#bearpreg

[wereknightpreg]

Huge bear of a trans man, happy to indulge his twinky boyfriend's breeding kink. There's something about a skinny guy eagerly petting your huge, hairy gut and saying 'I'm gonna knock you up' with huge, hungry eyes. It's nice to be so desired, he might enjoy this more than he thought he would, and besides, he's too old to get pregnant anyway. It's just a bit of harmless fun.

That is, until his chest gets sensitive, food starts to smell off and he's nauseous every single day. In no time at all, his belly has subtly changed shape. But he can't be. Can he?

He catches himself admiring his belly in the mirror. Unconsciously running his hands over his puffy nipples, only to instantly get hard. So, fine, he's pregnant. He should get an abortion. Shouldn't he?

Five months later, his boyfriend rubs lotion into the straining skin over his swollen womb and teases him for being 'an overachiever'.

'You always acted like you were just humoring me, and look at you now!'

As if on cue, a flurry of kicks distorts his perfectly round belly.

He grabs his boyfriend by the collar of his shirt and snarls, 'You did this to me.'

Squirming with obvious arousal, but with a hugely smug smile on his face, he starts to say, 'Actually you're the one who made twins hap-'

'Shut up and fuck me.'

The little shit has the gall to salute.

Well, at least there's no way he can get pregnant again after having these two. He'll be too old for real. Won't he?

[gabessquishytum]

All I want for Christmas is bearpreg 🌲🫃

[nightshadedumplings]

💭 A powerful man whose attempts at being intimidating and impressive are severely undercut by how burdensomely pregnant he is~

A hardened criminal involved in organized crime, muscular and covered in tattoos, all juxtaposed by the massive pregnant belly jutting out of his front. It doesn't even fit under his shirt, instead hanging out halfway exposed, his pregnant outie only drawing even more attention to how ridiculously knocked up he is.

He's attempting to intimidate someone who owes him money, when he suddenly grunts and rubs his belly and they see the entire mass of it shifting and bulging. "Hoo... hooohh..." he breathes as he leans backwards, a hand trying to relieve the pressure in his lower back while the other rubs the side of his kicking gut. His belly gets shoved into their face, and they're far more horny than scared.

[nightshadedumplings]

💭 Man with an embarrassing amount of tiddy

His pecs were never small, with a generous amount of muscle padded out with fat, but they were perfectly proportionate with the rest of him. Now that he's severely knocked up, they've only gotten bigger, that muscle now nowhere to be found beneath his milky daddy tits. They're heavy, too, spilling over the sides of his swollen, kicking gut. They bounce and slosh with every slow, lumbering step he takes, near constantly full to bursting. The size of them alone is embarrassing, but most humiliating of all is how he has to be milked throughout the entire day. He isn't sure if it's lucky or not that he has a couple of friends always willing to help out.

[wereknightpreg]

Shy wizard professor x gravid bear baker

Shy wizard professor getting adorably tongue-tied around the huge bear of man who owns the bakery beneath his rented room.

The last few months, the object of his not-that-secret desires has been growing about the waist. Almost imperceptibly at first, as he already had a fat belly, but lately he looked... The wizard felt light-headed just thinking about it.

One day, walking in for breakfast, he noticed the baker's belly now formed a perfect dome, navel showing through his apron, and felt all his blood rush southwards.

He'd spent many nights humping a pillow and wishing he was straddling those thick thighs instead.

Unbeknownst to him, the baker had been harbouring similar feelings, gravid belly pooling with heat whenever he handed the wizard his order and their hands briefly touched.

One evening, the wizard came back after a long day of teaching to find the baker slumped on a stool in his closed bakery, exhaustion written all over his face, one hand supporting his heavy belly as it hung between his legs.

Mind churning with worries and visions of kneading bread on swollen feet and with an even bigger belly in the way, the baker didn't notice anyone entering until he heard a polite inquiry from the last person he wanted to be this weak in front of.

But when he looked up, the wizard just looked genuinely concerned for him, and he found himself earnestly confessing that these days, he needed to rest for a good hour before he could even walk to his room three streets over. How was he supposed to keep the bakery running?

Concern overriding his shyness and embarrassment, the wizard offered up his own room upstairs, and realised a few seconds too late that he hadn't specified 'without me there' to make it not sound like a come-on.

But the baker looked up, eyes swimming with gratitude and cheeks pinking with desire.

He kept apologising for being too tired to do much, until the wizard was pushing into his throbbing, leaking cunt, and he could only groan in satisfaction.

It didn't take long before they were both spread across the bed, catching their breath.

By the second time, the baker no longer cared about just laying there, as it was very clear that his lover was more than content pounding into him while stroking his huge, hairy gut with both hands.

He fell asleep immediately after, a tingly warmth in his belly as if he'd been knocked up all over again.

Exactly a year later, in their new home, strength returned and belly unbearably empty, he lifted his tiny husband up against the wall and growled in his ear, 'You're breeding me tonight.'

The deep, primal sound he got in response travelled down his back and into the pit of his belly, which was aching to swell with life again.