Name: Steve Rogers
Age: 30
Job: Was a hero, but currently running away because of something
Look: Tall, still pretty muscular even when pregnant, blue eyes, dirty blond hair
More Character Information:
- Pregnant with multiples, you decide how many he is carrying ;)
- Men can get pregnant in this world, so it's normal, but he is very fertile because of the super soldier serum, but will have a hard time giving birth because it heals him easily, so it makes his hole and cervix tightens up/closes easily
Plot: I want to RP pregnant and labor sex, also the seeder helping him give birth by trying to loosen his hole by objects insertion, can accidentally/intentionally making it harder instead too (up to you, I'm up to almost anything). The seeder can be any marvel heroes or you can create an original character for this
Note: Includes swollen breasts and male lactation because of the pregnancy, and mentions of hole slicking/wetting
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Steve is washing the dishes when he felt the hardest contraction he had ever felt. He gasps and almost drops the plate he is washing, taking a long breath as the contractions wrecks his womb. He is lucky that they have arrived at the safe house before he really goes into active labor. He is still in his combat pants, but he had changed in to a t-shirt, though it’s kind of useless because his belly is exposed, out of their confinement, because the t-shirt is not enough big enough to cover it. As it passes, he frowns because the contractions are now around 15-20 minutes apart, so other than the contractions, he should have started feeling his hole loosening up, dilating, and getting wet with slick, but he thinks he is still dry and tight.
He finishes washing the plate, hand holding onto the edge of the sink as he breathes in and out, feeling a bit panic at the prospect of giving birth without medical help. He only has the babies’ father with him, now. He leans on the kitchen counter, pushing his ass out, huge belly hanging. His pecs have started leaking now, wetting his t-shirt.
“Master?” He calls out to his partner, using their bedroom title, feeling embarrassed because he needs help, “Can you check my…bottom? I think the babies are coming soon.”
His belly ripples, the babies moving around inside and making him flinch.
Age: 30
Job: Was a hero, but currently running away because of something
Look: Tall, still pretty muscular even when pregnant, blue eyes, dirty blond hair
More Character Information:
- Pregnant with multiples, you decide how many he is carrying ;)
- Men can get pregnant in this world, so it's normal, but he is very fertile because of the super soldier serum, but will have a hard time giving birth because it heals him easily, so it makes his hole and cervix tightens up/closes easily
Plot: I want to RP pregnant and labor sex, also the seeder helping him give birth by trying to loosen his hole by objects insertion, can accidentally/intentionally making it harder instead too (up to you, I'm up to almost anything). The seeder can be any marvel heroes or you can create an original character for this
Note: Includes swollen breasts and male lactation because of the pregnancy, and mentions of hole slicking/wetting
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Steve is washing the dishes when he felt the hardest contraction he had ever felt. He gasps and almost drops the plate he is washing, taking a long breath as the contractions wrecks his womb. He is lucky that they have arrived at the safe house before he really goes into active labor. He is still in his combat pants, but he had changed in to a t-shirt, though it’s kind of useless because his belly is exposed, out of their confinement, because the t-shirt is not enough big enough to cover it. As it passes, he frowns because the contractions are now around 15-20 minutes apart, so other than the contractions, he should have started feeling his hole loosening up, dilating, and getting wet with slick, but he thinks he is still dry and tight.
He finishes washing the plate, hand holding onto the edge of the sink as he breathes in and out, feeling a bit panic at the prospect of giving birth without medical help. He only has the babies’ father with him, now. He leans on the kitchen counter, pushing his ass out, huge belly hanging. His pecs have started leaking now, wetting his t-shirt.
“Master?” He calls out to his partner, using their bedroom title, feeling embarrassed because he needs help, “Can you check my…bottom? I think the babies are coming soon.”
His belly ripples, the babies moving around inside and making him flinch.
