#hpreg

Anna sighed heavily, each footstep painful as she made her way down the stairs. Her back ached, her baby filled belly constantly moving and weighing her down. Her large maternity dress barely covered her belly, the bottom of it only inches off the ground. At only twenty three years old she was already on her fifth pregnancy and this litter was her biggest yet.

She walked into the kitchen and began the task of preparing breakfast for her many children and her husband. She herself was starving, but she ate last. Her family took priority. Bacon, eggs, toast, pancakes, and bottles of milk for her many smaller babies.

As the sound of sizzling bacon wafted through the house her older children began to stir, making their way into the kitchen. Her oldest, a set of quints, helped get the younger children in their seats, setting the table for their gravid mother.

Anna looked at her children, not quite believing she already had so many. When she was eighteen her and her boyfriend, Dave, had sex for the first time, resulting in the quints. They were shocked to find out they were having so many but the doctor couldn’t explain it. Anna was just very fertile. Ever since then Dave kept her pregnant, not wanting her womb to be empty for even a second. Another set of quints and octuplets shortly followed and her last litter, a set of ten, was still sleeping soundly upstairs in their cribs.

Anna rubbed her belly. She was nearing her due date with the baker’s dozen now residing inside of her and she was eager to finally get them out. Anna was tired of having babies. She didn’t want to be pregnant anymore. Instead she wanted to spend time with the many children she already had; another part of her also wanted to just be a kid herself, enjoying the perks of being nearly twenty one.

“Morning,” Anna’s husband, Dave, said as he entered the kitchen. He lovingly stroked her belly, feeling the large babies beneath the skin. “How are my babies doing today?”

“They’re restless, that's for sure,” Anna replied.

“Well they only have a few more weeks in there.” Dave kissed her belly button, making her moan lowly as he rubbed her sensitive skin, pushing up her large maternity shirt to show off her gravid curves.

Anna tried to push him away but her belly was too big. She couldn’t reach him past her stretched womb. She instead handed Dave a plate and watched him sit down. She served the rest of her children before making herself a large plate, her cravings always getting the best of her.

Dave quickly ate. “I’ve got to get to the office. But you all be good for mommy today!” He kissed the heads of his children and left, leaving Anna to get the kids ready for the day all by herself.

It was a tough task taking care of her twenty eight children all by herself. Dave believed in traditional husband and wife roles: he would work and get to come home and relax while she took care of the house. All while giving him even more babies. She got the two sets of quints dressed for pre-school and loaded them into the large minivan, her mom stopping by to help drive them to school. Anna had lost the ability to drive months ago when her belly wouldn’t fit behind the wheel anymore.

“Good morning,” Anna’s mom, Crystal, said. “How are my grandbabies today?”

“Good!” the kids shouted.

Crystal patted her daughter’s belly and smiled. “How blessed your family is. So many babies and more to come.”

Anna forced a smile. “Yeah, I can't quite believe it sometimes. Can you pick them up at around 3 for me?”

“Of course! Anything for you. And I’ll be by after I drop them off to help with the little little ones.”

Crystal drove off with the ten kids leaving Anna alone to take care of the other 18. She grunted as she walked back up the stairs, needing to feed the babies. She had to go up the stairs sideways, her stomach squished between her and the railing. She sat heavily in the rocking chair and heaved her large breasts out of her shirt before beginning the long task of feeding ten fat and hungry babies.

Anna couldn’t help but resent her husband's lack of help. She was tired all the time, especially with thirteen more babies on the way. And she wanted a break from all of it. She knew getting pregnant again would only make her bigger and she dreaded the fact that one of these pregnancies would make her immobile. She rubbed her belly as the babies finished eating, concerned about how to even broach this topic with her baby crazy husband.

The end of the day finally came, her children were in bed, and Anna was able to take her gravid body to her own bedroom where she laid down heavily, the frame creaking under her weight. Dave rubbed her near full term belly. He couldn’t get enough of her pregnant form, demanding sex almost nightly. Anna would oblige, letting her husband pound away at her while she laid there, wondering how she could convince him to stop having babies.

After Dave busted in her he laid back next to her, panting heavily.

“How much longer until I can put another batch in you,” he said.

“I wanted to talk about that, actually,” Anna said. She pushed herself into a seated position, rubbing her belly to calm her babies. “I don’t want to get pregnant again.”

Dave frowned. “At all?”

