10 years old the first time I get fascinated by a pregnant belly. I don't know if it was the perfect round shape, the ballooned boobs, the way the belly button was about to pop, how the lady waddles, how she was shameless to burp or fart in public, etc but I fell in love with that view. My love for pregnant bellies grows with the age and I try to capture every moment a pregnant bump was on my way. During my teenagehood I did my first handjobs thinking in the pregnant bellies I saw on the street: the cashier, the neighbor. It was amazing when I was able to see that belly changing from a tiny belly to a gigantic watermelon. In those years, the internet wasn't there. So my only chance to enjoy my fetish was to remember those pregnant I saw on the street, read magazines, or watch any film where most of the ladies were wearing horrible cushions.....
It was a few years later when the internet arrives and I was able to dive into the amazing world of pregnancy. I started looking for porn sites but pornography wasn't for me. Then I discovered the maternity forum: a bunch of pregnant ladies sharing their stuff. Speaking about how big they were, how much their boobs have grown, or how scared they were about labor and postpartum. Those forums had plenty of stuff. The pictures were bad quality but for me were paradise. Sometimes, I entered those forums with fake IDs to interact with the ladies. That way I could enjoy more pictures and especially could have amazing conversations speaking about how they feel.
Then, youtube appears and with it, a bunch of amazing content: pregnancy blogs, pregnant ladies dancing, pregnant women doing Lamaze. For someone who has to use his imagination or a bunch of pictures from a magazine, Youtube was heaven. I used to download the best things to enjoy it, as sometimes videos were deleted as most of the ladies receive weird comments (you have to enjoy what you see but never show it. You scare them easily).
My love for pregnant bellies grows and grows until the point it was the only thing that help me jerk off. Only when I was dating a girl I could have an erection without having to use the view of one of those amazing round bodies. But then a miracle happens. I dated a girl and we conceive. At first, I was scared. As I wasn't expecting to become a parent and it wasn't the right time. Then she told me she wouldn't want to abort so I had no option: or I accept the kid or a baby would be in this world without knowing his father. One of my fear was controlling my fetish in front of her. As I knew that her body changes will arise me. In the beginning, there were no changes at all. I was so focused in find a place to live together and do the maths. Times flies and we moved together. Then I was busy with the house (she was puking like hell) and the job so I was able to control myself. At 4 months pregnant we started to see changes: her boobs grew a couple of sizes, and her belly started to round a bit. The next month she grew a bit and I was able to capture all those changes by taking a lot of pictures (she wasn't in the mood sometimes but I tried to have a good memory of that journey. Her friends and mine commented on our social media that I was taking too many pictures). I was able to control myself when we were at the medical check-up or we were in front of others but at home, I was constantly horny (normally is the lady who gets the hormones but in my case seeing her getting rounder gets me randy a lot). She wasn't getting so big but even so, I was enjoying all the changes. I remember once that she was away on travel and sent me a picture of her nipples: “look how weird is getting.”After she came back I was all over her all the time and at the same time, I was concerned about her health and enjoying the connection with the baby (I was constantly speaking to the baby in the belly and rubbing her belly).
One day her belly changed from a tiny thing you couldn't guess she was pregnant (she was a bit chubby) to a round thing that was an obvious pregnant belly (Not big but at least people started to doubt giving her the seat in the public transport). She was starting to waddle a bit and I love the way all the curves matches now her prominent bump. Those weren't the only changes. She was feeling better after nausea left and she was asking for lots of cravings. At night she was farting nonstop. Well... one thing is to see a video of pregnant farting but having to smell those farts all night wasn't funny but it was a price to pay and I knew she was very concerned so I try to downplay trying to make her comfortable, as I knew she was having a hard time looking all the changes on herself.
By the end of the pregnancy, she wasn't that big (at week 38 a lady in the Lamaze asked her if she was also starting the course)but I knew the baby was big inside her tiny frame and she was very uncomfortable. At that stage, I didn't try to push her into having sex as I knew she wasn't in the mood (she never was, to be honest). I did my best trying to push her into going for a walk as the doctor said she needs to. The problem was obvious: she was tired, sciatica was killing her and she said she feels pressure in her vagina. Even so, she wasn't packing pounds. Her belly just rounded a bit and get the tightness of a drum when you touched it. I try to take as many pictures as I could as I knew it was a once time experience and I wanted to have something to show to my daughter when she grows (I even tried to tape her speaking to our daughter but she was too shy to speak).
