Character Profile Outline by KittyFelone, literature
Literature
Character Profile Outline
Okay, before anybody starts to think this is some weird idea, let me explain.
For anyone who knows how to write (and I mean, REALLY knows how to write), you understand that a good story has everything written out on paper first. You know, stuff like Outlines, Plot Triangles, Character Profiles. This might be of a challenge to some of you and tie you down, but unless you are capable of keeping every piece of information in your mind, this is a good resource to fall back on. If you do not need this, then fineyou arent required to use it. According to Science Fiction Writers of America, do
saw this in my dreams last night... A fun day at the theme park; hand in hand her boyfriend and herself were having a blast. Their relationship has been a long lasting one with no end in site through thick and thin. Together they had been on several rides already throughout the day and eager for more. Excitedly they both stood in line for their next fun filled rushed. Both watching the theme park ride run its course with smiles on their faces eager with anticipation. The ride appears to move very fast whirling on its track. With little warning the ride looses control, pieces of long structural pipe coming apart. She dives to the ground as the pipe comes to a stop nearly crushing her head. Adrenalin rushing she squirms out from under the entanglement of what was once a ride. Her boyfriend helps pull her out; both great full and shocked to be ok. Together they hurry to check other riders. She pulls a small boy out of his seat on the ride gently laying him flat on the ground. The boy is so pale she gasps. Her boyfriend joins her crouching over the young boy while everyone around them continues about their own chaos. She rubs the young child's chest to help restore blood flow to his heart. The child's vacant eyes stare up at the sky while his mouth gaped open. She was positive he would die but kept stimulating his blood flow; she couldn't give up on him. The child began to regain some color, she hurriedly looked around her for his parents but no one came their way. She looks back down at him his facial expression unchanged but skin becoming red. Unsure of what was going on her boyfriend and her watched in shock as the boy became more red. The child seemed to slowly shrink bringing great alarm to them both whom could only watch the horror unfold. She screamed for this child's parents for help no one stepped forward. She grabbed the very small boy in her arms uncertain of her next move. Before her eyes he regressed into what looked like a fetus, no longer resembling the previous shape of the boy she once held in her arms. Terrified her boyfriend and her began to run to the front of the amusement park. In her cupped hands she watched as pinkish red parts began forming a cord and placenta connecting to the fetus. At that point the fetus was now complete and began to slowly move. Her boyfriend and her stopped and stared into her cupped hands. Her boyfriend looked into her face and said we can't let him die. She nodded in agreement knowing a fetus can't survive outside the body. Her boyfriend took a step back and pointed to a bathroom. He then turned and sat at a picnic table. She momentarily watched his actions before running to the bathroom. They had been together so long their actions were alike. Her eyes adjusted to the lower light as she ran to the last and largest stall. Odd since she knew she was in a rush and always chose the first stalls. The bathroom was quiet and empty. She kept the slowly moving fetus in one hand as she pulled down her pants with her other. Using her fingers she separated her vaginal lips to expose a better opening of her vaginal canal. She brought her cupped hand close to her now exposed vaginal opening and the fetus immediately slithered up into her cervix. She was surprised by the amount of force this tiny human was able to make on its way inside of her. The noise it made in doing so stuck in her mind a soft sort of wet almost slurp. She could feel the fetus travel up and through her cervix, what she could only explain like a soft toy slimy hand would feel being pulled into her uterus string and all. She stood motionless in her surprised state; fingers still holding her vaginal lips. This was certainly not what she was expecting to happen, but then again she didn't know what she was going to do in the first place. This was all a very strange encounter and yet her actions and thoughts were driven by another force as that it was natural. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror through the door crack still motionless and dumbfounded. She felt a small pressure as the fetus positioned itself comfortably inside her womb. She released her her fingers standing up straight and readjusting her pants. She pushed the bathroom stall door open and stared at herself in the mirror one hand running over her now occupied womb. She didn't know what would happen now: would her belly begin to grow? Would this be a normal pregnancy? What about this boys poor parents they would never find their child again. She felt lost with these racing thoughts. The only comfort was knowing her boyfriend was waiting just outside those doors for her in full support. She also felt great comfort in knowing this boy wasn't dead and she had saved him. She blinked after what seemed like an eternity of standing there, turned and walked out to join her boyfriend. As she stepped out into the light he stood up from the bench he sat at and came to her side. Silently he also ran his large warm hand over her expecting womb. He took her hand and looked into her eyes caringly, neither of them speaking for neither knew what to say. She knew he had the same rushing thoughts as her and came to the same conclusion. Silently they slowly began to walk the park together still in shock.
He stood there in the doorway with a gentle smile on his perfect lips. He was currently watching his pregnant wife, (f/n), attempt to continue practicing the traditional dance of their kin. It was amusing, yet heart breaking to see her try so hard at things she used to before discovering about the child growing in her. Every misstep that she took jerked the teacher and the father forward, fearing that she may fall if not assisted. Neither of them could un-sew their worried brows.
