rapid pregnancy and birth roleplay

28 year old cis male bisexual lover of all types of pregnancy. mpreg, fpreg, tpreg, all things I love. moving bellies, rapid pregnancy, multiples, long hard labor and crowning births. I like to rp and love to be the carrier, but I can do some impregnation if I feel like it. asks are always open. this is a kink account. and I don't do irl meets, just rp.

[b-wingman]

If I were to be honest about a dream it would be to be so big and heavy with babies in my belly, feeling them move, my body changing just for them and have them for as long as possible and then endure whatever labor and birth had in-store for me.

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Oh how I want my belly to be like this, my hips spread to support my babies and prepare me to give birth.

[pumpkinbirth]

Thinking about rapid pregnancy while dizzy and confused because of the same magical influence that's doing it to you, getting bigger and rounder and barely able to accurately percieve and process how your body's changing until your waters break and you snap out of the haze and are slammed with terror all at once as your body betrays you and forces you to push out a baby right then and there with no time to adjust or even get to a better place to give birth

The disorientation is the most overwhelming thing you’ve ever felt in your life.

Your center of gravity rapidly changes as your once flat belly begins to swell outward, progressing through what should be nine months of progress in less than nine minutes, and you have to lean against the nearest wall in order to keep from losing your balance. Deliriously you press your palms against your midsection, as though the pressure of your hands have any chance of stopping the way you’re rounding out.

It only occurs to you halfway through that you’ve forgotten to breathe entirely, and by the time you’ve gone from zero to full term you’re panting, gasping for air, your hands cradling whatever has grown so quickly inside of you. There’s no time to wonder what it might be, though, because the air is once again knocked from your lungs as you feel a deep, strange pop from within you, followed by a hot torrent of water bursting from between your legs.

You’re still reeling and hyperventilating from the breakneck speed of your pregnancy when it becomes clear that your labor is moving just as fast. There’s no time to think, barely any time to breathe, there’s only the deep insistent pressure of something trying to get out, and your mind is a mess of vertigo and terror as you give in and push…

[stupidlypregnant]

I don’t know how much longer I can carry them ...

I’m sprawled on our bed. My skin feels like it might split if I breathe too deep - so tight, so raw. I look unreal. Hugely, horribly full. My belly heavy enough that it drags everything - my posture, my breath, my thoughts - down with it. I can’t lie flat. Can’t sit upright. Can’t think. Every inch of me aches.

And he’s watching me.

He leans in the doorway like he’s admiring a sculpture, arms crossed, eyes trailing over every exaggerated curve. There’s something in his stare that makes my throat tighten.

“They're growing bigger again,” he says. There’s no concern in his voice, just fascination.

I try to speak, but my voice comes out weak and cracked. “I can’t … I need it to be over. Please ...”

He walks slowly to the bed, dragging his fingers lightly over the stretched dome of my belly. I flinch. My skin’s too sensitive- every touch sends a jolt through me. The babies squirm at the contact and I groan, overwhelmed.

“You say that every day”, he says, crouching beside me. “But you’re still here. Still carrying them.”

I shake my head. My hands press into the underside of my belly, as if I can hold up even a fraction of its weight. “I’m not strong enough. Please, something’s wrong. They should’ve come by now -”

He cuts me off with a laugh, low and cold. His hand splays across the widest curve of my belly. I feel trapped. His voice drops lower, softer - but not gentle. “You have no idea what it does to me, seeing you like this. So full. So helpless.”

Tears sting my eyes. “I’m not trying to be helpless,” I whisper.

“I know,” he says. “That’s what makes it even better.”

He climbs onto the bed beside me, slowly, like he’s trying not to jostle me, but his weight still shifts mine, and my back spasms in protest. I gasp, one hand flying to my side. The pressure never stops. The babies are rolling again. It’s too much. I’m too full. I can’t take another day, and he just … watches.

“You want them out?” He asks, voice soft, mockingly sympathetic. “You want it to end?”

I nod furiously, desperate. “Yes. Please.”

He leans in close, brushing his lips against my ear. “But you’re so much more… mine like this.”

