You: Pregnant With Something You Don't Understand.

GIGANTIC Pregnant Lady

She sat in church, smiling, listening to the pastor talk about the value of purity and the spiritual power of saving yourself for marriage. "I could never break that vow." She told herself, almost tearing up, overcome with love for God.

She didn't know about the "prank" her little brother had pulled when they all got together for the holiday. A syringe of sperm inserted between her legs while she was asleep after some pills were put in her drink. He'd just wanted to know what would happen,he'd just learned that it could cause something really special,but nobody told him what. He was careful, her hymen was still intact and everything.

Now her inbred abomination was swelling her belly round, though she told herself it was just being careless with her diet. No big deal. She had no idea she was growing a deeply sinful fruit inside her, one that no priest would ever excuse or forgive her for creating.

She would remain joyously oblivious until she laid in her bedroom in the middle of the night months later, the head of this horrific burden taking her virginity, making this profane birth even more obscene and sinful. Praying to God to take this misery and pain and fear from her, to show her mercy. But if he heard, he didn't care. And, push by push, her own cousin slid out of her. She only realized she'd been pregnant when the newborn began to cry...

Michael's Medical Mishap

Hi, long time lurker and first time submitter here! Please tag me as #crystal

A young man finds himself unwillingly involved in an experimental procedure that gives him the ability to have children.

Mpreg, rape, forced pregnancy ahead. Please proceed with caution

Michael woke to a bright light against his closed eyelids. He attempted to lift his arm up to shield his face as his head throbbed in time with his heart, but found that both arms had been strapped down. His eyes flung open, then he immediately had to close them against the cold clinical lights shining down into his eyes. A well of anxiety gripped him, and he could feel himself begin to hyperventilate. Where was he?

Bracing himself for the brightness, he squinted as he opened his eyes, trying to figure out exactly what he was doing strapped down to a table. Unfamiliar medical instruments sat on a small metal table beside him. He swallowed thickly, relieved to at least be covered by a medical gown. 

What had happened for him to end up here? 

The last thing he recalled was getting home from his uni lectures, fishing around in his pocket for his house keys. Had he passed out and been brought to the hospital? If so, why had he been restrained? Had he been seizing?

He blinked blearily at the door as he heard it click open, followed by the entrance of a doctor. Something in the man’s placid smile soothed something in Michael’s hammering heart. He didn’t look like someone about to give bad news.

“Michael. You’re awake. Good to see.” The blond man observed, a gentle smile on his face. 

Michael nodded, pressing his lips together as the doctor stepped beside him and took his vitals.

“Uh, Dr…” Michael looked for a name badge and found none. “Uh, sir. Sorry, uh, what am I doing here? What happened?”

The doctor made a small noise of acknowledgement as he typed something into the tablet in his hands, but didn’t answer.

“I’m going to move onto an abdominal examination Michael, I’m going to have to lift up your gown.” He didn’t make it sound like a question, and Michael found himself frowning again. 

“W-what? Why am I here?” He tried again, but the doctor just snapped on some gloves and swiftly pulled up Michael’s gown to expose his bare genitals. Michael squeaked in surprise and pulled against the restraints, trying to move away from the unfamiliar man. “Stop! What are you doing!”

The doctor’s gentle smile turned disapproving, and he put a cold hand on Michael’s flushed skin. “Don’t make me tighten your restraints, this doesn’t need to be hard. Just let me check that everything has progressed well, then I’ll explain.”

Michael stilled, his eyes wide. “Progressed? What? What do you mean?”

The doctor ignored him, palpating his abdomen firmly. It wasn’t an exactly comfortable experience, being poked and prodded. Michael closed his eyes firmly and tried to pretend that he wasn’t exposed to the doctor. His lack of attention meant that when the doctor’s hands moved to his flaccid cock, he yelped.

“What are you doing!!” He demanded again, this time trying to kick out his legs. He didn’t succeed in anything but getting rough friction against his penis as the doctor gripped him firmly. Michael’s face flushed and he tugged until his forearms protested the action.

The doctor didn’t seem pleased, drawing back and typing something else into his tablet. “You’re making things more difficult for yourself, I hope you know that. I was going to get you to turn over yourself, but I don’t think you can be trusted.” The doctor pressed a call button that rang out in the room. Moments later, two burly orderlies stepped through the door. Michael tried to catch a glimpse of the hallway but they moved efficiently through the doorway. 

