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certainty2witch · 26 days
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Finally i drew this, i wanted to make it for so long!
Let’s start saying that this scenario is exclusive of one of my aus, more precisely the “revolutionary crocodile au”.
Here Crocodile decided to visit Dragon and told him about their baby, in the canon version he refused to do that, and kept the pregnancy a secret.
This means that while in this au, Dragon stayed by his side and Crocodile got love and attentions from all the revolutionary army (despise being betrayed and hurt by his old crew, part of my own version of his past), in the canon he just thought Dragon betrayed him too, not searching him during his absence (for hiding his pregnancy) and left luffy to him, and then disappeared again for doing what we all know Crocodile was doing in Alabasta.
About the dialogue, Crocodile being so insecure about Dragon not abandoning him is due to his crew’s betrayal. And pregnancy didn’t help his mood.
Luffy’s name was chose by Dragon.
If i need to add or change some tags let me know!
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e-m-p-error · 2 months
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🦴 | Is it for Vox? Vincent? Some previously unused combination??? No idea! Dealers choice.
Send 🦴 For Valentino To Call Your Muse A "Good Boy/Girl!"
[ Valentino ]
With a heavy breath, Valentino placed his hand on his back and tried his best to bend forward. A frustrated growl left him when his stomach betrayed him, not letting him get all the way down to reach his phone on the floor.
Vox was busy with something with Hellaina, and Velvette wasn't on his floor right now. He recalled Dia being over, supposedly coming to check on him, but he hadn't seen her, yet. When he heard the doors open, he called out suddenly.
"Oi, Chiquita! Be a good girl and get your ass in here! I can't reach this fucking--" His voice broke and he gave a choked sob. Why was this getting him so damn emotional?!
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gimme-a-thrust · 2 years
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Fic Preview - Fuck It, Let’s Do It In The Kitchen
So, this is a trade fic with @charsawdeath! They’ve already completed their half, and I’m working on theirs. They had a rough day and have given me permission to post this to surprise them and cheer them up some! 
Quick warning for Mpreg and Food!
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“Whatcha makin’?” Sashaying into the room, he extended his legs so he could sit on the counter, taking in the array of sub sandwiches that Ozzie had been working on. There were meatball ones, regular lunchmeat ones, a couple that looked like they’d been carved from a turkey or chicken, and a couple of vegetable ones.
“What do you think?” Chuckling again, Ozzie shook his head, “Sandwiches. Tried to cover all the bases just in case.”
“You didn’t make what I want, though.” Huffing playfully, the imp crossed his arms over his chest and his lips turned into an exaggerated pout.
“Yeah? What’s that?” Placing the top bun onto the last of the sandwiches, he rose a brow at his lover. “Peanut butter, butter, cheese, and Cheetos!” Grinning like a maniac, Fizzarolli perked up and wiggled a little against the marble beneath him. The bull and goat heads’ noses wrinkled, but Ozzie’s main head did his best not to show his evident disgust. Whatever Fizzarolli was craving would be provided, because Ozzie wasn’t going to deprive him of things he and the babies needed, but Hell’s gates, sometimes he couldn’t believe the combinations that he wanted.
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[ Closed Starter For @southxparkxafterxdark || Vernon ]
[ Ris ]
The few people that he had in his life that were positive had been talking around him, lately. Ris had spent a lot of time thinking, a lot of time cleaning and conditioning the wood in the church, and it had him at a standstill. Never in his life had fostering gentleness been so much as encouraged, and certainly never rewarded... 
But Maxi had suggested that he learn, and that it was never too late to. He assured him that, while making amends was most difficult because the other party wasn’t obligated to forgive you, it was still worth it. There wasn’t the usual light in the Father’s eyes when he stated that God was the one that mattered. God would forgive you for trying, even if those you trespassed against hadn’t forgiven you.
And that was what had him following Vernon around for about an hour or so. If he just didn’t do it, he didn’t do it, and if he finally grew the balls to talk to him, then he did.
Dropping down off of the roof he’d been watching him from, Ris ran his hand through his hair. Shaking it out, he tried to hide that he hadn’t really been putting effort into his appearance as of late. ‘Tousled’ wasn’t really something that he usually went for, but anything that took too much time lately was growing tiresome.
“Vernon,” He finally spoke, straightening up and pushing his shoulders back, hands at his sides and palms out, “A word, if you don’t mind? I’m...” Defenseless, as Arlo had pointed out to him the evening of what he considered their first date, wasn’t really a good word for him, “...Entirely stripped of weapons that I wasn’t born with. Defenseless may not be the best word for it, but that is the one I have.”
Sighing, he slowly moved his hands up towards his head, closing his eyes as he tried to think.
