preggydump

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Big muscle-bound brooding men going into heat and begging you to put a baby in them and then immediately after going. Why did you do that. Why did I do that.

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Playing skyrim on the secret difficulty mode where my hornybrain gets in the way of combat.

I keep coming across that random encounter where an old orc wants you to give him an 'honourable death' and I keep thinking "how about this dragonborn fucks you against the nearest vertical surface and gives you a new purpose in life."

The next time I encounter that orc he might want to kill me for knocking him up at his age, but the weight of his swollen belly has made him slow down and I convince him to let me pleasure him instead.

Nearly a full year after our first encounter I find him in a patch of grass just off the road, cursing my name as his huge, overdue belly contracts painfully. I get him to a stronghold in time, and figure that's the last we'll see of each other.

But after a season or two, I meet him on the road again. Raising babies in a stronghold was not for him, but our offspring was so big and strong (and there were three of them) that the other orcs were happy to take them on. In fact, word traveled and several other strongholds promised him the same, if he ever got knocked up again.

When we part, I give his sloshing womb a jovial pat and tell him to come back anytime.

He spends the next years roaming between settlements, seeking me out as soon as his belly is empty again, or when another warrior retires and wants to walk the same path. I gladly give them what they want. And when I meet them months later, their big, strong bodies supporting a round, active belly, I know they'll be back next season too.

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Knocked up all by yourself there, handsome?

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thinking of slime permapreg...

Imagine a novice mage, out in the forest to gather spell components. Crouched down, picking herbs, not keeping an eye on their surroundings. They're barely a mile into the forest, nothing dangerous would risk getting this close to civilisation.

Nothing dangerous would, but a slime might. They don't have brains after all, operating only on instinct. Mostly, these instincts are "consume, multiply, defend". They eat until they're big enough to split in two, and they fight anyone or anything trying to keep them from these two tasks. There are other species though, too small to fight, and too stupid to do anything but find a warm, small place to lay their eggs.

Such a slime just happened to be among the plants where our young mage was foraging. Sensing their warmth, the slime slithered beneath their robes and up one leg.

At the first touch of cold slime on their bare skin, the mage shrieked and dropped their basket, snatching up their robes to find a blue-ish slime, barely big enough to fill a cooking pot. They breathed a sigh of relief, not feeling any acid or constricting arms, and shook off the slime. While they were reaching for one of their textbooks on the forest floor, the slime immediately resumed its mission.

The book told the mage that they had just met a harmless slime, one of the egg-laying species. Quite harmless, and rather rare. Mainly because its eggs had potent magical properties, but it was hard to cultivate the slimes in captivity and the wild ones had been hunted nearly to extinction.

Immersed in their reading, the mage thoughtlessly wiped the slime from their leg a few more times, until the cold sensation had become background noise. They were so engrossed that they paid no mind to the outside world at all, until they felt a wetness between their legs. The slime was pushing against their crotch. The mage froze for a few agonizing moments, feeling the slime moving with clear intent, and then looked down at the paragraph they were just reading. The one about slime reproduction, and how many had failed to deduce the exact method to grow and harvest these lucrative eggs. No one had thought to incubate the eggs themselves, though.

No one until now, as the mage's mind was quickly filling with thoughts of a discovery that would make them famous and fill their coffers. A gold-filled womb that would launch their career. A filled womb... The thought did not repulse them as it rightly should, but instead sent a thrill through their body they had not felt before, not helped by the slime still bumping their increasingly slick groin. No one would have to know until they had results... If things went wrong they could take care of it and keep it quiet.

In a daze, almost unthinkingly (or so they later told themself), the mage crouched down as they had been at the slime's first touch and pulled their underwear down their thighs with trembling fingers.

Feeling slick skin, the slime started moving with purpose again, sliding between the mage's folds, over their throbbing sex, probing at their hole that was already leaking. The mage gasped and wobbled precariously, grabbing onto a nearby tree just in time to stay upright, and then stilled, not wanting to frighten the slime away. They needn't have worried, for it was already slowly pushing in, a sensation that was wholly unfamiliar yet maddeningly good.

Some small part of the mage's brain whispered about how the slime would fit, and whether it could even get all the way in, but the rest of them was lost in a fog of arousal and pleasure. The slime was filling them up, insistently pushing deeper, until the mage felt their orgasm wash over them, followed directly by a sharp pain and then a weight settling deep into their core. Cautiously feeling between their legs, they realized the slime was now fully inside, and sat down heavily in the grass.

