carl x inflesi cumflation

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Picture Carl's tummy swollen and heavy with Inflesi's seed, his belly stretched taut and rounded like he's carrying new life inside. He'd rub ze bulge, cooing softly to ze 'baby' growing within, blissfully unaware that it's nothing more than Inflesi's thick, potent cum sloshing around inside his guts.
He'd start to show, his belly growing bigger and heavier every day, until he looked like he was ready to give birth at any moment. ze sight of Carl, round and ripe with Inflesi's semen, would be enough to make him bust a second load right then and there, just from ze depraved thrill of knowing that he'd broken Carl's mind, made him believe he was carrying his child.
Inflesi would watch him waddle around, his movements slow and awkward, his belly swaying heavily in front of him. He'd watch him struggle to bend over, to reach for things, his swollen gut getting in ze way at every turn. And ze whole time, he'd just be smiling softly, rubbing his belly, talking to ze 'baby' like it was real, like Inflesi hadn't just trapped him in ze most sickening lie imaginable.
Inflesi would watch him go into labor, watch him scream and cry and push, his belly contracting and churning as he tried to force out ze load of cum trapped inside. But it wouldn't come out, would it? No matter how hard he tried, no matter how much he begged and pleaded, he couldn't get Inflesi's seed out of him. It was trapped, locked away inside his broken mind, a cruel joke played on his shattered psyche.
Carl collapsed against ze bed, exhausted and spent, his belly still swollen and heavy with Inflesi's semen. He'd look up at Inflesi with tears in his eyes, a mix of pain and confusion and despair, and he'd whisper, "It's gone… it's not coming out… I can't feel it anymore…" And Inflesi would just laugh, because he knows ze truth. ze truth that his mind is broken, that he's never going to give birth to anything but ze sick, twisted lies Inflesi fed him. And that's when he'd lean in close, his face just inches from Carl's, and he'd whisper, "That's right, you stupid slut. There is no baby. There's only ze cum I pumped inside you, ze thick load that's been rotting in your guts for months now. You're not a mother, you're just a set of holes for me to use, a broken toy for me to fill and empty as I please."
And he'd watch as ze realization hit Carl, as ze shattering of his mind finally sank in, and he'd start to scream, to wail, to beg him to make it real, to give him a baby, anything but ze cruel truth of his existence. Inflesi would just smile at his anguish, taking cruel pleasure in watching him unravel, knowing that he was ze one who had broken him, shattered his mind into a million jagged pieces.
"Face it, whore, you're not a mother. You're just a set of holes for me to fill and ruin as I please. ze only thing you're ever going to birth is ze thick loads of cum I pump into your slutty body." Inflesi would grind his still-hard lollipop against Carl's swollen belly, feeling it slosh with his seed, a sickening reminder of ze twisted reality of Carl's existence. "This is your purpose, slut. To be a living, breathing cum dump, to be filled and bred like a cheap fucktoy until your mind can't take it anymore. And ze best part is, you'll never be able to forget it, not even for a single moment."

