Belly in a Dress

Brad groaned, shifting a little where he sat. "Have you seen how hot you are?" He whispered. "And I haven't been toughed down there in forever. Usually I just take care of myself, but it's gotten so hard now that I'm so big... ungh." He whimpered a little and shifted in his seat. "My babies are... sitting in a little bit of a precarious spot." He murmured.

"What's wrong?" Natasha was having a hard time trying to tear her eyes away from his cock. It was straining against the fabric, eager and throbbing for her. She craved it so bad.

"They're... um... sitting... on something..."

Natasha frowned and stood up a little on her knees, looking at him over the top of his belly. "Sitting on something?"

Brad nodded. "Yeah."

"Your bladder? You need to pee?"

He shook his head. "No, something else. My... my prostate. Oh God..." He groaned again. His cock now almost lurched out of his panties. His belly moved too, the babies inside adjusting position inside him. Brad was sweating.

"The babies are on your prostate?"

Brad nodded, whimpering. "Yeah... they can do it sometimes when I sit in this position. My prostate is currently the size of an apple." He gave a slight smile, despite being uncomfortable. "One of the drawbacks of male pregnancy."

"Is it painful?"

"Quite the opposite." His own hands were on his breasts now, those huge man melons, and he was kneading his flesh through the dress. They were finally starting to spill out, and Natasha saw those huge chocolate nipples, the matching areola's of the same color, now between his fingers. She was divided now on what she wanted most.

"When my babies... when they put pressure on my prostate, like they are doing now... it feels too good."

Natasha understood now. "It's going to make you cum."

Brad nodded. "I've cum a few times without even touching my cock because of it. Just blown my load." He shuffled again on the couch, trying to get his babies to change where they were laying, but it didn't seem to help at all. "I've got to move, otherwise I'll cum to quickly." He took his hands off his breasts, leaving those huge melons to flop now onto his stomach, so delightfully fat and enormous, and went to place his hands on the couch to haul himself up.

Natasha stopped him. She placed one hand on his belly, keeping him where he was. Her palm was flat on his popped navel, and she felt her own pussy quiver as she felt it properly. It was fat and engorged, far firmer than his belly.

"Stay right where you are. I think I know what to do with you." She grinned.

Brad felt a little uneasy but slid back on the couch with Natasha's orders. "Are you sure?"

Natasha gave him a wicked smile. "I think I know what to do here." And with that she bobbed her head closer, pulling down his cock, finally releasing it from it's shackled prison. His sack fell free as well, and she saw now how swollen they appeared to be, teeming with cum. He clearly had not gotten his rocks off in a while.

With her prize now free, Natasha didn't hesitate. She placed her mouth over the tip of his cock, and slid herself over him.

"Oh fuck!" Brad groaned. His breath was ragged, coming out in burst rather than actual rhythm, as Natasha enveloped his manhood. He went back to fondling his tits, pulling on his nipples, teasing and playing with them.

Natasha meanwhile had her head bobbing up and down on his cock, moaning, a little lipstick trail being left on the shaft near the head, as she never left her own cock head out of her mouth. Strands of saliva hung across the cock here and there as she got sloppy with it, enjoying herself. She let her tongue come out, covering his shaft underneath before snaking around the sides, as she increased her pace. She wanted him to cum. She wanted him to blow her load down her own throat. She was moaning into the own cock, breathing heavily, desiring his seed!

"Oh fuck, that feels amazing!" Brad let out another groan. He had swelled up even harder inside Natasha's mouth, and she found her own hand now wanting to snake between her own legs, and dive into the honey pot that was pouring it's own juices out of her.

Her head broke off of his cock, leaving sticky tendrils of saliva between it and her lips. Brad watched intently as she left her mouth open, saliva dripping down her chin, finding himself groaning even louder as he looked at her. With a smile, her tongue now snaked out and with a quick flick it ran right across his cock slit. She was moaning to herself as she did it, her tongue lashing his cock head up and down, left to right, as she lathered it in her own juices. The head was shiny from all her ministrations, the bulb blossoming and throbbing with every beat of his racing heart.

"Are you close?" She whispered up to him, all doe eyed, as her tongue kept licking his tip.

"Yes... yes I'm so close!" He cried out to her.

