Goddd the idea of being in denial about my pregnancy is making me so wet and needy.
It would be so easy to knock me up without my knowing, maybe I got stealthed or I was told whoever was fucking me was infertile. Or maybe I was very out of it while I got impregnated. Regardless, my empty little womb will get filled with cum and fertilized and I wouldn’t know. I’m on testosterone so I wouldn’t get any cues from shark week. I don’t get it anyway.
I’d be sick in the mornings but I would think it’s just a stomach bug. Something breakfast and coffee helps fix. And my sore tits is just a symptom of that too, don’t people get achy and sore when they’re sick?
My flat tummy would get a little swell to it, but I would think I just gained some weight or was bloated. My owner would confirm that too, it’s just some extra weight gain. Nothing to worry about. Until I can’t button my pants around my swollen tummy. My baby bump. I’d look so fucking stupid, complaining about how I should hit the gym, get rid of this weight, while I have a baby in my womb.
I’d still be in denial even when people make some comments asking how far along I am. I’d be so naive. I got fucked full of cum and I don’t know I’m carrying the consequences.
I’m not sure when I’d figure it out. Maybe when my tits are so swollen with milk? Or when the baby kicks. Either way, it would take a pathetic amount of time. I’d be several months along with child and still be a stupid little bitch in denial.
… I think I need to go get knocked up now. I want to beg my owner to impregnate me, to let me recklessly take load about load of cum while my dumb whore self doesn’t think of the consequences and the babies I’m going to carry. This is a public post asking Sir to get me impregnated 😵💫