Some people talk about ovulation as if it's the same as an animal going into heat, but it's not - not nearly. Because in animals, heat ends. There is a season, and when it's over, whether they mated or not, they stop being maddened by the need to reproduce.
Girls, though? What happens to girls is so much better.
Ovulation makes girls needy, true; there are plenty of babies born of "bad decisions" made while ovulating. But a girl doesn't need to be ovulating to get put into that state. It's so common for a girl to be utterly terrified of pregnancy when she's being "sensible", but turn into a desperate breeding bitch as soon as she starts getting wet.
That's what I'd exploit, if I took you.
I'd keep you on edge, constantly turned on but never able to come, for days and days and days before I even fucked you. Maybe with a vibrator I controlled, tucked inside a chastity belt.
And then, when I knew you were ovulating, I'd finally rape you. I'd remind you over and over again what was going to happen when I came in you, just to feel you involuntarily squeezing my bare cock in response.
I'd let you come just the once, with a fresh load of my cum in your fertile pussy - and then I'd lock you up again, and put you back on the edge. For months.
I'd keep you in that state - of desperately needing to be the knocked-up whore I'd made of you - until you were well and truly transformed, more belly than girl.
And then I'd stop. I'd stop giving you any pleasure at all, and let you become your old self again. Just so that I could watch you truly realize for the first time what I'd done to you, and what you'd become for me.
And I'd take the chastity belt off - so that you could forget. So that you could edge yourself until you wanted it again.
So that you could transform yourself from a sad little rape victim into an eager little babymaker.