Baby Crush

by JayDeviant

Copyright© 2017 by JayDeviant

Sex Story: A young pregnant woman goes to get an illegal abortion in the bad part of town... but then discovers that the doctor and his sexy nurse have other plans!

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Coercion   Heterosexual   Fiction   Sadistic   Snuff   Doctor/Nurse   .

Her name was Melody Garcia and she was young - only 17 – and had never taken the bus before by herself, let alone to the bad part of town. She tried her hardest not to let people see that she was crying.

When the bus finally came to her stop, she gathered her few things together and waddled off. It would all be over soon. It would all be over soon ... she kept telling herself. An hour from now, she’d be back on the bus, headed toward home, and it would be like the whole thing had never happened.

She had scrawled the address on a scrap of paper, stuffed in her pants pocket. She shivered as she walked through the diseased and broken streets. Sirens wailed in the distance. She finally came to the storefront ... looked like it had been a convenience store at one time. There were still shelves, with stray cans of tuna and tomato paste here and there. Halogen buzzed and flickered.

In the middle of the store sat a woman with a pale face. “May I help you?”

“Y-yes, I’m here to see Dr. D-Devon,” Melody stuttered.

“Dr. Devon?” The woman smiled. “I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

The password, the password ... Melody closed her eyes and recited, “Cherry blossoms.”

The smile vanished from the woman’s face. She pulled out a clipboard. “Sign at the bottom, Ms. Garcia,” she instructed.

Trembling, Melody did as she was told.

“The doctor will see you now.”

The stock room was gray and cold. There was a table in the center of it. An old man wearing leaned against a walk-in freezer, sucking on a cigar. “Hi-ya,” he said, then coughed violently. “You’re Melody Garcia?”



“Ch-cherry Blossoms.”

He nodded. “How old are you?”


He nodded. “Good ... that’s good. Hop up on the table, Ms. Garcia.”

Mutley, she nodded, did as she was told.

The doctor took out a walkie-talkie. “Send them in.”

A door opened, and in walked around a dozen men. Many of them were wearing long trench coats, hats pulled down low.

Melody panicked ... was she about to be arrested? Was this some elaborate sting operation?

“Gentlemen, please say Hello to Ms. Melody Garcia. Melody is 17 years old and nearly 9 months pregnant.”

There was a murmur of excitement amongst the men.

“Wait ... what is this? What’s going on?” said Melody. “Who are these men?!”

“How do you think we’re able to stay in business and offer late-term abortions free of charge? Now sit down and shut up!” the doctor yelled at her. “And take off your fucking pants!”

He pulled out a rusted drawer and pulled out a sharp knife. “Miss Honeywell, the patient is ready for you now!”

There was a pause. No one moved or spoke. Then there was the sound ... the clomp, clomp of women’s heels. Then another door opened and in walked the most beautiful woman Melody had ever seen. She was tall, thin and voluptuous. She had long, golden hair, and red lips, and eyes which seemed a bit misty. She wore a white nurse’s cap, and a skin tight nurses’ uniform, which showed plenty of cleavage, and ended almost right beneath her ass. And then there were those heels she wore ... Blood red.

The woman smiled and waved at the men, who were now clearly playing with themselves under their jackets. “Well, hello boys!” she called out in a broad Southern accent. “Thank ya so much for comin’ out tonight! Ah’m so excited!” She bounced up and down to show her excitement, and her boobs jiggled. “Did y’all remembuh to draw a number?”

The men nodded, there were murmurs of assent.

“Goodie!” She bounced up and down again. “Now lessee, who do we have here?” She walked over to where Melody was laying down. “My, you’re a fat cow, aren’t you?” she giggled.

“What... ? What is this... ?” Melody struggled, but just then the doctor had come over and tightened her straps.

“You musta been raped in the dark, poor dahlin, I can’t imagine any man would want you if he saw how ugly you were! Ha ha ha! Ah’m just jokin around with you!”


But the doctor had already injected her with the syringe, and her speech began to slur.

“All right,” said Miss Honeywell to the doctor. “Let’s cut this cow and kill the calf!”

“You got it,” he said, pulling out a particularly long and sharp knife.

Miss Honeywell turned to the men in the audience. “That’s right! We’re going to pull the calf right out of this heifer! And then do you know what I’m going to do then?” She smiled and lifted her leg, showing off her bright red heels. She put the heel to the floor and it made a loud reverberating thud. Then she scraped it along the floor slowly.

The men shivered in delight.

Miss Honeywell giggled as she put on her long, latex gloves and snapped them tight.

And so the doctor proceeded to cut Melody open. It was a bloody affair. He used several tools, each more deadly than the last.

Eventually, the baby was pulled out of Melody, screaming and crying and quite alive ... It’s cries reverberated throughout the stockroom.

“I’ll take that, thank ya very much!” Miss Honeywell cradled the bloody newborn and brought it around to show to all the men. “Look at that!” she said. “It’s a baby boy! What a handsome young lad, ain’t he, though?”

Meanwhile, the doctor had produced some smelling salts, and Melody woke up. “What? My baby?!” she gasped. “He’s alive? I thought you were going to give me an abortion!”

Miss Honeywell smiled. “Would you like to hold your baby, Ms. Garcia?”

Tears stained her face. “I ... I guess ... I...”


Miss Honeywell let go of the baby and let it fall to the dirty floor.

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