[breederbellygirl]

I want to be measured daily just like this to make sure I’m growing big enough for you. Is this enough or will I need to get bigger?

[heavywithourbabies]

Feeling like a fertility sex Goddess

The baby had dropped. Looking at yourself fully naked in the bathroom mirror , it confirmed what you felt. Your large globe of a belly had dropped down and was now riding low and almost off of your expanded hips. You grabbed the coconut oil and started to apply it to all of the places that ached and itched as your skin became tighter. Over the last 8 months, it seemed like the pregnancy had totally dominated your body. Your once big and perky breasts now felt huge and heavy, resting on your belly whenever you sat down. Your nipples which had once been a delicate light pink had darkened to a deep shade of brown and your areolas had grown large to ready themselves for breast feeding. Somedays the pressure in them truly ached as they grew and filled with milk. Your nipples now hyper sensitive to even the softest of fabrics.

Your thighs had thickened and your ass had grown larger to accommodate the extra girth you were carrying. Your hips, which you once bragged were “perfect breeding hips” were being put to the test as they grew wider and wider to carry the weight of the baby. And your belly. It was almost comically big now, or so you thought, and it started to annoy you the amount of times strangers asked if you were having twins. “No, just one awful big boy” you would always reply with a smile but on the inside you were worried you were too big. The skin of your belly was pulled tight and taut and stretch marks had grown along your underbelly and sides. Looking at yourself now, you felt like some fertility Mother Earth statue brought to life. Big, swollen, heavy, cumbersome, engorged…. all these words and more repeated in your head. For a moment, it felt like tears might well up but you pushed past them and instead decided to focus on what you did enjoy.

The excitement of a baby and getting ready for him. The perks of eating all the things you wanted but usually denied yourself, the sex…… you rubbed the oil on your lower belly in a slow circular motion before driving your fingers downward. Down and through the unruly thatch of hair you had grown since you could no longer shave and slightly teased yourself. Your lips felt full and heavy between your fingers as you slowly parted them, already feeling the wet heat already coming off your swollen sex. Pregnancy had been hard and long but this was one of the bright spots. How wet you felt constantly. The aching desire between your legs. A hunger you needed satisfied as the hormones ran wildly through your pregnant body. A slight but deep moan escaped you as you angled your arm around your belly and drove two of your fingers deep within yourself. You caught another glimpse of your reflection and thought “I am a fertility figure. I’m a sex goddess.” You smiled slyly to yourself as your fingers began to work on your soft and puffy walls…… You were so caught up in the moment you didn’t even see me enter the bathroom.

Growing hard at the sight of the mother of my child playing with herself.

Close notes028131

Feeling like a fertility sex Goddess

The baby had dropped. Looking at yourself fully naked in the bathroom mirror , it confirmed what you felt. Your large globe of a belly had dropped down and was now riding low and almost off of your expanded hips. You grabbed the coconut oil and started to apply it to all of the places that ached and itched as your skin became tighter. Over the last 8 months, it seemed like the pregnancy had totally dominated your body. Your once big and perky breasts now felt huge and heavy, resting on your belly whenever you sat down. Your nipples which had once been a delicate light pink had darkened to a deep shade of brown and your areolas had grown large to ready themselves for breast feeding. Somedays the pressure in them truly ached as they grew and filled with milk. Your nipples now hyper sensitive to even the softest of fabrics.

Your thighs had thickened and your ass had grown larger to accommodate the extra girth you were carrying. Your hips, which you once bragged were “perfect breeding hips” were being put to the test as they grew wider and wider to carry the weight of the baby. And your belly. It was almost comically big now, or so you thought, and it started to annoy you the amount of times strangers asked if you were having twins. “No, just one awful big boy” you would always reply with a smile but on the inside you were worried you were too big. The skin of your belly was pulled tight and taut and stretch marks had grown along your underbelly and sides. Looking at yourself now, you felt like some fertility Mother Earth statue brought to life. Big, swollen, heavy, cumbersome, engorged…. all these words and more repeated in your head. For a moment, it felt like tears might well up but you pushed past them and instead decided to focus on what you did enjoy.

