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One of the hottest things I’ve learned from reading about real life high-order pregnancies (triplets or more), is that at a certain point the babies get so big you can feel them low in your pelvis constantly, to the point where you can’t even close your legs.
Now imagine this in a HyperPreg scenario. You’re pregnant with very large, very active septuplets. At about the six month mark you start feeling the fullness and pressure in your canal, the weight of all the huge babies you’re carrying is pushing down on your pelvic floor so that it feels like there’s a head right there. You’re already waddling for balance, but now you have to spread your legs even farther so that you don’t feel like you’re about to start actively crowning.
The months go on. You get bigger, the babies explode in size, they sink lower and lower until on top of everything else you have the constant feeling of being on the verge of birthing. It’s like if you gave one big push they’d start tumbling out of you.
And when they move, you feel it. All that squirming pressure against your G spot, your canal shortened and narrowed until you could barely fit a knuckle inside without hitting your cervix (not that you can reach). You’ve been on bedrest for months, thighs permanently splayed open, your massive belly roiling with kicks, and now you’re being assaulted by unpredictable, uncontrollable orgasms from the stimulation to your sex.
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"Just admiring our daughter Kasey's growth.... 😈 She's getting so big she's liable to break her treadmill soon. We'll be good sports and buy her a bigger one for heavier girls, then treat her to a nice buffet. We genuinely didn't know so many parents were into doing this to their daughters. Very relieved that so many had daughters that were trans like Kasey!
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Took part of this from an article about adoptive trans moms - added a bit.
“craving to become pregnant … I want the morning sickness, the backaches, the feet swelling. I want to feel the baby move. I want to give birth, to breastfeed. That is something I’ve wanted for as long as I can remember.”
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Took part of this from an article about adoptive trans moms - added a bit.
"craving to become pregnant ... I want the morning sickness, the backaches, the feet swelling. I want to feel the baby move. I want to give birth, to breastfeed. That is something I’ve wanted for as long as I can remember."
Oh, it’s so embarrassing to be me, right now. I’ve been feminized against my will by my older landlord. I think he’s been playing hypnotic sounds while I sleep. I wake up every morning, and get super cute without even thinking about it. A little more than two years ago, my landlord caught me in my girlfriend’s clothes, and blackmailed me into taking hormones or he would tell my girl. It doesn’t matter now, because she left me when my penis stopped working and my tits grew. Without her, I couldn’t make rent, so my landlord suggested that he could let me stay if we started dating. He controlled what I wore, how I styled and presented myself, and forced me to get gender confirmation surgeries. Now, I’m his soft and curvy slut girlfriend, with a real working vagina. Somehow, he has conditioned my brain and body so that my pussy gets wet in the middle of our dates. Today, we were at a restaurant when I felt my panties getting soaked because he was making me feel his arm muscles through his shirt. I excused myself to the bathroom to ask a woman in there for a pad. When I approached the ladies room, I saw my ex girlfriend go in before me. The thought of her recognizing me as I asked if she had an extra maxi pad made me feel so weak and girly, but even more aroused, as the heat from my burning cheeks matched the heat from between my legs.
Daddy spent a fortune on the uterus implantation procedure. Losing your male genitalia was a giant adjustment. Gaining breasts and curves, and a vagina, were huge additions that altered your mind and identity. Gaining the ability to get pregnant was a seismic shift that changed the entire world around you. Daddy became an insatiable lover, driven by the biological urge to breed you. You loved how dominant he became, fucking you without mercy. You became so feminine and submissive from the multiple daily breeding sessions. When your body began to grow his baby, you felt grounded in your womanhood and ejected into outer space all at once. Daddy was so proud and happy that you were pregnant. He paid for a glamorous maternity photo shoot that showcased your beautiful body as you grew into your motherly role. Then he sent the pictures to everyone who ever knew you as a boy, so they could see how much it suited you to be a mommy.
This is why you need a handler, sweetie. You get too excited and try to fuck the machine like a little whore who can only think with her teats. That's okay though, isn't it? We love your enthusiasm. It's so cute to see you get yourself all worked up while you're fulfilling your purpose but you need to stay still for the time being.
All this dancing around gets in the way of pumping all your milk. We can move you to the breeding stocks afterwards so you can work off this energy. And you can listen to some hypno in the meantime. Aren't we good to you?
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