As I waited outside her apartment window, I knew the time was coming. I was perched outside on the fire escape, accessed with help of a friend in a low place. The air smelled of a barnyard, contrasting the usual smell of an urban environment like this one. “You’d think,” I thought to myself,”that a cop that saved the city would be able to afford a better place to live in. Suddenly, as I was lost on my train of thought, I heard it. The click of an unlocking door,
It was time.
There she was, Judy Hopps, the mythic cop, and my true love. She walks into the apartment in shambles, wallpaper peeling, rotting furniture, the whole poor apartment bit. She flicks the light switch, and a fluorescent light flashes on. I recess further away from the window, scared that the light would give me away. She takes off her belt, with her handgun holster on it, and sets it on a battered night stand, then goes to make herself dinner, carrots for one. She takes a drink from a bottle of water next to the microwave, and checks her phone. I can’t see her phone, but I know it reads 10:36, (as does my watch), and has a photo of her parents as her background. through all this she has barely been able to stay awake, she had had an exhausting work day. She fumbles over to the right side of the room, flips the light switch again, and climbs into bed. I had laced that water with restoril, a heavy sleep medicine, so she would be staying there.
I take deep breaths. This was the point of no return. Once I opened this window, I would never be able to take it back. When I had slowed my breath, I set a silent timer on my watch for two hours, until Officer Hopps would be in deep sleep.
I wake. I silently open the window, and climb in side. I lock the apartment door and grab the gun of of the nightstand, along with a full magazine. Insert the magazine. Pull the slide as quietly as I could, which wasn’t that quite, (that’s what the drugs were for.). I waste no time, grabbing her by both of her ears and ripping of the sheets. She instantly wakes up, massive fear in her eyes. She quickly assesses the situation and quickly realizes it is hopeless. I have a loaded gun, and she’s restrained.
I couldn’t hold it anymore. I inserted my throbbing, 7 and ⅜ inches cock into judy’s tight pussy. It stretched significantly, apparently Nick wasn’t packing. The drugs still had her drowsy, she didn’t feel pleasure yet, but she would. Oh, she would. I start thrusting, yet not receding from her gaping vagina, emotions I have waited my whole life to feel flooding through me, it was too much. The only reason I didn’t instantly finish was because I had been conditioning myself for 8 and a half years. Enough time had gone by, she was fully awake. She was so scared. She starts to fight back, but that just makes it better for me.I move my hand to her neck, more leverage. Suddenly, a knock on the door.
It’s fucking Nick Wilde, coming for their mid-night meet up.
I stop dead, making no noise. I move Judy behind where the door would open, She’s invested, Nick is her last hope, he knight in shining armor. she knows what is coming. Nick knocked more to be nice, he has the key. As he opens, I change my aim from Judy’s head to the opening door, almost crushing Judy’s throat so she wouldn’t make a sound.
Nick walks in.
“Judy?” He whispers, trying not to wake up the other tenants. “ Are you in there?” I pull the trigger.
A small dit sounds as the 9mm bullet left the suppressor.
A red mist.
A sad squeak, despite constriction.
A body hits the floor.
I move to the door, kicking Nick’s body out of the way, and relook the door. I snicker, “some sly fox he was.” We can continue. My thrusting gets faster now, I’ve held back, but this is it. My cock is burning with the friction. My entire life leading up to this moment, “FUCK!”, I yell, as I flow Judy’s fertile womb with my seed. The absolute ecstasy of the moment filling my mind with joy. Judy gave up long ago, not surprised by this happy ending. I pull out, every ounce of my cum deep in officer Hopp’s uterus. I take a needle full of sedative and inject it into her arm. Obvously she struggles, but she stops squirming when the new drugs kick in. I put the gun in her hand. when the police arrive, it would look bad on her part. I open the window, and close it behind me, looking at the mess I made. She would live the rest of her life with her 50-ish baby bunnies I gave her. I left, and made for my flight to France, then Germany, then Kazakhstan, living the rest of my life in simple, joyous reflection.
I would literally never stop trying to impregnate Judy. Every day I would wake her up by cumming in her and every night I would cum in her right before going to sleep, which I would do with my dick stuck inside her bunny pussy. I would take some viagra before bed just to maintain my erection so that she'll be ready in the morning when I thrust into her like an animal and slather her in kisses. Part of our wedding vows would have as many children as physically possible. I wouldn't even care if she's already pregnant, I'll fuck her while she's pregnant and she'll get double pregnant. I'll fill her with so much cum every day that she'll look pregnant even when she isn't (which she'll never be after we're married) I would do everything in my power to make Judy as fertile as possible. I'd give her fertility drugs, I'd give her uterus massages, breast massages, I wouldn't let her go 12 hours without at least one spastic orgasm. I'll even bake her home made lactation inducing biscuits to help her get to a point of hyperlactation syndrome so that she'll be seeping out multiple quarts of sweet cream per day. Which I will save and drink just so that I can tell her how delicious it is. I'll make her so fertile that triplets will be the minimum number she's carrying at any given time. Her natural belly shape will be a fucking sphere. I would literally never stop doting on her, I would respond to her every beck and call and I would cum inside her again each time she asks for something. She would be so pregnant all the time that she should literally not be able to stand up straight anymore even after menopause. Her spine would be permanently bent out of shape to accommodate a pregnant belly. Even after she can't get pregnant anymore I would just keep putting more eggs into her. I would clone her purely so that I can put fresh eggs from the clone inside her after she runs out of them. If she doesn't have any eggs I will synthesize them from her DNA. She would have so much progesterone running through her veins at any given time that even the thought of not being pregnant would seem alien to her. Imagine marrying Judy and she tells you she wants a kid and that she'll be fine and she'll keep her Vtuber duties up while pregnant. When she finally gets two lines on her pregnancy test she'll jump and full body hug you crying about how happy she is after trying so hard. Everything is going great for a few months, Judy is glowing and her Vtuber activities are working out and her belly is quite small on her toned body. Now imagine in a few months Judy has to stop her Vtuber activities because her feet hurt and her legs aren't used to holding up her new weight. Her belly extends almost a full foot in-front of her and she's gained nearly 15 kilos. Imagine the look on Judy face when her doctor tells her that she would take a break on her Vtuber activities for a while because she's carrying triplets and the excessive movement is doing more harm than good. Imagine Judy reluctantly smiling at you and promising to stop doing her favonious reps for the sake of preparing to take care of three kids at once. Imagine as the weeks go by and her womb fills up more and as her appetite and weight increase with it. Imagine finding your 7 month pregnant wife Judy raiding the fridge in the dark at 4:00 AM with a guilty look on her face when you find her, like a puppy and that gnawed holes into your pillow. Imagine towering above Judy while she sits on the floor nervously wiping ice cream drips off of her massive belly and mumbling about how the kids made her do it. Imagine helping Judy up and princess carrying her back to bed and having her ask if she can lie on top of you because you're warm. Imagine rubbing Judy's nipples and having her complain about how you might get milk everywhere and how she needs to save it for the kids.
So, you know that rabbit from Zootopia? Yeah, I genuinely don't think that cooch ever ends. It's a black hole that goes on forever, because I've seen yiff where she gets fucked by a dude who has a cock that's almost twice her size, yet she still manages to both stay alive and experience pleasure from what other beings would be a certain death, I don't even think she has any organs other that her genitals, and even then, how does the dick not come out to the other side? It's almost as if the dick enters a wormhole or something like that.
I swear man, that coochie's lovecraftian. It scares me...