Welcome to Mpregnation! PLEASE read the rules before joining!! We are very strict and are an elitist quality group!
FEMALE ART IS ALWAYS DENIED.
(This is a male belly fetish group. No female art!)
No Hermaphrodites! (Unless it looks completely male.)
No Android or Robot art! (Unless it looks completely human.)
No Androgynous art! (We must be able to tell it is male.)
No Cartoon Style art! (We must be able to tell it is male.)
No unrelated fetish mixes! (The focus must be the belly!)
No Morbid Obesity! (That is a full body fetish!)
No Muscular or Bara art! (This is also a full body fetish.)
No Feral Fur art! (Because we cannot tell it is male.)
Please keep this in mind!
We only take art of a certain art skill level.
We take ALL art relating to male bellies. We take OC art, fan art, and concept art. We also take all art of inflated, expanded, hard, round, chiseled or flabby bellies! Also all art that has male bellies as a fore-thought or after-thought such as in the case of babies(but not adults) born of mpreg, characters made to be belly-related in the future, and fanfictions and comics that will eventually lead to or take place after mpreg or male bellies as long as they obey the rules.
ALL IN-STORAGE ART IS DELETED. It looks bad and takes up space. We request everyone to remove their art from our group /before/ storing it and resubmit if they un-store it. If we see stored art, our mods WILL delete it with no warning/notification! (It's not possible to pin-point artists of stored art!)
Some grotesque imagery or offensive imagery may be denied based on level of offensiveness toward belly fans. We also do not take anti-belly or anti-mpreg artwork or anything intentionally made to offend members. Future changes can be expected. Please be aware that we do not accept any art quality. We also only feature the best quality of art. Report stolen art to dA staff, not us.
!!! S U B M I S S I O N S . A R E . U N L I M I T T E D !!!
Seven Nation Army Chapter 10Heels clicked loudly upon the wet cobblestone lining the streets outside Undertaker's shop, pacing back and forth repeatedly to create a pattern. Five steps to the left, a scruff as he turned, five steps to the right, another scruff, five steps...Seven Nation Army Chapter 10 by StickieBun13
Grell was pacing nervously—he never paced nervously. He was always so confident in everything he did, even when he knew he'd fail. It simply wasn't in his nature to be hesitant. Yet here he was, outside Undertaker's shop and avoiding the actual act of entering.
But this wasn't supposed to happen. It shouldn't have happened, yet, he couldn't deny that it did. Dispatch didn't even know he was here this time. Or, they hadn't ordered it. They were watching the creepy little shop, so chances were that he'd been spotted wearing a trench into the street. Not that it mattered. He was still under orders to recruit the legendary reaper at any costs. He could get away with the idea he was trying a new approach. Really, he thought they would have g
La vie qui provient de la mort Chapter 6La vie qui provient de la mort Chapter 6 by StickieBun13
The next morning Jase awoke to morning sickness again, abandoning his husband's cool embrace for the bathroom. Though, at least he knew why, this time. Which was an early reminder of the little peanut inside his magically appearing womb.
A baby… Chronus' baby…his baby…
Now that he'd had the time to calm down about finding out his inner body decided to play mommy, he knew he couldn't give the little peanut up. There was no way that he could. Even as he found himself bent over a toilet in the early morning.
"You know, you could be nicer to me, Peanut…" he muttered as he flushed the toilet and moved to the sink to wash his face.
Chronus heard the sounds of his spouse's misery down the hall, and he mumbled sleepily and opened his eyes. "Jase?" He sat up, blinking away sleep as he checked the clock. His alarm was due to go off in around five minutes. He smirked. He could theoretically use Jase's morning sickness as his alarm for work...provided he chose to keep the b