#forced preg

[tboymoon]

get me pregnant so i can be in denial about the baby inside me.

it starts with me saying “oh its no big deal you came inside me i’m on testosterone i can’t get pregnant”. you laugh at me when i say it cause you know that’s not how it works and that with the way we’ve been fucking lately, theres no way i’m not with child.

i ignore the symptoms. i don’t get a period anymore so that does nothing to clue me in. the morning sickness? oh just a stomach bug or i ate something bad the night before. food cravings? i’m just stressed from work and life. i’m already tired and achey all the time so i don’t question it at all.

but you know. you know exactly whats happening to me. you secretly switched out my T once you realized what was happening. put me on estrogen supplements (you told me it was testosterone) to help the baby.

then the real fun starts. because of the estrogen and pregnancy, i start developing breasts again. my bump starts showing too. i don’t even notice! you start playing with my tits and showing so much attention to my belly during sex. it just feels so good that i can’t even feel dysphoric about having tits again. i start playing with them and rubbing my belly without paying attention even! too horny to even think further about the changes happening to me body.

you ask me to quit my job. i’d be much happier home where i can touch myself all day and take care of the house. i do it no questions ask. you know best after all. i’ve been blindly letting you make decisions about me for so long now. i even grew out my curly blonde hair and started dressing like a girl again. the first time i got she/her’d i came to you crying and you just held me and told me “well they aren’t wrong. have you looked in the mirror lately? such a pretty girl”. you started calling me your wife and picked a new girly name for me so you wouldn’t have to say my horrible masculine old name during sex. it became just another thing i associated with pleasure.

i didn’t clue into the pregnancy until i started lactating and the baby started kicking. at this point i’m so conditioned to being your housewife that i just accept my new role as a mommy. a tiny part of me in the back of my mind is screaming and crying, wondering how this could happen. but the real me knows that it was inevitable. i did this to myself but it’s ok cause i have you to guide me. i know this wont be the last time i’m full with child.

after all it’s my duty as your wife to give you all the babies you want.

[puppykn0th0lez]

I need to sit on daddy’s lap and play with my dolls grinding against his growing erection on accident while he tries to continue watching tv. His had grips my hip trying to keep me still but I just tilt my head confused at his stern expression and being told to stop. “But daddy! They were fighting and I-” He tells me where gonna play a new game and sets my toys aside creeping his hand down my thigh closer to my kid parts as I watch even more confused. Daddy pushes my pants down to my ankles before parting my legs and spreading my pussy with my thumb. It’s embarrassing how easy it sinks in as I whine at the first stretch of my virgin boy pussy. He tells me it’s time to start playing adult games, games that have rewards and risks. This game feels really good, but could lead to a baby growing deep in my belly. I had heard of that before, but people always seemed excited about babies! What could be the risk in that the doctor would just take it out? “I wanna feel good, make me feel good.” Daddy nods switching his thumb for two of his other fingers to further stretch my boy pussy for his cock.

POST WAS MADE BY A TRANS MAN WITH HE/HIM PRONOUNS

[septimusmoonlight]

Anonymous: I can't stop cumming to the thought of filling you up and later when you're about to birth my pups I deny it and fill you again making your pregnancies overlap until your mind is completely broken and I fuck you into a mess

Good thing you can’t stop thinking about it, ‘cause it’s something I like thinking about too~

I’m imagining a big, scary monster with a massive cock - maybe that’s you - filling up an unwilling breeder - maybe that’s me - with pups. You kidnap me to make sure that your pups grow nice and healthy inside of me, bringing me back to your rocky den inside of a cave, and as scared as I am of you, I can’t help but get wet at the knowledge of my body being used.

When my belly is so swollen that I would look more than overdue if I were carrying a human child, I go into labor. You’re alerted by my moans of pain, and take the opportunity to immediately start fucking me again, preventing me from giving birth. I’m begging and pleading for you to let me get your pups out, please, it hurts, please let me give birth - but you refuse to listen, growling as you rut into my wet hole.

