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permapreg-ashe · 3 months ago

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The Holy Vessel

You pant, winded, taking a heavy seat on the warm, sunstroked stone bench to catch your breath. Your massive swollen breasts rise up, the chest of your vestments meeting your chin. Beneath them, your enormous orb of a belly rests, forcing your legs apart and straining against both the fabric of your robes, and your taut, stretchmarked skin.

You are a Vessel. A kind of cleric that banishes demons to a prison within your belly. Complete envelopment within the body of a particularly Holy individual will over time cleanse and rehabilitate the demons before they are released as benevolent spirits.

But you have a teensy little problem with that. You see, you have a pregnancy fetish. A really really big pregnancy fetish. One that lasts forever. An impure body such as yours could never cleanse a demon. Yet still your duties remain, especially in today's world near devoid of The Faith and few demon cleansing services still running. You peer over your chest to your massive pregnant mound of a belly. Heaving, quivering, with the occasional jostle from a particularly powerful demon trying to make yet another fruitless escape. 18 years with The Church, and 10 years as Holy Vessel. You thought what you were doing was righteous, that you'd be a benefit to society purifying demons. That was until your first banishing, and the awakening that came with the feeling of your stomach swelling for the first time. You excitedly took to cleansings, though over time, your stomach never shrank back down like the others. The Cardinal knew what you were, and banished you from the city Cathedral out to the frontier, the boonies. Though they did you a favor, the demons harassing small hamlets and villages out here live longer and are far bigger than the little shrimpy ones in the city. So a frontier demon slayer you became, back when people could still mistake you for a normal-sized pregnant cleric.

You rub a hand gently over the soft surface of your robes, stretched out over your belly. Even through the cloth it felt as taut as a drum, and was hot to the touch, nearly radiating into your hand on contact. It quaked, with a stern interdimensional shove from a particularly powerful trapped demon fighting against its magical confines. You patted it chidingly, forgetting for a moment that they don't feel anything from the outside. That demon made you swell quite a lot, it was an eventful night. Though since then your girth has nearly doubled, still covered ever so magically by the divine will within your endlessly stretching holy robes.

The local villagers have long since ran out of names to call you, as well as things to compare your belly to. Though originally seeing you as perverse and giving you names like "bloated harlot" "rotund charlatan" "over-bred heretic sow". But you did a good job, you put away demons, and you were even nice, and not at all edgy about it. Some would even think you were cute, when you were huge and round. Like that one Albionian shopkeep like two towns over, you remember the one, the one with the fancy glass eye.

They eventually adopted a warmer disposition, calling you things like "that enormously pregnant priestess" "the waddling demon slayer" and "hey fatty". They also started joking at your expense, which brought a smile or a chuckle to your lips now and again, but if you had to hear "Sheesh I know they say your body is a temple but yours is more like a grand cathedral!" one more Lightforsaken time you were going to use up your Smite for the day. With the jokes came the children running up to compare things to how big you are. They'd bring their kick balls, their fat chickens, their pillows, big rocks, one even brought their own pregnant mother over and just pointed, looking dumbly at his mother like he wasn't about to be smacked a'fortnight. That too ended, as the local children and curious adults ran out of things that could match up to your swelling size. Nowadays they have now begun requesting your presence at festivals as a reference for prize-winning plumkins or splashmelons.

Speaking of, as though your womb had become stressed for room and spilled its volume over into your chest, your breasts also begun to inflate massively, with each added demon stretching the laces of your brassiere further and further, swelling from a righteous and holy ✞-cup, rapidly to heathenous sizes well beyond cup measurements one would find in even the richest Goblin brothel.

As though intentionally completing your curves like your body was insistent to have the lewdest figure possible, your portly derriere swelled in tandem with your breasts and stomach, rivaling even the flanks of dire-oxen in width and weight. Truly, it's "bootylicious" -to use a Wood Orc term- breadth stretched out your robes to either side of your hips you as you rest on the stone bench of your humble abbey.

Through the steamy haze of lurid thoughts and lecherous rubbing and groping of your immensity as you reminisce, you hear a knock at the wooden door of the big stone hall. Without waiting for a response, the owner of the knock calls out;

"Hello? I was told you guys do demons here? My wife enscribed some things on her crystal ball that made our neighbor summon a demon curse on her that turned her into a wolf woman." He paused. And then unprompted he continued, "I'm kind of into it, but she is sick of having six nipples and our son Broyton is allergic. Can anyone help me?" You look at your mountain of robes in front of you, both hands on either side of your immense middle. As though audibly disagreeing, it let out a low, groaning creak, reminding you of your mortality and giving you brief visions of an exploded you with an evil cloud of demons spilling into the sky and ending the world. But holy fuck was that hot.

