#implied hyperpreg

[wannabeyourpapa]

You have a particular reputation on campus. See, when college kids inevitably fuck around and find out they're pregnant, they're pointed your way. You're able to take the trouble off their hands, in exchange for favors. After all, carrying sooo many babies is hard work; you deserve the help~

It's easy to be the talk of the school when you take on the job of being the campus baby daddy.

At first it was an accident—a close friend got too close with the star soccer player and ended up pregnant. They were not ready for parenthood so I put it out there that I could take the baby. The magickal process was easy and it gave me practice for my personal studies which were falling behind due to my college classes. I didn't exactly tell them it had to be kept secret.

Not long after the first baby a few of their classmates came to me for solace. Some were just notified of the pregnancy while others had been hiding the steadily growing swell for months. I couldn't say no to them, not when they were all so stressed about their academic future! I had the means of carrying their babies—my babies? This was all so confusing in the beginning when I was taking on the workload of being a knocked up college student with no help. It wasn't easy.

Though the bigger I got, the more everyone seemed to take pity on me and helped. I never had to carry my books, someone was always carrying my bag, and at least one person helped me waddle from class to class. They were all so doting. I felt beloved, feeling almost saint like with how the other students regarded me. I did help them out of a tough predicament so the least they could do was assist me as my body dramatically changed to carry my brood. Luckily with my newly formed posse I had a chance to hone my abilities so I was properly prepared for my next batch of babies.

[greatbigbellies]

What if Mcpreggos was an all you can eat buffet

It could be! Like I focus on the fast food angle because that's clearly the inspiration for the name, and the focus of much of the art people have made about it, but you could just as easily rebrand it to an all you can eat buffet. You might want to nerf the effects to imply customers need to eat more in order to get THAT pregnant, but if you like hyperpreg than it's probably fine as is lol.

Overstuffing and feedism is hot but the current iteration of McPreggos as a fast food joint feeds into my "pregnant fast food worker" subkink so like... it's a win either way.

[wannabeyourpapa]

Your student wait for you. After a few minutes, some expect that you won't show up; but as a few of them get up to leave, you arrive, hoisting a gut that threatens to touch the floor. Waddling over to the front of the room, you plop your belly onto your desk. The lamp light in the dark room throws into sharp contrast the struggling within. You apologize to the class for the late start, but some of your students needed a private lesson~

"Apologies students! As you can guess by the state of myself and the empty seats, there were some students that needed more hands on assistance for the assignment." I state, my poor excuse for a top leaving nothing to the imagination. I had a perfectly appropriate outfit for today's lesson but I hadn't expected that so many students had ben struggling with the coursework.

Though, come to think of it, many of the students in my womb right now had been the same from last semester. It couldn't exactly be a coincidence....could it?

"Alright. Let's flip to page one eighty-two—Fertilization and Implantation." A foot rubs down from my navel, to make a show of just what happens after successful implantation results in. Sometimes being a Human Biology professor was too real to life when I'm teaching my students as well as using my own womb to showcase the coursework.