We have the pregnancy and pregnant smut meme, but this meme is for the act of impregnation, which is a kink in and of itself, especially when lots of focus is given to in through narration and dialogue. And of course it's a versatile kink, lending itself well to consensual, vanilla, non-con, and many many other things. And there's mpreg, too!
Let's cut to the chase: this is a meme about impregnation, whether it's the doing or the getting. There are prompts for all tastes, even those who just enjoy the idea and not the reality.
HOW?
* Comment with your character, preferences, and anything else. Also include if you want your character to be doing the impregnating or want to be the one impregnated. * Remember, this meme is focused on impregnation. Play the act itself up! * Obviously this meme allows for mpreg and f/f preg too. * Comment to others. * Be respectful of others.
WHY
1. Consensual. You and your lover think it's time to start a family. 2. Risk. You don't necessarily want to get pregnant, but the risk is hot as hell. 3. Ownership. You want to get somebody pregnant up because you think that will make them yours. Or you're trying to get knocked up to keep them here. 4. Forced Breeding. Like the stables meme, or something involving the government. 5. Continuing the Line. You need an heir. Simple as that. 6. Accidental. It's either the heat of the moment or you're inexperienced, but this isn't planned through. 7. Humiliation.You're impregnating someone to humiliate them. 8. Interspecies. The two of you are making a child born from the union of two different species. 9. Lovesick. This pregnancy is an expression of your love. 10. Expected. Everyone expects you to have a baby, so you decide to do so. 11. As a Favor. Your friend wants a baby, so you'll act as a surrogate 12. Roleplay. You're just using the idea of pregnancy up as an exciting aide. There's no actual risk here, but you have all the trimmings. 13. WILDCARD.
It wasn't such a stretch to say that while keeping Rapunzel and her magic locked up in a secluded tower in the middle of nowhere at the bottom of a canyon and past some rivers and stuff might have kept her safe, it also meant she was woefully trapped. It was the frequent use of her magic that drew Raven to her, even the activation of it when she sang enough to guide him to her.
It was an incredible magic. Even if Raven specialized in destruction, he could still appreciate the strength of some healing magic.
His appearance is sudden, out of the blue and without warning. One moment there was no one there and in the next, Raven was lounging in the open window of her tower, one leg hanging over the edge inside and swinging back and forth. He's waited for her to notice him, giving a small wave once she did.
Rapunzel, to put it lightly, was not expecting company. She never was, not up in this tower, hidden away from the world. With Mother off on a trip for supplies, she expected that she was, and would remain, entirely alone. Maybe it was the subtle sounds of life, of another presence, that eventually caught her attention, but more likely, it was just random chance that had her glancing over towards the large window on her way to put away a book and pick up another.
Instead she stopped dead in her tracks, squeaking in surprise and holding the book up and in front of her face like a shield now, like it would do a great deal of good.
When he spoke, she lowered it enough to peek over at him. "What do you mean finally meet me? Who are you? And how did you find me here?"
Raven made no move to attack her, not even moving off of the windowsill where he sat as though, like a rabbit, such sudden movement could scare her away. As if there were anywhere for her to go. Instead he just gave a small huff of amusement when that book was raised in front of her face.
"My name is Raven," he said, gesturing grandly to himself, before pointing over at her. "I've been following your magic. I could feel it from so very far away, like a tiny warmth that I was seeking out in the cold. Like just a sparkle of light at the corner of my eye. You were not easy to find, but I must thank you for how often you use your magic. I'd not have found you otherwise. Might I ask your name?"
This was what Mother had always warned her of, people seeking her out because of her hair, because of the magic of it. So he wasn't too far off about comparing her to a rabbit right now. But she had nowhere to flee. Living in this tower was supposed to keep her hidden and safe. But using her magic had led him here.
She took a step back then, still holding the book out in front of her. It may not have been a frying pan, but at least it was something. "Then you are here for my hair." Another step back and she frowned at him. "I'm Rapunzel." She paused before adding, in what was undoubtedly an obvious lie. "Mother is going to be back soon, so you should leave. Or you'll really be in for it."
"For your hair?" Raven couldn't help but chuckle, finally stepping down off the windowsill, though he only stood up in front of it, not making any move to close the distance between them.
"It is an honor to meet you, Rapunzel, but I am not here for your hair. I'm here for something much more. I'd have you bear a child for me, Rapunzel. Would I be correct in guessing that you are still a maiden, untouched, pure?"
Her eyebrows furrowed at the chuckling. Not for her hair? But that was the only remotely magic thing about her, wasn't it? Of course, in its own way it flowed through her too. More than she knew even.
