[yearningpaws]

about me. ❤︎ mirelle or mimi. twenty-one. they/them. femme lesbian. virgin. pillow princess. i am fat + leaning plus-size. also a lover of all things tummy related! (this is a side blog! interactions + follows come from @g*********femme)

more info. ❤︎ asks are open! i rarely reply to dms (sorry!), i post randomly, my posts are formatted based on dark mode (idk if the pink text can be seen on white background, but i apologize if not!)

kinks. ❤︎ breeding (+ pregnancy), lactation, tummies, soft feederism (light inflation/bloating/stuffing), somno, edging/overstim, size difference, praise, voice kink, light pet play.

hard nos & limits. ❤︎ ageplay/ddlg, pain, anything bathroom related, mommy/daddy kink, raceplay, slave/master, anything misogynistic, detrans, dykebreaking, ++ i'll add as i go

[h0rny4tummy]

I haven’t drawn Lottie in forever… my babygirl…

[bethbellies-deactivated20250427]

thinking about tummies that are sooooo tight and full that you’ve got to arch your back to give the belly the most room possible. literal gold

[toomuchbirth]

I'm sorry, did I tell you to stop?!

Oh, no, I'm aware. You think I can't feel how low the head is? Fuck... It's right there... I'm so close to finally being done...

Excuse me, you're not done either! I know I'm bulging. It's about to crown on the next push. But your mouth on my clit was helping, and you're going to keep going until I tell you it's not anymore!

If you have a problem with it, I'll let your wife know that you aren't properly supporting your mistress through the birth of your affair baby! That's right. Get your lips wrapped around it... Fuck... Oh god, I gotta push-

NGGGGHHHH don't stop don't stop don't STOOOOPPPP!

God it burns, burns, I'm opening uuuupppp!

Ok... Ok... Fuck... Please, kiss my lips...

No, idiot... The ones down there... I don't care how tight around the head they are. Let little birth strains trail from them to your lips... How do I taste, having your secret, shameful baby? Becoming a single mom for you?

You're damn right, "amazing". Mngh... Oh, oh god it wants to come! Get down there, now! Take me in your mouth! Fuck! Pushing!!!

Your baby is coming out! Can't stop!

[yearningpaws]

i'm already needy as is...but i know getting pregnant would make me even worse! ♡

[yearningpaws]

having our christmas meal at home, but we make it more us... you're making my favorite foods—something you know i can eat a lot of. we prebought snacks & drinks to have on hand. making sure i didn't eat much the night before so i'm able to stuff myself silly all day. my real christmas present to you is letting you stuff my belly until i pop! ♡

[yearningpaws]

the intimacy of an early stage belly...knowing that only you & your partner will know about the pregnancy. the moment you start instinctively rubbing your growing stomach. that barely there bump, you can surely pass it off as bloating. keeping that secrecy in the two of you knowing something that others don't. ♡

[yearningpaws]

being plus size & getting pregnant...thinking about the insecurities that come with my baby bump not being able to really show early because of all the extra fat i carry in my tummy. i don't even start showing until the 24+ week mark. my belly still has that extra fat at the bottom.

my boobs already massive, getting even bigger. ready to feed our little one once they arrive. & not to mention, the plush of my thighs getting even softer & my hips widening to give me a full form. you're constantly telling me how i already look like a mom—my body reacting beautifully to the changes caused by my pregnancy. ♡

[yearningpaws]

once we comfirm i'm pregnant & my belly gets that small firmness that i just can't seem to hide anymore, you using words as if i was already overdue.

calling me massive, gigantic, huge. telling our friends how i'm so swollen & that i'm ballooning out. holding a firm hand on my little bump that's forming, telling strangers that the baby babies in my belly are going to make me blow up in size, how i'm gonna be so full & round. it's only a matter of time before my tummy becomes a taunt & tight ball full of life. ♡

[fleursinthewall]

Imagine if you will: a downright miserable carrier. Their belly is stuffed to the brim with three large babies. Their skin a painful red and terrible itchy. They moan every time something brushes it including their shirts. Don’t get me started on when the babies get active. They clutch their massive belly groaning and whining as the occupants of their womb writhe and their belly distorts. Helplessly rubbing their sensitive belly to calm the restless litter. They can’t wait to pop.

[divinehedone-deactivated2025122]

telling people actively trying to make me fatter “if I didn’t know better, I’d think you were trying to make me fat” will do it for me every fucking time.

bonus points if they protest that they’re doing nothing of the sort while handing me a second plate.

[yearningpaws]

once the insecurities hit, all i crave is the feeling of someone's warm hands worshipping my tummy. catching me standing in front of the mirror, turning in every way to look at the extra fat around my tummy. pulling me into a hug from behind, whispering in my ear about how much you adore my tummy & how cute it is. gently turning me around so we face each other, you getting on your knees so you're face-to-face with my midsection. your warm hands rub my belly as i look down at you with the most loving smile. ♡

[yearningpaws]

we're at the age where all of our friends are starting families & having kids. we haven't fully talked about it but you occasionally catch me sitting, looking at photos of my friends & their newborns with a somber longing expression flashing through me. getting all the presents for everyone then coming home to fold them neatly into their respective bags. you catch the soft smile on my face, almost like i'm in a trance. the baby fever hits us both suddenly hard, waiting for the chance that one of us acts one it. ♡

[softroundbunny]

trying to study for finals but your big, heavy baby is quite the distraction !!!

first, you hear my quick, concise typing and then as follows for the past hour- i grunt and then a soft patting sound follows. you know thats me rubbing and softly patting my belly, hoping the baby calms from my touch. you smile as you prepare me a surprise study snack platter.

after this, you know i probably have a pout or scowl on my face (i do). you hear the bed creak as i readjust my position. the rustling that follows is definitely me frowning as i tug my shirt over my round belly, and that grunt of effort is me readjusting my lap top on the cozy little lap desk you bought me.

(it so doesn’t work as well anymore because my lap is full of belly but i try!)

your practically smirking as you walk into our room, a beautiful platter of my favorite snacks in your hands. when i finally come into your field of vision you can’t help but stop in your tracks and lean against the doorway. a scowl turned soft smile on my face, both of my hands on my belly tracing our little one’s movements. “yea, i think mama needs a break too.” i whisper to my big belly.

once you make your presence known and drop a kiss onto my round tummy- there really isn’t much studying done after ;3

[yearningpaws]

getting my period & all i want is to have a partner who can come rub my belly... telling me how they're so sorry it didn't work this time. whispering comforting words while we cuddle so my headache doesn't worsen. pressing a warm hand to my lower bad to ease the ache. carrying me to the bed where we can lay down to take a much needed nap. i just want to feel their hands warming up my lower belly. & hopefully next time we won't have to worry about my pesky period cramps. ♡

[yearningpaws]

my first thanksgiving filled to the brim with your baby!!! i insisted on cooking this year. my frilly pink apron tied haphazardly around me so i don't get ingredients on my new maternity shirt. my belly getting in the way of my cooking. being unable to reach to the shelves, bumping into the counters—i'm lucky to have you with me to help out. ♡

[softroundbunny]

squeezing into your shirts when i’m further along into my pregnancy. your shirts were already pretty snug on me pre-baby bump. the material would cup my breasts and wrap around my belly just a bit but otherwise, it would fall loosely around the tops of my thighs.

now, after letting you breed me, your silly band t-shirt is practically warped around my round baby bump. it hardly covers my thighs let alone my panties, but you love it that way.

the very night you first lend me your shirt you already knew you wanted to see it stretched out by your baby :3