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.
[ Glad to hear you're pleased to see her. And that scenario works for me. Would you like to throw up a starter, or should I? Either way, I'm about to be in a game of League, so it'll take a little bit. ]
If there was one talent Charlotte was proud of-well, if there was one talent she was proud of and was willing to show everyone-it was her ability to cook and bake. After all, she was among the best in the army when it came to such things, and that ability hardly fell into disuse after the war.
Unable to snag a husband during the conflict itself, Charlotte had returned to working as a member of the royal guard-the troops typically more than happy to enjoy the fruits of her labor, and she finally willing to drop her facade around her coworkers. Of course, there were still those she attempted to snag-plenty of nobles in a castle, after all-and for those men she was still the same old 'Charlotte.' Not only that, but she found sweets were often a good way to make first contact-which was what kept her busy today, on her day off. The smell of baking apple pie wafted from the window of her small home on the outskirts of the capital, wending its way out into the woods as Charlotte was preparing a second. The woman wore an apron, largely covering her front but leaving her back only covered by the short skirt of her backless dress.
It may not be long after the first pie is done, and Charlotte will start hearing little voices from the window.
"This pie smells so good! Look at the crust, all nice and tasty golden looking!" One says, slurping loudly.
Another voiced piped in a little more loudly, and a little rough. "Never mind that pie, look at the buns on that baker! I wanna nibble them right now!" There's a buzz nearby, like the hum of dragonfly wings...getting closer to Charlotte.
"Wait!" The other voices cry in alarm, but it seems it's too late, and the short skirt is getting yanked up, tiny hangs trying to reach and grip on that cute butt!
At first, Charlotte ignored the noises-they sounded a bit like voices, but they were a bit too quiet to be sure, and she was busy working on the second pie.
But soon, they moved closer, and it made it obvious they were closer to her. Just before she could turn around, she felt her skirt flipping up, and then tiny hands grasping her rear. "What's going on?"
Spinning around did nothing to alleviate the grip, of course, the fairy that had grabbed her hanging on. Reaching back, she tried to remove whatever it was that had gotten hold of her.
She gets her hands around it alright, and the fairy finally lets go, but not before she finally gets a chomp on that plump cheek. Then she squeaks and flits over to the table, where she is soon joined by her two friends. At this size, other than their wings and hair are different colors, it's hard to tell any difference in them.
"Delicious!" Chimes the red head that just bit her. The bluenette and the blonde are both pouting a little, trying to calm her down a bit. "Your cooking! That's what she means. We liked the smell! Yeah!"
Leaning forward to get a better look at them-and no doubt giving the fairys a great view of her cleavage, apron hanging slightly down from her chest-Charlotte squinted at the trio. "She just *bit* me, I don't think she meant my cooking." And besides, if they got near her pie, she'd try to shoo them away. These were meant to lure rich men, not annoying little fairies!
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bakerstreet2016-05-11 12:59 am
Warning- This will get silly. Extremely silly.
These are just some completely innocent little fairies!...No they aren't. They are lewd little things, but they are also excellent bakers.
And just maybe a cute little group of three have been attracted to what ever Charlotte is currently cooking, peeking in a kitchen window?]
Re: Warning- This will get silly. Extremely silly.
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Unable to snag a husband during the conflict itself, Charlotte had returned to working as a member of the royal guard-the troops typically more than happy to enjoy the fruits of her labor, and she finally willing to drop her facade around her coworkers. Of course, there were still those she attempted to snag-plenty of nobles in a castle, after all-and for those men she was still the same old 'Charlotte.' Not only that, but she found sweets were often a good way to make first contact-which was what kept her busy today, on her day off. The smell of baking apple pie wafted from the window of her small home on the outskirts of the capital, wending its way out into the woods as Charlotte was preparing a second. The woman wore an apron, largely covering her front but leaving her back only covered by the short skirt of her backless dress.
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"This pie smells so good! Look at the crust, all nice and tasty golden looking!" One says, slurping loudly.
Another voiced piped in a little more loudly, and a little rough. "Never mind that pie, look at the buns on that baker! I wanna nibble them right now!" There's a buzz nearby, like the hum of dragonfly wings...getting closer to Charlotte.
"Wait!" The other voices cry in alarm, but it seems it's too late, and the short skirt is getting yanked up, tiny hangs trying to reach and grip on that cute butt!
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But soon, they moved closer, and it made it obvious they were closer to her. Just before she could turn around, she felt her skirt flipping up, and then tiny hands grasping her rear. "What's going on?"
Spinning around did nothing to alleviate the grip, of course, the fairy that had grabbed her hanging on. Reaching back, she tried to remove whatever it was that had gotten hold of her.
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"Delicious!" Chimes the red head that just bit her. The bluenette and the blonde are both pouting a little, trying to calm her down a bit. "Your cooking! That's what she means. We liked the smell! Yeah!"
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