#chubbywriter

[forthechubbies]

Hello, I'm a piece of garbage who is failing author yet I still get love constantly.

I hope to one day get better and come back to you soon, darlings. ♡

[chubbytummies]

I can't wait to be with you through every step of your pregnancy. The whole process an extension of our doing kink as a whole: Marking you. Taking care of you. Making you feel good while you do exactly as I want.

Putting a baby in you has made me feel so close with you. letting the world know you're mine

[ememmissybassey]

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[chubbytummies]

You ruin me. I've been aroused before but you stir something deeper within me. You consume me. I want to do the same to you. You make me feel like I'm floating in the clouds when I'm stone cold sober, you intoxicate me with your laughter alone. I feel as though I'm in a haze, but I can see you clearly. I just want you. I want all of you. I want to rip away every covering and take all of you in. I want to feel parts of you that only I can. I want to taste you. I want to hear the sounds you make when we're alone together. I want your scent. On my fingers, on my lips, in our bed I want you. I want to feel deep inside of you, connect with you in mind and body. I want to lock eyes with each other as we tie ourselves intimately.  I want to create with you. Works of art, memories, life. I am so drawn in by your body that I want a part in it. I want to change you. Mark you forever as mine. I have taken my time learning you, and I can't wait to do so all over again.

[chubbytummies]

A friendly reminder that it's never too late to stop during sex

And I don't just mean that you can say no at any time, although that's very important

I mean that it's never too late to remind her just how empty she feels when you're not inside her. Just slowly pull out and listen to her beg you not to go, before you pull out fully and leave her whining and begging you to come back.

[chubbytummies]

Something Self Indulgent

So, what do I love about kink writing? I love the combination of kink and domestic that comes with a breeding kink. After all, a breeding kink isn't honestly THAT extreme, sex often leads to pregnancy and that's how humanity works. But we look into just what makes pregnancy so sexy for us. For me it's the fact that I am causing someone to change for me so completely. Makehermilky specializes in showing just how erotic these transformations can be. Going from a thin small thing to round and swollen with life. There's also a good bit of ownership with that. Seeing what I did, what I accomplished. Whether it was something you begged for me to do or begged me not to do I love the ownership that comes with me changing every inch of your body from one night we had together. But honestly I love having you for it. Back to the domesticity, which is always sexy. I want to have a person in my life, I crave that domestic relationship and closeness with someone else. Starting a family with someone hits all of those points so well in my brain. My breeding kink and true desire to be a father makes those early domestic moments so hot to me. I can just see myself in bed with my partner kissing and rubbing and talking to their swollen belly before I just get enraptured in how sexy they are, and I am filled with a NEED to have them right then and there in that bed. Or rather in public, I'm able to see them out in a maternity dress. Swelling and rounding that out, getting a few good stares, people looking and seeing a cute couple, but also knowing deep down even subconsciously that I'm the one who did this to her.

[chubbytummies]

So, I've realized that I like dirty talk OH so much. Voices? over the phone? Just TEXTING my partners? It makes me swoon, and it's part of why I love writing so much. Dirty texting almost always has me acting like a fool. Its called narratophilia and oh my goodness is it so good? Dirty texting makes my night

[chubbytummies]

For you

It's so good to have an outlet, It's so good to have someone that I can just direct every single bit of my energy into whenever I'm feeling this way. There are few things worse than feeling pent up. It's wrong to keep your anger or sadness pent up, I don't think this emotion is very different.

There's a reason that when I think of intimacy I think of all the beautiful horrible things we've done to each other. Done together. There's a reason that holding you tight doesn't make me feel close enough to you anymore. I want more, I want to be as close to you as I can be, overlap with you and take in all the pleasure that comes from it. What you do to me is something that I wouldn't trade away for anything.

I want to see you open up for me, watch your whole body bloom in response to how well I know it. Once I'm inside you I want you to close around me, refuse to let me go. Keep me with you. Cling to me for dear life as I try to do the same, ,I'm so lost when I'm with you, and when I'm without you for too long I lose myself. You become all I can think of. I'm desperate for you, desperate to hear you call my name. Knowing full well that we belong to each other. The image of us wrapped together sends shivers down my spine. Words can't express how deeply I crave you, the onl ything that barely comes close is my actions in that moment.

Grabbing, biting, marking, filling. It's everything I need, We mark our territory on each other with scratches and bites when we're alone and little touches. I go crazy when I'm without you and find clarity again in those moments I crash into you.

[chubbytummies]

Hello all my lovely followers and wonderful mutuals, is there anything you'd like me to write? I'm in a creative mood at the moment!

