I think that uhm carriers having squirmy creatures in their womb that constantly writhe and move making their belly bulge and contort. And that uhhh them groaning in pain being unable to hide their moans as their belly is nearly twice the size as the creature moves. And maybe something like hmmm them finally getting the creature to settle down, sighing in relief, only to make a sudden move seconds later that makes the creature even more riled up inside of them.
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Feeling the aliens giant baseball sized hyper sperm wiggling in my massive womb, thrashing and trying to find an egg to fertilize. Feeling them squirm in my tubes and forcefully push themselves into every egg nearby. Feeling the new alien babies swell up rapidly in my womb and pin me to the ground. Feeling them all squirm and kick before forcing my pussy open and forcing themselves out of me
alien preg that works by laying a single big egg in you which then grows steadily for some time, but then it hatches into many different alien babies inside of you and each alien baby continues to grow for a while after that, except at a MUCH faster rate
Sometimes I think of a "best of both worlds" scenario where some alien lays a bunch of eggs into me with an ovipositor, fills me up with some amniotic jelly to cushion the eggs then seals my cervix because the eggs need to gestate longer than a human pregnancy would take so they'd need to make sure I don't go into labour early. Eventually though the aliens would hatch one by one and keep growing bigger and bigger until I'd look like the skin on my belly might give any second. 😳💕 The aliens would probably have some weird anatomy going on as well, definitely harder to birth than a human baby. They'd probably have huge heads, unnaturally long torsos and many limbs. I'd be in labour for days on end but luckily the amniotic jelly steadily seeping from my boycunt would keep me pleasantly numbed and maybe a little aroused . 👽💚
I’ve been thinking about exploring an abandoned alien facility and finding a creature floating in one of those cylinders filled with green liquid. It’s small, barely bigger than a guinea pig, just a mass of writhing tentacles. I can’t leave the poor thing there, but it can’t survive outside of a host, and I can’t move the vat it’s suspended in. So, naturally, I give it myself. I take off my jumpsuit, drain the vat and lay it over, and then crouch over the creature. It’s tentacles reach upward, feeling, prodding, searching, until they find my exposed cunt. They dive in deep, suckers attaching to my vaginal walls so that it can pull itself in. It’s squishy and has no problem opening my cervix and making its way into my womb, where it settles, warm and happy.
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I wanted to request something similar to some preggo audios you've done in the past, but a twist on it. Could you Do a feminizing transition mtf pregnancy where a dominant alien girl turned the listener into their preggo gf? so a guy now has been converted into a proper mate for her new alien broodmare life, the alien gf loves all of the changes that have happened all the growth, and how her new mate has been biologically rewritten (by her fugging them) to host her eggs for an extended period...and if you're okay with it the alien gf catches humans to feed to their gf to make sure she gets enough protein.
If this is too much then feel free to ignore.
Sorry for the extended wait for this but I hope it was worth the delay!
You wake up. You see your girlfriend. Your extraterrestrial girlfriend, who looks down on you with a level adoration you've never seen from her. You feel different, feel fuller, larger, softer, and she's all over you. She's excited about something, and you feel like you've been asleep for a long time... and as you come to and start to process what's happening, you finally register what she called you right when you woke up...
the bugpreg mark. you know exactly who the fuck this is. i do not know what else to add. be free. do what you desire
Ah, yes. You. The very you I know. I know of you. I know of this idea. I know what you want, I know how you want it. And yes...I will...give you...the bugpreg Mark.
This story contains male pregnancy and alien pregnancy.
"Amber? You okay...?"
Amber blinked, and looked between both Mark and Eve before her. "Wait, so just...if I may recap real quick," she started, leaning one hand against a wall, "you battled some weird wasp alien creature, and it got you with its stinger before dying..."
"Yes."
"And it got you...pregnant?"
Mark glanced away, blushing bashfully. "More or less," Eve confirmed. "We got some people to run some scans of him at the GDA. They think its an egg of some kind. Fortunately, I had some favors to turn in, so Cecil still doesn't know yet. We're the only people here who really know of this, besides Debbie."
"That's...that's crazy," Amber mumbled, grasping the side of her head. "How is this...working? And how's it gonna—"
"When it happens, it'll happen!" Mark quickly spoke up, clearly uncomfortable. "It's been about two weeks, and I just wanted to tell someone else to get this off my chest a bit. You're one of the few people I still trust closely. Was probably gonna tell William soon, too."
