My girlfriend and I were still quite young but we had over a dozen children together. Despite being yelled at by our parents, our teachers and even our religious studies teachers, we wouldn't stop making babies. They gave up bugging us when we brought so many into this world. I couldn't follow their advice if I tried, as my girlfriend is bigger and stronger than me, both in her physical stature and desire to have babies.
After we had a few babies, my girlfriend uh... how should I put this... wasn't as rough with me in making them as I had come round to the idea. She's still pretty forceful but she's gentler. She went from "desperate to have my babies at any cost" to "starving to have more of my babies". She would make up excuses like "there are only 4 boys and 5 girls! We gotta balance it out!" before pinning me down to make more babies with me.
Our family photographs started to look like football team photos. The girls in fact became as big as footballers, just like their mother. Our sons were more my size. Just like their parents, the girls had to look out for the boys.
After our first dozen my girlfriend was still starved for more babies. After our second dozen she still showed no signs of stopping. We're currently well on the way to having our third dozen of babies.
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