#ftm pregnancy kink

[boypreg]

Y'know.... I'd look so hot carrying someone's twins. All big with their babies, possibly even two placentas. They'd fuck me and promise to knock me up again once we have the twins.

#ftm breeding #ftm pregnancy #pregnancy kink #transmasc pregnancy #ftm breeding kink #ftm pregnancy kink

[ftmcow2breed]

Hi!! My name is Mills. Please use whatever pronouns for me you'd like. :3

I am very much into breeding, misgendering, detransition, all of that good stuff. I like to be degraded, used, and generally am emeanable to quite a lot while I'm horny.

IRL I'm an out trans guy but I love to get my sopping wet pussy off to the idea of being forced, or coerced, into being the pretty little breeding girl I was always meant to be. If that's what you're into too, please feel free to talk to me about it!

I'd love to get messages and talk to others about this shared kink.

#ftm breeding #ftm misgendering #ftm cow #fakeboy #detransition kink #ftm detrans kink #ftm pregnancy kink #ftm girl

[ftmfem]

daddy and i had sex today, during my most fertile day. daddy has made me track my cycle since going off fake hormones. here’s what happened.

i walked up to daddy as they ate their breakfast at the table. i had just gotten a notification from my phone. my health app.

“daddy i’m fertile today”

“you’re a good girl… coming and telling daddy when your body is fertile for me, just like i taught you. how do your vagina and body feel now?”

“thank you daddy. i’m happy that i told you… but i don’t want to have sex today. i’m not ready to be a mommy.”

“did i ask if you’re ready to be a mommy? no. i asked how your body feels? i asked if she is ready for me to make her a mommy. you have no say in this.”

then daddy comforted me and began to remind me that yesterday i promised we would have naked cuddle time today.

we crawled into the bed and daddy played with my body while telling me what a good girl i am. we madeout, i sucked daddy’s cock, and i let daddy help my pussy get wet. daddy says we have to take good care of her, she makes me a good girl.

eventually daddy rolled me onto my back, got on their knees and towered over me. they pushed my legs towards my breasts and pinched my hard nipples.

“good girl. let daddy take you. i need to be inside. can daddy be inside now? don’t you want to make me feel good like you promised, baby girl?”

“…”

“good answer.”

with strong hands and a needy cock, daddy pushed my legs open. they rubbed their cock head up and down my slit. tickling my clitoris with each slow pass. i moaned gently. i was in need and at the peak of my ovulation. i was also incredibly desperate to please my daddy.

they thrust inside of me with one deep push. daddy always gets my pussy soaked and puffy for them. slowly they work me up, making me into a needy girl. then they mount - fast and deep.

they fucked me for several intensely passionate minutes while soothing me, playing with my breasts, and telling me how good i am for them.

all of a sudden, before i could even beg one last time for them to pull out, daddy whispered in my ear

“good girl. daddy is going to cum now. take it all.”

and then i felt their cock get harder and start to twitch. i was flooded with warmth deep inside of me.

daddy came extremely hard, pressed right against my cervix, for about a minute. the whole time, my tight wet pussy twitched in response to their throbbing cock, as if it was inviting their cum into my deepest and most vulnerable place.

soon after, i came on their cock while it was still deeply pressed inside of me. it was the most pure and female orgasm i have ever had. we stayed, embracing one another for a few minutes. daddy thanked me and reminded me that i am such a good and obedient girl for them. i love making daddy happy. it’s my purpose.

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[stupidlypregnant]

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.

#god someone knock me up already #birth kink #mpreg belly #mpreg kink #labor kink #labor #mpreg labor #labor and delivery #birth denial #giving birth #mpreg birth #labor denial #mpreg #mpregnancy #trans pregnancy #pregnancy #preggo kink #pregnant #belly rubs #ftm sub #ftm nsft #ftm bottom #ftm ns/fw #trans nsft #bunny #bunnyboywrites

[gummysharksafterdark]

Big mean alien monarch using me as his incubator for his heirs to the throne,,, he fills my little belly with eggs and his thick seed to make them grow. My soft, warm human body is a perfect place for his clutch 😩

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[kinkyprincesssarah]

I wish someone would record me while getting kidnapped, fucked and bred by several men.

Them telling me how much of a good, slutty girl I am for getting so wet for cock.

