Nina's darkest fantasies are written across the pages of her hidden diary, a collection of desires most wouldn't dare to speak aloud. But one stands above all the others- her fetish with being impregnated. She dreams of the moment a real man will claim her fully, pushing deep inside her and flooding her womb with his seed. The thought of her body swelling with life, her belly growing rounder with every passing day, drives her to the edge. It's not just one fantasy; she had many scribbled down- her ultimate cravings, ones she's desperate to make a reality.
Nina
The thought of getting pregnant had always been the surface of my deepest desires-dark, raw, and unrelenting. Seeing women with swollen bellies, their bodies transformed by passion and creation, sent heat rippling through me. I knew exactly what they did to be in that state, and the idea always made my breath hitch and my body ache.
It started when I was 21, a craving I had to suppress through years of university and endless work shifts. But even as life piled responsibilities onto my shoulders, that need never left. It clung to me, lurking in the corners of my mind. Nine years later, despite my chaotic schedule, that fantasy only grew more vivid.
Late at night, I'd come home exhausted but restless, slipping beneath my sheets with sinful thoughts swirling in my head. I'd imagine strong hands gripping my hips, my body sweaty and my inside filled to the brim, swollen with the proof of desire. The pulse between my legs became impossible to ignore until I found release, panting in the dark.
My family only called when they needed money. I was alone-always alone. Maybe that was why these fantasies consumed me. The idea of having a baby, someone who would be mine and love me unconditionally, was amazing. And the thought of getting there, of the act itself, made my body burn.
My best friend once suggested surrogacy. "You get the baby without the mess," she said with a laugh. But I wanted the mess-the sweat, the gasps, the primal connection. I wasn't built to carry a child for someone else and then walk away. That wasn't me.
At 34, time wasn't on my side. Closer to menopause than my twenties, I wondered if I'd ever fulfill this dark, beautiful dream.
I worked two jobs to keep myself busy, one at a small café and the other at an elderly women's care home. The shifts barely overlapped, and I had just enough time to catch my breath between them. At the care home, I assisted the elderly with bathing, dressing, and ensuring they took their medications. I rarely spoke to my coworkers, preferring to focus on my tasks instead.
Today, I was scrubbing a small handkerchief, Mary, the kind-hearted woman I cared for, had just vomited on when a conversation among the other girls grabbed my attention. I paused mid-scrub, as though standing still might help me catch every word without missing a beat.
"Girls, do you remember that website I mentioned last week?" asked a blonde woman, a wide grin stretching across her face.
"Website? You mean that one?" another girl said, putting deliberate emphasis on the words.
The three women locked eyes, sharing a silent understanding, as if they were communicating through some secret code.
"Yes. That one," the blonde confirmed, leaning against the wall with a contented sigh.
"You said you'd tell us about your experience, right? What happened? Did it go well or...?" Another inquired dropping her broom and inching closer.
"Oh, it worked", the blonde said with a dreamy smile. "They ask all these questions to figure out exactly what you're into-bondage, threesomes, whatever you want. You fill out the form, describe what gets you going, and boom! They find a match. He showed up the next day"
"No!" one of the girls gasped, eyes wide.
"Yes! And let me tell you, he knew exactly how to make a woman feel good. I'm talking hours of hot, mind-blowing sex. Best experience I've ever had"
"Wow," a brunette whispered, completely enthralled. "what's the name of that website?"
By the time the blonde finished her story, she was practically glowing, sitting on the floor with a goofy smile.
I stood there, heart racing, pretending to focus on the handkerchief. But the truth was, I couldn't stop thinking about what she just said. A website that could match you with someone who knew how to fulfill your deepest desires?
"Name is ***. Just search it up, girlies, and you'll get it," The blonde girl said, and I fought the urge to pull out my phone and search the website right now.
Chapter 1 First Chapter
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Chapter 2 Second Chapter
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Chapter 3 Third Chapter
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Chapter 4 Fourth Chapter
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Chapter 5 Fifth Chapter
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Chapter 6 Sixth Chapter
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Chapter 7 Seventh Chapter
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Chapter 8 Eighth Chapter
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Chapter 9 Ninth Chapter
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Chapter 10 Tenth Chapter
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Chapter 11 Eleventh chapter
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Chapter 12 Twelve the Chapter
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Chapter 13 Thirteenth Chapter
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Chapter 14 Fourteenth Chapter
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Chapter 15 Fifteenth Chapter
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Chapter 16 Sixteenth chapter
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Chapter 17 Seventeenth chapter
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Chapter 18 Eighteenth chapter
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Chapter 19 Nineteenth chapter
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Chapter 20 Twentieth chapter
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Chapter 21 Twenty-first chapter
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Chapter 22 Twenty second chapter
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Chapter 23 Twenty third chapter
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Chapter 24 Twenty fourth chapter
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Chapter 25 Twenty Fifth Chapter
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Chapter 26 Epilogue and Grade Me Harder Book Intro
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