Once the muscle spasms and the harsh panting had abated, they rose on their legs like a newborn foal, gathered up their things, and ambled home, still getting used to the new weight in their womb.

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Little twinks knocked up by giant orcs is nice and good but currently really need a knocked up 8ft tall musclebound orc who is almost as round and heavy as he is tall to smother me

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You're playing with fire, and you both know it.

He's buried deep within you, his moans growing louder the longer he pumps into your tight heat. You both know you've stopped using birth control, and you know this is one of those nights where just the tiniest slip could have immense consequences. But his eager movements and the stretch steal your breath and make you cling even harder to his hips, drawing him deeper, making him hit you just right, and you don't want him to stop.

You want him to come.

And as you see me catch your gaze over his shoulder, and you know that I want it too.

Every time he rocks out of you, he's taking me deeper. Those flushed cheeks and kiss-swollen lips are just as much your fault as they are mine, but I'm the one filling him up and threatening to undo his carefully-held control. He may have the upper hand with you, but there's no denying that I'm the one holding his leash — especially when I playfully swat his ass and really start to move.

My thrusts become his thrusts. Your voices tumble together until it's hard to tell where one starts and the other begins. And when I feel his movements start to falter in that tell-tale way, I drive him into your depths and hold him there, feeling him spasm and clench around me while he fills you with his seed.

We're all playing with fire, and you're desperate to be burned.

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Imagine getting knocked up during frantic, feral sex.  Doesn't matter where, doesn't matter when.  You don't even get the chance to take off your clothes — they're pushed aside just enough to give your lover access, the fabric rubbing against you with every heated thrust. 

You're mounted and fucked like an animal, like they couldn't help themselves, like you're in heat and they need to fill you with their seed.  All you can do is moan and spread your knees wider to take what you're given, your mind empty and hole stuffed full. 

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I love the scenario of being pregnant with a very important baby, like an heir to a chief or king, a baby other people need you to have. The attention and care you'd get, praise for your hard work, pampering and belly rubs while a future ruler kicks in your womb. And the excitement of the people helping you labor and push the baby out as you're about to give their land a new heir.

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Holy Paladin that knocks up his less than holy rival...or holy paladin that gets knocked up by his unholy rival...these are the questions that plague our nation's greatest minds.

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FtM/FtN preg k!nk but with the pregnant person showing off their masculine traits!!! Preg k!nk with femme people is all great and wonderful, but variety is the spice of life! When was the last time you saw a post with something like a hairy pregnant trans man or a tall and muscular pregnant enby or anything like that? You can’t remember? THATS WHY WE NEED MORE GIMME I WILL DRINK IT UP

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"Slut" but flirting.

"Whore" but encouraging.

"Fucktoy" but with love behind it.

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Nothing is more attractive than neediness. You really want me that badly that you're getting all pathetic over it? You're practically humping my leg you poor thing, aren't you embarrassed of yourself? Especially if they're possesive. How am I supposed to resist when a cute sub is begging me to own them? I stg trying to be a hard dom is so hard when cute, needy subs are my weakness

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Get that ancient, evil Wizard pregnant.

"I cast fireball!"

Oh well I cast eight months pregnant with twins, biotch!

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Imagine being rutted into by a massive drider and as they rut their ovipositor into you you can feel an egg pop into you with each thrust, they reach down and grip your expanding milky chest muttering and praising you about how you're such good breeding stock and how adorable your little hatchlings are going to be

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Yeah, yeah, breeding this breeding that risky creampies and whatnot, what I want more of is sexual content with people mid pregnancy. I want to watch big bellied people get fucked and filled because the breeding part before the pregnancy is hot and all but people with round, full and pregnant bellies are the most beautiful people in the world and deserved to be loved intimately. I want to have sex with so many pregnant people, I want to quench their insatiable libido while their womb is growing a baby, I want to put my hands on their stomach. Nothing makes me feel so feral, so animalistic than a naked pregnant body. Christ I want to be so greedy and fuck an entire group of pregnant people in a single night.

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i just realised that when ppl say 'corruption kink' a lot of them actually probably mean 'default/prudish person turns into very sexually active person through having lots of sex' and not like. 'person is slowly taken over by a dark energy of some kind, warping their personality into something morally abhorrent and their physical body into something inhuman. in a sexy way.'

personally i think my version is hotter.

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Get that ancient, evil Wizard pregnant.

"I cast fireball!"

Oh well I cast eight months pregnant with twins, biotch!