This is the Pregnancy General, not stillborn and ready to be borne again. We've lately been building up a bundle of regular artists, storytellers, and others again; may this general get quicker and continue quickening.

For files and other things we can't discuss in this thread, there's a fraternal twin thread over inside Pregchan, the premiere pregnancy imageboard:
https://pregchan.com/f/res/11488.html

That thread is the fourth in a series, and here are the prior Pregchan threads, which have been archived here:
https://web.archive.org/web/20211104233933/https://pregchan.com/f/res/100.html
https://web.archive.org/web/20220611172822/https://pregchan.com/f/res/14888.html

The last thread is archived in multiple places, although issues with Pregchan mean both are just a little incomplete:
https://archive.is/0DbBT
https://web.archive.org/web/20240918045247/https://pregchan.com/f/res/100.html

Because of that drama with Pastebin, here are two archives of our greentexts:
https://u.smutty.horse/lxqgizelhjx.zip
https://u.smutty.horse/lzbpjsjvhjs.zip

Here's a list of some artists and writers who use these threads:
>SNSPony
https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/38560749/#38668858
>GFM_Lewdendorff
https://ponepaste.org/user/GFM_Lewdendorff
>Kassaz
https://www.fimfiction.net/user/464822/Kassaz
>pinkS

Here's a question to stimulate activity while waiting for the birth:
Are you a fit enough dude to carry your pregnant wife around?

Last Thread: >>41913074

question for the thread, do you think human men can knock up mares?

>>42132389
After some thorough research on the topic, my wife believes so, and will be ready to publish the results in roughly 11 months.

>>42132389
Why not

So, I finished another short story for you, and I'm nearly done with another:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/568567/3/sweaty-short-stories-with-pregnant-pony-workouts/bent-out-of-shape

Bent Out of Shape

“Thanks for helping us get our cutie marks as bodybuilders, sis!” Apple Bloom cheerfully trotted down one of the many dirt roads of Ponyville with Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle alongside her. Trailing them by a ways was Applejack—looking nothing like a bodybuilder with her swollen middle—and looking everything like a *bodybuilder* because of it, as Pinkie Pie had many times told her with a laugh. Applejack was wearing sweat bands around her legs, as were they, and the fancier-looking bands around Sweetie Belle’s reminded her that Rarity could’ve been watching them instead of her. Applejack frowned since nopony would see it.

“No worries, ya’ll just slow down and stay where ah can see ya. I ain’t as fast as I used to be.” Applejack was more than a little annoyed that she had to keep telling them that and, as she felt another blow against her body from the inside, none too pleased about leaving the farm either. According to Granny Smith, an Apple could *tell* when she was off the farm, even in the womb, and hers didn’t like it at all. It crossed Applejack’s mind that maybe all the walking and talking and everything else she did when leaving the farm caused it instead, but she disregarded the thought and continued to believe in Granny.

She now saw Ponyville’s gym in the distance, and the three fillies dashed over to it and entered, despite her yelling. She sighed and hung her head. The gym was safer than the contraption they’d made on the farm with old wood and wheels and whatever else they could find—Applejack still couldn’t make sense of how they were supposed to use it for exercise—and the realization that the trio was, just for a few minutes, somepony else’s responsibility brought a relieved smile to her face. Somepony in the gym would stop them from maiming themselves, or somepony else, probably. She turned to look at her side before speaking. “Ya better behave better than your aunt when you get outta there, ya hear?” She felt her foal preparing another targeted strike, and sucked in her gut to stop it. Instead of a single hard blow, she felt gentle squirming. “Now what did I just say?” She entered the gym smiling, first walking over to the watering trough and drinking her fill before looking around for the crusaders.

“How much weight should we use?” Sweetie Belle asked Apple Bloom while attaching a harness to Scootaloo.

“Scootaloo could use the exercise, so all of it, I guess.” Apple Bloom slid another piece of metal onto the device. Once Scootaloo nodded, Apple Bloom pushed the rack of metal into place, immediately flinging Scootaloo upwards into the ceiling before she fell back down and was held above the ground; she grit her teeth and began to sweat while her wings buzzed. “C’mon Scootaloo, you can do it!” Applejack decided they would be okay.

Applejack looked around at the other ponies in the gym. There weren’t many. She noticed Twinkle Shine on her way to the watering trough, and chose to start a conversation. “Heya, Twinkle Shine. How’re ya doing?”

Twinkle Shine’s attention was taken from airing out her outfit with her magic, and aimed towards the mare whom she realized to be the sweatiest pony in the entire gym. “I’m fine, Applejack. Are you? Should you be working out, in your condition?”

Applejack wasn’t quite sure what Twinkle meant at first. She looked at her legs, and then her reflection in the water; sweat coated every inch of her fur. Applejack hated to admit it, but she felt a little worn out just from the walk, and could now see that she was still breathing a little more heavily than usual. “Naw, I’m not working out here. I’m just out of shape, I guess.” Applejack was so uncomfortable with her realization that she cracked a joke. “Ya gotta get out of shape when you get a shape in you, you know?” She laughed a little, and Twinkle joined in, whether she found it funny or not. She knew how Applejack could get. It never occurred to Applejack that she had been sweaty from all of her chores outdoors, before she had even noticed the crusaders’ antics for the afternoon.

Applejack walked away from her reflection and absentmindedly leaned against a rack of weights. “I’m just here to watch my sister and her friends while they,” she looked at what they were doing now to see Sweetie Belle red in the face and struggling to lift a single weight with her magic, “try to work out, I guess.” Applejack sighed and relaxed; her belly drooped to rest askew beneath her. She felt another kick reverberate through her to sandwich her body between a little hoof inside and the metal outside. She grunted before standing herself up all the way and walking away from it towards the crusaders.

“Um... Applejack...” Twinkle Shine started.

“Huh?” Applejack stopped next to a hanging sandbag. One of the weights was no longer straight, but bent very conspicuously at the same height as her belly. “Uh,” Applejack had no time to think before another kick struck the sandbag. She waddled mostly out of the way before it swung back and struck her in the rear. It now turned back-and-forth just a little and had a hole in it leaking sand, a hole she realized had been caused by a little hoof. Applejack didn’t even notice her belly swinging underneath her much the same as the sandbag.

“Aw... dangit... that hurt a little bit.” Applejack was sore in more than her body, and didn’t want to think of her coin purse that would be losing some weight soon. She started to suck in her gut again and spoke to the crusaders as she more quickly and awkwardly waddled her way over to them. “Now fillies, I think it’s about time we leave before you break anything, so I don’t have to pay the owner even more.” That last bit was muttered under her breath.

Twinkle Shine nervously looked between the broken weight and leaking sandbag; Twinkle Shine decided she was never going to have an Earth pony’s foals.

>>42132386 (OP)
That's some adorable art.

>>42133312
Good stuff

>>42133312
Very cute and more pregnant AJ art is always appreciated

Typically I think pregnancy is gross, but this is actually cute to me for some reason. Maybe it’s because of how much I love ponies.

So, I've got some new artwork to share with you guys, but she has a bigger belly that will turn some people off. I see a few people talk about how they like pregnancy, but avoid this thread because of the bigger sizes posted here. I'm considering putting bigger pregnancies in spoilers for those people from now on. What do you think?

