If I could have my way I would be a handsome man, lean with broad shoulders and a stubble, muscles just defined enough to notice, with a baby bump disrupting all of that. Getting knocked up over and over and over again, constantly growing babies. All because I can’t help but crave being pregnant all of the time. Never being seen without a baby swelling out my middle section. Giving birth to said babies for queer people to adopt. Always having a line of queer people dying to have a baby, always fulfilling their desires for parenthood. So so handsome and so so fertile. Rocking a biker jacket with my swell jutting so obviously out of it. Having to have long belts to keep my roughed up jeans on due to the repetitive pregnancies. Having to hold my heavy bump as I walk along, pins rattling with each step of my black leather boots. Always such a handsome and gravid man. Yeah, that’s what I’d want.