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What eating for 3 people will do to your favourite pants 🐽🩷🥵

They were loose in December?? Wasn't planning on filming a button pop today 😵‍💫💗

Goodbye size 16 💕

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Baking soda pills for bloating are kinda nuts... the effect was pretty delayed (over an hour) but i felt like i had a boulder attached to me and it stayed like that for hours after, with no pain. No air in these, just 4 baking soda capsules and some food

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Consequences...

I squirm in bed, unable to get comfortable. I let out a soft moan, a mixture of mild pain and intense frustration.

My mate walks in, climbing into the bed next to me, a hand tracing over the reddened strained skin of my abdomen. They click their tongue and tease, "Oh... I think this one's a new stretch mark, kitten..."

I let out needy little noises as they touch my belly. "Mnnn... fuck... I feel like... like I'm gonna..."

"Like you can barely handle what's inside you... I know. I warned you. I said, we should stop... but you got greedy, kept begging for more... you thought you'd get used to the sensation of it, of greedily taking so many more eggs this time than you ever have before..." They caress the drum-tight flesh of my belly, before whispering soflty in my ear,

"Did you forget they grow while you incubate them, my dear? or were you so focused on being a fat, heavy incubator that you didn't' think about anything else except feeling as full, as tight, as heavy and gravid as you could manage in that moment~" They pulled me into an embrace, helping me sit up and lean back, their hands cupping under my belly and lifting ever so slightly. "You're due for another growth spurt soon..."

They were right, and my eyes roll back and I moan as I feel my belly stretch impossibly more, the discomfort flaring up more. "Ahn~ fuuck! I feel... I feel like... I'm gonna~!"

"Like you're gonna pop?" They let the word snap on their lips, evocative of the risk i felt tensing across my overbred womb..."You like that word, don't you, you little masochistic slut~? I know you're soaking your panties without having to reach around this swollen belly..." They slide a hand down along my underbelly, feeling me swelling with each passing moment.

"You're burstingly full, and still filling up more, and it hurts... but you love it. You like feeling like you're going to pop, and I like filling you juuuust enough that you barely *won't*..."

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https://x.com/Southger2/status/1921306273812722013

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You had discovered this seemingly untouched paradise a few months ago, while on a solo trip, making camp whenever the sun threatened to set. You have never seen anything like it, truly; a stunning, wide waterfall into a massive lake, surrounded by foliage and trees that quickly thickened mere yards from the lake itself. Enticing flowers, soft native grasses, preening ferns, all encased by tall, withstanding, trees with an abundant of leaves.

You hadn't expected what lurked in the pond, but you had seen the teasing of a cave opening behind the waterfall. It was hot, you had been walking, and you were sweaty, and most of all- alone, so you thought. Surely a quick dip would hurt, right?

You dropped your gear far enough away to not get wet, stripped your clothes and laid them out to dry, and swam into the lake, brushing past what felt like water plants.

It was but mere minutes of splashing about and enjoying yourself when, suddenly, what you thought was a plant quickly wrapped itself around your leg, another taking your other leg, and as what felt like suckers began to stick to your legs for a better grip, you realized that what you had brushed was not, in fact, plant-like at all.

Too little, too late- suddenly there were more tentacles- because these had to be tentacles, even if they belonged to no octopus or squid on the planet- began to brush against you, wind around your waist to better hold you in place despite all your efforts to struggle out.

And then, one of them, a much thicker-feeling one, brushed against your most sensitive spot, and your body reacted as all bodies do, and whatever it was that had you seemed to know it too.

You didn't even have time to gasp, before that tentacle was teasing your folds, finding your warming hole, and burrowing in.

Any sound you would have made was cut off by the sudden rush of being filled, and then the tentacle continued to push in even further, stretching you out, stuffing your pussy full, and then going even further- past your cervix, which oddly enough didn't even hurt.

You felt hot, all over but especially in your core and your clit and your hole. You felt yourself getting wet, despite being in the water. You had stopped struggling the moment the tentacle found its way inside you and had opened your legs wider, to allow more of it in.

The tentacle made its way into your warm, ready womb, and began to feel around, pushing and prodding at different areas, before oh-so-slowly retreating. You swore you were there for entire minutes as it pulled out of you.

Once it did, you heavily mourned its loss, but you had barely a moment to brace as you were pulled forward, into the waterfall and then behind it into the cave and then further, away from the sunlight and into the dark, where the tentacles glowed but not enough to reveal what had you.

You were laid on the stone floor where it sloped into the water, your bottom half submerged, and the tentacles wrapped around you again and spread your legs as far as they could go, except this time more held you down by the torso, entwining around your plump tits, and bound your arms above you.