Anna nodded. “I’m tired all the time. There's so many babies to take care of already and it's hard to do with this sticking out of me. I need a break.”

“You’re my wife. You’re supposed to give me a family.”

“I have given you a family. I’m telling you now, I’m starting birth control the minute these babies are born. Or you're getting a vasectomy. Got it?”

“I don’t understand why you’re doing this?”

“Because, Dave, this isn’t exactly what I thought my life would be.”

Dave nodded. “Alright. If it’s what you want. I will respect it.”

“Thank you. Goodnight.”

Anna turned on her side to try and get some sleep, surprised at how well that conversation went.

Dave, however, was not about to let his wife be without child. He laid awake, coming up with ways to convince Anna to get pregnant again. He even googled fertility drugs, wondering if there was a way he could replace the birth control with them instead.

The next morning Dave hopped out of bed and left the house quickly, leaving Anna alone with the sleeping children. He needed a plan. He went to his place of work, a science lab dedicated to advancing humans faster than ever before. While Dave may have been young, he was incredibly smart and worked through the ranks quickly, learning all that he could.

Dave went to his lab and looked around. He was the first one there, just as he hoped. He opened his locked drawer and pulled out a notebook labeled “Fertility”. He had been studying his wife’s extreme fertility for awhile now, all in secret. He had wanted to create a way for even the most barren of women to be able to conceive but now he wanted something that would make even those who hated kids want to do nothing but breed. He studied his previous concoctions and set to work creating a small bottle of what looked like perfume.

“This better work,” he muttered to himself. He grabbed the small bottle and pocketed it before locking away his secrets once again.

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A month later and Anna found her stomach flat once again as the 13 new babies laid crying around her. She had given birth on time, per usual, and all her babies were large and healthy. Dave smiled as he picked up the two week old babies, looking at his wife who seemed less than eager about the task ahead of her.

“How many miracles we have made,” Dave said.

“I know. But I’m not sure how I will be able to take care of them all myself.”

“You’re a wonderful mother. You will find a way.”

Dave kissed her but he could sense Anna’s resentment. He set the babies down and decided this was the right time.

“I have a gift for you,” Dave said. “Come with me.”

Anna followed her husband to their bedroom. A gift from him was rare and Anna was confused as to what the occasion was.

“Did I forget an anniversary?” Anna asked.

“No! I just wanted to show my wife how much I appreciate her.”

Dave handed her a neatly wrapped box. Anna took it and unwrapped it, revealing the small glass bottle.

“It’s perfume,” Dave said. “The lady said it smelled like lemons and honey which I know is your favorite.”

Anna smiled. “Thank you! This is actually very thoughtful.”

“Why don’t you try it out?”

Anna obliged, taking the perfume and spritzing it on her wrists and neck. It smelled amazing, making her close her eyes and breathe it in deeply.

“Wow,” Anna whispered. “That’s amazing.”

When she opened her eyes she looked her husband up and down and licked her lips. She was suddenly feeling very...horny. Anna rubbed her flat stomach, feeling how empty it was and how full she needed it to be.

What is wrong with me? She thought to herself. Get a hold of yourself!

But the drug was more powerful than Anna’s own mind. Dave walked closer to her, pressing her body against his as he grabbed her plump rear, making her squeak.

“You want more babies?” Dave asked. “I know how empty you must feel.”

"No," Anna whimpered. "We said...no more..." But she felt her thighs rubbing together and her pussy growing wet at the thought of growing even bigger.

Dave grabbed her and picked her up, taking her to the bed and laying her on her back. She moaned in protest, but she couldn't fight the intense hormones now raging through her.

Dave wasted no time ripping off her yoga pants and thrusting himself into her, his cock filling her tight pussy. He gripped her leaking breasts and pumped faster, eager to fill her before the perfume wore off.

Anna couldn't help but moan and groan as he hit all her sensitive areas. She could hear the voice of reason in the back of her mind screaming at her to stop, knowing she would only get more pregnant, but she laid helpless on the bed, cumming over and over as Dave gripped her thighs.

"I'm gonna fill you until you burst!" Dave groaned as he felt his cock growing hotter.

Before Anna could get him out of her, he shot ropes of hot cum into her waiting vagina. He held himself against her, not wanting any of the precious seed to leak out.

Anna came again, rubbing her flat stomach, her senses returning to her as Dave leaned on top of her, sucking on her ripe tits.

"What did you do?!" Anna screamed.

"Gave you what you wanted," Dave replied. He pulled out of her and left her laying on the bed, cum still leaking from her.

