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When in greece
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Berlynne
The sun beat down bright on the cobbled stone pathway in Greece as sandaled feet padded down the quite walk way. Dressed in traditional ancient garb, a white toga-like dress the short curvy blonde wandered seemingly aimless in the summer sun. There was no denying the short woman was heavily pregnant, some of the other villagers joked she was having two, some curiously asked if she'd been impregnated by a demi-god. Only little Ophelia knew and her lips were sealed.

As she walked along quietly a bathing house came into her hazel view. Rubbing tentatively at the taught fabric over her belly she decided to bathe and rest her aching body and swollen ankles. The echo of only her steps bounced through the stone hallway as she walked quietly to a seating arrangement and disrobed. Pulling the garment over her head her belly bounced low and her breasts jiggled. She groaned as her swollen breasts bounced and came to rest over her swollen belly. Walking toward the water's edge both hands rubbed furiously at her hips, the dull ache of an enormous weight gain was constant and only the water encasing her thick body eased the constant pressure. If one walked close enough they'd see the juts and prods from an enternal source, they were forceful and strong, almost supernatural, it made her moan and wince occasionally as she tried to push the reaching limbs back to where the pain didn't make her eyes widen and her fists clench.

She rubbed along her sides, trying to soothe the angry punches from her imprisoned youth. Blonde hair plastering against her shoulders as she rolled hands along her belly and lower, reaching for her sex. Her hand pressed against it and she slipped a finger inside and gasped, it was about time something felt good instead of constant aching. Her face flushed scarlet as she repeated the action and looked around curiously. She shivered and took her hand away, the pounding desire to pleasure herself almost overpowering. Not now she urged herself, for Hera's sake don't disrupt the growing babe. With one more loud moan the heavily pregnant Ophelia sunk deeply into the water, only her hard as stone nipples, great belly, and head were above water.

Anyone wanna play a villiager or maybe the god that knocked her up in a short term role play with a few different scenes?
Liked by HelveticaBlues (Jan 31, 2020), janaie13 (Dec 25, 2016)
janaie13
I'd be happy to. Feel free to email me at [email protected] if/whenever you'd like to chat!
Berlynne
I sent you a PM!


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