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Imagine being pregnant back to back to back to back….

Anna sighed heavily, each footstep painful as she made her way down the stairs. Her back ached, her baby filled belly constantly moving and weighing her down. Her large maternity dress barely covered her belly, the bottom of it only inches off the ground. At only twenty three years old she was already on her fifth pregnancy and this litter was her biggest yet.

She walked into the kitchen and began the task of preparing breakfast for her many children and her husband. She herself was starving, but she ate last. Her family took priority. Bacon, eggs, toast, pancakes, and bottles of milk for her many smaller babies.

As the sound of sizzling bacon wafted through the house her older children began to stir, making their way into the kitchen. Her oldest, a set of quints, helped get the younger children in their seats, setting the table for their gravid mother.

Anna looked at her children, not quite believing she already had so many. When she was eighteen her and her boyfriend, Dave, had sex for the first time, resulting in the quints. They were shocked to find out they were having so many but the doctor couldn’t explain it. Anna was just very fertile. Ever since then Dave kept her pregnant, not wanting her womb to be empty for even a second. Another set of quints and octuplets shortly followed and her last litter, a set of ten, was still sleeping soundly upstairs in their cribs.

Anna rubbed her belly. She was nearing her due date with the baker’s dozen now residing inside of her and she was eager to finally get them out. Anna was tired of having babies. She didn’t want to be pregnant anymore. Instead she wanted to spend time with the many children she already had; another part of her also wanted to just be a kid herself, enjoying the perks of being nearly twenty one.

“Morning,” Anna’s husband, Dave, said as he entered the kitchen. He lovingly stroked her belly, feeling the large babies beneath the skin. “How are my babies doing today?”

“They’re restless, that's for sure,” Anna replied.

“Well they only have a few more weeks in there.” Dave kissed her belly button, making her moan lowly as he rubbed her sensitive skin, pushing up her large maternity shirt to show off her gravid curves.

Anna tried to push him away but her belly was too big. She couldn’t reach him past her stretched womb. She instead handed Dave a plate and watched him sit down. She served the rest of her children before making herself a large plate, her cravings always getting the best of her.

Dave quickly ate. “I’ve got to get to the office. But you all be good for mommy today!” He kissed the heads of his children and left, leaving Anna to get the kids ready for the day all by herself.

It was a tough task taking care of her twenty eight children all by herself. Dave believed in traditional husband and wife roles: he would work and get to come home and relax while she took care of the house. All while giving him even more babies. She got the two sets of quints dressed for pre-school and loaded them into the large minivan, her mom stopping by to help drive them to school. Anna had lost the ability to drive months ago when her belly wouldn’t fit behind the wheel anymore.

“Good morning,” Anna’s mom, Crystal, said. “How are my grandbabies today?”

“Good!” the kids shouted.

Crystal patted her daughter’s belly and smiled. “How blessed your family is. So many babies and more to come.”

Anna forced a smile. “Yeah, I can't quite believe it sometimes. Can you pick them up at around 3 for me?”

“Of course! Anything for you. And I’ll be by after I drop them off to help with the little little ones.”

Crystal drove off with the ten kids leaving Anna alone to take care of the other 18. She grunted as she walked back up the stairs, needing to feed the babies. She had to go up the stairs sideways, her stomach squished between her and the railing. She sat heavily in the rocking chair and heaved her large breasts out of her shirt before beginning the long task of feeding ten fat and hungry babies.

Anna couldn’t help but resent her husband's lack of help. She was tired all the time, especially with thirteen more babies on the way. And she wanted a break from all of it. She knew getting pregnant again would only make her bigger and she dreaded the fact that one of these pregnancies would make her immobile. She rubbed her belly as the babies finished eating, concerned about how to even broach this topic with her baby crazy husband.

The end of the day finally came, her children were in bed, and Anna was able to take her gravid body to her own bedroom where she laid down heavily, the frame creaking under her weight. Dave rubbed her near full term belly. He couldn’t get enough of her pregnant form, demanding sex almost nightly. Anna would oblige, letting her husband pound away at her while she laid there, wondering how she could convince him to stop having babies.

After Dave busted in her he laid back next to her, panting heavily.

“How much longer until I can put another batch in you,” he said.

“I wanted to talk about that, actually,” Anna said. She pushed herself into a seated position, rubbing her belly to calm her babies. “I don’t want to get pregnant again.”

Dave frowned. “At all?”

Anna nodded. “I’m tired all the time. There's so many babies to take care of already and it's hard to do with this sticking out of me. I need a break.”

“You’re my wife. You’re supposed to give me a family.”

“I have given you a family. I’m telling you now, I’m starting birth control the minute these babies are born. Or you're getting a vasectomy. Got it?”

“I don’t understand why you’re doing this?”

“Because, Dave, this isn’t exactly what I thought my life would be.”

Dave nodded. “Alright. If it’s what you want. I will respect it.”

“Thank you. Goodnight.”

Anna turned on her side to try and get some sleep, surprised at how well that conversation went.

Dave, however, was not about to let his wife be without child. He laid awake, coming up with ways to convince Anna to get pregnant again. He even googled fertility drugs, wondering if there was a way he could replace the birth control with them instead.

The next morning Dave hopped out of bed and left the house quickly, leaving Anna alone with the sleeping children. He needed a plan. He went to his place of work, a science lab dedicated to advancing humans faster than ever before. While Dave may have been young, he was incredibly smart and worked through the ranks quickly, learning all that he could.

Dave went to his lab and looked around. He was the first one there, just as he hoped. He opened his locked drawer and pulled out a notebook labeled “Fertility”. He had been studying his wife’s extreme fertility for awhile now, all in secret. He had wanted to create a way for even the most barren of women to be able to conceive but now he wanted something that would make even those who hated kids want to do nothing but breed. He studied his previous concoctions and set to work creating a small bottle of what looked like perfume.

“This better work,” he muttered to himself. He grabbed the small bottle and pocketed it before locking away his secrets once again.

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A month later and Anna found her stomach flat once again as the 13 new babies laid crying around her. She had given birth on time, per usual, and all her babies were large and healthy. Dave smiled as he picked up the two week old babies, looking at his wife who seemed less than eager about the task ahead of her.

“How many miracles we have made,” Dave said.

“I know. But I’m not sure how I will be able to take care of them all myself.”

“You’re a wonderful mother. You will find a way.”

Dave kissed her but he could sense Anna’s resentment. He set the babies down and decided this was the right time.

“I have a gift for you,” Dave said. “Come with me.”

Anna followed her husband to their bedroom. A gift from him was rare and Anna was confused as to what the occasion was.

“Did I forget an anniversary?” Anna asked.

“No! I just wanted to show my wife how much I appreciate her.”

Dave handed her a neatly wrapped box. Anna took it and unwrapped it, revealing the small glass bottle.

“It’s perfume,” Dave said. “The lady said it smelled like lemons and honey which I know is your favorite.”

Anna smiled. “Thank you! This is actually very thoughtful.”

“Why don’t you try it out?”

Anna obliged, taking the perfume and spritzing it on her wrists and neck. It smelled amazing, making her close her eyes and breathe it in deeply.

“Wow,” Anna whispered. “That’s amazing.”

When she opened her eyes she looked her husband up and down and licked her lips. She was suddenly feeling very...horny. Anna rubbed her flat stomach, feeling how empty it was and how full she needed it to be.

What is wrong with me? She thought to herself. Get a hold of yourself!

But the drug was more powerful than Anna’s own mind. Dave walked closer to her, pressing her body against his as he grabbed her plump rear, making her squeak.

“You want more babies?” Dave asked. “I know how empty you must feel.”

"No," Anna whimpered. "We said...no more..." But she felt her thighs rubbing together and her pussy growing wet at the thought of growing even bigger.

Dave grabbed her and picked her up, taking her to the bed and laying her on her back. She moaned in protest, but she couldn't fight the intense hormones now raging through her.

Dave wasted no time ripping off her yoga pants and thrusting himself into her, his cock filling her tight pussy. He gripped her leaking breasts and pumped faster, eager to fill her before the perfume wore off.

Anna couldn't help but moan and groan as he hit all her sensitive areas. She could hear the voice of reason in the back of her mind screaming at her to stop, knowing she would only get more pregnant, but she laid helpless on the bed, cumming over and over as Dave gripped her thighs.

"I'm gonna fill you until you burst!" Dave groaned as he felt his cock growing hotter.

Before Anna could get him out of her, he shot ropes of hot cum into her waiting vagina. He held himself against her, not wanting any of the precious seed to leak out.

Anna came again, rubbing her flat stomach, her senses returning to her as Dave leaned on top of her, sucking on her ripe tits.

"What did you do?!" Anna screamed.

"Gave you what you wanted," Dave replied. He pulled out of her and left her laying on the bed, cum still leaking from her.

Anna rubbed her stomach and started to cry, knowing what the next ten months would bring.

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Four months in and Anna was already huge. She rubbed her quintuplet sized belly, groaning as she tried to heave herself out of bed to tend to her crying newborns. Dave slept soundly beside her, not even attempting to help care for his kids.

Anna finally got herself standing, her hands pushing into her lower back. She waddled heavily to the nursery, her tits already leaking through her maternity nightgown.

"Shh shh," she cooed as she began to nurse the 13 new babies. Her previous ten began to stir as well, wanting their mother’s precious milk.

"Oh, there's too many," Anna said as she tried to soothe the babies she couldn't feed right away.

It took hours but finally all the babies were fed and asleep and Anna could take her tired body back to bed. She laid back down on her side, her belly hanging off the side of the mattress. Dave rolled over and rubbed her tummy, feeling the stretched skin. He kissed her neck, making her groan.

"You're so big already," he moaned. "I want you bigger."

“I can't get bigger. I'll burst!"

"You'll grow beautifully my gravid wife."

Dave pulled down her underwear and pushed his aching member into her pussy. She groaned as he pumped in and out of her, making the bed creak under her gravid weight. He grabbed the bottle of perfume and spritzed it on her neck, seeing her eyelids close gently as the extra hormones took over her.

Anna wanted to protest but she couldn't help but moan lustfully as Dave hit all her sensitive spots. This pregnancy was already so heavy and it made her hornier than ever before. She could feel all the weight of her tummy pushing on her hips and vagina as Dave rolled her onto her back, pressing his muscular torso against the underside of her belly. He gripped the sides of her belly as he thrust in and out of her, making her cry out.

“Oooohhh,” Anna moaned. “Oh fill me up! I’m already so full but I need more!”

“And I’ll give you more!” Dave grunted. He sucked on her belly button, his tongue pressing the flat flesh back into her stretched skin.

“Dave! I’m gonna cum!” Anna shrieked.

“Get ready for my babies!”

Dave thrust once more before busting inside of her. Anna groaned as she felt her own orgasm go through her, making her legs go limp. He pressed against her, shoving his cum into her, urging her to grow bigger and bigger.

“Oh,” Anna groaned as Dave pulled out of her and got her back on her side. “Oh it’s so big already.”

“Just how I like it,” Dave moaned. He rubbed her belly as she struggled to get comfortable, eager to know just how pregnant he had gotten her this time.

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cred: Maternal-reads on dA

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Back to back to back pregnancy part 4

9 months pregnant. Anna was finally 9 months pregnant. 41 weeks and 5 days pregnant to be exact. All she could do was lay in bed, eat, and wait for her massive brood to decide they wanted out. She was currently struggling to fit through the bathroom doorway, her belly and hips caught in the frame. Going to the bathroom was nearly impossible at this size and she hated how much Dave loved to see her so miserable. When she finally broke free she paused to catch her breath, her legs trembling from having to carry so much weight.

Unwillingly her distended middle sank onto the floor. Anna needed to arch her back further than ever to get her stomach off the ground so she could hobble the few steps from bed to toilet.

Anna looked up and saw Dave watching her, a tent in his pants, his mouth practically drooling over her fecund form. With a grunt of anger and determination she lifted her belly, her hands pushed hard into her lower back, and waddled the few steps to their bed.

Dave watched her struggle to heave her belly onto their king size bed. He had already widened their doors again but she was still struggling to squeeze through them on her own. Not that she left their room anymore, the 18 overdue babies finally rendering her basically immobile.

“Can you help me?” Anna huffed as she sat her belly on the ground again, only having to lean forward a little bit to rest it on the cool hardwood.

Dave walked over to her and leaned down in front of her, placing his hands under her firm gut. With a heave he lifted the dense ball of wriggling flesh onto the sinking mattress. Anna sighed as the weight of her babies was somewhat relieved for a moment, before they kicked her harder after the rough movement.

“Fuck, you’re heavy,” Dave gasped.

“It’s your fault!” Anna cried as she struggled to get back into her seated position on the bed.

“I know, and I love it.”

Dave stopped her from getting further into the bed, his larger hands grabbing her wide hips. He pinched her far rolls, making Anna squeal.

“Dave, please,” Anna begged. “I’m so tired.”

“You’re in the perfect spot,” Dave responded. He pressed himself against her cellulite covered ass, pulling down her tight panties and moving to unbuckled his pants.

Anna groaned and tried to get onto the bed, away from her lust filled husband, but she was so tired and heavy and his fingers inside of her felt so good. She could smell the perfume in the air as Dave spritzed it onto her neck.

“Doesn’t it feel good?” Dave asked. He pushed his hand further into her tight hole.

“Yes!” Anna squeaked. She hated how good it felt to orgasm with all this weight in her.

Dave felt her shudder as she came. He smiled as he pulled his soaked hand out of her and pushed her further into her stomach, giving him ample access to her waiting pussy.

“God fill me up!” Anna cried as she felt Dave thrust into her, his thick cock hitting her g spot. “Break my water! Get these babies out of me!”

As much as he loved her being this pregnant, Dave was excited for her to give birth so he could start her in the fertility treatments. The thought of her being twice as big made him grip her stomach tighter. Anna held her triple H cup breast’s in her arms, the bouncing of them causing her to leak all over her belly.

“I’m gonna make you bigger than this room,” Dave grunted. “You’re going to give me hundreds of babies!”

“Give them to me!” Anna came again, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. Dave felt her tighten around him, making him cum as well. He pressed himself tight into her, he stomach on her back, his hands rubbing her breasts and pinching her nipples.

Finally, Dave pulled out of her and helped her to sit down. He lifted her leg on the bed and helped her shift into her spot. At last Anna could lean back and catch her breath, her giant belly and breasts heaving with each one she took. She closed her eyes and rubbed her stomach, feeling the overgrown babies fighting in her womb.

“Any day now,” Anna groaned. She rubbed her stretched skin, the deep marks spiderwebbing across her belly. “They have to come soon.l

“They’re over ten pounds each now,” Dave said. “You’re eating is paying off.”

Annas stomach growled at the mention of food. After their frequent fuck sessions Dave would bring her a buffets worth of food. Her eighteen overdue babies kicked and punched her insides, constantly demanding she eat everything that was given to her. Dave loved watching her stuff herself until she was so full she couldn’t speak. Not that she was ever really full anymore.

