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Look at you, you pathetic, wheezing blob of lard. I'm pregnant, glowing, and thicker than ever with this big, beautiful round belly… and even I wouldn't let your repulsive body anywhere near me. The fatter you get, the smaller and more worthless that sad little clit between your thunder thighs becomes. It shrinks, hides, and eventually stops working completely — just a tiny, floppy, buried nub that can't even get hard anymore. In this clip I destroy you with vicious body shaming, extreme small penis humiliation, and relentless weight gain encouragement. I laugh at your jiggling moobs, your stretch-marked gut, your chafing thighs, and that disgusting fat pad that's swallowed your manhood. I tell you exactly why no woman — especially a superior pregnant goddess like me — would ever want a revolting, impotent pig like you. I mock how your dick is disappearing, becoming incompetent, and turning into a useless decoration while you keep stuffing your face.