the url is a sabrina lyric but this is not a stan blog
@morethanjustsomebutterflies
Listen the song is about her wanting to get pregnant that's why its my url
In my 20s
18+ only please
In a weird space where I'm ace and literally never want to have sex but am very into pregnancy kink, esp mpreg and hyperpreg. drawing and writing that stuff here
My name here is Ever
they/them pronouns
Will do Gore & NonCon. No underage.
how about a guy in extreme denial? He's just returned after a while (work trip, master's program abroad etc) and he's noticeably round. His friends try to bring it up gently, but he brushes it off. He continues to slowly grow, ignoring his friends comments ranging from concerned to teasing, swatting their hands away despite the weird sensation he gets from their hands on his belly. Weeks later, during a night out, he's overwhelmed with both exhaustion and need. His back is killing him, his pants dig in to his sides and underbelly for some reason, but he hasn't been with anyone in nearly two months and it's officially getting to him. Finally he sees someone his type...
He's so in denial he has absolutely no idea when his due date is (because he's not pregnant, so why would he think about that?) so when his belly seems to start feeling lower he just ignores it. Even when he feels cramps starting to hit every few hours, he brushes it off and goes out anyways. He's about to hook up with some guy he meets at the bar, when suddenly his belly well and truly drops, and huge contraction nearly knocks him right out. He drops to the ground clutching his swollen belly, shaking his head and crying "no no no no no!" still trying to convince himself this isn't happening, but no amount of denial is going to stop whatever's inside him from pushing its way out now.
Being kidnapped. Maybe it's planned and I take a job listing but it's not super detailed or maybe I just get snatched off the wrong corner when they see a piece of man meat they think they wanna have. Being blind folded and my arms bound above me. Can't see a thing but I feel myself get stripped down, even my boxer briefs and my sports bra.
Then something heavy and weighty walks over. It's big. I can't see it, but I can feel and hear whatever it is leaning over my back. Not even touching me, but it's close enough. I can tell it's there. Maybe a growling or a snarling or maybe a gurgling. Something not human sounding, of course. Being grabbed and something huge slotting itself between my thighs. I can't tell how big it actually is but I can tell by the way it's throbbing and twitching it's a massive fucking cock (or maybe an ovipositor who knows.)
But it's bigger and thicker than my thigh. A huge absurd stud cock. Meant to breed and impregnate anything it fucks and fills. Feeling that it's got a fat flare on the tip when it presses up against my hole. Getting my hole forced open and rearranged so it'll only ever be satisfied with monstrous super sized cocks. Whatever it is that's fucking me is scaled- or furred- are there insect wings beating in the air? I have no idea what's currently using me and my womb as a fuck toy. Only noises and the multiple things that keep touching or grabbing me.
It's cum is so thick and heavy my belly hangs as soon as it bulges out enough to do so. I'm overfull- whatever it is it just used me as a condom. My stomach and womb groan and glug. Sloshing around even when whatever it is fucking me just starts thrusting again. Making its cum utterly slather my entire reproductive system before it even dumps another gallon or two (or five) right into my hole.
I just get used as a toy, for I don't know how long. It's gone on so long that the cock I thought was so big it would never fit finally bottoms out inside me. After that I'm not satisfied unless the entire massive thing is fucking me senseless. There's spots inside me that flared head needs to reach that it won't unless their churning balls aren't right up against my ass.
Finally, something slimy and cold curls around my face before it snags, and then suddenly my vision returns. I'm blinking and huffing as my eyes adjust to the light and being able to see again. When my vision does focus I almost don't know what I'm looking at. But then it moves- there's a dragging and shifting sensation inside me and I gasp and curse. But then I can physically see the movment in front of me match up with what I'm feeling inside me.
Ice runs through my viens when I realize that what I'm looking down at is my stomach. It's massive- huge. A grown adult could fit inside it easily and then there'd be extra room too. It was misshapen- rounded out almost like a pregnant belly. Instead of smooth, it was lumpy and strained enough, shapes could be seen pressing up against my skin. Long winding thick bulges were showing in places as if the body of a massive snake was curled up underneath my skin. Other spots were thicker- like a solid mass was bulging out a bump here and there. It was disgusting-!
My ruined belly was vieny and throbbing- throbbing audibly like it had it's own heart beat. Each thud shook my own ribcage- an imposing reminder of whatever was currently inside me was very alive. It is a completely unnecessary reminder. Especially when it wouldn't stop moving.
