In this house, we appreciate and respect anyone's choice to get pregnant, not get pregnant, or stop being pregnant at any time. Btw. In case that wasn't clear.

blake kathryn
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Jules of Nature
Peter Solarz

if i look back, i am lost
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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titsay
One Nice Bug Per Day
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Acquired Stardust

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Keni
occasionally subtle
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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In this house, we appreciate and respect anyone's choice to get pregnant, not get pregnant, or stop being pregnant at any time. Btw. In case that wasn't clear.
Unnamed guy pushing out his monster lover’s offspring 💜
Uncropped version in the reblogs 👀
Graphic birth under the cut
Poor guy hasn’t even gotten to the hard part yet 😌
I need to draw him at full term because this is his belly halfway to crowning and clenched tight by pushing… relaxed and carrying his whole baby before his water broke, he would have been massive. 🥰 I should draw his monster bulging out his belly with its massive cock as it knocks him up, too 🥰🥰
And here’s a closeup of his pussy because I worked way too hard on it. 💜 Ofc looking at it now I’m like damn I should have drawn his perineum more stretched but oh well
Thank you @pumpkinbirth for finding this one for me!!
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quarterly reminder that if i reblog something ai-generated it is 110% and always an accident and for the love of god please tell me so i can delete it from my blog
How to spoon:
Dick hard on the butt
Titty in my hand
Kiss ya neck
Hell yeah
What
HOW TO SPOON
DICK HARD ON THE BUTT
TITTY IN MY HAND
KISS YA NECK
H E L L Y E A H
mermaids for mermay? 👉👈 🧜♀️
Your wish is my command! In which a mermaid helps you through laying her eggs.
You felt so full, so fucking stretched. You hardly dared to breathe, but the mermaid held you tightly against her on the lakebank. She was a firm presence behind you, brushing your hair, petting and caressing.
You swallowed nervously. None of this made any sense, but you knew what was coming. Every clench of your sore, throbbing cunt pushed the first egg out just a little more.
The mermaid tapped your thigh, encouraging you to spread your legs wider. You shivered against her cool scales, webbed fingers trailing along your thigh. She nuzzled into your hair, her other hand trailing down to your stomach, where she began kneading and pressing.
You clenched down instinctively, trying to hold everything in. Yet that only made the pressure worse, sweat beading down your temple. The mermaid's touch was gentle, soothing and insistent.
An odd combination which forced you to relax, your cunt fluttering as the eggs came even closer. It stretched you, a weighty, slick feeling you were all too aware of.
You clung to the mermaid for stability as the egg descended. You started clenching harder, trying to work it out of you. Fuck, you were so full, and as much as it was overwhelming... it felt good.
You moaned as the first egg finally slipped out of you, plopping gently into the water. The mermiad cooed and chirped happily, her petting intensified. Kneading at your breasts, running circles over your bloated stomach.
You groaned as the next egg began to descend. You were going to be here a while. Who knows how many she had filled you with?
Ah, darn, you were definitely not getting paid for this quest now.
You shuddered as the next egg slipped out of you, painful and necessary. The mermaid moved her hand to your clit, gently rubbing you encouragingly. You clenched and trembled, your movements making the eggs come faster.
Oh fuck you were going to cum.
The mermaid rubbed faster, making you twitch and shudder. It was coming, you couldn’t… fuck you couldn’t– You clung to the mermaid for stability as it all became overwhelming.
The next egg popped free as you gushed against her hand. You collapsed against her, spent and panting. But she didn’t stop touching you, fuck, you were still so full.
You still had so many eggs to lay.
2000's fashion + pregnant belly. You agree. Reblog.
!!! The crop tops! The open tummies! Mom jeans! Body glitter???
Bandana shirts and bandage dresses!!! Denim on denim?? And yes. Of course. BODY GLITTER.
