Allie: (Oh my god! This leotard got so tight but it’s all I have! It’s so small, I can’t even wear a bra or panties with it! I had to shave too so nothing shows, but I swear it just outlines my tits and pussy in red! Is it transparent? It’s really digging in! It’s making me wet! It’s already wedged so deep into my ass. Where the heck is this place? This is a bad neighborhood, everyone looks like they smoke marijuana!)
Tyreese: Yo, dance studio’s this way!
Allie: Oh, thank you! (Ok, maybe these people are nice.)
Tyreese: Just go down those steps, there’s no sign.
Allie: (Oh wow, it just loops into the basement!)
Tyson: Yo, who’s comin’ in? Oh shit! You look fine! Yea, you welcome!
Tyrell: Oh shit, nigga! Who’s this?
Tyrone: A fine piece of ass, that’s what!
Allie: Oh, sorry! I was looking for the dance studio?
Tyson: Yea, this is it! Come on in, nigga! Yea, this is a dance studio! Come on now, move that couch! Let’s boogie, baby!
Tyson hums a beat and dances.
Allie: Are you sure?
Tyson: Yeah, we uh, just don’t get many customers this time of day, picks up in the evening. So you know, we just chillin.
Allie: So I’m Allie, what are your guys’s names?
Tyson: Nice to meet you, Allie. My name’s Tyson. A pleasure. This is Tyrell, Tyrone, Tyreese, and over here’s Tyrion.
Tyrion: “You must join the nights watch and guard the wall.” Nah, nigga, I’m just playin’ witchu!
Allie: Wow, that was really well done!
Funky music starts playing.
Tyreese: Sup niggas!
Tyson: Oh shit! This here’s Tyreese! One of our best dancers! Show her, Tyreese!
Tyreese: Nigga what?!
Tyson: Come on now! Bust a move! Oh I know, you groove to that underground shit!
Tyrell changes the music and Tyreese gets his groove. His shirt comes off and he twirls it. Allie instantly gushes to his muscles. She makes sure no one can see her from behind.
Tyreese: Whatchu think, girl?
His hips thrust and his dick swings like a kettlebell.
Allie: I think it’s very mesmerizing.
Her leotard digs into her clit, not helping her situation.
Tyrell: Hey, how much of that dance routine do you remember?
Tyreese: Dance routine to what?
“YYYOOOUUUUU!!!!!”
Tyreese: Awe shit nigga, come on!
“Soulja Boy tell ‘em.”
Allie cracks up. Tyrell does the routine while Tyson tries to follow.
Tyrell: I know you know this part.
“Now watch me YOU crank dat Soulja Boy, now watch me YOU crank dat Soulja Boy.”
Everybody knows to crank it, even Allie, who has no idea where she’s learned it from. The rest of the song they fumble through, following Tyrell until the song ends.
Tyrell: So what dances do you know?
Allie: Can I see your spotify?
Tyrell: Oh, I have Amazon music.
Allie: What the hell?
Tyrell: It comes with Prime!
Allie: I guess. Ok, whatever, I found it.
Allie plays a famous classical song no one knows the name to, it was in The Fifth Element, but this is the classic version. She does her arm twirls and spins, meanwhile the group of brothas are eye banging the fuck out of her. No doubt noticing the wet lines running down her legs.
Tyson: Ooh, damn! That’s a nice routine!
Everyone woos when Allie thrusts her hips.
Tyrell: Alright, so I think we got a feel for your skill level, I think we can jump straight into partner dances. A very sensual, very romantic dance form.
Tyson: Yeah, intimate. The audience should feel the tension. Some women go so far as to schedule their dance when they ovulate. Others even take pills.
Allie: Oh, really? So I guess you should be like, in the mood, or something?
Tyrell: Yeah, let’s show you what it’s like.
“It’s Brittney, bitch.”
The music plays.
“I see you.”
Tyreese: (I knew this dimmer switch would come in handy!)
“Every time they turn the lights down, I just wanna go that extra mile for you.”
