#hyperpreg

[lemon-shortbread]

Tender, gentle but teasing doms own the entirety of my heart, having somebody sweet but still teasing is like my favorite thing when it comes to preg stuff.

"Aw, look how big you're getting for me, pumpkin.."

"Look at how cute you are when you waddle!"

"You're doing such a good job carrying my little ones, darling."

"Oh wow, you're two inches bigger than when we measured your belly last time. Good job, love."

"You're carrying our little ones so well, you really were built for this, huh?"

#preg kink #pregnancy kink #{august's mumbles} #nbpreg #mpreg #fpreg #hyperpreg

[blubelly]

Master was certainly right about me being fertile. Not too long and I’ll be bedridden

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[wesoftupinhere]

some ladies

#my art #doodles #fpreg #hyperpreg

[claraspregs]

Hyperpreg!!!

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[ftmbreedingbitch]

guess my christmas present came early this year 💖

#bd/sm breeding #belly expansion #breeding bitch #breeding k1nk #breeding pet #breeding toy #forcedpregnancy #ftm breeding #hyperpreg #monster breeding #pregblr #preggo kink #pregnant #rapid pregnancy

[pregmothy]

"C'mon, arms up puppy."

I raise my arms. I'm far along and have been complaining about the weight and pressure. My belly was so full of life, and my tits so full of milk; the sheer pressure was getting to me. Kicky babies pound my sides, causing ripples along taut skin. You said you'd give me an inspection. A check-over to see how I'm doing; if the strain is enough, we might have to induce labor.

Another kick forces another sad whine from my throat. I looked pitiful, really. My belly swollen with your litter, veiny and dark. My tits were sore from the milk. Tearful eyes cast down as I pleaded with whatever divine being could hear me for the pups to be out soon. I was big, sore, tired, and overdue.

You paced around me slowly, thoughtfully. Kneeling down, you put cool hands on my overheated skin, making me moan at the slight relief. You rubbed over my belly, fingers tracing skin and stretchmarks. To my dismay, a part of your inspection was pressing on my belly to test the pressure. I groaned as your hand moved all over, pressing on it uncomfortably and rousing the babies.

"There there, pup. I'll be done soon. Just keep those arms up, ok?"

I'm a good puppy, so I let out a huff and bear it. Keeping my arms up, you move to my swollen tits. Your hands, now warmed, grope and squeeze, pinching at my nipples, which bead white at the tips.

"Good... good." you say under your breath. Your eyes stare heavily and intently at my gravid form.

Your hands then wander, down my back, over my legs and thighs, reconvening underneath my swollen stomach at my cunt. You keep one hand on my lower back as the other combs through my bush to reach my wetness. While still not in the most comfortable positions, I can't help but feel aroused at your hands wandering over my sensitive parts. And speaking of sensitivity, I'm very responsive as your hand teases me. Swollen and wet, my arms tremble and falter as your fingers press into me.

Before they can completely lower, your hands leave by cunt. "There you go, puppy. See, that wasn't too bad." you reassure, rubbing my back with your dry hand. "I know it hurts, but you're not ready yet, sweet pup. You're gonna have to wait a little longer."

My eyes tear up, and I break out into a fit of whines. Please, it's so heavy, and I'm so full. I don't think I can take much more. I'm crying and whimpering and getting fussy. You maintain this almost sadistic sense of calm and just rub my back, voice almost condescending now. "Oh, I know, pup, it hurts, doesn't it. Wanna push all those little babies out. But you're gonna have to wait, pup, I know you can handle it. Such a brave puppy." you wipe my tears away. "No more of that now, you'll be fine. Owner knows whats best, after all, remember?"

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[plumpedxprincess]

The Breeding Facility (Part 3)

reader insert | accelerated pregnancy | multiples | rapid hyper preg | alien pregnancy

