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Karrie seemed like a normal enough woman. Every day, she would wake up, brush her teeth, have herself some breakfast, go to work, and then return home by the end of the day. To anyone who passed her on the street, or gave her a polite "Hello" on the subway, she would have seemed just like any other working woman. Even her appearance was standard, dressing modestly, her red hair in a bun, wearing a pair of glasses, making herself appear much older than she actually was. Of course, as all of this buildup would indicate, she was in fact, very strange. If a strange woman had ever existed, it was her.
At the top of the list of her unusual traits was a particular fetish she had. For whatever reason, she was incredibly aroused by the thought of pregnancy, and everything about it. The kicking? A turn-on. The swollen, milk-filled breasts?? Incredibly hot. Feeling her belly bloat out, into a tight, perfectly round sphere? Arousing as all hell. She couldn't stop t