I remember specifically my time at Sunday school with my bible studies teacher, Miss Choi the reason i stuck with my love for pregnant women. She was a small little thing asian gal. Couldn’t be no taller then 5 foot. She was cute, she was 27 when she began teaching at my church and her pregnancy started at the start of the second year of me going to Sunday school. At first it started out lowkey, she didn’t bring it up or anything. But to give some context at my church we all had a strict uniform we had to adhere to. All the students and teachers were forced to wear white button ups along with black dress pants that were provided by the church (I remember my parents having to pay $120 for the damn set and we had to provide our own belts, thats damn near highway robbery imo) but in short, everyone wore these outfits including teachers.

Miss Choi always had her hair up in a bun along with an accompanying white tank top underneath. She was on the thin but curvy side. She was petite but had a nicely plump bum. Around the 3 month mark i believe she started to show. Her gut always pressing against her button up and her pants all the time. Making it look like she was getting a bit “fat” initially before she told everyone. She packed on a buncha weight too, not just the pregnancy weight. Her backend packed tight into them dress pants everyday and it got tighter over the next few months. One day I remember her dropping her bag off the table and when she tried to pick it up I remember seeing her thicc butt almost bursting out of the pants. Around the 4th month is when she started “blowing up” her belly now protruding a bit more, pressing itself hard against her button up, looking like she stuffed a bowl under her shirt. She ate a lot more during classes, munching on chips always drinking a coca cola in hand. I remember she struggled to walk around a lot getting winded from doing too much. Around her 6th month is where this pregnancy stuck itself in my mind. She got downright “heavy”. Miss choi was around like 150-160lbs before her pregnancy if I had to guess, then 6 months in i had to guess she was like 200-210lbs and it was glorious. Her pants were “air tight” and she stopped wearing her belt cause she was so big the pants didn’t need it. And bending over was just not an action she performed, always asking students to pick stuff up for her. While her bum grew nice and thick, the star of the show was definitely her belly.

Dunno if she ever got a bigger size shirt or not but it never seemed to fit her right. Under her button up her stomach was bulging out and pulling the shirt across her belly firmly and her tits pushing the shirt out and resting on her bloated pregnant midsection. Diamond shapes pressing between the buttons of her button up. Her belly was huge and it held in place and didn't hang down, it was perfectly rounded. One day we had a church bbq and I remember she had to go help some teachers set up. She tried waddling fast to keep up but she wore herself out quickly. Her shirt becoming soaked in sweat, with her heavy breathing and her belly began to heave up and in down in response. I remember this vividly cause it awoken something in me. Miss choi was resting on a chair next to some other teachers before i noticed her fiddly with her buttons. She then took a sharp inhale, sucking in her tummy, and unbuttoned the buttons of the dress shirt before exhaling and letting her baby belly to spill forth. It was amazing and that moment sticks with me to this day.

(April 10, 2021, 3:18 pm)Victorexcx I remember specifically my time at Sunday school with my bible studies teacher, Miss Choi the reason i stuck with my love for pregnant women. She was a small little thing asian gal. Couldn’t be no taller then 5 foot. She was cute,  she was 27 when she began teaching at my church and her pregnancy started at the start of the second year of me going to Sunday school. At first it started out lowkey, she didn’t bring it up or anything. But to give some context at my church we all had a strict uniform we had to adhere to. All the students and teachers were forced to wear white button ups along with black dress pants that were provided by the church (I remember my parents having to pay $120 for the damn set and we had to provide our own belts, thats damn near highway robbery imo) but in short, everyone wore these outfits including teachers. 