Even though she was pregnant, her moves were still as elegant as before- minus the few trips of course. She wasn't even pregnant for that long and she was alr
I lived with my mother until I was eleven. She once told me that I was a planned child. Yet when I was twelve she told me she doesn't want me to live with her anymore because "she got her own life now". Now, if she would have been the jetsetting type, I might've understood. When you travel a lot a child can be a burden, limiting you in your personal fulfillment. But my mother spent her newly acquired own life on her butt on the couch, infront of the TV.
Why do you want a child when you get rid of it after twelve years? I have my speculations about this. She separated from my father when I was five, first we went from one hotel to another, aft
A Bundle of Joy - Levi x Reader by what-the-honk, literature
Literature
A Bundle of Joy - Levi x Reader
When you called him into the living room, Levi had no idea just what he was in for. Maybe if he did he would’ve been more prepared for what you would say to him, not that he’d ever find out now.
You sat on the couch, your hands in your lap as you twiddled your thumbs and nervously shifted in your spot. Levi simply waited for you to finally work up the backbone to say whatever it was you were about to say. If he were being completely honest, though, your silence was bugging the ever-living shit out of him.
“Umm… So, Levi…” you mumbled, not even looking him in the face. “Uh, so… there’s so
Submitting to a succubus by altimusprimal, literature
Literature
Submitting to a succubus
So, my friend sometimes gives me referrals and she sent me an email. She'd forwarded one that was sent to her blog site in response to her story about my transforming my lovely new toy. How I'd won my bet with him and transformed him into my toy. Who's now a very happy girl, who happens to have h cups and a huge dick. My toy basically looks like a bimbo, and for the most part is one. This email was sent by someone going by thegreatwanni@gmail.com. He was raving over how hot the story was, and how much he'd love to be transformed this way. He went on to say that this would be such a perfect way to be forced to become the woman he dreamed of. I was quite aroused by the energy I felt through his email. So, I sent him an email back. Being that he was offering himself to me, I figured it wouldn't hurt to invite him to my massage parlor. I told him that it would be a one time offer that wouldn't be repeated. If he didn't show up, well, he'd just miss out. That he should show up at closing, around 2 a.m. and to be ready for the ride of his life. Oh my god, did I have a plan to change him. If he didn't love what I had planned that I'd change him back for free. No tricks, no bullshit. That night, I was not disappointed either. A man showed up exactly at 2 a.m. He was definitely not what I expected but I knew he was going to make one hell of a meal later. It actually was the man I was expecting as he showed the flyer I'd sent him. He didn't know it was me because I'd disguised myself to resemble a little old asian lady. Y'know what I mean. The little old asian lady you might expect to find running a massage parlor in that part of town. "Oh, hello sir. How you doing? What can we offer you tonight?," I asked in character. I had to play the part for the experience. He had this somewhat sheepish look, "Y-yes ma'am. I was told to come here in an email I received," and presented the flyer. "Is this the right place?," he asked. "Oh yes sir. You come with me. We give you special massage. Right this way, sir," I said and guided him in back behind the cheap plastic bead curtain. I brought him all the way to the back massage room. It looks like a massage room. It was the largest massage room in the building, yes, it's actually a legitimate business offering full body massages. We usually don't offer happy endings for legal reasons. This one, though, I just couldn't pass up. I guided him into the room, handed him a robe, "Please undress and wesr robe. When in robe, make self comfortable and your massage person be right in. I be right back. We hope you enjoy special massage." I left the room and toy was walking out of the supply closet. We'd already gone over what I was planning earlier that day. "Are you ready for part one toy?," I asked. Toy looked down at her girls, then back up to me, "This isn't gonna hurt. Right?" I smiled, "Now toy, has anything else I've done to you hurt? Even when I first transformed you I know you loved every single second. The last thing I want is to hurt you." Her scrub top was already stuffed full of her huge tits as I acted like I was sprinkling something over them. "Aahhhh," toy moaned as the magic took effect. She couldn't just reach up and hold her boobs as she had a couple towels and other assorted supplies. So I slid my hands up the sides of those beautiful breasts of hers. Then I started rubbing my thumbs over her stiffening nipples. Her h cup boobs were swelling with the milk I caused her to have. She was watching her chest as those huge milkers were becoming filled with actual milk for the very first time. I was actually concerned that the scrub top she had on might not be able to contain them. "Oh god, I didn't think it'd feel this good to be filling with milk," toy said. "Good thing I made it so you can't get hard until after you start feeding him. Huh?," I teased. "Now you know what to do. I'll be in to "check" on the progress after I lock up. Make sure to give him a bit of a show before you start feeding him," I reminded her. As I started walking past her, I couldn't help slapping her ass for added fun. Toy headed to the room while I headed to the front. I locked the door, got the cash drawer out of the register. My nipples were already hard just from thinking about this man getting to breastfeed from toy. I went to the office and put the drawer on the desk with the printout of what we'd taken in. Then came back out. Of course, I still looked like this little old asian lady and walked back to the room. It'd only been about five minutes or so but when I opened the door, toy had her right tit stuffed into his mouth