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That thread is the fourth in a series, and here are the prior Pregchan threads, which have been archived here: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
https://archive.ph/fJYNi

A torrent with archived threads can be made, if anyone wants it. Some thumbnails are missing from the last archive, at the end.

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

Please put hyper pregnancy behind spoilers.

Here's a question to stimulate activity while waiting for the birth:
How would you help your wife think of a name for the baby?

Last Thread: >>42309284

>>42400071 (OP)
That is a very fluffy Eris

What sucks is I fell asleep rather than bump the thread when I usually do, and I woke up right before it went into labour, caused by the spam. I'd tried to make a better post than just "bump" but I had less time than I thought, because two threads instead of one got made simultaneously. I guess I won't make that mistake again anytime soon. The last thread didn't reach full term, but I've noticed we're still doing better than several of the other generals in this respect, I would know since I've been saving good threads that reach the end for the last few months, and we're not just a bump general either. Still, a few more people would really help.

As soon as the artist finishes the cover art, I can start my new anthology about Queen Chrysalis and her changelings.

Here's that post I tried to make: I'm over halfway done with the next chapter of Tempest Shadow's story. It probably won't end up too titillating, unlike the previous chapter, but I hope you enjoy it anyway.

>>42400304
That’s fine not everything needs to get you going in the pants

>>42400304
Yeah we could definitely use some more regulars. I think part of the issue is that a lot of on topic art isn’t sfw, and there also isn’t new content as regularly so we end up with a lot of reposts and that could sour people.

Hopefully things slow down here a bit, work’s too busy for me to really stay on top of the thread

Alright, I'll certainly release the next chapter of Tempest Shadow's story tomorrow. I need to write more for you guys, and I'm glad to have something new to share with you.

>>42401054
That’s gonna be good, looking forward to it

>>42400071 (OP)
lol

>>42401246
Well that’s one way to go about things.

Alright, time to sleep, and proofread afterwards.

>>42401054
I might not be a big Tempest fan but she’s pretty cute

>>42400071 (OP)
Going off the sketches I think that took quite a bit of work

>>42401246
How the fuck is this the threadly repost image.

I hope this artist comes back eventually

>"Welcome to Lucky's Casino. Fancy a game of Five Card Draw?"
>She notices your eyes on her protruding belly.
>"Or are you interesting in this grand prize?"
>She pats her belly. There is slight movement within as she does.
>"I'm not even close to a full house in there. The hand here started showing rather early. Definitely doesn't feel like a high card in there."
>She smiles. "Maybe it's a pair?"
>Her eyes get bigger. "Or maybe a three of a kind?"
>Her eyes get even bigger with a sparkle. "Or maybe, just maybe, a four of a kind!"
>She notices that she's getting a bit too excited and calms down.
>"I'm going to lay it straight with you. The odds won't be in your favor, but don't let that royally flush your hopes down."
>She shuffles a deck of cards. "Plus, there's a jackpot for the best player in the house."
>She blushes and leans a bit closer in. Her belly resting on the table. "A night with me!"
>She steps back. "So ante up. You never know. you may be tonight's best winner!"

Since Lucky Roll has been posted on the board for quite a while now, I figured it's time she joins motherhood. Downloaded a Lora of her and genned her in Krita using Jinkiesnoob.

Here's the next chapter. Again, there's no associated artwork this time:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/574592/5/short-stories-about-fizzle-before-she-pops/three-names-unnerving-and-uncertain

Three Names, Unnerving and Uncertain

Tempest Shadow lazily lounged on her couch, on her side with her hindlegs splayed behind her and her head hanging off the end alongside one of her forelegs. Neither Tempest nor her son moved, but she felt sleep to be far out of her reach, not that she wanted it. She sighed in appreciation of her situation, nothing to do and nothing that would get done. In this contentment, even hunger stayed away from her for the time being.

