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Just a... er... dialogue.

(warning: contains semi dub-con foreplay) (other warning: this is by no means substantial literature, rather just a fun tease)

Heee…heeeee…hoooooooo… hhheeeee…. hheeeeeeuuuughhhhh oohh goooooooddddd. Ffffffuuuuck it feels so goooood. Fuck- I can’t- hah, stop rocking back and forth… hah…hah… oooooooooooooooo uuuuhhhhh uhhn nnn nnn I’m so rounnnd. Ooooohhhh so big. Sooo biiiiiiiigggOHHH! HEEE heee hooooooooooooo. mmmmmmmm shiiiiit I feel the pressure. Things inside me… clenching… twitching… pressing… moving… huhhhhhhhohhhhgodddd that spot -hah, hah- it feels so goooooooood. Rub my belly. Ooooo rub my belly please. It’s so ti-ah! Ahhhh so tight. Feeeel it. Ugh so smooth and wet and round. So… perfectly round like a ball… a big, heavy ball hanging from my body. Soooo biiiiggggoooooohhhhhhhhhhh shhhhiiiiiittt. My body is so different… you… you made me this way. Oh god my… my insides won’t rest. Ooooooooo my nipplesssss. They’re sooo sore. So sensitive and tingling. It feels so niiiice-no! D-don’t do that! Stop! Stop sucking them or you’re gonna make me-AHHHHHH!!! AHHHH Gooood! I just squirted. From both of my teats. And came. Hgnnnnn I’m so wet allllll over. Ffffuck my belly. My… AHHHHHHH hah… hah… hee hee hoooooooo. My babies are coming. Ahhhh I’m so excited. I can feel them. Feel them inside me. Ooooh touch my belly. Feel them inside me. Your babies. My babies. Ohhhh God there are so manyyyy. We made so many babies together. Ohhhh that feels gooood. Keep rubbing my baby bump, just like that, round and round. Ohhhh it’s so heavyyyy. Hooooooo I don’t want this to end. I -hah- love being sooo pregnant. I love being filled with babies. Babies, so many babies… I love being full of your babies… being your brood bitch… fucking me with such vigor and dominance, pumping more babies inside me. I want you to cum inside me. Fuck me. Put more babies inside me so that I’m always pregnant. I want to be immobile. I want to be your baby-making slave, stuck here with this big, moving belly, constantly giving birth. I want to be always making babies. Alway-yyaahhhhhhh it’s almo- AHGGGHHHH!!!! OH MY GOD IT HURTS SO MUCHHH AHHHHHHHHH ahhhhh oh God ohhhhhhhhhhhhh shit. Hmmmmmmfff hmf hah… Shiiit I… I can’t take it. Fuck me, fuck me please! Fuck these babies out of me NOW!!! Oh God I feel you inside me. Fuck you’re so big. Gooood don’t move just yet. Ugh. Fuck I love your cock. Goddamn. Agh, just a minu-wh what are you doing???! Stop! It’s too rough please! I’m gonna cum too fast please no! I-I just- ughhh not yet please just a little more time AGHHHHH FUCK. FUCK ME!!! SLAM YOUR COCK DEEP INSIDE ME. OH GOD PLEASE DON’T PULL OUT. NO PLEASE I’M SO SORRY PUT IT BACK INSIDE ME PLEASE! PLEASE, BEFORE THE BABY COMES PLEASEEE!!! AHH! Ahhhhh, hhahhhhh, ahhhhhh ahhh ah ah hahhhh ohhhh God I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum I’m gonna g- ugh UGH AGHHHHHHHH!!!! Ahhhhhh oh God I came sooooo hard. Everything is sooooo wet and juicyyyy. Ohhhh shit I’m gonna be a mommy. Me… a mommy… I’m gonna have a baby… Gonna… have a baby… right here… babies… Hohhhh I rub my belly in circles, pressing on where you and the baby are inside me together. Hoooooooooo. I squirt my nipples from the pressure. I’m covered in milk, sweat, cum, and birthing fluids all over… Hmmmmm just stay inside me foreverrrr. No wait… oh God here it comes I-I feel it I FEEL IT OH GOD I HAVE TO PUSHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGG. ggggnnnnhhhg hah… hahhh… uuuuuhnnnn I want to rest… God I’m so hot… so sweaty… Ugh I love feeling you still inside me… But could you please… ha… hah…. get me some water? Ahhhh hoooooooooo ugh rubbing my tummy hooooooooooo. Oh God here it comes here comes ANOTHER ONE UGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! HELP MEEEE. HNNNNNNNNGGGGGGG GET YOUR FUCKING COCK OUT OF ME AND HELP ME!!! ah…hah… I can’t… can’t keep… hah… on like this… Please, I’m so weak… please… Hoooooooo my belly huuurrrtttssss ooooooooooo ow ow owwwww… Oh I can… feel another contraction… you need to get OUT OF ME NOW OOOOOOOOOOOOOO SSSSHIT! DAMMIT GET OUT OF ME!!! I don’t need you to cum inside me to “ease the path,” just get OUT OF ME HUUUUU TH-THE HEAD, IT’S ALMOST THERE. Ooo babe I can’t fit you both in there. Please… I can’t… I can’t… hurtsssssss so bad… PLEEEEAASE IT’S SO BIG I NEED TO GIVE BIRTH!!! Oh God, oh God please no, please don’t fuck me STOP MOVING OOOOO OH OH OH OH GOD I’M GONNA CUM PLEASE NO IT HURTS SO MUCH OOOOOOOOOOOOO AHHHH! I can’t push you both out!!! You know that!!! You’ve already given me enough babies, I need to make room now! Oh God, I… I feel the new ones growing… shiiiiiit i-it’s too much too fast… Ohhhhh my baby belly can’t take anymore OHHHHHH GOOOOD IT’S COMING NOW IT’S COMING!!!! AHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Hgnnnnnnnnnn ugh your dick is out now, but now I feel si emptyOH GOD HOOOOOOOO SO FAST OH GOOOOODDDD my contractions are so fasstttttt. Pleeeeease let it be over soon it hurts so baddddd. Ooooooo hurts so gooooooodddd. Rub my tummy please rub it. My babies need help. Ease my belly. Ohhhhh my baby will be in my tunnel soon ohhhh OHHHH I CAN FEEL THE HEAD AHH! Hgnnn hgnnn hgnnn I-hah-hgnnn I can’t stop rocking hgnnn hgnnn …baby… in my… hah… head inside ohhhhhhhhhh SHIT! AAAAAAGHHHHHHHHH I’M PUSHINGGGGG OOOOOOHHH GOD! FUCK! Oh God, bab, I feel it inside me. It’s inside my pussy and it’s twitching and moving around inside me!!! I’VE NEVER FELT SO GOOD BEFORE OOOOOOO HELP I DON’T WANT THIS TO END OOOO I THINK I’M CROWNING OH GOD!!! Wait, what are you- NO STOP DON’T DO THAT!!! DON’T PUSH IT BACK IN I NEED TO GIVE BIRTH OH SHIT IT FEELS SO GOOD I’M GONNA CUM AGHHHHHH!!!! … hah… hah… that was… hah… the best orgasm… hah… of my life… hah… hah… Jusst… one small push… left… I’m gonna pass out after… just… just one… ugh I came so much that my baby just slides the rest of the way out. Ohhh my other babies are quickly taking up the new room and wrestling. Ooooooo I’m… hah… I’m a mommy… I’m a… my baby… bab-… hah…

