Chapter Four - Crazy Bitch

It had been nearly a month since their last sexual encounter - a rough foray into the realm of titty -fucking by the girl she was rapidly starting to think of as her cheerleader under the bleachers after the Titanメs last loss - and nearly two since sheメd snuck into Santanaメs room to wake her with sex. Rachel felt the loss of the intimacy - though not so much the loss of the vauge dirty feeling each encounter left her with as she tried harder and harder to keep Santana's attention - but she also felt almost unbearably tired and occasionally nauseous lately and it didnメt make her feel very up to sex. Which isnメt to say she wasnメt turned on - her body was almost painfully sensitive lately and even her clothes seemed to turn her on sometimes.

Glee would be starting in another nearly forty minutes and - like always - she was the first one there , having free period for her last period of the day on Glee days. It hadnメt taken much convincing to get Mr. Schuester to allow her to use the choir room during the free period to practice and get properly warmed up before Glee. Honestly , after fifteen minutes of Rachel going on - and using elaborate PowerPoint presentations - he would almost agree to anything just to get her to stop.

The end result was she had the room to herself for the entire last period of the day. Now though she was bent over his desk , back to the door , jotting down a change in notation on the piece of music she was working on. She didnメt usually go into his office while using the room , but her breasts were protesting being pressed up against the side of the piano too much to use it as a table. At least she resisted sitting in his chair since she had left her panties behind after they'd gotten soaked during the activities of gym class and her body wasnメt allowing her to stop being aroused as her breasts moved against the slight roughness of her shirt.


Santana rounded the corner leading her into the choir room. She needed to think , she needed a minute to try to understand the feelings that were running through her body. In the month since she last had sex with Rachel , she had begun to feel things. Of course she ignored them - going out of her way to ignore the smaller girl during the day - but she couldnメt stop the replay of their sexual encounters in her head.

She didnメt know how to feel in regards to their encounters. Rachel wanted her dick , she was more than vocal about it; but it also left the other girl with a sense of guilt and self hatred after every session. Santana hated her penis , she hated everything that came with it. She wanted it gone for as long as she could remember , it made her feel things that a girl shouldnメt feel.

She threw down her bag and ran her fingers through her ponytail and then fixed her spanks to better cover her unwanted parts.


Rachel hummed to herself as she worked , dancing almost unconsciously since she knew she was alone. She was trying to keep focused on working on the music , but her mind was insisting on slipping to thoughts of the girl who so often occupied her attention. She smiled softly , her eyes falling closed for a moment as she envisioned the pert breasts and tight muscles of the beautiful girl as sheメd seen them last - nearly two months ago when sheメd removed the cheerleaderメs bra as she slept.

She licked her lips and rubbed her thighs together. It was hard to deny that she was attracted to the entire package that was the sexy girl. Sheメd been attracted before she discovered her secret. The fact that she had that secret had just been a bonus. Rachel had long been aware that she was physically attracted to both men and women - with Santana it was like getting the best of both worlds.

She let her elbows rest on the desk and tapped her pencil against her lips as she thought. She rather regretted that sheメd never get the chance to attempt cunnilingus on a willing partner , but she would rather surrender that then surrender what she had with Santana. She frowned. Whatever it was she had with Santana - it was hard to tell since sheメd been avoiding her lately.

She sighed and turned back to her work , unaware of the door that lead from the choir room into the hall opening or the person walking in. Rubbing her chest with a frown at a brief surge of heartburn she made a note to avoid the spicy vegan burritos for breakfast. It was becoming painfully obvious that her body didnメt care for them.


After a few minutes Santana snapped out of her self pity and looked up a the sound of soft humming. She moved over to the office and raised an eyebrow , slinking closer and leaned against the door frame as she watched Rachel in the office. She smiled softly for a moment watching Rachel then quickly snapped back into her more typical demeanour.

モIs Schue your new fuck buddy?ヤ Santana snapped as she crossed her arms over her chest. モIs that why your bare assed in his office?ヤ

モWhat?ヤ Rachel shot up , spinning around , hands pushing her skirt down before the voice registered , モI... I thought I was alone! Who... Santana?ヤ

There was a slight softness to her voice when she said the other girlメs name. A tiny quirk of her lips hinting at a pleased smile , a warmth in her eyes suggesting that the pleasure hinted at in her expression was because it was Santana. She bit her lip and tried to repress the smile , but it just made the smile seem shyer.

モSo? You never answered my question , hobbit.ヤ Santana stated as she moved closer to Rachel as she moved to the edge of the desk. モAre you getting dick from Schue now? Puck canメt satisfy you , Jesse and Finn are weak and what you abandon riding me?ヤ She asked almost hurt at the thought.

