foreverplush:

“How can I make your day better?”

Breed me and make me yours.

When he says“Come here, I need to talk to my baby”. Then gets on his knees and lifts my shirt after I waddle over.

chubbytummies:

Look at you!

Look at you! How much you’ve grown! All nice and pretty for me. For the first few months you just wear your own clothes, then you upgraded to mine. You used to wear my hoodie all the time because it was comforting, but now you do it out of necessity, your growing curves stopping all your old clothes from fitting. Then, when it was finally time to get you some maternity clothes, I did the shopping for you. I said it was because I wanted to care for you, which was true, but it also allowed me to get clothes meant for a woman a few months earlier along than you. I got perfect clothes that managed to accentuate your curves and show you off just how I wanted. Sure they were tight and maybe a little bit uncomfortable for you, but I couldn’t love them more.

I treated you like a queen. I would take you out on dates wherever you wanted, just so I could show you off. I got you all the foods you were craving so that you could be that much softer and maternal. and I made you feel sexier than ever with every passing day. Now, there was no ulterior motive there. I truly did think you were exceptional. You looked like a goddess the more you grew. As time went on it became obvious that pregnancy suited you. As your belly got more full with my children, that you were doing such a good job carrying for me. Like a good housewife.

Every time you doubted yourself I would treat you and show you just what I thought of all the changes your body was going through. All the change that I caused. All the change that I could show off to all of our friends. Your beautiful gravid belly that replaced your abs, your growing bust that made you seem that much more womanly, your hips that had a perfect gap that would come into play when the time finally came for you to push our (not very) little ones out into the world.

I would still be treating you, rubbing your back and around between your legs. I would tell you how beautiful you are. how right all of this looks on you. How utterly and gorgeously feminine you look in this moment. You look over to the camera we have set up, right into the lens, and look at your future self. The future self that you know is watching this and feeling the drive to do it all over again. Maybe you’re watching it while I’m at work, and you feel the need to relieve yourself imagining me putting another baby in you and forcing you to do this again. Or maybe I’m forcing you to watch it while I make you cum over and over, the endless torture eliciting a similar pain. You’ve become too sensitive and your muscles clench in that exact same way. Or maybe, you asked me to put it on, while you’re on all fours and ovulating, getting ready to go through all of this again. But you don’t have time to think about all of that right now, you feel another contraction coming. Your belly shrinks and the pressure mounts, you scream out in agony as you collapse back against me, the one who caused all of this. I smile down at you and kiss your sweat-covered forehead, I tell you that you’re doing a wonderful job. That it’ll all be over soon. All you need to do is push.

foreverplush:

As flattering as it can be when I receive messages and comments - in reality, I’d only want my trusted partner to breed me. I wouldn’t just do that with any person.

Having a breeding kink /for me/ results in only ttc with someone I deem as a worthy father to my child.

I’d happily give over my body to carry their child, nurture it, and love it endlessly with the devotion only a mother could give.

horny-spooky:

today i kept dreaming over having my partner all over me, fucking like any other day, thrusting his cock all the way to my cervix while sucking my tits like if in any moment they were going to burst milk out of them. i would be moaning like the slut i am.

“please, please nnnnggghhhh”i’ll moan as his grip in my thighs hardens “deeper, deeper!”

he would laugh “if i go any deeper, i’ll be in your womb”

“yes!” i would scream at that idea.

“you’d like that, won’t you?” he’d say, kissing my neck, biting me. marking me. “you’d like me to come directly in it.” i could only moan in agreement. “that way you surely would be pregnant, but, you know what? we have to be sure.” his next thrust would be deeper, deeper than any thrust. the head of his cock would be in my womb. “i’ll come in it. and then i will come again and again and again.”

“yes, please!! come inside my womb!” i’ll moan like a whore, like his whore.

“maybe if we are lucky you would be pregnant with multiples.” my eyes rolled back in my head at that idea. “you’ll be fucking big, your tits dripping with milk for our children.”

fuck, i could perfectly picture that. the skin of my belly tight and firm. my hips uncomfortably wide to give birth to our kids. everyone would know, everyone would see that he marked me in the very best way possible. i would be pregnant with his kids, his prize wife.

“you’ll leave college,” he would kept telling me. “you won’t need studies, you’ll only need to be my wife and the mother of our kids. i’ll bring money to our house,” it was so hot hearing him tell me about our future life. “i will show you off to everyone. so everyone knows you are taken, that you are a slut for my cock and my seed.”

“your slut, only yours!”

“i’ll fuck you until your water brokes, and as soon as the babies are born i’ll knock you up again. you will be pregnant forever, your slutty womb will never be empty again.”

i would be out of my mind, so fucking turn on that i would only bable nonesense as he empty his cum inside my womb, and i’ll come screaming all over him. after i would lay limp, incapable of moving. He surely knock me up after that. But after a few minutes his cock would be hard again, and he would enter my womb again.

“did you think i was done with you?” he would whisper in my ear as i shiver, incapable of deny him what is his. my cunt was his. “i already told you. i’ll come as many times as posible so that little fantasy comes true”

he would me older than me, with a good job, and i would be 19 barely in my first year of college. just a few weeks after this night i would see a little bump, i would take a pregnancy test after pregnancy test. i would be pregnant. he would be thrilled, pampering me, buying me anything i wanted. i would keep getting bigger. triplets thats what the doctor said. he would suck at my nipples until, one day milk comes out. i would soon drop college, i would be in bed rest as the triplets are too big to let me do anything. he would fuck me every day, watching my pussy dripping just as my tits.

everyone would be disappointed at me. i would be 19 and mother of three, and a slut that would never be not pregnant again.

I will claim your young body with my seed. You will spend your fertile years bearing and mothering our children while I take care of everything else…

New blog posting breeding & impregnation

I’m a 20 year old European female and recently I’ve realised that I have a really strong breeding kink and decided to create this blog

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A big belly suits her so well

Wow!

Her bump is almost as big as the ball she’s sitting on!

She carries her bump so well!

Her belly is out to her knees

Covered vs Uncovered belly

I can’t describe how hot this is

Growth Snaps #211

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