*ding*
My phone dinged, indicating I received a message. It was my mates. They asked me to come down to the basement, and my breath hitched when they asked me to wear the dress they left on the bed in the basement and wait for them to get home.
Aroused, and excited to get the d**k (which I haven't received in months because my mates thought they would hurt me, despite me begging them to ravage me), I bounced out of my room, careful not to catch anyone's attention, and made my way to the basement.
The dress they prepared for me was a gown with off-shoulder sleeves, and a slit that started from my underboobs down to the length of the dress. It showcased my pregnant belly while the neckline of the dress was deep enough to expose half of my breasts. There wasn't anything to wear underneat