[chubbytummies]

Talk to Me!

My caffeine-addled brain is getting going and I would love to engage with y'all some more! I think I might be doing some rough draft just type it up and put it out writing, and I'd love to get some asks and just engage more and more with this community!

[chubbytummies]

Fluffy Wish Fulfillment

You sat on the couch, as you had been known to do these past few months. You were nearing the end of your pregnancy, and had just become so big. Your belly stuck far out from you. You couldn't even see past it these days, Not that you really wanted to see your swollen feet. You had thickened up all over. Your hips widened, your thighs were thicker and more capable of holding that belly, and your breasts had become bigger and more sensitive. You were just so… pregnant. It often wasn’t a pleasant feeling,

I didn’t seem to get the memo. I was constantly fascinated by your growing body, in all the best ways.

I’d made my allure to pregnancy known to you a few months after our relationship began. First of all, I found bellies attractive.. All shapes and sizes! Yours was already perfect for me then, a fact I'd never let you forget. Not to mention the fact that I really wanted to be a father someday.

Less wholesome, yet just as strong, the idea of causing such drastic changes to someone’s body because of something I did turned me on. No one would ever question that you'd been a mother with what I had done to you.

A few years later when the time actually came when we were ready to start a family, I was ecstatic. You came to me with that positive pregnancy test, and I looked happier than I'd ever been. I picked you up and spun you around, we kissed and hugged and all of the feelgood things that we'd always wanted. Since then I had been marking every change your body went through with rubs and kisses.

You were brought out of your memories by hearing my car pull in. As I walked through the door, I had the same smile I always had when seeing you. "Hi hon!" I said coming over to kiss you. I held a small bag behind my back. "So, I was out, and I saw this, and I just couldn't help myself.."

I revealed a dress, with Yellow and White stripes. "It looked so cute and I think you would just look stunning in it, and it was on sale!" I said as I handed it over to you. When was the last time you were able to wear something "cute"? I was able to do a lot of errands, and you were on maternity leave, there honestly wasn't much need for you to leave the house. Here you were wearing one of my oversized T shirts and boxers, very sexy.

You took the dress into your hands. It was soft and big. Just like you. "Come on, you should try it on!" You opened your mouth to protest, but you just couldn’t say no to the dumb smile on my face. “Fine…” You said with a huff, getting up off the couch with a little bit of help from me. You waddled over to the bedroom

The dress was snug, not enough to be uncomfortable, but it was noticeable. It hugged every one of your curves wonderfully. The look in the mirror was almost funny. With your round bump, it was as if you’d stuffed a beach ball underneath your dress. The door creaked open. I peeked in, and my smile opened into shock. I blinked a couple of times, dumbfounded.

My shock filled you with a little bit of confidence, as you walked over to me, hands rubbing your belly. “What is it? I thought you were excited to see me in this.” You said, coming even closer. My eyes went down, and I stared intently at your belly. You took my hands and placed them on your bump yourself.

"You look even better than I ever imagined,” I mumbled. “I take it you were doing quite a bit of imagining on the way over here,” you said leaning forward and kissing my cheek.

“Can you blame me? Look at you!” You chuckled,

“Yes look at me, all swollen up.”

“With my baby.” I grabbed your chin and made you look at me. “You’ve never looked better than giving us the family we always wanted” I said before pulling you as close as I could, and into a kiss.

I felt a small kick against my hand and immediately knelt down. “Hey there~” I put my head against your belly and kissed it. “That’s right, daddy’s here. You're starting to recognize me, aren't you? I've been talking to you ever since we got that positive test. You know that I'm your dad huh?" I said, leaning my head against your belly and rubbing little circles on the side.

"I can't wait to meet you. I can't wait to hold you! You're going to have the best mommy around, you know that?" I looked up at you and smiled, "Yeah, she's going to love you so much. She's a great storyteller, and she's so caring—"

My talk was interrupted by a loud grumble from your belly. "Oh my, I didn't realize that you could talk yet," I said standing back up to meet you. "Hungry?" You covered your face a bit but laughed, "Maybe a bit." "Well in that case let's go get some groceries, take that dress out for a test run!"

You flushed. You hadn't gone out very much recently. You were just so big that it was uncomfortable. I'd been more than willing to handle getting groceries. You were doing the hard work of growing our family after all. "I know it's selfish of me. I really just want to show you off." I said stepping up and giving you a kiss.