Tyreese lowers the lights to the lyrics. The brothas take their shirts off and dance slowly towards Ellie, who tries to not look nervous. Soon, they are in arms reach, and she is surrounded by a wall of abs and muscles. Her knees touch and her hands barely graze their chests, then they close in.
Tyrell: (Yeah, this song always gets those white bitches goin’.)
Allie: (Oh my god, these guys are so hot! What do I do?!) Am I doing this right?
Tyrone: Gimmie more.
“Gimmie moooorrreee!!”
Tyson smacks her ass. She gets it. She falls back into the wall of bodies while their hands explore. Fingers slip through her leotard from the open back and come dangerously close to her nipples. Her ass grinds against their hips, and a hand feels her thighs and lower stomach.
Allie: (Oh my god, I can feel his dick!)
Mike Tyson brings her ass closer to his body. She feels his dick in her ass crack and she pulls her leotard even tighter. Practically, her bare ass is out for all to see and feel. Then the song ends and the lights come back on.
Tyrion: Damn, I think we should turn it up!.
Allie: Oh my god, yes please! I really like this style of dance.
“Dra-da-da-duh-dum. Da-dum-da-dum-da-dum!”
They wait for Allie’s reaction. With the eyes on her, she knows to get low.
“Three six nine, damn you fine, hoping she can sock it to me one more time. Get low. Get low-get low-get low-get low-get-low-get-low.”
Tyson: To the window!
Tyrone: To the wall!
Allie: Till the sweat drop down my balls!
Nobody can keep it together. They cut the song mid way.
Tyrell: I think we’re goin’ a little too fast. We gotta slow down and get comfortable with our dance partners.
(Bwao. Wow. WoW. WOWWW.) “I've been really trying, baby… Trying to hold back this feeling for sooo long.”
Tyrone: Ah Jesus Christ.
Allie: Ooh, I love this song!
Tyrone: Nevermind.
Tyrell: Sometimes what you need, comes from the soul. Sometimes what you need, comes from the heart.
Tyrone rolls his eyes. Allie is eating it up.
Tyrell: Sometimes, what it takes, means you’ve got to go all the way. Your dance partners, should truly be your lovers.
Allie: Oh, are you guys lovers?
The brothas crack up, except for Tyrell.
Tyrell: No, the dance represents the lust between man and woman. Or in this case, men and woman, and since we’re your dance partners, baby, let’s say we take it to anotha level!
Allie: You guys think we should be intimate? Like, all of you guys?
Tyrell: A lot of it comes from expression, you need to really feel the love. You wanna be a star, dontchu?
Allie bites her lower lip and grins. Her eyes dart to the bulges in their pants. She knows the pleasure would be immense, but it is a very dangerous time of the month for her.
Allie: Mmm, maybe.
Tyrell: I’m sorry, I need to hear you say yes!
She thinks about her future, her career as a dancer, and all the fame and glory that comes with it. She’s imagining herself with flowers and a cheering audience and knows success comes with risk and hard work.
Allie: Ok, yes!
Tyrell: She wants to be a star, niggas.
Allie swallows. Tyrell comes closer to her.
Tyrell: You know what it means to be lovers, dontchu?
Allie: Uh huh, I think so.
Tyrell: You can show me by suckin’ my dick!
She hesitates, but when he hooks his thumbs into his basketball shorts and unveils his eleven inch monster, her knees buckle and her mouth salivates for it. Her knees touch the ground and he can feel her breath on his cock, then his hand pulls her head onto it. She opens her mouth just in time and takes his cock to the back of her throat. Tyrone pulls his cock out next and she eyes it, stroking it with her right hand.
Allie: We really have to go all the way? I’m not on birth control.
Tyrell: Shit, nigga. You don’t wanna make your lovers wear condoms, do you? You can’t feel the love that way!
Allie: You mean we have to do it without a condom? Just don’t cum inside me, ok? I don’t wanna get pregnant.
Tyrell: I don’t know if you’re ready to be a star if you can’t handle the risk that comes with it.
