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Unexpected Arrival

This was so incredibly fun, thank you so, so much to CinnamonBuns for not only giving me this amazing prompt to play with but also for the lovely art (that I can't stop staring at, it's so pretty)! I'm so excited for you all to read this one, and I hope you enjoy.

3k, fpreg, unassisted birth - Link & Zelda (based loosely on BoTW & ToTK)

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Zelda’s heart was soft. Tender. A warm feeling of contentment settled in her chest as she watched her love, her protector, scouting the path ahead while she rested on a stump. Despite what all was going on, she felt…safe.

They’d been traveling for a while, trying to make it back home before the baby arrived. It had been risky to continue traveling for so long, but she’d wanted to see the full scope of the Zora kingdom before they left, and then there had been that wonderful detour into the Rito village. They’d taken quite a bit longer to return than they’d originally planned.

Link had been worried, but Zelda had assured him that everything would be fine, that their baby would wait until they were home before they decided to come.

Unfortunately, that too had been beyond her control.

Her contractions had started just after they packed up camp and began moving for the day. They were light, but definitely pressing, and something just told her that it was time. But moving seemed to help, help remind her to breathe and also to help with the pressure of the baby moving downward, so she continued.

Link had been…concerned. She could see it in his eyes, that he was worried that something would go wrong or that the baby would come early. So she hadn’t mentioned it to him. No matter where the baby decided to arrive, she knew her protector would keep both of them safe, and she felt secure in that knowledge. Also, she knew his mind was full with trying to find the best way home for them, so she kept her labor to herself, not wanting to burden him.

One hand smoothing the soft fabric of her dress against her taut belly, Zelda leaned back on one palm, closing her eyes and breathing out slowly as a contraction rolled through her like a summer rain. In truth, she couldn’t have asked for a better place for their child to be born. Not in the stuffy old castle with everyone watching and fussing over her, but in the beautiful kingdom, where nature waited to welcome the new arrival and only her Link was there.

When Link returned, satisfied with the way ahead, Zelda had opened her eyes and sat up, her hand still cradling her belly. She greeted him with a smile, and he leaned down to very softly kiss her lips before taking her hands and helping her to her feet. Once she was steady, he knelt and grabbed up their bags with a soft ‘hup’ before taking her arm and setting off down the uneven path.

As they walked, Zelda leaned her head over onto his shoulder, hanging on just a little bit tighter as they rounded a corner. Rocks buried in the ground made the path uneven, and the couple stepped carefully and slowly around the cliff face.

Zelda’s hips felt loose, tender, but full and heavy at the same time. Her free hand slowly snuck underneath her gravid belly as they moved, as if trying to hold everything inside. Link seemed to notice, and shifted his hand to press against the small of her back when the path straightened.

Together, they moved through Hyrule, trying to make their way home.

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It was close to dusk when Zelda knew. It was like a signal, sent to her both by her body and by the baby snuggled deep inside. It was time, and they needed to stop. She couldn’t explain how she knew, but she knew.

Slowly, she stopped walking, tugging gently on Link’s elbow. Immediately, he turned to face her with a confused expression, resting one hand on her cheek and one hand on the side of her belly. Zelda’s heart fluttered, and she gave him a warm smile as she spoke, softly but firmly.

“The baby is coming. We need to stop so they can come safely.”

Link’s eyes slowly widened, and he dropped both hands to her belly, one of the packs slipping down off his shoulder a bit with the quick movement. Zelda nodded and rested her hands over his, knowing he would be able to feel the contraction beginning and tightening her belly.

“It’s time.”

She could see the thoughts whirring behind Link’s eyes. Concern and worry flashed across his face for only a moment before he smiled and nodded. Giving her belly a soft rub, he leaned in and kissed her lips before shrugging the packs off. He gestured that she could sit on them before taking off down the path, squinting into the distance and the setting sun.

Zelda chuckled to herself as she watched him go, then gave a soft, happy sigh and bent, resting her hands on her knees. Her belly hung heavy beneath her, and she closed her eyes as the contraction peaked, knowing her baby was ready.

Her water broke a moment later, warm fluid soaking the front of her gown and dripping onto the dirt and sand beneath her feet. She didn’t move, merely hummed a soft sound of recognition and widened her stance just a bit so the water could flow from her.

When Link returned, he snuggled up to Zelda’s side and rubbed her back, simply waiting until she was ready. When the contraction stilled, she slowly straightened herself up and grabbed onto his hand, whispering. “My waters broke.”

Nodding, Link grabbed up their packs and pointed ahead of them with his free hand, gesturing. He curved his fingers, gesturing a short distance, then used a sign the two of them had made together, hand held rigid with the palm out and fingers straight, then lifting the hand just a bit and forming an ‘O’.

Just around the corner from where they stood was a shrine, he’d said, and Zelda smiled, nodding at him. It was perfect.

