Iganinjaartist

[gutsluttsbelly]

pregnancy roleplay ☺️🤰🏻

pov: you’ve managed to keep your big pregnant wife bred for four years straight.. although baby number four is overdue and your overripe wife can’t seem to stop rubbing and touching her big pregnant belly.. her poor pregnant bump has grown heavy and sensitive but she’s prepared for another year of swelling.. hopefully bigger next time..

[shyluminarycat]

[shyluminarycat]

samanda899❤️

I can easily return home whenever you want. After three of us…in your belly.

[pics-vids]

[preggosrloved]

[mifi3344]

[belliesout4u]

Mother of All Mothers

[painfullydistended]

[baedae5252]

Pregnant Nessalovesyoumore Huge Pregnant Twin Belly !

[rabbitinafoxden]

Rumbles

Meg trudged up to the door of her apartment. It had been a long day of classes, and the feline was ready to wind down for the weekend. She adjusted the shoulder strap of her satchel, fished her key out of her pocket, and opened the door. GRRRRGL. The noise blasted her the moment she opened the door. It was so loud it practically shook the apartment walls. The wet, organic sound could only mean one thing: Her roommate had already eaten dinner. Meg froze, the fur on her tail puffing out slightly. She swallowed hard, then forced herself to step into the apartment, closing the door behind her. Sure enough, Raleigh was reclining on the couch in the small apartment’s living room area. The overhead lights were turned off, but the light from the tv washed over the couch, providing a view of the large canine. Raleigh was always big, both in terms of height and with regards to her… generous figure, but the latter was especially pronounced. She leaned back into the couch, her stomach jutting out in front of her. Her breathing was slightly heavy, and judging by the way she was licking her fingers, she must have just finished eating. On the side table, Meg counted no less than five pizza boxes. When Meg entered the room, Raleigh turned her attention from her movie. She gave Meg a little wave, her other hand resting on her gut. “Hi,” she said, her tone friendly, but slightly weak. “I think I… urp… I overdid it.” Rrrmble. Meg found herself staring at that gut. It was large, but not large enough to make it look out of place on the canine’s frame. It moved slightly with each breath Raleigh took, and she swore she could see it shake when a particularly loud gurgle emanated from it. She couldn’t… she couldn’t quite tell if… “Meg?” Raleigh tilted her head to one side when her roommate didn’t answer. Meg snapped back to the present moment. She knew what she should do: she should ignore all of this. Give her roommate a perfunctory, polite response and head to the bedroom, put on her headphones, and lose herself watching videos on the internet or playing a game. Instead, she found herself walking toward the couch. “Sorry! Yeah, I think you did,” Meg said, her tone playful. She looked at the pile of empty pizza boxes. “Did you happen to save any for me?” “Er, no.” Raleigh’s ears drooped slightly. “I’m sorry! I really meant to!” “It’s fine,” Meg responded with a smile. “I know how you get around food.” She hesitated again. She could easily excuse herself now to go have a snack. But then Raleigh’s stomach let out a soft gurgle again, and for a moment, Meg thought she saw it move. Had it been a trick of the light? Or something else? She had to know. She had to get a closer look. “Mind if I sit with you for a bit?” Raleigh perked up, and Meg could hear her tail thump against the couch. “Sure! The movie’s half-over, though. Want me to restart it?” Meg glanced at the TV. “Nah, I’ve seen it before. I don’t mind.” She walked over and plopped onto the couch next to Raleigh. Her eyes weren’t looking at the TV. They were looking at the canine’s stomach. She had to find out if there was a person in there. It wasn’t like Meg didn’t already know that her roommate was a pred. Raleigh had never been particularly secretive about it, though she was always reasonably discreet. Which made sense! That was the polite thing to do! Preds who bragged about their prey all the time were the worst. The problem was, Raleigh’s figure and eating habits sometimes made it difficult to tell if there had even been a prey. The canine had clearly eaten a lot. Her stomach strained against her t-shirt, and it was making a lot of noise. But even getting this close, Meg still couldn’t tell. Was that little bit of movement just her stomach settling? Or was there someone buried beneath all that pizza? It would have to be someone significantly smaller than Meg, but a rabbit or mouse might not have the strength to actually make their presence known. How could she still not be sure, even this close? “So you, uh… give the delivery guy