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Birth Quickie 7: Car

(Content Warning: Gaslighting, Lying, unwanted baby)

I was so lucky.

I looked at my best friend as he watched me closely, his leg bouncing, anxious. I saw the phone in his hand, and it felt so ominous. I knew what was on the screen. The timer.

The one counting down to the inevitable. I was so scared, so overwhelmed, but I also was ready to be done. One little one night stand. I could swear he had used a condom, I still didn't know how this could have happened. I hadn't wanted… this. Wanted a baby from some complete stranger swelling my belly, changing my life.

I never got used to the stares. People trying to figure out if I was really pregnant. Then realizing I was and just not looking away. Eyes roaming me. I felt so exposed, like I was naked all the time. My sexuality on display for everyone to enjoy, even if I didn't want it to be. A neon sign hanging heavily off my belly that said “will put out if drunk enough!”

But my friend was there for me through it all. He was so sweet and kind. Waiting on my hand and foot. Getting me my craving foods, holding me when I had a panic attack or broke down. I don't know what I would have done without him, his love and support. He was never even weird about it, only briefly touching my belly when I told him to, to feel a kick or just how firm it was.

“Mmm… I think it's another one…” I said, wincing. It was getting stronger. I knew they were getting closer. But I couldn't bear the countdown. I trusted my friend to tell me when it was time to go. We agreed we’d wait until contractions were down to seven or so minutes apart. Last time I’d checked I was down to fifteen, but I knew I’d progressed since then.

I breathed. In through my nose, out through my mouth. It was starting to feel really intense. The pressure inside spiking as-

“Oh!” I felt a deep internal pop, something letting loose. I felt fluid running out of me. Before I knew it I was sitting in a puddle of my waters, the contractions ending.

Carefully, I stood up. “Do we, uhm… have time for me to take a shower?” My bestie looked at his phone. He was quiet a moment, considering, a few different expressions crossing his face. The. “Yea! Yea, that should be ok. Plenty of time. I'll sit right by the door to keep timing contractions.”

The warm water felt so nice on my straining body. I could feel the tension easing a bit. It was so nice to just brace myself against the wall, letting the weight of my belly hang down… breathing steadily, meditatively…

My focus was broken by a spike of pressure, a cramp strong enough that I gasped, gritted my teeth. I held my belly and it was rock hard, squeezing down so much. I could feel the stranger’s baby inside me, the cushioning of the fluid gone, its body pressing against me inside.

