Another 40 Pregnancy Fetish Haiku

Sperm meets waiting egg
Belly expands and expands
I will hit on you

Can’t fit in old clothes
Maternity-wear pricey
Welcome, nude preggo

My eyes go right there
The abdomen, best when round
I pray for gravid

You can do it all
Magic femininity
Make a damn human

Give yourself to it
Get huge, get horny, get fucked
Give yourself to me

Bump has me smitten
I need to know how it feels
Just let me touch it

Creampie with purpose
Make your very own preggo
Screw her constantly

The world needs children
I need a pregnant woman
Everybody wins

Twins, triplets, or more
Attain ridiculous size
Financial ruin

How many can fit?
Twins? Triplets? Quadruplets? Quints?
She’ll stretch endlessly

Fuck to impregnate
Fuck to appreciate her
And fuck to induce

Drawing every eye
Pregnant bellies magnetic
Everyone’s in love

Nothing’s guaranteed
See a preggo, hit on her
Might be only shot

Preggos wear too much
Tube top beats a maxi dress
Let us see those bumps

Torpedos, tear drops
Basketballs, all bellies, B’s
All of them awesome

BBW
Pregnant, filled out everywhere
All that space for dick

Eyes peeled in public
Focused on gals’ midsections
Noticing preggos

You must respect them
They’re creating life within
Can still want to fuck

The sperm meets the egg
Months pass and belly expands
I’ll cum right on it

I want to be king
Have what I want brought to me
Just preggos, really

How do their bumps feel?
I’m dying to touch and know
Hard to learn online

Focus on creampies
Cum can splash belly later
Must impregnate first

They drive me crazy
The curves, the feminine grace
It’s just beautiful

Public signs of them:
Pushing strollers already
Sporting huge bellies

Like bloating at first
Then cute, outmatched by bosom
Gravid, finally

Want to look and touch
Do not want to be a creep
The preggo balance

“Fetishist” threatens
How about “enthusiast”?
Would people calm down?

They get used to stares
They have to, with all those eyes
Pregnant bodies glow

Surrogacy rules
Pregnancy, no childcare
Just keep doing it

Discover passion
You might find it anywhere
Maybe pregnancy

The porn isn’t real
Nor stolen public glimpses
Must have it first-hand

How do stretch marks feel?
How about outie navels?
What’s pregnancy like?

A map of blue veins
Breasts down to bump, bump to crotch
Fingers trace softly

Breastmilk will arrive
You’ll probably play with it
Make a mess of bed

Hormones enhance drive
Dick after dick after dick
Hope mine will be one

They’re gassy and sore
They vomit and swell and cry
I’d cuddle them all

Weight gain will occur
Preggos look gorgeous in it
Never shame people

Hormones go both ways
May want cock, cock may repulse
Cross fingers, I guess

There’s no hiding it
The pregnancy or the stares
Just stay respectful

She’ll sometimes feel bad
Think she’s ugly, gross, awful
Must reassure her