#heavily pregnant

[justmakeherbigger]

Fat and fertile

[fertilytyisbeautiful]

Amazing torpedos bellies

[rotrightthrough]

Wanna keep you wide and gaping, legs pulled so wide apart pushing is nearly impossible to resist. You’ve been at 10 cm for hours now, but I keep murmuring how wonderful you are. How amazing you’re able to resist your own body without me having to do so much as restrain you, though I know in a few hours I’ll have to have a hand between your legs to impede your progress. Not even you can resist such unbearable pressure forever.

[annoyingbananafreakfarm]

[babymakingking]

Hey! 👋

Any pregnancy loving women and/or feedee, belly stuffing, bloating women out in this greater community looking to chat?

I would love to share stories and images, videos we have found in our journey for some fun!

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A collection from me to you 🌟🥵 #2

[y123345]

Spy in disguise

Jen was the best detective well known by the whole division. Not only did she excel in capturing bad guys but also in disguies. In fact, her nickname was the disguise matser. She could turn herself into anyone male female young or old alike which is the reason why she was in a secret mission infiltrating a drug gang. Being heavily pregnant as she was, her disguise was a middle age man with a beer belly. The police was tipped off that the largest amount of drug in history was about to be smuggled and needed to take action asap. As excited as she was to be a mother, she couldn't let go of this huge case. And with her disguise abilities, she was the perfect match to be a spy. In addition, she had gone undercover countless times amd successfully taken down the criminals. This time would be easy peasy too she thought.

Several weeks had passed. She ( disguised as a he) had gained the leader's trust to an extent that she got to know every move, every plan but nothing about the said huge drug deal. She became impatient. What if her baby was due and she didn't get the chance to capture them. What if the boss had known her disguise all along and was purposely keeping her close. But that was impossible because she knew her diaguise was perfect. She successfully turned herself into this middle age man, even her pregnant belly was diaguised as a beer belly. Even with the huge belly she fought so good that the boss even made her his body guard. One downside is that as the boss's bodyguard, she had to fight a lot, like a lot, not only that she had to be with him every second following everywhere he went, driving him to his desired places including picking up and dropping off his kids at school. She accidentally got hit in the stomach sometimes but luckily she just ended up with a bruised belly, the baby was unharmed.

Time passed quickly and she was now 38 weeks pregnant. Yet, no drug deal till now. It became uncomfortable for her to do her usual errands with her growing belly. The boss wanted to take his kids to the amusement park one day and as her duty was a body guard, she had to follow. He had rented out the entire amusement park. So, there was no one else there aprt from them.

Little did she know that there was a mole in the police force and that the boss knew she was the infamous disguise master Jen all along. He tried to kill her off by sending her to dangerous missions but even with a huge belly, she succeeded. He thought she might give up if her baby was at risk of getting hurt but she was so damn stubborn. The bigger her belly got, the more dangerous and physical jobs the boss send her to. But she was so confident that she thought no one knew about her being a spy and being pregnant.

On the amusement park, she saw several signs that pregnant women were not allowed on certain rides. She just silently prayed that she won't be put on those rides. The kids wanted to ride bumper cars and the boss ordered her to get in every single ride the kids wanted to and accompany them all day long.

In addition, the boss send three of his minions together with them whose mission is to make her hurt and withdraw her from the spy mission or kill her if possible.

The bumper for sure was fun, I mean for the kids. For her, not so much. Every time someone bumped into her car, her belly was slammed to the steering wheel due to inertia causing her painful contractions. She felt a 'pop' and a warm gush of water came down her pants. 'Oh crap! My water has broken' she thought. The boss's minions purposely kept bumping her car continuously until the time ran out. She lost count how many times she was thrown back and forth, her eyes became blurry due to the pain and she had to hold her belly gritting her teeth and trying to sooth the pain.

The day continued, the kids wanted to get on almost every single ride and she could barely walk now. The safety bars and belts on the rides were the worst. Those were either pressing her stomach in half from the front or pushing down from above. The baby descended into her birth canal more after each ride opening her wide. She ignored the dumpness on her pants and luckily no one bothered to ask. The boss was so satisfied. His plan worked! Her water had broken. She would leave the gang and he could finally do the deal.

Her contracting belly was hard as a rock, her back and belly was killing her. After a really long time of suffering, she decided to tell the boss that she ate the bad seafood last night and she now has to go back home and she would immediately be back tomorrow. The boss wasn't amused. He wanted her to gone forever not coming back the next day. So he decided to go to the final plan. He went " okay one last ride and you can go rest at home", smiling sneakily. She sensed something was off and before getting on the roller coaster, she called her police supervisor who she put as her emergency call.

