Riley Gendreau
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Renting Out My Body: Paulina Livingston Pt3
🕑 Added 2024-04-09 22:55:49 +0000 UTCWow, it’s really been about eight months since I accepted this job, time sure does fly by when you’re a sexy pregnant woman. I’m currently living as Paulina Livingston, a stay-at-home wife to the amazon Johnny Livingston, who’s a very successful businessman worth millions.
He and his wife hired me to swap bodies with Paulina so I could get her body pregnant and carry the baby until birth and then care for it for three months afterward. Why? I’m still not sure, maybe Paulina didn’t want to be pregnant or deal with what comes with it or some other reason.
Either way, once the job is over I make one million dollars, which is a nice chunk of change for me, and I plan to take a nice vacation to spend some of that money, perhaps even retire from this job entirely.
So I have three months of pregnancy and six months total left before this job is done. Which I’m both excited and a bit sad about. I’m going to be happy to have my body back, but I think I’ll miss being pregnant and this baby once I’m gone, it’s just a job and I’ll have to leave.
Although I might miss this body as well. I’ve been in it so long it feels like it’s my body. I honestly don’t remember what mine feels like, and I quite enjoy having breasts although I’d still do anything to get a bra or anything that isn't a skimpy apron. Gof I miss clothes.
During the seventh month of pregnancy, I stopped having as many dizzy spells and was allowed to walk around more, although that has gotten quite hard. My belly has gotten so big, that most of the time I’m waddling around, and standing up on my own is nearly impossible.
Pleasuring Johnny has been quite hard as well, now I have to lay on my back and hold my belly and he has to go real slow while fucking my ass, but in the end, he’s still happy as he fills my ass with his thick sticky creme.
Of course, if that’s not enough I’m a master with my mouth and can suck him off so good I have him moaning. I used to be really embarrassed about this, but now I’m thinking about adding it to my company profile, of course, that is if I don’t retire after this.
The eighth month of pregnancy was the worst by far. I became extremely emotional. I kept thinking I was ugly and too fat. I didn't feel attractive at all and hated myself, but luckily I had my personal maid there with me.
She assured me I was sexy and a perfect weight, and she reassured me I was doing a good job and my baby was going to be super healthy and happy when it popped out of me. I know that the way I was feeling was silly after all I was actually a guy.
But when you have hormones driving you crazy it’s really hard to think rationally like that. My peeing problems also came back, and I ended up releasing my bladder a handful of times all over the floor, which I did try to clean, but the maids would just tell me it was okay and shoo me away.
I really didn’t mean to do it, but sometimes when I laugh or sneeze or start crying my bladder gets weak. Sometimes only a little comes out and sometimes all of it comes out. Honestly, I should have been wearing some sort of padding or even an adult diaper, but Johnny only allowed aprons.
I also started to get stretch marks on my belly, but that was expected, especially when your belly grows so much, as mine has. Still, though they might have been the reason I started crying and peed on the floor… more than once…
I’ll admit though, when it didn’t make me feel ugly, I was kind of proud to have them. I had such a large healthy baby inside me which meant I was doing a good job caring for it and that maybe I’d be a good mother.
Month number nine. The last month of my pregnancy. I was so large and heavy, sore all over especially my breasts which were filled with milk and five cup sizes larger than when I first got into this body.
Doing anything was incredibly hard and caused me to become winded and have to catch my breath. It became hard to sleep as I was uncomfortable and had to be careful how I lay because of the baby inside me.
I really wasn't allowed to do anything, so I was nothing but a big-titted babymaker and there was nothing I could do about it but accept that was my role. It wasn’t long after that when the day came when my water broke.
Once I told the maid, she brought me to a room that was set up like a hospital delivery room. The maid called the doctor who’d be delivering my baby and an hour later he and several nurses arrived and started to get to work.
It turned out to be one of the most painful things I’ve ever done, there were several moments that made me think that a million dollars wasn't worth all this pain. I mean I was in labor for thirty-four long hours.
I yelled, I cursed, I cried, and I broke several things, but most importantly I pushed a pair of twin girls out of me into the doctor's hands. Yup, it turns out there were two babies growing inside me the whole time.