Moving there didn’t take too long, even when they had to stop halfway so Zelda could have a contraction. She bent forward again and rested her hands on her thighs, closing her eyes as she breathed deeply. Without a blink, Link set down the packs and rubbed big, firm circles on her back with the heel of one hand, both to let her know that he was there and to soothe her pains.

“Mmh.” Zelda murmured, a soft sound, a quick release of energy. She lifted her head a bit and blew out her breath, eyes closed, and Link leaned down to very gently kiss her cheek, his free hand smoothing her hair back from her forehead. Zelda couldn’t help but smile at the tender gesture, and she leaned her head into his hand, her eyelashes fluttering as she rode the rest of the contraction through.

Once it had moved through, she straightened up and opened her eyes, nodding at Link. He smiled faintly at her, then took her elbow for the rest of the walk to the abandoned shrine, letting her lean her weight on him.

The inner room was quiet and surprisingly clean. There was a thin layer of sandy dirt on the floor, and a couple of fallen pillars, but other than that it seemed fairly whole. As soon as they were safe inside, Link patted Zelda’s arm and quickly shrugged off the packs, digging into one.

Hands on the small of her back, Zelda took a few steps into the shrine and looked around, thinking of what it must have looked like when it was alive. Inhabited. Looking further into the building, she paused, putting a hand over her heart, and said a small prayer to the Goddess, thanking Her for letting them stay here and asking that she bless them and their baby.

Feeling a contraction nearing, she quickly turned back around, smiling as she came back to Link’s side. He’d spread out their sleeping pads on the floor of the shrine, near the wall so she could lean if she needed to. Link knelt in the center of the room, attempting to start a fire and making an irritated noise as his flint sparked but the grasses and twigs didn’t catch.

Carefully, Zelda approached their pads and stepped first out of her shoes before sinking onto her knees on the soft cloth. Both hands came instinctively to cradle under her belly as she sat back on her heels, only remembering her soaked dress when she touched it and it squished against her thighs. With a soft grumble, she grabbed the gown and gathered it at her hips before pulling it up and off, tossing it away.

Immediately, she relaxed, resting her hands on her thighs and closing her eyes. It felt better without the heavy fabric against her skin, and the soft camisole over her breasts kept her covered while still letting her breathe. Inhaling deeply, she settled, rocking her hips and listening to the beginning crackling of the fire and Link’s footsteps crunching on the sandy floor.

The baby was low. Already, she felt it pressing and moving deep in her belly, and as the contraction peaked, she darted a hand to cradle the lower curve of her belly, a soft whimper escaping her lips. She felt no fear, only anticipation, a readiness.

Link drew closer and kneeled down next to her, and she felt a canteen touch her lips. Lifting her hand, she cupped the jug and took a quick drink, then licked her lips and leaned into her protector’s embrace. Together, the two of them inhaled, then slowly exhaled, blowing out the air through pursed lips.

She could feel the warmth of the fire, now, and it soothed her. Opening her eyes as the contraction relaxed, she smiled up at Link, watching the flames dance in his eyes. He smiled back and smoothed a hand across her forehead, then quickly poured a bit of the water into his palm and did it again, spreading the cooling water across her skin.

Zelda smiled, her heart as warm as the flames, and leaned up a bit to kiss his lips. The two snuggled close as they kissed, waiting. Waiting and knowing that soon their lives would be so, so different.

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As Zelda labored, Link quickly prepped their camp, cooking a bit of warm and healing food in the fire first before readying more of their supplies. A few extra blankets, a small, sharp, silver knife that normally lived in his boot, another water jug, full of cool water from the spring they’d found that day. He washed his little knife in it, then laid it on the blankets, where it dried in the warmth of the fire and waited.

Despite wanting to be next to Zelda for the entirety of her labor, she’d reassured Link that she was fine, and asked him to please get things ready. Even as he worked, each time she began to have a contraction, he paused to watch her, hands going still and eyes trained on her every movement.

The stars shimmered above them, visible through a few holes in the roof, and the cool of the nighttime slowly spread through the shrine.

Zelda was thankful for both the warmth of the fire and the cool breeze from the outside, as her body was working hard. Sticky with sweat, she’d labored on her knees for a while before slowly moving to sit leaned against the wall, knees propped up.

Their baby was not waiting.

It had felt good to be able to rock and move her hips while she was kneeling, but leaning against the wall, she felt more supported, and her pelvis ached to open. Carefully, Zelda rested her hands on the ground on either side of her and let her legs fall, knees butterflied and feet pulled to her butt.

At the end of the last surge, she had felt the signal, her body ready to push. She needed to ready herself.

“Link.” She looked over as she softly called out, and, from his place by the fire, her love, her protector, quickly rose and made his way over to her, canteen in one hand and blanket draped over his shoulder. He took her hand in his as he got to her side, kneeling down and offering the jug to her.