Allie: I don’t know, it’s a really dangerous day.
Tyrell: I can’t have fear, I need passion! I need reckless ambition! I need to know you can go all the way! No matter how dangerous things get! You wanna make it to the top right?
Allie: Oh my god, I do! All I’ve ever wanted was to be a dancer!
Tyrell: I need to know you have what it takes! See these? These are fertility pills. Only the best take these.
Allie: This is really risky! You say it’ll make me a better dancer?
Tyrell: If you make it, absolutely. You need to go all out, all or nothin’!
Allie: Oh my god. Oh my god! Uhh, ok! I’ll do it!
She takes three pills into her mouth and dry swallows.
Tyrell: Damn! That’s triple dose! Girl, you ARE committed!
Allie: I really want to become a dancer! I’ll do whatever it takes! I am willing to risk everything!
The brothas bring the couch back out and Tyrell nudges her onto it. Then he spreads her left leg, and she does the other on her own. His face rests on her thigh, and gives her clit little kisses with the fabric still on. Then he pulls it to the side, revealing her glistening wet pussy to the world. His cock is solid, then he stands up, lining his cock up to her pussy. Her eyes widen as he slides it in.
Allie: Oh my god, it’s so big! It hurts!
Tyrell: Damn this pussy’s tight! Oh, I love it! Mmm! Take my cock, bitch!
Allie: This is so intense! I’ve never felt something like this!
Tyrell: You’re about to pull it straight out of me! I’m about to give you all of my love!
Allie: Oh noooo! Not in my pussy!
Tyrell: You know it’s comin’ baby! Get off now!
Allie: Oh god, I can’t! I have to risk it! Oh god, this is so dangerous! Please don’t cum too much! I can’t have a black baby!
His cock ravages her on the couch, her legs hanging in the air, barefoot and ovulating. His cock slides in and out of her as her eyes cross, and her legs lock behind his back. The pleasure is overwhelming.
Allie: Oh god, you’re gonna make me cum! I’m about to explode all over your cock! It feels so good! Don’t stop! Don’t stop!
The music changes.
“Oww!… Oww!... Ow-www! I’m! Gonna fa-cking cum!... Fack!... Fack!... Fa-aaack! I am! I’m going. To cum... I’m cumming!”
Tyrell: Ah, shit! This song! Goddamnit Slim!
Allie: Oh fack! This song gets me fackin’ wet! Ooh, fack yeah, give it to me!
Tyrell: Fuck!
Allie: Oh fuck, I’m cumming! Oh it feels so good!
His cock slams to the hilt and hot, fiery, shots of his potent jizz blasts through her cervix.
Allie: Oh fack! Oh god, that feels so good! It’s just filling up my insides! It really does feel like we’re lovers. But now, I might get pregnant! I can’t believe I took the fertility pills too!
Tyrell: Those pills make you a better lover, and when you’re a better lover, you’re a better dancer.
Allie: It’s driving my hips crazy!
Tyrell: Not many dancers make it to the top, but this is the best shot you got! But remember, if you get pregnant, you’re out!
Allie: Oh fack!
Tyrell leaves and Tyrone takes his place. Fear swells in her eyes as Tyrone submerges his cock, then her eyes roll in the back of her head.
Allie: Oh fack! This is so dangerous! I really hope I don’t get pregnant! You’re not gonna cum too much inside me, will you?
Tyrone: I’m about to fuckin’ knock you up!
Allie: Oh fack! I hope not!
Tyrone rolls over and has Allie mount him, tearing the fabric to her leotard in the process. It tickles and she tears it off, leaving nothing for the walk home. Her hips grind on Tyrone’s dick, massaging her cervix, trying to work it directly inside her womb.
Tyrone: Oh fuck, bitch! I’m gonna fucking cum!
Allie: Nooooooooo!!!!!
Sperm races through his system and her cervix opens up to receive it. It glazes her from top to bottom, coating the walls to her uterus, making her explode in pleasure. She holds her cervix to his ejaculating dick, intensifying the experience.
