you’re in a bit of a pickle if you have this amazing reactor within your hips capable of miraculously producing something from nothing at all, but you don’t like what it produces. when you love getting pregnant, and using that womb, and growing huge, and even giving birth, but you can’t, because then you’ll have some crying baby to deal with. many like that find refuge in tentacle infestation and pseudo-egg laying, but a very few find themselves fantasizing about abortion.
I like to fantasize about adoption. like super-adoption. like, the ones who are into it can give birth to their heart’s content, and they don’t have to worry about kids, since the ones who like children take care of raising the little twerps. but abortion’s totally okay too.
I like to fantasize about adoption. like super-adoption. like, the ones who are into it can give birth to their heart’s content, and they don’t have to worry about kids, since the ones who like children take care of raising the little twerps.
but abortion’s totally okay too.Edited