Ella

This is what 7 kids in 5 years has turned you into.

During that time you’ve spent maybe 6 weeks of it total without a baby inside you. Pregnancy is now your default state, and if anyone ever asked you to describe yourself you’d probably lead with “that pregnant girl.”

It’s hard to imagine back to what you were before you realized your life’s purpose  as a gestating machine.  Now you don’t even remember what it was like not to have a gravid dome for a midsection, a familiar weight you now carry happily and gracefully.  Thinking back, you recall all the time wasted on trying to get on some unrealistically flat stomach and how it wasn’t until halfway through your first child the joys of having the extra curve only pregnant women can achieve.  Now you love your bump, regardless of whether you’re just beginning to show or you’re just hours away from delivering, because now you know it’s how you’re supposed to look.

You’ve been pregnant for so long, you can’t remember what it was like not to have the feeling of milk sloshing around in your engorged, veiny breasts.  With each successive pregnancy they’ve swelled further and further, as if your body knew you would need an ever-increasing supply of milk to feed your growing brood. Every once in a while you’ll find an old bra in an unused drawer, and you’ll try it on and marvel about how you can’t even get your enormous mammaries into the cups anymore. Absentmindedly stroking your  thick brown areolae, you try in vain to remember what shade of pink your nipples used to be. It doesn’t really matter, but they weren’t nearly as sensitive as they are now. In fact, those rare few moments in-between one baby and the next are the only times when you feel empty and unsatisfied. The incompletion you feel when you’re not with child make you beg me to re-impregnate you long before the doctor gives medical approval. Having carried so many in the past few years (3 singles, 2 sets of twins), you’ve can’t imagine how any woman could possibly go years, or even never, without a swelling womb and ripening body.

She didn't say 'don't show my boyfriend'...

Show him what a dirty cheating little slag she is...

when I don't give in they leave me tied up with a vibrator on the lowest setting periodically buzzing against my clit, making me watch creampie compilations on repeat until I sob in terror and need

like it would be so hot if the suddenly freeuse laws were announced. any man can use any woman of age, anywhere and anyhow.

just imagining that i could be bent over anywhere by anyone gets me. just walking on the road and someone smacks my ass. just travelling on local transport and two men just decide to use me and there's nothing that can stop them. during my exam, a guy gets so frustrated at his paper that he takes it out on me or the teacher gets is so done at something so he uses me to get it out of his system.

they'll even make us wear skimpy outfits but without any bra or panties so it isn't exactly public nudity but entices men enough to just pull up my barely covering skirt to find my dripping cunny.

I’ve been trying to get you alone for months. It’s the only reason I became your friend. I’ve done all the right things: listened to your stories, held eye contact, given you attention - but not too much attention. I’ve made you feel safe. I’m not a threat. I’m a friend, someone you can trust.

But the truth is, it doesn’t matter what you’re wearing when you’ve got big tits. Your tits are always on display and the center of attention, because they’re just so noticeable. And that used to really upset me! It actually made me wish for smaller tits most of my life.

But not now.. now I love having big tits that bounce around when I walk, that jiggle when I barely shift position. I love how I catch men glancing down at them while they speak to me. I love how even in the most modest of outfits, men still sexualize me because my bodies natural design is so heavily associated with being a slut. I love that it’s not even my choice, I didn’t choose to be born with the body I have, I didn’t choose to be a sex object, I just am.

Real men are strong and dominant and natural leaders. They deserve everything they want. They have a right to fuck anyone who can't stop them. Women and weak thin boys ofc make the best toys for men.

When a man catcalls you, thank him and offer to suck his dick. When a creep online sends you a dp, send him back a video of you touching yourself to it. Whenever a man wants to objectify or victimize or fuck you, behave like a good little slut and give him everything he wants. He's a man, he deserves it. And you're nothing. Just a slut who's only use is being a hole for men.

This is why men can and deserve to rape anyone they want without consequence. It's their right as our dominant leaders in society. We owe them everything.

Females, when a stranger catcalls you or calls you a name, your hand should immediately drop between your legs. Look him right in the eyes as you cup your cunt so he knows you heard him and are responding appropriately.

If he continues showing interest, approach slowly, keeping your hand on your cunt. This will let him know you’re about to present yourself for him.

If he lets you get close, hike up your skirt to show him that pussy. You should be wet by now. If you aren’t, you need to train more alone until any male attention makes you drip. Your pussy should be bare or under suggestive panties.

Wait like that until he takes the next step. It doesn’t matter if other people are watching. Everyone knows this is how a bitch should behave if a man notices her.

If he doesn’t show interest in fucking you right then, look around and make sure there aren’t any other men to present yourself to.

If he moves toward you, or gestures you closer, obey immediately. Make sure to keep your wet hole displayed. Now it should be clear you are going to be fucked. Do not expect or ask him to wear a condom. If he impregnates you, that’s his right. Do not expect him to stay after, he can just squeeze the last bit of cum into your hole and walk away, leaving you dripping with seed.

Stay in the position he left you for a few minutes in case other men walk by and decide they want to use you too.

You must understand that you're a walking cocksleeve and breeding bitch, period. Your body is made for Male pleasure and procreation. Your body belongs to Men by default, regardless of your "consent", opinions or "responsibilities".

When you walk around, be conscious of that wet empty hole between your legs, and understand that you're in a perpetual state of incompletude, waiting to be used and filled up. If you're not owned, you're a free use ball-drainer and seeking an Owner.

You're a cunt, you're ass, you're tits, you're mouth-pussy. A cum dumpster is your basic nature and function. A slut and a whore are the first roles through which you fulfill your destiny, just as Leaders and Builders are the first roles through which Men fulfill their destiny.

It is your highest birthright and greatest legacy as a female to be used by Men.

So arch that back, sway those hips, push those tits out, and giggle and be receptive whenever you succeed in getting Male attention. That's what gives you your value. Nothing else.

Whether you're tired, sick, hesitant, angry, or rebellious doesn't matter. If you're not being raped or actively enticing Men to violate you, you have failed as a woman.

Either you'll lose to other cunts, or, if your body is worth it, you will have the attitude raped out of you by a benevolent Savior, whom you'll spend the rest of your life thanking and worshipping.