“I’m here on account of both of our families. At the very least, to... Talk.” ‘Apologize’ would come if he still had his head in a few moments, “As you can see, the belt is only here, today, to keep my clothes on my body.” All of his usual weapons were missing, and, as he’d stated, the only weapons he still had on him were because he couldn’t very well remove them. It would take a lot of time and effort to remove his teeth and claws, and the hope was that Vernon wouldn’t hold that against him. 
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nurbrotheadfull · 4 months
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Anyways here’s some art so that i give you something more than simple words of wisdom
…and life updates
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haroldthehuckleberry · 2 months
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Step-Son MPreg
CW- mpreg, sex, language, Step-Son X Step-Dad storyline
I always fancied my step-dad since i met him i thought he was hot, hes a classic himbo, hes tall, muscly, blonde and stupid as can be.
I never knew if he was purposefully flirting with me of was just too stupid to understand it was wrong, but it being wrong made me so horny, id often wank off after he’d compare our hand sizes, snuggle up to me or even bend over to empty the dishwasher, anything and everything he did turned me on so hard! he always wore clothes that left nothing to the imagination, short-shorts, crop-tops or no tops! My actual dad loved this about him and it made me so jealous seeing them cuddle and kiss and then one day… my dad went on a business trip. it was now or never.
i came downstairs in my dressing-gown and boxers showing off my abs and mediocre pecs i walked into the living room to my step-dad half asleep on the couch only in his briefs and white running socks, sweating and scratching his perfect body when he saw me he woke up a little and pushed a finger into his underwear suggestively “oh… hey man” he said in a gruff half awake voice “h-hey” i stammered taken aback by how horny he already seemed my cock visibly swelled in my already tight boxers. he glanced down to it quickly and blushed “come here pal i have something to show you” he said gesturing for me to walk over- i follow his orders and sit next to him, he places his hand on the back of my head and pulls me in for a deep long kiss. i rest my hand on his groin and feel his cock twitch and harden through his pants i then slowly kiss his neck, then his chest, then his abs until his beautiful totem-pole of a cock is in-front of my face. i confidently slip it all into my throat in one go and he lets out a little moan.
i suck him off for what feels like an hour before he pulls me up by my armpits and spins me around, he lifts my dressing gown up and squeezes my ass before bending me over the couch as he teases my underwear down making my cock twitch due to the prolonged friction, he then rubs the head of his penis along the outside of my un-used hole while i beg for his cock i then moan loudly as he slides it all in at once. he grabs the hair on the back of my head and holds my cock in the other one of his massive veiny hands his expert technique instantly turns me into a worthless hole only purpose is to please him, after a few hours of fucking and cumming we fall asleep on the couch naked together.
after a few more days of constant fucking, sucking and cumming my real dad comes home and we have to start being discrete, doing it in one of our cars or while hes away or even just quietly under the kitchen table, the closer he is, the hotter we find it.
after months of this i notice a small ball in the centre of my stomach while getting dressed i think nothing of it and carry on and on until its too obvious to hide under baggy clothes, i tell people im just bulking cause i want to build mass, i wanted to believe it but me and my step dad knew it was more.
his cum must be super-human i quickly became the biggest pregnant person id ever seen i stuck to my story but less and less people believed it that was when my dad confronted me “hey buddy!” he said putting his head around my door into my room as i lay weighted down by my planet-belly, “ive noticed that your clearly pregnant” i try to sit up and defend myself but it takes me far to long to even start bending my mid-section “you dont need to deny it i know what it looks like-you where one hell of a baby! anyway i was just wondering who the daddy was and if hes in the picture” i knew he was asking because my other dad was never in the picture “well erm he kind of is” i finally admit rubbing my tight taught skin “its m-my step dad” i say defeated. “no fucking way!” my dad says more surprised than angry he finally steps fully in my room without a shirt on revealing his own pretty-large pregnant belly…
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starcrosstoons · 2 months
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I call this drawing “let the poor man sleep, he’s going through it” a messy coloring and sketch!
Also his back is gonna be absolutely awful after that nap. He won’t be in less pain later either so it’s not going to help!
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kote-tristan · 4 months
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XD
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i want that man pregnant on my desk by noon
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hakusins · 3 months
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Cw pregnancy
Ren doodle dump because I miss my wife
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e-m-p-error · 11 months
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[ @charsawdeath || Continued From Here || Vox ]
[ Valentino ]
It took him a second to process that. He'd-- He? He was the father? Oh, that sure put a pep in his step, so to speak. A grin blossomed over his face before it faltered.
"You, uh. Gonna keep that, or...?" He sounded hesitant, like he didn't know if he wanted to hear the answer.