She struggled to get on it with the baby already in her birth canal widening her hips. No one else except her was getting on. She knew something was terribly wrong and tried to get off immediately but her huge pregnant belly had been getting in the way. The boss errily smiled and said " Think you can trick me miss detective. I know who you are. You don't need to pretend to be a obese dude. Now you will pay the price. Time for the ride!"

Then before she could react, the safety bar came down with so much force and hit her belly violently. She wailed in pain and felt like her stomach was about to rupture. The pressing force pushex her baby further down and the head started to crown. She could feel the fetal head stuck in her opening being blocked by the ride's plastic chair. The bar was still pressing down her belly and yet the baby had nowhere else to go. She tried to get up but it just made the bar pressed further down. The boss, his minions and his kids were laughing at her pain. She was drenched in sweats, her face wrincing in pain, the head being squeezed out by the contraction and pushed back by the chair. It was all so much fun for them. The boss signaled his man and suddenly another bar came out from the front amd crushed her belly. Now her stomach was squished from above and the front, indenting her stomach dangerouly. She was a mess at this point, crying , sobbing with a large pool of liquid at her feet.

"Now time to go" the boss said and left her just like that with both bars still pressing and disfiguring her belly. An hour later, her supervisor she previously made a call arrived and lift the bars from the ride's control center got her down and sent her to the hospital. 4 hours later, she was seen breastfeeing her baby on the hospital bed cradling with all smiles. Her stomach was black and blue from all the hits she took but a tough woman would be fine in a few days.

[luna-baby01]

Luna Gets Bigger, Part III The end of the first trimester brings even more changes. One day, you were waddling through the door to your bedroom. Your hips have been spreading wider and wider over the course of this pregnancy, both because that's just what happens when you're pregnant due to the bones in your pelvis spreading in preparation to give birth and all the fat you've put on due to the fact that you simply cannot stop stuffing your face, also because you're pregnant. They've come close to brushing the door frame before, but now they are. They definitely are. You close your eyes, with a grin on your face, both fists in the air, squealing like a schoolgirl at the thought that your husband got you so pregnant and you fattened yourself up so much that your hips now brush door frames. You can't wait until you actually get stuck or even crush them! And of course, that ballooning belly of yours has been doing some serious growing. Remember that day when you were in the fifth month of your last pregnancy and you couldn't reach the front of your belly anymore? That happened on the same day! Only three months in and you can't even reach all the way around yourself anymore! Your hands cannot meet! You're such a bloated, fattened baby factory that you cannot even reach your own belly button! Again! You thought that the day your hips started brushing door frames was already one of the single best days of your entire life, but now there's just no comparison. Both incredible feats of fecundity and gluttony have been accomplished in just one single day! A girl who cannot even walk (or waddle) through a door without her hips brushing the sides and has a belly that has outgrown her arms' reach. Your mind is mush. Complete mush. You have no idea what is going on around you, the only thought on your mind being how much bigger you're going to get, and how you have absolutely no control over that process, your husband putting you in this most wonderful, delicious prison of your own body. Those thoughts simmer in your mind until your husband gets home from work, and you simply cannot stop yourself from pouncing on him to thank him for what he's turned you into.

Brushing door frames with your hips is one thing, getting stuck in door frames is another. Merely a month after that day your mind spiraled out of control in delirious euphoria, your hips actually do get stuck in-between your bedroom door. You really can't leave your room anymore. Thankfully, the floorboards in your room are extra creaky, something you desperately would have missed if you were stuck in there, which you now are as a result of your gravidity and rapaciousness. Your limited range of motion has predictable results. Your activity is reduced, your babies get bigger, your body gets fatter. It's a delicious cycle.

Even that limited range of motion is taken from you by month five, an entire month earlier than it was previously. You're bed-bound. You're stuck. Pinned underneath the weight of ten heaving fetuses that not even your fat, meaty legs can support anymore, both your babies and your body growing even fatter now that you cannot even move. There is nothing more in life that you could have possibly wanted, and boy did you get it. Your hands explore what you can of your ever-growing, immobile body. You have no one else than your doting husband to thank for all of this. He keeps both the appetite of your greedy decuplets fed and your appetite for him more than satisfied. He rocks your world like nothing else. None of your neighbors are getting any decent sleep. (continued in Part IV)

This is what I’m imagining with this😳😳😳

[justmakeherbigger]

The amazing OnlyOneRhonda

[fertilytyisbeautiful]

[rotrightthrough]

We’re live!

Word count: 2000 somehow?? I intended this to be a little Drabble but oh well. This is a re upload for visibility. Idea is from @swollentummies

Eli adjusted his lingerie to drape perfectly over his baby bump. The fabric was extremely tight, a purchase from much earlier in his pregnancy, but it was one of his favorite pieces, made of pure, delicate white lace, and today was an important show. He was prepared to go all out. “Be good for this one ok?” He whispered down at the 42 week swell of his belly. Eli had actually planned to take a break from camming after he hit his due date but after 2 weeks of minimal movement and no signs of imminent labour, he decided to bless his viewers with one last show, one where he’s as pregnant as he’ll ever be. A grand finale of you will.With one more adjustment of his posture he flicked on his camera and smiled as he watched the viewers pour in. “Ok guys I’m sad to say this will be my last show for a while, so let’s make it a good one.”

