I think the risk of accidentally getting hypnotized should be higher. I think you should be able to accidentally click on a weird link, and suddenly you’re sitting for hours with your brain leaking out between your legs. I think you shuld be able to go on a slightly fishy date, and the next day find yourself as a completely brainwashed fucktoy. You should be able to walk into a store you’ve never seen before, and come out of that store with a brand new and freshly reprogrammed personality. The fact that falling into a deep trance that will permanently change me isn’t something I have to worry about in my everyday life just doesn’t sit right with me.
You take out a condom and show me the expiry date: it's before today's date. You tear it properly and I watch you lube up your cock carefully rolling the condom onto it and making sure to squeeze out the air at the tip.
I spread my legs wide for you and rub myself where you can view my cunt. You position yourself between my legs, push your cockhead past my dripping and puffy folds, and thrust to the hilt.
You start fucking me, allowing the barrier between us to become well lubricated with my slick, periodically pulling out enough to check the integrity of our protection. Your thrusts become more insistent, fucking into my cunt deeper and deeper as you stretch me out and I relax--no, submit-- to your onslaught. Your movements with time become more erratic, more beastial; your breath heavier, more labored. You're going to cum.
You push my thighs up and back, pressing them into my chest, my knees are in my armpits. My cunt is as exposed as it could be in this position. Your hips drive forward as far as they can go as your breath hitches and I feel your cock throb inside me. The condom serves its purpose as you release your semen into it. I can feel how warm it is; it's a lot. Your thumb circles my shiny tdick, wet with slick and engorged with arousal. It triggers the muscular walls of my cunt to contract and massage your slightly flaccid cock, which is quickly recovering its blood flow to bring back your erection while you're still inside me. While you're still wearing the used condom full of your cum.
You pull out slightly and grip my thighs that held me in the mating press.
The mating press.
My nervous system starts to panic, and my eyes widen as I realize what's about to happen to me. I am given no chance to protest before you slam your hard cock deep into my cunt once more. Your cockhead reaching my deepest parts and hitting my back walls like a battering ram; it hurts, I've never felt you get this big. The pain brings tears to my eyes, and I find my voice to tell you, "Please slow down, you're hurting me." I watch your lips curl into a sadistic smile as you continue abusing my cunt without regard. This condom isn't going to hold if this keeps up. We put one on because we both knew how risky of a day it was to fuck raw. If you came inside me, I'd for sure get knocked up. I plead with you to pull out and get a new condom. "Please stop, you can't keep fucking me like this! The condom.. it'll break! Your cum will-"
You lean your body forward, pinning me with your weight and clamping a hand over my mouth, hushing me as your cock pistons in and out of my cunt; you're hitting my good spot and I feel the buildup right before the pleasure forces my muscles to bear down and I squirt all over your balls; that were once slapping my asshole with each thrust but now we're pressed against it. The walls of my cunt clench and try to push your cock out and from my position on my back, watching you rape me with my own pussy in my face, it's all I can see: creamy globs are leaking out from around your cock and dripping down my tdick. Your cocks assault has broken the condom. There was nothing standing in the way of your weeks pent-up loads of spunk from claiming me, knocking me up.
Your hand stifles a sob from my mouth as I feel your hips clash with mine; and stay there. You're not even thrusting into me at this point. Your cock, without a condom, is pressed into my cunt as deep as it could ever go, giving it kisses as your roll your hips forward and push your already present load further inside me. You lean in and clamp your teeth into my neck as you pant and shake. This isn't happening, this can't be happening.
And that's when it happened.
You bit down onto my neck even harder, a gravely moan erupting from your teeth as hold yourself inside me; your bare cock twitches, shooting its second load of weeks saved semen deep inside my defensless cunt.
Just when I think it's finally over, you reach down with your hand and rub my oversensitive tdick in circles. I beg for mercy though your fingers on my lips, desperately attempting to hold myself from having an orgasm from you raping me. But you insist, unrelenting, and the circles you trace around my tdick force me to cum around your still penetrating cock, keeping all your semen inside as my insides open up and take in every drop.
That means keeping your belly full. Daddy wants you growing, to see you grazing like the cow you’re meant to be.
Indulge in all your favorite foods as frequently as you can. Go hard. Stuff yourself up. Get that tummy swollen and full for daddy to rub and play with.
Let it make you horny. You are such a good girl for having that extra serving — for having plenty of dessert — for having plenty of snacks throughout the day — for being a proper fat cow and getting fatter like you’re supposed to be. You’re meant to have a big, soft belly. Huge udders. Wide, breedable hips. Enjoy it. Feel good about it. You’re fat and getting fatter and it’s just what daddy wants.