Just to make me watch the video after a break and continue recording another one.

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[thebirthwhisperer]

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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[gatorbites-imagines]

Hi!! Hope everything is going well!

Could I Please ask for some bottom buggy (mayhaps with some watersports since I saw you had a interest) or some ftm crocodile being fucked into submission!

Have a nice day.

Ftm Sir Crocodile x male reader

Ficlet

I love Sir Crocodile so much 🗣️ 🗣️

Reader is part of Buggy’s crew, cuz I thought that would be hilarious. Reader doesn’t have a devil fruit, but is still super kickass. Hes kind of the information gatherer, smuggler, etc, for the Buggy crew. Reader is also normal human height.

Mixed terminology for Crocs bits. Also, breeding/pregnancy? kink warning ig. but its just mentioned for the fantasy.

The Cross Guild appeared great for any outsider or lesser in the know members, which was most of them. They all saw your captain as someone great and almost godly, thinking he was so much more than he was, but you had been with him for many years, even before the Buggy pirates had even been created. Shortly after the execution of Rogers, Buggy had stumbled into your path and had accidentally saved your life, and from then on you had been by his side.

Most people thought of you as something akin to an accountant or treasurer, wearing an outfit that looked very much like that of a ringmaster, long red tailcoat and top hat and all. You were always one of the first to run away, giving you a reputation of a coward who couldn’t fight.

The only one who truly knew how much of a threat you could be, would be your captain and his inner circle, which you were also part of. You might not have been the strongest physically compared to someone like Mihawk, but no one could gather information like you could, smuggle like you could, or have someone “disappear” like you could. Your network was so extensive that even the one they called Joker, who you knew was none other than Donquixote Doflamingo, was jealous.

That was why you knew everything about Sir Crocodile and Mihawk before the day was over when the Cross Guild was formed. You cowered off to the side, keeping up your weak act as you flinched at their raised voices or the light reflecting off Crocodiles golden claw.

They believed you a weak fool who’s only worth was your quick mind and ability to calculate numbers quicker than most computers, which resulted in them mostly dismissing you. It was a role you basked in and felt comfortable, using it to keep your true identity under wraps. That was until they pushed your captain too far, as Crocodile especially seemed to take great pleasure in antagonizing and hurting your captain.

You were protective, most pirates were, if they felt any sense of loyalty to their captain. It was because of that, that you dug up a trusted contact, a celestial dragon with greater access to seastone than anyone else you knew. Using measurements from the moment’s clothes had to be made, a pair of cuffs in just the perfect size soon arrived to you with the post.

It was easy to press Crocodiles buttons, to get him worked up by acting stupid and pathetic, just the way you knew made his blood boil. It was even easier to enrage him so far that he chased after you, so blinded by his anger that he didn’t even notice how you kept avoiding his sand, or how you were leading him further and further away from the rest of the guild.

When he finally caught up, Crocodile caged you against the wall, hook digging into the drywall as he almost snarled down at you, cigar crunched between his teeth as his purple eyes blazed. But mild confusion crossed his face as your fearful expression dropped, his body straightening as your eyes met his head on. Before Crocodile could order an explanation, a feeling of weakness crashed through his body, making his knees buckle enough that you had to catch him, supporting his towering weight and bulk.

His vision swam as you started dragging him along, his feet dragging along the floor because of his height compared to your own. Crocodile felt dizzy and mildly nauseous, his eyes finally catching the heavy bands around his wrist, the one he still had left. “ssseastone?” he slurred out, voice lighter than the growl you were used too, cigar long forgotten somewhere along the journey.

In the beginning, you had planned on torturing him, the blades strapped to your person burning at the thought, but as you threw him down almost carelessly on a barely clad bed, a different through passed through your mind.

A slight thrill ran down your spine as his purple eyes burnt into you, his usual anger still present, but mixed with something else, something deeper and hungrier. Soft pants left Crocodiles lips, sounding faintly struggled as the seastone drained the power from his body, leaving him limp and pliant.

You could see the heat rising to Crocodiles cheekbones as you started stripping off your usual getup, tailcoat slid off your shoulders and neatly folded, top hat placed down with care. “What the hell are you doing…” Crocodile rasped from the bed, his pupils blown as an unfamiliar need unfolded inside him, the familiar thrum of pleasure running through body.

