#wannabemothers

[hush-writes-preg]

I would love for you to wait for me to go into labor, then put me in a nice pair of tights and take me out in public. Teasing me when I tense up with contractions, chastising me when my water breaks. “Oh honey you made such a mess, what am I going to do with you?~”

Watching me push uselessly for hours and the bulge in my crotch forces my waddle wider and wider. Every time I try to squat, every time I move to pull my pants to the side and pop out baby into my pant leg, you make sure I remember our discussion before we got to the mall. “No giving birth until we’re back at the car, okay?” I can only nod in submission, remembering how eager I agreed to your terms.

That's it, isn't it-- you wanted this. You were practically vibrating with excitement at the thought of being teased and denied the ability to give birth out in public, where everyone could see you. And we both know that you'll do what you can to be a good, obedient girl for me.

So you'll endure, won't you? You'll fight against your instincts to bear down just because I told you to, while the contractions clench your belly and gravity draws our little one even deeper into your pelvis. You'll try to ignore the way the wet fabric of your pants clings to your legs and the growing bulge of the baby's head. Because you know what'll happen if you can make it back to the car.

That's where I'll push your massive belly up against the door and pull your pants down to expose your bottom to my view, and to anyone else who wants to look. Then I'll push your legs apart and slide a hand between them to cup our baby's already-emerging head. "There's my good girl," I'd whisper, feeling the next contraction shuddering through you. "Now how about you give us a baby?"

[madetouse]

holy fucking felt on all accounts

The amount of freakazoid's i've met in these kink communities is crazy. Personally, the fun gets sucked out of it when the scary folk start to interact more often cause it starts to feel like i'm becoming one of them. It ain't great, but I try to remember that the block button is awesome and I can go offline whenever.

Still tho if it's getting bad, turning off messages might be a good idea, I know how shit that can get :/ Best of luck friend

Hi Marin!!!!!!!

I totally get what you mean though. It’s like, guilt by association somehow 😭 and for something that at least started out light hearted and casual, it gets really dark really fast.

GREAT POINT about blocking though. For some reason I forget that we have that feature on tumblr even though i use it liberally on like twitter n shit

It means a lot to me that you reached out 💖 i hope you’re doing well!!

[boytumms]

I keep thinking about bringing my pregnant little pocket boy around with me in my dress pocket. Sliding a little crumb of every sample I try at a market or every snack I get at one of the food trucks on campus. Letting him sit on the table while I eat lunch and munch on the bits of burrito that fall back onto the tin foil. Giving him loving little belly rubs after meals before sliding him back into my pocket for a while. Cupping my hand in my pocket on the walk home so he has a warm spot to lay while his litter kicks and squirms in his overfull belly. Then ending the day off by setting him down in a little heated cat bed and giving him a little bottle cap full of water, gotta keep your pocket boys hydrated, especially when they’re due any day.

May I just say, even though they’re getting tormented 90% of the time I look at this blog, pocket boys have become a comfy obsession of mine kahdjfhheb. Just round lil dudes who chill in your pocket, big bellies out for the world to see. I wanna get one and take such good care of him omg, he’d have a dream life. I want to give one a little sweater and let him have anything he wants because he’s perfect ;w;

Ajdnaknxkabd you’d be any pocket boy’s dream caretaker I think, with how much I put them through. I prefer being mean to mine but there’s nothing wrong with being good to them too!

[greatbigbellies]

Ooooooh maybe the beachside mcpreggo is kinda like a tummy themed margaritaville

Special menu items, a whole page of margaritas, more of a sit-down bar and grill style environment, but with the same tummy inducing effects. Plus, maybe the effects are strong but don’t last nearly as long, so once you finish your meal, you get to waddle out the door and spend an afternoon pregnant on the beach, then head home once you shrink back down!