>>42134569
I think spoilering the image is fine as long as you make note of the size in the post

Alright, we can experiment with it. I commissioned Whiterabbit95 for artwork depicting a scene from this story:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/507944/trinkets-nightmare-night-trinkets

After accidentally impregnating herself with triplets, Trinket then accidentally takes rather than gives when trying to transfer one into an unsuspecting dam. Her belly's big here, but she can still walk, it's not dragging the ground or anything.

You can find the full quality in Pregchan, and it's making its way through the boorus.

>>42134582
I’m gonna have to check out that story

>>42134582
Not bad

Here's the other thing I've got from my trade with T72B so far.

>>42135350
It’s pretty cute, made me make the mistake of going through their gallery

>>42135350
Any updates on that jealous Rarity story?

Quick boost off 9

>>42135412
kek

>>42135684
I haven't even started yet. I may start it soon, though.

>>42136449
Yeah I don’t really know what I was expecting after seeing the first chapter of your story for him.

>>42132386 (OP)
Very cute op pic

Fingers crossed gfm comes back soon

>>42135350
It is a real nice Luna

>8

>>42132389
That would make no sense. Only a pony can get a fellow pony preggers.

I finally finished the second chapter of that Tempest Shadow anthology, so expect that later today.

>>42139304
Oh cool

>>42139304
No better combo than fit tall toned mare contrasting with a belly so full that it looks like she could go into labor from a too hard bump. Would rub and kiss for hours.

Who is impregnating all those mares!?

>>42139858
It varies!

>>42139900
>>42139845
>bahnbahn hasn’t updated the queue in nearly 3 months
Bros…I think we lost ‘em

>>42132386 (OP)
Has Anonfilly ever interacted with Bundle Joy? Do you think the little fag could keep from spilling his spaghetti, or would he inevitably bring up his pregnancy fetish?

>>42140092
Unfortunate

https://www.fimfiction.net/story/574592/2/short-stories-about-fizzle-before-she-pops/sweets-and-snacks-tasty-and-tempting

Sweets and Snacks, Tasty and Tempting

Apples, Tempest Shadow was in the Ponyville marketplace for apples, and nothing else. She had gained plenty of weight while her body prepared her son for the world, and wanted to make sure her son were most of that weight. While she waddled between the stalls, she silently noticed that her belly wasn’t the only part of her body that had grown in the last weeks, and chose to ignore the extra padding on her rear.

She took a deep breath, and immediately regretted it when the sweet smells of cinnamon and sugar hit her in full force. The marketplace had fresh fruits and vegetables, alongside so many delightful treats made from them that beckoned to her. Every single stall with produce had something made from it as well—she knew it only made good sense to sell what ponies would buy—and she found it so tempting to relax for another night, to buy something for dinner instead. Tempest could produce her own breads and pastries at home, but she lacked the lifetime of cooking it seemed everypony in the village had, and she reminded herself that their prices weren’t even bad.

She shook her head, and stopped ignoring her butt, a butt that would only get bigger if she ate pastries and pasta every night. Tempest could smell something delectable from Sugarcube Corner, it smelled like their fresh chocolate donuts, but couldn’t see why. She’d specifically avoided Sugarcube Corner on her way to the marketplace.

“Hey, Fizzlepop! How ya doin’?” Tempest saw Pinkie Pie bouncing her way, somehow balancing a box on her back without any trouble. Tempest started to speak when Pinkie Pie interrupted her. “Say, would you like a donut? I just made ’em fresh, and they’re *so* good!”

Pinkie bounced the box of donuts high in the air and sat on her rump before catching and opening it. Tempest licked her lips without realizing it. “Thank you, but I’m fine. I wouldn’t want to take any of your donuts.”

“Oh, they’re not mine. I’m a deliverymare right now, kind of like you’ll be in a few months.” Pinkie wiggled her eyebrows and laughed. Tempest tried to stop herself from joining in. “I just always add a few things to every order so I have a snack.” Pinkie Pie stuck her tongue into a donut to grab it and swallowed it whole before closing the box. “See ya!”

“I wish I had your metabolism, Pinkie Pie.” Tempest waited until she was out of earshot.

She could see Applejack’s stall sandwiched between two booths in the distance and tried to ignore the rest of the market as she waddled over. It occurred to her she should buy a pair of blinkers. Applejack noticed her and waved. “Howdy, Tempest. What can I do for ya?”

Tempest sighed and smiled in relief. “Hello, Applejack. I’d like to buy some apples, please.”

“Well, I can do that for you. What kind of apples? We’ve got a new bucket of honeycrisp right next to ya.” Tempest looked down and started grabbing some to set on the counter. “We’ve also got candied apples, and caramel apples, if I may interest you in one, or both.” Tempest finished setting her third and last apple on the counter just as Applejack had nudged those confections towards her. She gulped and couldn’t look away; her stomach growled. She could nearly taste them, and it would be so easy to eat one right there.

Tempest managed to pull her head back. “No, thank you, I’m trying to avoid sweets today. These are for a salad.”

“Oh, well don’t let me talk you into buying more apples, unless you let me.” Applejack laughed, and Tempest joined her.

It was easy to pay with somepony around to take the bits from her saddlebag, and to nudge the apples inside. Soon enough, Tempest was away from temptation, and ready to relax. Her saddlebags balanced on her belly more than they hung from her side, making them difficult to slide off, but she had long ago found a nice solution to her problem: A wooden hook was arranged to allow her to duck her head and walk underneath it, catching the saddlebags until she was ready to use them again. She smiled, until her saddlebags caught on her rear for just a moment, nothing a wiggle wouldn’t fix. She sighed, grabbed an apple in her mouth, and walked to her kitchen.

-

Tempest was slicing an apple for a fresh salad with some crumbled cheese, and a basic dressing in a glass bottle also sat on her table; rather than a knife, she used what the other tribes had for slicing fruit, a device like a press that fit the fruit inside and which could be pressed down with one hoof. She nearly frowned for a moment about her inability to delicately use a knife for the task, but instead smiled when she thought about her son using his magic to help her once he was a little colt running around the house and cooking with her.

She had discarded the core and put the slices on her plate when she heard a knocking at her front door. She finished arranging her plate and left the dressing for later. After waddling over and opening the door, she looked down to see a young filly with a yellow coat, a blue mane, and a wagon behind her holding small bags that appeared to be made from wax paper. “Hello miss, may I interest you in some filly scout cookies? I’m helping raise bits for a camping trip!”

Tempest smiled at the filly. She very nearly started to tell the filly about her diet, but the mere thought of turning the filly’s smile into a frown wounded her, and she chose to feign interest by leaning closer to the wagon. “Well, what kinds of cookies do you have, little filly?”

Tempest’s smile grew as she watched the filly excitedly turn towards her wagon and start rifling through the bags. “I have a mint, a lemon grass, a daisy, and blueberry! We made them fresh today too!”

