Hello. I am looking for stories of permanent pregnancies. I don't really know in particular but I would like to discover. Thank you in advance

I can think of one but I can't remember the name. It is science fiction and set upon a starship where at least one of the female characters is given drug to inhibit labor and at some point she becomes permanently pregnant. I think it may have been set on a scout ship or colony ship. There is the use of some sort of worm hole transporter to beam babies from one womb to another. I may have it only in hard copy and I'll take me a while to digitize it.

Oh there is another one kind of like that. The one I was thinking of is the one where the stripper gets pregnant and her friend, also a stripper, uses something like a wormhole pregancy transfer to become pregnant so the one who was pregnant can keep her job. Then she went to a club that specializes in pregnant dancers. Then the main character takes another girl's baby when the girl is in an accident. I think this one also had a thing that stop birth so they could be forever pregnant as strippers for the club. O: or maybe I'm mixing a few stories up. I think the one I am thinking of was on DeviantArt but I can't remember what it was called.

Sounds like Nicki at the B.I.T.O. for one and the other is Galactic expansion (has 5 parts)

(July 12, 2018, 1:42 am)Gizzymo Oh there is another one kind of like that. The one I was thinking of is the one where the stripper gets pregnant and her friend, also a stripper, uses something like a wormhole pregancy transfer to become pregnant so the one who was pregnant can keep her job. Then she went to a club that specializes in pregnant dancers. Then the main character takes another girl's baby when the girl is in an accident. I think this one also had a thing that stop birth so they could be forever pregnant as strippers for the club. O: or maybe I'm mixing a few stories up. I think the one I am thinking of was on DeviantArt but I can't remember what it was called.

Just going off the top of my head, I think the title was Queen Bee (or maybe Bea). Not sure where you can find it

(July 12, 2018, 4:36 pm)pooky164 Sounds like Nicki at the B.I.T.O. for one and the other is Galactic expansion (has 5 parts)

Do you possibly have links?

https://web.archive.org/web/200410301814...index.html
for galactic expansion.

And Queen Bea:

https://preggophilia.com/stories-with-ma...=queen+bea

Galactic Expansion - Part One
by 3124 Waxamanac

Kerri awoke to the gentle kicking from within her swollen belly. As her peaceful slumber faded, she stretched her arms and let out a wide-mouthed yawn. She was glad she had slept in, but decided she was hungry enough to merit getting breakfast. Gripping the wall-mounted handlebars by her bed, she pulled herself up into a sitting position. Slowly, she maneuvered her legs to the side of the bed. Cradling her bulky abdomen gently in both arms, she leaned slowly forward. When most of her mass was above her legs, she slowly straightened her knees and rose to a standing position.
"Whew!" she thought, "This is getting harder every day!"
When she got to the ship's galley, she saw that Dawn had already made breakfast, and was still sitting at the table, waiting for her. "It looks like everyone else has eaten already." "They have," answered Dawn. She sounded very sleepy. It was just a lazy kind-of day.
Kerri finished off what was left of the eggs, sausage, pancakes, and toast. She ate almost as much as two full-grown hungry men. Dawn watched disinterestedly. Earlier, she had herself eaten just as much, being just as pregnant as Kerri was. Between the two of them and Juanita (who was only 8 months along with one, compared to Kerri's and Dawn's both being 10-and-a-half months pregnant with twins), and the three men on board the ship, there was always a lot of food at mealtimes, and almost always all of it got eaten.
The two of them sat there, feeling enormous, sleepy, and content. Kerri knew that she had nothing on the duty roster for that day, and decided that what she wanted to do most was go back to bed. But for now, she was content to remain lazily in her chair. Dawn's only duty lately was the operation of the Auto-Kitchen in the galley, so she really had nothing to do until dinnertime. The two of them sat there, pregnant and lethargic.
Finally Kerri spoke. "Well, I'd go back to bed, but I'd have to stand up again. I guess I'll wait until I have the energy." Dawn let out a long, tired exhale, and replied, "I know what you mean. Maybe we should ask Vic to turn the gravity down a few notches so we can get around easier." Kerri smiled wistfully. "Mmmm. That WOULD be nice.....but we can't." "Why not?" "I dunno exactly, but somehow low gravity interferes with fetal development. Low birth weights and atrophied muscles and vitamin deficiencies and stuff like that. Rick explained it to me once. So we just have to put up with being extremely heavy. At least it won't have to be for much longer." Kerri smiled. She was looking forward to finally giving birth.
Dawn frowned. "Um, it may be longer than we think. I was talking to Dan about that at brunch. I asked him if we could give birth soon, and he said we had to wait until we got to a suitable planet."
"What!? Why?"
"Well, the radiation from our Star-Drive IS minimal. We can consider it harmless. But for newborns? The exposure wouldn't be healthy at all. As long as they're still gestating then the surrounding adult tissues shield them from its harmful effects. So for their sake we shouldn't give birth to them until we've landed on a safe planet."
Kerri moaned and pouted. "How long will THAT take?"
"Well, Vic says we should reach Phaedrus II and establish orbit in three weeks. According to the data sent by the advance probe, there's a 68% chance it'll turn out to be human-habitable. Rick and Dan can have a fully operational mini-colony established in about a week, complete with full OB-GYN facilities."
"So we have to keep taking the Labor-Delaying drug for, what, another whole MONTH?"
Dawn narrowed her eyes at Kerri. "Don't yell at ME! I'M in the same situation as you! They're getting us there as fast as they can!"
Kerri just sighed and said, "68%. That means there's a 32% chance that it's NOT human-habitable. What will we do THEN? If THAT'S our FIRST choice, then all the OTHER candidate-worlds have LESS of a chance of being livable. How much of the drug do we even have LEFT?"
"Plenty. But THAT's not the rush. If a fetus grows in the womb for over 14 months total, it's too grown to fit through the birth canal, and we have no personnel qualified for a caesarian. I don't know about you, but as much faith as I have in the Auto-Doc's OB-GYN programs, I DON'T trust it for THAT procedure."
"Worst case scenario: How long would it take us to get back to Earth?"
"At speeds so fast our Star-Drive burns out? Well over a year. We DON'T have THAT much of the drug, and besides, in the rare cases when pregnancies are ever made to last 18 months or more, you can NEVER give birth to it. In the Old Days, before it was safe to pharmaceutically augment pregnancies, they were only supposed to last 9 months naturally, you know. So even NOW we're past that limit. But by the 18th month they say that the mother's metabolism becomes so intertwined with her children's that they become dependent on each other, and your body's natural inclination to give birth to them subsides completely. By that point you just CAN'T go into labor, no matter HOW much you try to induce."
Kerri frowned. "Yeah. I've heard that too. The only plus-side is that the children grow at a VERY slow rate by that point. And there are certain therapies that can slow their growth even more....but they're VERY expensive."
Dawn let out a long, tired exhale. "Can you just IMAGINE what that would be LIKE? You'd just stay pregnant, forever and ever! And even if you can afford the therapies to SLOW the growth, they say there's NOTHING that can stop it completely! Why, in just a few years you'd be so big that...."
Kerri interrupted, "If you don't mind, I'm trying to NOT think about it! I don't even like to think about having to be pregnant with octuplets. They said we might have to, you know! If we can't successfully start-up a Star-Jump-Portal then the other colonists won't arrive for another 5 years, even at Trans-Light Speeds! We'd have to resort to mass-births to have enough population to run the colony! So when it comes to the idea of having to be pregnant forever, I DON'T want to think about it!"
But unlike Kerri, Dawn couldn't help thinking about it. She had been having normal, pharmaceutically augmented pregnancies ever since she was 17 years old, like every normal female citizen of the STAR-CLUSTER Federation, circa 2274. She joined the Outer-Colonist-Corps at 19 years of age, much to the pride of her parents. But unbeknownst to them, the real reason she had joined was because it was the only legal way to keep having pregnancies past age 21. Dawn was not looking forward to giving birth, like Kerri was. Ever since she had heard it was possible to become permanently pregnant, she harbored a secret, obsessive desire to do just that. She had an extremely rare psychological condition that her friends, family, classmates, and fellow-crewmembers had all failed to notice: she was psychologically addicted to being pregnant. She was normal in that she enjoyed being pregnant. She loved to have her belly grow large with the lives within her. But she didn't want to give birth to them. She wanted to keep growing bigger and bigger and never stop! Oh! Just thinking about it made her slippery juices start to secrete from between her thighs. She fantasized about herself being pregnant with quints, and DELIBERATELY taking the pregnancy to the 18th month! Or even the 20th, just to be sure. Then she'd stop taking the Labor-Delaying drug and enjoy her Mammoth belly forever! She began fantasizing about what Kerri had interrupted earlier: Being several YEARS pregnant! Oh! She tried to imagine being that big! To know her belly would NEVER stop growing......
"DAWN! Are you okay? Have you been listening to me?"
"What? Oh! Sorry! My mind wandered for a minute there. What was it that you said?"
"Gee, Dawn, you look awfully flushed. Anyway, I want to know how much of the Labor-Delaying drug we have left. And don't say 'plenty'. I mean EXACTLY how much longer can we go before we INVOLUNTARILY go into childbirth?"
"Well, I just took an Inventory this morning, and I'd estimate we have about 240 individual doses left."
Kerri frowned. "Four months-worth between the two of us, eh? I sure hope we can find a planet to go into labor on by then. Well, I think I've got the energy to stand now....." she slowly leaned forward from her chair, and when the bulk of her mass was above her feet she straightened her legs. "....so I guess I'll see you at dinner. Bye, Dawn."
"Bye, Kerri."
After Kerri had gone, Dawn slowly and heavily rose to her feet. Using both arms to cradle her protruding middle, she waddled over to the galley's Auto-Kitchen and activated the "Clean" Program.
As sonic waves cleaned two dishes and robo-servos removed scraps of food into the molecular recycler, Dawn had an idea.....Yes, it WAS four-months worth....between the two of them, or it was eight months worth....for Dawn alone. That would take her to 18 and 1/2 months into her current pregnancy! Oh, it was too bad she was only carrying twins! It would be nice if she could wait for one of those octuplet pregnancies that Kerri had mentioned. But they would be out of the drug by then. And on a planet being colonized by mass-births, Dawn wouldn't have any excuse to take the drug. Twins would have to do! This was her only chance! Of course, with none of the drug for 10 and 1/2 months pregnant Kerri, she'd go into childbirth as soon as her current dose wore off.....the Star-Drive's radiation would seriously harm her children. Dawn thought for a moment. If that happened, Kerri would probably demand that they decrease the Star-Drive's thrust so its radiation would be at safe levels for newborns. That would certainly make the trip to Phaedrus II take much longer.....several MONTHS longer. And even with lower radiation, Dawn would still have a legitimate excuse to keep taking the drug!
Hefting her cumbersome belly as best she could, she slowly crept to Sick Bay. With Kerri asleep, and others busy, she could hide the entire supply before anyone knew it was gone.......