Oh I like this, an offshoot that's still casual dining but you're encouraged to sit and enjoy the food there before waddling down to the beach. Shorter lasting effects means it can be a good day trip location, you don't have to worry about being too pregnant to fit behind the wheel and drive home because everything goes back to normal after a couple of hours. Maybe some exclusive effects like getting a better tan/being sunburn resistant while pregnant, or an item that promises to make your tummy look the size of a beach ball... just... seaside stuff. The kind of place where you can enjoy a nicer meal and then go down to the sand and be a part of your own hyperpreg beach episode.

[monster-bellies]

Commission for @wannabemother

[wannabepapa]

God, I'd be so nervous to leave either of you alone all day, fiercely protective of the four babies in our collective wombs, and anxious to be there with/for you just in case. As often as you update us with tears throughout the day, I'd message you to make sure that everything was okay with you and the nuggets, waiting for your response with a hand over my own lightly bloated belly.

Once we're all together, you wouldn't be able to move without someone rubbing your bump or your back. If you're on the couch with us, Marin could rub your poor overtaxed belly, and I'd take your feet in my lap to massage.

And when we're in bed, we'd curl around your heavy form and press our little bellies against yours, hands wandering over every swollen curve. Suffice to say, you wouldn't stay empty for long once the twins are out~

~ 🐶

don't worry pup i'll be punctual texting you. it's emotionally exhausting lately and my nesting brain has really taken hold. i appreciate how much you care for my wellbeing, you're too perfect. i tell you to not worry too much—i'll be alright dear knowing that i'll be seeing you back home soon.

not even ten minutes later i would be texting the group chat asking how you were both doing because i'm worried about you. you're only just starting to show but i know you and Marin have been feeling fatigued and your backs aching from the new weight in your midsection. i might even text you personally every so often pup asking if you were somewhere private so you can send me a picture of your little swell. i love seeing how cute your newly formed bump is and i can't get enough of it.

i am so spoiled with you both. i love knowing that every moment we're all home together my body is never without a hand or four touching me. the twins love the attention but since getting pregnant i've been desperate for one or both of you being attached to my hip at home constantly. it's bonding for us all—our warmth and scents mixing together that it makes me feel at home.

if i weren't so pregnant i would be giving you both back massages and belly rubs. with my gargantuan mound i can only just manage reaching my hands out to rub around both of your bellies. i cannot wait to feel your babies kick against my hands. if i'm still pregnant i'll probably weep with joy

( @wannabemother hi hello we're talking about the group again )

**adding onto this pup i would very likely have your name as pup/puppy (if you like that) and Marin would probably have darling girl/cutie pie

[birthfan]

It's @wannabemother now she changed her blog name

Surprise at home

Lyndsee laid on her bed awake, her husband was still asleep as he snored softly. She'd been having contractions all night but she didn't want to worry her husband, so she powered through them until morning, she hoped her husband would wake up soon.

The first thing Steve saw as he woke up was his wife clutching her belly and groaning in pain "Oh god hun are you ok?" He asked panicked "T-the baby's close huuuu sweetie, I need you to hmmmnnng check me, to know when I c-can push" Lyndsee answered panting.

Steve gently inserted his fingers inside his wife's puffy pussy "You're at 8 cm babe, I know you want to but you shouldn't push yet" he said taking his fingers out "Huuuu, h-help me get up, walking sh-should help me dilate" Lyndsee said as she sat up on the bed.

As Steve helped his wife get on her feet a soft pop was heard, followed by her fluids soaking her "Ooooh god my water broke!" Lyndsee exclaimed scared, her husband let her hold on to him "Calm down hun, let's just focus on walking and breathing, that should help".

As they walked into the kitchen Lyndsee's need to push was becoming unbearable, she stopped and with a wide stance asked her husband "C-could you ch-check me again? I need to puuuuush nmmmg", Steve didn't think twice and lowered himself in-between his wife's legs to check her "You're at 10 now babe, you can push to your heart's content" he said admiring the strength of his soulmate.

Lyndsee moaned loudly from the pain and effort of pushing as she felt the baby slip past her fully dilated cervix into her birth canal, she panted as she waited for her next contraction, Steve rubbed her thighs to comfort her.

