Nicos's World

equal rights for women will never truly be achieved until we have more female noir detectives

and i don't mean some badass woman who doesn't need a man and can kill someone in 6 inch heels without breaking a sweat or smudging her perfectly set makeup or chipping a nail. she looks like she grew up in a soggy cardboard box on the side of the road all alone. she monologues dramatically to herself while looking over the corruption-riddled city she works in because she has no friends or hobbies and will literally do anything except go to therapy. she gets beat up in alleyways so blood and rain drip sexily from her nose and chin but when she gets to her feet she looks like a sad wet cat. women want her but they also pity her. instead of perfume she smells of coffee, whiskey and cigarettes, which are also more or less all she lives off of. her voice is more gravelly than a pit of rocks as a result of said diet. she hasn't slept or showered in at least 3 days and it's increasingly obvious. she's either divorced or feels like she should be.

An egg about the size of a honeydew melon, where it can sit back in the body but it looks like you’ve only put on a little bit of weight. Confused, pregnancy tests negative. Until you’ve got a full day of class and a heavy feeling in your hips. I need some poor college student with their cunt bulging all throughout the day. Going to the bathroom and trying so hard to force the egg out but it won’t budge past their lips any further. Just barely there and shy of coming out. Being forced to sit back down on it and endure.

Guy carrying an egg in his belly that grows so large he doesn’t so much go into labor as simply run out of room. The egg is already staggeringly massive when it begins to peek out of his hole, and it slowly spreads him over the course of days as it gets bigger and bigger. With his muscles so stretched, he has no strength to push, so the only way for the egg to come out is to wait for it to naturally stretch him past its widest point. In the final days of carrying the egg, it’s so large that the guy can’t even stand or sit, so he can only crawl, groaning and whimpering, the strained skin of his belly dragging on the ground. And with his agonized hole hypersensitive to the touch of fabric, he can’t bear to cover his ongoing birth with any garment, so everyone sees the dome of the egg bulging through his swollen-red ass as he crawls around. He could attempt to wear something that’s simply open-backed, but there’s no point in trying to protect his modesty when his cock, stiff and dripping from the constant pressure on his prostate, will always tent the fabric and leave an obvious stain every time he cums from still being so pregnant while so deep into the throes of birth.

As much as I love horror preg I do love horror aesthetics on a softer domestic preg story… for instance, a trans guy in a historical setting who’s lonely and misunderstood, who runs away from society and finds safety and comfort with a monster of some kind… willingly becoming pregnant because he loves the monster and wants a family with it, happy to swell with its grotesque young, giving birth to this terrifying child and happily feeding it at his breast with the monster curled protectively around them both… idk. Good shit

I need pretty boys breeding big tough guys representation

Ovovivipary is so hot when it comes to monsterfucking, like the eggs go in and you swell to a manageable size and you get used to carrying them for a while and once you start to wonder when you’re gonna lay them something starts moving inside you and you think ‘wtf eggs don’t move’ surprise congrats the eggs hatched and now the monsters babies are fighting for space in your cramped belly that stretched to twice its size to house them and now you can’t breathe or move as they roll against your organs as you hold your massive belly in support

childaborting hips