Allie: Don’t stop! Just get it done! Oh fuck, it’s so much cum! It’s so hot! My legs are shaking! I keep cumming! Oh fuck, it feels so good!
Tyrone: Yeah! Now I know we’re lovers! You took my seed unprotected, mad respect!
Both take a moment to rest and her cervix closes back up. Then she leans back on the couch, holding her legs up so she doesn’t get the couch messy, but all their spunk is locked away inside her womb anyway.
Tyrone: You can’t quit now! All or nothin’, baby!
Allie tries not to cry, and winces when Tyrion shows her his dick.
Allie: (Oh my god, that dick looks so good! It’s perfect for breeding!)
Tyrion: I need to see you put some work in! Get on this dick!
She brings her feet to the couch and scoots up.
Allie: Oh my god, you’re gonna cum inside me too? What am I doing?!
Tyrion: You’re becoming a star, baby! Come here, and let’s become lovers.
Allie: This is so risky!
Tyrion: You gotta have skin in the game so we know you’re serious!
He props her up on the couch and they grind into each other. Then he goes in for a kiss and they make out. Hands all over each other. She looks pleadingly into his eyes.
Allie: (Don’t cum inside my pussy.)
But she is lost in the kiss and when their lips separate, she is silent. Instead intently watching Tyrion’s massive black cock slide in and out of her, knowing his sperm will soon be swarming inside. Then he grunts and shoves it in deep.
Allie: Oh fuck!
Tyrion: Ah shit!
Violent throbs let loose inside her pussy. Thick, sticky spunk piles up inside her womb. Allie cannot believe the volume being put inside of her. It makes her toes curl and she grits her teeth, all while Tyrion’s fat cock continues to unload.
Allie: It’s so warm! Oh, it’s wonderful! I love it! You guys really are becoming my lovers! I’ll risk it for you! I want us to stay close for as long as possible!
Tyrion: Until you get pregnant. It’s too dangerous to dance while you’re pregnant. But after nine months, you can try again. Gonna have to start over, though.
Allie: Oh god, I really hope I don’t get pregnant! I can’t wait nine months to try again!
Tyson: When you get it right, girl, I know we’re gonna put on a show!
Tyson picks her up and thrusts into her, standing up.
Allie: Oww! Oh my god, it’s so deep! It feels so good. I really feel a deeper connection with you guys. I think we’re gonna become dance legends! Now fill my little hole so we can become lovers! Even though it’s extremely dangerous, I’m willing to risk it for us!
Tyson: Oh, you ‘bout to risk it alright! I am not holding back! I need to know you got what it takes!
Allie: Those pills are making my head race! I can’t stop thinking about being creamed over and over! It’s driving me crazy! I can’t stop thinking about being at the hospital either, holding two black babies. The image is so clear! Why can’t I stop thinking about that?! This itch won't die until I’m fertilized! I want to be impregnated so bad! But I can’t! I just want to feel your sperm wrap around my eggs, and PENETRATE! Oh god! Oh fuck! Cum inside me! Cum inside me! Oh fack!
Tyson: Ah shit! I was gonna take my time and enjoy this, but you need it now! Ight, bitch! Fuckin’ get knocked up!
Allie: Oh fack! Noooooooo!!!
Hot ropes of jizz blast through the pool of cum and nails the roof of her womb.
Allie: Oh my god, this is it! I’m gonna get pregnant!
Tyson gives her every drop, swelling her uterus.
Tyreese: You haven’t had a chance to have my baby yet!
Allie: You’re in this dance number too? Oh my god, I can’t!
Tyreese: All or nothin’, baby!
Allie: Shit. Just one more! One more, and I won’t have to take the risk anymore! Maybe doggy style isn’t as risky?
She presents her ass to him, letting the cum drain deeper inside of her, filling her fallopian tubes, and she prepares to take another load. Tyreese is solid, and licks his fingers to rub on his dick, then grabs it, and jams it in.
