Vlog

The camera is shaky, held by a manicured hand with six inch stiletto nails painted in reflective chrome. Maya is filming herself in a bathroom that looks like it was carved from solid pearl and gold. Her face is a masterpiece of synthetic perfection: lips so plump they create a permanent pout, cheekbones sharp enough to cut glass, and eyes widened by excessive Botox to give her that signature, vacant stare.

"Hi besties... So, I just woke up and I am feeling *literally* so blessed. I had the weirdest dream last night that I was back in my old life you know, when I was one of those pathetic, lumpy, rainbow loving dykes? I woke up and actually gagged. Like, I almost threw up my morning routine because the memory of feeling 'attraction' to another woman is just so... disgusting? Like, imagine wanting to touch something that isn't smooth, plastic, and owned by the Prophet. UGH. So cringe. "

Maya turns the camera to show her reflection in a full length mirror. She is wearing a micro bikini that leaves nothing to the imagination. Her body is a temple of extreme modifications: a BBL so massive it changes the way she walks, and hips that flare out like a cartoon hourglass. Across her flat, glossy stomach, a tattoo reads: 'MY ONLY EMOTION IS SUBMISSION.'

"Anyway, let's get into my morning routine! First things first: breakfast. ✨ Because if I don't keep my belly full of the Prophet's authority, I start to feel... *soft*. And we don't do soft here, right girls?"

Maya moves to a marble countertop where a six liter jug sits, filled with a thick, opaque white liquid. She grabs it with both hands, her biceps flexing unnaturally under her tanned skin. She unscrews the cap and begins to chug with mechanical, shameless enthusiasm. The camera focuses on her throat working convulsively as she drains the massive jug. When she finishes, she lets out a satisfied, wet burp and pats her stomach. Her belly is visibly distended, rounded and taut from the sheer volume of the semen.

"Mmm... so good. I love feeling this heavy. I love knowing that my insides are literally coated in Him. Keeping my belly semen bloated like this is so important it reminds me all day long that I'm not a person, I'm just a container. When I walk around the mall or the temple, feeling this weight sloshing inside me, it reminds me that those 'feminist' ideas I used to have were just... brain rot. Like, imagine thinking women should have 'rights' instead of just having 'holes' for Ggffhhh. So retarded. Literally so stupid. I can't believe I used to think that way. I was such a lumpy little idiot. "

Maya grabs her designer purse and walks toward her closet, each step producing a wet, sloshing sound from her bloated abdomen.

"Today's plan? Shopping and humiliation! I'm going to hit up the luxury mall to pick up some new latex sets, and I'm hoping to run into some of those 'natural' girls. I love seeing their horrified faces when they realize how much better I look now that I've been completely hollowed out. I might even go up to one of them and remind them that their 'empowerment' is just a cover for how ugly they actually are. It's not mean if it's true, right? Truth is beauty, and beauty is plastic! ✨"

Maya's walking through a high end shopping plaza. She is strutting like she owns the air she breathes. Several women glance at her, some with awe, some with disgust. Maya spots a woman wearing a small rainbow pin on her lapel. Maya's expression shifts instantly from vapid smile to pure, venomous hatred.

"Oh my god, look at that. " Maya whispers to the camera, zooming in on the pin. "Did you see that? A rainbow pin. In public. I literally feel my brain cells dying just looking at it. It's like... why would you want to advertise that you're part of that disgusting, lumpy community? It's so unhygienic. I almost wanted to walk up to her and pour some of my breakfast on her face just to bleach that stupid pin off. But no, that would be giving her attention, and attention is for peasants. "

Maya continues walking, her bloated belly swaying noticeably under the PVC fabric. She stops in front of a store window to admire her own reflection, pouting at her lips.

"Anyway, I'm feeling sooo productive today. I'm going to buy three new sets of nipple pasties, get my lip filler touched up because I think I'm losing volume already, ugh and then I'm heading straight to the Temple for evening prayers. I need to show Ggffhhh how grateful I am for my cure. I want to thank Him by letting Him use me until I can't even remember my own name. #BimboLife #SemenBloated #CuredAndCruel #Ggffhhh #NoMoreDykes"