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wannafillyou · 2 days
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I wonder why she got knocked up…surely it’s not what was once a nice slim and tight body, now equipped with a perfectly round and heavy belly.
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thefullwomb · 3 months
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Kate could feel it coming, the familiar pressure in her pelvis, the tightening of her overfilled womb, any moment now her water would break. Warm amniotic fluid would fish out of her like a geyser as her body tried once more to deliver her long overdue baby. It would happen just as it had nearly twice per week for just over three years. Once more, Kate would fight against her body and instincts. She would plug her pussy and grind on the arm of the couch, letting the pleasure and pain mix as she waited for her body to once again give her just a few more days of pregnancy.
It wasn't unheard of for women to have long pregnancies, sometimes even making them permanent, but they used drugs and medical procedures to do it. Kate was determined to set the record for the world's longest pregnancy, and she wanted to do it all natural.
The first year had been easy, her due date had come and gone, and her baby seemed content to let her carry it for a long time to come. Then, just as kate came to her thirteenth month, she had finally gone into labor. Her water had broken in her sleep, and her baby was crowning almost before she realized what was happening. She had used her bare hands to hold back the slick, crowning head desperately fighting her body as she pressed it inch by inch back into the embrace of her womb. By morning, her labor had ended.
Now, three years later, she had had a few close calls, but she had managed to keep her baby inside. She was so close to her goal of being pregnant for five years, but at the same time, she didn't want her pregnancy to end. Maybe she would try and make it to ten years. That way, she could be sure no one would ever beat her record. She rubbed the massive dome of her gravid belly and let out a sigh. Then again, what if she tried again, this time with twins or even triplets.
A huge shoutout and thank you to @darkdaisy1984 for letting me use her picture and giving her input on this story.
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thebroodybabe · 6 months
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Hey Tumblr… what’s good? Missed me? 😘
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bellyprincess · 9 months
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tags: wlw pregnancy, both can impregnate tho
My jaw dropped at the sight of you in front of me. Never in a million years did I think you'd be here at this wedding and waddling with a cute little belly to boot! It was only fitting, though. We met at a wedding a few months ago after we were both seated at the singles table, and we had a night full of passion and mind-blowing sex. After everything we did to each other, it was no surprise that we were both sporting swollen belly bumps now.
Except... we didn't exchange any phone numbers or social media. So, when I turned up heavily pregnant from our night of love, I had no way to tell you. But now that you were standing in front of me, it's clear you had the same predicament. Our bellies kissed through our clothes, and I cooed over how cute you looked while your hands rubbed the sides of my gravidly swollen middle that stuck out beneath my equally swollen chest.
It took everything in me to hold back a moan. We were both seated at the singles table again, telling us both that we were definitely the ones to blame for the way the other one waddled. "You look so pretty..." I whispered as we sat next to each other, and my hand slowly slid up your thigh to rub at your belly. I could tell that my touch had an effect on you already, and it only made my thighs press closer together. Or, it made them try to press together, being stopped by the belly that rested between them.
"I missed you." You whispered back with the sweetest look on your face that sent shivers up my spine. "I missed you too." I smiled and kept rubbing your belly, noticing that it was smaller than mine. "It looks like you have some catching up to do. How about we go back to my hotel room again? And I'll make you as pregnant as you made me~?" For emphasis, I leaned back in my chair as my belly jutted out, showing off just how knocked up you made me that first night.
"And maybe you can put a few more in me too, and then I'll really have my work cut out for me making you catch up!"
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It had only been a few days since your partner left for their business trip, but you were already going stir crazy. You were spending the whole day tempering your ravenous, insatiable libido. Every inch of you boiled. Toys refused to satisfy.
Climbing into the shower, it was hard not to be turned on just looking at yourself. Your erect nipples, idle playthings for your horny mind. Minutes in and all that work cleaning yourself would be undone. So you'd rinse and repeat.
