“Can you imagine how big I’m going to get?”
What are you gonna do when I can’t button my pants anymore?
What are you gonna do when I’m crying because I’m unable to squeeze into my favorite top?
What are you gonna do when I’m too round to sit in a booth when we go out to eat?
When are you going to start driving me around everywhere?
When are you going to start offering me your clothes to wear because you want to see me and this belly in your clothes?
Will you lift my belly every single day once it starts feeling heavy?
Are you going to get me pregnant again?
Do you want to get me pregnant again?
How soon do you want to get me pregnant again?
Will you eat me out when this belly gets too tall for me to be able to see you?
What about when my belly button pops out?
Are you gonna still be attracted to me even when I’m waddling slowly because you’ve made me so big I can’t walk normally?
Are you going to feed me every craving I have?
What if I get stretch marks?
Will you buy me new bras when I’m bursting out of mine?
Are you going to cover this belly in kisses even when I’m huge?
Are you going to think in cute even when I can’t fit into any shirt without my stomach poking out the bottom?
Are you still going to want to fuck me when I can’t fit into any of my pants anymore?
Will you feel me up whenever I ask you to and tell me that even with all this, you still want me?
Will you rub my belly at stop lights during drives?
Will you use my belly like a pillow until it’s too big to do so?
Will you talk to my belly? And rub it? And kiss it every chance you get?
annaxmalina
dededos
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