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Alright, which of you fuckers are harassing non-consenting parties and making Buzzfeed talk about us?

This is how we get labelled as "creepy".

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I have a request if you have the time. May be gross to some, but I'm into it. I would love to read a story about a woman the pees and shits herself while she gives birth. And I know that's generally actually a normal thing in real life. But I mean more like your other stories where like, she doesn't want to get out of bed, or is in the car, or is just somewhere inopportune, she ends up shitting her pants due to pushing (voluntary or otherwise), and also has a clothed birth. If that's all too much, I understand. Just thought I'd throw it out there.

Happy Holidays, anon~

Her first mistake was at 5:30 AM, her alarm went off.

Groggily, Hannah turned over to shut it off, her huge dome of a middle smacking against the bed with a huff from the host. Scrolling through her phone, Hannah crossed her legs and squeezed a little. She really needed some relief, but honestly, getting out of bed seemed like so much effort. And it was so early.

Hell, the only reason she set an alarm was to watch a new episode of a show that she loved. When she put it on, it was as though everything else in the world disappeared, she could go for hours without realizing she needed to get up and eat or was seconds away from pissing all over herself. "Up 'n at em..." She slowly rose, her tautly stretched stomach now quivering with movement from the youth inside, bright red stretch marks being moved even farther from kicks and punches, babies that were overdue at desperate for room.

That would absolutely have to wait, Hannah thought. Reaching to her nightstand, she picked up her remote and turned on the TV. Changing the channel to 58008 and waited for the ad break to end. Then it began, the signature theme, the lovable faces, she couldn't help but smile and lean back onto her headrest.

The tension between all the characters, she longed for Johanson and Parisa to get together already every time they looked, the fight that she could feel building between Tony and Theniya over the kiss that they shared with his girlfriend, she couldn't help but focus completely on it. Of course, there was so much... pressure during the episode that didn't come from the plot. Her stomach felt so much tighter than usual, the movement from her children slowing. It wasn't frequent, just... roughly whenever there was a scene change.

She was worried, but more so about the love pentagon happening than the weird heavy feeling her misshapen belly had. She rubbed it, shifting her legs around and huffing, sweat gathering on her forehead as she let one of her hands rest on her crotch. She squeezed it every now and again, the ever attractive, so handsome and well-built Johanson appearing on-screen making her feel as though she'd explode.

Him, and the amount of water she'd drank the night before to down her hefty dinner, making her press against it, wiggling and whimpering of discomfort in place.

About half-way through the double length episode, so a ninety-minute special, she felt the tightness getting closer together. But she also felt like a huge plot twist could be right around the corner, so it could wait.

Everything blurred for a moment, and before she knew what was happening, there were only twenty minutes left and a commercial break came. She snapped out of it and found herself gazing around her room before she moved, just slightly, to lay down.

That was her second mistake.

The cramps came again, worse than ever, or maybe she hadn't realized they were getting worse, and she couldn't help but groan out. "Ouuughhh, stooooop...." She rubbed her stomach, realizing that it was practically right between her legs, and it made her mind wander. Her eyes did as well, right to her bathroom door. A desperate pulse from her bladder brought her back to the present, a commercial on television for a water flavoring thing not aiding at all. She rolled onto her side, letting out a long "Mmmmmmmmm, auuughhhh..." as she did, her hand practically flying back down as she squeezed, desperate to not pee on her sheets. She couldn't imagine washing these.

Panting, Hannah looked up, trying to figure out what could be wrong. Did she need to take a dump? No, no, she was an adult, she knew when she needed-

A long, soft, pffffff proved that she needed clues before she knew when she needed the toilet. Clenching her ass cheeks together, she whimpered again, the tenseness of her belly making itself known, worlds more intense this time, with a quick release when she felt...

Oh.

Oh, no.

