Chapter 5

Waist, hips.

Breasts, butt.

Ovaries.

Ovaries…

Pump! Pump!

Pump! Pump!

Ovaries, ovaries, oh, what else…

What was she thinking about, actually?

She lost herself again.

She lost herself after she’d lost herself. Like in that movie Inception: a dream within a dream.

“Damn… oh, damn.”

Her pussy began to flood. Unbeknownst to her, it was starting to…

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

She was thinking about her belly and… ah, yeah, her waist.

Her waist which highlighted, just like her ass, the width of her hips, and the width of her hips which highlighted, in turn, the bigness of her uterus, the heaviness of it!

The need to make babies. Babies!

Babies… with him.

Focus now, bitch. Focus! She thought to herself, and yes, it wasn’t her waist or hips, and certainly not her ovaries or her womb, that she wanted to focus on at first, but instead another point of pride for her, and one that wasn’t obvious without years of sacrifice pulling iron and weights in the toughest gyms.

Her abs.

It was her abs that she wanted to think about first, a byproduct of both her genetics and a lot of hard work—but, yet again, hard work that hadn’t paid off as much as she wanted it to.

She had trained her abs just like all of her other muscles, and she was happy to see that what was once a very smooth, silky skin developed into four powerful, rigid muscles that stayed visible even when completely unflexed, and sometimes—sometimes—they looked like a six-pack when she flexed them really hard.

And that was it.

She was disappointed that she couldn’t develop stronger abs, or a stronger side under her lats. More prominent obliques, like abs on the sides of her belly, or a more muscular, rigid back, which remained unimposing, unimpressive thanks to her naturally slim, lean, supermodel frame.

Oh, what a pain. What a pain! I’m such a natural supermodel I can’t develop big, bulging muscles! Indeed, this was the complain that most women wanted to have, and most women indeed hated her (even more so than they usually would) because the complaint was real and valid in her case, not just a matter of showing off.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!!