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“Oh, Bunny, you look so very pretty for Daddy. Come hop up on my lap” I rub my hands firmly over your back, belly, and thighs. “You’re such a good boy, little Bunny. Doing such a good job holding in all our dozen squirming little babies. If I’m feeling very very kind tomorrow I’ll even let you push one out!”

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 ...

Humping a pillow while a massive head crowns between my legs.

That's it that's the post.

Can you imagine how much bigger they’d get if I was full of your babies? Sure glad you’re rich cause I’m gonna need custom bras at that point. I’m already down to only one company that makes them in my cup size.

More art exactly like this, please

Came across some really nicely drawn and sketched birth art from a pixiv artist named Samz! They really captured the raw and primal essence of what sometimes childbirth can often be....arduous and relentless.

Let them know their artworks are amazing!

Artist page: https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/11911735

Loving this series

Imagine you're a young princess (part 2)

Part One

Part 2: The Impossible Task

Another contraction came, whether it was the panic of the news or a new intensity from her water breaking princess isabella cried out doubling over as she held her stomach. Doctor cassius held her tightly so she wouldn’t fall.

“She can’t cry out like that! her echoes will be heard among the mountain.” The Scout Artemis cautioned. The doctor glared at the young man scolding him “You are not to tell a woman what she can and cannot do when she is bringing life into the world.” the princess patted the good doctor taking deep breaths of the thin mountain air.

“He is right. it would put us all at risk. I’ll try to stay quite.” she was finding it difficult to catch her breath.

the doctor sighed and shook his head. “Here is what we are to do. Alexander tend to your wife. have her lay down for a bit until I can assess her.” The prince quickly rushed over and helped her sit on the ledge she had rested on earlier.

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It's not my ENTIRE personality, but it's a decent chunk of it.

reblog if you either want to be absurdly pregnant or get someone absurdly pregnant

Pick me? 🥺

idk what's wrong with me, my urge to impregnate someone is getting unbearable

Currently dreaming about all the sizes of crowning available to the imagination

Can’t wait to get infected 😏

If you have experienced rapid belly growth, unexpected pain, or feeling a mass under your navel, please reach out! There has been an outbreak of these symptoms. This applies to all genders!

when you get your succubus gym bro pregnant and he has the audacity to go into labor when youre 2 hours in line to buy a new game :/ Rex by @voreyeurism !

Make sure you’re taking care of your kittygirl by keeping her knocked up constantly. Every time she gives birth, she should be immediately filled up again. It’s just your responsibility as an owner.

i would never be an irresponsible pet owner its neglectful to let their womb be empty

Want someone to kiss my neck and rub my clit while I struggle to crown. Want to moan while they whisper in my ear about how wide their baby is going to stretch my cunt. Run their fingers over where my lips start to part as I push, and to tell me how good I’m doing even when the head recedes back in when I let up…

reblog if you love clit stim during pushing <3

Imagine this while crowning. That's all I want.

Holding someone down while you overstimulate them… feeling them squirm and writhe, desperately trying to escape your hold… sobbing from the painful overstimulation… knowing they can’t escape you, so they start to beg. Whimpering and whining that it’s too much… only for you to start going even faster to really hear them scream 🖤

🤰🍼2️⃣🛒🩲🛑🧍⌛️🧠

I tugged down the hem of my shirt once more, groaning internally at the line that stretched out before me. The store was fully packed, yet there was only one underpaid cashier to handle all of it. Part of me debated calling it quits and just heading home, but seeing as this was the last errand I had to run, I figured I might as well stick it out.

That was proving to be easier said than done, though.

"O-ohhh..." I leaned against the handlebar of my full cart as I exhaled slowly through my nose. Again, I readjusted the hem of my shirt, the compression material doing little to obscure just how much weight I'd put on over the past few months. I couldn't help but feel self conscious about it, especially when it seemed to attract more attention than I cared for.

As if that wasn't bad enough, both my bloated stomach and my back had been killing me all morning, to the point where I'd had to stop several times while shopping just to wait out the cramps. My hands grasped the handlebar of the cart until my knuckles turned white, and it took everything I had not to make a sound.

Just gotta make it through the line and--wait, what was...?

I felt the color drain from my face as I felt a sudden warmth spreading from my crotch, an involuntary shiver running through me as I felt liquid seeping down my thighs. "Fuck," I swore under my breath, nervously glancing over my shoulder to make sure no one was behind me to see. Luckily, I was the last person in line for the time being. My rational mind screamed at me to just go, just ditch the cart and tend to my weird accident away from others. But the line was finally moving a bit, and against my better judgement I stayed, hoping that my leggings would just absorb the worst of it and no one would have to know.

I didn't have long to think about it when another cramp decided to make itself known, and I could feel my stomach tensing bizarrely from the internal pressure. As I ran a sweaty palm down the front of my taut stomach, I tried to focus on breathing through it. This went on for several of the longest minutes of my life, and my only reward for my silent suffering was moving another few feet closer to the register. As I took another step forward, another pain lanced through my abdomen, and my knees nearly buckled. For a fleeting second, I envisioned dropping into a squat, freeing my swollen belly from the confines of my clothing and--

I shook my head aggressively, banishing the strange thought as soon as it had come. Still, that odd urge remained in the back of my head, and it only got stronger with each new burst of discomfort. By the time I was four carts away from the register, I could barely think clearly through the sensation of something shifting inside of me, an otherworldly pressure just behind the lips of my cunt, and my thighs trembled as I stood with my feet slightly apart. Before I could stop myself, my body seemed to act of its own accord, and I hurriedly bit back a whimper as I felt myself bear down.

My eyes widened as I felt it then, felt something beginning to emerge from me. My grip on the cart tightened as my breath came in shallow gasps, and I could feel the fabric of my leggings beginning to bow outwards as my traitorous muscles worked to push something out of me. One of my hands moved down to try and stop whatever it was, but it was a moment too late, and a guttural moan escaped my throat as I felt something large slip into my now ruined leggings with another burst of fluid.

By now, the sight and sound of me had caught the attention of the other shoppers, but I couldn't even think about them right now. My hands shook as I struggled to pull my soaked leggings and panties down, and I let out a choked sound of disbelief as I retrieved a wailing baby from my ruined clothes. My mind raced with the revelation that not only had I apparently been pregnant this entire time, but I'd just given birth into my clothing a crowded store.

Before I could even think of what to say or do, a dreadfully familiar pain lanced through me again, and my eyes darted down to my belly, still straining against the fabric of my shirt. Again, that urge from before hit me, and this time I didn't resist, couldn't resist. Among the worried voices of the people around me and the cries of my surprise baby, I braced myself against my cart once more and pushed hard.

Please, I thought deliriously as I felt another baby beginning to crown, please let this be the last one...

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How did you discover that you were into pregnancy?

I think I was around five years old when I discovered it.🩷

When I played with my dolls and friends, I was always the pregnant one, I would breastfeed my babies, I would always have a pillow on my belly or I would inflate my belly.

I remember kindergarten, when we played, I would be the pregnant mother and wife. (One of my friends brought me his mother's real diamond, I didn't expect him to take the game so seriously 😩)

I would usually be pregnant in my dreams, there would be lots of babies in my belly. I would have this dream a lot.

And later, when I got older and discovered the internet, the first thing I typed in the search box was pregnancy. I would put myself in the shoes of women with babies in their bellies and this made me happy.

When I was 9 or 10 years old, I would watch videos of pregnant women with babies moving inside their bellies as if I were hypnotized. I have been noticing how much this makes me horny for the last two or three years... I can summarize it like this.