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I'd been trying to give birth for hours before you got back. I've almost got the whole head out. I'm so close but as soon as you walk through the front door and see me in the living room braced against the dining table with our sons head bubbling out of my stretched out cunt, I know all that pushing was for naught. Our baby is going right back in me.

You kiss my tears away as you guide me on to my back on the floor. I am crying and begging you to not do this. You ignore me. Our other baby is still in my womb and thrashing about inside me. None of this matters to you.

As soon as I am on the floor, you hold my legs open as wide as they'll go. My lower body is on fire. You press little butterfly kisses all over my belly, trailing lower. Your hands are cupped over the crown of our sons now dry head. You ask me how long I've been like this, stuck crowning. Since sunrise, soon after you left for work. It's nearly 8 pm now. My pussy has been pulled taut around your son's massive head for the last fourteen hours. The outline of his eyes and button nose and mouth have been pressed into my sensitive canal and his little hands and feet crushed into my g-spot for so long I almost feel numb.

You give me a look that says 'I told you so'. You tell me that even though our boys want out of my womb, it's best they stay in there for the time being since I'm clearly not ready to give birth just yet. Tears stream down my face and my milk ladden tits spurt milk with each heaving sob.

I know what's coming but the knowledge doesn't help. Your head disappears behind my belly, your breath ghosting over my clit as you press a sweet kiss to your sons forehead suspended in the folds of my pussy.

Your hand cups over the half crowned head and then there is unimaginable pressure on my cunt. My birth canal is dry from the hours of pushing without any remaining amniotic fluid to ease the way for the baby being pushed back up through my canal. My parted legs flail, trying to close, trying to get away from the pain and overstimulation but you keep me pinned down. I clutch my belly at the odd sensation of my baby sinking back into me and my pussy closing up over your baby's head until my cunt flutters around your thick wrist. You continue to shove our baby back into me, my battered pussy swallow your arm little by little. You bend down and trace my folds with your tongue as my cunt catches on the watch I gave you for our first wedding anniversary. I grunt and groan as my womb is battered endlessly while you push your son back into my uterus. I'm stretched taut around your forearm. You pinch my clit all of a sudden and I'm screaming once again. It's too much. My pussy, my cervix, my womb and now my clit are all at your mercy. My cunt is now around your elbow and my cervix clenched around your wrist. Your sons are squirming in my once again full belly while my twitching pussy gapes wide open.

You manhandle me to my feet even as I cry that I can't stand, moaning that it feels like our babies will tumble right out of my quivering cunt. You just give me a look that says, "if they were coming out of you today it would already have happened." Instead you reassure me that if the start slipping out, you'll just push them back into my womb. I whimper as each step sends jolts of blinding pain from my stuffed uterus to gaping cunt. A trail of fluid follows as you lead me to our bedroom, birth fluid and cum dribble and squirt from my overstimulated pussy with each agonizing step I take.

You force me onto my hands and knees on the bed like you're about to fuck me. My swollen uterus tightens with a weak contraction and my cunt squelches, wet with anticipation and anxiety at what you'lldo to me next. I'm still pregnant, my enormous belly presses into our bed, too big for me to do anything. You slide your hand between my swollen stomach and the bed, rubbing my belly before sliding up to where your sons feet are starting to poke through my cervix and pressing something sticky onto my stretch marked belly. I whimper protests you ignore as your fingers enter me again and nestle our favorite egg vibrator into the opening to my uterus. It's the size of a chicken egg but it feels both painfully enormous and dangerously tiny lodged at the entrance to my womb. Then something thick and blunt bumps up against my puffy cunt. As soon as I realize what it is I start sobbing and begging again, pleading for you to have mercy on your heavily pregnant wife, reminding you I'm overdue carrying your twins, that I need to give birth. You smile that crooked grin that I fell in love with and blindfold me.

The electrode patches on my belly jolt without warning causing me to jerk back onto the knotted bull dildo fucking machine as my belly seizes violently until I'm sure you can see the outline of our twins in my belly. You give a cursory smack to my ass before calling me a pregnant cow which has heat curling in my pregnant belly and cunt squelching with arousal despite the stinging pain in my birth canal. Immediately the egg vibrator buzzes to life lodged in my cervix sending overlapping waves of contractions and pleasure teetering on pain through my heavily pregnant body. My belly vibrates uncomfortably as though I'm pregnant with a hive of bees instead of your squirming babies. I'm so overwhelmed by the vibrators I don't notice the fucking machine coming to life until it's too late and punched in deep in my seizing pussy. I'm screaming for you to stop. It's too much, my pussy hurts from how it catches on the knots of the girthy bull cock drilling into my burning cunt, my cervix hurts from the egg dildo being punched through into my slackening uterus and buzzing in me incessantly, my overstuffed womb hurts straining to hold the babies in from the vibrations and contractions assaulting my baby making parts.

