I never wanted to breed with anyone more than I want to with Maeve Midnight. That perfect, curvy body. Those bountiful breasts. The child bearing hips of a literal goddess. It honestly fucking hurts knowing that I'll never mate with her, pass my genes through her, and have her birth a set of perfect offspring. I'd do fucking ANYTHING for the chance to get Maeve Midnight pregnant. A N Y T H I N G. And the fact that I can't is quite honestly too much to fucking bear. Why would Hatchet create something so perfect? To fucking tantalize us? Fucking laugh in our faces?! Honestly guys, I just fucking can't anymore. Fuck.