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They are officially a mother 😩

Do you like it? Seeing me like this?

My roommate, on the other hand.... He's not so lucky as to be able to hide it. We never discuss it, but as I start to grow and fill out, it's obvious it's affecting him. If it wasn't clear enough from his stuttered "no, thank you" when I ask if he wants to feel a kick or the way he gets cagey when I talk about symptoms, it IS obvious from all the boners I see him shifting to hide around me.

Honestly, I need a good fuck too - I should just come out and say it. But it's so fun to find excuses to press my belly up against him, to dress intentionally slutty when we're chilling around the apartment, to moan and groan whenever the baby kicks about how big and tight I'm getting. One time he even dismissed himself from a movie we were watching, and I heard him jacking off in his bedroom.

Like, she always used to dress pretty conservatively, but now she's always in booty shorts and crop tops. Maybe she just doesn't want to buy a whole maternity wardrobe, but I accidentally opened up an Amazon package for her and it was a multipack of little cropped T-shirts, and she's been wearing them nonstop since.

And she was in this maternity yoga class that she loved during her second trimester, but now she's in her third, she always does yoga in the living room. Maybe she just doesn't want to drag herself to the studio?

The physical contact is what's most suspicious, though. She keeps "brushing past" me so that her belly scrapes against me, but there's always so much room for her to pass. Or when she chooses to sit on the spot on the couch directly next to me and slowly "sinks" into the middle of the couch until we're touching.

If I had given into my impulses I would be close to full term, my large babies setting into my pelvis. A drunken night with a stranger I would never see again would lead me to now receiving kicks against the wall of my womb. My tits would be heavy with milk for the upcoming birth. My belly would be so round, and while my fat would make it soft to the touch, it would definitely be firmer than before with how stretched out it would be with my unintentional souvenirs.

someone in your life knocking you up via magic, without your knowledge, n watchin you try to hide your pregnancy.

Suddenly I'm cumming and they're cumming, their sperm coating every nook and cranny of my womb, soaking it in their seed, so something can take root there and begin to grow...

Your heavy, full globe of a stomach practically touches the floor as you sway on your hands and knees. I brace my hands on your hips, stilling you for a moment so I can check your progress.

“Is the head out?” you repeat when I remain silent.

I want to tell you yes, the head is there, it’s almost over. But the truth is you’ve barely begun. There’s a small slit revealing just a hint of dark hair and you’re already wailing.

“Burning, it’s burning!” you cry as the teardrop widens into a small ‘o’ with the force of another contraction. “Please, I need it out!”