The excitement of a baby and getting ready for him. The perks of eating all the things you wanted but usually denied yourself, the sex…… you rubbed the oil on your lower belly in a slow circular motion before driving your fingers downward. Down and through the unruly thatch of hair you had grown since you could no longer shave and slightly teased yourself. Your lips felt full and heavy between your fingers as you slowly parted them, already feeling the wet heat already coming off your swollen sex. Pregnancy had been hard and long but this was one of the bright spots. How wet you felt constantly. The aching desire between your legs. A hunger you needed satisfied as the hormones ran wildly through your pregnant body. A slight but deep moan escaped you as you angled your arm around your belly and drove two of your fingers deep within yourself. You caught another glimpse of your reflection and thought “I am a fertility figure. I’m a sex goddess.” You smiled slyly to yourself as your fingers began to work on your soft and puffy walls…… You were so caught up in the moment you didn’t even see me enter the bathroom.

Growing hard at the sight of the mother of my child playing with herself.

[women-in-love]

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Daddy activities

[pushypuppyboy]

there’s something so sexy to me about not knowing you’re in labor and giving those first, naive, confused pushes. wondering why you’re feeling this urge. the brief moment of bewildered horror as you feel a huge weight shift down inside of you. there being no physical evidence that you’re giving birth yet, but just knowing deep inside your body that a baby is moving downwards, ready to make its inevitable entrance into the world.

[preggowomen]

[finish8000]

The Australian film "Waiting," starring Noni Hazelhurst, who was VERY pregnant for a large part of the filming.

[shockspectrum]

underrated aspect of birth is the fullness. the weight and stretch of the huge baby inside you before you even start crowning. the way it's just so fucking heavy and it's inside you and you can feel it whenever you move. fuckkk

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[littermate-lover]

thinking about the concept of water breaking and how there was so much pressure building up it feels good to have it relieved for a brief moment feel every single detail of your huge baby in your tight birth canal forcing its way down, your body takes over so you can't do anything but push because you need it out of your body and it doesn't matter how much you plead and beg and scream it's up to you to push it out.

[foxphantom]

I don't care if my tits get any bigger during pregnancy but by god do I want them to get fuller, heavier, tighter. I want to feel them fill with milk throughout the day only for my lover to take them in mouth and suck them completely dry so the cycle can begin again. I want my nipples to grow and darken and my shirts to wet with breast milk. I want my boobs to remind me of how well I was bred well after I get the baby out.

[foxphantom]

The gulf between a normal tit and a pregnant tit is wider than the Pacific and if you think it's just about boob size then you're missing all the best parts

[bigpushes]

"Oh, another. Ohhhh."

A ragged breath rips from her throat as she rolls her head forward, grunting softly as her next contraction begins to build. Her legs are spread for you, thighs trembling wildly on either side of the bulge of her cunt. No head is visible yet, but her lips begin to gape and spread as her grunts evolve into a small roar, fluid leaking from her hole as she pushes in earnest.

"Ohhhhh," she groans, half delirious. "Oh, its- OH. It's comingggg." Her nails dig into the flesh of her thigh, face screwed up with effort as she pulls her leg further back. Her cunt bulges obscenely around the emerging head and more fluid leaks from her vagina, coating your fingers in slick as you reach forward to slide the pads of them over her folds. The skin is red, hot to the touch, and she whimpers as she thrusts her hips forward.

"Coming," she repeats, vouce clear with intent. And yes, yes it is. Her labia part as she shrieks with effort, exposing the smallest sliver of wet, dark hair. "I- I'm pushing. I'm pushing! I can't stoppppp."

Despite the bulge of the head in her canal, the crown of which has spread her labia to the point of turning her soft folds bloodless and white (oh, the burn must be delicious, if her cries tell you anything about the sensations she's experiencing), her shaking thighs attempt to snap shut, trapping your hand against her cunt. "Mmmmmphhh!" Her chin hits her chest as she pushes again, grinding her sore and swollen clit against your fingers. "'S it- can you- fuck! Oh, fuck. I need it ouuuuuuut."

The vice grip in her belly releases, the sides of it heaving around the shape of the child as she struggles to catch her breath. "So low," she moans quietly, comtinuing to rock her hips. "God, the stretch-."

And... well, fuck. The stretch. The burn. The teardrop shape playing peekaboo behind her lips. You brush your thumb over her clit, inhaling sharply as she whimpers in a way that let's you know she's preparing to push. "Ohhhh, its gonna come. Its coming. Its-." Her words break off rapidly, and the only sound that escapes her is a wild scream as the head surges forward. She makes an attempt to twist away from you, thighs clamped tightly around your hand as she shrieks and struggles to hold the child in.