Another contraction came and with it the need to push, Lyndsee grit her teeth as her face turned red with effort as she pushed "Mmmmmmnnnng" her hands went to her pussy that was begginning to bulge painfully as the baby was right behind it.

Steve massaged Lyndsee's bulging pussy lips to help them stretch with the next push, his wife prepared herself for her next push "You're doing so good babe" he said kissing her thick thigh.

"Mmmmnnnggrrrraaah aaah it buuurns" she cried out as the baby's head became visible as it was stretching her puffy lips, her husband applied counterpressure and did his best to comfort her while helping her stretch.

The baby's head was slowly stretching her as she panted through the unbelievable pain, then another contraction came "Hooooooommmnngghh oooooh goooood" Lyndsee exclaimed as the baby's head reached its widest point making the pain so much worse.

"Huuuu huuuu huuuu, hun c-can you help my lips stretch b-before I tear?" She asked tears falling out of her eyes as Steve put his hands around his wife's pussy lips while massaging them.

Lyndsee prepared for the next push as she hoped the head would pop out with it, "MmmnnnngggAAAAAAH haaa f-finally" she yelled out as the baby's head did come out entirely, now only the shoulders remained.

"You're doing amazing sweetie, just rest for a bit as the baby turns then push her out" Steve said as he got up and kissed her lips deeply while rubbing her lower back with his hand.

Lyndsee rested as she waited for the moment to push the baby out, when it came she pushed with all her strength and with a final gush of fluids the baby was out "Huuff huuff hello baby" she said as she grabbed the baby and put her on her chest to let her suckle on her nipples.

"You did it hun" said Steve comforting his wife, "Do you need anything?" Lyndsee answered "Yeah could you help me get up so I can go to the toilet? I can push out the placenta there" Steve helped his wife get up.

As Lyndsee approached the bathroom she started feeling again a strong pressure from inside coupled with the need to push, she didn't give it much thought as she thought it to be the after birth, but as she sat on the toilet she felt what seemed like a contraction "Hmmma".

As her baby suckled on her milky breasts she felt the overwhelming need to push so she did "Hmnnmmmm huuu oh fuck" she said as she felt her pussy bulge painfully again.

Lyndsee's hand went to her pussy where she felt a head behind her lips "Huuu Steeeve come here hnnng please!" She shouted as her battered pussy burned in pain again.

Steve ran to the bathroom hearing Lyndsee's call,he looked at her and could see that she was pushing again and that her lips were bulging "Is everything alright, is there a twin?" He asked comforting her.

Lyndsee moaned through the pain "Haaaaa yes, please help me" she said as she prepared to push, Steve started rubbing her clit to help with the pain.

"Hnnnnnnnngaaaaaaah" she groaned as she pushed, the second baby's head now visible, her husband kept rubbing her clit as he went to kiss her lips.

"You're so strong babe, you can do this" said Steve as he broke away from the kiss,"is this helping?" he asked referring to him pleasuring her, Lyndsee nodded "It helps so much, thank you".

Lyndsee pushed again causing the baby to crown, Steve used his free hand to massage her pussy lips while he kept pleasuring her "You're doing so good, one more push and the head will be out".

"Mmmmnnnggrrrraaah haaa haaa" she panted as the head popped out, dangling between her legs over the toilet bowl, "Hold on babe, wait a bit before pushing again, the cord's wrapped around it's neck" said Steve as he began untangling the cord.

Lyndsee panted through the pain as she desperately waited to be able to push again "Huuuu huuu please hurry hun, I gotta push" she pleaded as the urge was becoming unbearable .

"Okay babe, you can push now" said Steve as he finished untangling the cord, Lyndsee didn't have to be told twice as she immediately started pushing again her face turning red with effort.

The baby slipped out of Lyndsee into the toilet bowl, the remaining fluids spilling out of her battered pussy "Haa haaa" she panted completely exhausted and sore, "I'm so proud of you babe" said Steve rubbing her side as he picked up the baby.

He handed the baby to Lyndsee as she started feeding him "I can't wait to do this again Steve" she said with a tired smile on her face as both babies suckled on her milky breasts.