Anna rubbed her stomach and started to cry, knowing what the next ten months would bring.

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Four months in and Anna was already huge. She rubbed her quintuplet sized belly, groaning as she tried to heave herself out of bed to tend to her crying newborns. Dave slept soundly beside her, not even attempting to help care for his kids.

Anna finally got herself standing, her hands pushing into her lower back. She waddled heavily to the nursery, her tits already leaking through her maternity nightgown.

"Shh shh," she cooed as she began to nurse the 13 new babies. Her previous ten began to stir as well, wanting their mother’s precious milk.

"Oh, there's too many," Anna said as she tried to soothe the babies she couldn't feed right away.

It took hours but finally all the babies were fed and asleep and Anna could take her tired body back to bed. She laid back down on her side, her belly hanging off the side of the mattress. Dave rolled over and rubbed her tummy, feeling the stretched skin. He kissed her neck, making her groan.

"You're so big already," he moaned. "I want you bigger."

“I can't get bigger. I'll burst!"

"You'll grow beautifully my gravid wife."

Dave pulled down her underwear and pushed his aching member into her pussy. She groaned as he pumped in and out of her, making the bed creak under her gravid weight. He grabbed the bottle of perfume and spritzed it on her neck, seeing her eyelids close gently as the extra hormones took over her.

Anna wanted to protest but she couldn't help but moan lustfully as Dave hit all her sensitive spots. This pregnancy was already so heavy and it made her hornier than ever before. She could feel all the weight of her tummy pushing on her hips and vagina as Dave rolled her onto her back, pressing his muscular torso against the underside of her belly. He gripped the sides of her belly as he thrust in and out of her, making her cry out.

“Oooohhh,” Anna moaned. “Oh fill me up! I’m already so full but I need more!”

“And I’ll give you more!” Dave grunted. He sucked on her belly button, his tongue pressing the flat flesh back into her stretched skin.

“Dave! I’m gonna cum!” Anna shrieked.

“Get ready for my babies!”

Dave thrust once more before busting inside of her. Anna groaned as she felt her own orgasm go through her, making her legs go limp. He pressed against her, shoving his cum into her, urging her to grow bigger and bigger.

“Oh,” Anna groaned as Dave pulled out of her and got her back on her side. “Oh it’s so big already.”

we have a fun, rowdy evening, and i fill you up multiple times. we didn’t use protection, but based on the time of month, it’s probably fine.

(spoilers: it’s not)

later that night, after we drift off to sleep, i have a bleary moment of semi-consciousness. i’m spooning you, hand on your tummy, and i can feel just the slightest unexpected resistance. at first i figure it’s just you breathing, but… i could swear there’s just an almost nonexistent stretch, so subtly rounding you out. i grin and pull you closer before drifting off again.

the next morning, you definitely look bloated, but not unnaturally so. you check it out in the mirror (i check you out in the mirror), we get breakfast, and you leave to go about your day.

you keep looking down at your bulging tummy throughout the morning, expecting it to go down, rather than do the opposite. by lunchtime, you start feeling fluttery movements, and you know something’s wrong.

it’s slow enough that no one can SEE you growing, but you very clearly look pregnant when you obviously weren’t the last time your classmates saw you. i’d guess you’re expanding at a rate of a month of gestation every three hours or so, and you’re definitely carrying more than one.

it certainly doesn’t help that your outfit is about as far from obscuring your figure as your wardrobe can get. when you sit down, you can hear seams stretching ominously.

- 🦑

I’ve been keeping track of my cycle for long enough now that i don’t think twice about letting you fill me up, even begging for it, pleading dumbly for you to breed me while im completely drunk on pleasure.

we both like when you keep your hand on my belly after sex, so of course you notice when i start swelling. im already asleep by then, and you don’t mention it in the morning - you just look at me in the mirror while i check the bloating, before we both move on with our days.

But what about an amazon warrior? A woman with wide hips and thighs like tree trunks, a woman whose armor weighs more than a baby ever could. She’s prepared to add a child to her warrior tribe, and picks out a huge and muscular man to breed her well.

forest creature with a thing for breeding! cute hikers beware

kinks include:

pregnancy (fluff, hyper, stacking, stuckage/immobility, occasionally rapid but not often)

monsterfuckery (it’s me, i’m the monster)

vore stuff is all gonna go to my sideblog @observore

AGEPLAY MIGHT COME UP. i’ll make sure to tag it. don’t like it, then block and move on.