Natasha took her right index finger, bringing it up to his cock head, and began to slather it in all the saliva and juices that were still coated on his tip. She made sure her whole finger was coated in the sticky juices. Nice and lubed up.

"I want to see you explode." Her juice covered finger now left his cock, travelling further down, the tip of it sliding down his fat and engorged shaft. It reached his cock root, and kept going, down between his sack, between his two swollen orbs, until she got even lower. She found it, that soft little ring, right where it was meant to be. She felt Brad tense up, as she began to roam her finger right over his sphincter.

"I guess this hole has been used quite often by you. Especially with all the birth's you've gone through?" Natasha asked him. He said nothing, eyes now shut, mouth slightly agape, as Natasha teased him. Her sticky finger was coating his little hole as it puckered up, then relaxed. "Just as I suspected. It does get a good workout. It's opening up for me."

"Please... I'm so close..."

Natasha shushed him. "Hush now. You just told me before your prostate is the size of an apple, and right now you've got your babies sitting on it. It must be so very sensitive..." She pushed her finger inside him, the hole swallowing her up, and now Brad's eyes opened up, bulging, as she entered him.

"You like that don't you baby?" Her tongue was still licking the tip of his cock in between talking to him, still slathering her saliva over his slit. "You like this finger inside you?"

She kept worming her way up inside him, the finger getting closer to the prized area within him. His ass was wet, almost lubed itself, and she wondered if that had anything to do with his womb and being pregnant? She wasn't even sure where the insides of his body connected.

But she felt herself getting close. She could feel a slight bulge inside him, where her finger now was, something pressing outwards from inside him. It had to be his enlarged prostate; the pleasure center hidden inside his pregnant ass. Even just lightly grazing it caused his cock to quiver.

"That feels amazing..." He said, his breath coming now even more deep. His fingers kept pulling on his nipples, and Natasha swore she saw a bead of milk drip out of his right breast.

"Do you want to cum for me Daddy?" She asked him. Her mouth hovered over his cock, her own hot breath tantalizing his glans, making him swell up even greater. The whole tip of it had become a deep shade of purple and red. "Do you want to cum in my mouth?"

"Oh yes, oh God yes!"

"Are you a sissy?" She kept toying with him, just stroking the edge of that enlarged gland in his rear, never going all the way. "Are you a pregnant little sissy?"

He nodded, imploringly looking at her. "Yes!"

"You like everyone thinking you're a woman don't you? Dressing up and showing off your big pregnant belly?"

He grunted, his hips rolling around on the couch. He was so close to cumming. Natasha wondered how long she could make him edge for.

"You like that I thought you were a woman don't you? You like being one?"

"Yes! Yes I do!"

She could feel him now. His ass was starting to tighten up. His balls churned and moved. She could smell the cum ready to burst forth from his cock head. It was time.

"Then cum for me!"

She took hold of his cock with her free hand and began to pump him, working his shaft quickly, tightly, feeling the blood pump so strongly through it all. And with the other hand, the finger inside his ass, she went deeper, stroking his prostate, the male g-spot.

"Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum!"

"Cum for me you sissy slut! Cum all over your belly!"

Natasha aimed his cock not at her face, not at her mouth, but up, right into the underside of that huge gravid dome. The cum roared out of him, causing a high-pitched wail out of his mouth, white liquid spraying out like a geyser. It was the most cum Natasha had ever seen a man shoot out, let alone ever seen a pregnant man cum before. Ropes of hot, sticky goo splattered all over his smooth belly, cumming over and over all of it.

Brad leaned back, as far back into the couch as he could get, back arched, firing off these heavy loads onto himself. In the end, everything from his navel down was covered in his own seed, dripping in thick droplets to between his legs. Finally, after a near minute, his cock gave one final lurch and fell quiet, falling down rapidly between his legs.

Natasha pulled her finger out of his ass, a slight pop sound being made as it sprung free of his ass. She licked it clean, tasting his rear end, as Brad just sat there, sighing, his dress now all clinging to himself, covered in spunk.

"Geez, you really were backed up!" Natasha grinned. She finished cleaning her finger, to now scoop up a thick globule of cum off his belly. She placed it in her mouth and smiled. "Mmmm, that's tasty!"

Brad returned back to Earth, smiling, adjusting his wig ever so slightly as he looked down at Natasha. "I told you it had been awhile."