In your room you found your partner's favourite set of lingerie: a matching set of black, lacey panties and a bra. It had only been a few days since you last wore them, but you could already feel yourself spill out more than usual. What were once large, but perky tits were now heavy hanging breasts that sat snug, snugger than usual, in that delicate fabric.
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Nights turned to days as you roamed your house alone. But it wasn't long before your concerns were vindicated. Your breasts had gotten larger. In fact, they continued to grow. Veins pushed their way to the surface as the skin around your tits stretched thinner.
But it wasn't the only thing growing.
You honestly thought it was just bloat. Anxious that a few days of unaccompanied eating and wanking had you gaining weight, your belly surged forward from where you were used to. But after two weeks and the bloat refusing to pass, you knew more was going on.
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Throwing on a sports bra, you tried to hide your growing tits and belly. A grey, oversized tracksuit followed over and with a pair of sunglasses the look was complete as you venture out into the world to find some clarity.
You arrived at a pharmacy. The woman at the counter greeted you as you walked in. You smiled politely but bit your lip as you saw her. She was short, a little shorter than you, chunky with a black bob. Thick in all the right ways.
Terrified, you tried to hide your arrousal and your belly.
You smiled back and asked "Can i get a pregnancy test?" your words fell away as your mumble through the last of your sentence.
"I'm sorry, i didn't quite catch that." She said with a smile that said 'i heard you but I want to make you say it out loud.'
Your face was bright red. The woman behind the counter carelessly looking you over like a piece of meat. "A pregnancy test. I need one." You conceed, pointing past her to the display behind the counter.
"Oh, I'm sorry miss." She snarked, reaching back to grab one, "I didn't think someone so far along would needs that."
Your face and pussy burnt. "H-how dare you!" You half moan at her, looking around to see if anyone had heard. You were both alone.
But before you could break into a full tyrade, you looked down at yourself for the first time since you stepped into the store. You had grown since the drive here. And you were huge. The sweat shirt did nothing to hide your size, the front pulled taught by the size of your growing belly.
You cried, "Oh my god!" Before running... well, waddling to the bathroom. You tripped and stumbled as you adjusted to your new centre of gravity. You locked the door behind you and peeled back your slowly shrinking sweat shirt.
You looked full term. 9 months pregnant. Your belly button had popped. Your ass had widened, and your belly grew so naturally from your plump form you wondered how you had ever looked without it.
As you raised your shirt to reveal yourself your hand brushed against your breasts. Its swollen flesh threatened to spill out and over your tight sports bra. You carefully pulled the bra up and over, careful not to put too much pressure on your very sore breasts. Regardless, each nipple slowly trickled beads of milk down your body.
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Your pussy craved satisfaction. It ate at you, filling your mind with fog. You were one part petrified, but 9 parts severely turned on. And what little scared you onlu turnes you on more. What if someone caught you?
With a hand you slid up and squeezes one of your engorged breasts. Milk splattered across the mirror. You moaned as you watched your reflection play with herself.
But a knock at the door brought you crashing back to earth. "Ma'am?" The clerk called from behind the door.
"Y-yeah?" Your voice hinted at the pleasure you're so desperate to return to.
"I hate to bother you. But that stall is for paying customers only. And, like I said. I dont think you need this test."
"I can't come out right now." You said back.
"Do you need help?" She asked, genuinely concerned.
You hesitsted for a moment.
"Can you get some oil, some napkins and a clean shirt? I'll pay for them!"
You could hear her voice catch at the strangle request. "O-Okay?"
Eventually she returned. You unlocked the door a crack and let her pass the items through. But in the corner of your eye, in the reflection of the window, you see her face looking back. She saw you, tits, belly and all. Her face turned bright red as she slams the backroom door shut.
Flustered your deslerately scramble to clean yourself up. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." You hurridly cry.
Her voice turned into a long and uncertain "uuuhhhhh" as she tried to find the words to describe how she's feeling. "The ummm. The bathroom is kinda gross. Did yo-did you want to use the staff room?" She finally utters. "Its just me here. Perfectly safe."
