Three Hours Ago Your Belly Was Flat. Now, You Find Yourself Walking, Waiting, Dreading. What Will Happen

Not usually into birthing but this was hot

Del-Ken's Curse was the alpha and omega for so many of us. This primal, horrific pregnancy curse that grows relentlessly, kicking to life slowly despite being unwanted.

So much of modern belly expansion and pregnancy horror comes from this single comic - the phrase, "hard and unyeilding to the touch," alone - that it is a travesty to not celebrate this masterpiece on Tumblr.

Raise a glass to Del-Ken and Curse.

Del-Ken: https://www.deviantart.com/del-ken

Crossection of an Omega style male pregnancy.

Anal birth can be just as exciting as vaginal.

If you are pregnant with something (or somethings) you don't understand, please contact me.

"It doesn't feel right! It's not right! Something feels wrong! You're not listening to me!"

Shout-out if you want that to be you. Dm me.

Always fantasized on getting a pregnancy ultrasound

Spontaneous pregnancy may feel initially like a blessing!

But please, learn from these people who lost their lives to the outbreak of insemination.

Please be aware! If you are swelling unnaturally, or feel a mound under your navel, you may be affected! It's more than you think!

I think there was something wrong with that boba I got yesterday >.<

(This is my first time talking in a video pls be nice)

you have a gif that you’ve used a few times of a man in red putting some sort of powder on a pregnant woman’s stomach, forcing her into labor in some sort of ritual. do you know what movie that’s from? it looks so familiar but i can’t find anything!

Hi, it's from Soul's Midnight 2006.

It's been a whole year since you got pregnant, and you still have no idea when you're going to pop. At this point, you're afraid to. After all, your belly slaps against your knees while walking (not that you do much walking these days, but you have to circulate blood through your legs somehow). It's a monstrous thing, your womb. It's full and tight, stretched beyond reasonable limits... but you've long since departed the shores of reason. That day when the ultrasound revealed you were going to have three babies, it feels like a lifetime ago. But here you are, all four of you. Yup, even at your ludicrous size, there's still only three in there. You don't need a scan to tell you that; you know the shape and size of your babies like the back of your hand. Your three overdue, perfectly healthy, impossibly large babies.

It seems like I spend all of my time reclined in bed, rubbing the sides of my ever-moving, painfully overdue baby belly, stretched to the brink of bursting with my overfed and overgrown triplets. They have very little room to move, which seems to agitate them, making them kick and shove against each other, and most of all, the tight walls of my womb. I'm wearing a pair of stretchy sweatpants that used to be baggy, and now are squeezed tight around my hips and ass, digging into the plush flesh, so fattened by pregnancy. My tits are stretching my shirt, nipples leaking milk near constantly, both teats already producing enough to feed the huge babies I'm growing.

I finally decide to make myself try and get out of bed, and I realize that today is the day I'm too big to even move. I think labor must be coming soon, and while I'm terrified, I'm also desperate to get these giant, heavy babies out of my belly. I swear I can hear my skin creaking with every wriggle and kick, my big, red, popped belly button regularly sticking out further when one of the babies kicks behind it.

All I've done is eat and grow. After gorging myself on more food than I've eaten in my life, enough food to make me gain fifty pounds overnight, my belly feels painfully tight, stuffed with the entire contents of my kitchen and the monstrous triplets I've been carrying inside my belly for a full twelve months, maybe more. I groan, leaning back about as far as my swollen girth will allow. It hurts so much more than usual, and I'm beginning to truly worry that I'm about to burst, when a harsh contraction makes me scream as a flood of fluids gushes from between my wide spread legs, like a dam had burst inside of me.

I've been feeling a baby's head low in my hips for months, but now more than ever. It feels like the baby would just fall out of me if it were a normal size. I'm stuck here, wailing and pushing, struggling to birth my horrifyingly oversized litter, crowning an impossibly huge head into my tight sweatpants for hours.