some good ol' babymaking

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You walk into you're room, and sit down with your "babymaking" beans. Now just how we're you going to make a baby with beans...?

Oh!

You have to... put them up. Yknow, up there.

That had to be the way the beans worked. You open the beans.

Now it was time to put it up there.

You grab a bean and proceed to put it up ur ass.

-timeskip-

Yeah that did not work.

The beans just weren't cooperating. They weren't working like a babymaking bean. 

Now what the fuck were you supposed to do? You were supposed to have a baby but you can't.

Then again... you did have that "babymaking" card...

Time to babymake with Benjamin's brother.

You hit up Clayton.

You call Clayton on ur phone.

Clayton answers, "Hello, you've called the babymaking master in motels, who is this?"

"I need to make a baby." you blurt out.

"Oh!" Clayton sounds surprised. "You actually want to make a baby?"

"Yes. The beans did not work." You answer.

"Gonna be honest, the beans were never going to work." Clayton says.

You are confused. "Why not?"

"Because Benjamin is an innocent bean, I mean only someone like him would believe baby's come from eating beans."

You stood there. "So. You're telling me, I shoved fucking BEANS in my ASS?"

"Yes." Clayton responded. "But they weren't going to work anyway. So..."

"THATS NOT THE POINT I SHOVED FUCKING BEANS IN MY ASS." You yell angrily.

"Calm down!" Clayton says. "I mean look on the bright side, now you have me to make a baby."

You huff still angry. "I mean I guess."

"So.." Clayton says. "Want to meet at a motel, sweetcheeks?" he flirt with you.

You smirk. "Yes I'll be there for the babymaking." you say.

"Alright, bye bb." Clayton made kissing noise.

You felt the urge to poop. You groaned the poop was strong. "I'll see you later then, rock hard abs, and maybe something else in the lower body." you end the call with Clayton.

Then proceed to shit out all of the beans you shoved up you're ass. The beans are all over the floor. You sigh in relief, finally the beans were out of you.

That was a good ass shit.

Anyway time to head to the motel with Clayton.

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