Preg Alert! Preg Alert!

23 | Belly Kinks Galore | Roleplay Open!! | 18+

[pregalert]

youtube keeps putting videos on my feed that are about "beating the buffet" and essentially stuffing yourself to get your money's worth

and hooooooly shit,,,,,

[eggedbellies]

top surgery scar + heavy pregnant belly you agree reblog.

[this is NOT for detrans kink blogs get your fucking shit off my posts]

[pregalert]

the real q is do you have a favorite ship or characters on this particular medical show you’d like to see knocked up?

oh, so many. SO many.

when you have a cast that gorgeous, it's hard not to want to see like...90% of them knocked up.

[pregalert]

is anyone in the preg/labor/birth kink community a fan of a certain medical show...two seasons so far, third just started filming...hit me up if yes :P

[pregalert]

being into a niche kink while in the fandom of a mainstream thing is crazy because like...i come on here and i KNOW at least ONE of you into these kinks is into this show too...but i won't say what show because i don't want the normies to find this blog UGH

[femalegazeforpregnancy]

Seeing internet people use breeding kink and pregnancy kink interchangeably when they are different but not wanting to comment on what the differences are lol

Breeding: the act of getting pregnant or getting someone pregnant. Fantasizing or being fixated on sex that results in a positive pregnancy test. The fantasy kinda ends there. Or it can roll into a pregnancy kink. But doesn’t have to.

Pregnancy: already pregnant, less focus on the how it happened. Just already being in the state of pregnancy. Fantasizing or being fixed on the the way a body changes during pregnancy, how those changes affect someone. How sex itself changes the bigger you get. The experiences both negative and positive associated with being pregnant.

[lespregnancy]

This account is extremely anti AI btw. I can't stand that garbage.

[gravidy-falls]

sometimes I have trouble visualizing so I looked up "postpartum stomach" and half the results are "how to get rid of" DONT TOUCH HER. POST PARTUM FLAB GET BEHIND ME

[gardenspells]

just a friendly reminder that this blog hates ICE

[lobotomymutt]

*unfriendly reminder.

If you support ICE or anything of the sort I hope you choke on the damn boot you keep licking

[t4tpreg]

i love an old-timey euphemism for pregnancy. in the family way, with child, eating for two, big/great with child, bun in the oven, expecting, quickened, in a delicate condition, lying-in, caught. they're all so sexy to me

[zachiebulk]

Just to make it clear.

AI slop is a turn-off.

I unfollow people who repost AI content.

I block 🚫 people who generate AI content.

Support real gainers, feedees, encouragers, artists and writers.

Do the right thing.

Don't follow, produce, or reblog AI content.

That is all 😊

[peachy-ffa]

Called out someone in my asks for their AI slop and they blocked me ✨️

And if it wasn't already clear in my blog, I hate AI. As a multimedia artist, I despise AI, grab a fucking pencil and do it yourself.

[justpush]

one sentence birth meme

to hopefully help me get back into writing. send me a character and one of the sentences below as a prompt, and I’ll try to write a short paragraph. 

1. “There’s just so much pressure.” 2. “I don’t think I can hold them in much longer!” 3. “Please, I NEED to push!” 4. “Don’t worry, they must be Braxton hicks.” 5. “I really can’t be in labor right now.” 6. “I’ll just hold the baby in! I can make it.” 7. “The baby feels so low.” 8. “I don’t think I can walk.” 9. “I’m not having my baby here!” 10. “I’m stuck and my water just broke.” 11. “Fuck, the contractions are right on top of each other now.” 12. “It’s stuck.” 13. “My back is killing me!” 14. “The car won’t start!” 15. “It’s only a short flight, we should be alright.” 16. “I’m sure they’ll stop soon!” 17. “I really need to change position.” 18. “How can there be more than one?” 19. “The timing couldn’t be worse!” 20. [insert your own]

[softbumps]

Imagine once you get pregnant a chance wheel appears and you have to spin it twice, first to determine how many you're going to have and the second will be duration of the pregnancy. You could end up with twins over the course of 15 months or 6 in a week.

Honestly that's kinda hot, enough that I'd be tempted to make such a wheel so I could at least imagine the universe playing with me like that.

[loveless-and-lost]

You freaks should see the fucked up shit I don't post about

[formerlyluckymanticore]

Reblog if you will never. Ever. Use AI in your writing.

[nightshadedumplings]

A massively pregnant man carrying ridiculously overdue and obese multiples, constantly on the verge of giving birth. He's panting and groaning on the couch, rubbing his bare, hairy belly because his shirt doesn't even begin to cover it and is instead stretched tightly over his engorged, leaking daddy tits.

"Gonna pop..." he's been moaning for months, feeling a head the size and weight of a bowling ball low in his hips, ready to fall right out from between his thick thighs. "Ohhhh, fuck, need to birth... t-too big... gonna burst...!"

His partner laughs as he passes by, rubbing the round, heavy daddy's belly, apparently just a bit too hard. His water breaks, flooding out of him and soaking the floor and couch, and he screams, contracting and pushing all in that one moment. That melon sized head barrels out of him, bulging his sweatpants which are already too tight for his pregnancy-fattened body. Yet, it pops right out, followed by the shoulders, until the thirty-five pound baby squelches out and into his pants.

[iwritebigbellies-blog]

There's something viscerally satisfying about a man who eats and drinks his stress away.

"I had a terrible day. I don't want to think about it, I don't want to talk about it. I just want to eat," while cracking a beer and guzzling it straight from the can.

You hate seeing them unhappy, so you fry up a platter of dumplings and start browning onions, you get food in front of them before they have got their coat off. As you put together of cauldron of pasta, a salad, and garlic bread, he is already unknotting, visibly sinking into himself as the beer takes the edges off, and food starts warming him up.

He doesn't want to think, he just eats, and it is like magic, watching the world lift off his shoulders. He doesn't try to help you, or give opinions on what's happening. Fork to mouth, bottle to lips, he just follows the path to redemption. He puts up his feet, slouches in place, and his belly expands like the rising sun in front of him. He doesn't notice or care.

Everything is forgotten. He's just heavy and blurry, entirely focused on his body and whatever you are doing now that feels so good, soft fingers up his shirt and down his pants. He doesn't even have to move if he doesn't want to, he can doze off right where he is, knowing when he wakes up, you'll still be there to help him up.

He knows what he needs, and you do too. Everything else melts away, like magic.