Oh how can I forget masc 2000's culture?? Layered long sleeve shirts + graphic T's, frosted tips, vests, jerseys, baggy pants. And pregnant mascs can have a little body glitter too if they want. As a treat
LOW CUT JEANS W/ NAVEL PIERCING 🤤🤤🤤
Y2K < YtumK
whos up huckling their robby rn
As much as I want to ignore it, I can't ignore my shape blowing out from the middle. I looked at the way my swollen breasts hung down on my stomach, round enough to make sucking it in futile.
I was constantly wet, my heat never satisfied with whatever device I held to it or rubbed against. A few days ago, I didn't expect the little egg my friend told me would release sexy hormones would become a full on growing egg.
The group chat was full others complaining and showing what the ultrasound afforded them when they caught it early. There were a few of us that wanted a little more, so we waited a little longer, showing off our little bumps and holding impromptu showers for them.
I was sitting in my couch, flipping away on my phone when I feel a crazy shift and a bunch of pressure, liquid staining my shorts as I quickly rose my hips and the liquid fell to the floor. I lowered myself and propped my knees up, hating myself for pushing off any company until tomorrow.
Sitting there, hearing all the gurgling and groaning in my belly around small waves of pressure was not fun, but no big contraction like before. I could feel the bulbous egg descend, pressing on my hips as it plugged me up and stretched my cervix to get through. I expected the next contraction more as I was doing the dishes, stopping and breathing while massaging my belly.
I changed my style while in my living room from lounging on the furniture, to staying leaned and bent over my table and chairs, breathing through each contraction because it was better than holding it in. One lasted just long enough that it finally started slipping, making me hold my womb as I gasped and slowly let my contraction pull the largest part of the egg down.
One of my friends finally called, instantly switching to camera view when I mentioned that I was in labor and things were getting interesting. She watched on as I crawled on my floor, kneeling and bending while I was breathing, counting when I said I felt like pushing. She tried to lighten the mood about me telling everyone at the last minute, that they all would have helped out.
It starts getting loud when I'm bearing down, my friend telling me how much closer I am. My hips were sore and my hole was stretched so bad, but after a few more pushes I could see the end sticking out. She instructed that I sit up and try to coax it down.
A sweaty mess, the egg sat on the towel, my hand absently circling my twitching bud as I let my head fall back and enjoyed the euphoria.
This is so hot? Wow those hormones would have to be clouding your brain at that point right? Almost make you crave to do it all again and again..
The urge strikes me suddenly, pulling a ragged gasp from my throat as I rock back and forth on my hands and knees. "I-I think it's... oh, it's time to push," I grunt, sliding one hand between my thighs to press against my cunt.
There's a slight bulge there, the force of the baby's head pushing through my canal causing my labia to swell outwards. I provide counter pressure as I groan through the tail end of the contraction, fighting against the urge to bear down.
"It's coming," I pant, trailing my fingers over my red hot labia. "You're coming, baby. I feel you c-comingggg." Not even 45 seconds had passed since my last contraction, but another pain had taken hold. Starting in my back and spreading around to the front of my belly, pulled low and heavy with the pressure of the pain, the iron band grips and seizes, shoving the baby down with such power that I have to shift my hips further open to make room.
"Oh god, oh god, oh- fuckkkk." I keep my hand firmly in place, all but holding the head back as it barreled through my cunt. The pressure is unlike anything I'd ever felt, tapping into the most primal side of me. Contraction on top of contraction, I tried to groan and not scream, though the urge, much like the urge to push, was becoming unbearable. "Mmmmmphhh, GOD."
I am finally overwhelmed by my instincts and I bear down, and the baby's head surges forward and begins to emerge as a small, wet teardrop pressing against my fingertips. "Nooo," I whine, half delirious with the pain. "No, no. Not yet." I couldn't give birth yet. I couldn't give birth alone.