Eventually, she stretched her legs just a tiny bit, more like flexing their muscles, and pulled her head up to look back upon herself. Her attention could be drawn only to that most important pony in her world, her son. “You’re awfully quiet today.” Her belly moved only due to her breathing. “You know, I need to think of a name for you. I can’t keep calling you “little stallion” or “belly” forever, I don’t think you’d care for that very much.” She continued to stare at herself, and mentally rubbed away her layers between him and her—or rather him and her sight—to imagine the cute little colt within. She put her hoof on her belly and started gently pressing in on him. “I know you’re going to be cute, but I can’t name you on that fact alone.” She set her head back down, but in a way that allowed her to continue looking at him. “Are you going to look like me? Would you like a name like mine, maybe Hurricane Shade?” She rolled her eyes at that name. “No, that wouldn’t work, it just sounds silly. Maybe it would suit a pegasus.” Fizzlepop Berrytwist now wore a worried look. “Does my name even suit me?”

Her hoof left her belly to scratch at her chin. She’d woken him with her talking and rubbing, but didn’t even yet notice. “W-Would you like having a mother with a name like Tempest Shadow?” Her mind went to her name’s origin: fear and anger, external and internal respectively. It was a name meant to frighten, made as the first of many hateful acts. She’d used it for so long, and her past had seemed so distant to her, that she’d managed to make herself forget these things; now they were back at the forefront of her mind, and she couldn’t push them away as she once had.

“M-Maybe you’d be a Fizzy Pop. Maybe I’d be Fizzlepop Berrytwist again, by the time you learn your name. I know you’d like that.” Her hoof left her chin to start playing with him as she continued to think, staring at the wall on the other side of the room instead. “Would I like that?”

“I-I’ll never be able to hide my past from you, will I? You’ll eventually find out; even if I asked everypony in Ponyville to keep it a secret, somepony would tell you by mistake.” She was frowning by now. “It would probably be Pinkie Pie; I can see it happening now.” The house was perfectly silent while she lay there imagining new ways he could learn of her past. She realized the only good way was to beat everypony to it and tell him herself.

She still wasn’t looking at him as she spoke again. “I’ll never scare you, I promise.” She banished her broken horn from her mind, shutting her eyes tightly. “Even when I’m protecting you, I won’t scare you, I promise.” Her eyes weren’t shut tightly enough to stop her tears.

For a short while, her gentle crying was the only sound in the house.

-

She had known solitude for so long that it took her longer than she’d care to admit to realize those things from which she wouldn’t be able to protect him. Would foals ostracize him, because of her? The thought made it hard for her to breathe. Ostracism had driven her out of her parents’ lives, away from her peers; it had made her Tempest Shadow even more than her injury. She began to feel lightheaded, to sense the walls of her new home become less welcoming as they seemingly closed in around her. She struggled to throw herself from the couch, and several moments later didn’t know what she expected to do. She needed to get her blood flowing, she needed to move around.

She went outside to watch the sun set.

It was Princess Celestia’s sun, that fact made clear by the solar cutie mark everypony had seen, in textbooks if not in actuality. She thought about her cutie mark; it was supposed to be her destiny, showing her special talent, but it had been many years since she’d used that special talent. Ponies most often had cutie marks similar to their parents or other close relatives. She thought about how she would feel if his cutie mark brought to her mind “Tempest Shadow,” then “Fizzlepop Berrytwist,” and knew she preferred the latter.

It occurred to her that she could start up a shop selling cold, fizzy drinks. Ponyville had no specialty store for them already. It would have to happen well in the future. She would be busy, far too busy, taking care of a foal to run a shop too, but potential was held in the idea, just as potential was held in her belly.

“I’ve gone by this name too long to just abandon it now. Most ponies here don’t even know I went by any other name.” Already, the warmth from the sun made Tempest Shadow feel better. “It doesn’t have to be a scary name, though, and I can make it less scary by being kind.” She put her forehooves on the top of her belly and looked down at him. “You’ll get angry in your life, trust me you’ll get really angry sometimes, but I’ll be there to teach you that kindness, and laughter, and so many other things feel better than anger ever can.”

Her hooves moved around, feeling each part of him she could reach. He had four legs, a little butt with a tail, and a head with a horn that was just a stub. She wouldn’t know his coat colour and so many other aspects of his appearance for a while yet, but she already knew he was perfect. It comforted her to know that, ready or not, he would arrive all the same.

