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No matter what position you try to sleep in, the baby gets in the way. Laying on your back seems like the natural option, but it weighs so heavy on you that you’re worried you might be trapped underneath it. It’s already so heavy that the walk to your bed was full of panting and grunting, holding your belly for support as you slowly waddled to your room. It may be a better option to just sleep while laying back.

And even if you are tired enough to sleep, the baby won’t let you. It’s far too active. Your belly bulges and stretches dramatically as the baby wriggles inside. You can hear the squelching and squishing even from outside, and what you think are growls. Maybe its movements would have been barely noticeable in something that was big enough to carry it, but your human body is way too small. You know better than to try to force it to stay still, or you’ll only make it thrash against you. All you can do is helplessly watch your painfully roiling belly, and maybe plead in vain for the baby to settle down. You squirm in place, desperately wanting to crawl away from the intense sensation, as if it’s hard to believe that this thing is inside you somehow

A pregnant belly should always be big enough to be seen from behind.

And I want to be so huge that its impossible to hide or to be mistaken. I want my belly to be as wide as my shoulders if not wider! I want people to go wide-eyed when they see me in public.

You agreed to test some fertility drugs and now you are growing a straight up litter. The nurses can't even count how many babies are making you womb grow and stretch and creak from the sheer strain because there are just so many some could be hidden behind their siblings.

Since you are carrying soooooooooooo many babies and your womb won't stop filling with gallons of amniotic fluid the personnel comes to the conclusion that you should stay to be monitored and cared for.

They feed you, they pamper you, your every whine and groan is answered by dozens upon dozens of hands holding and stroking that gigantic belly of yours, now covered in stretch marks, until the babies inside kick and shift so much the amniotic fluid sloshes inside you.

Some just straight up ditch professionalism and lay down with you in bed, praising how good of a mother you are going to be and how obscene and utterly gorgeous you have gotten. They caress and stroke and rub until you fall in sound sleep, hearing them whisper and mutter about how they hope you get so overdue and that you never stop making babies

Oh you're so goated for this....thank you❤️🥺

I LOVE that...being admitted to the hospital by month 4-5 cuz I'm just THAT big already. I barely managed to stagger down to the maternity ward, eyes staring at me in AWE as I lumber along with a colossal pregnant belly underneath my tenting dress, looking so obscenely huge & distended & disproportionate!

And from that day onward I'm fully taken care of by a whole company of nurses & doctors as I balloon totally out of proportions. They keep me well fed on a huge calorie-dense diet, they help me waddle around my room on my swollen little feet to stay even remotely mobile....they even help washing my enormous spherical pregnant belly in the shower cuz I can barely even reach halfway down my belly, let alone anywhere near the underside & beyond....

I also get nearly daily check-up...I'm talking long ultrasounds, covering my humongous, towering belly in cold, slimy gel & getting a look at the multitude of big fat babies growing huge inside me...They get me to my feet & get me on a scale to measure my IMMENSE weight thats growing completely out of proportions for a girl my height...They measure my belly's circumference & its getting closer & closer to surpassing my height & eventually it shoots right past...

At some point the hospital gowns they dress me in won't be able to cover me properly, revealing much of my humongous, gravid, naked body...

I'd LOVE to take part in a medical experiment to test out a lab-grown, biologically enhanced womb grown from my genetic tissue & made to be grafted/fused seamlessly with the anatomy of a transgender woman.

I would LOVE to have a genetically enhanced super womb implanted into my body, made to be able to withstand & high-order multiples with ease & to a completely health full-term! I'm talking carrying octuplets full-term!! I'd love to be part of a pro-natalist population revitalisation programme, having multiples surrogacies back to back to back! Absolutely just PUMPING out babies for the state & the nation... *chinese communist party noises intensify* 🫡🇨🇳😂

Having my entire life catered to & provided by the state so I can live in absolute comfort & focus entirely on growing utterly enormous while pregnant, bigger than any pregnancy ever...and just more and more, on and on....