I'm such a bad Mommy. But you already know that, don't you, my little darlings? I can still feel you moving around in there— must be at least five or six of you, at least. I've never been this big before. To have made it this far through all the rough fucking your mommy has done with so many hard cocks riding her bareback, you must be fighters. And I can feel it, you want to be born, to live and see the world outside Mommy so badly. I can barely stand holding off the urge to push you out of there. You were supposed to come out months ago, so those pills I took to drag this out as long as possible worked. But I have to let you know that you're not going to make it.

You're never going to see my body, covered in so much sticky cum from all these strangers. Mommy's tits are absolutely massive. They're fat and full of all the milk she's making that you'll never have. They leak everywhere, just like my pussy. I love what being pregnant does to my body, how everything swells up all on its own, getting sexier, curvier, all for free. If you could see these wide hips, my thick thighs and delicious ass that wiggles around— when I even can move anymore because there's so many of you in there. You're heavy, carrying this huge pregnant tummy around, so big and round, stretched so much that it forces my legs apart, always in Mommy's way, but not for long. If you saw that, you might understand why your slutty whore mommy is always rattling you around, taking those fat cocks, begging them to fuck me harder as they pump deep inside, splashing their hot spunk everywhere. Oh, it gets me so wet just thinking about spreading my legs and letting some guy I just met pound away at my aching, needy cunt. Mommy needs another cigarette.

Mommy's body was made for sex, for making babies, but not raising them. That's why you're going to see the doctor very soon, and they're going to reach deep inside me, and scrape every one of you out of there. It's going to make such a big mess when they scramble all of you around, mash your little bones, bash you all apart until you're just a bloody mess of goo running out of me.

The only thing your disgusting Mommy loves more than cocks filling her pussy is getting an abortion. It hurts of course, but it's a good kind of hurt. It makes me feel so powerful, because I've made you and I can destroy you, just like that. Actually letting you out of there, and having to take care of you would just complicate things. It's so much easier to fuck whoever I want, carefree, and look forward to the next abortion while I'm doing it.

They'll do it without any anesthetic, so I'll feel everything as they end your little lives before they even begin. You're so far along and there's so many of you, it'll take hours until you're all dead. You're going to suffer and I'm going to cum so hard, as they rip you out of me. My clit is already throbbing just thinking about it.

I know something is wrong with me, to love the feeling of the babies my slutty body spent so much time making slipping out as just a red paste oozing from my cunt, but I can't stop. I've done it many times before, and as soon as I can, after you're gone, I'm going to go right back on the prowl; find as many filthy, thick cocks as I can get ahold of to plough my pussy and knock me up all over again. I'll take fertility supplements like I did this time so I can get stuffed with as many more sweet, innocent babies just like you, as possible, and abort them too, if Mommy doesn't get fucked too hard so that they break up early. It's a wonder you lot have stuck around this long, as rough as Mommy is on you. Maybe, if you're lucky, God is real and he'll put you inside a different, better Mommy who loves you instead of the depraved, sex addicted whore you're inside of now. Let's drink to that. Oh, that makes you squirm around so much. Will you move just like that when the doctor is taking you apart? I hope so.

Do you like it in there when Mommy