The first sign of pregnancy coming from tender breasts

The slow (then fast) growth throughout

The first little dribbles, only noticable because someone is sucking on them when they happen

The first time it leaks through to the shirt for anyone to see

Using a pump to induce lactation so there's as much flow as possible after birth

Being in the middle of a social situation when boobs start aching because they've not been pumped recently enough

Nipples darkening and getting bigger

Dark outlines of the nipples being visible through shirts that used to be totally fine

The way nipples aren't just wider but also longer and pointier than they used to be

Rubbing specialty creams and oils on to soothe them because the growth is sooo much

(Choosing organic creams and oils so that after you use them, your lover can still suck them)

maybe this is the same person who knocked me up, maybe its not. i dont know, either way they just constantly want me full of life and constantly getting bigger. they're just constantly telling me how beautiful they think i am even if i'm just laying in bed.

theyll massage my back and aching milky tits. i barely even have to ask, any excuse to have their hands on me and they're on their knees. ready for whatever. every kick from the baby receives a gentle kiss. every time i whine about how heavy and bloated i am they just coo "oh, i know bunny... i'm sorry" but they don't ever mean it.

someone who holds me through my braxton hicks. rubbing my back and playing with my hair... it doesn't matter how long my labor takes, they're by my side the whole time. once my water finally breaks, they lay me on my back. pushing my legs up and guiding me as the baby, babies, whatever's inside me works down my birth canal. it hurts, but it feels easier with them by my side.

you've been pregnant with my puppies for months. your body has grown to accommodate them. you've got a rotund swell to your belly, and rows of nipples developed along your tummy. there's a sway to your gait that, even viewing you from behind, you are so undeniably pregnant. the ultrasound revealed three pups. today, we finally meet them.

here you are, on all fours. belly brushing against the bedroom floor- crouched over a plastic tarp laid over carpet to prevent stains. this is the room where life itself was conceived, and where life will be birthed. you've been laboring for hours, moaning under your breath, swearing as your cervix dilates. Labor, as it turns out, is a laborious process. your face blushes red. sweat beads on your forehead. as your mate, i pace around you worriedly for hours. i dutifully care for your ever need, bringing you water, providing you comfort and care.

you feel a shift in your lower abdomen. one of the puppies has lodged its head past your cervix. a particularly powerful groan overtakes you as it slides down your canal. you scream. fuck, you've never been stretched like this before. you yell at the top of your lungs with every contraction, gasping for breath between each pause. the pup begins to crown. the top of its head peeks out from your wet, whelping hole.

i urge you on. push, push, push.

with a grand effort, you focus all your muscles to birth our pup. you're stretched over the widest part of the head. sweat beads on your forehead. the pup's head slides past. a gush of amniotic fluid bursts and splatters over the tarp. im quick to attend to the pup. gently catching it and licking it clean. i excitedly show you our newborn. i know you want to hold it, but there's more work for you to do. i lay our pup in the nursery by our bed.

your tummy is still so full. another pup is getting kicky. you feel a movement, followed by an added heft in your cervix. this one's so much bigger than the last. you push, but there's no budge. you whimper feeling the pain of your cervix widening and failing to move the large pup down. you try to relax your body. taking a deep breath, and exhaling slowly. it's difficult. it hurts. the puppy wriggles inside you, and makes it past your relaxed cervix. it's entered your birth canal, descending downward. it's absolutely huge. you feel its crown force your insides wide. you're not sure your body can handle a pup of this size. but you have to. you must birth our pup. your whelping hole bulges. you scream. you push. you strain. it's not coming out. and, oh god, does it burn. you rock your body forward and back, doing anything to relieve the pressure. the pup is almost out. i take my hand to carefully pry you open further. my fingers feel hot on you. c'mon. you can do it. birth our pup. you let out a guttural groan as you bear down. the oversized pup escapes out and into my hands, kicking and screaming into the world. a stream of fluid follows and soaks your inner thighs. your hole reels from the stretch, slightly agape from birthing, contracting and flexing rhythmically.

i carefully tend to the pup and leave it at the nursery. you're panting hard to recover from the strain of birthing our enormous pup. your belly rises and falls with each shallow breath, gradually getting deeper until your breathing stabilizes. i pet you along your back. you're doing a wonderful job giving birth to our puppies. there's one more to go. you feel a mass slip easily past your cervix. in fact, it's barely perceptible. this one's real small. it must be the runt of the litter. it glides down your canal easily. you feel your muscles expand, but it's nothing compared to the last birth. in fact, it's somewhat pleasant. or... even orgasmic. your whelping hole flutters. you're cumming. you shiver as your orgasm takes over your whole body. you squeak, because with almost no effort at all, the little pup is ejected into my hands. together, we look over our three puppies to make sure they're nice and healthy.

Do you like it? Seeing me like this?

And gods what a man he was... You'd had no idea before he showed you his pregnant body. His pussy swollen with his condition, his T dick so cute, but also long and thick and wet. He asked you to be here with him for this last trimester, told you he wouldn't be able to do this on his own. You agreed before you even thought about it, forgot to mention that even him in this state was making you ache with need, let alone seeing what this baby would do to him as he kept growing, seeing it come out.

