
I sometimes write Mpreg stories please request one of you have a vague idea you want me to flesh out
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If you get knocked up by one of the boys, I'm sorry but you were caught being submissive and breedable. Gotta rock the bump
take-it

Remembering that night 5 months ago… I saw you across the restaurant and you followed me to the restroom. I was taking a piss and you came up behind me, whispered in my ear, can you take it? Five minute later I felt you filling me with your hot load and it seemed like a ton. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, but now that I got home from the doctor and he couldn’t explain how, but he confirmed with blood work and ultrasounds that I, a man, am pregnant. Now I have no clue what to do… especially learning that it’s twins.

It's about to explode 😩

Uffff 🥵🍆💦🍩🍩🍩
Masked Muscle
“Okay, now put it on” Chris threw the balaclava and the black t-shirt towards his boyfriend Jake, who was sitting on their bed.
“You’re sure about this?” He was clearly not sold on the idea of role play in the bedroom, but he agreed to do it anyway. He was surprised when Chris approached him earlier that day and asked if he’d be willing to dress up as a Russian thug because it really turned him on. But he decided to play along. And now Chris was standing next to him, a shit-eating grin on his face. He was enjoying himself already.
He watched as Jake took off his hoodie and tank top, then put on the t-shirt and face mask. Jake had a slim build, with muscles visible but not bulky, so the large t-shirt was looking kinda baggy on him.
"You sure you bought the right one? This looks like a skirt on me." Jake commented, but Chris wasn't really listening.
"Everything's fine, don't worry about it." He shrugged off his boyfriend's comments and waited for him to put on the balaclava. When he did he took a step closer.
"You look great, babe" He said, and saw Jake's eyebrows rise a bit, but he saw a glimpse of a smile under the face mask.
Then the fun started.
Chris took a step backward, as he saw that the process was beginning. Jake suddenly stopped moving, now standing still, and all his muscles started expanding. His shoulders and chest quickly filled out thew t-shirt, which now hugged his upper body tightly. His arms turned form sticks to beefy guns, with bulky biceps covered in veins. His slim stomach gets covered in muscle, same with his legs that turned into tree trunks.
The entire transformation lasted only a minute or so, and after was done Jake looked at Chris confused.
"Chris... Chris, babe, what... what happened?" He asked, his voice unsteady and anxious.
"Nothing you have to worry about, Jake. I'm just making sure you're prepared for your 'role play' later" He still has a smug smirk on his face, because he knew what was coming next.
Jake was hit with a sudden headache. A painful feeling, as if his brain was squeezed. He groaned and leaned against the wall, hoping it would pass quickly.
"Holy shit... uuuugh... blyat" he murmured to himself "Wait... blyat? Vat? I no speak... Nyet, vat is happen? Chris, vat is happen to me?"

Jake, now speaking with a heavy and thick Russian accent, turned towards Chris, his expression quickly shifting from surprise to aggression. But Chris didn't even flinch, he was in control of the situation the entire time.
"Stop whining, Sasha. You're not here to complain, you're here to obey!" When he called him 'Sasha', Jake's eyes glazed over for a moment and he froze. A few seconds later he was back, but it was not Jake.
"Da, boss. Sasha here to work and make dirty job for boss" He stood straight, almost like a soldier, and puffed out his chest, clearly wanting to show off his muscles. Chris was in heaven. He took a step closer.
"Yes, my loyal brute. You will do exactly as I say, without hesitation."
"Da, no hesitation, nyet. Only strong and obey you, boss" Sasha's voice was deeper that Jake's, he grunted more and was clearly struggling with English vocabulary.
"Oh yeah" Chris growled as he stood inches from Sasha, hunger in his eyes. "Flex for me, brute"
"Da, boss" Sasha nodded and lifted his arms into a double biceps pose. His muscles ballooned, with biceps the size of footballs.

"I strong muscle, boss use Sasha strong muscle" The Russian grunted as he flexed.
"Oh, I will use them, don't you worry" Chris drawled in response, ready to play.

Im pregnant 🫄🏻🍻🍩

Full pizza belly 🍕🫄🏻🍻😅


Captain and his Crew - They always tell captains not to fraternize with their crew. And now 8 months later, both carrying huge bellies and nowhere near inhabited land, this captain (and his first mate) finally understand why.