Story for the lovely @mpregandmore , it took me a while to write but I think it turned out alright. Many thanks to @wannabedad for proofreading this ❤️

[lopojo]

♡Happy Mother's Day! (Art by @perkolatorpress). #mothersday #singlemothers #flipbook #marriedmothers #stepmothers #art #anothermothers #fathermothers #fourleggedcreaturesmothers #repost #adoptionmothers #wannabemothers #illustration (at Burbank, California)

[hush-writes-preg]

God… I wanna snuggle up in your lap and slowly, calmly, push out your babies. Is that too much for a girl to ask for?

Not at all. If anything, I think it's an excellent show of trust. You were such a good girl when I bred you, so it seems only fitting for you to bring the situation to its obvious conclusion while cuddled up in my lap.

Just lean back against me, my darling, and let me hold you close while you labor. Let me feel every contraction shudder through your body, and let me feel the way you tense and strain to push them out. Let me stroke your quaking belly and whisper soft words of encouragement in your ear while you pant and moan for me. You're going to make such a wonderful mommy.

[boytumms]

I might be the odd woman out, but I think I’d want to take good care of my pocket boys. There’d be some pregnant ones from breeding in the group, and some young and scared ones, but I really really just kinda want to set them all down in a cat bed at night so they can sleep, or give them a whole little community, built like one of those massive train models, to live in. I think that’d be lovely!

Aaahahaa you might be, but that does sound cute too!

[madetouse]

Hahdhsuwgxjuf praise during birth my beloved, that last ask is wonderful

Anything birth related where the phrase “good girl” can be worked in is to die for. Maybe you’re out on the town with your girlfriend, trying to stifle the ever-expanding crown that’s barely contained under your lace panties and short skirt. Every stifled moan, every shivering push, all of it nets you a whispered praise and a kiss on the cheek. You can tell she’s enjoying this as much as you are. Maybe, if she’s feeling merciful, you’ll be able to really push in the car on the way home

Or maybe that’s just a me thing idk dnjcuehfhjw

If i could snort the words “good girl” i think i absolutely would

And no trust me that is NOTTT just a you thing omg..

Like trying so hard to be good for her bc you need desperately need the approval but all you want to do is spread your legs and pushhh.. the pressure being so intense it feels like torture to not just bear down 😭

[madetouse]

Yes yes yes, the idea of being very small and being coddled and babied by your partner, while also being so enormously pregnant with a LITTER of their babies who are FAR too big for your tiny little womb

Hshaucnjrhx sitting in their lap so they can spoil your belly that dwarfs you, laying in bed with your belly between you so they can keep a nice hold around it for support while you sleep, blushing when you get so big they have to carry you places hwbdjjejcjngb

YES

Like just being treated like the most precious thing in the world

It’s so like inherently possessive too, like they put their babies inside me and now they’re obsessed with me and catering to my every need

[wannabepapa]

Ah~! If you want me to be sweet on you, I can as well~ And maybe that's part of it, whenever one of us gets another knocked up, someone else gets jealous and has to knock us up, until all three of us are laying claim to each other, getting confused on whose babies are whose, because they're all *ours~* It'll be tough work, balancing out who's the neediest and who needs the most attention when all three of us just want to cuddly and be patted and rubbed and loved~ Suffice to say, whenever you're feeling jealous? Just tell me and I'll come crawling right into your lap (and your askbox~)! ~ 🐶

ah yeeeees hello puppy welcome to my neck of the woods. i can and will happily oblige your wants and needs for my knocking you up. i'm not really jealous irl but dang your asks have been so good and got me feeling some type of way. but i do think you deserve to have a belly as well, one stuffed so full of young (mine or otherwise) that i just have to spoil you.

that's the whole point isn't it? you, me, and Marin ( @wannabemother ) as a group couple getting each other pregnant whenever we want? it sounds like an absolutely lovely idea that i can get behind. all the little nuggets nestled in our collective wombs belong to all three of us. in my humble opinion no matter whose children are in yours or Marin's bellies, i would treat them as my own. i've always wanted a big family and blood doesn't have to make family, i'll happily be papa to anyone's children who needs a papa in their life

oh sweetheart you'll be climbing into my lap often enough. not of jealousy but or just wanting to have someone sitting pretty on my lap whenever Marin is busy. would love to have a good puppy cuddled up with me while i pet their tummy full of my unruly brood.