“I heard!” My friend called from outside the door. I rocked my hips back and forth, holding my bump, trying to make myself stay calm. It didn't matter how I felt about it, panicking wasn’t going to help anybody.

Finally, it released. I blinked back tears and asked “How close?” A beat of quiet, then “You still have plenty of time!”

I nodded, relieved. The water just felt so good. Even when the cramps came, squeezing so harshly, the pressure getting worse and worse down low, making me groan and pant, the heat drumming over me made it easier to bear.

I lost track of time. Riding through each interaction, knowing how close I was to finally getting this baby out of my body, to starting to get my life back, it helped take the edge off how much this hurt, how scared I was of giving birth. I was so looking forward to the epidural numbing me to the worst of it, if this is how bad it was getting before our cutoff point.

Every time, I checked in with my friend. Each time, he said we had plenty of time, that the contractions were plenty far apart, that I shouldn't rush, let my body take its time. His voice was strained, but I couldn't blame him. He was hearing his close friend panting and grunting and moaning her way into deeper and deeper labor with a baby he knew I didn't want. Of course he was anxious and worried.

I finally climbed out of the shower, only for another powerful cramp to drive the head against my cervix, hard. I groaned, whimpered at the sheer force of the sensation. “How close was that one?!” I asked, blinking back tears. It had to be almost time to go. It HAD to, everything felt so low, so intense.

“It’s still building up! I know it's a lot, but you have to stay calm. Going into labor takes time. I shook my head. “No way… how long was I in the shower for?! If felt like they were getting so close in there…” again, quiet for a moment, then “Oh, a while. I can't remember exactly when you went in, but it's been, like, an hour. At least.”

That felt off… I felt like I’d gone about as fast as I could between contractions… but I guess I was wrong? It was so hard to remember now, everything just felt like-

“NGH! Ah, a-another… Hooo, it's bad it’s bad, so much pressure, I feel so open… Hard to… talk… Wait, I… could swear the last one…” my friend opened the door. Stroked my back gently, tenderly, and my body responded, leaning into him. So many frantic thoughts melted away. “It’s ok…” he said, voice low, gentle, reassuring. “It's so easy to lose track and panic of how far apart contractions are. Just breathe. You’ve got me here for a reason, right? You’re gonna be ok. We’ll make sure you get to the hospital in time.”

I nodded. Breathed, as the contractions faded. My friend kept rubbing my back, and I guess I say there longer than I thought, because before I knew it my belly was getting hard, firm, and I was groaning out “they feel so close now! They feel so close, oh god it hurts so bad!”

The poor guy was breathing really heavy. It must have been so hard to see me in this sorry state. I appreciated his bravery, how calm and collected he was.

“Ok… tell you what. It's still a little early. But we can go to the hospital now, just to be safe. You get dressed, I’ll get the bag we packed, ok?” I nodded, as the contraction ended. “O-ok… thank you… for being here with me.” My friend nodded at me, smiling warmly, then left the bathroom.

Getting dressed was easier said than done. I must have been moving really slowly, because it felt like the contractions were getting unbearably close. I pulled on my panties, contraction. I pulled up my clean sweats, contraction. I pulled a shirt over my body, contraction. Each feeling stronger than the last, each leaving me feeling more vulnerable, more overwhelmed, more desperate to have this done. It felt like the baby could just fall out of me now, though I knew it wouldn't be so easy.

But each time, a chipper voice, along with fabric rustling, came from outside “no worries yet! Contractions are holding pretty steady!” It didn’t FEEL steady, it felt like this little accident could come any second. But I trusted him. I had to.

I waddled out of the bathroom, leaning on a wall. I could barely close my legs, my body was begging for me to be open, to settle in and let this bastard come, but I knew I probably had hours to go still. My friend was digging through the closet. “I’m having a hard time finding it. Just go wait in the car, I’ll be out in a sec!”

Slowly, gingerly, I made my way to the door. I had to stop once on the way there, feeling the pressure throb down, the pain driving the breath out of me. “Fuck fuck… is it supposed to hurt this much this early?! It's just so… so intense…” I vaugely heard “It can be, yea! Trust me, you’ll know when it's serious!”

Blinking back tears, I muttered, “it feels serious now… I don't know what more serious would feel like…” but the contraction ended. I got out the door, and before I could get into the passenger seat, I braced myself against the car, whimpering through another cramp. They had to be seven minutes now, right?! They had to be… this couldn't possibly be too early, am I moving that slow?

I climbed into the car, holding my belly. My leg kept bouncing, I was full of nervous energy, the pressure was echoing out through my arms, my legs. Every inch of me centered on this baby I never meant to have. I hadn't ever felt more pregnant, more burdened and helpless.