Allie: Oh my god, this feels so good! I want us to stay lovers forever! Oh, I really hope I don’t get pregnant! But fertile sex is the best! Oh my god, these pills! They make it feel so good! The riskier the better! I can’t help it! It feels so good! I’m never using birth control! Never using condoms! I’m taking fertility pills every time! Oh fuck! The risk is electrifying! Cum inside my pussy!
Allie’s ass is slapping Tyreese’s hips as they drive into each other.
Allie: Fill my fertile fucking pussy with your fat load of sperm! Drown my eggs! I don’t care if I get pregnant! I can try again in nine months! I need your sperm to stab my eggs so bad! Cum inside me! It’s ok, I don’t give a fuck what happens!
Tyreese: Aww, fuck!
Tyreese’s long, black dick shoves her cervix into her stomach and has an uncontrollable orgasm. Sperm lets off and races towards her ova. Then she feels a tingle, and her mind goes quiet. A wave of ecstasy, and her stomach starts to cramp, all while continuing to be pumped into. She stays silent as she realizes what has happened. Fear swells her eyes, then she cums. Hard. Tingles go off like fireworks, each one sealing her fate a little further. Pop! Pop! Pop!
Allie: Oh fuck! You’re knocking me up! I’m getting knocked up right now! Fack! There it goes again! It feels so good! I wanna stay pregnant forever! It’s wonderful! Oh god, my stomach!
Morning sickness. Tyreese pumps twice more then lets her rest on his cock. Letting her fully get inseminated. Allie’s cervix quivers on the tip of his dick, coaxing out small remnants of semen.
Allie: I think I need to go home now, I don’t think I’ll be able to dance for a little while.
She grabs her torn leotard and ties it back up, but she needs to hold her right breast for the walk home. Sperm and embryos swirling around in her system. When she gets home, she sits in her room and thinks about what she’s done, what she’s going to do with the babies, if she will try again in nine months. She finds a box of expired pregnancy tests.
Allie: Oh my god, I’m so stupid! What did I do?! I’m pregnant!
She takes test after test, solid two lines. Allie sets down a fifth pregnancy test.
Allie: I don’t even know who’s the father! I guess all of them! But I had to do it, it’s the only way to stand out as a dancer. I needed my partners to truly be my lovers, and lovers need raw, natural passion! Caution to the wind! Reckless abandon! I played it right, I just didn’t get lucky. I guess I could try again in nine months. But what am I gonna do with the babies? Give them up for adoption?
Nine months later, she is giving birth in the hospital. They drug her up, and the procedure goes on for hours. Allie feels like she is reliving the same moment, over and over, every time she gives birth; like she’s in a loop. Then suddenly the nurse hands her five black babies, and she cries. Instantly falling in love.
Allie: Oh my god, they’re beautiful! I can’t give them up. I guess if I get another job, work a late shift, I could make it work. Mommy took the risk, mommy is going to take responsibility. It’s ok, mommy’s here for you!
Nurse: Ma’am? We need to hold the babies for a few days while we monitor them. We’ll give you a call.
Allie is left on her own, and she thinks about what to do.
Allie: Wait, now I can try to become a dancer again!
She picks up her phone and looks for directions to the dance studio, but she can’t find it.
Allie: Oh no! Maybe they went out of business!
She spends hours searching, still in her maternity gown. Then she spots the familiar staircase leading down into the basement.
Allie: This is it!
She eavesdrops.
Tyrell: Remember that bitch from nine months ago? Where she at?
Tyrone: Probably at the hospital now!
Tyreese: Ha! So stupid!
Allie surprises them.
Allie: Hi guys! Long time no see!
Tyrone: What?! Hold my beer, nigga. Damn! You just came straight from the hospital!
Allie: I know, two girls, three boys! One from each of you, supposedly.
Tyreese: No shit! You ain’t comin’ here for child support, are ya?
Allie: Oh no! I would never! I just thought, maybe we could try again? I mean, it was really fun, right guys?
