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cheezihouse · 18 days
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He has no idea what’s growing in him… But something else seems to know..
I’m just going to start uploading my animations as videos so the quality stops obliterating the quality of these..
But hello!! I’ve been so busy with finals and such, but I’m not gone!!
Also if you see wonky perspective… No you don’t.. Thank youuu!! <3
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backyardboytoy · 3 months
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God damn had a rapid pregnancy happen in my dreams last night it was good.
I had about a 5 months baby bump, barely showing in a way that you'd start to suspect pregnancy way and I just looked at my small stomach and thought "damn I wish I was full term already". And then my stomach grumbled only to jump out, and the sudden weight displacement hit me so hard I nearly fell onto my knees. Had to grab the wall so I didn't buckle down onto the floor.
Huge gut now resting perpetually on my pelvis with so much weight it was forced to adjust to. My barely a second glance stomach erupted out into a third trimester, at least triplet pregnant belly. My belly was so huge and swollen it would've been resting on my knees if I'd sat down. I was just completely undeniably pregnant, belly stuffed with a heavy group of kin. I remember looking down at all the extra weight. I was suddenly forced to carry, the sides of my stomach in my tenative palms. And I got to watch and feel it when a large rolling kick hit the top of my stomach, shifting the top of my skin, when whatever was in my womb started to move.
My dream changed attention after that, but I god damn I wish it had stayed focused there longer!!! Put me back!!!
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tboycumdump · 13 days
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boys with wide child baring hips, fat asses and wet pussy aching to milk any cock dry
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generoustummy · 23 hours
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Little bump, drank 2L water to feel kinda pregnant.
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puppykittyangellamb · 5 months
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breed me and keep me full and fed! I’ll be your perfect little boywife househusband wagging my tail when I hear your truck pull up in the driveway heaving my heavily pregnant self to the door to greet you and you note “good boy, look how big you’ve gotten, you’re bigger than you were this morning!” And it makes me so happy!! And you’ve brought home take out for us! I just wanna get big for you!
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gummysharksafterdark · 3 months
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Poor little boy got held down and impregnated by a man last night. In the middle of the street, cock pressed right up to his cervix, pouring his hot load directly into the boy’s womb. The man held him there as he cried and begged for him to pull out, but the man was determined to make sure none of his seed could escape such a pretty boy’s womb. He ached to claim the boy’s eggs with his sperm
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stupidlypregnant · 25 days
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I need my tummy to be filled to the brim, skin stretched taut, baby buns kicking and squirming inside like crazy, making me whine and whimper constantly. Everything so tight and cramped that it's almost hurting to touch the veiny orb.
But you rub my belly nonetheless. You wanna feel the life you put inside me against the palm of your hand. You dig your fingers into the sore muscles, glide over my sensitive navel. You want me overwhelmed and desperate, knowing you'll keep me like that for as long as it pleasures you.
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riveroryn · 5 months
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Omg I just want to be heavily pregnant going into labor resisting the urge to push and then finally giving in and PUSHING my baby out of my birth canal. Yelling with each push. Sweat dripping down my body. My belly shining with sweat in the light. Feeling my baby stretch me wider and wider. Pushing against that pressure. HNNNGGG
Bonus: have a birth partner encourage me to breathe and push. Commanding me to push harder as the baby crowns. Praising me as the baby emerges more and more.