She took it and smiled, rubbing his hand with her thumb. “It’s time, I’m going to push now…please stay right here.”

He nodded and gave her a small, excited smile, and she smiled back before taking a long drink. The water was cool, and it soothed her tired body. When she handed the jug back to him, he took a moment before he set it aside to smooth a bit onto her skin again, stroking her forehead and cupping her cheek.

Zelda smiled and nuzzled into his hand, then straightened her back and leaned just a bit into his side as the contraction began, prickling at the base of her spine and bottom of her belly.

Sensing it too, Link clutched her hand tightly and rested his nose in her hair, holding her close. His eyes stayed trained on her belly, taut and round under her camisole. His breathing stayed even, slow and deep, and it was that that Zelda latched onto as she inhaled and melted into her first push.

The change was immediate. She felt their baby shift, moving lower and deeper into her pelvis, and she gasped in surprise, panting as she released her push. Link looked at her in alarm, his eyebrows raising, and Zelda met his eyes, trying to catch her breath.

“I-I felt them move! They’re coming.” Link’s face broke into a smile, and he excitedly squeezed her hand, then snuggled closer and rested his forehead against Zelda’s. Together, they took a few breaths, then Zelda closed her eyes and pushed again, making a very soft noise of effort in the back of her throat.

She held her push as long as she could, then let it go, strained breath escaping parted lips. Quickly, she inhaled through her nose and pushed again, belly tightening.

Out of the corner of his eye, Link saw her reach with shaking fingers, but her hand stopped at her thigh, instead grasping onto it. Quickly, without moving his head from resting against hers, he moved his free hand over to slide between her legs, his cool, open palm resting against her soft folds. They radiated heat, a bit of fluid dripping, but he simply just gave an even pressure and support.

The hum of happiness told him he had done the right thing, and he very subtly nodded, then took another big inhale along with his princess.

With the added support of his hand, Zelda pushed, bearing down along with her body’s efforts. As the contraction began to wane, the top of their baby’s head just began to emerge, parting her labia between Link’s fingers into a small teardrop shape.

As she rested, Link kissed her sweaty face, pulling away and releasing her hand so he could offer her more water. Quickly, she took a drink, then pulled him back to her, closing her eyes and nuzzling against him. Link settled right back against her too, keeping his eyes open and watching her as much as he was able.

The stars twinkling overhead, the moon shining beautiful shadows on the walls and floor of the temple, and the crackling fire all seemed to wait with anticipation as Zelda pushed. Each contraction was longer, every part of her body working to bring their new baby into the world.

Link left his hand against her labia, steady and firm, until the baby’s head began to really bulge against his fingers. Only then did he move a bit, using his fingertips to stroke and massage Zelda’s stretching labia.

“Shh…” he whispered softly, and Zelda stopped pushing, releasing her breath and panting hard. She was burning, expanding, making room, and she trusted his guidance. Her eyelashes fluttered and she gasped as their baby slipped to a full crown, her body pushing without her.

Link smiled in awe as he slowly moved his head from hers, peering between her parted thighs and stroking her skin. His face lit up, he gave her hand a firm, excited squeeze and nodded, sliding his hand aside to just press on the stretching tissue on one side of the emerging head.

Zelda met his eyes and nodded, then wrinkled her nose and grunted, her voice echoing off of the temple walls. With a pop, their baby’s head all but sprung forward with her effort, a splash of fluid accompanying it. Zelda melted into an exhausted smile, peering over her belly, and Link beamed, very gently stroking the birth away from the baby’s face and cupping it as it turned a bit. Pointed ear rested in his palm, soft blonde curls against a squishy head.

The new parents met eyes, and both smiled excitedly, tired and ready. Zelda shifted her hips a bit as the baby turned within her, and she and Link finally unclasped hands to get ready to meet their child.

Hands planted on either side of her hips, Zelda scrunched her nose and leaned forward as she heaved a push against the strong shoulders of the baby. Link leaned close with both hands outstretched, his eyes twinkling brightly and an awed expression on his face.

With a few more soft grunts of effort and heaving pushes, one shoulder finally emerged, then the other. Zelda tried to catch her breath, joy and excitement running through her body like lightning strikes or fairy magic. With her body’s signal, Zelda curled forward and pushed again, knees trembling and focused eyes staring almost past herself. Link shifted forward on one knee and supported the baby as they slipped forward, then…

With a loud crack and pop of the firewood, a splash of fluid that a Zora would be proud of, and a bright star shooting straight overhead that both new parents weren’t even aware of, the newest child of Hyrule was born, right into her father’s hands.

