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10710 No.2139[Reply]

Should the Furry board have it's own Edit thread? I mean, there's plenty of art to manipulate, and Drawn primarily deals in humans…

66a54 No.2140

Why don't you just make one?

66a54 No.2141

Why don't you just make one?



c2576 No.1783[Reply]

Has anyone here ever bought one of these: http://www.moonbump.com/?

f2c0d No.1811

It's something I considered, but I just stuff my shirt if I want to play pretend. (Though, I have PCOS so my fat distributes to my stomach first anyway)

I did always want to get this though: http://store.realityworks.com/products/realcare-pregnancy-profile-simulator

f0729 No.2084

No, but I do have an inflatable belly and a footpump. So I can slowly inflate it whilst wearing it under my clothes.



1c34b No.2044[Reply]

I am wishing to indulge my desires and others' for pregnancy and birth rpg. I am a 28 yr old female who is seeking both genders to enjoy this with. Anyone interested can email sugarpop175@gmail.com


3ac1e No.1974[Reply]

Please. PLEASE keep this generalized. I'm not trying to call out artists and I don't want this to become a fight OR circle jerk. (Can Mods keep an eye on this?)

What do you personally like in art and does how the artist presents themselves change how much you like their art?

Subject is the easiest measure but since we're all pretty inline here what else?

815b9 No.1976

Wrong board?
Also what?

3ac1e No.1978

>>1976

It's a discussion, not for posting images.

af83e No.1979

We've honestly have two similar threads about this here >>446 and here >>1007
You can try stirring those two up again instead making a whole new one.

3ac1e No.1982

It's really not the same thing but I get the point.

aa288 No.2006

Those other two threads seem to be stuff complaining about things. This one seems more like it's asking what people like.

Anyways, for me, I can like a lot of different things in art for different reasons. Sometimes it's the shape of the belly, sometimes it's the scenario. I can't really tell what I like in appearance so much (as it can vary from belly to belly and every artist does bellies differently). But as for scenarios…

I really like over exaggerated stuff sometimes. Like heavy intense BREEDING. Or massively fertile/virile scenes. One thing I really like is exaggerated scenes of sperm piercing the ovum, sometimes like a little army or slamming into it like a rocket. I could go on, but those are some things I like for now.



19a7c No.1855[Reply]

[Ready for some Robosploitation? Good! I'll just leave this here, and props to those of you who've played MMX Command Mission!]
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ba350 No.1948

>>1943
Uh, could I perhaps have a link to said gallery?

Also it might be better if you made a thread just for your stories since you have so many, it just would be much easier to archive them or keep up with them

e8bed No.1973

>>1948

Delayed answer!

hxxp://www.furaffinity.net/gallery/huskarchon/

Will need an account to view the gallery in its entirety.

a542e No.2003

Just a little something for those of you who enjoyed Basquash! and Kagaku Na Yatsura! XD

a542e No.2004


Ayana groaned as she shifted to get comfortable, feeling the office chair creak under her fertile weight.

It felt good to be on-break, one of the many her adoptive-sister allotted during Ayana's shift. There were often 'unexpected' breaks in the form of milking sessions, briefings, debriefings, and harmless-but-arousing-experiments; Ayana was quite used to it. After all, they were the Hizuki sisters; they lived and breathed biological science.

As it so happens, they now bred it too. Ayana looked down, barely able to see her bloated womb around the taut pair of spheres resting on her chest. Having been the size of her head before pregnancy, Ayana's breasts had ballooned ridiculously as the months passed. Now they were to the point that she couldn't even reach around them to feel her nipples. She'd been extremely sensitive before, and pregnancy had magnified her arousal tenfold, leaving her thankful for the protection afforded by the nurse's garb she'd squeezed into.

She didn't know why Touko insisted on ordering such small uniforms; Ayana mused as she regarded herself in the full-wall mirror that Touko installed in her cramped office. Her crimson eyes regarded long blue hair still damp from the morning shower. Her creamy skin seemed to glow with maternal pride, still partially dried from hastily toweling off what little she could reach. Her pert, human, nose could still smell the faint honeydew scent of her shampoo, as well as the remnants of the cocoa-butter and coconut oil that Touko had scrubbed her rotund body with in their spacious shower that morning.

Ayana felt her lavender nurse's garb creak alarmingly as she shifted her weight again; her legs wriggled, spread at nearly 90 degrees around her planet of a womb; her belly so huge it easily reached the floor from where she sat and lifted her mammoth breasts to tickle her chin. Such was the sheer size of her pregnancy; Ayana's legs couldn't reach fully past her belly - and Touko fared little better with her own size. Ayana's pointed dog ears twitched slightly, as did her fluffy point of a tail as it wagged; despite her ill-fitting attire and fertile bulk, Ayana was happy.

And why shouldn't she be? She was swollen to near-immobility with Haruki's litter, the boy finally manning-up and marrying her after college - preferring her personality over Airi's snippiness. Airi had attended the wedding, but left soon after the reception began, and Touko theoPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

e8bed No.2005

>>2004

This one gets another hearty Vault Boy thumbs up :D

Thanks for sharing HuskArchon!