Uggghh give it to me
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b0tt0mb0y · 1 year
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I’m back again
I vanish pretty often a know, I got a lot of irl shit going on- so I often don’t have the time or energy to post, sorry bout that. Anyway, now that I’m back- I’ve thought a few times about a specific scenario, it’s one I’ve seen on here a few times- just kinda a few different posts. So, I guess I’ll share what it is. It’s an alien abduction thing, aliens need nests to lay their eggs in kinda thing. Their species don’t have the same gender roles as humans, they’re all breeder with big ovipositors. They lay lots of eggs, clutches of ping pong ball sized eggs, with soft shells, that eventually grow to the size of tennis balls- and harden as they grow. The aliens, needing incubators for their eggs, abduct humans. They’ve discovered humans make the perfect incubators for their eggs- having so many holes to fill. Imagine being one of the lucky people snatched by these aliens. They bind you to a table, legs spread apart wide. Giving you an aphrodisiac in the form of an injection, or a mist if you’re scared of needles, it gets you dripping wet and ready. Humans can’t handle more then one clutch at a time, so the wait lists to breed you would be months long- since they’re all desperate to lay their eggs. Being a breeder for these aliens is gonna be your job for the rest of your life, the first alien would approach you, for a moment you’d be scared- till you felt one of the monsters two giant c0cks enter you, (did I mention they have two :>) it’s so big- but you where so horny that you feel nothing but pleasure. Moaning and whining as it fucks you hard, the alien goes for a while- enjoying your little human noises. It makes you cum a few times before it starts laying. The eggs being pushed into you feel so good and heavy. When it pulls out you assume it’s over, sad. That is until you feel its second cock enter you. Pumping you full of cum after a bit. Your finally done, the aliens cum forms a sticky layer plugging you up, so no eggs can escape prematurely. The alien then leaves, leaving you to whine and beg for more. Unfortunately you won’t be getting any more eggs for a while, but due to humans having multiple holes- the aliens still offer you pleasure. Dumb from need they easily move you to another room. Your strapped down again, a fucking machine near your ass- and a dildo above you for you to suck. How kind. They turn the machine on and leave you to continue their duties. The pleasure never stops, when your not being bred your fucked by the machine. It’s such a wonderful life for you. A dumb alien incubator.
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push-and-scream · 20 days
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Like a good girl
Tw birth, r4pe, ftm birth, misgendering
This is a commission from @donotpush who did an amazing job! I love this fic so much
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Dad knew better. Always, Dad knew better. Since he was a little kid it was his strong hands guiding his way, picking him up from the floor when he fell, always having the right words. So Dad must be right now, too.
At first, he thought his dad was just overreacting when he told him about his transition. That dad would get over it because, after all, he loved her.
But now, as Dad pounded into him. He wasn't that sure about it. It was a punishment, Dad said. Because she didn't want to behave like she had to.
Aiden feels his dad's hands gripping his hips, pressing his body against the mattress to keep him still. The tip of dad's dick is pressing against his pussy, teasing up and down and rubbing at his clit. A small whimper escaped Aiden's lips when his dad slid inside his throbbing entrance.
Beneath him, Aiden squirmed at the sensation. The older man started to pound into him, one of his hands on his hip to keep him still and the other busy moving to lift his leg and prop it upwards, holding it in the air as he fucked him.
“Fuck…” Aiden whimpered.
His father's hand traveled to his chest, gripping harshly at his breasts as he continued to pound. A loud moan escaped his mouth at the sensation of his nipples being pinched and trapped between his fingers.
The sensation of having someone playing with his tits and feeling so good while someone fucked his pussy made him think that maybe Dad was right, that he was made to be a girl after all.
“I'm gonna… teach you…” his dad's voice whispered in his ear, and the words ended up lost in the air between Aiden’s moans. “I'm gonna teach you how to be a good girl. A good girl…”
Aiden's dad pulled out of his pussy, and slipped the condom off his erect dick with a quick movement. It should have worried Aiden, but his mind was drowned in a fog of pleasure that it was the last thing he couldn’t think about right now.
It's his dad's hands that turn him around, throwing his body around like it's nothing. He wasn’t such a strong man like his dad, he knew it, and that's why when he said that Aiden deserved to be punished, he found no way to fight against it.
Dad's hand traveled up to his neck, sliding his hand in his newly freshly cut hair before he pressed his face against the pillow. Then, he used both hands to lift his hips slightly up before he started pounding inside of him again, hitting that spot and sending a wave of electricity over Aiden’s body.