"I'm sorry darling, but I HAVE to get back to work!" protested Rick.
Juanita pouted. "I know. But I still wish that you didn't." D'ya know when Dan or Vic can take a break and come visit me?"
"I'll pass along the invitation, but I can't promise anything."
Juanita moaned disappointedly, "But you only came on me ONCE! I like it on my face, but now I need follow-ups on my tits and my belly, not to mention a few inside me for good measure."
Rick started getting hard, and considered just grabbing her and going at it again, but knew what could happen if he didn't get back to work. If ever any male crew member missed a work shift without a good excuse, he lost recreational privileges (i.e. fucking sessions with the female crew-members) for a whole week. He couldn't bear the thought.
"You drive a hard bargain, Juanita. I promise I'll fuck you again as soon as possible."
"Well, at least tighten my bonds before you go. You KNOW I like them nice and TIGHT!"
Rick sighed, "Well, I guess I've got time to do that."
Juanita smiled at him, and giggled lightly as he took her arms and tightened the ropes from her wrists to the corners of the room. She sighed excitedly as he adjusted the nipple-clamps on her swollen chest. She elicited a happy squeal as he pulled tight the ropes reaching around her large belly and around her ass.
"And now, darling, a little something to remember me by," he said as he surprised her with a gag. He quickly fastened it tightly, and she could not cry out.
"Unnnh?" she moaned desperately as she raised her eyebrows.
Ignoring her question, Rick took out the largest vibrator she had ever seen, and held it for her to see. Her eyes widened and her legs became weak as sweet juices began running down her thighs in anticipation. He gently, but forcefully, inserted it deeply into her pussy, and turned the knob on the end all the way up.
"Unnnh!!" she cried through her gag.
"I'm off to work my shift now. Bye!" said Rick as he walked out the door and closed it behind him.
"Unnnaaaahhh!" Juanita sighed as she reached what was to be the first climax of many before Kerri found her......

