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dontpushbaby · 3 months
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I know you didn't want to be pregnant but look at you now, baby.
You're so horny all the time, now that you're getting closer to your due date. You don't have to lie to me, don't be embarrassed. Daddy knows you love the way your chest has gotten so swollen with milk, your nipples so hard, your belly so heavy and full of life. I know your navel is so sensitive you can't even wear any clothes without getting needy and desperate to be taken care of.
You thought I wouldn't notice the way you can't stop rubbing your massive belly? You're so cute. So ripe already, looks like you're going to pop soon.
Don't worry, Daddy will fill you up again and again. You'll be my perfect little breeding toy, pushing out litter after litter for me.
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prokopetz · 10 months
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welove-hpb · 2 months
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A belly that keeps groving in labor
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one-time-i-dreamt · 3 months
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I was pregnant and my water broke, didn't have contractions though. When I was at the hospital and the nurses finally took care of me, they all went down with the elevators because Rick Wright from Pink Floyd was there.
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strugglingswelling · 1 month
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innerthighfest · 3 months
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A Normal Night In
After a late class and a long commute home, I finally reach the steps of my complex. Looking up at the landing one flight up, I gulp. Without looking down, I feel for the base of my massively pregnant belly. 
I had gone abroad for a semester and during my last week there I had a one night stand that resulted in me getting pregnant. Now, at just over 43 weeks, I shift my weight side to side up each step. "Ooohh..." I quietly moan, the underside of my pregnant belly needing as much support as it can get as I climb the stairs.
Once at the top I know it's not yet the end. So far the babies in my belly haven't been too disturbed, movement is felt but there is some hope I can at least make it to my door without stopping for a contraction.
Waddling down the hall, I press my now free hand against my back, forcing my belly forward and blocking most of my view of the floor. 
With a little satisfaction of making it through the day and finally into my apartment, I reward myself with a shower. The warm water relaxes my muscles as I close my eyes and let the water run over my expectant body. I rub a creamy soap lather all over naked belly.
When I used to brush my teeth I would stand with my face nearly cheek to the mirror, now I stand brushing a couple feet away, my abdomen swollen and protruding out, grazing the cold sink ahead of me. My shower steamed hands warming the lotion I smooth over my pregnant swell.
I throw on whatever clothes I can find, a white T-shirt that clings tight to my body, belly hanging out from the bottom, and the comfiest sweatpants I can manage to pull up. 
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I walk past a wide full length mirror as I exit my bedroom. My belly full of babies is huge and incredibly round. Over 9 months pregnant I stand there, admiring my belly in the reflection. It's surreal. I'm a bit turned on. 
I relocate to the couch, a futon with no side arms. I use both hands to lower myself safely onto the cushions, a process that can only compare to an entire upper body workout. I adjust, my T-shirt slides up a bit higher revealing my sizeable baby belly more, still in view of my mirror, I take myself in. 
*Sigh*, I feel so relaxed. Being this pregnant is no easy feat, it's almost as if the mysterious man who impregnated me wasn't human at all given the sheer size of the babies making my belly throb. In a masochist way I enjoy the physical struggle of being this bred.
A couple hours pass and I start to get sleepy, but the babies inside me had other ideas. I aimlessly flip through channels in an attempt to distract myself, one hand on the remote, the other nursing a sore spot on my belly from a strong kick. 
"Hsssss ahh...ooouu, settle down..." I say softly, adjusting my small frame under the weight of my heavy, overdue belly, both hands now soothing the dull ache. "Haaaa...ohh... Ooo okay, okay, hooo..." I winch at the sharp pains low in my womb, the hand cradling the base of my huge belly moves instinctively in circles to soften the pain while the other supports my delicate body against the couch. My thin eyeglasses fogging slightly from the heat I am feeling.
I can almost swear I am seeing myself getting bigger. The television program partly obstructed behind my fullness as I feel a contraction rip through me. Arching my back forward I trail my hands down from my ribs to my groin. "Haa, haa, ooo, calm down." I mutter, breathless as my abdomen tightens.
