I forgot to post this here. ^^;;;;;

This was one of my first drawings for Mayternity, and was inspired by a ramble of the male perspective of a pregnancy fetish

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I think it’s a pretty fascinating exploration of how the Pregnancy Fetish could want to be manifested in reality and discussing the compromise of the unlikelihood of living the life part of one wants to so much.

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So, I figured it’d make sense to start my May-Ternity with an exploration of why the Pregnancy Fetish is important to me. With a recurring daydream and even quiet wish.

Now, I’m more than happy with my life, and would never trade it for anything. But daydreams are daydreams.

As I’ve said before- I’m Barren. The only chance I have of getting pregnant is a full uterus transplant- a currently experimental procedure that I have no idea of approaching my doctors to start the red tape to volunteer for. So, my little fantasies stay such cause of reality in that respect.

Ever since I was little I wanted to be pregnant. I didn’t realize how big of a family I wanted or anything, but the older I get- the more I kind of dream of having a big one. But, with my other life choices- its’ much more likely going to keep it small- 2, 1, or even 0 is more than wonderful in itself.

I wonder where this desire comes from. Is it because it’s unlikely (not impossible) I’ll ever get to be pregnant even once? That my daydreams than grow and grow to the logical conclusion?

In another life- would I have strove to have as many babies as I could? If my husband was successful enough, and wanted it too, would I have spent my life having pregnancy after pregnancy? I dunno. It’s a private little wish, that makes my stomach bubble in ways other fetishy dream don’t.

Of course- I have no idea if I could even get through one. But that’s the nervous jitters talking. Many people have been pregnant more than once, and even a few reaching double digits. Even if it never gets easier, it’s a choice to go through it. And don’t have to be afraid.

I come from big families. My mother only had me and my brother, but she was one of many children, as was my father. And many of my cousins have 3 or more children. Maybe that influenced my wish. Knowing that only with technology could I even have a chance to carry one.

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And that’s why I both love to and hesitate to express my love of pregnancy nowadays.

Drawing and writing pregnancy is kind of a reminder of my wishes to be pregnant, and the not hopeless, but still unlikely chance of it ever being.

But- it’s also wish fulfillment. When I let it, it allows me to just run wild with the wishes. To bask in the daydream of having babies- from whatever cause, one night stands, a marriage, surrogacy, donation- even throw reality out the window and have it be anything. Magic, technology, just because.

So- I’m figuring out how to scratch some longings with daydreams and fantasies. There’s nothing wrong with that. Indeed, it’s safer and in some ways almost as fulfilling. Would I give anything to be able to have as many babies as I could? No. I would never give up the life I have with my one and only love.

At the end of the day, I’m happy. No matter how life plays out. And I can always dream.