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This is a fetish blog for pregnancy and breeding kinks, sometimes with a darker or cnc tone. I especially enjoy exploring the transformative body changes that come with pregnancy. All my content is fully fantasy and I believe that everyone should have a right to bodily autonomy and that consent is always 100% mandatory.

I don't mind talking in my DMs and asks are open but do NOT send me any unsolicited pictures or I will block you. Additionally no transphobic or homophobic asks.

I am open to rping, but please check out my list of kinks to see if we have any similar interests first! :)

NON EXHAUSTIVE LIST OF KINKS UNDER THE CUT

#about

Does anyone know if there is still a way to access that pregnancy kink tier list anywhere? All the links I found were dead and it looks like it's been removed from tier maker :(

#;preg kink #delete later

broodking

tbh i think the hottest thing about preg is the progression of it. from that initial realization of what’s about to happen all the way to nine months down the line, watching yourself continue to swell and grow as your body’s overtaken by your pregnancy, leaving you completely at the mercy of your hormones. you now have no choice but to wind up huge and full, straining under the weight of your womb as it slowly dominates your torso, soon leaving you waddling. you can already feel your hips spreading and ass thickening up, thighs growing soft to match your heavy breasts–when you look in the mirror a few months later, you can hardly recognize your own body, stretched out into almost a caricature of motherhood as it is. you fucking love it, and it’s so hard to keep your hands off your massive belly or your leaking tits.

you’ve still got time enough to make things work on your own, but when you get too big to touch yourself, then–you’re just going to have to hope you find somebody willing to help you out, right? you’ll be so desperate for relief, and you’re gonna look so good begging to be filled when you’re already ready to pop; surely you won’t have trouble finding an eager helper.

#yes you get it #;preg

bigb3llybaby-deactivated2025083

it really turns me on when i hear women who didn’t mean to get pregnant complain about how big and heavy they’ve gotten.

complaining about how tight their clothes have gotten and how they can’t sit down with out their big belly’s forcing their legs apart. Knowing there’s nothing they can do about it, they just have to watch themselves get pumped up like a fucking balloon. Helpless and swollen.

starqueensterlexa

If you have ever known anyone with a kink for being hit, or beat up, or raped and you're okay with them, you also gotta be okay with the people who's kink it is to do the hitting, the beating, or the raping. At the end of the day, we're adults playing pretend, and that's it.

starqueensterlexa

With every single sub i have the first thing we ever do is establish the safe word (stoplight system), and the non-verbal safe word in case they can't talk for any reason. If I can't tell where the sub is at, I will ask them point blank what is their color, and if they can't give a response, we stop. The goal is to make the other person feel good, including pain, and the most important part us knowing your subs limits and LISTENING to them. I will *never* hurt a sub in a way that they have not explicitly expresssed interest in.

steve-likes-robots

Makes sense to me. The “getting hit” kink requires a “hitting” kink. It’s like Transformers. Megatron can’t exist without Optimus Prime.

starqueensterlexa

yes Steve, its exactly like Megatron and Optimus Prime from Transformers

think-i-have-a-kink

Part of what makes getting knocked up such a fantasy imo is the fact that it’s sort of like your partner is claiming your body for their own purpose. Once your tummy is swollen and round everyone who sees you will know that someone fucked you good and deep. Everyone will know that someone claimed you as theirs and that they put their baby right in that belly of yours. You can’t hide a bump like that forever, no matter how hard you try. And your partner just gets to watch in satisfaction as you grow, knowing that your body is creating their baby.

angel-in-your-basement

It’s okay to have fantasies that you would never want to do in reality. It’s okay to have fantasies that you don’t want to do with other people. It’s okay to try things in real life and decide you only like them in fantasy. It’s okay to only like certain things in certain contexts. You don’t need to prove anything to anyone. You are not any less valid in your kinks if you enjoy the idea of them more than the reality.

thereisselfpreservation

I'm seeing warnings about scammers trying to commission artists but the "reference sheet" for their character they want commissioned isn't an image but a .vbs file ("visual basic script"), and will run a script when you open it, probably to yoink your account(s), but I haven't seen this from anyone who's actually clicked it yet. Just be careful and never open a file like that, 'cause people suck.

thereisselfpreservation

For reference (heh)

At a glance, file name checks out. But!! Do not open a .vbs file!!!

bigb3llybaby-deactivated2025083

the hottest thing about getting pregnant is the thought that your body will helplessly grow no matter what and you can’t stop it~

even better is having a partner that is so enamoured by how big you’re getting that they completely obsess over you. Constantly grabbing your big tight belly and telling you how much more you have to grow~

ughhh

#yesss #;preg kink #;impreg kink

thesoftestbreeding

✨NSFT ASK LIST - BREEDING THEMED✨

I've seen a lot of ask lists out there, but I've never found one centered around breeding kink, so I decided to make my own >:3

Is breeding just a fantasy to you, or are you actively trying / planning to conceive?

