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Kasora's mpreg journey
a year ago
Welp, I thought I would never write a journal on kinks but here we are. Now you are looking at the kinky side of Kasora, the shiba inu that can get pregnant. Hope you like what to see here.
First, I need to say that the story is written with AI, which means I wrote the story and let AI polish it and add a little bit more details to the original story that I wrote. The reason is that I don't get to spend hours writing a story while having to spend most of my time on my research, which turns out to be quite taxing. But the content is here. It has the meat that you are looking for. Well, at least it works for me. I can't say the same thing for others but I find it very hot. Whether you will read it is totally up to you! Whoever is reading this and into mpreg, I hope this serves you well!
Kasora was always down for some unprotected fun with the guys. He couldn’t resist the thrill of feeling every bit of their warmth inside him, loving the raw, intimate connection it brought. It was a rush like nothing else—just letting go, not worrying about what might come next. He threw caution to the wind, diving headfirst into those steamy encounters without a second thought.
But as the weeks went by, things started to change. Kasora noticed his belly wasn’t as flat as it used to be. At first, he brushed it off, thinking he’d just been eating a little too much or maybe stress was getting to him. But then his belly kept growing, and it wasn’t something he could ignore anymore. His fur started to stretch over that bump, and deep down, his womb was doing some serious expanding to make room for what was coming. Even then, Kasora tried to deny it, convincing himself it couldn’t possibly be what he thought it was.
It all came crashing down during a casual chat with a friend, who jokingly pointed out, “Dude, you’re getting kinda round.” That comment hit harder than a ton of bricks. When Kasora got home, he stood in front of the mirror, really looking at himself for the first time in weeks. His clothes were tight, his fur stretched over a belly that was way too round to be anything but what he dreaded. His womb had been working overtime, making room for the pups inside. The truth was staring him in the face—he was pregnant, no two ways about it. Kasora couldn’t deny it anymore, and he had to start accepting that this was his reality.
First Trimester:
Mornings were a struggle. Kasora’s belly had a noticeable curve now, and getting out of bed without some serious maneuvering was almost impossible. His clothes were stretched to their limit, and breakfast was now a sit-down affair because there was no way he could bend over like he used to. His fur started to change, growing softer around his belly as it stretched to cover the growing bump.
Getting through his daily routine was a whole new challenge. Kasora was constantly bumping into furniture, and reaching anything up high was out of the question. He had to get creative, using tools with longer handles and tweaking his environment to make things a bit easier. Every so often, his womb would cramp up as it continued to stretch, reminding him of the new life growing inside.
As his belly grew more noticeable, the comments started coming in. People would joke about his size, and while some of it was playful, Kasora couldn’t help but feel a bit self-conscious. But as time went on, he started to roll with it, even when someone would poke fun at his popped-out belly button.
Evenings were all about finding comfort. Kasora had a special chair that gave him the extra support he needed, and he’d rest up after a long day. Cooking and cleaning took a lot more effort, but he managed with some adapted tools. His belly was impossible to ignore now, a constant reminder that he was pregnant. He could feel the occasional flutter from within, a tiny reminder of the life he was carrying.
Second Trimester:
By mid-pregnancy, Kasora’s belly had grown to a solid 40 inches around. Getting out of bed was an event in itself, requiring him to lift and support his belly carefully. His morning routine now included stretching and some light exercises to keep things manageable. His fur had taken on a bit of a sheen, a result of being stretched so tight.
Daily tasks became a whole new adventure. Kasora found himself bumping into door frames and struggling with tight spaces. He started using walking aids and made more adjustments around the house to better accommodate his growing size. His womb felt heavy, and the pups inside were getting more active, sometimes kicking his prostate and sending a jolt of pleasure through his body, which left him more than a little embarrassed.
Evenings were spent in a big, cushioned chair that cradled his oversized belly. Cooking was more of a slow, careful process, and he had to take frequent breaks to rest. The pups inside were moving more, their kicks more pronounced. The sight of his belly, straining against his clothes, was a constant reminder of how far along he was.
