As far as my recollection allows me to think far back, I’d say my kink started when I was 6 in the first grade. Had a first grade teacher that sported a big bump with only a singleton at 7+ months. Had a crush on her way before she was pregnant, lol. The TLC show A Baby Story further increased my admiration for expecting beauts. Been infatuated with them ever since!

In 3rd grade there was a teacher that was pregnant. 2 years later my parents thought that giving us internet access was a good idea now I’m stuck with pregnancy, vore, and feederism... I want a do-over!

As long as I can remember, but my biggest memory is watching A Baby Story when I was 11 or 12, it was the first time I ever got off -- I would always be pissed if she had to have a C section. Then in high school my neighbor got pregnant (she was two years younger than me). It was an amazing year!

It seems "A baby story" was a common thread

I must admit I enjoyed watching the show too when I was younger. Was fascinated with it all

(March 25, 2021, 12:11 pm)phantommagic92 It seems "A baby story" was a common thread

I must admit I enjoyed watching the show too when I was younger. Was fascinated with it all

At the time it was the closest thing to porn outside of maternity fashion catalogs. Plus you could play it off as being educational whenever someone came into the room and asked why you were watching it.

I think it started for me looking at a human anatomy book and they had a section on pregnancy. I was completely enamored with all the bellies. From there, much like everyone else, it turned into watching A Baby Story, etc. I think what really did it was Baby Baby on Discovery Health. I would fake being sick to stay home and watch that.

I've known about it my whole life basically. When I was really young my sunday school teacher was pregnant and I'd sit with her during sacrament and it was just me and her during class time. I'd say I was around 11 when I first learned it was a sexual attraction. It's funny thinking back on it now, I was just like "what if I searched up pregnant women instead of porn?" Rest is history.

For myself, it was around 8 years old seeing pregnant women on the street. I found it beautiful and mysterious.
Then my music teacher around the time got heavily pregnant. I always found her gorgeous and her pregnancy only amplified my attraction.

Through the following years descovering myself, the kink scene and my interests, and being told I should be a "bull/breeder" I realized that besides wanting to be a father one day.. I was attracted to the idea of breeding, having sex with my partner pregnant, etc. It just sort of happened like many kinks do

Found a pregnancy book for expectant women at home in my early teens, it had quite a few nude images. This was just before broadband internet was everywhere, so at that point all I had was the underwear section in the Sears catalogue to look at. I really got into it in my late teens, when I met a girl who just found out she was pregnant and we hit it off (kind of, her personal life was a train wreck) and hung out often, most days of the week up till she was 7ish months pregnant. She figured out I was a virgin and told me point blank that she was taking my V card, which she did and it was fantastic (I wasn't, didn't get off, had crazy nerves...) still remember it vividly.

(March 25, 2021, 6:55 pm)cripple135 I think it started for me looking at a human anatomy book and they had a section on pregnancy. I was completely enamored with all the bellies. From there, much like everyone else, it turned into watching A Baby Story, etc. I think what really did it was Baby Baby on Discovery Health. I would fake being sick to stay home and watch that.

Probably the same with me. I was like, maybe 3 or 4 and my parents had a beautiful like tabletop book on pregnancy from start to finish. Glossy color pages with photos ranging from the microbiology to human-scale stories of couples navigating pregnancy. It’s bizarre thinking back on that time, because I remember looking at it (even the microscopy of the embryos/sperm/egg, which as a 3 year old should not be interesting) and just being compelled to read it over and over. My brain was just hardwired to recognize that process, and the whole dynamic between the mother and father seemed so desirable to me. I remember wanting to have a journey like they did where the woman would actually want to change herself and grow for almost a year because of her love for me. Of course, this is all like kid-notions of love and journeys and such, but the root of it is the same and has stayed the same since.

After a bit it got relegated to a bookshelf, but I would still sneak it out and read it every so often.