#breed!ng kink

[fillupthisjude]

I recently tried to see what I’d look like pregnant and it gave me this idea, I hope you like it 💕 - Jude

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I stood in front of the mirror lifting up my shirt and running my hands over my stomach. You creep up behind me, smirking as a pout sprouts across my face. “Babe what are you doing?” “I just wish I could see what I’d look like pregnant. I think I’d look so cute with a baby bump, don’t you?” I look at you batting my lashes. You chuckle “we totally could, here give me a second.” You start digging through our closet, pulling out a very stretchy body con dress and a pile of other clothes. You help me out of my current outfit and pull the dress over my head and down on my body. You fold a large tee shirt up and push it up the dress towards my belly, making it look slightly pushed out. “That’s what you’d look like early on. Kind of like you are a really big lunch but we’d know it’s not.” I press my hands against it and it feels so firm, and almost warm? “This bump just makes it look like I’ve skipped going to the gym a few times. I want to see what I look like being pregnant.” Before I can finish my sentence you take a few items and fold them up, pushing them up my skirt, filling out the bump. As my hands drift over the bigger addition I feel your hands go up the back of my dress “what are you doing back there?” I giggle. “You said you want to see what you’d look like pregnant, and it wouldn’t just be a baby bump. You’d gain some weight in your ass and thighs, plus your hips would spread.” You explain as you add some padding to the other sides of me. I turn around and playfully scoff at you “my ass would not get that big!” “You’re right. you look like you’re four months gone currently, it would only get bigger from here.” I swear I can feel your hands grab at the new addition you’ve added. But that can’t be right it’s just clothing, right? You keep stuffing more fabric up my dress and I spread my legs apart to make room for the girth of how wide you’ve made me. I swear my back aches and every part of me feels so much heavier. “See babe, this is what you’d look like pregnant”. Your hands roam across my body and I shiver as you make your way to my large baby bump. I gasp as I feel how firm it is against your touch. “You know you really shouldn’t be standing this long in your condition” you kiss my cheek, and bring my hands to meet yours holding the weight of my stomach reaching out in front of me. I think it’s all fun and games still until I feel the flutter of kicks beneath our hands. You grin at me, and I know when I peel this dress off there’s going to be no fabric underneath, it’s just going to be my very pregnant body.

[milotheshrike]

Me:*just trying to have a normal day*

My brain: find the nearest willing dude and have him bend you over and fill you with cum, BREED BREED BREED BREED

Me: *sips tea and with thousand yard stare*

[fillupthisjude]

When we decide it’s time for a second you’re even more determined, sure that you’ll fill me up just like before. I’m certain this time I’ll get you back, that I’ll watch you grow and round out with our child, while I remain unchanged.

A few weeks later I watch as your chest puffs up and starts spilling out of your tops. I would have been gleeful if the waistband of my pants didn’t start digging into my hips again. Soon our bellies start stretching forward and it’s clear by our bumps we were both so convinced we’d knock the other up that we both get to watch each other swell with life.

What if impregnation was something like a battle of wills? What if either partner could wind up pregnant after sex, and it came down to whoever wanted it more?

I can imagine fucking together, so fervent, imagining how I'll knock you up, make you all big and heavy for me. I'll come so hard, imagining you in a few months, round and swollen, because of *this*, right now.... Only what if it turns out *I'm* the one whose pants start fitting tighter? What will your face look like when you see me and know: I tried to do this to you, but you did it to me instead, and I'm going to swell up until everybody knows about it?

[nightaestheticwhore]

I love this new top!

[may3505w]

I'm bored and about to go to sleep. Amuse me.

[fillupthisjude]

I’m so torn between wanting someone to tease and humiliate me for how fat I’m getting while pregnant

Vs

Someone worshiping how my body is changing and how big I’m getting (and how big I’m going to get) while pregnant

[transjackrabbit]

i want my daddy to get me real high and invite his friends over to fill me up, fuck my mouth and my cunt over and over again, making me swallow every drop, stuffing me so full of cum that my tummy bulges, and i’m so high i can barely move, can’t tell who’s fucking me, how many people there are. they plug me up when not in use, say it’s to make sure it takes.

