bellyspain

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[bellyspain]

Sean would send videos like this to his partner as he tries on oversized jumpers that can cover his large, 35 weeks pregnant belly. His partner struggled to contain himself when he saw Sean's videos, and would almost always respond with a picture of his hardening dick and a reply along the lines of "I want to breed you all over again, babe!"

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FYI: My original blog was taken down — I’m appealing it, but until then I’m sharing from this backup and on X/Twitter. 💬

Golden Hour Glow

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The city lights were just waking up, but he'd been awake for hours — kept up by the weight of him, and the ache between his legs. He stood still at the window, skin hot from sunlight and hormones, his belly rising and falling with each deep breath.

He loved the way the late light made him look even fuller. Round. Heavy. Alive. And when he gently cupped himself, dragging his palm along the slope of his bump, he shivered.

“You like this, don’t you?” he murmured down to his belly. “You like being watched…”

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Strength in Bloom

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His body told two stories at once. Every muscle was carved sharp beneath his skin — shoulders broad, arms cut, the kind of torso that spoke of discipline and hours at the gym. And yet, pressing forward in proud defiance, his belly told the other truth: the late seventh month, heavy, undeniable, and alive.

It wasn’t softness that defined him, but tension — as if his body had simply stretched to make room without surrendering its strength. The lines of his abs were still faintly there, pushed out, reshaped by the life swelling inside. He looked less like a man undone by pregnancy and more like one remade by it, carrying both weight and power in the same frame.

And still, beneath the censor, there was the slip of something private — a glisten that betrayed him. His cock hung in that half-hard haze, not erect but refusing to rest, a lazy throb that matched the pulse in his belly. Even now, standing tall, he was both creation and craving at once — muscle, seed, and life bound together in one impossible form.

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Glowing. Should I make a comeback?

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screen caps from a huge protein stuffing from last night, $buzzcuttszn if you’d like your own personal stuffing

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Literally a one month difference here

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Support the troops

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screen caps from a huge protein stuffing from last night, $buzzcuttszn if you’d like your own personal stuffing

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where does your underwear best sit? Under the gut? Waist? Off?

some may say no underwear at all

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A fresh screenshot from YТ

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