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Need a boyfriend who’s into birth. I need you hard as a fucking rock trying not to cum in your pants while you watch me pant and moan and scream because my massive belly is contracting between between my shaky little legs

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ughh imagining getting knocked up with eggs but it being slow…

i feel each and every single egg pass through my dripping cunt, pushing my walls apart and pressing up against my cervix, where it seems like ages for it to pop into my womb… all i can do is keep my legs spread open as i desperately whine for it to go faster, but there’s no relief for me, my clit throbbing and my mind completely fogged over as i pant, the sensentsrion of it all being too much for my little body..

whatever is breeding me is cooing me by petting my head and playing with my tits to give me some stimulation, but i can’t cum or that would make it only take longer for the egg to get to my womb, and i have a whole clutch i need to carry! i need to just be a good incubator and edge until i’m properly knocked up…

when an egg finally does pop through into my womb i let out a cry of relief and shake, only for another egg to come down and start the process all over again <3

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Idc what position we in, IF HES NOT VOCAL I DONT WANT IT

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So uhm. I had a dream last night and decided to write about it. I usually write fanfiction for a very different blog so this might have an air of that about it. I don’t know. Maybe this is awful but whatever.

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You wake early, a gentle ache between your legs. It’s nothing completely new, probably a dream you can’t remember left you wanting.

Your girlfriend sleeps peacefully next to you. She had a long night, came home late from work, probably shouldn’t wake her.

So you gently, quietly slide your own hands down your body. You can be quick, silent. She’ll never know. And the ache is getting worse.

Your fingers find your clit, so swollen and needy, just a quick swipe and you’re stifling a gasp. Weird. You’re never THIS turned on. Not unless you’ve been edging for hours. Maybe you should wake your girlfriend. You lick your lips and take a breath, considering, then it happens. A shift inside your body.

What the hell was that?

Your hands move to your stomach as if you’re going to feel something. Your stomach looks the same as it did last night, right? Or is it…is it a little rounder? No. No it can’t be.

You feel it again, like something moving inside your body. It’s not painful it’s just…happening. This time, whatever it is moves lower. It feels like it’s settling between your hips.

You glance at your girlfriend, she’s a nurse, she could probably help you. But it’s also probably nothing. She works so hard, she pulling a shift in the ER til 2am. No, let her sleep….oh god…what the hell was that?

You look down again. Your stomach definitely looks rounder now. What is happening?

You don’t get chance to really think about it as something inside you almost…pulses?

You stifle a gasp, hands moving back between your legs.

Whatever it is, it’s moving down.

That’s when the pressure starts. You can almost ignore it at first, but minutes in and there’s no denying what you need to do.

You need to push.

This is stupid, why is this happening? Is it a dream? It’s got to be a dream.

Your body doesn’t care. You watch your stomach tighten and then without permission it happens. You bear down, a groan caught in your throat and you’re pushing something out.

It moves, whatever it is. Maybe the tiniest bit. But it does move.

You consider getting up, go to the bathroom but…this doesn’t feel like a bathroom situation. The way your clit throbs, you can feel how wet you are. You don’t want to move. Your brain is telling you this can’t be happening but all your body wants to do is push.

Another contraction. Is that what you’re calling these? Whatever it is, it’s not painful like you’d expect. Just, tight. Your fingers finally become brave enough to slip inside, just to check. Definitely not because you’re craving some kind of fullness.

But your fingers meet something. It’s higher up, but it’s definitely there. It’s smooth, sort of. Hard and wet, but smooth. Too small to be a baby.

Your fingers explore further, trying to figure this out when your body pushes again and whatever it is slips down a little further. Fuck that feels good.

Okay…so it’s kinda smooth, definitely hard, definitely wet. Feels like maybe it’s covered in something? Like a thick layer of something.

You can’t trying to figure it out. Your body isn’t giving you a choice. It wants whatever it is, out.

You bear down again, taking your fingers out of your aching core and push. You bite your lip, maybe you split your lip, you don’t care. Whatever this is, has to come out.

You can feel whatever it is bulging behind your lips now, straining and stinging. It’s bigger than you excepted, in all directions. The object has slipped down but you still feel so full.

Your girlfriend stirs and you freeze. Or at least you try to. You don’t know how you’d explain this to her. You shift your hips and cover yourself with the sheets.

You’re almost excited when she doesn’t wake.