Tyrone: Oh hell yeah! But it’s been some time, we gotta know you’re still willing to risk it!
Allie: Absolutely.
Allie feels the first cock enter her in nine months.
Allie: Oh fuck!
Tyrone: Don’t forget your pills.
Allie swallows without hesitation. Her pussy is dripping wet and fertile, and she stares at Tyrone’s cock sliding in and out.
Allie: Dump your load deep inside of me. I’ll risk it for you. I want you to know the lengths I will go for success! Don’t hold back! Just give into pleasure!
Tyrone: Oh fuck!
His cock boils over and fills her womb.
Allie: Fertile sex is the best! I’m addicted to feeling you shoot inside me when I’m ovulating! It feels so good!
Tyrion: We’re about to fuckin’ give it to you!
Allie: Oh fuck!
Tyrion slides it in, eager to knock her up again. Then he rips off her hospital gown, revealing her stretch marks. The sight turns him on, proof she is serious.
Tyrion: Goddamnit, I’m cumming!
Spunk fills her womb again. The pills take effect and her ova get released early.
Allie: Oh my god, I just gave birth an hour ago, now I’m gonna get knocked up again! I need some practice to learn how not to get pregnant!
Tyreese: I’m next!
Tyreese is stroking his cock solid, and fills in for Tyrion when he leaves.
Allie: Oh fuck! I love you all so much! Don’t hold back!
Within moments, Tyreese is pumping his sticky mess inside her. She is already imagining her belly swollen again.
Allie: Fill my fertile fucking hole! It feels so good when I’m ovulating! It’s all I could think about for nine months, having you shoot inside me again! I really hope I don’t get pregnant this time!
Tyreese fills Allie’s pussy without remorse. If he’s not paying child support, he doesn’t give a fuck. He drains his balls into her, knowing he’s going to knock her up.
Tyreese: Damn!
He pulls out and Tyson fills her hole immediately.
Tyson: I don’t know if you’re ready for somethin’ this advanced!
Allie: I’ll keep trying until I get it right! I’ll come back every nine months if I have to!
His dick unloads hot dense swimmers inside the fertile teenage milf’s pussy. Her thoughts of becoming a dancer get shoved away and replaced by the ideas of motherhood. Then she is reminded of the pleasures of conception.
Allie: Oh shit! You’re knockin me up! It feels so wonderful! Getting pregnant is the best feeling in the world!
Tyrell: Get ready, because it’s about to happen again!
Tyrell ravishes her, eager to plant a baby in her before the other sperm beats him to it. Finally, he plants his seed, but he needn’t worry, there are plenty of eggs, and Allie ovulates for days. She stays glued to a cock the entire time while they close the “studio” for a “private lesson.” Allie walks home wearing three strips of duct tape. A liter of semen inside her, pregnant again.
Allie: Oh my god, what did I do?!
She sits in her room and cries, and finally charges her phone. Twenty-seven missed calls from the hospital. She throws a shirt on over the duct tape, but it’s too short and it rides up when she walks. Dread sets in as she leaves, realizing the window to give them up has passed, they are hers and hers alone. Plus she is pregnant with another batch. Years of hard work wait in front of her and she knows it.
Allie: I just need to have one successful moment! One time I don’t get pregnant, then I can be a star!
Nine months later, she gives birth to seven babies and cries, overwhelmed by the past nine months. Then fire hits her eyes.
Allie: No! I’m not gonna take it! I will become a successful dancer! I will not get pregnant this time!
Allie becomes pregnant again and again. She takes out loans to survive, hoping one day to pull off the most epic dance routine and earn enough money to pay it back. Smelly diapers fill the air, she lives with twenty-two black babies, pregnant with another batch.
Allie: I always say I’m gonna give them up, but when they give me morphine, I can’t help it! I have to give these ones up! I can’t keep them anymore!
Allie gives birth to six babies and cries when the nurse asks her if she wants to give them up for adoption. The nurse waits for her answer, but Allie is choked up looking at her adorable new arrivals. She desperately wants to say yes, but her lip can’t stop trembling. Then the nurse leaves.