As he continued, her eyes widen significantly. Bear his child? He wanted that from her? Mother had warned her about that as well, though it had barely crossed her mind, up here in this tower, away from any other human soul. "That... that's none of your business, really! That's definitely not polite conversation!" But by the blush rising in her otherwise fair complexion, it was more than clear that his words hit home, that she was indeed innocent and untouched and lacking any experience in that realm.
"So you are, then," Raven said with a grin, and then he was approaching her. A slow step forward followed by another, bringing him steadily towards her. It would have only been better for Rapunzel to be a virgin, for her to know only him in such acts. It would have also made his plans for their child together guaranteed to be successful.
"You'll be the mother of my child, Rapunzel, it is in every sense of the word, my business. Now, would you care to undress yourself, or will I have that honor as well?"
A darker blush, but she didn't argue. That was beside the point. And the words that he was saying were frightening, with how confident he sounded in speaking of them. She took a step back as well, and back again. There was nowhere to go in the tower, nowhere at all. And leaving it, would that really be any better? He'd follow and there'd be other people out there who wanted her for her magic as well. "I don't even know you!"
Her back came up against the wall, and she stared up at him, shaking his head. "You should go. You shouldn't be here! Mother will be furious. Mother will..." She trailed off before moving to make a run for it, darting to the left -- though her escape was hampered by the fact that her hair was pooled all about the tower, well within his reach even if she had some route of escape to actually take.
Raven followed every one of Rapunzel's step backwards with two steps forwards, closing that gap between them a little bit at a time. He was in no real rush; Rapunzel wasn't going anywhere. Once she had been backed up the wall he managed only one long stride before she was running.
The vast expanse of Rapunzel's hair was certainly a strong disadvantage, especially considering a length of it close to the source was at Raven's feet, left behind from when she had been backing away from him.
Raven was strong, absurdly so, possessing all his draconic strength even in human form. He snatched up that thick pile of Rapunzel's hair and by it he began to reel her in towards him.
"I don't much see the point in running," he started, amusement and mockery clear in his voice. "When your hair has grown so long to work better than any leash."
Her admittedly pathetic attempt at escape was halted all at once when she suddenly felt her hair tensing behind her as he pulled. And he was right, wasn't he? It was as good as a tether, since she could only turn to face him, gripping at her hair to try to pull it free of his grip.
But his strength was obvious, and all told, something in her began to tremble. That amusement and complete confidence, that strength, she was in trouble here. Trapped and entirely at his mercy. So despite her own grip at her hair, she was pulled, stumbling, closer towards him.
"Let go! Please just... just go!" There was a quivering fear in her voice now, pleading even if she seemed to know that her pleas would not be heeded.
Rapunzel's grip on her own hair did nothing to slow or stop him from pulling her closer. Her golden hair was pooling at his feet, more and more of it with each strong pull. The only thing she would have accomplished was keeping herself from being hurt by it as she resisted him.
"I can be gentle with you, considering it's your first time, if you like. You'll have to stop all this struggling and fussing about, though." She was so close to him, then. If she didn't stop struggling or submit to him, then in just a few seconds he would be reaching down to grab hold of one of her arms, still keeping her close to him by her hair.
Somehow, some part of her realized that she wasn't going to escape this, to escape him. That there was no way to run from him, not with how strong he was. But still she kept her grip on her hair, at least stopping herself from being pulled backwards. Her struggling lessened, even if it didn't abate entirely.
He'd be gentle if she stopped?
She planted her feet -- like it would do her a lot of good -- before looking up to him with wide and uncertain green eyes. But Rapunzel wasn't one to give in, a stubbornness that ran deep in her saw to that. "I won't stop struggling. You can't show up tell me you want me to bear your child and expect me to just accept that!" That wasn't how it went. In all the fairy tales she'd ever read, that wasn't how it went at all.
All that planting her feet would have accomplished for Rapunzel was her own stumbling about. Even if she could keep her feet in one place, her hair and her head were being pulled ever closer.
"You needn't accept it for it to be the truth." Raven held Rapunzel in place by her hair, once she was close enough. With his arm stuck outward, he was lifting her feet just barely off the ground. His other hand was reaching out to her, to pull loose the lace that held her dress together over her chest.
And she did manage to plant her feet only to wind up being pulled forward, stumbling and losing her footing right in time for it not to matter, give that he was lifting her up. She yelped in pain, kicking her feet just faintly, fearful.
How simply he put things, it was chilling. She could feel her dress loosening, could feel the fabric slipping from her shoulders already. Despite her best attempts to keep a brave face, tears were rising in her eyes. "Please don't hurt me."
