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[countreinertorheit]

[gabidy-g]

"Welcome home, Honey!" she said, getting down and putting her hair up. Something had happened last night... you weren't sure what. The two of you had been drinking, talking about sexy stuff, then a shooting star shot past the window and you both made wishes. You immediately told her your wish was to have a nice evening, which she said you hadn't needed to wish for that to happen. You had asked her what she wished for, and she didn't say. Something about the magic of wishes and all that.

"Now, tell me all about your day at work!" she said, rubbing her hands over your much larger bulge. It was weird, it was a lot bigger than you remember, but all your clothes fit fine, even accommodating for when you were getting hard... which had been often. You started telling her about work with surprising ease. It was things you would normally hide or feel ashamed of, but you knew she wanted to hear it. How Lacey in accounts receiving sucked you off in the break room, and her breasts had swollen bigger than her head. About Janelle in engineering had fucked you in a broom closet, only for her to be unable to fit back into most of her clothes, then told you she was ovulating. How Claire from HR had titfucked you until her tits covered her desk.

It all felt normal, natural. You looked down and moaned as you came into your wife's eager mouth, feeling her mouth move around your shaft as she gulped and gulped to keep up with your orgasm, you felt her tits start to press against your leg.

You got an inkling as to what she might have wished for ...

[growth-opportunities]

Hey umm.. so my bf was went absolutely feral on me last night and I felt so good! But today I woke up and… there was a bump in my stomach.. like a baby bump! I.. I don’t know what happened! I’m a boy!.. boys can’t get pregnant.. can they? I’m so confused! And.. m-my chest feels all tender? I don’t understand what’s happening!

Easy there, big boy. Take a deep breath. It's going to be okay.

I have good news and I have bad news.

The good news is that you're not pregnant. It would take a lot more than one night for him to knock you up, regardless of how feral he might have been. That little bump of yours isn't a baby. He's just pumped you so full of cum that you've bloated out a little bit! Maybe more than a little bit, but I promise you that your round belly is just filled up like a condom, pumped full of your boyfriends thick, hot cum. Over the next few days, the cum that's inside you will either leak out or get absorbed, one way or another, so you really have nothing to worry about. You're a very good boifriend, but you're not pregnant.

The bad news is that your body doesn't know that. After being bred so ferociously, so desperately, so thoroughly, even though you're not actually pregnant, your body is acting like it is. Over the next few weeks, your body is going to start warping and changing as it prepares you for a motherhood that isn't coming. Cravings are going to hit hard and your whole body will get softer and chubbier. It's convinced it needs to retain every spare calorie it can. You'll start to feel a dull ache in your hips, too, as your pelvis stretches and widens, extening past your shoulders.

That tenderness in your chest? That's your boobs starting to come in and, before long, they'll start making milk, too. Within days, your chest will swell and engorge and turn from pecs into tits, getting heavier and fuller and starting to hang. They'll rest more and more on your round belly, sloping gently off to the sides. Your nipples will darken and start to leak tiny, white rivulets that run over your curves.

You won't be locked in for a full nine months; your body will figure out that it's not actually pregnant sooner rather than later. However, you're going to be left with some fun "souvenirs", in the form of giving you the perfect body for motherhood. Just relax and try to have some fun with it. I'm sure your boyfriend will love it!

[belover]

It's becoming more and more common, girls growing bigger and bigger to unseen sizes 20 years ago. Almost like their hormonal surge extends and kicks into a higher gear as they go to their 20s and beyond. Something in the food, water or maybe even air might be responsible for this, as it only just started and will produce a ton more girls growing to insane sizes! (Trenity is the amazing model here, what a few years can do to a girl!)

[growth-opportunities]

"Ta-dah! What do you think? Pretty fucking huge, right? And waaaaay better than my old, tiny titties. They're super sensitive, too! I'm not even sure what bra size I am now, because every time I try to measure them, the tape measure brushes over my nipples and I wind up having to stop everything to grope myself and play with these gigantic, sloshy udders. Look at the way they're bulging out of this little, pathetic top and, God, look at all this fucking cleavage! I could probably fit your entire head between these things!