What do you like the most in breeding kink?

If given an opportunity, would you risk having unprotected sex?

Would you rather be bred by a stranger or someone you're close with?

What additional kinks do you have that go hand in hand with breeding?

Prefer to breed or be bred? Or both?

What inspired your breeding kink?

What is your ultimate breeding fantasy?

Favorite breeding related tropes?

Favorite breeding related porn/smut?

Any breeding related icks?

Are you submissive or dominant when your breeding kink kicks in?

What breeding related kinks are you *NOT* into?

If you have a pregnancy kink, how big would you like your belly / your partner's belly to get?

Is there a celebrity / fictional character you'd like to breed / get bred by?

What would your ideal breeding session look like?

Would you and your partner rather use pregnancy tests or just wait for the signs?

Do you have any advice for people who are into breeding?

Is there anything related to the breeding kink you're curious about?

Are there any breeding scenarios you'd like to roleplay?

How would you feel if your breeding kink got you pregnant?

What's the easiest way to trigger your breeding kink?

Does (consensually) lying / getting lied to about protection / pulling out turn you on?

Would you like to be bred by multiple people / be a part of a group, breeding a single person?

When ranking all of your kinks, where does your breeding kink fall (low, neutral, NEED)?

What is your favourite position to get bred / breed in?

Would you like to be bred / breed someone while you're asleep?

Would you like to be bred by / breed a couple trying to conceive?

Is there anything in particular you do when masturbating to breeding fantasies?

Do you find pregnant bodies attractive?

Do you use any kind of birth control?

#Feel free to ask!

constantnbpreg

truly my favorite aspects of pregnancy has to be the lost of control.

there’s just something so hot about how at a certain point, you can’t stop the changes that is going to happen to your body when growing a baby. the baby is just going to keep growing and you just have to let it happen. let your belly, once slim and flat, now so giant and round. the weight of it making your back arch and you moan…

and that’s not it either. because the way your body transforms? it doesn’t just snap back to your previous self after that baby is birthed. no. all of it stays. stretch marks stay, hips are permanently widened… sometimes it’s hard to shake off that baby weight too, a new softness to your figure that wasn’t there before the baby. while that huge belly is gone, the way your childbearing hips sway as you walk tells the whole world just how you were once bred. shows people passing by just how fertile you are

and how your body is just begging to get knocked up all over again

#;preg kink #Absolutely

rotundforfun

I don’t ever really get into overtly romantic/kind breeding and pregnancy. Like if a stable couple decides to have a baby and they lovingly have sex and get pregnant with a single baby. Great, but kind of boring.

On the other hand, I also don’t really love forced preg/really mean breeding, where the person becoming pregnant is treated incredibly poorly.

I feel like there’s a very hot middle ground where the breeder cares about the other person but still wants them to absolutely blow up with child. That they’ll do everything in their power to fuck as many babies as possible into them but will stick around to take care of them. Especially when that involves turning the person into the most obviously-fertile version of themselves.

Situations where the bred one still trusts their partner but is actively miserable and humiliated is just *chefs kiss*

#Yes absolutely!#I can enjoy softer and meaner stuff at times too but the middle ground is often the hottest

greenlotusleaf

Don’t you think you’d like me with a full, heavy belly, straining tight against my shirt? It might be so heavy it would make it difficult to stand up straight– so much more comfortable just to let it pull me forward onto my hands and knees. How close would my big, round belly hang toward the ground, do you think?

I can imagine the feeling, of being so taut and swollen, and of swelling a little more each day. Can you imagine it, too? I’m sure clever you could figure out plenty of ways to tease my growing body, couldn’t you? I’m sure I’d be so needy, and so grateful for your tender attentions. After all, it wouldn’t get easier to take care of myself, while growing so much bigger.

It would be inevitable, after all, that I’d keep on growing, a little bigger each day. It would be out of my control, wouldn’t it? Driven by the needs of my hormones and my appetites, plumping up all over but especially my belly, now a huge, full dome…. I’d be on a path I couldn’t turn back from.

Don’t you think you could put me on that path?

Don’t you think you’d enjoy it as much as I would?

Imagine: this slender body, blowing up– this flat belly, rounding out. Imagine my hips, widened and cushioned, and flaring out above fat little thighs, and my chest, grown out of control into plump, jiggling tits that leak milk down onto my huge, swollen belly….

All this, because you wanted it for me. All this, because you did this to me, transformed me…. And it won’t stop until it’s over and when it is, you might just decide to do it to me again.