Toasted Bread

Such an active brood makes for a tough pregnancy Comm via Discord~

promise?

if the size alone wasn't enough to draw eyes towards us, my constant whimpering, gasping, and moaning would be. if not, the visible kicks and squirms of our young would be. i'm practically more womb than person at this point, huffing and gasping my way through my days as you insist on torturing me the entire time (not that i'm really suffering in any way, if you don't count how turned on it makes me while we can't do anything about it).

by the time i get to sleep, especially with how you always help me deal with the neverending need im left with at the end of the day, i cant even register the stilling of our young as they sleep too. all i ever know, for months before i give birth, is what it feels like to be full of a restless brood.

The weeks quickly passed as Maria and John found their rhythm with being new parents. As much in the rhythm as one could be when dealing with eight crying babies. Nick helped where he could, cleaning and cooking meals so the new parents could focus on feedings and caring for their army of babies. Everytime a baby cried he was there handing bottles and diapers to his tired mother.

“You’re so sweet for helping us out with the babies,” Maria told her eldest one evening, smiling as she watched him bottle feed his baby brother.

“It’s the least I can do after all you’ve done for me, mom,” Nick replied with a smile.

Maria teared up at the sentiment. “I wish I could’ve given you these siblings sooner. I guess the number of them is making up for lost time!”

Nick chuckled. “Better late than never.”

Before dinner that night, John handed Nick another bottle of fertility meds, ensuring that each meal Maria ate would have a nice dusting of the medicine on it. His mother was so grateful for the help and so busy feeding babies she never noticed the extra portions on her plate, or the fertility meds buried within.

As Nick prepared that night's spaghetti and meatballs for his mother he tossed in the crushed pills, making sure to mix it in so she wouldn’t notice. Part of him felt bad for deceiving his mother for his own scientific (and sexual curiosity) benefit. Another part felt a thrill at the thought of her getting pregnant with even more than eight babies.

The new parent’s weren’t shy about picking up on their love life as soon as Maria was able to. John found himself incapable of keeping his hands off of his wife, always grabbing her flabby belly and rubbing it.

“I can’t wait to see you swell again,” he would murmur to her as they laid in bed post love making, his hands on her belly and breasts. Mary would simply giggle and roll her eyes.

“You’re crazy if you think I’m going to have eight babies again,” she would say with a smile.

But soon enough, Maria was feeling the familiar nausea of morning sickness, pushing it off as food poisoning despite John’s looks and the way he would rub her belly more and more. She tried to resist it as long as she could, but deep down she knew the truth.

“Baby I can’t be pregnant again,” Maria whined as John handed her a test. “I just had the Octuplets two months ago…”

“I know sweetie,” John said. “But we have been back to having sex. A lot. And I just want to make sure.”

Maria smiled nervously and took the test, her heart racing as they waited for the plus sign to appear. Sure enough, a bright pink positive test proved she was once again with child. John could have jumped for joy, excited to be having more babies with his wife.

“I can’t wait to see how many are in there this time,” John said as he gripped her belly, already feeling her womb firm under the chub from her last pregnancy. “I hope it’s more than eight.”

Maria smiled and kissed her husband deeply. “I’m happy to have more of your babies, even if it's a more manageable amount this time.”

Despite her husband's excitement Maria felt apprehension at the idea of growing even bigger than her last pregnancy. She rubbed her belly nervously. Maybe there’s only one this time she thought hopefully to herself.

The night before Nick was to head back to college for the fall semester, Maria sat him down and told him the good news.

“Pregnant? Mom, that's amazing!” Nick hugged her. “Man, I wish I didn’t have to leave you guys. I feel bad not being here to help out. Eight babies and another one on the way…”

“Nonsense,” Maria huffed. “You’re doing what you’re meant to do. Besides, you’ll be home for Christmas break soon enough. Let me and John take care of the boring house stuff. You need to focus on school.”

The next morning, Nick hugged his mom tight, feeling her engorged tits pressed against him as he squeezed her. He shook John’s hand, hugging him briefly as well. Each sibling got a kiss on the head as they slept in their bassinets.

“I’ll be sure to send over any research I need help on while you’re there,” John said. “And don’t be afraid to email me if you need help with school work or projects.”

“Thank you, I will for sure,” Nick replied.

Nick walked to the front door with his mom behind him. He turned back to see her, hugging her again.