You smack my belly again agitating your sons in my womb before trailing up to my clit. I sob and vocalize it all, putting words to the pain and pleasure on my belly and in my pussy and in my womb. You flick and abuse my clit until I'm shuddering, shrieking through another mind numbing orgasm. Then another. And another. There is no rest, no break.

Where I had once dreaded giving birth, I was now fantasizing about it. How it would feel for the pressure in my uterus to finally abate, for the drag of the bull dildo yanked out of my spasming cunt, another involuntary but earth shattering orgasm that overlapped with a painful seizing contraction of my belly, the egg vibrator bursting out of me with a loud squelch of my drooling pussy, baby slipping out of my womb and into my birth canal, head bursting free of my loose pussy and finally sliding out of my slack cunt into your waiting hands with a wail and triumphant squirt of fluid from my slick pussy to celebrate the long awaited birth. I could see myself nursing our son as I groaned and pushed to birth his brother, you would get tired of waiting for our baby to crown and force me to my feet, gravity pulling the baby until he practically fell out of me, your impatient hands massaging abusing my pussy as I shriek with pain and pleasure and relief, you wrestling your son free of my quivering cunt and put him to suckle my other breast. Knowing you, you would probably want me on my hands and knees taking the bull cock in my pussy as soon as I was done giving birth probably with the cord still connected leading into my sloppy wet cunt.

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I'd be rubbing her down everyday😩

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My eyes widen. “D-Do we really need to do this part? I-I'm a virgin...” I stutter in fear, staring at the speculum. “It’s for a thorough examination.” My gynecologist reassures me, snapping his gloves on. I gulp down, my legs shaking as I continue to try to convince him otherwise. “B-But I-I've never had anything up there before, not even a tampon!” He casually and genuinely laughs at my fear: “You sound really terrified!” “I am!” I snap back, “D-Does it hurt?!” He gives me a look that makes me blush. “Really? You’ve never even fingered yourself?” He asks, making me blush even more. I press my lips together, looking away. “… Can you even ask that?” I whisper in embarrassment as he laughs again.

“I’m a doctor.” He coos, “You’re in good hands, I promise.” He rubs his hands on my knees, trying to ease my concerns. I sigh, nodding. He’s right, he is a doctor; he knows what he’s doing, right?

With that, he gently spreads my pussy lips open with ease and professionalism. “Ooh, see? Easy.” He continues to comfort me. He runs a finger up and down my slit, lubing me up with my own juices. “This thing is gonna go in easily, even if you’re a virgin.” He states, staring at my pussy as he grabs the speculum. He gives me one more look before sliding the cold metal in, I wince at the pain. “Shh shh shh… You’re doing such a good job, you’re almost done.” He shuts me up with a tender whisper. Once my pussy is gaping with the speculum he begins to poke and prod inside it, making me even more wet as my pussy begins to throb, wanting more stimulation. I make little noises, biting my bottom lip as I make sure not to full out moan.

Unfortunately, he catches on a little too quickly, beginning to just tease and play with my gaping pussy, rubbing and circling my clit for fun. He zips down his pants, “I’m going to need to inspect a little more, sweetheart, now be a good girl and keep your little mouth shut.”

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Mom rests in between pushing contractions. We can tell that she is feeling the pressure and burn of the stretching.

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Congratulations on the pregnancy

Thankyou! Already at 24 weeks! Time flies!

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if I may make so bold when did you first start breeding? and another bold one who breeds you?

I started 3 months prior to me getting pregnant, so it happened relatively quickly :P

My partner is the daddy xx

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I am so ready for when we can see how gorgeous you are <3 I hope your pregnancy goes smoothly

Thankyou! I’ve been meaning to post some pictures of my belly but the photos never come out good enough to post :P I’ll try and take a nicer one this week since my belly’s gotten a lot bigger and I actually look pregnant 😂

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Do you see yourself having more kids in the future?

Definitely! I’d love at least one more to try and have a boy, but we’ll see how the second one goes haha

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Have you put any thought into birth plans at all?

I was given a template to make one up by the hospital but I haven’t really delved into it yet. I’d definitely love an epidural, and my main goal is to have a vaginal delivery with no induction if possible.

Since it’s my first baby I’m just going with the flow at the moment :)

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What is the appeal of birth as a fetish? I'm not trying to judge, I have a pregnant fetish as well and can see the appeal of labour to some degree, but I don't understand why birth itself can be intriguing sexually or sensually.