Comments flooded through the chat, many disappointed but just as many merely excited to see their favorite camboy stream so close to birth. “We’re going to be doing donations for requests today. Nothing too crazy though.” He giggled, “don’t want to send me into labor.” His first donation came in right after that statement. It was a pretty hefty one too, with the request being simply to do 10 jumping jacks. “Jumping jacks?” He raised an eyebrow, but shrugged. A request is a request after all. The mere action of standing up was arduous now, but he tried to make it look more sultry and less like he was a beached whale coming up from the water. He did one jumping Jack before realizing why the donor had requested such an action. As he jumped out his belly would bob and sway, the pure gravity and speed of the action foreign to Eli’s body at such an advanced stage in pregnancy.

He tried his best to make the exertion appealing to his viewers, even lingering to gently stroke his belly afterwards, which was now awake with a flurry of exercise induced activity. He panted as he sat back down, adjusting his camera so the viewers could be treated to a full view of his overdue belly. “Oof, that was tougher than I thought, I guess I’m getting pretty out of shape huh?” He chuckled before glancing back at his monitor. He saw a request to get onto his bed and immediately took it, those jumping jacks certainly did a number on his back. This odd pain began to spread at the base of it, radiating upwards. But he ignored it, after all who doesn’t have back pain when they were as overdue as he was.He leaned against the plush pillows of his bed, propping his belly up like a cake in a display case. He glanced at a particular donation and grinned mischievously. It was a challenge he’d done quite a few times before.

He had a small vibrater that he had programmed to raise in one level of speed and intensity every time someone donated over 1,000 dollars. It had been a staple prop in his shows for a while now but he hadn’t used it since he hit 36 weeks, afraid to set off labor. However since the amount of money needed to raise the level was so high, he reasoned it would probably stay at a pretty tolerable level of stimulation. “No I am not lowering the level raising price.” He giggled as he slipped the little toy between the very small allowance between his lingerie. It was so tight even the small vibrator fit snugly and secure in his panties. “This is our last show for a bit, don’t go cheaping out on me.” He added a little pout as a flourish.

Then a devious little idea popped into his head.He leaned against the pillows and adjusted his hips so the audience could see the bulge of the vibrator in his semi transparent panties. “I’m so worried though, I heard too much stimulation can cause someone to go into labor,” he purred and stroked his ripe belly. “I really hope that doesn’t happen.” Eli smirked internally. The vibrator had ten levels, and it was incredibly rare for it to ever get above a 5 in a single show, especially considering certain patrons would pay to interrupt the portion to get him to do other acts, resetting the donations. He knew even a 5 may be a little intense for him this late in his pregnancy, but he was certain he could handle it. He was a professional.The first donations flow in, probably brought on by his teasing.

They come faster than usual but not intolerably so, even in Eli’s gravid state. Despite this he makes a show of it, sitting up and rocking his hips, moaning softly as the vibrations echo throughout him. He feels his stomach tighten from the sudden shift but simply continues to rock his hips, it helps with the odd pressure forming at his pelvis.“Oof, guess I’m extra sensitive today guys, only level 1 and I’m already feeling it.” He smiled, tracing hearts along the overstretched skin of his belly button.

As he rode his way through the vibrations he decided to answer some questions.“No, the doctor said he doesn’t think it’s twins. Just one big guy.” He chuckled, reading through further. “Oh come on, don’t underestimate me. I can totally give birth to them naturally. I know my hips are a little narrow but I’ll be getting an epidural so it’ll be fine.” The chat seemed a little disappointed at that and Eli smirked a little too smugly. “What, did you guys want me to give birth on stream? That’s a little far even for me.” For some reason donations started to flood in after that, brutally fast, as if Eli taunts had only encouraged them.

Eli’s performative panting and moans began to transform into genuine guttural sounds as he felt the pressure build around the base of his abandoning. His belly seemed to squeeze with every new donation, a constant war between the pleasure of the vibrations and the pain of these odd sensations. And then it hit him. He was in labor. The thought quickly made him spiral before he realized a few things. This was his first baby, and first babies are known to take forever and his water hadn’t even broken yet. He was fine to wrap up the show.Besides he was making more money now than he ever had. Even an hour more could mean thousands of dollars. But as the vibrator began to approach level 4 he panted a few shallow breaths. The little squeezes were becoming big- long squeezes, so intense they were visible on his belly from the monitor. His stomach now sat between his thighs, low and heavy.