Rick and Kerri met each other in the corridor.
"Hey Kerri. Missed you at breakfast. Slept in?"
"Oh, hi Rick. Yeah, and I was about to do more of the same. I suppose you're going to invite yourself into joining me?" She smiled at him as she said this.
"Mmm. Love to, but not up to it. I just finished with Juanita a few minutes ago, and now I have to do routine maintenance of the Sick Bay's Auto-Doc."
Kerri thought for a moment. "Say, Rick, I think I'll join you. It's been about two weeks since my last OB-GYN checkup."
"Okay."
Later, when he had finished maintenance of the Auto-Doc Medical Unit, he helped Kerri get strapped into it. When all the straps were secure, he activated the program for a standard OB-GYN examination. Kerri giggled a little when it poured the cold gel on her belly, and began tickling her by running the Ultrasound scanner over her, back and forth. Dan monitored the procedure, but it was a fairly simple one, and was soon completed.
"Well, how'd I do?"
"Really good! It says you've been gaining weight nicely, but haven't developed an excessive amount of body fat, which shows that your twins are growing rapidly."
"Whew! As if I didn't know that!" she said as she patted her gigantic middle. To her surprise, her belly patted back. Then she felt a strong tightness run through her body.
"Oh! AANH!! UH! Uooom!"
"Kerri? What is it?"
She answered his foolish question through her Lamaze breaths. "A contraction (Hoo-hoo) I'm (Hoo-Hoo) going into (hoo-hoo) labor. I just need (hoo) a dose (hoo) of the (<>) birth-delay drug. (UNNH!! AAAH!!) Nothing (hoo) serious (hoo)." She was beginning to glisten with sweat.

Rick went over to the pharmaceutical supply-nodule and opened it. He rummaged through it while Kerri continued to gasp and exhale. Then his face turned white. He said, "Um. There's none here. It's gone!"
"(GASP) WHAT!?"

Rick knew that if Kerri didn't get a dose in the next six minutes, it would be too late and she would fully enter labor. If that happened, the drug would have no effect. He had to hurry! But where could it be? He had checked the Sick Bay, the Storage Hold, several of the Labs, and Kerri was running out of time!!
Rick knew Dawn was the only other one taking the drug, so it made sense to ask her. He ran to her quarters. The door was open, but Dawn wasn't there. Her room was impeccably neat, as usual. But there, on a shelf next to her bed, he saw a meta-syringe. He quickly picked it up and read its digital display: "Labor-Delay Serum". He breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know where Dawn was, but he didn't have time to care!

Dawn knew she couldn't hide all 240 doses anywhere where they wouldn't be easy to find. But she was an expert biochemist. She knew of a method that veterinarians used to super-concentrate drugs for use on large animals and livestock, and determined that it would also work on the labor-delay drug. She could super-concentrate all 240 doses into 1 combined dose that would be as effective as all 240, time released to last the full 8-month duration. She had finished doing this, but had to let it sit at room temperature for several minutes before it was ready to be injected.
She left the lab, and took the hyper-dose to her quarters. She left it on the shelf by her bed to warm-up to room temperature. She still had to wait three minutes for it to be ready, when suddenly, as often happened, she REALLY had to pee! She waddled hurriedly down the corridor to the Head. But when she got back, to her horror, the syringe was gone!