Third Trimester:
Kasora’s belly had now ballooned to over 50 inches, making even the simplest tasks a challenge. Getting out of bed was a carefully orchestrated maneuver, and his clothes were custom-made to fit his massive size. His fur, once soft and fluffy, was stretched thin over the bulging belly.
Getting around his home was like navigating an obstacle course. Kasora had to be super careful not to bump into anything, and tight spaces were practically impossible to get through. His womb felt like it was ready to burst, and the pups’ kicks, especially when they hit his prostate, were a constant source of mixed feelings—embarrassment, arousal, and a little bit of dread.
Now his size was a hot topic of conversation, with people constantly commenting on how “massive” he’d become. Kasora learned to laugh it off, focusing on getting through each day with a sense of humor. His belly button, which had popped out long ago, was now something he couldn’t hide, no matter how hard he tried.
Evenings were all about finding a comfy spot to rest. Kasora had a specially designed chair that supported his belly perfectly. Cooking and cleaning were slow and careful processes, with plenty of breaks in between. The pups were kicking more than ever, making their presence known. His womb, stretched to its limit, would occasionally cramp up, reminding him of just how full he was.
Kasora’s journey from those wild, unprotected encounters to the realities of pregnancy and parenthood was a rollercoaster. He faced physical challenges, moments of self-doubt, and some serious highs and lows. But as he adapted to his new reality, Kasora found a way to embrace it all, coming out stronger and more confident on the other side.
A Typical Day For A Father
Kasora sat on the porch of his cozy house, the golden rays of the evening sun casting a warm glow over the yard. His once fit and lean figure now sported a growing belly, which Kasora often found himself gazing at with a mix of awe and disbelief. The realization that he would soon have puppies—his very own litter—was both thrilling and daunting. His days of chasing butterflies and dashing up hills had been replaced by waddling through his home and napping more frequently than ever before.
Kasora chuckled to himself as he adjusted his position on the porch, his paws gently resting on his round belly. "Who would have thought this would be me?" he muttered, his tail wagging lazily. He had always been full of energy, bounding through life without a care in the world. But now, as he neared the end of his third trimester, things had slowed down. A soft kick from one of his pups nudged him from his thoughts, and a wide smile spread across his face. "Okay, okay, I get it," he said, rubbing his belly gently. "You guys are excited too."
Despite the changes, Kasora couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of love and protectiveness. Every little kick, every roll of movement reminded him that soon, there would be more little Shibas running around, full of life and curiosity, just like he once had been. He imagined them scampering through the yard, barking at the birds, and getting into harmless trouble as they discovered the world.
Today, however, the pups seemed particularly active. Kasora shifted uncomfortably on the porch cushion, tugging at his too-tight shirt as it clung awkwardly to his belly. He could feel his womb growing more cramped with each passing day, and every squirming movement inside reminded him how little space his puppies had left. He huffed with playful frustration, pulling his shirt down as much as he could. "I really need to get bigger clothes," he sighed, though he couldn’t help but laugh at how ridiculous it all felt.
As night began to fall and the stars twinkled above, Kasora found himself reflecting on his journey. It had all happened so fast, but with each passing day, he had grown more accustomed to the idea of becoming a parent. The thought of teaching his pups how to explore the world, showing them the best spots for naps in the yard, and maybe even passing on his love for adventure filled his heart with warmth.
Another series of kicks made him wince slightly, but he grinned through it. "I know, I know, it’s getting cramped in there," he said softly, patting his belly. "We’ll meet soon, don’t worry."
With a deep breath, Kasora lay back, his eyes drifting closed as the cool night breeze brushed through his fur. The stars above were peaceful, and as he felt his pups move inside him, he knew that despite the challenges, this was a new adventure he was ready for.