“Promise to call if you need my help. I’ll text you guys when I get back to campus,” he said, grabbing his bags. “And promise to tell me when you get an ultrasound. I wanna know how many more siblings I’m getting.”

Maria chuckled, tearing up as she hugged her eldest. “I promise. No more secrets. Now, get going before it gets dark.”

Nick let go of her, grabbing his bags and heading back to campus.

Maria knew women got bigger with each pregnancy but she found it almost comical how fast her belly was growing this time. At 14 weeks she waddled with John back to the doctor’s office, his old friend shocked to see them again so soon, especially when Maria was already looking overdue with twins.

“My, my,” the doctor gasped. “I didn’t expect to see you two again for quite some time.”

Maria blushed. “Yeah it was…unexpected for sure but if I’m meant to have more babies then I’ll have more.”

The doctor smiled a little, instructing her to lean back and pull her shirt up, revealing the stretchmarked orb. The old scars from her last monumental pregnancy were being criss-crossed by new marks, the skin red and itchy from stretching so fast. Maria couldn’t help but groan as she felt the weight of her belly and breasts on top of her, making it harder to breathe. John held her hand, kissing her gently as the doctor pressed the wand into her belly.

The look on the doctor’s face was a mixture of shock and intrigue, Maria getting more nervous the longer he stayed silent. She looked up at her husband, feeling him squeeze her hand reassuringly.

“How do they look?” John asked, breaking the silence.

“I–well there are quite a lot of them…” the doctor muttered. “I think…16 to be exact. It explains the growth for certain.”

Maria felt faint. First octuplets, now 16 babies! “Oh, John,” Maria whimpered. “I never knew I was so fertile. That’s so many babies. I’m going to get huge”

John could hear the hint of lust in her voice. He smiled and kissed her again, secretly loving how she was becoming addicted to growing for him. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll be there to take care of you the whole way.”

Maria rubbed her belly. “16. Nick’s going to freak out.”

They called Nick once they got home and Maria was settled on the couch feeding babies, catching him between classes to tell him the good news. He nearly jumped for joy, his fertility meds had worked!

“Congrats you guys, that's amazing,” Nick said, trying to hide the excitement in his voice. “I have to get to class but send me pics of your growth, mom, I’m writing a paper on fertility.”

“Of course, sweetheart. Love you!” Maria hung up and sighed, rubbing her belly, a baby on each breast. “I still can't believe it, John. I’m more pregnant than anyone ever has been before.” She groaned as she looked down at her once lithe body. “I’m a full blown baby factory.”

“Maybe you’re just meant to have babies,” John smiled. He cuddled up with her on the couch, helping rotate the hungry octuplets. “My fertile, beautiful wife.”

Maria smiled and kissed him. “So long as they're your babies I don’t mind.”

John kissed her deeply, massaging her belly as she moaned under him, the babies suckling greedily from her engorged breasts. He moved to her front, kneeling on the floor and worshipping her belly.

“I can’t wait to see how big you get,” he moaned quietly. He kissed her belly all over, making her moan and squirm on the couch.

“Baby be careful, you know how sensitive my belly is when I’m growing so big,” Maria whined, leaning her head back as her husband massaged her tightening skin.

“Mmm I know. I like how easy it is for me to make you squirm.”

Maria finished feeding the babies and made John take her to the bedroom, her hormones getting the better of her every time.

“Enjoy being this mobile now,” John grunted as he thrust into her. “Pretty soon you'll be stuck in this bed growing bigger with my babies!”

Maria moaned and came quickly and repeatedly, feeling her body swelling with babies awoke something primal in her. “God yes I want to be huge for you! I’m so fertile I’m a baby factory!”

When John came Maria nearly passed out from the pleasure, her body like jello in her husband’s hands. He helped her lay on her side, spooning behind her and rubbing her belly until she fell asleep.

Maria grew faster than even she could anticipate. When Christmas Break rolled around she felt enormous, her belly nearly as large as when she gave birth to the octuplets, the pumps almost always on her swollen nipples when the octuplets weren’t feeding. John had to widen the doors in the house to accommodate her wide hips and belly, not that she was able to move around much without his help anymore.

When Nick came home he rushed in, finding his mom on the couch eating through sleeves of cookies and gallons of milk while feeding the octuplets, her belly stretched past her knees and resting on the coffee table. Maria almost didn’t see him come in, only looking up from her snack and the babies when she felt hands on her belly.

