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I am one half of a Sid and Nancy type marriage.

You have to babysit your mentally and emotionally volatile wife. You're enamored by me, my strength and convictions. I'm radiant and intimidating. Everything she pretends to be but, behind closed doors this couldn't be farther from the truth.

You reassure her, you listen to her bitch and complain about me. It makes your cock hard. The more she hates me the more it turns you on. Then it happens, the thing that pushes her over the edge. The alpha couple are trying to conceive. A loss is suffered, a miscarriage and she revels in it. She gathers her strength and lashes out. After all, he deserves better. She doesn't even know him but she knows me and he deserves to know who he attempted to have a baby with. A liar. A paid slut who shames other women.

Revenge is sweet.

I decide to show her how easily I can do what she cannot. I am nature, I am fertility. I am GOD. Glowing, beautiful, and radiant. The type of GODDESS who only gains 20 some pounds, then thrives for nine months. My hair thick and full, not a single stretch mark, and never one nauseous moment spent over the toilet.

I take your seed. I am the succubus you lust. You quiver with fear and excitement beneath a real woman. Worshiping my curves, my perfect augmented tits, my heart shaped ass and long statuesque legs. You've thought of this moment so many times and even though you know I am merely using you to gut her, you give in. You are putty in my hands.

You forget her entirely, you can smell my fertility, feel my basal temperature and it is hot. You fill my womb and on the first try, I do what she cannot. I make LIFE.

But I don't want your seed. You disgust me. You're ugly, a face like an ape and not too bright. Being a hedgewitch, a Goddess, a Satanic deity, I use my vast knowledge and power of herbs to rip what is you, out of me. I leave it in the toilet where it belongs and flush it away. A simple reminder for an inferior woman that cannot compete with me... at any given time I take whatever I want just to remind her of her place... A genetically inferior, aging cluster of instability. Then I expel that trash from my body because your genes are also unevolved and inferior.

Once I've had my fun and proven my point, A real man inseminates me

Her nest and womb grow more lonesome every single day.

Fertility Envy