00349 No.1872[Reply]

'Nother fic, this time Yugioh based, surprising eh? You all can blame the Abridged series for this, as well as the unedited manga.

00349 No.1873


The cosmos bled around him.

Bakura yawned and leaned back in the throne, watching with mild disinterest as he swirled his drink. The skies cracked with both light and unlight - lighting locked in time at its brightest moment and left to undulate in the agony of it. There was no sun here, and no moon, but there were stars. Their light was weak, and the expanse of the horizon was blotched with tears in reality, pale windows into other worlds and timelines. Other conquests for another day. Around him stretched the flat floating expanse of the realm, a random mishmash of desert sand, lush garden, cold concrete, and sandstone cobble. Such plains were occasionally dotted with structures: a shattered egyptian monument here - it's pieces frozen in mid-collapse; a floating apartment there, lights on. A desolate scape of frozen destruction. He lounged, sipping thoughtfully, letting the rich pinot blanc flow over his tongue. Good vintage; it tasted of home.

Not that 'home' existed for him anymore, not in the conventional sense anyway. His ascension to godhood upon releasing Zorc Necrophades into the mortal realm and using the power of the Millennium Items to absorb the daemon's essence and fuse it to that of his and his limey host's souls.

Was home Ancient Egypt? Or perhaps the Shadow Realm where Zorc had formed? Or maybe Great Britain, where his mewling present-self-host had been born? Honestly, they were questions he didn't care to dwell on; besides, this was his home now. Bakura smirked as he regarded the insane morass around him: Where rips in reality didn't peek through skies the colour of gasoline-stained velvet; the disembodied eyes of eldritch… things rolled, regarding him warily with alien intelligence. For all their implied gall, they knew an apex predator when they saw one.
A fact he was keen to remind them of, taking a moment to glance at one particular eyeball and sending a spark of power into it. A low screech was heard on the very edge of the senses; the eye pulsated, looking about frantically before dissolving in a splotch of black blood. Other eyes orbiting his realm took their cue, hurriedly winking out of existence.

"Yes, begone." Bakura hissed bemusedly, sipping the vintage again. "We won't have gawkers invading our fun, right love?" At this he finally looked down at the maiden who bobbed her head in his lap.

Bakura didn't quite know why Ishizu stayed around; and stubbornly refused to aPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

c4821 No.1939

>>1873
Too hardcore, gentlemen? PX

84178 No.1944

>>1939

Well, didn't get much into Yugioh, so I couldn't enjoy the pervy fan-fic spin like the others.

Just as good imo though!



dcdee No.1891[Reply]

Just a bit of Zelda multiverse, enjoy!

dcdee No.1892

Not for the first time that day, Telma felt full.

Lunch had been substantial, as demanded by her cravings and condition; consisting of freshly grilled goat sausages in a puree-honey glaze, spiced pumpkin-squash soup, hearty vegetables, and plenty of milk. Which wasn't surprising, since milk was always in abundance these days, she thought with a wry smile and glance at her mammoth rack.

She'd always been considered busty by Hylian standards, and above-average when compared to other Gerudo; plumper too. Which is probably why new patrons of her bar always seemed so surprised: expecting a nubile young thing in silken desert garb and long flowing crimson locks; and not the hefty, squat, matronly woman clad in leather and lace; with a yellow sports bra straining around her impressive chest and beads decorating her dark, woven, cornrows. Such surprise abated often enough, with adequate flow of booze and suitably exciting stories and song.

Indeed, Telma didn't mind her weight, not fully turning to fat, but maintaining a healthy amount of pudge - she didn't have to compete with younger women at market for outfits, nor need fear curious questing hands of the rowdier bargoers. Though her cleavage helped keep them mildly enticed and distracted when haggling tabs, as well as providing a handy place to keep her coinpurse.

Despite all this, she had felt unfulfilled: mainly in the ways of love. Her first crush had died to Lizalfos attack when she'd been a maiden; and her fling with Renado had been brief and unanimously called off when he couldn't spare time away from his Shaman duties. Hardly bitter about this, Telma had resumed her usual way of life - an inexpensive barkeep serving wayward adventurers and sharing a flat with her poofy cat, Louise.

Then decree had come down on high. The script of the goddesses shone on shiekah-stones throughout the land, in the temples, caves, and on roadside. They all bore the same message: that the bloodline of the Hero of Time should be preserved and spread so that the world would better combat evil the next time darkness swallowed the land; and that specific women be granted rights to take in Link's seed and swell with his children. Suffice to say, the blonde mute had had a busy schedule as of late - questing to prevent catastrophe and being used as a breeding stud ate up alot of free time.

The many suitors were courted and romanced by the Hero, soon receiving gifts from his Post too long. Click here to view the full text.

1e2de No.1895

Not too bad. I'm not hugely into hyper stuff, but the descriptions are pretty good, there's a nice level of detail, and your grammar is perfectly solid. And I do love me some Telma. Good show.

