JunoCapitolina

23/F/Perpetual Surrogate

[housecow]

breeding kink is here in full force. you can’t tell me i wouldn’t look fucking amazing carrying twins, swollen belly pushing my heavy tits apart and sticking out far in front of me, obvious in whatever i wear 😳

[carolinequinnx]

“He’s not working 10hr days so he can come home to a fat wife”

You’re right. He’s working 10hr days so he can come home to an even fatter wife, I must get back to eating

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Extremely big girl tries to get her old jeans on

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Huge cheerleader

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I'm just so huge

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Huge preggo

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Heavy belly

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Blonde girl big belly

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How can a 19 year old deal with such a huge pregnant belly?

[chubbychiquita]

But what if…

Even FATTER arms

YES, one of my fav fantasies is getting so wide that my arms resting position is practically a t pose. bingo wings and side boob so lardy that i can't even reach to put food in my mouth anymore 😵‍💫 idk if it's even humanly possible, but i'd sure like to try

[gutsluttsbelly]

I know I’m not the only one who’s thought about this but your gut is already huge from the stuffings but imagine stuffings on-top of being pregnant?

Oooof, imagine your belly twice the size that it normally is as you carry twins and the pregnancy cravings too?

Ugh … please tell me I’m not the only one who’s thinking about this. 😵‍💫

jesus christ please watch your mouth around me rn 😭 i’m too feral to be reading this. i want to be pregnant SO BADDD.

i’m at the point in my life where i’m totally comfortable and welcome getting pregnant and having kids it’s just about making sure i know WHO i’d be doing that with cuz im not about to fuck up my kids with an evil daddy 💀

i also want to make sure i’m at the point in life where i can financially support having children because i do not need more financial stress in my lifeeee 🤕

[junocapitolina-blog]

In Jackie’s family, all the women have a condition called Immaculate Conception Syndrome: on their 18th birthday, they immediately become pregnant.

The morning of her 18th birthday, Jackie woke up to a massively swollen belly, looking full-term with twins. She immediately knew that she was carrying far more than twins, but she had to go to school - no time to see the doctor until after! Throwing on her biggest uniform and seeing that it barely covered her body, she waddled to her car and went to school.

Once in school, whispers spread like wildfire of Jackie’s state - while her friends knew of her family’s genetic history with this condition and were ready for it, many others were shocked. She navigated most of her classes without issue, except for the fact that, as she moved, her too-small uniform started to tear. Fearful of bursting right out of her uniform, Jackie moved slowly and gingerly, though her swelling body jiggled and swayed all over as she waddled from class to class.

It was in Chemistry where all hell broke loose - as she listened to the lecture, Jackie felt an intense pressure all over her body. Looking down, she gasped as she saw and felt her body rapidly swelling bigger and bigger: her breasts swelled right out of her top, and her belly surged forward, resting against the classroom floor. She moaned in ecstasy as waves of pleasure spread through her swelling body, overcome with the sensation of her babies growing inside her and her breasts filling with milk. Her classmates sat there, mouths agape - Jackie was swelling up like a balloon right in front of them!

Bigger and bigger, Jackie swelled, until her belly was almost as wide as she was tall. And she still had half a school day left: how big was she going to get before the final bell rang?

[junocapitolina-blog]

Amelia dreamed of being a mother ever since she was a kid, and she finally had a chance to have her dreams come true when she got knocked up a few days after she turned eighteen. While she knew that girls in her family were known to having multiples, she got a shock of a lifetime when she learned that she was carrying 15 babies! After the immediate shock wore off, she quickly embraced her hyperfertility, flaunting her rapidly swelling body everywhere she went.

By the summer, she was HUGE. At seven months pregnant, her entire body had swelled up like a massive balloon: weighing almost 450 pounds, Amelia found it difficult to carry her own weight, especially since so much of it rested in her colossal belly and heavy breasts. In the summer, her family pool was a godsend, allowing her to feel almost weightless.

However, floating in that pool, admiring her impossibly pregnant body, made her want more. She wanted to be bigger. She wanted to be filled with even more babies. And she wants YOU to fill her up and make her bigger and bigger.

[lilcowzia]

u have to be careful abt nutting to me bc i get bigger every time

[junocapitolina-blog]

My ultimate fantasy: feeling my entire body swell up bigger and bigger every time my hubby came for me…

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Layla signed up for an experimental birth control treatment - and it wound up failing spectacularly. After a one night stand with a guy at a party, she found her belly starting to swell only a few days later. By the end of the month, she was so big that she looked overdue with quintuplets.

One morning, she woke up to the sensation of her skin stretching. Opening her eyes, she saw her entire body swelling up rapidly as the many, many babies inside her go through a growth spurt…and she can’t help, despite her shock, feeling more and more aroused the bigger her belly grew…

[blue-ribbon-lambchops]

I need someone to push a funnel into my mouth and hush me when I try to protest or speak around it. I need them to rub the top of my head as I begin to squirm against the chair and restraints after the first mouthful of shake enters my mouth and I'm forced to swallow. I need them to coo and tell me how good I'm doing as I stare up at them, cheeks puffed from the concoction I'm trying not to send to my belly. I need them to praise and fuss over me as I feel my belly start to harden as the density of the sludge in my stomach begins to grow uncomfortable. Petting the curve of my belly as it begins to bulge against the restraints.

I need them to kiss my forehead and tell me how good it looks as it expands across my lap, each swallow now of desperation as I feel the pressure in my gut build. I need them to tut and tsk as the threads of my shorts begin to strain and pop as my thighs fatten, spreading across the chair and eventually hanging off the sides as the wood begins to creak. I need them to play with the developing rolls that make themselves seen as my gut swells to my knees, looking like I've swallowed a beach ball, then an exercise ball, then a bean bag, and further still.

After the chair has long since shattered underneath me, leaving me sitting in a mess of wood and my own fat, I need them to tell me how pretty I look now. But how I would look prettier with at least a hundred pounds more.