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@thatbelly
I'm really going to burst, I can't close my legs anymore, my stomach feels like it's literally tearing open, the veins are SO visible and SO huge. My beautiful, flat belly button is bursting, I can't wear my piercing anymore because of it. It hurts so much, I just want my belly again. đ°đ°đ°
A perfectly round pulsing belly.
Heâs admiring his handiwork. She always had the potential to be a busty, milk-filled fertility goddess, but it took the right man and the right seed to help her reach her most perfect version of herself.
milk filled and swollen
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âIâm a well-educated graduate studentâŚ. I shouldnât be doing thisâ You thought to yourself, and not for the first time. Your breath was ragged and your whole body was slick with sweat. There were always a few moments of clarity after the first orgasm and in those few and very brief moments you would try to take stock of the situation. The situation which seemed to be âŚâŚ âFucked. Iâm fucked.â With the clarity there would be the onslaught of guilt and shame. The overwhelming sense of disappointment in yourself. It was all consuming. âNO! I can fix this! I CAN FIX THIS!â You couldnât allow the self-pity to swallow you whole. âAll I need to do isâŚ.. isâŚ.â The thrusting had stop. Without warning you were flipped on your back. âHow is he this strong?! He doesnât look like heâŚ.â Your thighs were parted and you felt the familiar hot breath nearing your lips.
This is how it would go almost every time.
You were manhandled and used. Always with force and with an animalistic intensity. Never asked. Always taken. It was the reason you were in thisâŚ. situation. You were caught off guard by the direct approach. The goofy nature and warm smile. How easily you would laugh. At the time it seemed harmless. Truth be told you werenât expecting much the first time it happened. But the second your legs were open it was day and night. Jekyll and Hyde. âFucking sexual wolfman!â You laughed after a number of full body orgasms. It didnât seem that funny now or that far off. Sweet and caring one second. Depraved and ravenous the next. âIâm a well-educated womanâŚ. why did I keep letting himâŚâ A sudden tiny kick in your belly brought you to your senses. You went to comfort the baby with your hand rubbing the taut skin o f your belly. If his twin brother woke up now you wouldnât get any sleep.
You looked down at yourself and almost wanted to cry. You had always held a bit of pride in your curves but now they were everywhere. Dominating every inch of your body. Your breasts huge, heavy, and swollen with milk. Your nipples dully aching as the pressure continued to build. Your hips sore and worn out from the extra burden placed on them. Your belly hanging massively off your frame and low. the strain on your back was unbelievable. You could barely see him past your belly as he continued to tease you. You could feel his forehead resting on the underside of your belly. You had plans. A life. A good career. It was all right in front of you. But for some reason when this man came in you, you lost all reason and logic. He wanted you bred. And he didnât stop until you were swelling with his babies. Now with the constant rush of hormones running through your system you didnât stand a chance. As his warm tongue ran over the puffy and thickened lips of your sex you saw a glimpse of your future with him. He would bring you constant pleasure but you would be reduced to nothing more than a baby factory. Perpetually gravid with a baby in your belly. Your only purpose to take his seed and to labor his children into the world. Nothing more.
âIâm not a fucking brood mare!â You almost yelled aloud. Until he gently started lapping on your engorged clit. You began to try and buck your hips for more but the weight of my babies held you down. Your whimpers were music to his ears when you were like this. He brought himself up and began to slowly thrust his cock inside of you. The belly he gave you rocking up and down. âYouâre a bred woman nowâ he teased. He saw one of his babies kick you and you winced. He started thrusting harder.
My big monster hands yearn for this
I want to make you feel beautiful when youâre heavy with my baby. I want to slowly rub your massive belly and whisper in your ear how pretty you are carrying my child. I want to walk around with you, my hand on your bump, while I just beam at the world. I canât wait for us to think of names, get the nursery ready, and take the birthing classes together. I want to hold you and tell you what a good mommy youâll be when you feel tired or sad about your body. I want to pamper you like thereâs no tomorrow. Taking all the time in the world to rub and soothe your poor swollen feet, your aching back, and your gravid belly. I want you to know just how loved you are going through this.
But I also want moreâŚ.. I want to worship your growing body and absolutely destroy it. I want to treat you like my sexy fertility goddess come to life and also like my own swollen preggo slut. I want to see you on your knees, giving me the sloppiest blowjob you can. With saliva all over your mouth and hands, running down your swollen tits and belly. I want you to take my throbbing cock in your tiny hand and rub it against your stretch marked belly. I want to watch you struggle to ride me and feel all of your weight bear down as you try to grind away on my dick. I want you to press my cock in between your engorged veiny breasts and watch you lick at the tip as you work. I want to feel you gush all over me when I make your swollen pussy cum. I want to see you lying there, rubbing your milk and my cum all over your belly and breasts.
