Itās okay, darlingā¦I know you feel stretched out to the brim. Itās alright, I know you think you cannot bear it anymore, that youāre too full. Donāt look at me like that, donāt pout. Aw, my sweet darling. You asked for this, remember? No? But I remember it. You were on your back, legs spread, pussy slick and open and you begged me to breed you. And now here we are, nine months and a week later.
You just want the baby out? Yeah? But I like you like thisā¦barely able to move. I turned you into good breeding stock, didnāt I? Those tits are now twice their size, dripping with milk, all those blue and purple veins shining through your skinā¦I bet you cannot wait to nurse the baby. And that bellyā¦mmm fuck, look at it. Perfectly round.
Shhhā¦donāt whine, let me rub your bellyā¦thatās nice, isnāt it? Let me feel how tight your skin is, all stretchedā¦.and that cute belly button, pushed out from the sheer size of my baby. Youāre such a good girl for growing it this big.
I like you overdue, darling.
Iāll keep you like this. Round and ripe.
Do this. To me.