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mpreghotties2 · 3 months
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Alan Ritchson pregnancy photos part 1
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[ @southxparkxafterxdark LIKED For A Starter || Ryder ]
[ Ris ]
Ris didn’t like to be seen as weak, even if he expected Ryder not to think of him any differently. Their entire lives had been spent together thus far, and even the days when he hadn’t been able to handle something, Ryder hadn’t judged him. Not to his face, at least, and that had saved them both a lot of suffering.
It had been wearing on him for a while, now, though, and he had finally had enough of it. 
This entire foray into interdimensional travel proved to be too much for him, and he felt like he could never go home, even if he did fulfill his orders. They would know that he’d hesitated, that he’d even gone completely feral for a while, and that he could have operated more efficiently. Even if he never reported it, even if Ryder didn’t report it, someone would.
And he’d been staring at himself a lot the last few days, been touching his stomach, focusing on his body more than usual. When he’d woken up that afternoon in the Confessional again, he’d heard it.
Even his mother would have advocated for the removal of the little heartbeat that had started.
Taking care of his duties in the church while he thought about it, tried to rehearse what he might say in his head, he had wasted most of the day hesitating. Ryder had absolutely made it known that he wanted this with him, but Ris was starting to have cold feet.
He’d never felt more anxious in his entire life than he had in the last few months.
Walking into the graveyard with purpose, his steps only made a few crunches as he made his way to Ryder where he worked. Taking his wrist in hand, he sucked in a deep breath before finally sighing.
“I need you.” 
...That hadn’t been what he thought was going to come out. That hadn’t at all been what he had been rehearsing in his head for two hours. He’d practiced and run through eight different ideas with as many outcomes as he could plan for, and yet?
I need you.
He flinched at the tone of his voice, and instantly looked away, eyes on the gravestones a few feet away.
“I-- I, uh...” Oh, that sounded worse, Ris never stammered like this, even as a child, “I have news.” This came out much quieter, a lame attempt at fixing what he’d just messed up.
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nurbrotheadfull · 3 months
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They 🙏
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haroldthehuckleberry · 3 months
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Pregnant boy-toy 3/3
CW- mpreg, birth denial, punishment, degrading
it is now months ago since i came to tell him about the pregnancy, i still hadnt given birth… daddy didnt let me. i am unbelievably massive all i do is lie legs and arms spread on my bed my planet of a stomach weighing me down, my daddy comes in whenever he pleases uses my cunt and cock to keep me dick-drunk and it works, i dont think about my ever-stretching skin on my belly, i dont think about the milk leaking out my massive pecs all i think abiut is when i can next please my daddy
he brought another slut home today. hes being punished, hes not as obedient as me hes in another room begging to be let out until our daddy stuffs him with his super-cum i can only imagine how long hell be here, my daddy promises ill be here for ever, he says it threateningly but every-time he does say it my cunt throbs and cock twitches, anything he says gets me hot and bothered, he sees this and uses it to his advantage teasing me whenever he wants knowing i wont cum until he makes me knowing i wont cum until hes cum in me as much as he wants, and to think only months ago this idea freaked me out all i want know is to be used as his slut all i want now is his approval all i want know is his spawn filling me.
i rub my tight tummy as his spawn moves around while i day dream about daddy coming into my room after punishing the other slut loudly and fucking my boy-cunt deeply and aggressively its all i can think about then suddenly i get a deep contraction i let out a short scream before cutting myself off because i know daddy hates it when i make too much noise, on queue he storms in angrily.
“s-s-sorry d-daddy but i think i-its time” i stammer pathetically at him, he walks over in the nude allowing his perfect body to breathe he looks at my cunt and says “its definitely crowning” before placing his massive hand on the head and sliding it into my as my belly expands a bit more and my cock twitches and my nipples leak milk i let out a shallow moan “only when i say will you let my spawn out, understood slut?” i nod in agreement waiting for him to fuck me but he doesnt he just keeps making sure his baby doesn’t come out as i try my hardest to defy biology for him i clench my cunt tightly and hold the bottom of my belly (as bottom as i can reach which isnt very close) trying anything i can to not allow his spawn to leave my womb, after what was possibly hours he leaves me trusting me to not let his spawn out.
and i dont. ive been here for god knows how long and never given birth im so pregnant my skin is all but see through my pecs are breasts at this point and… i love it. i live to serve my daddy when he pleases ill allow his children out, by this point the other sluts hes brought back all behave too there is no more begging for freedom or birth we all live to be his breathing cum-buckets, theres about 7 of us and at various stages of pregnancies i can assume ive only seen one when daddy first brought him in and forgot to close my door he looked already about 7 months along so i can only dream of his size now.
truth is i didnt want to be pregnant but now its all i love for, if daddy let me birth then released me the first thing id do is get knocked up again, its the most amazing thing to have happened to me that fait-full night.
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kote-tristan · 5 months
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I have returned <( ̄︶ ̄)>
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