Bigger!

This piece was inspired by my friend crim's piece

Fluffy but durable! Certainly won't be coming off 🐰

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"Tch, look at you, trying to be all respectful and stuff. 'Looking respectfully' my ass. What if I told you that I didn't want you to look respectfully? What if I told you that I didn't just happen to grow big tits, but I actually did it on purpose? What if I saw your social media feeds and I knew that you're a titsexual and so I made my tits grow and grow and fucking grow just for you? They're soooo big, aren't they? So hot, so heavy, so full and jiggly. Just wait until you see them bounce! I grew them just for you. I grew all this massive, wobbling pornmeat just for you. I want you to look, disrespectfully and lustfully. I want you to give in to all of your titsexual gooner desires. I want you to touch yourself while you think about these super stuffed up megamilkers. I want you to lose your fucking mind to the point where all you can think about are my fabric-stretching, bra-busting sex mounds! I want you to forget everything until your whole life is just worshipping these super duper ultra hyper God damn mother fucking tits!! If you do that for me, I promise, I'll keep growing for you. Maybe, if you're really good for me, I'll even let you touch them. Once they've gotten a little bigger, of course."

laughint at her misery

Flash try-on haul

Just about to have cake

I am tracing my stretchmarks. They are reaching above the belly button at this point in pregnancy. Even the belly button itself has a stretchmark in it.

3 Days of dancing in tight nylons: Day 1

Besides, the farm has even been nice enough to place you on a new milking station that cuts away for your pregnant belly to hang through. In your haze of milking and fucking, you feel gloved hands sometimes coming by to palpate and measure the bump ripening tighter and heavier every day. Sometimes, you’re vaguely aware that the hands are coming from behind you, that someone is breathing against your back, that the length pounding into you must belong to a person who’s holding your pregnant gut and muttering something about what a good cow you are. You moan gently, and you clench and spasm around their cock, another orgasm bleeding into the full-body feeling of being constantly used.

I'd be humiliated as I scream and squirt, soaking my pants that are already torn open over my ripening belly. Everyone turning to stare at my heavily pregnant body as I cum and grow, milk dripping from my puffy nipples.