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there is some good competition but "knock you up" might be the hottest phrase to ever be said in the English language

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this week on killian’s space adventures: he fucked up the math for the gestation period for this round of eggs and now pants are a problem

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somebody accidentally conditioning themself to get a hard-on when theyre high and then, not realizing this, smoking with friends. of course they get a huge raging throbbing erection and its even worse than when they're alone because they cant stop thinking about how hot their friends are. and obviously they're too high to think to try to hide it so everyone sees it and decides to have some fun with their cute twitching cock. so they strip them and turn them into a whiny mess and get them even higher while each one fucks themself on their twitchy leaking cock. and of course they get all their friends pregnant, so they cant get high as a group anymore, but their friends can feed them edibles every time they hang out and see how long it takes them to realize that everyone else is knocked up.

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Something sexy about when you’re super early pregnant and you’ve got the tiniest little pudge sticking out and it’s barely a little handful.

Something sexy about the first time you can’t button your pants.

Something sexy about the first time your clothes are feeling tight because your growing belly is pulling at the fabric

Something sexy about having to lean backwards and put your own hand own back because you’re big enough that you need the extra effort to to support yourself.

Something sexy about when you stand up and your belly looks one size but then when you sit down all of the sudden your belly looks like it’s popping out way more cuz it’s kinda sqooshed. It feels like I’m seeeing how it’ll look very soon.

Something sexy about when your stomach is so big it’s literally perfectly round. Just round belly. And even better when your tits are also perfectly round to go with it.

Something sexy about a pregnant belly that sits high. Like the belly button is so low. And everything is just really up top you can see when it just juts out straight forward and then curves down.

Something sexy about when a belly is super low and almost tear dropped shape. When the belly button is up so high because you’ve gotten so big and heavy that it is pulled down by its own weight.

Something kinda sexy about when your belly starts to outgrow your ability to sit normally. When it starts to drop between your thighs and you have to sit with your thighs wide open so your stomach can rest in between them.

Something kinda sexy about your hand to your back trying to support your own growing body as it gets heavier and heavier.

Something sexy about watching it get harder and harder for you to get up when you’re sitting. Listening to your take a deep breath because it’s hard.

Something sexy about having to watch you rock yourself back and forth to heave yourself up.

Something sexy about watching your bump into things as your body changes faster than you can get used to it.

Something incredibly sexy how more ravenously you’ve been all over me since your pregnancy hormones started to kick in.

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Often thinking about a dude practically taking my load to knock himself up with, fucking himself on my cock while I'm tied up or pulling tight on a leash as I rut into him 🥴 telling me I'd better get him pregnant or else

#I mean I fantasize about other stuff too but there's enough of it that I don't have to post about it myself. #Yeah yeah holding a dude down while I breed him. We've all heard of it. #Pregnant dilf that orders me around however...I'm just a pole sir

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Handsome jock with a thick veiny cock and hefty balls to match...such a dude is just made for breeding, isn't he? It'd be a waste of his good genes to let such a gorgeous bull go to waste.

He ends up tied to a chair, cock pointed straight up and throbbing, balls looking heavier than ever, all on display for the half a dozen boys with hungry looks on their faces.

They've pumped him full of fertility pills that ensure he'll stay in prime breeding condition, pumping them full with as many thick, potent loads as they can take.

Flushed red, he strains against the rope as he bucks helplessly into the air, head empty of any thoughts but the need to breed as he whines and begs,to be used...

And one by one they do just that, riding his cock and wringing orgasm after orgasm out of him until he's a drooling mess, not sure if he's whining for them to stop or keep going.

Not a single womb leaves empty that night.

"You know, I've got a few more friends looking to get pregnant...same time next week, bull?"

He weekly nods his head.

#mine #breeding #here have this #it has more logistical issues but I could not get the image out of my mind of a dude being used by a crowd of dudes looking to get bred #maybe it should've just been a nightly ritual. Wringing as many loads out of him as possible each day #Everyone impatient for their turn to get pregnant...

