Everyday this kinks sits in my brain I can’t help but feel that getting her pregnant will be the best thing ever. The only thing to beat it will be her body changing as the life we creating by making sure she took every load of mine deep inside her.

Her tits growing bigger as the areola stretches, belly swelling and in general curves becoming more pronounced. Every night since conception running my hands across her body in bed mesmerized by the minute changes day to day. I already know it’ll drive my sexual appetite to heights never seen before.

My need for her will only increase. The need to make sure she’s full of my seed, despite the fact that she’s already pregnant. To feel my cock ramming her cervix and keep her flooded everyday of the pregnancy. Hours spent sitting with her in my lap, cock buried inside while rubbing her belly while in front of a mirror. Whispering about how good she looks pregnant, how she should stay that way and how I’ll keep her pregnant. About how I need her to be pregnant with our kids, all the while having my cock twitching inside her. Her watching herself take load after load of my hot cum over and over. Milk running down from her breasts and over her belly to eventually join the mess of fluids we’re making together. We could take a picture like that everyday of the pregnancy until birth, to show the entire journey to motherhood. Perhaps it’s all a bit too much but I’m hoping she exists and by all the gods and forces that be, I’m going to breed her like nothing seen before.