Aiden felt his legs like jelly as his dad finished inside of him, the warmth of his seed filling his pussy.
“That’s it…” his dad breathed heavily behind him. “Like a good girl.”
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When he stopped having his period, he thought that maybe it was the result of the testosterone. Even when he knew that it was way too early for that kind of effect. When he started to put some weight on, when his body became softer, he thought that maybe this was normal.
Lately, he had been eating a bit more, so it made sense that his thighs were fatter and that his tummy was a bit bigger. But then his boobs grew and became more sensitive, and his nipples changed, and his stomach just kept on growing. His whole body was sensitive, a single touch, a single brush over his nipples would send him crazy, his clitoris was almost burning at every touch, at every sensation.
The moment he felt something moving inside of him, squirming and stretching against the skin of his stomach, he couldn't deny it anymore. His dad's punishment wasn't over, and he would have nine more months to think about what he chose to do.
He was pregnant. There was no way to deny it anymore. His dad promised a sibling, and his dad fulfilled his promise.
He tried to hide it as best as he could. Winter came, and oversized hoodies and loose clothes made wonders. But as it came, it went, and suddenly Aiden found himself too hot, too bothered to be fully covered with sweaters.
He couldn't stand watching himself in the mirror for too long. His body was doing what Dad said it should be doing: being the prime example of womanhood. He was so gravid, so swollen and filled with life. Fuckin’ pregnant.
He turned to his side and observed his profile: his chest was huge and swollen and sensitive, no longer being able to hide behind his binders, resting on top of his rounded-out stomach.
Inside of him, his baby rested not so peacefully. His sibling was a big baby, and his huge and tender stomach contrasted with his slender frame. He could feel the baby resting low on his hips, the weight of the head almost opening him up, like a bowling ball. It was a constant reminder of his punishment.
All of the extra weight wasn't the worst part. The worst of it was that a lot of his little progress was erased; under his clothes, his body started to look quite feminine. He hated it.
His dad was quite proud. There was a sly smirk on his face when Aiden wasn't able to hide his growing stomach anymore, and he always remarked how she was doing what she was supposed to do, carrying his baby so well.
Even if he may have been able to hide it pretty well with loose clothes, the way he started to waddle, to always have a hand on his back, to be careful with almost everything because his body had just become a complicated thing to move around being so gravid.
His hips widened to adapt to the baby, so feminine now, his breasts grew like a pretty girl. And his pussy was always wet. He was always horny and hungry for dick to fill him up. Like a good girl.
Get knocked up. Carry a baby. Be a mommy. Be a good girl. Over the months, as he became more and more pregnant, those kinds of ideas were all he could think about sometimes. To be a good girl. Even now, in the last months of his pregnancy, most of the time all he could think about was about being a good girl and letting someone –anyone— fucking his pretty pussy and having his engorged tits in their mouth.
Aiden stared at the forming puddle beneath his feet. One of his hands gripped tightly at the base of his contracting belly and the other one rested on his lower back.
He woke up early in the morning to painful contractions, after a night of little rest. He labored all morning, and all afternoon, and as he finished doing chores, his water broke.
They didn’t talk about it, but between his dad and him, they decided to have a home birth. His dad said something along the lines of every woman’s body knows exactly what to do when the moment comes.
“Fuck…” Aiden moaned, gripping the kitchen counter and swinging his hips in the air.
Beneath him, his gravid stomach hung low and distended, contracting. Inside of him, his sibling kicked relentlessly.
“Fuck…you're so big” he mumbled, all of his attention focused on the feeling of his baby resting on his hips, low and heavy. Like a bowling ball, the head of his child rested on his pelvis, almost threatening to fall out of him with every movement.
Aiden groaned, falling to a squat as another contraction took over him.
“God…!” He whimpered, “Come on…!”
