#pregnant housewife

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I’m not sure what I love more; my wife’s body as it grows ever curvier and more beautiful, or knowing she’s enjoying her transformation just as much as I do.

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Is it harder to clean as well as Becca’s husband expects with her huge bump and big, milky tits? Of course. Is being able to grow his seed inside her, and give them the happy home they’ve both always craved, make it all worth it? Absolutely.

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Just admit it, you want this more than anything else in the world. Money, achievements, a job, all of it pales to the satisfaction of feeling your belly grow round and taut with child and your breasts swell and fill with milk. Not only is it okay to want this, it’s natural. Millions of years of physical and mental evolution have made women designed to look this way, and to make the process of growing more pleasurable and fulfilling than anything else she could ever possibly do. Embrace your destiny.

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How about a little excerpt from my new book?

Slowly Zoe shifted her heavy bulk side to side, attempting to glimpse her expanded body from every possible angle. She felt no anger or shock at what had happened to her, only a sense of contentment stronger than anything she’d ever experienced before. The Crescente nanobots had altered the very biology and chemistry of her brain, and she knew it, but Zoe could only feel gratitude. At last, at long last, she’d been shown her true purpose, and for that she’d always be appreciative.

In the bedroom, mounted on a wall, was Zoe’s law school degree. She’d always had fond memories of her graduation, of standing on that stage and receiving her diploma in her ornate cap and gown. Now though, she felt frustration. Why on earth had the old her thought that being a lawyer was a worthy use of her time and abilities? Law school had been 3 terms of 10 months each. In that time she could have had at least 3 pregnancies! Plus there was all of that time after graduating, when she’d wasted her life working long nights at the firm. Instead of embracing the gifts she’d been given as a woman—to grow life inside her, and care for her family—she’d chased meaningless accolades in a man’s world. And, worst of all, instead of giving Jonathan the family he’d been so right to crave, she’d rejected him.

Jonathan. Zoe’s thoughts turned to her wonderful husband, just beginning to stir a little in bed. Thinking of him made her heart melt and moisture flow into her pussy. He had been so right about wanting her to bear his children, and she had been so cruel to him in return. But despite her horrible failures, he still loved her enough to breed her, to choose her out of all the women in the world to carry his seed. What an honor! What a blessing!

If you’re enjoying Pregnant Housewife Week and/or my captions, be sure to check out my newest novella here! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09VZRLQ4X

If you’re enjoying Pregnant Housewife Week and/or my captions, be sure to check out my newest novella here! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09VZRLQ4X

I come home from a long, frustrating day at work to find more beautiful, pregnant wife waiting for me. My arrival through the door draws her attention, and in her gaze I see all the warmth, love, and adoration I could ever have hoped for. She is not only the most beautiful person I’ve ever met, but the most amazing, kind, calm, supportive, intelligent woman I could ever have imagined. And I can’t believe she’s mine, and that she’s carrying our family inside of her.

Despite being 8 months in she is still strong and healthy, and she knows how much her altered—to my mind, improved—body drives me wild. I think back to that night not that long ago, back when her belly was flat and her breasts smaller—when together we made this baby. I remember the two of us fucking each other’s brain’s out, love and lust combining in a heretofore unknown concoction as we fulfilled our biological urges. I remember her telling me that she had chosen me to make her pregnant, that she wanted to give me children and to be their mother, that I was to be the one who would claim her and make her a woman. And in response I plunged my cock deeper into her warm cunt, telling her through gritted teeth that she was now mine, that I was going to fill her with my seed and make her into a huge, pregnant goddess. And so I did, unleashing my essence into the woman I had chosen as the perfect mate and
carrier of my children.

I know the look my wife is now giving me. The warmth is still there, but also a hunger. Pregnancy has made her libido skyrocket and every part of her more sensitive, so it’s a good thing she ended up with a guy with a pregnancy fetish. She knows how much I love hearing about how much bigger she’s become, or how she’s ended up like this, a horny little pregnant slut, because of me. That’s all it will take for me to pull of her robe, caress her perfect, gravid midsection, lower my mouth onto a newly-brown nipple, and slowly guide her to a comfortable position. We’ve had to get creative with positioning these last few weeks, but where there’s a will there’s a way and it seems that the sex somehow seems to get better the larger her belly and tits become.

And afterwards we’ll cuddle, the frenzy leaving our bodies temporarily. Maybe we’ll spoon, my hands wrapped around her giant belly as we bond as a family. Or maybe we’ll lie facing each other while I suck the colostrum from her beautiful breasts while she smiles and strokes my hair. Either way, we’re too happy to let this end in just a few more weeks. We’ve already talked about having a big family, and we’ve both agreed we want her to stay heavy and pregnant like this for the foreseeable future.

If you’re enjoying Pregnant Housewife Week and/or my captions, be sure to check out my newest novella here! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09VZRLQ4X

If you’re enjoying Pregnant Housewife Week and/or my captions, be sure to check out my newest novella here! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09VZRLQ4X

My wife never used to cook for me. She always said she was too busy with her own job and that it just some silly old gender stereotype. But once I impregnated her it’s almost as if a switch flipped. As her belly grew, her tits swelled, and her lengthened she seemed to become more nurturing, and dare I say it, more submissive. It was almost as if the act of pumping my seed into her belly and giving her a baby had made her realize how powerful I could be, and how lucky she was to be chosen to carry that life inside her.

Now I come home most days to find her humming contentedly as she prepares dinner. Sometimes she serves me completely a naked, a cue for me to enjoy my deal and that some fresh milk, straight from her beautiful dark nipples, is my dessert.

She’s embraced her natural state, barefoot, pregnant, and in the kitchen. And look how happy and she fulfilled she is as a result.

If you’re enjoying Pregnant Housewife Week and/or my captions, be sure to check out my newest novella here! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09VZRLQ4X