#mpregsketch

here’s some random lil sketches I’ve done!! enjoy and lmk if I should do more!!!

Okayyy so I graduate in like two weeks but I’m done with my clinical in a week sooo best believe I’ll be back!! I have so many ideas in mind and things in my drafts!!

For now here’s a page from my sketchbook. I was just thinking of a pregnant professor. <33

I’ve been really sad I haven’t been able to post but I’ll get back to it!! The weekend is coming up so expect some more stories!! :)))

a/n: I have some sketches of this but I would really love if y’all made your own art of it!! I’m no pro artist so my sketches are meh!! :))

Description: A sweet pregnant father wants to show his mean step-son his active sibling…but it backfires

TYPE: MPREG, implied male x female. Implied male x male, step-dad x step-son

WARNINGS: MPREG, age gap, implied relationship between step-son and step-dad, foul language, implied cheating, mentions of parent death, crying

“Uh s-son, please let me in…I-I have something to show you” The thirty year old father, softly knocked against his step-son’s door.

The older man softly rubbed his swell, his slighting sunken eyes in awe with his belly as he waited.

Suddenly the door ripped open, revealing his tall lean step-son, carrying a nasty expression on his face.

“Stop calling me that. You’re not my dad” He barked at the pregnant man, not caring that the man was carrying his sibling. The older man stilled, his soft smile dropping and his rectangular glasses clouding slightly.

“I-I uh…sorry” The older man cowered as his step-son glared at him. Slowly, he recovered, and smoothed down his sweater, “I-I want to show you something. You might like it…” He softly smiled, hoping that by seeing his surprise, their relationship would suddenly mend.

The nineteen year old rolled his eyes and scowled. Still the pregnant man took it as a yes, and slowly lifted his knitted sweater, revealing his rounded five month pregnant belly.

The small swell was smooth, entirely free of any marks. It glistened under the light of the hallway, highlighting the dark happy trail on his underbelly. His slightly popped naval, looked gentle and soft. He was carrying pregnancy beautifully.

They both watched as his soft swell shifted, a clear sign that the fetus within him was kicking and moving about. The older man laughed softly, admiring the movement.

“It’s your brother, he’s kicking…I thought you’d like to see it” The pregnant man looked up at his step-son, hoping to see a slight smile on his face but only finding a terrible scowl and dark eyes. The father’s smile quickly dropped, beginning to shudder as his son’s heavy gaze landed on him.

“Disgusting.” The teenager said one word, shattering all the happiness the pregnant man had originally felt. He quickly dropped his sweater and covered his swell once more. The frail man shook in embarrassment, when suddenly his step-son gripped his sweater and threw him back, pressing him deep against the wall.

The pregnant man gasped in pain, whimpering as he was shoved harder into the wall. His step-son instantly leaned into his ear, his tall figure towering over the smaller man.

“Why the fuck would I want to see that?” He snarled lowly into the older man’s ear, raising his large hand to meet his step-father’s pregnant belly. The pregnant man whimpered, now fearing the teenager would harm his growing child.

“That fucking thing is no sibling of mine. Nope. Just the kid of my whore step-father and some random he slept with.” The pregnant man shook in fear as his son snuck his hand under his thick sweater and rested his heavy hand over his sensitive belly.

“Father…” He mocked, “You forget, my mother died nearly a year ago. Ha, so there’s no way that bastard is hers…” He barked out before harshly pulling away and giving his step-dad’s belly a hard pinch.

“Don’t show me that thing ever again.” He said one last time before storming back into his room, and slamming his door hard.

The pregnant man whimpered, holding back tears, as he slid down the hard wall. His tired figure shook as tears slowly slid down his gentle face. He quietly caressed his sensitive belly, soothing away the pain from the harsh pinch he had just received…

He really should’ve known that his step-son knew the truth. The boy was always very bright…

MORE SKETCHES!! some of my recent favs <33

also sorry for not posting. I’ve been enjoying my spring break too much!!! Don’t worry tho, I’ll post a couple stories these coming days!!! enjoy!! :)))