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21 he/they unfortunate trans pervert

[leeyapeach]

Just a few more months left

[where-uhhhhhhh-keeps-his-horny]

If I'm slowly pressing my cock inside of you and you moan "It's so big" you must want me to put my full weight on top of you and deeply thrust myself into you. Why else would you goad me like that?

You must really need to feel the entirety of my length stretch you open as I pound against your cervix with the tip of my cock. Until ropes of my hot cum shoot deep inside your needy hole painting every inch, every crevice of your insides white

[pleasure-victim]

Concept: you’re in the process of birthing an enormous litter (large number + large babies) and they won’t. Stop. Moving. You’re trying to let yourself stretch and your massive belly is getting throttled by kicks and jerks. They even squirm in the birth canal as you’re crowning.

[riskkypreg]

bouncing on a cock, riding a man into oblivion, with both hands on my pregnant belly.

[dwps-deactivated20210614]

The Extremely Pregnant Maid Donation Drive #1: BIG!

We’ve reached past 20%! Looks like Doops can still serve tea at this size!

Donate to make her bigger!

[mirismuffins-ovo]

Here’s Yurei one of my ghost characters,he’s a college professor who ended up getting pregnant with triplets and their fraternal so he’s got two boyfriends,and the baby’s do like to kick

[sinistersir]

“I’m sorry. You just feel so good. Fuck. My dick fits perfectly inside you. Oh, god- I can’t stop. I can’t stop. Fuck. I need to fill you up. I’m gonna fill you up. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m- ”

[whydoihaveabreedingkink]

Being pregnant would make it literally impossible for me to get anything done. I'd be minding my business, doing the dishes or whatever, and accident touch my belly, and then it would be over. I'd get unbearably horny and have to go masturbate. And that would happen over and over all day, every day that I was pregnant.

[inkybinkybonky99]

awwh, your stomach hurts? here, can i feel it? it looks a little bloated. i'll rub it, if you want.

mm, i definitely feel something there. kind of feels like an egg, like, tennis ball-sized? maybe a baseball? i don't know, but it's sort of writhing. there's multiple in there, i can definitely feel them. here, feel them yourself. you feel them, right?

you think you look bigger? you want me to measure you? you're definitely getting bigger. i can feel even more this time. you're so pretty like this. so round. i'm feeling fifteen right now.. do you think you'll get bigger? i hope so.

you can feel them moving? oh, really? can I feel? mm, they really are moving a lot.. it's like they're fighting for room. lay down, i'll rub your belly. are you hungry? i mean, you're eating for.. twenty-one, now. no, i swear i'm not lying! i feel at least twenty in there! not my fault your belly's growing! it looks good on you.

god, you look like you're ready to pop. you look so good, baby. want me to rub it? i can really feel them shifting in there. it's like there's more every time, right? how long do you think until they hatch? or when you give birth? c'mon, it's okay. you're doing so well.

mm.. bellyache again? wow, they're huge now.. i feel like theres, what, thirty in here? at least? you're so good. it's okay, you'll be done soon, i'm sure.

[missprego02]

the need I feel to experience this!!!!!

it doesn’t even have to be humen!!!!

[imagineyourepregnant]

Imagine You Spill a Potent Fertility Potion... (Part 1)

My first submission! It’s going to be a two-parter. For request (395.4)

Call me Beauuu! I’ll be posting this on my blog as well. Anyone can find me at @prideofpersephone.

—–

“Mistress!” You cried as the glass bottle fell from the counter, shattering over the potted plant below. Your mistress had requested that you bring her the potent fertility potion that she’s been working on for some time in her alchemy room. You could barely reach up to grasp it from the shelf above before it fell.

“Mistress please forgive me! I’m so sorry!” You stepped away as the purple-pink liquid sunk into the soil of the pot, the plant absorbing the liquid.

Your mistress hummed as she stepped closer, a hand placed over your shoulder. Her supple lips pursed.

“Do not fret, my dear. You are a young apprentice and still learning. It is nothing to worry about.”

