slut so addicted to getting pregnant that no matter how torturous birth is every single time they come crawling back, in a toxic relationship with breeding itself

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@walkingfleshlight
slut so addicted to getting pregnant that no matter how torturous birth is every single time they come crawling back, in a toxic relationship with breeding itself
not to post about my pr*gnancy kink but the whole demon-summoning circle tattooed around your pussy thing has me so fucking hot and bothered.
i get it as a bit of a joke, maybe hoping it’ll work but doubtful. but then i wake up to a thick cock inside me in the middle of the night, despite the emptiness of my room and how i’m fully clothed, and i’m just so ecstatic that it even worked. it’s much more constant than i expect, but i don’t mind, even when they choose the most inconvenient times to shove themselves inside me.
i’m so distracted i completely forget to take my birth control. and by the time i remember i have to worry about that kind of thing, it’s way too late for plan b, already full of demon spawn. having to continue my day-to-day life with a slowly growing belly, strangers smiling and congratulating me thinking i’m going to have a perfectly normal baby, and the absolute worst cravings-suddenly overcome with the need to tear out someone’s throat, immediately leaving and sobbing and full of shame at myself for daring to have those thoughts even if I don’t act on it-
and the whole time, the characteristic symptoms of pregnancy-the increased sex drive, increased sensitivity-are in full force, and i’m so, so fortunate to constantly have someone inside me, helping me through this.
scientist partner who very thoroughly documents every aspect of your pregnancy, diligently logging dozens of pages' worth of notes and updates every day, constantly taking your measurements and weighing you and feeling your belly and asking you how you feel and logging your changes in eating and
(CW: Br33ding, dub-c0n/non-c0n, implied misogyny but reader isn’t necessarily a girl, just AFAB)
New kink unlocked: someone emptying a used condom into your pussy after you pleaded with them to use protection and finally convinced them, only to do something that displeases them and get “You think you deserve a condom? You clearly need a baby in you to learn some manners” while you’re crying for them to not do it.
Yeah they just fuck it deeper inside with their bare cock before cumming in you for real this time, telling you making them wear condoms is a privilege not a right.
having a pregnancy scare, and the tests havent arrived yet since i ordered them online bc I was too embarrassed go to the pharmacy in person. and genuinely i can't afford to get pregnant right now and I already have an abortion clinic in mind if need be. but im so embarrassed by how much all my fantasies lately have been if I am, about the man who dommed me a month ago actually knocking me up, of being on my knees again sucking him but holding a swollen belly this time .
I always love it when a pregnancy "scare" actually involves the girl rubbing herself brainless to the thought of being pregnant.
Especially when you're putting off finding out. Too embarrassed to face a human being while holding a box of pregnancy tests and have them know that a man came inside you and you might have his baby in your womb, huh? You'd rather wait a little longer. You'd rather take the chance of that embryo getting just a little bigger inside of you, minute by minute and hour by hour. You'd rather be pregnant than have a stranger know that you might be.
I wonder if you'll really be able to visit that clinic. If you'll be able to let all those people know about the little secret inside you. Or if you'll just keep putting it off, day by day, week by week. Until just by waiting, you make your fantasies come true.
Catching a girl who's unprotected is the quickest path to having a cute little rape-mommy-to-be, of course. But kidnapping one who's on the pill presents opportunities.
Like leaving her tied up each day with the pill just barely out of reach, so that she has to strain and grasp for it, willing her body to stretch a little further.
Like holding it in my open hand while she sucks my cock with her hands tied behind her back, knowing that her performance will decide whether I let her lap it out of my palm or throw it across the room.
Like hearing her sob when I finally show her the monthly packages of the pills I bought, and she realizes I've only ever given her the placebos.
I just recently turned 18 but had breeding fantasies for years already as an FTM and have faced now quite the dilemma of if I should finally fulfill them.
There's this one guy who I wanted to hook up with months on end but had no actual time (until now) that keeps me waiting on the edge of my seat. He and I both find impregnation really hot and constantly and have fantasies of him creampieing me.
I'm not on any bc at all and don't really want to be pregnant but just want to be bred (logistically doesn't make any sense lol). Therefore we talked about using a condom - but that need for raw dick made me ask him if we can do the whole 'just the tip' thing where he rubs against me and my hole/maybe insert it a few times.
He has already hooked up with a few FTM's on bc and with condom, which I am really jealous of. But now the real kicker - he knocked one up that was ON bc.
I'm still talking to him, still sharing those breeding fantasies but I'm pretty certain that if I were to hook up with him I'd get 100%% pregnant. We both really want him to creampie me even though I'm not on bc, We have already agreed on just the tip stuff and I feel like that's barely a step away of him actually impregnating me considering he can be this potent.
It's such a scary thought but part of me just wants to meet him and see what happens once my legs are spread and his raw dick is pressed against my crotch.. should I go through?
Oh, of course you should. You're just the right age to make reckless mistakes.
I mean, it could be fine. You could go meet up with a man who's hungry to fuck his seed into your fertile womb and knows that you want it just as badly as he does, who's already bred one cock-craving FTM, and ask him to rub his bare cock against your pussy and push it inside just a little, just to see what it feels like... and then have him stop, pull out, put on a condom, and safely fuck you through a protective layer of latex and finish by filling up the hollow tip.
It could happen.
So it'll probably be fine, right? You're an adult - old enough to take responsibility for your future. You're not just some stupid slut who'll get pregnant just because it felt like more fun at the time.
