#pregfat

[nightshadedumplings]

Don't you dream of what it would be like to wake up suddenly, to feel your stomach bulging and expanding with babies out of nowhere? To feel your tits swell and grow to the point of sloshing in minutes, squirting milk like a fountain?

And then we get on with you day, babies growing more and more, and with it your hunger. You have to eat, stuffing your face with everything in the kitchen and whatever you can order too. By noon, you're a pile on the floor with a belly swollen with fat and babies, tits flopping to the sides of your gut, and an ass widened for a more than healthy childbirth plus extra from indulgence. It even gets to a point where you drink your own milk to plump up.

And all the movement helps to keep you up. So you stay hungry, horny, groaning in pain from the activity but aroused all the same.

(No idea where I went with this but I hope you enjoy! Hyper Pregfat is supreme!)

YES I DO!

I imagine getting so big it's already a struggle to haul the growing, kicking brood inside of me, not to mention when I start stuffing myself fatter and fatter.

What would make this better would be someone to help me, keeping me fed when I'm too heavy to get around, enjoying watching me bloat up with babies.

(Thanks so much for sending. 😵‍💫)

[fatfurfoof]

hyper fragrant

did i cook? i think i did~ not fat, but she's preggy so that's still a biggol belly

[alkali1]

Testimony Part 1

They thought she wouldn't come. The pharmaceutical company's lawyers had pushed to make her testify in person, figuring she wouldn't physically be able to show up, and they'd win the lawsuit by default. Five years ago she'd taken an experimental, unregulated fertility treatment, and now she was suing when it worked all too well. 260 weeks pregnant with sextuplets, she was unable to give birth either naturally or by c-section, and she was doomed to grow and grow until her body could no longer handle it.

Even though she had been bedbound for two years, and homebound for even longer, she knew her only hope of winning a settlement was to appear, so her partner and care team heaved her up onto an extra-wide rolling bed and rolled her into the court building.

Everyone turned to stare as the doors opened and her carers attempted to squeeze her through. The wide courtroom door was still too small for her massive body, and they struggled to maneuver her through. All they managed is to get her stuck, as her fat shelf of an ass and heaving belly each overhang the sides of her gurney and become lodged in the doorframe. She groans in extreme discomfort as her bloated body is squished and prodded as they try in vain to fit her through. Sweat drips down her face, smearing her makeup, and she gasps for breath, exhausted and overwhelmed just from the strain of being so massively, inhumanly pregnant.

Finding courtroom clothes to fit her sickeningly exaggerated body had been a nightmare, and the only option was ultimately to cram her into the largest, stretchiest pink dress they could find. It was technically 'modest' as it covered all the skin from her neck to her fat thighs, but it clung tightly to her fertile curves, leaving little to the imagination. They had crammed her massive tits into the largest nursing bra available to avoid her thick nipples being on permanent display, but her constantly engorged udders spilled out everywhere from the inadequate cups, and the tight fabric of her dress put every bulge on display. She'd been milked dry before they left, and she hoped that she wouldn't be here so long that she'd leak through her dress.

After several humiliating minutes her caretakers are able to squish enough of her cellulite through the door that her belly is able to be squeezed through. Gasps and murmurs fill the courtroom as everyone gawks at her, finally getting a good look at her hugely gravid form.

Her womb is a mammoth, misshapen lump, coming to a sickening point at her taut, herniated navel. The six toddlers inside her shift in their cramped space, making her moan in discomfort. Her hips, continuously widening for a birth that may never come, are buried under pounds and pounds of piled-on cellulite that strains her tight dress to the absolute limit. And the sheer size of her breathtaking bump pushes her tremendous cleavage up into her face. Every day for her is a battle to not be smothered by her own enormous body. The judge begins the proceedings. She tries her hardest to stay silent and not grunt or groan from the painful pressure and movement in her womb, but her choked noises frequently disturb the quiet courtroom.

After two torturous hours, It's finally time for her to take the stand. She's rolled up as close as her bed can get, and the judge moves a microphone down to her swollen, sweaty face. Now she will have to describe the discomfort and humiliation of her daily life, trying to win the sympathy of the judge and jury...

[nightshadedumplings]

A cruel and selfish king becomes frustrated and angry when his wife has yet to produce an heir after an entire year of marriage. In secret, he pays a visit to a witch, demanding that she use her magic to help him get the heirs he believes he's owed.

"How many heirs would you like?" she asks.

"As many as the cow can produce!" he responds, and the witch smiles and nods. She gives him two potions, one for himself, and one for his wife. They're different in appearance and impossible to mix up, but he's still careful not to confuse them.