I suppose I could have asked the doctors at one of my many check-ups but I didn’t think it mattered and I didn't want to get any more attached than I had to. It was a lot of work, but once I had those babies in my arms I knew it was well worth everything I’d gone through this year.
I truly don’t understand why the real Paulina didn’t want to do this herself, or at least be here when they were born. It was truly a miracle and a very special moment that created a deep connection between mother and child.
One that I think I may miss once I leave… After giving birth I was bedridden for about a week. During which I didn’t do much but eat, sleep, and feed the babies. Luckily the maids would take care of changing the babies and bringing them to me and then back to the cribs.
After I was able to move around again the remainder of my last three months were filled with taking care of the newborns. I’d feed them a lot, but somehow with my massive milk-filled breasts they still manage to leave me empty at the end of the day.
I’d change them several times a day, even though the maids insisted I didn’t have to do it, but I figured I might as well in case any future jobs have young kids I need to take care of, might as well learn and get good at it now right?
I’d also play with them and dress them up in tons of cute clothes, of course, they’d throw up all over them after about an hour but I didn’t care they still looked cute and it was worth it. One thing I didn't like, they had different sleep schedules.
So at night, one would be awake while the other slept, so I basically didn't sleep more than an hour the remainder of my time as Paulina. I also went back to sleeping with Johnny, which with the maids could happen at any moment he decides, but honestly, I couldn’t believe how much I missed it.
Something about a cock in my front door was so much better than the back door at least in this body. Now after thirteen months I have officially finished my contract and waited with the tech crew for my body to come walking in.
I was almost wishing my body didn't come back so I could keep this one, at least for a little while longer, but that would also mean these kids didn’t get a mother which I didn't want to happen, but in the end my body came back looking real happy.
It also had several piercings, much longer hair, and a tramp stamp. All of which would be removed once I was back at the main facility. After the swap, Paulina was a little grossed out as she adjusted back to her body, and she didn’t like the milk leaking from her breasts.
I also felt extremely weird in my body, mostly because I was wearing a thong under the shorts I had on, and I had a lot more piercings than were visible to everyone, but I’m sure she’ll get used to how her body is now, I did after all, and my body will be back to normal before long.
I remained at the mansion for a few days to help Paulina adjust and teach her what she was supposed to be doing. I even sat with the babies while Paulina and Johnny hooked up for the first time in a year.
After that, my time here was done. I said goodbye to everyone, and as I shook Paulina’s hand she pulled me in closer and said I better be available again, as she loved my body and wanted to ride in it again.
I gulped and just awkwardly said goodbye. After that, I went to the facility, had my body healed up and restored to its previous form, got paid one million dollars, and put in some time off, which was three months.
I was off to take a much-deserved vacation, maybe to a beach or something. That way I can adjust to my body and have some fun that doesn't involve sex, and hopefully where I can wear as many pieces of clothing as I want. As for my job, I was thinking about leaving it, but I’ll decide what I’ll do about that after my vacation.
Comments
Riley
I just went back and looked. Normally there would be a limit, but he got a special promotion that allowed him to be rented back to back without breaks and take on longer extended orders like this one, so it is possible to rent him out that long. Although it would cost a lot of money. The cost isn't a set amount per month or year. As the duration increases so does the amount. So one year would equal a million, but two years would be three million. So in the end if they wanted thirty years, it would be much more than thirty million, I'd say closer to a billion.
last_of_workers
This is really wonderful.... I don’t even know what else can be said... There are so many emotions in me now that it’s getting scary, but they are all positive. . . Please tell me, is there any restrictions on the maximum rental time in this wonderful institution? It's just that if not, then I think that nothing will stop Paulina from taking from her husband... Let's say... 30 million... And, accordingly, renting a body for as long as 30 years... I doubt that Jordan will strongly object... After all, emotions are behind 3 months of vacation are unlikely to completely disappear... And he clearly likes his twin daughters... Well, later, when he realizes what exactly he did, it will be too late to change anything.... How do you like the idea?