Once back into her seated position on the bed, her belly sitting between her open legs and stretching past her feet, Dave hooked her up to the breast pumps and went to grab her lunch.

Anna grunted uncomfortably as she felt the first small contractions in her back. She wasn’t happy about any of this but she couldn’t do anything but wait to give birth now. She was scared what her next pregnancy would be like, how big would she get and how many babies would she have, how would she take care of them all when she has her other kids as well?

Dave returned with Tanya, their head nanny, and a couple other nanny’s carrying her other children. Platters of fried chicken and French fries were set on her expansive chest and the breast pumps were replaced by the mouths of hungry babies.

This was her natural state, Dave thought. How every woman should look. Fat with babies, more on her nipples, totally succumbed to being nothing but a womb for her husband. It made him instantly hard again seeing her like this, moaning and sweating as she ate, trying to shove as much food in to soothe the constantly moving babies within.

Dave walked around her, like a moon around the earth, rubbing and prodding at the babies as they stretched her skin further. Behind the mountains of her belly and boobs Dave could hear his wife moan as she inhaled the food set in front of her. He reached the front of her belly, rubbing the underside where it reached past the mattress.

Baby after baby was fed from her leaking tits and after they were full a nanny would take them to nap in the ever expanding nursery down the hall. Anna would eat the whole time, every calorie needed to keep both the babies in her belly and on her chest fat and happy.

When all the babies were fed Dave continued his exploration of his wife’s body. He heard her burp as she finished the last of her lunch. With an evil grin, he pressed into her overstretched belly button.

Anna mewled loadly as she felt her belly button being sucked on. It had been so long since she had seen, let alone touch, that far side of her own body. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as Dave took his pants off and rammed his erect cock into her outie belly button, forcing it back into the confined space of her cramped middle.

“Dave please!” Anna cried. “You’re gonna… pop.. me..”

Dave thrust into her harder, her belly button as tight as her pussy, her womb seeming to suck him in as he pounded her. He gripped the sides of her overstretched womb and thrust in her again and again, shaking her as he did to make the babies kick even harder.

“Oh god!” Dave couldn’t see his wife but her cries were louder than ever. 18 babies worth of hormones were coursing through her body making her more sensitive all over. “Dave! Please I can’t… guhh… oh god!”

Anna couldn’t deny it felt good. She tried to reach below her belly to her soaked pussy but no matter how she tried she couldn’t reach. She instead reached for her nipples, raw and sore from constantly feeding and being pumped, yet so sensitive to the touch.

“Here it comes!” Dave grunted as he pulled out of her belly button and pushed inside her before finally coming. He pulled out of her again and covered the front of her in his seed. He could hear Anna orgasming, her legs spasming as she tried desperately to shift her weight.

Dave held onto her as he finished. He kissed her belly all over, trying to soothe them and give Anna a moment of relief. He heard her groan in pain as a small contraction tightened her whole body.

“Please come out,” Anna whined. “I can’t do this anymore.”

“Patience.” Dave smiled. “I’m sure they’ll be here before we know it.”

TWO WEEKS LATER

Anna cried out for her husband, her mouth full of vanilla cake and frosting, her belly filling the entirety of their king sized mattress. She was three weeks and four days overdue and she could almost feel her babies growing larger by the minute.

“Yes dear,” Dave sighed. He hated being the one having to do the chores and take care of his family; that was supposed to be the wife’s job after all. But he couldn’t deny Anna was incapable of doing more than eat and gestate at this point.

“I need them out. Today.” Anna grunted.

Dave watched as his 12 pound babies pressed dangerously through his wife’s skin. He pressed them back into her, making her moan even more as a contraction hit her.

“I need you back to taking care of this house,” Dave replied. “So yes, let’s get these babies out today.”

An animalistic urge came over Dave as he rolled his wife onto her side, revealing her fat pussy waiting for him to fill her even more. Anna groaned and cried as the weight of her babies made it even harder to breathe in this position.

Dave didn’t waste time on foreplay, instead taking his foot long dick and shoving into his once petite and slim wife. She was 24, pregnant non stop, birthing entire litters of babies all for him. He gripped her thighs tightly, squeezing the fat rolls on her and sucking in her tight womb.

Anna didn’t know if she wanted to scream from pain or pleasure as Dave filled her and pounded hard into her cervix. A contraction hit her, tightening her already tight womb and making her babies thrash even more. She could feel the first one descending lower into her birth canal.

The contractions only made Dave thrust harder as he felt his wife tighten around him. Anna grabbed one of her massive mammaries in both hands and moved her nipple to her mouth, sucking down the sweet cream and stimulating her even more. she knew nipple stimulation would make the contractions come sooner and she was more than ready to evict this brood.

Dave wanted to cum instantly but he held himself back, instead watching his wife cum again and again as the contractions began to pick up speed. After 20 minutes of this Dave moved Anna to her other side and continued to fuck her.

“Please!” Anna cried, tears running down her face as another contraction gripped her. “Please I wanna push!”

Anna beaded down, despite the baby in her pelvis not being ready to move. Dave pressed on her stomach harder, forcing the babies to move further down.

“Come… on…” Dave panted. He went faster, making Anna bounce in the bed, the frame creaking more and more until Dave finally couldn’t hold it in anymore and he came.

The force of his jizz hitting her insides made Anna low like a cow in heat. She felt her body jiggling everywhere as Dave continued to thrust as he shot ropes into her. The bed frame creaked louder before breaking, sending Anna and the king size mattress to the floor.

The force of the fall and her orgasm was enough to do it. A gush of fluid rushed from between her fat legs as her water finally broke.

“Are you ok?” Dave asked.

“They’re coming! Finally!” Anna grimaced as another contraction hit her, this one hurt more than the others.

Dave watched as his wife pushed, the first baby crowning and stretching her wide open. He shouted for the nanny’s to grab towels and blankets before turning back to his panting wife.

“Stop pushing! You’re not fully dilated yet.”

“Please, I need them outttt!!!” Anna pushed again as a contraction took over. Dave pressed on the head of the baby trying to come out, preventing it from tearing her open.

“You’re almost ready. Just wait.”

Anna was sobbing, the pain worse than any birth she’d had before. These babies were so big and there were so many of them.

After what felt like hours, Dave finally let her push, the first 12 pound baby nearly falling out of her as she screamed. Dave caught the crying girl and quickly handed it to a nanny who placed it on Anna’s chest to feed.

This was the routine as baby after baby came out of Anna. It took nearly a day and a half for her to birth all 18 babies, the last two feeding on her chest as she closed her eyes in exhaustion. They ranged in weight from 12-18 pounds, the largest being a boy, and Anna could already hear her other kids waiting outside to meet their new brothers and sisters.

Dave grabbed the sleeping babies from his wife and set them in the bassinets with the others. He sat in the bed next to her and sucked on her breasts, tasting her sweet milk for himself.

“Enjoy the next few weeks of having an empty womb,” Dave said, kissing her neck and making her moan. “Because I’m going to fill you even more this time.”

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boy who has two different dating app profiles, one where he only uses careful selfies and pics from before he got knocked up, and one that really highlights every way that he’s grown in the past few months. on one hand, he loves seeing the shocked expressions of his unsuspecting dates when they see him waddling up for the first time; on the other, he loves the way the matches from his second profile are always so handsy and needy when they finally get his clothes off.

boy who keeps showing up to the club no matter how big he gets, looking for another hookup and inevitably getting one. refusing to think about the consequences as his belly gets filled *again.*

boy who gets so big he can barely move, laying in bed and desperately texting every hookup and fwb he has to see who’s willing to come over and satiate his needs.

hot slutty boy who just cant stop getting knocked up even after he's already pregnant so he just keeps getting more and more bred with more and more babies <333

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Commission: Not So Empty Nest Part 1

The day finally came when Nick had to say goodbye to his mother. He had dreaded this day, but was also excited to be finally heading off to college. They had spent all day yesterday loading up his car and making sure he had everything he needed before doing the four hour drive to his new dorm.

As long as he can remember it had always just been him and Maria. His mom had had him when she was young, 18 and just out of high school, but she made sure he never wanted for anything. They had shared small apartments, late nights working on homework, and now she was getting ready to say goodbye to her only child.

The night before as they ate pizza and watched movies Nick looked at his mom, admiring how beautiful and youthful she still was. Long silky black hair, a curvy body and olive toned skin. They had the same dark brown eyes but Nick was paler and more lanky than his mother. He had gotten his height from his father’s side (according to her) and stood 8 inches taller than his mother’s 5’4” stature.

Nick set down his plate on the coffee table and turned to his mom, his heart pounding and his nerves building in anticipation of him leaving. He had been rehearsing this conversation in his head all day and knew if he didn’t say it now he would never be able to.

“Mom?” Nick started, his voice sounding childlike.

“Yes, sweetheart?” Maria replied, looking at her son and smiling.

“I’ve been thinking about this for a while. Since I got accepted into college really. But I wanted to ask you if you were maybe going to start dating again once I’m gone?”

Maria looked down at her hands and picked at her pizza. “Sweetie you don’t need to worry about me–”

“I know. You’ve told me my whole life. But now you’re going to be alone and I don’t want you here alone without someone here to love you and treat you the way you deserve to be treated.”

Maria didn’t know what to say. She had put off dating these last 18 years, focusing solely on her son and her job as a hairdresser. “I promise, Nick, that I will be fine. Of course I will miss having you around but I don’t need to get married or anything like that.”

Nick tried to hide his disappointment. He had tried this once before when he was younger, begging his mom for more siblings and a dad, but she had shooed him off saying she didn’t have time.

“It’s just something to think about, mom,” Nick replied. “In case you get lonely.”

Maria scooted on the couch closer to her son and hugged him, ruffling his hair and kissing the top of his head. “I appreciate you looking out for me, honey. I’ll think about entering the dating scene again. I promise.”

Nick looked up at her and smiled. “Thanks. I’d feel better about going to school knowing you won’t be bored and alone.”

“Oh, Nicky, I’m not going to be bored. I’ll find some new hobbies to try or something.” She kissed his head and went back to eating the pizza.

The next morning Maria waved her son goodbye as he drove off, tears in her eyes as she watched her baby boy heading off to become the chemist and doctor he had always dreamed of. She sighed and crossed her arms, hugging herself as she felt the impending boredom and loneliness that comes with being an empty nester. She hated to admit that her son was right; she was nervous about being left here alone without him. Maybe she should download a dating app?

Maria chuckled and shook her head. Don’t be hasty, Maria. It’s only been five minutes.

To distract herself, Maria decided to head to the gym. She had always loved working out and keeping in shape, her toned body proved it. She hadn’t ever lost the bit of chub on her thighs and belly from pregnancy, but no one could deny she was absolutely gorgeous.

Dressed in a tight light blue yoga pants and bra set, Maria put in her headphones and started her run on the treadmill. She had been running for about twenty minutes when a man around her age hopped on the one next to her. She smiled politely at him, feeling a warmth in her cheeks when she noticed how attractive he was. Tall and tan with salt and pepper hair and kind tawny eyes. He had some stubble but didn’t look unkempt. Pushing her shoulders back a little, Maria continued her pace trying not to think about the man next to her.

He started his run, his pace about the same as hers. They ran together in silence for another fifteen minutes before Maria slowed down to a walk, hands on her head as she caught her breath. The man slowed down as well, obviously not as avid a runner as Maria. He clutched his side and said something to her.

“Sorry I couldn’t hear you,” Maria responded, taking her headphones out. “What did you say?”

“I said, you’re a really great runner,” the man gasped, smiling big and trying to catch his breath. “I admittedly only came over here to talk to you but you were so in the zone I didn’t want to bug you.”

Maria’s cheeks grew redder. “Oh, well your form looked good anyways!”

The man extended a hand. “John.”

Maria shook it. “Maria. Nice to meet you. Are you new to this gym? I don’t think I’ve seen you here before.”

“Just moved to town about two weeks ago.” John sighed. “Sorry if I’m being too forward. I don’t normally walk up to women like this…”

“No, no it’s okay!” The words of her son from the night before echoed in her head as she stared at this handsome man in front of her. “Do you want to grab a smoothie? There’s a great place a couple doors down.”

John smiled. “I’d love that.”

The two walked out of the gym and to the smoothie cafe. They grabbed their drinks and sat across from each other, drinking and chatting.

“What made you move here?” Maria asked. She took a long sip from her drink and looked him in the eyes.

“Work. I got promoted and they wanted me to head up the lab out here.”

“Lab? Like a research lab?”

“Yeah, I’m an endocrinologist and chemist studying hormonal therapies and stuff like that. Boring stuff.”

“No! My son actually just left today for college. He’s studying chemistry and biology. In high school he had all this really hard homework. I barely understood any of it but he’s so smart.”

“You have a son?” The man looked surprised. Maria mentally slapped herself, not thinking about if the man even wanted or liked kids.

“Uh, yeah. My son Nick. He’s all grown up now.” Maria drank her smoothie nervously. “Do you have any kids?”

The man smiled and shook his head. “No, I never got around to it I guess. I’ve always wanted a big family though. Lots of babies and kids to take care of. A big pregnant wife to greet me when I get home everyday.”

Maria sighed in relief, seeing John look her up and down even more. “Nick always bugged me for younger siblings but, you know, single mom. I didn’t have the heart to tell him I couldn’t afford another baby.”

“You’re still young, Maria. You could definitely still give your son younger siblings.” John gently grabbed her hand and held it. Maria blushed and smiled, smitten by this man she had met barely an hour ago. “I’d love to take you to dinner tonight. If you’re free.”

Maria nodded eagerly. “I’d like that a lot.”

After the first date Maria knew he was the one. He was charming, handsome, tall, funny and kind. Everything her old boyfriends would never be. She eagerly called her son that night after she got home, not realizing how late it was when he answered.

“Mom? Is everything ok?” Nick asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

Maria looked at the clock. “Oh shoot, honey sorry I didn’t realize the time. Did you get settled in okay?”

“Yeah, yeah I’m good. My roommate is really nice.” Nick kept his voice quiet. “Orientation is tomorrow and I got my class schedule so I’ll be pretty busy.”

“That’s good. I’m so proud of you, Nicky. And I don’t want you to worry about me…I met someone today at the gym.”

Nick smiled wide. “Wow! Mom, I'm so glad. What’s his name?”

“John. He’s an endocrinologist and studies fertility and other science stuff. I think you two will get along.”

“He sounds great. I hope it goes well, mom.” Nick yawned.

“I’ll let you go, sweetheart. Call me and text me when you can. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Nick hung up and laid back down, smiling and sighing in relief. Thank god she’s putting herself back out there.

John didn’t come inside that first night, despite Maria wanting him too. In fact, he didn’t come inside her home until date number 3. They spent the last few days together going on little adventures around the city and now Maria finally had him on her couch.