You watched in odd anticipation as a tentacle that had to be even thicker than the last felt you down, teased your fold open much like the last one, and bulled into your hole without hesitation. You were filled up almost immediately, and then stretched further than you thought possible, and a single, short and utterly filthy moan escaped you.

The tentacle thrust into you as much as possible, but it didn't go past your cervix, and instead seemed to pull out of you almost as slowly as the last one- this creature was fucking you.

And you felt nothing but pleasure and heat and the need for more- you wanted it to fill you to the brim, to burrow into your womb like the last one and stay there.

It was teasing you by pulling out so slowly. You whined and moaned and wordlessly begged. When it was just the tip left, it paused, and the excitement you felt at getting split again waned when it did nothing, just stayed there. You began to get restless, and frustrated, and needy.

And when you least expected it, it thrust into you again as fast as before, trying to fit even more of itself into you, and all you could do was shout in ecstasy.

When it pulled out, it went faster, and didn't wait for anything before bulling into you again. With every retreat, it got faster, and faster, and faster, and next thing you knew you were laying there getting endlessly fucked by it, no space to breath, constant whimpers and cute moans and trembling limbs. The tentacles coiled around your breasts began to squeeze in time, and suckers latched onto your nipples to suck in time, and next thing you knew you were approaching the edge-

And then, with one last, massive, fast fuck, it billowed in you, and pushed past your cervix, where you felt the tip expanding, and everything... stopped?

You whined, high and loud and slutty, looking down at where your pussy was stretched around a glowing tentacle, only to see something inside stretching the limb around it, moving down, down, down... to your entrance, where it stopped.

The creature tensed the muscles behind the egg, thrust the tentacle deeper into you, where the bulbous shape pushed past your folds, pushing against the walls of your pussy even more than the tentacle had, and you keened, higher than you thought possible for you and echoing throughout the cave, as it slowly inched its way further in, slipping past your cervix and into your womb, where you felt a rush of something, and the round shape settle into you. It was laying its eggs in you.

You had never been so wet.

Eagerly, you opened your legs impossibly wider, and watching with whoreish anticipation as each egg made its way to you, where you matched its thrusts to get the eggs inside of you as fast as possible, to settle into your waiting womb.

The space between each egg got shorter and shorter, until they were each coming right behind the other, and no more thrusts were needed because your entrance was perpetually kept stretched open enough for each egg to slip on by. The creature still did, at random, to keep you edging. This was the best fuck you've ever had.

Slowly, you watched your stomach expand as you quickly lost count of eggs, first a slight bulge, then a prominent one, and quickly enough you couldn't even see the tentacle nor your pussy anymore, and even further beyond. 9 months pregnant, then past due, then twins, then triplets, and even further beyond that. The tentacles shifted and rolled you onto your side as you got bigger and bigger, shifted everything inside of you and you almost came then and there.

Whole feet, then yards. You were pregnant with a whole adult person, then two.

It stopped at three, before exiting your cervix, but the expanded tip didn't shrink, and there were still eggs in it. It laid them in your hole, then, three of them- they kept you perpetually stretched out, and you knew you were going to be edging for a long while. You were excited at the idea, and felt a gush of slick in anticipation.

The third one sat right at the entrance to your hole, keeping your folds open, and the tip stayed inflated as it held them in place, before-

More tentacles, thinner than the last but still thick enough, multiple of them- you couldn't see past your engorged belly to count how many- pushed and fought their way past the eggs into you, at different speeds and stopping at different lengths inside, bulling into your womb and stopping right at it and only going halfway through or just shy of the tip, each of them fucking you at their own pace, and your screamed in a rush and blissful heat and joy and pure dopamine flooded your system, finally cumming, and the tentacles fucked you all the way through it and then past it, endlessly thrusting in and out until you were edging on a second orgasm, at the very precipice, before they each seemed to inflate in girth and then gushed themselves, fertilizing the eggs inside you.

Nothing dripped out, thanks to the one still holding everything in place, and centimeter by centimeter, all the limbs left you. The eggs in your pussy were so big that you couldn't close your legs together even if you wanted to, and your stomach was so absolutely massive that you couldn't even move. The other limbs around your waist and arms and tits stayed, keeping you in place. You were beyond frustrated, squirming and grinding your legs together to try and get you past that edge of the climax, but the tentacles stuck to your nipples and wound around your tits squeezed and sucked hard in punishment, and while it was delightful, it did nothing.

You were stuck, irritated in the best way, stuffed beyond measure, bound and naked until you laid the eggs or they hatched in you, and you were more than happy, honestly.

