Roll4Belly

Stroking their hands so tenderly over your face, shaping it into whatever you really want, be it monster or human or gender or whatever... imagine them slipping their fingers into your mouth, moaning around them as your tongue becomes forked...

They could do anything. They could take your limbs away. They could fill your belly then rub your pussy into a cock, trapping it all inside... they could get rid of it all! or reshape you into something entirely new. They know what you want, you can't resist how good it feels for them to change you like it's nothingg, fuck...

Finley's Obsession

Guess who just got their BFA with Honours in Animation but all they can do is make bellies move?

Also, hi.

My first ever egg drive! Please be forgiving! 

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   (part vi) + a little epilogue

(and here’s a small written snippet if you are interested!)

Anything involving a soul or spirits phasing inside an unexpected person’s womb followed by rapid pregnancy is just, UNMMNNNFF OMG YESTESYES!!!

But hunting for any kind of supernatural/paranormal stories involving such is very daunting. /sobs

I’ve looked high and low and could only find very few (plus comics!).

this is an idea i had FOREVER ago and finally i’m drawing it

and the snowstorm simply won't let up, it goes on for days and days and days, and when it breaks off there's simply too much snow for the boy to travel on, and some days pass but there's not a lot of travelers to pack down the snow for more manageable traveling, and it doesn't warm up so the snow would melt, and then another storm blows in, longer and with even heavier snowfall than the previous one

and by the time the weathers change and the boy could continue again, he finds he's too heavily pregnant to continue traveling and have any hope of reaching his destination.. he has no choice but to stay in this little cottage, on his own, and hope the food he had with him will last long enough

and who knows, maybe it's not really abandoned. maybe the owner of the house returns eventually, to find this poor pregnant boy... and who knows what he'll do to the boy, trapped and at his mercy right there in his very own house... :)

Maybe he was travelling because he knew he was going to have complications later in his pregnancy and needed to get to a better city with specialized doctors to help him before he went into labor, but getting trapped in this tiny cabin in the woods means he wont be getting any help when the time comes. He could be carrying multiples, something inhuman, or maybe something demonic, anything that would be too dangerous to carry to term without medical assistance.

Now he's stuck, scared and alone in the woods where travellers rarely pass by, getting closer and closer to his due date. His belly continues to swell, now far past his knees and weighing him down like a boulder pulling on his small frame. There's no way for him to call for help, and he dreads the day his waters finally break, knowing how long and painful his labor will be, unsure if his body will be able to survive such a difficult birth.

That first moment of movement when you’re carrying something unknown. Something unnatural. The fear of feeling the life twisting inside of you, knowing that when you reach full term you’ll be bringing it into the world.

Thought I noticed your writing seems to keep jumping with big spaces and I noticed them increase when…

That happened…

*applies pressure to your belly*

Thought I noticed your writing seems to keep jumping with big spaces and I noticed them increase when…

That happened…

"Last day with this belly! <3"

"Last day with this belly!"

"Last day with this belly! (fr this time! 😭)"

"Last day with this belly."

"Should be the last day with this belly..."

"The final, REAL last day with his belly!"

"I promise for real this time."

"Final day being pregnant."

"Okay I'm calling it at a week and a half overdue!"

"...last day... hopefully..."