You sigh. Tired, hungry and heavy, and in desperste need of being milked, you agree. Slipping the white shirt she gave you on, you couldn't deny it left little to the imagination.
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Quickly you open the door and slip awkwardly through the pharmacy. Your belly and tits swinging as you do. The wet stains around your nipples getting larger, revealing your dark areolas underneath. After what felt like an eternity of exposure you cross the threshold and slip into the backroom of the store. The clerk quickly closing in behind.
She pulls up a large office chair and gestures you to sit down. You happil oblige, resting your monsterous belly on your lap and your leaking breasts on your belly. The sigh of relief came involentarily as you thank her.
Her smile turned from carring to ceniving as she locks the door behind her. "Now we're alone, I need you to take that top off."
"E-excuse m-me?"
The pharmacist drops down to her knees and begins kissing your enormous belly. "Big girl, you're going nowhere like this. I heard the noises you made. And i know you think i'm cute. Come on." She says, lifting your struggling shirt and sweezing oil into her hands. "Be a good girl for me."
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You couldn't help but yelp at her touch, but something about her stern stare made you melt. Between your partner being gone and your sudden pregnancy, you were keen for something certain. Your body relaxed as she went.
She lifted your shirt off completely and exposed your collosal breasts. Rounded, swolen with milk, yet so large they flopped to either side of your mamoth belly. Pinned beneath it, stuck in this chair, the pharmacist had her way with you.
She dragged a tongue up your belly, around your breasts, lapping up stray milk. She sent shivered down your spine. Thrulls of pleasure followed too as she latched onto your swolen nipple. She sucked. Your nipples, raw and wanting, felt a wash of instant relief as you felt your warm milk release from its prison.
Your stray hand reached low, past your belly, in search of your pussy. You were dripping wet. You dove deep into yourself to lube up your finger and began rubbing your clit. You moaned as the gorgeous woman sucked away at your breasts, still rubbing lotion on your belly.
You quickly fell into the pit of pleasure. Your pace was steady and you begged her to keep going. With your other hand you took hold of your spare and swollen tit and squeezed. A yelp jumped from your lips. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as your sprayed milk across the back room.
It wasn't long before the pleasure built to a breaking point. You tried to hunch forward but your belly got in the way. You let go of your tit and gripped the desk beside you as hard as you could as you reach climax.
For the first time in weeks you finally felt satisfied. Panting and sweating you look over at your new friend with a greatful smile. She returns the feeling.
But as you stand to leave your legs give out. Not just regular jelly legs, you look down and realise you've only gotten larger. Your belly stretches out to your knees, and your breasts fall down by your side. You can see them swelling with fresh milk. Your thighs have grown and your fat ass is stuck in the chair.
You look up helplessly at the pharmacist as she kneels down between your legs and vanished behind your belly.
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ashmallow · 10 months
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I’m just about to leave the house to go on a date with you. I feel so cute in this denim overall. But all of a sudden I’m going into labor! I’m calling you to ask for help. What would you do? Comment / DM me
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breedingsblog · 22 days
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not to be like "i was born in the wrong generation" but could you imagine being a woman during the baby boom? like you're pregnant because your husband/literally any soldier fucked you and knocked you up and so are all of your friends, and if you see a woman that isn't pregnant you feel bad for her and wonder what's wrong with her in the back of your mind then you go home and listen to your misogynistic husband while you cook him dinner, happily agreeing with him as his babies kick inside of you 🤤
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fakeversacepurse · 2 months
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Oh noooo, please don’t force me pregnant so i have to drop out of school and ruin my future, noooo
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wrongdesire · 6 months
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A strong contraction has caused Beatriz to sit on her bed and rub her full-term pregnant belly. She hopes that the contraction she felt was a false one, not a real one. Because if she went into labor right now, there would be no one help her and take her to the hospital in time. Having her baby alone in her home is not what she wants.