Between the three men, they were easily able to overpower Michael to get him laying on his front. Once a hand was free, he tried to pull it away to hide his half-hard erection but they just wouldn’t let go! His mouth felt full of cotton, his heart pounding so hard he could feel it in his head. “Please! Let me go! What are you doing!” He pleaded with them as they manhandled him. The orderlies were unaffected as they strapped him down into position. 

Michael couldn’t see what the doctor was doing now, which unsettled him. What was going on? Why wouldn’t anyone explain what was going on?  

He heard the unmistakable sound of a cap and lube being squeezed out onto gloves. 

“I will be examining your rectum for any irregularities. You need to relax for this process, will you need sedation?” 

Michael shook his head, whether to deny the need for sedation or to avoid the rectal exam, he wasn’t sure. He’d never had a prostate exam before but he was sure that this wasn’t routine for a hospital visit, nor the excessive force to get him into position. 

He felt the slippery fingers rub lubrication around the rim of his asshole, before two pressed inside. Michael let out a little noise of protest and hung his head in shame. Inside, the doctor’s fingers scissored, an uncomfortable but not painful feeling. He tried to shuffle forward to avoid the uncomfortable feeling, but the doctor just pressed in further and brushed against something that sent shivers all through Michael’s groin. He tried to bury his unwilling moans as the doctor added another finger, rubbing across his prostate again. 

Michael couldn’t will away his erection, he could feel it leak onto the sheets below him and he tried not to let the absolute humiliation get to him. No words of reassurance were offered to him, and the fingers moved further forward to something even more sensitive. Michael gasped as the doctor seemed to push into the space, palpating. Michael had never felt something there before, in his own explorations of his body, those nights masturbating with his fingers in himself. He couldn’t find it in himself to ask what it was, not even sure if he’d get an answer.

The fingers were removed abruptly, and Michael couldn’t help feeling bereft, his anus winking closed. He grimaced and tried to hide his face. 

“The implant was successful.” The doctor intoned.

What implant? What the fuck was this man on about?

“You’ve been selected for our experimental breeding program Michael, your body has adapted to the uterus implant beautifully.”

“What??” Michael croaked out, trying to turn to look at the doctor. This had to be some kind of sick joke, right? This man had to be insane.

“Now that I’ve confirmed the viability of your new reproductive organs, let’s test their efficacy, shall we?” There was a hint of amusement in the doctor’s voice.

Within moments, something fleshy and hot pressed against Michael’s empty hole. He let out a shriek as the doctor hoisted his hips up, arching his back for a good angle to press into Michael. He tried to pull away, thrashing and kicking but only succeeded in pulling the doctor’s hot cock further into him.

The quick preparation from the rectal exam hadn’t been enough, and big fat tears rolled down Michael’s cheeks as his hole was stretched beyond anything that he’d had before. “Please stop! Stop!” His cries fell on deaf ears as the doctor grunted above him.

“Hush boy, you’ll be just fine.” The doctor had finally sheathed himself inside fully, pressing against that weird tingly place deep inside. With a snap of his hips, the doctor was thrusting in again and again. Michael couldn’t help the little “uh uh uh”s that left his lips as he was fucked. All fight seemed to drain from his body. It sounded obscene, the slap of the doctor’s balls against his wet sloppy entrance. Michael’s cock dripped more precum below him, his prostate being grazed with almost every slam of the doctor’s cock. 

This was all kinds of wrong, but he’d never felt so good. So right. Heat pooled in his groin as the doctor’s thrusts became almost animalistic, before heat liquid splashed deep inside his hole. Michael let out a breathy moan as his own cock jerked and spilt his own seed all over the bed below. The doctor stilled inside, arm still firmly around Michael’s hips. 

“Good boy, that wasn’t so hard now was it?” The doctor sounded breathless but pleased. Michael shuddered as he pulled out his cock from Michael’s hole, his speed spilling out and down his crack. Michael stifled a sob, hiding his face again as the doctor removed the restraints, removed his ruined gown and turned him on his side. He just felt so defeated, the fight drained out of him with the soreness of his hole and the bruising on his ankles and wrists.