"No lie there... hey!" She saw his cock, deflating only a second ago, now starting to rise again. "Gee whiz, you are a machine!"

Brad gave a coy smile. "Want to go round two?"

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There was a near full moon out, enough that the whole sky seemed lit up by the dazzling radiance of the stellar body. They were far enough out of the city that you could have seen some stars on a typical night, but with the moon so high, that was unfortunately an impossibility right now.

Natasha was under the sheet only up to her waist, her upper torso exposed to the midnight air. She was lying on her side, staring out the window, looking out at the stars that should have been there. She swore she saw them sometimes, if she squinted hard enough, but it was just her mind playing tricks on her. All she really saw was the just the vast canvas of dark blue and black above her.

Behind her, stirring, was Brad. They'd fucked for a few hours in bed, over and over again, until Brad finally dozed off. His pregnancy was obviously limiting his stamina to a degree, and after one final orgasm, it had been lights out for him. Natasha herself felt energized more than anything, but understood that he probably needed a rest for his babies. So she had curled up next to him, staring out at the sky.

Brad rolled over, nuzzling into her back, and she felt that oh so familiar bump now press into her. He was positively ginormous, and Natasha couldn't get enough of it. It was the strangest situation to find herself in, so completely different to the regular day to day of her boring job. But she felt so happy now.

"Did I fall asleep?"

Natasha smiled. "Yes dear."

"Sorry." Brad mumbled.

"Don't be." Natasha rolled over to face him. He was barely under the covers himself, sheets barely up to his hips. He had discarded all of his female attire ages ago, now looking like the slight, slightly effeminate but very pregnant man Natasha was getting to know quite well. He was rubbing his belly as she rolled over, just on his side. She also couldn't help but notice the very large pair of full breasts currently being squeezed together between his arms as he lay there. She licked her lips at the sight of them.

"Can't sleep?" She asked. She moved her hand up alongside his, rubbing his belly together.

"Babies are up and about." He smiled. Natasha felt them now, moving about within him. They were slightly kicking mostly, and then there would be a slower, but larger movement. "Things are starting to get a bit cramped in there for them."

"You've still got a few months left."

Brad nodded. He didn't seem upset by that. "I'll be ok. I've been this big before and did fine. Besides, this is what I love. Carrying them. Nurturing them. This is the best part of the job, being their mother."

Natasha said nothing. They just laid there, caressing his womb, both of them silent and happy.

"How long will you keep doing this?" She asked him.

He shrugged. "For as long as I can. I've only just turned thirty. Got a few more surrogacies to go. I have no plans to stop until I can't do it anymore."

"Do you ever get lonely?"

Brad took a second longer to reply to that. "Sometimes. It would be nice to have someone in my life, someone to share all this with. I have my babies. But once their gone, that's it. Until I carry my new ones." He giggled.

Natasha looked at his slight frame, his belly so impossibly large on it. The two did not seem to match up at all, being at odds with one another. It dominated everything about him, even his bloated tits. But Natasha couldn't help but find him attractive.

His skin was gorgeous, so pure and smooth, a delicious cream color. Even rubbing her hands up and down on his mound, she almost felt like she could feel him growing, the belly seeming to get larger with each passing second.

"How big will you get?"

Brad smiled. "Quite a lot larger. My pregnancies have always been on the larger side. Part of the hormones in my body I guess, extra testosterone maybe."

"I can't wait to see."

He looked up to her, registering what she had just said. "You would like to find out?"

Natasha nodded. Her hand dropped lower on his belly, grazing his navel. She felt the huge swell of it, the diameter of it as large as a coin and maybe two inches tall. She stroked it, only lightly, but she felt Brad quiver as she did. It seemed to be very sensitive.

"You want to see me again?" He asked her.

Natasha moved closer, right into him. "Forever."

She rolled him onto his back, right then and there, and mounted him. Sheets were pulled aside, strewn over the bed, as Natasha got on top. She was already wet, she had been ever since they had gotten into Brad's apartment, and she sat herself back down on his cock.

He slid in easily, back where it had been a few times this night already, and she welcomed his girth inside her. He was hot, thick, and filled her up just right, as she now sat atop his hips, looking down at her pregnant lover in the moonlight.