Miss Choi always had her hair up in a bun along with an accompanying white tank top underneath. She was on the thin but curvy side. She was petite but had a nicely plump bum. Around the 3 month mark i believe she started to show. Her gut always pressing against her button up and her pants all the time. Making it look like she was getting a bit “fat” initially before she told everyone. She packed on a buncha weight too, not just the pregnancy weight. Her backend packed tight into them dress pants everyday and it got tighter over the next few months. One day I remember her dropping her bag off the table and when she tried to pick it up I remember seeing her thicc butt almost bursting out of the pants. Around the 4th month is when she started “blowing up” her belly now protruding a bit more, pressing itself hard against her button up, looking like she stuffed a bowl under her shirt. She ate a lot more during classes, munching on chips always drinking a coca cola in hand. I remember she struggled to walk around a lot getting winded from doing too much. Around her 6th month is where this pregnancy stuck itself in my mind. She got downright “heavy”. Miss choi was around like 150-160lbs before her pregnancy if I had to guess, then 6 months in i had to guess she was like 200-210lbs and it was glorious. Her pants were “air tight” and she stopped wearing her belt cause she was so big the pants didn’t need it. And bending over was just not an action she performed, always asking students to pick stuff up for her. While her bum grew nice and thick, the star of the show was definitely her belly.

Dunno if she ever got a bigger size shirt or not but it never seemed to fit her right. Under her button up her stomach was bulging out and pulling the shirt across her belly firmly and her tits pushing the shirt out and resting on her bloated pregnant midsection. Diamond shapes pressing between the buttons of her button up. Her belly was huge and it held in place and didn't hang down, it was perfectly rounded. One day we had a church bbq and I remember she had to go help some teachers set up. She tried waddling fast to keep up but she wore herself out quickly. Her shirt becoming soaked in sweat, with her heavy breathing and her belly began to heave up and in down in response. I remember this vividly cause it awoken something in me. Miss choi was resting on a chair next to some other teachers before i noticed her fiddly with her buttons. She then took a sharp inhale, sucking in her tummy, and unbuttoned the buttons of the dress shirt before exhaling and letting her baby belly to spill forth. It was amazing and that moment sticks with me to this day.

Thank you for sharing mate, she sounded amazing. Mmm that's some fun imagery!

(April 10, 2021, 11:27 pm)JDD 98 Thank you for sharing mate, she sounded amazing. Mmm that's some fun imagery!

she was, I’ll tell the other story about her when i got time but she’s the reason im still into all this lol

I know someone who works as an occupational therapist with a friend of mine, and we were lucky enough to see all four times that she has been pregnant to date. She looked amazing, I think my favourite has to be when she was 8 months in with her fourth, about a couple of years ago. She was wearing this stripy shirt and tan pants, not really anything to fancy, but that shirt was so tight against her belly that I can't stop thinking about it. Of course, I could tell that my friend was trying to keep things professional, as he was just approaching adulthood, and he was starting to discover his own admiration for pregnant women. He later admitted to me that he found her quite attractive when she was pregnant. It was all very surreal, but I felt it was worth sharing.

Man I remember back in my first year of high school I had a short science teacher who got pregnant beginning of the year. Her belly became so damn round and big on her short body it was so hot. Her underbelly would constantly be showing as her shirts would ride up and she wouldn’t always notice. Never got to feel it sadly but I was rock hard in my pants the entire class ever single day haha. Then in my senior year the hottest substitute teacher in the school got pregnant and when she was around 5-6 months her belly was showing round nicely and she let me feel it a few different times. Always had to run to the bathroom right after tho haha

Anyone have any experiences they would like to share? Trying to bring this thread back

No pregnant blood relatives (my ex-GF was pregnant with my nephew) I visited nor got near to, but being blood family or in love with my family, you relate to them cordially non-sexual and still, you can have them share the best things about their pregnancies. Now for my middle and high school teachers (grades 5-12, a teacher's aide in grade 3 or 4), it's probably where I learned to adore and admire pregnancy. And then, the county special ed "small bus" for an autistic boy like myself to meet an occasional pregnant teen...they may be HS junior or senior, but they let me in ages 10-11 sit next to them and they thought I was being cute and passionate about their unplanned (but for most) wonderful pregnancies to have a shiny future as mothers of their children. I learned to appreciate, respect and understood pregnancy better to help me become a gender-egalitarian adult man. And after I hit puberty, I've realized through teachers and peers along with family friends and neighbors pregnant and sharing it with me (the late 1980s-early 1990s societal opening, glamour and national high spike birth rate back then), it's also in part I loved the female physique which can change and become more visible in pregnancy (not only belly, their breasts, buttocks and vagina, but glowing faces and they joke about their feet are bigger too).