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Shirt rolled up exposing his chest littered with bite marks and lipstick kisses. Legs up, exposed hole leaking cum, cock throbbing, tallymarks on his thighs. Jock over his face.

You know, regular hang time with the bros.

For some reason seeing that last post had me like "and he's wearing sneakers and nothing else 🥰"

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Maybe basketball shorts hanginging off of one of his ankles.

For some reason seeing that last post had me like "and he's wearing sneakers and nothing else 🥰"

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For some reason seeing that last post had me like "and he's wearing sneakers and nothing else 🥰"

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Armrests aren't for his arms. They're for him to sling his legs over so that he's always splayed out for you, his bare wet cunt on display and ready for your use.

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i can’t stop thinking about someone showing off their cute, small, empty tummy before i knock them up

maybe they’re teasing me about it all day, wearing a crop top and occasionally making direct eye contact with me before looking away and yawning, stretching their arms over their head just to give me a better view, just waiting for me to pull them somewhere private…

or maybe their already on top of me, we’re warming up, and they take a moment to run a finger down their stomach and remind me that my babies are gonna go right here…

just. the potential for growth. the knowledge that it’s all gonna be changing soon. hggkgfjf

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Heavily inspired by me recently not really realizing I gained weight until, of course, a pair of pants that used to be a smidge loose on me refused to button around my waist.

Stepping on the scale and realizing, yep, that's a bigger number than before...looking at myself in the mirror and realizing, yeah, I am a bit fatter aren't I? I'm mostly the same at a glance, but...curves a bit curvier, love handles a bit thicker...face a bit rounder?

Shame coursing through me that I've gained all this weight and didn't even notice, but also arousal as I stare at my reflection, undeniably turned on at the sight of the pants that refuse to button over my thickened waist. Stroking my belly, then grabbing it and giving a good jiggle, squeezing at the fat...

Thinking to myself that I need to cut back and drop a few pounds, but knowing that realistically, that's not gonna happen. If anything, I'll probably get even bigger... what'll I look like then?

#mine #weight gain #this is true. Btw. #I lost a bunch of weight very slowly. Didn't really notice until my clothes were suddenly all hanging off of me. #bought 2 new pair of paints. Then steadily gained weight and now they don't button. #and BOY HOWDY is it mixed feelings living out a scene from a gainer story #body image issues abound despite obviously finding fat guys attractive #so I will simply eroticize my weight gain. #and jerk off to it #I looked more or less the same throughout so I never felt like I looked smaller or bigger. Clothes told the story.

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The thing about being on the bigger side is that it's harder to realize when you're growing.

At a quick glance, your body looks the same as ever - thick all over, hips wide, belly poked out. You don't have a reason to inspect yourself more thoroughly, and you're certainly not stepping on that scale - it'll always be a number that makes your doctor lecture you.

Even when your clothes are a bit tighter, pants a bit harder to put on...well, you're just a little bloated this morning; snacked too hard last night. Nothing to worry about.

It's not until the pants refuse to fasten at all that you finally realize that something's up; maybe you finally step on that scale and realize you're a good 20, 30 pounds heavier. You inspect yourself in the mirror - really give a long hard look; your body still seems to be in the same shape as ever...but maybe your hips are a little wider, and your belly is looking pretty round, even by your standards...but well, you've just been snacking too much. Nothing to worry about, right? You have bigger pants you can wear, and it's not like you haven't always been on the bigger side; you still more or less look the same in the mirror.

Once you're struggling to squeeze into even your largest pair a pants, and start to feel a fluttering in your stomach...maybe then alarm bells will start ringing.

#whatever #mine

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we all talk about knocking up someone who's small and skinny but there's something even more delicious about impregnating someone who's already big. tall bottoms, fat bottoms, muscular bottoms, bottoms who will get even bigger when they're full of babies <3

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this is so very unoriginal but you know those mommy milkers shirts? but can i just point out a perfect alternative?