Now... it was time, whether he wanted it or not. And you knew very well he wanted nothing to do with this. He hadn't ever told you how he got pregnant, but at best you knew it was an unwanted pregnancy, and there had been offhanded comments that implied even worse.

see that red circle? this is where my womb is. this is where i grow babies. now every time i bare my stomach to you, you’ll know right where to look. your eyes will automatically drop past my belly button, and you’ll be staring straight at my fertile womb.

fun facts about my womb: i’m at an ideal time in my life for pregnancy. at twenty years old, i’m the most fertile i’ll ever be.

my womb wants a baby, every month it releases an egg hoping that you’ll fertilize it, making my now flat belly hopefully swell full with child.

my tummy may be flat now, but my womb can stretch to accommodate any size baby that you impregnate me with. my tummy could grow far out past my hips like a torpedo, belly button popping out and all, or it could drop low into my pelvis, rounding out the bottom of my belly with its weight.

i love licking a trans’s boy’s cunt until he’s shaking, how his thighs tighten around my head, his fingers twisted in my hair. i love the taste of him, salty and sweet, the way his slick coats my lips. i love how he moans when i suck his t-dick into my mouth, his whole body arching off the bed.

i love the sound of a trans’s boy’s cunt, all wet and obscene when i fuck him with my fingers. i love the way his hole grips me, the little 'squelch' of my palm hitting his thighs. i love hearing him whimper with every thrust, how his breath catches when i curl my fingers just right.

I said yes like an idiot and met him at a motel, which he paid for. We fucked and I felt him slip the condom off (I didn’t say anything because of how hot that is) and he came inside of me twice in an hour (I think?)

It felt so good to give my body what it so badly wanted.

A little less than a month later I’m throwing up most mornings, and my chest feels extremely sore so I take a test, and it’s positive.

I messaged him what happened and he sent a picture of his cock, so I went to his place for the first time.

He tied me up (he’s into that shit) and he came inside me multiple times, all while clutching my lower belly. I honestly think he wanted to get me pregnant, I’m not sure if I should keep it, I’m 4 months in and my state has a cutoff at around 5 months.. every time we meet he fucks me really good (cums inside each time) and asks about how the kid is so I don’t want to disappoint him.

Any ideas for how to proceed? My hips are already so wide so I think I’d be able to give birth easily. I just don’t know what to do, and I don’t want to stop seeing him for obvious reasons. I feel the baby kick every so often and it makes me so dysphoric.

God, little sluts like you are adorable. Four months pregnant by a stranger who knocked you up without your consent, and wondering whether you should give birth so you don't have to disappoint him. And looking for guidance from another strange man who wants you pregnant.

Does it really matter what I say, though? Just from the way you tell this story, it's obvious what an addict you've become for your baby daddy's cock. You say "I messaged him [that he'd gotten me pregnant by stealthing me] and he sent a picture of his cock, so I went to his place for the first time" - as if that's the most natural sequence of events in the world. He bred you, he wanted to fuck you again, so you went to his bed and spread your legs.

His little "accident" is already kicking its way to life inside of you. If you wait just a little longer, there'll be nothing you can do about it, except take his cum and wait to give birth. You're already rationalizing it - "I have such wide hips, it won't be that bad." (And they'll be wider before you're done.) Just take the easy option, don't do anything that'll upset your man, and before you know it, you'll be pushing out his baby.

I was just a teenager, legal to be clear but still a teenager, and I’ve always been very petite. I looked so obscene with a big pregnant belly, all tight and obviously contracting. I was completely naked while pushing, my swollen titties and my sensitive pink nipples exposed to the room. I did nipple stimulation at the advice of my midwife from time to time, I remember how intense it made the contractions and how hard it made my nipples. I remember the stimulation making little milk droplets leak out.

But you’re probably more interested in knowing about how my tight teenage pussy pushed out the baby. My pussy was so pink and swollen as I bore down, I love thinking about you playing with yourself while watching it. You’d see everything, I was completely shaved and exposed…I started off on my hands and knees, funnily enough there’s a good chance that’s the position I got pregnant in. My belly and tits hanging down, my little asshole exposed, pushing, pushing, trying to give birth. I pushed so hard but…not much progress. Just a little sliver of head.

My midwife had me move to a squatting position. Is this the position you like the most? My clit was poking out, but I had nobody there to play with it, to caress it, to give it kisses…it would’ve helped so much. I pushed so hard in this position, I screamed a few times as I felt the baby move down into a crowning position, panting (or trying to) to prevent myself from crowning too fast. I couldn’t stop pushing even when my midwife was yelling at me to pant…it was too much. Do you like that? The loss of control, my frantic need to just bear down, even at 18 the primal maternal need so obvious to my body? I cried through a lot of this position, to be honest, and when I couldn’t stop pushing my midwife moved me to my back.

The final position had me like this, with my legs held wide apart. The classic position. Knees to chest, framing my tummy, I pushed and pushed until I reached a full crown. Another scream, more begging for it to be over. Lots of panting at her request, trying to let myself stretch. She put oil on my skin down there, I remember it felt so soothing between that and the cool washcloth. That could’ve been you instead, between my legs, supporting me, oiling my crowning vagina, telling me how good I was doing. How brave I was. How hard you were watching it.

Is anyone else's favorite part of watching a birth seeing the mom's clit poking out? I love when it's so plainly visible as she pushes, especially if baby isn't even crowning yet and she's just laying there with her legs open and the camera on her for no reason other than to show everyone how pretty her pussy looks as she labors.

One of my most vivid image memories of my own birth experience is how good my clit looked as I squatted while pushing. All hard and poking out of it's hood, just wishing it could've had even a little bit of attention paid to it...daddy's tongue, a finger rubbing it, just something. Looking back it's kind of embarassing to know how exposed my pussy was and how the midwife and her team was just staring at my sensitive little button, and it turns me on to think about it. Sometimes in my fantasies I imagine one of them reaching between my legs to help me feel just a little bit of pleasure.