Maybe it was his weakened state, but he swore his cunt was pulsing with need, especially as you unbuttoned the stark white shirt you always wore, revealing a tightly muscled and heavily scarred body underneath, leather straps adorned with vials and weapons stretched across your torso.

Crocodile tried to shuffle his legs, maybe to squeeze his thighs together, or to spread them further apart, he wasn’t sure, but all he could do was a minimal twitch and jolt. “I planned on cutting you up, making you beg for mercy. But from the looks of it… you wouldn’t mind some other kind of discipline” you murmur, almost stalking towards him where Crocodile was splayed out on top of the white sheets.

You could see all his muscles tense as you let your hands climb up his legs, up his thighs and stomach, traveling all the way up his arms towards his hook. A choked off noise leaves Crocodile as you remove his hook with ease, like you had done it a thousand times before, placing it off to the side with care.

“Behave yourself” you tell him, squeezing the sides of his jaw to make his lips part. Crocodile tried to growl or snap a threat, to snap his teeth at you or somehow fight back, but his body was mostly unresponsive, his tongue feeling thick and useless in his mouth.

A shiver of anticipation ran through Crocodile as you moved again, settling between his thick spread thighs. Your eyes met as you reach for his belt, your brow lifting as if asking if he wanted you to stop. You may be a pirate, but you had class and manners, at least when it came to stuff like this.

But when all Crocodile responded with was a sour expression and glare, you make easy work of his belt and slacks, tugging them down his hips and legs, throwing them off to the side with little care. Your disregard for his clothes made Crocodile grumble, but the noise was quickly silenced as you pressed your entire hand against his slick underwear, fingers teasing his hard t-cock and soaked folds.

“Tsk tsk, look at you, bet you just need someone to put you in your place, is that it?” you mumble in an almost mocking tone, looking up at him with an almost feral hunger in your eyes. Crocodile chokes on the words that want to form in his throat, some kind of rebuttal perhaps, that he would never want someone as low as you to do anything to him, but as you pinch his cock between your fingers, it morphs into a shaky moan.

Crocodile’s boxers as easily pulled off, thrown to the floor with a damp plap, making his face redden further as you only find amusement in the obvious sign of his arousal. Kicking off your pants and boxers, you crawl up the bed and sit between his thick thighs, pushing them further apart to expose where he only grows slicker, hole clenching around nothing as if begging you to fill it.

“What would they say, seeing the great Sir Crocodile, spread out like this, ready to take the cock of a feeble weak treasurer” you taunt, pressing your hips closer to his, so that you could drag the tip of your cock up and down through his folds. The act has Crocodile arching as good as he can with the cuff on, his eyes squeezing shut as he clenches his jaw, a breathy noise leaving him, folds only growing slicker around you.

Maybe it was your size difference, with you being average human size, compared to Crocodiles almost 9 feet, or maybe it was his gut deep arousal, but his hole didn’t need much prep for you to be able to fit inside.

That didn’t mean you were just gonna give it to him, since this was supposed to be a lesson. A stuttery moan spills almost silently from Crocodiles lips as your fingers rub through his folds, barely pressing against where he wants you the most. He had never imagined himself in a situation like this, splayed out and dripping for you, someone he had always just seen as a nuisance, but here he was.

“Come on Crocodile… ask nicely” your tone is almost cruel as you push only two fingers inside him, barely felt because of his size, but just enough to rub against his wet gummy insides and leave him aching for more. Crocodiles jaw clenches, barring his teeth as his head weakly rolls to the side, as if to hide his face into the sheets.

“Or… I could just leave you here, thighs spread open, cunt glistening with want. Im sure someone will pass by, and who wouldn’t want a chance to fill this” as if to exaggerate your point, you push two more fingers into his slick hole, burying them as deep as possible into Crocodiles wet insides, punching a gasp out of him.

Crocodile seems to debate it, if he wants to put his pride aside for someone like you, but his thoughtprocess is knocked off course as you pinch his cock with your free hand, twisting it cruelly. Had he not been wearing the seastone cuff, his thighs would have clamped shut and a shout would have left him, but now all his body could do was tense up as a wet keen tumbled out of him.

“P…please” Crocodile finally mumbles, voice small and almost shy, but it can barely be heard over the wet slick sounds of your fingers thrusting in and out of him, his wetness running down your palm and wrist in the process.

“Hm?” you hum, the questioning tone in it clear, as if you didn’t hear him at all, giving his cock another twist just because you could. “fuck me… please…” is gasped out, Crocodiles insides clenching around your slick fingers as they rub and prod around inside him.

Your fingers movements slow to a stop, silence filling the room long enough for Crocodile to peek an eye open and look down at you. Your eyes are intense as they bore into his, the predatory flare in them making Crocodiles insides quiver. “Normally id demand better than that, but I’m starting to pity you” you scoff out, withdrawing your fingers from his hold with a slick noise.

Instead of wiping them off on the sheets, you use the large amount of slick that had gathered in your palm to slick up your shaft, releasing a huffed exhale as Crocodiles eyes widen at the sight. “I’ve thought about making you ride me, so you’ll have to make yourself take it, but we can’t do that right now, can we” you eye the cuff around his one wrist, making Crocodile growl and spit out a weak warbled “fuck you”

His insult carries no heat, clearly only for show, his glare quickly wiped off his face as you finally push inside him. Crocodile needs little time to adjust, resulting in you almost immediately setting a bruising rough pace, drawing in and out of him with loud wet slick noises, his hole gripping onto you as he gasps and moans.

Reaching down, you push his shirt up just enough to splay a hand across his lower stomach, a foxlike grin spreading across your lips as you watch his hips weakly roll into your own. “If you weren’t such an asshole, I could fuck you whenever. Imagine that Crocodile, walking around, cunt leaking my cum, as you try to play tough.” You chuckle darkly, tone thick and hungry in the way only a predatory animal could possess.

As your cock rams into that sensitive spot inside him, Crocodile is finally starting to realize you are truly more than you seem, his cunt drooling a wet puddle under him on the sheets as you take him with a new hunger, a glint appearing in your eyes as your hand presses down harder on his stomach.

“I could knock you up you know, right here.” Is hissed out as you bottom out inside Crocodile, the words making him tighten up and shiver in want. “No one would find you so scary then, would they Crocodile. Waddling around, fat with my kid” you purr, letting both your hands splay across his stomach. It was all fantasy, but by God did it make Crocodile wet and wanting. Something about the fantasy of you, some lesser subordinate knocking him, Sir Crocodile, up, had him seeing double.

The seastone didn’t help with his woozy state, all attempts at forming words only becoming half formed and slurred, Crocodiles eyes going wet and glassy as that familiar feeling spread through his body. “in… inside me…” Crocodile slurs as you curse to yourself, clearly close to the finish line as well. Had it not been for the cuffs, he would have thrown his legs around you, squeezing you against his body to keep you inside him, but all he could do now was beg.

Crocodiles pride crumbled as your fingers squeezed his cock one last time, a pure orgasmic expression crossing his face as he gasped and moaned, his entire body twitching weakly as he came, wetting your cock and the sheets even further as the feeling thrummed through his entire body.

With a deep groan you bottom out inside Crocodile for a last time, letting your eyes squeeze shut as you spill inside him, coating his insides in a thick coat of white. Crocodile whimpers weakly at the feeling, trying to squeeze around you as if to milk your length for more.

He slumps against the sheets further than he already is, eyes falling shut in a relaxed exhausted expression. Crocodile barely notices as you pull out, white leaking out from between his folds to join his own mess on the sheets. He barely even notices you cleaning him up, only twitching and gasping softly when you clean up between his legs.

Its only when the seastone cuff leaves his wrist that Crocodile returns to himself somewhat, as the familiar feeling of his devilfruit washes through his body again. Squinting his eyes open, he catches sight of you getting dressed again, tucking on your shirt, then your coat, and lastly placing your hat on top of your head.

Even with his devilfruit returned to him, Crocodile still feels weak and exhausted, but the good type of exhausted one only gets after a good fuck. Part of him wants to ask you to stay, to hold him and pet his hair, to maybe mumble more dirty fantasies about knocking him up, and how you’d make him live as your pretty little housewife. But instead, Crocodile just grunts to get your attention, his attempt to demand to know where you are going.

“I have to get back to the others, since ill be taking over your duties for the rest of the day and tomorrow” you say, voice resolute and not allowing any denial or struggle. And normally Crocodile would have growled and rejected anyone taking over his duties, but for some reason, the idea of you taking care of him made him relax deeper into the bed, muscles lax and thoughts empty and calm for once.