You turned to your mentor, her form towering over you, startled by her large bust at your face.

It was no doubt that your mistress was a beauty to any eye, with large breasts and hips, you were unsure just how someone like her had grown into the tall, voluptuous wizard that she was.

Keep reading

[boyprxgg]

Trans masc bunny here. My boyfriend recently found out about my breeding kink and,, fuck. He said he wants to breeding me until my belly is so swollen I can barely move and then he'll start using my ass every day, dumping his load in there and plugging me up. He said "just because you're pregnant doesn't mean I won't still use you" >/////< I think about it all the time, especially when he's at work and I shouldn't be touching myself, and I get so leaky when I do

how's it feel to live my dream, anon? i wish someone would promise me to get me knocked up and take care of me. plugging their seed inside to make sure i get as big as possible for them... i really think you should let him fuck you raw, or maybe even make it fun and play russian roulette with your next pack of condoms ^_^ not knowing which one had a hole until its too late and you're already starting to grow.

i understand being so leaky >/////< every time i think about having someones baby growing inside me my dick immediately starts to perk up. another reason why you should let your boyfriend cum inside you!! he'll be able to make sure your belly is so heavy and big that you wont be able to reach. you'll just have to wait until he's home to fuck you and cum inside you like he's trying to get you knocked up all over again 🩵

[ravenousrampage]

little doodle warmup. stuffing aftermath. someone seems unhappy.

[fatty-lit]

It legitimately blows my mind that some people don't find bellies attractive.

They're so cute and adorable and sexy and they're *so* much fun to play with. A big soft ball sticking out front that you can jiggle or rest your head on or squeeze or bounce.

Like there's just so much good stuff about bellies, that I really can't fit it all in one post.

And the best part about them, is if you're treating your partner well, they just get bigger and softer.

[traddykes]

being told to take that cock while you’re pinned and getting fucked is so hot cause it’s not an ask or praise, it’s an outright demand. they’re inside you, pounding your cunt so hard and slamming into you that you can barely catch your breath and you quite literally have no choice but to take it. the phrase is a mockery, made to remind you to lay there and submit, let your cunt do what it does best

[thebreedr]

The truest sign of submission is having a gravid belly. It’s a very public way to show that you gave yourself to him in the most intimate way.

[misslargerthanlife]

Thinking of getting into bed & falling asleep on my stomach as I normally do. This night, I’m a little bloated but it’s easily explained by the party I went to early—the food they had was just divine. Yet as I’m pressed against the mattress, my stomach is all I can think about. It’s firm and provides a gentle pressure with each breath.

I take a deep breath and as the air fills my lungs, I can feel something shift and the pressure increase. When I exhale, I don’t deflate. I do this again to the same result. Now, I sense that my knees are carrying most of my weight. I didn’t eat that much, right? I try to move my hips forward, get my stomach flat again, but the movement has a moan slip from my lips. My stomach is entirely firm and rounded out. The more breaths I take, the more I find myself moving the weight to my knees. I press a hand to the mattress and lift myself to my hands and knees.

Like a switch flipped, my stomach balloons out, just barely touching the mattress. I feel full, whatever is occupying my womb fitting comfortably, perfectly inside. My tits have started to ache at this point, swelling as they begin to produce milk. Nothing has ever felt better than this…

My breaths are short as it begins taking more effort to hold myself up, my stomach tender as it presses farther into the mattress. I’m forced to sit upright, knees spread apart as they make way for my middle. It’s almost like this action gave me permission to grow outwards. I have to keep adjusting my knees to comfortably fit myself. Really, all I can think about is how my body aches to be touched. I press a hand to my stomach, but it’s not enough. I move my hand to my tits and knead them, gently so the milk drips onto my fingers. It’s exquisite, but not nearly enough… Pathetically, I rock my hips into the bed. It squeaks and protests at my newfound weight. I go until I’m winded.

The growing subsides shortly, and where I once could fit another person beside me laying down, two if I was being generous, I can feel my stomach peeking over the edge of the bed, my back pressed against the wall. How much longer will I be like this?