I want to take you, heavily pregnant with my babies, to the fireworks tonight. The weather'll be hot, so you'll need to wear as little as possible. I've got a blanket on the grass and that's where we'll watch the fireworks. I'll help you lay down on your back. No complaining that you feel pinned down by your huge belly like that! It's the best way to see the show, and I know what's best for you.
Aren't the fireworks beautiful? I love the way the shells burst open and the glowing colors expand until they fill the sky. Kind of like how I burst inside you and now you just keep expanding. Your belly must look like a mountain when you're flat on your back like that, huh? Well, it's not really like a mountain because mountains don't grow. You're more like one a' the water balloons the kids were playing with at the cookout. And I'm sorry to say you're still hooked up to the faucet, honey. You're gonna have to grit your teeth and swell some more.
Ah, the loud booms are stirring up the kiddos? No, that's no reason to leave. They're my babies; they love the noise! They're just having fun in there! You'll just have to bear it.
I wish this moment could last forever. You look so obscenely bred, your belly glowing in the colors of the fireworks, flutters of movement caught in the light. I can hear you grunt with some of the kicks. I can't help it... I reach over and press where I saw a bulge. You gasp and squirm, and that just sets off the babies more. You moan, long and low and almost cow-like. Your eyes are wet and you look strained. Is it taking all your effort just to hold my brood?
The fireworks are shooting off faster, building up to a finale. The colors layer over each other, the pulses of light quicken. It's intense. You're twitching with each boom... like you're feeling the explosion inside you.
And I know it's just my fantasy, but I see you swelling even bigger. Somehow each rocket is making you more pregnant. Your tears spill over and you hold your own sides as they press further out with each bang. Oh honey, I know you're scared but you're doing so well! I warned you my seed was potent, didn't I? Just keep breathing. Here, take one hand off your belly and squeeze my hand. And I'll put my other hand on your belly so I can feel how big you're getting.
Oh! That was the biggest firework yet! And oh, that growth spurt had you whining and gripping my hand. But you're holding it all in. Honey, I know you can do this. The show will be over soon, and I'll help you onto your side, and from there you can get onto your knees and then maybe your feet. I'll help you waddle to the truck. I think you'll still fit, but if not I'll load you onto the truck bed. I'll take you home and keep you safe until you're ready to push out my babies.
Okay, deep breath, I think this is going to be the final barrage of fireworks. Here they come!
desperately need to be severely pregnant and constantly horny with my hormones going rampant. i mean like eight months along, belly so swollen i can’t see past it. like i need to hold my belly up while i try and ride cock because i’m so desperate to be fucked but i’m weighed down by heavy twins stretching my stomach out. no like i don’t think you understand i need to be knocked up and still desperate for cock. like i need
I loove crowning and the painful stretch of an egg slowly coming out. But. I also love eggs coming out fast. One after the other. Only short relief followed by another one forcing its way out of your pussy. And one more behind that one pushing it out too.
the rapid preg actually starts before the weed hits so you'll typically go through your whole first trimester more or less sober <3 good news is any negative symptoms will be forgotten once you green out!
You’re thrusting intensely into my boypussy and feel how hot and wet I am clenching around your cock. The front of your thighs are slapping the back of mine as my arms are pulled behind me for leverage- back uncomfortably arched. I feel how deep you’ve been able to reach inside me, with the unmistakable sensation of the top of your cock repeatedly slamming into my cervix. I’m groaning and drooling, completely mind fucked from the overwhelming pleasure of being used as your breeding toy. You shift your hold to my shoulders and fuck me hard with the intention of stuffing your seed directly into my fertile and unprotected womb.
Youve been able to convince me from taking any sort of birth control, worked me up to being open to doing it raw, and have been putting fertility drugs into my drinks. I had told you I never wanted to get pregnant when we first started dating, but over the past several months you have expertly persuaded me into genuinely considering it now. Into submitting to your desires and making me think I came to these conclusions for myself. At this point, I’ve been taking the fertility drugs unknowingly for months, my body almost constantly trying to push eggs into my plush and prepared womb making me so so desperate to have your cock inside me. I don’t understand why Ive changed in these ways, fully unaware of what exactly has been orchestrated for my breeding. You’ve turned me into your perfect vessel to pump full of your cum over and over. And now, I’m getting railed by your true self- the primal breeder finally getting to knock up your mate and keep fucking me until i can’t move anymore. You can sense this is it, something inside of you knows this load is going to finally get me pregnant with your baby. My body senses it too, and I let everything happen. Your growls have been getting increasingly louder as youre fucking your thick cock with a feral desperate force in and out of me. I’ve been on the verge of cumming for a while, not able to finish for some strange reason, I need … something? What is it? You can’t help but talk yourself through this moment you’ve been waiting for-
GOD YES!!! IM GONNA PUT MY BABY IN YOU!!