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Slim buddy's bloated belly


sun

“How are you feeling baby” you ask coming outside catching me rubbing by swollen baby bump and snap this photo. “I’m good, the baby is rolling, I think they like the warmth from the sun” “ do you wanna feel?” . You come over and feel the moment. I see your cock twitch and instantly start getting hard. You ask “wanna start trying for another” “your never gonna not be pregnant again”

The nerd looks a bit confused, but that's normal. He can't remember what happened to him, but by the time he walks onto the mat, he'll be convinced he's been wrestling since he was a little bro.

Expectant Selfie - As they awaited for him to give birth, his partner, proud of his work of putting 2 babies in him, wanted to document and commemorate his growth with a selfie.

"What?? Bro, why are you always saying these long-ass words? I never understand half the shit you say. Speak English, bro.
Actually, screw that. Come here. I'm gonna give you something to try. No, it's called a protein shake. Let me just add some creatine and shake the cup... okay. Give it a sip.
It's good, huh? Yeahhh, I can see that smirk. You likin' it! Yeah, keep going, bro. Big gulps now. You're almost there.
There ya go! How you feeling? Good, good.
What's that? You wanna hit the gym with me? And that ugly-ass shirt and those suspenders are bothering your skin?
Attaboy! I knew there was potential in you, bro. We start tomorrow."
"This fic was ai generated—" Cool, so lemme block you real quick
FULL STORY NOW UP!!
Hey - love your stories so far. Especially the step dad story (I wish there was more though).
Here's my idea for a story:
A very horny young guy living at home desperate to get fucked and full of cum. His daddy, brother and uncle are all happy to oblige (they can be step relatives) he never loses a drop and struggles to hide his bloated form. Although he is unaware he's pregnant and I'm denial/confused why he's swelling, the three super fertile men breeding him are competing to see who gets him the most pregnant. He loves the feeling of a fresh fat load though and despite himself always wants more.
Will they ever stop breeding him?
Will he give the men those drugs that promise to give men even bigger loads?
When will he give birth?
that sounds amazing, i might have to get started on writing that one…
so tempting to slowly turn a boy dumb. fingers gently trailing across his skin, cooing how pretty he looks, hearing his muffled moans as i call him my pretty boy. it’s getting harder for him to think straight when my hands start toying with his pretty body, and he only whines in reply when i say that he looks so pretty for me, all red and flustered, and that it’s okay that he can’t think anymore, he just just give in. my fingers wrap around his dick as i tell him that adorable puppies don’t need to think, they just need to be good boys, hearing his loud embarrassed whine despite how he starts to relax. after all, not using his dumb little brain, just taking a break and being able to stop overthinking and just allowing himself to be the pathetic dumb little puppy he is must feel so good.
it’s only a matter of time after that i call him my dumb pretty little doll and he agrees with a loud moan, brain too fuzzy from overstimulation to find a mistake in my words, his brain too empty, focused on nothing but how good i make him feel and how badly he wants to be my dumb, good boy, just so eager to please me <3
whose baby?
cw-mpreg, step incest, cumflation and unconscious sex
i tried to hide it, i really did but when your step brother, step dad and uncle are pump multiple loads into your boy cunt whenever they get a chance to even whip their cock out, your bound to slip up!!
