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@sapphic-preg-fantasy
Not into birth but the weight and pressure just before labor is sooo 🥵 … To be heavily pregnant, rocking back and forth in a chair or bouncing on a yoga ball, and feel all that heft bumping against my pelvis. Overdue, out of breath, just waiting to pop… but my water never breaks, and the urge to push never comes, only ever teased by Braxton Hicks
🌸🪻Just a little support 🪻🌸
I love imagining what it would be like to start the “pregnant waddle”. The first few days where my hips shift further back, my belly is angled up, and my legs are forced to bow outwards. The pressure increase on my hips with every step. I imagine being paraded around by a partner, my hands both supporting my aching back with my full belly thrust forward for everyone to see. So obviously bred full of baby and unable to move around like I used to. People might even stare, trying to figure out how long it has been since my partner bred me, fucked a baby into me, knocked me up. What they don’t know is that I’m growing multiples, and have a long way to go before I’m done growing.
Pregnant person that gives up dressing nice and just wears sweatpants and tanktops or something similar. Belly poking out, the stretchmarks showing on the tight skin.
thinking about how i need a girl to tell me how she's gonna get me pregnant... telling me that we're gonna cuddle throughout the whole pregnancy & how we'd immediately be researching everything from symptoms to baby names. letting me know how she'd want to pretend that i'm already pregnant just to get a feel for it. her rubbing me belly while whispering about how big she's gonna make me... ughhh i need this! ♡
that’s my absolute dream 😩
pregnant lesbians. rb if you agree
Sometimes I look at pictures of pregnant women and hope, that my bump is going to look just like theirs once I’m expecting 🥲
In my opinion there’s nothing sexier than a pregnant belly that is too big and round to be covered by clothes. I just love that part of the bump, that is peaking out from under the shirts. 🥹
Is this too much to ask for 🥹
All I’ll ever ask for is being in my third trimester with triplets. When we decided that I’d be the one carrying our babies, my wife and I used one fertilised egg of each of us so that we both could have a mini-me. But we didn’t consider that the eggs could possibly split again after being placed in my womb. So now I’m heavily pregnant with triplets. My skin is absolutely outstretched, and every movement from within is visible. Oftentimes my belly isn’t even round anymore, but lopsided, or a limb is poking out for a couple of minutes in desperate search for room. When I sit down, my belly presses heavily into my lap. There’s no way to get comfortable on the couch anymore: sitting kills my hips, but leaning back crushes spine and when I lay down, I’m basically suffocating. Walking has become an impossible thing long ago. On of the babies has gotten very comfortable in my pelvis. The constant pressure makes me feel, as if the baby could fall out any moment. When I walk, no, waddle, I have to place my hands underneath my protruding bump to give it a lift. Otherwise, the pressure and the pain in my hips is unbearable. I don’t even want to start about outgrowing my maternity clothes. I had to start wearing them during a time, whereas other carriers were barely even showing a bump. By week 23 of my pregnancy, I couldn’t even pull the band of my maternity pants over my heavy belly anymore. Two weeks later, my t shirts would leave a small part of my belly uncovered. So now that I have passed my thirty week mark, all I can wear are sweatpants with the waistband pushed deeply under the beginning arch of my belly and stretchy tank tops. But also they aren’t covering my whole belly anymore. Even though I’m downright miserable carrying the weight of these three babies, I know it’s all worth it by the way my wife looks at me.
I want to be pregnant. Overdue and heavy. The twins in my belly are growing out of room in my womb and it’s obvious, that they’re fighting for space. All day long, my belly is moving. Sometimes it’s small kicks from within, sometimes my whole belly reshapes in the weirdest way possible. In the evening, when my wife and I are cuddling on the couch, we rub oil on my outstretched skin to soothe the itchiness and pain of it. I can no longer do this alone. Even though I’m going to go into labour any day now, my belly looks like it is nowhere near dropping since the babies have to make use of every single inch of space they can get. My belly starts high, right under my breast and stretches all the way down to my pubic bone. It grows heavy and big in front of me and I feel like it’s getting heavier every day. My wife caresses often the lower part of my belly. Round and heavy it lays in her palms as she moves her hands gently over it.
„Can you imagine the day we found out you’re pregnant?“ she asks, „Back then we hadn’t even known that we’re expecting twins. Your belly was still so flat and now look at you, you’re all blown up!“
I smile as I place my hands over hers. „In the first few weeks I was hoping all the time that my bump would be finally noticeable, and now it’s impossible to hide it.“
A sharp pain goes through the upper part of my belly. I’m trying to sit up quickly, but the weight of my belly keeps me pressed into the pillows.
„Are you alright?“ my wife asks as she notices the visible kick of one of the babies. As she realises that it’s kicking me in the lungs, she grabs my arm and pulls me into a sitting position. Immediately, my far protruding bump sinks into my lap. I arch my back instantly and spread my legs to make room for my pregnant belly. Lately, it has grown so long and pointy, that it started going downwards. It hangs over my hips and rests heavy on my upper legs. The only sitting position I can still get comfortable in, is slightly leaned back.
„Yeah,“ I say breathlessly, „I just think, the babies are demanding even more room.“
My wife puts her palm on the top part of my belly. Slowly, she moves her hand in circles over the stretched skin, slides it down until she reaches the lowest part of my bump.
„Your belly has gotten so heavy.“ she states and presses her fingers into my skin, „It’s also so firm. Almost hard.“
I smile again. „I suppose that is just what happens when your filled to the brim. There’s no more room left to grow.“
I imagine it to be so beautiful to find the first notable changes that pregnancy does to your body. The small bump that appears on your lower belly, only you and your wife know about it. How petite and magical it feels to cup it. If you know about the pregnancy, it could be spotted while you’re wearing a tight shirt. But for now it’s just a little secret between you and your wife. 🤍
I just want to get close to her, put my hands gently on her belly and caress it in circles. Feel her smooth skin and the baby kicking from within as I realise, how soon we are to becoming mothers. 🤍
I can’t wait to get pregnant and tease you like this. We‘d both know how my changing body would drive you crazy. How my belly keeps growing until you think it can’t stretch any further. My tops have long stopped fitting. They’re snug and reveal my round belly. When I stand in front of you, I arch my back to make my bump look bigger, and you’d love it.
Date idea: we spend the evening in bed like this and I get to watch your pregnant belly move? 👉👈
