#i need to be pregnant

[breedmetothebrim-2]

I should be lounging on the couch rubbing a swollen 8 month pregnant belly as your twins squirm within me

[ftm2bbw]

I can't help thinking about how miserable you're going to be once you're pregnant. It's going to be fucking incredible, I know it. You don't want it. Psychologically, you know you don't want to be pregnant. But your body won't let you rest until a man, a real man's cum is pushed inside you and forcing you into having a child. The constant, undeniable aching all over your body. The aching of your hips as they widen, your bones themselves warping to make giving birth easier. The aching of your tits as they swell and grow, making your E cups look small by comparison, the aching so deep as your milk comes in that no amount of massaging can ever reach it. Your body gets heavier and rounder, I conveniently so. Bumping into things, making it harder and harder to get up from the couch or out of bed. Your belly rising higher, your bellybutton smoothing out, fresh red stretch marks covering your expanding gut, itching like mad. And the way your body naturally starts flooding with hormones, undoing years of HRT in a matter of months, turning you into the women you tried to run from for so long. Every day you look in the mirror and see yourself a little bit bigger, a little bit rounder, a little bit more feminine. And the worst part, the part that makes you seethe and fill with resentment and anger, are the moments when you look at yourself and think... "My God... I actually look... Good..."

It would be such a mindfuck, truly. I know my dysphoria would be screaming at me, tormenting me. Knowing a decade of hormones and transition would be undone more and more by the day. That little dividng bundle of cells in my womb growing bigger by the minute, stealing my masculinity with it.

But god, how horny it would make me. The same overwhelming libido that got me in this scenario wouldn't let me terminate either. I'd be too curious - and far too painfully turned on - to see exactly what nine months of pregnancy hormones would do to me. Even the pain and discomfort would make me so horny, so embarassingly wet.

Even as part of me would flare in anger and hurt and dysphoria as being seen as a fertile woman - as seeing myself as one - another would throb with intoxicating arousal at the same time. I'd be such a mess.

Even worse, I know meeting my craving for a real man's cock wouldn't be sated after those nine months either.

[transpecter]

giant submissive werewolf boyfriend lapping at my cunt and pathetically humping the mattress until he cums everywhere WHEN

[nerdgirlnarrates]

Even though it's been months since I switched from neurosurgery to internal medicine, I still have a hard time not being angry about the training culture and particularly the sexism of neurosurgery. It wasn't the whole reason I switched, but truthfully it was a significant part of my decision.

I quickly got worn out by constantly being questioned over my family plans. Within minutes of meeting me, attendings and residents felt comfortable lecturing me on the difficulties of having children as a neurosurgeon. One attending even suggested I should ask my co-residents' permission before getting pregnant so as not to inconvenience them. I do not have children and have never indicated if I plan to have any. Truthfully, I do want children, but I would absolutely have foregone that to be a neurosurgeon. I wanted to be a neurosurgeon more than anything. But I was never asked: it was simply assumed that I would want to be a mother first. Purely because I'm a woman, my ambitions were constantly undermined, assumed to be lesser than those of my male peers. Women must want families, therefore women must be less committed. It was inconceivable that I might put my career first. It was impossible to disprove this assumption: what could I have done to demonstrate my commitment more than what I had already done by leading the interest group, taking a research year, doing a sub-I? My interest in neurosurgery would never be viewed the same way my male peers' was, no matter what I did. I would never be viewed as a neurosurgeon in the same way my male peers would be, because I, first and foremost, would be a mother. It turns out women don't even need to have children to be a mother: it is what you essentially are. You can't be allowed to pursue things that might interfere with your potential motherhood.

Furthermore, you are not trusted to know your own ambitions or what might interfere with your motherhood. I am an adult woman who has gone to medical school: I am well aware of what is required in reproduction, pregnancy, and residency, as much as one can be without experiencing it firsthand. And yet, it was always assumed that I had somehow shown up to a neurosurgery sub-I totally ignorant of the demands of the career and of pregnancy. I needed to be enlightened: always by men, often by childless men. Apparently, it was implausible that I could evaluate the situation on my own and come to a decision. I also couldn't be trusted to know what I wanted: if I said I wanted to be a neurosurgeon more than a mother, I was immediately reassured I could still have a family (an interesting flip from the dire warnings issued not five minutes earlier in the conversation). People could not understand my point, which was that I didn't care. I couldn't mean that, because women are fundamentally mothers. I needed to be guided back to my true role.