Maria poured them some red wine, handing a glass to John who took it nervously. She noticed his hand shaking a bit and scooted closer, grabbing his arm and leaning on his shoulder.

“Nervous?” Maria purred. “Come on, I don’t bite.”

“Maria,” John started, a tremble in his voice. “I need to confess something to you.”

Maria looked at him confused, leaning up a bit and holding his hand. “What’s wrong? Did I do something?”

“Nothing! Nothing is wrong, it's just that…I’ve fallen for you. Hard. I know it sounds crazy and we barely met but–” John pulled a ring out of his pocket and got on one knee. “Will you marry me?”

Maria felt tears in her eyes, her hands going to her mouth as she smiled and nodded. “Yes! Oh my god this is crazy but yes! I love you too.”

John put the ring on her finger and kissed her, his hands around her waist as she held his face.

“I didn’t ever think I’d fall in love but I just knew from the moment I saw you,” John gasped between kisses. “You’re so beautiful and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

Maria smiled wider. “Let’s get married tonight. I have a friend at the courthouse. We can get it done in an hour.”

John nodded and kissed her again. “Go put on your prettiest dress!”

Maria wore her only white dress: a short spaghetti strap dress that hugged her curves and held her perky tits perfectly. John grabbed a button down and the two of them headed to the courthouse and were wedded within the hour. John drove them to a nice hotel and got the honeymoon suite, carrying his new bride through the door and popping bottles of champagne.

“Cheers!” John clinked his glass against hers. “To Mrs. Grant.”

Maria kissed him and took a sip. “Mm thank you, Mr. Grant.”

Maria looked her new husband up and down, grabbing him by the collar and kissing him deeply. She pulled back for a moment and chugged the rest of her drink, setting her glass down before ripping his shirt off of him and running her hands up and down his torso. John grunted as she unbuckled his pants, pulling them down and revealing his hard cock.

“Wow, so big already for your new wife?” Maria got on her knees and licked his shaft up and down. “It’s been so long since I’ve been with someone.” She licked his tip before taking him in her mouth, feeling his cock in the back of her throat as she moaned.

John groaned and held her head against his dick. “Ohhh fuck baby you’re so good to me.” He pulled her off him. “But I wanna cum in your pussy.”

Maria looked up at her new husband. “Did you bring a condom? I’m not on the pill…”

John shook his head. “My wife should have babies in her belly, don’t you think?”

Maria hesitated. She hadn’t considered having more kids so soon. “I don’t know, John…” He shoved his cock back in her mouth and down her throat.

“You’ll look so good with a big belly, Maria. Waddling around with my babies inside you. Don’t you want that? For me?”

Maria sucked on his tip before gasping for air again. “You want babies with me?” She stood and jumped in his arms. “I’ll have your babies, John.”

John smiled wider, kissing her and taking her to the bed, laying her down on her back. “I’m going to make you a mommy again!” In a quick thrust he was inside her, filling her tight pusy for the first time. Maria gasped at the sensation, her hands holding her flopping tits as she arched her back, cumming instantly.

“Oh god yes! Don’t stop until I’m pregnant!” Maria squealed and gasped, John grabbing her hips and lifting her against him, getting deeper into her.

“I’m going to put so many babies in you, Maria!” With another thrust, John shot his load deep into her, filling her womb with his seed. He collapsed on top of her, the two of them breahting heavily.

“You really did it,” Maria muttered in her orgasmic daze. “I’m going to be a mommy again.”

John kissed her neck and nibbled her ear. “I’m going to keep breeding you all night long.”

They spent that night and the next few nights fucking non-stop. John moved her into his large house in the suburbs and bent her over whenever he could, fucking another load into her fertile pussy. It didn’t take long to know she was pregnant; the morning sickness hit first only two weeks after their wedding, the sound of her hurling making John smile wide. A week later she took a pregnancy test and sure enough it was positive. She cried in John’s arms, smiling and kissing him as he rubbed her belly excitedly.

As they ate dinner that night, John noticed Maria’s somber expression. “Is something wrong, sweetie?”

Maria looked up at him. “Oh, sorry. I was just thinking about Nick. I know he thinks I’m crazy for marrying you so fast and now I’m pregnant and I just…don’t know what to say to him.”

John grabbed her hand gently. “It’s probably best to tell him in person. And you don’t want to interfere with his first semester when he’s still getting used to everything. Besides, you won’t be showing that much in just a few months.”

Maria squeezed his hand and smiled. “You’re right. I know he’s excited to meet you and he’ll be even more excited to have a baby sibling.”

A few more weeks passed and so did the morning sickness. They had their first ultrasound scheduled for 9 weeks, the doctor a friend of John’s. The morning of the appointment Maria stepped out of the shower and looked in the mirror, noticing the small pudge in her belly. She cupped it, feeling her soft skin bulging in a familiar way. Her hands moved up to her breasts, noticing how much more sensitive they felt as she massaged them. Even her ass was starting to look a little bigger, her hips already wide but getting prepared for her next pregnancy.

With a smirk, Maria walked naked out of the bathroom and posed in front of the bed, pushing her belly out more and giggling as John looked up from his phone. “Baby look how big I am already,” she pouted teasingly. “I’ve got a little belly already.”

John stood, a smile and shock mixing on his face as he cupped the gentle swell and felt the firm belly under her soft skin. “Wow, you’re growing already! This is amazing.”

“It’s not so amazing for my wardrobe. I didn’t think I’d be showing this fast.”

“Maybe it’s more than one?” John kept rubbing the firm bump, mesmerized by it. “My babies are in here.”

“Baby. Just one. I can’t imagine having more than one at a time.” Maria placed her hands on his and kissed him. “Now get dressed, our appointment is soon.”

Maria struggled to get any of her jeans to fit and instead put on yoga pants and a large t-shirt, hiding her bump. She groaned and winced as the tight bra dug into her sensitive breasts. I’ll need to go shopping this week, she thought to herself.

They got in the car and were soon at the clinic. Maria sat in the waiting room holding her husband’s hand. Looking around the room and seeing the other couples there, women in various stages of pregnancy, babies in strollers, she couldn’t help but get teary eyed. John squeezed her hand, noticing the tears.

“Are you okay?” he asked, concerned.

Maria shook her head. “Yeah, sorry it just hit me that we’re gonna have a baby.” John smiled and kissed her. “I’m so excited to see them.”

A nurse came out of the office door and called for them. “Maria? Maria Grant?”

John helped her up and the two followed her to a small exam room where she sat on a table, leaning back slightly.

“Alright, I’m going to take a few intake questions and then the doctor will be in shortly to do an ultrasound. We’ll also need to get some bloodwork done before you leave today.”

Maria nodded along, answering the intake questions and holding John’s hand as he stood beside her. She could hear her heart beating in her ears, the idea of multiples playing in the back of her head as the nurse left and John pulled her shirt back over the noticeable bump.

“Wow baby, I can’t believe how round you are already,” John kissed her belly.

“John, I’m going to get so fat with this baby I can just tell,” Maria pouted. John kissed her again and chuckled.

“You’ll look so beautiful full term and round with my child. I promise.”

Before Maria could respond the door opened and a short man walked in with the same nurse from before.

“Good morning Mrs. Grant,” the short man chirped. “Always a pleasure to see you, Dr. Grant. My name is Dr. Sheen. I see we are here for our 9 week ultrasound. Now, just relax and we will see what’s going on in there.” He put on gloves and squirted the gel on Maria’s belly, making the woman shiver. “Some light pressure as I try to get a clear picture.”

Maria squeezed John’s hand tighter as she held her breath, staring at the gray screen and trying to decipher the blobs. “Is that the baby?” she asked hesitantly.

The doctor smiled. “That is one of your babies yes.”

Maria’s heart skipped a beat and John stiffened beside her. “One?” he muttered, a smile growing on his face. “There’s more than one?”

“You mean, like twins?” Maria asked, looking between the two men.

“Oh I think it’s more than twins. I count…six fetuses,” the doctor circled them on the screen, labeling them A through F. “Sextuplets are rare but you seem to have a strong uterus. I’m curious to see what your blood tests show.”

“Sorry, did you say six?” Maria gasped. “John! I can’t carry six babies!” Tears ran down her cheeks as she stared between her husband and her growing belly. “I’m going to get too big and the babies what if they’re too small and come early–”

John held her and tried to get her to calm down. “Hey, hey,” he half whispered to her. “I’m going to be there with you every step of the way, don't worry. You’re going to carry them just fine. Me and Dr. Sheen will make sure of it.”

Maria calmed down slightly, holding John and her belly. “I’m sorry, it’s just a lot to take in.”

The doctor smiled and explained to her what she would need to do in order to carry six babies. Vitamins, supplements, upping her calorie intake. John assured the doctor that he would take care of her and make sure she and the babies were safe and sound.

The couple walked out of the office, Maria still in shock, and back to the car. John hugged her tightly before helping her sit in the passenger side. “Everything is going to be just fine, I promise.”

Maria nodded, rubbing her belly and taking his hand as he started the car. “Nick is for sure getting his wish for siblings,” she giggled.

Christmas break came faster than Maria anticipated. In the weeks since finding out she was having sextuplets her body grew faster, clothes ripping daily it seemed now as she refused to buy bigger ones.

“I’m growing so fast I’ll just outgrow anything else I buy” she complained one evening to her husband, the two of them sitting in bed and rubbing her bulging belly.

At 23 weeks with sextuplets Maria felt gigantic. She looked bigger than most women did with twins and she had still so long to go. Her skin was stretched tight, covered in stretch marks and the bumps from her babies kicking. John couldn’t get enough of her growing body, constantly rubbing her belly or breasts, marveling at how wide her hips were growing.

“Nick will be home tomorrow. I’m so scared of his reaction to this,” Maria groaned. “What if he’s upset we didn’t tell him sooner?”

John kissed her. “Don’t worry, he’s going to be so happy for you. I promise.”

Maria smiled and snuggled up to her baby daddy, her belly resting between them. “I know you’re right but I’m allowed to be nervous.”

The next morning Maria waddled around the house cleaning and making sure everything was in order for Nick’s arrival. She had moved into John’s house after they got married, making sure Nick still had his own room set up the same way it was in their apartment.

John came up behind her in the kitchen, lifting her belly and kissing her neck as she tried to finish the cookies she was making. “You need to go sit and rest,” he said with a smile.

“I will after I finish these. I want everything to be perfect.” Maria kissed him and put the cookies in the oven. “He’ll be here any minute.”

John rubbed her belly more, seeing his babies kicking. “I’ll finish the cookies. You go sit and rest. Doctor’s orders.” He chuckled and lightly spanked her ass.

Maria sighed but agreed, gratefully waddling to the living room and sitting on the couch, putting her swollen feet on the coffee table. She texted Nick to see how far he was, nervous he would get lost on his way to their new home.

Nick was getting nervous himself. He was happy his mom had found a new guy but getting married so fast made him worry. John sounded great and Nick couldn’t help but picture his new dad helping him with his college medical work. He drove through the fancy suburb, noticing the large houses and perfect lawns.

The lights outside turned on as Nick turned his car off, the sun setting earlier now that it was December. He was excited to see his mom for the first time in months. Their FaceTimes had gotten more brief the last month and her responses more vague. With a deep sigh he knocked on the door.

Maria heard the knock and John waved at her to stay seated, heading to answer it. She didn’t listen, standing awkwardly as her husband let her son into the house.

“Hey!” John opened the door wide with a smile. “You must be Nick. Come on in. I’m John.” John extended a hand and Nick shook it before coming inside.

Nick looked his new dad up and down, noticing his bright eyes and salt and pepper hair. He was taller than Nick but a couple inches, his shoulders broader too. “It’s nice to finally meet you.”

“Your moms in the living room. Come on.”

John took Nick down the short hallway and into the living room where Maria stokd waiting, her belly huge in her hands as she stood before her son. “Nicky! I’m so happy you’re home!” She waddled over and tried to hug him, her belly pressing into him awkwardly.

Nick's jaw dropped at the sight of her, panic and a tingly feeling mixing in his stomach at the sight of her stretched belly. “M-mom? You’re…you’re pregnant! But how…? How are you so big already?” He stuttered, gingerly touching her bare belly as though he didn’t believe it was real.

“Nick, I wanted to tell you so badly but we felt it was best to tell you in person,” Maria said. “John and I didn’t anticipate me growing so fast but I’m pregnant with sextuplets—-”

“Sextuplets!” Nick blurted.

“Honey, I know it’s a lot to take in but I promise I’m healthy and your baby brothers and sisters are healthy and kicking.” Maria placed her son's hand on her belly so he could feel them. Nick could see the tears in her eyes. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner I know I should have.”

Nick smiled and rubbed her belly before hugging her. “It’s okay mom. I’m just happy you’re happy.” Maria kissed his cheek and hugged him again. “Plus now I get to have those younger siblings I always wanted.”

Maria and John laughed. “It’s five more babies that I anticipated but I couldn't be happier to be with such a wonderful woman,” John said.

Something stirred inside Nick as he rubbed his mothers belly. “How far along are you?”

“24 weeks tomorrow. Still have a long way to go,” Maria smiled. “But come on let me show you your room.”

It took Maria more time to get up the stairs these days but her husband and son helped her and soon she was showing Nick to his new room. “I tried to make it like your other room was,” she panted, every movement harder with the weight in front of her.

Nick set his bag down in the bed. “It looks great, mom. Thanks.”

“You’re welcome, sweetie. Even with all these new babies coming you’ll always be my first baby.” Maria wiped a tear from her eye. “Sorry, hormones. Dinner will be ready soon so come down in a bit.”

When Nick was alone he locked the door and groaned, feeling his dick hard in his jeans. It wasn’t that his mom turned him on, but god that belly and those tits. She was a fertility goddess. And six! Six babies in her belly. This was the kind of science he wanted to study. Ideas came to him as he rubbed his cock up and down, ways to increase her fertility even more. He saw the way John looked at her too and imagined he wouldn’t be too mad with having even more babies for him.

Nick came with a grunt at the thought of his mom carrying a hundred babies. “Ooh fuck I need to make it happen,” he groaned.

The next day Nick went downstairs and found John making breakfast in the kitchen. He was busy flipping pancakes and cooking bacon, not noticing Nick until he poured a mug of coffee.

“Morning,” John said. “Your mom is still asleep but I know she’s going to be hungry when she wakes up.”

Nick smiled, noticing just how much food his step-dad was making. “Well she’s got a lot of babies to feed.” Nick chuckled softly. “Need any help?”

“A lot of big healthy babies to feed. And can you grab the syrup and butter from the fridge?”

Nick opened the well-stocked fridge and grabbed the two items, noticing the weight gain shakes in there as well. “Are you excited to have kids?” Nick could feel his heart pounding, trying to tread the topic carefully.

John nodded enthusiastically. “Couldn’t be happier. I’ve always wanted a big family. It’s one of the reasons I got into fertility medicine.”