The labor pains didn't stop. Each time, I felt the head more solidly in my cervix. I tried to time them myself, but my count was all wrong. The numbers got all jumbled as the cramp came over me, and by the time I finished groaning and panting through it, I couldn't remember where I’d ended at. But I don't think I’d gotten much further than a count of one hundred between them. That had to be wrong though. That's so close, too close, like about to start actively having this baby any second now close.

Another. And release. “Where is he… how hard is it to find this bag?!” I growled, breathing heavily, sweat soaking into my clothes. I just felt so warm, so overwhelmed. “I can't do this… it feels like my butt is about to split open… it's just too much! NGGGHHH!!!”

Again. Squeezing down mercilessly. I hadn't even hit one hundred that time, I think? Maybe? Pressure was echoing all through my lower half, I could barely think…

The car door opened. The bag got tossed in the back, and my friend got into the driver's seat. “How’s it coming? You ok?” He asked, and he was blushing, smiling at me, breathing hard. He must have been going so fast.

“C-contractions… lotta contractions…” I managed to force out. My eyes didn't want to focus, and his voice sounded strange, far away. My body was all focusing in. It didn't want to have to deal with anything else unless I forced it to. Unfortunately for it, I needed to force it to.

“How many?” He asked, voice trembling. Fuck. I hadn't been counting. “uhm… like… s-seven? Or six? Something… it's so hard to remember now. It's just… mngh… whatever number… here is… another!”

My roommate watched me. “How bad is it?” He asked, and I managed to grunt “I can't do it! I can’t have this baby it's too big, too much! So much pressure! In my back, my… my everything! Just pressure!” He bit his lip. “Very bad then… very bad… poor thing…”

As the contractions ended, I looked up at him. “H-how… close… are they? S-seven minutes? Yet?” I panted, struggling to do anything but gulp in air. He nodded slowly. “Yea. You still have hours to go, so don't worry. Just… keep me updated on how everything feels, ok? No matter how big or small.”

I nodded. I was so glad he was here. It was such a relief. “It’s… pressing… I feel so open now. All the way open, I don't… know how much more the baby needs…” The cat started, and we pulled out of the driveway. “It needs so much.” He said, and his words were husky, intense. “So much from you. It needs you to be so brave and strong for it. You're doing so good.”

The words hurt and helped all at once. The movement of the car impacting my body. I felt it ramping up. “Another… another coming!” “Good… good, just like that… sooo close now… so close…” his voice had a tone to it… low… needy… but I didn't have time to think about it. My leg bounced hard, as I tried to breathe, wet whimpers escaping from me. “Nghhh… the pressure… it's… different… scary… wanna… I don't know…” I grunted, a harsh, gutteral sound.

My whole body felt so tense. It knew something important was happening. Wanted me to give into something… my friend all but moaned “Your body knows what it needs… listen to it. Don't fight it, this is natural.”

I did as he said the moment he said it. I hadn't realized I was tensing up, fighting what my body needed. The sensation clarified into a low, low pressure inside, throbbing through me. It needed out. Like I needed to use the bathroom or something. At this point, if I had an accident, I had an accident. I gave in utterly. Letting my muscles give into the pressure. Urging it down.

My eyes went wide. It was moving. “Moving! Down! Birth canal!” I managed, before my body gave over completely to an uncontrolled push. “Ngh yesss… good good… push, push for me… good, just like that… let his bastard come out of you… don't fight it…”

I didn't. I couldn't. It hurt so badly, but I let it come. “Thought I had… time!” I forced between my teeth as I bore down. “How is it… coming so fast?” I tried to say more, but I couldn't. A head was filling me up. His baby was really coming, I couldn't stop pushing even though I desperately wanted to.

The contraction ebbed away, and I fell back, panting. “It's so hard… I can't do this, I can't have some strangers baby… how far away is the hospital? I don't want to feel this thing come out of me!” My friend shook his head. “Far. And there might be traffic.

We hit a red light, and he looked at me. His eyes trailing over me. “You’re really having it… right now… it's coming here in the car… you look so amazing…” I felt frustration rising. “Thanks, I guess? Look at the road, not me! I don't want to do this here in the passenger seat, I… urgh… N-need to… get to… the hospital! Oh GOOODDD!!! My leg began to bounce rapidly again as I gripped the sides of the seat. I told myself not to push, told myself not to give in, but it was useless. I needed to. I couldn't stop myself, I bore down with absolutely everything I had.

My body rewarded me, after a few moments, with the feeling of my crotch starting to bulge. There was a horrific pressure just behind my lips. “Can’t… stop it… don't wanna… have it here… need to get epidural… how f-far?” I panted, as the contractions ended. It ached so badly down there. I had never felt more full in my life, vividly aware of how low the baby was, on the cusp of starting to come out of me.

God. I was having a baby. I was giving birth. This was really happening, right here and now. I could feel a baby inside my vagina, opening my body, coming out. My body was just forcing me to do this thing that seemed so impossible, but that so many other women through history had done.