Each portion moved almost independently to any other mass that was also bulging out my middle. There was multiple things moving- non stop-! It was all squirming inside me! Strained grotesque mimicry of a pregnant belly undulating. Each strong shift or lurch of it was accompanied by a loud sound of some sort. Either the throbbing, or glugging, or shifting liquid, gurgling, groaning- what sounded like it might've been growling at times.
Milk start spilling out of my ruined nipples. Nipples throbbing now in time with my stomach - more milk spilling and spilling. I thought I was gonna scream when the thought I was actually pregnant crossed my mind. Not just some monster in my belly- I was growing this thing. It was mine. Made from my DNA- growing inside of me-! Attached to me! It lurched something fierce. Distending my lumpy stomach enough, I was worried it may try and escape through the skin. But it settled again to slower just as heavy movements.
My chest was it's own thing- I'd grown huge boobs- no not boobs. They were teats! Each tit now bigger than my own head. Areola dark and puffy- nipples long- stretched. Like a fucking cow. My chest heavy- and it sloshed just like my distended middle did with a partularly strong shift of it off whatever was inside me-!
My nipples were wet suddenly and looked down.
I tried not to whine when my gut gurgled and what felt like crawling inside my gut happened in time.
There was a hiss, and something big was behind me.
I knew that presence. It was what had been fucking me and- it was what impregnated me.
I couldn't get myself to look. I couldn't look over my shoulder. I just couldn't.
The fat flared oversized cock head that I'd come to love pressed up against my sloppy hole. I panted, staring down at my grotesque belly. It writhed and churned with life. I could feel my own cock twitch when I thought about that cock using me again.
Because then I'd know exactly what was growing inside of myself that very moment. Of what horrors were just beneath my mishapen middle. What thing I had been forcibly bred by.
It couldn't get me more pregnant... right?
That was my last thought before my monstrous lover bottomed out inside of me with one push. Their oversized cock so big their flare smacked into the wall of my belly when they did. A new slight but smaller bulge appeared right in the middle of my ruined belly. Their cockhead kissing the walls of my insides. Their cock throbbed and I felt every vein and inch of it. Whatever I was pregnant with writhed with new vigor. Pushing my belly out to a fro when a snarl sounded behind me. All before I was being fucked all over again. My belly shaking up more and making my children thrash even harder.
I could only cum so hard I blacked out when I was stuck imagining what monstrosity would greet me when I woke up. Would my belly look even worse-?
Marin Lightbringer is a Prince. A half angel, actually, his father being the king of the largest kingdom of Celestia.
He's also a bastard and the youngest son. There was never a chance he would come close to the throne... that is, until his older brothers died suddenly, leaving him as his father's only heir.
Nineteen years old, and having scarcely left the material plane to visit his father's home in Celestia, Marin finds himself dragged there as the new Heir Apparent, and an insistence that he produce heirs of his own. He has his pick of all the noble girls of the kingdom, but there's one problem with that.
Marin is gay and thoroughly unwilling to cooperate with anything that would require him to marry a woman, let alone fuck one.
That's no issue to his father. He'll find a workaround. The royal line must be secured.
Marin's father, King Anthol Lightbringer, is a powerful man. As an angel king, he has the ear of the gods. While any wizard could probably spin up a transmutation for what he needs, Anthol wants a more permanent solution.
Which brought him to the feet of Allimae, the goddess of Fertility. She didn't even want anything from him with his Kingdom; all she wants is the right to use Marin's new womb how she wants, which Anthol will gladly give to ensure his line doesn't die here.
He doubts Marin will mind so long as he is able to continue his studies. He's a scholar above all else. Arcane and religious research was what he was planning to dedicate his life to before this new... issue. Nothing much else has seem to matter to the boy, so Anthol doesn't feel bad for bargaining with his body.
Finding him a man to be his husband of noble enough blood is... more difficult.
But manageable. Floren Heartflyer is nearly a decade older than the King's youngest, and now only, son, at twenty eight, but he's known to have an much interest in men as women, and is of a very well regarded family; a youngest son himself.
So it proves an easy marriage to arrange.
And Allimae's blessing shows itself nearly immediately. Scarcely a month into their union, Marin's petite body shows a small swell of child. At the time only Marin seemed concerned at the apparent speed of the growth- is the baby developing more quickly than normal... or is there multiple there?
He only grew more as time passed, as it clearly is multiple. A blessing from the Goddess of Fertility indeed. Marin won't know how many until it is time for the birth, but he's looking full term with a singleton only a few months in...