“Same. Kind of. Mom had lots of friends who had trouble having kids and I always wanted to try and find ways to fix that. I never expected my own mom to be so fertile.”

“She is something else, isn’t she?” John looked at his new stepson and knew what he was trying to get at. “I didn’t give her any fertility meds if that’s what you're implying.”

Nick shook his head. “No! No… That’s what makes it so amazing.” Nick took a nervous sip of the coffee, scrunching his face at the bitter taste. He held tight on the mug, not wanting John to see his shaking hands. “Since her pregnancy is natural… I think it’s worth studying. Don’t you? Seeing how far her fertility goes?”

John set the plates of pancakes, eggs, bacon, orange juice, and muffins on a large tray. I like this kid, he thought to himself with a smile. He wants to see his mom blow up with babies, huh?

“Sorry if that’s weird I just figure with your work–”

“How would you like to intern at my office?” John asked. “I could use help on a project like this and it would look good on your resume.”

Nick was taken aback. Maybe it was their shared love of pregnancy that brought them together so quickly, neither of them needing to say out loud what their real goals were. “Deal.” Nick extended a hand and John shook it.

“Great! Let’s get her through this pregnancy first and then we can talk about the next one.”

With a wink, John grabbed the tray of food and hauled it to his sleeping wife upstairs. Nick sat at the kitchen table, dumbfounded and excited to see what they could accomplish.

After the break, Nick reluctantly went back to school. His mom hugged him tight and John shook his hand again, telling him he’d be in contact about the internship. Nick made his mom promise to send updates on the babies and pictures of her bump. He wanted to be a part of the experience as much as possible even from a distance. Maria thought it was sweet her son was so excited to be a big brother.

Maria waddled behind John into the doctor’s office for her 32 week checkup. She was growing faster now that she was in the third trimester, her belly round and heavy on her pelvis, reaching past her knees now when she sits. Her hips are almost too wide for most doorways now, John need to help her squeeze through on occasion.

With John and a nurse's help Maria gets onto the table, leaning back and groaning as she feels the babies in her belly moving and kicking. Laying on her back isn’t much of an option anymore, the weight of the babies and of her expanding chest making it hard to breathe.

Dr. Sheen walked in as John was soothing the kicking at her belly button. “How’re we doing?” the doctor asked as he squirted a generous amount of gel on her belly.

“Sore. Huge. I swear there’s more than six in there sometimes.” Maria rubbed her belly, her face scrunched in pain. “And they move so much now.”

“I can see very active babies,” the doctor said, pressing the wand into her belly and showing the large infants on the screen. “Oh my…you may be right about there being more than six…”

“What?” John said with a smile. “Really?”

“Oh, John please, it's already too much!” Maria cried.

“I can see eight babies in here. My apologies for missing them before but they must have been hiding behind their brothers. You’re up to five boys, three girls, Mrs. Grant.”

Maria didn’t know what to say. She was already struggling with the thought of having six babies but now it was eight?! What would her son say?

John could only smile and kiss her, rubbing her belly excitedly, his cock hard in his pants. The doctor left the two of them alone and he immediately started making out with her, grabbing her tits as she moaned in his arms.

“God you’re so fertile it’s amazing,” John gasped. “I love how big you’re getting, Maria. You’ve never looked sexier.” He kissed her neck, gripping her tits harder as milk seeped into his hands.

“Ohhh god, John you’ve really blown me up! I’m not going to be able to walk soon.”

“Fine by me.” John took a step back and took out his phone, snapping a pic of Maria looking huge and pregnant laying on her back. He texted the photo to a group chat of him, Nick, and Maria with the caption “guess who found two more babies in their belly”

Nick texted back immediately “OMG that's amazing congrats mom!”

Showing his wife the message, John smiled wider. “See? Everyone’s so excited for more babies.”

John pulled his wife to her feet and waddled her back to the car, helping her squeeze into the front seat. He drove them home quickly, his cock throbbing harder as he watched Maria moan and rub her belly the whole drive home. Once parked he pulled her out of the car and into the living room, pulling her dress off of her and unhooking the too tight bra.

“John!” Maria gasped, holding her belly as she felt her husband latching on to her leaking tit. “Ohh fuck baby I’m so pregnant it’s making me so full of milk!”

Without letting go of her, John eased Maria onto the couch, holding her belly, rubbing his hand down further until he found her wet pussy, fingering her sensitive clit.

Maria cried out in ecstasy as she felt her husband teasing her. “John, I need you! I need you inside me!”

Not one to deny a pregnant woman, John undid his pants and gripped her hips, pulling her up and lining his cock with her hole, rubbing her lips with his tip before plunging deep inside her. He groaned low as he felt her warm insides envelope him, so wet and ready for more of his potent seed.

Maria’s eyes crossed as she felt John thrust into her, her whole body shaking as he pounded against her sensitive cervix. She gripped her tits in her hands, milk dripping onto her belly as they slapped against her tight orb. “John I’m gonna cum!” she squealed, feeling her clit pulsate as she screamed through her orgasm, her pussy clenching tighter around John’s cock.

“Oh fuck, Maria you’re the best baby factory!” John came inside her, shooting hot ropes into her already overfilled womb. He collapsed onto her belly, feeling the rising and falling of her breathing as he kissed and sucked on her belly button.

The rest of her pregnancy was much the same. Growing, eating, fucking. John ordered her on a bed rest two months after they found the two extra babies, her belly so heavy on her once tiny frame that she couldn’t walk without John’s help now.

Maria spent the last few weeks of her pregnancy moaning and miserable in bed, laying on her side and rubbing her belly as the babies inside assaulted her. She could feel each of them moving and kicking, fighting for more space inside her cramped womb. Making it to 40 weeks was unprecedented but having both John and Nick home to help her made it a little easier.

Nick’s first year of school had finished and he was eager to move back home for the summer, especially since Maria hadn’t given birth yet. She was close, John kept saying, yet she kept growing and the babies seemed content inside her.

At 41 weeks Maria felt gigantic. Her belly was bigger than her, large enough John could have curled inside it. Nick sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed lotion into her tight and red skin, trying to soothe the miserable woman groaning on the bed.

“Please come soon,” Maria whined. “Oh god, Nick, I can’t do this much longer.”

John walked in with a tray of sandwiches and chips for lunch, the two of them helping Maria sit up so she could eat. “Don’t worry, baby. They’re getting lower and your contractions are getting more frequent. I’m sure it’ll be any day now.”

Maria nodded, her eyes bulging as she felt her babies fighting against her belly button again. John gave Nick a look and the young man nodded, leaving the two of them alone, his mom eating quickly through the stack of sandwiches as Nick peeked through the door at his stepfather caressing his mother’s huge belly.

John smiled at his gravid wife, rubbing her belly and pressing against the strong and overdue babies fighting inside her. He loved having her so big, hearing her moan through every bite of food and kick from a baby. She was utterly huge and miserable and he had never been more attracted to her.

”You’re contractions are getting more productive,” John commented, feeling her womb tighten under his hands as she groaned and grunted. “I think it's time we break your water, baby girl.”

Maria rubbed her belly nervously but eagerly. “I’m…ready…I need them out of me!”

John grabbed the empty tray and set it aside, rolling Maria onto her side again, her belly flopping onto the mattress and trembling as the overdue babies kick and fight against the movement. Her groans and whines only served to make him harder, his hands gripping her fat thighs as he got in position behind her.

”Are you ready? Are you ready to become a mom all over again?” John grunted. He gently caressed her wet pussy, feeling her throbbing and ready for him.

”Yes!” Maria squeaked. “God yes fuck me into labor! I want to have these babies for you!”

John didn’t need to be told twice. In one quick motion he was inside his pregnant wife, feeling her tight folds envelope him and smiling in satisfaction at her lusty moans and cries. “God you’re so tight still. You're an amazing baby mama!”

Maria gripped her tits tightly, the swollen orbs bouncing into her face with every thrust from her beast of a husband. She felt her back and belly tighten again as the babies fought against the movement, not happy that their already cramped home was being invaded.

”Oh god I’m so big! Please break my water! I want to give birth so badly!” Maria cried and moaned as John hit her g-spot over and over again, his hands roaming her body and feeling every inch of what he had done to her. “Please get them out of me!”

Nick was hard as a rock watching between the crack in the door, seeing his overdue and overgrown mother getting railed by his stepfather was a sight to behold, her belly so huge in his hands and him still able to make her beg and moan for him despite being too big to even walk.

John smacked her fat ass, gripping her thigh as he held it up for her and thrust harder into her folds. “I’m…gonna…fuck you…into labor!”

Maria came hard, John plunging himself deeper inside of her as she convulsed around him, her pussy tighter from the combination of orgasm and contraction. Before he could hold back he was unleashing a load into her fertile pussy, watching his wife devolve into a slurry of moans and cries as a gush of fluid squired around his cock.

”Baby! Oh fuck they’re coming!” Maria gasped and grabbed her belly as she felt the first one getting ready to crown. “They’re coming fast, John!”

John smiled and smacked her ass again, pulling out of her and putting his shorts back on as he called for Nick to get the supplies ready. Red-faced and ready, the younger man entered the bedroom carrying towels and blankets as John helped Maria through another contraction, the two of them rolling her onto her back and spreading her legs more.

”Nick, check her dilation while I get some hot water,” John instructed his step-son.

Nick blushed even more as he took a gloved hand and felt inside his mother, hearing her groan in pain as the babies shifted more. “Nearly there, mom. about 8 centimeters.”

”I have to push,” Maria gasped. “Please let me push.”

Nick kept his hand inside her as she bore down, preventing the baby's bulging head from tearing her. “Mom, stop! You’re not ready yet!”

John went and stroked her hair, breathing with her and letting the contraction pass without more pushing.

“Babe,” Maria moaned. “Oh god I can’t there’s too many…”

John kissed her deeply and rubbed her belly. “You’ve got this, mama. You’re the best wife and mom in the world, no one but you can handle this.”

Maria smiled and nodded, tears running down her cheeks as another contraction gripped her. Nick checked her again, feeling her stretch wider.

“You’ve got this mom! It’s almost time to push. On the next one you can I promise,” Nick said as he massaged her under belly.

“Alright, baby mama,” John smiled. “Let’s have our babies.”

A few minutes passed before Nick checked her dilation again, trying to ignore how hard he was for his own mother giving birth. He stroked her pussy again, listening to her moan as he inserted his fingers into her.

“Ten centimeters,” he stuttered. “You can push in the next contraction, mom.”

Maria groaned and held onto her belly, the babies kicking harder as her womb tightened and a scream and groan echoed throughout the room. With a hard push the first baby bulged, her pussy stretching wider for the large head.

“I see the first head!” Nick exclaimed, looking over his moms belly to John who smiled and nodded.

“He’s coming! Catch him!” Maria whined as she pushed again, the baby crowning and popping free.

“The first heads out,” John said, moving to Nick's spot as the younger man grew more pale and nervous. “Go comfort your mother, I got this.”

Nick nodded and quickly moved to sit behind Maria, holding her tight as she pushed again, the first baby coming out quickly, crying and weighing almost ten pounds. John felt the tears in his eyes as he held his first son, quickly moving to set the infant on Maria’s engorged chest.

“Oh he’s beautiful!” Maria cried, holding her new baby and helping him latch on to her nipple. “Mm the next ones coming I can feel them.”

John rubbed Maria’s clit as she pushed, making her moan and her legs squirm as she struggled with the second baby’s larger head. He smiled and rubbed her underbelly, feeling the seven left inside her still kicking hard.

“Almost there, baby,” John smiled, rubbing his fingers around the bulging head and feeling his wife cum as she pushed again, freeing the second infant from her. “Good baby, one more big push.”

Nick held his mom tight as she pushed once more, sitting behind her and letting her head rest against his chest. The second baby, a big 12 lb girl, was soon placed next to her brother on Maria’s chest.

“I…I can’t believe it! There’s still six left,” Maria groaned as contractions came fast, the six still inside her eager to escape their cramped home. “Hooo, John it feels so good having your babies!”

The third one came faster than John could anticipate, his hands barely catching the baby girl as Maria’s pussy stretched around her.

“Slow down,” John cooed. “It’s okay baby girl, you're doing so good. Just breathe.”

Maria moaned and leaned against Nick again, shaking her head wildly, her eyes unfocused as she felt the babies fighting to be next to be birthed. “They’re…they’re all coming so fast! I can’t…I have to push!”

Nick squeezed Maria’s hands and whispered to her “You’re doing great. Breathe with me.”

Nick got Maria to do her Lamaze breathing as the fourth baby crowned, John pulling the overgrown boy free from her with another push.

“Halfway there,” John said. He looked over his wife’s belly at his stepson. “Keep her breathing even, these last ones are going to come fast.”

Nick nodded and kept his mothers focus on him, holding her as she struggled to push through the exhaustion after giving birth to four babies.

“You got this mom, only a few left and then you can rest,” Nick said. “In and out…in and out…”

John took over telling her when to push, not wanting her to strain unnecessarily and exhaust herself more than she already was. After six long hours in labor all the babies were finally born, weighing between 9-13 lbs each, five boys and three girls sitting on their mothers chest as her husband and oldest held her.

“I did it,” Maria moaned, leaning against John and closing her eyes. “All our babies are here.”

“You did amazing,” John kissed his wife lovingly, stroking the heads of his babies as they slept in her arms. “I can’t believe we have our eight little ones here.”

“I can’t believe I finally get to be a big brother,” Nick chuckled.He looked at the exhausted woman and her husband, both of them still glowing and happy despite how tired they all were. “I’ll let you two rest. Call me if you need help, mom.”

Maria hugged her oldest son tight, kissing his cheek.

“Thank you, for everything. You’re the best son a mother could ask for.”

When Maria and the babies were all asleep and resting John came back downstairs, finding Nick asleep on the couch. He roused his stepson gently, the younger man sitting up concerned.

“Don’t worry, they’re all asleep and fine,” John whispered. “How are you doing?”

Nick rubbed his eyes and smiled, blushing as he thought about his mom growing even more. “I’m good. Excited. Tired. Are we ready to start the next experiment?”

John nodded. “It’ll take a few weeks for the fertility meds to kick in but once that happens she should get pregnant with double the amount easily. And she’s already proven to be an amazingly fertile woman even without the meds.”

“She’s going to be so big…” Nick mumbled. He shook his head. “What do you need me to do?”

“Any meal she eats I need the drugs to be in. Just ensure that she’s taking them at least three times a day. I’ll take care of the rest.” John winked and clapped him on the shoulder. “She’ll be pregnant again before you start school, I promise.”

[infinitegest]

A favorite fantasy of mine is being breeding stock for a werewolf pack. I'm genderfluid, but in this particular fantasy I'm always female, a naive, innocent young lady fresh out of high school, new to the world and excited to find that it's exactly as welcoming as I'd hoped. After all, why else would the tall, muscled man from this town I've just moved to be so taken with me? A whirlwind flirtation ensues, and it ends with me on my back on his couch. A few weeks later, my pants are getting tighter, and I discover that I'm pregnant with his babies. Multiple, of course, because twins run in my family and werewolves always have big litters. When I tell him he's delighted, and he asks if I'll come with him to meet his family at the homestead out in the woods.