a/n: this is most self indulgent and last part. definitely borrowed some of these ideas from other stuff i’ve read over the years

~~~

After your last three pregnancies were quadruplets, you were getting tired of the same thing happening. Your body’s growth still was incredible to you, but going home to your little bedroom all alone wasnt feeling like enough anymore.

As you talked with the other pregnant patients in the facility, you started hearing rumors about the men upstairs. At first you assumed they were talking about the owners of the facility, but you soon learned in one of the other wings of the center, there was an upstairs area dedicated to different breeding facilities.

Breeding facilities with men of another species.

The pregnancies were more extreme than anything here, and you were curious. You were greedy, selfish, wanting to know what was happening as well as get in on it.

At your last check up before labor with your current set of twins (a change of pace to make sure your body was still doing well), you asked your doctor about it.

“Oh, yes, there is a separate breeding facility for a different project. We are helping produce population for an alien species.” Dr. Ambrosia says, looking over your paperwork, “Honestly, hun, with your history, you would be a perfect candidate.”

After expressing your interest, she goes on, “Instead of being inseminated artificially, you will have sex with one of our volunteers. You get put up in an apartment home for the next few weeks and stay with him. Since the pregnancy is different from humans, there are some changes.”

Your doctor tells you about how these pregnancies last a little longer even while accelerated, and that the side effects are different. That’s why you stay with the father.

You sign some paper work and not even three days after you give birth, you are whisked away to the second floor.

Your new home is lovely, a studio with a small kitchen with a stocked pantry, a living and dining room, and a bed in the far corner.

You are only standing in the room for three minutes before a man enters. He is tall, broad, and his skin gives off a purple hue. He smiles at you before walking toward you.

His handsome features captivate you, making it easy when you realize he’s the one you’ll be having sex with. It’s not long before you are on all fours on the bed, completely naked as he plows into you.

His dick is quite large and when he comes, he releases more than you anticipated, leaving you bloated with cum.

You fall asleep soon after than, but wake to your hunger. Not only for food but also for him.

You break open the snack pantry, devouring three sleeves of cookies and crackers in less than five minutes. When you finally pause, you look down to see your stomach has swelled to look six months large already. Your belly isn’t as firm as it normally is, it’s a little softer, and you rub your hands over it excitedly.

“Do you feel it?” a voice calls behind you.

You turn around to see the man.

“Do you feel hungry for food and hungry for more seed?”

You find yourself nodding at him. He smiles and as he fucks you across the dining table he whispers in your ear the fact that he got you more pregnant.

Was it possible that this species could impregnate the same person more than once at a time? You came to the idea that you would be absolutely massive in just a few days.

And massive you were. Not even six more rounds of sex and you were barely able to walk. You were sprawled out on the couch presently, as your man fed you dinner.

When he wasn’t feeding you, he was fucking you. It was a lovely time. He took great care of you.

The best part was the companionship, the belly rubs, the food, the help getting up out of a chair.

With all the fucking you were doing, you had to keep eating. Every time he fucked you, a new baby was added. Along with the growth spurts from the already present babies, you were getting large quite fast.

Your belly was past your knees in just a few days. You couldn’t see your feet. Your arms had to rest on your belly with how wide you were. All you wore was a skimpy tank top that barely covered the swell of your breasts.

Your man constantly rubbed your belly. You found that when he mumbled something near your navel, your belly started to swell even more. You wondered when you would ever stop growing. You didn’t mind though.

A doctor came to visit on the fourth day, after countless fucks and more food than you had ever eaten in your past pregnancies combined. You were seated up right in the bed, where you hadn’t been able to move from since this morning.

Your doctor said you looked good though, and that once the very first baby implanted was ready for labor the rest would follow shortly after. She said it could still be a few days or even a week.

You moaned as you ran your hands over the swell of your belly. It was gargantuan. You couldn’t see the TV anymore. You could only see belly.

You moved your hands to your breasts which were more sensitive than ever. You were hornier than you had ever been.

As if senses your needs, you felt a pair of hands descend on your belly, rubbing in big circles. The man you had once described as a giant was now looking small in comparison to you.

“Are you hungry for more?” he asks.

“I just ate 10 minutes ago?” you ask back confused.

“no,” he says, “hungry for more of this.”

he mumbles against your skin and you feel a flutter of kicks, hearing a gurgle of motion as your belly expands even more.

You moan at the sensation, horny as ever by your expanding body, and he slides his cock into you.

When the expansion finally stops, he comes, dumbing another round of cum, another child into your already colossal dome of a belly.

“I can’t move,” you mumble later as he feeds you more food to feed your young.

“You don’t need to move, only grow.”

This is an insanely crazy mess you’ve gotten yourself into, but you can’t seem to mind.

~~~

It’s officially been a week, with no sign of stopping. The bed you are resting on must be made of extreme materials, because you now fill most of it, and your partner has to sleep on the couch.

Despite your massive size, he still fucks you, still mumbles his expansive words on you, still feeds you like there is no tomorrow.

With all the kicking and constant motion within your belly, you want them out. You miss going for walks outside. You miss when your tits werent taking up most of your vision.