✨️daddy milkers✨️

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i have no idea how long i've been trapped in this tentacle's cave. i only went in to seek shelter from the rain, but it was a very enthusiastic host; taking off my soaked clothes, cradling my tired body with its limbs, massaging every inch of my sore body. and then, of course, it started working itself into my holes. i was so relaxed i hardly noticed the eggs being pumped into my womb until a small bump, maybe equivalent to a couple months of a normal pregnancy, appeared on my navel.

now, my belly has swollen dramatically, so heavy i look full term even though i'm sure its nowhere near nine months. i've been completely pampered, the tentacles alternating between cradling and caring for me, and fucking me so hard i see stars. no matter what though, they always keep my holes full. i've never been more content.

a dull ache in my abdomen stirs me out of my comfortable haze of having my clit lazily rubbed by one of the tentacles. it seems to notice my discomfort, and ups its efforts at pleasuring me. the sensations of the tentacle on my clit feel electrifying, the pleasure completely masking whatever was going on, and i find myself moaning loudly, arching my back into the monster as i make a pathetic attempt at rocking my hips. its impossible for me to actually move that much, the combination of the tentacles holding me and my egg filled belly weighing me down proving too much for my body to be able to move much at all.

the tentacles in my holes start slowly thrusting in and out of me, and its not long before my hole is clenching around them as i scream in pleasure, i'm so sensitive all the time now that it doesn't take much for me to cum, and when i do a flood of fluids gushes out of my constantly soaked pussy. the pressure in my navel is worse now, only barely overshadowed by the tentacles fucking me through my orgasm.

its only when my second orgasm comes and i can feel a weight going lower down my body that i realise whats happening. the pressure has only gotten worse, and i can feel my body urging me to push. i pant and moan as i attempt to bear down, but the tentacles still thrust deep into me, interrupting my attempts as they fuck me so hard i can't help but pause my efforts as my body clenches and shakes with pleasure. the feeling of being fucked by the tentacles mingles with the eggs attempted to force their way out, leaving me feeling more stretched and well fucked than i ever have before.

i reach my third orgasm screaming with the weight of both it and a contraction, struggling to push even as it feels oh so good. if it weren't for my bodies instincts urging me to get the eggs out, i could probably stay like this, at least for a little longer. but they're so heavy and have settled in my birth canal, uncomfortably stuck as they keep me stretched wide, visible bumps on my belly highlighting their progress. one more good contraction and push and i can feel it lower to where the tentacle has been fucking into me. maybe now it'll realise whats happening and leave my pussy? it doesn't, instead opting to thrust even deeper into me, pushing the egg it connected with (and the line of eggs behind it) back up into me. i scream as the furthest back one to have escaped my cervix gets pushed back through it, it's weight settling once again in my womb.

it feels like an eternity i stay like this, locked in a battle with my own body and the tentacle monster that molded my body to its own desires. everytime i manage to push the eggs down through my birth canal, the tentacle fucks them back into me.

i have no idea how long its been, i've had countless orgasms (no doubt the best orgasms i will ever have), i've seen the light fluctuate with the passing of days so many times i've lost count, i've completely lost the energy to push, letting my body go entirely limp as i succumb to the tentacles, the only thing allowing the eggs to make any progress being the contractions still wracking my body and forcing it to push.

if i wasn't so out of it, i could have cried with relief when the tentacle finally removed itself from my ruined hole, moving to rub my throbbing clit as my body shuddered through another contraction, one that was thankfully unimpeded by the tentacle. it still took some time to get them all the way down, i was still too tired to push and had to rely on my contractions and instincts, but i finally could feel the first egg started to crown in my pussy. it felt strange, i could feel myself bulging as another contraction came and pushed it forward even further. i gasped at the feeling of being stretched so wide and involuntarily clenched, holding the egg in place at what must have been its widest point. the tentacle started rubbing my clit gently, attempting to relax me, and another contraction soon came that allowed me to lay my first egg. i could only hope its siblings came easier

#preg kink