She went overdue and I insisted to go for a walk. One day we went for a walk and her belly dropped a bit looking a bit bigger but that night she enters labor and all I have is my memory to remember those moments. A few months later she confessed to me that she founds some of the videos and found out about my fetish. It was the beginning of the end. So guys, if you have the fetish and your partner gets pregnant, be open and tell them. It's better so. She discovers in the third trimester of her pregnancy and looking back that was one of the reasons she wasn't in the mood and she didn't like to have so much attention.
It was a few years later when the internet arrives and I was able to dive into the amazing world of pregnancy. I started looking for porn sites but pornography wasn't for me. Then I discovered the maternity forum: a bunch of pregnant ladies sharing their stuff. Speaking about how big they were, how much their boobs have grown, or how scared they were about labor and postpartum. Those forums had plenty of stuff. The pictures were bad quality but for me were paradise. Sometimes, I entered those forums with fake IDs to interact with the ladies. That way I could enjoy more pictures and especially could have amazing conversations speaking about how they feel.
Then, youtube appears and with it, a bunch of amazing content: pregnancy blogs, pregnant ladies dancing, pregnant women doing Lamaze. For someone who has to use his imagination or a bunch of pictures from a magazine, Youtube was heaven. I used to download the best things to enjoy it, as sometimes videos were deleted as most of the ladies receive weird comments (you have to enjoy what you see but never show it. You scare them easily).
My love for pregnant bellies grows and grows until the point it was the only thing that help me jerk off. Only when I was dating a girl I could have an erection without having to use the view of one of those amazing round bodies. But then a miracle happens. I dated a girl and we conceive. At first, I was scared. As I wasn't expecting to become a parent and it wasn't the right time. Then she told me she wouldn't want to abort so I had no option: or I accept the kid or a baby would be in this world without knowing his father. One of my fear was controlling my fetish in front of her. As I knew that her body changes will arise me. In the beginning, there were no changes at all. I was so focused in find a place to live together and do the maths. Times flies and we moved together. Then I was busy with the house (she was puking like hell) and the job so I was able to control myself. At 4 months pregnant we started to see changes: her boobs grew a couple of sizes, and her belly started to round a bit. The next month she grew a bit and I was able to capture all those changes by taking a lot of pictures (she wasn't in the mood sometimes but I tried to have a good memory of that journey. Her friends and mine commented on our social media that I was taking too many pictures). I was able to control myself when we were at the medical check-up or we were in front of others but at home, I was constantly horny (normally is the lady who gets the hormones but in my case seeing her getting rounder gets me randy a lot). She wasn't getting so big but even so, I was enjoying all the changes. I remember once that she was away on travel and sent me a picture of her nipples: “look how weird is getting.”After she came back I was all over her all the time and at the same time, I was concerned about her health and enjoying the connection with the baby (I was constantly speaking to the baby in the belly and rubbing her belly).
One day her belly changed from a tiny thing you couldn't guess she was pregnant (she was a bit chubby) to a round thing that was an obvious pregnant belly (Not big but at least people started to doubt giving her the seat in the public transport). She was starting to waddle a bit and I love the way all the curves matches now her prominent bump. Those weren't the only changes. She was feeling better after nausea left and she was asking for lots of cravings. At night she was farting nonstop. Well... one thing is to see a video of pregnant farting but having to smell those farts all night wasn't funny but it was a price to pay and I knew she was very concerned so I try to downplay trying to make her comfortable, as I knew she was having a hard time looking all the changes on herself.
By the end of the pregnancy, she wasn't that big (at week 38 a lady in the Lamaze asked her if she was also starting the course)but I knew the baby was big inside her tiny frame and she was very uncomfortable. At that stage, I didn't try to push her into having sex as I knew she wasn't in the mood (she never was, to be honest). I did my best trying to push her into going for a walk as the doctor said she needs to. The problem was obvious: she was tired, sciatica was killing her and she said she feels pressure in her vagina. Even so, she wasn't packing pounds. Her belly just rounded a bit and get the tightness of a drum when you touched it. I try to take as many pictures as I could as I knew it was a once time experience and I wanted to have something to show to my daughter when she grows (I even tried to tape her speaking to our daughter but she was too shy to speak).
She went overdue and I insisted to go for a walk. One day we went for a walk and her belly dropped a bit looking a bit bigger but that night she enters labor and all I have is my memory to remember those moments. A few months later she confessed to me that she founds some of the videos and found out about my fetish. It was the beginning of the end. So guys, if you have the fetish and your partner gets pregnant, be open and tell them. It's better so. She discovers in the third trimester of her pregnancy and looking back that was one of the reasons she wasn't in the mood and she didn't like to have so much attention.