At summer school in 1992, I sat next to a pregnant aide while we watched a movie (Mac and Me)? She had tannish skin (Caucasian), short brown hair (pony tail), appeared to be 30s, a petite and a basketball-watermelon size pot belly (she was due in Aug that year). I sat down besides her (she said I can be next to her for some reason), then I keep proceeding to touch her belly to feel the baby (never knew it's a boy or girl) move to the sound of the movie, she smiled and said "that's fine, the baby enjoys it", perhaps hinting she doesn't want to be bothered by the touching (not sure she said I can touch it or not), though she said I was being loving to acknowledge a baby she loves so much. I didn't really touch her before...nor afterward, but she was assisting a class of mentally disabled or special needs students who might have impaired social skills in part of age, generation, social class and cultural upbringing; but there's a rule on what's acceptable in regards to forced affection and then you have people once you're acquainted with them for a time period, they trust you and wants to share things about themselves.

Breaking my over 2 year lurking streak to share a story here, this has been one of my favorite threads and hopefully pumping a little more life into it will encourage others to do the same. 

For me, my major spark was 6th grade. Details are kind of fuzzy since it was a long time ago now and I couldn't even remember her name if I tried. It wasn't really a teacher but before classes would start, parents could drop their kids off in the morning and we'd be watched over by some caretakers. There were several locations on campus we could visit, including a Game Room type of area that had board games, video games, and foosball tables. I was the kind of kid that would rather go there than stay in the Gymnasium.

At some point they hired a new lady to take over the shift in that room and watch us. Let's call her "Kayla". She was relatively young, either 19 or 20, and Hispanic. I was also a relatively short kid and couldn't gauge height well but "Kayla" must've been around 5'7 or 5'8. She used to wear college hoodies, most often a dark blue or gray one. They fit her a little loosely everywhere except for her big, round, pregnant belly. It tightened up her sweater even more than the first attached picture but that was the absolute closest I could find to matching what she looked like. It seriously looked like she grabbed a basketball from the Gym and shoved it under her sweater. Kayla's orb-like tummy betrayed the rest of her thin, athletic frame but it sure was a sight to behold. No matter how hard she would try to pull her sweaters down, her stomach ever-so-slightly peeked out from the very bottom, as if trying to break free from the confines of the hoodie. 

Now this wasn't exactly my first experience feeling funny around pregnant women but it was the first one that stuck with me. As a much younger kid, I had seen a classmate's mom, a mere day before she gave birth. I then started to stumble onto weird videos on YouTube. Kayla was the first time in years I had thought about it though. Immediately when I saw her the first day, I felt strange, as boys in 6th grade do. I was a bit of a teacher's pet and would like to help all the staff I was with by completing menial tasks like cleaning up, putting books away, and passing papers out but... with Kayla, I felt a significantly stronger, magnetic urge to do so. 

Nobody else wanted to stay and help, they just wanted to rush off to class, and the Game Room usuals weren't exactly the neatest kids. Paper scraps would usually be strewn about the floor, games left out on the tables, etc. Kayla was already exhausted having to lug a baby around everywhere, but dealing with this mess was another thing entirely. "Um... do you need help to clean this? I can stay and help you?" I said, trying my best to stay composed. Standing up from her blue plastic chair, which let out a small creak of relief, Kayla breathed a sigh of ease "That would be really helpful! You don't have to though, your classes start soon". I assured her that it was okay, my class wasn't far and I had about 15 minutes of an in-between period. Thus, we got to work. 

