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Cara's new life journey - part 3
🕑 Added 2025-09-03 08:00:02 +0000 UTCthis is the sanitised version - following the original being suppressed. It still conveys the same story arc, it is just unlikely to offend the more sensitive readers. Should you wish to be offended please tell me in notifications and I will forward the original by email.
Cara lay exhausted on her stomach, as waves of pleasure slowly faded away, enjoying the after sex feeling of satisfaction. The thought of what another woman had just done to her made her smile, and a tingle ran through her body at the thought that she had just cheated on her husband. Helga came back to the bed with a glass of water.
"Take these and drink this." She said in a firm tone that excited the wife, who quickly swallowed the tablets, followed by the water.
"Let me just put these in your ears to monitor temperature." She slowly drifted off to sleep as the nurse fitted the earpods.
The same messages spoke to her as she slept.
YOU LOVE GIRLS
YOU WANT LESBIAN SEX
YOU WANT YOUR DAUGHTER TO BE A LESBIAN
YOU LOVE SARAH
YOU WANT SARAH TO BE THE MOTHER OF YOUR DAUGHTER
YOU WANT TO CHEAT ON YOUR HUSBAND
She woke a few hours later to Helga and another nurse standing over her. She rubbed her arm where the fresh prick was showing as a red dot, and then looked into the smiling face of the Scandinavian nurse.
"I am just going to give you a bed bath and then I think we will proceed shortly with insemination" The blonde nurse said as she slid the damp piece of cloth up her leg. Her body was already on fire, and the film clips all looked so inviting and arousing, she thought.
She could feel an orgasm coming on, and when the messages were played through the earpods, she found herself agreeing.
YOU LOVE GIRLS
YOU WANT LESBIAN SEX
YOU WANT YOUR DAUGHTER TO BE A LESBIAN
YOU LOVE SARAH
YOU WANT SARAH TO BE THE MOTHER OF YOUR DAUGHTER
YOU WANT TO CHEAT ON YOUR HUSBAND
"Yes." She said that after each statement echoed in her mind, her fingers, in time with the movie stars' thrusting. This time, the messages continued, and Cara chanted agreement. She lay in silence, gasping at the wonderful feeling that rippled through her.
Helga came back to her, having watched her climax on a monitor.
"Your body is ready now at 85%. The remainder will increase as you accept the egg. We have a problem in that your husband cannot get beyond 29%, so whilst you are healthy, his sperm is not, and it could cause a failure."
"Oh no." Cara cried, the distress all too evident.
"There is another option, our patroness, Sarah, is willing to donate her egg if you wish to take it and be a mother." As she said it, she placed her hand on the young woman's shoulder and then slid her hand down to cup her tit. "It is your choice, Cara, a healthy egg or your husband's poor sample."
"I want Sarah's egg." She answered, unaware she was merely replying to the pre-created statements.
"Of course you do, Honey, and I will deliver it for you. Nurse a top-up dose of 10ml in the left thigh."
Cara felt the mild jab in her leg but her focus was on Helga who said "This will give you that extra percentage."
"I have never had anything that size before." She said, staring at the insemination tool.
"Your body is designed to take it; in fact, I expect your husband has been the problem all along. You are about to find a big difference in how you enjoy sex."
Cara spread her legs, looking into the nurse's blue eyes with complete trust. Feelings of happiness spread over her as she was slowly made pregnant.
"Is that OK? Tell me if you want me to stop." Helga said with concern.
Cara groaned at the distraction but complied, and Helga continued the process.
Cara felt like her whole body was melting, the drug was already pushing her to a high she had never experienced, all of the individual experiences fighting for dominance and distracting her from the messages that quietly played in the ear-pods and slowly gained in volume. Soon she was dribbling as she was overwhelmed, the messages now a chant.
YOU LOVE GIRLS
YOU WANT LESBIAN SEX
YOU WANT YOUR DAUGHTER TO BE A LESBIAN
YOU LOVE SARAH
YOU WANT SARAH TO BE THE MOTHER OF YOUR DAUGHTER
YOU WANT TO CHEAT ON YOUR HUSBAND
Helga allowed her to concentrate on the messages as the process continued, Cara shouting 'Yes' to each command.
