When I was younger I was always curious about pregnant women, mainly ones in TV shows and movies. I remember one time in particular when I was attracted towards this lady with her belly out in the open at a swimming pool. Curiosity grew and I ended up looking up pictures of pregnant bellies online and it just snowballed from there.

I was 5 when my attraction began. my aunt was pregnant with one of my cousins and I was just very fascinated. only the attraction escalated when I was 7-8. few of the daycare staff was pregnant and I just can’t help but be fascinated by it. it became a fetish by the time I was 11.

In my teens or younger. In fact, I remember once seeing a pregnant woman on TV and feeling my penis involuntarily twitch. And that was that.

I first noticed my fetish when I was in grade 2 the other grade 2 teacher across the hall was pregnant and I would always kept trying to get a glimpse of her belly. One memory that I have from that was one of the students from the other class kept making fun of my teacher for being so skinny so I said at least my teacher is not fat during recess. After recess the teacher across the hall came to our class and asked me to come into the hall with her. She was nine months pregnant and wear a very tight olive green dress and she explained to me that she was pregnant and had a baby growing inside of her and that’s why she had a big belly. She also let feel the baby kick and feel how hard her belly was. The second time was when I was 9 my mother was pregnant with my sister and she would let me rub her belly. One memory I have is that she was 38 weeks pregnant and her belly was huge, mom is only 5ft2 in so her belly stuck out really far, she was lying in her bed and told me if I straighten up the her room she would let me rub her belly until my dad got home from which was in 3 hours so I cleaned up as fast as possible and when I was done she let climb in to bed next to her and when she was watching tv laying on her side she let me lift up her shirt so her belly was showing bare and rub it none stop until my dad got home. Another memory I have from my moms pregnancy was she was siting on the couch in the living room with her massive belly and she asked me if I could rub her back because it hurt and was itching so I said yes, When I was rubbing her back I reached around and rubbed her belly from top to bottom and it felt amazing. The last experience I have was in grade 12 my physics teacher was pregnant and I got to watch her grow. Her belly got massive and she would always wear tight clothes. She stayed up until 3 days before she gave birth so I got see her at her biggest.

Now i was into pregnant woman up to this point with tv shows and the limited internet i had. But when I was in the sixth grade my teacher had some major surgery and had to be out for awhile how long i can't remember; but my first grade teacher was ask to come in and sub in her absence. Now she was a short woman probably 5'1" or 5'2" and she came in well into her 7 month. She had a LARGE belly for her size and i remember being just drawn to her and that belly. So you can bet i was her little assistant that whole time. Helping out during breaks and lunch, and since i got to school early and left late i was in the room then as well. I was teachers pet before this so nothing to out of the way for me and it also helped that my parents liked her as a teacher so they were cool with me being in there with just her. Grading papers next to her was the best because whenever i wanted i could feel the belly(and when it was hot sometimes shirt up), when she got close to the end helping her up from the chair was also the greatest, and then during lunches we would munch on some food and sometimes she would bring me some. Now i was feeling something to her, what made me really know i was into pregnant women was before she left to give birth i was feeling the belly after some paper work. The baby was moving and i felt all of it with both hands on it, and when it stopped she asked if i wanted to listen to her belly. Putting my head to the belly really made me fell something, but then she asked if i would like to give it a quick kiss and i took it and sixth grade me felt my heartbeat a mile a minute. 
Sorry for the long post that was the cliffnotes version of that.

I even wasn't a teen, I was just 10 years old when I started to feel aroused to my pregnant aunt

Damn, I even wanted to see her nude in the bathroom...But I never did, at least I can still remember the texture of her huge and hard belly

Personally, I have been attracted to pregnant women since, at a guess, about 10 or so. I've just always loved the 'glow' that pregnancy gives women and have always loved caring for kids. (I don't even have a problem with changing diapers)

With me, I have anxiety and depression and whenever I'm babysitting or around a pregnant friend or family member, I feel a huge wave of calm come over me. (Basically, I don't feel anxious)

If anyone else loves kids and preggos as much as me, feel free to drop a PM

(July 27, 2019, 7:45 am)Anonamamma I used to always pretend to be pregnant when I was a little girl. The other kids mommies would get all this attention as they got bigger and bigger.

In the second or third grade i was looking at some kind of “body book for girls” or something like that. There was a silhouette of a girl like me, pre-pubescent, then another two of girls going though puberty, there were photod and info explaining breasts, periods, hips and all that. Then a fully matured woman was shown along with the same diagrams, info etc. I was duper curious and wanted to look like that, then I turned the page. The way the book presented it, every time you turned a page, you got to see “the next stage” the impression was that the reader (me) was im a journey with the final stage being the completion of womanhood.

