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Robert Sean Leonard in Much Ado About Nothing is criminally underrated
Belly so big with baby numbers 7 and 8
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Im so fucking big. This is one of the few clothes that still fit me, and I have one week left until my due date. I can't see my swollen feet anymore, nor anything below my belly. I'm literally bursting; I'm extremely swollen and constricted. I can't walk or get up on my own anymore. I spend all day lying down, eating and rubbing this huge, stretched belly to its limit. My belly skin hurts, and my ankles are so swollen and painful that I walk waddling like a pregnant cow. I need to pop, my goshhhh please.
Clare was never the brightest girl. She dropped out of school, and big words always hurt her brain. She wasn't sure what state she lived in. But she could do one thing, and that was breed. At age 28, her belly was swelling for the 10th time. Clare didn't know much, but she knew she loved her big belly and her big family.
It’s a bit too late to wish that you had him finish anywhere but inside while you’re pushing in stirrups. But you begged for a creampie and you got it. Now your lot is to suffer through endless contractions while desperately struggling to delivery that overdue baby for him. Perhaps have him finish on your tummy next time?
One last pic for baby daddy before donning the same white stockings she wore all those months ago when he pinned her down and filled her up. Judging the way she climbs onto the delivery table and spreads her legs into those wide birthing stirrups, it’s abundantly clear it’s not her first time in obstetrical stirrups. In fact, she’ll be laid on her back with her chin to her chest, begging for help and screaming as she pushes another huge head out within the year.
Ladies, you deserve to know the truth. When we say you look cute, this is what we actually mean.
We’re fantasizing about how good it’d feel finishing deep inside you, knowing that your belly will soon begin to swell. We’re picturing how low, heavy, and round your tummy will become, how your belly button will pop out from all of the pressure within. We’re imagining ourselves worshipping your belly, feeling its immense weight in our hands as they glide over your soft skin and across your intoxicating curves.
We’re envisioning you on your back, your legs spread wide, your huge overdue belly framed between your trembling thighs, your face sweaty and red from your labors. We’re hearing you begging for help, moaning, and screaming as you struggle through painful contractions, desperately trying to force an impossibly large object through an impossibly tight space. We’re picturing the midwife’s cruel fingers inside you swinging side to side: forcefully, mercilessly, and incessantly teasing your most sensitive spot open as you bear down. We’re imagining just hot and tight your contracting belly would feel to the hand, and how your legs would shake and tremble in agony as you experience the ring of fire. We’re thinking about what a good girl you’d be for pushing as hard as you can, no matter how bad it hurts; about how beautiful your face would look as you bear down in pain. We’re hearing you shriek as you finally push the head out, fantasizing about your hips bucking and fluid gushing out as you cry out. We’re dreaming about you heavily pregnant again, about you back in the delivery room, even as you loudly protest having those wide shoulders pulled out past your sore lips. We’re hoping you’ll be our breeding plaything forever.
But, that’s too much to say. So, we’ll just call you cute.
Eve Cherry 🍒