Pregnant Cuckhold [Part 1] M33 F33 M35

I (male 33) waited in the stirrups. My wife (female 33) and her bull (male 35) were in the waiting room holding hands when the nurse came and took me back for testing. They had me pee on a stick five times. Each of the five tests came back positive. I've been on the medicine for three months and the side effects were honestly mild. I lost some sleep, I gained a little weight in my hips, but nothing extreme. My wife and bull had met with our doctor and made the decision to put me on the experimental hormone. If it took, I'd be fertile in about three months. I'm sitting in the exam room in a medical gown with my ankles in stirrups, and the fifth test confirmed everything. After six attempts and six trips here for testing, I'm pregnant.

When the drug first came out, my wife and her bull had discussed the pros and cons. What really appealed to them was that her hormones would not shift and her body wouldn't need to change. All of the swings and alterations could be endured by me, their cuck.

Despite years and years of conditioning, I was still extremely reluctant. They could sense my hesitation, and they knew how to proceed. The milkings stopped. My weekly milkings were stopped and they waited about two months. After the first month, any contact with my cage or balls stopped.

Two months in, I was desperate for any relief or physical touch. The new conditioning made anything but full cooperation completely impossible. I'd go into a spreader bar, face down and butt arched on one side of the bed. The two of them would go to town, and when he was close, he'd move over and finish inside me. Next, the doctor had told them to plug me and leave the plug in for four hours. Once the plug was in, a condom went over my cage, and I was wanded until I drained into the condom. The full condom would go into my mouth until the four hours had passed.

We repeated this every time until right now. Until it finally took.

They screamed when they heard the news. They made out the entire trip home. Once there, I was placed in my crate while they celebrated.

This would be a long long nine months.