I do find myself wishing there was more detail in the birth scene, but that's just personal preference. XD

d7a7c No.1925

I like it. The scenario is pretty great, and I'm a sucker for all encompassing multiverse cross overs. And I'm a big fan of scenarios where one guy knocks up a lot of girls.

8c39b No.1937

>>1895

Glad you liked it and that the grammar works well. I tend to suffer from run-on sentences whenever I write, so I'm happy I'm able to break away from that.

Yeah, I haven't done much in the way of writing birth before, so I'm a bit noobish at it. If you've any bits of advice, please let me know.

Anyway, thanks for reading! :D

8c39b No.1938

>>1925
I suppose I was inspired by Lurkergg's Lending Link Out comic series. Something about Link getting all the tail he's missed over the franchise is neat.

Besides, we've kinda already have a multiverse in the form of Hyrule Warriors. I'm just expanding it to be all-encompassing to all the games.



d19f8 No.1867[Reply]

I just tried to get on preggophilia today and for some reason, it wouldn't let me login. It said I was banned even though I hadn't logged in. It it like that for everyone> It won't even let me try to log in or to contact the administrators.

36ef1 No.1871

I can still access it.



bdd36 No.1866[Reply]

I'm not sure if anyone has started one of these yet, but I think it'd be pretty cool to share stories of the first time we've ever actually TOUCHED a pregnant belly. I'm attempting to focus on non-super-sexual stuff, but hey, you write whatever you want.

(I apologize in advance about the length)

I had my first time the other day, and it was amazing. I volunteer at our local animal shelter, have been for the last 5 years, and one of the other employees there, we'll call her Cass, got pregnant. Now she's short, like, real short, teetering at around 5 foot, and when she got to full term, she was all belly, carrying real far out front. I'd known her and talked to her the since before the pregnancy, but I stepped up my game a bit when I found out for just the following reason. There aren't many times she's there, and my work schedule changes on a weekly basis, so I feared I wouldn't be able to see her before she gave birth, but I lucked out. I was talking to her, asking questions about her pregnancy, I'm trying to play it cool but I'm totally sweating on the inside. The maesiophile in me wanted to touch her belly so badly, but the gentleman in me didn't want to be a creep. Eventually, the pressure of this fetishy little quirk won out, and I asked her "What does it feel like?" She answered by talking about just how stretched out and bloated she felt, and about the development of stretch marks. Sensing a bit of a conversational opening, I made my move and asked more directly "may I feel?" To my delight, and relief, she was totally ok with it, saying "Oh, my stomach? Sure!" before turning to face it toward me. I couldn't believe my luck. I was ecstatic, though I think I covered it pretty well. I reached out gently with my right hand and lay the tips of my fingers at the very end around where her belly button would be. I could not believe how taught it was. All those fetish-fics describe it as 'drum-tight' and man, it's pretty dead on. It was like she filled a beach ball with water and stuffed it under her shirt. There wasn't any movement, but really, I wasn't going to complain. I think I milked it or about 45 seconds. Feeling around and exploring that super firm belly of hers was a dream come true. It may have been through a shirt, and one of those supportive 'belly belt' things, but that's fine. It's finally something I can take off my bucket list. Due to my work schedule, I'm pretty sure she'll have popped the next time I see her. If she hasn'Post too long. Click here to view the full text.


b5ab2 No.1530[Reply]

So…

Apparently, this is a thing now. Thank you TLC for stooping to another level of…something…which I don't know what.

http://www.tlc.com/tv-shows/labor-games/about-labor-games/

I can't…words cannot…I don't know if…wha?
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afea9 No.1535

>>1534
Tell me about it; remember fuckin' Runway Moms? A show all about pregnant fashion models. And then there was "A Baby Story;" the episodes themselves were hit or miss, but the intro (at least the first one; i THINK it's the first one)was really cute.

But seriously, what the fuck happened? I guess after fucking "Honey Boo Boo" and "I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant," anything is an improvement.

cec57 No.1536

>>1534
>>1535

I remember that. When I was first starting with all this I used to record them on blank VHS tapes (yup!) with my parents' VCR since they usually weren't home when those came on, then I would watch them in my room muted. xD Then I would record over them with a cartoon or something to hide the evidence. :p

Ahh the good ol' days. xD

b74ec No.1840

>>1535
Speaking of shows like Runway Moms and Baby Story, I also remember some similar shows, though they were on Discovery Fit-Health. Birth Day, which was like Baby Story but focused only on the birth and House of Babies which…..I really don't know much about that one, other than the only episode I saw part of was a water-birth focused one.

On another note, does anyone actually know a place to watch some of those online?

7bba0 No.1844

… they are really dredging the bottom, aren't they? /smh

32c33 No.1845

>>1844
If you don't have good writers to make fiction, reality TV is the lowest bar because you can roll out cameras, film for two days, throw it to editors to make a story up, and call it good. It's cheap, and people eat it up like crazy, even ironically.

If you haven't, look up Charlie Brooker's Screenwipe and TV editing, he covers how bullshit and fabricated reality TV is.



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