Linda Dawnwood

Age: Old enough
Sex: Very female
Hair: Brunette
Eyes: Brown
Height: 4'8"
Weight: Never quite the same twice
Race: Human, by all accounts.

    The term 'MILF' conjures up some very specific mental images. If one was inclined to believe their eyes, they might assume the term was coined to describe Linda. A bit on the short side, but not enough to be mistaken for any other race but human, the woman's figure seems to come straight from primitive fertility idols.

    Past the curly lock of hair and full, pink limps, the woman's chest is burdened with two massive mounds. They sag upon her chest, far too heavy to even attempt to defy the pull of gravity. Those huge melons look swollen, plump and fat from constant use in motherly duties. Indeed, regardless of what she wears, her fat nipples push out against anything that attempts to retrain them. Each one close to a tea cup in side. They're so large, it makes one wonder how any newborn could ever hope to suckle at such monstrous nubs. That is, any human newborn.

    Down from there, her figure doesn't pull in by much. The woman has long since abandoned any notion of keeping the waspish midriff some women work obsessively to maintain. Instead her middle bulges outwards, layers of soft chub and cuddly plumpness cause her belly to paunch outwards, forever bearing the stretch marks of untold numbers of young she's brought into the world.

    Linda's hips are just as expansive as her bust, if not more so! Motherly doesn't even start to describe them, how they swell out from her body, giving her an almost pear shape if it wasn't for how massive her breasts are. Her thighs are thick, plump slabs of soft flesh that slide and press against each other as she moves. They meet in back, forming the large, round globes of her ass. Those soft orbs are pressed tightly together, grinding against each other with every step she takes, quaking softly with every foot fall.

    Should one catch the motherly lady naked, which isn't hard to do as she, they may catch a glimpse of what's nestled between her plump thighs. At first glance, one might be taken aback at the sight of the woman's sex. Perhaps she's not pure human, as she appears. The woman's cunt looking more fitting for a mare than a human. But should one take a closer look at that plump and chubby mound, it seems almost molded that way. As if years of having to accommodate inhuman studs have force her to conform to having a gash that could only enjoy the largest of cocks. That mound always seems to be slightly moist with musk, the scent it gives off fertile in a way more reminiscent of a farm animal that lives a life of nothing but breeding.

    Harder to see, thanks to her massive rump cheeks enfolding it, is her pucker. Like her sex, it looks more fitting to a barnyard animal, plump and puffy. The fat doughnut showing the same size requirements as her cunny, moist from the musk that tends to creep up between her cheeks.

    While her figure is much more than lush, it's rarely as trim as that. It's rare to see the woman when her belly isn't swollen. It may be the fresh donations from one of her less than moderate lovers. But more often than not, her tummy is swelling with yet another of her children. Sometimes several at once! It could be anything from a modest, but cute lump pushing her tummy out, all the way to a massive dome of motherhood that leaves her barely able to move. Likewise her breasts always seem to be in a state of swelling. Those already fat mounds bulging out as they produce an endless supply of cream, showing stretch marks of their own amongst spreading veins, often creating quite the mess as her fat nipples weep with her milk...

(till there's a better option for different sizes of bellies, I'll be using a 'quick and dirty' trick with a bunny tail to show how big my belly gets. If you're not sure on just how pregnant I am, feel free to ask!)
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Linda owns a little farm just outside of the city (no actual location yet, unfortunately). It's something of a boarding home for horse girls, cow girls, and other cuties of a barnyard nature. The only rent is helping the owner keep herself knocked up, so naturally having a massive girl cock is required.

If you'd like to stay on the farm for a few nights, or as a permanent home, all one has to do is ask nicely. If you don't quite meet the minimum size requirements, she can help with that. The farm momma knows her way around a spell or two that will do the trick.