After drinking his and hiding his wife's in her drink, the two of them become insatiably horny, and begin fucking very regularly. He's pleased with this result, not only for the obvious reason of it being enjoyable, but because he's certain this means the potions are working.

Within three weeks, his belly is swollen, but the queen's remains flat. They continue to fuck at least once a day, if not several more times than that, but he's still the only one growing. After only two months, he looks obviously round with child, while his wife is still as thin as the day they married.

Eventually, it becomes clear that the witch fulfilled his request, but not how he'd intended. Each time he and his wife have sex, at least one additional baby begins growing in his new womb. He develops a birth canal and his chest swells into a proper pair of tits to feed the endless brood. When he isn't fucking, he's eating, rapidly packing on pounds and pounds of fat.

At merely six months, he's massive, so full and round with babies that he's completely immobilized. When he finally begins giving birth, he continues pumping out babies daily, and sometimes to multiple in a single day. The king's birthing becomes so regular that no one bats an eye when he begins groaning and wailing before a baby flops wetly to the floor between his legs and filling the room with its cries.

[nightshadedumplings]

Constant care, feeding, and of course fucking~ Don't worry~ You'll never want for anything~ Your mind will go numb and you can simply relax~

Who cares if your pregnancy lasts longer than 9 months?~ Who cares if you can't walk anymore because of your couch sized gut and swollen feet?~ Who cares if you're forced to sit in a puddle of constantly leaking milk?~ And of course, who cares if you're basically forced to eat from a tube to stay properly stuffed?~

Answer?~ We all will, because it will make everyone horny as hell to see the broodmother you've become, perfect in every way, shape and form~ And you'd be worshipped like a maternal goddess~

All that would be left is turned into one in body~ Because you haven't finished growing have you?~

Fuck, I'll turn into a fat, dumb, pregnant cow so fast. How fat am I going to get going so overdue while being stuffed constantly and too huge to burn hardly any calories? I'll just bloat up more and more every single day, turning into the most massive, obese, over-bred baby blimp there ever was.

All those babies in my belly, just packing on the pounds along with me, squirming hard but slow and sluggishly from being so fattened and overfed.

[nightshadedumplings]

(Leans in to whisper) A royal who's so massively pregnant, they require attendants to heft their belly wherever they go~

The old king wasn't supposed to get pregnant, not when he was young, and certainly not now. He had always been a big man, strong but with a round belly that came with age. After getting himself horrendously knocked up, that belly had swollen exponentially.

The royal healer told him that he was carrying multiple babies inside his fertile womb, and it wasn't hard to believe with how much and how quickly he had started to show, even with his existing beer gut.

Within the first few months, he was waddling around slowly, groaning and holding the sides of his baby-swollen belly. The combination of the rapid growth of the multiples with his age exhausted him while making him ravenous, so it wasn't a surprise when not only his belly continued to balloon, but the rest of him, too.

He gained so much so fast, the change was noticeable just from week to week. Only five months along, and he could no longer walk on his own.

While he preferred to stay stationary, laying back in bed while being fed from morning to night, he still had to get up sometimes, and so a group of attendants were assigned to help carry his over-bred daddy belly. Even with the assistance, he took slow, lumbering steps that shook the floor beneath him, groaning as the babies relentlessly kicked and his fat udders bounced and leaked. Servants and nobles alike had to try not to stare, though several only tried not to let the king notice. It was easy enough, since he could hardly see past his own pregnant mass, and all he could think about was how pregnant he was.

More and more attendants needed to be brought on to help carry his enormous baby belly, and eventually, the king needed to be carried entirely. It was when he was lifted on his litter, being carried into court with every noble and servant in attendance that the contractions went from mild and sporadic to unbearable. He cried out, holding the sides of his full womb while everyone stared, and his water broke, raining down onto the attendants below him.

[nightshadedumplings]

Svanhildre getting pregnant and then going two years overdue, carrying a big litter of huge, overfed toddlers in her belly. She gives in to every single craving she has, stuffing herself almost nonstop during her pregnancy and packing on pounds and pounds of weight in addition to the gigantic babies kicking around inside of her. Her swollen, milk-filled udders are in her face constantly, and she needs to be milked around the clock.

By the time she gives birth, her thighs are so thick and the babies are so massive, she's giving birth for over a week. Each baby is bigger than the last and takes days to birth. Once she's done, she's gained so much that she's still panting as she waddles around, even with her womb finally empty.

[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.