“Ok guys I think we’re gonna wrap up soon. I think I’m in labor.” Perhaps his chat thought he was doing some sort of roleplay thing because that really made the donations go haywire. Hundreds of dollars at a time skyrocketed him up to level 5, causing his entire body to become jelly like- moaning lewdly. “Fuck, guys I’m serious.” He panted, rubbing a hand from the base of his contracting belly to the top, feeling how rock hard the surface was. “Hooo look,” he stammered out, poking his belly for emphasis, showing the camera the state of his baby bump, stretched beyond its limits and wracked with contractions.

He kept trying to reach for his camera, or his monitor to shut off the stream but each new donation and each new contraction kept his nailed down, clenching around nothing. “Ooo fuck guys.. hooo, owww,” he moaned, moving again before immediately realising what a horrible idea that was.Sitting up in it of itself was a struggle on a good day, sitting up with a vibrator in him and a baby thrashing around was nearly impossible. He attempted to wade through the mixture of agony of bliss, rocking his hips in a circular motion.

Unfortunately this only seemed to encourage his babies descent, and before he knew it, he felt the whole weight of the baby on his pelvis, pressing against his cervix. Little by little he was managing to sit up, having to lay back slightly every time a new donation or contraction came in. But eventually he was able to make it right to the button on his pc, finger hovering over it and then-

Optimus_Alpha donated $4,000!

Pop!

Just like that his progress was halted and he threw his head back in a combination of ecstasy and agony. Not only had the vibrator been brought up to its maximum level in the span of a minute, but the pure shock of it caused his water to break, amniotic fluid soaking his bed and his beautiful white lingerie. His brain started to panic, before instinct set in and he almost forgot that he had an audience, with more flooding in each minute. Thousands of viewers, all about to lay witness to the birth of a new life. “Hooo fuckkkk-“ Eli moaned gutturally, attempting to shove off his panties as he felt them bulge. But it was useless, they were just too tight.

He needed scissors or something, but he would be amiss if he ruined such a perfect pair of panties.So instead he focused on slow pushes, panting heavily as he managed to push the lacy lingerie off. It was an agonizing process, his mind hazy with pain throughout, but eventually the panties lay at his swollen ankles and he was able to remove that damn vibrator. Now that his panties were off his viewers received a full view of his bulging exit, swollen and dangerously stretched over the baby’s massive head. He stroked the area with a free hand, gasping as he felt the sliver of head stretch him, a bit of dark hair peeking out.

“Ohhh fuck fuck he’s so big, he’s too big.” Eli cursed, clutching his belly. He was wracked by constant contractions now, and with no vibration to distract him he was forced to confront the full pain of childbirth.

He pushed and squeezed until his face grew a shade of bright red, stroking his belly with one hand and the fiery ring of hell that was his nether regions with the other, helping to stretch the area. The burn was terrible, like nothing he had ever felt, and he became lost in it, bearing down and pushing like his life depended on it.He clutched at his ruined silk sheets as he bore down for one brutal push before he heard a satisfying pop of the baby's head dislodging. He met momentary relief before having to pant out the shoulders, adjusting himself into a low squat to accommodate the rest of the baby's body. With the shoulders out the feet quickly followed and the not so little baby that emerged from him started to cry.

Eli collapsed onto his pillows, cradling his 12 pound infant to his chest. He laughed tiredly before laying a kiss on the babies forehead. “Well aren’t you a cutie?” He sat their peacefully for a moment before he heard his computer ding, signaling the 3 hour mark of the stream. Shit. He forgot to turn the damn thing off. “Umm.” He smiled nervously. “I told you today was a special show?” Honestly, it was a net positive. The money he made from that stream was enough to go on maternity leave for a loooong time.

[famouswinnerranchllama]

[annoyingbananafreakfarm]

[stuffedbred]

6 month pregnant and due to the fact your carrying a lot of eggs instead you look 2 months bigger than what you are, so some people just assume your ready to pop soon and you know for a fact you will go overdue cause you want this belly for as long as you can hold it.

My gravid stomach littered with the outlined bumps of eggs sits heavily on my smaller frame, my balance poor at the best of times. The egg's shells are currently soft to the touch under my skin, allowing for the continued growth of the fetuses. From what I have heard, as the pregnancy enters the final few weeks they harden up to protect the offspring inside, consequently making delivery more strenuous on the host depending on how long the eggs are allowed to gesticulate and increase in size.

Thus I also knew that I was nowhere near the end of this pregnancy, and at least a whole two months of growth was in front of me. My belly had already distended so far out in front of me, my belly button popped out weeks ago and became cleaved in half by the linea nigra that emerged into existence not long after. I could feel the mucus plug inside me firmly in place. With equal measure I dreaded and aroused at the next couple of months ahead, wondering how much larger I could get. Little did I know the road would be much longer and more fulfilling than I could have ever guessed...

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