and he was sucking greedily. It wasn't like he could help himself. Not only was her milk absolutely delicious, but with the magic used on toy"s tits, he wasn't able to stop suckling. Like the hungriest little baby, holding her big, milk bloated boob as he drank from her. Toy was standing there with her top off, cradling his head and moaning softly. I had just opened the door and was instantly surprised by this sight, "What you doing!?," I shouted in character. The look of panic in his eye was delightful. He tried to pull away from her titty, but there was no way that he could. He was literally stuck to her tit and literally could not stop suckling. "I... I'm sorry madam. He begged me to feed him, saying he'd pay me extra. I couldn't pass up the extra cash being that my rent is passed due," toy "explained". He was shaking his head no, still trying to stop feeding from toy's titty. "Thank God we're already closed. What if a cop would've walked in here?," I asked as I shifted into my natural form. I went from a diminutive 5 foot tall to my natural 5'6" height in seconds. The tiny clothes I had on ripping apart as my boobs swelled back out to my f cups. My ass ripping the little slacks I had on. My feet split the tiny shoes i had on and I pulled the tattered remains off. "Aahhh, that's much better," I stated while stretching. I could see the greatwanni's panic as he realized who I was. He was reclined on the massage table, his dick already hard and sticking out through the robe. He tried to push toy's titty away, "Oh you can stop that. You're not gonna be able to get her milk bloated titty out of your mouth anyway. You won't be able to stop sucking until you have both of my toy's breasts drained of all of her milk," I told him. He looked toward me, as much as he could, "Mmmph," ushered from him. Toy hugged his head, moaning as she continued enjoying being fed upon. "God he's sucking so good," toy moaned. I smiled broadly, "I'm sure he is. It's not like he has a choice either," I said as I slipped my hand under his robe and caressed his dick and balls. Infusing my lust magic into them as he moaned more. "Welcome to my massage parlor, and your inevitable demise as a man. I'll be your succubus today and I thought I would let my toy help me to change you into what you've requested. I see you've started without me, you naughty little pervert. Offering my toy a bribe so you could try her wonderful milk," I said while scraping my nails down his thighs. He let out another wonderful moan and his dick glowed with that pale pink energy. Mmmmm, I love that part. It lets me know that my magic is working and that soon he'll be helpless against what's cum... I mean coming. I pulled the robe he had on open. Exposing his body. "Now don't you worry your pretty little middle aged head. We're going to take very good care of you tonight, and by the time we're done with you, you won't be so middle aged anymore. Or a man, for that matter, you little slut," I informed him. I climbed up onto the table, straddling him as he continued draining my toy's tit. I was sitting on top of him so that his dick was right against my pelvis. Toy touched his forehead and pulled her boob free of his eager mouth, a wet sucking pop sounding as her titty broke free. He lay there panting for a minute and his belly was already bulging a little from how much milk he'd ingested. "Fuck, I'm so full," he groaned. I started rubbing his belly, "Don't worry. I'll make it all better. I'll make it all much better." Toy had moved to stand at his head and I could see that soft pink glow brighten as I raked my nails over his chest. I looked at him wantonly, "Are you enjoying yourself so far? By the way, this is my toy from that story you read. The man that lost his bet to me. The one that I'd turned into my delicious toy you've been draining the milk from." His eyes widened, "She's that toy?" I laid over him, my face mere inches from his. "Uh huh. Isn't she pretty? How'd you like her milk so far?," I asked. He groaned as I felt his erection grow stiffer against me. "Oh fuck. That's her?," he asked looking up. "Sure is. Hey toy, why don't you give him the full vuew of that wonderfully sculpted body of yours. I'm sure he'd appreciate it before he resumes his feeding," I said. A mischievously devilish grin across my face. My toy smiled, "Very well, mistress. I can't say I haven't been enjoying this wonderful feminine body since you changed me. I never thought I'd love being a trans woman with huge tits, but here we are." Toy had removed her scrub pants and stood back up in sight of our guest. Her thick, eight inch long dick standing proud as she stood up. His eyes were just as big as her dick. "So what do you think? She's gorgeous. Isn't she? And don't you worry that pretty little head of yours. Before we're done with you, you'll get to experience that nice, big, hard cock of hers," I told him. I love feeling a man getting hard underneath me, and he became really hard. "Holy shit. That's toy? Fuck, you're fucking hot," Mr greatwanni said. Toy blushed at the praise she received, "Thank you. Mistress really did do a good job on me." I wiggled on top of him, causing him to grunt in discomfort because of his already full of milk belly. "Just because I'm going to give you such a pleasurable experience giving you what you've asked for, don't think you won't become uncomfortable during this as well," I said before kissing his chest in the middle. I nodded at my toy and she quickly stuffed her left nipple into his mouth. "Mmmmmmph," he groaned as he began uncontrollably sucking the milk out of my toy's left tit. He reached up and held her breast like a child would. Hungrily extracting the creamy goodness from her huge breast. "Since you willingly offered yourself to me to change for the transformation you want so badly, I don't have to seduce you. My magic compells you to obey. Not that I'm not going to make you enjoy the pleasure that both our bodies are able to make you feel, though. If you're not screaming in agonizing pleasure by the time we're done, I'll just have to try harder," I told him. Emphasizing the word harder as I ground my pelvis against his turgid