What was the doctor going to do when Michael didn’t miraculously become pregnant? Would he keep trying? Would he let Michael go?

Michael squinted up at the doctor, a miserable frown pulling at his lips as his gut churned. A wave of nausea hit him all at once and he couldn’t clamp his lips closed fast enough to stop himself from vomiting. The doctor seemed to have expected this, holding a plastic vomit bag in front of his face quickly. 

Michael’s head swam, and he vomited once more before fully collapsing back on the bed. Was it the adrenaline crash? The doctor didn’t seem very concerned at all, tapping a few notes on the tablet before smiling at Michael. It made another wave of nausea roll over the young man. 

“Right on track. We’re trialling an accelerated pregnancy paired with the implanted womb so we can get our results quickly.” Michael shook his head at the delusional man, tears welling up again but he didn’t protest. “You look like you’ve changed your attitude, good. The less you fight, the easier this will be.”

The doctor’s hands were back on his abdomen, just resting on the small swell- wait. The small swell?

Michael blinked down at his normally flat abdomen, bloated and still swelling. “Wh-what?” 

The doctor’s eyes didn’t leave his abdomen, “You’re pregnant Michael, with your rate of growth- possibly with twins.” 

Michael opened his mouth to protest, but his mouth clapped shut as an awful stretching feeling spread across his tummy. The small amount of bloating seemed to rapidly increase, a heavy feeling settling inside his abdomen, growing heavier and heavier. Soon, it became harder to take breaths, his lungs compressed with the sheer size and weight of whatever was inside of him.

Tears welled up in the corner of his eyes again, and he began to beg for the doctor to stop whatever was happening to him. 

He just kept swelling, look like he’d swallowed a softball, then a basketball. His belly button was stretched out, threatening to pop out as if he were actually pregnant. The doctor lathered moisturiser onto the bottom of his distended belly before running his hands on the underside. Michael threw his head back as his cock stirred at the attention. 

“Stop it! Stop it! Please!” He begged breathily. He could barely believe the sensations happening in his own body. A fluttering feeling trembled inside his firm abdomen and he cried out at the sensation. Soon enough, these feelings developed into kicks across the surface of his swollen abdomen. 

He had no choice but to accept that he was pregnant. 

“What did you do to me? Get it out! Get it out!” He sobbed as another leg kicked out against his spine. It shot pain all down his back and he writhed at the sensation. The doctor pulled away, pulling out a measuring tape to wrap around his bulging abdomen. Michael couldn’t even see his feet any more, his abdomen looking like he was at least 8 months along.

With a sudden pop, and a small relief of pressure, his belly button sprung out to sit on top of his swollen belly. The doctor made a pleased sound, pressing his fingers into the sensitive skin and causing Michael to moan erotically at the feeling. The doctor’s other hand wrapped around Michael’s cock, jerking it with deft movement. Michael squirmed, causing his swelling belly to move with him. The heavy feeling in his stomach only increase, the baby inside of him upset at the sudden movement.

“Stop! Stop!” He insisted, whimpering at the feeling of that hand around his painfully sensitive cock with the kicking against his ribcage.

“How many have you got in there, you greedy boy? You really loved my seed so much in you that you had to try and grow as much of me in you as you could, did you?” The doctor’s low tone sounded pleased.

Dread wrapped around Michael’s heart. Did that mean…was the doctor implying more than one baby…

That seemed to be an irrefutable fact as Michael’s stomach stretched out further than an overdue belly, to an active overdue twin belly and further. Stretchmarks pulled across his fragile skin, purpled and angrily red. He couldn’t do anything but watch as his belly swelled faster and faster, larger and larger. He wished his hands weren’t restrained so he could relieve some of the pressure on his spine and lungs. Anything but laying on his back while his pregnant form crushed him. The doctor’s sweet tugging of his cock didn’t even distract him from his plight.

“Ple-...please let me… sit up.” He panted.

“No. I like you like this.” The doctor said simply, a cruel smile on his lips as he left Michael’s red cock and pressed his fingertips into Michael’s belly button again and again and again, mimicking the way he’d fucked the boy into becoming pregnant. 

Michael swallowed thickly, trying his best to adjust his position but doing nothing but upset the litter inside of him. His head felt fuzzy, tears run dry for all that he wanted to weep.