The first three months, he barely showed. In Aiden’s mind, it meant that he was lucky, that he was gonna have a small baby and, shit, maybe he could even ignore it. But as soon as he went past the three-month mark, his stomach just swelled. By the moment he was seven months or so, he looked pregnant with twins.
If anyone looked at him, they would never guess that he wasn’t pregnant with twins, just with a huge baby.
He could feel it when he walked. How as each month passed everything just became harder and harder with the enormous baby in his womb, from tying his shoes to bending over to pick stuff from the floor.
But, incredibly contradictory, his body seemed to just naturally adjust to it. His dad said that it was meant to be, he was such a good girl for carrying his baby so well.
He wasn’t sure about that, but his own body seemed to agree with his dad. Everything seemed that he was meant to be a mother, to carry big babies like a good girl.
And like any good girl, the more pregnant and full and big he got, the hungrier he was for having strong hands around his body and a big dick filling him up. It was almost a craving, to have someone spread his pussy lips and fuck him good.
In the end, he just couldn’t help getting wet every time he saw his naked body in the mirror. His stomach was huge and gravid, his tender breasts resting on top of the mound of flesh. His hips, now wide and made for what they meant to do: bring a baby to this world. Like a good girl.
Another contraction took him away from his thoughts. His hand moved between his legs, feeling the sensation of his swollen and wet pussy lips parting as he slid a finger inside of himself to check his progress.
“Ughn… mhm…” he groaned, rocking his hips in the air at the feeling of fucking himself. “Fuck…mhm…”
The head was almost there. He could feel it making its way down his pelvis and getting closer to spread him open. The thought made him shiver.
As he waddled around the living room, pacing with both hands cupping his stomach, another painful contraction took him almost by surprise. He still wasn't used to the sudden explosions of pain that made his body shake with each contraction. Aiden gripped with a hand the couch, and with the other, he rubbed circles on the tense skin of his stomach.
Aiden let out a loud moan when he felt the baby descending in his pelvis.
“Oh, you're so low,” Aiden groaned. “Ugh….mhm…”
The contraction passed, and he panted and started to walk again. It was only as he walked around that he realized how low the baby actually was now. It felt as if at every step the baby could just pop out of him, the weight sitting uncomfortably on his birth canal.
He had been able to ignore the almost invisible need to push that was there, but now, the need was becoming an urge and with every moment, it was becoming harder and harder to ignore.
“So low…” Aiden whimpered, pressing his forehead to the couch back as he rocked his hips in the air.
Besides all the discomfort, besides the feeling of the head right behind his swollen lips and threatening to split him open, it sort of felt right. His body was doing what it was meant to be, after all. His body was meant to be fertile and gravid, his womb always full, like the slut he always knew he was.
“Aghnn…!” Aiden whined, coming down to a squat as another contraction hit him. “Fuck. I’m so close. It’s coming…!”
His stomach tensed and it felt like a hundred needles on his back when the contraction reached its peak. He bit his lips, and beneath him, his knees trembled as the baby descended even lower.
As he stood up with difficulty, another contraction took over him. His lips parted and Aiden let out a long, loud groan as his legs forced themselves apart: the head of the baby made its way lower and suddenly, it was right there, right behind his lips. With a hand, he reached to feel his swollen lips. Brushing over his sensitive clit, he felt the head beginning to crown.
“Oh, ughn…” he moaned, standing with his legs apart to give the head all the space it needed. “Fuck! Ughn!”
Another contraction and Aiden squatted again. His body instinctively pushed, and the head slipped a bit out. With every passing second, with every unconscious push that his body gave.
“Ahh…ugh…” Aiden moaned as he slowly propped himself up. “Mhnmg…shit…”
He waddled around the couch, walking comically due to the head crowning between his legs. One of his hands was on his tense stomach and the other was down between his legs, feeling the bulge of the head on his swollen pussy. As soon as he was in the middle of the living room, he squatted down again, his legs wide open.
