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Anyway dni if you still support Cain, he hit his brother over the head with a fucking rock and it killed him instantly (source). I truly do not know how he still has fans. It astounds me how people can call themselves good people and still be completely fine platforming blatantly Abelist assholes like him. Smh

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the hottest thing about getting pregnant is the thought that your body will helplessly grow no matter what and you can’t stop it~

even better is having a partner that is so enamoured by how big you’re getting that they completely obsess over you. Constantly grabbing your big tight belly and telling you how much more you have to grow~

ughhh

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Imagine you invite me over for tea and I’m none the wiser of what you slipped into my drink while I wasn’t looking.

We sit and chat while I gulp down the first cup of tea. It was just so delicious and you offer me another. This time the cup is slightly bigger but I still drink it happily.

Halfway through, I start to feel a little funny. My body begins to feel warm and my belly is really tingly. You still refill my cup and I drink.

A few more minutes pass and my stomach seems to be…swelling? I don’t remember these jeans being this tight when I left the house.

“H-hey…did you uhm… slip something in my drink?” It’s getting harder to breathe and I’m feeling so much pressure from where my belly presses against my belt. You don’t answer, only smile and chuckle at the sight of me.

My belly is soo itchy and it’s getting tighter by the second it feels. The tingling feeling spreads to my breasts and I can feel them straining against my bra. Begging to be released.

My belly has gotten so big I have to lean back to give it more room. I keep trying to listen to what you’re saying but the way my belly is stretching at a rapid speed is distracting and also arousing. I start to desperately squeeze my thighs together when I think you’re not paying attention to me.

Of course you’re hyperfocused on me. You wanted this after all. That’s why you slipped the rapid pregnancy pill into my tea. When you saw how much I enjoyed the first cup you even doubled the dose in the second. You were so eager to see how big I could get.

“I-I’m so sorry let me just.” I unbuckle my belt giving my stomach more room to expand. I don’t even make it to the button before

POP!

it pops off and flies across the room. I try to have some composure but I feel so fucking good I can’t help but rub my newly acquired belly and moan like a bitch in heat.

I look atleast full term with twins but I’m still growing. Even sitting down I feel so heavy. It hurts but it hurts so good. My belly is an angry red and it’s as tight as a drum.

You move your place from the loveseat across from me and move to sit by me and rub my gravid belly.

“You’re getting so big…but you aren’t done yet.” you take my long forgotten tea cup and bring it to my lips forcing me to drink more of the tea. I already feel so full but with the addition of the tea I feel like I could near burst.

My shirt has hiked up to be more of a crop top and I have milk stains where my tits have started to leak. I can do nothing but helplessly moan and whine as my belly creaks and groans with new life.

“Looks like you finished this cup.” You sigh “I’ll go get you another.” I was in for a long night…

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I'm REALLY in the mood to listening to ladies complain and moan about their pregnancies; how swollen their breasts and feet are, how sore their back is, how arduous it is to stand up and waddle, how they feel so heavy and full of life. I want to know how big and pregnant I made them. On the flip side I want them to love every second of it, how horny and desperate it makes them feel. I want you them to tell me about how much they love it. The pain contrasting the pleasure of it all is just so irresistible to me. I want to be right there with them too, working to make them feel comfortable and loved as they grow my children.

Long story short if anyone wants to rp over audio please do not hesitate to hit me up!

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Does anyone else just wanna be this overdue and have their massive pregnant belly rubbed.

That belly button has popped!!!!

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I was doing fine and then I saw a pregnant woman at the store and got really jealous of her. I should be like her, struggling to finish off my grocery shopping as I waddle through the aisles. My massive belly making it hard to push the basket. Other shoppers looking at me with pity in their eyes as I try to continue with my everyday routine while being so swollen with child😩

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my back is pressed against the bed but my tummy is a huge swell on my fertile body. all i can do is pant and whine while the occupants of my swollen womb squirm and expand under your hand, threatening to pop my poor overfilled tummy. how many did you say were in there again?

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You love your orc husband more than words can express, and you want nothing more than to start a family with him. He is so so careful to never cum inside you, not even with a condom. You're too small, a delicate human with narrow hips and a waist he can stretch his hands around, and you couldn't carry a massive orc baby.

He begs you to adopt, or let a human man breed you instead. He'll love the baby no matter what. But you want his child, no matter the risk.

The village witch gives you a potion, and promises you that none of the children you bear will be more than ten pounds. You suck it down eagerly, and have earth shaking sex for three days straight.

You're showing only a month later, and you look full term four months in. You glow with health and excitement, even if your hips and back ache and you're struggling to walk. Your furious and terrified husband accuses the witch of lying to you. But she explains reasonably that with four babies crammed into your stretched womb, none of them will be able to grow as big as a singleton would.