モI... Iメm not...ヤ Rachel looked slightly horrified at the thought , shaking her head as she pressed back into the desk , モYouメre the only one Iメve been with in the last few months , Santana! Mr. Schue has Spanish now and he lets me spend my free period in here so I can practice and warm up before Glee. I... I was just using his desk to work on an arrangement...ヤ

モFrom what Iメve heard ,ヤ Santana said as she moved to pin Rachel against the desk , モIs that youメre quite friendly in the sex department.ヤ She moved her hips slowly as she spoke her semi -hard erection rubbing against Rachelメs thigh as she spoke. モPuck tells me that youメre more than willing to drop to your knees and suck his dick whenever he wants... So tell me , slut , why should I believe that youメre only letting me cum all over your body?ヤ

Rachelメs eyes widened , her jaw dropping , モHe... he said what?ヤ She was off balance and flustered , unable to pull up the sex -toy persona sheメd been using to try and entice Santana. モSantana , I havenメt touched him in more than a purely friendly hug in the last two months! Y -yes , I used to s -suck him to discourage him from vaginal intercourse , but I stopped! I swear , Santana , itメs been months...ヤ

モSo youメre telling me to believe you over my boy?ヤ She asked pushing against her a little harder and stopping when she felt the button of Rachelメs skirt open. モDear god. Are you really that slutty that you wear no panties and leave your skirt unbuttoned or...ヤ She smirked and ran her hands to Rachelメs stomach , モOr is it because you got too fat to close it?ヤ She pulled away , loving the fact that Rachel wasnメt being confident , that she wasnメt being how she normally was during their sex sessions. She was being weak and if there was anything Santana Lopez preyed on was weakness.

モI...I ,ヤ Rachel bit her lip , not knowing what to do and looking a little scared , モIt wasnメt unbuttoned , it just popped... I may have gained a little weight but it certainly doesnメt effect my ability to dress myself. I havenメt even touched Noah!ヤ She felt almost like she wanted to cry - loyalty was one of the few things she felt she could offer , even if whatever she and Santana were doing wasnメt dating , モYou have to believe me... I swear Iメve only been with you...ヤ

モProve it.ヤ Santana said simply as she pushed her special spanks to the side and released her dick so she could stroke it more languidly. モProve to me only I have been inside you , that only Iメve been making you come. That your cunt only stretches for me.ヤ Santana knew she was being irrational , she knew that Puck wasnメt fucking Rachel... but she couldnメt stop the words that were coming out of her mouth.

モBend over.ヤ She demanded as she looked at the desk.

Rachel bit her lip and ducked her head , but nodded , carefully turning to face the desk and leaning over until her elbows and forearms were resting on the cool surface. She shivered at the feeling of her bare ass brushing against Santanaメs erection. モW -what are you going to do?ヤ She couldnメt help the slight tremor in her voice or the way she sounded tiny and uncertain , but she wasnメt entirely certain if it was from trepidation or the arousal building in her at what was happening.

Santana had begin sliding herself up and down Rachelメs wet pussy and ass as she spoke. The darker girl stopped slightly as she heard the waiver in Rachelメs voice. モIメm gonna make you remember who you belong too ,ヤ she whispered softly , her hands moving to the smaller girlメs hips as she slid the tip of her penis into Rachelメs tight channel.

Santana sighed softly as she felt her head become engulfed in warm , wet pussy. She moaned softly and extremely girlishly in Rachelメs ear as she slid her entire length in slowly. モHowメs that?ヤ She asked softly , trying to not hear Rachelメs uncertainty in her ear again as she attempted to get herself off.

The girlish moan in ear and the feel of the swell of Santanaメs breasts pressing into her back as she was filled made her shiver and just increased the sense of arousal flooding her senses , cementing her belief that she was getting turned on by the way the cheerleader straddled the line between male and female. モOh...ヤ her breath hitched , voice catching in her throat as the sensual groan pulled itself from her lips. モIメm yours... only yours , Santana ,ヤ she whispered , unable to keep herself from tightening her muscles around the cheerleaderメs member as it was sheathed inside her.

モGood girl ,ヤ Santana grunted as she began to thrust inside the tight channel. She clutched onto the side of the desk and lost her resolve in partaking in soft sex as she pounded into Rachelメs body. モFuck. So tight.ヤ She moaned resting her forehead on the back of Rachelメs shoulder as she abused the girlメs core with her dick.