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What can I say except that I blame the sims for this fetish of mine. I hope ya'll enjoy my incredibly self-indulgent animation~

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rapid preg but its eggs. when theyre first deposited they're like peas, just tiny little eggs that barely even show.

the growth comes in bursts. you're going about your morning when it surges out, enough to push out your stomach and make you very aware of the weight now growing inside you.

another a few days later. your stomach gurgles and then you're noticeably rounder, noticeably heavier. whatever is growing inside the eggs squirms and you've started to feel them shift.

with the next burst, one that happened in your sleep and left you soaked and so heavy it makes getting up a struggle, you're starting to worry.

you dont know how heavy they're going to get, how round and stretched, and you certainly dont know how long you're going to be carrying them for

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Looks nuts from the side too... took a while to recover from tho

I forgot how filling water is

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I forgot how filling water is

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A well known celebrity, maybe an actress, has dinner at a high-end restaurant. After she finishes her salad, the server brings her another entree, motioning towards another patron to indicate that they've sent it over. She accepts, not wanting to seem rude, and finishes the meal. Just as she's taking the last bite, the server presents her with yet another dish, sent to her by yet another diner. She politely takes it and finishes it, and the same thing happens. Her dress keeps getting tighter the more she eats, and the food just keeps coming. It seems like every guest in the restaurant is sending her food, and she can't seem to refuse it, no matter how full she gets. Her belly bulges, getting heavier and heavier with every bite. Her breasts are practically overflowing out of the hem of her dress, and her thighs strain the stitching in the skirt, every calorie she swallows seeming to be converted to fat instantaneously.

As she eats, her desperation increases. She wants to stop eating, but the food just keeps coming, and she can't bring herself to turn it down. The seams running along the sides of her dress begin to audibly strain and rip, a thread snapping with every bite she takes. Panting, she leans back in her seat, round belly resting heavily between her thighs. The server sets another plate in front of her, and she groans, trying to refuse. "For the expectant mother," he says with a grin, gesturing towards a couple raising their drink glasses to her.

Looking down at her fattened body, she sees how prominently her big, round belly sticks out, and gasps as she feels the unmistakable twinge of movement inside. Her breasts feel stretched full, and a need for release grows alongside her swelling body. Despite her shock and fear, she has to keep eating, and she can feel the life in her womb growing bigger and stronger as she does. Desperately she wants to stop, to stop the growth, to stop being pregnant, but she stays where she is and keeps eating.

Her body becomes so full, so fat, so pregnant, she begins to feel like she could burst if she takes another bite, yet she still doesn't stop. Her massive pregnant belly is so full of babies, it's absolutely riddled with kicks from all over, and she realizes that she's pregnant with far more than just one baby, and none of them are very small.

There's a brief moment of relief as something warm and wet spreads over her chest, and she realizes she's leaking milk. The relief doesn't last long, as if her breasts are producing more and more milk by the moment. "Let us help you with that, ma'am," one of the servers says, pulling down the top of her dress to expose her overfull teats. He and another server on her other side each take one of her enormous breasts into their hands and squeeze, causing milk to spray everywhere. She moans, humiliated and relieved all at once. Her moans turn into yelps and gasps as the servers latch onto her tits, suckling furiously and hungrily gulping down her plentiful milk. Their hands roam all over her expansive belly, feeling its firm roundness as her babies grow and kick inside of her.

The patrons all continue to watch with pleased grins on their faces as she swells up. She groans as she takes bite after bite, now at least three times her original size, not fully counting her absurdly pregnant belly. Pain begins to take hold of her, making her feel like her belly's being squeezed.

"Please... too... full..." she tries to protest as she's brought yet another dessert, which she demolishes in well under a minute. The pain and her belly both grow with every swallow, until the cramps become almost unbearable.

"Ah... ahhh... ohhh, god... I'm... I'm gonna... gonna POP!" she screams, just as an audible splash bursts from between her spread legs, soaking her panties, dress, and chair. She gasps and pants, holding the sides of her impossibly swollen baby belly.

The babies inside of her seem to all be kicking and shoving against one another, jostling her huge belly. She can hardly wrap her mind around being so very, very full of fat, overdue babies, much less that she's moments away from birthing them.

No one in the restaurant is at all disturbed as she begins to wail and scream, struggling to push out the giant babies she's grown inside of her womb. Everyone looks on with pleased airs as she huffs and puffs between pushes, a massive head bulging out of her pussy and straining against her panties.