Oh… that’s what it is… I need you to fuck a baby into my needy womb.
Oooohhhh fuck!! Yes! PLEASE!
Fucking take my cum! You’re mine mine MINE!!
I scream, so ready to be bred. You shove me into the mattress and roar-
Get pregnant!! GET PREGNANT!! FUCK- FUCK- HAVE MY BABY!!
YEEEEEEESS BREED MEEEEE
Im scream into the pillow you’ve pushed my face into. With the last stuttering brutal thrusts, you finally hilt yourself inside me, forcing my cervix to mold to the tip of your cock, opening the perfect amount to receive a direct steady stream of your cum into my womb. I feel the first burst hit me.
Oh my god… this is my purpose, I’m fulfilling my purpose…
My whole body reacts with a shudder, and I cum. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt, chills cover my skin, my eyes roll back in my head, it feels like my brain is short circuiting yet I can feel every pulse of your cock dumping constant loads inside of me. I clench hard around you and you feel like im pulling your seed deeper into me. It’s like I’m mentally watching (and feeling) it happen- thick hot white cum fills me, a fuzzy sensation of your sperm spreading everywhere. Your seed has completely flooded my womb now, but youre still going. My womb cant take anymore, but you make me take it. I feel the slightest stretch of my core, and I realize youre swelling my womb with the sheer volume of how much youre pouring into me. As I continue to stretch the slightest bit more and more, I feel it- a tiny twinge somewhere inside my bloated womb, and then ~pop~ and this sudden warm rush of satisfaction falls over me. A current travels up my spine and I gasp- Ive been bred. Impregnated. Claimed. A baby is going to grow inside of me and I cant do anything about it. My body shakes with pleasure, and i cum again, squirting around the base of your cock. Both of us have been uncontrollably moaning, letting our bodies do what they’ve been designed to do.
Fuuuuck YES! Thats right, drink it up sweetheart, im gonna fill you over and over again until we get another one
Yeessss im gonna have your babieeessss~
Drool covers the pillow I’m smiling and groaning into. I can’t stop clenching around your cock, milking your baby batter right out of you. You’re in complete ecstasy thrusting short strokes to coax as much cum into my womb as you can. Finally, what you’ve been waiting to do to me ever since you first laid your eyes on me, is done. You’ve fucked a baby into my womb, making my body fulfill its designated purpose and use. My mind is only focused on the sperm currently stuffed into my womb, and can sense a pressure from one side of my core slowly tense. It feels similar to a small cramp, until finally it releases and my brain is automatically filled with thoughts to breed breed breed. Another feeling of pressure in my belly of seed and then again ~pop~ the same feeling and sensation as before. My body twitches and my head nods up off the pillow with a gasp. Fuck… did i just ovulate and immediately get fertilized? Your cock is so deep inside me, and we’re so instinctually connected that you’re sensing all these things as well. We both groan loudly, you grip my hips and ass roughly and push yourself even deeper inside me somehow, pressing our bodies together in the most intimate and natural way. It feels like the tip of your cock stretches my cervix just the slightest bit more.
Oooooohhh god yes baby youre getting knocked up soo well. You feel how your body has so eagerly accepted my seed? Doesn’t it feel so right? You were made for this, made to carry my babies… fuuuuck
I cry in pleasure, I’m getting pregnant for the first time in my life, and I know from then on im going to be addicted to it. My belly has the slightest of bumps now, more visible in this position as it droops down a bit towards the bed. Im sooo unbelievably full, and I can’t think of any other experience better than this.
We’re connected so deeply it feels like we’re fully in sync in every way. The way our bodies move, peaking at the perfect moments, positioned to encourage your seed deep into my breedable womb. It feels so right, so natural, so primal. Our minds understand we’ve just procreated, and the rush of endorphins and hormones feels like we’re high in total bliss. We’re feeling every positive signal through these instincts, bone shaking contentment and gratification making me think- why didn’t I do this sooner?
You’ve taken total control of my mind and body and soul, teaching me what i was made for and built to do for you. And i don’t want it to end.