Finally, she could take no more and peaked, convinced she was pregnant. Cara instinctively cuddled her.
"It's going to be okay, baby. We will repeat in an hour if you are ready?"
"Mmmm." The young woman was incapable of thinking at that moment, reduced to a primal being with just an urge to procreate. She snuggled closer into Helga's arms, the nurse placing a hand under her chin and tilting so she could kiss her.
"It feels nice to be held by a woman, doesn't it, baby?" Helga whispered into the blonde's ear.
"Mmmm." That was all she could manage in response.
"I have so much to teach you. No more sex with limp dick, right? He is not the one for you, honey."
She stroked Cara's hair and back as she continued.
"Are you ready for the second attempt, honey? I know how much you want Sarah's baby."
The blonde wife broke off from sucking. "Yes, I do, I am ready."
"Oh, honey, I know you are." Helga kissed her passionately, enjoying the tongue action of her latest victim.
"Nurse, will you repeat the process? Are you ready Cara?"
"Yes, I want this." She replied, her need obvious to her new lover.
"And you will get it, baby." And Helga repeated the process.
"Oh god." The blonde cried out as she realized she was going to be pregnant.
"Thought it would never stop, honey? Well it is done now. Don't worry, as my lesbian lover, I will support you every day. You want that, don't you, baby?" Helga held her close, knowing the confused wife wanted more.
"Yes. I want this." Helga slid closer and then returned to the same holding position.
"Want to be my lesbian lover baby, with Sarah's baby?"
"Yes, I want that."
Helga pulled her tight and held.
"Tell me that you want to be my lesbian lover, baby, I need to know."
"Be your lesbian lover."
"Be. My. Lesbian. Lover." Helga hugging tighter on each word.
"Yes." The needy blonde pulled back each time.
Helga continued to hold her. Once more, the messages started in her ear pods, quietly at first so unobtrusive she wasn't aware of their presence, building slowly until they became chants as she was comforted.
YOU LOVE GIRLS
YOU WANT LESBIAN SEX
YOU WANT YOUR DAUGHTER TO BE A LESBIAN
YOU LOVE SARAH
YOU WANT SARAH TO BE THE MOTHER OF YOUR DAUGHTER
YOU WANT TO CHEAT ON YOUR HUSBAND
Now that she was agreeing out loud in time to the thrusts, the messages were dropped with just one simple statement, repeating faster and faster.
YOU WANT LESBIAN SEX
"Yes. Yes. Yes." She answered faster and faster as she built to a climax. Once more, she screamed a climax out and collapsed onto the bed. Helga lay beside her.
"You don't escape me that easily, baby. There is a lot more to come."
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Her husband lay in bed, frustrated as the machine continued to work on him. The images had changed to hetero, and the drug was neutralising any effect so that he felt impotent.
"How are you feeling?" The cheerful nurse asked him before pulling a sad face. "Still not able to produce anything?"
He was unaware that every time he was sedated, drugs affected his performance, with the result that it was starting to hurt, but pride let him allow the machine to work continuously, destroying any confidence and self-worth he possessed.
"No, not yet." He sighed, hoping for some lesbian porn to appear.
"Oh, well, keep at it." The nurse was deliberately cold and dismissive, knowing this would make him feel worse.
Over the next seven hours, while his wife was repeatedly attended to by a succession of nurses, he would stare at the screen, hoping for a lesbian porn scene, briefly teased when an image of two women appeared before disappearing rapidly to be replaced by male/female clips.
A nurse came into the room holding a clipboard.
"Well, we have managed to impregnate your wife, sir. As we said when you applied, the baby will be a girl, but I would stress that your sample was of very poor quality, and the girl has therefore taken the majority of her mother's genes, which will undoubtedly result in her lacking any empathic attachments to men and probably leave her wanting to lead a lesbian lifestyle. It is only fair we warn you so you will notice these traits as she matures. If your sample had been better, maybe you would have had a daddy's girl, but with so few healthy chromosomes, this is the natural outcome. If you can get dressed, your wife is waiting in reception."