You cum inside of me, and I immediately know you’ve just knocked me up all over again, the prospect terrifying but also one that makes me cum explosively, clenching hard around your cock. When you pull out, you pick me up like it takes no effort at all, and then sink me onto a particularly smooth, rounded rock formation that sticks up from the cave floor, making the stone act as a plug that prevents me from giving birth while your next litter is on the way. The thing is too big and I’m too heavy to lift myself off of it, so I’m left in simultaneous pain and pleasure while my middle grows even more.

When I go into labor for the second time, you effortlessly pick me up and again force yourself into me to seed me with another litter. When your hot cum pumps into my womb, my head goes blank as I accept that this is where I am and where I’m stuck, not screaming nor pleading anymore - but it also feels good, and I’m struggling not to admit that as you rail me before sliding me back down onto the stone.

When the third labor comes, though, and you lift me from the cave floor yet again, something inside of my head snaps and my cunt suddenly feels horribly, painfully empty - and I need you to fill me, bless me with your pups, make me as pregnant as you want, keep me pregnant, oh fuck-

You’re all too glad to comply, and your renewed vigor at my obedience just makes me scream and moan even more from the combination of pleasure and pain - though the pleasure far overwhelms what pain is there, and the pain itself is something that just makes me even more wet. With your fourth litter growing inside of me, I’m impossibly swollen at this point, the activity of your previous litters just causing even more sensation, and I can’t help but get wet at the feeling. I soak the ground beneath me as I moan and shift my hips on the stone toy you’ve impaled me on, just trying to get a little more stimulation, my brain entirely melted away in place of my new life as a perpetual incubator.

[sleepytwilight]

You seems like you really love angst. How about making artw men baby trap Summoner

I love angst but no way I'm making tha—

Warning: non-con, force pregnancy, manipulation, gatekeep, gaslight, Arcturus being the delusion yandere, Sirius is actually helpful.

𝔸𝕣𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕦𝕤

You desperately wanted to go home. That's all what you wanted which confused Arcturus.

Are you not happy with him? He did everything for you and yet you wanted to leave him?

He won't let that happen.

He spiked your drink, letting you get drunk. Of course he doesn't want to do it but can you blame him? It's your fault for wanting to leave.

Arcturus did not hesitate to accused you for forcing him to sleep with you. Letting you completely helpless... He forgives you, after all he is Arcturus.

He convinced the guide committee members to let you stay because you're carrying his child after all.

𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕔𝕒

Spica always wanted you to stay, he even said it he want you to rely on him only. Still you want to go back home?

Oh dear... At least this man is not worse than Arcturus but still... ...

He trick you on sleeping with him, let you believe you wanted this.

Your relationship is just full of lie and toxicity, damn you can't catch a break.

ℙ𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕦𝕩 idea by @chaoticwriting

Pollux will be very very very very.... Complicated.

He want you to stay, he really do but what should he do? You want to go back to your world and you already figured out way home.

That's when he realized something, he's going to guilt trip you to have a baby with him.

His cuteness is the key, can you really refuse him? No... Not really- even if you did, he'll still force himself on you.

Then lie he didn't mean to and it was just an accident but he is ready to take full responsibility.

𝔸𝕝𝕡𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕫

I honestly can't image this guy baby trapping you.

Maybe when he realized he was your past life lover, maybe he want you and him to be together again?

But you insist wanting to go home and ignore your history with him...

You made this by yourself, you leave him no choice. If only you agree on staying.

𝕊𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕦𝕤

Naur but Sirius brain cells suddenly coming back and he was speechless in 69 languages like wtf the sorcerers are doing.

He definitely will not baby trapping you, he did everything just for you to have freedom and the guide sorcerers are trying to take that away from you?

Nu-uh more homicide for him.

He probably had to kidnapped you but for good reasons okay, he have to keep you safe from them especially Arcturus until the rift is open again.

