hornycuntboyftm:manpreg:When I look at my boy, the only thing I see is a ruined cumdump suffering th
hornycuntboyftm:manpreg:When I look at my boy, the only thing I see is a ruined cumdump suffering the consequences of being my bitch. That belly? A baby I pumped in to his tight little exhaust; it will rip through him in nine months, and I’ll be there to fuck his loose sloppy hole only hours later. He wakes up everyday and is reminded — whether by sight or by the kicks and painful movements of the baby — that his body is intended to serve a greater purpose. My purpose. I don’t know and I don’t care if he likes being pregnant. All I want is an obedient incubator: one who will take my lust everyday, no matter how morning sick he feels; one who will let me rub my hands across his belly at any time, if only to remind him that I own him; one who will do this for me again and again. After a few more pregnancies, my boy will realize this is what I want and he won’t even leave the bed anymore. He will quit his job and be a full time boiwomb, for my exclusive breeding pleasure. goals -- source link