You miss not being horny constantly. It was fine with the other pregnancies but with how large you’ve become you feel nothing but the need of release.

Your man is preparing food in the small kitchen, and you can barely see him around the large dome of your belly. You are seated half propped up in bed, which is the only comfortable way you’ve been able to lay these past few days.

You’re debating asking him to fuck you after he feeds you. Part of you wants it extremely badly. The other part of you isn’t sure how much bigger you can handle being. If you’re this horny at this size how much worse will it get before you finally go into labor?

As you see him finish up in the kitchen, you stroke the sides of your massively inflated midsection. You haven’t seen your belly button in days, let alone be able to touch it.

When you see him start to walk towards you, you feel it. Not labor, no, but another growth spurt. Oh god.

You aren’t sure how it’s possible for you to get any bigger, but you do, as you frantically rub your hands in circles around your belly. Whenever there’s a growth spurt, the babies inside of you get riled up, causing something along the lines between pain and pleasure.

Your man sees this, and sets down the plate next to you and plants his hands on your belly too. His eyes are filled with hunger but you aren’t even sure he will be able to reach your core to do anything about it. He’s filled you up so much. To the absolute max.

You’re immobile, completely owned by this man at this point. at his will.

You wondered how much longer you could last.

~~~

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[breedingprincessjackie]

Wrote a story for imagineyourpregnant but also wanted to put it here 💋

Imagine your son never stops growing inside you.

Getting pregnant while already pregnant is unusual. The problem is you’ve been carrying for twenty years now and your unborn son is the father of the new fetus growing inside. 

Before all this craziness, you had eagerly anticipated giving birth. You wanted to feel you're pussy stretching open. You wanted to give life and feel heavy and full with a man's seed. Man after man filled you with cum, and you loved it. You couldn't get enough. It was only a matter of time before you were knocked up. 

You adored growing huge and heavy with child. You loved it so much. Still, it never ended. Your waters never broke no matter how many men frantically fucked you, wailing for mercy as your enormous pregnant belly shook with each thrust. Your legs couldn't be closed anyhow with your womb expanding up and out; might as well use it. 

Your baby stayed safe and warm within your womb. Growing and growing as children tend to do, your skin somehow managed to stretch with it. 

You are pregnant, and it doesn't end. It hasn't ended.  It shouldn't be possible. 

You didn't think it could happen, not now, not to you. 

You can't get any more pregnant. You're skin is stretched thin. You can't see over the massive orb of flesh, that had been you're stomach, anymore. You haven't been able to see your feet for a long while. Touching your clit yourself is out of the question although you want it more than anything. 

Your son simply continued growing in your womb.

Nothing would ignite your labor and you refused a cesarean. There was no need. Nothing was technically wrong aside from the obvious. He remained and grew with the same vigor as your tits, engorged with milk. They sat heavy on top of your belly and bounced with every strong movement from within your womb. 

Your body grew sensitive with pregnancy, and that didn't stop either. 

You are mostly womb at this point. It hangs so heavy on your hips you can't walk for long periods. Medically, you shouldn't be able to walk at all. But you do, and you like standing near your apartment window, gigantic belly pressing against the glass, as men who try to break your water pound into your fat pussy. 

You like the position and feeling their balls slap the underside of your belly. You love feeling their cum drip out of you.

They all try hard. You love their creampies and hands on your belly as they devour your soaked pussy. Still, after a while the parade of men grows tiring. Not one had come close to sending you into labor. 

You have come to enjoy when it was just you and your baby. 

You two are alone often, with your current state, and yet it's probably better that way. 

Lying on your bed, you grip your belly and frantically rub at any skin you can reach. The mountain of flesh ripples and shakes. A rhythm eventually takes to the harsh movements sending ripples across your skin. You're practically moved along with your belly, it's not helped by the unconscious thrusting of your own hips. 

You can't stop, and won't be anytime soon. 

You can't help yourself anymore. 

You moan, "Oooohhhhh Oooooo OH GOD! He's Cumming. I feel ittttt. Oh God, he's cumming inside meeeee!" 

You're relationship with your son was different because of your strange pregnancy.

He grew like any other man and all the hormones that come with it. For 18 years, your baby grew and left your womb an unrecognizeable fertile dome. 

