Let Jessica become immobilized
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| - | You find the idea of the six children growing inside Jessica's womb irresistible and decide you want to experience it first-hand. Even unpossessed, Brandon is no cause for concern, his mind completely broken until all he wants to do is fuck. It doesn't take much prompting to your children to make sure one or more of them keep him constantly occupied when he's not with you. They tell you proudly that even during meals his cock is in someone's mouth or someone is sitting | + | You find the idea of the six children growing inside Jessica's womb irresistible and decide you want to experience it first-hand. Even unpossessed, Brandon is no cause for concern, his mind completely broken until all he wants to do is fuck. It doesn't take much prompting to your children to make sure one or more of them keep him constantly occupied when he's not with you. They tell you proudly that even during meals his cock is in someone's mouth or someone is sitting on his lap, and you're only sorry that you don't get to see this for yourself. |
| - | As suspected, even with your demonic powers your body has become almost | + | As suspected, even with your demonic powers your body has become almost too heavy to move, the six babies growing every day, stretching it to capacity. Your already melon-sized tits are growing as well, and although in the first weeks you still heave yourself off the bed and waddle to the bathroom, the time comes when you order Vincent and Amber, who have mostly taken over running the house, to help you do your "business" in bed. Luckily they're not squeamish, and you even come to enjoy being handled like a baby. |
Naturally you still crave sex, possibly even more as pregnancy hormones run rampant through your system. Brandon services you several times a day, as does Vincent and, after his 14th birthday, the next oldest boy, Martin, is more than happy to fuck you. The girls, too, lick your pussy diligently, eagerly drinking your juices, and you even come from nursing, so you usually have one or more children in bed with you, careful that your enormous tits don't squash them while they suckle. | Naturally you still crave sex, possibly even more as pregnancy hormones run rampant through your system. Brandon services you several times a day, as does Vincent and, after his 14th birthday, the next oldest boy, Martin, is more than happy to fuck you. The girls, too, lick your pussy diligently, eagerly drinking your juices, and you even come from nursing, so you usually have one or more children in bed with you, careful that your enormous tits don't squash them while they suckle. | ||
| - | When the first baby is due, birth is easy as always, even pleasurable, the baby's passage through your channel actually making you climax several times. Right after, without even thinking about it, you pull Martin between your legs and get him to impregnate you again. Although you're still carrying five children, somehow that seems too little, and even before the next birth, you get Brandon to make you pregnant with two more, followed by Vincent. With 9 children growing inside you, you feel satisfied for a while, being fucked and licked and sucked. | + | When the first baby, number 27, is due, birth is easy as always, even pleasurable, the baby's passage through your channel actually making you climax several times. Right after, without even thinking about it, you pull Martin between your legs and get him to impregnate you again. Although you're still carrying five children, somehow that seems too little, and even before the next birth, you get Brandon to make you pregnant with two more, followed by Vincent. With 9 children growing inside you, you feel satisfied for a while, being fucked and licked and sucked. |
You're also constantly hungry, your body demanding nourishment, and your children become used to feeding you, first five times a day, then ten, then every hour. You get fatter and fatter, giving birth only to get pregnant again. If it wasn't for your supernatural powers, you'd be long dead, but as it is you simply become greedier and greedier - for sex, for babies, for food. You have long since forgotten that you could switch into a different body, no longer able to imagine a different life. When you give birth to your 50th child while already pregnant with 12 more, you feel nothing but pride, even if that's the day your children install a feeding tube in order to keep up with your insane appetite. You don't bother naming the babies anymore, you barely talk except to grunt in climax or to demand to be serviced, your whole life reduced to the pleasures of the flesh. | You're also constantly hungry, your body demanding nourishment, and your children become used to feeding you, first five times a day, then ten, then every hour. You get fatter and fatter, giving birth only to get pregnant again. If it wasn't for your supernatural powers, you'd be long dead, but as it is you simply become greedier and greedier - for sex, for babies, for food. You have long since forgotten that you could switch into a different body, no longer able to imagine a different life. When you give birth to your 50th child while already pregnant with 12 more, you feel nothing but pride, even if that's the day your children install a feeding tube in order to keep up with your insane appetite. You don't bother naming the babies anymore, you barely talk except to grunt in climax or to demand to be serviced, your whole life reduced to the pleasures of the flesh. | ||
Current revision as of 10:53, 20 January 2016
You find the idea of the six children growing inside Jessica's womb irresistible and decide you want to experience it first-hand. Even unpossessed, Brandon is no cause for concern, his mind completely broken until all he wants to do is fuck. It doesn't take much prompting to your children to make sure one or more of them keep him constantly occupied when he's not with you. They tell you proudly that even during meals his cock is in someone's mouth or someone is sitting on his lap, and you're only sorry that you don't get to see this for yourself.
As suspected, even with your demonic powers your body has become almost too heavy to move, the six babies growing every day, stretching it to capacity. Your already melon-sized tits are growing as well, and although in the first weeks you still heave yourself off the bed and waddle to the bathroom, the time comes when you order Vincent and Amber, who have mostly taken over running the house, to help you do your "business" in bed. Luckily they're not squeamish, and you even come to enjoy being handled like a baby.
Naturally you still crave sex, possibly even more as pregnancy hormones run rampant through your system. Brandon services you several times a day, as does Vincent and, after his 14th birthday, the next oldest boy, Martin, is more than happy to fuck you. The girls, too, lick your pussy diligently, eagerly drinking your juices, and you even come from nursing, so you usually have one or more children in bed with you, careful that your enormous tits don't squash them while they suckle.
When the first baby, number 27, is due, birth is easy as always, even pleasurable, the baby's passage through your channel actually making you climax several times. Right after, without even thinking about it, you pull Martin between your legs and get him to impregnate you again. Although you're still carrying five children, somehow that seems too little, and even before the next birth, you get Brandon to make you pregnant with two more, followed by Vincent. With 9 children growing inside you, you feel satisfied for a while, being fucked and licked and sucked.
You're also constantly hungry, your body demanding nourishment, and your children become used to feeding you, first five times a day, then ten, then every hour. You get fatter and fatter, giving birth only to get pregnant again. If it wasn't for your supernatural powers, you'd be long dead, but as it is you simply become greedier and greedier - for sex, for babies, for food. You have long since forgotten that you could switch into a different body, no longer able to imagine a different life. When you give birth to your 50th child while already pregnant with 12 more, you feel nothing but pride, even if that's the day your children install a feeding tube in order to keep up with your insane appetite. You don't bother naming the babies anymore, you barely talk except to grunt in climax or to demand to be serviced, your whole life reduced to the pleasures of the flesh.
Maybe you should have considered the effects of the hormones constantly raging through your pregnant body on your demonic intellect, but it's too late, and you will spend the rest of your days immobilized by your grotesque body, eating and coming while breeding a bigger and bigger family. You dimly wonder whether you'll die being suffocated by your own fat or while giving birth. You find you don't really care, except to hope that you'll get to 200 babies before then. A demon's gotta have some goals, after all.
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| You are possessing: |
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| 54-year-old pregnant mother |