"H-help me...! Get it out...!" she cries as she fights to push out the oversized head. She pushes and pushes, the head hardly budging. No one moves to help her, all simply looking on in pleased fascination as she labors.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, she manages to birth the head. The servers continue nursing from her heavily engorged mommy milkers, her supply feeling endless. She's nearly unrecognizable as her former self, now fat and pregnant with a baby's head sticking out from between her legs as she births, when she was lithe and thin with a completely flat belly just hours ago.

Her audience continues to watch her give birth, their only involvement coming when someone comes between her legs to catch the baby when she finally manages to squeeze it all the way out. It immediately begins to wail, and her breasts somehow gush with even more milk into the hungry mouths attached to them.

On and on it goes, her screaming and pushing and panting, her belly barely shrinking even after pushing out two, three, and four babies, all weighing between fifteen and twenty pounds.

The sound of babies crying fills the room as more food is brought to her, the servers now spooning it directly into her mouth as she pushes. Her belly swells, and she feels she may be stuck here, legs spread as she pushes out baby after baby, trapped beneath the weight of her overly pregnant belly while she breastfeeds anyone who wants a taste of her milk.

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pov you're a girl in royal society married off to a tall dark and handsome lord so your father stays in his good graces.

your whole life you knew your duty to sire children but you didn't exactly know what that entailed.

the first night, your new husband fucks you mercilessly, cumming deep in you and leaving you sated and full.

you knew your wedding night would be like this, but the next night he arrives again to do the same thing. would this be an every day occurance?

as soon as you arrive at your new home you are given meal after meal of decadent food, lavish pastries and large servings of meat.

now that you are married you are allowed to wear your wifely clothes as opposed to the stifling dresses you wore as a debutante. you notice your corsets getting tighter each week until you stop wearing them all together.

as time goes by, you fill out, and your lord seems to warm up to you and your growing body. he spends time playing with you before he inserts himself, though that is always the end result.

presently, he's focusing on your clit, your breasts, your pleasure. it seems like that first night was to get the job done and now the job is to pleasure you as well as himself.

u"going to fuck you full of my children, see you get big," he says as he pistons inside of you.

you lay back and take it, finding yourself enjoying the thought more than you thought you would. you're wondering if he's already implanted a child inside of you.

you continue growing considerably, what with the food and the consistent fucking. every night you go to bed with your stomach full of food and your womb full of cum.

in just a few weeks you realize your monthly bleeding hasn't arrived, and when you inspect yourself in the mirror, there's a slight bulge to your lower belly. could you be pregnant already?

you tell your husband of the news and you aren't sure what you expected but you didn't expect him to fuck you even harder that night, turned on at the thought of the child growing inside you.

your servants take good care of you in the coming weeks, allowing you to rest and eat as much as possible to grow healthy. it's only a matter of time before you are growing too big for your wifely dresses and need a rush order from the tailors.

in just a few months your belly spills out of your night gown, unbuttoned fully since you cannot fasten it without the worries of ripping yet another garment.

you heave yourself out of bed to the wash room, where your servants help you in the bath, offering you a pleasant breakfast to go with the suds. your belly sticks out above the water and from this angle you notice your navel has popped, straining with the sheer size of your mid section.

your husband is away most days, taking care of his business and duties. you're just grateful the social season is over, as you grow larger and larger by the day.

the village doctor arrives a few days later to monitor your progress. though his assessment cannot tell you how many babies grow within you, he tells you he hears multiple heartbeats, and estimates you still have quite a long ways to go. in the last few weeks of your pregnancy, you will grow substantially he says.

he prescribes you eat lots and rest as much as possible. there's not much else to do in your state so you nod and rub your belly to calm your growing brood.

that evening, you tell your lord of the news. more than one child? he smiles satisfactorily, knowing it was his vigorous love making that left you in this state.

he requests you be on top this evening, and as you sink down onto his member, you both groan as the full weight of your actions sinks in. you try to ride him, but your massive belly and growing breasts leave you tired in just a few moments.

it's not long before he throws you on all fours, thrusting into you from behind, watching as your inflated body bounces with every movement.

by the time he cums, you fall onto your side, exhausted but fully satisfied.

but it's not time to go to sleep, says your children. they wrestle with each other and kick your insides, active from your own activity.

you groan from the sensation, in pain but so content with your position. would this be your life forever?

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Thought I lost the ability to have multiple orgasms when I started T, but I guess it was the combination of that and the progesterone from the IUD cause WE'RE BACK BABY

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Had a salpingectomy and turns out they basically inflate you for the surgery lmao. This is after that and some chinese takeout

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Im going to collapse now jfc that was a lot of food and air

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