Time to get whatever this is out. Right?

With a slightly more confident mindset, you grit your teeth and push. Whatever this is, it needs to come out.

You’re not sure how long you spend like that, gently panting and pushing. Your hands between your legs, you can feel it stretching you wide, the smooth surface distending your pussy. But it won’t come out. You push, and push. You’re sweating now. On the verge of screaming in frustration. It won’t come out!

Everytime a little more of it slips out, the moment the ‘contraction’ ends, it slips back inside. You can’t grip it, and it’s too big to get your fingers back inside yourself to help it out.

There’s only one way to do this.

You lay there for an hour, silently pushing, biting down on a pillow to stifle grunts and groans. Your thighs are slick with something, legs pushed apart by whatever is trying to come out. But whatever it is, it’s still filling you, stretching you.

You feel like you’re going to tear, your stomach is rounded definitely now, you can see the bulge in your lower abdomen where it’s filling your birth canal.

Exasperation builds and you want to cry.

Till cool fingers that aren’t your own slide down your body.

You turn, meeting your girlfriend’s eyes.

“It’s okay. I’ll help you.” She says softly.

You should probably question it, but you’re contracting again and you have to push. You’re bearing down, hands under your thighs and groaning silently when she speaks again.

“You don’t have to be quiet.” She says it in such a gentle, understanding tone.

“Oh god…oh thank god…” You blow out a desperate breath, finally allowing yourself to moan with each push.

“Hmm, you’re not getting there, are you?” Your girlfriend says, almost…tutting? Her cool hand slides lower.

“What are you—”

“Just trust me.” She kisses you, almost like she’s distracting you and then her fingers find your swollen clit.

“Fuck!” Your body arches, into her touch or against the building pressure, you’re not sure. But she’s not letting up.

“Let me take care of you.” She coo’s.

Her other hand helps move the sheets til you’re both finally able to see what you’re dealing with.

You are stretched so desperately wide, your lips look like they’re seconds from tearing. There’s no blood, only a thick purple sort of liquid coating your thighs. The same as what’s coating the lilac egg coming out of you.

“Oh god…what…what is that?!”

“Shhh, baby. Just let me help you.” She kisses you again, her fingers working against your clit as you push, grunting and groaning into her mouth.

You can feel it building. Pressure, so much pressure. You can’t tell if you’re going to come or what.

In an instant, your body decides for you and you come. Waves of pleasure coursing through you, back arched, fingers gripping your thighs and in the haze of your release you feel whatever it is finally slip out of you with a wet squelch onto the bed.

You’re breathing hard, trying to wrap your mind around it. You open your eyes and your girlfriend is…holding it?

“What the fuck is that?” You ask her. She seems almost enamoured with it.

“It’s not big enough.” She says simply.

“What’re you talking about? What is it? What the hell just came out of me?” As the fog of pleasure lifts from your brain, you’re left with confusion. Confusion that your girlfriend doesn’t seem to be feeling.

“It’s not big enough.” She repeats.

You’re so confused, shifting to lean on your elbows to look at her properly when she clutches the lilac egg in her hand carefully and crawls across the bed. She kneels between your legs.

“Needs longer.” Is all she says.

And then she begins pushing it back inside you.

“We’ll try again in another month.”

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the thought of giving birth and having to be uncovered and open is so arousing....having your legs spread as you are seen to bulge and stretch around a head😅

(being completely naked is even better)

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can we get some sound on these nut videos??? ​for the love of god people, make it with sound. someone out there is dying to cum to your voice. like throw me in the pit of despair if you shoot it all over your tummy and i can’t hear the attempt to steady your own shaky breathing or how you work through the moan that has settled in the repeated tensing of your lower abs. let me hear ittttt. let me rub my clit and cum while i listen to itttt

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my warm womb and tight pussy means i’m a perfect breeder

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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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I prefer thick dicks over long one cause fuck yes stretch me like our baby will 9 months from now 🤤🤤

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Watching your pussy lips slowly open and stretch around whatever you’re birthing is undeniably the hottest experience ever. Knowing it’s just going to press more and more as you push, until you’re stretched tight around it in a perfect O. Every time you think it’s at its widest possible point, it just keeps going until you’re screaming and begging get it out of me, it burns.