Now, he rubs his erect cock against the walls of his mother' womb, seeking pleasure from the friction. It was, after all, the only home he had ever known. It drives you wild. You feel every thrust. You cum drooling with every pulsing spurt of his cock. 

It takes a few months before you notice. With age, your baby's growth slowed, but it starts up again. Angry veins make maps across your skin.  

You feel more, smaller kicks, against your belly. A Second placenta formed. Your sons seed with nowhere else to go implanted in your already packed womb. There was more than one. 

You never expected to like it as much as you did, but ever since you learned you were even more pregnant your pussy was never empty. You drowned yourself in the pleasure of having any man willing to rub his cock against your belly. They fucked you hard and fast on all fours with your legs lifting off the ground. Huge and immobilized all you can do is scream in frenzied pleasure. 

"I'm gonna pop! I'm so bigggggg! I'm gonna explode! It's so much. It's too much! It's so tight! I'm so FULLLL". FUCK ME HARDER! FILL ME!" 

You feel an erect cock against your navel, from the inside, not out. It sends you into a frenzy of wailing as another man's thick cock pounding in and out sends gushes of your arousal across your thighs. 

You're stomach tightens and rumbles. The mountain of a womb contracts brutally. You ignored it for a while. Your need for your pussy to be filled outweighed logic. You are a balloon about to pop and you don't care. 

"I'M GONNA BURST! MY BELLYS TOO BIG! IM GONNA CUM IM CUMMING! PLEASE, GIVE ME MORE! MOREEEE!"  

One man humps your ass as fast as his hips can thrust. He buries his thick cock deep in your burning hot pussy. Only when his cum spurts out onto your gigantic belly do the men lift your legs open and investigate the tight drum heaving in front of them. 

"Uh…uh ah ah Ahhh AHHHHH GOD ITS HAPPENING! I'M GIVING BIRTH, FINALLY, MY BABY IS COMING OUT!" 

More men cum and one wiped the seed like lotion onto your womb and takes your long swollen navel between his teeth. He sucks, and you whine for more. 

You stretch impossibly wide, but still you drool and moan in ecstacy. You lie in a puddle of you're own fluids, birthing and otherwise, that continues to squirt from you vigorously. Your heavy heaving tits drip milk down your belly in a steady stream. Your child's head shouldn't be able to fit but your skin still stretches until you feel a wet head brushing against the bottom of your ass. It shouldn't be possible to be stretched so wide, and your eyes roll back. 

"MY PUSSY IS SO FULL. I'M CUMMING! MY SON IS COMING OUT! I CANT STOP CUMMING! HE'S SO BIG! AH, AH, AH I'M PUSHING! I'M CUMMING!!!"

When be comes out of you, followed by cum dripping out of your gaping wide pussy, you know you'll be even bigger, much less empty, soon enough.  

#ready to pop #pregnant kink #hyperpreg #huge pregnant belly #hyperpregnancy

[otter-pup]

having slow-rapid pregnancy thoughts

we have a fun, rowdy evening, and i fill you up multiple times. we didn’t use protection, but based on the time of month, it’s probably fine.

(spoilers: it’s not)

later that night, after we drift off to sleep, i have a bleary moment of semi-consciousness. i’m spooning you, hand on your tummy, and i can feel just the slightest unexpected resistance. at first i figure it’s just you breathing, but… i could swear there’s just an almost nonexistent stretch, so subtly rounding you out. i grin and pull you closer before drifting off again.

the next morning, you definitely look bloated, but not unnaturally so. you check it out in the mirror (i check you out in the mirror), we get breakfast, and you leave to go about your day.

you keep looking down at your bulging tummy throughout the morning, expecting it to go down, rather than do the opposite. by lunchtime, you start feeling fluttery movements, and you know something’s wrong.

it’s slow enough that no one can SEE you growing, but you very clearly look pregnant when you obviously weren’t the last time your classmates saw you. i’d guess you’re expanding at a rate of a month of gestation every three hours or so, and you’re definitely carrying more than one.

it certainly doesn’t help that your outfit is about as far from obscuring your figure as your wardrobe can get. when you sit down, you can hear seams stretching ominously.

- 🦑

I’ve been keeping track of my cycle for long enough now that i don’t think twice about letting you fill me up, even begging for it, pleading dumbly for you to breed me while im completely drunk on pleasure.

we both like when you keep your hand on my belly after sex, so of course you notice when i start swelling. im already asleep by then, and you don’t mention it in the morning - you just look at me in the mirror while i check the bloating, before we both move on with our days.

the bloating doesn’t go down. im a little self conscious of how tight my shirt is around it, and my jeans are fairly tight, like always, and if i weren’t in classes i would have them unbuttoned by now. I ignore it the best i can. my stomach isn’t upset or anything, if anything im more hungry than usual, so im having lunch when i start feeling flutters inside me.

