You may see thick, bbw, heavy, fat. I see a fertile woman whose curves and body cries out to be filled with children. Whose wide hips and thick thighs will carry twins or triplets with ease. Whose large breasts will fill with amble milk to suckle our growing brood. Whose sensual softness I can sink myself into over and over, filling her with my seed, knowing that soon her womb will grow with my children.
She lay on her back for you, legs spread and pussy pressed forward. Her breasts bounced with every fuck as your cock hit her cervix. Bent in two, she wanted you pushing her limits, stretching her out on your length. But she didn’t know how fertile you were. Seven months down the line she knew. Eighty pounds, breasts doubling in size and resting on the mound of her womb that your son grew inside. Her body growing and stretching, she couldn’t help herself and her hands went to her cunt at every private moment. Perpetually wet, stretched and aching, just constantly begging for release.
How much cum did she need? How much of your seed did she need to grow those triplets of yours in her swollen womb? Hedging her bets, she would massage your cock for hours a day, relishing every time she felt you pump and throb as you shot into her. Hardly five months later she could barely fit in your shower, her belly bulging with stretch marks and taut skin. Every time she looks in the mirror now, she worries about where her body will grow from here.
Sorry for to disappear. But I’m on vacation and preparing my change for another district in my city.
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