The Babysitter

As the wind rushes against your window, the howling sound emanating from it cannot even be heard. You lie there, in your bed, rubbing your swollen belly in lust as you feel the contents begin to digest within. "will they go to my tits?", you hopefully think to yourself. This babysitting job is the best one I've ever had! 3 meals tonight! and the mother's breasts! Oh, they were so juicy", you mutter and can't help but squeeze your own.