a good tip?” Meg asked. “Huh? Oh, pfft. Yeah. I gave him a heck of a tip.” Raleigh responded. “Sorry again for not saving any for you.” Damn it. Too ambiguous an answer to draw a firm conclusion. Meg shook her head. “Nah, you’re good, it’s not like it’s your job to feed me. I just hope it was… filling enough?” Raleigh brought her hand to her mouth to stifle a small belch. “Yeah, it definitely was!” Still inconclusive! She did eat five pizzas, after all – that would certainly be a filling meal for most people. Meg was still unsure of the canine had supplemented that meal. She had to take more drastic measures. Meg yawned and stretched, making a show of it. She waited a few more minutes as the movie droned on. Then she closed her eyes, pretending to fall asleep, and “fell” over, so her head was resting on the side of the canine’s stomach. Raleigh didn’t seem to notice, or at least she didn’t mind. Her focus stayed on her movie. Gllllnk. Meg felt the sound as much as she heard it, and she had to suppress a shiver running down her spine. She had definitely felt something shift. But she still wasn’t certain it was actually something moving consciously, or just the contents of the canine’s overfull stomach settling. It could be either one. Grrrmmnngle. There, was that a voice? For a moment, Meg thought she had caught the sound of a whimper. Higher-pitched, probably female. The pizza delivery person? Or maybe she had been in there longer than that. A classmate? A random girl that Raleigh ran into on the street on her way home? Then Meg heard the sound of another whimper, and this one definitely didn’t come from the canine’s gut. She glanced up. Raleigh looked uncomfortable. Her mouth was hanging open, and she was panting softly. Her stomach rumbled again, and she gave it a rub with her hand on the opposite side from where Meg was leaning. She had clearly overeaten, and it looked like she was paying the price with a stomachache. The canine’s stomach was loud. Whatever Meg had heard was layered underneath a cacophony of gurgles and rumbles. It could easily have come from Raleigh herself, or Meg might have just imagined it. And Meg couldn’t help but imagine it. A little mouse, buried under all that pizza, trying desperately to escape. Kicking against walls so thick and strong that they just absorbed the impact without moving in the slightest. Crying out, only for those cries to be drowned out by the noisy, active gut. There was only one way to investigate further than this; one way to be sure. Even though Meg knew from experience what would happen. Even though she knew that it likely meant getting a belch or two in the face, and that she would probably, once again, find herself falling asleep tucked next to her roommate in her bed, rather than her own, with a hand resting on the rumbling, noisy gut. But she had to know. Which meant she had to get… hands-on. “Hey, Raleigh,” she said, still looking up at the canine from where she was leaning against her side. Raleigh glanced down to meet her gaze. “Oh, you’re awake?” “Yeah.” Meg felt her cheeks flush as she tried to keep her tone as casual as possible. “Um, your tummy sounds pretty upset. Would you… like me to rub your belly?” Raleigh’s expression softened, looking down at Meg with a look of gratitude. “Really? You don’t have to do that for me!” “Yeah, of course I will! What are friends for?” Raleigh wrapped an arm around Meg’s shoulder, giving her a friendly squeeze. “The movie’s almost over. Then we can go back to the bedroom.” “Y-yeah. Sounds perfect.” Meg nestled into Raleigh’s side, the canine’s arm still around her. Her focus was still on Raleigh’s gut. In a few minutes, she would be able to really dig her hands into that massive, soft orb, and then she would be able to tell what, if anything, was in there. Right?

[mewvore]

had an absolute monsterous amount of meat fillin up my belly

[starkpassenger]

I Made An Animation Based On @mewvore’s Catgirl OC Swallowing A Massive Hot Dog

[littlebitboredxx]

the greatest thing you will ever do is be an incubator for a man’s child 🥰

[sg9193]

Had to repost this again as it’s one of my favorites. The squirming as she’s making the video is so hot.

[pregnancyforlife]

[belliesout4u]

Heavy Belly Shake

[rabbitinafoxden]

Respecting Nature

A commission for FunnelVortex, starring his character Freia, of his own custom species of Arpines! There’s a story with this one too, linked below: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1jVz1dWRu6QRA3O3H545oHiMgj4oah8_cHLn2vkM237M/edit?usp=sharing

[gastrophilia]

clears throat. model: anaconda, huh? other character is my oc and goes by he/him, thanks xoxo

[bigpregnat-deactivated20250629]

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