(April 24, 2017, 6:41 am)BigBellies I wIsh you could make any woman pregnant, cause it's your will. With any amount of babies but they start out at 9 months for 9 months but will no true discomfort. Also a uncontrollable sexy feeling about themselves bring very public about there boldies.

They should feel free to wear a bare midriff that shows the belly out in full view. If i had that power I would probably impregnate them with twins, triplets....all kept at the 9 month state ready to pop

I have lots of fantasies. Here's one.

My crush asks me to have a threesome with him and his partner. when we're in the bedroom I lie and say I'm on the pill. He cums in me. I hold on to him so he can't pull out and we're starring into each other's eyes and I smile. I see in his eye that he's just realised I lied but his partner hasn't figured it out yet and we don't say anything. When he sees me start to grow over the months I catch him starring at me and I flirt right in front of his partner. She hate me. I cry to him because my baby won't have a daddy. He leaves his partner and he promises to look after me and love me and the baby. I tell him okay but only if there are more babies. Our child is going to want a younger brother or sister. He realised how sexy I look carrying his baby and agree to knock me up as many times as I want.

(April 24, 2017, 1:41 pm)broody_english_girl I have lots of fantasies. Here's one.

My crush asks me to have a threesome with him and his partner. when we're in the bedroom I lie and say I'm on the pill. He cums in me. I hold on to him so he can't pull out and we're starring into each other's eyes and I smile. I see in his eye that he's just realised I lied but his partner hasn't figured it out yet and we don't say anything. When he sees me start to grow over the months I catch him starring at me and I flirt right in front of his partner. She hate me. I cry to him because my baby won't have a daddy. He leaves his partner and he promises to look after me and love me and the baby. I tell him okay but only if there are more babies. Our child is going to want a younger brother or sister. He realised how sexy I look carrying his baby and agree to knock me up as many times as I want.

   

my fantasy is having a partner i really love so much, a very fresh relationship. i'm young, maybe 11-13 years young and the doctor found out that i'm so very fertile that i have risks to get only a lot of multiples when i get pregnant. and so it comes. i plan with my boyfriend to get 1000 kids. the next night (one night before my birthday) i have sex with my boyfriend. we use a fertility drug and from this moment he cums inside me i carry a very giant and heavy belly full with very active babies inside, make me moaning the whole day - until my 47th birthday. all half year i give birth to 15 babies in a natural way and when the babies are born the next ones grow rapidly, then growing stops at full term and i carry them another next months around. i have to rest in bed and eat all time. my partner and i have sex bareback and he rubbs my belly and feels the babies moving. we live with staff in a very big house or palace with a large garden and adventure-playgrounds for the kids.

My personal fantasy is getting my future girlfriend pregnant by a black guy multiple times and always being able to feel the black babies inside her big pretty belly, I'll work hard to make it come true.

Great pregnant fantasies-

I must agree with jfingers with my ultimate pregnant fantasy with a slight twist-
I have a few favorite fantasies. Here's one of them:

It is set back in the 1950's before there were birth control pills and society was more disapproving of pregnancy out of wedlock. If a girl got pregnant, her family would send her to a "home for unwed mothers" until she delivered. Then she'd go home and the baby would be put up for adoption.

I inherited a convenience store from my uncle in a distant town. Soon after I re-open the store I meet this hot young girl and we begin a glorious sexual affair. ("Don't worry, baby, Birth control is all taken care of.") After two months or so, it's guess what, I'm pregnant! After the shock wears off, she explains that I didn't make her pregnant. She lives in the maternity home around the corner. She's about to start showing, and she wants to give me a graceful out if I don't want to date a pregnant girl. I, of course, suggest a wait-and-see approach. Our glorious sexual affair gets even more glorious while she gets nice and big.

One day, she makes her next big confession: "Oh, honey, I think I made a terrible mistake last night. The other girls all asked me where I go in the evenings. Do I have a lover? Does he like pregnant girls? They all just kept asking. I finally broke down and told them it was you. I hope you don't mind."

So, there are about 150 girls living just around the corner in the maternity home. They are bored, lonely, horny, and painfully aware that they can't get any more pregnant than they are now. All of them are in various stages of pregnancy and looking for some fun. Their pregnancies are their key to a carefree, joyful sex life if only they can find a partner. And now, all of them know how much I like pregnant girls.

I quickly become a sex god to these girls. They compete for my time in the evening. When a girl is just starting to show, she wants me to fuck her while she goes from 8-week agility to 41-week immobility. If she is already huge, she wants me to put her into labor. Lots of these girls have very interesting backgrounds and tastes. All of them love dick and to feel me fill their pussies to overflowing. Best of all, there is a small dormitory on the first floor. All the girls have to live there when they are two or three weeks from their due date so they can be near the Labor and Delivery room.The dormitory is called the Big House because all of the home's biggest pregnant girls live there. And those poor, bored, enormous pregnant girls have stolen a key to the back door so they can have visitors any time they like.

My personal twist is - for some reason, whenever the girls come (pun intended) in contact with me or are simply around me physically, their bellies grow exponentially. They feel a strange and compelling warmth when within 25ft of me causing their tummies to surge at whatever stage they happen to be in.

(October 11, 2018, 7:53 am)Porkchop Great pregnant fantasies-

I must agree with jfingers with my ultimate pregnant fantasy with a slight twist-
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My personal twist is - for some reason, whenever the girls come (pun intended) in contact with me or are simply around me physically, their bellies grow exponentially. They feel a strange and compelling warmth when within 25ft of me causing their tummies to surge at whatever stage they happen to be in.

Now, THAT sounds like fun!

