I Say This As A Tgirl With Like, A Pretty Decently Sized Cock And Who's Been Off Hrt Long Enough To Have

Imagining getting pregnant while in a polycule. Maybe there’s three or four of us, but I’m the only one willing or that can conceive. We all want children, have decided how we’d raise them, and they decide it’s time to knock me up and make us the parents we’ve always wanted to be. I’m off T for a few months, off birth control, ovulating.

We all get together the one night, and have me lay down on the bed in one of their laps, kissing between their legs, maybe I can hear them chuckle a bit from above me as they guide me further between, lapping at them. Then one of the other members goes between my legs, cock thrusting in, telling me how well I’m taking it, that I’m gonna be such a good little papa for our little one. The one I’m laying on soothes me, repeats what a good hole I am, how pretty I’ll look as their pregnant man. And the fourth waits their turn, smoothing their hands over my belly, telling me they can feel how deep it’s going, stroking in tandem with the thrusts.

When the first lets it out inside of me, their seed, filling me to the brim, the next comes over and does the same, with quicker thrusts, less languid and loving than the first out of sheer desperation, the need to inseminate me. The pure desire to watch me swell up with a child.

And when I finally get that positive test, I’m doted on, loved, hands on my belly, kisses down my neck. Prince treatment for their good, pregnant boy. Discussions about whose sperm actually made me swell like this, until we go for that pivotal ultrasound, the first checkup. We find out it’s twins, fraternal. There’s a chance they’ve both done it. We hope for it.

Of course, with two in there, I get heavy quickly. Looking ready to pop by midway through, what would usually be a cute, barely cumbersome bump is stretched and heavy, making me huff and waddle around as all three of my partners continue to dote, to kiss, to help me with those needs I can no longer reach between my legs. They’d tease me when they see how much my tdick twitches when they remind me I was so good for them, to the point I gave us two. And they’ll have all four of us to care for them in the way they deserve, as a unit, our own little village. I’d be able to cum with a warm swell in my chest, feeling loved, cared for, that heavy weight in my belly in the way I feel I need.

The prince treatment for their perfect breeder.

Yes?

(A very inaccurate take on 18th Century Stays and the inherent intimacy of dressing)

i wanna tease someone and edge them for hours, listening to them whine in frustration whenever i stop. then i start counting down and increasing their pleasure. right when they get to the very edge and go over, i'll pull my fingers away and watch them come from nothing. their body trembles as their hips twitch and they seek any kind of friction. they whine and beg to come. i just grin and tell them that i did let them come. when they beg for more, i start another round of edging~

never kill yourself there's trans people who will be your sibling or parent incestuously

*thru tears* what if... i was a little stuffed animal. and you lvoed me so much? and hugged me to sleep and i was your favourite and andnyou always missed me when you couldn't cuddle me and whenever you woke uppl and saw me fallen by the side of the bed you'd go "oh no!!" and you'd pick me up and give me a big squeeze for being so brave down the side of the bed

“look at that doggy in the mirror. isn’t she so pretty? dont you wanna kiss her? go ahead. give her a kiss.” as they shove my face into the mirror so hard it hurts n force me to lick n drool all over my reflection

scruffy puppygirl who you liked the vibe of so you invited her to hang with you then at the end of the day she didn’t have anywhere to go so she just kinda followed you home

she never picked out a name she liked and she hates her old name but her collar just reads “STRAY” so you can call her that if you want. she’s never had an owner before so she doesn’t really know how this works

she’s kinda hungry. no it’s fine, she’s not picky, she’ll eat whatever you want to have. yeah, she does like pizza, actually, thank you!

she feels bad for taking up space in your house, she knows it’s kinda small and you don’t have a spare bedroom but the couch is ok and- your bed?? really? are you sure? she doesn’t want to be a bother but if you insist

your bed is so comfortable, and your hands- no no keep petting her! if you don’t mind of course. it’s kinda nice… would it be ok if she kissed you? maybe just a lil cheek kiss? you’ve been so nice to her…

thinking abt them keeping me high, just constantly feeding me edibles n upping the mg any time i start coming down until im a panicky mess n begging them to let the high wear off n instead they just fuck me thru it real mean while i hyperventilate </3

No sweetie, you misunderstood. When I said lets play with dolls, I was talking about you