Don't be surprised when he treat you nicely- he just want you to feel safe.

𝕍𝕖𝕘𝕒

Vega just got you back but yet you wanted to leave already? Oh you... Always the reason why he's heartbroken.

He don't want you to leave him again but what possibly he can do to make you stay...?

Then he remembers something from mid eartheim, he remembers seeing news. That's his plan now.

Please don't blame him, it's your fault like always. You're the one to blame... You did this to yourself and face the consequences.

Vega honestly will take you to his home, at least you can have sorceress Gianna for your emotional support.

If you think sorceress Gianna will support his actions, nah she slapped Vega for doing this to you.

[knotty-thoughts69]

22 fakeboy // side blog

tw / kinks: incest, k9, rape, misgendering/detrans, pregnancy (light), watersports/piss, chastity, patriarchy, forcemasc, etc

limits: death/gore, feet, scat, diapers

[bestlittlebunny]

So.....I woke up this morning and, surprise surprise, I’m 9 months pregnant! The pressure im feeling between my legs makes me feel like im gonna go into labor any second. My breast have trippled in size and I cant go two seconds without milking them! I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that I’ve got a belly that's practically bursting and an appetite that could rival a bottomless pit. The whole thing has me caught between sheer outrage and an oddly amused disbelief. What kind of pills did you give us last night? I think we need to have a serious chat about this!

(Waddling over to you, touching the tip of my rotund belly to yours and placing a hand on your belly) If it’s any consolation, you grew absolutely beautifully. I’m in awe of how well your body handled this. But, honestly, I didn’t give us anything out of the ordinary! I don’t think. I asked that new doctor I’ve been seeing for recommendations on what to take for cramps and he gave me those pills. They’re just pain pills! I’m pretty sure…

[tboymoon]

no no, stop what are you doing? i told you i don’t want to have sex, that its a boundary of mine. get off of me! of course this isn’t turning me on whats wrong with you?! i’m not wet because i like being pinned, face down and forced to take cock. it must be something else.

ohhh fuck fuck pull out you’re too big!! what do you mean thats just the tip?? fuckkk ohmygod you’re going to break me!!

mm~ please, please. yesyesyes i was made for this. i was stupid for thinking i was better for anything but taking cock in my slutty little cunt. harder harder pleas-

what the fuck did you not use a condom?! i’m not on birth control what if i get pregnant?? “you hope so” ?! was this your plan all along? i can’t do this i’ll have to stop taking my testosterone. you switched it out months ago?! is that why my body’s been so much softer lately? woah why are you moving again is this turning you on?

yes!! yes yes please give me your babies fuck me full of your cum. i’ll be your pretty pathetic boywife, always round and full ~~

[puppykn0th0lez]

Need to be forced to carry a rape baby

[septimusmoonlight]

Anonymous: more ideas of things invading your body,, snakes and eels living in your womb, making you look heavily pregnant. feeling it move around inside you,,,, nghh

Oh fuck yes anon let’s go

Imagine:

- Being tied up, upside-down, and having water pumped into your womb before eels are funneled in, every single one of them squirming tightly together while the funnel is removed from you. Your cervix closes up so that none of them can escape as your belly shifts, taut with water but swaying with the motion of the eels. The people having fun with you use their hands to gently shift the round distension back and forth; the weight of the water hanging off of your frame makes the motion torturous enough, but when it agitates the eels you can’t help but moan obscenely, feeling them thrash around inside.

- Accidentally falling into a snake’s nest in a cave while you’re out on a walk. You’re worried that the snakes are venomous, at first - but when the snakes all overpower you and leave you unable to resist while they slither towards your pussy, you know you should be worried about something else. Working as a collective, the snakes manage to get your clothes out of the way, and it’s over the moment the first one slides into your pussy and through your cervix, happily exploring your warm uterus. The entire massive knot of snakes is going into your womb, and as much as you want to resist, there are just too many of them to fight off…and it feels good, the snakes stretching you open in such a nice way and the feeling of snakes pressing against your inner walls surprisingly hot. You can watch your belly swell and squirm with the mass of bodies inside of you, and by the time they’re all in you look pregnant with triplets.

