The Knock-Up Pact: If One Gets Pregnant, They All Get Pregnant

By J.D. Masterly

The pact was simple: if one of them gets pregnant, they would all have to get pregnant. They called it the Knock-Up Pact. Years after making the pact, one of them finds herself pregnant, the father unknown. Keeping to their promise, Jodie and her friends must now do the same. From one-night stands, to gloryhole debauchery, to all-out BDSM orgies, they’ll do everything they can to get knocked-up in the end.

• Language: English
• Publisher: J.D. Masterly
• Release date: Oct 10, 2022
• ISBN: 9780463043295

J.D. Masterly

I’ve been writing for a few years now, and I write what I like to read. I know some authors are into very specific niches, and I suppose I am too–threesomes, foursomes, polyamory, group sex, gangbangs, bondage, impregnation, and a few other kinks thrown in for fun. I also like messy sex. The messier the better. As I like to say, “If you don’t make a mess having sex, you probably did it wrong.”To be blunt, I write stories with spunk! I want my stories to arouse and excite you; to thrill and seduce you; and perhaps to inspire you and your partner(s) to explore a few things on your own!

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The Knock-Up Pact

If One Gets Pregnant, They All Get Pregnant!

By J.D. Masterly

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This is a work of fiction. Any semblance between characters and real persons, living or dead, is coincidental. All characters in this story are eighteen years of age or older.

Warning: This is a work of erotic fiction with strong sexual contents. This work is intended for adults only and contains material that some may find offensive.

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1 – The Pact is Made

Chapter 2 – The Consequence Package

Chapter 3 – The First Furtive Affair

Chapter 4 – Breeding at the Gloryhole

Chapter 5 – Gloryhole at the Nightclub

Chapter 6 – Finding Mistress Divyne

Chapter 7 – The First Night at Mistress Divyne’s

Chapter 8 – A Night as a Free Use Clocksleeve

Chapter 9 – In the Sex Harness with Jess

Chapter 10 – The Months that Followed

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Chapter 1 – The Pact is Made

We were all best friends, even before college, and that’s when we made the pact. It was prompted by notes we passed around during our sex-ed class, and at first it was just a fun way to keep us all on the straight-and-narrow. But it was also a bit naughty. Maybe more than a bit.

The pact was simple: if one of us ever got pregnant, we would all have to get pregnant. We called it the Knock-Up Pact.

The pact was just a fun idea back then, but as we entered college and began dating serious boyfriends, the pact became equally serious. We were all on birth control, so we weren’t terribly worried. But accidents do happen. It was also understood that if one of us wanted to get pregnant, then we would all have to get pregnant.

Abby, Ellie, Clara, Kim, Jessica, Valerie, and Chrissie made up our little group. And, of course, there was me. Jodie.

Kim and Jessica were the first to question just how enforceable the Knock-Up Pact really was. Clara had the idea to collect our wildest and dirtiest photos and videos to create a ‘consequence package’ for each of us. If one of us got pregnant, and the pact had to be enforced, then anyone who reneged would have their ‘consequence package’ released, both publicly and to friends and family.

We were all in college, so it didn’t take long to build up our consequence packages. We took naked photos of each other. We videoed ourselves having sex, sometimes with just one guy, and sometimes with two or three. I even had a gangbang with six guys. Abby had someone film her at a wild frat party. Ellie enjoyed a full-body bukkake session. Jessica let me film her taking cock after cock at a gloryhole. The rest were just as wild and raunchy.

Valerie was the techie one, and she setup an encrypted blockchain vault (whatever that is) for each of us containing the digital consequence package. Each of us also received a set of private crypto-keys on USB sticks, one for each vault. It would take three USB keys to trigger the release of one of our consequence packages, which would be emailed to our spouse or partner, various family members, most of our friends, and our close coworkers. It would also upload to some popular porn sites.

Since most of us had serious boyfriends by then, we decided to add one more condition to the Knock-Up Pact. If the child was conceived while cheating on a spouse or boyfriend, or if the father was unknown, then each of us would have to get pregnant by someone other than our partner or by a complete stranger.

In full, the Knock-Up Pact read as follows:

"By this pact, we swear to one another that if one among us becomes pregnant, we shall each work to become pregnant ourselves, in support of our friend. If the father is their spouse or partner, we shall become pregnant by our spouse or partner. If the child is conceived through infidelity, we shall become pregnant through infidelity. If the father of the child is unknown, then the father of our child shall be unknown. This pact stands in perpetuity and cannot be dissolved, and the consequence for breaking this pact shall be dire."

We all signed, knowing full well the consequence if any of us reneged.

Our college years came to a close and we began our professional lives. Years passed, we lost and gained boyfriends, got jobs, and a few of us moved away. Abby moved two hours away to Baltimore with her boyfriend. Chrissie moved to Atlantic City where she met and fell in love with her girlfriend, Cam. Ellie got married right after college and moved to Washington state and we eventually lost touch with her.

Myself, Clara, Jessica, Kim, and Valerie stayed in Philadelphia where we had gone to college, and we still got together from time to time to hang out. Valerie kept the contact information up to date for the consequence packages, but other than that, we mostly forgot about the pact we had sworn.

I had fallen madly in love with my boyfriend, Dylan, who I had met in college. After three years of being together, we finally got married. Jessica was my maid of honor, and Clara, Kim, and Valerie my bridesmaids. Chrissie and her girlfriend, Cam, even came from Atlantic City to attend.

Another year passed, the fourth since we graduated college. And that was when the shit hit the fan.

Hey, Jess, I said, answering my phone. What’s up.

Jessica let out a long sigh. I just got off the phone with Kim. She’s pregnant.

My heart nearly stopped as I remembered the pact. Are you shitting me?

No, Jessica replied. She was literally in tears. I think she’s calling Clara now. I’m going to let Abby and Valerie know. You can call Chrissie. I think Valerie has Ellie’s contact info, but we haven’t talked to her in years.

My head was still spinning. If Kim had gotten pregnant, then we would all have to get pregnant, too. Dylan and I had talked briefly about having a kid, but we planned to put it off for a few more years.

I guess I’ll need to talk Dylan into having a baby, I sighed. Clara’s still single, but at least you’re pretty solid with Rob. I don’t know what Chrissie will do since she’s a lesbian. Is Valerie still with—

It was some guy she hooked up with at a bar, Jessica interrupted. She doesn’t even know his name.

The implications took a moment to register with me. She... She doesn’t know who the guy was? For fuck’s sake, Jess! Wasn’t she using birth control?

Jessica sighed over the phone. She told me she had the hormonal arm implant, and assumed she was safe. But when her symptoms kept getting worse, she visited her doctor. She tested positive on the pregnancy test, and when they checked the implant, they discovered it was defective.

I dropped onto the