Kara’s stomach was gone, replaced by a round bump that completely blocked her view of her feet
Kara’s stomach was gone, replaced by a round bump that completely blocked her view of her feet. Her breasts spilled out of every top she owned, their new weight and sensitivity a constant distraction. Even her face had softened and filled out, and her skin glowed in a way it had never before. And more than anything, there was that profound sense of fullness from the life growing inside her that sat right on that delicious edge between pleasurable and uncomfortable.She was 23 years old, and seven months into her first pregnancy. And even so, Kara never knew she would never be going back. Being a mother and inhabiting this body felt so wonderfully, intrinsically right to her in a way that no job or class ever had before. For the first time in her life she was using her female form in the way it was designed for, and as a result she was experiencing a level of contentment that only could be found when discovering one’s true purpose. Kara’s new goal was to grow as much life as possible, to spend as much of the next two decades of her life, and hopefully longer, with a bump and milk-filled breasts. She would bear as many children as her lover wanted, and if they ever reached a limit, she would use her special power to bear them for others. If you like my photos and captions, be sure to check out my 240-page pregnant fetish novel on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0918PNWH8 -- source link
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