Hannah felt water flow over her hand, through her pants. She was not pissing herself! She couldn't be! She grunted, squeezing her legs together as tightly as she could, but it continued, and the pains got so much worse. Then she sat up, pressing herself against her headrest and pulling her legs up, so she could see over her belly, letting it fall as she realized how horrible this position was for her struggling bladder. Then another pain came and she felt it drop. No. No, she could not be shitting herself. She stuck a hand in her pants, but they were too tight around her to even make it past the waistband. "Please, please, pleaaaaaaassseeee!" She begged, refusing to believe that any of this was happening.

Then she began to look for her phone, maybe she could check the time and hurry back before the break was over? It was right in front of her stressed, cramping belly. She leaned forward to grab it.

Her third, her final, mistake.

She fell onto her bump and felt something shoot forward, another soft fart escaping into her pants as more fluid pushed out of her pussy. It wasn't piss, though, it couldn't be. It was... oh no.

"HELP!" Hannah cried, panicking as she rose to all fours, leaning back when another contraction hit. "I... I'm having a baby!" She felt tears well in her eyes and began to wiggle, worried that she'd be found smelling like all the foul human excrement possible, her voice faltered. No, she had to keep it together.

She reached back to grab her pants, to pull them off, but to no avail. A contraction caught her right in the middle, leaving her to bend at her arm and press her head into the blankets bundled at the bottom of her bed. The first head pressed against her lips, the skin bulging out farther than she would've liked. "No, no, no, please..." She whispered, lifting her head and attempting to hold herself up again, but she felt the urgency of her bladder screaming and toppled to the side, clenching and pressing her thighs as tightly as she could together, but it was in vain.

With the next contraction, the first baby's head began to form a teardrop face with her pussy, but the pain caused her to lose focus completely. Golden piss fiercely poured from her, covering her hand and her sheets, embarrassed and ashamed tears bursting from her as she realized how desperate she was. The bladder was covered, but she needed to shit, but she couldn't! But.. but she might.

Another, this time loud, wet fart ripped through her as the baby's head tore through her pussy, stretching to a full crown. "GAAAHHHHHhhhh... ahhhh.... owww...." She let her head fall again, moaning into her bed. She was missing her show, she had pissed all on the bed, and on top of it all she was gonna mess her pants!

Again, she thrusted back, trying to get the head out, as far out as possible, but it barely budged. Her shit did, though, making one last long fart before it began to peek out of her ass. Hannah found it pointless to struggle anymore. Hell... was it even a struggle? She found herself slightly turned on by that bucking, so she kept it going, attempting to relieve the pressure.

Guiltily, she gave in, letting the turd press against her underwear, a nasty brown splotch and horrible smell reeking through the air as she let a contraction ripple through her. She sat back as far as she could, onto her legs, the baby's head making slow progress.

Hannah went back up to all fours and embraced it, the baby's head pouring all the way out after a few rotations of this. The baby struggled out of her, stretching and snapping the panties, falling into her pants quickly, though this also meant the shit was spilling everywhere.

For a moment, she caught her breath, but in seconds, with the next contraction she realized.

There were still two more to go.

#giving birth #giving birth kink #birth fetish #bladder desperation #shit #messing self #childbirth #omorashi #birth kink #labor kink #birth denial

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Even more scenarios!

5. Person A is unaware they're pregnant, currently at work. Around the day/night shift change, they go to the back to restock something and a huge cramp grips them and, just as suddenly, a gush of water covers the floor. Refusing to leave it to be cleaned by Person B, they try to mop it up and end up slipping, pushing a baby into their pants by the time the shift change arrives. Person B can either be helpful or rude, cold, etc.

Ideas for Birth Rps

I’ll add onto this as time goes on.

Btw, I don’t mind which role I take, but I’m a little more comfortable with the partner role, with being the deliverer every now and then.

Also, if you want to rp, either like or dm me!

1: Person A is waiting at the wedding chapel when Person B goes into labor with babies they weren’t expecting (kind of like an ‘I didn’t know I was pregnant’ thing) and ends up missing the wedding, causing Person A’s family to get pissed with Person B, as they assume it was cold feet, until the hospital which Person B was taken to calls and Person A finds out that they had given birth. Feel free to dm me if interested.