The enormity of it, the inevitability, crashed into me, made me start crying. This was really happening. It didn't matter how I felt about it, if I wanted it. I could feel that I was going to push on the next contraction. I could feel that this baby coming was inevitable, and getting closer by the second, as it had been doing since that one night stand gone wrong. As it had been doing since I’d been born. Everything I’d ever done leading me to this moment. Here. Now.

My friend was looking at me again. Eyes wide, almost like he could see my thoughts, awestruck by the state I was in, how powerful yet violating what was happening to me was. “You’re so amazing…” he all but whispered. “How far down is it?”

Swallowing, tears running down my face, I managed “I can… feel it bulging… I think it's gonna come out really soon…” and he bit his lip. “It feels so intense, doesn't it? Hurting so bad?” I nodded, panting, and as I did, I saw the rest of his body. I could see the erection tenting his pants. But that… he didn't….

He started driving again, constantly glancing at me. “You don't want it to come here, huh? Natural. Desperate. Out of control and overwhelming… gods. Give a biiig push next one… Don't hold back… let it come out, no matter how bad you don't want it to…”

I could already feel the tension building. “No-no, I… the hospital-” “We’re not making it to the hospital.” He said, as he kept going. “It's too low, we have too far. It's coming. We’re gonna do this, just you and me.”

Shaking my head, I pleaded “You have to go faster, have to NGGGHHH!!!” Another agonized grunt exploded from me, the contraction so painful. I couldn't fight it. I pushed with all my might, giving in completely.

I could feel it. I could feel myself crowning. It burned so bad, the head opening me so wide. I could feel my panties pressing back against it. I knew my sweatpants were bulging, and my friend looked down at me. The man I trusted with everything, trusted to help me have this baby, let out a moan. “Fffuckkk I see it… I see it crowning… your panties are stretching around it… It was so worth it, you’re so beautiful right now… his baby is coming, push for me babe, push push push…”

The words drove into me and I obeyed, even as I sobbed a guttural “NNNOOO!!!” It just kept coming. My lips were pulled wider around it as the guy I trusted panted “yes… yes… big push…” while staring at me, only glancing at the road. I stopped, contraction ended, exhausted.

It was so hard… so unfair… I shouldn't have to do this, I’m meant to be numb and drugged up and doing this while barely aware of it. Not here, feeling every tiny bit of it, desperate and scared…

He reached over. Cupped my crotch, another sound of barely suppressed sexuality escaping him. “Ohhh I feel the head… it's almost here… you’re such a good mommy, letting your baby come… it was so worth it, its even better than I hoped…”

“What… was worth it…” I asked, barely able to think about anything but the burning between my legs, the pressure inside me. “Lying about your labor.” He answered, smiling. “You were ready to go when your waters broke… before, even… but you never questioned it… let me convince you, even as contractions were five minutes apart, then less, less…

“I lied about the bag too, I knew where it was already. I wanted this, exactly this to happen. I was so excited when I got back. They were two to one minute apart then. I knew we were never making it… knew you were gonna open your legs for me and push your little bastard out of you, just like this… unmedicated, unassisted, natural and perfect and completely out of your control, just how it should be…”

I was horrified. Disgusted. I hadn't known. I didn't even know this kind of stuff turned him on! “You’re… you’re a… MNPH!!!” He smiled, rubbed my belly. “It doesn't matter what I am… because you’re a mommy. And you’re having your baby. You can't stop it… push for me. Push it out, let it come… birth it right into your panties…”

The head strained against the fabric. I tried not to push, but it was useless. He was right. I couldn't make it stop. I have to read the jerk who knocked me up, had to give my former friend everything he wanted. I had to give birth right now, as he watched and indulged. I even saw his hand slip under his pants, he was touching himself to this.

Meanwhile, under my pants, things were progressing. The head slipped fully out of me, I could feel my underwear pull itself down my hips, the force of the baby too strong to be stopped or denied. I wasn't done yet, though.

I thought the contractions would end after the fluids had burst out of me, soaking everything between my legs and the car seat. But no. The baby rotated inside me as I continued to push, wailing in reluctant agony, completely prepared for how much this would hurt. The shoulders bulged forward, a bit at a time, held in place by my panties and sweatpants…

Then I got lucky. The wetness inside and my bearing down made the head shift to the side. One shoulder popped free, then the other. The whole thing slid into the leg of my shorts, a noticeable wet bulge in the fabric that immediately began to move, as I sagged back, exhausted, ashamed, feeling used.

I didn't pick it up. I couldn't bring myself to, even as my chest aches and began to leak while the baby cried, still attached to me through the cord.

The man I trusted with this terrifying process grunted, leaned over the wheel, clearly orgasming even as he kept driving. I finally looked around, realizing we’d be at the hospital soon. If he’d driven faster, or we’d left sooner…

But we didn’t. This was his plan. Had probably been since I told him I was pregnant. I couldn't stop it. From the moment I agreed to sleep with that stranger, this was going to be how it ended up.