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you know better than to let yourself believe that getting pregnant will make you feel sexy. you know it won’t. but here you are anyway, staring off into space, feeling a little bothered just at the thought of a baby hanging off your middle.

you know the pregnancy will be uncomfortable. you know your back will ache and your hips will strain under the weight. your body will change and you’ll start to waddle and your hips will sway and… look, your hand is down your pants again.

you know better than to want to get pregnant, but you can’t help it, can you? you can’t help the thrill that runs through you when you imagine feeling the swell of life beneath your fingertips, the soft movements of the baby beneath your skin. you can’t help the way your cheeks flush at the way you’ll be forced to bear down, legs spread wide and grunting, moaning.

no, you don’t want that, do you? how could being pregnant be sexy? you’re not sure, but it’s what you keep telling yourself. you have to, because otherwise you’d be full and swollen already, wouldn’t you? you just can’t admit you’re one lustful lapse in judgement away from knowing just how sexy you’ll feel carrying that heavy load in your womb. just how long, i wonder, until that sliver of self-control gives way?

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everything's harder with an overdue belly of twins

everyone assumed you'd deliver early, given your small stature and the fact your babies were measuring in the highest percentile.

but no. here you were at 41 weeks with two massive boys weighing you down.

the entire process of pregnancy has been good to you. even despite the swollen feet and bouts of morning sickness, you've enjoyed watching yourself swell with your offspring, your belly steadily growing larger and larger, with the rest of your body rushing to catch up. your boobs were large and sensitive, your hips widened to prepare for labor.

but you were tired of it now. you had been growing for well over nine months and you weren't just big. you were massive.

you'd finally set an induction date with your doctor but it wasn't for a few more days. you hoped your babies would decide to arrive before that but they clearly weren't done cooking.

you huffed as you managed to steady yourself into an upright sitting position in bed. another day another struggle.

the oversized shirt you'd been wearing to bed for the last month wasn't very oversized anymore, with a bit of your underbelly peaking out.

you swung your legs over the side of your bed and managed to stand, your huge belly nearly toppling you over as you rubbed sleep out of your eyes. you had to pee (again -- it seemed like every five minutes you needed to) and the walk to the bathroom wasn't getting done by itself.

when you finished up, you stared at yourself in the mirror for a moment before reaching to wash your hands. you had to move to a certain angle to reach the sink, your belly protruding so much it wouldn't let you get close to it.

this was an issue in every aspect of your life. the stove was too far, the sink, and even riding in the passenger seat of the car left you brushing against the dashboard.

as soon as you walked into the kitchen to make some tea, it was clear your boys had woken up, beginning their daily ritual of fighting each other for space, and you.

you couldn't help the groan you let out as they poked and prodded at your tight womb. your back ached and despite the amount of weight your thighs had gained to hold up your brood, your knees were hurting.

you took your tea and a few snacks to your recliner, leaning back and turning on the tv. reclining helped your back and legs but the weight of your belly pressed down on your organs, leaving you out of breath.

despite the discomfort, this was the easiest way to spend your day. it wasn't like there was any other comfortable way to sit.

you snacked while you watched some tv shows and then youtube videos to prepare you for the impending birth.

your boys were restless today, jostling your midsection with kicks and punches. you sighed knowing it was only a matter of time before you would have to get up to use the bathroom again. your bladder was their favorite punching bag.

this is how your days typically went. you'd taken maternity leave just a few days ago, after your belly officially made it impossible to reach the keyboard at work.

while you were sad to leave your job, you were giddy to start taking care of your impending family. you and your partner had tried for so long, and now your babies were finally almost here.

part of you would miss being pregnant though. you'd really let yourself go, giving in to the random pregnancy cravings, enjoying the extra help from strangers out in public, and most of all how your partner doted on you in this gravid form.

you could hardly wait for them to come home – by mid afternoon the pregnancy hormones always had you horny as hell. it was getting increasingly difficult to find a comfortable position but an orgasm always satiated you.

hm, you thought. you'd never felt this way in your entire life.

maybe you could convince your partner to get you pregnant again. and again.

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also thinking about the phrase "its okay honey, i know your belly gets in the way"

this is about pregnancy feedee feeder blogs DO NOT INTERACT

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i have this fantasy that i wish pregnancy lasted years. like i know i will want a kid five years down the line but i want to get pregnant right now. i want the test to show up positive tomorrow and then i’ll spend a few years preparing for a family while I’m still cute and small and can get around well. then i get show off my big belly for another year or two and have plenty of time to bond with my baby while they’re still in my womb. years worth of outfits and pictures with a third trimester belly. getting special care and attention from friends and family because i’ve been pregnant so long. and then when the baby finally comes, i’ll know i’m ready to be their parent because i spent so long growing them and waiting to meet them.

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What can I say except that I blame the sims for this fetish of mine. I hope ya'll enjoy my incredibly self-indulgent animation~

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Big and round waddling!

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