“Nicky! You’re home!” She exclaimed. “Come hug me, I can't really get up right now.”

Nick chuckled and hugged her as best he could, trying not to squish the babies feeding from her. “Wow, mom. I knew you would get big but–”

“I know. I’m a whale. All these babies are growing so big this time.” Maria groaned as Nick watched a kicking storm near her front. “Oof, honey can you get the lotion?”

Nick nodded and smiled, grabbing the lotion off the side table and sitting on the coffee table next to her belly, rubbing the cold cream into her warm and tight skin. He could feel all his siblings inside of her, moving and squirming as he pressed against them. Maria moaned as he pushed the babies back inside her, the two on her chest struggling to keep up with the overwhelming milk production.

“I can’t believe how big you are mom…the pictures really don’t do you justice,” Nick said, his hands roaming the swollen orb in awe.

“Between the babies, needing to milk, and all the food John keeps feeding me…” Maria chuckled. “Honey, will you take these two to the nursery?”

Nick nodded, wiping his hands on a towel and grabbing his sleeping baby siblings. After carefully putting them with the other six sleeping babies, he returned to the living room to find Maria leaking milk all down her belly.

“Here, let me help you,” he said with a smile, wiping the milk off her tight skin and putting the pumps back on her overtaxed teats.

“Mmm thank you, honey. I don’t know what I’d do without you here.”

“Where’s John?” Nick asked.

“He should be home soon. He only goes into the office twice a week now. I’m too big to be home alone for long…” Maria sighed as she rubbed her belly, her arms and hands looking tiny compared to the rest of her.

Nick almost felt bad, seeing his mom so overwhelmed with the size of her belly. At the same time, he had never been happier. Seeing her fulfill her duty as a mother and wife made Nick swell with a pride he never knew he had.

John came home an hour later carrying bags of food. “Dinner!” he shouted excitedly, setting the bags of food next to Maria. “Welcome home, son!” John hugged his stepson. “Isn’t your mother glowing?”

Maria blushed. “John stop! Nick doesn’t want to deal with my big belly.”

Nick shook his head. “No, he’s right. You’ve really never looked happier.”

“Aw you guys are gonna make me cry!” Maria blushed deeper, smiling wide and wiping her eyes. She giggled when her stomach growled and ruined the sweet moment. “Alright, babies demand dinner.”

John gladly set the bags next to her, helping put the chinese takeout boxes on her belly. “Eat up, honey. These 16 need all the food they can get.”

Nick resumed rubbing her belly as she ate, marveling at what those little pills he made had done.

As the end of his sophomore year came, so did the end of Maria’s third pregnancy. She was nearly bedbound, needing the help of John and an aid to waddle the short distance from bed to bathroom, her belly nearly dragging on the floor. John had created belly bands large enough for his wife but they could only handle so much of the weight she was carrying.

Sixteen babies. Nick could hardly believe she had made it to full term. He did everything he could to help her from bringing her babies and food to helping John bathe her. Clothes were out of the question now, leaving his mother exposed and naked. Not that she seemed to mind anymore, she was more concerned about her impending labor.

At two weeks overdue Maria finally felt her water break. John had successfully fucked her into labor again, the sixteen overdue babies eager to escape her cramped womb. It took nearly three days but mother and babies all ended up healthy and happy.

John once again came to his stepson mere hours after Maria gave birth, clapping him on the shoulder with a victorious, if not tired, smile.

“Are you ready for the third trial?” John asked, eagerness in his eyes.

“You want to get her pregnant again?” Nick asked, worried at the prospect of his mother growing even bigger with more babies. At the same time, he was fascinated and aroused at the thought of her doubling in size again.

“Oh, Nicholas. I plan on keeping your mother pregnant for as long as possible. She was made to have babies. Look at how well she handles the growth. Besides, I know we both love seeing her get bigger and bigger.”

John smiled and grabbed his shoulder again before heading back to his sleeping wife.

“How much bigger can she get?” Nick wondered aloud.

32 babies. 64. Maria doubled her pregnancy every time it seemed. Nick had graduated college and was accepted to the doctorate program at a school closer to home, allowing him to intern at John’s facility and help take care of his mom and many new siblings.

The year he started med school she was four months with 128 babies, her belly so big she had to rest it on a cart in order to waddle around. John had moved them to a larger house in the country, one story so she didn’t have to worry about stairs anymore. Not that she spent much time on her feet, she was far too busy eating and rotating her dozens of babies on her heaving breasts.