Fate wouldn't be denied…

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Build a birth

1 baby, starts at work, fast birth, painful, gives birth in the car, no help, sitting position, brutal / impossible birth, clothing birth

Working Until the Deadline

Word count: 1037

I waddled across the office's main floor to get back to my desk. As I do, a few of my coworkers stick their heads out of their cubicles or offices to watch me go by. My boss insisted I work until I was about to pop, and I was just about there. I didn’t mind. I’d rather be here than waiting around at home to give birth.

I managed to make it back to my desk, a bit breathless and tired. My belly was heavy and big, and a few of my coworker's thought I was having twins and not just one. As gingerly as possible, I slowly lower my overdue self into my office chair. My belly spreads my legs apart as I fully get situated.

Just as I settle in I start to feel some cramping in my stomach. I try to breathe through it and rub small circles on the oversized sphere. Eventually, it calms down enough and I’m able to continue to do my work.

That’s what I thought at least. It wasn’t until I was stopping my work every 10 minutes to get through a cramp did I realize that I was in labor. I quickly sent a few emails saying I was taking off before I hastily grabbed my things.

I went to get up when a particularly forceful contraction forced me to stay in my chair. I breathed through it and tried to stay calm, not wanting to draw the attention of my nearby coworkers. When it ended I got up as fast as I could and waddled out the door.

I was half way through the parking lot when my next contraction started. I cried out from the pain and stumbled a bit. I couldn’t stop now. I had to at least make it to my car. I continued to waddle with everything in me to make it there. I braced myself on the driver's side door to breathe through the rest of my contraction.

When it ended, I climbed into the driver's seat. My belly touched the steering wheel at this point in my pregnancy. No matter how far back I set the seat or how straight up I sat.

I debated just calling an ambulance right there, but I decided I would at least try to make it home. I fumbled to get the key into the ignition. My next contraction was already starting to swell inside me. I stopped trying to turn the car on and focused on breathing. I groaned and tried to rock my hips in the tight seat.

Finally, the contraction ended. I was now much calmer the second time I tried to stick the key in. Only missing twice, from my hands shaking, before I was able to stick it on and turn the car on.

Now, I just had to drive the 20 minutes home. I tried to just focus on getting myself home. It was no use though, the next contraction already starting before I left the parking lot.

When I managed to get on the road it wasn’t much better. My contractions were starting to get closer and closer together. Every stoplight seemed to change to red when I approached it. There were too many other cars on the road. It all wasn’t going well.

It wasn’t long before I decided it was best to pull off into a parking lot. The head was moving down faster than I expected. It had started to rest heavily on the entrance to my pussy. I couldn't help but push at the feeling. The head started to move in response. It opened my pussy up and made my pants bulge. When I stopped pushing the head slid back inside me.

I realized after the fact I hadn’t taken my seatbelt or pants off. I started to panic about how the baby would come out of me. I frantically started to fumble with the belt but a contraction forced me to stop and only focus on pushing. The head tried to move but the way I was sitting up the seat held it inside me.

When the contraction finally tapered off, I started to fumble for the seatbelt again. My hand shook as I felt my way to the button, pushing it to unclasp the belt. I grab at the belt and get it around my massive belly. Letting it go so it can retract back.

One thing down, one more to go. I knew my pants needed to come off but they were much harder to remove. I tried to lift my hips and grab at the waistband but it was too late the next contraction started. I sat the seat back further and leaned back. I didn’t care that my pants were still on. I pushed hard. Which caused the head to slide an inch out of me. I pushed again as my contraction tapered off. Unfortunately for me, it was too weak and the head didn’t move.

I continued to struggle to remove my pants now that my contraction had ended. I only managed to move the waistband down before the next contraction was starting. The pain was swelling and my pushing increased with it. The head continued to slide a bit further into my pants with each push. The bump’s size now made it very obvious something was coming out of me.

I barely had time to rest before my next contraction. I pushed again, unable to stop myself. The burning feeling from being stretched too much was excruciating. I couldn’t stop now. I braced myself once again and pushed hard. Suddenly, with a scream, the baby’s head bursts forward into my pants.

I frantically grab at my pants. Between the pain and adrenaline and my stomach being a little smaller snd softer, I finally managed to get them down my thighs. As soon as I did, I felt the next contraction start. I started to push again. It only took 2 big pushes for the baby to come sliding out of my now ruined hole.

I pull the baby up to my chest. I wrap it in my jacket before grabbing my cell and calling for an ambulance.

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More huge birth crowning part 2

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Confession time...

Please re-blog this if it is okay to anonymously confess a fantasy to you.

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Not usually into birthing but this was hot

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Cw // birth fpreg

New colouring experimentation! \0/

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Been in labor for two days now and after having my partner usher an orgasm I can feel that this is it, it’s time. I sit on my side with legs wide enough a part so my partner can see all of me and I begin to push letting my body just do the work while I succumb to all of the pressure and feelings that are running through me, calmly bringing my 3rd child into the world

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Little one was definitely in a hurry to be born!