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Picture Carl's tummy swollen and heavy with Inflesi's seed, his belly stretched taut and rounded like he's carrying new life inside. He'd rub ze bulge, cooing softly to ze 'baby' growing within, blissfully unaware that it's nothing more than Inflesi's thick, potent cum sloshing around inside his guts.
He'd start to show, his belly growing bigger and heavier every day, until he looked like he was ready to give birth at any moment. ze sight of Carl, round and ripe with Inflesi's semen, would be enough to make him bust a second load right then and there, just from ze depraved thrill of knowing that he'd broken Carl's mind, made him believe he was carrying his child.
Inflesi would watch him waddle around, his movements slow and awkward, his belly swaying heavily in front of him. He'd watch him struggle to bend over, to reach for things, his swollen gut getting in ze way at every turn. And ze whole time, he'd just be smiling softly, rubbing his belly, talking to ze 'baby' like it was real, like Inflesi hadn't just trapped him in ze most sickening lie imaginable.
Inflesi would watch him go into labor, watch him scream and cry and push, his belly contracting and churning as he tried to force out ze load of cum trapped inside. But it wouldn't come out, would it? No matter how hard he tried, no matter how much he begged and pleaded, he couldn't get Inflesi's seed out of him. It was trapped, locked away inside his broken mind, a cruel joke played on his shattered psyche.
Carl collapsed against ze bed, exhausted and spent, his belly still swollen and heavy with Inflesi's semen. He'd look up at Inflesi with tears in his eyes, a mix of pain and confusion and despair, and he'd whisper, "It's gone… it's not coming out… I can't feel it anymore…" And Inflesi would just laugh, because he knows ze truth. ze truth that his mind is broken, that he's never going to give birth to anything but ze sick, twisted lies Inflesi fed him. And that's when he'd lean in close, his face just inches from Carl's, and he'd whisper, "That's right, you stupid slut. There is no baby. There's only ze cum I pumped inside you, ze thick load that's been rotting in your guts for months now. You're not a mother, you're just a set of holes for me to use, a broken toy for me to fill and empty as I please."
And he'd watch as ze realization hit Carl, as ze shattering of his mind finally sank in, and he'd start to scream, to wail, to beg him to make it real, to give him a baby, anything but ze cruel truth of his existence. Inflesi would just smile at his anguish, taking cruel pleasure in watching him unravel, knowing that he was ze one who had broken him, shattered his mind into a million jagged pieces.
"Face it, whore, you're not a mother. You're just a set of holes for me to fill and ruin as I please. ze only thing you're ever going to birth is ze thick loads of cum I pump into your slutty body." Inflesi would grind his still-hard lollipop against Carl's swollen belly, feeling it slosh with his seed, a sickening reminder of ze twisted reality of Carl's existence. "This is your purpose, slut. To be a living, breathing cum dump, to be filled and bred like a cheap fucktoy until your mind can't take it anymore. And ze best part is, you'll never be able to forget it, not even for a single moment."

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Picture Carl's tummy swollen and heavy with Inflesi's seed, his belly stretched taut and rounded like he's carrying new life inside. He'd rub ze bulge, cooing softly to ze 'baby' growing within, blissfully unaware that it's nothing more than Inflesi's thick, potent cum sloshing around inside his guts.
He'd start to show, his belly growing bigger and heavier every day, until he looked like he was ready to give birth at any moment. ze sight of Carl, round and ripe with Inflesi's semen, would be enough to make him bust a second load right then and there, just from ze depraved thrill of knowing that he'd broken Carl's mind, made him believe he was carrying his child.
Inflesi would watch him waddle around, his movements slow and awkward, his belly swaying heavily in front of him. He'd watch him struggle to bend over, to reach for things, his swollen gut getting in ze way at every turn. And ze whole time, he'd just be smiling softly, rubbing his belly, talking to ze 'baby' like it was real, like Inflesi hadn't just trapped him in ze most sickening lie imaginable.
Inflesi would watch him go into labor, watch him scream and cry and push, his belly contracting and churning as he tried to force out ze load of cum trapped inside. But it wouldn't come out, would it? No matter how hard he tried, no matter how much he begged and pleaded, he couldn't get Inflesi's seed out of him. It was trapped, locked away inside his broken mind, a cruel joke played on his shattered psyche.
Carl collapsed against ze bed, exhausted and spent, his belly still swollen and heavy with Inflesi's semen. He'd look up at Inflesi with tears in his eyes, a mix of pain and confusion and despair, and he'd whisper, "It's gone… it's not coming out… I can't feel it anymore…" And Inflesi would just laugh, because he knows ze truth. ze truth that his mind is broken, that he's never going to give birth to anything but ze sick, twisted lies Inflesi fed him. And that's when he'd lean in close, his face just inches from Carl's, and he'd whisper, "That's right, you stupid slut. There is no baby. There's only ze cum I pumped inside you, ze thick load that's been rotting in your guts for months now. You're not a mother, you're just a set of holes for me to use, a broken toy for me to fill and empty as I please."
And he'd watch as ze realization hit Carl, as ze shattering of his mind finally sank in, and he'd start to scream, to wail, to beg him to make it real, to give him a baby, anything but ze cruel truth of his existence. Inflesi would just smile at his anguish, taking cruel pleasure in watching him unravel, knowing that he was ze one who had broken him, shattered his mind into a million jagged pieces.
"Face it, whore, you're not a mother. You're just a set of holes for me to fill and ruin as I please. ze only thing you're ever going to birth is ze thick loads of cum I pump into your slutty body." Inflesi would grind his still-hard lollipop against Carl's swollen belly, feeling it slosh with his seed, a sickening reminder of ze twisted reality of Carl's existence. "This is your purpose, slut. To be a living, breathing cum dump, to be filled and bred like a cheap fucktoy until your mind can't take it anymore. And ze best part is, you'll never be able to forget it, not even for a single moment."