Tempest remembered eating blueberry cookies once, long ago, with her family, and found it difficult to ignore the blue cookies she saw through the paper. She seemed to recall blueberry being one of her favourite flavours. She looked back to the filly, waiting patiently for her decision. “I’d like a bag of the blueberry cookies, please.”

Tempest had to walk to her bit bag to pay the filly, who then happily left her alone to munch on her salad and stare at the bag the entire time. Once she was finished, she cleaned up after herself, and wasn’t quite certain what to do with the cookies. Her stomach rumbled despite the salad she’d just crammed into it. She swallowed. “I’m sure one cookie won’t hurt.”

-

A jab underneath her navel brought Tempest back to cognizance. She yawned, and noticed her mouth tasted awfully sweet; something was stuck to her muzzle, something cold, which she recognized as ice cream once her tongue swept it away. Another kick had her turning her head towards her son, and she saw discarded chocolate wrappers sitting on her bed next to the tub of ice cream. She couldn’t quite remember how she ended up in bed with all of these treats, but this seemed too extreme to be one of Pinkie Pie’s pranks.

Another kick had her sighing before she rolled over onto her back to get a better look at him. She didn’t like the way her belly jiggled even after she’d stopped moving. She rested her hoof where she could tell he was going to kick next. “I’m blaming you for this one, little stallion. Enjoy your sugar rush.” She decided to try to sleep and clean up later.

>>42141170
Cute

>>42141160
Fuck, that's adorable.

So, I commissioned this artist, Rider, to convert another one of my very short stories to a one-page comic. I'd like to post it directly, but the files are huge, so here are some links and a much lower quality version:
https://derpibooru.org/tags/artist-colon-zrider2295
https://twibooru.org/tags/artist-colon-zrider2295

Currently, everything of his on the boorus is this one comic, and that's easier to link. It'll make its way to the others soon enough.

The different versions are boobies, with milk, and featureless. I can't even share the intermediate pieces with you right now, because there are so many and they're also huge, so I'll have to do that later.

He wanted me to mention that his Twitter handle is Zrider2295. I highly recommend him. He gave me a great deal on this, not even $100.

Here's the story this comic was based on:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/526921/10/short-stories-with-pregnant-ponies/knock-it-off

Knock It Off

“C’mon, knock it off.” Scootaloo sat before Rainbow Dash, who was keeping an eye on her poorly, meaning Scootaloo was playing in her den while Rainbow Dash slept on the couch.

Rainbow would’ve taken Scootaloo flying, or performed tricks while Scootaloo watched, but her late pregnancy sapped her vigor, so it was up to Scootaloo to make her own fun. Eventually, the fun included Rainbow’s sleeping form. Balanced on Rainbow’s barrel was one of Tank’s chew toys. Rainbow had already shown Scootaloo the ins and outs of her ins and outs, and Scootaloo got it in her head to see if she could make the foal do a trick.

Rainbow’s breathing was gentle, and neither of them moved, however. Scootaloo reared on the couch, and poked Rainbow’s belly with a hoof. “Knock it off, squirt.” Rainbow was asleep again before the last syllable.

“She’s not even trying.” Scootaloo complained, misunderstanding.

>>42141724
That is a nice comic

>>42140092
Bahn's still chugging along, last commish progress (likely alt filled) was the very last day of March.

>>42141770
I'm glad you like it.

>>42141780
Oh dang, I already messaged her on SubscribeStar for a sign of life, kek.

>>42141780
Where do you see that? I'm looking at the google site here: https://sites.google.com/view/nsfwbonbon-commission-page/home/current-queue
And the last update was Jan 19 of this year, not to mention her patreon hasn't had a new post since november.

>>42141912
Bahn's active on her discord most days so she's definitely still alive. I assume she's either been handling private commissions or busy with real life stuff.

>>42141724
Very cute

>>42142146
are wips at least posted there, still doesn't seem right to recluse yourself in a server without a status update to either patreon or subscribestar.

Darn, I guess I have to go back to keeping an eye on this thread. Well, I'll continue posting here and there anyway.

I'm very pleased to tell you that I had a bout of inspiration regarding Chaotic Conception, so the next chapter will be better because I let it gestate in my mind for so long. Sorry again about the wait, regardless. I didn't manage to get any writing done lately, but I have some free time today.

Here's some cover art I got recently:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/507358/a-sexy-surrogate

>>42142146
Ah, that's a relief. Please ask her to give us a sign of life.

>>42143308
I’m certainly looking forward to it

>>42143308
Well you just made my day

>>42143308
I’m not gonna lie I forgot there was a lewd scene in that story

Good to be back, even if it’s slow.

Sleepyhoers made this for me last month. You can watch the video and everything on Pregchan.

>>42145389
lovely Bundle

>>42145389
That’s gorgeous

>>42145389
was bored and ran this through image2image a couple times

WildeGems made this for me after I joined his SubscribeStar's highest tier, $30. He has two more slots left by the way. This was the other idea I had when I commissioned Fancy Blue for Ms. Harshwhinny last year, her poor office chair giving out from underneath her. You can see the earlier sketch in Pregchan.

Harshwhinny and Son will need to buy another, perhaps sturdier chair. It’s coming out of his salary.

>>42146934
Neat. I'll show the artist later.

>>42146967
>I'll show the artist later.
I would prefer if you didn't. From my experience they don't appreciate it. I just did it for your viewing pleasure.

>>42146967
Poor Harshwhinny, great picture though

>>42146967
Very nice picture

Just a quick boost before bed, I really hope Lewdendorff comes back with some more Rarity soon.

Big bOrb Bump

This commission I got from Uteuk is done. You can find the full quality in Pregchan or the boorus.

>>42132389
The presence of a double X chromosome activates a previously dormant gene within the pony genome, resulting in phenotypic expression as a female pony. Conversely, human offspring with XY chromosomes develop as male, due to a unique interspecies genetic interaction governing zygotic differentiation.

>>42149894
This is great, it was well worth the wait

>>42150849
Still very cute

>>42150241
Fair enough

>>42143308
Fingers crossed it’s sooner rather than later, I’m in desperate need for more Eris content.

>>42152162
I'll try to get it done next month, but I've got two commissions that have to take priority. I hate making you guys wait so long.

I guess I won't bother putting this in spoilers since I forgot to do it with the last Queen Chrysalis. These files are huge, so I'll get everything uploaded properly later. This is an illustration by Jotun22, based on the end of this short story:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/564117/3/sexier-short-stories-with-particularly-pregnant-ponies/bug-shy

Fortunately for the guard, he remained outside of his queen as she left the throne room for some other part of the hive. Despite the title of guard, his main purpose was to help her move her swollen form at her leisure, and he was thankful she wasn’t yet so big that she would need two guards to help her shift her weight. Wordlessly, she began to rock herself back and forth until her giant rear left the throne, and he wordlessly sandwiched his back underneath it to act as a lift; his four shaking legs moved the queen upwards ever so slowly, and he knew if his legs failed him he would be smashed under her like a common bug, although there were worse ways to die. Thankfully, her thick hindlegs soon helped him, but not to get her standing, for she was easily far too large for standing to be possible. The work of his entire body and her legs amounted to nothing more than rotating her so that she lay on her belly like a knot on a balloon. Thereafter, her wings somehow lifted her into the air, giving her more of a teardrop shape as he lay on the ground watching her, struggling to catch his breath before he followed.

