#lact

And then you start feeling sick to your stomach, yet somehow your appetite increases, you start to gain weight, your belly swelling outwards, and you think to yourself that all this trying for a baby has started messing with your mind.

Your boyfriend seems to love your new "dad bod", never able to keep his hands off of you, especially your belly, which seems to almost be swelling...too fast, even given all that you eat? And all that weight is going straight to your stomach, which seems so round...and you swear your nipples look bigger, and they feel kind of sore sometimes...

Your boyfriend kisses you and says it's just your body preparing to be a dad, and encourages you to keep trying to give him a belly to match. But you feel yourself starting to slow down as you fuck him, your knew bulk making it harder to move, so he has you lay down while he rides you instead. His hands never leave your swollen middle as he bounces himself on your cock, moaning out, "You're getting so big and round for me, daddy, growing so well", and as you cum, your mind's not on knocking him up but you getting bigger.

Another week goes by, and as you stare at yourself in the mirror, you can't help but feel you look...

Don't say it. You're just exhausted from trying so hard with no results, your mind is playing tricks on you.

Your boyfriend's hands slip around your waist, massaging your stomach as he kisses you on the neck. "How are you guys doing?"

You assume he's joking and laugh, and then wince - did you just feel something move inside you?

Your boyfriend distracts you by asking, "Are your tits still sore?" and you want to argue, but there's no denying it - your pecs have swollen out and rounded almost as much as your belly.

And they are sore - tight, swollen, almost as if...?

Your boyfriend starts to massage them, and your head empties as you throw your head back and moan; the pain and tightness remains even through the pressure, and you encourage your boyfriend, "Harder."

He smirks and obediently starts squeezing and kneading your - tits - and you think you feel something stirring in your belly again. But you can't concentrate on that; you're dying for some relief in your sore, bloated chest.

And then it comes, and you moan heavily as the pressure finally starts to ease...and you feel something wet.

"Looks like your milk came in early!" your boyfriend exclaims, and you stare in the mirror as he continues to massage you and...milk continues to trickle out from your plump, perky nipples.

Your boyfriend kisses your neck, and you feel another kick from the baby you know is growing inside you.

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The prince is strong though; he can take it. By day he bears my children with the utmost poise and grace befitting a royal, never showing any discomfort, commanding respect in every room he enters.

But by night he gets to be mine, and I am privileged to be his.

And the the night is yet young; he won't be satisfied if it ends too soon. I step away from his body for a moment, and take in the sight of him; his ripened belly littered with angry stretchmarks, his plush and handsome breasts, his swollen throbbing cock, his pussy dripping and making a mess on the sheets; drenched in sweat and writhing, moaning, clearly desperate for me to touch.

I have mercy, though not too much; I gently bite one of his teats while gently massaging the other, and I'm rewarded with satisfied moans and a small squirt of milk in my mouth and dribbling down my hand. I quickly stop, and he the noise he makes is less of a sad whine than an angry growl. I merely chuckle, knowing how much he savors the tight pressure in his chest, and settle myself between his legs, mouthing his cock as I rub his sensitive belly.

Milk normally only starts to come in the last few months before birth, but it can be stimulated to start years earlier, and some dragon knights take great pride in early lactation.

Breast growth tends to happen throughout, however, like the pregnancy starting slow - it'll be a few years before you really start to notice - but by the end their tits are quite ample handfuls. Those that have started producing early grow faster, their tits nearly as massive and cumbersome as their ripening belly; they sometimes "suffer" from milk constantly flowing as they're squeezed under their own weight, and you'll need at least two hands to lift a single breast.