make my belly bigger !

Freeroam hucow that wanders too far from home… Young male hucow in his first breeding season, 7 months pregnant with multiple big, rowdy calves whose squirming keeps him up at night. So one of the local farmers offered him something to help him sleep, but all it seemed to do was make him even more docile and foggy-brained, waddling through the pasture in an uncomfortable daze. Until eventually he’s further from the pasture than he’s ever been, into the nearby village… He’s exhausted and lost, absolutely too heavy to be doing all that walking, lowing in frustration. Almost everyone slept through the noise, and the few who opened their doors to him were too impatient; his speech is languidly slow and peppered with ‘moo’s, to the point that it’s difficult to understand. Would you let me in - I mean um. Would you let him in anyway.

Freeroam hucow that wanders too far from home… Young male hucow in his first breeding season, 7 months pregnant with multiple big, rowdy calves whose squirming keeps him up at night. So one of the local farmers offered him something to help him sleep, but all it seemed to do was make him even more docile and foggy-brained, waddling through the pasture in an uncomfortable daze. Until eventually he’s further from the pasture than he’s ever been, into the nearby village… He’s exhausted and lost, absolutely too heavy to be doing all that walking, lowing in frustration. Almost everyone slept through the noise, and the few who opened their doors to him were too impatient; his speech is languidly slow and peppered with ‘moo’s, to the point that it’s difficult to understand. Would you let me in - I mean um. Would you let him in anyway.

been thinking a lot lately about the rounded sides of a pregnant belly - when there’s no room for the baby to grow forward so it just pushes out, until the carrier, from behind, looks like livestock.

lovingly imagining being someone’s heavily pregnant broodmare who really finds pregnancy difficult. like I’m so tired carrying your baby, I just need you to help me. managing getting around on my own isn’t impossible, but I’m just a little more spacey and tired where it’s so easy to hang back while you sort things out. especially if I was hesitant about true pregnancy, being made to trust you to help take care of me and navigate the world for me while my usually big independent capable personality takes the backseat to growing your babies is so. controlled

thinking about being so fucking pregnant, like ready to pop any day full belly full tits, yet still getting bent over every day and fucked deep and rough while you tell me you're fucking another baby into me. and i know it's impossible bc i have to push this one out first but i want it so bad that i can't help but push back against you and moan and sob and beg please please put more babies in me i'm not full enough i need you i need more please please please

pregnant belly so big it sways ever so slightly as the carrier walks 🥳

we all talk about pregnancy as part of forcefem but what about pregnancy as part of forcemasc. hear me out... even if you're bred and knocked up you're still unmistakably undeniably masculine. dom parading you around town all through your third trimester and counting how many times you get gendered male despite your massive pregnant belly and using it as proof that you'll never be anything but male no matter what

Making out with your hand up my shirt rubbing the swell of my pregnant belly