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Doctor dealing with a pregnant colleague who has just revealing his condition to him

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Still thinking about the fantasy of getting my boyfriend pregnant during lock down

We had both missed the signs for too long and now he has to carry the 3rd member of our quarantine pod. It would be easy to crop photos and video calls so he wouldn’t have to admit that i’ve gotten him pregnant. He insists that he won’t get that big anyway. At first he could conceal his growing middle, but as the months went on I’d catch him nervously tugging at his shirts as they rose up over his once barely-there bump. During our infrequent trips out his waddle and inability to bend over became more noticeable. What he still called a beer gut was now shifting into a popped out dome, the curly brown hair stretched thin over his flat navel. It wasn’t until our accident started to kick hard enough to be seen from the outside that the reality started to set in.

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Imagining being miserably pregnant with a constantly squirming stomach, meaning I'm unable to to get even a moment of rest. I had no idea it was even possible for me to get this big months ago, but quintuplets have made sure my body had no choice but to get bigger and bigger to support their growth. My once slim waist is long gone, and I can barely even walk from the titanic weight of my overfilled womb, unable to imagine why I ever let myself me filled like this. Even trying to shift my position to get more comfortable only causes the brood to writhe as I try not to whimper.

Oh, you poor thing... Simply too fecund, which how could you have known until it was too late? You sound positively wretched -- in need of care and assistance. After all, you're suffering from success; who could have predicted such a tiny body would excel at growing so many babies~

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My big around belly 🥰🤰🏻

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Sometimes I wake up the day after stuffing and go "wow, that's so hot" and sometimes I wake up the day after stuffing and go "hmmm, have I gone past the point of this being fun for me"

So I'm going to have a think and log off for a bit, enjoy Fat Boy Friday tomorrow for me if I'm not back 🫡

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Mpreg Animation

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putting this out before bed for @97thsilentium

consider, if you will, a guy taking a nap while sunbathing nude on his back porch. legs spread, laying on his stomach, having a nice rest...

...when something stirs inside him. it doesn't wake him up, just makes him grumble and moan and roll over until he's back on his stomach again. he needs this rest, he's just taken his hot monster boyfriend's tentacle cock, and the belly-distending load had been a struggle to push out.

he's a heavy sleeper.

he doesn't notice the insistent push of his soft tummy into the wood paneling of the porch, the building pressure, the way his belly has bloated up enough to prop his ass in the air within seconds. he can't hear the straining noises of his skin keeping up, and absently goes to itch at the new stretch marks forming.

he wakes up later when there's a slight breeze over his nipples. it takes a moment before he realizes he's still horizontal, but several feet off the ground. he feels... full. overfull, painfully swollen, and when he brings a hand to his aching side he realizes how round and taut it feels.

where he can still feel the floor, there's a tingling sensation centered around his navel, a strange pressure. it's now that he notices his feet don't touch the floor - just his belly.

when he looks down, he sees a fleshy orb that registers as part of his own body, and he shrieks as he tries to rock backward to get back on his feet. his colossal gut weighs him down until he puts more force behind it, sobbing in confusion at what's become of his body, and the sunscreen he'd fallen asleep wearing causes him to slip.

he falls on his ass, legs splayed, belly jutting out comically like a half-true-to-size blimp from his torso, but the pressure on the front of it is relieved at least. blubbering, horrified, he calls out for his boyfriend... who doesn't come.

what does come, is a brutal flurry of spasms inside him, feeling like worms as thick as his arms, pressing up and distending his belly to the point of near-translucency.

"please!" he cries. "someone! anybody please, I think I'm pregnant-!" when he gets the idea to call for help, he realizes that his phone is a couple meters away, unreachable in his state. he screams again as his womb's inhabitants throw a fit. "I can't get up!" he shouts into the air. "I can't get up... I'm too big..."

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not breeding as in "creampie," but breeding as in "put your hand on my belly as you fuck me and tell me how i'm going to grow huge with your children"

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Felt huge, will probably get deleted later

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Monster Preg that's undeniably unnatural. The belly is too large too soon, and it's constantly squirming and roiling and quivering, covered in veins and stretch marks and shiny from how taut it is, and gurgling ominously.

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Small overnight rapid preg fantasy. Waking up from a very busy night already having quite a baby bump, but still growing. Struggling to get up because of that towering mound of a belly is pinning me down. Not even knowing when it started, when it's gonna stop and just how much life I have growing on in me.

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I'm ripe, overripe. My belly's stretched to it's limit, my chest overflowing with milk, dripping constantly. My body's worn-out, sore, everything's aching.

But he won’t let me deliver his babies. I'm on labor suppressants, he's making sure I take them. He started giving me one pill per week by my 8th month, then daily as I reached the 9th. But now I need them every couple hours and they're only taking off the edge, making sure his babies stay inside me, nothing more.

My stomach's cramping all the time, my lower back and hips feel like they're breaking apart any second and the pressure between my legs is almost unbearable.

But he prefers me like this. Full and heavy with his offspring, marked as his for everyone to see. I'm dependant on him, on his mercy. He likes that I can't run away, I'm not even able to stand without feeling like his babies are gonna fall right out of me.

He gets off on my moans and whimpers whenever the life inside me becomes violently active. On the way he can feel the squirming and kicking underneath my sensitive skin.

I'm gonna keep you like this forever, he groans into my ear whenever he pushes himself inside me, his hand rubbing over my poor belly. And I'm afraid he'll succeed.

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A Little Feedist Prompt/Encouragement

"You can do it, just a few more bites"

"It's ok, you can rest after, I know your tummy is sore and stretched, but you're doing so great"

"It's all your favorite foods, I'm so proud of how much you're eating"

"Oh it's ok, just relax, I know it's hard to move after eating so much"

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Pulling these pants over my ass is literally impossible now. This is the last photo I'll ever have in these. At the time I couldn't button them or close the belt. This was 15 pounds ago or more. I'm even fatter now. 🐷

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