"God you're so sexy." She murmured. He was a pregnant Goddess, so plump and full around his abdomen, but still so slight everywhere else. Even without the wig on, his hair cut short, he could pass for a woman in this low light. But the cock was all male. It was really the only masculine part about him, but it was just so hard and thick inside her.

She began to ride him, moving her hips up and down on his shaft, pumping him on her cunt. She looked down at him, her hands falling down onto his belly, cradling that huge orb which was so large for his figure.

Brad grabbed her hands, fingers interlinking around hers, both of them joining together as Natasha became obsessed with his pregnant body. The two were connected now, both wanting to explore this new love, to take it to levels that had yet to be discovered. This was what she wanted, where she wanted to be. Riding Brad's fat cock, feeling his bulging pregnant belly.

He seemed to grow thicker with every pump of her hips on top of him, every inch of his cock swelling the longer they fucked. Natasha could feel his cock pressing into her cervix, brushing up against it, he was that deep inside her. Hell, with the amount of cum he had shot in her tonight, she was probably going to end up as pregnant as he was soon enough.

Even as big and huge as he was, that slight frame carrying such a huge weight, Brad was determined not to let that stop him from pleasuring Natasha as best as he could. He tried, bucking his hips in time with hers, meeting her thrusts to sink his cock as deep as he could inside her.

Natasha found herself groaning even louder, like a slut on heat, as his dick became too much. "God, you're tearing me in two!" She cried out. She couldn't believe it, his cock was definitely getting larger inside her.

"Preg... nancy... hormones..." Brad grunted. "I can't... stop it..."

"Don't stop it baby!" Natasha cried out. "Don't you dare fucking stop. Keep feeding me that fat cock until you can't get it up anymore! I need it in me!"

She looked down at him again, her love now on fire for him, and found herself leaning over his belly, diving her mouth right into his tits. She found one of his nipples, his left one, and immediately latched on. Suckling him, even as they both bucked together, brought an immediate spurt of his milk into her mouth.

He tasted so delicious, she couldn't help but moan into his nipple as she drank as much as she could. She wanted to drain him dry, drain those fat tits of his till there was nothing left. She wanted to be his milk maid, pump for all he was worth until the tap ran dry, and then do it all again the next day. She couldn't get enough of the stuff!

But her orgasm betrayed her. She was just too horny, just to wet, and his cock was just to big. She could only imagine what it looked like, that huge thing was probably the size of one of his skinny legs! She was forced to let go of his nipple, her head still besides his chest, as she came.

"FFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!"

She bent over him, unable to move, but Brad did all the work. Over and over again he fucked her pussy, making her squirt all over him, her pussy gushing everywhere. She clung to his belly, feeling it wobbly, the huge mound that was the size of a beachball squirming as his children tossed about under all the pleasure their daddy was receiving.

Natasha groaned, collapsing onto her side beside Brad, exhausted. She lay there, sighing, breathing deeply into the pillows on her stomach, as her legs twitched. It had been the most powerful orgasm she had ever had.

She was so out of it, she didn't even register Brad moving. He'd gotten up, going slow, hauling his huge bulk out of bed. Natasha was too busy basking in the afterglow of her orgasm, thinking of how great her life was going to be fucking Brad for the rest of it, when she felt herself get hauled over to the side of the bed.

She was too weak to do anything, her knees hitting the floor, leaving her butt perched in the air, her hands still on the bed. She was in a doggy style position, half conscious. That was when she felt it. Right up against her ass.

She turned around, groggy, looking over her shoulder. She was in a cum haze, but she saw him there. So massively pregnant. His tits were leaking milk, dribbling down his melon sized breasts. His beachball stomach bulged out of him, the tip of it his belly button, making him look like a life sized blimp. And Underneath that, holding it, pressing it into her ass, was that huge manly cock.

"Stick it in me baby." She moaned.

And in Brad went, thrusting into her ass, bringing her to another massive orgasm. The belly towered over the small of her back, this huge ball, resting on top of her, as Brad unleashed another full torrent of his pregnant cum right up her rear end.

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The next morning, Natasha sat in the kitchen. She was wearing an old t-shirt of Brad's, thankfully a woman's cut as well. He didn't seem to have any male clothes at all, being the cross dresser that he was. She sat cross legged on her chair, smiling, still in that sweet morning afterglow of having wonderful sex.