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yeah okay

He's into blondes

#//dungeon meshi #omggg

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some rough sequences for a vague idea i had… a cultist allows a demon to impregnate her, and as long as her womb harbors its unholy spawn, the demon is able to see through her eyes, control her body, and even use her as a vessel for its dark magic.

when the church discovers this, they attempt to abort or exorcise the spawn, but soon figure out the woman will die if the creature is removed prematurely.

fearing that her eternal soul will be damned if she dies with a devil inside her, they imprison her and wait for the spawn to be born. she must be blindfolded and bound at all times to prevent the demon from acting through her. and after her cries for help nearly get a kind soul to release her, they keep her gagged at all times. later, this muffles her moans of deviant ecstasy as the spawn pushes tendrils through her cervix and pleasures her cunt and clit.

nearing the end of the pregnancy (maybe it’s a long one, over a year… more…?) the spawn grows strong enough and its tendrils long enough that it tries to grab anyone who gets too close. it finally grabs a guard who approached to push tauntingly on the mother’s grotesquely squirming belly, and they lay eggs in his mouth until his stomach bulges. after this, they lift her up and suspend her high off the ground if anyone needs to enter her cell.

lore ends there… would love to hear if anyone has thoughts about what happens after that… (no gore or death please)

#monster preg #fpreg #imagining if i offer to help her and end up pregnant with demon spawn too 😳

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whoa besties i just took this quiz and it said my love language is impregnation

#breeding #memes

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In an ideal world and living situation, I as a trans guy would honestly love to not notice I'm pregnant - and not knowing how many lives I'm carrying - until I feel the first stronger movements. Up until then, all the other symptoms and the first flutters at around 15 weeks would've just felt like some weird digestion problems and an unbalanced diet, but at 19 weeks, with a more obviously rounded belly, the little thumps and ripples would become visible. I wonder what situation I'd be in when they startle me. Maybe during a shift at a store, or during an important business meeting, or while changing in a wardrobe when I'm shopping, or just at home while chilling in front of the TV? I'd love to hear your ideas...

The possibilities are endless, aren't they? Here are a few for your reading pleasure.

-Imagine working your shift at the store when it happens. Your growing belly has shifted your center of gravity, and you're starting to feel like your feet are more unstable than they used to be. When a particularly unexpected wobble makes you grab instinctively for your belly, you feel the first unmistakable nudge of a tiny limb against your palm.

-Imagine just chilling in front of the TV with some snacks, your body spread across the sofa in a lazy sprawl. Movement catches your eye and distracts you from the screen, and you're shocked to see the surface of your belly undulate as something inside of you moves.

-Imagine standing in the shower, water cascading over your nude body, and idly running your fingers along the increasingly round surface of your abdomen. You think that maybe it's time to cut back on the snacks before the weight really starts to pack on, but then something within you shifts. You freeze, staring down at your belly, feeling the gentle flutter grow stronger until something forces the taut skin to tent.

-Imagine hanging out with friends, playfully jostling one another and roughhousing in that overly familiar way, when one of your buds yanks himself away from you. His face is filled with shock, and he doesn't answer when you ask what's wrong. Instead, he grabs your hand and brings it back down to press it firmly against the faint bulge of your belly. The rest of your friends get to watch realization spread across your face when the unexpected occupant of your womb joins in the fun, its tiny feet kicking you from within.

#tmpreg #AUGHHH NEED

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having slow-rapid pregnancy thoughts

we have a fun, rowdy evening, and i fill you up multiple times. we didn’t use protection, but based on the time of month, it’s probably fine.

(spoilers: it’s not)

later that night, after we drift off to sleep, i have a bleary moment of semi-consciousness. i’m spooning you, hand on your tummy, and i can feel just the slightest unexpected resistance. at first i figure it’s just you breathing, but… i could swear there’s just an almost nonexistent stretch, so subtly rounding you out. i grin and pull you closer before drifting off again.

the next morning, you definitely look bloated, but not unnaturally so. you check it out in the mirror (i check you out in the mirror), we get breakfast, and you leave to go about your day.

you keep looking down at your bulging tummy throughout the morning, expecting it to go down, rather than do the opposite. by lunchtime, you start feeling fluttery movements, and you know something’s wrong.

it’s slow enough that no one can SEE you growing, but you very clearly look pregnant when you obviously weren’t the last time your classmates saw you. i’d guess you’re expanding at a rate of a month of gestation every three hours or so, and you’re definitely carrying more than one.

it certainly doesn’t help that your outfit is about as far from obscuring your figure as your wardrobe can get. when you sit down, you can hear seams stretching ominously.

