In need of a good breeding

he runs into an old classmate from school who is SHOCKED to see just how pregnant their former classmate is and they make small talk as he pants through the catch up talk because the baby stuffed in his womb is pushing on his lungs. they make their separate ways

less than a year later, old classmate runs into the guy again but he looks nearly the same, if not even MORE pregnant than the last time they saw him. they thought that they had the baby?? but the transmasc awkwardly laugh and rub their huge belly and explain that no they did have the baby. he’s just pregnant with twins this time and the classmate is amazed that they had two pregnancies nearly back to back

My dysphoria usually isn’t directed toward my chest or hips, I’m quite a fluid person actually, so I’m almost certain my pregnancy will be incredibly fulfilling~ I’m keeping my uterus intact and hopefully functioning, I want to have a baby more than anything…

Every full moon you grow four little teats on your stomach, that slowly swell out into a big pink juicy udder. The only way to stop it is to get all the milk out.

Sounds easy, right? Except the longer you go without milking that udder, the more the rest of you changes, and the first thing that happens every time, so fast you usually barely even notice your udder before it starts, is your hands hardening and fusing together into a pair of hooves.

You can go look for someone to ask for help, but by the time you find them your request sounds less like "Can you milk my udder?" and more like "Can MOOO MOOOOOlk MOOO MOOOOOOr".

Your legs have probably changed too by then, bones growing and shrinking and moving around until you can't stand upright anymore, and your toes have turned into another pair of hooves. Your tail will be flicking back and forth in annoyance, covered in the same fur as the big long ears that sit next to your cute little horns.

You'll change back in the morning, you always do, but recently you've noticed that you don't always change back all the way. Your ears are slightly longer and hairier, there's a small twitching lump above your butt, and you tend to draw out your "O"s for just long enough to put people off. After the last full moon your nails turned black, and it takes just a little bit more effort to move your fingers than it used to.

Stretch Marks

We can do it. We can make a baby. I want you to become pregnant from me. Stay close with me as it happens. We're doing this. This is real. It's happening.

You're vulnerable and it's okay. I am too. Are you ready for this? Just nod if you are. You don't have to say anything. We're doing this together.

Share your fear and your pleasure with me. Show me your arousal as we make a baby. Wrap your legs around me. Hold me in. I'm not going anywhere, don't worry. I'm here inside you.

I'll stay inside you. I'll hold it in. This will work. We can stay like this for as long as you like.

I knew he was waiting for me to beg for it. Beg him for his cock in my pussy, beg him to suck the milk from my heavy tits, beg him to cum deep in me. But I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction.

“Don’t be shy, come here, let me see how much you’ve grown for me.