2: Person A and B just broke up, Person A is pregnant but didn’t tell Person B, about x months later, Person B finds out and asks Person A about it. Person A says it’s their’s, and Person B begs them to take them back, but Person A never stopped loving them, they move back in together, time skip or same day, Person A goes into labor. Feel free to dm if interested!

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Midnight Birth

After watching an episode of a medical drama on TV, Sue decided to have an early night. She had been working long hours and needed to relax after a hard week. She had been thinking a lot about her favorite fetish as she put her head to the pillow. Just before she turned the light off, she thought to herself about the product she had found online. It had arrived today and it was sitting in her side drawer. She was feeling lonely. She was feeling adventurous. She thought to herself why not! She reached over and pulled the box out and placed it excitingly on her lap. Sue began to tear open the package and read the instructions on the inside box.

“So you want to give birth? Only one will make everything you wish for happen in the next 24 hours. Be aware this will be a very intense experience. Take only one and enjoy! We are waiting for your call!”

Inside the box, there is a bottle of green jelly beans and a necklace with a button on it. The instructions go on to say that when you feel discomfort, you need to press the button and this will alert the team to your location and readiness to start the birthing process.

Sue was far too excited to wait to the morning so she took one jelly bean and ate it, turned off light and closed her eyes. It was only a few hours later that a heaviness in her middle woke her. She was feeling intense discomfort throughout her whole lower body. She leaned over and turned on the lamp on her side table. Sue gasped in shock! Her stomach had ballooned and she looked like she was about to have twins. The discomfort started again. This made her remember the next instruction. Sue found the necklace. She placed it over her head and pressed the button. The next discomforting feeling came quickly and she was gasping for air.

The next half an hour was very intense. The discomfort turned to strong pangs coming fast and steady. There was an ambulance at the front door by the end of the first hour. There was a couple of paramedics, ready and checking Sue in a quick and professional manner. They had her inside the ambulance in a matter of minutes and calling ahead to the hospital.

Sue was gasping and moaning loudly on arrival to the hospital. The paramedics turned her over to a huge team of doctors and nurses that rushed her into a modern delivery room.  It looked just like the scene from the medical drama she had watched earlier that evening. Sue didn’t have time to think as more strong pangs took hold of her. She could hear the medical staff saying that the baby was already starting to crown and they don’t have time to administer drugs. She started to cry out as she hear doctors telling her that pushing was required. She needed to focus and bear down with the contractions.

The young woman strained, yelled and screamed for the next hour. She was feeling the worst pain of her life. Every part of her lower body throbbed and ached. Her opening felt like it was about to tear into pieces every time her body forced her to push. The team worked around her and told her not to give up. They monitored her and informed one another of the progress of rapidly birthing baby.

There was sudden rush of movement in the room when Sue started to roar. The pains changed dramatically. The head was finally birthing all the way through her opening. She roared over and over again until it exploded free into the hands of the senior doctor. A couple of more excruciating pains and the rest of the baby came out. It was a 14 pound baby and the team were very proud of the young woman. Sue was so happy that she had achieved her dream.

Afterwards, in the recovery area, a nurse offered Sue the opportunity to sign up for regular birth experiences that she was keen to participate. She smiled and blushed as she asked, 

“Could I birth twins next time?”

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I loved watching him clean around the house, especially now. It had always been one of his hobbies, but I encouraged it now that I had knocked him up. He would strap on the size-too-small sandles I had bought for him and walk around the house, rubbing his dome of a middle as he struggled to vacuum and mop.

He would get stuck attempting to clean under furniture, and by stuck, I mean he would end up too exhausted to stand. I would be there, coaxing him into laying there, and then I would take off his pants and straddle him in a most teasing manner. After he came into his underwear, delirious with pleasure, I'd send him back to his task. Half the time, our quads were far too active to allow him any rest while performing his relaxing hobby, but he didn't let him hold him down.

And here I was, admiring his strained figure. He had been complaining of contractions all day, but I simply told him that they were false. And he believed me. The ignorant fool.