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Gifs for one of my favorite birth videos. It’s amazing to see this naked mother crown as her baby is coming out. Look at her big belly, thighs, and boobs as she pushes! The video is available if you scroll through my blog.

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In The Nest

Around 1700 words

— Omega giving birth in her nest —

Maisie tossed and turned in her bed, her mate had left early hours to train with the pack.

She got hot in the night changed from her pjs to one of Caleb's T-shirts, reaching her mid thigh over her bump, and her underwear.

Her back had a few rippling cramps and she was filled with an urge to get comfy and make something safe, thinking this made her rub her hand over her heavily pregnant stomach.

Her wolf growled inside her head and made her search the room for soft things, pillows and blankets.

She arranged them on the bed making them into different shapes pushing and pulling them around.

Her wolf driving the primal instinct of arranging, only allowing her to stop when a contraction took her breath away.

"Fuck..." she whispered to herself as she swayed her hips a little.

As soon as it passed she continued making the nest. She whimpered feeling it wasn't good enough to bring her baby into she needed something from her mate, she wanted to feel protected.

She headed to the wardrobe and rooted through Calebs stuff, closely examining each item she looked at, breathing in the scent.

A contraction knocked her out of her thoughts and made her knees shake.

She gripped the door of the wardrobe and gasped as a warm liquid ran down her legs.

She gathered up the oversized T-shirt and reached to her pants, feeling them soaked.

"Oh no! Hurry hurry hurry!" She whispered to herself, nothing in the wardrobe smelt enough of him.

She turned to the bathroom, he had left his shirt and hoodie he wore yesterday hanging on the back of the door.

"Yes!" She exclaimed and reached for it, the sudden movement pushing their pup down.

She felt the fullness between her hips and panted through the pains she was feeling.

She waddled back to the bed and started arranging Caleb's things in her nest.

The urge to push was slowly creeping up on her, but she was distracted from this, moving things around to completely new positions in her nest.

She was so distracted she didn't hear Caleb come in.

He saw her frantically moving things around on the bed and tilted his head to the side in confusion, it wasn't until he saw her wet thighs and low hanging stomach he realised.

"Woah there, little omega." He approached the nest with caution, knowing a nesting omega will be territorial.

She let out a growl as she watched him over her shoulder.

He saw she had his worn clothes and quickly pulled off his hoodie holding it out to her which she quickly snatched from him.

She buried her face into it breathed his scent deeply as he sat on the edge of the bed looking at her.

"You should've called for me Maisie, how long has this been going on?" He reached out for her.

She was about to growl but she was cut off by a contraction. A whimper escaped her mouth before she could stop it and Caleb was pushing her onto her back carefully.

"I need to see how far along you are baby." He mumbled as he hooked his fingers into her pants pulling them down.

He wiped her thighs with them before throwing them aside to the floor.

"Open your legs little omega, I'm not going to mess up the nest." He kissed her knees before she let them fall to the bed. Caleb took his opportunity to touch her, running his hands up her thighs and teasing over her clit, earning a moan from her before he pushed two fingers inside her.

She felt him purposefully rub against her gspot until he reached her cervix, he was fighting with his wolf for control as he measured her.

"I think you're around 8cm, you're not ready to push yet little one." He rubbed her thigh as he moved his fingers from her cervix and back to her gspot.

She moaned and arched her back making sure her throat was exposed to him, showing her submission to her alpha.

"Caleb! I don't think I can wait if you start this..." she whimpered

“That’s ok baby, I’ll look after you.” Caleb leaned over her and purred in her ear softly. He let his free hand roam under the shirt she’s wearing.

He flicked his finger gently over her nipple, Maisie’s hands gripped his wrist making Caleb release a low growl from his chest.

Heat pooled between Maisie’s legs as she pulled her shirt up and over her head, throwing it out of the nest.

Caleb licked his lips as his mouth latched onto his mates nipple, suckling like a pup savouring the milk he drank.

He moved his knees inside the nest which Maisie noticed and growled at.

His wolf knew she was only like this because of her instincts and allowed the little growls.

“How would you like me little omega? You know I’m not here to mess up the nest, I’m here to look after you.” He pushed himself to his knees and got off the bed.

Maisie whimpered as her stomach contracted, the baby pushing against her dilating cervix hard.

She panted through the pains and looked at her mate with lust filled eyes, she got to her knees in the bed and pulled his wrist, carefully arranging him to lay on his back on the bed.

She pulled his shorts and underwear down, throwing them clear of her nest and straddled her mates knees. She leaned forward and stroked his hard length, squeezing his knot at the base.

He groaned out her name.

She licked along him before taking him in her mouth. Caleb moaned and gripped her pony tail.