He explains about his inhuman nature on the drive up, and when we get there I get to meet all his packmates, along with a half dozen other men and women like me, all swollen in various stages of pregnancy. None of them are werewolves either. Turns out human wombs are just right for litters of pups. My boyfriend's parent is in their 40s, probably the oldest of the current human harem. They greet me warmly, patting their taut, round belly, and invite me to join the pack.

Obviously I accept. After all, I'm all geared up to see nothing but good in the world, and dozens of big, broad werewolves ready to cater to my every whim so long as I keep popping out babies? Right up my alley. I'm provided for, I get to have my own hobbies, and the pack is an open secret in the small town down the mountain, so I even get to go out whenever I want. All the pack needs in exchange is for me to open my legs whenever I'm asked, for whoever asks. Every nine months, a new werewolf is breeding me. Men, women, nonbinary, it doesn't matter. They're all lining up to fill my womb. And with the multiples, always at least three but sometimes as many as five pups at a time, it's not long before I've got a dozen children underfoot.

And of course the pack welcomes all of them, but there's extra incentive for me to keep fucking the tallest, broadest wolves in the pack to ensure that the next generation will be strong and powerful, so it seems like every pregnancy I carry just a little bigger, looking ready to pop by my second trimester. But I don't mind. I love my new life as a werewolf breeder, popping out pups and lounging around being pampered along with the other harem members.

ohhhhhhh my god

i don't know if i have anything to add anon, sorry, you did too good of a job. this is fantastic

[monk-the-carlo]

i am only saying that no matter how much brother aethelstan demandeth that i befall him pregnant 🫃 i cannot make it happen. and, it would be ruin for him! worsen his back problems! in addition, he loathes people. he would not be good for childrearing. being with child is a very serious matter. if Theophania the hog couldst speak she would surely relate to him the horrors of her state. i am sure he will care for those piglets better than he would his own child. it escapes me why he wouldst bring up the request so often. "perhaps thou havent tried well enough" what art thou blabbering on about! perhaps in his strange mind he just wants to eat pork until he is very full and then the urge shall recede. praying for him

[breedingboy-jay]

Wasn't really into hyperpregnancy but I'm slowly being converted. God damn it.

[fetishengineering]

Commissioned by Popdude731 of her persona Alexis getting very big and very pregnant. Looks like getting this big has overloaded her senses. Don’t worry, its temporary 

[realdramalove69]

A Mothers Love pt 2

(All characters are 18+)

The spa employees at Mellow Springs were busy getting ready for the day; laying out towels, dressing the massage tables, ensuring the pools and saunas were in tip top shape. They had a full schedule and even had a “very pregnant” client coming by for the first time. The receptionist assumed that meant this expectant was close to giving birth to a single baby, eager to get in a last day of relaxation before becoming a mother.

None of them were prepared for the waddling, panting, sweaty pregnant young woman that waddled through their front doors.

Casey had to hold onto her mother’s arm as they walked through the glass doors. She had managed to dress in the new yoga pants and maternity shirt Steph had bought her yesterday but even still her belly peeked out the bottom, the pants unable to make it up the baby bump and her shirt barely covering her swollen belly button. They went to the receptionist, a slim blonde woman in her 20s wearing scrubs, who was busy on the computer, not looking up until they were right in front of her.

“Welcome to Mellow Springs…oh my,” the receptionist said, glancing at the overly fecund girl in front of her.

Casey’s cheeks grew hot as she felt the eyes of the receptionist on her stretch marked belly. She tried to pull down her shirt while Steph rubbed her back reassuringly, stepping forward and checking them in. Casey, unable to stand much longer, sat in one of the waiting room chairs, her belly quickly filling her lap and her shirt riding up more.

“My apologies,” the receptionist said as she shook her head, quickly regaining her composure and pasting on a large smile. “What's the name for the appointment today?”

“Casey and Stephanie,” Steph said. “Casey is in need of some pampering today.”

Casey smiled weakly at the receptionist, rubbing her belly as the babies kicked. Her whole body ached from being so stretched and full. She couldn’t wait to get in those pools and feel weightless for a moment.

“May I ask how far along we are?” the receptionist asked, worried her nervous voice would give away her curiosity. “It’ll help the massage therapist better understand your needs.”

“8 months,” Casey groaned. “With quints. If that matters.”

“W-with…quints?”

Casey nodded. “Five babies in here.” she patted her belly. “Believe me I didn’t want that many either.”

The receptionist forced a smile as she typed on the computer. “Okay, well that is certainly not common but we’ve had many pregnant women come through here before. It looks like you have the full spa package today so we’ll start you off with the prenatal massage and facial before moving to the sauna and pools for some meditation and aromatherapy. We have robes in the locker room for you and slippers as well. Please follow me.”

Steph heaved Casey back onto her feet, the young woman groaning as she pushed her hands into her lower back and shuffling after the lithe receptionist. Casey yearned to have the body of the receptionist: thin and muscular, perky small breasts and a flat stomach. Instead she had inflated into this giant baby machine, unable to even reach around her own belly anymore.

“Alright, feel free to leave any belongings in the lockers and put on your robes and slippers. When you’re ready head through those doors and your massage therapists will take it from there!”

Casey held up a robe, knowing full well it wouldn’t come close to closing around her belly. “Do you have any…bigger robes?”

“Um, let me check in the back,” the receptionist said. She hurried out of the room, leaving the two women to undress.

Casey sat heavily on a bench as she stripped her shirt off and kicked off her sandals. She rubbed her hands over her moving orb, willing the babies to chill out for even just a moment. Steph sighed and smiled, patting her daughter’s belly and feeling her grandbabies inside.

“Don’t worry honey,” Steph said. “You’ll feel nice and relaxed in no time.”

Steph gathered her daughter’s clothes as Casey sat naked in the too small robe. The receptionist came back with only a slightly larger one, leaving her bump fully exposed for all to see but at least covering her swollen breasts.

“I’m sorry we don’t have any bigger ones,” the receptionist said.

“It’s fine,” Casey grunted, standing and holding the robe over her massive mammaries. “I’m used to nothing fitting anymore.”

The two women shuffled into the next room, a long hallway stretching before them with many doors leading to other parts of the spa. Soft music played throughout the building while the scent of lavender and eucalyptus permeated the air. Two women appeared at the end of the hallway walking towards them, ready to take them to their private massage rooms.

The two massage therapists nearly stopped in their tracks when they saw the pregnant teen, her belly so big and round it couldn’t be covered by any robe, her tits barely hidden under the plush fabric. Her swollen feet looked cramped in the cheap flip flops they were given and the look of strain on her face made it seem like she would give birth any moment.

“Hi!” Steph said excitedly, waving the women over. “Are you here to take us back for the massages?”

“Y-yes,” one woman said. She had her brown hair in a tight bun and a look of shock on her face. She seemed to be around Steph’s age, short and chubby but still fit. “I’m Tiffany, this is Ivanka. We will be…uh..sorry, we are taking care of you two today.”

“Who’s stuck with me?” Casey groaned.

“Don’t mind my daughter’s attitude, she's just feeling a little…strained right now and is in need of a good pampering,” Steph said.

“I will take care of you,” Ivanka said, a slight accent in her voice. Her blond hair was similarly tied up and her younger face looked more severe. “You are very pregnant! Are you sure you aren’t going to give birth soon?”

“I wish,” Casey mumbled.

“She has a few weeks left growing these five little ones,” Steph responded, glaring at her rude teenage daughter.

“Right,” Tiffany said. “Well follow us. Steph you will be in this room with me and Casey you can follow Ivanka next door.”

The four women walked down the hall, Casey bringing up the rear as she struggled to follow the skinny women in front of her. God I wish they would all get huge like me. Maybe then they’d stop staring, she thought.

Steph waved goodbye for now to Casey as they went into their separate rooms. Inside her room Casey saw an extra large massage table covered in soft blankets, the smell of incense and the sounds of light music helping calm her nerves. Ivanka set to work preparing the table, inviting the young mother to take off her robe and lay on her back.

Casey hesitated, grippin the sides of her heavy belly. She hadn’t been naked in front of anyone but her mother since the night she got pregnant with this litter. With careful steps she waddled to the bed, taking off her robe and handing it to the taller woman, before grunting as she sat heavily on the table. Ivanka helped the young mother get her legs up and eased her down onto her back. She carefully draped a towel over her large breasts and her lower half, giving her some modesty but leaving her baby belly exposed.

The constantly moving orb towered over Casey, nearly 3 feet above her. She could see her babies kicking, the weight of them making it hard for her to breathe in this position. Ivanka smiled as she grabbed the oils and began to massage the big bump. Her hands felt so soft and the warm oil soothed her stretched skin, making the young mother involuntarily moan from the pleasure of it.

“Try and relax, mama,” Ivanka said, moving her hands all around the cramped orb. “These are some big babies in here! No wonder you’re so tired all the time. Let’s get your muscles nice and loose.”

Casey closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of her bump being so thoroughly touched and pressed on. She felt Ivanka’s hands move down to her hips and thighs, massage her swollen ankles and feet. She came back up to her shoulders and chest, massaging her breasts and making her leak little milk droplets. She hadn’t realized how sore her breasts were until she felt the slight relief from the building pressure.

“Alright, let's turn you on your side,” Ivanka whispered. With a lot of effort they got Casey turned over, her belly hanging off the side of the table and her ass barely on the other end.

“Oof, babies please calm down,” Casey whimpered. Ivanka rubbed her bump again, soothing the infants within.

“Let me know if it's too much pressure,” Ivanka continued as she orbited the fecund teen and started massaging her back. “You are very tight back here.”

There was no denying Casey was in absolute heaven. She moaned and whimpered throughout the whole massage, her body finally relaxing after eight months of stress eating and growing five big babies. She rubbed her belly as Ivanka rubbed her back, feeling how absolutely huge she was, seeing how far her belly stretched from her once thin torso. Tears began to form as she realized just how close she was to giving birth to these five.

“Oh, Miss Casey, are you okay? Did I hurt you?” Ivanka asked.

Casey shook her head. “No, sorry I’m just really…overwhelmed I guess. Look how huge I am! And I have to give birth to all of them?!”

Ivanka smiled and rubbed her belly again, her touch softer as she scratched where Casey hadn’t been able to reach in months. “I think you are very beautiful. You are creating life!”

Casey wiped her eyes. “You think I’m beautiful?”

“Of course! Look at you glowing with all these babies inside you. I hope to have so many some day.”

Casey felt the woman run a hand under where her belly was laying on the table, pushing her up onto her back again. Casey groaned as all the weight came back onto her chest and lap. Ivanka kept her hands on her bump as she walked around to Casey’s feet, disappearing behind the pale mountain. The soft hands ran down her thighs, pulling her legs wide and exposing her throbbing pussy.

“What’re you doing?” Casey whimpered.

“Do you want to feel even better?” Ivanka asked as she scratched her nails up and down Casey’s inner thigh. “Back in my country, women like you are treated like royalty. The ultimate mothers are able to produce many many babies at once. I cannot wait to have my own babies like you. Hmm I know what you really need.”

Casey felt a shudder run down her spine. She hated to admit it but this pregnancy made her so hormonal she was instantly wet at the touch of the massage therapist. “Is-is-is this allowed?” she stuttered. She felt her knees bend as she bucked her hips the best she could.

“Hmm only for our most special of clients. We are here to make you feel relaxed after all. What better way than to give you some release.”

Ivanka pulled Casey further down until her legs were hanging off the bed. She watched as the lithe woman disappeared behind her belly mountain, feeling her hands spread her wider as her tongue lapped at her sensitive folds.

“Oh fu-fuck!” Casey cried. Her clit was on fire! The woman knew how to treat this big pregnant woman right and Casey gave in, letting her lick, bite, and eat her out until she came hard, arching her back with her eyes rolling in the back of her head.

After she came she slumped on the table, limbs limp and belly heaving up and down as she tried to catch her breath. Ivanka wiped off her mouth and smiled, patting the moving orb of her belly.

“You are going to be a great mother,” Ivanka reassured her. “Now let's get you seated again for the facial.”

The rest of the treatment went on as normal with Casey getting a facial and a hair/head massage. Ivanka helped her up and back into her robe before leading her to the sauna.

“Enjoy the rest of your stay here,” Ivanka said with a wink. Casey blushed and entered the sauna and joined her mother.

It was easy to see where Casey got her curves and good looks. She was the spitting image of her mother, though just a few inches shorter. Steph was always curvy but after having Casey her hips had widened and her breasts stayed perky if not larger than average. She looked up as she saw her daughter waddle in and sit on a wood bench, taking off her robe and leaning back, still recovering from her massages. A sheen of sweat soon appeared all over Casey as the steam enveloped them.

“Feeling better?” Steph asked.

Casey rubbed her belly in wide circles, her cheeks growing red as she thought about Ivanka’s tongue in her. “Mm hm. The massage was really good.”

Steph smiled and adjusted her towel. “I’m glad you’re feeling better. After the sauna we’ll go lounge in the pools for a while.”

Casey nodded, feeling her stomach rumbling. It had been awhile since breakfast and the quints were getting hungry again. Steph could hear her daughter’s stomach and placed a hand on the ball of flesh.

“They’ll have snacks over there too. I made sure of it.”

Steph grabbed their robes, covering Casey’s exposed chest and helping her to her feet. They left the sauna and went to the pool room where a large heated pool waited for them to float in. With the help of her mom and an attendant Casey walked carefully down the steps and into the warm water. Instantly her back felt a million times better, the weight of her pregnancy floating away.

“Oh my god this feels amazing,” Casey moaned, her hands still on her bump. She could see her babies kicking under the water. “We need a pool at home.”

Steph laughed as she disrobed and joined her daughter, the two women naked in the warm water. Attendants came through with trays of fruits and pastries, setting them on the edge of the pool for the young mother to eat. Casey quickly grabbed a few pastries and scarfed them down.

“I’m glad you’re having a good time,” Steph said. “I wanted you to feel pampered and refreshed for your next surprise.”

Casey swallowed. “Surprise?”

Steph smiled big. “You know Carol who I work with? She has a son who’s about your age–”

“Moooom! I don’t need anymore boy troubles! Look what happened last time” Casey held up her bump to emphasize her point.

“I’m not saying he’s going to be your boyfriend. You just seemed lonely lately and I wanted to help you find some new friends. His name is Steve and he’s about a year older than you. He goes to college in town, he builds computers and robots, and you guys like the same music. I thought it was worth a shot.”

Casey grumbled, still eating on the fruit and pastries. “What if he sees me and is disgusted? I’m a fat cow! Who would want to be friends with an 18 year old about to have five babies?”

