I want a baby so badly that whenever I think about being pregnant, I start to get wet immediately. I want to be swollen and round. I want my breasts to grow heavy with milk because of the seed someone planted deep inside of me. My body knows I was always meant to be a mother, to create new life, and itâs trying to get me to achieve it by turning off all other thoughts in my head whenever I imagine finally being pumped full of cum and carrying a child in my achingly-empty womb. These days, the idea of being knocked up is the only thing that can even get me off when I touch myself. I just need someone who will help me make my dreams come true and fulfill my purpose. I just need to be bred.