i think they noticed on my birthday, my step bro snuck into my room at about 2 am while i was fast asleep and woke me up sliding his massive member into my (at this point) relatively unused hole, this was the first time we acted on our obvious attraction to each other and we really made up for lost time! we fucked every which way you can think of and more (the only common thread being him cumming deep inside of me) by 8 am i looked at least 4 months pregnant. i lay on my back one of my hands resting on my bloated gut while my step bro kissed me good bye before tip toeing back into his room, its good he did it when he did because not even 5 minutes later my DILF of a step dad snuck in…
i had only just fallen asleep due to exhaustion when he slowly crept to my bed and slid his erect veiny member down my unconscious throat which obviously woke me right up but i gratefully sucked his cock dry, id had a crush on him since i was 9 and id been dreaming of this since i was 12! again he fucked sucked and blasted me for what felt like a blissful age until 10:30 before he too snuck out my room leaving me now looking like a 6 month pregnant boy, my globe of a belly contrasting my boney and twinky frame u blushed as my cock twitched bouncing of the base of my mountain stomach. i sat there rubbing my tight and uncomfortable belly dozing myself off to sleep before my mum and step dad and bro storm in with my presents, i scramble to put on an over sized hoodie to hide from my step bro and mum my stomach growth since they last saw me.
after finding my baggiest clothes the rest if my family came over and my mums sisters husband was giving me the funny eyes all day eventually he managed to “borrow” me from everyone to give me his…own present. he pulled me in to a deep and aggressive kiss before rubbing his erect cock on my sensitive belly button causing my knees to buckle and my cock to twitch while my cunt nearly drowned itself in juices. before i knew it my uncle was balls deep in me pounding load after load after load into my constantly swelling tummy. my once loose and massive shirt now clung snugly to the circumference of my planet stomach, i waddled back into the dining room to be met by quizzical looks from the rest of my family, i managed to explain it off as indigestion.
after this nearly every morning my step bro and step dad poured their endless loads into my swelling womb leaving me in a constant state of bloating and uncomfortably and whenever my uncle got a second alone with me he more than made up for lost time for not living with me, understandably thsi endless sea of cum lead to a pregnancy…
i waddled into my bedroom my stomach stretched beyond what i thought possible already i couldn’t help but stress about how big id get when my babies grew i decided to come clean to all three of the daddies and so i asked them individually to meet in the lounge while my mum and aunty went out to a play.
i sat on the biggest chair in the lounge unable to see my knees from over my gargantuan tummy as it gurgled and groaned under the immense amount of spawn pushing against its womb walls, my step dad and brother were of course first to arrive but my uncle did soon follow suit, and quicker than i could have ever imagined the tables werent only turned but completely flipped!
they explained their master plan, theyd take it in turns to blow the fattest loads they could into me after they each admitted to eachother i needed breeding to stop being such a problem child so they agreed theyd take charge of the issue themselves and they werent planing on stopping turns out they each loved having their own swelling submissive breeding machine
…how big will these big boys make my tummy grow?