- 🦑

I’ve been keeping track of my cycle for long enough now that i don’t think twice about letting you fill me up, even begging for it, pleading dumbly for you to breed me while im completely drunk on pleasure.

we both like when you keep your hand on my belly after sex, so of course you notice when i start swelling. im already asleep by then, and you don’t mention it in the morning - you just look at me in the mirror while i check the bloating, before we both move on with our days.

the bloating doesn’t go down. im a little self conscious of how tight my shirt is around it, and my jeans are fairly tight, like always, and if i weren’t in classes i would have them unbuttoned by now. I ignore it the best i can. my stomach isn’t upset or anything, if anything im more hungry than usual, so im having lunch when i start feeling flutters inside me.

i finish eating and rush to the bathroom, unbuttoning my jeans and pulling up my shirt — which feels even tighter than it was before — enough to see how obviously swollen I’ve gotten. i rub my hands over my belly a few times, making sure I’m not imagining it. im not.

i can’t do anything until im done with classes for the day. At least, I try to finish classes. i make it through my next one, but my third and final class of the day is interrupted by the seams of my jeans tearing - and not quietly, either. i go bright red and excuse myself, heading straight home after that.

by the time we’re both home, im five, maybe sixth months along, size-wise — though i look well past full term. im surprised my shirt lasted as long as it did, though the seams on that tear during my commute back home.

we have at least another nine hours left. and, past the concern, im indescribably turned on.

it’s not like i can get any more pregnant if we spend the next nine hours breeding, right?

#breeding #rapid preg #multiples #oh lord...

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#*slowly raises hand* #i mean someday but not for a few years yet probably #breeding #memes

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Course gotta draw some cute belly art of my boy Montanha~! He doesnt know what he's having, but he knows that they are gonna be as tall as their pops based on how heavy this belly ends up being~

#tmpreg #he looks just like me

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You are an exorcist that specializes in exorcising demons.

Currently, you are investigating a small town that's had an unusual amount demonic activity.

You questioned the towns people, however, most seem unwilling to even mention the stranger going ons in their town and simply avoid your questions before quickly walking away.

Lucky for you though, you manage to overhear a few of the towns folk gossiping with each other.

Apparently, for the last few months, a terrifying creature has been roaming the streets seemingly search for something. What it is looking for no one wants to know...

Even more terrifying was that anyone foolish enough to still be out at night would go missing. Only to be found the next morning unconscious with their clothes in tatters.

You then visit the local church to see if the priest if he knows anything.

The priest is surprisingly welcoming of you. Quickly leading you inside and even offering some refreshments.

You explain why your here and ask if priest may know of anything. But the priest sadly shakes his head.

With a sigh, you get up to leave, but are quickly stopped by the priest. He says that it is too dangerous to go out this late and that you should stay in the church with him at least until sunrise.

Deciding it's probably a good idea, you agree.

That night as you sleep in the bed given to you, the priest silently creeps into the room. He stares down with glowing red eyes at your sleeping form.

He so desperately wanted to crawl on top of you and rip that teasingly thin layer of clothing from your oh so tempting body and fuck you until your moans like a bitch in heat.

But ah, he can't. Not yet at least. It simply wasn't the right moment.

It ironic really, before he would have condemn such lecherous thoughts. Back then he was a devout servant of God. A truly holy man.

But that was before he got possessed by the demon. Before his mind and soul were beyond redemption.

Now he was nothing more than a monster that indulges into his own sin.

For the past few months his demon had been searching for a mate, but has had no luck.

None of the humans he found were right. Sure they were decent fucks, but they broke way too easily and left him unsatisfied.

Then you appeared.

The moment he saw you, he knew you were perfect. A single whiff of your scent was enough to have the demon in him purring.