His queen was so majestic.

>>42152188
Very nice stuff

>>42152188
Love what you do

>>42152298
Thank you. I've got more entries in that anthology coming up, so I hope you'll like reading them.

>>42152210
I'm glad you enjoyed it too.

>>42153445
Cute

>i keep seeing this hyperspecific genre of chrysalis images and it wouldn’t stop pestering me so i had to draw it myself or else i’d go crazy.
You got another one.

>>42154340
Nice, kek.

>>42154757
It’s neat to see it getting more attention

>>42155945
Adorable stuff.

The classics are always worth revisiting.

>>42156517
This artstyle is really nice

>>42155945
I love this one

Pregnant exercising ponies are so cute, and hot.

>>42157710
100% agree

>>42153318
Really looking forward to it, also can’t wait to see the commissioned stories if they’re public

>>42157710
Poor Dash

>>42158190
Yeah, everything I write will be public. I don't accept private commissions. Well, I'll see what I can get done today.

I've asked Cold Blooded Twilight to work on cover art for my submission to the Born to Silly art pack, which I intend to release on Mother's Day. I've decided to expand the story slightly compared to what I originally submitted, only slightly. Let me know if you want to see his sketch now, or if you'd rather be surprised.

>>42158931
I think it’ll be good to wait

Quick boost off 9

>>42156517
This is sweet

There's a board slide going on right now, but I can watch the thread for a bit. Here's what Ja0822ck has made so far.

>>42161150
Well I’m interested in what this’ll turn out like

>>42161515
Cute

>>42161790
I’m glad he did this one

Gfm come back, I need more Rarity

>>42132386 (OP)
what kind of special talent is "being pregnant", that's what i'd like to know

>>42164191
That’s actually a pretty good question.

>>42164191
>>42164385
It's like how Milky Way's special talent is her milk production, but less unusual. Fertility and surrogacy are useful, I imagine especially before their current society.

I'm still going to spoiler most of the really big stuff. Here's Princess Celestia's fat pregnant ass. I'll post a link to the stream recording on Pregchan later today.

>>42164590
That’s great, always love seeing a real big Celestia

>>42164191
The kind of talent I want my waifu to have.

>>42165311
Can’t argue with that.

>8

>>42164590
Here's the other piece I got at the same time, just before this. This is a really nice angle for making a woman look huge without her being huge, but I'm looking into other stuff so it doesn't get old.

>>42166666
Very nice, always love seeing new Pinkie stuff

Warning, dangerously cute Pinkie Pie present: >>42165497

>>42167016
That’s adorable

>>42167611
Adorable

>>42166666
That’s the good stuff

>>42168977
Love this

>>42166556
Very nice

I hope you're doing well, pinkS.

>>42170886
Ditto

>>42170886
Love that pic

>>42171793
How is she going to let it out if there isn't even a hole

>>42171836
She’ll find a way

>>42171793
What a belly

>>42167611
This is really nicely done

Off 9

>>42171793
Maud looks so cute here

>>42174159
Those look good

>9

Trinket! It's pony potion pregnancy time!

She never learns her lesson.

>>42175558
I like this one a lot

>>42175558
That’s quite the outie.

>>42140092
I can confirm that Bahnbahn is still kicking. She also updated her queue yesterday. From what I know, she took a break so the quality of her work wouldn't suffer. I'll let you guys know anything else of note.

So, I can tell you that I'm getting close to done with another story, another cute chapter with Tempest Shadow. I'll try to get that done soon along with another short story chapter, or a new short story anthology entirely. I still have several more planned.

>>42176530
Cool, glad to hear bahn’s doing well.

>>42176530
Awesome

Quick bump before work

>>42177779
Always nice to see

Probably still my favorite Eris.

>>42175558
She’s adorable

>>42178425
I'm getting more, to let you know.

Here's an old one with the same idea.

>>42178851
This one is really nice too

>>42178851
I’m looking forward to them

>>42180031
He sure is smug

Off 8

>>42181545
I hope graphene’s doing okay

>8

>>42178851
Cute

>>42181545
This one is really nice

You really got this man hooked.
https://derpibooru.org/images/3603294

>>42156517
She’s so cute

>>42132386 (OP)
https://pregchan.com/d/res/37313.html
Can you please bump? P-chan tells me I'm a bot.

I have a story and cover art ready for you, later today.

>>42183751
Yeah, I meant to do that hours ago. The /d/ board has five more pages now, so it wasn't at risk of falling off anyway.

>>42183757
Awesome to hear, can’t wait to read it

>>42158931
Here's my submission to the Born to Silly art pack:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/577588/rainbow-dashs-grumpy-morning

I hope you enjoy it. Here's the cover art by Cold Blooded Twilight too.

Have a Darling Dam's Day, and a happy Mother's Day.

>>42184422
That’s really cute

>>42184422
This was a nice story, art is also adorable

>>42185493
Dash has a good mom

>>42183751
That’s weird

>>42184440
>>42184920
I'm glad you enjoyed it. I'll try to have more for you ready soon.

>>42186029
I’m looking forward to them

Here's a Trinket that won't be finished.

>>42187173
Not bad, but I can see why it was probably scrapped

>9

>>42188623
lol

>>42188623
Jargon’s pregnancy art is interesting.

>>42187173
adorable qt

Another_Pony was doing headshots for $5 lately, and I bought one for Bundle Joy. I asked him to include a sliver of the top of her belly at the bottom, but he didn't, so there's some potential for an edit.

>>42190002
She does look very cute here

I just posted some nude Adagio Dazzle in Pregchan, so go check it out.

>>42191115
Very nice

>9

>>42190002
I really like this artstyle

>>42190002
Cute

>8

>>42187173
She’s great

>>42193709
Nice

I'm going to upload a new commission of the queen giving birth in a bit. Whiterabbit95 made it.

>>42194855
Oh nice

>>42194855
Looking forward to it

>>42194901
>>42195318
So, it's been up for a while, if you haven't noticed yet. It's in Pregchan and the boorus now.

>>42195737
Yeah it looks really good, the artist did great

Just a quick bump before I go to sleep

I finally got a small chunk of writing done again.

>>42196630
Very nice to hear

>8

>>42196630
Love this pic

Quick bump break

>>42196630
I’m looking forward to it

>8

I've got another piece like this I'll be sharing with you later today.

>>42199602
Looking forward to it

>>42199602
I can’t wait

Off 8

Here's something adorable and heartwarming Cold Blooded Twilight made in last night's stream:
https://picarto.tv/CBT/videos/947850

It was finished last. You the viewer are carrying your beautiful wife, and child, to bed. Whether that's for rest or fun is up to her.

>>42201750
Love it

>>42201750
Great stuff

I forgot to bump last night, that was almost bad, lol.

>>42203108
Good save though

I commissioned Jotun22 again, this time for a scene from the second chapter of this story:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/567441/chaotic-conception

Here, Eris is looking at one possible future where she decides to enter Equestria and have a little fun, but she doesn't like the known outcome. Looking fat forever is no fun, even if she's still the most beautiful entity to ever exist.