Here I omitted the birth scene because I am not like super into that. Wouldn't it be great to be pregnant forever? Nothing better than being a shiba full of life!
First, I need to say that the story is written with AI, which means I wrote the story and let AI polish it and add a little bit more details to the original story that I wrote. The reason is that I don't get to spend hours writing a story while having to spend most of my time on my research, which turns out to be quite taxing. But the content is here. It has the meat that you are looking for. Well, at least it works for me. I can't say the same thing for others but I find it very hot. Whether you will read it is totally up to you! Whoever is reading this and into mpreg, I hope this serves you well!
Kasora was always down for some unprotected fun with the guys. He couldn’t resist the thrill of feeling every bit of their warmth inside him, loving the raw, intimate connection it brought. It was a rush like nothing else—just letting go, not worrying about what might come next. He threw caution to the wind, diving headfirst into those steamy encounters without a second thought.
But as the weeks went by, things started to change. Kasora noticed his belly wasn’t as flat as it used to be. At first, he brushed it off, thinking he’d just been eating a little too much or maybe stress was getting to him. But then his belly kept growing, and it wasn’t something he could ignore anymore. His fur started to stretch over that bump, and deep down, his womb was doing some serious expanding to make room for what was coming. Even then, Kasora tried to deny it, convincing himself it couldn’t possibly be what he thought it was.
It all came crashing down during a casual chat with a friend, who jokingly pointed out, “Dude, you’re getting kinda round.” That comment hit harder than a ton of bricks. When Kasora got home, he stood in front of the mirror, really looking at himself for the first time in weeks. His clothes were tight, his fur stretched over a belly that was way too round to be anything but what he dreaded. His womb had been working overtime, making room for the pups inside. The truth was staring him in the face—he was pregnant, no two ways about it. Kasora couldn’t deny it anymore, and he had to start accepting that this was his reality.
First Trimester:
Mornings were a struggle. Kasora’s belly had a noticeable curve now, and getting out of bed without some serious maneuvering was almost impossible. His clothes were stretched to their limit, and breakfast was now a sit-down affair because there was no way he could bend over like he used to. His fur started to change, growing softer around his belly as it stretched to cover the growing bump.
Getting through his daily routine was a whole new challenge. Kasora was constantly bumping into furniture, and reaching anything up high was out of the question. He had to get creative, using tools with longer handles and tweaking his environment to make things a bit easier. Every so often, his womb would cramp up as it continued to stretch, reminding him of the new life growing inside.
As his belly grew more noticeable, the comments started coming in. People would joke about his size, and while some of it was playful, Kasora couldn’t help but feel a bit self-conscious. But as time went on, he started to roll with it, even when someone would poke fun at his popped-out belly button.
Evenings were all about finding comfort. Kasora had a special chair that gave him the extra support he needed, and he’d rest up after a long day. Cooking and cleaning took a lot more effort, but he managed with some adapted tools. His belly was impossible to ignore now, a constant reminder that he was pregnant. He could feel the occasional flutter from within, a tiny reminder of the life he was carrying.
Second Trimester:
By mid-pregnancy, Kasora’s belly had grown to a solid 40 inches around. Getting out of bed was an event in itself, requiring him to lift and support his belly carefully. His morning routine now included stretching and some light exercises to keep things manageable. His fur had taken on a bit of a sheen, a result of being stretched so tight.
Daily tasks became a whole new adventure. Kasora found himself bumping into door frames and struggling with tight spaces. He started using walking aids and made more adjustments around the house to better accommodate his growing size. His womb felt heavy, and the pups inside were getting more active, sometimes kicking his prostate and sending a jolt of pleasure through his body, which left him more than a little embarrassed.
Evenings were spent in a big, cushioned chair that cradled his oversized belly. Cooking was more of a slow, careful process, and he had to take frequent breaks to rest. The pups inside were moving more, their kicks more pronounced. The sight of his belly, straining against his clothes, was a constant reminder of how far along he was.