When the next page depicted a totally naked, woman with magnificent tits and a belly fairly bursting, I absorbed the message that the most complete woman was a heavily pregnant one.
Also, at around this time, the truth about the relationship between “humping” boys and pregnancy had somehow become clear to me. I got funny feelings i was unfamiliar with.
Id go to bed at night, and once the house was quiet, id make fake boobs from socks and a belly from a pillow.
Then i’d lay there and sort imagine myself pregnant. Id talk to my baby. Aboit my baby to my imaginary friends and kids.
Once puberty hit, my funny feelings became overtly sexual and I when I learned about pleasuring myself, there was always a pregnancy related scenario infolding in my head.

So, yeah. This shit is deep.

Wow, it's fascinating. Are you also attracted to other pregnant ladies ?

Like many others here, I first felt drawn (but not yet attracted) to pregnant women when my mother was pregnant with my younger brother, her forth and last child. I must tell you that she is only 4'11" tall and used to be quite petite. His father was 6'2", 220, and could run a leisurely six-minute mile with a cigarette in his mouth. (At least before he got really sick, but that's neither here nor there.) That's a large part of why my little bother came out weighing well over ten pounds, besides her penchant for eating mostly pasta and starches for most all of the pregnancy. He was even big enough for her doctor to convince her to get induced two weeks early and still ended up doing an episiotomy on her, anyway. Even her postpartum belly left people asking her how far along she was, because she still looked about eight months pregnant. I was always fascinated by the changes that my mother went through to carry him, always kissing and rubbing on her belly and feeling my brother move. It was surreal for me. I was eight years old at the time.

Then, I hit adolescence and everything changed. I started fantasizing about nearly all of my fellow female students being hugely knocked-up, just about all of my female teachers being barely able to even waddle they're so pregnant, and even my female neighbors struggling to heft enormous pregnant bellies. Almost every night I would orgasm over and over to thoughts of my either impregnating them or furiously fucking them while pregnant. I know I definitely had loads of naughty dreams about one neighbor I had, directly across the hall from us. She was a really skinny but fit Latina who was all belly, breasts, and hips when she did get pregnant. She above average height, I'd say about 5'5" if not 5'6", and she kept her frizzy black hair drawn up in a small, tight bun. She had piercing brown eyes, and moca skin. Nicely put together, if a bit too slim for my tastes. I only got to cop a feel a couple of times when she was at her biggest, mostly because the pregnancy was very hard on her. In the end, she got a bad kidney infection about two weeks out from her due date, IIRC, and they delivered her daughter safe and sound via c-section. She recovered nicely, too, by the way, though she had to stay in the hospital for a while. Soon after that, they moved away when her husband found a job out-of-state. It was a bummer, too, because even before she got pregnant, she mostly a shut-in, anyway, so she never really interacted with anybody.

It wasn't long after that that I had the experience with my Spanish teacher, which I already posted about in another thread.

What I would more than anything now is to meet a sweet pregnant girl to simply lavish with all kinds of affection.(All kinds of affection.. ) I eventually want to get married and have a gorgeous preggo of my own to worship, protect, and care for as she bears my children. It is my hope that she swells full, mighty, and huge with our big, fat, healthy babies that we'll raise together.

(July 27, 2019, 7:45 am)Anonamamma I used to always pretend to be pregnant when I was a little girl. The other kids mommies would get all this attention as they got bigger and bigger.

In the second or third grade i was looking at some kind of “body book for girls” or something like that. There was a silhouette of a girl like me, pre-pubescent, then another two of girls going though puberty, there were photod and info explaining breasts, periods, hips and all that. Then a fully matured woman was shown along with the same diagrams, info etc. I was duper curious and wanted to look like that, then I turned the page. The way the book presented it, every time you turned a page, you got to see “the next stage” the impression was that the reader (me) was im a journey with the final stage being the completion of womanhood.

When the next page depicted a totally naked, woman with magnificent tits and a belly fairly bursting, I absorbed the message that the most complete woman was a heavily pregnant one.
Also, at around this time, the truth about the relationship between “humping” boys and pregnancy had somehow become clear to me. I got funny feelings i was unfamiliar with.
Id go to bed at night, and once the house was quiet, id make fake boobs from socks and a belly from a pillow.
Then i’d lay there and sort imagine myself pregnant. Id talk to my baby. Aboit my baby to my imaginary friends and kids.
Once puberty hit, my funny feelings became overtly sexual and I when I learned about pleasuring myself, there was always a pregnancy related scenario infolding in my head.

So, yeah. This shit is deep.

It is ok if it is deep, it is a wonderful fetish to enjoy.