After you, my husband, have been away for months on end, and after years of struggling to conceive, I decide to take it upon myself to start a family… just, not with you. I’ve fucked the BBC neighbour next door, and my stomach is massive thanks to the triplets his superior seed has given to me. You find out exactly what happened for yourself when you come home a month early, catching me rubbing oil into my belly, moaning as I reminisce over the sex I had with our neighbour. Startled at first, I decide to simply tell you the truth: your cock is nothing compared to his, and the proof is in the fact that he knocked me up three times in one go, something you can never even dream of. I soon realise that you’re getting hard as I tell you to oil my belly, complaining about how horny I am before I eventually decide to fuck you, talking about how there is no space left in my belly, how I can feel myself growing, and how I can feel all the movements inside me which just make me even hornier. Eventually, I let you jerk off your cock and blow a load over the belly you can never create.