Just as he finished vacuuming around the TV, I asked him to bent over, as I thought his pants tore. Again, the naive boy listened. As soon as he had reached completely down, I heard him give out a sharp cry, and a gush of water shot out from his ass.

I chuckled softly. "You've pissed yourself, dear. Get back to cleaning." This would be quite the evening.

#mpreg #semi dark mpreg

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Reblog if you're an NSFW blog not run by a cis dude.

I need more people to follow but the only blogs I'm finding are boring dudes who all post the same generic black and white gifs and I'm not into it.

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What do you think of my new animation? 🤭🤭 I'm working on a pack of animations for a standard EA belly (for pose player). Do you want to download it?

Also I want to try to replace the standard birth animations, but still have not figured out how to add sound 🤔

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The captain’s orders were very clear. No crew member was to touch, let alone eat, the colonist’s food. But that cake had looked so good. One little nibble couldn’t possibly hurt anything, could it?

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Apparently waiting for her boyfriend to come home from work was not the best idea.

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Request by @spitfire0519

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What I mean is, send me asks with links so I can produce me some birth stuffs, please thanks

Yooo, start recommending me "I Didn't Know I Was Pretnant" videos to make fics of. Like, they're amazing stuff to riff off of, but far be it from me to deny my fellow kinky fucks their desires, right?

#I need material #and want it to reach at least one person who'll like #enjoy it ghkdfjghdfjkg

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Yooo, start recommending me "I Didn't Know I Was Pretnant" videos to make fics of. Like, they're amazing stuff to riff off of, but far be it from me to deny my fellow kinky fucks their desires, right?

#Birth kink #Giving birth kink #Fpreg #Mpreg #maiesiophilia #Mpreg fic #Fpreg fic #Car birth #Plane birth #Giving birth #Childbirth

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Come on…you honestly expect me to believe the creator of “I Didn’t Know I Was Pregnant” doesn’t have a birth fetish? That show is literal porn for birth fetishists! I’m surprised it was ever on daytime TV. It’s got it all:.

Surprise birth

Clothing birth

Unassisted birth

Breech birth

Water birth

Car birth

Toilet birth

Literally everything a birth fetishist could ever want! There’s literally something there for all of us!

I know the videos aren’t real (and I doubt a lot of the stories are) but still, the actresses are usually sooooo good!

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Perverts in the Birthing Fetish Community

LONG POST BELOW, will have a TL:DR

Went to Furaffinity for birth content after Tumblr banned a lot of porn. Not huge into anthros, but a lot of the birthing art there is very nice and sexy! So, I thought Inkbunny would have similar content.

I was on that site in the ‘birth’ search tag for less than an hour and I deleted my account. I cannot trust the birth-fetish community there, because it is full of disgusting people.

The biggest artist who was majorly popular seemed to have amazing birth art. Very nice and realistic drawings of women pushing out babies and all that good stuff. No, I’m not giving out this artist’s name b/c I don’t want you to see the vile shit that’s hidden there.

I went into the artist’s profile, I realized that his attraction to the birthing process wasn’t….um, wasn’t only focused on finding the pregnant women/person sexy. I found drawn cp involving young boys molesting a newborn. Several realistic drawings of naked newborn girls with titles like “Slimy Dream Girl”.

I feel. physically. SICK right now! I have never seen anything so nauseating in my 23 years.

I’m here to say right now, loud and clear: IF YOU ARE AT ALL ATTRACTED TO CHILDREN OF ANY AGE, GET THE FUCK OUT OF THIS COMMUNITY! YOU DO NOT BELONG HERE!

TL:DR: This fetish is about finding pregnant women, and women in labor sexy. This fetish has nothing to do with being attracted to BABIES! Being attracted to BABIES is not a fetish. If you are here b/c you wanna fuck newborns, kindly cut off your dick/clit.

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The head is almost out. That’s it, yell it out if you need to. Hardest part’s almost over. You’re so close. Such a strong mama, working so hard for your baby. Come on, push, PUSH!

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Note: don’t throw a party at night when your roommates home or he’ll lock you (and your alcohol filled bladder) out of the bathroom