noemptywombs

[noemptywombs]

When it comes to the question, "When will I become preggers?" the answer is always "Today."

You might have thought that you were done with being pregnant. You may have even said to yourself, "Maybe it's time for a break." But for you, pregnancy is inevitable. We both know you're not taking birth control, and your boyfriend stopped using condoms years ago. So you shouldn't be shocked that he knocked you up again. You shouldn't be surprised that there's yet another baby in your womb. As your stomach grows bigger, all those pre-pregnancy clothes you dreamed of fitting into again remain in the closet, gathering dust.

And now you're back in your well-worn maternity clothes. The exact same ones you wore last pregnancy. Your back is hurting again, the baby is kicking and moving constantly again. It's like your body wants you to repeat the same experience. And as you regain the pregnancy weight, pound by pound, and your belly grows out again inch by inch, it dawns on you that you've spent more of your adult life pregnant than not.

So get used to having a belly. Get used to being pregnant. Because whenever you ask yourself if you'll get knocked up again, you already know the answer.

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This is your fate. Looking down in bed, seeing your belly swollen with a baby or two, feeling them moving and kicking in the warm and safe Womb that you're providing them.

This is, of course, inevitable. You may think to yourself you're playing it safe, taking birth control pills or having your boyfriend use a condom when you have sex.

But you'll slip up at some point. Maybe you miss a day on your pills by accident. Maybe you happen to run out of condoms and you figure, "It's just this one time."

Regardless, your momentary lapse of diligence is rewarded with two pink lines on a pregnancy test. Now, 8 months later, you're lying in bed, tired and swollen with the growing babies inside you. They move so much and you're so big now, you can hardly get up anymore.

You've truly become the Womb you were destined to be. You always feel the babies inside you, day and night. They're a constant reminder of what you tried to hold back for so long.

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Oops, you got bred. A momentary mistake on his part and you're staring down at a belly that's getting bigger and rounder by the day. Accident or not, he's got his baby inside you now, and you have a lot more months to watch your body change and grow because of his 30 seconds of pleasure.

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Now that you're a breeder, don't worry if every single piece of clothing you own is sliding down or popping open. Yes, your belly is getting really, really big. Remember, your body is doing what it was meant to do. It's going to grow and expand, and there's nothing you can do to stop it. There's a baby inside you now that's getting bigger each and every day; you're just a womb to bring this child into the world, after all.

So relax. Just let your body work. Every time a button pops off or a seam splits, take solace in the knowledge that you're just expanding further to make space for your big, healthy baby.

[noemptywombs]

When the PDM's re-education program started, you weren't sold. "You don't have a womb, you are womb" they told you. You scoffed at this notion. After all, you had a career ahead of you, a life to live where you would make your own decisions about your purpose in life.

But there was something strangely appealing about what they said. "You are a womb" were the words that felt so wrong, so opposite of your plans and ambitions, but it couldn't seem to leave your mind. All around you, your friends started to get pregnant. They didn't seem to mind what the PDM was saying. They accepted it without question.

Coincidentally it was around the time you began to fantasize about "risky" sex. You told your boyfriend to stop using condoms, which he gladly agreed to, but you were still on the pill, so you had nothing to worry about, truly. But you soon found it wasn't enough. Knowing for certain that you were taking the pill wasn't enough for you. So...you stop taking the pill but as a safeguard, you instead decided to track your cycles so that you're only having sex when you're not ovulating.

That first time the two of you had sex with no birth control whatsoever was an amazing and altogether addicting experience. The feeling of him cumming into you with everything's he's got and you there with the knowledge that there's no guardrails any longer. If you made a mistake calculating your cycle or if the cycle itself happen to change unexpectedly, you could very well end up pregnant. Needless to say, it was incredibly hot.

But it was working so well that you got complacent. Before long, you stopped checking your tracker. You just became convinced that it would never happen to you.

Until that one morning when you stood in the bathroom staring at the double lines of a pregnancy test. All that risky sex...you look at yourself in the mirror. Was this the outcome you had wanted all along?

Before you long, your baby bump appears, and you feel the first kicks. You look at yourself in the mirror and you can't help but remember the words, "You are a womb."

As the months go on, your belly grows bigger and that womb of yours begins to dominate your body. Soon it's all that people see. They rub it, they coo over it, they ask how the baby's doing. People are so excited for you. Your friends are excited for you too, now that you are finally joining their little "club."

Little by little, you understand how they feel. You begin to understand what the PDM was saying all along. Growing this baby inside you makes you feel so good about yourself. So...purposeful.

And now, here you are...a few days overdue. You admire yourself in the mirror. Your massive spherical belly makes it hard to walk, let alone stand. You wrap your hands around your swollen midsection and say to yourself, "I am a womb." It was the truth you were trying to deny for so long. You smile at yourself, grateful that you have finally uncovered your true reason for being. What you were born to be. "I am a womb" you tell yourself again as you close your eyes and feel that baby, your purpose, move and kick inside you.