"MMMMM, FUCK. BURNINGGGG!"

You press against the bulge of her crown, applying the smallest hint of pressure. With a small hiss, she forces her eyes open and turns to you, panting sharply as the child continues its descent. Her eyes are wild and wet with tears, and you appease her with a gentle smile and a soft kiss as you shift closer to pry her legs back open.

Completely naked, spread, and exposed, she hisses and struggles to no avail. The child sits at half crown; her clit is hard and pulsing against the ridge of its skull, and her labia are shiny with amniotic fluid and what you know to be her own arousal. Maybe you'll have a taste, you muse.

As her belly tightens once more and a groan builds in her throat, you shift your hand just slightly to completely cover her rapidly spreading hole. "Oh, you really can't stop, can you baby?" you croon, experiencing a jolt of arousal as the head surges forward against your hand. "Pushing like that? So... uncontrolled?"

"Get it out," she pleads. "I-holy FUCK, I need it out."

You wait a beat. Feel her push. Feel the head slip further out (nearly to the brow bone that time; you can hear the little noises she makes when it grinds against a sweet spot inside) and feel it retreat. Feel her go limp as she slumps back against the edge of the bed behind her, legs falling open as the bulge has become too prominent to deny.

"Oh, baby girl," you murmur, giving her clit one last gentle stroke to invoke a sleepy smile in return. She must think she's close. Poor thing. The size of the head, as well as the yet unseen shoulders, would disagree. "Is it starting up again?"

"Mhm." Roughly 15 seconds later, she hums again, reaching down to pull her legs back once more. "Mmmmm, here it comes. Oh, its gonna be out soon."

You beg to differ, but you don't dare tell her so.

Another push begins with a ragged scream that rises from the depth of her chest. "ffffFFFFUCK GET IT OUT. I WANT IT OUT."

"Then push," you command. "Be a good girl, and push."

[dageroll]

Why should a pretty girl like you have to work, when you could be nursing a baby at home with another one in your belly?

I know, it’s so unfair! I’m meant to be pregnant and birthing, not working retail. I don’t want to worry about things like money, my only worries should be about how big my baby is getting despite my small hips and tight hole.

[mindless-t0y-deactivated2025121]

Sometimes I get wet just thinking about getting pregnant. Feeling someone’s baby grow inside me. How BIG I’d get. How much people would stare. How the cum I let fill me would now change my life forever. Uhggg.

[bellyvirtues]

"Look, your baby's finally starting to open you up. The head's right there. It's got a lot of hair, the same colour as yours."

"C'mon, you can give me little pushes, right? Just liiittle pushes, like this- ah, ah, ah. Yeah, just like that, there we go."

"Shh, shh... It hurts, I know. But you're screaming a lot already, and you're not even crowning."

"Keep going, small pushes, ease the head out."

"It's coming out so slowly, I know. But you need to be gentle, you'll tear if you're not careful..."

"Look at that, now you're crowning! Reach down and feel how big the head is. You'll need to rest, let your body adjust."

"No, don't push- *stop* pushing, let yourself stretch... Pant like this, huff huff huff... Pant it out..."

"I know, it's so much pressure... you're still going? You need to push that bad, hm?"

"See? There's something to scream about... I said you were going to tear, and you didn't listen to me."

"But look, the head is out... I know, that hurt a lot, didn't it?"

"Listen to me now, keep pushing.. we've got to get those shoulders out."

[pupshome]

I know I'll panic when the belly grows and I can't stop thinking about that I'll have no choice but to give birth if I just let it grow past a certain point. It is so hot and scary.

[heavywithourbabies]

You, struggling to even keep pacing the room you’re so pregnant. Hips hurting. Tits painfully engorged and weeping hot milk. Kettle drum of a belly, so heavily swollen it’s stretch marked and red. The weight of the baby pressing down on your core, the head low and in your pelvis. All the pressure bearing down on your poor swollen vagina…. Which is hot and swampy wet as your body prepares to mercifully birth this burden. So drippy and wet you almost feel like the baby could just drop out, while at the same time it feels like he’ll never come. Your whole being swollen and sore, tender to the slightest touch. Hormones rampant while you go from feeling like a fertility goddess to a beached whale. From beautiful and glowing to fat with child… that’s what I mean when I whisper in your ear how I want to make you a mommy…

[psychoalucard]

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[preggosrloved]