I’ve always had an insatiable craving, a hunger that could never be fully satiated. It’s a desire that stalks me in my dreams and haunts my every waking moment. My name is Chastity, and I’m obsessed with pregnancy.
At 18, most girls are dreaming of college, first loves, or career aspirations. Not me. I’m consumed by the thought of my belly swollen with new life, my body ripe and ready to be bred. I fantasize about construction workers, street cleaners, and pool boys. Thick, muscular men with the virility and stamina to seed me over and over again.
It’s a taboo fetish, I know that. Heavily pregnant women being dominated and used as breeding stock. Society says it’s inappropriate, immoral even. But I can’t help what turns me on. And I’m not alone in my obsession.
I found my tribe online, in the dark corners of PSO chat rooms and forums. Women like me, with a shared thirst for bareback bull studs. We trade stories and pictures, our own belly bump selfies and erotic tales of being knocked up. I even have a few regular callers who hire me to enact our forbidden fantasies over the phone.
“Tell me about the time you got dp’d at the construction site,” one of my favorites breathes into the receiver. “How many loads did they pump into your cunt that day?”
I moan into the receiver, my hand slipping between my thighs. “The crew foreman had me bent over a stack of plywood. He held me down while the rest of the team lined up. I lost count after seven or eight – so many hot, thick cocks splitting me open.”
I can hear him stroking on the other end of the line. “Mmm, and you were already six months along. Your tits huge and heavy, your belly sticking out. The ropes of jizz dripping down your thighs…”
“Ohhhh fuck yes,” I whine, rubbing my swollen clit through my panties. “I needed it so bad. Had to milk those bulls dry. Empty their heavy balls into my womb.”
“Such a good little breeder. That’s what you were made for, isn’t it Chastity? To be a set of wet holes for real men to fuck and fill with cum and babies?”
“Yessss,” I hiss, my inner walls clenching around nothing. “I’m your breeding bitch. Your fertile little fuck toy. Use my body as much as you want, pump me full over and over…”
I don’t even remember hanging up as I come hard, my mind lost in visions of being bred like livestock. The taboo only makes my obsession stronger. I NEED to be pregnant all the time, my womb perpetually full of virile seed. These men satisfy my craving, even if it’s only a momentary escape into depravity.
And who knows? Maybe one day a real bull will come along and make my BBW breeding dreams a reality. Until then, I’ll keep taking their money and their cum, my body forever ripe and ready to be seeded.
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