Emmiepreg @pregnantemmie - Tumblr Blog

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Hey I’m Emmie and this is my side fantasy blog of being bred and constantly pregnant 🤧

You’ll find me posting preg edits of myself ✨

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#mine #preg fantasy #nsft #fake preggo #pregnancy #preggo life

six months 🌖

veins

owned

nearly there

peek-a-boo

properplace

revised (2022–>2026)

properplace

stealing a private moment

I want to have a sleepover with my pregnant bestie 😩✨ you know what happens at sleepovers…

#mine #fake preggo #preg fantasy #pregnancy #perfect belly #preggo life #preggo rp #preggo mama #growing belly #belly

oliviasbelly

and to think I almost bailed on this stream lol

blondiee188

I love how rewarding it feels to squeeze myself into clothes that used to fit after a long week of stuffing myself endlessly with fast food. Ending each night with my belly more swollen than the last until it’s become permanently rounded from the amount of food I keep stuffing in it. These jeans buttoned a little over a month ago and now…. It doesn’t even come close to closing. My bras have begun struggling to contain my growing boobs. As if that wasn’t proof enough of what all the extra calories have done to my body I tried to fit into this tank top since I knew my other shirts would struggle against my chubby arms… I did not expect this to struggle to cover my belly 😅

dirkcondorwrites

Do you even remember the old you? The one that would get anxious and stir-crazy every month, who would like clockwork feel an existential crisis that always seemed to start right around ovulation time? The one that hated that soft little pudge around her midsection that never seemed to go away no matter how dieting or running she did?

For the past 8 months you've gotten to be a different version of yourself: a calmer, happier, fulfilled version. Each and every day over the past months you've woken up in a body that feels complete, that feels optimized, with the gentle fullness that you now constantly experience a wonderful replacement for the years of gnawing, empty uncertainty that used to radiate from your empty womb.

This version of you isn't just at home in her new body, she revels in it. At last you understand the purpose and the beauty of being big, and the awareness that yes with each passing moment you are still growing, filling you with both pride and deep arousal. Each morning you wake up and stare at your naked, pregnant form in the mirror, your eyes trying to capture just how much more womanly you've become even since you went to bed. And as big as you are now, your nipples twinge at the thought that you still have at least another 30 days to become larger.

However, there is a problem on the horizon. In 30 days (or less!), you give birth, and the old you comes back. Your cycle restarts, you start ovulating again, and this time the ache will be even more profound because now you now precisely how wonderful it feels to be bred and full of growing life. Even now, among all the wonderfully warm fullness, you're flashing ahead to the return of that horrible, gnawing emptiness. Now you understand why so many women get pregnant again right away after giving birth, and when your husband is busy fondling your clit with one hand and your swollen bump with the other, you're fantasizing about him breeding you with baby #2.

Will you give into that temptation? Will you look into surrogacy? Will you do the responsible thing and wait even just a few months? You still have a few weeks left to decide, but each time you catch a glimpse of your belly in the mirror--how natural it looks on you, who right it feels to have--you feel your resolve weakening just a little bit more.

dirkcondorwrites

Everyone is staring at you. They’re gaping at how massive your belly is, how thick and round your ass is, and how big and wobbly your tits have gotten. Some are watching out of an ironic curiosity, others because they’re genuinely shocked that a woman in your advanced stage of pregnancy would show off like this. But as you stare out at the crowd you can tell that many of faces out there are watching because they’re into this.

They’re turned on by how big and round you are, and by how willing you are to show it all off. Right now there are dozens, if not hundreds of people, who would do anything to tear that skimpy bikini off and have their way with you. And maybe it’s just all the pregnancy hormones talking, but the thought of all that attention coming your way is turning you on too.

I love working here at the fragrance section. Customers love to smell the fragrance I wear. Even though my work clothes are getting tighter, I haven’t gotten any complaints so far, if anything it has brought more customers to come in and talk to me.

I’m bursting out of this now, but my work still wants me in the same work uniform. It’s clearly bringing in more customers. They must love our fragrance collection.