Renting Out My Body: Paulina Livingston Pt1

After spending three days as a busty woman trapped in a latex suit being pleasured nonstop by a dildo inside me I was super glad to be back in my body enjoying a few days to myself. Honestly, I can’t even remember the last time I was in it without being shoved off to another job.

I’m going to make the most of it, you never know when the next job is going to… Oh no, that's my phone. I got up and grabbed it to see a message from my boss. Apparently, I’ve been offered an extra special job, one where I’ll make… ONE MILLION DOLLARS!

That can’t be right, there's no way. I called my boss and asked him about it. He couldn't tell me any details about the job until I’d agreed to it, but he did say the clients were very rich and were interested in me.

Whatever the job was, it was likely for a long period, perhaps a month, and it was likely going to be really tough, but damn is a million dollars hard to give up on. So I agreed to take the job. No matter what it was, the money would mean I wouldn't have to work again for a long time.

About ten minutes after accepting it I was given a location to meet the tech crew for the swap. So I drove there, which took about three houses and when I arrived it wasn’t all too surprising to see a giant mansion.

I parked my car next to the tech van and met up with one of the crew. Normally we do everything in the van, but apparently, they set up inside already and he was waiting at the gate to lead me inside. So we hit the button on the speaker and the gate opened.

Once inside I was, I met up with the rest of the tech crew, and an older man and his wife who was a big-breasted redhead. Memories of my last job came flooding in and I had some sort of phantom pleasure sensation going on when I had a vagina with a dildo in it.

The tech crew got me in the swapping device and secured me in place, then called over for the person I was swapping with. I have to be honest I wasn’t super excited about being an old man, but it was a lot better than being another big tired woman.

Then they waved over the person I was swapping with and low and behold it was the big-titted red-headed woman. Now I was really confused. I kind of thought the old man wanted to use my young body to have fun with his young wife for a while, but I’m swapping with the wife.

After the swap, I was looking down at myself when I realized this woman was only wearing an apron, no panties or bra. I was handed the papers that tell me all about the job and I began to read over them.

It seems I’m in the body of Paulina Livingston. She’s twenty-eight, married to Johnny Livingston who’s fifty-nine. She’s a former maid of the mansion, who’s now a stay-at-home wife. It seems there are some requirements that come with this job.

One requires mandatory sex with Johnny every day, and another says I’m not allowed to wear anything but aprons while in Paulina’s body, then the final one states… I have to get pregnant, carry the baby to term and give birth.

What the hell? That would take at least nine months, how long is this job? I flip through a few pages and see that time frame. It says I’ll be in this body for nine months of pregnancy and three months of aftercare, so basically the longer it takes me to get pregnant the longer I’ll be like this.

Paulina in my body told me to have fun as she kissed Johnny on the cheek and took his credit cards to go on a year-long trip around the world leaving me and her husband to get busy making a baby. I gulped as he took my hand and led me upstairs to his large bed.

He popped a couple of boner pills and as soon as they started working, he ripped my apron off and pushed me onto the bed. He grabbed my legs and pulled them apart and dangled his cock above my vagina and asked me if I was ready.

As much as I hate admitting it, I was kind of excited. I guess I somewhat enjoyed having sex as a woman, and I’d never been pregnant, never mind being the one to conserve it and carry it to birth, so I was completely scared and curious.

So I nodded and told him I was ready, not that I had much of a choice. I already accepted the job and swapped, and my body wasn’t likely coming back anytime soon. I felt his cock slide into me slowly until I had what I guess was six inches inside me.

My face was burning, probably from my embarrassment and I was starting to breathe heavily as I kept myself from moaning. Johny began to thrust into me, but it was pretty slow, and as it felt semi pleasurable it wasn’t anywhere near what I or this body wanted.

It took about a half hour of him slowly fucking me before he started to pick up speed. Then things got really hot and intense. He flipped me over onto my hands and knees and grabbed my hair as he began to really fuck me.

I felt my nipples get stiff as my breasts started clapping. As the sex got more intense I started to really enjoy it. My hair was tightly pulled on, having his dick deep inside me and the thought of him filling me up was driving me nuts.

After my first orgasm, he got even rougher and faster and I was no longer able to hold my moans back, or my desire for more. Thanks to the pills he took, Johny was able to fuck me for hours and give me quite a bit of his cum.

Afterward, he cleaned himself off and tossed me my apron. I was sore and dripping cum, but he didn’t care. He was now hungry and demanded I go to the kitchen and fix him dinner and a stiff drink, then bring it to his lounge.

I don’t mind being a servant, after all, I was a man and that was quite enjoyable, but this is different. It feels like I’m nothing but a sexy showpiece. I wonder if that’s why the real Paulina had no interest in being the one to carry his baby.

After that day I’d wake up every day, prepare Johny breakfast, bring it to him, and get fucked for an hour, then head off to clean up some rooms, make Johny lunch, once again get fucked, do either laundry or some other chores before making him dinner and getting fucked again.

After the first month, this body didn’t go through a period, so I took a pregnancy test and it was positive. A month of being filled with cum daily worked, I was now pregnant and carrying a baby inside me.

I was incredibly nervous about the whole thing, but kind of excited. I’ve spent so much time as a different woman, but this was the peak of it all, carrying a baby and being a mother, even if it was temporary, was a thrilling new experience for me.

I ended up going to a doctor the following day and getting my first ultrasound which really didn’t show anything since I was only about a week in, but they confirmed I was pregnant which meant my official countdown had started, only twelve months to go.

The first month nothing really changed, I was still having sex with Johny every day because he preferred it, and I was still running around the mansion wearing nothing but an apron and doing all the maid work.

By the second month though, things started to change and the effects of pregnancy were starting to kick in. My breasts were always aching and sore, and I spent way too much time rubbing them to try and relieve it which only ended up making me horny.

I got tired easily and had to take more breaks throughout the day, especially after intense sex with Johny. I had to pee a lot. Before I’d go every three or four hours, but now it’s every thirty minutes to an hour or I’ll start to leak.

I had heartburn every so often and I was throwing up a lot, which wasn’t all that fun, especially since Johny insists the best way to get the taste of throw-up out of my mouth is with a blowjob. To be fair it does work, but then I’m stuck with the taste of cum, which I’m not sure is all that better.

Most of the effects from the second month carried over into the third but got worse. On top of that, my breasts started to get larger, I think I’m half a cup larger than I was last month, and at this rate, I’m scared at how big these things are going to get.

My nipples also started to get larger and longer, and strangely darker. I had no idea that was something that could happen, but I’ve never been pregnant before so everything that happens is new to me, and I’m sure there will be a lot more to discover in the next six months of pregnancy and the three months I’ll spend with the baby after that.