I freeze. My heart thuds painfully under the pressure. He wraps an arm around me, fingers stroking the overfilled belly like it belongs to him. Maybe it does. Maybe I do, now.

“You’ll go into labor when you’re ready,” he whispers. “And I don’t think you are. Not yet.”

I want to argue, but the weight of everything is too much. My belly shifts again, unbearably tight. My whole body aches from the inside out. And he just holds me there, like this is exactly how he wants me: Pinned beneath the weight of life I can’t release, and too tired to fight anymore.

[missprego02]

the need I feel to experience this!!!!!

it doesn’t even have to be humen!!!!

[preggosrloved]

[lilycorinth]

[breedingbunnyboy]

Reblog or like this post if you have babyfever or a impreg kink and are looking for someone else who also has it to talk to and or flirt with.

[forgotmyumbrella]

Never ending.......

[mpregheavybellies]

Reblog if you’d love to be heavily pregnant with a big belly

[bellylover026]

Plz 🫃🏻🥵

[chasteandpregnantmale]

So so much

[heartshapedwomb22]

kinky stuff is nice sure but the intimacy of pregnancy turns me on so so much.

the way your partner's eyes widen at being told that you're pregnant. that their baby is currently occupying your womb. they tenderly care for you through the bad parts of the first trimester. they bring you water, rub your back as you vomit, fix you soup and teas for your stomach. even though there's no noticeable bump, they still rub your belly, which admittedly makes you feel better due to the stomach aches and bloating.

during the second trimester they get so excited seeing your bump finally come in. they insist on you wearing clothes that hug your belly. they cant keep your hands off of you, telling everyone that you're carrying their baby. they're constantly touching your belly or your widening hips. they join you in your frequent naps and even try your weird cravings.

during the third trimester it gets difficult again, this time due to being so big, but they support you so well. they bring you whatever you need so you dont have to get up. and if you do need to get up, they make sure to help you. when your belly feels too heavy, they hold it for you, lifting the weight off your poor back. they love feeling the baby through your skin. they often cuddle with you, rubbing your belly and occasionally poking your flesh to provoke the baby into kicking.

leading up to labor, they do everything to comfort you. they hold you and tell you how wonderful you are as you get false contractions, which only get worse leading up to the actual birth. during the actual birth, they focus on making you comfortable. they refill your water bottle as many times as you need and they bring you the occasional snack. they hold your hand and rub your hair as you contract. when you push, they're holding your hand and kissing your head, telling you that you're doing a perfect job and they love you so much. when they finally see the baby, they're over the moon. they cant decide whether to fawn over you or the baby. you did such a good job and they couldnt be more in love than they already are.

[pregnanttlover]

Beautiful and hot woman giving birth😍look at her belly just perfect

[prettypreggobelly]

I need someone to help me puuush

[odesandobedience-deactivated202]

Heavy bellies are healthy babies. The heavier the better.

[katesbellyblog]

Agreed! 🥰

[b-wingman]

That's why I want to carry heavy babies, 8lbs at least

[blockxinder-deactivated20241204]

[pregbeautyfull]

Ready to pop any minute

[thebreedingmaster]

The only way to make birthing my child better is to make sure I can see the baby forcing its way through your birth canal. <3

[b-wingman]

How I want to spend my time

[b-wingman]

I've been hiding my belly at work and in public, but I don't think my biggest hoodies gonna do much more here soon, I might have to come clean.

[hypbellylver]

I love the inevitability of birth. I think growing up with anxiety it crossed some little wires in my brain that correlate the fear with excitement since the feelings are similar. But like, just being alone or with my person or owner, with no way to stop what's bound to come. Usually, that scares me. So much! Yet, with birth I can't control how arousing it is...My body and baby are going to do what they need and I can't stop it. There's no way but through. I can try to hold it in. A can hold my hand over my crown and resist pushing into it. Eventually, that baby (those babies) are coming out. Replacing the fear with excitement makes it so good. Did I explain that well enough? I'm sure someone out there gets it hehe.

[homewaterbirthcontractions]

[giving-birth-20]

I want to feel this

[pregnantbellyhub]

Hot huge hard belly in labor