Steph could see the tears in her daughter's eyes. She swam over and held her daughter close to her naked bosom.

“Oh sweetie I promise he’s excited to meet you. I talked with Carol yesterday and she said he couldn’t wait to come meet you.” Casey sniffled a little. “And if he’s awful to you I’ll slap him for you. Okay?”

Casey nodded. She had to admit, having a friend would be nice. “Okay. I’ll meet him. But I don’t want him to be staring at my belly the whole time.”

“I know honey but it’s hard not to.” Steph chuckled, patting the belly full of her grandbabies.

“When am I meeting him?”

“Tonight for dinner. We’re going to go to your favorite Italian place!” Steph jumped up and down excitedly.

Casey sighed. She loved her mom but sometimes it felt more like she was her friend than her parent. She was admittedly excited to meet this mysterious man but her nerves were growing. She turned back to her food, eating the rest of it quickly but wanting something more substantial.

“Mom, can we get some burgers on the way home?”

An hour and many drive thrus later, Casey and Steph walked into the hair salon to continue her day of pampering. She barely fit in the hairdresser’s chair, her bump squished between her fat thighs. The stylist draped the cape over her but her bump was still visible beneath it.

Casey opted for something simple but cute, the stylist giving her long brown hair a trim before curling it and making her look like a new woman. Next were her nails, a mani/pedi and a bit of makeup to cap off the day of pampering. They headed back home so Casey could get changed and rest before the dinner.

Steph sat her daughter on the couch and left the room, coming back with a dress in a bag. She stood in front of her daughter and unzipped it, showing her a beautiful dark purple floor length dress. It of course looked huge but Casey knew it would barely fit her giant belly and tits.

“Do you like it?” Steph asked. “It’s got plenty of stretch to it, don’t worry.”

“I do. Thank you, mom. For everything today. It really has made me feel better.”

Steph smiled, tears in her eyes. “Of course, honey. I’d do anything for you.” She leaned down and hugged her daughter tightly. “Now let’s get you dressed. I got you matching flip flops so you don’t have to worry about walking in fancy shoes.”

It took a while to squeeze the pregnant girl into it but when she looked in the mirror Casey had to admit she looked pretty. The dress perfectly fit her swollen breasts and hugged her belly in all the right places, making her look big but not disgustingly huge. It went down to her knees instead of the floor (her belly really hogged a lot of the fabric) but it was comfortable and flowy and it covered her belly more than anything else she had worn recently.

“I’m nervous,” Casey said as she looked in the mirror.

“You look amazing! He’s going to love you. Just be yourself.”

Casey sighed deeply and held her belly in her hands, feeling her big babies moving but somehow not hating it as much as she did this morning. Her heart was pounding and her stomach felt full of butterflies but she had to admit she was excited at the prospect of a potential new friend. Hell, maybe he’d even want to stick around when she had all these kids.

With a deep breath and another hug from Steph, the two of them got into the car and headed to the Italian restaurant.

[infinitegest]

keeping with the pregnant student theme imagine a trans boy that's been pregnant nonstop thru high school AND college... and maybe bonus points if his litters get bigger as time goes on

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeah exactly

cute boy loses his virginity as a freshman, gets hooked, and just can’t stop getting pregnant. his body won’t let him have anything less than twins, either… when he waddles across the stage at graduation, he’s in his third trimester with his first set of quadruplets. he’s given up at this point, he just knows his body is going to keep gestating at max capacity no matter what he does… by the time he turns twenty, he’s given birth to over twenty babies, and his degree has already been paid for by his OnlyFans account.

not even old enough to drink, and he’s already has more babies than birthdays…

[realdramalove69]

Not So Empty Nest pt 2!

The weeks quickly passed as Maria and John found their rhythm with being new parents. As much in the rhythm as one could be when dealing with eight crying babies. Nick helped where he could, cleaning and cooking meals so the new parents could focus on feedings and caring for their army of babies. Everytime a baby cried he was there handing bottles and diapers to his tired mother.

“You’re so sweet for helping us out with the babies,” Maria told her eldest one evening, smiling as she watched him bottle feed his baby brother.

“It’s the least I can do after all you’ve done for me, mom,” Nick replied with a smile.

Maria teared up at the sentiment. “I wish I could’ve given you these siblings sooner. I guess the number of them is making up for lost time!”

Nick chuckled. “Better late than never.”

Before dinner that night, John handed Nick another bottle of fertility meds, ensuring that each meal Maria ate would have a nice dusting of the medicine on it. His mother was so grateful for the help and so busy feeding babies she never noticed the extra portions on her plate, or the fertility meds buried within.

As Nick prepared that night's spaghetti and meatballs for his mother he tossed in the crushed pills, making sure to mix it in so she wouldn’t notice. Part of him felt bad for deceiving his mother for his own scientific (and sexual curiosity) benefit. Another part felt a thrill at the thought of her getting pregnant with even more than eight babies.

The new parent’s weren’t shy about picking up on their love life as soon as Maria was able to. John found himself incapable of keeping his hands off of his wife, always grabbing her flabby belly and rubbing it.

“I can’t wait to see you swell again,” he would murmur to her as they laid in bed post love making, his hands on her belly and breasts. Mary would simply giggle and roll her eyes.

“You’re crazy if you think I’m going to have eight babies again,” she would say with a smile.

But soon enough, Maria was feeling the familiar nausea of morning sickness, pushing it off as food poisoning despite John’s looks and the way he would rub her belly more and more. She tried to resist it as long as she could, but deep down she knew the truth.

“Baby I can’t be pregnant again,” Maria whined as John handed her a test. “I just had the Octuplets two months ago…”

“I know sweetie,” John said. “But we have been back to having sex. A lot. And I just want to make sure.”

Maria smiled nervously and took the test, her heart racing as they waited for the plus sign to appear. Sure enough, a bright pink positive test proved she was once again with child. John could have jumped for joy, excited to be having more babies with his wife.

“I can’t wait to see how many are in there this time,” John said as he gripped her belly, already feeling her womb firm under the chub from her last pregnancy. “I hope it’s more than eight.”

Maria smiled and kissed her husband deeply. “I’m happy to have more of your babies, even if it's a more manageable amount this time.”

Despite her husband's excitement Maria felt apprehension at the idea of growing even bigger than her last pregnancy. She rubbed her belly nervously. Maybe there’s only one this time she thought hopefully to herself.

The night before Nick was to head back to college for the fall semester, Maria sat him down and told him the good news.

“Pregnant? Mom, that's amazing!” Nick hugged her. “Man, I wish I didn’t have to leave you guys. I feel bad not being here to help out. Eight babies and another one on the way…”

“Nonsense,” Maria huffed. “You’re doing what you’re meant to do. Besides, you’ll be home for Christmas break soon enough. Let me and John take care of the boring house stuff. You need to focus on school.”

The next morning, Nick hugged his mom tight, feeling her engorged tits pressed against him as he squeezed her. He shook John’s hand, hugging him briefly as well. Each sibling got a kiss on the head as they slept in their bassinets.

“I’ll be sure to send over any research I need help on while you’re there,” John said. “And don’t be afraid to email me if you need help with school work or projects.”

“Thank you, I will for sure,” Nick replied.

Nick walked to the front door with his mom behind him. He turned back to see her, hugging her again.

“Promise to call if you need my help. I’ll text you guys when I get back to campus,” he said, grabbing his bags. “And promise to tell me when you get an ultrasound. I wanna know how many more siblings I’m getting.”

Maria chuckled, tearing up as she hugged her eldest. “I promise. No more secrets. Now, get going before it gets dark.”

Nick let go of her, grabbing his bags and heading back to campus.

Maria knew women got bigger with each pregnancy but she found it almost comical how fast her belly was growing this time. At 14 weeks she waddled with John back to the doctor’s office, his old friend shocked to see them again so soon, especially when Maria was already looking overdue with twins.

“My, my,” the doctor gasped. “I didn’t expect to see you two again for quite some time.”

Maria blushed. “Yeah it was…unexpected for sure but if I’m meant to have more babies then I’ll have more.”

The doctor smiled a little, instructing her to lean back and pull her shirt up, revealing the stretchmarked orb. The old scars from her last monumental pregnancy were being criss-crossed by new marks, the skin red and itchy from stretching so fast. Maria couldn’t help but groan as she felt the weight of her belly and breasts on top of her, making it harder to breathe. John held her hand, kissing her gently as the doctor pressed the wand into her belly.

The look on the doctor’s face was a mixture of shock and intrigue, Maria getting more nervous the longer he stayed silent. She looked up at her husband, feeling him squeeze her hand reassuringly.

“How do they look?” John asked, breaking the silence.

“I–well there are quite a lot of them…” the doctor muttered. “I think…16 to be exact. It explains the growth for certain.”

Maria felt faint. First octuplets, now 16 babies! “Oh, John,” Maria whimpered. “I never knew I was so fertile. That’s so many babies. I’m going to get huge”

John could hear the hint of lust in her voice. He smiled and kissed her again, secretly loving how she was becoming addicted to growing for him. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll be there to take care of you the whole way.”

Maria rubbed her belly. “16. Nick’s going to freak out.”

They called Nick once they got home and Maria was settled on the couch feeding babies, catching him between classes to tell him the good news. He nearly jumped for joy, his fertility meds had worked!

“Congrats you guys, that's amazing,” Nick said, trying to hide the excitement in his voice. “I have to get to class but send me pics of your growth, mom, I’m writing a paper on fertility.”

“Of course, sweetheart. Love you!” Maria hung up and sighed, rubbing her belly, a baby on each breast. “I still can't believe it, John. I’m more pregnant than anyone ever has been before.” She groaned as she looked down at her once lithe body. “I’m a full blown baby factory.”

“Maybe you’re just meant to have babies,” John smiled. He cuddled up with her on the couch, helping rotate the hungry octuplets. “My fertile, beautiful wife.”

Maria smiled and kissed him. “So long as they're your babies I don’t mind.”

John kissed her deeply, massaging her belly as she moaned under him, the babies suckling greedily from her engorged breasts. He moved to her front, kneeling on the floor and worshipping her belly.

“I can’t wait to see how big you get,” he moaned quietly. He kissed her belly all over, making her moan and squirm on the couch.

“Baby be careful, you know how sensitive my belly is when I’m growing so big,” Maria whined, leaning her head back as her husband massaged her tightening skin.

“Mmm I know. I like how easy it is for me to make you squirm.”

Maria finished feeding the babies and made John take her to the bedroom, her hormones getting the better of her every time.

“Enjoy being this mobile now,” John grunted as he thrust into her. “Pretty soon you'll be stuck in this bed growing bigger with my babies!”

Maria moaned and came quickly and repeatedly, feeling her body swelling with babies awoke something primal in her. “God yes I want to be huge for you! I’m so fertile I’m a baby factory!”

When John came Maria nearly passed out from the pleasure, her body like jello in her husband’s hands. He helped her lay on her side, spooning behind her and rubbing her belly until she fell asleep.

Maria grew faster than even she could anticipate. When Christmas Break rolled around she felt enormous, her belly nearly as large as when she gave birth to the octuplets, the pumps almost always on her swollen nipples when the octuplets weren’t feeding. John had to widen the doors in the house to accommodate her wide hips and belly, not that she was able to move around much without his help anymore.

When Nick came home he rushed in, finding his mom on the couch eating through sleeves of cookies and gallons of milk while feeding the octuplets, her belly stretched past her knees and resting on the coffee table. Maria almost didn’t see him come in, only looking up from her snack and the babies when she felt hands on her belly.

“Nicky! You’re home!” She exclaimed. “Come hug me, I can't really get up right now.”

Nick chuckled and hugged her as best he could, trying not to squish the babies feeding from her. “Wow, mom. I knew you would get big but–”

“I know. I’m a whale. All these babies are growing so big this time.” Maria groaned as Nick watched a kicking storm near her front. “Oof, honey can you get the lotion?”

Nick nodded and smiled, grabbing the lotion off the side table and sitting on the coffee table next to her belly, rubbing the cold cream into her warm and tight skin. He could feel all his siblings inside of her, moving and squirming as he pressed against them. Maria moaned as he pushed the babies back inside her, the two on her chest struggling to keep up with the overwhelming milk production.

“I can’t believe how big you are mom…the pictures really don’t do you justice,” Nick said, his hands roaming the swollen orb in awe.

“Between the babies, needing to milk, and all the food John keeps feeding me…” Maria chuckled. “Honey, will you take these two to the nursery?”

Nick nodded, wiping his hands on a towel and grabbing his sleeping baby siblings. After carefully putting them with the other six sleeping babies, he returned to the living room to find Maria leaking milk all down her belly.

“Here, let me help you,” he said with a smile, wiping the milk off her tight skin and putting the pumps back on her overtaxed teats.

“Mmm thank you, honey. I don’t know what I’d do without you here.”

“Where’s John?” Nick asked.

“He should be home soon. He only goes into the office twice a week now. I’m too big to be home alone for long…” Maria sighed as she rubbed her belly, her arms and hands looking tiny compared to the rest of her.

Nick almost felt bad, seeing his mom so overwhelmed with the size of her belly. At the same time, he had never been happier. Seeing her fulfill her duty as a mother and wife made Nick swell with a pride he never knew he had.

John came home an hour later carrying bags of food. “Dinner!” he shouted excitedly, setting the bags of food next to Maria. “Welcome home, son!” John hugged his stepson. “Isn’t your mother glowing?”

Maria blushed. “John stop! Nick doesn’t want to deal with my big belly.”

Nick shook his head. “No, he’s right. You’ve really never looked happier.”

“Aw you guys are gonna make me cry!” Maria blushed deeper, smiling wide and wiping her eyes. She giggled when her stomach growled and ruined the sweet moment. “Alright, babies demand dinner.”

John gladly set the bags next to her, helping put the chinese takeout boxes on her belly. “Eat up, honey. These 16 need all the food they can get.”

Nick resumed rubbing her belly as she ate, marveling at what those little pills he made had done.

As the end of his sophomore year came, so did the end of Maria’s third pregnancy. She was nearly bedbound, needing the help of John and an aid to waddle the short distance from bed to bathroom, her belly nearly dragging on the floor. John had created belly bands large enough for his wife but they could only handle so much of the weight she was carrying.

Sixteen babies. Nick could hardly believe she had made it to full term. He did everything he could to help her from bringing her babies and food to helping John bathe her. Clothes were out of the question now, leaving his mother exposed and naked. Not that she seemed to mind anymore, she was more concerned about her impending labor.

At two weeks overdue Maria finally felt her water break. John had successfully fucked her into labor again, the sixteen overdue babies eager to escape her cramped womb. It took nearly three days but mother and babies all ended up healthy and happy.

John once again came to his stepson mere hours after Maria gave birth, clapping him on the shoulder with a victorious, if not tired, smile.

“Are you ready for the third trial?” John asked, eagerness in his eyes.