He must have been reaching the size of quintuplets by the time his growth settled down, leaving a few precarious moments of pure relief that he wasn’t still growing.

Then his belly dropped.

Michael took a deep breath for the first time since he was impregnated, those agonising minutes ago. Then he wailed loudly as his implanted uterus contracted harshly around his heavy burden. A hard bowling ball felt like it was wedged between his hips, which obviously hadn’t kept up with the rapid growth in his new womb.

“No! Stop it! No!! Get them out!! Help me! Help!” He cried.

“There’s only one way those babes are coming out Michael, and I think you know how.” The doctor rubbed his hands along the huge mountain of womb. 

“Nooo, no no please, I’ll do anything! Please stop it, please.” Michael’s begging didn’t seem to change the doctor’s mind at all, if anything, it seemed to arouse the man as he caressed his stomach and refrained from replying.

Michael breathed harshly through his nose as another vice-like contraction rolled through his abdomen. The babies seemed to protest their treatment inside their home, rolling and kicking to get comfortable. He tried not to let the pained noises escape him, seeing how much the doctor enjoyed hearing them. He could barely wrap his head around the doctor’s forced entrance, let alone the children he’d implanted in him along with a new womb. It was insanity, but it was happening to him. Part of him wished that he could wake up from this nightmare but the clarity of the pain was too real for it to be a dream.

The doctor pulled his hands away, grabbing at one of Michael’s restrained legs and pulling it far open. His legs burned with the stretch, but he couldn’t find the strength to pull away.

“Nooo. No no no no no” Michael pleaded.

The doctor continued to tie Michael’s leg far apart from the other, then moved on to the other until Michael’s legs were as spread apart as they could be with a belly as large as his. He placed two fingers back into Michael’s opening, causing the young man cry out. 

“Stop it! What are you doing! Leave me alone!”

“I need to see if your cervix is softening, you can’t move into stage two of labour until your birth canal is ready.” The doctor informed him.

“I don’t have a cervix! I’m a man! I can’t give birth!” Michael wailed hysterically.

The doctor made a tsking sound, then resumed his exploration into the puffy rectum. It was much more loose than it had been even after he’d impregnated the boy, and when he reached up to feel the nub of his cervix, he could feel that it had indeed begun to soften.

Meanwhile, Michael was desperately trying to mask how aroused he was by the doctor’s touch of his new entrance. It was impossible to escape those fingers pressing against it, firm and sure. He took a few shuttering breaths, then began to weep as another contraction encased his large frame. 

The doctor pulled his hand out, satisfied with the boy’s progress and looseness. “You’re doing very well.” He praised.

The next few minutes felt like pure torture, the moments between his rapidly increasing contractions and feeling what had to be his baby’s head slam against his cervix over and over again. He prayed for this moment to end, for it all to end.

Then he let out a primal grunt, and something burst inside him. His waters flowed from his cervix and down into the mess on the bed, joining his cum and making the bed even more uncomfortable. 

“Wh-what just happen-OH” He cut himself off as a stronger contraction than any before gripped him. He could barely think against the pain and pressure of it all. He could feel the head begin to descend into his softened cervix.

“Push with each contraction now, don’t fight it.” The doctor reminded the flushed pregnant man.

As another contraction took hold of Michael, his whole abdomen seemed to squeeze in, desperately trying to expel his babe into the world. The doctor watched as Michael began to strain, his anus bulging a little but no head visible.

“Go on Michael, you can do more than that. You’ve more than just one to push out, so you better make it quick.” 

Michael wailed at that, the idea of having to do this more than once.

He panted out as he waited for another crest of contraction to squeeze him and he bore down. The bowling ball weight crushed past his muscles, engaging his pelvis in the most painful way. Michael wanted to shift his weight, anything to escape the pressure. Flutters and sharp kicks were thrown against his fragile skin and he shuddered. 

“Please, I can’t do this- please.” He begged, sweat beading down his forehead. His chest heaved with every pathetic breath he could take.

The doctor just ignored his pleas, running a hand over Michael's new bulging form.

What's the biggest a host has been without bursting?

This can vary from host to host, as well as based on the species. However, a few examples can give us a general idea of just how big some people can go.