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Tied up, legs spread, vibrator pressed to your cunt in between contactions. No pushing, not unless I say so, we don’t want your poor little hole to tear now would we? Everyone knows the best way to give birth is by coming it out. I’ll make sure you’re shaking and begging for more when I pull I vibrator away, but don’t worry baby. I’ll stuff you full of my fingers until the head starts to descend. You’re in good hands.

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Could you write a thing about being a partner pushing fake eggs into the pregnant reader to prepare for birth?

I can most certainly write that 🤭🤭

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you moaned softly, rubbing your round belly. 8 months pregnant, with some giant baby or something. your stomach felt huge, the weight of it heavy to walk around with and your back ached so bad if you were standing for too long.

your lovely partner was being so kind to you though. making you whatever food you wanted, weird as it may be. giving you gentle massages. holding you in your sleep. whatever you needed.

now, you were insatiably horny and somewhat terrified of the thought of childbirth. you and your partner had agreed on an at home birth, too grossed out by hospitals, so that's what you'd be doing. and your partner wanted your birth to be orgasmic. feel good through the pain.

so to help you get used to the feeling of pushing, they'd bought you 2 large eggs off the internet. not as big as a baby's head but still, relatively large. one had small swirls on it, that one was pleasant to squeeze out of your body. the other.. slightly larger than the first, and covered in silicone spikes. now that one.. it hurt going in and hurt coming out, but it burned so good that you just couldn't help but cry and adore it.

you moaned again as your partner pushed the swirled one in to join the spiked egg, which was now pressed right up against your cervix due to both of them being rather large eggs. your partner brought a hand up to rub your swollen stomach as you laid your head back and sighed.

"just breathe," they coached, as if this were real labor. you sucked in a breath, prepared to bear down, but your partner stopped you. "Ah ah, not yet. don't push until I say. you're not ready yet." your partner gave you a gentle smile.

you shakily nodded. your partner stood up from the bed for a second to grab something. you tried to close your legs, though it was hard. you could undoubtedly feel the weight and pressure of the eggs.

your partner came back, sat in front of your legs, a vibrator wand in hand. they spread your legs again, and pressed the wand to your clit. they turned it up to one of the higher settings, immediately you were squirming and panting and moaning.

"push when you get close." your partner instructed, and suddenly you zoned into knowing your body and when that familiar tightening would start.

it didn't take long at all, you were so horny these days. so, you obeyed as soon as you felt yourself about to leg go. you pushed and whimpered loudly, the egg slipping back through your lips into a teardrop.

"shh, good job, keep breathing." your partner had a soft look on their face as they watched the egg stretch you back open until it crowned again. you orgasmed at the same time and it was a wonder how you didn't squirt as the egg finally slipped free. "look at that, one done, one to go." your partner praised, patting your stomach.

overstimulating began to set in your bones and you whined, trying to shift away and simultaneously closer to the vibrator. "Hey, honey, this is what you need. this is what you have to get used to for the real thing." your partner explained.

you were back to the edge within seconds, and you gritted your teeth and pushed on the spiked egg, though this one was a little more stubborn. you groaned as it reached your opening but didn't quite start spreading you yet. you took a second to breathe and pushed again, panting.

"breathe deeply, honey. it'll help." your partner told you. you did so, taking a deep breath before pushing the egg again and finally it started slipping free. very slowly, mind you. those spikes slowed things down.

you got the dang thing to crown just as another orgasm washed over you, making you cry out. though it was stuck like that, stretching you open. you desperately tried to push it out but it didn't budge, those spikes stuck in you, poking into your thinned stretched skin.

"it hurts," you panted. "I know, I know, just keep breathing. labor will take alot longer than this anyways." your partner soothed, upping the setting on the wand once more, making you nearly scream out.

you strained and pushed until you finally got the egg to budge and pop free, squirting after.

your partner turned the wand off as you took some deep breaths.

"You're gonna look so good pushing our baby out." they grinned from ear to ear.

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Fuck her noises are making me so wet. I just wish you could see her pussy better.

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Daddy put a egg in me and I think I need to push it out now 🥵🥵

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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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I’m a 6’3” trans man my FWB is a 6’2” cis man we are both big strong people and I can’t stop thinking about how big our baby would be if we had one like one big baby would fill me up so nicely

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A girl begging me to push the baby back into her at a concert. My hand between her legs, her swollen belly pushed up against me as she makes out with me in the pit.