erection. He tried to thrust upward against my grinding but I pushed my body down over his swelling belly, causing him to grunt and groan in discomfort. "Mmmmmm, I love that part. Knowing someone is getting so uncomfortable just before they're going to receive such a pleasurable experience afterwards," lavishly his erection with a little more... affection. I sat back up as toy was moaning from her experience with breastfeeding. "Jesus Christ," she huffed breathlessly, "I had no idea this would be so erotic, or feel this good." It pleased me to know that my toy was enjoying this. Which was another way for me to deepen her femininity even more. I slid my hand up her back, watching her shiver at how good it felt. "I know the initial swelling of your milk coming in was uncomfortable for you. But wasn't it worth this experience my toy?," I asked. Her dick was so fucking hard that I was surprised she hadn't blown her load all over our guest. She moaned loudly as I teased the crack of her ass. Running the nail of my index finger lightly down from the top of her crack all the way down to the bottom curve of her cheeks. Then I spanked her, causing her to gasp in surprise. Toy wiggled her amply bubbled butt sexily, "Mmmmmm. So good. Do it again. Please, mistress." I spanked her herder and more roughly, "Don't be a greedy little slut, toy. Otherwise, I might think you're ready for the next stage into womanhood. Then where would you be? Used, fucked, filled with cum, and finding yourself becoming a very pregnant girl. An extremely pregnant cow, growing multiple babies for me. But maybe you're beginning to want that in such a short time of being my toy. Maybe your journey into being a very feminized girl is starting to take its toll on what's left of your manhood. Maybe I should change it so it becomes your new pussy and let him feel you riding him and so you can feel him cumming inside of you before we change him too much. Is that what this is, toy?," I love teasing her this way. Toy had stiffened a bit, "N-no mistress. God, no. I'm just starting to get used to being this way." I squeezed toy's ass, digging my nails into her butt cheek, "Then I suggest that you practice a little more patience." Mr greatwanni's dick was so fucking hard and I could definitely tell that it had gained some size. His belly had grown tighter as the milk was starting to stretch it. I sat back on my haunches and admired what my magic and toy's milk was causing. He was struggling to try to stop himself from drinking any more of toy's milk. But with my magic compelling him to suck and drink and drain toy of all of her milk, he just couldn't stop. He almost had toy drained of her milk and he looked so uncomfortable. I patted his distended belly, "You must have really been thirsty. You're so full and have drained toy almost completely dry. Let's hope this isn't to uncomfortable for you." I climbed down off the massage table. It wouldn't be long before he'd finished his liquid meal and basically become incapacitated. To be continued...
Cursed objects: bra of plenty part 2 by altimusprimal, literature
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Cursed objects: bra of plenty part 2
So she gets this bra in and she couldn't wait to try it on. She modeled it by holding it up in front of her. To both of our surprise it looked like it would fit her perfectly. I realized that there was what looked like a piece of paper still in the little box the bra came in. I picked it up, and sure enough, it was instructions. "To the potential wearer: This item is enchanted with a curse that will change said wearer to become as busty as he/she would like. For our friends transitioning to be female... be sure this is what you want as this curse will feminize your body in every way. It will not change your sex. That requires the item available on our website (the cock ring with attached butt plug) for $3,749.99 plus tax. CAUTION: for those whose significant others are using this cursed object, do Not let them..." was as far as I got before my wife yanked it out of my hand. "I was reading the instructions," I said. Then I saw that she'd changed into the cursed bra while I was distracted and before I could stop her my wife was hugging me. Her breasts were already growing at a slow rate and as she kissed me I felt my nipples stiffen. My dick got hard with them. Like my nipples were a direct link to it because as both got hard my nipples felt slightly more sensitive. Her growing boobs pressed against my chest and every movement caused her bra covered, growing boobs to rub them. My nipples felt like they were getting harder than my dick. "What good are instructions going to do with a bra that's supposed to give me the boobs I've always wanted?," my wife asked. Her tits were almost a c cup already and my nipples started to burn, like she'd been sucking and nibbling them. She noticed the odd expression on my face as my confusion to what was happening set in. Then she gasped, "Oh my god." She backed away quickly, "Bill, what's happening?" Everything about my body felt off but I didn't realize why, until I looked down. My nipples were bigger, hard as hell, and tenting my shirt out. I felt my hair shift as I'd looked at my chest. It dawned on me that I'd cut it short just a few days ago. I reached up and it was definitely at that shaggy stage. Then that same burning sensation in my nipples began spreading under them. Sharp little pains began to accompany the burning sensation, causing me to wince. My wife's tits had already filled out to very full c cups and she looked like they felt really good by her expression. "I... I feel really weird," I told her as she moaned, holding her growing boobs. my eyes suddenly became dinner plates as I heard my voice. It had become a little higher in pitch and wasn't rumbling in my chest like normal. I quickly walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. As soon as I saw my face I yelled, "Holy fuck!" My facial hair was visibly shrinking, my cheekbones were moving higher under my skin. My lips weren't as thin as they usually were, and my hair was just passed my ears. I ripped my shirt off, hearing my wife moaning more as she was getting closer. I looked down as that burning sensation was becoming this weird pressure. My chest was barely mounded, like a girl who was just starting to grow boobs. My skin felt a little softer and definitely looked that way. The hair on my chest was shrinking away like my facial hair. My whole body was showing signs of feminization. My arms, which were well toned, were now softer looking. Fat was filling in around the muscle, my nails were starting to get longer, and my hands looked weird. They were a little smaller as my fingers were slimming and lengthening. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I was being feminized, rapidly. My dick was harder as the feeling of pressure and those stabbing little pains in my chest spiked through my nipples. Which were visibly larger, along with my areolae, and as I looked at myself in the mirror, I could see that I was really growing little breasts of my own. My wife was standing in the door gawking at me as I was her. Her tits now at a full d cup as mine were a full b and climbing. That's when this very uncomfortable tightening, aching, and pulling sensation began to set in all across my body. My ribs hurt, just at the bottom, my hips and pelvis aching, even my torso felt like it was being squeezed. My shorts felt tighter as I half groaned/moaned. My muscles felt hot everywhere and I could tell that all of my body hair was diminishing. There was this increasing smoothness spreading everywhere as my body continued to feminize. I was hugging myself as all of my skeleton ached and felt like it was being stretched or squeezed as my chest started to gain a little weight. When I could focus a little, I looked up to see her watching me as she unconsciously kept fondling her own dd's as I was holding myself up with the wall and sink. Panting and groaning as my body continued to feminize more. The only part of me that wasn't changing was my dick and balls. Although my balls felt almost full and my dick was throbbing, right along with my nipples. That part was starting to feel pretty good. Especially when I jerked from a spike of pain in my now growing boobs, casuime to double over a bit and my boobs jiggled for the first time. My dark hair was already in my vision and my voice was sounding much more feminine and I couldn't feel my Adam's apple anymore. I went to my knees as my breasts accelerated their rate of growth, causing me to hold them and trying to cope with the spikes of pain as they continued their inevitable surge forth. Minutes later, I was laying on the floor panting like a dog, covered in my own cum and holding my triple d cup boobs. My wife was kneeling in the doorway, her juices dripping down the inside of her thighs. I swear she had to be near g cups. I couldn't believe that I'd just had the best orgasm of my life from being feminized because of my wife's excitement for finally getto have big tits and her carelessness of not reading the instructions. But I felt fucking amazing. When we were both able to get up, I turned the shower on and set the water for how I wanted it. I hadn't said a word and my wife had a very worried look on her face. I reached out for her and helped her up, "See what you did baby? You got me turned into a big tittied girl with a dick and I've made a mess of myself. Since it's uour fault that I'm now a dirty girl, I think it's your responsibility to clean me up." I could tell that she felt guilty that her mistake had these consequences, but she wouldn't quit looking at my tits. I mean that after all they were pretty from seeing my reflection in the mirror Hell, I even looked pretty fucking good for a middle-aged man turned transgender woman. If I do say so myself. Even though I have her shit for causing this I knew it was an honest mistake. And it wasn't like we could do anything about it right away. "Oh my god honey. I'm... I'm so sorry. Please forgive me," she was near full blown crying. I pulled her to me, hugging her close, and kissed her for my answer. Although I have to say I did whimper because of how sensitive my breasts and nipples had become. When I broke the kiss, she just looked at me, then down to our squished together cleavage. "I know this was an honest mistake and we can't do anything about it right now. And even though I am upset that this happened, I'm actually getting horny again. You ever fantasized about fucking a girl that has a dick?," I blurted. My wife smiled a little, biting her lip, and pulled me in for a kiss.
WARNING: This story contains pregnancy related belly inflation. Some stuffing and breast inflation are included as well. You have been warned.
SECONDARY WARNING: I'm not a writer. Grammatical errors and poor sentence structure may be ahead (I tried, but I'm not sure).
Alex was a good girl. She always did as she should and was nice to everyone. She never had to be punished when she was growing up either. Her parents loved her and other parents wished their kids were like her. Alex went through her life in a nice and 'safe' way. She didn't hang out with people who would get into trouble, she avoided drugs and alcohol, porn, R rated movies,
The Bellyworks Database
(Who’s who & what’s what in the Bellyverse)
Entry: 018
Outside a nondescript renovated garage two female forms come in for a landing. One woman is of an average shapely form. The other has a prominent midsection. Belly Girl and Plasti-girl of the Belly Brigade find themselves outside the headquarters of their little sister team, the Belly Back-up Brigade.
Tiffany gives the door a quick knock. The two hear movement from the inside. “Yeah, I got it. Hello may I…” says Kate Crossworth, the Belly Back-up known as Popstarr. The young woman freezes as she stares at the big round belly of one o
A mostly quiet birth by holykleenexbatman, literature
Literature
A mostly quiet birth
Her nurses' uniform had grown tight over the last nine months, but somehow she'd managed to squeeze her girth into the white dress. She stood at the emergency room counter, watching as a woman about her size was wheeled in, hissing and panting. It was obvious the woman was in labour, her partner panicking beyond belief as he followed along beside her.