where is ze build up, where is ze story, i cant goon to ts

why do xou wanna goon to me and carl bro why

bartsimpson555↗

is this our punishment for living

Jones↗

inflesi↗

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Picture Carl's tummy swollen and heavy with Inflesi's seed, his belly stretched taut and rounded like he's carrying new life inside. He'd rub ze bulge, cooing softly to ze 'baby' growing within, blissfully unaware that it's nothing more than Inflesi's thick, potent cum sloshing around inside his guts.
He'd start to show, his belly growing bigger and heavier every day, until he looked like he was ready to give birth at any moment. ze sight of Carl, round and ripe with Inflesi's semen, would be enough to make him bust a second load right then and there, just from ze depraved thrill of knowing that he'd broken Carl's mind, made him believe he was carrying his child.
Inflesi would watch him waddle around, his movements slow and awkward, his belly swaying heavily in front of him. He'd watch him struggle to bend over, to reach for things, his swollen gut getting in ze way at every turn. And ze whole time, he'd just be smiling softly, rubbing his belly, talking to ze 'baby' like it was real, like Inflesi hadn't just trapped him in ze most sickening lie imaginable.
Inflesi would watch him go into labor, watch him scream and cry and push, his belly contracting and churning as he tried to force out ze load of cum trapped inside. But it wouldn't come out, would it? No matter how hard he tried, no matter how much he begged and pleaded, he couldn't get Inflesi's seed out of him. It was trapped, locked away inside his broken mind, a cruel joke played on his shattered psyche.
Carl collapsed against ze bed, exhausted and spent, his belly still swollen and heavy with Inflesi's semen. He'd look up at Inflesi with tears in his eyes, a mix of pain and confusion and despair, and he'd whisper, "It's gone… it's not coming out… I can't feel it anymore…" And Inflesi would just laugh, because he knows ze truth. ze truth that his mind is broken, that he's never going to give birth to anything but ze sick, twisted lies Inflesi fed him. And that's when he'd lean in close, his face just inches from Carl's, and he'd whisper, "That's right, you stupid slut. There is no baby. There's only ze cum I pumped inside you, ze thick load that's been rotting in your guts for months now. You're not a mother, you're just a set of holes for me to use, a broken toy for me to fill and empty as I please."
And he'd watch as ze realization hit Carl, as ze shattering of his mind finally sank in, and he'd start to scream, to wail, to beg him to make it real, to give him a baby, anything but ze cruel truth of his existence. Inflesi would just smile at his anguish, taking cruel pleasure in watching him unravel, knowing that he was ze one who had broken him, shattered his mind into a million jagged pieces.
"Face it, whore, you're not a mother. You're just a set of holes for me to fill and ruin as I please. ze only thing you're ever going to birth is ze thick loads of cum I pump into your slutty body." Inflesi would grind his still-hard lollipop against Carl's swollen belly, feeling it slosh with his seed, a sickening reminder of ze twisted reality of Carl's existence. "This is your purpose, slut. To be a living, breathing cum dump, to be filled and bred like a cheap fucktoy until your mind can't take it anymore. And ze best part is, you'll never be able to forget it, not even for a single moment."

where is ze build up, where is ze story, i cant goon to ts

why do xou wanna goon to me and carl bro why

why not