#monsterpreg

When the heat has relaxed them completely, they're too sleepy to notice any movement in the water. By the first touch it's already too late. They can only hang on as something smooth and girthy slips inside.

It's in so deep, so quickly. And it's undulating, setting a ruthless pace and making the adventurer throw their head back and scream in utter terror melting to confused pleasure. It's almost like they're melting, dissolving into the water, until they don't know where their body begins and ends.

The first egg, fist-sized and soft-skinned, squeezes inside unnoticed. Quickly followed by another. And another.

Half a dozen sit in the adventurer's womb by the time they notice anything. A twinge has them looking down at their formerly flat stomach. It's round now, a little swell sitting ominously low.

But their eyes skip further down, to the weirdly formless being between their legs. It's hard to see, translucent, invisible but for its frenetic movement.

If the water were calm and the watcher alert and keen-eyed, they might be able to spot an overstuffed egg sac emptying swiftly.

They might have predicted the adventurer's fate before the creature's subtle venom made them lethargic and pliant.

As it is, they don't have to the presence of mind to even contemplate escape. Which is why the creature has pulled this exact same trick many times before.

And it's succeeded again.

By the time the adventurer's mind starts to clear, it will have already made its way deep, deep into the spring.

They come to in placid water, only disturbed by the minute movements of--or rather, in--their swollen stomach.

The little twinges and twitches draw the adventurer's attention, but their current predicament still fails to register.

Their gaze and fingertips explore the ample surface without conscious thought.

Dazed, they rise out of the water on shaky legs. Unexpected heaviness pulls them down.

They scramble on the rocks to stay upright. Unfamiliar weight hangs under them. They look down.

A stranger's body. That's their first instinct. It's unbelievable that the blatantly gravid belly is theirs.

Stumbling onto dry land and clumsily pulling on their clothes breaks the spell. The tunic won't go down. The trousers won't go up.

And between them sits an egg-stuffed womb that undulates gently, like water around a swimmer's skin.

The way back to town takes thrice as long as their entire trip so far.

By the time they collapse on the healer's doorstep, the first egg is already crowning.

quick lil mel. it definitely cropped both the jacket and that ""shirt"" itself

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It’s been two years since the mermaid you met on vacation inseminated you with her eggs.

You were taking a stroll on the beach late at night when you heard someone singing. Suddenly it felt like you weren’t in control of your body as you started to slowly walk towards the voice.

My clawed hands clutch at my muscled abdomen, which is growing softer with fat and rounding out with young. I watch as I start showing almost immediately, the fact I'm carrying this man's babies in my demonic womb becoming more and more apparent. I look and see the smug look on his face as he watches me grow his litter, his rough hand sprawling over my swelling middle and feeling it grow, all because of him, because of the babies he decided to grow inside of me. My firm pecs swell into fat daddy milkers, filling with milk to feed the countless babies now squirming around inside of me.

Between the humiliation and the hormones, I'm becoming ravenously horny, and I end up letting him fuck me again. He rubs my growing daddy belly the entire time, more than proud of himself for what he's done to me. I don't think I can get more pregnant, but I realize how wrong I am when my belly grows even faster moments after he cums in me once again. My belly button pops out, and I watch in aroused horror as I continue growing to a massive size.

Despite myself, I can't resist letting him fuck me over and over. I keep getting bigger and bigger, until the only way for him to even slide inside of me is from behind, eventually with me resting solely on my gigantic belly. I groan, in disbelief at how big I'm getting, wondering how I could possibly get any bigger as he continues pumping more loads into me.

When my water finally breaks, I hardly have to push before the babies practically pop out of me, one after another, the pressure in my womb so great that they're coming out by the dozens. When they finally slow down, the man who fathered the babies squirting out of me decides to fill me up even more. I'm stuck, swelling, breeding, birthing, and milking, with no end in sight.

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Im just so horny about pregnancy i wanna get my womb stuffed in literally any way possible huh??

Part of what i love about these alt preg kinks is how much movement there’s be in my womb

I want my womb to be oversensitive and for all the movement to stimulate me from the inside,,,get hard and wet from feeling movement against my cervix or big movement inside of my fertile uterus,,,,,,so full and so fucking gravid,,,,

Just writing this made me hard lol,,,