Oh he couldn't wait to see you round with his offspring! All in good time, love~

Kissing you on the mouth anon this is so good-

Of course, in the morning the priest would offer up the bed for as long as I needed to rid the town of its demonic influence. And of course I'd suspect nothing from a holy man. The next few days would go on much the same, getting nowhere with the locals during the day and sleeping in the church at night. The priest taking every opportunity to leer at me while I sleep, weakening my defense slowly with his unholy magic. At least The townsfolk seemed to ease up a bit with the lack of recent attacks.

It was only when I'd finally gotten frustrated with getting nowhere and decided to go out at night myself that I'd catch a glimpse of anything demonic. A huge hulking beast unlike anything I'd seen in all my years as an exorcist with a goats head and huge bat wings. The most I'd ever dealt with was a tiny imp. So I panicked.

All I could think to do in the moment was run for the church, the beast lazily keeping pace. It was clear as it followed me onto the holy ground that there was nothing I could possibly do. The sudden hint of arousal mixed into the fear the beast could smell of me finally became too much to bear- lunging forwards and easily catching me in its claws.

"I've waited so long for this" a rumbling deep yet somehow familiar voice purrs in my ear as long claws shred my clothes like butter. My attempts to flee were quickly stopped by an ungodly long tongue licking down my neck and a sudden weight on my stomach.

Risking a glance I felt faint. The demons cock was so huge there was no possible way it could fit inside me. Though he seemed intent on trying, pulling back and lining up with my cunt.

Without warning half the huge rod slammed inside of me, the stretch unimaginable. He wasted no time in pulling out and jackhammering back in, each thrust forcing more and more of his demonic cock in me. It was only then that I dimly became away of the familiarity in the demons voice; the priest. He moaned how I would be such a good broodmare, taking his corruption so well.

All night he fucked me, never once slowing down. Pumping me full of his demonic seed over and over again until sun rise. Leaving me with my stomach huge and swollen with cum, no doubt already knocked up, to go get ready for Sunday mass.

Nine months later I'm showing a group of church woman my engagement ring, stomach round and tight with twins. How lucky I was, the ladies cooed, that the priest was willing to marry me pregnant with an exes child. Not many men would, but he was just so good and holy.

If only they knew they knew they were praying with the father of the hellspawn kicking in my stomach

#monster preg #breeding #multiples

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The moment you walked into my classroom, I knew you had to be mine. I'd been looking a long time for someone to carry my children, and impatience nearly had me holding you back after the lecture to put a ring on your finger.

You came to my office hours, shyly asking me questions that proved you as smart as you were beautiful. I had every intention of waiting out the semester, until you locked the door and unbuttoned your shirt.

You brought a condom for me. You don't want to get pregnant--you're a freshman in college and you have big career goals. But I'm running out of time. My first wife wouldn't and my second couldn't have children. I want a dozen before I retire, and that means I'll need to put at least one set of twins in you.

Your nineteenth birthday we drink a bottle of wine and I eat you out until you forget how to speak. You forget your birth control pill the next morning. We make love before class.

One missed pill was all it took. Those two pink lines on the pregnancy test are a dream come true. You cup your hand protectively over your flat stomach, and I can see your future slot into place. I wouldn't love you if you weren't a natural parent at your core.

You waver. You have plenty of time. But I don't. And when I offer to hire a nanny and a cleaner, if only you'll keep the baby... that's all the enticement you need to give into your natural instincts.

#need #breeding

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🥴

#need #kink #breeding

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casual impregnation. idk. just being told by a friend or something that they wanna nut in you like it's a normal thing to do and just giving access to them, so they lube up your pussy and warm you up enough so they can slip inside and get off. you get help with the cleaning up because it's the polite thing to do sure and you're obviously thanked for it but it's just an entirely casual process. no big deal. you start to show after a few weeks and just laugh it off. oh yeah they came inside me a while ago! might do it again the next time i see them, haven't gotten around to mentioning this to them yet i've just had so much going on haha. oh what, you need to get off too? i mean sure, it's not gonna get me any more pregnant though you missed your chance on that this time. maybe hit me up on that after nine months, if you wanna call dibs i'll honor that for sure! :)

#need tbh #breeding

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#forever in love with this drawing #mpreg #wish that were me

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could you draw Phoenix in maternity clothes 🥺

I hate to disappoint but honestly I can't picture him in the interesting of maternity wear. Mainly just stretchy tees, and occasionally pants that actually fit. He doesn't exactly have the budget to get a lot of good maternity wear.