"I appreciate the trust. Believe me, I won't tell a soul. This is definitely weird side of super heroics stuff..." She sized up Mark, noticing the large hoodie he wore. "...are you showing by now?"
"Amber!" Mark exclaimed in distress.
"Oh, he totally is," Eve nodded with a chuckle.
"Eve...," he huffed in exasperation.
"Can I see it?" Amber inquired, with some renewed interest.
"Come on..." He turned to Eve as if for some way out.
All she did was smile at him. "It's fine. From what I know, pregnant people love getting their bellies rubbed."
He rolled his eyes. "Ugh...fine...," he sighed. Reaching down, he grasped the hem of his hoodie, and after a moment's hesitation, he lifted it up, revealing just how much the hoodie was truly hiding. Amber's eyes widened in shock; had she not just been told he got impregnated weeks ago, she could have reasoned he was nearly due.
"Oh my god," she gasped, stepping forward and reaching a hand out. "You're HUGE!!"
"Gee, thanks, Amber..."
Her face flushed, just realizing what she said. "Oh, no, I-I meant, like..."
"No, it's fine, really. I am...massive..."
"The pregnancy is likely accelerated due to the alien being bug-like," Eve clarified, pointing at her partner's belly. "Mark is probably gonna pop sometime the end of this month, maybe start of next month. Either way, baby is due soon."
"Can you not say it like that? I feel like I actually will pop here."
"Oh, please. You think this is a lot?" Amber chuckled with a raised eyebrow, patting the side of his bump. "You should see the pictures my mom has when she was pregnant with me. I was a pretty large baby, all considered." She looked down and started rubbing his stomach. "Jeez, your skin is ridiculously soft..."
"Well, uh, Eve does a lot of oil rubs..."
"Nah, I just supply the oils," Eve clarified with a wink, reaching over to feel his bump as well. "He's the one who takes care of it. All Marky-Mark work here."
"Aww, that's cute!"
"Oh, brother...," Mark sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Ah, come on, Mark. You got two girls rubbing your pregnant belly. What could be better?"
Mark glanced Eve's way, and then over at a smiling Amber, before grumbling and glancing away, a clear blush still on his face as both girls shared a laugh.
a/n: this is most self indulgent and last part. definitely borrowed some of these ideas from other stuff i’ve read over the years
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After your last three pregnancies were quadruplets, you were getting tired of the same thing happening. Your body’s growth still was incredible to you, but going home to your little bedroom all alone wasnt feeling like enough anymore.
As you talked with the other pregnant patients in the facility, you started hearing rumors about the men upstairs. At first you assumed they were talking about the owners of the facility, but you soon learned in one of the other wings of the center, there was an upstairs area dedicated to different breeding facilities.
Breeding facilities with men of another species.
The pregnancies were more extreme than anything here, and you were curious. You were greedy, selfish, wanting to know what was happening as well as get in on it.
At your last check up before labor with your current set of twins (a change of pace to make sure your body was still doing well), you asked your doctor about it.
“Oh, yes, there is a separate breeding facility for a different project. We are helping produce population for an alien species.” Dr. Ambrosia says, looking over your paperwork, “Honestly, hun, with your history, you would be a perfect candidate.”
After expressing your interest, she goes on, “Instead of being inseminated artificially, you will have sex with one of our volunteers. You get put up in an apartment home for the next few weeks and stay with him. Since the pregnancy is different from humans, there are some changes.”
Your doctor tells you about how these pregnancies last a little longer even while accelerated, and that the side effects are different. That’s why you stay with the father.
You sign some paper work and not even three days after you give birth, you are whisked away to the second floor.
Your new home is lovely, a studio with a small kitchen with a stocked pantry, a living and dining room, and a bed in the far corner.
You are only standing in the room for three minutes before a man enters. He is tall, broad, and his skin gives off a purple hue. He smiles at you before walking toward you.
His handsome features captivate you, making it easy when you realize he’s the one you’ll be having sex with. It’s not long before you are on all fours on the bed, completely naked as he plows into you.
His dick is quite large and when he comes, he releases more than you anticipated, leaving you bloated with cum.
You fall asleep soon after than, but wake to your hunger. Not only for food but also for him.