“I can only promise you that I’ll be the best mother I can be, little stallion.” Tempest Shadow took a deep breath. “I think that’ll be good enough.” Tempest smiled.

>>42403482
That was a really cute chapter

>>42403395
Pretty good gen she looks great

>>42403485
This was a nice one, Tempest will be a good mom

I commissioned Jotun22 for artwork based on one of my stories again. This isn't the full quality, but it fits here this time. Here's the story, and the initial work is in Pregchan:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/526921/19/short-stories-with-pregnant-ponies/time

Twilight Sparkle paced back-and-forth in her library more slowly than she’d prefer, but the unicorn’s gravid form prevented her from having a more energetic episode. Her dictionary listed over a dozen definitions for *time*, and most of them were applicable! She needed more time to get the foal’s nursery ready, more time to prepare herself for motherhood, more time to begrudgingly ask for time off from her studies, and then there was *that time* she was dreading the most! Her beautiful checklist, which wrapped around her body many times before leaving the room in at least three different places, was only ninety percent completed for Celestia’s sake! She’d had nearly a year to prepare, and knew she’d squandered precious minutes here and there, somewhere. She thought about casting a spell on her belly to give them more time, but knew she shouldn’t.

She froze with a splash. It was *time*.

Jotun put out a new picture that looks really nice, didn’t want to post it myself since it was likely kas that got it.

What are some of your ideas involving Bundle Joy, and potentially ponies who were once in her belly also?

>>42405619
You know despite being the mascot, I never really give her too much thought.

>>42400071 (OP)
Shame it seems like a lot of images in the archives are broken

>>42405619
You already did a story about one of her surrogacies having an attraction to her I think.

>>42405850
I downloaded a local copy of the third Pregchan thread, thumbnails only since I plan to release a torrent with my commissions and even some stuff I never bothered to post in the threads. Let me know if you'd like a torrent. It's only a few dozen megabytes. I think I have copies of the other threads too, but they're on a drive I need to save. I need to get off my ass and process my streams from Aer0 Zer0-Ri2k; that's the main blocker for the stream torrent I'm going to make. I'll let you guys know when I've released a torrent with Cold Blooded Twilight's streams, and which ones contain any pregnancy artwork.

>>42406209
Yeah, A Sexy Surrogate, and its sequel.

>>42406530
As long as it’s somewhere I’m happy

>>42406530
That is a really nice Bundle Joy picture

>>42405452
This is such a sweet image

>>42406530
I forgot it had a sequel, I’ll have to check it out

Well it was a pretty slow day today

I'm no longer going to bother putting hyper pregnancy in spoilers when Queen Chrysalis is the subject. It suits her, at least.

I asked for an update, and received one. Check it out. I should get the finished artwork next week, and I'll refine the story so I can share that with you as soon as it's ready.

>>42408219
Oh wow

>>42408219
Looking forward to the story

>>42406530
Bundle Joy’s looking good

>>42408219
This is gonna be good

I need to write about this and finish colouring it too.

>>42410044
I really like it

>>42410044
That has probably awakened something within that colt

>>42410728
Maybe.

>>42411025
Cute

>>42408219
This is a real good Chrysalis

Ms. Harshwhinny is finished now, something else to write about sooner rather than later.

>>42412245
It must’ve been very hard for her to fit her belly under that desk

>>42411025
Love this artist’s mares

Any updates on that Aer0 commission you got?

>>42412245
She’s so cute

>>42411025
>A cutie mark on your belly? Girls, you thinking what I'm thinking?

>>42413005
I mean I’d read it

>>42404887
Jotun’s art is really nice

>>42412622
Yeah, I'll share it with you guys later today.

>>42413781
Cool, looking forward to it

I like how emphasis makes it clear she's pregnant even though she's actually pretty small here.

>>42414544
Yeah it certainly works

Just a quick bump before work

>>42400071 (OP)
Does this thread also encompass impregnation or is it strictly for the pregnancy process?

>>42415114
I think impregnation is fine, I wouldn’t say it’s the main focus of stories that have involved it, but it is sometimes present.