Third Trimester:
Kasora’s belly had now ballooned to over 50 inches, making even the simplest tasks a challenge. Getting out of bed was a carefully orchestrated maneuver, and his clothes were custom-made to fit his massive size. His fur, once soft and fluffy, was stretched thin over the bulging belly.
Getting around his home was like navigating an obstacle course. Kasora had to be super careful not to bump into anything, and tight spaces were practically impossible to get through. His womb felt like it was ready to burst, and the pups’ kicks, especially when they hit his prostate, were a constant source of mixed feelings—embarrassment, arousal, and a little bit of dread.
Now his size was a hot topic of conversation, with people constantly commenting on how “massive” he’d become. Kasora learned to laugh it off, focusing on getting through each day with a sense of humor. His belly button, which had popped out long ago, was now something he couldn’t hide, no matter how hard he tried.
Evenings were all about finding a comfy spot to rest. Kasora had a specially designed chair that supported his belly perfectly. Cooking and cleaning were slow and careful processes, with plenty of breaks in between. The pups were kicking more than ever, making their presence known. His womb, stretched to its limit, would occasionally cramp up, reminding him of just how full he was.
Kasora’s journey from those wild, unprotected encounters to the realities of pregnancy and parenthood was a rollercoaster. He faced physical challenges, moments of self-doubt, and some serious highs and lows. But as he adapted to his new reality, Kasora found a way to embrace it all, coming out stronger and more confident on the other side.
A Typical Day For A Father
Kasora sat on the porch of his cozy house, the golden rays of the evening sun casting a warm glow over the yard. His once fit and lean figure now sported a growing belly, which Kasora often found himself gazing at with a mix of awe and disbelief. The realization that he would soon have puppies—his very own litter—was both thrilling and daunting. His days of chasing butterflies and dashing up hills had been replaced by waddling through his home and napping more frequently than ever before.
Kasora chuckled to himself as he adjusted his position on the porch, his paws gently resting on his round belly. "Who would have thought this would be me?" he muttered, his tail wagging lazily. He had always been full of energy, bounding through life without a care in the world. But now, as he neared the end of his third trimester, things had slowed down. A soft kick from one of his pups nudged him from his thoughts, and a wide smile spread across his face. "Okay, okay, I get it," he said, rubbing his belly gently. "You guys are excited too."
Despite the changes, Kasora couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of love and protectiveness. Every little kick, every roll of movement reminded him that soon, there would be more little Shibas running around, full of life and curiosity, just like he once had been. He imagined them scampering through the yard, barking at the birds, and getting into harmless trouble as they discovered the world.
Today, however, the pups seemed particularly active. Kasora shifted uncomfortably on the porch cushion, tugging at his too-tight shirt as it clung awkwardly to his belly. He could feel his womb growing more cramped with each passing day, and every squirming movement inside reminded him how little space his puppies had left. He huffed with playful frustration, pulling his shirt down as much as he could. "I really need to get bigger clothes," he sighed, though he couldn’t help but laugh at how ridiculous it all felt.
As night began to fall and the stars twinkled above, Kasora found himself reflecting on his journey. It had all happened so fast, but with each passing day, he had grown more accustomed to the idea of becoming a parent. The thought of teaching his pups how to explore the world, showing them the best spots for naps in the yard, and maybe even passing on his love for adventure filled his heart with warmth.
Another series of kicks made him wince slightly, but he grinned through it. "I know, I know, it’s getting cramped in there," he said softly, patting his belly. "We’ll meet soon, don’t worry."
With a deep breath, Kasora lay back, his eyes drifting closed as the cool night breeze brushed through his fur. The stars above were peaceful, and as he felt his pups move inside him, he knew that despite the challenges, this was a new adventure he was ready for.
Here I omitted the birth scene because I am not like super into that. Wouldn't it be great to be pregnant forever? Nothing better than being a shiba full of life!