“You want to get her pregnant again?” Nick asked, worried at the prospect of his mother growing even bigger with more babies. At the same time, he was fascinated and aroused at the thought of her doubling in size again.

“Oh, Nicholas. I plan on keeping your mother pregnant for as long as possible. She was made to have babies. Look at how well she handles the growth. Besides, I know we both love seeing her get bigger and bigger.”

John smiled and grabbed his shoulder again before heading back to his sleeping wife.

“How much bigger can she get?” Nick wondered aloud.

32 babies. 64. Maria doubled her pregnancy every time it seemed. Nick had graduated college and was accepted to the doctorate program at a school closer to home, allowing him to intern at John’s facility and help take care of his mom and many new siblings.

The year he started med school she was four months with 128 babies, her belly so big she had to rest it on a cart in order to waddle around. John had moved them to a larger house in the country, one story so she didn’t have to worry about stairs anymore. Not that she spent much time on her feet, she was far too busy eating and rotating her dozens of babies on her heaving breasts.

When she was eight months into this monumental pregnancy John came to her bedside, his hands all over her stretched skin, feeling his 128 babies moving inside his wife. He loved every second of her pregnancies, seeing her grow and stretch with his babies. He had never felt prouder or more accomplished than he did when Maria grew with his kin.

“Hi, baby mama,” John smiled as he got to her face. Her belly was taking up more than their entire bed, leaving John to sleep on a futon next to her.

“Hi, honey,” she smiled back, a tired look in her eyes. “Your babies are moving so much. I need to give birth soon. I can't grow much more.”

John chuckled as he looked up at the mountain of belly, big enough to fit four of him inside.

“You still have a month of growing left to do. These babies need all the time they can in your womb.”

“I know… They’re just so big and heavy already. I feel like I’m going to burst.”

“Oh, my sweet baby factory, I would never let you get hurt. Here,” he pulled a bottle of specialty lotion out of the bedside table and got to work rubbing it into her warm and tight skin. “This will help you stretch more I promise.”

Maria cooed as John massaged her belly, closing her eyes and feeling him rub her skin as the pumps worked on her swollen breasts. “I really am a baby factory.”

John kissed her forehead. “You’re my baby factory.”

256. 512. Maria’s fertility seemed to know no bounds. Right after she gave birth, John would pounce on her again, quickly filling her womb with his potent seed and ensuring Nick’s fertility meds were coursing through her system. John didn’t seem to mind the army he was now raising, in fact he seemed happier each time the number doubled.

Nick’s research was only getting better the more his mom got pregnant. Whatever he had used to make her more fertile was now being used to help women who were previously infertile. Many at his school called him a genius for this breakthrough in reproductive health and his mother was more proud than she could even express in words.

When Maria told him she was pregnant again and that it was over 1000 babies this time he decided to move back home after graduation. Part of him felt like his work had finally gone too far; another yearned to push her even further and be closer to his best subject.

It didn’t help that he had started dating one of his fellow students; her interests in his fertility research made him wish to start his own family someday soon. And the looks she gave him when he showed her pictures of his mother’s belly made him think she would be perfect for carrying his brood.

Halfway through Maria’s biggest pregnancy yet, Nick decided to bring his girlfriend to meet her. He was nervous, not wanting to scare her off with the impossible amount of siblings he had running around. Rebecca, however, was eager to see the most pregnant woman in the world.

Nick brough Rebecca to the country house, his heart racing as he opened the front door. Many toddlers and younger siblings ran up to say hi, hugging his legs and tugging at his pants and shirt before turning to the new person and asking a million questions.

“Hold on, don’t tackle her,” Nick chuckled, shooing them away.

“Wow, you weren’t kidding,” Rebecca muttered with a smile.

“Sorry, you don’t have to stay if it's too much…”

“No! No, I’m excited to meet her.”

Nick nodded, grabbing her hand and taking her down the hall to his mother’s room. He knocked on the door and entered after hearing an excited “Come in!” When the door opened they were greeted by a wall of olive toned, stretch marked covered flesh.

Rebecca’s mouth dropped. She had seen the pictures, read the articles and news stories but nothing compared to seeing it in the flesh. Pun intended. She felt Nick grab her hand and the two of them walked around the orb until they found the woman attached to it, her milk heavy breasts constantly being pumped and a feeding tube next to her at all times.

Maria smiled and hugged her eldest son the best she could, no longer shy about her state of undress in front of other people. “You get used to being naked when you’re so big nothing fits” she had once said to him.

“Mom,” Nick said, a big smile on his face. “This is Rebecca, my girlfriend.”

Maria beamed, smiling at the young woman and admiring her. “Rebecca! So lovely to meet you. You are beautiful.”

Rebecca blushed and tucked a strand of red hair behind her ear. “Oh, thank you. It’s so nice to finally meet you. Nick’s told me so much about you.”

Maria chuckled. “I’m sure he has. Hard not to address the elephant in the room.” She patted her giant belly, groaning as the babies started kicking in response to her touch. “Only a few months left with these guys. I know Nicky is excited to see his new siblings again.”

Nick nodded, holding Rebecca’s hand and squeezing it. “Wanna help me lotion her belly?” he asked Rebecca, watching her blush even deeper.

“S-sure! If you don’t mind,” Rebecca said, looking at Maria.

“Mmm of course not. I always love a belly rub.”

Nick grabbed a container of lotion, handing another large one to Rebecca. He jogged to her other side, both of them working the cream into her stretched skin. Rebecca could feel the babies moving, feel Maria’s arousal at the touch of the two of them all over her. When the young couple met in the middle at her belly button they were both breathing heavier, flushed and ready to pounce on each other.

Nick kissed Rebecca, wrapping his tongue around hers and moaning as she wrapped her arms around him. “We can say our goodbyes and head back to my room,” he whispered, smiling deviously.

Rebecca nodded. “I’d love that.”

The two quickly said their goodbyes, Nick making sure Maria was settled and content for the moment before grabbing his girlfriend's hand and rushing to his bedroom on the other side of the house. Rebecca had never felt so warm and aroused before, Nick’s hands on her as he took her shirt off making her tremble in excitement.

“I want to be big like that…” She moaned, Nick instantly getting hard at her words. She leaned in more, rubbing her hand on his crotch and whispering in his ear. “Breed me like her…Put your babies in me…”

Nick felt like his dick would rip through his jeans, his hands fumbling as they both pulled them down. He picked Rebecca up and laid her on her back on the bed, pulling down her panties and kissing her inner thighs. He worked his way up to her wet pussy, licking and savoring her juices, teasing her clit as she moaned and begged for him to fill her.

“Are you sure? There’s no going back,” he asked one last time, sliding inside her as she nodded.

“Ooooh fuck…yes baby breed me! Do it!” Rebecca couldn't help herself anymore, all decorum out the window as her boyfriend pumped inside her, throbbing and ready to fill her with his babies. “Gimme twins…triplets…make me bigger than Maria!”

Nick grabbed her hips and slammed into her, moaning and feeling ready to explode. “I will… I want to…Oh fuck I’m going to!”

It didn’t take long for them to both cum, Nick filling her desperate pussy with his potent seed, her womb taking it all.

“Mmm I can’t wait to grow for you…” Rebecca purred, petting his head as he laid on top of her catching his breath. “I hope you’re ready to fill me again and again.

Nick kissed her flat stomach all over, ready to watch her grow for him.

The time finally came for Nick to graduate med school. He had spent the last eight years not only excelling in every class and project, but also excelling as a son and big brother to his hundreds of baby siblings and a husband and father to Rebecca and their first set of quints. He had been asked to give a speech at the graduation, something that made his mother even more proud of the man he had become.

2048 babies. Full term with over two thousand babies and yet Maria insisted on attending her son’s graduation and seeing him give his speech. It took a team of people, a truck, and relocating the graduation to the football field just to ensure his mother would be comfortable and able to see her son achieve his dream. From above it looked like a typical graduation, a giant pale orb taking up a quarter of the football field on one side.

Nick walked up the stage and looked out at the crowd, smiling and waving to his mom and step-dad before looking at the front row to find Rebecca, pregnant with another set of quints and in her graduation robe, and their first five babies looking up at him. He cleared his throat and looked at the paper in his hands.

“Good afternoon everyone and congratulations on graduating today! I know we’re all excited to start these next chapters in our lives and I couldn’t be happier to be here with you today. I’ve spent the last eight years working on fertility medicine, something that has not only helped me and my family, but others around the world. I am proud to help those in need create the next generation, grow their families, and fulfill their dreams. And I’m fulfilling mine today. By graduating and becoming the doctor, father, son, brother I’ve always wanted to be. I’ve never been happier and I hope you all have found or will find that same happiness in life. Now, let's get these diplomas and go party!”

Cheers erupt in the crowd as everyone claps for the young doctor, his fellow students and teachers admiring his spirit, work, and dedication to family.

When the ceremony ended, Nick and Rebecca made their way to Maria, her eyes red from crying happy tears. John shook his hand, hugging his daughter in law and kissing his grandchildren on the head.

“Congratulations my baby!” Maria cried, hugging Nick tight and kissing his face all over. “I’m so so so proud of you.”

“We all are,” John said, clapping Nick on the back.

“I wouldn’t be here without you, mom. Or you, John.” Nick smiled and patted his mother’s belly, a frown running across his face as he felt it tighten. “Mom? Are you feeling okay?”

Maria grunted. “It’s just a contraction nothing to worry—” a splash under her cut her off, her water breaking and John and Nick stepping into labor mode. “Okay… time to go home…”

Nick smiled, kissing his wife and helping John get Maria back into the truck to get home. “Don’t worry mom. We’re here with you. We always will be.”

The family drove off, ready to welcome more babies into their family.

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A Mother’s Love pt 1

(all characters are over 18)

*Riiiip*

The sound she had dreaded most had finally echoed throughout her bedroom.

“Fuck!” Casey cried.

Casey could feel the tears forming as she felt and heard her last pair of bike shorts finally give out. She had just managed to get them over her thick thighs and dimpled ass, the waistband not reaching any further up her stomach no matter how hard to pulled. But the moment she shifted her weight to try and walk, they tore at the seams. Her fat rolls spilled from the shorts, finally unrestricted and able to jiggle freely. The babies inside her womb began to kick as they felt their mother’s emotions well up. Casey moaned and rubbed the expansive flesh, trying desperately to make them stop.

Casey’s mother, Steph, heard her daughter cry out and hurried to see what the matter was. She opened the bedroom door and saw her fat, pregnant, crying daughter standing in front of her full length mirror. Her sore breasts were spilling from the too small maternity bra and her underwear was digging painfully into her waist. Her stomach was heaving from her crying and the thing looked gigantic held in her small hands.

It was all her belly’s fault, though. The five babies inside of her kicked aggressively, not caring that their mother was in distress.

“Oh, honey,” Steph cooed. “I told you we needed to go shopping sooner than later.”

“I’m so fat!” Casey continued. She picked up her pregnant gut to emphasize all the extra weight she had put on during these last eight months. “Every part of me jiggles and is sore and these babies won't stop kicking no matter what I do!”

“That’s good! It means you’re growing your babies nice and big and healthy. I can go to the mall later and get you bigger clothes–”

“I don’t want to get bigger!”

Steph sighed and hugged her crying daughter. She had to remind herself that Casey was still young and being so hormonal and sore was bound to cause tantrums. Yet, she couldn’t help but smile at Casey’s current predicament. Steph had always wanted more babies in the house, loving taking care of and raising her own child had been a great reward, but being a single mom all these years didn’t leave much time for dating and so she wasn’t able to have any more of her own kids. So when her daughter came to her in tears carrying a positive pregnancy test eight months ago Steph promised to be there for her and her baby (not knowing at the time just what they were getting into).

“Why don’t you go downstairs and rest on the couch and I’ll bring you some breakfast. Sound good?” Steph said, petting her daughter's tangled brown hair.

Casey nodded, her mom pinching her round cheeks before heading back down the stairs to the kitchen. Once alone, she wiped the tears from her face and pressed her hands into her lower back, watching in the mirror as her belly moved from her five babies kicking. She arched her back further, her swollen belly button pushed closer to the mirror as she turned to view her entire body.

“God there's so many of you,” Casey moaned. Her stomach growled in response. “At least it's the weekend.”

Grabbing a 5X shirt and her phone, Casey headed down the stairs, her gait wide and her steps slow and painful. Going downstairs was becoming harder and harder and Casey wondered if she would be relegated to the couch before the end of this pregnancy. The shirt itself may have looked like a tent, but once on the pregnant woman it barely went down to her outie belly button. She gave up on pants, she wasn’t going to leave the house today and her mom would go get her some new clothes later.

Panting and sweating, Casey came down the last step, her belly and breasts heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Heavily, she waddled towards the couch, the spot she regularly occupied indented into the soft cushion. She pressed her hands harder into her back as she struggled to walk the short distance. Sitting down was almost as hard but gravity helped her flop unceremoniously onto the couch, her belly jiggling as the babies kicked harder. Finally able to rest, Casey leaned back and let her belly overtake her lap, stretching past her knees and resting heavily on her thighs.

The coffee table was already covered in sweet pastries, orange juice, cereal and whole fat milk, bacon, and scrambled eggs. The smells made her babies kick even harder as she tried to reach for any bit of the food. Her belly was ironically the thing preventing her from leaning forward at all.

“Moooom!” Casey cried.

Steph came back into the room, carrying a stack of pancakes soaked in butter and syrup. Chuckling at her daughter’s predicament, she sat the plate on her daughter's stomach and watched her start eating.

“Here you are dear, eat up.”

Casey didn’t need to be told twice as she cut into the sugar soaked pancakes and shoveled the food into her mouth. By the time the stack was gone, her mother had another plate of fatty breakfast foods waiting for her.

It was important to her that her daughter eat as much as possible to grow these five babies. When the doctor told them how many were inside her womb, Steph felt her motherly instincts increase with every added inch to Casey’s waistline. She wasn’t just caring for her daughter, she was caring for her daughter and her five grandbabies.

Casey was less excited by the idea of raising these kids. She wasn’t in a relationship, not anymore, and she hadn’t even graduated high school yet. Graduation was still a couple of weeks away and she desperately wanted to walk across that stage and prove everyone in school they were wrong about her being a dumb slut. Her due date wasn’t until July and in spite of everyone saying she would go into labor early, her overgrown brood wasn’t showing any sign of exiting soon.

In record time the breakfast buffet was gone and Casey was left moaning and rubbing her even larger stomach. Stretch marks covered the tight expanse, new ones appearing almost daily as the babies and food added more inches to her waistline. Steph saw her daughter trying to reach the far end of her belly and decided to grab the lotion and help soothe the kicking.

“They’re getting so strong!” Steph beamed. “You’re doing so good, honey.”

“I can’t get much bigger,” Casey whined. “I’m gonna explode if they keep making me eat so much.”

“Nonsense. The babies need to grow big and strong so they have the best start in life.”