So in my fantasy it is where me and my pregnant mom are currently relaxing at home. We are watching TV and she hasn't noticed that I'm rubbing her pregnant belly under her clothing. My hand also starts to move down towards her pussy that's been silently screaming "Cum play with me!! Cum play with me!!" So my hand goes there and while I'm playing with it my mom's belly starts to twitch and she begins to moan in a loud sexy way. Then my other hand starts to fondle one of her breast as a little bit of foreplay to some real fun.

So my mom then tells me to stop playing with her pussy on the couch so we can move the fun to her room. So I then agree but I also tell her to give me a nude show before we hit third base. {Cause I consider playing with a woman's pussy as second base and going for some sex as third and both cumming a home run.} So we make it to her room and she starts to give me a strip tease show. She first strips down into her maternity bra and regular thing. Then she throws her bra at me to let me smell it and it smell good, Then her thong which landed on my head. I smelled her thong for a good minute before placing it on the side.

I even had her twirl around naked for me once to see her full preggo body. She decided to lay on the bed next to me while I got undressed. I took a couple of mental pictures of her before I started to fuck her. I first played with her breast while kissing her. Then I started to rub her belly with one hand and I also started to suck her breast that was no longer being played with. This goes on for about 5 minutes before the real good fun starts.Finally we started to have some mom-son sex with each other and man did we like it. While I was having sex with her I was still kissing her and rubbing her belly and she moaned really loud in love of it. We both came at the end and we also deiced that tomorrow or the next day we'll do it all over again.

I don't have many pregnant fantasies these days - my wife's three pregnancies gave me ample chances to live out a lot of my fantasies - but I sure did in high school.

Sophomore year I had a really cute student teacher in biology class who was cool as shit, and she announced her pregnancy after we came back from the Christmas holidays. I've mentioned her in the "pregnant teacher" thread and will try not to rehash everything I wrote about her there, but I didn't go into much detail about the fantasies I had about her. I had the biggest crush on her even before her pregnancy because we were just close enough in age (she was college age, I was 16) to make it seem plausible, and she was just damn cute - petite, blond, adorable face, funny, smart, down to earth, the whole package really. But once that belly started growing I became borderline obsessed.

I turned into the biggest, most insufferable teacher's pet that semester: sitting at the front of the class, working extra hard to make good grades (I didn't) to try to impress her (not gonna lie, to this day I think she might have flirted with me a couple of times), arranging to meet her in the classroom after school for extra tutoring, volunteering to help get lesson materials ready or clean up the classroom or whatever. There were several times when it was just the two of us in the classroom during lunch or after school, her usually sitting at a desk planning lessons or grading while I was doing whatever I was there to do. I kept imagining that I would be doing something in the room and I'd feel her belly pressing against my back as she would come over to give me a hug, or I'd be writing something and suddenly her belly would appear just inches from my face. That last one actually did happen once, when she came over to look at an assignment I was doing while sitting at a table. I heard footsteps to my side and looked up just in time to stare right at her belly button, poking out at me from inside her tight shirt. I asked her a couple of questions about what I was doing, and she would lean in toward me while pointing at my paper. I had to keep my cool as the fantasy part of my brain expected her to throw one leg over my lap and smother me in her glorious curves. When she stood back upright, her shirt rode up ever so slightly that I could see just the faintest sliver of bare underbelly. She either didn't notice or didn't care, and as we were finishing our conversation that belly button just kept staring at me. I imagined her shirt sliding up all the way to her boobs and then she would ask me to help her pull it back down. Of course, in real life she just waddled away uneventfully.

Her student teaching assignment with us ended - and she finished college - about a month before her due date, and about two weeks before our school let out, so she was about 36 weeks the last time I saw her. I actually gave serious thought to going to her commencement ceremony just to see her waddle that belly across the stage, but I had a prior engagement that day and would've had trouble coming up with a reasonable excuse to weasel out of it. Plus, she would've been wearing a robe that would've covered up the belly anyway.

For the first 2-3 weeks after my summer break started - which would've been the last 2-3 weeks of her pregnancy - I occupied myself with fantasies of random chance encounters with her. I was going to the gym a lot, and the gym had an indoor pool area you had to walk through in order to get to the locker rooms. I kept imagining that I would walk through there and see her coming out of the pool naked and sultry, like Clark Griswold picturing the naked woman in his imaginary pool. She would walk up to me, making no effort to hide any part of her swollen body, shove me into one of the locker rooms, and we'd go at it. Or we'd cross paths going to/from the locker room and she'd be wearing only a sweat-soaked sports bra and cycle shorts, her glistening bare belly protruding right at me. Or I'd run into her at the grocery store and she would need a pen to write a check and, being the pen-carrying nerd that I was, I got there just in time to save the day. Then she'd follow me to my car and pin me against it with her belly, inviting me over to her place. Or I'd see her pulled over on the highway with a broken down car, and she would do "anything, literally anything" (I can picture her saying it pleadingly) for a ride. Or she'd be caught out in a rainstorm and would be looking for someone to let her warm up in the house, and it just so happened that she knocked on my door when my parents weren't home, and she'd be wearing a soaking wet white shirt that revealed everything before stripping it all off for the next hour while her clothes were in the dryer.

But none of that shit happened and I never saw her again after she left our school. I don't remember her first name so I have no hope of looking her up on social media. She'd be in her early 40s by now, and that baby she was having would be in college. Damn.

Anyway. Ah, the fantasies the teenage male mind can construct.

Dammit, recounting all of this stuff has me all worked up now.

Here's a weird one; I want to have conjoined partners (Conjoined Like Abby & Brittany Hensel where they share a womb) And when they get pregnant, they get REALLY pregnant, like with six or more, to a full, overdue 12 months, and their belly gets too big for them to even walk or do anything.