"If you're uncomfortable with it I understand. But… you know how I feel about you." I said with a grin, giving you another kiss on your forehead and cheek. You looked at the mirror again. What was happening? You were so… cute! The dress looked amazing on you, it hugged your belly and your hips, and— I came up behind you and just continued to pepper you with kisses. A laugh made its way out of you as I kept going. "Okay! Okay, stop you've made your point! Stop! That tickles!" you said as I buried my face into your neck. “I do look cute in this dress”

[chubbytummies]

Another Round of Fluff, slightly less fluff

Lucky for us, there was a parking spot decently close to the front of the store. I was there to help you out of the car and even gave you a little kiss on the forehead as you came down. You deserved it.

I tried to be as helpful as I could be over this pregnancy, and I did my best to reassure you that it was never a burden. You were doing so much by having to deal with pregnancy! I simply had to make sure you were more than compensated for the task. Acts of service is a useful love language.

You ended up stopping in your tracks. "No…" You whispered. You had stopped right in front of a bag of chili peppers. "I want them…" You said. "You? Want something spicy?" I chuckled and put the bag in the cart. "It's your fault, they must've inherited your weird taste for spicy foods," you said, a hand drifting to your tummy. "Ooh! Does that mean that I'll be making more spicy food now? After all, you'll be outvoted." I gave you a little belly rub before you swatted my arm. "They won't be able to eat it for a while anyway! Besides, maybe they'll like it less when they're the one with a burning mouth. I don't see what you like about it." You said, tossing another bag into the cart.

As we walked into the store, you smoothed out your dress and looked around. We had been getting quite a few wonderful glances and a couple of stares. You were getting more attention than you thought you would. I put a protective arm around you and pulled you against me, and gave you another forehead kiss. At least I wasn't being shy about it. I knew exactly what I was doing. I was showing you off, proud of what we'd done together, and that helped just a little bit.

Someone spoke up behind us. "Excuse me?" She said meekly. We both turned and found a young woman there, with her partner standing a little bit behind her. "Hi- I hope I'm not bothering you, I was wondering if I could… feel your belly? I'm sorry if it's too much it's just," She looked nervous.

You giggled and accepted. She could barely contain her excitement as she reached forward and rubbed circles on your belly. There was a small kick and she gasped, They were certainly getting active toward the end. "Wow…" She said, eyes wide with wonder. She couldn't pull herself away, and after a minute or two, her partner finally had to do it for her. She thanked you and whispered excitedly as they walked away.

As they walked away I came up behind you and laughed. "What have we done?" I said, taking her place as my arms wrapped around your belly. You giggled along with me.

We had been on the other side of that same interaction about 9 months ago, it was the last straw that finally made you drag me to the bedroom the moment we got home. The entire car ride back your hands were on your flat stomach, I could see the gears turning. I could see you replaying the memory of that woman, how she looked during her pregnancy. You'd happily played along with my fetish before then, but I think that was the moment it became just as much yours as it was mine

Oh the look on her face when we ran into each other at the store again. She was pushing a stroller and here you were sporting your own small bump. She gave us a smile and asked to rub your belly this time, and she let us meet her baby.

The way she looked at us, the smirk as she asked how far along you were. She must've done the math. She must've known the role she had to play in our expanding family. It felt good to continue the cycle.

"She's gonna look good with a bump." I whispered against your ear. "Everybody does… You've made me see the appeal" You said back, pressing back against me for a moment. "But no one is going to look as good as you do right now" My hands rubbed circles on your belly, and then up just a little bit higher…

We were interrupted by the teltale rattle of a shopping cart coming around the corner, and my hands went back down to your belly. We got a side eye as the woman walked by, little did she know this was tame compared to what I was about to do.

"What are you doing?? If you can't behave then I don't think I can be here to help you show off anymore." You whisper-yelled as you swatted at my shoulder. I just grinned and kissed your cheek again. "Yes, because this was so much worse than the time I had a remote hidden in my pocket." Your smile dropped with your jaw, and you pinched my arm before you waddled away with the cart as fast as you could manage, blushing the whole time.

We made it back home and both flipped onto the couch. I had lugged all our groceries upstairs in one trip, and you'd been carrying out not-so-little ones all throughout the store. As I caught my breath I curled up to you. I wrapped my arms around you as much as I could, keeping a good grip on your belly. "I love you…" I whispered against you, giving you a couple sweet kisses on the cheek. "And I love you" You replied, turning a bit so that we could kiss properly. Everything seemed so still as we sat there together. Just being together.

[chubbytummies]

This feels like the proper place to share this little tidbit.

A few months ago my friends thought they were having a kid, and I caught an awful case of baby fever.

My mind was full of how badly I wanted to take care of a baby, and be a dad. No sentence could've made me more hot and bothered than "You'd make a great dad." I was down TERRIBLE for the hypothetical mother of my children.