Amab 32 wants to raise a family

someone at your side who takes up no space and has no needs of their own is not a person, but a shadow.

I got talking to him and found we didn't have much else in common and couldn't really hold a conversation much, but I had a crazy idea.

What if he told me his address and like a week or two when he was available, and either left his door unlocked or hid a key someplace and told me where, and I came by on a day of my choosing and knocked him up, ready or not?

His response was basically "FUCK that sounds so hot", though we've unfortunately lost contact with each other. (I guess he decided that was kind of a creepy thing for a near-stranger to suggest to him, which is fair tbh.)

God Tumblr is such a bad place for this but it's also the only place where I can find anyone who will even remotely act like procreating is desireable.

It's all just fantasy here for most people, like there's a reason those "Please breed? NO PREG, ONLY BREED" memes are everywhere

but that's still better than everywhere else, where everyone says "Why would you want to be pregnant/care for a baby/create a new life in this miserable world?" Like man idk don't ask me why I want what I want.

I just want it so bad.

I wanna fuck someone hard and fill their tummy up and help them have the babies they always wanted.

I wanna get them meds and snacks while they lay in bed dealing with the not-so-fun parts of the thing I love so much.

I wanna stay with them an do whatever I can to help them while they're pushing our babies out into the world.

I wanna love and care for the beautiful new lives we've created.

Life is so hot

Pregnancy is so hot

Anyone whose pregnant still actually deserves respect and autonomy

Type of way

Not in a

I say pregnancy is my kink but actually exerting power over someone physically is what gets me off

Pregnancy as a signal for traditional values rooted in misogyny and that’s acceptable to me

I view do not view women as people but objects that I fuck and they give me a kid that they take care of

Suddenly, all of our bellies start to curve outwards. You see people shifting uncomfortably in their chairs, some pat their bellies under the table in confusion, and others pretend that nothing is happening, assuming it must be random bloating.

That is, until they swell into obvious pregnant bumps, our tshirts growing tight, and slowly lifting up to expose our rounded underbellies. Some unfortunate souls wore buttoned shirts that begin to strain, and eventually pop off and rip, exposing their flattened navels and stretch marks, ripe with movement.

We all freak out, crying or sitting in shock, or angrily denying what is happening. We're all clutching at our now huge baby bumps and groaning in disbelief. Some spread their legs to accommodate their new girth, others struggle to stand up and waddle away. One guy who looks like he is going to pop tries to waddle away, screaming that this can't be happening, cradling his huge belly with both hands. His legs give out and he falls to his knees, his big leaking tits ripping out of his binder as he grunts in pain, a big wet patch spreading across his trousers.