"I suppose I could hold... one more." You quietly lie to yourself, repeating what you told yourself last time. And the time before that.

Your wet swollen womanhood adding to the ass sweat of the hot stone seat, you slowly, heavily, methodically stand, hoisting your enormously pregnant self partway up on your long holy staff, you waddle to the entrance to meet your new client.

"You named your kid Broyton?"

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permapreg-ashe · 3 months ago

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I love the changes, growing, getting heavier, harder to move, hornier, feeling the kicks and movements inside, tits inflating with milk and leaking, getting milked like a cow, being ready to burst until finally your water breaks~❤️

I wanna be the pregnant one but I wouldn't mind being huge and pregnant with a friend :3

I love both, especially when the sitting high belly finally drops low :3

I love big wide, round bellies you can see from the back~❤️

s t r e t c h m a r k s 1000%

damn that's a tough one. the ideal scenario is perma hyperpreg, so I guess keep hyperpreg.

Pregnancy brain, hormones, the constant arousal~❤️

Measuring my huge belly with tape, and... oh, oops, I guess it doesn't go around all the way ^^;

When it stops being about the affects on the body and more on sheer size, i.e. house-sized hyperpreg

W-what? my old clothes still totally fit! T-they just shrank in the wash!

Yes, to all ~❤️

Pregnant teachers are a classic. Huge swollen humongous round big large Pregnant game streamers trying to play something simple but keep getting interrupted by kicks and burps and pains are also suuuuper cute

Depends on how well its written. Getting knocked up by centaurs in the fae forest is just as hawt as getting inseminated on a hospital ship by the Super Quantum Impreginator 9000.

Disco Kitten seems like she would be fun to hang out with while both massively pregnant

Super encumbering is the best. Hard to move, exhausting, waddling, panting, sweating, just from how pregnant I am~❤️❤️❤️

Being too pregnant you get stuck in places is hawt af ~❤️

Pregnancy and stuffing is a given because of cravings and needing to feed the little of babies :3 Same goes for vore. Inflation/expansion as a side effect is also hawt.

Pregnant burps ~❤️

Love preg belly worship. Hell I worship my own belly :3

A-aah, please don't I already feel like Im going to pop! (As long as it's playful and horny and not like, being attacked)

Belly paint, paint it up like a pumpkin or a watermelon :3

Anything a few sizes too small that they're in denial about not fitting~❤️

Overdue 1000% I was supposed to have popped and given birth weeks ago, but I just keep getting bigger and tighter >w

close-up low-angle, with the mommy just barely peering over her boobs/giant belly

Both can be hawt, as long as the clothes are slightly too small :3

Knocked up with a litter of a bigger species' babies (I'm a fox and get bred by a bigger wolf, so 8 big wolf pups really makes me HYUGE~❤️)

Active babies are ~oof, ow!~ are healthy babies!

marks and veins and strain are peak. It's not real preg if there's no stretchmarks!

Swollen cow tits that need to be milked~❤️

Popped out outie! Ding! babies are ready :3

Wonderful, hopefully soft layer of chub across the rest of the body too :3

"swollen"

"Maxed out finally... but wait! there's more!"

Depends. An hour is fine. A week is also fine. Having to deal with suddenly being hugely pregnant but still having to go to work or class is hawt ~❤️

Big batch of large overdue multiples, please :3

I think 8 is the most I'd consider before starting to call it "hyperpreg"

Monsterpreg is wonderful, it lets you get knocked by a big thing with big babies :3 Werewolves, Centaurs, Dragons (egg or live birth variants)

Both :3 Being massive and heavy and barely able to move is the hawtest part~❤️

biologically it's as vanilla as possible, literal root level monke programming. When you get to starting a blog about being enormously pregnant at all times, then it stops being vanilla :3

lactation is huge, getting measured and poked at the doctor is also hawt, especially when they don't know why you're so big or haven't popped after a month overdue :3

I have online friends that I have met IRL who know, if that counts :3

Can't think of one rn, would love recommendations!

stretchmarks ~❤️

Its super hot when they get like, front and centered because the belly is so huge.

Trying to do literally anything while overdue with a huge litter :3 chores, waddling around the grocery store, shopping for maternity clothes at the mall, trying to use a tiny public bathroom stall, trying to focus on a videogame or movie and getting interrupted by kicks/burps/pains

When it forces your legs apart when sitting :3

Burps and gas from stuffing/cravings, though that's just another kink entirely.

