pls cum inside

i’m so desperate it makes me insane. all day i have been thinking about getting fucked and filled with cum, someone slapping my ass as it arcs upwards and cum leaks out of me. then getting bigger. oh how much i want to slowly watch my belly swell with babies. to watch that cum stretch me out over nine months until i can barely stand. i know it would make me so wet just to look at myself. at how distorted my body has become.

I'm ftm. I've been on T for a year. In that time I have been meticulously, carefully restrained. I haven't slept with anyone. I haven't had a period all year, so I assume I'm reasonably infertile. But.

I downloaded grindr this week. Immediately I was swarmed with messages. Most were off-putting, some creepy, some lazy, some baffling. But by the end of that afternoon, I had plans.

I met a guy. He was twice my age. Picked me up from a bus stop and fucked me in the backseat of his car, raw. He came inside me so hard, I could feel every pulse and throb, and it felt so fucking good I almost came just from that.

Then another guy the next morning. Quick pump n dump, left me oozing his cum onto my bedsheets.

And then another that night. Except this one took me on a date, said we'd use condoms, and then we both decided better of it when we realised we both have a massive breeding kink. He pumped five loads into me that night, staying nice and deep as long as he could each time he finished. I came around his cock more times than I could count, it was so fucking hot.

The earliest doctors appointment I can get to try and sort out some birth control is two weeks away. I'm hooked now. I want to take cock and cum every day.

My self control is gone. I'm scared to test. What if I'm pregnant? What if a couple of days of horny stupidity have ruined me? How will I look anyone in the eye? I'm only 22. I'd have to drop my degree and become an owned little whore. I'm slightly terrified, and I can't stop touching myself thinking about being a cumdump for strange men. It's so awful and so, so hot.

God, I love the stupid sluts who start out by telling themselves that they'll never be like all the other stupid sluts.

Let me get this right: the very first time you got fucked after starting T, you let a total stranger empty his balls into your unprotected pussy. And within at most 36 hours, you'd taken seven loads of cum from three different guys.

You were so restrained, weren't you? For a whole year. Until you took a man inside you, and became a feral breeding bitch.

I wonder why that self-control finally broke. What do you think might have been happening inside your "reasonably infertile" womb, when you decided to download that app? What internal drive might have pushed you to go from celibacy to being a good little pussy?

I hope you stay too afraid to test, sweetheart. I hope you can only soothe your anxiety about being pregnant by finding new men to fuck you full of cum.

Because you really tried, didn't you? You tried so hard to escape your femininity that you had your chest cut open. It's not quick, or cheap, or easy to get surgery like that. It leaves scars.

But you only escaped the symbol, not the substance. Someone glancing at the shape of your clothed body might mistake you for a man, now - and you thought that was what was important. You thought the way you presented yourself to the world was what really mattered.

But your female body is still ready to make babies. All that potential is still there, underneath what a stranger might see.

god that ask makes me so fucking sad that the grindr in my area sucks i want to get bred so bad

What an extremely funny position to be in. You want to get fucked raw by strangers until you might be growing a baby, and the thing that's stopping you is that a hookup app doesn't have enough options on the menu. You know that you don't need a smartphone to spread your legs, don't you? If you don't know how, I'm sure you could find someone to do it for you.

there's someone in my area on scruff that uses the compass emoji as his name and every time i see him a part of me hopes it's you and we meet for a hookup and you start calling me a good girl and pumping me full of your cum

Alas, I'm not on any of those apps myself (and hadn't even heard of that one before) - it'll take a little more than that for you to become a mommy to my babies. I'm flattered, though.

I'm non binary and I've never wanted kids, but for the last few years I haven't been able to stop getting off to the thought of being pregnant. I'm terrified of the responsibility, but I just know that if I find someone to fuck a baby into me I won't be able to do anything but let myself grow. I want to go through with it more every day.

Sometimes you can just feel evolution thrumming underneath all our layers of modernity, like a beating heart. You have a gender identity that most people alive haven't even heard of, and you have a womb that's desperate to be bred. You think of raising children as a terrifying thing that rewrites your life, but you know that if there was one growing inside of you, you'd just accept your fate.

Which just leaves the actual mating, and there's the same story there, too. You're reading this on a device of unimaginable power and complexity - and one of its uses is making it very, very easy to find a man who will fill you with his seed.

hi there, ive been lurking on here for a long, long time, admittedly, and ive been having a really hard struggle with my self control, constantly finding people in my area, men, in my area who would love to breed me, and i tell them that i have a kink for it. That i have a breeding fetish. and yet, i keep backing out and not meeting with them, but i can feel my self control slipping. im so horny, im really so so horny. i need someone to tell me what to do, im very very good at following orders and i think i need someone to tell me straight, if i have to actually go get bred, get knocked up, and keep it.

It's very amusing that this whole anon is framed around your self-control, how you're barely holding on - and then you ask for orders, knowing perfectly well what I'll tell you. You know what you want to do; you just want it to be obedience, rather than weakness.

Do it, little breeding bitch. Spread your legs and conceive. Your womb is desperate to be filled, and you'll never be satisfied until it is. You were born to swell with a man's offspring, to grow heavy and give birth. You were meant to be a mommy, and raise his legacy.