[birthfan]

It's @wannabemother now she changed her blog name

As requested by many: the follow up

He squats deeply as he gripps the railing tightly causing his knuckles to turn white"Hnnnng oooh ooooh" he pants out, you kneel close to him "Do you need to push?" you ask trying your best to comfort him through his pain.

His face reddens with shame at the sight of everyone in the bus staring at him "Huuu huuu y-yes, ooooh god I hoped to make it home at least" he says as he prepares for another push, "I'll ask the driver to go to the nearest hospital" as soon as you stand up you feel him tugging your arm "P-please hnnnng no, n-no hospital" he says pleading.

You kneel next to him again "Okay don't worry, what's your name?" you ask rubbing his lower back "R-ryan" he says "Okay Ryan, I'll help you as best I can, do you want me to check your dilation?" you ask "N-no I feel the baby slipping into my b-birth canal".

You keep comforting Ryan as he prepares for another push "Hmmmmmmng ooh oh fuck" he says putting his hand over his pants "Please h-help me get these off", you don't esitate as you lower his drenched sweatpants, you can see below his soaked boxers that his cunt is begginning to bulge "These too?" You ask, he nods blushing.

As you lower his boxers you see his plump hairy lips begin to stretch as he pushes "Hmmmmmaaaah aaaah it burns" he cries out as he prepares for another push "Mmmnmmnnnnnnghhh" he groans as he pushes hard the head becoming visible. His hand starts massaging his sore lips.

"Do you want me to help you stretch?" you ask trying to hide your arousal, Ryan nods and your hand goes to his perineum to apply counter pressure. "Hnnnnnnnngaaaaaaah aaah goooood it feels like th-the baby's going r-rip me in half" he cries out as his baby crowns, his lips stretched to the max, if the baby was even a little bit bigger he would have torn.

As you look at Ryan's stretched lips you feel your heartbeat get faster, you desperately try to hide your arousal by wiping the sweat off your forehead, but hearing his pained grunts makes your breathing pick up as you put your shaky hands at the base of his battered cunt with the excuse of helping him stretch.

You put your other hand on Ryan's lips to help the stretch "Al-alright Ryan, I'm gonna n-need for you to push hard with the next contraction" you say with a nervous stutter, "O-okay" says Ryan with fear and pain in his voice as he prepares himself.

"HnnnnnmmmmAAAAAAAAAAAH Aaaah aaah" he yells as the head pops out with a gush of fluids, as he can't squat anymore he starts lying on his back "Th-there's no c-cord right?" he says with tears in his eyes as his hands cup the baby's head.

You give Ryan your hand for him to squeeze and say "N-no Ryan, whenever you wa-want to push go for it, the b-baby's almost o-out". You had almost forgotten that you were on a bus filled with people as you turn your head to see everyone looking at Ryan's battered cunt with the baby halfway out, some of them are even recording with their phone, you decide to ignore them and help him push his baby out.

You feel your hand being squeezed really hard as you turn around to see Ryan push with all his might "MMMMNNNAAAAH" he moans as the baby's shoulders pop out, you put your free hand on the baby to prepare to catch it.

"Okay Ryan th-the shoulders are out, one la-last push and you're going to b-be a dad" you say as Ryan's eyes begin to water and he prepares for his last push "Mnnnnnnnahhhh haaa haaa" he pants out as the baby slides out of his sore cunt, the remaining fluids spilling out after the baby. You take the baby and pass her to Ryan "Congrats Ryan you're a father to a beautiful baby girl" you say, he has tears spilling out of his eyes as he holds his daughter "Th-thank you" he says.

So I decided to make part 2 the 100 followers special, it's not much but I hope I made some of you horny hehe. Many thanks to @wannabedad for proof reading this and giving me some tips