Jennifer struggled to move well with her stomach. She tried counting on her fingers, she was only eleven now. Her stomach was so large it naturally forced her legs to spread open as she laid down, the weight pressing right on her hips.
Jennifer kicked the dildo to the side as she grabbed the tape recorder, maybe this could offer her much more insight in all the time she had been skipping. She meekly fiddled with the buttons as she loaded in one of the three tapes. She hit play, expecting her voice in some sort of audio diary. Boy was she wrong.
The audio crackled as Jennifer figured the microphone was rustling around somewhere. Then the sound stopped as it was dead silent for a few seconds. Faint voices could be heared, Jennifer couldn't make out the words, the microphone rustled again as the voices became all to clear as she heard her mother's moans. "Yes right there! Right there!" Sylvia cried out in the recording. Jennifer could even hear the wet slaps of her mother's pussy as it was pounded relentless.
Jennifer's mind was in a state of shock, this wasn't what she had expected at all. However, it wasn't....bad. It felt, kinda hot infact. Jennifer subconscious started to migrate her hand over her stomach as she started to play with herself. Jennifer breathed heavily as she couldn't stop listening to the tape, her imagination ran rampant as she pictured herself in her mother's situation. "Fuck" she whispered to herself, mimicking her mother's words. She looked down at her stomach, she wished she could have sex for real, for her to have a hundred babies. She rubbed her stomach, she had it for so long she couldn't imagine not being pregnant, it was just so alluring. All her mom did was have sex all day, she could do that too.
Jennifer reached over in a huff to grab one of the numerous toys spread around her. Slowly placing the warm rubber around her she inserted the toy as she winced, her toes curled at the feeling as she imagined finally having her own boy in her bed. Jennifer let out a soft moan as her hips bucked as a small stream squirted from her vagina.
Jennifer collapsed into the bed basking in the feeling of the orgasm. Her only wish in that moment was if it were real. She turned her head to look around. "It can't be bad if it's my stuff right?" she said cheekily as she thumbed over a second tape. She could get used to this.