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How real bros ride around

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Today I woke up to an intense pain in my stomach. I started walking up and down the house and bouncing on the birthing ball inorder to make the pain stop. It was like an off and off thing. This was my 1st child and wasn't very aware of what to expect on the lead up to labor but I didn't these contractions were this painful. Then after the pain getting closer I woke my fast asleep husband to try help me with the pain, he helped with exercises but the pain wasn't gone. Then when I went to lay down from the pain my water broke. My husband and I were both panicked and my husband started pulling my pants off. My husband then held my hand and rubbed my stomach as I started the birthing process. My husband was telling me how dilated I was and when he finally said "baby you're 10cm" I pushed like hell, I wanted this baby out and the baby wanted out. 2 painful pushes lated and my husband said in a panicked tone "babe you're crowning" "F#CK" I screamed "THIS BABY IS GONNA KILL ME WHY DOES THIS HURT SO BAD" my husband then pulled me up still in pain and held me into the squatting position and after 2 hours of pushing with my husband holding me up our little baby Jamie was born

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[A SEAT] SERIES

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imagining the moment a boy realizes his belly is too big with baby to touch himself anymore. it seems to happen overnight—he’s had to start contorting himself into some awkward positions, sure. he’s had to get creative to satisfy himself. but never was he unable to reach. he tries and tries to reach around the heavy swell, to no avail.

he’ll try to hump something, but realize he’s just too round. his pussy will weep and ache with need, but there’s nothing he can do. he’s alone, after all. his hands find his gravid bump and he sighs, defeated. rubbing his legs together is the best he can do, and all of this effort seems to have upset the baby. it’s shoving him from inside, now.

he frowns at his belly as it shudders with movement. it juts out from him violently, like a torpedo.

do people usually get this big with one baby?

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Doodled up more of these! They’re really fun… Funky fungi! I really like cool-looking mushrooms! :D

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“I Just Fed You!”

Marco carefully sunk his way into the bath water, his massive gut was such an obstacle that even sitting became a task these days, and sighed as he turned the water off.

Just as he finished rinsing up his body with the herbal soap Griphin gave him, Marco heard a sudden loud grumble come from within his belly.

“Are. You. Shitting me?!” he shouted angrily, crossing his arms and staring down at his belly.

Just an hour ago he had eaten a ravenous meal at the local town buffet (which Griphin had taken him to as a “date”), and all of a sudden the child within him was hungry again? Marco felt every right to be upset right now. Griphin left back to his home, so Marco was stuck to ravage through his fridge for something to devour, because this fetus was no joker when it came to eating. He’d clean out Marco’s fridge within days, and it was an endless order of delivery takeouts.

Griphin left him enough gold to pay for everything he needed, which Marco was actually thankful for given how astronomical his food bill became, so he really didn’t have to worry about paying for the food, but it didn’t make the heavy-hitting cravings any less of a nuisance or even tolerable. This son of Griphin had to be fat for him to eat so much.

“Ugh, just a month and a half more more and you’ll be outta me. Then I can get back to my own damn life, and leave this godforsaken land! Damn little shit,” he barked, feeling a huge desire to punch his own stomach, “I’m so tired of your bullshit; you’re a damn bottomless pit! And your kicks…damn, why not just break my back while you’re at I too. Once you’re out of my damn body, you’re off with your goddamn dad, because I can’t take him any more either. This whole surrogacy event thing is a load of bullshit. To think that I was getting close to traveling out of here to begin my lifelong career as a crab fisherman up in Alaska, in America, only to be forced to put that on hold because of that arbitrary tradition! Thanks to you and your fucking dad, I’ll have to wait until my body recovers properly before I’m able to travel and do the job the way it needs to be done. Geez how I hate you and Griphin for doing this to me.”

It upset Marco most because he’d be moving in with Griphin next week, to spend the remainder of his pregnancy with him and under the specialized care of other orcs. He didn’t have to move, but with how big he’s gotten, and in regard for his own wellbeing, he felt it was the only logical thing to do. At least there he’d be around others who would take care of him properly to eat his pregnancy some more. But that didn’t mean he’d hate Griphin or his son any less.

Marco sighed, and began the moment effort of getting himself out of the tub. At least he was glad his bathroom came with a reinforced bar to help pull himself out.

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Ok guys, so I know the story behind this image contradicts essentially every other piece I’ve posted of Marco (and Griphin), but the entire story is actually like this. Marco is extremely resentful about his pregnancy and towards Griphin up until…well I won’t spoil much else. But now you have a different piece in tone, which goes to show you that Marco’s pregnancy wasn’t as happy and love-filled as it seemed in the other pieces, but a struggle and a lot of anger.

I will eventually create a post where I will showcase every image in a chronological order.

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Art by @reclamon

Characters and story by me.

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“The Time is Near.”

It was early in the morning, as King Griphin (35) and Marco (21) shared their usual morning bath in the lake.

Marco looked down in slight agony as he felt their son moving. He’d gotten so big that it was hard not to wince even at the slightest movement.

“We need you out now, my son,” Griphin said, gently stroking the top of Marco’s massive gut, “you’re torturing Marco.”

“I think that’s putting it lightly,” Marco responded, listening to his stomach groan.

The King smiled and pulled his new husband close to him. Marco was due to deliver their son, Griphin’s heir to the throne, any given day now. With how big his womb has gotten, he could easily say any given minute.

His job as a surrogate would have been over, but now that he was married to Griphin, he formed a family with this orc; and orc he hated, as well as their child, but over time grew to learn how to cherish them for changing his life for the better.

The two continued to bathe, with King Griphin easily distracted by Marco’s incredible belly.

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Art by @reclamon​.

Characters and story by me.

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These images are all over the place, so I’ll eventually make a post with the images in a chronological order.

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So can orc male get pregnant? I'm curious since we never seen one be pregnant

They can (any man in my universe can get pregnant), but I just don’t draw them. Maybe I will as background characters, but nothing major.

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