"Tch, look at you, trying to be all respectful and stuff. 'Looking respectfully' my ass. What if I told you that I didn't want you to look respectfully? What if I told you that I didn't just happen to grow big tits, but I actually did it on purpose? What if I saw your social media feeds and I knew that you're a titsexual and so I made my tits grow and grow and fucking grow just for you? They're soooo big, aren't they? So hot, so heavy, so full and jiggly. Just wait until you see them bounce! I grew them just for you. I grew all this massive, wobbling pornmeat just for you. I want you to look, disrespectfully and lustfully. I want you to give in to all of your titsexual gooner desires. I want you to touch yourself while you think about these super stuffed up megamilkers. I want you to lose your fucking mind to the point where all you can think about are my fabric-stretching, bra-busting sex mounds! I want you to forget everything until your whole life is just worshipping these super duper ultra hyper God damn mother fucking tits!! If you do that for me, I promise, I'll keep growing for you. Maybe, if you're really good for me, I'll even let you touch them. Once they've gotten a little bigger, of course."

[redrola]

[getmefullo]

The camp leaders’ rooms were more spacious than the bunks the campers had. Sure, part of camp is about hanging out with the other girls, but I discovered pretty quickly than hanging out in Lewis’ cabin was heaps more fun.

while the other girls were out riding horses, I was riding his cock, moaning with pleasure. When they were out learning to tie knots, he had my hands tied to the bed head and my ankles over his shoulders.

Camp only went for two and a half months, but that was enough time for my hips and tits to outgrow most of my clothing. He thought it was so funny to see my struggle with my jeans.

His favourite was the morning swims, where every morning, the whole camp got to see how my belly was rounding out, and how heavy my tits were becoming. I was no longer a perky 19 year old, my body was starting to become gravid.

[dirkcondorwrites]

Smart breeders know that you want to avoid knocking up all of your girlfriends at once. In theory it sounds amazing to have three massively pregnant girls in your house all at the same time, and it is--right up until they all deliver at more or less the same time. Then you've got three exhausted new moms, none of whom you can fuck for at least six weeks, and of course three newborns to deal with.

By staggering your impregnations, you can ensure that always have at least one hormonally charged, full-bellied fertility goddess available to play with at any time, any since their offspring are still growing safely in their bellies, they can help take some of the workload off of your post-partum girlfriend.

Plus, there's also something very primally satisfying about comparing the differences in the bodies of your various lovers as they all joyfully carry your seed at various stages. From the tiniest changes all the way to their fullest and most gravid, them being pregnant with your children makes them perfect in your eyes.

Do you like the way I write? If so, check out my collection of pregnancy transformation novels and novellas on Amazon and Smashwords!

[growth-opportunities]

i just wanna be lying back, playing with my tits, when all of a sudden they get so big i cant sit up. oh well, guess all i can really do is keep playing with them!

If you thought keeping your hands off your tits was difficult before, just wait until they start growing! Kneading them, groping them, letting your fingers sink into every new inch of soft flesh. The weight on your chest gets heavier and heavier, but you can't stop. You can feel them pushing outward against your hands, your fingers spreading apart as more and more tit billows out underneath them. The bigger they get, the more sensitive they become, too. Just pinching your nipple between the sides of your fingers sends a jolt of pleasure through your entire body, forcing your hips to buck against the air. God, growing feels so fucking good! Under their own weight, they start to spread out. Your torso begins to disappear behind them. Every movement you make sends ripples through them, wobbling and clapping together. The line of your cleavage becomes a canyon, warm and dark and deep. When you gather enough self control to look down instead of letting your eyes roll into the back of your head, you gasp. Nestled between your arms, your tits rise like mountains above you, each one at least twice as big as your head, if not more! You can't even see your own nipple where it crests at the top of your breast, your easily outsizing your own palm. Fuck, this is getting out of hand. You have to take stock of the situation. You have to...