>>42408219
Chrysalis going for round 2 on her capture?

>>42413781
It's in Pregchan now; go take a look.

>>42415114
I guess it fits, but impregnation usually happens many months in the past given where our focus is. So long as it doesn't start to take over the thread, it should be fine.

>>42415603
Well that was certainly a very nice piece of art you got.

9 sucks

Try not to fall off overnight

>>42417044
Poor Bundle

>>42417718
Well that’s quite the artifact

OP says to put hyper pregnancy behind spoilers, but every picture in this thread seems to have very big belly mares. Am I missing something? surely mares dont get THAT big? Or they all carrying quintuplets?

>>42418140
Mares get pretty big, well wide.

Everything's in Pregchan, as usual. Since I didn't post the story in these threads originally, I'll post it now:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/568567/sweaty-short-stories-with-pregnant-pony-workouts

Rarity waddled down the dirt road of Ponyville leading to the village’s gym. Just as with the library, spa, and her gorgeous boutique, there was one and only one in the whole village.

Rarity held her head high, even as the rest of her threatened to drop so low it would scrape the ground. That wouldn’t happen, but Pinkie Pie had joked about it once and it had stayed in her mind ever since. Rarity huffed a little, and returned her attention to her flawless body. She looked back at herself and smirked, just a little, at her ability to turn heads even in her current condition, heavy with twin foals. Her attention lingered on her rear, spilling out of her long exercise socks just a little too much. Still, her body seemed less flawless, a little more like a marshmallow lately, which was her reason for visiting the gym this morning. She had her mane tied back in a ponytail, her tail curled a bit differently to help keep it out of the way, and these adorable exercise bands for her forelegs didn’t really help at all but they looked positively gorgeous. Her designer saddlebags didn’t hug her body as tightly as they once had, laying on her back more than hanging on as they should, but they held on well enough for moving about.

Rarity’s attention went from outward to inward as she took inventory of her precious cargo. The two foals slept in her belly, rocked to sleep by her walking, and hopefully they’d stay that way. She wanted her sleep schedule to sync up with theirs, for once.

Her fellow unicorn Twilight Sparkle had given her a pair of magical dampeners, or whatever they were called, to place around her belly to prevent magical outbursts, but they looked ghastly. They resembled the ugliest pair of earmuffs she’d ever seen. It would be one thing if she could wear them underneath a dress, but dresses weren’t appropriate gym attire. It would be another thing if they had them in her coat colour, but they only came in a drab black for some reason. It would be one final thing if they could comfortably hang underneath her belly and be just a little more discreet, but she could only get them to stay on if she laid them over her back before cupping them to both sides, where everypony would see them before her gorgeous mane and everything else.

She didn’t need them anyway. The twins were always such darlings on her morning stroll. She had eaten only a light breakfast this morning, and they were still asleep.

Unlike her weekly visits to the spa, Rarity had never set hoof in the gym before, despite Rainbow Dash’s repeated insistence. She had always been more of a dieting pony, a move around and stretch kind of mare. Well, moving around and stretching was only going to get harder if she continued sitting on her rear and sewing the day away, as fun as it was and as adorable as the little outfits for her darlings were.

She opened the gym doors, and retched at the stench that hit her. She had been prepared for musk, being around ponies like Applejack and Rainbow Dash for long enough generally prepares a pony for it whether she wants it or not, but it was already a hot day, and there were quite a few ponies in the gym presently. She should just leave and go for a gentle stroll in the fresh air instead.

“Hey! Rarity!” That was Rainbow Dash’s voice. Rarity could now see her unfortunately nearby, hovering in place with what looked like a very heavy weight held in her hooves. Rainbow gently breathed as she lowered herself to the ground, and set the weight to rest. She exhaled, and Rarity noticed she shook off the sweat rather than use the rag right next to her for the purpose. “So, you finally came to the gym.” Rainbow Dash eyed Rarity’s form up-and-down, once or twice. “Well good for you. I won’t give you any guff for waiting so long. So, what routine are you planning on for today?”