Rick made it back to Kerri in Sick Bay in four minutes, only two to spare!! Kerri was huffing and puffing by this point, and covered with sweat. Rick steadied her, took her arm, and gave her the drug. The contractions quickly subsided.
Kerri sighed deeply. "Whew! There, you see Rick? I told you it was nothing serious. You had me scared when you said we were out of the drug. But I knew it had to be somewhere. Just this morning Dawn told me we have 240 doses left. They couldn't ALL be missing."
Rick scratched his head. "239 now. Hmm. We'd better find a good planet quick. That'll only last us 2 and 1/2 more months."
"What? That's not right! I figure it'll last us FOUR months, even between me and Dawn."
"Between you and Dawn, it would. But Juanita is 8 months pregnant. One month from now, she has to start taking the drug too. Between you and Dawn for one more month, THEN between all THREE of you, we'll run out in 2 and 1/2 months, give or take a week."
Kerri frowned. "You're right! I forgot about Juanita! Oh, Rick! What are we going to do if Phaedrus II isn't habitable? How much farther is the next candidate-world?"
Rick shrugged. "I dunno. But it'll take us about a month to get to Phaedrus, and from there the trip is definitely longer than a month and a half. This is a very serious problem. We didn't think we'd need even THIS much of the drug, but already we're running low. The Star-Drive isn't working nearly as well as it should. We're going too slow, and the trip is taking too long."
"Are we going to have our babies in space? The Drive's radiation could kill them!!"
Rick kissed her on her forehead.
"Don't worry. We'll talk to the others. Someone'll think of something."

There was no computer security on the ship to speak of. The designers hadn't planned any. Colonizer ships were designed to take a crew of 6 (3 men and 3 women, all in a sort of open "group marriage" to each other) on a one-way voyage from Earth or some nearby colonized world to worlds on the very edge of the Local Star Cluster. These were voyages that lasted anywhere from 3 to 6 years. The designers figured that if one of the crew couldn't be trusted, the mission was flat-out doomed, and no amount of computer security would ever save it. So they saved costs and didn't bother with any. So it was effortless for Dawn to hack into the ship's main computer and falsify a few records. She made it seem as though the computer was running a routine scan on all food and pharmaceuticals for contamination (which, in fact, it had: a routine safety procedure), and had found an anomaly. According to what the records now said, the computer had determined that background radiation from the ship had been slowly causing a reaction with a Cryosxanthamenol supply-nodule, converting it to Cryosxanthamene gas. The gas pressure built up and the nodule cracked open just a bit. The colorless, odorless gas itself was harmless, but dispersed quickly around the ship, and reacted with all the labor-delay drug supplies it came into contact with, changing it into a lethal neurotoxin. As per safety protocol, the computer had employed mobile roboservomechanisms to dispose of all such contaminated samples, and posted the information in its database, for the crew to eventually notice. All this was, of course, a complete lie.
Dawn re-read her handiwork. It was a very plausible story. Even by standards of an expert biochemist. And the only other person on the ship who knew enough biochemistry to question the fictional chain-of-events was Rick, and HE had learned all his biochemistry skills from Dawn! The Labor-delay drug WAS listed as "non-critical" since it technically was neither food nor medication. This WOULD have allowed for the computer to dispose of the entire supply without consulting the crew, in the event the drug became a contaminated biohazard. So that was plausible, too.
Dawn took a deep breath. "Good", she thought, "no one would've suspected me anyway, but now they shouldn't even be curious. Once anyone notices it's gone, they'll check these records."
"Problem two: What am I going to do when MY current dose wears off!?" Dawn knew her current dose would only last another 4 to 8 hours. She HAD to find the hyper-dose before then! But it hadn't been ANYWHERE in her room! She looked on the floor around her nightstand and even under her bed (which wasn't easy with such an enormous belly!).