When she was eight months into this monumental pregnancy John came to her bedside, his hands all over her stretched skin, feeling his 128 babies moving inside his wife. He loved every second of her pregnancies, seeing her grow and stretch with his babies. He had never felt prouder or more accomplished than he did when Maria grew with his kin.

“Hi, baby mama,” John smiled as he got to her face. Her belly was taking up more than their entire bed, leaving John to sleep on a futon next to her.

“Hi, honey,” she smiled back, a tired look in her eyes. “Your babies are moving so much. I need to give birth soon. I can't grow much more.”

John chuckled as he looked up at the mountain of belly, big enough to fit four of him inside.

“You still have a month of growing left to do. These babies need all the time they can in your womb.”

“I know… They’re just so big and heavy already. I feel like I’m going to burst.”

“Oh, my sweet baby factory, I would never let you get hurt. Here,” he pulled a bottle of specialty lotion out of the bedside table and got to work rubbing it into her warm and tight skin. “This will help you stretch more I promise.”

Maria cooed as John massaged her belly, closing her eyes and feeling him rub her skin as the pumps worked on her swollen breasts. “I really am a baby factory.”

John kissed her forehead. “You’re my baby factory.”

256. 512. Maria’s fertility seemed to know no bounds. Right after she gave birth, John would pounce on her again, quickly filling her womb with his potent seed and ensuring Nick’s fertility meds were coursing through her system. John didn’t seem to mind the army he was now raising, in fact he seemed happier each time the number doubled.

Nick’s research was only getting better the more his mom got pregnant. Whatever he had used to make her more fertile was now being used to help women who were previously infertile. Many at his school called him a genius for this breakthrough in reproductive health and his mother was more proud than she could even express in words.

When Maria told him she was pregnant again and that it was over 1000 babies this time he decided to move back home after graduation. Part of him felt like his work had finally gone too far; another yearned to push her even further and be closer to his best subject.

It didn’t help that he had started dating one of his fellow students; her interests in his fertility research made him wish to start his own family someday soon. And the looks she gave him when he showed her pictures of his mother’s belly made him think she would be perfect for carrying his brood.

Halfway through Maria’s biggest pregnancy yet, Nick decided to bring his girlfriend to meet her. He was nervous, not wanting to scare her off with the impossible amount of siblings he had running around. Rebecca, however, was eager to see the most pregnant woman in the world.

Nick brough Rebecca to the country house, his heart racing as he opened the front door. Many toddlers and younger siblings ran up to say hi, hugging his legs and tugging at his pants and shirt before turning to the new person and asking a million questions.

“Hold on, don’t tackle her,” Nick chuckled, shooing them away.

“Wow, you weren’t kidding,” Rebecca muttered with a smile.

“Sorry, you don’t have to stay if it's too much…”

“No! No, I’m excited to meet her.”

Nick nodded, grabbing her hand and taking her down the hall to his mother’s room. He knocked on the door and entered after hearing an excited “Come in!” When the door opened they were greeted by a wall of olive toned, stretch marked covered flesh.

Rebecca’s mouth dropped. She had seen the pictures, read the articles and news stories but nothing compared to seeing it in the flesh. Pun intended. She felt Nick grab her hand and the two of them walked around the orb until they found the woman attached to it, her milk heavy breasts constantly being pumped and a feeding tube next to her at all times.

Maria smiled and hugged her eldest son the best she could, no longer shy about her state of undress in front of other people. “You get used to being naked when you’re so big nothing fits” she had once said to him.

“Mom,” Nick said, a big smile on his face. “This is Rebecca, my girlfriend.”

Maria beamed, smiling at the young woman and admiring her. “Rebecca! So lovely to meet you. You are beautiful.”

Rebecca blushed and tucked a strand of red hair behind her ear. “Oh, thank you. It’s so nice to finally meet you. Nick’s told me so much about you.”

Maria chuckled. “I’m sure he has. Hard not to address the elephant in the room.” She patted her giant belly, groaning as the babies started kicking in response to her touch. “Only a few months left with these guys. I know Nicky is excited to see his new siblings again.”

Nick nodded, holding Rebecca’s hand and squeezing it. “Wanna help me lotion her belly?” he asked Rebecca, watching her blush even deeper.

“S-sure! If you don’t mind,” Rebecca said, looking at Maria.

“Mmm of course not. I always love a belly rub.”