I pull my sweats down, the waistband irritating the underside of my swollen midsection. My shirt rides up once more. "Ahhh...hsss" I throw my head back, the pressure in my cervix is dull and unbearable and yet I am aroused more and more with every orbit my hand completes around my swollen belly. 
This contraction is far from over, but during a lull in the pain I manage to engage the trigger on the futon, swiftly flattening it out into a bed. Adjusting, I spread my legs and lean forward, my weight on my calves and knees. Returning upright I begin to rub in large, slow circles.
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I pant longingly to please myself through this contraction as I stare at myself lustfully, but I can barely get a solid grip on my throbbing, hard shaft. I begin swaying my hips back and forth against a strategically placed pillow. My arousal grows, my baby belly expanding with each deep breath in. "Hsss" my hands circle once more, "ooooo" "oh, oh wow, oooooooooo!" I groan as the contraction gets stronger, watching the skin on my belly twitch and tighten in the bedroom mirror as I sway, making me that much harder. The glow of the TV illuminating the lotion on my heavily pregnant belly making it look that much bigger in the mirror's reflection. 
Rocking my lower body in pleasure as much as I can, I feel nothing but a sore, dull ache from deep within, making me feel sick with pain. "Haaaa oooh, fuck!" it almost feels like my water is going to break. "oh oooohhh mmmmmm...okay...okay..." but it never does. I press hard against my sides then trail my hands down the under-curve of my belly. "Ha Haa, ooooooo...oh wow, wow, hssss..." my whole body cried to start pushing, my back about to snap in two from arching so far backwards, trying my best to lovingly soothe my aching pregnant belly as the wave of pain finally washes away.
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 It's almost as if the babies inside me don't want to come out, my already heavily pregnant belly will continue to grow and I won't fully reach orgasm until I finally give birth. I am being teased. What did I do to deserve such a lasting reward from a one night stand? I think to myself as I manage to get to my feet, exhausted, yearning for sleep.
Making my way closer to the lengthy mirror I am impressed by the sheer size of myself, all babies within still moving subtly under my skins surface. I turn to the side to close my door and notice that i have indeed become more pregnant than before. Maybe those werent contractions at all, but rather growing pains. I may get to enjoy this for a while longer, but I can feel the end is near as I notice my heavy baby belly has dropped ever so slightly. I get cozied in bed, my hardness never subsiding as I stroke my continuously maturing belly goodnight.
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Just another normal night in.
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filled-babyboy · 3 months
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Why am I not getting fucked into labor right now?
Pleaaase, I'm already overdue, I'm so achy. Look Daddy, my belly already dropped, it's so heavy... I can't take it anymore, I need them out, please. I know you like me looking so fertile, your perfect breeding toy, but I promise you can fill me up again right after ...
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lovinglabor · 2 months
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I’ve been contracting all day
I can feel the baby in my birth canal, I need to push don’t I!?
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riveroryn · 5 months
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He went into labor!
911: 911 what's your emergency?
Will: *a masculine voice breathing heavily speaks* Uh.. hi .. I think my water just broke. I'm 9 months pregnant.
911: Okay, remain calm. Tell me your name and location. We'll send an ambulance out right away.
Will: okay... Hooo hoo... *huffs as a contraction begins* Will... 331 Strenbook Avenue.
911: Okay will, breathe for me. In an out. Are you having a contraction?
Will: *his voice breaks* yes 😖 hoo hoo hoo
911: breathe, breeeathe. How far apart are your contractions?
Will: 3 minutes apart. *The contraction ends*
911: Okay Will, tell me, is there anyone who can assist you right now or are you alone?
Will: I'm alone.
911: Okay Will, that's fine. I need you to listen very carefully. Do you feel an urge to push?
Will: a little...
911: Okay. I need you to try and resist that urge as long as you can. Do you have a mirror?
Will: okay 😢 I'll try. Yes, I do.
911: Will, I need you to remove your pants and use the mirror to give yourself an exam. Can you do that? I need you to tell me if you can see the baby.
Will: oh my God... Okay. I think I can do that. *he removes his pants with difficulty and grabs his mirror. A contraction interrupts him.* OH! AH! Owwww 😖😖😖
911: Will, breathe for me. Breathe through the contraction, I know it's so painful. In through your nose and out through your mouth.