More details and the full quality images are in Pregchan and the boorus.

>>42204220
Oh this is a really good one, love it

>>42204220
Been waiting for one like this.

Here's something awesome from nsfwbahnbahn to bump with:
https://derpibooru.org/images/3608442
https://derpibooru.org/images/3608443

You can guess what caught my attention.

>>42204220
Love that chaos noodle.

>>42206533
Yeah she’s really good

“Your problem, Trixie,” Twilight smirked, “could it be that you’re not magically strong enough to carry *my* foals?” Trixie continued to glare at her, just barely over the big blue belly between them. “After all, any unicorn should know that foals tap into their mother’s magic reserves, it’s basic knowledge! Any mare who casts “gestation translation” on a more powerful unicorn would have a terrible time carrying foals attuned to their true mother’s magic levels. Why, that would be very draining, literally, not to mention that they’d cast spells outside the mare’s body more easily, and furthermore-”

“Enough, Trixie needs no lecture, Sparkle.” Trixie looked at a spot on the floor and grumbled. “The Great and Powerful Trixie merely has a tummy ache from all she ate last night, nothing more!” She locked eyes with Twilight again, and cleared her throat without blinking. “So, what exactly do you suggest Trixie does? She can’t—she’s in no mood to cast the spell again right now.” Errant magic pulled the brim of her hat down over her eyes, and she pulled it back up by hoof with a very angry expression on her face. With gritted teeth, she looked at the big blue ball jutting out from her with a look of hatred; never before in her life had she been so upset with her body.

“Oh, you don’t need to do anything, Trixie. After about twelve hours, it’s safe for another mare to cast the spell, slowly.” Twilight almost began to list the negative effects of just that, but closed her eyes and figured she’d let Trixie learn about them first-hoof; she took a deep breath, and cast the spell. Trixie’s eyes reduced to pinpricks as she felt her guts rearranging themselves around her shrinking womb. Twilight stayed perfectly still while she cast the spell and felt her belly burgeoning outwards and against the floor. When the spell was nearly finished, Twilight cracked open an eye; Trixie’s face was green. After a hoofful of moments, everything was as it had been before Trixie’s trickery. Twilight slowly exhaled, and had no trouble breathing because of the air she’d used to reserve space in her body for her lungs; she felt the familiar stirrings of life inside her once more, and set her hooves on her belly with a big grin. Without *her* belly propping her up, Trixie rolled over and fell flat on her stomach, her face too.

Twilight slowly pushed herself up with her hindlegs. She was no dancer, but it was easy to stand on just two legs with such a balancing force already resting against the floor. She got her forelegs back on the ground and started to slowly tilt her body back-and-forth to let everypony settle back in. “It feels so good to have my motherly figure back,” she looked at Trixie’s rear, perhaps smaller than it had been, “and thank you for any additions, Trixie.” She walked across the library to the front door, looking back at herself once she was finished. “I love you, my sweet little foals, back in my belly where you belong for now. The next time you get out will be the real thing, okay?” None of the prenatal magic was currently strong enough to leave her body, but she’d need to put on some magical dampeners soon, after Trixie left. She looked out the front window to her husband, working on something related to the property while he waited. She opened the front door and spoke to him. “Sweetie, we’re all done in here. You can come escort Trixie out now.”

A voice, shaky, replied behind her. “The Great and Powerful Trixie is going to vomit.”

“Go be sick outside.” Twilight didn’t look back, and was rather glad she wasn’t looking when she heard Trixie vomiting all over the library floor. It seemed Trixie didn’t get to keep any of the free food after all.

>>42207600
Glad to see this one get a followup

>>42207600
Nice

>>42208477
>>42208925
I'm glad you liked it. Now I've got to get the Tempest Shadow stories and the next chapter of Chaotic Conception ready, on top of everything else.

>>42209430
Sounds great, I’m looking forward to when they come out

Here's my Flashfic submission for this month. Unfortunately, I can't find an appropriate image. The theme was Grocery Store:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/526921/21/short-stories-with-pregnant-ponies/grocery-store

Rich, Filthy Rich, looked over his general store with pride. He saw past the ponies shopping around him, giving most of his attention to the goods he’d so carefully arranged on the shelves, his shelves, although the ponies’ bit bags were always a pleasant sight. He’d successfully drawn in some new customers who’d previously preferred the market outside, disorganized, without curation, *filthy*. He blinked and broke from his reverie. There was nothing wrong with a little competition, so long as it stayed little.

He decided to focus on somepony instead of the shelves. As nice as money was, there were more important things in life. The most important pony in his world stood next to him behind the counter, gossiping to another mare; right underneath her was the second most important pony, his son, or daughter. He smiled at the sight. One day, the store would become his, or hers.

>>42211199
Cute

>>42209939
I need more big Fluttershy in my life

>>42209430
Sounds great

New chapter later today, probably.

>>42212416
Cool

Hope to see more Rarity from GFM soon.

>>42141160
Here's the next chapter. There's no illustration for this one:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/574592/3/short-stories-about-fizzle-before-she-pops/a-short-walk-scenic-and-simple

A Short Walk, Scenic and Simple

Tempest loudly slurped the tea out of her cup. She sat at her dining room table, staring at a breakfast she was beginning to regret. It was only a stack of pancakes with strawberries, and whipped cream; fried eggs with pepper stared back at her next to them; there were also two pieces of toast with jam; some fruit from her garden was in a bowl, but rather untouched compared to everything else; and there *had* been a donut too. Each item was delicious, she only felt regret after she ate it. She thought about her son, asleep in her belly, and prodded him with a hoof without looking; she could swear there were a bit more squish than there had been. She squirmed on her plush pillow seat, and ignored her plush butt.

She set her hooves on the table and closed her eyes. In her mind was the image of Tempest Shadow, lean and very mean, capable of taking down her enemies with a single kick. She peeked open an eye and looked down at herself. In her sight was the reality of Fizzlepop Berrytwist, gravid and soft, with the only kicking coming from her son. She couldn’t recall the last time she’d exercised like she once did, and wondered if she were just going to become one of those mothers who lose their figures and live through their athletic children. She did clasp her hooves together and smile at the thought of him outrunning his peers and working hard, and furrowed her brow when she imagined herself trailing behind; her smile returned when she imagined herself running and working with him. Today, Tempest decided, she would take a walk—a longer walk—and make it a habit. “I shouldn’t feel bad over some foal weight, now isn’t that right?” She poked him, but he stayed asleep. She looked back at her breakfast. “Well, I’ll need the energy, and I’m not going to waste food.”

-

When Tempest opened her front door and remembered the pegasi had finished a scheduled rain just the night before, she very nearly used that as an excuse to put off her walk, but she knew there would come another excuse if she went down that path. The path before her was a little muddy, and she felt the humidity building up against her coat, but it was still another pleasant day in Ponyville. Rather than her usual route to the market and back, she decided to walk along the trail in the Whitetail Woods, but wouldn’t push herself to make a loop. “Foal steps.” she reminded herself, and then she grinned when she realized what she’d said.

