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“Ruth’s Big Baby”
By Homer Vargas
vargas111@yahoo.com

[This is inspired by “Jill’s New Baby” by Pshadme.]

Robert’s eyes were almost closed but still he 
struggled, hanging on to that last sliver of 
consciousness like a shipwrecked sailor clinging to a 
bit of flotsam. But she was making it hard, almost 
impossible to stay awake. The vision of the large soft 
breasts that first ensnared him now danced inside his 
drooping eyelids. Her musky perfume filled his 
nostrils, tranquilizing him when he should be 
terrified. Her voice was cooing and inviting, promising 
him repose … and relief. He could no longer push away 
the soft hand on his cock, massaging him, stroking him, 
making him want to come so bad. Still he resisted. He 
knew, somehow, that as long as he did not orgasm he was 
not lost. That was her teasing almost irresistibly 
tempting offer: let her make him come, give in to her 
touch; give in to the terrible sweet drowsiness that 
would melt his will into hers.

How did this happen? How could he have blundered from a 
difficult relation with his pushy girlfriend into this 
nightmare? If he had only known that Dr. Ruth was not 
just a psychologist, but a hypnotist! He had always 
feared hypnosis, sensing in his depths perhaps, that he 
was vulnerable, especially to a woman. That was his 
problem with Debra; he could never stand up to her. He 
made good money but her constant demands for expensive 
gifts kept him nearly broke. He suspected she knew 
about the trust fund that would vest when he was twenty 
five and had plans for him to make her pregnant so he 
would have to marry her. He knew he should extricate 
himself from her clutches before she sucked him into 
the mistake of a lifetime, but never quite could.

That’s when he decided he needed psychological 
counseling to give himself enough backbone to send 
Debra packing before she triumphantly presented him 
with her bulging tummy. He had been taken aback by a 
woman with a figure and stature like Dr. Ruth, who 
greeted him in an erotic parody of medical garb and 
heels that made her still more imposing. But she had 
seemed so sympathetic, so motherly as she ushered him 
into the dimly lit office and had him sit down in such 
a way he could almost see up her smock. He was 
embarrassed to find himself constantly losing his train 
of thought, distracted by her large breasts and the 
flash of thigh flesh as she crossed and re-crossed her 
long, stockinged legs.

She let him talk about his weakness, how Debra made him 
do things, asking to describe the techniques Debra used 
to manipulate him. Before he knew it, she was 
paraphrasing his story back to him, explaining to him 
how weak he was, how vulnerable to domination by a 
woman, especially a woman with large breasts like 
Debra’s. It was so unfair of Debra, making him stare at 
her breasts until he was so horny she could do anything 
she wanted with him. Debra knew that he could not keep 
his eyes off a pair of large, bouncy breasts when she 
unbuttoned her top, that he would stare at her breasts 
and listen to her voice until he was floating, feeling 
dreamy and sleepy, his mind open to her commands.

Only at the last moment did he realize what was going 
on: Ruth was hypnotizing him. But by then he was at a 
disadvantage. He did not know when or how she had 
pushed down his trousers and had a hand between his 
legs, doing wonderful things to him as she spoke. He 
fought her intrusion into his mind with all his waning 
strength. But a delicious weakness was flowing into his 
body and brain, borne on her fingers and lilting words. 
But he was still holding out. He had to hold out!

Then he felt it: the exquisite, insidious pleasure had 
loosened his mental grip just momentarily. That was 
enough. A tremble, a slight rictus and the reflex 
began, quickly gathering strength. She felt it too, 
too, and stroked him slightly faster. “That’s it Bobby! 
You’re going to come … so good. You’re going to let me 
make you come. Don’t fight it, Bobby. Poor, sleepy 
baby. You know you want to come … so bad. Come for ME 
Sweetie. Come and sleep. Come … to sleep. Come … to 
sleep. Come, Bobby!”

