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 !!!
La vie qui provient de la mort Chapter 3La vie qui provient de la mort Chapter 3 by StickieBun13
Jase shuffled back into the bedroom from the bathroom. The morning light still not yet painting the sky bright colors, leaving the bedroom cast in the cold white light of the moon. With a groan, the doll slipped back into bed, not caring he had walked to his husband's side of the bed and had lay down atop Chronus, snuggling into him as he hoped sleep would take him once more.
The reaper stirred and he stroked Jase's back, sensing his mild distress and residual nausea. "You all right, love? Did the ice cream we had yesterday give you a tummy ache?"
"Possibly." The doll sighed, resting his cheek on Undertaker's cool chest, "Maybe I had too much of it for my stomach to handle." Tilting his head up, he looked at Chronus' worried expression in the dim light, "I'll be fine. I feel better already."
Undertaker yawned. "Well, that's good." He grabbed the alarm clock from the side table on his side of the bed. "Hmm, only a little more than half an hour before I need to be up. I think the worst t
Seven Nation Army Chapter 6Undertaker joined their chat until he needed to add the rest of the ingredients to the goulash, and he had William assist him with that before leaving it to simmer for a while and heading back into the parlor. After eating the meal he’d prepared, his guests retired for the rest of the day to get some sleep while they could. He put away the leftovers in the cold box and decided to have a little nap himself. When the sun went down, the displaced agents took turns getting cleaned up and then they left via a portal the Undertaker created for them—one that could not be easily traced by Dispatch. He promised to teach them how to do the same themselves once they returned, as well as help them form spirit links with each other to help keep track of each other.Seven Nation Army Chapter 6 by StickieBun13
The one danger in the latter was that if any one of them turned or got captured, those links could be used as a tool for Dispatch to hunt the rest down. He liked to think that none of them would break under torture or betray