Rachel moaned , pressing back into Santana with each thrust , feeling the satisfying slap of her head against her cervix with each thrust , almost to the point of grinding against the edge of the desk with need. モOh God , Iメve missed this ,ヤ she groaned out , biting her lip at the feeling of her sensitive breasts - far too sensitive for her bra that morning , so sheメd forgone it since she was small enough to get away with it occasionally - brushing over her shirt and against her arms , モOnly you inside me , Santana. Only you...ヤ

モGood ,ヤ Santana husked , sneaking her arms up and letting one move to stroke Rachelメs clit and the other to palm the girlメs tits. She took one in her hand and squeezed it roughly as she move her lips up to nip at Rachelメs neck. She knew she was crossing a line , she had never touched a part of Rachelメs body with her mouth before but she couldnメt stop her body. She continued to assault any part of Rachel she could reach with her hands , dick , or mouth.

The nip at her neck , soft lips warm against her skin as strong fingers relieved the almost painful need for pressure on her clit made her moan but the rough squeeze of her breast made her all but scream - barely biting it off into a strangle cry as she jerked back against Santana. Her entire body trembled at the intense sensations flowing from the rough cotton of her shirt being pressed into very tender flesh. Her nipples were achingly hard against Santanaメs hand through the cloth and she nearly sobbed at the firm hold her partner had on her.

Santana began twisting the nipple between her fingers as she continued to pound into her from behind. She pinched the girlメs clit as she continued to roll their hips together , モIメm close.ヤ Santana whispered , her breath coming in gasps as she used all of her energy fucking Rachel. モAre you gonna come?ヤ she asked , switching nipples to tug on as she spoke.

The continued assault on her sensitive breasts was quickly flashing past the line dividing pleasure and pain. It was fairly high for Rachel , but her breasts were overly sensitive right then and the pain was sending white hot jolts through her body. モS -stop... p -please... they hurt ,ヤ she sobbed , モPlease... theyメre tender! They hurt , just... please...ヤ

Santana dropped her hand down to Rachelメs waist and wrapped it around her body as she shivered and continued to thrust into her. Santana groaned and muffled a cry into Rachelメs neck as she gave into her orgasm and thrust one last time as she shot her load deep into the smaller girlメs core. モF -fuck!ヤ She cried out against Rachelメs skin as she convulsed.

As soon as the overwhelming attention to her breasts had stopped , Rachel had been able to get back into what was happening. Her breath came in short pants and tiny cries as Santana pounded her. The arm around her waist was a strange comfort as she ground back into the cheerleaderメs thrusts , relishing the feel of Santanaメs body against her as she was pounded. Her muscles tightened and her arms trembled on the desk , fingers digging into the far side as she tried to keep up right against the weakness in her knees as she tumbled over the edge at the feeling of Santana coming inside of her. モS -santana!ヤ

Unlike every other time theyメd fucked , Santana stayed inside the girl for a few moments as she caught her breath. モFuck.ヤ She whispered a few minutes later as she pulled out of the girl and quickly grabbed a tissue out of the box and began to clean off her soaking wet dick. Santana cleaned herself off and threw away the tissue before tucking herself back in. She spent a long amount of time adjusting and re -adjusting herself until she was satisfied that her extra appendage couldnメt be seen or felt. It was uncomfortable having to tuck herself in after having sex - it was always uncomfortable to have to more or less sit on herself to hide it from the world. She didnメt look up to make eye contact with Rachel until she was done.

Rachel carefully cleaned up with a handful of tissues , watching as Santana adjusted herself until her secret was hidden again. モYouメre beautiful , you know.ヤ It was almost too soft to be heard and she didnメt really look at Santana while she said it , but it was just them and in that moment , she felt like it could be okay to say it. モFar more beautiful than me. I know you donメt really like me and Iメm just a convenient outlet for sexual frustration , but I just wanted you to know that. Youメre beautiful. All of you. The most beautiful girl Iメve ever seen.ヤ

Santana snorted as she pulled her hair back into a ponytail. モIメm not really a girl , as youメre well aware.ヤ She blinked as she said it like it was more than obvious to the girl she was just deeply inside. モItメs... Itメs not that okay?ヤ Santana crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the wall. モIメm not beautiful , Iメm not a girl and Iメm just convenient for you to fuck.ヤ She swallowed , モSince youメre the one who sought me out and outted my secret.ヤ

The smaller girl cocked her head to the side as she carefully shifted to sit on top of the desk - still not wanting to use the chair , モBut you are. Just because you have something extra doesnメt make you not a girl. You obviously consider yourself one , look like one , and live as one , and youメre very truly beautiful , so ,ヤ she shrugged , モyouメre a girl to me. Some girls have to go out and buy a phallus to wear for sexual encounters with other girls , but you get to know what itメs like to be inside your lover like a man would be.ヤ She offered a shy smile , モIメm rather envious , to be honest.ヤ