I think for me it’s largely the stretching aspect of the head coming through that I like the most. I’m not a fan of messy births so it’s hard to find content that I actually enjoy. It’s just a niche aspect of it I like :)

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When did you first discover your pregnancy fetish? And have you ever thought of doing surrogacy sometime in the future (after you’ve given birth to your daughter, obviously)?

I’ve always been into the pregnancy fetish from an early age but I didn’t quite know why. I was just always uncomfortable around pregnant woman because they made me feel weird seeing them haha.

I delved a lot into inflation porn when I was a teenager and then it sort of clicked from there. Finding a huge pregnancy fetish community on tumblr has really opened my eyes to what sort of things I’m into.

I’ve definitely thought about surrogacy. I’ll see how I go with this one first before I really commit to that though, as I’m finding it to be a lot harder than I expected 🥲

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Hiiii darling mama. Congrats on the baby! How are you feeling and how far along are you right now?

I'd love to talk to you about how you're doing

Hi there! I’m currently 23 weeks pregnant today! I’m feeling really good, just a bit sore and tired haha.

I’m finding it harder to turn in bed now which is only going to get worse ;(

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You're too ripe, my baby pushing your body past it's limits. The three we already have were adding to your exhaustion. They demand your attention all throughout the day as the one in your womb keeps you up with aches and contractions all night. I'm working overtime to make extra money before this one arrives, so I haven't been much help with the kids but I do what I can when I'm home.

The oldest two run up to me and latch onto my legs, giggling wildly. Their laughter is contagious and I scoop them into my large arms before making my way over to you. On the sofa, you nurse our third and I lean down to place a kiss on your lips. You look and feel ike a zombie, but you do your best to smile and return it.

Our next is nested between your thighs, huge and ready to be born any day. I wasted no time knocking you up after your previous birth. Keeping you big with babies was my top priority, and you were almost too good at it despite the pain and misery.

All of our children were born without the need for medical intervention. Our first came unassisted in our bed with a midwife present. The second, in the car on our way back from the mall. You dropped the third on the kitchen floor as I was out cutting the grass. She gave you no time to grab me before spilling out into the world.

But this one. This one worried your doctor. It was big. Too big, she feared. She recommend being induced with a heavily assisted hospital birth at the very least but told us that a c-section would be her preferred method for getting this one out. For weeks, we argued over whether you'd have the baby at home or at the hospital. Your fears grew exponentially as your due date came and went with the baby showing no signs of slowing its growth.

But I knew you could do it. I've seen you bring three children into the world with minimal help so far, and this one would be no different. I pleaded with you to have this one at home because if I was being completely honest, seeing you birth my babies like an animal turned me on like nothing else.

I relished every thing from the discomfort to the contractions to your bag of waters giving in to the stress of fighting to contain my load. And the sounds you made when active labor took over your poor body sent waves of electricity from my brain to my cock. Hearing you strain around solid heads and broad shoulders was the ultimate reward for me slamming into your cervix until it took my seed.

This birth would be the most difficult so far, without a doubt. And I didn't want it to be ruined for me by invasive doctors or worse, a c-section.

It helped that I had you wrapped around my finger. Despite your protests and desire to drop at a hospital, I knew you would cave as soon as I countered your arguments. You were obedient, and if I wanted you to have this baby at home, you were having this baby at home no matter what the doctors recommended.

Two and a half weeks passed since your scheduled induction date. Your doctor called and left voice mail messages expressing concern for your condition, and every time you'd look at me with those big, fearful eyes. I reassured you that the baby would be fine, and will come when they're ready as their siblings did. You reluctantly gave in, but in the back of your mind you knew this baby would have you screaming for an epidural.

Two and a half weeks and I could see it in your eyes, your movements, your demeanor. You were beyond ready to pop. I bathed our oldest two and put them to bed before removing the one from your breast and doing the same. I returned to the living room where you remained glued to the sofa with your belly sagging between your legs, eyes closed as you shifted to relive your hips of some pain. I always wondered how it felt for you towards the end, especially for this pregnancy. I checked you days ago, and could feel the hardness of the head pushing down on your poor cervix that had only dilated two centimeters. It was significantly bigger than our other three and I knew it merely sitting there was taking it's toll.

I could look at you and tell it was time for another check. You were in the middle of a contraction when I approached the sofa. My cock twitched at the square shape of your belly as it tightened around our baby and the way you moaned through it. I watched as you sat there on the very cusp of delivery. As excited as I was to hear you scream around the head of my child, I craved seeing you in such discomfort.

"Let me check." I was eager for what I might feel when I pressed my fingers to your cervix.

