The Surrogate (A Michael Jackson Fanfiction)

Downward Spirals

Downward Spirals

Nina Sofia Chambers:

I ended the conversation with Marcus as fast as I could telling him I'd explain later. I slipped back into the studio and witnessed Michael singing his heart out in the studio. He had his eyes closed the whole time he probably never even noticed I stepped out. The girls moved around responding to their daddy's voice. When he was done he walked out of the booth shyly, biting his lip. I wondered how he managed to perform in front of hundreds of thousands of people being as shy as he was sometimes. After hanging out in the studio for a while, his company left and Michael took Maddox off to play. I suddenly felt a little bit of regret that I had so boldly put myself out there to the media. Staying cooped up in this mansion day in and day out was hard on a person. I can see why Michael would rather stay busying doing all the things he does for children and performing... I just wanted to hop in the car and go to the mall or something.

The next few days were a drag and then finally it was time to go back to the doctor. I was seven months pregnant now. I'd gained 33 pounds! The nurse assured me that was normal for carrying twins, but oh my God! My breasts were starting to get outrageously large and my hips were so wide. I couldn't even walk like a normal person anymore; I had to waddle around like a penguin. When I entered the examination room after completing all the other trials, Michael was standing up staring at a picture on the wall. We left Maddox back at the ranch with Michael's housekeeper. When I closed the door behind me he turned to me and smiled.

"Drop those panties, girl." He bit his lip and gave me a sexy smile before bursting into a fit of childlike laughter.

I rolled my eyes at him and motioned for him to turn around. I was wearing a pair of jeans with a maternity wrap around them and a grey sweater. Michael was dressed sharp as always as if he was expecting to see someone important here.

"Baby, you're mine now. Lemme see." He gave me a toothy grin and laughed again. "C'mon."

I gave him a naughty smile and began to slowly pull down my pants in front of him. His laughter faded and I saw him start to get nervous as he swallowed hard and took a deep breath. Next were my underwear. I slipped them off and turned around bending slowly over right in front of him to pick up the blanket I covered my bottom half with. Before I was fully upright, Michael crossed the distance between us and reached between my legs from behind me. He massaged me there roughly and brought his lips to my neck. "Think I can make you cum before the Dr. gets here?" he whispered in my ear before nibbling at it. At this point I wouldn't doubt it.

"Stop!" I hissed, but I couldn't stop him. He removed his hand from the back and reached around to the front. He pressed his groin against my backside and I could feel his hard erection pressing into my rear. Michael's fingers were fast and he knew exactly what he was doing. I could feel my orgasm building and building until...

We heard a knock at the door. Michael pushed himself away from me snickering like a bratty child.

Michael Jackson:

I grinned at her before saying. "Yes, come in!" She scrambled up the examination table and threw the blanket over her lap. Her hands were trembling. She was giving me one hell of a death glare, but that didn't stop me from giggle behind Dr. Saran's back as he walked over and greeted her.

"Hi, how are you today, Ms Chambers? Or should I say soon to be Mrs Jackson." He laughed heartily and I laughed right along with him.

Nina showed a fake smile and gave an even faker laugh. I can tell the difference in her eyes.