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the beauty of being knocked up is unparalleled. the belly, in all stages of pregnancy, especially.

the small swell of the stomach in first trimester, almost shy in its roundness. but you'd feel so big, so weighed down, already — unprepared for how big you'll become.

the rapid growth throughout the second semester, pushing how much your body can change; surely, this is the limit to your bump!

then the third trimester hits, and before you know it, you're due, left with a hefty and burgeoning mound of a belly, marked with stretch marks and the linea negra. forced to be deliberate in how you sit, move, walk. (or is waddle the right word?) your tits, full and weepy, begging to be milked.

and how wonderfully pampered you'd be, too. from your tits, belly, anything, being massaged, to getting bred at your every beck and call because you're too gravid to fuck yourself on fingers anymore. i'd be yours to use, always.

pregnantbellyhub

37 weeks with twins and singleton

being-heavily-pregnant

Get pregnant, again, again and again, for the rest of my life

properplace

Professional babymaker

katieo1022

Reddit - The heart of the internet

werewolf-girl-knots

sorry i got hard when your shirt rode up a little and showed off your tummy. its cause i wanted to get you pregnant

clashdojobellies

pregnantgardensblog

stretch marks are in fashion 🫠🫠

bigbellyglover93

pleasure-victim

I want to be massively, irresponsibly pregnant

d0mestic-bliss

You’d take such good care of me when I’m pregnant, wouldn’t you?

Bred me so nice and full that now you just have to tend to my every need. “Such a good mama”, you’d say. “You look so perfect growing my baby. Gonna give you everything you deserve.”

Carrying all the heavy stuff, bringing the car around for me wherever we go so I never have to walk too far, drawing baths for me, rubbing cocoa butter on my taut skin and deepening stretch marks.

Coming into the dressing room with me at the mall, helping me hook the swimsuit top I’m trying on to bring to our babymoon. I’d be complaining about how much bigger my breasts are, how they’re so sore and starting to get heavy with milk. You’d cup them in your hands and lift them juuuust a bit, kissing my back of my neck as you shift the weight of them in your hands. “Can’t even be mad that you did this to me”, I’d smirk. “Would let you keep me like this forever if you wanted.”

And you’d be especially doting during the colder months.

We’d be in the living room getting ready to shop for our registry. You’d kneel down in front of me to close up my coat, trying to gently tug the sides over my swollen tummy. You’d press your hand to it and softly press, trying to create room so that you can slide the zipper up. “Sorry about that, peanut”, you’d say to our baby in my belly. “Don’t mean to squish ya. Need to make sure you and mommy are nice and warm.”

And the way you’d worship my body now that it’s fuller would make me want you even more. You’d kiss me everywhere, starting at my ankles, up to my calves, inside my thighs, then stopping at my bump.

“Y’know”, you’d breathe, “I didn’t think it was possible to love you any more than I already did. Now that my baby’s inside you you’re proving that theory wrong every damn day.”

I’d hum softly at you, feeling a wetness starting to pool between my legs with each word you spoke.

“Like what you see or something?”

“Love what I see. ‘S why I take so many pictures of you and that gorgeous belly. Such a natural look for you, princess. Gonna give you so many more babies since you look so happy carrying them.”

Yeah, you’d give me the universe.

pudgyraven-deactivated20250822

Sorry, got distracted by thinking about you breathing laboriously as your very pregnant stomach rises and falls with each breath.

tankertrashworld

The thing I want most right now is to be able to lean in and whisper into her ear that she will look so hot with that huge baby bump I'm gonna give her. Knowing that she is as intoxicated by that idea as I am.

softroundbunny

squeezing into your shirts when i’m further along into my pregnancy. your shirts were already pretty snug on me pre-baby bump. the material would cup my breasts and wrap around my belly just a bit but otherwise, it would fall loosely around the tops of my thighs.

now, after letting you breed me, your silly band t-shirt is practically warped around my round baby bump. it hardly covers my thighs let alone my panties, but you love it that way.

the very night you first lend me your shirt you already knew you wanted to see it stretched out by your baby :3