Now that Christopher... sorry... Kris, had become a hot bro, let's talk some more about jockification. Another way Jockification can take place is by a phase described in our facility known as "cocooning". For this phase I'll let Kris' old friend when he was still a nerd, Michael, demonstrate it to you:
Michael was heading to his college Economics class, it was weird cause he didn't see his friend Christopher for at least a few days now... it was weird cause Christopher would usually be punctual and present at all his classes, just like Michael and their friends were.
As Michael entered the room something was off... now where Christopher used to sit, sat a bulked up hulking jock, looking confused at the Economics textbook
Michael uncomfortably sat next to the jock and asked "umm, do I know you?" The jock immediately looked at Michael and grinned "ugh no I don't think so bro! I'm Kris huhuhu, you?" The jock asked while almost unconsciously scratching his bulge. Michael looked kinda disgusted at Kris scratching his bulge but ignored it, "Um I'm Michael, nice to meet you Kris.." he smiled awkwardly.
The Jock looked at Michael and chuckled "great to meet you bro! So I think I'm gunna ditch class huhuhu, this shit feels stupid" he tossed the economics textbook on the ground, Michael was almost shocked but before he could respond Kris said "wanna come bro?" Michael still shocked, responded "absolutely not! I am here to study and I am not your 'bro' so let me focus... class is about to start" Michael looked back to his notebook, Kris just chuckled and said "oh you'll be such a good dumb bro like me soon huhuhu" before Kris headed off and left.
Michael thought nothing of the jocks words and after class he bid some of his friends farewell and went off to his room. When he arrived he went to cook himself some dinner and sat down to do some college work, as time went on he started to feel more and more warm... and oddly more and more horny... Michael wasn't really the type to jerk off every day, maybe once a week at most... it was already Wednesday and he already jerked off on Monday so it's odd that he's horny again... no matter, he guessed his body just needed release and he did have a stressful week so he thought that he might indulge on a quick wank.
He called his book and suddenly he felt the urge to strip, the warmth also helped him to take the decision and he stripped naked and laid down on his bed, his 3" dong already getting harder and harder, Michael couldn't ignore it and started jerking off. He was so lost in his jerk off session that he didn't notice the small inflation of his muscles throughout his body. His stick arms became a small bit muscular, so did his legs, his pecs became faintly visible and as he came his torso contracted and a faint line of abs began to poke out.
Michael soon came down from his orgasm high but noticed that his dick was still hard... and he was still very horny... So without hesitation he continued to jerk off...
This continued throughout the night... Michael couldn't focus on anything else other than his lustful dick, he came and came without stop as he did he obliviously became more and more muscular. He now had lean abs visible with pecs atop of them, he looked like he went to the gym constantly nonstop for the past 2 months and he was just gaining muscle mass, he wasn't like Kris yet... but he sure as hell didn't look like a stereotypical lanky nerd.
This cycle would continue for the next few days and Michael's room essentially became a "cocoon" for his transformation, until it was about Sunday, at this point Michael had been constantly in his room jerking off, only taking occasional breaks to use the bathroom or eat but other than the basic necessities all he focused on was his dick.
Throughout the five days he splurted everywhere, on his abs, on his room's carpets and walls, his room, once adorned with trophies of maths competitions and posters of famous economists and filled with academically focused books was no more. Now what was left was a jock cave, football trophies lay where the past maths competition trophies were, new posters now adorned the walls, those of football legends and sweaty bodybuilders, while his economics books were long gone, replaced with porn magazines.
Michael came down from yet another of his orgasm highs and was instantly hit with the smell of sweat and cum that filled his room. He looked and was even more shocked to see what had become of it. Everything only hit him when he looked at his phone and his eyes went wide "wh... what the fuck... Sunday?!... No... it's Wednesday right??... I... I mean I just sat down for a quick wank..." yup it turned out that Michale didn't even know he was almost in a trance like state while his body was essentially on autopilot for the past 5 days...
What almost knocked him out was how he looked now... he looked like one of the stereotypical jocks... he looks just like Kris! Perfect body... beautifully chiseled abs with a v-line leading to what looks like a... "9" dick?!" He shouted. He continued to study himself and saw two perfectly dominating pecs, extremely muscular legs as if he ran marathons, and beautifully sculpted out biceps on both arms.
He was instantly hit with a headache, he stumbled and fell onto his bed, his cock stood right up to attention and a voice in his head... the voice of Kris... was heard, Kris said "come on bro... you're almost there cum one more time and you'll be such a good dumb jock bro, bro huhuhu" Michael tired to resist "gotta resist.. Can't... cum..." But his body betrayed him, his now large hands grabbed his 9" python and started jerking it more ferociously than ever, his resistance was quickly caught in the pleasure and his mind was divided between pleasure and resisting... "Must... not... cum...." Michael said to himself and it seemed he was almost gaining control of his hands as they slowed down...
But then Kris once again spoke in his mind "bro just give in... remember Christopher... it's me bro! I gave in huhuhu! Life is so much better as a jock bro! Give in dude!" Michaels eyes looked puzzled, he said out loud "Give in?..." He then closed his eyes and the next time he opened them they were full of lust "FUCK YE GIVE IN BRO!" he shouted as his hands began to again ferociously jerking off his cock "FUCK YE BRO!" he roared as he came all over his abs in a cumshot bigger than ever.
Afterwards he looked at his abs "fuck bro... that was hot.... huhuhu" a knock was heard on the doors to his room, Michael didn't even bother to wipe off the cum put he did put on a pair of shorts beside his bed, he opened the room.and in the doorway stood Kris "fuck bro! That was a lot of pent up pressure huhuhu!" He said. Michael grinned "fuck ye bro you know how strong my cumshots are huhuhu" then Kris patted Michael on the shoulder and said "bro you gotta stop jerking off all the time or you'll be missing football training, coach's already pissed off at you cause you missed last training huhuhu, now come on I ain't allowing you to miss this one" Michael nodded, he grabbed a dirty shirt and wiped off his cum with it, he put on a fresh shirt and followed Kris to practice. At practice it seemed like Michael was well fit to his new life as a jock and Kris was extremely proud to have helped Michael to become the best version of himself and his new bro:

