Fucking hell guys. I just turned 20..... Look at me, I'm fucking enormous. I can't stop staring at myself. My doctor is very pleased with himself, that's for sure.... It's like these days I'm either fucking or eating or gooning to women either getting fucked, giving birth, or getting fed. This is so goddamn out of hand but I honestly kinda love it? Is that weird?

I used to watch what I eat and exercise. Only exercise I get now is dancing at the club, getting fucked, and gooning for hours on end like a mindless addict. Usually also while stuff my face. OMG Jezebel has broken my brain. All I think of is how I'm gonna have sex next. Total junkie for cock. I'm so desperate and pathetic it's humiliating. If I walk by cute guys I rub my belly or smack my ass and straight up ask them if they wanna fuck. Like this is mortifying and I'm so obsessed with the embarrassment of it. Getting rejected, called a pathetic fat slut, a hucow, a mindless breeder.

I used to be a cheerleader..... Look at how huge I am. Like a blimp. My parents love that I'm pregnant and evidently love that I'm getting so fat and eating 24/7. Apparently it was always their dream to have a spoiled fat daughter. Glad I could make their fantasies come true.... how generous of me. My doctor says I'm like the ideal Jezebel result. Completely engaged in what he calls 'core feminine behaviors' such as only thinking of sex, wanting to have as many babies as possible, getting fatter and liking it....

Other women noticed her. Especially those taking Damsel or Jezebel or other supplements. They saw her breasts, usually braless, that was a huge tell, no pun intended. Since bra shopping became very expensive, fast. So, suddenly these blushing women her age would see her big, jiggly, braless tits and get visibly aroused. Dana would see theirs, and an immediate spark of electricity would occur. They'd eye each other up, then usually approach....

Sometimes making out on the spot, pressing their enlarged, growing breasts together, immediately so horny nothing could hope to separate them. They'd kiss, grab at each other, start to claw and pull and grind against the other. They'd often run somewhere private enough and have sex, right there. Dressing rooms. Coffee shop restrooms. Alleyways. Along hiking trails. Dana never anticipated that growing bigger boobs would entail an entire sexual awakening. Suddenly a walking beacon for any other sapphically inclined women doing the same as her.