[agoldenwinter]

i just have this constant craving for someone to cum in me so many times that it leaks out of me but they fuck it back into me and plug me up with their cock to make sure their seed takes.

[roamingleaf]

"Maximum Occupancy"

TW: Bukkake, R@pe, Public, Freeuse, Fauxcest(BroXSis), Gangbang, Degrading, Dirty Talk, Blackmail

"Stop taking pictures with your phones." She shakily protested. As a tinted rosy flush started to simmer under her summer rain soft cheeks. What was the cause of the crimson imprinting steaming away at such an unblemished, marble face? The fact that her school mandated navy blue skirt that was expected to be prim, pressed, and presentable at all times was lazily crumpled up and cast into some obscure corner of that florescent flooded linoleum bathroom.

There, exposed before the eyes of a few delinquent boys was her pale, plush, plumped thighs which seemed as if they had been woven into the very fabric of her mesh black stockings. With that guiding roadmap on full display those devilish glares walked their way up to her itty-bitty, raven, almost yarn like thread she swore where panties for a mere peak at that hidden oasis. This horrendous, shameful endeavour couldn't be made any worse could it?

Sadly, it could. one of those four hooligans to have cornered this innocent lass was her own brother. Even as our Ivory bunny pleaded for the snaps of those cameras to cease, he would be the one to brazenly lead the charge of ignoring it and continuing to treat her like their personal model.

"I told you she'd do it." He proudly bragged to the group of gawking boys. All but astounded by his rash, bold, forthrightness that they too continued to snap away.

Her protest would not cease however, with one of her slender hands she tried desperately to keep that sacred shrine out of the eyes of such devils. "I'm serious Issac...stop taking pictures with your phone."

But again, her quiet riot was met with deafening silence before Issac himself stepped closer to address this perceived bratty behavior. "Ya'll want to see something cool?" He posed to the peanut gallery before firmly reaching out and grasping her flowing, golden locks between his fingers. With such a sturdy hold upon her only such a dark wish could await. Suddenly as if thunder erupting a crashing clap could be heard echoing through that small confinement. He had done the unthinkable in front of these gazing glares. Issac had reddened her flushed, ghostly cheeks.

Unfortunately for this frightened, petite, doll that clap seemed to be the signal for the circling vultures to descend upon her with the speed of the winds. One of the boys helped Isaac push this porcelain statue up against the wall securing her tightly. All while a second boy was sure to slowly unbutton her school embroidered shirt. Those emerald eyes of hers couldn't help but fall upon Isaac as his gleeful grin was all the support he would give back.

"Don't let them do this Issac, I'm your si-"

Before another word could be uttered in defiance Isaac's lips met his sisters. This love drunk embrace was so misplaced. Nevertheless, that shocked the other boys. They themselves couldn't help but enjoy the show as Isaac's tongue slipped between her cherried, treasured lips. What grunting, groaning, resistance she had before was all but melting away between the steaming embrace of their lips locking.

This sullied display of sin was more than enough to call the final boy into action. Moving in next to the second boy they both pulled her matching black bra down to reveal her precious, rolling hills. Like the hungry creatures they were both of them started to suck, nipple, and squeeze the breasts that were in front of them. Only as her enchanting, symphony started to leak from between Isaac's embrace did they finally break for air. He pulled himself from her lips to watch as his friends started to defile his own flesh and blood with their teeth and tongues.

"Isn't she such a little slut? I've trained her well." He boasted again. Implying this was far from the first time he had tried his hand with her frame. Now, the first boy wanted a taste of her lips as well. Seeing his chance with the hand that was free her head was tilted to the left where another pair of lips locked with hers once again. There would be no need for too long of a break for her sadly.

