Preg-Pilled

A very belly-brained guy who’s just here to browse and like my favorite pregnancy-related content. 30/M, No RP please.

[heavywithourbabies]

[continutums]

MAYTERNITY DAY 7: SIZE DIFFERENCE

[generoustummy]

Feeling my belly grow.

[daddysbelly]

It was you. It was always you. I wanted a baby, and I specifically chose you to put one inside of me. I wanted to carry your baby. I wanted you to fill me up and make one with me. I wanted to make you a daddy alongside me, and now don’t you see how happy I am?

How swollen and stuffed with your offspring that’s writhing in me? How I’m gonna have your baby and only yours, again, and again, and again. Don’t worry, I want you to get me pregnant again. I want your babies, and only yours.

Look what you’ve done to me, aren’t you proud? You should be..I’m the one carrying them in my belly. I chose you for this.

And I’m not letting you go anytime soon.

[breedmepleasexx]

[heavywithourbabies]

Fecund

[properplace]

ready to serve

[wesoftupinhere]

A bunch of doodles featuring anon and the monster bf

[ravenousrampage]

something ive been thinking about lately is a couple, where one is very pregnant because the other is either really large or just a different species

I find it more cute, but this is a tummy account so

[bellybrainedboyo]

This dynamic? Is my jam.

[pregnanttlover]

[blight-freak-parade]

Egg so big that when its time to lay it, it is completely stuck behind your pelvis, no matter how hard you push. After days of struggle, your body gives up, your contractions fading away. You are completely exhausted and defeated, fully believing you’ll be stuck with this egg inside you forever now. Days turn into weeks, and you try to keep on going, eating for two still. The odd contractions come and go, but labor never begins again.

Weeks later, one night, you go to sleep, you stomach cramping particular hard tonight, but you had long lost hope it could be actual contractions… And you wake up violently to a harsh, familiar tightening all across your tummy, as it misshapens in bursts that sink and stretch the skin in ways you never had seen before, but throw you into a world of agony completely unlike your first failed birth. You try to push, but you realize something heavy and monstrous is rolling inside you.

Something that is hatching, having been incubated in the warm refuge of your worm all this weeks, as if it had been laid, and isn’t all that pleased about its new, small home.

You are realizing too late. Even the signs of labor your ignored- but there is no time now, as your womb tightens and demands you to push, and you grit your teeth, sinking your hands into your aching belly and do just that. Squeezed by your overtaxed womb, the creature is guided downwards, and as it realizes finally where its path to freedom lies, its shoves its head into your pelvis with such force you feel your bones creak, and birthing fluids soak your sheets. Strangely, you don’t feel its shell, perhaps its soft, but you have no time to worry about that right now.

Another contraction envelopes you, and combined with the creature’s efforts, it begins to breach your birth canal, your pelvis creaking ominously. You scream, sweating, toes curling with effort, but you refuse to stop pushing until your body lets go off you. The babe squirms impatiently, what you guess is its tail, thick and heavy, slapping your lungs, cutting off your breath, but as another contraction takes over, you push just as hard as before, if not harder.

You’ve been given a second opportunity, and your hips might have been too small to pass the giant egg, but you WILL give birth to this creature. Even if it breaks you.

[hardpushingbabe2]

Huge belly in labor

@hardpushingbabe2

[lilycorinth]

I barely fitted the fitting room

[fluffyhellcat-deactivated202605]

Gravity doing its thing

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[lilycorinth]

[bellybabe32]

I crawl out of bed slowly, had because I have to and half because I don’t want to wake you. It’s just past 2am but I can’t sleep with your twins pressing on my bladder.

I waddle to the bathroom, my back aching from how heavy my belly has gotten. The boys were due two days ago and yet haven’t made any moves to come out despite our best efforts.

I leave the bathroom and head towards the hall. If I can’t sleep I might as well get a snack. Going up and down the stairs hasn’t been easy but I take my time and make it down eventually. The promise of cookies and peanut butter keeping me going.

It’s in the kitchen you find me, leaning forward on the counter, groaning as I feel the first real contraction. I feel your hands on my back, massaging my hips gently.

“Baby, what’re you doing I could’ve gotten you some snacks,” you say, your voice gently but concerned.

I breathe deeply as the contraction passes, pushing myself back up, sighing as you slide your hands under my belly to support it. The babies kick in against your palms, my skin tight and red.

“I couldn’t sleep…just wanted to get a snack,” I reply, closing my eyes as I lean my head back in your chest. I smile as you kiss my cheek and neck. “You have work I didn’t want to wake you.”

“You can always wake me up. You three are more important,” you say as your hands roam my belly more, pressing against the twins as they struggle to calm down after the contraction. “You’re gonna pop any moment now and I’m here to take care of you.”

I turn my head and kiss you, pressing my belly against you. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” You kiss me back, holding me as close as you can with our babies between us. “Come on let’s go back to bed. I’ll grab your snacks.”

I nod, starting my slow journey back up the stairs. “Oreos and peanut butter please. And a red Gatorade.” I call over my shoulder.

I hadn’t even made it halfway up the stairs when you’re next to me, snacks in one hand, your free one going to my back to help me up.

When I finally reach the stop I feel like I’ve run a marathon. I make my way back to bed, sitting heavily and leaning back against the headboard. You set my snacks next to me, smiling as I put the peanut butter jar on my belly and scoop it out with the cookies.

“These two need to come soon,” I groan. “They’re so heavy now…”

I feel your hands on my belly, rubbing cool lotion into my skin. “I don’t mind them cooking a bit longer” you giggle.

“You don’t have to carry almost twenty pounds of baby,” I reply, play hitting your arm.

“Don’t pretend you don’t like being this big.” I close my eyes as you kiss my belly, your fingers teasing my belly button. “I know how much you’ve liked growing my babies”

I moan and reach my hand to you, rubbing my fingers through your hair. “Mmm it has been fun seeing how big I can’t get…especially with two babies.”

“Might just have to put three in you next time.”

“Promise?”

You smirk, coming closer to kiss me properly.

“You’re gonna grow nice and round for me again and again”

And I knew you’d keep that promise.