“Good little omega, taking her alpha like this ready to birth his pup.” He growled and thrust up into her mouth. “Get on top of me little one, I need to be inside you!” He demanded, but didn’t use his alpha tone.

She took him out her mouth and kissed the tip as she moved to his waist. Caleb was rock hard so she was able to lower her hips and take him in easily.

“Yes! Caleb!” Maisie moaned and threw her head back.

Caleb’s hands started kneading her breasts.

“Goddess, I love seeing you fit to burst with my pup! As soon as you are ready I’m breeding you again!” He snarled and thrust up roughly to meet Maisie’s deep movements.

She felt an overwhelming contraction and the urge to push, her movements faltered as she did so. Bearing down hard against her alpha.

A grumble fell from his chest as he rubbed her hips, wishing he could ease the pain, he was also excited to meet his pup.

Maisie was quick to recover from the pain and started to ride her Caleb roughly.

“Yes Maisie!” He groaned and rubbed her clit.

Maisie took him all the way to his knot, hitting deep inside her each time. She leaned her head back and cried out Caleb’s name as she came around him.

Caleb soon followed, a small roar leaving him as he came inside her and his knot expanded, keeping them stuck.

They both panted as Maisie rests her head on Caleb’s chest.

“Caleb I need to push.” She whined and wiggled her hips.

“Maisie… my knot…” he moaned as she moved around on him.

“No, no, no! Caleb I need to push, the baby’s right there!” She struggled in Caleb’s grip as she tried to get him out.

“You’re making it bigger, that feels good Maisie! Just push, it will start to go down soon.” He said rubbing her thighs.

She nodded and spread her thighs wider as she pushed down with her next contraction.

“Ohmygod Caleb I can feel the baby moving!” She whimpered, panting between pushes.

“Keep calm and push!”

“Aargh!” She pushed again, Caleb moaned at the pressure she was putting on the knot.

“You’re not meant to be enjoying this!” Maisie growled and guided Caleb’s hand to her clit. He chuckled and leaned up on his elbow, he made small circles around her clit and took a nipple in his mouth, sucking and flicking his tongue.

Maisie’s fingers got lost in his hair as she pulled his head closer and started to move her hips searching for friction. She grew closer, moaning as she came.

“Goddess you’re so perfect little omega.” Caleb mumbled against her nipple, he latched on properly and started suckling from her, his knot deflated enough to slip out of her with her next push. With his mouth on one nipple, his hand concentrated on the other, flicking and squeezing it until he felt warm milk run down his arm.

“Caleb, it feels so good!” She pushed and gasped feeling the baby at her opening.

“The baby!” She whimpered.

Caleb’s free hand cupped the baby’s head, not letting it push too far out from its crown.

“You need to pant, let your body get used to the size.” He tried his best to distract her from the pain.

“Caleb, I’m pushing!” She cried trying to move his hand away as the head bulged.

She screamed in effort and panted when the pain eased.

“Are you comfy like this?” Caleb asked assessing their position, her straddled over him, birthing into his lap.

She nodded and pushed using his shoulders for support, gasping as she felt the head pop out with a dribble of fluid. She looked around at the nest, it was nearly fully intact, handling their situation quite well.

“The nest is perfect, the baby will be so safe here with us.” Caleb whispered in her ear.

The desire to hold their pup overtook her senses and she pushed as the baby turned inside her, slipping out into Caleb’s hands.

The sharp cries cut through the air and Maisie breathed a sigh of relief.

Caleb moved and lay Maisie down with their pup on her chest, the baby latched on nearly straight away.

“We have a hungry little boy.” Caleb chuckled and kissed Maisie’s forehead.

“I can’t wait to have another.” Maisie whispered.

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I'm ripe, overripe. My belly's stretched to it's limit, my chest overflowing with milk, dripping constantly. My body's worn-out, sore, everything's aching.

But he won’t let me deliver his babies. I'm on labor suppressants, he's making sure I take them. He started giving me one pill per week by my 8th month, then daily as I reached the 9th. But now I need them every couple hours and they're only taking off the edge, making sure his babies stay inside me, nothing more.

My stomach's cramping all the time, my lower back and hips feel like they're breaking apart any second and the pressure between my legs is almost unbearable.

But he prefers me like this. Full and heavy with his offspring, marked as his for everyone to see. I'm dependant on him, on his mercy. He likes that I can't run away, I'm not even able to stand without feeling like his babies are gonna fall right out of me.

He gets off on my moans and whimpers whenever the life inside me becomes violently active. On the way he can feel the squirming and kicking underneath my sensitive skin.

I'm gonna keep you like this forever, he groans into my ear whenever he pushes himself inside me, his hand rubbing over my poor belly. And I'm afraid he'll succeed.

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Asks and DM's are always open!♡♡♡

I think people should go into my asks and tell me how they'd get me pregnant but Hey man that's just me

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My audio record of unexpectedly giving birth at a hotel. Enjoy!