His chin pressed to his chest as Aiden pushed with the next contraction.
“Ugh…!” He whimpered, eyes closed and face turning red. “Fuck! Come on…I can feel you. Nhgn!”
The head slipped past his lips a bit more. Then, his eyes widened at the sensation: it was big. So big. Bigger than he thought.
He screamed as another contraction took over him. Things were going fast, and he thought he should be happy with it, but the head was so big that it felt as if it were to split him open.
“Oh God, oh God…mhgn!” He moaned, pushing again. “It's so big! Nhgn! I need to push so bad…”.
His hand was cupping his pussy, preventing the head from coming too fast. It was unbearable to have it stretching him open like that, barely bulging out of his pussy lips, but at the same time, it felt good. Like his father said, a woman's purpose was to bring life. And that was exactly what his body was doing right now.
“C'mon, baby! Ah-nnn!” He grunted, his face scrunching up in effort as he pushed again. “Please…. f…fuck! Ughn!”
The head slid further out of him. If his dad were here, he would be cooing at him and telling him what a good girl he was, pushing so good, listening to what his body was made to do and letting it do it.
“Please, come on…” he pleaded, cupping the baby’s head, now really close to fully crowning in his hand. “Nhn…you’re so big!”
A yelp escaped his lips when the head finally popped out of him, his knees trembling as he used both hands to support the head. It was huge, fucking huge as a gush of amniotic fluid came out of his tortured lips.
“Ah-hn!” he whimpered, feeling the head stretching out his lips. “Come on, baby…! Ahh-hn!”
Another push. His lips spread even more around the head, and with the next push, it popped out of him completely with a gush of amniotic fluid that stained the carpet beneath him.
“Oh–ah…okay…” he grunted, his chest trembling at the next contraction. “Now… the shoulders…”
He pushed. One of the shoulders popped out of him almost effortlessly. In his hands, the baby was huge, and he could feel it. His hole was burning with each push, with each contraction that rushed through his womb.
“Nhgn….!” gritting his teeth, he pushed. The other shoulder came out.
He let out a yelp at the burning sensation of the shoulder, huge, stretching him out. If he were a real man, then his body wouldn’t just be able to take it. But he wasn’t, he thought as he panted through the next contraction. Maybe his dad was right and he wasn't. He was meant for this. to be a pretty girl and to birth babies.
“Come on baby…” he panted, looking down at his swollen stomach. “Just… nhgn… you’re almost there. Pleas- ah-ghn!”
He pushed, not able to stand the feeling of his pussy being spread so much. Nothing happened. Aiden shifted in his place, his legs were burning from being squatting. Both shoulders were stretching him out mercilessly, stuck on his poor pusy.
“Ughnn…!” he grunted, pressing his chin to his chest as another contraction rippled through him. “Agh! F…fuck!”
Fuck. Nothing happened. A sense of dread and panic rushed through him. God, he needed to change positions. Aiden let himself fall on his back, propping both legs up and holding his thighs back.
“Mhgn…shit! Please, please come on…!” another whimper escaped his mouth when the next contraction came.
He pushed, and the shoulders still didn’t budget. “S…shit! You’re st…stuck. Nhgn!”
His pussy was burning and his body was urging him to push, it was screaming at him to push the baby out, but even when he used all of his might, the shoulders didn’t seem to budge. Another contraction hit him, and he could only whimper.
With a low moan, Aiden rolled and crawled over as he could, getting on all fours. Under him, his tender breasts fell free and his swollen stomach swung with every movement as Aiden rocked back and forth.
“Ohhh…hgn…” he moaned, rocking his hips in the air, “..please!”
Another contraction rippled through his stomach and his arms trembled as he bore down with another push. This time, the shoulder moved slowly a bit. Just a bit, enough to stretch his hole out even more.
“Ahhghnnn! Fuck…!” He whimpered, trembling at the sensation “Mhgn! Nhgn!”