Steph scratched the red marks on her daughter’s belly. She was very proud of her for growing these babies big and strong a while still going to school. Steph had told her she was welcome to take a break and finish later, but her daughter was stubborn and determined to prove she could handle it all.

“Now rest up,” Steph continued. “I have to go get you new clothes and I need to restock the kitchen for the week.”

Casey grunted in response, her eyes closed as she continued to rub her groaning gut. Steph put on Casey’s favorite show, left a few bags of chips and cookies in arm’s reach, and left the gravid teen alone.

In spite of how uncomfortable she was, Casey managed to fall back asleep. A few hours passed and when she awoke her mom was still gone. She grunted as she tried to shift her stiff hips, her legs tingling from having so much weight pressing on them from so long.

“Guh, you guys are so annoying!” She complained.

She shoved her hands under her stomach and lifted the dome off her lap, shuffling herself towards the edge of the couch. The babies within began kicking harder as she shifted back and forth before standing up on her trembling feet. She leaned forward, her stomach hanging heavily between her legs as she spread them wider trying to find her center of gravity.

“Ugh!” She cried, pushing her hands into her back and bringing herself upright. “I just want to use the bathroom, why do you guys have to make it so hard?”

Slowly, the pregnant teen waddled towards the bathroom. She leaned heavily on the hallway wall, her waddle even wider as she felt her babies shift in her belly. Every inch of her ached: her hips from being so wide, her breasts from swelling with milk, her belly from stretching so tight with these five big babies. Why did she have to sleep with the linebacker?

Finally she reached the bathroom. She sat heavily on the toilet, her belly once again filling her lap. She was breathing heavily, her lungs on fire and her body covered in sweat. When she finished she pressed on the counter to try and heave herself back up onto her feet but she was too tired and could only sit on the toilet and wait for her mom to get back home.

Casey wanted to cry. In spite of putting on a brave face she was scared and tired and oh so sore. Every inch of her wanted these babies out of her belly but she knew they were going to be stuck in there for at least four more weeks. If she had a boyfriend maybe she would feel better about the whole situation. Sure, she was happy her mom was so eager to have grandchildren but Casey didn’t know if she would be a good mom.

After ten minutes of waiting Casey tried to stand up again but her legs had fallen asleep. She heard the front door open and sighed in relief.

“Casey? Honey?” Steph called out.

“Mom! I’m in the bathroom. Can you help me?”

Steph hurried to her daughter and opened the bathroom door. She saw her there, slumped on the toilet, unable to stand on her own. Steph lifted her and set her belly on the counter to give her daughter some much needed relief.

“Are you okay?” Steph asked.

“Yeah. I was just so tired I couldn’t get back up.”

“Oh poor pregnant girl. You’re growing these babies so big your body needs more fuel to keep it going.”

Steph helped her back to the couch and handed her some snacks. Casey grabbed them and began to eat, not realizing how hungry she was.

“Here,” Steph handed Casey the bags of new clothes and a breast pump. “Look through these while I make us some lunch. Let me know if you need help with the pump. Now that you’re starting to get closer to your due date we need to start getting your milk to come in.”

Casey groaned at the idea of having her breasts constantly being sucked on. Her tits had already grown from perky double DDs to monstrous G cups with fat brown nipples. She had heard breastfeeding would make them even bigger and wasn’t looking forward to it.

The pump itself looked simple. Casey read the instruction and lifted her shirt over her boobs. They hung heavily on either side of her stomach, still jiggly and soft but growing firmer. She attached a pump on either one and started the machine. A soft sucking sensation made her moan involuntarily as her nipples were stimulated for the first time since she got pregnant.

“Oh, wow..” she whispered as the pumps did their magic. No milk was coming out yet but it felt amazing all the same.

“Oh good, you got it situated,” Steph came back into the living room with a plate of sandwiches and a family size bag of chips. She set the plate on her daughter’s belly and watched as she devoured them.

Steph did wish Casey had a man in her life to take care of her, but she knew her daughter would find the right one soon. She was beautiful, smart, funny, and obviously very fertile. Maybe she could help her find someone? Her friend Carol’s son was about her age and they both liked the same kind of music.

While Casey finished up her lunch and went back to snacking and watching TV Steph went into the next room and gave Carol a call.

“Hey, Carol? It’s Steph.”

“Oh! Hi Steph. How are things?”

“Good! I had a kind of weird question.”

“Yeah? What's up?”

“You know my daughter, Casey, how she is pregnant with quints?”

“Oh yes, what a strong girl to carry that many at such a young age.”

“I know, I’m proud of her. But I worry she might be getting a little…lonely? She doesn’t have many friends at school anymore and no one has asked her to prom yet and I was wondering if maybe your son would want to? I know that's a weird ask but I’m just trying to make sure she has a good senior year before she has five little ones to take care of.”

There was a pause on the other line. Steph worried she had made a big mistake.

“Let me ask Steve and get back to you.”

“Oh thank you Carol! And of course if he doesn’t want to I totally understand.”

“I know but I have a feeling the two of them would actually get along well. He’ll be home in an hour and I’ll ring you after.”

“Thank you so much. Bye bye.”

Steph smiled and looked back at Casey. She looked miserable, her big belly covered in itchy stretch marks, her hair tangled, her eyes drooping. A spa day would be in order before she met Steve. If she met Steve.

“How would you like a trip to the spa tomorrow?” Steph asked as she sat next to Casey.

“A spa day? Would they even touch me?”

“Oh honey, they’ll give you a facial and a massage and we’ll sit in a warm hot tub and make your muscles feel a little less sore. How does that sound?”

Casey nodded. It sounded amazing. She was nervous about anyone seeing her naked but she supposed this was better than feeling like shit all the time.

“Great, I’ll set up the appointments. Get some rest.”

Casey leaned back into the couch and closed her eyes again.

Across town, Steve walked through his front door and greeted his mom. He went to head up stairs but Carol stopped him.

“Can I talk to you real fast?” she said.

“Sure?” Steve was nervous. Was something wrong?

They sat at the dining room table and Carol brought up instagram, going to Steph’s page and scrolling down.

“Do you remember my co-worker, Steph? I think you met at the christmas party last year?”

“Yeah, I guess so.” Steve did remember Steph. She was by far the hottest woman he had ever laid eyes on.

“Well, her daughter, Casey, she’s…how do I put this. She’s going through a rough time right now at her school. She’s a senior like you but she doesn’t really have any friends because of…well this–” Carol showed Steve a photo of the most pregnant woman he’d ever seen. His eyes went wide and he felt his erection growing. “She’s pregnant with quints. I know I know it sounds insane but Steph was wondering if you would maybe try and be friends with her? Even take her to prom?”

Steve stared back at his mom and gulped. “Uh, yeah yeah I can maybe go over and meet her and stuff.”

“Oh you are such a good kid. I’m not asking you to marry the girl, she’s got five babies on the way for christ's sake, but just be nice to her and treat her normal, ok?”

Steve nodded and went up to his room. Carol had to call Steph back with the good news.

Once in his room he locked the door and opened his phone, quickly finding Casey’s instagram. There weren’t a lot of pictures of her on there, but her mom had documented Casey’s pregnancy on her own instagram. Five babies! God she was the hottest woman he had ever seen and his mom wanted him to go and just be her friend?

This would be a challenge he would gladly face.

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Part 3 of Back to Back to Back Pregnancy

Anna may have only been five months into her sixth pregnancy but she looked and felt months overdue. Every step was slow and concentrated, her focus on keeping herself upright and steady as she carried her babies to their high chairs and bassinets for their morning bottles. Two babies were already latched to her, her breasts constantly leaking as her children cried for their breakfast.

Around her, many more toddlers and children bounced and ran around, constantly running in Anna’s blind spots, her belly concealing most of her field of vision. She grunted as she sat heavily on the couch, her belly needing to be set on an ottoman so she could find some form of comfort and relief. As the babies finished eating, one of the new nannys Dave hired quickly placed another where their sibling had been.

True to his word, Dave hired four nanny’s to help Anna care for their exponentially growing family. In spite of the extra help, Anna was still determined to stay in her feet and care for her kids. Whether she was trying to prove a point to herself or Dave she wasn’t yet sure, but the idea of being confined to her bed made her anxious. She knew it was bound to happen (she was already struggling to move from kitchen to living room), but having control over some of her life was important to her. She didn’t want to become a baby factory, despite the fact she had already pumped out 51 kids in less than six years.

The brood within her kicked roughly as she felt a couple of her five year olds slap the front of her stretched belly.

“Boys,” Anna grunted. “Boys please don’t you’re making your brothers and sisters unhappy.”

“But mama,” one of the boys replied. “Your belly sounds like a drum.” He slapped it again as a nanny came and corralled them away to the dining room for breakfast before school.

Dave took his time coming down the stairs from getting ready, the screams and cries of his many children making him smile. When he reached the first floor he stood in the doorway of the living room and stared at his fecund wife. She sat there, overflowing from the couch, her thighs as thick as tree trunks and her arms flabby from excess food she was eating. Her eyes were closed as the babies continued to suck on her milk filled breasts. They looked like soft pillows but Dave knew they were firm and sore.

But nothing compared to her belly. It stretched five feet from her torso, her belly button flush with her tight and stretch marked skin. Dave could see from here his many babies moving inside of her, their feet and hands pressing, as though they were trying to escape the confines of her cramped womb.

Anna moaned in discomfort. Breastfeeding always made the babies in her belly more active and with 13 babies needing to be fed the litter in her womb were constantly moving. Dave walked over and massaged her belly, his hands pressing on the large babies within her.

“Dave please,” Anna huffed. “There’s so little room in there.”

In spite of her pleas her stomach betrayed her as it growled with hunger.

“Sounds like someone’s not full enough yet,” Dave replied, an evil smile on his face. “Tanya?”

One of the nanny’s, a young blond woman in her 20s, came into the living room.

“Yes, Mr. Stevens?” Tanya replied.

“Bring my wife her breakfast. And she’s not to move until she finishes. We need to make sure she feeds these growing babies.”

“Of course, Mr. Stevens.” Tanya went back into the kitchen and a moment later came back with a cart filled with food. Pancakes, French toast, waffles, bacon, sausage, eggs, toast with butter, a whole gallon of milk and a pitcher of orange juice, plus a tray of pastries and fruit.

Anna rubbed her growling stomach, the feeling of being overfull quickly being replaced by a ravenous hunger. Her babies responded in kind, kicking her aggressively until the first plate was placed on her chest and she gave in to her cravings.

“Eat up, babe,” Dave said as he rubbed her belly. “I have to get to a meeting but I’ll be home before dinner tonight.”

“Mhm,” Anna grunted, too focused on her meal and nursing her babies to reply to her husband.

Dave loved how much the babies were taking over her brain and body, her mind was always focused on gestating even if she didn’t realize it. The formula Dave mad had worked beautifully and he had big plans for it at work.

Anna barely registered that her husband had left her once again to care for their children, but she at least had help this time. And now that her older kids were starting school it would start to get easier as well.

“Mrs. Stevens the babies are all down for the nap and the elder kids are off to school.” Tanya came back to clean up the breakfast Anna had finished in record time. “Would you like anything else?”

Anna waved her off. “No, thank you. I just need to start getting to my chores for the day.”

Tanya watched as the overly fecund woman shifted her weight forward, attempting to heave herself up onto her trembling feet. Anna reached under her gut and lifted herself off the ottoman, letting it hit the soft carpet so she could roll on her stomach and stand up.

“M-Mrs. Stevens!” Tanya stammered. “Please, let us handle things you don’t need to be on your feet in your condition!”

Anna grunted, sweat dripping down her face as she pushed her hands into her lower back and lifted her belly off the ground. She wobbled for a moment before finding her center of gravity again. She took a few steps towards the kitchen, Tanya following.

“I’m fine,” Anna grunted. “I can take care of my house.”

In spite of Tanya and the other nanny’s assurances of help, Anna insisted on doing her chores and taking care of the children. She accepted she could no longer cook or do dishes with her belly in the way, but she could still do laundry, sweep, and take care of her babies.

Slowly she would waddle around, a baby always in one arm and her other occupied with sweeping or trying to fold clothing. After an hour of trying to clean the kitchen she finally sat in a wide wooden chair, the legs of it creaking as she tried to give her feet a moment of relief.

“Ooh, please stop kicking mommy while she’s trying to work,” Anna whined. She couldn’t reach the kicking storm at the front of her belly.

Before she could get up and get back to cleaning, the nanny’s came in with the hungry babies, ready to feed again. And so Anna’s day went on, feeding and changing diapers between loads of never ending laundry and picking up after her kids.

Soon enough it was dinner time and Dave was home once again, bounding into the dining room where his gravid wife was nursing while trying to eat a plate of spaghetti. The nanny’s were fighting with the other kids, trying to get them to eat as they cried and threw food.

Dave kissed his kids on the head as he made his way to his wife, eager to share the good news.

“You’re home,” Anna said. “Can you take these two and hand me the girls.”

Dave grabbed the two oversized infants off her chest and replaced them with another pair. Anna shifted them into a comfortable position on her stomach before returning to the never ending plate of pasta on her chest.

“I have some news,” Dave said. “The higher ups at work liked the results of the new fertility treatments I’ve been working on and they gave me a grant to start human trials.”

“That’s great news!” Anna feigned interest. She hated Dave’s work, knowing how focused he was on her and her hyper fertile womb. She could tell where this was going to go and she knew she was powerless to say no.

“I want you to be in the human trials.”

Anna stopped eating, even though her babies still wanted the food. She looked up at her husband and saw the almost sadistic smile on his face.

“Dave I—“

“Think about it,” he continued, a craze look in his eye. “And we’ll talk before bed.”

He kissed her belly many times before grabbing his plate of food and sitting with his children.

Anna took her time getting the kids down for bed, dreading the conversation that was to come. Eventually she waddled down the tight hallway to her bedroom, her wife hips and belly brushing the sides of the already widened door frame.

“I’ll have to call the contractor to get the doors widened again,” Dave said as he watched his wife walked towards their bed.

He was transfixed by her as she struggled to get into the bed, having to hoist her belly onto the mattress before crawling into her seated position in her nest of pillows. Dave watched her belly rise and fall as she struggled to catch her breath, the infants pressing on her lungs.

“I love you like this.” Dave rubbed her belly. “You’re the most fertile woman in the world and I want to see you push yourself further.”

“Dave please, I don’t think I can get bigger than this.”

“I have ways to help, don’t worry. I would never let you be hurt. I love you.”

“You love this!” Anna shook her womb as she cried. “You love my womb and my belly you don’t love me.”

Dave put his arms around Anna the best he could, brushing his hands through her tangled brown hair, kissing her gently.

“Anna I love you and your womb. I love that you gave me a family and I love how much you care for our kids. You’re the most amazing woman ever and I want to help you become even more amazing.”

Anna wasn’t completely sold by Dave’s words of kindness. She looked down at her belly and thought of her many other children, the choice made for her.

“I’ll do it.”