Approaching him, you press a soft kiss to his forehead before telling him “this room is hidden away from everyone else, so take all the time you need. Ill check up on you later” as you pat his cheek. After telling him where the bathroom is, where he could find towels and replacement sheets and blankets, you were on your way, leaving Crocodile on his lonesome.

It took a while, but he finally pushed himself into a seated position before getting to his feet. The feeling of your cum trickling down the insides of his thighs as the familiar heat of arousal burning inside him once more, making Crocodile shuffle towards the bathroom you had pointed him towards. Even though you had just left, he could still get himself off a few more times from just the memory alone.

Maybe it wasn’t so bad to be disciplined by you, he wondered how you’d react if he caused issues with your smuggling routes. The idea sent a line of heat up his spine as he stepped into the shower, hand quickly traveling between his thighs, fingers burying themselves into his still sensitive hole, fantasies of hungry glare and cruel fingers filling his mind.

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[bxbzbnzkpdrty]

In a group of men, they all pretend to be my friend, but they secretly plan to play a game. They get me to go to party at one of their houses, and when I get there they huddle around me and tear off my clothes. My arms are chained behind my back and I’m thrown onto a bed where my legs are spread open and tied to the bedposts. They’ve all placed bets on who will be the first to breed me. I whimper when they take turns sticking it in raw, dumping their loads into me. When they’re all finished, they put a plug to keep the cum in my pussy, and then they leave for the night. The next morning, the plug is removed and they take turns once again. My eyes widen in fear when I realize what they’re trying to do. Three times a day, every day, they unloaded their balls deep inside me. By the time a test finally came back positive, my poor cunt was bruised and swollen. They finally unchained me, but when I stumbled to the door it was locked. They laughed at me and groped at my sensitive tits and pussy. I cried as they left again. Eventually I was allowed to wander the house, but only in the nude, where I was constantly bent over whenever the men needed relief. As I reached my due date the men had fun squirting my milk into their mouths and patting my stomach, theorizing who’s it would be. I gave birth as they watched in amusement, and they immediately took the baby and took a sample. Some time passed and they came back and I begged them to finally let me go. To my horror, they explained that one of the men had their baby, but I still needed to provide one for the other 7. And they immediately got to work, pumping me full and plugging up my abused cunt once again.

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[hrtslut]

thinking about letting a real man fuck my cunt raw, promising that he sees me as a boy and that he’ll pull out. him convincing me to take my shirt off, because guys see each other shirtless all the time, and he won’t see me any differently no matter what.

things starting out normal at first, him being gentle and doing his best not to stare at my exposed, feminine body. but after a while, he can’t help but gawk at how my tits bounce with each thrust as he pounds into me.

before i know it he’s groping one softly and sucking on the other, telling me between breaths to relax when i whine about it making me dysphoric, and that my breasts don’t make me any less of a man to him, that he just wants me to feel good.

i relax, letting him work his mouth on my chest, my mind starting to go fuzzy. i trust him, he said he sees me as a boy, so he must, right? even buried balls deep in my sopping wet cunt, sucking on my tits and groping every inch of my exposed body.

and then, he cums inside me. no warning, nothing. just the warm feeling of his seed invading me and filling my womb.

‘good girl.’

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[hush-writes-preg]

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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[stupidlypregnant]

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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[otter-pup]

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?

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[cheezihouse]

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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[needytgirls]

Trying to change my tshirt in boys changing room, hiding, facing the wall.

“ey wait, he… she has tits!”

I am turned around, everyone is feeling my tits, pulling down my pants and underwear.

“look at this!” taking my weak girly body, holding me in the air and spreading my legs far apart.

“hah, look at her big clit! what the hell is it?” laughing, roughly rubbing my clit while others are pulling my nipples. I moan.

“heh she likes it” slipping one finger inside. “guys she is so wet she loves it”

“hey everyone stick one finger in” everyone is adding their fingers, my pussy is spreading, they are having fun while I am both screaming and moaning.

They pull out their fingers and a dick enters me instead.

“no please! not raw, I can get pregnant!”

“your fucking problem. you gonna take cum of all. of. us.” I am forced watching cum leaking out of my fertile pussy when he pulls out his cock.

“next one!”

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[breedingboy-jay]

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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