"My wife's about to give birth!" he practically screamed at the nurse, causing her to flinch and touch her ears subtly. Lately, loud noises had been incredibly piercing. She felt a flutter in her belly and rubbed the round mass, easing her own unborn child. Clearly the baby didn't like the nois
Pregnant!ReaderxItaly- My Bambino by MewChero, literature
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Pregnant!ReaderxItaly- My Bambino
“Come out! Come out! Please come out!” Italy said as he rested his head on your swollen belly.
You smiled and ruffled your husband’s hair, “Feli, he or she will come out when they are good and ready. You can’t rush these things.”
“Awww….But I’a want to see our little bambino!”
You shake your head. You and your husband, Feliciano Vargas, who was in fact the very personification of the country of Italy, were expecting your first child. The two of you were supposed to be watching (insert favorite movie), but Italy was more interested in
talking about your soon to be born child.
&l
Belly Girl #56: Conniving Criminals
Belly Girl and Plasti-girl on a trip to the suburb Beltram Heights to visit the protégé team, the Belly Back-up Brigade find themselves in an improvised team up. Tiffany flies into the hazard zone caring the youngest of the team, Popstarr. Kate Crossworth is in a euphoric state flying with her idol. The two heroines spot the cause of the crisis.
Outside the local bank a ten foot robotic lobster has just destroyed the back wall leaving a huge hole in the building. Popstarr takes in huge gulps of air which in turn has her belly very swollen and round. Before the duo of big bellied heroines can con
Not A Normal Pregnancy. (ALIEN/INSTANT PREGNANCY) by ihatedeezy, literature
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Not A Normal Pregnancy. (ALIEN/INSTANT PREGNANCY)
I was just behind this heavily pregnant female as she went into the toilet. "God why cant there be more toilets!" I said clearly very annoyed, and of course that pregnant girl took so long, sometimes i wish i could be pregnant just to skip lines! The pregnant lady walked out, very tired and was holding her belly while walking off. I finally got in and sat on the seat. I sighed a sweat sigh of relief, but i felt something enter my vagina. "AH- What the hell was that!?" I checked the toilet, nothing there. I sat back down and looked at my belly, I should probably stop eating so much, I'm getting so bloated. "Gosh my belly- I look so fat.." . I left the toilets after that and got home, I started craving such weird things... I had so much food and I looked even fatter, I kind of looked... pregnant? I waddled to bed, I was getting big. "I need to go to the gym tomorrow." I started dreaming of giving birth.. And then I woke up and looked down, Did I pee myself? No.. I'm.. Giving birth!?
Nico was a college friend from Nappy, they hadn’t seen each other in almost four years since graduation. Nico had just move into the big city after finally leaving their hometown; Nappy decided to invite him over to her apartment to have some drinks and catch up. Nico arrived in time to Nappy’s apartment, so in time that Nappy wasn’t ready just yet; she told him to come in and make himself at home while she finished getting ready. Nico immediately went to the fridge for something to drink; the walk to Nappy’s apartment from his own had left him extremely tired. He found what seemed to be Coke in an unmarked jar, the fatigue prevented him from thinking it twice, so he served himself a glass of the “Coke” and drank it entirely. After a few minutes, Nappy finally came out of her room and greeted Nico with a big hug, her breast and belly were still a bit inflated from her last adventure with Nat, her roommate. Nico noticed this and was a bit shocked, Nappy saw his reaction and in order
Nellie's transfer trip by altimusprimal, literature
Literature
Nellie's transfer trip
This is a story for a friend --------------------------------------------------------- Nellie really enjoyed being a linguist. Learning new languages, studying different cultures, and dreaming about going to other countries to experience them. Her boyfriend supported her and wanted her to he happy. One day, she was informed about an opportunity to go study in Germany. She couldn't pass up the opportunity and instantly applied for the transfer. German was the language she was most fluent in and she just couldn't miss this. When she got home, Nellie informed him about the opportunity and that she already signed up. As long as she was accepted she'd be going, no matter where it took her. She was so excited that she literally bounced around their apartment for a minute. Nellie and her boyfriend had been each other's first loves. What she didn't know was that he secretly hoped that she'd take the opportunity to get a bit wild and party with the locals. He really hoped she'd make some "bad" decisions and cheat with whomever she liked. That way, she could come back and teach him some of the tricks she learned. After a week, Nellie got word that she'd been accepted into the exchange student program, even though she was in her mid twenties. She was so damned happy and jumped on her boyfriend. Tackling him onto their bed. Another thing she couldn't help herself about. Getting excited making her horny and acting on it. Nellie actually enjoyed being dominant in this way. Taking control sexually and having her way with her boyfriend. Two weeks later, Nellie was headed to the airport. Her boyfriend driving her out and to see her off. He really wanted to tell her that he wanted her to explore sexually while she was away, but he didn't want to make her feel like he didn't love or want her. He couldn't help getting a boner just thinking about her having sex with someone else, though. It was the way he was wired. He helped her get through the airport, check her luggage in, and get to the gate. She'd be gone for a year and he'd be home alone without her. More importantly, she'd be studying in an unfamiliar country without him. Free and clear to have as much fun as she wanted. She could get into as much mischief as she might want and he'd be none the wiser. That's what he was thinking about