Issac saw this as the perfect opportunity to switch with his friend. Maneuvering his lumbering frame in front of hers Issac would waste no time taking that well shaped, juicy, pale peach into his palms and lifting her up off the ground. With ease her brother and some stranger kept her suspended between their grasp. "Make sure you get a good angle." He reminded one of the boys who still greedily had their phone out. "Are you ready for me whore?" He taunted softly into her ear as his javelin-like shaft made its way into the awaiting, glistening, cove of hers.

By this point her mind was already struggling to stay afloat in that hazy, lust fueled daze her senses were thrown into. The only response she could muster was a booming, entrancing, moan as her greedy hole gobbled her big brother's cock in front of these nobodies. "You're so much tighter today, what's wrong? You love an audience you filthy doll?"

Taunt, after taunt was hurled in her face to match the steady rhythmic thrusting he was starting to establish. The boy who had been helping prop this petite portrait up could not help but let his wandering hands lead down towards her jiggling chest for a handful. He too would soon find his own rhyme. A deadly mix between groping, grasping, and squeezing her breast all while his tongue would trace shapes along the fringe of her ear. How could this be happening? Yet, that thought would have no time to settle in her mind through this vicious ravaging.

Oh, but who could forget those two other monsters waiting eagerly in the wings both with phones in hand to capture this private pornography. Unfortunately this was far from the end. Issac hungered to present his pretty portrait in every way he could think of. Pulling himself from deep within her soiled, creamy, cove he eased her down to her knees while calling forth the boys to gather with a mere wave of his hand.

"Open your fucking mouth." Issac barked. And like the timid, touched, tulip she listened. Her dripping, tongue happily slithered from between her lips as everyone who had not unzipped, quickly stepped to catch up. Beneath that dim humming light her hands and mouth were filled with cocks. Stroking them in time with her oddly soft yet, firm grip while her mouth was used by Isaac. The last boy, knowing he would not get something was swift to shift to the side of Isaac, aligning his shaft near her bobbing head in some desperate plea to be next.

It wouldn't be long from here till the shaft in her left hand abruptly erupted onto her glowing, blonde locks and between the crevices of her fingers. Which seemed to cause a chain reaction as the one in her right hand followed suit. This time, marking more over her cheek and chin. The runt of the litter saw his chance and quickly pounced. Taking both of her hands to wrap them around his shaft, he would thrust between them as if he was trying to impregnate her very palms.

Issac laughed as he saw this as a race to the finish. Who would be the last to add their part to this pretty portrait? Due to Isaac's tightening grasp upon his dear little sister's head he could become twice as violent with his reshaping thrusts into her throat. That once soothing moaning symphony was quickly turning into a gargling, haunting, orchestra of corruption. Neither one of them seemed ready to lose, that was when Issac freed himself from the coils of her breathless throat to plaster his seed precisely upon her elegant tapestry face.

Having to be the last finished, the runt was sure to take advantage. Moving his shaft out from her hands, he was the first to use her squishy, pillowy hills to encircle his cock. This must have been the piece of the puzzle missing, for not too long between them did he too, erupt. Spilling himself amongst her snowy white mountains.

"Good man, now bend her over." How could Issac still want more after this depraved scene left in their wake? Yet this call went heeded with tenacious speed.

This filthy debauchery continued until the sun dropped below the crest of the horizon--On that cold, disgusting, ceramic tiles of the bathroom did her exhausted, exploited, leaking canvas lay after they had finished each painting her as they saw fit.

-🪶

[may3505w]

So...who wants to play truth or dare with me?

[fillupthisjude]

“Of course I’ll have a baby with you! I’ve always wanted to be pregnant, I think I’d look so cute with my little baby bump”

Oh, you’ll get me pregnant all right, but not a single thing about me is going to be little and you’ll make sure of it

[daze-puppyboy]

had a fantasy while in the shower last night...