It was over. At her final command, Robert felt the 
orgasm well up and wash away his last grip on his 
senses. He did not explode; her manipulation of his sex 
had been too gentle. He overflowed, helplessly, 
embarrassingly if he could have felt embarrassment. He 
did not spurt; come dribbled and oozed into her hand 
from his softening prick. Not a little, for she had 
been stimulating him too well and too long. On and on, 
she encouraged, one gooey dollop after another trickled 
into the hand that continued to slide up and down his 
deflating penis, milking him, draining him. “Such a 
good boy, Bobby. Such a lot of nice cum for Ruthie, all 
your cum. Empty. Sated. Now Ruthie’s baby can go to 
sleep. Sleep. Sleep, Bobby. Sleep for me.” As the light 
of consciousness faded, the last word the young man 
heard were, “Goodnight … baby.”

*****

The next words Robert heard seemed to come much later. 
Light streamed in a window with frilly curtains. Robert 
felt warm and safe and snuggled up to the large, soft, 
feminine body that held him close. “Oh, is my sleepy 
baby awake?” Robert felt a hand between his legs. “Oh, 
I think so,” the voice chuckled. Such a good boy, 
always ready to make Mommy happy.”


Robert naturally did not wonder where he was or how he 
got here. He was with Mommy Ruth and he was happy that 
he had made his Mommy happy.

“I believe Bobby is ready to make Mommy happy again. 
Would you like to do that, Bobby?”

“Yes, Mommy.”

“Does Mommy’s baby want to make Mommy really, REALLY 
happy?”

“Oh yes, Mommy. How?”

Ruth smiled. “You know how Mommy likes you to kiss her 
boom-booms.” Where had he dredged up that infantilism 
for her breasts, she wondered.

“Yes, Mommy. I like top kiss your boom-booms.”

“I know you do, darling. Well you can kiss Mommy other 
places to make Mommy feel good, Sweetie,” she smiled 
adding a little mystery to her voice.

“Where, Mommy?” Ruth’s answer was to push his head down 
to her waist. “In your belly button, Mommy?” Robert 
giggled.

“Yes, start there, Baby. Mommy likes that. Oh, yes! 
Just like that.” Ruth was glad that her navel was 
getting reamed by the long hard tongue of a healthy 
young man, even if he thought he was a child. It was 
making her wet again.

“Mommy likes that a lot, Bobby. Now a little lower.” 
She gently pushed again.

“Mommy, you have hair down there!”

“Yes, Baby, I do. That’s Mommy’s ‘pussy.’ Do you like 
it?”

“Oh, yes. I like it Mommy, but it tickles my nose.”

“Just push it aside and keep kissing Mommy. Yes, Oh God 
Yes!” Ruth gasped.

“You smell funny, Mommy.”

“Yes, Sweetie. That’s my special ‘Mommy scent’ because 
I’m really enjoying the way you kiss her down there. Do 
you like my Mommy scent?”

“Uh huh. … Oh, Mommy, you taste good!”

Ruth was in heaven. With little prompting Robert was 
licking the wetness from her pussy lips, then moving, 
teasing and playing with her. His bitch girlfriend had 
apparently trained him to muff munch. Her loss. Ruth 
could feel an orgasm approach and his tongue hadn’t 
even touched … “Yes BABYYYYYY!”

Ruth screamed in ecstasy as the climax hit her. Hard. 
She always came hard when she was well eaten, but she 
seldom squirted as she just felt. This boy was amazing, 
a natural submissive, eager to please. He has just 
tongued her to a shattering climax, lapped up her 
juices, and kept going. She could hardly believe her 
luck. A naïve and soon-to-be-rich, baby-faced stud had 
walked into her office and practically asked her to 
enslave him. She almost laughed aloud watching his 
knees grow week as he stared at her in her mini-smock 
and well-displayed breasts. She made sure he saw a lot 
more of those puppies. He was so ashamed of getting an 
erection as she shot him the beaver while they talked, 
that he paid no attention to her subtle induction. How 
easily she slipped him into a light trance and pulled 
down his pants. Bingo! His cock was already dribbling 
precum. No man had ever been able to resist her once 
she got her hand on his prick.