The Running of the Leaves was how the ponies here cleared the trees in Fall, Tempest had been told, but that wouldn’t be for a while yet. The trees were still heavy with leaves, and beautiful as she walked between them. Helping clear them for Fall would be just another thing she’d need to put off to next year. She didn’t need to look over her withers to feel the gentle swaying of her form, heavy with foal, back-and-forth. Tempest felt like making a joke, since nopony were around to hear it. “It’s a good thing I’m not so heavy I shake the leaves off while I pass through.”

Speak of Discord, she heard rustling to her side, and prepared a stoic expression in case somepony saw fit to make another joke about her weight.

She didn’t see anypony around, however, which set her on edge. She was defenseless as she was; her mind started to review her options for dealing with whatever was in the area, and how long it would take calling for help to bear fruit. Tempest sighed without even realizing she’d been holding her breath when she saw the noise to have been caused by one of the sweet little animals in the area; she was glad she hadn’t worried herself sick. She reminded herself that Ponyville was a safe place while she watched the animals leave their hiding spots and nests to do whatever it was they did.

Tempest certainly didn’t need a break from her walk, but she chose to take one and watch the various critters for a while. If the leaves hadn’t reminded her of the season, seeing the wildlife with their young would have. She saw a baby rabbit leaving a burrow, only for its mother to come out afterwards and carry it back inside; she chuckled at the sight. It was only now that she noticed the faint chirping of the baby birds, high above her in the nests. From a log she saw a racoon exit, followed by another, another, and another who was much smaller. Babies were everywhere, it seemed. The sight made her think of her place in the world, a pony bringing another pony into Equestria watching little critters doing the same, and she almost felt silly when she noticed her eyes watering.

She took a deep breath and nearly started to continue with her walk when she noticed one of the animals had approached her. It was a racoon, the smallest racoon. Tempest’s special talent wasn’t talking to animals, but she decided to take a feather from Fluttershy’s wing. “Hello there.” Tempest paused. She knew it wouldn’t understand her if she asked it anything. She followed its little gaze to her side where her saddlebags hung and realized they had a universal language after all. Tempest slowly and carefully tilted forward, until her saddlebags slid towards her head just enough for her to grab something from one with her teeth. She ignored the strain she felt from that and pulled out a snack she’d brought as a precaution, a small bag of nuts and berries. The racoon’s attention was still on her side, however, once she looked again. “Aw, am I the first pregnant mare you’ve ever seen, you little cutie? Here.” She held the bag from her fetlock, opened the drawstring in her teeth, and dumped the bag’s contents before the little racoon, whose attention was immediately drawn to them. The other racoons ran to the pile, followed by yet more of the animals.

Tempest grinned as she watched the pile quickly vanish, and she continued with her walk.

>>42214208
Nice work

>8

>>42214208
Good stuff

>>42215972
Very cute stuff.
I really miss Funbles.

baby bump

>>42218763
Cute

Very slow day today, I’m glad I checked in though.

I'll upload the others to Pregchan sometime, but here's a monstrous Queen Chrysalis in progress.

>>42219894
Neat

>>42219894
I like the concept

>>42219894
Always a good day when there's more broodmare Chrysalis.

>>42220876
Indeed

>9

>>42217356
Jargon’s art shouldn’t be hitting me this way

>>42221871
Tell me what you think of this. This is more artwork based on the second chapter of Chaotic Conception.

>>42222229
I like it, I think I prefer the very first one where her reflection’s saying she got fat

>>42222229
Pretty hot

>>42222229
I really do think this one should get uploaded too

>>42223140
kek

>>42223140
Okay.

>>42223859
It looks really good

>8

>>42222229
Jargon’s Eris is great glad to see you went to him

>9

>>42225658
Very good Rarity

Here's that scene from Trinket's Magical Mishap Memories where prenatal magic starts tearing off her wallpaper:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/516285/trinkets-magical-mishap-memories

She's carrying triplets, so I'll spoiler this image. I'll upload everything to Pregchan in a bit.

>>42226630
Looks good

>>42227089
I'm glad you like it. I noticed he forgot her cutie mark, and then realized her horn would be visible.

Off 9

>>42227512
Looks nice, I like this artist’s style

>>42225658
Is this an edit?

>>42228489
I’m pretty sure he just commissioned something close to that one Rarity picture

>8

>>42228489
>>42228936
No, this is part of my trade with T72B. This is another part: >>42135350

The OP image is the last part. I won't link to the story I wrote for him, because it has nothing to do with pregnancy, but you can find it on my Fimfiction account.

I got artwork based on the beginning of this story:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/519311/pregnant-party-pony-present-predicament

It's finished, so I'll post the whole thing later.

>>42145389
This is public now. I guess I'll upload it to Pregchan later today too.

>>42230018
That Ponk is fucking adorable

>>42230803
Poor Mrs. Cake can't get a good night's sleep with those foals.

>>42230803
This is well done, I feel bad for her though

>>42231775
>>42232310
Yeah, it's good to remember that pregnancy isn't always pleasant for everyone involved.

>>42232571
Indeed

Off 9

>>42132386 (OP)
who is this mare?
she looks soo beautiful, what a true mama
i want to coom to her.

>>42233327
That’s Bundle Joy

some preggo sunset.
https://files.catbox.moe/98iciv.png

>>42233722
Cigusa's pretty great, yeah. I don't think that's public yet, but he usually releases a lower quality sooner or later anyway. This month, I'm trying to get a Queen Chrysalis like this, but knocked up with triplets, to win.

>>42233858

...bigger

>>42233858
what are the other options?

>>42233858
This bug needs a husband. Guess I might as well volunteer.

I just got the next piece of artwork for Sweaty Short Stories with Pregnant Pony Workouts. Expect a really weird chapter with Pinkie Pie. I need to start at least one more anthology before I get around to writing that, however.

>>42233967
The only other choice is Princess Celestia, also human, in a wedding dress.

>>42234492
I'm definitely planning to write about this basic scenario, maybe for Nightmare Night this year, and you'll see what happens to the father.

>>42234707
Sounds nice

>>42234707
That sounds like it’ll be a good read

>>42234707
Celestia in a wedding dress sounds awesome.

>>42235290
Yeah, but she won't be pregnant.

>>42235489
Unfortunate

>8

>>42234492
Lol

That was a nice Mayternity. I have another chapter of Tempest Shadow ready for you later today.

>>42237385
Cool

Mr. Cake's really lucky.

>>42237911
Agreed

>>42237385
It was pretty good, flew by quicker than I expected

>>42214204
Here's another chapter, and this time you've probably already seen the artwork that accompanies it:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/574592/4/short-stories-about-fizzle-before-she-pops/a-long-shower-steamy-and-serene

A Long Shower, Steamy and Serene

Sweaty, Tempest Shadow was sweaty, tired, and had mud caked on her hooves after her walk. Where the sweat started and the humidity on her coat began she couldn’t tell, and she didn’t care. She opened her front door with her mouth, but otherwise resigned herself to cleaning a fresh trail of mud leading to her bathtub. The water pouch she’d brought with her on the walk was empty; it was in her saddlebags, which she simply shook off on her way inside after closing the door with her hindhoof. When she realized what she’d done, she turned back to see a muddy hoofprint right on the door, and she sighed.