Pregnancy and weight gain go hand in hand, especially with the curves that you get post-pregnancy~❤️ Maximum Mommy Mode :3

I did a DIY padding and waddling around WalMart once :3

Yoga ball sized, slight egg shape, covered in sretchmarks and constantly quivering with kicks, making my fat swollen S-cup tits bounce and leak while also pressing on my hips and making me leak from the horny pressure, extremely heavy and hard to move around for an extended period due to size and weight, regular braxton hicks contractions because I'm a month overdue with big quint wolf puppies~❤️❤️❤️

And that's it, that should give y'all an idea :3 Ask me about any of these! I love to talk about it~❤️

THE GREAT BIG GRAVID PREGNANCY KINK ASK GAME

There are some very fun preg or belly kink ask games out there, but the one's I've seen are typically focused on one flavor of said kink, or aren't strictly pregnancy-focused or are heavily gendered.

So I thought I'd to cook up 50 fun, kinky but not outright explicit, questions for an ask game. All pretty broad in application, and gender neutral! Please enjoy! _______________________________________________________

What's your favorite aspect of pregnancy? What makes it hot for you in a kink sense?

Would you rather be with someone who IS pregnant, or be pregnant YOURSELF? (or both?)

Do you prefer pregnant bellies that sit high, or carry low?

Do you prefer a pregnant belly that leans more "torpedo belly" or "beachball belly", or something else?

Favorite pregnancy blemish (stretchmarks, veins, linea nigra, ect), if any?

If you could only pick one, would you keep hyperpreg, rapid preg, or perma preg? Why?

Favorite NON-physical attribute of pregnancy? (Ex: cravings, pregnancy brain, nesting)

Most niche part of pregnancy that fits into your kink?

How pregnant is TOO pregnant where it stops being hot?

Thoughts on ill-fitting/outgrowing clothes with pregnancy?

Do you prefer bare, partially covered, or tightly clothed pregnant bellies?

Do you have a favorite occupation to see a pregnant person performing?

In preg kink writings, when a pregnancy is abnormal in any way, do you prefer when it's supernatural (fantasy), technological (sci-fi), explained some other way, or not explained at all?

Who are some of your favorite preg kink artists/blogs?

Do you prefer when a pregnancy is super encumbering, or doesn't limit the pregnant person in an extreme way?

How do you feel about pregnancy and stuckage?

How do you feel about pregnancy and stuffing, or vore, or wg, or inflation, or any other kink that increases belly size?

How do you feel about pregnancy paired with another, non-belly related kink? (asker may specify)

Thoughts on pregnant belly worship?

Thoughts on pregnant belly manipulation? (like pushing on or shaking a pregnant belly)

What's something kinky you would love to do to a pregnant belly, outside of the realm of normal pampering or worship?

What's an outfit you'd love to see a pregnant person wear?

For kink purposes, what's your favorite stage of pregnancy?

Favorite view for a belly? (straight on, side profile, POV looking down as though it's yours, ect)

Do you prefer a pregnant person dressed to the nines, or basically in their pajamas?

Describe one of your most self indulgent preg kink fantasies in full.

Do you prefer super active pregnant bellies, or bellies with calmer babies?

Do you prefer smooth and blemishless pregnant bellies, or ones with lots of marks and veins and strain?

Favorite non-belly physical attribute of a pregnant person?

Favorite state for a belly button on a pregnant belly? (innie, outie, flat, ect)

Thoughts on pregnant bellies with a soft layer of chub around them?

Favorite word to describe a pregnant belly?

Do you prefer when a pregnant person is "maxed out" and at the height of their possible growth, or big but still growing, lending to some anticipation for what's to come?

What's your ideal rapid preg growth speed? How long should it ideally take to go from a flat tummy to full term?

Do you prefer a large/overdue singleton, or a batch of multiples?

What what point does "high order multiples" become "hyper preg" to you?

Thoughts on monsterpreg? If you enjoy it, what's your favorite monster to be/see someone pregnant with?

If you enjoy pregnancy encumbering mobility, do you prefer if its due to size, or weight? or both?

Do you think of a pregnancy kink as a more "vanilla" kink, or as one of the weirder ones?

What are some aspects of pregnancy that you enjoy in a kink way that AREN'T the pregnancy itself? (Ex: breeding, labor, birth, lactation, ect)

Have you told anyone you know IRL about your pregnancy kink? If so, who (within reason privacy wise), and how did they take it?

Favorite piece of pregnancy-centric media? (could be for kink purposes or otherwise)

Favorite part of a pregnant belly?

Thoughts on belly piercings on pregnant bellies?

In a kink context, what's an activity you would you like to be doing/see someone doing while pregnant?

At what point does a pregnant belly go from "big" to "huge"?

Do you have any preg kink "guilty pleasures"? What is one, if you have any and are willing to share?

Do you have another kink that you enjoy mixing with pregnancy? If so, what is it?

Do you have any irl stories or anecdotes that relate to your pregnancy kink in way way? Care to share?

In as much detail as possible, what's your IDEAL pregnant belly?

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