Oh, the boy had put up a fight -- cute but ineffectual 
efforts that she soothed away with her hand on his sex. 
And when she made him come, he went under deep. She had 
no trouble taking the sex-dazed young man home with her 
for a night of mind-bending sex. In fact, she could not 
resist having him escort her, his arm around her waist 
like a young lover in the thrall of a mature woman -- 
as he was, but in ways passersby could not suspect. 
Conditioning him had been even easier than she 
expected. Because of his amazingly quick recovery, he 
was soon horny again after each bout and ready to be 
fucked into another trance, deeper each time. And this 
perfect treasure with his head between her legs was 
HERS. The possibilities were astounding.

She touched his chin to look into his alert but 
uncomprehending eyes. Robert was startled, but quickly 
saw that Mommy had screamed with pleasure, not pain. 
Pleasure he had given her. He waited happily as Mommy 
panted several minutes before she could speak.

“Such a good baby,” she sighed, still a little out of 
breath from the strong climax. “You make Mommy Ruth 
very happy, Bobby. I’m going to keep you for my baby. 
Do you like that?”

Robert nodded. He had never considered that Mommy would 
NOT keep him. He was relieved.

“You know, Bobby, you are such a good baby Mommy’s 
going to play a game with you. Do you want to play a 
game with Mommy?” she asked, adjusting her breast to 
allow Robert to nurse more comfortably. Ruth had been 
surprised and embarrassed the first time she let a boy 
kiss her breasts and MILK came out. That boy had been a 
bit scared by it, but Ruth soon fond that most men 
loved it. Better, she discovered it seemed to make them 
docile and malleable. She was using her breasts and her 
breast milk to take advantage of men even before she 
learned explicitly how to hypnotize them. She let 
Robert suckle a few drops of the soothing milk before 
continuing.

“You are Mommy’s big baby, right Bobby?

Robert looked up and nodded without removing his lips 
from her nipple.

“And I’m your Mommy.”

Robert nodded again, a little confused by Mommy’s 
questions.

“But you are such a BIG baby that to other people, you 
don’t look like Mommy’s baby at all.” Robert listened, 
trying to understand. “So we are not going to tell them 
you are my baby.”

Robert frowned, but Mommy Ruth kissed his forehead and 
returned his lips to her breasts and let him be happy 
again. “It’s alright, Baby. When you are alone with me, 
your will be my sweet little baby, but when we are with 
other people, Bobby, we are going to pretend you are a 
grown up.”

Ruth chuckled to herself leaving Robert in the dark but 
unconcerned. He was going to be playing a game with 
Mommy, making people think he was a grown up.”

“Yes, Bobby, other people are going to think that you 
are Mommy’s handsome new boyfriend and Mommy’s friends 
are going to be so jealous.”

Ruth laughed in anticipation and Robert did too, 
although in his present state he did not know what 
“jealous” meant. Ruth could hardly wait to show him 
off. Susan, whose balding husband seldom screwed her 
more than once a week, and Janet, whose perpetual 
boyfriend had to be bribed with BJ’s and threatened 
before he would go down on her, would drool when they 
saw Robert. And they would kill to have a prick like 
Robert’s to keep their horny cunts satisfied.

“And there’s another really fun part of the game, 
Baby,” Ruth said, an idea forming in her mind. “I think 
I am going give you a baby brother of sister to play 
with. But you’ll have to take care of him or her. Will 
you do that for Mommy?”

“Oh, yes, Mommy. I will. I promise!”

“Good boy. And do you know what else, Baby? Mommy is 
going to let you HELP Mommy make her new baby. Mommy’s 
new boyfriend is going to make her pregnant,” Ruth 
added squeezing Robert half-hard cock

“Really, Mommy? Can I do that, Mommy?” Robert asked 
excitedly, not knowing about “pregnant,” but willing to 
help Mommy make a baby.”

“Oh, Baby, can you!” Ruth replied with a rather un-
motherly growl that Robert did not pick up on. “You may 
have, already!” she muttered under her breath, running 
a hand into her soppy pussy where the remains of 
several shots of Robert’s thick cum were still leaking 
out. She had hit the jackpot with this one!