invite me over to play video games, maybe a few of your friends are here too. we start playing and snacking, im too wrapped up in this round to pay much attention when you bring brownies out. once the round is over, i go to grab a snack and you ask if i wanna try your brownies. they taste a little funny but i don't wanna be rude because you're my friend, so i finish mine and im used to the taste. after a while i start to get a little sleepy, and you say i should have another brownie. the sugar will help me stay awake. your friends all agree, so i have another one. its late now, and one of your friends suggest we make it interesting. the loser of each round has to do a dare. everyone else agrees, and im too out of it to react much. you pass me the controller and i can barely focus, eyes hazy and head spinning. what was in those brownies? you laugh and i realize i lost the round. one of your friends dares me to take my shirt off. im self conscious at first, but you all push me to do it. "you lost, you have to do the dare" "come on, it's not a big deal" "guys take their shirts off all the time" i nod slowly and pull my shirt off. it doesn't click in my mind that it should be someone else's turn as we start the next round. soon, im in just my boxers, eyes half closed, leaning against you for support. you put your hand on my waist and the other starts groping my chest. i look at you confused but you assure me you're just helping me stay awake. just giving me a little massage. im not sure when the others joined us on the couch. one friend puts his hand on my thigh. i pull my leg away but you forcefully push it back, spreading my legs. "no no, we're just helping you stay awake. this is what bros do for each other" i whimper in protest, making you laugh. two of you are groping me while the other two clean up the snacks and turn the tv off. im whining and struggling weakly, unable to see anything except a blurred, spinning mix of color. you lay me down on the couch and pull my boxers off. i don't realize what's happening as you start to get undressed, pulling my arms behind my back and holding my legs open. im dripping down onto the sofa, murmuring incoherently and shaking. you decide im being a bit too vocal and shove your cock down my throat. my eyes get wider as i feel you growing in my mouth. you grab my hair and start thrusting your hips, pulling my head up to meet you roughly. tears stream down my face. once you're hard, you pass my mouth off to the next guy idly stroking his dick beside me. i weave in and out of consciousness for the rest of the night, cockwarming in my pussy and mouth while someone fucks my ass, all four of you jerking yourselves off before slamming into my cunt to cum one at a time. covering my face and body with your seed, hair drying sticky and gross. once youve lost count of how many loads have been dumped into my holes, you send your friends home and get to work cleaning me up, making sure i forget everything in the morning. i wake with a throbbing cunt and a sore throat, head spinning. i ask you what happened and you tell me; i fell asleep playing video games last night. youre my friend, so i trust you. i thought i wore boxers to your house last night, but i cant remember clearly. lucky for me, your friends all really like me, so ill be allowed to hang out with you more. and as you introduce me to more and more friends, your storage space on your computer drops significantly. its a good thing i keep falling asleep or blacking out, because it gives you plenty of time to remove the recording devices and clean everything up.

[lilslvt]

Imagine you're at a house party. The music is loud and blasts throughout the house, the base vibrating through the floors. You're with your friends, chatting and drinking beer when I accidentally bump into you, causing you to spill your beer.

It's obvious that this isn't my scene. I'm shy, timid, and look extremely out of place. I apologize profusely.

You nor your friends are about to let it go. All that beer was just wasted. You grab my arm harshly. "Watch where you're going, bitch!" You snarl.

"You spilled all his beer," your friend backs you up.

I whimper at the harsh grip. "Please, I'm sorry," I beg.

"You think sorry does anything? You need to be taught a lesson." You spin me push me up against the wall between your friends, all of them looking down at me like I'm prey. Just a piece of meat.

I squirm and fight only to be met with a hand squeezing my throat. "Stop it you little slut."

My eyes widen in fear as tears leak down my face. I scratch at your arm, but you don't let up. Many eyes peer our way, but no one does anything. In fact, they're eager for a show. "Please," I gasp.

"Aw, you hear that? She really wants you to punish her," your friend says snarkily. I try to shake my head, but it's no use.

Multiple pairs of hands grope my defenseless body, tearing at my clothes. My head gets dizzy from lack of oxygen, and just as my eyes start to roll, you release the pressure just enough so I can breathe again. "Can't have you missing out on all the fun," you growl darkly in my ear.

[may3505w]

Fine fine, the world is shallow (and so am I) so I'll just give you this

Make assumptions about me/ask questions

(on asks or comments, they can be anonymous)

Yes, I'm a virgin