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I can feel it… my belly pressing harder against my shirt, stretching tighter by the second. It's so soft, so full, and I can’t believe how much it’s grown. I shouldn’t want this, but… part of me craves more. I know I’m getting bigger, but I can’t stop. The thought of it scares me… and excites me all at once.
My soon-to-be ex is out of the house this weekend. Anyone want to help me fund a stuffing session? 💕
(I hope you all are doing well! I'm just trying to hang in there 🥹)
(Also why do none of my patreon posts ever want to actually post 🫠)