He whimpered. His body trembled as he screamed at the feeling of the shoulders, huge and broad and stuck, opening and stretching his hole. They were stuck.
“F…fuck! Nhgn…!” He gritted his teeth as he pushed.
The shoulders moved a bit more.
“Please…nhgn…baby!” He moaned, sweat dripping down his face. “Ahgn…f…fuck!”
Aiden crawled back to a squat. His pussy was throbbing, begging for relief as his legs trembled beneath him, and another contraction took over his body. He reached his hands behind him and pressed against his lower back. The muscles tensed, his back arching, his pussy burning as the shoulders refused to move.
“Ughnn! Fuck!” he panted, breathing heavily as he squirmed in place. “Shi- hgnn!”
A contraction hit him and he let out a strangled cry, his eyes squeezed shut tight. He pushed again, his fingers pressing hard into the skin of his thighs as he leaned his weight forward.
“Ohhhh nhg…!” He cried out in pain, tears running down his cheeks. He panted heavily, his breathing shaky, and he rocked forward.
This time, when he pushed, the shoulders finally came out of him with a gush.
“Ow! Ah-hn…!” he panted, catching the baby's body.
Aiden gently held the small naked bundle in his hands, staring at the crying baby in his hands and catching his breath. He did it, he thought. He did what his body was meant for, what he was supposed to do, like the good girl he was.
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breedingboy-jay · 2 months
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Wanna know how you would get me pregnant, how you'd get me to swell huge and round with your children in graphic detail. How badly you want to put a baby in me
Wanna know how much you want it, how many times you wanna fuck babies into me, how many years I'll spend being mostly pregnant. How many children I'll bear for you
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hush-writes-preg · 3 months
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The train is packed, and your large, pregnant belly is trapped amongst countless other bodies in the crowd when you first feel the hand.
It's subtle at first, just barely brushing against your backside as if to test your reaction. You know you should feel outraged that someone would dare touch a stranger on the train, let alone a pregnant one, but their fingers are gentle, and you're honestly starved for contact. So you don't say anything. You keep your gaze fixed firmly ahead, silently waiting to see what they will do next.  
The stranger wastes no time in growing bolder, the hand sliding over the curve of your ass and rubbing it almost appreciatively. They shift from one cheek to the other, cautiously testing the shape of it before giving your bottom a careful squeeze.  
It's enough to steal the breath from your lungs. Who are they? You know you should be protesting, should be drawing away, should be calling them out for the impropriety, but it feels so good. As shameful as it is to admit it, you don't want them to stop.  
So you keep standing there, your arms wrapped protectively around your swollen abdomen, and continue letting them fondle you.
It takes everything you've got not to cry out when that hand dips between your legs, cupping you where you so desperately want to be touched. No one's touched you like this since the night you got knocked up, and your body craves pleasure like your lungs crave air. You can feel the flush creeping up your neck and face when their fingers start to move, following the line of your growing arousal before beginning to stroke you right through your trousers.  
You lose track of the crowd, of the stops, of the lurching motions of the train. All you can think about is the way those fingers are pleasuring you right here in the open while you have no idea who they belong to.  
You want to lean back into them and breathlessly beg them to keep going. You want to unbuckle your trousers and let them slide their hands beneath the fabric to touch you directly. You want to invite them back to your place to finish the job, to bend you over your bed and pound your greedy hole until you can't see straight to make up for all these sexless months. 
You want--
The train jerks to a stop at what can only be the main station. The hand between your legs tries to draw away as the crowd begins to disperse, but you instinctively squeeze your legs together to trap it in place. "My stop's next," you frantically whisper, hoping against hope that they can hear you over the din. "Follow me home? Please?"
There's no verbal response, but those glorious fingers begin moving again, and that's good enough for now. 