It was such a sudden shift in attitude, from Rapunzel wielding her defiance against him to pleading in tears for the mercy she had turned down. Her words do give him pause, though more out of surprise than in fulfillment of her request.
"Oh? Would you like me to be gentle with you after all, then?" Raven lowered Rapunzel down, setting her feet back on the ground. He let her hair begin to slide through his fingers, until he was holding onto a more distant strand of her hair.
"If you do not want me to hurt you, then undress for me."
[Her mother had never been able to have children again after Minako...but that hadn't negated the need for a male heir so that the family could hold on to its considerable fortunes.
Thus, continuing the family line was a duty that had fallen onto Minako to bear. The fact that it was her father's heir she would be carrying didn't make the slightest bit of difference to the way of the world.
Greed had trained her for months, in body and mind - fucking her, teaching her how best to please him, molding her mind so that he wasn't just her father, he was her master. But he'd never actually filled her with his cock, even as he'd made her learn every line of it with her fingers and tongue, even as he'd tormented her with vibrators or dildos. After all, this was just training. When the day came for her to take the fertility drugs that would all but guarantee him a child, it would be like nothing he'd ever done to her before.
Well, it was her sixteenth birthday, and that day was apparently today.]
[Yes, Greed was determined to have an heir. So his wife had turned out to be a disappointment in that respect. It didn't matter. He had a daughter. And as wrong as some might view it, that wasn't going to stop him. Not a chance.
It helped that his sweet Minako had grown up beautiful. And so, so utterly obedient. He had used her mouth, he fingers, every inch of her but that one place. That was special. That was only for the time he finally impregnated he. And now he was going to take it.
It was his right.
The drugs were gently crushed, turned to powder, and then stirred into a nice steaming cup of tea. His wife was gone, and would be for hours. The doors were locked. There was nothing between him and her, and him finally claiming what was his.
He had told her to prepare herself, and so he waited in his bedroom, already naked himself, when there was a knock at his door.]
[She had prepared herself dutifully - washed and cleaned and made herself look as beautiful as possible for him. Even touched herself, just a little, just to get herself a bit flushed and ready before she gave herself over entirely to him. Tonight was special, important, and she wanted to please him even more than usual.
The fact that he would please her was almost never in question, of course, unless she'd been bad enough to deserve his denial.
Minako went to his door and knocked, waiting patiently to be allowed in. She was bare as well, at this time of night with no one to see her as such but him, as she slipped inside and closed the door quietly behind her. Confronted with the sight of Greed already bare, Minako let her eyes roam over him without shame. She'd seen him like that many times before, of course, just as he'd seen her, but tonight was different.
Minako licked her lips before whispering:] Hello, daddy.
[Oh, she would get pleasure tonight. She was going to get a satisfaction and a fulfillment like nothing she had ever had before. His precious daughter deserved nothing less, especially if she was going to be the mother of his next heir.
He watched her as she stepped into the room, and just like she did, let his eyes roam across her body. So beautiful, now, so perfect. Her hips were fuller and her breasts perfectly shaped, and he knew that soon enough she'd be even more curvy because of what he did to her. That her stomach would be full and her breasts heavy with milk, and he couldn't imagine anything that he wanted more than to see her like that. Truly, utterly his, in every way imaginable.
A smile crossed his lips, and he reached out towards her, beckoning, calling her in close.] Hello, baby.
[But then he paused, shook his head and laughed softly to himself.] No. Not my baby girl anymore. After tonight you're going to be so much more. Now come here. Give daddy a kiss.
[Minako came when he called her, and stood before him with her arms demurely folded in front of her, looking up at him with a familiar expression of devotion and lust. An expression not normally seen on daughters looking up to their fathers, but they were both well past caring.
Her eyebrows raised as he laughed...and then her expression softened, her blush deepening with pleasure at the reminder.]
That's right. [Slowly, she stroked a hand along her taut, flat stomach, already imagining how it would feel stretching and swelling with his seed, his child.] After tonight, I'll have your child inside me.
More...but I'll still be yours', daddy. [Then she closed that last little bit of distance between them, pressing boldly against him and standing up on her tiptoes to kiss him fervently, shamelessly. While she'd touched herself, he was all she could think about - his lips, his hands, wondering how his cock would feel between her legs. Tonight, she would finally know.]
[There was so much meaning in that gesture, her fingers drifting over her own stomach. A powerful meaning, a potent one, and he couldn't help himself reaching out and sliding his fingers over her, too, his hand covering hers. Oh, he couldn't wait to be inside of her, all the way. To fill her. To own her, utterly.