anyway. Which, of course, Nellie had no intention of cheating or getting into any untoward situations. She had some correspondence with the family she'd be staying with on her trip and they had a son that was a few years younger than her. Although she thought he was handsome, she had no intention of going there with him. She loved her boyfriend and she'd be coming back to him when the year was over. It wasn't like she'd never see him again, but she still kissed him deeply and lovingly before going to board her flight. He left to go home as Nellie worried about what might happen while she was away. On the drive home, he couldn't help getting an erection thinking about Nellie getting boned by the boy in the picture she showed him. What if she had sex with him? What if she got pregnant for him? The thought of her getting pregnant, growing big and round, her boobs growing bigger as they filled with milk was just too titillating. His erection grew tight in his jeans, throbbing mercilessly. Several hours later, Nellie was getting off the plane. She called him to let him know she got to Germany safely. They talked while she got her luggage and made her way to customs. He couldn't help thinking about Nellie, his plump girlfriend, getting drunk at a party with the boy in the picture, and having her way with him. The plan was that the wife would pick her up so she could take Nellie with her to get groceries. That way she could find out what Nellie liked and what she might want to try. That wasn't what happened, though. It was the son that welcomed her to Germany. He was definitely attractive. Tall, well built, dressed nicely. He even smelled good. Nellie was surprised by how attracted she was to him. They talked on the drive home, Hans telling her that if he could help her in her studies while she was there,she just needed to ask. She noticed that he was also stealing glances at her during their drive. She may have had a little weight on her but she was definitely cute. Her smile was pretty, too. After getting to the house, Hans helped get her luggage, following Nellie up the stairs. He couldn't help watching her butt while going up the stairs. Once she got settled in, she went down to the kitchen. Hans was there heating water for coffee and asked if she'd like some. Nellie asked if they had any tea, since she didn't like coffee. Of course they did and he offered her a few selections since his mom and dad both drank tea and coffee. Coffee was more a morning drink for them while tea was their drink of choice after. They talked for a while, Hans offered different things they did for fun around town. There was an alpine slide, hiking, snow skiing during the winter, and ice skating. His friends would hang out on the weekends and watch movies, play games, drink alcohol, and whatever else they could get up to. Hans offered to take Nellie along if she liked, which she happily agreed to. That night, Nellie finally met the parents, Marta and Jön. They were really very nice. Marta apologized for the change in plans for picking her up at the airport. Letting her know that she had to go in to work for a few hours on s big project. To be continued...
How I got into trouble Pt. 1 by rub-ger, literature
Literature
How I got into trouble Pt. 1
How I got into trouble pt. 1
Hi, my name is Sean. I'm a 5'10" 17 year old male who has just recently been through a weird situation. Here it is.
There are a pair of grogeous teen girls who live next door to me. Lauren and Amy were the same age as me and we've all been through school together. As we have grown up and hit our teens, I've found myself sexual attracted to the girls, and they also felt the same way. During our early teens we spent most of the time doing the "You show yours, I'll show mine" situations, but never had sex.
One night I went over to their house to watch some movies. Their mother was out that night, and I had a guess
Nellie's transfer trip: cursing by altimusprimal, literature
Literature
Nellie's transfer trip: cursing
Nellie didn't know how to deal with her urges about Hans. He didn't really push her to spend more time with him either. Which is part of why she became more infatuated with him. He knew she had a boyfriend and that night they spent together was a drunken mistake. Even though she was the one to initiate everything. He figured she was drunk enough to mistake him for her boyfriend and even his friends were saying it was a fluke. So he didn't really say anything else about that night. His biggest problem was that he continued to have fantasies about the older woman that took him, made him cum for her. He loved that she took control as he was less experienced concerning sex, but she seemed to enjoy herself. Another problem was that she hadn't been feeling well recently. It had been a couple of weeks since that night they had and he had been trying to keep from giving in to his urges about her. But with her hair being black, and coming home with her hair at shoulder length, he just couldn't help himself. He laid in his bed watching tv and couldn't get tired enough to fall asleep. That's when he decided to play with his tool to see if that would help. He pictured a couple girls that he'd been interested in at school. But they still weren't giving him that real thrill he needed. Not until Nellie popped into mind. Replaying that night when she sat on him, took her shirt off and exposed her bare breasts to him. They were nice and he enjoyed playing with them. Nellie taking control was what turned him on the most, though. He got rock hard about that. Imagining her mounting him, sinking down on him. The way she moved while riding him. Bringing his hands to her tits, rolling her nipples and hearing her moan as he pulled gently. He couldn't help himself and soon was moaning her name as he exploded all over himself. What he didn't think about was that she could have possibly heard him playing. Which, unfortunately for her, she did. Nellie thought it sweet that he was having fantasies about her. And even though she knew it was wrong, this got her thinking about Hans. How good he felt inside of her. How big he was, filling her up and almost stretching her. How he timidly played with yer