Posting for the first time because I can relate to these experience SO much. A few years ago a new girl starts in the office, I did not find her noticeable at the beginning. To the point that a female friend of mine says, on the first day, that she thinks she's pregnant (because her lower back was arched) and I did not care. She sat right next to me and we became friendly, we went for walks and talked a fair amount. She became bigger and I didn't care. I don't think I jerked off to her even once, and once she posted a photo of herself pregnant on facebook, I thought of saving it and didn't because I thought I would never care.

She goes on maternity leave, has the baby and comes back after a few months. Everything is normal until suddenly, I realise I had a crush on her. Big one. I was angry at myself for this, but then we don't choose who we fall for. She notices, and gets some distance but not too much. I think she liked the attention, as far as i know the husband is pretty absent. Lockdown comes, I limit contact but it's hard. She messages me to say she's pregnant again. This time it was hard, like really hard.

I have no idea if it would have been worse if we were going to work and I got to see her becoming large in person, or not. In some sense, not seeing her was worse, as I was left imagining things. This sounds OCD, I know, but I spent months knowing that she was home, her belly was getting bigger and harder. Thinking of the curve of her stomach, the bellybutton popping out, her in the shower, or sleeping in bed with a huge pregnant stomach. I still can't get out of my head what it must have been like, that she walked around for months with a huge belly, probably with little clothing during the summary and I had no part in it at all. I don't even know is she put on extra weight or it was all in the belly. I think in particular about how hard her stomach must have been, and the curve where the belly joined the hips (one on my favourite parts of pregnancy). I'm also into vore (sorry I know it's not everyone's cup of tea) so there's the added attraction.

It's like there is a person I love, with the most attractive physical attributes I can think of, and I can't do a single thing about it.

She's back now, flat belly and all. Great ass too. But the idea of what I missed is difficult to deal with. Also hard to reconcile with the 0 level of interest I had when she was pregnant the first time. I am finding it for some reason very destabilising, and I'm wondering if I crossed the line of what's healty into the land of pregnancy obsession, and I need to take a break from the fetish.

It's funny the ebbs and flows of this kink. Like, sometimes I'll see a pregnant woman and think, "Oh, she's cute", then occasionally the attraction (in a general sense of the word) becomes obsessive and fantasising about pregnancy is on your mind constantly.

(June 26, 2023, 12:25 pm)notmyname Thanks.

(June 26, 2023, 12:04 pm)DrPowers

(June 26, 2023, 11:48 am)notmyname My ex - who I fantasized numerous times about getting pregnant because she would have looked incredible - lied about being pregnant by someone else when she wasn’t when we broke up.

That was a headfuck in just about every way conceivable.

That's awful I'm sorry to hear that

Thanks. Like your ex she would have looked amazing pregnant, a short, thick (almost chubby), busty Asian girl, but also one of the most confused, complicated people I've ever met, so it was probably for the best.

Funnily enough I was in the same situation with this ex, it wasn't volatile as such, we weren't behaving like the Jerry Springer show or anything but it was like on again off again and I think I was commitment - phobic at that time too. Having said that if I'd have gotten her pregnant I'd have done my best to make it work, but it's easy now to say that with the benefit of hindsight.

I dated a lot in my 20s. I waited for seemingly ever for one of them to get pregnant. Then in my 30s it obviously happened a lot more. I quite enjoy seeing people I have had sex with get pregnant.

Had a ex in a similar situation. In 2008 She was a cute lil hispanic gal pretty petite. Around that time she cheated on me with a guy from out of town so I broke it off with her and then moved to go to college. Came back like in 2019 and she got faaaaaaaat. Like immensely, she went from like a 130-140lb girl to a 300+lb heifer. She was a round ball of blubber at that point. Then in 2021 i see on facebook she announced her pregnancy. And when i say this i dont mean it lightly. She got absolutely massive, met her at the costco near my girlfriend’s parents house. She was about 6 months when i saw her and She did remember me she tried to catch up and stuff but I couldn’t help but notice how “rotund” she was. She was so big and heavy at that point she got winded talking to me. A little bit of me thought this is what she deserved but yeah

One of my exes had two kids later on and made sure to constantly complain about both pregnancies on Facebook. She didn't have any complications whatsoever, and it wasn't even the tongue-in-cheek self-deprecating complaining like some women do. It was "I fucking hate being pregnant", "maternity clothes are shit", "this better be worth it", "won't let my husband touch me" kind of stuff. She also refused to let any photos be taken of her for any reason.

I sure dodged a bullet with that one!

I have and I'm happy for her and her wife.  I have only had  2 serious relationships with women.  One was my ex in HS who is a lesbian .  The other is my wife

I'm luckier!  I have only had 2 ex girlfriends and 1 of them does not want children and the other I have never seen or heard from after our breakup .. fortunately because she is really the devil herself hahaha.  but if my 1st ex was pregnant I would be very jealous for 40 weeks and send her every week for pictures

Just found out another ex who I am still close friends with got engaged. Know for a fact she wants kids too.

I have to say that I've really enjoyed reading through this thread. Thanks to everyone who has contributed to far. 

I admit that in the latter half of my twenties, it was genuinely soul crushing to see people of my age going through the 'usual' motions of engagement, marriage and children whilst I sat (and continue to do to - a decade on), still stuck in the same boat. I've learnt to just accept it now. I'm older and wiser, but I have to say the pain at the time did genuinely lead me down the path of depression. 

I know my biggest crush from my high school days got married around seven or eight years ago - which I will admit did 'hit' me more than I thought it would have. She then moved away shortly afterwards (about thirty miles east) and I've never heard or seen about her since. I remember she used to work in a pub literally around the corner from where I worked and whilst I never had the chance to speak to her whenever I was there, I knew she recognised me as I saw, out the corner of my eye, her looking at me quite a number of times... Do I regret not saying something? Hmm... In a way, yes. However, I remember on her social media at the time (now long since deleted), she had a boyfriend. If I knew she was single...well...I might just have asked how she was e.t.c. I don't really dwell on it any more as it was a long time ago when I had my long-standing teenage crush on her. People change over time. I'll always remember her fondly and I've just left it at that. I really hope she's enjoying her life. 

My 'second biggest' crush from high school is someone who I bumped into purely by chance when I met up with another old school friend at a local pub about five(ish) years ago. She had literally not changed at all since the last time I saw her face to face (which would have been when we were around 18). Incredibly attractive indeed, very friendly towards me and by this time she had already had a child that I knew about. I think she was only 19 when she got pregnant, too. As far as I'm aware she was still with the father but wasn't married. In hindsight if I knew just how nice she turned out to be (character-wise), I absolutely would have made much more efforts with her in those latter high school days! I would have absolutely loved to have seen her pregnant as she had quite the slim figure before and subsequently after that pregnancy. 

I used to have quite a crush on a woman in work who I know is single, has no children and is two years younger than myself. Sounds ideal, right? Wrong. I made some 'underhand' efforts with her for a good couple of years but I really shouldn't have waisted my time. Cutting a long story short, it turns out she's not particularly fond of me at all (lets just say I may have not been in eyeshot, but was in earshot when things have been said behind my back) which did upset me...and for quite some time afterwards. The biggest confidence knock I've ever had - and I've never had a much of it to begin with. It's not too often I read people incorrectly, but I very much read her wrong. Leading on from this, it turns out she only really likes very short relationships and is self-confessed to be picky. Needless to say, I did eventually get over that crush, although it does still hurt me some of the things I know she thinks about me which are fundamentally untrue.