And the smile on her face, the pleasure in her eyes, it made it so clear. She wanted this. She wanted to belong to him. He couldn't ask for anything more.]
Always mine, baby.
[Then her lips were on his and he rumbled his pleasure into her mouth, kissing her back just as hungrily. She was an obedient girl but a wanton one, too, wild and lusty when the situation was right, and it was exactly what he'd raised her to be, molded her into. He wanted her to crave him like she craved food, water, oxygen. He was the most important thing in her world, he knew it, and when her filled her, when she gave him his child, she'd be the most important thing to him, too.
His tongue pressed into her mouth, savoring her taste, craving more of her. At the same time his hand slid down, clutching at her ass possessively, drawing her up against him. Then his fingers were moving, stroking teasingly between her thighs. He could feel how damp she was already, and it made him so eagerly hard in return.]
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It was an incredible magic. Even if Raven specialized in destruction, he could still appreciate the strength of some healing magic.
His appearance is sudden, out of the blue and without warning. One moment there was no one there and in the next, Raven was lounging in the open window of her tower, one leg hanging over the edge inside and swinging back and forth. He's waited for her to notice him, giving a small wave once she did.
"Good day. It's an honor to finally meet you."
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Instead she stopped dead in her tracks, squeaking in surprise and holding the book up and in front of her face like a shield now, like it would do a great deal of good.
When he spoke, she lowered it enough to peek over at him. "What do you mean finally meet me? Who are you? And how did you find me here?"
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"My name is Raven," he said, gesturing grandly to himself, before pointing over at her. "I've been following your magic. I could feel it from so very far away, like a tiny warmth that I was seeking out in the cold. Like just a sparkle of light at the corner of my eye. You were not easy to find, but I must thank you for how often you use your magic. I'd not have found you otherwise. Might I ask your name?"
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She took a step back then, still holding the book out in front of her. It may not have been a frying pan, but at least it was something. "Then you are here for my hair." Another step back and she frowned at him. "I'm Rapunzel." She paused before adding, in what was undoubtedly an obvious lie. "Mother is going to be back soon, so you should leave. Or you'll really be in for it."
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"It is an honor to meet you, Rapunzel, but I am not here for your hair. I'm here for something much more. I'd have you bear a child for me, Rapunzel. Would I be correct in guessing that you are still a maiden, untouched, pure?"
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As he continued, her eyes widen significantly. Bear his child? He wanted that from her? Mother had warned her about that as well, though it had barely crossed her mind, up here in this tower, away from any other human soul. "That... that's none of your business, really! That's definitely not polite conversation!" But by the blush rising in her otherwise fair complexion, it was more than clear that his words hit home, that she was indeed innocent and untouched and lacking any experience in that realm.
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"You'll be the mother of my child, Rapunzel, it is in every sense of the word, my business. Now, would you care to undress yourself, or will I have that honor as well?"
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Her back came up against the wall, and she stared up at him, shaking his head. "You should go. You shouldn't be here! Mother will be furious. Mother will..." She trailed off before moving to make a run for it, darting to the left -- though her escape was hampered by the fact that her hair was pooled all about the tower, well within his reach even if she had some route of escape to actually take.
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The vast expanse of Rapunzel's hair was certainly a strong disadvantage, especially considering a length of it close to the source was at Raven's feet, left behind from when she had been backing away from him.
Raven was strong, absurdly so, possessing all his draconic strength even in human form. He snatched up that thick pile of Rapunzel's hair and by it he began to reel her in towards him.
"I don't much see the point in running," he started, amusement and mockery clear in his voice. "When your hair has grown so long to work better than any leash."
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But his strength was obvious, and all told, something in her began to tremble. That amusement and complete confidence, that strength, she was in trouble here. Trapped and entirely at his mercy. So despite her own grip at her hair, she was pulled, stumbling, closer towards him.
"Let go! Please just... just go!" There was a quivering fear in her voice now, pleading even if she seemed to know that her pleas would not be heeded.
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"I can be gentle with you, considering it's your first time, if you like. You'll have to stop all this struggling and fussing about, though." She was so close to him, then. If she didn't stop struggling or submit to him, then in just a few seconds he would be reaching down to grab hold of one of her arms, still keeping her close to him by her hair.
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He'd be gentle if she stopped?
She planted her feet -- like it would do her a lot of good -- before looking up to him with wide and uncertain green eyes. But Rapunzel wasn't one to give in, a stubbornness that ran deep in her saw to that. "I won't stop struggling. You can't show up tell me you want me to bear your child and expect me to just accept that!" That wasn't how it went. In all the fairy tales she'd ever read, that wasn't how it went at all.