Unaware that the entire supply was now missing, Rick talked to Dan and Vic about the problem he had discussed with Kerri earlier that day: "...and some day roughly a month from now, Juanita will go into labor, so SHE'LL have to start taking the drug too. We need to figure out a way to synthesize more."
Dan furrowed his brow. "Wouldn't Dawn know a way? She's the most brilliant biochemist I'VE ever met."
Rick shook his head. "That she is. I learned everything *I* know about biochemistry from her. But even she doesn't know the process for making the drug. The Corporation that makes it, back on Earth, keeps the process a closely guarded secret."
Dan shrugged. "So? Couldn't we just analyze some and figure out what it is?"
Vic frowned and spoke. "Well, that'd be Industrial Espionage, but in an emergency, I'd say 'fuckit' and go ahead with analyzing it. But that's not the problem. We already KNOW the molecular structure of the drug. But that doesn't give us the process of how to make it. Even if we could figure out what Reactants to use, we don't know what catalysts or Reaction conditions might be involved, assuming we'd even have those materials on hand, which I'll bet we don't."
Dan scratched his head. "So, it's impossible for us to make more. Our only hope is to find a way to make what we have left last longer."
Rick shrugged. "It'd sure be easier if we hadn't gotten all three of them pregnant. Man, I don't know about you guys, but I for one sure feel stupid."
Vic reassured him. "Don't waste time beating yourself up over it. Besides, Kerri said she was the one who forgot to put in her IUD, remember? You put on a condom; you couldn't help that it was defective and broke. That coulda happened to any one of us."
Dan nodded. "Yeah, Rick. It's more my fault. Later that day, when Dawn found out that Kerri's pregnancy test was positive, she wanted to get pregnant too. I should've had more willpower. I should have realized that having both of them pregnant at the same time would eventually lead to some kind of trouble."
Rick shook his head. "Naw, that's not yer fault. Look, not one of us could've argued with or resisted Dawn the way she was coming on to you. She's very sexually aggressive when she wants to be pregnant, have you noticed that? She wasn't thinking ahead either."
"None of us were, really," interjected Vic. "A few months later, I noticed Juanita was starting to feel sad about something. I talked with her about it, and she realized that with the other two being pregnant, and her not, she was somehow feeling 'left out'. I knew having all three of them pregnant would mean an increased workload for us, as they got to be more and more dependant. But she just looked at me with those big, brown, sad eyes, and begged me to give her a baby. I should have reminded her about our duty to each other, as well as remembering it myself. I was being too sentimental. It was my fault really."
After several minutes of guilty silence filled the room, Rick spoke again. "Look, while everyone's feeling bad about it, nothing's getting done. Now we know we can't make more, but we have to do SOMETHING! Is there any way to make this ship go faster? If we could get the women to a suitable planet, everything'd be fine."
Dan and Vic both frowned.
"We've been having all kinds of problems with the Drive. I think the hyperspace-skimmers are opening up under the fifth-dimensional pressure," said Dan.
"What the hell does THAT mean?"
"We're not sure, but we think it means we're leaking a lot of our anti-matter fuel into another dimension. Now, we can collect interstellar hydrogen and use it to generate anti-matter, so running out of fuel isn't a problem. But it gives us a very inefficient power output, so we're travelling through hyperspace a lot slower than we should be, and that IS a problem."
"Fuck!" said Rick.
"Fuck!" agreed Dan.
"Hmmmm," mused Vic.
"Hmmmm?" inquired Rick and Dan.
"I think I may be having an idea," answered Vic.

Kerri was using both hands to hold her gigantic middle, and slowly, cumbersomely waddling back to her quarters to go back to bed. Passing the Rec-lounge, she heard something that sounded like muffled crying out. Taking the required time and effort to turn her body 90 degrees to face the door, she began to waddle towards it to investigate. Inside she found 8-months pregnant Juanita: bound, gagged, and with the largest Vibrator Kerri had ever seen (the size of a "Mag" Light Flashlight) sticking halfway out of her babyhole. Muffled by her gag, Juanita cried out and sobbed with a mixture of helplessness and orgasmic joy as she climaxed for the sixty-third time since that morning (she had lost count at four).
"This looks like Rick's handiwork, all right," Kerri thought to herself, grinning. She had fond memories of her own sessions with him.
She had difficulty bending down to untie Juanita, but once she got Juanita's hands free, Juanita began untying herself.
"Having fun?" asked Kerri.
Juanita removed her gag, and her face turned bright red as she smiled, embarrassed, at Kerri.
"Yes," she admitted.
"Well, you look even more exhausted than I feel," Kerri replied.
"And if I don't get to a bathroom quick I'll pee on the floor!" added Juanita, slowly getting up.
After visiting the Head, both Juanita and Kerri went to their respective quarters, and settled their enormously pregnant bodies comfortably into bed (well, as comfortably as possible). Sleep came to them both very easily.


To be continued . . .

Very nice, thanks