Hey there, I'm Marlowe, and there's really two things you need to know about me. First... I'm flat-chested. Like flat flat chested. Like... you could play a game of regulation pool on my sad excuse for a chest. Sure, I know intellectually that with my long, long legs, my tight, tiny tummy, and my round dump-truck of an ass I'm a knockout... But when I look at myself in the mirror all I can see is that sad, flat plateau where my boobs should be.

Second, more than anything in the world I want to have a rack. I want fat gigantic milkers that break my back and overflow from every bra. I'd give anything to have massive fucking honkers that tore buttons off every shirt I owned, that turned heads wherever I went. I'd kill for tits so massive I could barely get my arms around them, breasts so swollen and vast that nobody would suspect even for a second that they could be anything but grotesquely oversized implants.

So when I saw that research project I couldn't help but sign up. I'll spare you the medical details... mostly because it's a little to complicated for me to get my head around... but the short version is I'll be pregnant in my breasts. Instead of my belly ballooning my tits will have wombs in them. Amniotic fluid, milk, not to mention a full-size baby, will expand my beasts to the immense sizes I've been dreaming of!

Which... reminds me... the third thing you need to know about me. I have a crippling pregnancy fetish. Being pregnant in my breasts? Giving birth through my breasts? Sign me up! I just hope I have someone to experience this unusual pregnancy with!