28 year old Demisexual Female who enjoys pregnancy and roleplay. No minors allowed. 18+ only please. Contains NSFW content. Don't send me dick pics or I will block you. I'm not pregnant and I'm not looking for some random guy to change that.
Uhh, what the actual fuck. This is a horrible message right here. 🤮
Anyone who supports this can go fuck off. Women deserve rights and misogynists can go fuck themselves right into a fire.
Pregnancy after pregnancy, you'll become more anti-feminist, more misogynist, and even prouder to be a baby factory for patriarchal Men. Your Husband's friends all know that you live to pop out babies for him, your belly starting to swell again only months after giving birth to your last baby.
And to be a good woman, that's exactly what you need to be. Don't hide your desire to be a breeder, embrace it.
Have the reverse idea of a pocket portal pussy and you "accidentally" left it a monster bar so you get home and spend all night taking different monster cocks in you from the safety of your home. They even fill you up with cum!
But portal magic can be tricky, so do be careful of any side effects from taking in large amounts of monster cum.
Horny brain doesn't think things through. By the time I'm home I'm already hopelessly swollen. I hope that when the bar closes, they'll put it away somewhere safe, and I'll be able to get back to pick it up. Fall asleep warm, stretched and full.
Wake up bigger.
Someone took me home.
Phone the bar - no, they haven't seen it, sorry. Feel another load splash into me. Shit, what do I do? Finally manage to waddle my way there when they open, searching the whole place, but with no luck. And it seems things are ramping up, now, more and more packing into me, barely able to think. People look, laugh, side glances.
When I find out where it is, it's too late - apparently it's in the restrooms, tucked away if you know where to look. But it's gone. I see a staff member lock it in the safe, beg for it back, insist it's mine, but they just chuckle.
"No, sweetheart. It belongs to the bar now." they reach out, rub my belly, and I nearly cum on the spot. "And don't worry - give it a few days, and you'll be too addicted to want it back."
“Sometimes we need someone to simply be there, not to fix anything or do anything in particular. But just to let us feel we are supported and cared about.”