You have to...

Uh oh.

As you try to sit up, all you manage is lifting your shoulders a few inches before you come crashing down, the impact making your breasts wobble on top of you. You try again, marshaling your strength, but the increased weight of your growing tits cancels out whatever extra effort you put in. For a moment, you panic. You can't get out from under your own tits. You're trapped. They won't stop growing. They won't stop growing. They won't-

Your arms slide underneath the mountains of tit rising above your chest and push them towards you. They slosh upwards and, in a moment, your face is buried under their softness. The moan that rips out of you is inhuman and almost entirely muffled by the sheer mass covering your face. Your hands frantically try to touch every inch of your gigantic breasts, but all effort is in vain. They're growing too fast to keep up with, getting bigger, getting rounder, getting heavier. Beneath all that tit, a lustful smile settles on your lips. If you can't stop it, you might as well enjoy it~

[growth-opportunities]

"Sooooo.... You gonna milk me, or what? Come on, after staring at my udders all afternoon, you pick now to act shy? It's okay! I wouldn't wear this top with these boobs if I didn't want you to look. Plus, you had to have noticed that I'm not wearing a bra, either; these big fucking things have been bouncing and swinging and squishing and jiggling all over the place! I'm sure there's something else you noticed, right? Something swell? Something expansive? No? You're gonna... Okay. Think back to how I looked when I first got here, when snuck that first look at my boobs. Now compare that to how I look now, stretching and spilling out of this top. Notice anything different? ...There we go! This whole date, I've been filling up with milk, my boobs getting bigger and fuller and sloshier by the second. Honestly, it's kind of a miracle that I haven't started leaking though this top. I feel so full! I did it on purpose, you know. I figured, if the date went well, and I thought you were cool, you could help me. Help drain the milk from these big, juicy tits. If not, I'd go home and just milk myself. But you passed my little test and, hun, I need you. Don't be shy now. I know you've been wanting to do this since you first saw me. So go ahead. Grab my udders. Squeeze them. Suck on them. Tug on my nipples. Whatever you want, just don't stop until you've squeezed out every last drop. I might make some unusual noises but that's, mmf, j-just encouragement to keep g-going. Fuck, I'm really starting to f-feel it. It's now or never. Milk me like the fucking cow I am!"

[growth-opportunities]

The plates clattered together as Ellen added a fourth one to the stack, only a little bit of grease left glistening on it. Demurely dabbing her napkin around her lips didn't have quite the same impact when followed by a loud belch that surprised even her. She hoped it would get the waiter's attention. She was already thinking about what to order next, trying to decide between the beef lettuce cups or the chicken skewers. The answer, so painfully obvious, made her chuckle to herself: why choose? Just get both!

As the four meals settled in her stomach, Ellen's clothes started to feel a little tight. She squirmed in her seat trying to get comfortable, but all that did was make the buttons on her top strain even further. She'd have to let one of them loose. She didn't need more room over her belly, though. Instead, the most relief came from undoing one of the buttons over her bust. Immediately, the pressure of her chest pushed her shirt open with enough force for her breasts to wobble as they recoiled. Her bra was starting to show, but it hardly mattered. They could barely contain her swollen bust anymore; the cups overflowed with soft flesh. Each deep breath she took in, trying to work through the fullness in her stomach, pushed her chest forward, but they didn't go all the way back after each exhale. Minute by minute, fueled by the feast that she shoveled into her mouth, her breasts were growing. She didn't know how it had started, only that she didn't want to end.