Whether it be rapidly or slowly, some women reach sizes that are technically considered normal. However, the myriad of stretch marks tells a very different story as their body struggles to handle all the expansion. Given that this is still within the realm of normalcy, these are the most well documented.

Further still we reach the outliers, who all are well past normal sizes and are very frequently discovered sooner. Though there are very few occasions where ACC agents make it in time before birthing happens, the few exception have led to a well of data to go through.

Past this point are very few fringe cases that were almost always discovered after the fact. While all investigations are ongoing, we hope to find more information on these potential 'brood queens' as agents have taken to calling them around the compounds. Due to no better naming convention having been presented, the R&D department has taken to using that name until a better one has been presented...

-Dr.Adam Carter

W-whoah… what’s happening to me???? I don’t understand my belly hurts so bad and it’s stretching so much 🥺 I think you might’ve filled me up to full😖

Storm Area 51

Memes are fun and all, but the Storm Area 51 meme has unfortunately landed some people in some serious trouble/danger.

Although most people know it's a joke, this past Tuesday saw a few people attempt to break into area 51 as well as the EIHA facility. Here's the outcome of that:

Denise Kelly, 28, made it in without initially alerting the guards. She decided to venture in to our delicate brood-sac room. A room that no one is ever meant to enter. This room contains a wealth of eggs from various alien species. The presence of a fertile female in the room will immediately wake them all up, and that's exactly what happened. Although Denise was only impregnated with non-lethal breeds, the problem was that she was impregnated by 57 breeds at once. As you can imagine, that posed a bit of a spacing dilemma with them.

As soon as Denise had entered the room, our alarm sounded, but by the time we got there she was already in the state you can see in the picture. She was wearing profusely, moaning loudly, and thick blue veins had erupted all over her belly. Through her pained breaths she attempted to call for help, but it was far too late for her, a second later she split open, gushing a tonne of alien embryos all over the floor.

Next there was Susan Wells, who managed to get herself impregnated with multiple experimental breeds. This caused her belly to swell with a huge amount of alien amniotic fluid. Luckily we managed to get to her in time, and have been draining her belly as fast as we can. Susan, however, is in a near vegetive state, as the amount of alien chemicals attempting to influence her mind and body are overwhelming her physiology. Despite our instant care of her, it's unlikely she'll make it.

Rachel Bowman managed to escape the compound again after getting impregnated. She later proudly posted her enlarged body on social media, boasting of her alien motherhood. Even though the breed she got impregnated with isn't the most dangerous, it still poses a threat to society if she births it in the wild. A team has been sent out to track her down from these posts.

Ellie Holden was another escapee who managed to get herself impregnated with our newly formed, very rare, Armistus embryo. Armistus is a very hard alien to find or synthesise and releasing one has set our research back months. Armistus enjoys a strong, testosterone-fuelled host, so what will likely happen in the coming weeks is, Ellie will work out excessively and become extremely strong and muscled. It is important our team finds her before she becomes too difficult to contain.

Some people escaped without realising they'd gotten impregnated. Some aliens have an offset reaction and don't trigger until days later. This happened to Kenya Minto, a college student who travelled in to participate in the raid. She thought it would be a funny thing to do for clout, but the day after she left she began to feel these strange sensations in her lower belly. Like Rachel, Kenya documented this on social media, although she was clearly a lot more worried than Rachel was. Kenya had begun to hear from her friends that they were experiencing strange sensations and swelling. As soon as Kenya's belly started swelling, she snapped an anxious pic and posted to Snapchat.

All these surviving girls are being tracked down. You can send an ask to the page if you'd like to know the updates on them.

Del-Ken's Curse was the alpha and omega for so many of us. This primal, horrific pregnancy curse that grows relentlessly, kicking to life slowly despite being unwanted.

So much of modern belly expansion and pregnancy horror comes from this single comic - the phrase, "hard and unyeilding to the touch," alone - that it is a travesty to not celebrate this masterpiece on Tumblr.

Raise a glass to Del-Ken and Curse.

Del-Ken: https://www.deviantart.com/del-ken

If you have experienced rapid belly growth, unexpected pain, or feeling a mass under your navel, please reach out! There has been an outbreak of these symptoms. This applies to all genders!

Who wants to stuff me full? Who wants to watch as whatever is inside fights to get out?