“How, Mommy?”

“Oh, don’t worry, Baby. Mommy will show you exactly 
how. It’ll be so much fun for Baby – and for Mommy!”

“OK, Mommy. What do I do?”

“Oh, you don’t have to do anything, Baby. Mommy will 
take care of everything,” she cooed and began to 
massage Robert’s prick more vigorously. “Do you like 
that, Baby?”

“Oh, yes, Mommy. It feels good. What are you doing?”

“I’m playing with your ‘thingie,’ Bobby. You’re a big 
boy and a big boy likes to have his Mommy play with his 
thingie, don’t you?”

“Oh, yes, Mommy!”

“I know you do baby. And Mommy likes it too. Mommies 
love to play with thingies like my Bobby’s. We like to 
make thingies feel really good so they will get really 
big. Do you know why, Baby?”

“’Cause you love me, Mommy?” Robert asked hopefully.

“Oh, yes, Baby. Mommy does love her big baby." "And his 
horse cock," she thought. Even though she had spent the 
night fucking him, Ruth was getting excited again as 
she saw Robert’s penis growing longer and rounder. He 
was amazingly well hung for such an otherwise small 
man, long and thick the way she liked them. 
Involuntarily she licked her lips. She was tempted to 
take him in her mouth right there. She had enjoyed his 
smooth, tasty cock the night before, but had discovered 
he had little control when his penis was surrounded by 
a warm, sucking, feminine mouth. She wouldn’t mind 
another mouthful of his cum, but she had bigger plans 
for this load of sperm. She felt her pussy juicing up.

“But that’s not the only reason, Baby. When I make your 
thingie big and stiff, it is going to help Mommy make a 
baby.”

“Really Mommy? How?”

“By going inside of Mommy.”

“How can my thingie go inside you, Mommy?

“Here, I’ll show you, Baby.” She guided his hand 
between her legs.

“You’re wet down there, Mommy,” Robert giggled. “Did 
you go pee pee?”

“No, sweetheart, Mommy didn’t ‘go pee pee.’ Mommy is 
wet because she is excited that your stiff thingie is 
going to get inside her to make a baby. Feel here." She 
drew his fingers to her pussy lips and pushed.

"Mommy! You've got a hole in your tummy!" Robert 
exclaimed. By instinct or forgotten experience with his 
girlfriend Robert began sawing his fingers in and out 
of Ruth's flowing pussy. The pleasure was so intense 
she could hardly breathe.

"Yes, Oh yes, Bobby. Mommy's got a hole. And that's 
where you're thingie goes, right in that hole to make a 
baby with Mommy.”

“Here, Mommy?”

At that moment Robert’s fingers touched her clit. This, 
plus the knowledge that the young man’s fire-hose cock 
would soon be shooting her fertile womb full of baby-
making jism, caused Ruth to explode in orgasm. “Yes, 
Baby! Make Mommy come. Make Mommy come, come so good, 
oh yes, yes, Baby,” Ruth babbled almost incoherently as 
the climax swept over her.

“That was so fucking good! Damn! I want it! Give me 
that cock! I’ve gotta have that fucker in me now. Oh 
shit!” Ruth raved as she scrambled on top of Robert. 
The role as Robert’s “Mommy” was forgotten as the sex-
crazed woman squatted to position her pussy over the 
upright pole of the prone young man and hurriedly 
crammed it into her overheated box. “Yes! Oh yes!” she 
gasped.

“Mommy, Mommy! What are your doing?” Robert cried, his 
juvenilized mind alarmed by Mommy’s erratic behavior.

Robert’s anguished words and the relief of feeing the 
large prick at last slide deep into her pleasure palace 
brought Ruth back to whom she was supposed to be. 
“S’OK, Baby! Mommy’s just letting Baby make her feel 
really good, sweetheart,” Ruth gasped. “Soooo good! 
Such a good Baby!” Slowly she began riding him.

Robert relaxed, reassured that Mommy was happy and 
soothed by the delightful friction of her slippery 
pussy sliding up and down on his “thingie.” 
Instinctively he began to thrust up on her down 
strokes.