Come put your hand on my belly, and just imagine for a minute.

sicklysweetie-deactivated202408

I’m nowhere near done yet but I’m getting so, so heavy. I feel like an overripe fruit about to burst. I’m plumping up so fast I can’t contain my belly in any of my tight maternity dresses, let alone anything I used to wear before I got pregnant. I get winded to easily to do any work, my waddle slows me down so much that I’m better off staying off my feet entirely, which leaves me with no choice but to just keep swelling until I pop. Every morning I wake up thinking I can’t grow any rounder than I already am, only to wake up plumper and fuller the next morning. It doesn’t matter how heavy I feel or how much I want to move around or fit in my clothes, I have no choice but to keep growing.

cuddly-dom-deactivated20230525

I'll never stop thinking about gently yet firmly breeding someone. Cuddling and petting them all over as our hips grind together, whispering praise into the crook of their shoulder as I force my length deeper into them. Clinging to them so hard it hurts and sharp gasps escape their lips every time I guide their pliant body. Just manhandling them into a mating press, roughly moving them into any position where I can cling to them as they take my cock. I can't stop it's too good I can't stop telling them how incredible it feels, how much I love them, how much I need to empty my load as deep as I can, they were made for this, their burning heat exists for me to pump full of hot cum... Fuck I won't even be able to stop once I've flooded them with my load, I'll have to fuck it deeper, use my cum as lube and keep my cock warm until I can fill them all over again. They're so perfect, so obedient, craving every drop until I'm spent, we need eachother so bad, we're so desperate for this, I need you, you're mine, mine, mine.

heavybellyprincess

Something I’ve been thinking about lately is how much I crave the heaviness of pregnancy. Not only would you have filled me up so good that my belly arches forward in front of me, an enormous rounding curve of fully pregnant belly leading the way when I waddle, but it will feel so heavy.

I’ll arch my back, hand firmly placed on my lower spine, just to try and carry it but the weight of the huge belly you’ve given me will just sink farther and farther down into my hips; the oblong shape of the belly will keep pulling me forward and down. I won’t be able to waddle anywhere without letting out desperate little grunts, each step forward a monumental effort to manage the huge load you’ve given me to haul around.

My hands will restlessly shift from the top of the rounded curve to my back, as I shift my weight from side to side, and then desperately try to hold up some of the weight from the bottom of my belly. But nothing I do provides relief for long, especially as my belly hangs low on my hips the farther along I get in this pregnancy, overdue by days….so I continue to restlessly moan as I try to move anywhere.

If you saw me like this when you came home…panting as I slowly waddled towards the kitchen, heavy belly torpedoed and arched in front of me…breasts resting full and milky on the long shelf of my belly…my gait impossibly wide and hands roaming all over my body, desperately seeking relief….what would your reaction be?

femalegazeforpregnancy

So many things to be self conscious about while heavily pregnant in public. Getting so in your head about different things in different scenarios is so overwhelming

One of the things I focus on the most is how I feel when walking around with him. Whether he’s next to me or holding my hand. I feel like a walking billboard that says “this guy fucked me. He claimed me. I’m his. He did this to me, my body is changing because of him.”

Depending on my mood I’ll revel in it or feel like I want to hide away. Sometimes I look at him and I just love him so much, I’m glad to be carrying his baby and we walk around holding hands and I feel so lucky to be with him. I feel loved and I feel confident. Other times I walk around and wish I could disappear from public view. I feel people’s eyes on me see instead of reveling i want to make myself tiny. Sometimes I feel ridiculous in how big I’ve gotten. I feel huge, I am huge, I’m waddling, I’m hungry, I’m tired.

And yet I also wonder how many people look at me and wonder if I got pregnant on purpose or by accident. How many people look at me and wonder if this was a result of me being irresponsible. When my belly button pops out of my shirt and my whole underbelly is exposed i feel like that’s how people look at me. And when I don’t realize that my shirts slid up, I panic, and in that panic I wonder how many people saw me, belly just rolled out. I get so self conscious about it.

When my belly button popped out, oh my gosh it looked so aggressive. It felt like an assertion of how pregnant I am. Now that I’m even bigger it’s flatted because my belly has stretched so big. I prefer it be so stretched out it’s flattened. When it first popped out it felt like an extra billboard on my body.

Another neon sign that reminded everyone that I was pregnant. It was something that I really focused on, which was crazy. My tits we’re already spilling out of my bras like crazy, my stomach completely round. But the belly button popped out aggressively is what made me the most self conscious. I think it’s because when my shirts rolled up it felt like something so intimate to expose about myself. I don’t know what other people’s belly buttons look like. But suddenly my shirt rides up and everyone knows what mine looks like. And while it was popped out, it was a clear indicator of how high or low I was carrying. At one point my belly button was at the very bottom of my underbelly. As it started to drop my belly button started to climb higher and flattened out, and now I’m tear drop shaped.

None of my clothes fit at all. None of my shirts can cover me. The bottom of my stomach is always hanging out. I am always supporting it with at least one hand. And I love when you rub just the that part. The most round part now. I love your hands on me, feeling what you’ve done to my body. It’s so intimate, when it’s just me and you it feels so right. When I’m out in public the intimacy of it all feels so exposed.

This far along, this heavy, this low, this pregnant, I only want you to see me like this. This is because of you.

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