“Routine?” Rarity was planning on a nice lunch afterwards, but that wasn’t what Rainbow meant. “Um, I thought I’d have a look around first.”

Rainbow Dash got uncomfortably close, throwing a sweaty hoof over Rarity’s back as a kind of hug, and to guide her attention. “Here, why don’t you use one of the treadmills as a warmup? The watering trough’s over there in the corner.” Rainbow Dash was back to her routine before Rarity could gag at the mere thought of using the watering trough.

Still, the treadmill seemed like a good idea, although she couldn’t figure out why somepony would use it when walking around town was more scenic. Well, she was already here, and walked over to one. Her magic lifted her saddlebags and gently set them on the floor; she hovered a water bottle out of her saddlebags and into her mouth, taking a sip before setting it back down. The treadmill was very simple, mechanically. It had a hoofometer for measuring how far she walked, and not much else besides a button to reset the distance, a dial for speed, and a tiny slot for a magical crystal to start it. Rarity knew she could zap it as a unicorn and avoid spending any bits on a little crystal, which is exactly what she did after setting the dial to its lowest setting.

The tread moved slowly, and she found it effortless to keep up. It was too slow, really. She turned the dial two notches. Now she had to move quickly enough to feel herself jiggle and sway with each step. She inconspicuously looked around the gym, pretending to look at the equipment but really nervous that anypony were watching her; nopony seemed to be paying her much mind, and she sighed in relief, but was also just a tad disappointed. She shook that silly thought out of her head. She shouldn’t be putting on shows for anypony but her husband anyway. A kick knocked these thoughts out of her head, and she looked to her right side to see some foal movement.

She chuckled. “Sorry, little darlings, but you’ll just have to deal with it.” She kept walking. By now, she really felt like she was getting a workout, and thought about taking a break soon. She could feel some soreness building up in her rear back, and her horn was feeling stuffy for some reason. Just a little while longer and she’d rest.

“Whoa, watch out!” Rarity turned her head at some stallion yelling, and nearly fell off the treadmill at what she saw. A unicorn had taken a weight and was swinging it around magically, with ponies running and crouching out of the way. Rarity was about to turn the machine off and make her way outside to safety, when she noticed the treadmill was getting faster.

The same unicorn, or one with a very similar magical glow, was turning up the speed; Rarity followed the magical trail—it didn’t occur to her to wonder why there was a messy trail of magic at all—to get a look at the horrible unicorn doing this, only to see the trail make its way in her side. She gulped, and saw one trail coming out of her back near her rear, which explained the odd sensation from earlier. She now noticed yet another weight and her water bottle were also held in the same messy magical grip.

It didn’t occur to her that she could turn the treadmill off with her magic. Her horn wasn’t behaving itself right now anyway. Certainly everypony in the gym was watching her fat butt on the treadmill now.

“Hold on, Rarity, I’ll-” Rarity winced as a weight was thrown right into her gut, sending her flying back in the worst sense. “Ow.”

By now, most everypony had fled, leaving Rarity, Rainbow Dash, and a few stallions and mares left to withstand the chaos. Rarity huffed; her legs ached, her back ached, her horn ached, everything ached; Rainbow Dash was up and about by now, but most concerned with avoiding the remaining weights, one of which flew by and got stuck in a wall.

Eventually, the treadmill slowed on its own, due only to a lack of magical power. Rarity hopped off the treadmill, or rather she set one shaking hoof after another until all four were on the floor again; her rear collapsed to the floor, and then the rest of her fell so that she was lying on her side. She should’ve listened to Twilight and taken those stupid earmuff things with her. Rarity’s head shot up. She had taken them with her, they were in her saddlebags. Now the problem was getting to them. She channelled magic through her horn, and managed to focus on the pocket containing them. She stuck out her tongue in concentration as she felt around, certain she had found them, but unable to pick them up. They kept falling through her magic. She seemed to recall Twilight telling her they’d do that, now that she wondered why. “Ah, Rainbow Dash, ah, darling. C-Could you be a dear and give me those delightful earmuff looking things in my bag?”

“You’re worried about fashion now!?” Rainbow Dash was able to duck and crawl over to her.