Nick grabbed a container of lotion, handing another large one to Rebecca. He jogged to her other side, both of them working the cream into her stretched skin. Rebecca could feel the babies moving, feel Maria’s arousal at the touch of the two of them all over her. When the young couple met in the middle at her belly button they were both breathing heavier, flushed and ready to pounce on each other.

Nick kissed Rebecca, wrapping his tongue around hers and moaning as she wrapped her arms around him. “We can say our goodbyes and head back to my room,” he whispered, smiling deviously.

Rebecca nodded. “I’d love that.”

The two quickly said their goodbyes, Nick making sure Maria was settled and content for the moment before grabbing his girlfriend's hand and rushing to his bedroom on the other side of the house. Rebecca had never felt so warm and aroused before, Nick’s hands on her as he took her shirt off making her tremble in excitement.

“I want to be big like that…” She moaned, Nick instantly getting hard at her words. She leaned in more, rubbing her hand on his crotch and whispering in his ear. “Breed me like her…Put your babies in me…”

Nick felt like his dick would rip through his jeans, his hands fumbling as they both pulled them down. He picked Rebecca up and laid her on her back on the bed, pulling down her panties and kissing her inner thighs. He worked his way up to her wet pussy, licking and savoring her juices, teasing her clit as she moaned and begged for him to fill her.

“Are you sure? There’s no going back,” he asked one last time, sliding inside her as she nodded.

“Ooooh fuck…yes baby breed me! Do it!” Rebecca couldn't help herself anymore, all decorum out the window as her boyfriend pumped inside her, throbbing and ready to fill her with his babies. “Gimme twins…triplets…make me bigger than Maria!”

Nick grabbed her hips and slammed into her, moaning and feeling ready to explode. “I will… I want to…Oh fuck I’m going to!”

It didn’t take long for them to both cum, Nick filling her desperate pussy with his potent seed, her womb taking it all.

“Mmm I can’t wait to grow for you…” Rebecca purred, petting his head as he laid on top of her catching his breath. “I hope you’re ready to fill me again and again.

Nick kissed her flat stomach all over, ready to watch her grow for him.

The time finally came for Nick to graduate med school. He had spent the last eight years not only excelling in every class and project, but also excelling as a son and big brother to his hundreds of baby siblings and a husband and father to Rebecca and their first set of quints. He had been asked to give a speech at the graduation, something that made his mother even more proud of the man he had become.

2048 babies. Full term with over two thousand babies and yet Maria insisted on attending her son’s graduation and seeing him give his speech. It took a team of people, a truck, and relocating the graduation to the football field just to ensure his mother would be comfortable and able to see her son achieve his dream. From above it looked like a typical graduation, a giant pale orb taking up a quarter of the football field on one side.

Nick walked up the stage and looked out at the crowd, smiling and waving to his mom and step-dad before looking at the front row to find Rebecca, pregnant with another set of quints and in her graduation robe, and their first five babies looking up at him. He cleared his throat and looked at the paper in his hands.

“Good afternoon everyone and congratulations on graduating today! I know we’re all excited to start these next chapters in our lives and I couldn’t be happier to be here with you today. I’ve spent the last eight years working on fertility medicine, something that has not only helped me and my family, but others around the world. I am proud to help those in need create the next generation, grow their families, and fulfill their dreams. And I’m fulfilling mine today. By graduating and becoming the doctor, father, son, brother I’ve always wanted to be. I’ve never been happier and I hope you all have found or will find that same happiness in life. Now, let's get these diplomas and go party!”

Cheers erupt in the crowd as everyone claps for the young doctor, his fellow students and teachers admiring his spirit, work, and dedication to family.

When the ceremony ended, Nick and Rebecca made their way to Maria, her eyes red from crying happy tears. John shook his hand, hugging his daughter in law and kissing his grandchildren on the head.

“Congratulations my baby!” Maria cried, hugging Nick tight and kissing his face all over. “I’m so so so proud of you.”

“We all are,” John said, clapping Nick on the back.

“I wouldn’t be here without you, mom. Or you, John.” Nick smiled and patted his mother’s belly, a frown running across his face as he felt it tighten. “Mom? Are you feeling okay?”

Maria grunted. “It’s just a contraction nothing to worry—” a splash under her cut her off, her water breaking and John and Nick stepping into labor mode. “Okay… time to go home…”

Nick smiled, kissing his wife and helping John get Maria back into the truck to get home. “Don’t worry mom. We’re here with you. We always will be.”