#trans preg

[preggoliciouslyround]

Breeding season has me so fucking horny and desperate to be bred. My womb aches when it’s empty, heat and need pooled where I want an egg spreading me open until it crowns and pushes out of my cunt. And at the same time I want to pin down a poor little bunny or puppy or whatever pathetic breedable bitch is in my way and fuck into them, rut into and past their cervix and pump my seed into them, knotting them to make sure it takes. Watching them swell as my pups grow inside. Want to be bred with them and fuck every day until our waters break and we comfort and fuck each other through labor, frotting against each other’s holes until we’re both crowning. I need it so bad

[nightshadedumplings]

Someone happily getting fucked by a monster, certain that an entirely different species couldn't impregnate them, looking shocked and horrified as their well-bred belly bloats up immediately with a huge, active brood of monster babies after taking that virile, inhuman load.

[ftmpreg1]

The young, heavily pregnant trans man had been dreading going into labor since he found out he was pregnant. He wanted his kid, and the experience of pregnancy was much less uncomfortable and awkward than he expected, but he feared that the birth would be too much for him. He planned to deliver at home with a midwife, as long as medically he was set to do so, as he felt the hospital would be more uncomfortable for him.

When labor began, the twinges and aches set in gradually. It took a few hours for him to start to feel the heat, shedding his shirt as he waddled around his home, stopping to groan through contractions every now and then. Before long, his shorts were off too, parading around his hairy, masculine, gravid body.

As he settled into labor, he chose to sit on a birthing stool, resting his legs after hours of waddling around. He felt a warmth building inside him as his labor progressed, contractions gaining strength and getting ever closer together. It felt for all the world like arousal. As labor continued, he gave in to instinct, reaching between his legs and beginning to stroke his tdick.

He rode out waves of contractions, jerking off his engorged little cock as his body opened up. It was time to push. As he bore down for the first time, he felt his child leaving his womb, entering his birth canal. The feeling of the weight and shape of the baby moving through him was intense, incredible. He continued to masturbate through it.

Soon, he could feel the ring of fire - the head, starting to stretch open his pussy. It did burn sharply - but his arousal was stronger as he jerked off, baring down and feeling the head slowly stretching him wide. It was transcendent - it was the best he had ever felt. His whole body shook with orgasm as the head reached full crown, resting between his legs. Another shuddering orgasm as he pushed the shoulders out.

He was delighted to have his child, of course, this is what this was all for. But maybe he could do it all again.

[cozziewarm]

If I could have my way I would be a handsome man, lean with broad shoulders and a stubble, muscles just defined enough to notice, with a baby bump disrupting all of that. Getting knocked up over and over and over again, constantly growing babies. All because I can’t help but crave being pregnant all of the time. Never being seen without a baby swelling out my middle section. Giving birth to said babies for queer people to adopt. Always having a line of queer people dying to have a baby, always fulfilling their desires for parenthood. So so handsome and so so fertile. Rocking a biker jacket with my swell jutting so obviously out of it. Having to have long belts to keep my roughed up jeans on due to the repetitive pregnancies. Having to hold my heavy bump as I walk along, pins rattling with each step of my black leather boots. Always such a handsome and gravid man. Yeah, that’s what I’d want.

[astrapup]

polycule/friend group where every once in a while they put their names in a bowl, and pick one out to decide who gets pregnant next. One member had been stuffing their name in more times than the others, and they decide to try and knock them up with as many multiples as there are entries in their little raffle

[cyxk3i]

Jae x Min drawings for Mayternity

[pickledpet]

imagine you're an elf who got knocked up by a human, the human baby is done technically after 9 months but since elves live longer they gestate longer so your body forces to keep it in so you end up having to push out a 20lbs+ baby. the other problem is that elves are also generally smaller than humans.....

By the end of this fantasy freak accident I would probably barely be able to move due to the massive veiny torpedo shaped belly weighing me down packed with a baby much too big for me to birth.

I'd dread going into labour but it'd have to happen at some point, right? I'd want my water to break extremely dramatically just a huge torrent of fluid violently spraying from my boycunt, soaking the entire bottom half of my outfit.

It'd probably take days for labour to progress enough to allow the giant baby to even begin crowning. I'd probably feel so fucking full, like one wrong move and I might just burst. My back would feel like it might shatter I'd be practically bedbound for days on end with the contractions right on top of each other my body trying to expell the baby as fast as possible even though it's around ×5 larger than what I'd normally be birthing. Even though every day I'd try to push with all my might the head would only inch forward a tiny bit. I would only be able to writhe beneath the gargantuan stomach and keep pushing again and again. The head would probably be stuck at its widest point for an entire weekend with my cunt stretched so taut its edges would go purple then white.

The head would probably be too big to dramatically explode out of me, it'd emerge extremely slowly and bring along another spurt of the milky amniotic fluid.

How would I ever birth the shoulders.....?

I'd probably need a person to push down on my labouring stomach while another person tries to rotate and pull the baby free.

[moonlitbesos]

A sigh of exhaustion escapes your beautifully plump lips, having just woken up to sunlight aggressively peering through our windows. All energy you had once you opened your gorgeous, deep eyes, is now gone. You turned over too fast, an attempt to adjust yourself to get comfortable. But there's no getting comfortable with this baby bump you now possess. You kept telling yourself it wasn't going to be that bad, but the more you grew, the more aches and pains continued to build up.

As you muster the strength to sit up, you can't help but feel your swollen midsection, it being proof of our love and our bond. You bite your lip and try to reach below your tummy, yet you have not been able to do so in quite some time. I managed to take away that ability from you as a side effect to knocking you up. You can't even grind on your pillow anymore as the back pain has become too intense. A small smile creeps over your face as you call for me. The doctor did say that we might need to have more sex to induce labor. And I was very willing to oblige.