"It's about time that something significant was done to impress on our women that they are, first and foremost, a womb. They exist to transform men's seed into babies, and this wonderful purpose should be embraced and celebrated! Women are meant by nature to conceive, grow, birth, nurse, nourish, and care for babies- and their lives should be comfortable and easy so they can focus exclusively on their motherly duties.

We've been advising for alterations to education and other programs through our Ministers in Parliament for more significant action on these issues. Our women deserve to live their best possible lives, but this means we must abolish this idea that "women have a womb" and replace it with "women are a womb" or something close to it, and lead policy forward in that context. Ideally, we would re-frame the entire relationship as "a womb is tended by a woman" where the emphasis is where it should be- on the womb that gives women their purpose. We can, and indeed must do better for them and for the children they will have."

-Doctor Henry Polk, Population Development Ministry Administrator, Danforth City Office.

[noemptywombs]

She's here to impart an important breeder lesson. I mean...look at her. She knows what she's talking about!

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It's pretty simple really. If you want to be a breeder, you need to stop thinking. You should never worry about "family planning." Just...have sex. It's that easy! If you feel like getting laid, do it! Birth control of any sort should never enter into your mind. Just have sex! Let him cum into you without pulling out. It's simple, easy and natural.

And before you know it, you're bred. It's incredible how easy it is and how little you need to think in order to get your womb filled. So follow your instincts, don't think, and you'll be continuously pregnant for a long, long time.

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You were confident you wanted another baby after the twins, but now you have your doubts. You're tired, your belly is huge and you feel like you've been pregnant for a million years. Maybe you'll call it quits after this...

But once you give birth and your womb is empty, all those doubts will evaporate. It's not that you miss having a baby growing inside you, it's that you NEED a baby (or better yet, babies) inside you. Because when your true purpose is for breeding, it doesn't matter if you have doubts, you will always come back around to knowing that you need your womb filled.

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It used to be so manageable. Your cute bump was easy to put your hands around, easy to hide under fashionable maternity tops. If you didn't want attention, you could find ways to keep your belly hidden.

But now...there's no absolutely no hope hiding it. Your belly is so big and gravid that there's no hope of wearing any of those maternity clothes you spent so much money on. Literally nothing fits. Nothing will contain it besides a massively oversized top which only serves to emphasize to the world how utterly huge you are.

Everyone stares at you now, but you can't help but stare at yourself when you look in the mirror. Your belly dominates your body, completely overwhelms it. The babies growing inside you now define you. You can't help but see what everyone else sees. A hugely pregnant belly and nothing else.

All this attention has made you realize something, though. A profound revelation. You've come to understand your calling, your purpose, as a womb, an incubator, to carry and birth babies. You want people to see you this way, you don't want to hide it anymore. You've determined that this pregnant belly will define who you are.

[noemptywombs]

You're going to get bigger. Embrace it. All those cute clothes you bought at the start of your pregnancy are going to be outgrown before you know it. Your growing belly will be impossible to hide, so why bother? Keep that belly bare and uncovered. It's easier for you, and you'll be doing your part to promote breeding to every girl that sees you.

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You should always be willing to let someone touch your bare belly, without complaint and no questions asked. You should always be wearing tops that don't fit or bottoms that can pulled down at a moment's notice. It's important to always smile and be pleasant and approachable. You want to keep that belly ready and available, so that anyone can feel the baby (or babies!) growing and moving inside you.

Other women see your round, massive stomach and wonder why you're exposing yourself like this. But when they see how friendly you are, how inviting are you, how quickly you make your bare belly available to them, they can't but feel it. And when they do and feel a little kick or movement inside, it will change them deep down. Before long, all they can think about is your big belly and how they want one of their own.

And so more and more women are having their wombs filled and their own bellies growing bigger and rounder because you held nothing back from showing the world that you're a breeder.

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You used to be in shape. You would run marathons and bike ride all the time. Go for hikes on your day off.

But then you met your boyfriend and he knocked you up the one day you forgot to take the pill. It was a downhill slide from there.

As the months progressed and your energy level decreased, you became less and less active, more content to sit on the couch than to hit the gym. As your belly swelled, so did your appetite. You held nothing back and denied yourself nothing.

And now here you are, lying on the couch, pinned down under the weight of your huge pregnant belly. Your thighs spread out on the couch cushion, considerably bigger than they were nine months ago. The same goes for your butt and hips which have become wider and softer.

You lay there in a bra and panties, tired from the effort of simply waddling across the room. You don't bother putting on clothes much these days since basically nothing fits, even the maternity clothes you bought have gotten too small.