- A vine monster in the woods knocking you onto your hands and knees and ripping your clothes off to expose your pussy. It probes you almost gently at first, as if testing the waters - then quickly starts forcing more and more vines into you, easily reaching your cervix and prying it open by force. tendril by tendril, it slides its entire form deep, deep into your body, compressing and coiling and shifting as it tries to get comfortable, and you’re left a shaking, dripping mess on the forest floor by the time it’s entirely inside of you. Your belly hangs low and large enough that it presses into the ground beneath you while you feel the vine monster slide tendrils down your fallopian tubes to afford itself more space.

- A concept I’ve read about elsewhere - going swimming and feeling a small, narrow fish quickly squirm in between your swimsuit and your skin. You don’t know what the hell would compel a fish to do that, at first, but it quickly answers your question by slipping into your pussy and through your cervix without warning. It takes you so off-guard that you can’t help but moan - and you can’t resist when more and more fish start joining the first, only barely able to keep yourself afloat while the shoal uses your vulnerability to its advantage. By the time you can get back to shore, your belly is swollen with small, lumpy bodies, all squirming and twitching restlessly inside of you.

- An absolutely massive slug somehow sliding and squeezing its way into your womb to lay its eggs and let them hatch. There was already a bump in your belly when it slid in, but when the eggs start to hatch and grow, you grow with them. You birth a few of the new slugs at one point, the slime making your hole into a sloppy mess while they crawl out of you, but the rest of them stay with the first - and lay eggs of their own. The cycle continues like that, generations and generations of slugs breeding and growing inside of you, your midsection swelling beyond reason. A few slugs from every batch of eggs escape your body to live elsewhere, but the rest have taken up your womb as their home…and you can’t get them out, continually growing and growing…

[tboymoon]

i always wonder if one of you is near me…like statistically it has to be possible

if anyone ever wants to guess where each other is located my dms are wide open 😋 especially t4t friends on here

one day i’m gonna find a mutual who’s actually close to where i am and i’m gonna let them do so many fucked up things to me

[theotherwoman-emily]

Heavy, milks breasts. Swollen, ready to feed from. Full womb, swollen belly. Growing new life.

Wide birthing hips.

Tender, sensitive pussy. Always leaking, always ready for the next load, always ready to be bred again.💋

[preg-canis-limus]

Naga king and his new human

You are the newest concubine in a Naga King's collection. In an agreement between his kingdom and yours, you were sent as a representative of your people to join the king's haram. You were at a sort of loss; you were but a small human in this swarm of nagas dressed in jewels and fine silks. They didn't have anything that fit you, so you had to make your own clothes from their silks and fix your own jewelry with whatever small pieces you could find. You felt out of place amidst their shiny scales. The great equalizer was, however, how you were expected to bear the king's children.

Again, you were a bit out of your element. Nagas were oviparous, and there was worry throughout the court if your body would be able to handle it. So until the day came, they decided it was best to get you comfortable with your expected duties with some "Exposure therapy."

You sat in on EVERYTHING, from lessons for the concubines to their cooking to cultural events to even bathing, which left you a little flustered. But not as much as the nightly duties; you sat in as the other naga tended to the king and learned a lot about naga anatomy in the process. Naga sex is so ROUGH. The first time you saw the king's two, not one but two, giant cock's emerge from his slit, you almost choked on your own spit. Long, thick, and TWO OF THEM, yeah, you now understood the apprehension, but you watched anyway. You watched as they kissed, long tongues slithering down throats, clawed hands grabbing at areas of exceptionally soft skin. It was a whole nother world compared to human sex. You watched as their tails curled around each other, and the king finally lined up one of this cock's with the concubine's slit; almost on command, the slit opened and gaped for the king, and he entered without a second thought. You sat there, watching their coiling bodies, and imagined yourself in the concubine's place, wondering if the king would do the same to you. You didn't have a naga tail, and you're almost certain your slit can't just open on command. Would he be rough with you like that? Would you like it? Would he coil around your body, bending your arms and legs so you couldn't move while he takes you without abandon? You hate to admit, or maybe you don't, that the thought of it riles you up and has you shuffling in your seat, hoping for some friction to relieve the minor but encroaching ache.