モI ,ヤ she bit her lip , ducking her head to look at her hands where they were folded in her lap , モI like you , Santana. You donメt have to believe me , but I do and I promise you , I wonメt tell anyone. Besides , what would it do to my reputation if I did? Nothing good and Iメm already nearly at the very bottom of the pecking order in this school. People already assault me on a regular basis and Iメd rather like to not find myself in the hospital when slushies are changed to fists or stones after all.ヤ

モRight because Iメm sure when everyone finds out Im the tranny and youre normal everyone will be attacking you.ヤ Santana huffed as she continued to look at the floor. モLook , people who donメt like you because youメre special... people will hate me because iメm different. Do you think being gay is bad in this fucking town? Try trying to hide a dick under your Cheerio skirt. Iメm fucking lucky my dad is in reproductive health and I donメt have to go to anyone else...ヤ Santana shuffled her feet on the floor as she spoke , the obvious discomfort with her body coming through as she spoke.

Rachel hopped off the desk and cross the room with legs that slightly trembled from what they had just done , carefully reaching out to brush her fingers over Santanaメs arm. モIメm sorry things are hard for you , Santana , but... just another few months and we graduate and you can leave. I promise you that I will never tell anyone your secret. Iメll go to my grave not telling anyone , okay? Youメre amazing and maybe you have a penis , but to me? Youメre 100% girl , okay?ヤ She offered a shy smile , モI was attracted to you before I knew your secret. I know thatメs probably not much of a consolation , but I truly did want you without knowing about it. I just , " she bit her lip , not wanting to destroy the carefully built facade of wanting Santana sexually even if she did want her far more than that , "I wanted you to touch me. Youメre 100% a girl to me , Santana. Always. And I will never tell anyone that you are anything different.ヤ

Santana sniffled slightly and tried to pull herself together as she heard the footsteps coming towards the choir room. モYeah. Okay. Whatever.ヤ Santana stumbled over her words as she tried to sound like she didnメt care. She walked out of the office and over to the chair where she left her bag and plopped down next to it. She searched through her bag as the rest of the glee club started to come into the choir room with a clamor of voices and laughs. Santana looked around and offered a smile and a head nod to Puck and Quinn as they sat down next to her.

モAre you okay?ヤ Quinn whispered as she looked over at her friendメs flushed features and sad eyes , モYou donメt look so good.ヤ

モIメm fine , Q.ヤ Santana lied as she rested her overwhelmed head on the blondeメs shoulder.

Rachel finished straightening up and gathered her music back together , tugging her skirt down a little before heading out into the choir room. Flashing Santana a tiny smile - that she immediately berated herself for as it was probably completely unwanted - she took the seat in the front row in front of the other girl , legs neatly pressed together. If she was quieter than usual for the meeting , she was willing to explain it away as working on a suitable Sectionals set list in her mind - she doubt anyone would ask for more information than that , though if necessary she did have a working list of possible songs - but her mind was occupied with other thoughts.

Namely , what was happening to her body? She was far more sensitive and tired than usual and the random nausea that was starting to make itself known was decidedly unpleasant. She made a mental note to check WebMD when she got home and consider making an appointment with Dr. Canavan for a checkup.


WebMD had delivered an entirely troubling possibility when she entered her symptoms. Rachel had spent the rest of her day fretting before getting in her car and driving to the Walgreenメs in Bluffton to buy several boxes. It wasnメt possible. It just wasnメt.

Yes , they had unprotected sex. But Santana was a girl. Perhaps she had extra parts down below , but everything sheメd read after finding out said that most intersexed individuals were sterile.

Sheメd read the directions almost obsessively on each box , waiting until she really had to go before using the tests - using three different brands and two sticks each in the interest of being as certain as possible. As she found herself huddled over the toilet and peeing on little white sticks , she suddenly felt very grateful for the fact that her fathersメ work kept them overseas for most of the year , she didnメt want them to start treating her differently. Or worse , possibly pushing her towards an option she wasnメt certain she even wanted to consider.

The next ten minutes were terribly anxious. No matter how she watched the clock , the second hand seemed to drag , barely moving from moment to moment. She wasnメt sure what answer she wanted - all she knew was it would change everything if it was the one she was half -afraid it would be. Finally she set the microwave timer and tried to watch TV to distract herself until it was time.

When the timer sounded , she didnメt move for a long moment , just looking over at the bathroom where the sticks were waiting on the counter with trepidation , biting her lip. Eventually she managed to gather herself and climb out of the sofa , crossing the room to the bathroom. She closed her eyes as she fumbled for the first stick.

Licking her lips , she slowly opened them , swallowing harshly at the two pink lines glaring back at her. モThatメs not possible ,ヤ she whispered , dropping it to the counter and grabbing another. Blue plus. モNo!ヤ

Six tests. All positive. She couldnメt really deny it any more. Rachel Barbra Berry was definitely pregnant.

With Santana Lopezメs child.