The ravenous grin that she gave the waiter when he finally came by to clear the plates made him hot under the collar. It only widened as she caught him glancing at her swollen tits and her deepening cleavage. As she spoke, she reached up and undid yet another button, exposing more of her breasts and demonstrating just how much they had grown since she sat down. As politely as she could, she ordered her next two plates. He stammered out his confirmation, blushing deeply, before losing his words altogether. The sight of her leaning forward, pressing her tits against the table was too much. She assured him that, if he kept the food coming at a good pace, he would really enjoy the tip she had in mind for him.

[gutsluttsbelly]

holy shit.. my tummy is gonna burst i’m so bloated.. fuck it’s so filled fuck 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 i can’t stop wobbling if it’s so fucking heavy and solid now 🥴 waking up a big round piggy all bloated and huge because of last night’s stuffing or chug is absolutely intoxicating.. fuck i need an extra hand with my belly at this point..

[fuu-mp4]

[housecow]

lord i wish i could wear swimsuit tops all the time. like they’re so comfy compared to actual bras and they look GOOD but NO!! and yes i cleaned my mirror after this haha

[growth-crazy-girl]

"You ladies didn't mention how this milk bath affects men," you said, adjusting in your seat, "But I think I'm starting to get the picture 😏"

*SWWWEEEELLLLLL*

Beneath the surface, your package was rapidly swelling outward, filling the space between your legs! You were only just starting to get hard yet you were already bigger than any dick you'd seen in porn, and your balls were certainly keeping pace 🥵

"There's another thing we didn't mention," I teased you, my own breasts swelling ever-larger along with my Sisters, "The Holy Milk's magic seems to affect men MUCH faster 😜"

"Oh fuck...." you murmured, out of both pleasure and surprise at the realization

Your balls had already grown large enough to slide off the bench lining the perimeter of the pool, but they had grown so fast that now you felt them touch the bottom of the pool and continue to swell around your feet! And now that you were getting properly erect, your monstrous dick began to surface, a single enormous vein visible right down the center of it's 2 feet of length!

"Shall we?" I said to no one in particular, as the three of us began sliding and grinding our gargantuanly buoyant breasts all over your steadily increasing length 😍😈

Art by Master-Erasis 💖

[pregnantbeautyeveryday]

[getmefullo]

First he stopped using condoms. I don’t think we discussed it, he just started to fuck me raw. Then he suggested we go rhythm method: I’d track my cycles and we’d avoid my most fertile windows.

That was the mistake. Because each month he’d fuck me further and further into the window. His cock was so fucking addictive. Even now I get wet at the thought of him ploughing me.

[birthingbellybrunette-deactivat]

Want a size reference on just how big I am? I’m 5’6. He’s 6’4 and weighs 285. And yet here he is being pinned down by a big, round, hyper pregnant belly bump. It hurts waddling around with this big ole swollen belly bulge every day tbh. But I could always grow this belly bigger in my opinion.

[breedbreedbreed2]

Portal pussy scenarios I feel always focus on sex from afar, which is good, but imaging the alternative.

The sub being given the fleshlight that leads to their own pussy, and being instructed to jerk the dom off with it. Having the kneel in front of them, pushing the "toy" down onto their cock, while feeling themselves be penetrated for every inch they bring the sleeve down.

At some point they would stop stroking, just wanting to swing their hips, so needy. But that wouldn't do anything. The only way they could continue getting off would be to continue the vaginal handjob they were giving their master.

This would even allow for never before possible possitions, like when the dom is about to cum they have the sub start sucking the balls, to make sure the biggest and creamiest load can be shot into their cunt.

And at the end you get the fun game where the sub has to decide who gets to hold onto the fleshlight. If it's left with the dom they will have no control over when or how they are used, but maybe that's what they want.

[blondiee188]

Everything is getting so tiny on me…. I promise I haven’t been eating THAT much…. I’ve only been going to McDonald’s twice a day…. Chick-fil-A once…. 2 boxes of ice cream bars a night….ok so maybe a bit more than I realized but I SWEAR I still eat a salad once a week 😅