“Um, about that, they actually go around my, um, my, oh how should I put this?” Rainbow Dash was about to yell again, so Rarity blurted out the first phrasing that came to her mind. “Just put them around my gut and they’ll stop this!”

Rainbow Dash nodded, fished in her saddlebags for a moment to find them, kept herself short as she walked over to Rarity with them in her mouth, and adjusted each cup end around her belly. Instantly, the magical trails began to dissipate, dropping the weights and everything else they were holding onto the floor. Rarity’s water bottle shattered as it hit the ground. Rainbow Dash wiped some sweat from her face with a hoof. Rainbow looked at Rarity to notice she was about to start crying. “Um, cheer up, or something. Don’t cry or anything.” Rarity tried her darnedest not to wail, but tears ran down her face regardless.

-

In the end, nopony was hurt, except for Rainbow Dash. Rarity’s pride was also bruised. She looked at the ugly magical dampeners, and how they clashed with her perfect white fur. She looked at the ugly gym walls with holes in them, and how her fashion sense had indirectly caused them. Their father would be delighted to know they had such strong magic, and aghast at the property damage she’d racked up.

>>42418859
It's the first chapter, but I guess I should've linked to that instead:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/568567/1/sweaty-short-stories-with-pregnant-pony-workouts/carrying-weight

>>42418140
>OP says to put hyper pregnancy behind spoilers, but every picture in this thread seems to have very big belly mares.
Yeah, I saw people complaining about us on the board, and added that rule to see if it would make the thread more appealing to others. We like emphasis, although I try to use perspectives and other things over sheer size. There's also some variation in anatomical styles, realistic and cartoony, that cause some of this. We don't usually focus on early pregnancy because it's hard to tell, and what's the point then?

>Am I missing something? surely mares dont get THAT big? Or they all carrying quintuplets?
Mares can get big, and it follows they'd be even bigger with twins and more condensed anatomy. There's a great photograph of a huge pregnant pony, but I can't find it right now, so have this instead. We had a guy come into these threads once and tell us that what the mares eat can have a big effect: They might have guts full of grass that bloat them or whatever. Well, these ponies eat cake and other things, so that's another point in favour of bigger bellies.

Looking through the thread, these are all multiple pregnancies, probably twins:
>>42400304
>>42410044
>>42411025
>>42417044 (triplets in the mare on the left)
>>42417718
>>42418859

Something like this is bigger than realistic, sure, but it's not hyper: >>42404887

It's all fictional in the end. Sometimes I like to commission artwork where it's not implausible, but things are just a bit bigger than normal. Twilight's belly hangs just a little lower than you'd think from seeing a real horse, but maybe she's let herself get a little chubby from a lack of exercise. Maybe unicorn foals hang in there differently than in a realistic horse. You could just call it twins. There's all sorts of ways to approach it.

>>42418953
This, I don’t even recall too many people getting upset about it honestly.

>>42418953
oh damn, I stand corrected. That is one BIG mare. hard to believe they get so wide... u-unf

>>42418953
>There's a great photograph of a huge pregnant pony, but I can't find it right now
PinkS used it as a reference for a great piece with Rainbow Dash, so I cropped it and used image search to look for the original. I still couldn't find the original upload, which had some text at the bottom poking fun at the pony, but here's one version.

>>42419321
Unf indeed.

>>42419381
I really hope PinkS comes back someday, that Dash pic was incredible

>>42419321
Yeah it’s great isn’t it

The board's unusually fast right now.

>>42420583
Good luck to her

>>42421107
God I love lingerie pics

Comfyplum is apparently back, by the way.

>>42421792
Awesome, the art’s really cute

>>42421107
Bundle Joy can really turn it on when she wants to.

>8

>>42421792
I love his art

God dammit all these fucking slide threads just killed FR, and they just had a green too.

There seems to be a split between pregnant mares having just the belly become big like a human >>42417718
or the mare becoming very round like real mares >>42419381

which is more unf?

>>42423812
I prefer round personally but ultimately both have their own appeal

>>42423812
I think I'm partial to the third way myself, both.