The birthing process was also a hurdle you had to overcome, so like with everything, you sat in on the other concubines laying their clutches. It was stressful in that room; surrounded by attendents, the room was hot and busting with energy. You watched as the concubines were tended to, almost pampered, as naga birth was less... active than human birth but even more lengthy with the large number of eggs they had to lay. You watched as each egg slowly slipped out of their holes, one by one, a wet plop accompanying their descent. You watched intently, the slight bump under skin as the eggs traveled down to their holes before falling out into the rest of the pile.

It didn't look pleasant, but it looked... stimulating. Your senses would be overwhelmed as your body pushes out egg after apple-sized egg. You watched, intrigued, facinated at how they could perform such a feat. You lay in bed at night, imagining how it felt. Did hormones numb the feeling, or could you feel every inch of each egg as they traveled through you? Did it feel good? The occasional wave of pleasure amidst a sea of discomfort. Each day, you watched, and each night, you lay staring at the ceiling as you fantasized about the shape and feel of every egg eventually passing through your body. After a while, you couldn't help but look forward to it. To the day you would finally be taken and made for sire a brood. While you're sure the experience may be glamorized in your sexually pent-up eyes, you can't help but fanaticize, obsess, or desire the experience. The passionate sex, the feeling of being filled with eggs, and the intimacy of laying them make your head spin in ways it never has before, and you don't know if you'll ever be the same.

Now, being all riled up at everything you've witnessed, the king was surprised at how eagerly you wiggled your soaked cunt against his cocks.

[tboymoon]

finally have time to touch myself tonight 😌 DM me or send me asks to cum to please !!

[septimusmoonlight]

Anonymous: You reblogged a slime gif recently and it got me thinking alongside the slime in your womb ask. What if it does something to you, that the slightest brush of something against your cunt/clit/ass will make you cum. Just by having an object inside you, unmoving, you are constantly cumming. Good for the slime, because it can grow and reproduce at a faster rate, but you, you can collapse in the middle of street from a powerful orgasm just because your pants touched your slit. You can grow infinitely

Oh, I can roll with this…

A slime gets into my womb, but instead of just making me horny all the time, it makes me hypersensitive and feeds off of the chemicals my body produces at orgasm. Because of this, it gets bigger and bigger even in the first few days that it’s inside my body - I can’t stop masturbating, cumming over and over again on toys, my fingers, my own fists.

Maybe it also influences other people, so that strangers will sometimes just pull my pants down and fuck me in the street whenever my jeans brush against me in the wrong - or maybe the right - way. Not only does that make me cum even harder, but the slime inside of me can also feed off of the contributions of strangers, creating a feedback loop that sometimes results in a small crowd all waiting to fuck my dripping cunt, the slime compelling other people through some kind of pheromones to help fill my pussy even more.

I can only imagine that I would eventually be left as a perpetually-cumming mess, naked, leaning against my own massive belly and completely broken, only capable of ecstasy as baby slimes pour out of my womb in a near-constant stream. The slime came a long way from turning me into a run-of-the-mill kinky wierdo into a mindless breedsack - but I wouldn’t have it any other way, always impossibly swollen and always obsessed with getting more, more, more.

[yourftmwifey]

Honestly men should never be forced to wear condoms during sex or be held accountable for birth control. Like, men were designed to breed. You were born with ovaries and a womb, it’s your responsibility to protect it, isn’t it? If you ever got pregnant, it’s your problem! If you don’t wanna be bred, use birth control.