tits, rolling her nipples softly as she picked up the pace. He really did remind her a lot of her boyfriend back home. She wasn't meaning to but she was thinking about her boyfriend that she'd talked to yesterday. She even sent him pictures of her with her new hairstyle. He raved about how good she looked with black hair and that shorter hair made her sexier. But hearing Hans calling her name as he, apparently, came had her shifting her thoughts to him. She didn't realize it at first but by the time she did, it was too late. She was too far gone and too close to her orgasm to stop. She came hard, her legs shaking and weak as she was rolling her own nipple and pulling at it just right sent her over the edge. She did what she could to be quiet. Which didn't help much, as she'd find out. The next morning, she was getting up to go to the bathroom and ran into Hans. He was only wearing his boxers and apologized for being so indecent with a guest in the house. Nellie noticed how he had started to get hard in front of her. She was wearing a night gown that showed her cleavage. She blushed, realizing what he was looking at, and tried her best to keep her top closed. She wasn't trying to flaunt her body, like she knew he wasn't trying to flaunt his growing erection. Neither of them moving out of the bathroom doorway as Hans was trying to let his erection cool off under his hands. Nellie was actually flattered by this and a serious thought ran through her mind. What if she teased him about hearing him? And she did. Telling him that she heard him call her name last night. He clapped his hand over his mouth, letting his erection spring free, his face becoming beet red in embarrassment that she'd heard him. This only piqued her interest a little more. Her nipples got hard, showing through her gown unintentionally. Something in her brain shifted and she grinned about how he got even harder when she realized how her nipples were tenting against her gown. The playful excitement of him getting hard over her, mixed with her arousal increasing, Nellie backed him against the door. Pressing herself against him, rubbing his erection through his boxers only making it worse. He tried to push her back until she slipped her hand inside his boxers, wrapping her hand around the base of his mostly erect dick. Her lips tenderly kissing at his chest as she squeezed at his stiffening erection. He told her he couldn't do this to her and her boyfriend again, but Nellie needed him. She pulled him free of his boxers, that lovely strong sausage of his throbbing at attention for her. He begged her to stop. She nipped at his nipple and told him to shut up. That she wanted this and he'd let her have it. Just before she knelt on front of him. Pulling her breasts out and wrapping his meat in her cleavage. Hans groaned and she teased him more, asking if this was what he was fantasizing about last night while he thought about her. She couldn't stop herself. It was like someone else was in control of her brain. She had her tits squeezed around him, feeling that beautiful erection throbbing between her tender breasts. It only made her hotter and get wetter. She looked up at him as she stretched out her tongue towards him. Letting her tongue wiggle as it closed the distance. He told Nellie no, reminding her that she already had a boyfriend at home. At least he tried to before her mouth wrapped his throbbing sausage in its warm, wet embrace. Then she sucked at the tip, letting her slutty tongue bathe it. Sparks of pleasure shot through him, up his spine, throughout his body as her hands pawed at him. She asked if he was really having fantasies about her sexually. Again her mouth sliding over his erection as he groaned. If she didn't stop, he wasn't going to be able to. Then that warm, wet, hungry mouth was sliding up and down his shaft for a minute. "Tell me Hans. Is that why you called my name last night? Because you couldn't help thinking about me riding you," she asked. Hans nodded the affirmative since he wasn't able to speak properly. Whatever it was making her so horny had her grinning from ear to ear. She took him into her mouth as deeply as she could manage. Then she was pulling his boxers down his legs. "Nellie, we can't. Your boyfriend...,"Hans tried to dissuade her, but she kissed his balls and licked up the length of his shaft. Stopping to suck at the head and licking the crease. Hans knees weakened, causing him to hold onto the door and grab the cabinet just inside the bathroom. She couldn't help herself as she sucked him as he grunted. "Mmmmm, yours is bigger than his. I like that," Nellie told him. Hans put his hand on her head to steady himself, and was intending to try to stop her. But her mouth felt so good. The next thing he knew, Nellie was dragging him into the bathroom, stripping her gown off and letting it drop to the floor. "Shut the door Hans and come shower with me," Nellie said seductively. Her cute ass jiggling a little before she bent over to turn the water on. "Fuck," he growled and shut the door. An hour later, they both walked out doing the walk of shame. He was limping from his encounter with her. Nellie went straight to her room, distraught about what she just did. She couldn't understand why she did it. She hadn't planned on fucking Hans again, but when she saw his erection it was like somebody reached into her brain and flipped a switch. She'd gotten so horny and needy so suddenly. And seeing the bulge of him through his boxers was such a turn on. Her heart sank about having an affair with Hans and not being drunk. She tried to rationalize what happened. But then her stomach began to roll on her and she ran to the bathroom. A few minutes later, Nellie came back out. Teeth freshly brushed. Her stomach still queasy. Something wasn't right. Nellie got dressed and asked Hans if he'd take her to town to the chemist. Telling him she didn't feel good and wanting to get something for her stomach. But even with something to settle her gut, she continued to be nauseous. She wondered if that first night she was with Hans could have caused her to have gotten pregnant. Which is why she also picked up a couple of pregnancy tests. To be continued...