You're already imagining what it would feel like, if you weren't smart. If his breath caught in his chest as he slid the tip of his cock into you, and he just held you down and pushed the rest in. If you stopped thinking about the consequences, and begged him to fuck his cum into you - the cum that's already made another FTM conceive. If he just pressed his cock against your cervix and started to throb.
And imagination is pretty much as good as the real thing, isn't it? You won't need him to do it, when the time comes. He'll just play with you a little, and then you'll be responsible.
After all, if you weren't responsible, you'd be pregnant. And you wouldn't just throw away your future like that. No matter how much you wanted to. No matter how good it felt when you did.
dom who whores you out to everyone else in the neighborhood instead of fucking you themselves eventually gets bored with the show because at a certain point it's all the same so they spice it up by swapping out your birth control with sugar pills
breeder who doesn't even want to be a breeder but who can't resist their own instincts. who spends birth screaming that they'll stay on birth control next time, no matter how horny and in heat they get. who ends up never even going back on birth control, and ends up on the birthing table again 10 months later.
You slowly waking up to me whimpering and crying that I don't want to get pregnant as I reluctantly but desperately slam myself down on your cock over and over again, unable to stop myself from riding you as intensely as I can, my giant tits slapping against my face and your lap as I bounce rigorously, furiously trying to get your cock as deep inside my needy, throbbing pussy as possible, clenching and rippling around you, trying to milk all of the come out of your body, even as I scream and pant and beg breathlessly for it to stop, slamming down particularly hard and grinding against you, your cock pushing against my cervix and spasming, pumping rope after rope directly into my womb and knocking me up
dom pinning you down by the wrists and looking into your eyes as they fill you up, saying "i wonder if you'll be able to feel the moment you get pregnant" before they cum
demonic possession where they take over your body and use it to go full slut mode and end up getting it knocked up and all you can do is watch, fully conscious but powerless, as your own body gets filled and bred, and then having to feel everything as your belly fills with a baby and eventually birthing it
9 to 5-er having a VERY interesting 5 to 9 this evening, miss girl may have to call out tomorrow
obsessive stalker who knows they might only get one chance to rape you who spends months preparing, planning, watching you to learn your schedule, learning your cycle to determine when you're most fertile, learning what birth control you're on and what to spike your drinks with to render it ineffective, doing research on the most efficient and effective way to knock someone up... all to make the most of their chance <3
goddd what I'd give to wake up with an inexplicable swell in my belly that gets bigger and bigger over the course of several days and then whatever is inside me starts squirming and wriggling around while I struggle to comprehend what's happening to me
Your old future - the future you imagined for yourself - started to fade the moment I selected you. By the time I forced my cock into you, it was gone forever.
But you won't have to imagine the new future I've chosen. That's part of my power, when I'm deep inside a girl. Every time I push into you, you'll see it. Feel it.
The briefest skip forward, first: to my cock throbbing inside of you, pushing my seed into your womb. I like to make a girl feel this over and over, before she understands what's happening to her, so that it feels like it goes on forever. She always tightens around me so beautifully when I do.
Then to me pulling out of you at last, leaving you broken and overflowing and alone. And to a few minutes after that - to you frantically rubbing yourself, unable to do anything but come again and again as my seed swims deeper.
And then further and faster: hours, days, weeks. The sharp pain near your ovary, as your egg is released. The first morning that you wake up full of nausea. The day that you shake and sob, staring helplessly at a pregnancy test.
Then months and months. Your belly slowly swelling. The first time you notice the eyes following you, and burn with shame. Beginning to waddle, and then struggling to stand.
At last, the birth. I always cover a girl's mouth with my hand before I show her. I love to feel that muffled scream.
Nursing, too, afterwards. Your breasts achingly full of milk for my child. Your body transformed to nourish my little miracle.
And then one last vision: the next time. The day I return to the mother of my baby. The day that you struggle underneath me again, and ovulate, and conceive.
It's always the last thrust. It always makes me go over the edge, and fill you with the future I've promised.
So I've been moving into a new apartment today and literally the only thing I can think about is taking a dip in the pool when it opens at the end of the month, maybe hanging around in the evening after getting off work, and a stranger taking me right there. No preamble. No trying to persuade me. They wouldn't need to try very hard, I freeze up when I'm scared and would be the perfect little rape victim, whimpering and crying against the unforgiving concrete until they smother my mouth with their hand.
And then, weeks later, I miss my period. I wouldn't think much of it at first. I'm irregular anyway, it's normal for me to miss a month here and there, and with the stress of moving? I wouldn't be any the wiser.
Of course the shame would keep me silent at first. Someone had proven my body was never meant to be mine in the most intimate, violating way. My coworkers and family might support me, but I know they'd be silently judging. Their perfect oldest child defiled.
I'd smuggle a test home once suspicion set in and end up staring at those damning little lines sealing my fate. I can't raise a child, but couldn't bring myself to terminate if it wasn't already too late given my state's heartbeat bill. I'd be forced to carry that little bastard child to term, never knowing who the father was. Choosing between admitting the baby was a product of rape, or lying to my coworkers about being a surrogate for a "family friend". I wouldn't be able to look them in the eye either way after I'd begin to show.
I don't think I've ever needed anything so badly before. It's taking all my willpower not to find someone to ruin my life for me.
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anon i want to ruin your life badly