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"You needn't accept it for it to be the truth." Raven held Rapunzel in place by her hair, once she was close enough. With his arm stuck outward, he was lifting her feet just barely off the ground. His other hand was reaching out to her, to pull loose the lace that held her dress together over her chest.
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How simply he put things, it was chilling. She could feel her dress loosening, could feel the fabric slipping from her shoulders already. Despite her best attempts to keep a brave face, tears were rising in her eyes. "Please don't hurt me."
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"Oh? Would you like me to be gentle with you after all, then?" Raven lowered Rapunzel down, setting her feet back on the ground. He let her hair begin to slide through his fingers, until he was holding onto a more distant strand of her hair.
"If you do not want me to hurt you, then undress for me."
chizuru yukimura || hakuouki || ota
sam winchester ( supernatural ) m/f
rapunzel ( tangled ) ota
Greed | FMA | OTA
5.
Thus, continuing the family line was a duty that had fallen onto Minako to bear. The fact that it was her father's heir she would be carrying didn't make the slightest bit of difference to the way of the world.
Greed had trained her for months, in body and mind - fucking her, teaching her how best to please him, molding her mind so that he wasn't just her father, he was her master. But he'd never actually filled her with his cock, even as he'd made her learn every line of it with her fingers and tongue, even as he'd tormented her with vibrators or dildos. After all, this was just training. When the day came for her to take the fertility drugs that would all but guarantee him a child, it would be like nothing he'd ever done to her before.
Well, it was her sixteenth birthday, and that day was apparently today.]
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It helped that his sweet Minako had grown up beautiful. And so, so utterly obedient. He had used her mouth, he fingers, every inch of her but that one place. That was special. That was only for the time he finally impregnated he. And now he was going to take it.
It was his right.
The drugs were gently crushed, turned to powder, and then stirred into a nice steaming cup of tea. His wife was gone, and would be for hours. The doors were locked. There was nothing between him and her, and him finally claiming what was his.
He had told her to prepare herself, and so he waited in his bedroom, already naked himself, when there was a knock at his door.]
Come in, sweetie.
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The fact that he would please her was almost never in question, of course, unless she'd been bad enough to deserve his denial.
Minako went to his door and knocked, waiting patiently to be allowed in. She was bare as well, at this time of night with no one to see her as such but him, as she slipped inside and closed the door quietly behind her. Confronted with the sight of Greed already bare, Minako let her eyes roam over him without shame. She'd seen him like that many times before, of course, just as he'd seen her, but tonight was different.
Minako licked her lips before whispering:] Hello, daddy.
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He watched her as she stepped into the room, and just like she did, let his eyes roam across her body. So beautiful, now, so perfect. Her hips were fuller and her breasts perfectly shaped, and he knew that soon enough she'd be even more curvy because of what he did to her. That her stomach would be full and her breasts heavy with milk, and he couldn't imagine anything that he wanted more than to see her like that. Truly, utterly his, in every way imaginable.
A smile crossed his lips, and he reached out towards her, beckoning, calling her in close.] Hello, baby.
[But then he paused, shook his head and laughed softly to himself.] No. Not my baby girl anymore. After tonight you're going to be so much more. Now come here. Give daddy a kiss.
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Her eyebrows raised as he laughed...and then her expression softened, her blush deepening with pleasure at the reminder.]
That's right. [Slowly, she stroked a hand along her taut, flat stomach, already imagining how it would feel stretching and swelling with his seed, his child.] After tonight, I'll have your child inside me.
More...but I'll still be yours', daddy. [Then she closed that last little bit of distance between them, pressing boldly against him and standing up on her tiptoes to kiss him fervently, shamelessly. While she'd touched herself, he was all she could think about - his lips, his hands, wondering how his cock would feel between her legs. Tonight, she would finally know.]
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And the smile on her face, the pleasure in her eyes, it made it so clear. She wanted this. She wanted to belong to him. He couldn't ask for anything more.]
Always mine, baby.
[Then her lips were on his and he rumbled his pleasure into her mouth, kissing her back just as hungrily. She was an obedient girl but a wanton one, too, wild and lusty when the situation was right, and it was exactly what he'd raised her to be, molded her into. He wanted her to crave him like she craved food, water, oxygen. He was the most important thing in her world, he knew it, and when her filled her, when she gave him his child, she'd be the most important thing to him, too.
His tongue pressed into her mouth, savoring her taste, craving more of her. At the same time his hand slid down, clutching at her ass possessively, drawing her up against him. Then his fingers were moving, stroking teasingly between her thighs. He could feel how damp she was already, and it made him so eagerly hard in return.]