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of experience by the time the baby's born."
    Chase ignored that, started squirming, grimacing. "I gotta piss." His lips curled in agony. "I can't remember the last time I went. My fucking bladder's gonna explode."
    I chortled, delighted. And there was no way in hell I'd let him use the bathroom.
    Had to be another way. I glanced at the can of soda in my hand.
    Wide-eyed, Chase gave an incredulous look. "No way. I'm not pissing in—in that goddamn thing."
    "Then I guess your goddamn bladder's going to explode." I sweetly smiled.
    "Okay, fine." He cleared his throat, his eyes glittering with fury. "You do it. Unzip me and stick my cock next to the opening. I fucking guarantee it won't work too well. And if you so much as cut or nick my dick with the metal, I swear to god—"
    "I'd love to cut it off and stick it inside this can, Chase dear, but I won't. Not yet." I leaned over, unzipped his fly.
    " Bitch ."
    "Shut up."
    Absolutely reveling in his discomfort, I carelessly pilfered and manhandled his penis (weird seeing it flaccid, not massive and hard like in the beginning of our wondrous, fulfilling relationship).
    Then again, the shaft appeared bloated due to his intense urge to piss.
    Whatever. He just better not piss on me.
    A gasp eluded him as I held his dick scant centimeters from the glistening rim of the Coke. 
    Oh my God, it's getting hard! You disgusting filthy creature!
    Grimacing, I knelt part-way to align the metal hole with his dick head so his pee wouldn't miss. Easier said than done. I guided his semi-hard pecker to the can and he urinated... but much of the amber stream dribbled to the mattress, splattered my forearm.
    "Shit." I shook my arm and pee went flying.
    Ew! My God, if Mom and Dad knew... I took a deep breath and continued this newest indignity.
    "Oh, hell yeah," Chase breathed, relieved, sounding as if he were in the throes of orgasm—until I squeezed his dick. Hard.
    " Ahh —goddammit you bitch!" He bucked the air as if fucking it.
    "Sorry. I thought you were enjoying yourself too much." His piss swished in the soda can as I set it aside.
    I debated on leaving him with his pecker hanging out.
    I didn't. I didn't want to see it, so I tucked in big - little Chase and zipped him. Besides, no punishment would be good enough for him. No lesson tough enough.
    I grabbed the can, halted as waves of nausea crippled me; kept me from going past the door.
    The pregnancy had sharpened my sense of smell, something that Chase's urine didn't help due to its odor of ammonia. I retched, doubled over and almost spilled the can of novelty pop-piss.
    "Don't leave yet. I need to take a shower," he snarled.
    "Chase, I'm really, really tired right now."
    Nausea waning, I straightened without facing him. "I'll sponge-bathe you tomorrow. Alright?" Please don't argue with me.
    "Fine. Just go," he muttered. "Get the fuck out. I'm sick of looking at you."
    I quickly exited before a fainting spell could claim me.
    Before the sting of his remarks could touch me.

10
    I took a wash cloth and scrubbed Chase's lower body, feeling weird while I performed this particular mind-fuck of a chore.
    Never in my wildest dreams.
    "You almost look hot in that short black dress," he said, coming as close to a compliment as he could muster. "Why don't you climb on top? C'mere and ride my dick like you did in the Mustang."
    His half-ass compliments didn't stir me in the slightest.
    Okay. Well maybe they stirred me a little. Maybe .
    Satisfied with his cleanliness, I slid some boxers on him. They belonged to Dad.
    Squick .
    "C'mon, Samantha," he whined, trying to butter me up by using my actual name. "I'm horny. Let's make the best of this situation."
    I rolled my eyes—and an idea struck me.
    It was brilliant!
    Ceasing my chore, I teased him by slowly slipping off my dress. I lowered the straps of my bra and my round firm breasts popped out, showing Chase how well the pregnancy had enhanced them.
    Slight heat warmed my face. Usually I was much