When she reached her bathtub, the first thing she did was run the cold water as if for a bath and drink for several seconds. Tempest decided a shower sounded nicer than a bath, and closed the faucet afterwards. She walked around to the little steps placed next to the tub, rested her forehooves on the lip, sucked in her gut to squeeze her belly past it, and set her forehooves on the floor of her bathtub. The slippery floor of her bathtub, wet with fresh water, made her muddy forehooves slide all along it as she struggled not to fall inside violently. Tempest managed to ease her chest slowly to the floor on two shaking legs, and she rotated herself as the rest of her body slid inside. Tempest lay on her back, with her head at the drain and her rear at the opposite end. She had been angry at herself—but mostly the bathtub—for such a mistake, but her belly took up most of her vision as she was and then she couldn’t force worry out of her mind. She sighed as she replayed the events in her mind, and was content that she had banged or strained just about every part of her body except where her son slept, or where he was sleeping; a strong kick pushed out while a leg adjusted itself, and he was clearly unhappy about all of the jostling that had taken place.

Tempest knew she would feel better starting her shower sooner rather than later, and stayed as she was while she turned the knobs by hoof. Cold water came first, and she tensed in shock as it hit her rear and then the rest of her on its way to the drain, but already she started to feel better; she slowly added warm water until it was comfortable. The water was just warm enough for her to relax now while the mud and sweat began to be washed away. She found it nice to stay still and ignore the aching in her legs from the walk, but knew she couldn’t stay like that and sighed as she began to move again. Tempest begrudgingly rotated onto her side until her wide barrel stopped her; he kicked again, and she set a hoof where he had struck outwards, with a smile.

She made sure the water had washed away the mud on her hooves before standing this time. She grunted as she slowly rose, pushing her back against the other side of the bathtub for leverage, and afterwards awkwardly turned herself around to let the water properly run over her head and through her mane. She took the opportunity to grab the shower curtain in her mouth and pull it around the bathtub as she rotated; the small amount of water on the floor was nothing compared to the mud. Her shampoo was in a bottle with a pump, allowing her to lower her head underneath it and press down on it with her hoof until she felt enough on her mane from her head to her neck. She gently rubbed it in before letting the water run through and distribute it the rest of the way. With her head clean, Tempest looked back at the rest of her knowing it wouldn’t be so easy, but she still didn’t want to plug the drain and take a bath instead.

Tempest knew better than to grab the bar of soap in her hooves—she’d either need to sit down to grab it with both, or it would slide out of her grasp immediately—and had long ago resigned herself to buying a type of soap that didn’t taste too bad. She held the soap loosely in her mouth with her tongue in place to prevent herself from swallowing it, a lesson she’d had to learn the hard way. Her mind drifted for just a moment to the differences in bathing between military and civilian environments; it was much harder to bathe without forcing a grunt to help, and that was one task her son wouldn’t be helping her with either, but she smiled around the bar of soap as she imagined bathing the little foal in her belly once he was out.

She was able to get a good lather on her forelegs, and rubbed her fetlocks against the front of her belly rather ineffectively. Tempest wasn’t going to want to stand again for a while once she sat down, so she scrubbed what little she could on her frontside before rotating herself once again and plopping down on her behind as gently as she could. She leaned back and spit out the bar of soap to land it on top of her gut; it was much easier for her to move the bar of soap from one end to the other by hoof with gravity keeping it on her gravidity, and the water washed it down and across the side of her swell she could neither reach nor see.

His hoof struck the bar of soap as she ran it back-and-forth again, causing Tempest to shake him with her laughter, only making him move more. “What, did I miss a spot somewhere? Why, thank you.” She paid special attention to the spots where he moved for a few minutes; Tempest was certain her belly was clean, but hadn’t yet had enough quality time poking him, so she knocked the soap to her side and closed her eyes while she enjoyed his presence. Her hooves pressed into her belly and rubbed all around him while the shower pelted them with water. “If you like showers now, wait until you’re older and out, little stallion.” Tempest tried to imagine what he must be experiencing, feeling the shower around her without using her sight, but she realized there was no comparison. She pressed in deeply where he wasn’t, feeling the waters of her womb resist her hoof. “Then again, I guess you’ll like being dry even more.”

After cleaning her front and middle, only her rear remained. She clumsily sent the plug into the drain with her hindleg and let soapy water build up; at the same time, she bent over—grunting—until she successfully caught the bar of soap between her forehoof and the inner wall of the bathtub, and from there to resting between her bump and forehooves. Tempest had been planning to pack the bar into her hoof and stretch herself uncomfortably to rub it into her flank; what she achieved was squeezing the soap out of her grasp, and feeling it fall into the bathtub behind her. Tempest’s coat hid her blush as she decided to scoot back until she sat on the soap, rocking herself side-to-side for several seconds until she felt that her backside was sufficiently squeaky. She was very careful while she twisted herself to a standing position again, resting her forelegs on the lip of the bathtub and uncomfortably twisting the rest of her body from there.

-

Tempest shook some of the water from her form with the shower curtain still in place, but knew it would amount to little and leave her wobbling for many moments afterwards. Sucking in her gut again, she stepped over the lip of the bathtub and onto the steps outside; her first hindleg out awkwardly slipped before getting its hoofing, allowing its twin to follow.

In her walk to the bath, she’d forgotten to get a towel beforehoof. She took one in her mouth from the closet, on the way to her bedroom, and laid it on the floor. Tempest knelt on it before slowly lowering herself the rest of the way down. She closed her eyes and sighed, clean and nearly content. She gently rubbed her legs and belly against the towel; then she lay on her side, nuzzling it and rubbing herself into it a bit more roughly. After that she was on her back, making sure to dry her mane and back as well as she could, rocking her body back-and-forth on the towel; she opened an eye to watch her belly rock with the rest of her, and grinned as she watched her son try to note his displeasure. Finally, she was on her other side, and mostly dry by then. When she made a full rotation, she stood and walked to her wardrobe for a warm and fuzzy robe.

Tempest was asleep on her couch before she knew it, with a mess in need of cleaning, and a stomach that would soon need filling, but neither of those mattered to her in that moment.

>>42239249
Very nice work

>10

I posted some stuff in the changeling thread a few hours ago:
>>42240313
>>42240319

I'll post UteUk's latest sketches here. I told him to make her scarier and her babies bigger than they were here:
>>42149894

this thread almost EXPLODED.

>>42240571
This is gonna be so good

Quick bump

>>42240571
I wanted to ask if you’re still working on that Fluttershy/Rarity spa date thing

>>42242394
Yes. Sorry, I'm slow, and have so many different stories I need to work on.

Here's the preview again.

>>42242487
Looks lovely, I understand you’ve got a lot on your plate though

Would you?

>>42243158
I don’t think I could

>>42243312
T hear are super cute

>>42211199
Here's another Flashfic submission. This time, I found a mostly appropriate image. I really enjoyed the theme for this month, AI (Alicorn Infestation) Took My Job:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/526921/22/short-stories-with-pregnant-ponies/ai-alicorn-infestation-took-my-job

-

Congratulations on your fertility, princesses. Equestria’s needed more than two alicorns. However, *PLEASE STOP HAVING CHILDREN!* Two alicorns each year is too many!