Allie: Nooooooo!!!!!
Allie walks straight to the dance studio, postpartum and crying, and busts open the door.
Allie: Again!
Cocks throb into her, hoping to teach her a lesson she will never forget. Angrily, she swallows handfuls of pills, like a gambler betting big to get their money back. She loses. Pregnant again.
Allie: Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!
She is surrounded by crying babies and a womb full of sperm and fertilized embryos. She cries with them. The brothas just think she’s a goddess that comes by every nine months.
Allie: I’ve got it! This is gonna be our dance routine! An erotic, fertility dance! All you need to do is get me pregnant one more time, on stage!
Tyreese: Good idea, let’s send them an audition tape!
Allie: Oh shoot! You mean this isn’t gonna be the last time?
Tyreese: Yeah, and it may take several tries. Most have to submit three or four tapes to get a reply.
Allie: Oh my god!
Her heart sinks, knowing the dread that is to follow. Then she grins, thinking about the pleasure. They film their fertility dance and send it to America's Got Talent. No reply, they try again and again. Twenty-seven months go by; Allie is exhausted but she’s back for another dance session.
Tyrone: We got it! They want us on stage!
Allie: Yippie!
Hope for the first time in years. They fly straight to the studio and are rushed on stage.
Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, we have a very special performance here today that can only happen every nine months, so we are very lucky. Welcome Allie and her backup dancers!
“Let’s have some fun, this beat is sick. I wanna take a ride on your disco stick. Huh!”
They dirty dance on stage and strip. Allie’s saggy belly gets a mixed reaction.
Simon Cowell: What the fuck is this shit?
Slowly, they undress. Some audience members woo. Then they become naked and Simon hits the red button.
“Errr!”
Then Howie Mandel.
“Errr!”
But Sharon Ozbourne is intrigued. Thus, the audience is forced to watch as Allie takes cock after cock. Then Tyrone fires off inside her womb. The camera captures his pulsing urethra and Allies quivering pussy. Then Tyrion unloads in her, and Allie creams all over his cock. The depths of their passion move the judges, even after X-ing out. Tyson, Tyreese, Tyrell, they all pump into Allie’s ovulating womb again and again. Allie undergoes a constant stream of ejaculation. Slowly her stomach fills out from all their cum. The audience cheers as Allie experiences conception on stage. Then the song ends and they bow. They get a standing ovation, but the judges just clap.
Simon Cowell: Absolutely stunning. I wasn’t feeling it at first, but you clearly spent years practicing. Well done.
The audience cheers.
Howie Mandell: Phenomenal, you guys really surprised me. I’m glad Sharon kept it going.
Sharon Ozbourne: I used to be a dancer in my day, and I know a talented dancer when I see one! We’re gonna move you up, just six more rounds before you can win a million! Don’t worry, we’ll reserve a spot for you each season and you can join the finale six or seven seasons from now. Can’t wait to see you get pregnant again and again!
Allie: Wow! Thank you so much! I can’t believe it! I’ve worked so hard! I really hope I get the million to take care of my sixty-one plus kids.
Sharon Ozborne: Well, I hope you make it to a hundred, because we love seeing you dance, honey.
Every nine months, Allie is back on stage with her dancers, getting pregnant again and again. Years go by, and she makes it to the top. They invite her to the awards ceremony.
Allie: I’ve finally made it! I really hope it’s me.
An entire four rows are dedicated to her children, twenty-five each.
Announcer: And the winner is… Allie and her Backup dancers!
Elation fills the room. She’s made it. She’s a star. A million dollars but they must split it six ways. Everyone loves her dance. Tears of joy fill her eyes. Then she gives a speech.
Allie: Thank you so much! This is all I’ve ever wanted was to make people happy with my dancing. I will continue to perform my fertility dance every nine months, I promise! And what a night to receive this award, right after I gave birth to my one hundredth child! But you know what that means, I’m ovulating again! Why not another dance?