And more than anything, I want to fill you again once youâve had this baby.
heavy, full, ripe <3
I canât sit upright and I canât lie down. When I sit upright my belly forces my legs open to make room for it to sink down and rest on whatever in sitting on. When I lie down it takes a long time to get up. So now I sit in these âleaning backâ positions. And I love how itâs become indicative of how pregnant youâve made me. I love feeling the tautness of my body under the soft stretch out tops I have to wear. I love seeing the fabric of my clothes getting more and more stretched out. I love rubbing my belly with a tight shirt on. I love sliding my hand under my shirt and feeling how tight the shirt presses down on me. These body con tops accentuate every part of my heavily pregnant body. Every new curve. Every quiver. Every kick. Every day that Iâm bigger.
Eight months.
Your wife has been housing your baby girl in her womb for 32 weeks now. And sheâs exhausted.
Nothing fits. Her outfits now mostly consist of a pair of boxer shorts and one of your old t-shirts, and even those donât fully cover the bump. The only shoes she can wear are slip ons, unless youâre around to tie her sneakers for her. Sheâs got nonstop cravings, mostly consisting of dill pickles & salt and vinegar chips dipped in peanut butter. She grunts every time she has to sit down, whimpers whenever she has to awkwardly shift in bed to support her big belly. Itâs justâŚuncomfortable.
And you can tell sheâs feeling self conscious. Wants to see her friends less, would prefer to shop online than take a drive downtown. Sheâs even started covering herself up around you, barely wanting to get changed in the same room anymore.
But you just donât know why she doesnât see how captivating she truly is.
Sheâs got a gorgeous natural blush in her cheeks. Youâve always loved how cute and full her cheeks were when she smiles, but now theyâre a bit puffier. Her skin is like glass, just purely radiant and free of the blemishes that used to drive her insane. Even her hair is like silk, growing longer every day. Makes it so fun to pull on when youâre fucking her. Youâre sitting at the edge of your bed, facing the giant mirror you bought for your wall when she walks in, wearing nothing but soft cotton panties and a loose tank top. You practically drool at the sight of her.
âCâmere. Wanna show you something. Come take a seat.â
She lets out a sigh and throws her head back, preparing for the pep talk she gets every day from you and her friends. She just isnât feeling like herself. She obeys you, though, and waddles over to sit between your legs, positioning herself so that you can both see each other in the mirror.
Your hands immediately go to her belly and start rubbing soothing circles on where her hips are sinking from the sheer weight of the little girl you two made.
âYouâre so fucking beautiful. You know that? Giving me the greatest gift ever.â
She chuckles, but rolls her eyes. She does love the way your hands feel on her though, and you can feel the tension in her start to loosen up as she leans back to put her head on your shoulder.
âIâm serious. God, it takes all my willpower to not get rock hard every time I look at you. Knowing I did that to youâŚknowing Iâm the reason you can barely catch your breath when you walk. Gets me so worked up baby girl.â
Sheâs getting turned on by your words. Her hips start to grind down on your cock, begging for friction on her core.
âFuckâI know, babe. I love growing our girl for us. Just wish I remembered what it was like to not feel so huge.â
âI want you to remember this. Every time you feel like youâre not the most beautiful girl in the worldâ I want you to remember how hard I get for you. Want you to think about how youâre the only woman thatâs ever going to get my cum. Youâre the only one I want having my babies. Youâre so special, angel, can never let you forget that.â
After thatâsheâs had enough of her pussy being empty now. She unzips your shorts and pulls them and your boxers down at lightning speed. You swear you see stars when she grabs your cock and rubs it between her folds a few times before finally sinking onto it with some assistance from you. She holds your knees to keep her steady, slowly rocking back and forth to bring you deep inside. You make eye contact in the mirror in front of you, absolutely lost in the feeling of being wrapped up in each other.
âFuuuck me. I take you so well donât I? Donât I look so pretty full of your baby and bouncing on top of you?â
âMore than pretty baby. Ethereal. Such a good girl. Such a good baby mama too. Donât stop looking at yourself in the mirror. Want you to look in my eyes as you watch me fuck you.â
Both of your coils snap before either of you would like to admit. No better feeling in the world than releasing deep inside the love of your life. Itâs obviously not the first time.
And itâs not even close to being the last.
Fat and preggo
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