I like to think someone has given him some silly maternity shirts though!

#//ace attorney #he would have this shirt what a goober #mpreg #tmpreg

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Brainrotting

Edit I forgot to label the bottom image ajdjak. The first Phoenix is him during Turnabout Bigtop and the second is Farewell my turnabout.

#//ace attorney #tmpreg #mpreg #LOVE HIM KNOCKED UP

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Dudes so not ready to be a father again but THAT SMILE like fine alright I can suck it up for one more batch

Bonus

#LOVE #//dungeon meshi #tmpreg #multiples

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What if we kissed while we were both having contractions

#me and who #birth

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For the build a birth prompt, male, twins, forest, birth denial, pushing the baby back in, overdue and posterior birth would be great. The idea, a cute 5’4 boy is traveling with his two Orc husbands when he gets fucked into labor being nearly two months over due and the pair help him birth the large babies before knocking him up again.

Oh anon, I hope you've been reading my orc saga, because a twinky little elf carrying orc twins is exactly my jam. If you haven't, we have very similar imaginations.

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Sequoia's fourteenth month of pregnancy passes, and then the fifteenth. His belly is still, impossibly, growing. He can't move anymore, weighed down by his children. He can't breathe properly. When he lays down, his children crush his lungs, so he stays sitting, carried everywhere on a litter.

If he was home in elfhame, he'd have herbs to induce his labor, but orcs take pride in going overdue, so their children can be as big as possible. His husbands spoil him, massaging his perfect belly, but they can't even fuck him anymore. He certainly can't reach his cock, so it's been weeks since he's cum, and he might go mad with it.

Finally, even Klaus admits it has gone too far when he can't lift Sequoia into bed anymore. He and Hector together ease their elf into a cart to take him out to the woods. The jostling of wheels over the first path are enough to have Sequoia sobbing with the stimulation, his aching cock rubbing against his gravid belly.

They stop in a grove of trees reminiscent of where Hector impregnated Sequoia, but this one has a hot spring. It lightens Sequoia's weight, and Hector supports him as they float away from shore, needy cock pressed into the small of his back. He only enjoys the weightlessness for a moment before a desperate Klaus has shoved his cock into him.

Sequoia orgasms at the first thrust, and then again when Klaus cums in him. His children kick, but his womb remains still. Hector fucks him from behind, hands massaging Sequoia's heavy, leaking breasts. He goes slow and deep, taking his time, until his elf is shaking with the attention. Klaus bends over him and sucks his nipples until he comes on Hector's cock, and the first hint of a contraction ripples through his body.

They roll him out of the hot spring and lay him on his side. He watches, cock stiffening, as his husbands suck each other off. When they're both achingly hard again, they lift his leg and thrust into him simultaneously, stretching his cunt around both girthy cocks. Years of marriage have them working in perfect tandem, fucking into him so deeply that Sequoia sees stars.

Hector cums. Klaus doesn't. He keeps fucking and fucking, driving into Sequoia, until Sequoia is overstimulated beyond orgasm, begging for a break.

Finally, his waters break, soaking the moss around him with gallons of fluid. His belly contracts around his womb, the outline of fists and feet becoming visible. Klaus pulls out, still hard, a knot swelling around the base of his cock. His heat has begun, and all he wants is relief now.

While Sequoia breathes through contractions, Hector takes his husband's needy cock. Sequoia has a perfect view as the two orcs fuck each other, going for hours as they try to satisfy Klaus' heat.

When Hector is wrung out and exhausted, Klaus turns to his laboring elf. He crouches over him, rubs his belly. "You smell so good," he tells Sequoia. "You've never looked so hot."

Sequoia wants to please his king. Even now, he needs to be filled. He reaches for Klaus, wraps his mouth around his member. Klaus fucks his mouth like he did the first night they met, his knot bumping Sequoia's lips, the tip sliding down Sequoia's throat.