Kayla cleaned up all the board games off the tables and I went for all the trash she couldn't bend down to reach. We made light conversation, I asked her basic things about her pregnancy and how far along she was (didn't think to ask a ton, I was kind of nervous). A few minutes pass as I'm crawling around, gathering scraps and fallen game pieces. As we were finishing, Kayla walks up to the table I was cleaning under. At first I didn't see her until she was standing right over me. I tilt my head up as I get ready to stand up and... it was the beginning of the end for little ol' me. I got a face full of Pregnant, with a view not unlike the second attached picture. I felt my whole world spinning, "U-uhm, Hi (Kayla)" to which she gave a light "Ooh! Sorry, didn't see you there, hehe. Thank you for helping me, (kenstar)". I don't know for certain, but given how huge and round it was, there was absolutely a solid chance she didn't see me at all. Regardless, I think she could feel my eyes glued to her big, bulbous, belly. Completely unprompted, Kayla says, "Do you want to feel it?"
(To be continued)

(March 13, 2022, 2:20 am)kenstar Breaking my over 2 year lurking streak to share a story here, this has been one of my favorite threads and hopefully pumping a little more life into it will encourage others to do the same. 

For me, my major spark was 6th grade. Details are kind of fuzzy since it was a long time ago now and I couldn't even remember her name if I tried. It wasn't really a teacher but before classes would start, parents could drop their kids off in the morning and we'd be watched over by some caretakers. There were several locations on campus we could visit, including a Game Room type of area that had board games, video games, and foosball tables. I was the kind of kid that would rather go there than stay in the Gymnasium.

At some point they hired a new lady to take over the shift in that room and watch us. Let's call her "Kayla". She was relatively young, either 19 or 20, and Hispanic. I was also a relatively short kid and couldn't gauge height well but "Kayla" must've been around 5'7 or 5'8. She used to wear college hoodies, most often a dark blue or gray one. They fit her a little loosely everywhere except for her big, round, pregnant belly. It tightened up her sweater even more than the first attached picture but that was the absolute closest I could find to matching what she looked like. It seriously looked like she grabbed a basketball from the Gym and shoved it under her sweater. Kayla's orb-like tummy betrayed the rest of her thin, athletic frame but it sure was a sight to behold. No matter how hard she would try to pull her sweaters down, her stomach ever-so-slightly peeked out from the very bottom, as if trying to break free from the confines of the hoodie. 

Now this wasn't exactly my first experience feeling funny around pregnant women but it was the first one that stuck with me. As a much younger kid, I had seen a classmate's mom, a mere day before she gave birth. I then started to stumble onto weird videos on YouTube. Kayla was the first time in years I had thought about it though. Immediately when I saw her the first day, I felt strange, as boys in 6th grade do. I was a bit of a teacher's pet and would like to help all the staff I was with by completing menial tasks like cleaning up, putting books away, and passing papers out but... with Kayla, I felt a significantly stronger, magnetic urge to do so. 

Nobody else wanted to stay and help, they just wanted to rush off to class, and the Game Room usuals weren't exactly the neatest kids. Paper scraps would usually be strewn about the floor, games left out on the tables, etc. Kayla was already exhausted having to lug a baby around everywhere, but dealing with this mess was another thing entirely. "Um... do you need help to clean this? I can stay and help you?" I said, trying my best to stay composed. Standing up from her blue plastic chair, which let out a small creak of relief, Kayla breathed a sigh of ease "That would be really helpful! You don't have to though, your classes start soon". I assured her that it was okay, my class wasn't far and I had about 15 minutes of an in-between period. Thus, we got to work. 

Kayla cleaned up all the board games off the tables and I went for all the trash she couldn't bend down to reach. We made light conversation, I asked her basic things about her pregnancy and how far along she was (didn't think to ask a ton, I was kind of nervous). A few minutes pass as I'm crawling around, gathering scraps and fallen game pieces. As we were finishing, Kayla walks up to the table I was cleaning under. At first I didn't see her until she was standing right over me. I tilt my head up as I get ready to stand up and... it was the beginning of the end for little ol' me. I got a face full of Pregnant, with a view not unlike the second attached picture. I felt my whole world spinning, "U-uhm, Hi (Kayla)" to which she gave a light "Ooh! Sorry, didn't see you there, hehe. Thank you for helping me, (kenstar)". I don't know for certain, but given how huge and round it was, there was absolutely a solid chance she didn't see me at all. Regardless, I think she could feel my eyes glued to her big, bulbous, belly. Completely unprompted, Kayla says, "Do you want to feel it?"
(To be continued)

You are so lucky!!!!