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Milena Velba

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Mia

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Jessie Minx

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You, struggling to even keep pacing the room you’re so pregnant. Hips hurting. Tits painfully engorged and weeping hot milk. Kettle drum of a belly, so heavily swollen it’s stretch marked and red. The weight of the baby pressing down on your core, the head low and in your pelvis. All the pressure bearing down on your poor swollen vagina…. Which is hot and swampy wet as your body prepares to mercifully birth this burden. So drippy and wet you almost feel like the baby could just drop out, while at the same time it feels like he’ll never come. Your whole being swollen and sore, tender to the slightest touch. Hormones rampant while you go from feeling like a fertility goddess to a beached whale. From beautiful and glowing to fat with child… that’s what I mean when I whisper in your ear how I want to make you a mommy…

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Little Black Dress

We are going to get you a little black, stretchy dress when you first start showing with your bump for date nights. Something that shows off all those big womanly curves you have. In between going to labor classes, getting the nursery ready, shopping for you and the baby, I want to take you out on date nights all through the pregnancy.

But you only get to wear that one little black dress.

I'm going to watch as you slowly start filling out in the belly, your tits become huge and heavy, and your hips widening. Going to observe every detail of you in that dress as you grow and swell. Watching your big ass get softer and fatter. You'll go from wearing heels on date nights to comfortable sneakers, to those stupid croc like shoes we will have to buy for you in the third trimester. You'll be huge and barely contained in the dress at the end. So heavy with my baby bearing down in your hips with obscenely engorged breasts ready to pop out at any notice and all you've got to wear is skimpy "fuck me" dress. All eyes on you in the restaurant, waiters and staff worried you'll break your water at any minute, and me acting as though it's just our usual Friday night out. Sitting across from you and telling you that you're glowing and while casual talking about the movie we saw......

Tell me, how would you react?

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Julie took one look at the photo of herself and started crying. She was overdue and done. Absolutely, 100% done. At 41 weeks pregnant, she felt like an aching beached whale. Every part of her was in discomfort. From her shoulders right down to her swollen feet and ankles. She just felt so heavy. Her breasts were heavy. Her thighs felt heavy. Her poor expanded hips felt heavy. And her belly. Most of all her poor belly. What was once a flat tummy she would flaunt was now a fecund orb, heavy with child. She was simply too big. Too big and too pregnant. Overdue and almost painfully swollen.

She sat down on the bed, her huge belly forcing her legs apart as it reached to her inner thighs and near her knees. Her taxed hips twinged in discomfort. She tried to change position but the movement caused the baby to stir. He kicked her hard from inside and began to stir himself, trying to find comfort in her taxed womb. Julie winced in pain and it set her off again with her tears. She cradled her heavy belly and sobbed “Please- mommy needs you out- mommy’s too big…..please….” in response the baby kicked her again and Julie moaned.

Desperate to feel anything besides her discomfort, she spread her legs wider and tried to angle her small hand as best as she could around her hemisphere like belly. She didn’t know if it was the hormones or the ever growing frustration at her swollen condition, she just knew she needed to alleviate herself in any way she could. Her fingers ran through the thicket of hair she had grown between her legs and she found her thick and fatty vulva lips. She spread her lips slightly and ran her fingers up her slit. Her fingers came away sticky and wet. She felt betrayed by her own body. Here she was, miserable and hurting, and she was somehow wet. She always seemed wet the closer it came to having the baby. In her frustration, she plunged two of her fingers back inside of herself as best as she could and tried to massage her swollen pussy.

Julie just wanted to feel good again. Wanted just a moment of relief. She touched her sopping wet sex and thought about the sex she used to have when she was thin and light. How good it had felt riding her husbands cock with his hands on her hips as he thrust in deeper. How amazing she felt when he had her legs over his shoulders and drove into her. She thought about - anything other than being a huge, gravid pregnant mess. She fingered herself harder as if she could coax the baby out that way. She just wanted her body back. To feel light again. to feel beautiful. To feel good……

The baby rolled in her belly and Julie knew it was no use. Even if she could cum, it would be disappointing and small. But she was now aroused and couldn’t hold it back. She pressed both hands against her kettle drum of a belly and cried out in desperation “PLEASE!” She moaned “Please, get out of mommy!” She continued crying as her hand drifted back to her swollen pussy. She couldn’t take it anymore. She needed something more. She was huge. So cumbersome and big. So close to dropping. About to pop-

She realized she needed her husband home. And she needed him now.

Brian rushed home after talking to Julie, afraid something terrible had happened to upset her. Or worse, something happened to the baby. they were all set to have her induced in four days. He rushed through the front door and up the stairs to their bedroom. He quickly opened the door and he could smell the Julie all around him. He looked at her in the bed and almost immediately got hard despite himself.

Julie laid there, propped up in bed, with her thick thighs spread, working her fingers on herself as best as she could. Brian could see how wet she was as she had soaked the bed under her. He looked up and saw that her heavy breasts were openly leaking milk. Sweat and milk ran down her tits and her huge pregnant belly. He looked at her and she almost looked half mad. her scent was overpowering.

“Please” she said. “please fuck me.” She was almost begging. “I need him out.” She locked eyes with her husband. “ Fuck this baby out of me. Break my water with your cock” He noticed the baby kicking up a storm in her belly.

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while you're fucking me I want you to tell me how hard my body is trying to get knocked up.

tell me how wide my hips are, build for carrying babies

tell me how my womb is overriding my brain and making me want to fuck you raw

how my pussy is so wet, how it grips your bare cock tight and throbs around it, all so it can make you fill it with your seed again and again

when I cum after you've pumped your load right against my cervix, tell me how my womb is desperately gulping in your sperm it can coat my waiting egg(s)

maybe my mind is terrified of actually becoming pregnant, but my body doesn't care what my mind wants. it doesn't care if I know the father, either. it was made to be bred over and over and it's going to get what it wants.