Because everyone was so confident in their sexist assumptions that I was less committed, I was not offered the same training, guidance, or opportunities as the men. I didn't have projects thrown my way, I didn't get check-ins or advice on my application process, I didn't get opportunities in the OR that my male peers got, I didn't get taught. I once went two whole days on my sub-I without anyone saying a word to me. I would come to work, avoid the senior resident I was warned hated trainees, figure out which OR to go to on my own, scrub in, watch a surgery in complete silence without even the opportunity to cut a knot, then move to the next surgery. How could I possibly become a surgeon in that environment? And this is all to say nothing of the rape jokes, the advice that the best way for a woman to match is to be as hot as possible, listening to my attending advise the male med students on how to get laid, etc.

At a certain point, it became clear it would be incredibly difficult for me to become a neurosurgeon. I wouldn't get research or leadership opportunities, I wouldn't get teaching or feedback, I wouldn't get mentorship, and I wouldn't get respect. I would have to fight tooth and nail for every single piece of my training, and the prospect was just exhausting. Especially when I also really enjoyed internal medicine, where absolutely none of this was happening and I even had attendings telling me I would be good at it (something that didn't happen in neurosurgery until I quit).

I've been told I should get over this, but I don't know how to. I don't know how to stop being mad about how thoroughly sidelined I was for being female. I don't know how to stop being bitter that my intelligence, commitment, and work ethic meant so much less because I'm a woman. I know I made the right decision to switch to internal medicine, and it probably would have been the right decision even if there weren't all these issues with the culture of neurosurgery, but I'm still so angry about how it happened.

[ultimateloserboy]

the cult of the lamb brainrot is getting to me so bad, and it’s specifically narinders fault. ever since i got this fucker as a follower he keeps subtly hinting that he wants gifts/decorations put up but instead of just fuckin asking he has his own special dialogue about how he doesn’t ACTUALLY want it and he actually hates me and wants me to explode or whatever he says. so i go into darkwood and get the flowers he was “just wondering” about and when i give them to him he says shit like this

then his devotion skyrockets like hes drop dead in love with me and it gives me euphoria like ive never before felt

[heretherebedork]

I love this show. I love them so much. I love that they just went ahead and said 'yep, Pit Babe thinks he's running from auction but is actually running from a breeding program he doesn't even know about'.

I love this.

Who knew we'd get a breeding program in a BL in the year 2023? That the entire show would actually talk about the idea that boys can get pregnant and that everyone wants Pavel's Babe's babies?

No, seriously, this is the best.

Charlie trying to protect Babe from thing she didn't know about and how love started from something else entirely and how much Babe loves Charlie despite himself and despite his own logic because Charlie showed him how to love.

Charlie finally telling the whole truth to Babe and to the audience so we have at least an idea of what's going on but also the heartbreak of knowing that being close to and being loved by the person you love was stealing a part of yourself.

Question: how does he know this?

But also Babe denying Charlie that, making very sure that he knows he has to live and that even without his senses he won't give up. Babe telling Charlie to keep living without having to say the words, denying the return of his powers because he wants this love and softness he's discovered.

Babe is so desperate for love and to be loved and Charlie gives him that love and that softness and they reconcile so quickly because Babe needs to be loved, to be soft, to be cared for and held and pampered.

[rafescurtainbangz]

a visceral reaction

[noona96n]

i respect people's decision to have Feyd bending Paul over and going ham on him or have Paul ride Feyd into oblivion.

but...

may i present to u...

Paul Atreides, Maud'dib, the Lisan Al Gaib, the Kwisatz Haderach, but, most importantly, Feyd's bride-to-be in another life, bending over the bald, feral, sadist twink with a humiliation kink visible from space and having him right. there. on the fckn floor and there's nothing Feyd can do but take. it.

and he just... takes it like the feral good boy that he is.

[luvv4j4ybe11]

Neteyam looking down and his back profile is a combination that make me😫😫

[firstkanaphans]

I’m assuming we have Pit Babe to thank for this fucking fantastic line-up from Change. Is that all it takes to earn money and creative freedom in this industry? A little mpreg? GMMTV, take notes.

[angeltorresgf]

[its-a-me-mango]

Ok fine, TV child be upon thee

I know they're very basic but I love this lil silly TV kid so much already and basically, you can't take them away from me now.

Love this weird TV kid with one parent, Mr Puzzles performed mitosis or something crazy like that to get this lil TV clone. He calls them Jr sometimes, he's always encouraging them to go out and make friends and he shows all the TV shows he's made to them too.

[therabbitthatpostthings]

Fanfic isn’t enough, I need to fuck him

[mattodore]

ria, pack leader of three

[sameschmidtdiffname]

I love the difference in Katniss and Peeta asking for love. Peeta is in full "You don't have to, it's ok!!! Please don't even make eye contact with me, no pressure!!" Mode during 'The Hunger Games' meanwhile Katniss for the rest of the series is just like this fucking goblin crawling out of the pits of hell like "No pressure, but I will kill myself if you don't breathe in my direction"

[thotkumi]

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