Female Belly Inflation Mga Nobela at Kwento

Soon her breasts will start to ache, then become really sensitive, and apart from the very appealing visual effects that's what we're aiming for. Once Beth is done letting Bella hang in anticipation she fully uncovers the tray, letting Bella catch a first glimpse at what will soon be used on her. I'm sure she knows what most of the 'instruments' are for, and I'm happy when instead of looking frightened Bella actually licks her lips. Beth smirks up at her, then reaches for a black inflatable butt-plug, taking her time covering it with lube. My previous exploring has left Bella's sphincter spread enough that the plug slides into her with

A goddess of fertility, her body had been completely overtaken by the life growing inside her. The skin was stretched so tight it was nearly translucent in places, pale and shiny, with a delicate network of blue veins visible just beneath the surface, pulsing faintly as though straining to contain my little sister. Her popped-out belly button stuck out even more noticeably from that angle. The prominent, swollen knob distended boldly from the very center of the massive curve, begging for attention.

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> I'm ovulating. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> I know this because my body has been screaming at me all day — that deep, primal ache in my lower belly that makes me want to fuck anything with a pulse. My nipples have been hard since I woke up. My panties have been soaked through since noon. I've been squirming at my desk for eight hours, pressing my thighs together, trying to focus on spreadsheets when all I can think about is being bent over and bred.

Charlie rubbed my arm soothingly. I gave one curt nod, not trusting myself to open my mouth until I had a better handle on my emotions. The doctor watched me warily for a moment but eventually approached Charlie again. She lifted her shirt, revealing her flat belly and smiled at him in encouragement. It was hard to imagine a pup was growing in her belly, as flat as it was. I'd noticed during her heat that her tits looked fuller, felt a bit heavier in my hand, but I’d chalked it up to a hormonal side effect. Apparently, it was, but not in the way I’d thought.

“Same sex?!” Another high-profile influencer cried out in surprise, “You mean, he’s a woman?!” “That’s impossible! Absolutely impossible!” Sally teared up as she looked at Maria and pointed at me. “Chris, it has to be you! You must have bribed her! You refuse to take responsibility for our baby! You don’t want to marry me! You’d rather change your sex just to stage something like this! How could you be so heartless?!” I wore a cold smirk as I watched her accuse me hysterically.

The obscene bulges in her belly were massive, cocks rubbing and fighting for space inside her. “Fuuuuuuuck!” Rebecca screamed, eyes rolling back as her body convulsed. The stretching was agonizing ecstasy. Her prolapsed cunt lips clung tightly around the two pistoning cocks, turning inside out with every thrust. Louis didn’t wait. He shoved his monstrous wrist back into her overstuffed pussy alongside the two cocks, fisting her while she took double vaginal. The pressure was insane—three massive intrusions battering her cervix, punching straight into her womb.

My belly looked pregnant with quadruplets from how deep and full they were stretching me. When they finally reached their limit, the orgasm was catastrophic. All four men roared and unloaded inside me at the same time. Thick, heavy ropes of cum flooded my womb in massive quantities. So much cum pumped into me that my belly visibly swelled even more. When they finally pulled out one by one, a literal waterfall of thick white cum gushed out of my ruined, gaping pussy onto the stage floor. I lay there twitching violently, my eyes unfocused, body covered in sweat and cum, belly slightly swollen.

They use me in every position imaginable, double penetration, triple penetration, one in my ass while another fucks my pussy and a third uses my mouth. My belly stays distended, constantly refilled with their cum. Sometimes they press on it, making the excess leak out, only to fuck me again and fill me up more. The collar keeps me in a state of constant arousal, my body responding eagerly even as my mind screams in protest. By dawn, I'm covered in cum, my holes gaping and sore, my belly so swollen I look pregnant already. But they're still hard, still ready for more. "Round two," Vossar says with a grin, stroking his erect cock. "And this time, we're not stopping until you're begging for our

The entire day became a marathon of belly-focused breeding. He took her against the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the ocean. Pressed her belly against the cool glass while fucking her from behind, the cold making her whimper as her heavy dome squished outward. Anyone with binoculars on a boat far below might have seen them a heavily pregnant woman being railed while her massive belly was on full display. He made her ride him reverse cowgirl, forcing her to bounce on his cock while he held her belly from behind, feeling it bounce and slap against her thighs with every drop. The visual drove him wild.

The family simply waved him on and kept going. Back in the basement, the night culminated in the deepest womb abuse yet. Special post-birth womb inflators were used. Long, thick devices were pushed past each of our cervixes and inflated massively inside our uteruses, stretching our recently emptied wombs to capacity. Our bellies bulged again as if still pregnant. The men fucked around the inflators, then removed them only to replace the void with fists and cocks. I was triple-penetrated, cock in pussy, cock in ass, and a fist in my womb. The overwhelming fullness made me pass out briefly from pleasure, only to wake up to another load being pumped inside me.