They pause for a contraction, resume. Pause, and resume, until the contractions are too close together to continue. Klaus sinks to his knees behind Sequoia's back, rubbing his cock along Sequoia's spine as he massages him through every contraction.

The baby's head slides into Sequoia's cervix, and then suddenly he's crowning, lips stretching to the edge of tearing. The pain is like nothing he's ever experienced, and he screams into the still night.

Hector makes him lie back and spreads his knees while Klaus holds his head. "Too fast," he says, like Sequoia hasn't been laboring for most of a day. He cups Sequoia's cunt, then presses the baby back inside. Sequoia thrashes, hands scrabbling for purchase in the moss.

Sequoia can't see his husband past the dome of his stomach, but he feels calloused fingers rubbing at his cock, coaxing him to focus on pleasure instead of pain. It almost works, until another contraction moves the child into his birthing canal.

"It's breech," Hector says, and pushes it back again. This time, he goes farther, and Sequoia clenches around his broad palm, thick wrist. His belly quakes and sways as his orc turns the baby inside him.

"That's right," Hector rumbles. "I'm going to get you ready for our babies." His clenched fist slides in and out of Sequoia, occasionally pressing back the eager child, now directed face up. Sequoia's walls shake as he's stretched, but he can't deny how good it feels to be full. He whines and begs, but he's not sure if he wants to cum or he wants to give birth. He's slicked with birthing fluid and Hector's knuckles keep dragging along his G-spot, teasing but not satisfying.

"I'm ready," he whimpers, and Hector pulls out, leaving Sequoia achingly empty. The lack only lasts a moment, as another contraction wracks him and the weight of his daughter's head once more fills his pelvis. It doesn't matter how much work Hector did opening him up; his child is larger than any elf should ever birth.

He pushes valiantly, while Klaus whispers praises and Hector coaches him to breathe. Inch by inch, he spreads around head and then shoulders. In one last desperate push and another gush of fluid, he finally births his first baby. A wail fills the air.

Hector puts her on Sequoia's sweaty chest. She's hermaphroditic, like all elves are, but she has Hector's green skin and already has tiny tusks. Klaus bends and kisses him as their daughter latches and begins to nurse. She's perfectly chubby, though small for an orc baby--he'd guess only seventeen pounds.

They get five minutes of piece before his belly contracts again and he's drenched in his second set of waters. His son kicks his ribs as he slides towards freedom, and Sequoia sobs around the pain. This child is bigger, he's sure of it.

It's confirmed when he crowns and then stalls, each push getting him no progress. He strains and labors, begging for help, as Hector rubs his straining cunt.

"On three," Klaus says, and presses both his massive palms to Sequoia's stomach.

Sequoia counts slowly, and times it with another contraction. Klaus bears down, and their son's head slides free. More contractions yield no more results, so when Sequoia is so exhausted he thinks he might fall asleep with his son halfway out of him, Klaus holds him down while Hector pulls the child free.

"Twenty three pounds," Hector says proudly. "You did wonderfully."

"Such a good boy," Klaus praises. "You've never looked so strong."

They bundle Sequoia into the cart with the babies, one on each nipple. Neither of them make any secret of how much it turned them on to see Sequoia split open on their babies, and Klaus looks nearly mad with lust as he eyes Sequoia's heavy breasts, now sagging to his navel without his full womb to support them.

Hector drags Klaus to a dry stretch of ground, and Sequoia watches them work through Klaus' heat with desperation. Hector does what he can, but Klaus is insatiable, and he spends hours stroking himself and pacing while Hector rests and Sequoia nurses.

Elves heal fast, and two days later Sequoia's cunt is tight and his belly is nearly flat. Klaus still hasn't cum, and Sequoia knows what he needs. He tucks his children into the furs and takes Hector's place under their virile king. Klaus forces his knot into his husband, and it feels like the first time Sequoia has ever been fucked. He strains around the 12" cock, wraps his legs around his husband's hips, and lets the 8' tall, 500 pound orc put two more babies in him.

#monster preg #birth #multiples #oh need