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I'm new to online rp.

I’m looking for some rp partners who like pregnancy rp. Preferably you would be carrier. I do have some scenarios but we can come up with one if you want to.

Must

Be over 18 🔞 but prefer people over 21

Rp must involve story ( 75/25 story/kink )

Likes

Pregnancy, breeding, lactation, burping, weight gain from pregnancy or cravings, belly stuffing, heavy pregnancies from multiples or being overdue.

Limits

Water sports, scat, knife play, gore, incest, beastiality, underage, diapers, mpreg, and vore.

If you have any questions feel free to dm Me

I only rp on here

Werewolf women that hunt and gorge themselves on a full moon and wake up the next morning in their human form with a horribly full and bloated belly because their wolf form is able to eat much more than their human form. They spend the day following every full moon burping and groaning as they deal with their over filled stomach, perhaps having to explain it in their normal human lives.

Had an idea for a story where an ancient vampire lord spends his time turning women and then taking care of them because they have no control over their hunger as new vampires. He has a castle full of vampire wives with swollen, bloated bellies from over indulging on their thralls. They lounge around in their outgrown robes burping and moaning while the older wives care for them. Might write something more substantial later.

She looks pregnant as her belly gets so bloated that it sticks out of the bottom of her shirt while she gently rubs it and moans in pain. Everyone tells her she should have listened to them as she glares at them, still arguing that the shrimp was precooked. She closes her eyes and holds her belly. Her belly gurgles and she shifts uncomfortably as her belly swells rounder and gets rock hard from the pressure.

Eventually she starts to let out little burps as the pressure becomes too much. She blushes with embarrassment, but she can't help it. Every now and then a loud burp escapes and she hides her face, but it is helping her keep from exploding. Finally, she would fall asleep with her hands on her belly while her shirt rode up and left her looking very pregnant.

I didn't think I was, maybe a glance, but I was startled at being called out like that and of course denied it, to which she moved on and continued. Later, before dinner, I notice I had received a text from her. The text said, "How much should I eat for dinner?" I was on edge as I didn't know if or how she knew what I liked as I had not told anyone she knew and was nervous about being exposed, but this seemed like an opportunity. Trying to remain vague, I simply replied, "Impress me."

I saw her check her phone and then she made eye contact with me before saying out loud to everyone, "I'm starving guys, I might eat all the pasta myself and leave you all with nothing if you're not quick." As dinner was finished, she proceeded to serve herself a huge plate of pasta and devour it, then a second plate just as big, then a third. I was truly impressed, but she remained pretty quiet during and after dinner, not drawing any extra attention to the subject. I thought perhaps it was nothing and I was just reading into it too much. Shortly after dinner myself and my other friends that I had carpooled with said goodbye and left for home.

As I sat in the backseat of the car alone and disappointed that nothing came of this girl's teasing me with her belly, I got another text and checked my phone. It was from her. It read, "I'm so full I think I'm going to be sick or explode. Do I look pregnant enough for you to let me come over?" Along with the text was a picture, a standard bathroom selfie of her standing in profile with her shirt pulled up and tucked into her bra, her pants unbuttoned, and her hand cradling a massively bloated belly. She really did look genuinely pregnant. Of course I said she could come over.

When she won't give in, you have a brilliant idea and she is fooled when you suddenly change your mind to not only go along with the wedding date, but you even agree to be her maid of honor and help plan the wedding. This means you'll not only be helping her pick everything out and having an opinion on it all, but also planning her bachelorette party single-handedly and helping her with her diet and exercise plan leading up to the wedding.

With her tired, hungry, pregnant sister helping her over the next nine months, you plan to encourage her to skip workouts, indulge in cravings with you, stop for frequent snacks, anything you can think of to stuff her belly and fatten her up. By the time you're done with her, she'll be huge and bloated at the alter in a maternity dress while everyone wonders if this was a shotgun wedding and no one will be paying attention to how heavily pregnant you look squeezed into your maid of honor dress.

The only problem is that means you will also spend the next nine months along side her snacking and indulging and skipping workouts while also being pregnant. By the time the wedding date and you due date arrives, your plan has been successful, but also backfired dramatically. You and you sister are both huge and bloated as you burp and waddle down the aisle. You're both bursting seams in the new dresses you both had to buy because your original dresses couldn't be altered any further to accommodate your growing bellies. You both pigged out while getting ready all morning. Your sister stands at the alter stifling burps as she grows gassy from stuffing; her huge boobs overflow the top of her dress as they are propped up by her tight bloated belly that looks full term. You stand next to her, overdue and overstuffed like you're ready to pop out triplets. Your belly is fortunately balanced out by your fat butt that is straining against your dress from all the extra fat you've put on over the last few weeks. Your boobs are fat and heavy with milk as you keep pulling your dress up to keep them contained. By the end of the ceremony, you're both burping from the gas and bloated so big that everyone heard you dresses pop seams.