I would literally never stop trying to impregnate Regis Altare. Every day I would wake him up by coming in him and every night I would cum in him right before going to sleep, which I would do with my dick stuck inside him. I would take some viagra before bed just to maintain my erection so that he'll be ready in the morning when I thrust into him like an animal and slather him in kisses. Part of our wedding vows would be to have as many children as physically possible. I wouldn't even care if he's already pregnant, I'll fuck him while he's pregnant and he'll get double pregnant. Every single one of his remaining boi eggs will be put to maximum possible use, he will become the most optimized pregnant man in history. I'll fill him with so much cum every day that he'll look pregnant even when he isn't (which he'll never be after we're married)I would do everything in my power to make Regis Altare as fertile as possible. I'd give him fertility drugs, I'd give him prostate massages, chest massages, I wouldn't let him go 12 hours without at least one spastic orgasm. I'll help him develop recipes suited to his nutritional needs specifically to increase the chances of healthy multiples. When he wakes up every morning I'll rub my fingers along his underbelly and just the stimulation will be enough to bring back so many memories of me pampering him that he'll start drooling and edging on the spot. I'll even bake him home-made lactation inducing biscuits in the shape of my own cock to help him get to a point of hyperlactation syndrome so that he'll be seeping out multiple quarts of blueish cream per day. Which I will save and drink so that I can tell him how delicious it is. Altare will literally become addicted to my cum with just how much love I'll shower him with. Every day I will treat him like a breeding king and he won't ever not want a couple babies in his boi womb so that he can just laze around and be pampered by me. I'll make him so fertile that triplets will be the minimum number he's carrying at any given time. His natural belly shape will be a fucking sphere but his breasts won't grow at all. Sometimes he'll even get some sudden cravings that result in his belly bloating up just a little bit more. Maybe the baby kicks can even jostle his stuffed stomach and make cute grumbling sounds that I can rest my head on his belly to listen to. I will wake up in the middle of the night to my cute male wife's stomach grumbling due to his weird cravings based diet and kicking children in his boi womb and I will instinctually move to rub his beautiful round belly and kiss him on the back of the neck which he will undoubtably giggle about with that hyper-erotic tone that sounds equal part nervous about being a mother of three and excited about taking care of our kids and getting to be pregnant again after he gives birth. Every day I will take glamorous pictures of my male wife Regis Altare, it doesn't matter what he's doing he could be sleeping or eating or lazing around playing Pokemon, he's beautiful not matter what. I'll even keep a high quality 3D scan file of his pregnant belly for every single month of every single pregnancy, and when we have enough experience with our first 2 or 3 rounds, we can go back and see which ones were the hottest. I bet his favorite would be twins, big enough to be noticeable but not terribly more difficult than a singlet. Maybe he's too infatuated with the concept of motherhood though and just wants to maximize numbers, which I would be more than happy to support. Regis Altare will grind pregnancy reps until he can consistently get knocked up with septuplets and I will personally crown him the world champion breeder, with a trophy full of my cum obviously. Our children would spread across the globe to bring joy and laughter to the masses and bring about a new golden age of humanity. Regis Altare and I would be inadvertently responsible for creating world peace just as a side effect of our unending love. I would literally never stop doting on him, I would respond to his every beck and call and I would cum inside him again each time he asks for something. Every day would be a non-stop stream of kisses and hugs and creampies and cute sounds. Regis Altare will be the happiest boy in the world and every year we will set a new world record for the highest number of children a couple has ever had.