You can't help but let out a soft whimper, spreading your thighs just a little bit farther apart. This definitely isn't the best decision you've ever made, but right now, you don't know if you can be bothered enough to care.  
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puppykittyangellamb · 6 months
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I just wanna be the always pregnant boywife of a big strong man! I don’t care that other people won’t know I’m a boy per se by looking at me, im pregnant after all I understand. But our loved ones know me, he knows me. I just wanna be a mommy and a good wife! I wanna go to church hanging off his arm in our good clothes, it’s a liberal church there are other gay people there, it’s a little weird when I start to show and my good clothes get too tight and my chest starts to fill out but everyone’s understanding. Some gossip starts around when I have to shift to maternity wear to accommodate how big I’m getting and my breasts filling out. I just wanna be a good boywife and mommy! Our first little one comes along but he wants another baby as soon as possible and I’m happily knocked up again! Barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen, making good meals for my man, our kid, me and the the little one on the way. I’m carrying heavier this time, I’m more sedentary taking care of the baby and the home, he likes that I’m getting bigger, he loves my growing hips and thighs, my fuller breasts, my heavy round belly, I’m softer this time too. He loves his little pregnant husband, he loves that I’m a good mommy, he’s proud of how big I am and loves to show me off despite me being a bit sheepish still. He’s proud our baby is happy and healthy and he’s proud the baby in my belly is strong. He can’t wait to have as many kids as he wants with me!
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gummysharksafterdark · 3 months
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Boys with cute breedable bodies who were made to be knocked up and then pampered while they carry their master’s young….
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swelling-ftm-belly · 2 months
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My heavily pregnant belly
My heavily pregnant belly was a proof of just how slutty I've been of late. Once I spread my legs and took cock a year ago, for the first time, I've never been the same. Who could have thought, now 8 months along with a belly so huge and swollen I could be carrying triplets.
It took me just few months to get knocked up, it was not a surprise, I've been a total, careless whore. I let you and your friends dump your loads in my fertile, unprotected pussy. You fucked me almost daily and you threw house parties for me to be used by your friends. There was a period when I was dripping cum 24/7.
The house parties went on, I'd be pinned down, my legs spread, taking loads into my young boywomb all night. I'd begin to wake up the next day nauseous, vomiting. I thought all that fucking was just exhausting my body. I didn't figure out that some man's seed took in my belly till it was too late.
It didn't take long for my belly to swell, for all of you to notice. While i was embarrassed by my pregnant body, showing so soon, and so obscenely that I've been bred, impregnated, knocked up, filled with seed, my eager womb taking it. You all went even more feral for my pregnant body.
Whenever I had too go outside, Id try to hide my swelling belly and breasts. Eyes wandering over me, my fertile body, on full display.
As my pregnancy progressed I became heavier and more needy. The initial shame and embarrassment subsided, the need to take cock and be kept full was much stronger than any shame.
A year ago I was just a thin twink, virgin boy toy to your circle, now I'm lying on my back, my huge belly towering over my slim body, while a man's cock is thrusting deep into my young, pregnant pussy.
I was young, fertile, with an easily breedable body.
I knew I was going to be kept pregnant for a long time. I put my hand over my belly, moving up and down as you were now the one pushing your cock inside my pussy. I realized I was already thinking about my next pregnancy, with dizzying anticipation.
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stupidlypregnant · 22 days
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Wanna wear my prettiest set of lingerie for you while I'm deeply in labor 🩷
Little lacy panties you can barely even see with my heavy belly dropped, baby buns inside low and ready to be born already. And a little bralette, mostly sheer and too small for my once flat chest that's now swollen with milk; the thin fabric tortureously rubbing over my sensitive nipples, hard and leaky.
My body's screaming at me to give in, to just bear down and push out your babies ... But I know how much you desire me like that. Plump and ripe, so full of you I can barely even think anymore. And I want to be pretty for you so bad.
So don't worry, Daddy, I'll try to hold back a little longer, hnnngh ...
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