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[m-pregnant]

you have from now until early june to get knocked up in time for father’s day!

i held onto this one for a while bc it was hot with the small hope that i would have a fun answer come father’s day but it’s over and i am still without child *sigh*

(but if i get knocked up late september i could have a father’s day baby next year 🤭)

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i finally had a pregnancy dream for the first time in years. and it was just me, probably 7 or 8 months pregnant just waddling around and doing mundane chores. sitting in a car unable to get fully comfortable, bending over to grab something off the floor and feeling the weight pull at my hips and back. it felt so real and it was amazing ❤️

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is there space in this kink for convincing perfectly breedable fence-sitters to become the daddies they know they want to be?

i’m talking about guys who say stuff like “it’s not the right time” or better yet, “i don’t know if i’m ready to be a dad.” all perfectly acceptable lies, but we both see them for what they are: a fear of admitting to yourself what you truly want. down deep at the core of your instincts, you want to be swollen full with child. you get bogged down in the details, the hows and the what ifs, but i’m going to solve all those problems for you. i’m here to show you that the only right time is when my seed takes, and you start to grow lovely and round. i’m here to tell you that you’ve been ready ever since you first felt the ache of an empty womb. all you have to do is let me. your body was made to create, to carry. you crave feeling heavy, full. so then what’s stopping you? let me give you exactly what you’ve been denying yourself for far too long.

or something like that 🥴 would anyone get off on that?

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i was getting fucked last night thinking the whole time “what if the condom broke”…. “what if i’m getting pregnant right now”

and let me tell you i was more worked up than i should have been. be real am i cooked??

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Since it's Mayternity, you must have a growing pregnancy right? 😘

i wish 🥲 but here is a great pic of what i will look like when i do

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in my bag this mother’s day… need someone to make me a daddy

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what do you use to make fake bellies? Yours always look amazing!

going to pretend i haven’t been silently begging someone to ask me about my belly ~

the honest unsexy truth is i still have a lot of camisoles from middle school. they are nice and tight bc i’ve grown out of them which is especially important for smaller bellies. i’m talking like 3 sizes too small lol. i layer them, at least 2 or 3 around a soft blanket. usually roll up a weighted plush in it for shape and weight. i do spend a good amount of time repositioning it and smoothing it out but its all part of the ritual for me. i’m always trying new things to try and make it look/feel more real but this is my homegrown tried and true method. camera angles help too ;)

but thank you <3 i find the whole thing such a sexy experience & i’m always happy to talk about it

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Lower

His hands rested on the curve of his belly, the heavy weight of it pressing into his lower back, a constant reminder of the life growing inside him. He had been sitting there, in the cool moonlight, savoring the quiet peace that came with being so far along in a pregnancy—until he felt it.

A sharp, sudden sensation, like a deep, heavy shift, that drew his attention. His breath caught as a wave of discomfort radiated through his abdomen. His belly, once high and rounded, seemed to lower in that moment, a subtle but undeniable feeling of descent. The baby had dropped.

His eyes widened, and he instinctively placed his hands on the lower part of his belly, feeling the shift, the pressure as the baby moved lower. His stomach tightened, a rush of discomfort filling him as the weight shifted downwards. It was a strange, almost painful sensation. A deep, pulling heaviness in his pelvis as if the baby were suddenly closer to his hips.

"Oh God..." His voice was low and shaky, the words feeling strained, a mix of awe and discomfort. He could feel the baby moving, pressing downward, stretching his body in ways that weren’t as comfortable anymore. The pressure was almost too much, making his back ache, his hips feel like they were being pulled apart. It was as if the very act of the baby shifting had turned his entire body into a tight, sensitive knot.

"Ohh, you're getting deeper..." His voice was shaky, a soft, breathless laugh escaping his lips despite the discomfort. He shifted his weight slightly, trying to find some relief, but it was impossible. The pressure in his pelvis was overwhelming, as though the baby had settled in a way that left him feeling like he couldn’t catch his breath. It wasn’t painful in the way of sharp, acute pain, but it was uncomfortable in a deep, aching, almost suffocating way.

He ran his hands over the swollen curve of his belly, trying to soothe the tightness, but every time the baby moved, it only intensified the sensation. He could feel the baby pressing against his lower abdomen, the heaviness of it too much at times, making him gasp softly.

"You’re so big..." he murmured softly to the baby, his voice a mixture of awe and a little strain. "You’re so low...I can feel you."

Another shift. Another deep pressure. He winced, his hands gripping the sides of his belly as he leaned forward slightly, trying to alleviate some of the discomfort. The baby's movements, now feeling heavier, seemed to cause a sharp tug within him, pulling on his muscles, on his very core. It was almost like the weight of the child inside was too much, too overwhelming, like a gravitational pull he couldn’t escape.

His breath was quickening, the discomfort making it hard to focus. The low ache in his hips grew with each passing second, and as the baby moved again, it sent a jolt of sharp pressure down through his pelvis, his whole body trembling with the intensity of it.

Despite the discomfort, he couldn't help but feel aroused by the movements. The heaviness, the constant reminder of how hugely pregnant he truly was with his lover's baby—it was intimate, even if it wasn’t always pleasant. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could bear the pressure, but still, he loved it. He loved how full it made him feel, how complete his body had become.

"Oh wow. Oh wow. You’re so close. It's time. Oh god, you're coming now" he murmured, chaotically running his fingers over his big tight belly again, feeling the weight of the baby pushing down. "Oooo, you're almost there. Ooohhh, You have to get lower."

But the drop, the weight, the relentless pressure as the baby moved even lower—it was a sensation he couldn’t ignore. The baby was coming now. He had to start pushing. Through the discomfort, through the aching weight, he couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of wonder. As much as the pressure hurt, as much as the discomfort stung, it was the price he was willing to pay to do it all over again, but next time, he wanted twins.

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what do you mean prove it?

bro i bet im so fertile

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bro i bet im so fertile

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was playing around with putting a water balloon in my fake belly for some added weight and motion and it popped while i was adjusting it… i’m not even kidding it looked and sounded like my water broke all over the bathroom floor.. accidentally the hottest thing that could have happened

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belly and i getting ready for warm weather

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Definitely get pregnant, it suits you too much not to! 🫣

i’m on my knees…

baby fever is so bad rn and i’m so convinced that getting pregnant would fix me. life would be so good if i were rubbing my heavy belly waiting for my christmas baby 🥺

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i need to be restrained before i start begging someone to put a baby in me 😩

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craving a belly hanging low between my thighs when i sit. should i get pregnant?

[m-pregnant]

you can call me L if you’d like. i’m a twenty something transmasc with a kink for pregnancy and birth that i’ve had for as long as i can remember. i lean heavy toward mpreg, especially towards pregnant trans men.

my strongest turn ons are:

pregnancy of any nature (especially big and difficult)

labor/birth

rapid preg

eggs

i don’t mind a little:

degradation

forcemasc

body worship

sub/dom

turn offs:

detrans/feminization/fakeboy

r*pe

stuffing/feedism

inflation not related to pregnancy

overall, i would say i’m pretty vanilla, but i’m hardwired to want my womb full. just your run of the mill pretty boy with a hole to be bred. my asks are open! ~

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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?