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wannafillyou · 2 days
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Soon your milk will arrive, and your hands certainly won’t be enough to cover your increasingly engorged tits, much less your belly that has since doubled in size.
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thefullwomb · 2 months
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Jenny posed for her son's birthday photo. He was turning three today, and although he didn't technically have a birthday, she celebrated his long past due date every year. She'd been just eighteen when he'd been conceived, a senior in high school with a bright future left knocked up and alone by her deadbeat boyfriend. She knew she from the moment she first heard his heartbeat that she wanted her son, but she also knew that she couldn't take care of him as a single mother with nothing but a high school diploma and a dream. She needed more time.
Luckily for Jenny, she had been accepted to the medical program of a top university, and they just so happened to be researching the effects and long-term side effects of multi year pregnancies. She hadn't even settled into her dorm room before she signed up for the study.
Over the course of the next three years, the data gathered by the study led to the creation of a variety of new drugs. An inhaler that improved oxygen intake to compensate for reduced lung capacity. A cream that drastically increased skin elasticity. Pills to improve the speed and efficiency of digestion. And, of course, the most effective birth blockers ever created.
Another significant development was that Jenny had developed something between a clique and a cult around her. Nearly two dozen people all obsessed with pregnancy in one way or another. Some loved to feel their bodies grow obscenely large with overdue babies or multiples. Others used pregnancy accelerating drugs to pop out twins and triplets almost weekly. One girl was practically all womb, a nearly spherical belly filled with more than twenty very overdue babies, unable and unwilling to do anything but be hand fed and passionately fucked by those members of the club who loved serving the whims of the preggos. This certainly wasn't what Jenny had been expecting her time at university to look like, but she wouldn't trade it for the world.
Thanks to @danny198725 for submitting the photo for this story. If you've got a picture you'd like to see featured on one of my stories, feel free to dm me! Thanks for reading.
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thebroodybabe · 11 months
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I offer cam calls and sell content on telegram. Send me a dm for more info 💋 💖
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bellyprincess · 11 months
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Staying at home was hard to manage when I was so used to being on the go and constantly doing something. But, with the twins you put inside of me growing so fast, it was harder to get around and do as much as I wanted. At month 6, my waddle was already wide and slow. Meaning I was nearly on house arrest unless I wanted to huff and groan my way through Target, which did sound alluring, but I did that yesterday was still exhausted from it.
So, I did the next best thing: bothered you while you were at work! I waddled my way into the bathroom and moaned when I rested my swollen belly on the counter. The relief felt nice, I almost wished I had a counter to rest my belly on everywhere! One of the babies kicked and I rubbed over the spot to try and calm them down before I snapped a picture.
👑: For every hour you're not home, I'm taking off a piece of clothing and sending another picture. 😘
I pressed send and glanced at the clock. You had only started work an hour ago, and I knew you'd try and stay as long as you could, only making my game even more interesting to see how long you'd last. Would I even get down to my bra? Or would I be completely naked and doggy style in the picture before you broke?
How long would you make me wait~?
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roundfantasies · 2 months
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44 weeks... Sitting here with my belly sprawled out in front of me. They found a third baby somewhere in there, but they said its much earlier in development. Somehow, I had gotten pregnant while already being pregnant. So not only am I prone to multiples, but I'm prone to superfetation aswell. And honestly, I'm not complaining.
They're going to be sending me to a breeding farm soon to make use of my unusually fertile womb. People will be able to pay a small fee to impregnate me with another baby, and watch me swell over and over again.
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lovinglabor · 2 months
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I’d love to have you help support me in labor.
I’m about to start pushing! HMMMMP!
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Him (pov)
I sit by the lake as I watch my wife and her friend talking and laughing. My imagination runs wild as I imagine them rubbing that baby bumps and a few other places. I get snap back to reality as my wife asked me a question.
Her: "Hey babe can you rub some sun screen on our bumps"
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