Look at you, a pretty head all empty. Come here, sit between my legs, dumb little things like you need to be safe. And get dumber, drooly and fuzzy. You don't have to use that silly brain right now, little dove. Daddy will do the thinking for you.
Crushing your tiny frame under me, splitting you open while I breed you stupid, watching those little whimpers turn to sobs as I pump you so full you leak for days. You’re not just small, baby… you’re fucking helpless.