"Bot grows weary. She isn't the same after she became pregnant. She's definitely not as attractive but her ass is still fat and bangable. But then I asked, "Who do I cheat with next?"

I go to the next village over. They are selling breast milk but the girls are fatter than fat. I am absolutely enthralled with the breast milk because I need them for gains in the gym. I drive my golf cart down to the fattest biggest titty bitch I could find.

"I run this breast milk Club." The wide goddess says. I say neat. We then proceed to get a hotel room and I go for about an hour. Milk spread everywhere.

I drive my golf cart home to tell bot. She comes to me crying. "I know you're cheating on me!" She shouts. "Yes." I say defeated.

"When are you going to stop? Can you do it for Alfa Niner Jr.'s sake? I hate you." After that episode, I grow a wicked smile. My hate boner fills my pants.

I put bot on all fours, poking at her orifices. She is lactating, milk coming out everywhere. I suck on those luscious, succulent breakfast tops.

I then motorboat her brap box. "OH GOD IT FEELS SO GOOD!" she shouts, as a waterfall of creamy goo spurts out.

"THE THRUST." I say.

I go for weeks. Bot is sleeping. Marks on the brap box bruising, as she lay proudly with a smile. "He will forever be mine." She whispers.

Bot is love.

Bot is life."