One month after the Harvest Festival Breeding Night, Anjali’s belly had started to swell slightly. The village believed she was pregnant with the holy seed of many men. Her big boobs had become even larger and heavier, full of milk. Her nipples were dark and always leaking a little. Her pussy and asshole never fully closed now — they stayed slightly open, ready for use at any time.

Anjali had fully accepted her new life. She no longer thought of herself as Suresh’s wife. She was the Village Ritual Randi — the official cum dump and breeding whore of the village.