You break open the snack pantry, devouring three sleeves of cookies and crackers in less than five minutes. When you finally pause, you look down to see your stomach has swelled to look six months large already. Your belly isn’t as firm as it normally is, it’s a little softer, and you rub your hands over it excitedly.
“Do you feel it?” a voice calls behind you.
You turn around to see the man.
“Do you feel hungry for food and hungry for more seed?”
You find yourself nodding at him. He smiles and as he fucks you across the dining table he whispers in your ear the fact that he got you more pregnant.
Was it possible that this species could impregnate the same person more than once at a time? You came to the idea that you would be absolutely massive in just a few days.
And massive you were. Not even six more rounds of sex and you were barely able to walk. You were sprawled out on the couch presently, as your man fed you dinner.
When he wasn’t feeding you, he was fucking you. It was a lovely time. He took great care of you.
The best part was the companionship, the belly rubs, the food, the help getting up out of a chair.
With all the fucking you were doing, you had to keep eating. Every time he fucked you, a new baby was added. Along with the growth spurts from the already present babies, you were getting large quite fast.
Your belly was past your knees in just a few days. You couldn’t see your feet. Your arms had to rest on your belly with how wide you were. All you wore was a skimpy tank top that barely covered the swell of your breasts.
Your man constantly rubbed your belly. You found that when he mumbled something near your navel, your belly started to swell even more. You wondered when you would ever stop growing. You didn’t mind though.
A doctor came to visit on the fourth day, after countless fucks and more food than you had ever eaten in your past pregnancies combined. You were seated up right in the bed, where you hadn’t been able to move from since this morning.
Your doctor said you looked good though, and that once the very first baby implanted was ready for labor the rest would follow shortly after. She said it could still be a few days or even a week.
You moaned as you ran your hands over the swell of your belly. It was gargantuan. You couldn’t see the TV anymore. You could only see belly.
You moved your hands to your breasts which were more sensitive than ever. You were hornier than you had ever been.
As if senses your needs, you felt a pair of hands descend on your belly, rubbing in big circles. The man you had once described as a giant was now looking small in comparison to you.
“Are you hungry for more?” he asks.
“I just ate 10 minutes ago?” you ask back confused.
“no,” he says, “hungry for more of this.”
he mumbles against your skin and you feel a flutter of kicks, hearing a gurgle of motion as your belly expands even more.
You moan at the sensation, horny as ever by your expanding body, and he slides his cock into you.
When the expansion finally stops, he comes, dumbing another round of cum, another child into your already colossal dome of a belly.
“I can’t move,” you mumble later as he feeds you more food to feed your young.
“You don’t need to move, only grow.”
This is an insanely crazy mess you’ve gotten yourself into, but you can’t seem to mind.
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It’s officially been a week, with no sign of stopping. The bed you are resting on must be made of extreme materials, because you now fill most of it, and your partner has to sleep on the couch.
Despite your massive size, he still fucks you, still mumbles his expansive words on you, still feeds you like there is no tomorrow.
With all the kicking and constant motion within your belly, you want them out. You miss going for walks outside. You miss when your tits werent taking up most of your vision.
You miss not being horny constantly. It was fine with the other pregnancies but with how large you’ve become you feel nothing but the need of release.
Your man is preparing food in the small kitchen, and you can barely see him around the large dome of your belly. You are seated half propped up in bed, which is the only comfortable way you’ve been able to lay these past few days.
You’re debating asking him to fuck you after he feeds you. Part of you wants it extremely badly. The other part of you isn’t sure how much bigger you can handle being. If you’re this horny at this size how much worse will it get before you finally go into labor?
As you see him finish up in the kitchen, you stroke the sides of your massively inflated midsection. You haven’t seen your belly button in days, let alone be able to touch it.
When you see him start to walk towards you, you feel it. Not labor, no, but another growth spurt. Oh god.
You aren’t sure how it’s possible for you to get any bigger, but you do, as you frantically rub your hands in circles around your belly. Whenever there’s a growth spurt, the babies inside of you get riled up, causing something along the lines between pain and pleasure.
Your man sees this, and sets down the plate next to you and plants his hands on your belly too. His eyes are filled with hunger but you aren’t even sure he will be able to reach your core to do anything about it. He’s filled you up so much. To the absolute max.
You’re immobile, completely owned by this man at this point. at his will.