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I never knew I needed this! I never knew how amazing it was to be a woman, to be a mother and to be cherished and supported. I’m on maternity leave right now and all I do all day is rub my huge pregnant belly and nurture the two babies growing inside of me. I make sure they’re developing healthily, even if it did cost me a lot of back pain, sleep, weird cravings and much more, but it was all worth it! I can’t wait to give birth to my beautiful babies!
It still feels kind of strange to say that, not because it’s false, I do love the prospect of being a mother! It was a bit strange since it has only been a week since I was a man. Yeah, you heard me right. I had no tits, I had a dick, and obviously wasn’t pregnant!
One day, I had come back from home, exhausted from working hard. I knew I was in a much more fortunate position than others with my salary being more than enough for my needs; however, sitting inside the same building for eight hours straight got worse and worse as time went on, and I was really tired of it all that day. I felt like I needed something to motivate me to keep going.
I pleaded internally for that spark to appear out of nowhere… I guess what people say about “be careful what you wish for” is very true, because it was during that night that my whole life got flipped upside down.
It started with what felt like a stomachache, worrying about the possibility of me having food poisoning. I walked towards my bathroom with some light nausea, taking slow and steady steps as dizziness also made itself present. I looked at myself in the mirror, not noticing anything off aside from sweat excreting from my skin despite the chilly weather at that moment.
The ill sensations would slowly but surely go away yet my mind didn’t ease one bit due some external oddities on my body. I could see my face changing in the mirror! I didn’t feel much of anything, plenty of changes being subtle at first glance yet made an insane difference when everything came together. I saw in awe as I was molded to look a lot more feminine, almost as if I was born female.
My lips plumped up, my cheeks became fuller, my eyes were larger… Then, as I was inspecting my woman-like face, I saw my hair slowly but surely increase in length. My curly ginger hair flowed down to my neck and back throughout the rest of the transformation. I caressed and brushed my hair with my hands, doing so multiple times as I couldn’t believe that the cascade of long and silky hair was mine.
My perspective on my surroundings would be greatly altered as I lost a ton of height and weight. I was a pretty tall guy at 6’3”, all gone as I resembled more and more a 5’4” woman, losing almost an entire foot of height! Height wasn’t the only thing being taken away from me though. I was losing a lot of weight very fast, already being rather slim and weak and yet these characteristics were dialed up to eleven.
I lost the tiny bit of muscle I had on my arms, my waist and shoulders narrowed down and my physique in general just became a lot more feminine overall. Was I actually becoming a woman? Why? I was really confused. At least I’d get the answer to the first question as I felt my manhood shrink and transform into a vulva, this likely being the part where my internal reproductive system began to be rearranged, preparing itself to bear life inside of it.
A rather sharp pain made itself present inside me, under where my exterior belly was. I was confused, this didn’t feel like a stomachache like earlier nor like any I’ve felt throughout my entire life, this was something different. My suspicion was correct, my belly was growing at a very fast rate. I wasn’t full, much less bloated, and even if I somehow managed to eat a buffet-worth of food minutes earlier, I likely wouldn’t have such a massive gut… Because it wasn’t my gut, it was my womb!
Just as this was going on, my chest, thighs and butt all felt strange and tingly, sensitive even. I wasn’t too surprised to see a pair of boobs growing off of my chest, it made sense because I just became a woman, but it was still very strange and uncomfortable seeing them grow and stretch out my shirt as if they were a pair of water balloons, the giant round belly just beneath them didn’t make things any better.
I was very focused on what was going in front of me, being the easiest to see, taking me a good minute or two before noticing that something was stretching out my shorts. It was my own ass! Alright, it wasn’t solely because of that, as my hips and thighs were expanding in their womanly ways but I genuinely gasped at the sight of the fat dump truck of an ass I had acquired!
It was impossible for me to resist touching my expanding body parts, feeling the sensitivity of my huge tits, the softness of my juicy cheeks and the rigid texture of my belly… Hold on a minute… What’s when I realized that I was pregnant! I looked like I was about to enter the last trimester and there was no way that fat could distribute in such a way.
I couldn’t believe it, I even attempted to be purposely ignorant in the case it was something completely different, but as it kept expanding and neared the final month of pregnancy, I felt my babies kick; yes, multiple! Well, only two to be exact, but one was already way more than I bargained for. I took deep breathes as I slowly but surely accepted that I was a pregnant woman, that I had a womb housing two kids, a breast for each of them that were currently lactating and a pair of hips that would help me bring them into this world.
I waddled out of the bathroom, barely being able to walk properly due to the insane shift in balance I had thanks to everything that happened just moments ago. Despite the huge and scary change, it did feel pretty cute and wholesome to have the responsibility of carrying life within me. I don’t know, the fact that I was going to be a parent, a mother to be specific, was anxiety-enducing… yet… I kinda liked the feeling of it, almost as if I’ve been blessed with these babies, not cursed with them.
It’s only been a week since then, and that warm motherly feeling has only grown more prominent! I’m very excited, still nervous, but that’s not stopping me from giving birth to my baby girl and baby boy. Aside from adjusting to so many things related to womanhood and motherhood, I also had plenty of awkward interactions as everyone seems to remember me as being born and raised female… Weird, but I’ll take it! I prefer that over telling my friends and family that this guy became a pregnant woman overnight and possibly getting locked in a white padded cell for it! Well, even then, my mom thought I was crazy when I called her to reveal my newfound femininity and motherhood just for her to be confused as she was certain she raised a daughter and she knew 9 months ago about my pregnancy when I apparently called her about it.
Awkwardness aside, I was looking forward to being a mom! This was exactly what I needed to get my motivation back! No matter how grueling my work might be, I’ll always put in the effort and be strong for my wonderful children!