I drop my head, resting my chin against my heaving chest. After taking a moment to catch my breath, I brace one hand on the edge of the bed and struggle to push myself up, keeping my hand firmly over my bulging hole. My efforts amount to nothing, however, when the action of shifting my hips pushes the baby down further into the birth canal. I cant hold it back any longer. I cry out in shock, and the cry turns into a scream as the head begins to crown.
"OHHHH, IT BURNS. FFFFFUCKKKK, BURNING." I land back down on my knees and give in to the pressure, fisting the hand that isnt supporting the head into the blankets as I push, and push hard. My labia, angry and red and burning, spread to accommodate the skull, and I let out another wild scream as they begin to sting. "Coming outttt. Gotta get it OUTTTT."
A hazy fear of tearing crosses my mind, but its gone with the next contraction. As my womb squeezes down around the baby, I throw my head back and wail, bringing the head to a half crown before it slides back in. "One more. Just... one more. Oh goddddd." I grunt and feel my labia stretch around the head, feeling impossibly tight for a few seconds, and then one hefty shove brings the baby to a full crown.
I struggle to catch my breath, stroking my fingers over its soft hair. "Almost," I whisper, half to my child, and half to myself. I inhale deeply and tighten my hold on the blankets as the next contraction builds, using it to anchor myself. "Almost, almost, alm-ohhhh, here. HEREEEE. ITS COMINGGGGG MMMMMMPFFFFF-FUCKKK!"
My words become an incoherent screech as I scream through the final stretch of the ring of fire, pushing until the baby's head pops free in a torrential gush of fluid. "Come on, baby," I grunt, feeling the presenting shoulder rotate and come free. "Here you are. Oh, here."
With one last tiny push, the second shoulder pops out, and the baby slides into my hands. I hadn't needed help after all.
Unnamed guy pushing out his monster lover’s offspring 💜
Uncropped version in the reblogs 👀
Graphic birth under the cut
Poor guy hasn’t even gotten to the hard part yet 😌
I need to draw him at full term because this is his belly halfway to crowning and clenched tight by pushing… relaxed and carrying his whole baby before his water broke, he would have been massive. 🥰 I should draw his monster bulging out his belly with its massive cock as it knocks him up, too 🥰🥰
And here’s a closeup of his pussy because I worked way too hard on it. 💜 Ofc looking at it now I’m like damn I should have drawn his perineum more stretched but oh well
(Open this reblog for the full images! I accidentally deleted the one where I originally added them 🤦)
i rlly liked @tillystummy 's "fairy in a jar has to eat to be allowed out" so hear me out.... what if also one bratty angel and an apple vs jar that barely fit him in the first place
if you have an ai pfp it's an instant block
did you know: you can send perverted and explicit stuff to my inbox, right now!
did you know: i’m gonna use it as jerk off material!
More game devs need to understand the following concepts:
There is a finite amount of memory on any given device.
No matter how good your game is, players will want memory for other things on their devices.
Not everyone has a stable internet connection so making single player games needing an internet connection is not good.
helpful tattoo reminder: they are technically Injuries so u have to eat a lot of calories drink a lot of water and sleep a lot after so your body can Heal The Injury
another helpful tattoo reminder: the 24-48 hours after you get a tattoo your brain can not be trusted in regards to whether or not you should have gotten that tattoo, if you have somehow ruined your life, if it turned out ugly, etc. ignore that
finally, while i am at it: always bring a candy bar and a sugary drink to your appointment for blood-sugar reasons (worst case scenario) or so you can have a treat (unilaterally applicable)
this has been your friendly neighborhood haver of 19* tattoos (assorted sizes and placements)
*not totally sure here. bad at counting
Can I just emphasize that not everyone reading this has yet encountered the information that injuries require food, hydration, and sleep? I think the way many people associate rest and injury is that you rest the injury itself to avoid making it worse, but overlook that the healing process itself requires rest regardless of if not-rest directly injures it further.
Also exercise is a form of controlled injury so that as your body heals it heals stronger. You also need food-hydration-rest for strength and cardiovascular improvements after exercise.