Prince Nubes leaves weather teams idle. Historically, fewer ponies have solar cutie marks now. Ponies find new interpretations of their destinies, then another alicorn appears!

Growing alicorns eat twenty times what ponies do. Your highnesses currently eat fifty times as much. The alicorn of fields solved this, but it’s causing us farmers difficulties!

—Anonymous

-

Princess Celestia blushed, glancing beneath the letter at the newest alicorn inside her. She looked to Princess Luna, with a foal on her lap and another *in* her lap. “Luna, how old is Nubes, your eldest?”

“Fifty years, practically foal.”

From two to one hundred alicorns. “Luna, are we having too many foals?”

“Nay. Ponies should lead lives of leisure, as in days of yore.”

Luna’s foal was adorable. “Just a few more.”

>>42244893
Good stuff

>>42244893
Love that pic

>>42245635
Cute ponk

>>42244893
It’s a nice short

>>42230018
I really procrastinated with this. It's in Pregchan and the boorus by now. Here's a lower quality version, and the paragraph it's based on:
She should probably stand up again, but this was easier to think than say, and easier to say than do. She tried leaning forwards, but crushing her midsection was uncomfortable, for both ponies involved, and the little let the larger know it, so she put a hoof to her chin while she thought about how to valiantly rise above her present predicament, her current crisis, the crisis of a pink, pregnant pony baking cupcakes who was having issues standing up, on Hearth’s Warming Day. She could call for help, and it would be fine if Mrs. Cake came, but if it were Mr. Cake or her hubby, they may later joke at her expense and, while it would probably be funny, she’d been so good about making most of the jokes about her pregnancy herself, and didn’t want to allow them an easy victory.

Her eyes lit up when she found her solution. Curling her body up just a little, as she had done before, she lay flat on her back. She could see just the tips of her hindhooves over the pink mound jutting out of her. Then, no differently than if she needed to sweep the kitchen and couldn’t find a broom, she wiggled her body back and forth across the floor, but this time her goal was moving the more modest distance towards the island counter nearby. Her center of balance had shifted a few hoofs up and out from beforehoof, back when her barrel was flat, but she’d had plenty of practice by this late stage.

Her hips and shoulders twisted, and she giggled yet more in watching her belly sway back and forth, being careful to avoid falling over. Once she’d made herself perpendicular with the counter, she managed to gyrate her hindquarters upwards with it. In less than a minute, her body was upside-down and vertical, with her forelegs curled up with her head, and her large, pink womb filled her vision; it felt so weird for it to be hanging off her in this way. She was accustomed to feeling her foal curled up in her really any way but this, until now; it pressed deeper at her lungs than it normally did, and the act stretched parts of her she hadn’t stretched in months. Anypony who were to look just over the counter would be seeing a plump, pink posterior bizarrely exposed by the tail bunched between it and the counter. She lately wasn’t so flexible, so she gave her belly a kiss before bouncing her rump from the counter, landing her hindhooves on the wood floor, and finally recovering her standing position. The little one protested, but all of the twisting and turning, along with gravity, led the kicks outwards, which she didn’t much mind in comparison. Carrying Earth pony foals usually led to bruises, from their hard kicking, but she didn’t want to add a broken rib to that. “I love doing things the easy way.”

>>42246839
Great picture, can’t wait to see the pinkie work out picture

>>42247156
I think I'm feeling inspired to knock some stuff out this weekend, and the sooner I clear some of my backlog the sooner I can get to that.

>>42247701
Awesome

>>42247701
That’s a real good Rarity

Here's that Applejack artwork I've been teasing, based on this scene:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/564202/1/pick-your-perspective-between-a-cowgirl-and-a-diva/point-of-view-youre-married-to-applejack

Both of you remembered more clothing was needed to leave the house, and shoes, so you went upstairs to collect yours and hers, slipping into yours before heading back down the stairs. They were a little too skimpy for leaving the farm, and she hadn’t given you any particular direction, so you left her blue jean shorts upstairs in favour of a skirt she could probably still wear.

Once you were back downstairs, you kneeled and held her skirt open at the floor for her as she gently threaded her left foot through, and then her right; you slowly pulled them up until she could grab them, but stayed kneeling.

“You enjoyin’ the view down there?” She smirked. It wasn’t as if she could see to button the skirt anyway.

“You know it.” You helped her with the skirt, and gave her belly a quick kiss before quickly standing with a flourish, not at all obnoxiously flaunting your mobility compared to hers. She chuckled a little for no reason whatsoever.

>>42249002
Oh nice, always love seeing more AJ

>>42247701
Can’t wait to see what you’re working on.

Off 8

Man, do you guys remember when Dolly made this, about Sunset Shimmer being unable to give birth to her foal without a spell she had to find, leading to this years later?

>>42250453
Oh wow I actually do remember that

baby bump

How is the foal designed from the mom and dad?

>>42251257
It’s actually kind of hard to say

>>42250262
Nice

>8

>>42249002
Hot

I commissioned Whiterabbit95 again, for some more Rarity artwork based on this story:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/556112/ponies-dont-lay-eggs

I asked him to make her smaller, and I guess she's certainly smaller than she was in my last commission of her. She's too big for a post here, but the full quality is in Pregchan and the boorus by now.

>>42253275
Love it

>>42253275
I like it a lot, probably my favorite of your WhiteRabbit coms since her belly’s so nice.

Fingers crossed gfm is back soon

Board seems a little fast today

>8

>>42254190
Very cute Apple Bloom

Off 8

Saw this Bundle Joy on the boorus.

Here's another Queen Chrysalis in progress. I'm currently writing about her and aiming to be finished by tomorrow.

>>42256331
Yeah, I'm going to be trading with that guy, and he doodled that here:
>>42251067

>>42256355
That’s fantastic

>>42256355
Awesome
I hope that if you ever commission art of that scene where Eris grows her belly to see her son as an adult you go to this artist.

>>42256932
I already commissioned an interpretation of that scene: >>42178425

On that note, CBT finished another Eris sketch for me recently, so I'll share it soon.

>>42256943
Oh cool, can’t wait to see it

>>42256943
That’ll be great

>>42256355
I'm not doing too shabby, but I don't think the artwork's getting finished today anyway.

>>42257842
Cool

>>42256355
That is one huge bug wife.

>>42258468
It’s great isn’t it

>>42258926
Yes, very great.

>9

>>42256355
Love it

>>42260533
I really like Jargon's pregnancy stuff, wish he did more

>>42260533
Check’d

>8

Have some artwork of Ms. Harshwhinny I intend to write about. I'm going to have her upgraded to colour.

>>42262232
This one’s really good

>>42262287
I'm glad we share tastes in prurient pregnant pony pictures. This will be part of that miscellaneous anthology I'm planning. How's this for a working title:
Pregnant Pony Pandemonium

I think that captures the catchall nature behind it fairly well.

>>42262491
That’s a pretty good name

>>42262232
That’ll look really good

>8

>>42262232
Cute

What a slow day today

Just a quick boost before bed