Will: have to pushhh...
911: NO! Don't push! Help is almost there. BREATHE WILL, BREATHE.
Will: ahhh! 😖😖😫 *He gives a small push.*
911: Will are you pushing?!
Will: yes! 😫 *His voice sounds strained and panicked*
911: I need you to pant for me. Okay? Pant, will.
Will: *pants until th contraction ends*
911: good, Will. Good. Now, I need you use your mirror and tell me if you see the baby.
Will: *he positions the mirror and takes a look. The baby has started to crown. He's sweating and in pain.* I see the head! Oh my God... That's my baby.
911: okay Will, change of plans. The baby is coming out and we can't stop it. On the next contraction I need you to take a deep breath and push as hard as you can. Wrap the baby in your clothes. I'll be right here with you.
Will: okay 😭 *sobs* OH! OH! AHHH *he has a strong contraction*
911: Okay, Will. Deep breath. PUSH.
Will: hnngg aagghhh!!!! 😖😖😖😫😫😫😭 *Will pushed as hard as he could. The baby's head crowned wider and wider stretching his opening. He let out a hideous yell in pain, his voice strained*
911: keep going! Push push push! You can DO this! Is the head coming out?
Will: AAAGGHHH YES! THE HEAD IS ALMOST OUT. *Will pushed like hell. The head emerged slowly and difficultly but he kept pushing. He screamed and screamed in pain*
911: Good, keep pushing! Push! Push, Will! PUSH!
Will: HNNNNGGGAHHH!!!!! AHHH!!!! OH GOD!!!! AHHHH!!!!!!! *He gave a humongous push. He let out the most gut wrenching scream and the baby stretched him impossibly wide. He pushed and pushed and the head finally came out.* The head is out!!!!!
911: good, Will. Tell me, is the cord in a safe position? Can the baby breathe?
Will: *he checked carefully in the mirror and with his fingers. The baby was safe.* It's fine! *His voice was exhausted*
911: Good. You just need to push out the shoulders and it'll all be over. Are you ready?
Will: I think so. Oohhhh 😖😖😖😖 *the contraction began*
911: okay, you can do this. Take a deep breath and push AS HARD AS YOU CAN. 3, 2, 1, PUSH! PUSH! PUSH!!!!!!
Will: HNNNGGG AHHHH!!!! HRAAAGHHHH!!!! GAHHHH!!!! AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *He pushed so hard he shook with effort. He looked and sounded so primal with each push. A look of pain and strength on his face. He was sweating and his face turned red each time he pushed. The veins on his neck stood out. He pushed and pushed and PUSHED. FINALLY the baby slid out with a gush of fluid* oh! Oh my God... It's out. It's a girl.
911: you did it! Amazing job, Will. Is the baby breathing okay?
Will: she's perfect
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rileyraerides · 1 year
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My contractions at 9 months pregnant
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dontpushbaby · 4 months
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You're sitting in my lap, arms slung around my neck, face buried into the curve of it. Your swollen stomach pressed against my own flat one, allowing me to feel your belly getting impossibly tense and tight as another contraction takes over you.
You moan desperately, squirming in pain. I can tell the urge to finally push is getting unbearable. But you try to be good, to hold back - you promised it. To ignore the burning pressure between your legs - your body is screaming at you to give in, to disobey me. But you won't, you're so good for me.
I know you want to push but not yet. Hold them in a little longer, baby.
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birrthvid · 5 months
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Only a 25 second video but those sounds😍
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welove-hpb · 2 months
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Huge pregnant woman in labor
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doctorjackdaw · 3 months
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69 - pregnant!
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69 (who i got Thrice actually bless yall) is TEO!!! miss theodosia hira, she's a trans sex worker with a day job as a librarian.. she lives in the top unit of her girlfriends bar and they navigate asexuality and trauma together <33
she deserves to wake up pregnant like she's dreamed of... in fact, a little too pregnant to discount the contractions she's feeling..!!
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strugglingswelling · 1 month
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lovinglabor · 3 months
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This is me in bed, writhing in pain. Can you help me keep my legs open so I can push?!
Please? Oh GOD I NEED TO PUSH! AUUUUH!
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