All the exercise clothes you own have been placed in a box for donation. You don't expect to need them anymore, let alone ever fit in them again. Because despite the lack of energy and challenges your heavy body gives you, you love the indulgence (and the excuse) of being pregnant. And since your boyfriend is ready and willing to knock you up the second this baby is born, you know for certain that you're never going to be thin or fit again.

Ready for more 😋

[noemptywombs]

Before the Population Development Ministry took over, you would maybe see a pregnant woman here or there, but not very often. But once the PDM was established, you started noticing a shift. Soon more and more women were "popping" and pregnant bellies were becoming easier and easier to spot. Before long, you walked into a room and were shocked to realize that every single woman in the room was pregnant...except for you.

There was no explicit requirement to get pregnant, but there were "encouragements" every where you looked. Not just the women on the street, but practically every girl on TV or in a movie had a bump. It wasn't long before maternity clothing became the norm and "non-maternity" was given its own separate section in the back of stores.

You also noticed that it was getting harder and harder to find birth control. You had to answer more questions, fill out more paperwork, provide more justifications just to get your normal birth control pills, and condoms were out of stock everywhere. Eventually you just gave up on birth control all together, it was becoming too much of a hassle.

So it wasn't a shock that you got pregnant but you didn't expect it to happen so quickly! But before long, you just felt relieved. As your belly grew, you could finally shop at the maternity section like a normal girl, and you didn't feel out of place when you were in a room with other pregnant women. You were finally one of them.

And now that you're waddling around, close to full term, you're starting to notice that more and more women are getting bigger bellies. Turns out, fertility treatments are becoming easier to get and more affordable. It's now becoming commonplace for women to have at least twins.

You weren't expecting to feel this way but you're actually envious. You know you'll be making an appointment for treatment once this single baby is born. You're secretly hoping for triplets...

My first “propaganda poster” for the “Population Development Ministry” of a fictional country. If anyone has ideas, suggestions, prompts, or pictures they’d like worked into things like these, message me!

I’ve got more like this covering a pretty wide range of breeder-y themes.

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As a breeder, your concept of a "planned" pregnancy vs an "unplanned" pregnancy goes out the window. When you're having natural, unprotected sex, you let your body make the decisions. And it turns out, your body is designed specifically to carry and give birth to lots and lots of babies.

So when someone asks you if the baby was planned, it's a hard question to answer. You're on your sixth pregnancy now, and to be honest, you didn't put any thought into it. It just happened, like the five pregnancies beforehand. You followed your base animal instincts to breed and here you are.

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You had never given pregnancy much thought. It was never a priority for you. Which is why when your boyfriend wanted to have sex without a condom, you didn't think much of it. You hadn't been on birth control for a over a year but you figured, it's just one time. But that one time was all it took. He put a baby in you, and it wasn't long before your pregnant belly popped. You were big, sure, but it was manageable. You got used to it, you even started to enjoy it.

But that was months ago. Now you wake up in bed and can barely move, the weight of your shiny, taut, massive stomach pinning you down. The baby was supposed to be here, but you're a week overdue. Your boobs are engorged with milk. Literally nothing fits, you go some days without even putting on a single piece of clothing. You lounge in bed waiting for the contractions to start. But all you feel is the baby kicking and moving inside you, seemingly perfectly content to stay a little while longer.

And as you sit up and feel the weight of how swollen you are, you sigh, realizing that you should probably learn to accept...maybe even enjoy this too. You'll be giving birth soon, but since your boyfriend has sworn off any form of birth control, you'll be here again before you know it.

[noemptywombs]

There should never be a time when someone can say to you "You are not pregnant"...except for that brief window of time between birth and the next conception. And with enough determination, that window will be shockingly brief. And when you ARE pregnant, no one should ever be in doubt. Flaunt that baby belly, keep it bare and uncovered as much as possible. Let people see it grow. Never say no when someone asks to touch it, in fact encourage them to do so if they haven't. You want people to see your full womb and to feel the life inside it. It will be become clear to everyone: you ARE pregnant and you always WILL BE.

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You pull up your oversized hoodie and look at yourself. You realize that your little secret can no longer be hidden. That "oversized" hoodie is not so oversized anymore and your stretchy pants aren't so stretchy anymore. It's all because of your burgeoning baby belly that used to be so small and easy to manage. But now it's creeping slowly outwards, becoming rounder and fuller with each passing day.

You didn't want people to know you were bred. It was just one time, one little innocent night when you threw caution to the wind and decided to forgo the burden of condoms and birth control. And that innocent night was followed by two solid lines on a pregnancy test.

Staring at this growing belly, you can't help but smile and admire yourself. You look at your side profile and admit it looks kind of cute. Maybe it's finally time to admit to yourself, and to the world, that you have a baby growing in you and there's no point in hiding. After all, you're going to be huge and heavy soon, waddling down the street for all to see. You'll be wondering why you ever bothered to keep it a secret in the first place