I tugged at the hem of your sweatpants and the smell of birth hit me. My brow furrowed as my hand dipped into your underwear and felt a pad. By now, you were leaned back with one hand tugging at the bottom of your swell to give me access to your entrance. You noticed my confusion.

"My water's leaking. Think my bag tore."

My cock swelled even more. You were so close. So utterly close to popping and great with child. I genuinely had no idea how you made it this far but I was grateful. I felt around and took note of just how soaked and heavy the pad felt.

"Babe, I think it's full."

You shrugged and spread your legs a bit more, wincing as you did so. As soon as my fingers entered, your body tensed up and you placed a hand on my arm to keep me from going any further. I felt water trickling around my fingers. You writhed in desperation for some sort of relief but found none. Your grip on my arm loosened and I pressed further, feeling the bulge of your sack dipping through your cervix that was now eight centimeters dilated. You must've been in labor since you woke up but with how many false alarms we've had so far, you didn't think any of the contractions you felt were the real thing. You kept telling yourself that they'd stop at some point.

"Oh sweetheart." My voice dripped with sympathy. "It's almost time."

"Can we go to the hospital?" You pleaded with pain etched into your face. "I need to go tonight, please. This baby. I can't. It's not like the others, I want a c-section. I need it."

No. I refused to give in even though I was becoming a bit concerned about the size of the child as well. But if it came to it, I'd call an ambulance if it was needed. ONLY if it was needed.

"You'll work the baby out here, I know you will."

You visibly deflated with a sigh at my rejection of your request. And a second later, your belly went tight. But you poor thing. You were so exhausted you could hardly react. The only thing you could do was slump over onto your side and prop one leg up on the sofa to give the big head as much room as possible in your narrow pelvis. I knew you were in the midst of birth even if you didn't fully realize it yet.

Or maybe you did, because with the contraction came a light urge to push that you gave in to. I watched as your body heaved involuntarily every few seconds. Your eyes were closed and you were breathing deeply from your nostrils. It was too early for you to push, but you weren't doing it hard enough for me to be worried. I knew it was your body fighting for a sliver of relief by bringing the baby down further.

"There you go." I whispered as you remained lost in your own world of minuscule pushes that set me on fire. You didn't do this with the other babies. They weren't so burdensome that your body felt like it had to. "Bring it down. Push. Push. That's it."

"I think–" you paused to give a quick grunt on the final push as the contraction ended "–I think I'm in labor."

I rubbed your belly which was rock solid and deformed even without contractions. The latest one had you squirting water as you pushed. The pad you wore overflowed and you now sat with wet pants and a small stain on our sofa.

"Mm. I think so too."

"You need to get me to the bathroom. I think my water's about to pop."

I helped you stand ever so slowly. You groaned when all of the baby's weight pressed down hard and your breath caught in your throat when you felt wetness run down your legs.

"Oh." You pressed a hand between your legs like you were trying to keep the fluid from rushing out of your opening. And suddenly, I watched you awkwardly dart as fast as you could down the hall. A trail of water followed you from the living room to the master bath and I was close behind.

I had to admit, this was a new highlight for me. Seeing your feeble attempt to power walk while squeezing your opening so you didn't leak all over our brand new carpet. And you failed at that but I wasn't angry because of how excited it made me. I put that baby in you. The heavy baby that scared doctors with how big it was and threatened to pop you all over the floor as it's head battered your poor cervix. I'm the reason why you're begging your waters to hold on just a second longer until you make it to the bathroom so you could give in to the . I did this to you. And by God, I hoped to do it again after you dropped this burden.

"Oh, hold on please." You pleaded with your body as you walked. A slightly bigger gush came out from under your hand through the sweatpants with the bathroom door in sight. "I'm almost there, baby. I'm almost..."

I ran ahead to open the doors before you could stumble inside. As soon as you did, it was like your body knew and your sack gave the second your foot hit the tile. You stood there, one hand on the wall with the other holding the bottom of your belly. We both waited in silence while your bag drained and soon all that came were tiny streams of water, which was good enough for us.

We both knew what was coming now that your water was out of the way. The next contraction reared its ugly head and you fell into my arms. I held you in a standing position. Gravity was the only way you'd be getting this one out. Your nostrils flared and you gave me a pitiful look before fully giving in to the urge to push with every ounce of energy that remained, which wasn't much.

The sound I'd been waiting for, for months escaped your throat and I nearly came right there.

The real fun had just begun.

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Hey, how are things going with your pregnancy?

Hi anon, things are going really well! My most recent ultrasound showed that baby’s growing really well which I’m super happy about. Ive felt lots of little kicks now too!

Definitely finding it harder to bend over and fit in clothes now 😂

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need a daddy to support me as I get ready to push out his baby

heaving and panting, squatting down as he gently massages my full milky tits