“That’s it baby. Help Mommy. Do you like it? Do you 
like helping Mommy make a baby?”

Robert could not remember anything as wonderful as 
having his thingie in this warm, wet hole in Mommy’s 
tummy. Conscious memories of his former girlfriend had 
been erased and he had been less than conscious during 
the repeated fuck sessions the night before that had 
molded him to Ruth’s lustful will. “Oh, yes, Mommy. I 
like making a baby with YOU!”

“That’s good, sweetheart.” “Good? It’s fucking great!” 
Ruth grunted to herself, “having that ax handle of a 
cock in me.” “You’re doing it just right, Honey, 
putting a baby in Mommy’s tummy!”

“In your -- uhh -- tummy -- uhh -- Mommy?” Robert asked 
between thrusts as the large woman threw herself down 
on him, grinding her pussy against his groin with more 
and more urgency, almost knocking the wind out of the 
slight young man.

“Yes, Bobby. A baby. A baby that will make Mommy’s 
tummy get sooooo big! Is that what you want, Bobby?”

“Oh, yes -- uhh -- Mommy. You’ll be -- uhh -- real 
pretty -- uhh -- with a big -- tummy.”

Ruth suppressed a chuckle. She had reduced Robert’s 
conscious mind to that of a 4 year old, but he still 
thought like a man! “And what about Mommy’s boom booms, 
Bobby? Mommy’s boom-booms are going to get really big. 
Will you like that?”

“Sure, Mommy-- uhh -- I like you -- uhh -- with big, 
big -- uhh – boom-booms!” Ruth laughed aloud this time. 
Robert wasn’t thinking like a man, she realized; men 
just thought like 4-year old boys.

“Are you sure, Bobby? Mommy’s boom-booms are going to 
get full of milk for our baby. You may have to help the 
new baby and drink some of Mommy’s milk. Do you want to 
do that, Bobby? Suck lots of milk out of Mommy’s big, 
hard boom-booms?”

“Yes, Mommy! Oh Mommy! Mommy!”

Ruth wasn’t surprised that thinking about drinking her 
tittie milk had done it. She felt him tremble, his 
breath stop. He was about to come. “Do it, Baby! Just 
let go. Give Mommy your baby juice. Make Mommy’s tummy 
and boom boom’s big, Honey. Let your thingie put a baby 
in Mommy. Let…”

“Agggggghhhgh!” Robert’s bucking roar interrupted her 
and Ruth felt the familiar warmth slam into her. Again. 
And again! More than last night.

“Yessssssss!” Ruth’s own orgasm caught her off guard. 
Her pussy clamped down on Robert’s jism-spewing prick 
and for a few seconds the ecstasy made her loose 
consciousness.

When Ruth came to her self she had collapsed on the 
young man, almost suffocating him with her breasts. She 
saw that Robert was beyond bliss: his eyes closed, his 
breathing slow. His mind was open, drugged by sleepy 
pleasure: hers to do with as she pleased, to fill with 
her thoughts, her desires, her feelings.

But not now. A pussy full of warm thick cum, a still-
hard dick plugging her up, holding in a lake of baby-
making seed, and the afterglow of the mind-blowing 
orgasm took their toll on Ruth, too. She was sleepy. 
There was nothing that needed doing that couldn’t wait. 
Robert was already totally hers and she could continue 
to deepen his conditioning later. Moreover, she had the 
feeling she had just gotten her wish. She would 
continue making sure the young man kept her pussy awash 
in his potent sperm, but the strength of that last 
climax told her this was the load that had had done 
her. Even now one of her eggs would be selecting the 
fastest, strongest sperm to invite in. Mommy was going 
to have a baby! Ruth sighed happily and repositioned 
Robert’s mouth on her breast. As her nipple found his 
lips he began to nurse mindlessly as she intended. 
Lulled by his gentle sucking, the well-fucked woman 
drifted off, joining her handsome slave in sex-sated 
slumber.

To be continued?
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