i finish eating and rush to the bathroom, unbuttoning my jeans and pulling up my shirt — which feels even tighter than it was before — enough to see how obviously swollen I’ve gotten. i rub my hands over my belly a few times, making sure I’m not imagining it. im not.

i can’t do anything until im done with classes for the day. At least, I try to finish classes. i make it through my next one, but my third and final class of the day is interrupted by the seams of my jeans tearing - and not quietly, either. i go bright red and excuse myself, heading straight home after that.

by the time we’re both home, im five, maybe sixth months along, size-wise — though i look well past full term. im surprised my shirt lasted as long as it did, though the seams on that tear during my commute back home.

we have at least another nine hours left. and, past the concern, im indescribably turned on.

it’s not like i can get any more pregnant if we spend the next nine hours breeding, right?

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[melliemelons]

Commission! Looks like Aileana's got a very large, very active litter brewing in there... I hope she realizes that this isn't the biggest she's going to get!

What's your favorite part of the animation? The bouncing belly? Those tantalizing tits? ✨

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[blubelly]

“Hey hun? You know when I said I wanted to cancel my maternity leave? And that it wasn’t a big deal and I could handle it? Well…”

“I think I should probably stay home…”

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[alkali1]

Laboring through the night

You're now 38 weeks pregnant with our brood of sextuplets. You're determined to make it to your due date, but in the last couple of weeks your prodromal labor has been brutal and you feel like you're on the verge of the real thing. Every night you're wracked with torturous contractions, the pain amplified by the extreme degree to which your uterus is stretched. All you can do is try to breathe through them and hope they subside for a few hours so you can get some good sleep.

One night you're woken up suddenly by a particularly vicious contraction. You can't help but let out a loud moan as you feel like your overripe womb is going to burst. I wake up from my comfortable position spooned up against your soft, wide ass, and snuggle closer to you, tenderly stroking your contracting belly as you struggle through the pain. The overwhelming pressure of a huge head stretching against your undilated cervix is enough to bring tears to your eyes. I'm doing what I can to comfort you, planting tender kisses on your back. Eventually the contraction subsides and you're left sweaty and panting with the sextuplets kicking and writhing in your womb.

Your dramatically widened pelvis is sore from lying on one side all night, and you ask me to help roll you over, since you're far too big and heavy to do it on your own. I get out of bed and do my best to lift your belly while you use all your strength to turn yourself. For an agonizing, suffocating moment you're stuck on your back, but together we just manage to roll you all the way to your other side.

I get back into bed and curl up around your heaving, misshapen bump. You suddenly realize just how painfully engorged your breasts are, and remember that you fell asleep last night before your evening milking session. You've already soaked through your tank top, which barely manages to contain your severely overproducing udders when empty but is now starting to rip at the seams.

I pull the inadequate garment off you and latch on to one watermelon-dwarfing boob. I gently massage the overfilled, leaking milk factory starting from the base to ease your milk flow and work out any clogged ducts. You attempt to fold over your other breast to bring the nipple to your mouth, but it's so swollen and painful that you can't do it. You can only wait, trying to endure the pressure and not spray too much milk into the sheets, until I've drained enough from your other breast that we can switch.

You suck desperately at your own teat, relishing in the taste of your warm, sweet milk. After nursing for a while, your breasts are finally mostly empty and we're both starting to get sleepy again. I release your fat nipple from my mouth and cuddle up close to your overtaxed womb, resting my head on your soft bosom, and we both return to sleep.

#pregnant fantasy #hyperpregnancy #hyperpreg #multiple pregnancy #pregnant fiction #huge pregnant belly #sextuplets

[ftmbreedingbitch]

Stupid little t boy swells up with a big, heavy litter 💖

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[lemon-shortbread]

Sometimes I'm fine, and other times I crqve to be massively, exhaustingly pregnant with multiples and slowed down by the amount of baby weight I've put on, and how wide my waddling gait has gotten over the month. Struggling to do much of anything around my massive belly, tits, and ass as i wait for labor to finally start.

#I'm in a mood today #preg kink #pregnancy kink #hyperpreg #rapid preg #rapid pregnancy

[daebelly]

little doodle for @predstrogen! i wasn't expecting her to be this fertile but now that i know, i think round two is inevitable 💦💦

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