Link gasped as he caught her, then let out a surprisingly loud cry of excitement, staring down at the tiny wriggling baby. Zelda groaned in happiness at the relief, then beamed, her eyes welling with tears as she saw their baby being safely lifted into her dad’s arms and heard her start to loudly cry, a strong voice that echoed off the walls of the shrine as if proclaiming her arrival.

Trying to catch her breath, Zelda leaned back against the wall and held out her arms, and Link quickly and carefully moved the baby up to lay on her chest, rubbing the little one’s back and beaming at Zelda. She smiled down at the baby, then up at Link, tears shining in her eyes but a look of pride and joy on her face. The same emotions echoed from Link’s eyes, and he leaned down to kiss his Princess, his love, with their baby held between them and both of their hands resting on her tiny little back.

The three of them would spend the next day at the shrine to rest before very slowly continuing on their way home, the new baby wrapped in a sling of soft cloth against her mother’s chest.

It was very, very fitting that the newest royal Hylian was born where she was. A previously unknown and abandoned shrine. Over the next few years, the shrine where she was born would be fixed up, healed, and returned to its former glory, with families and children leaving small offerings and prayers there for healthy families, fertility, and protection of children.

Zelda knew, though, that she and their daughter had always been safe. Her love, her destiny, her protector, Link had been with them both, and she trusted both in her body and in him to bring the new little princess home safely.

There had been no better place to have a baby…as unexpected as it had been.

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cummingcrowning · 2 months

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pushing audio for yall

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cummingcrowning · 3 months

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I made an audio for someone who is special to me and I thought it was too good not to share. Enjoy listening to this interactive fantasy of a homebirth. If you own a vagina and are inclined to birth objects, feel free to push along with my voice.

Original content - please only reblog.

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Not usually into birthing but this was hot

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cummingcrowning · 8 months

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🫄5️⃣ 🏫 💦

tags/kinks: non-binary, multiple babies, public birth, orgasmic/erotic birth.

It wasn’t the most ideal situation, having to deal with a rowdy classroom full of young adults, let alone having to deal with it while also lugging around over forty pounds of baby in an overstuffed womb.

Although they had made the most of their unexpectedly large pregnancy, not even a doctor’s recommendation to start parental leave in their late third trimester was going to stop them and their well thought-out lesson plan. A belly full of quints couldn’t have been foreseen nine months prior but they were managing better than most. They welcomed fascinated students to come and rub their distended belly between classes, the young students mesmerized and gasped out of astonishment when they could see the restless lives stirring under the taut skin.

It was two days before their scheduled parental leave when everything happened. The day had started off normally and the general aches and pains of pregnancy went without much thought at all as they’d gone about their routine and got to school. They sat behind their desk with an ungraceful harumph, a hand coming up to stroke the widest part of their belly. The babies had lowered themselves considerably in the last few days and they were just thinking parental leave couldn’t come soon enough when their first class of the day began filtering into the room.

“Wow, any day now, huh, Mx?” One of the students asked with a little chuckle, amused with how large their teacher had gotten or how sluggishly they moved.

Thank god for PowerPoint and laser pointers because the very pregnant teacher knew they’d be teaching while seated for at least most of the day. It was halfway through the lecture when a gripping pain struck them in their abdomen and before they could even deduce what was happening, a torrent of fluid came gushing out between their legs. The sound was unmissable and they were just thankful that they were seated behind their desk so none of the students could see their lower half and considerably soaked pants.

“What was that..?” A student asked.

The teacher chuckled nervously and grabbed for a nearby roll of paper towels, very quickly unspooling a few sheets to place on the tiled floor. “Oh, clumsy me-- I must’ve hit my drink and it fell over..!” they said, trying to mask what had really happened. When their class left then they could properly address what was happening to them. The lecture wouldn’t be disrupted when it was already more than half over.

It wasn’t uncommon for them to rub their round tummy throughout the day so they hoped their almost incessant rubbing at the side of their belly went unnoticed. They were trying the best that they could to calm the impatient lives inside but the babies would wait for no one, not even the parent that carried them to term.

With mere minutes left in the class period, a strong contraction rippled through the teacher’s body and they let out an erotic moan as a knee-jerk reaction. They pushed themself back from the desk as every head in the classroom pulled their attention from their books or their phones to the laboring teacher at the front of the class.

“O-oh, g-god..!” The teacher exclaimed, pulling their shirt up to expose the reddened and contorting flesh of their stuffed dome. “M-my babies..!”

Some of the more capable students jumped to their feet and scrambled to their teacher’s aid, helping them take off their pants while a few others left the room altogether to fetch for better qualified help. Many students who were still seated at their desks had pulled out their phones to record the scene unfolding in front of them.

As the teacher’s feet were brought up to rest on the desk, their entire sex was fully exposed and a murmur could be heard throughout the room. It was extremely vulnerable for the teacher to be in such a state and a strong blush radiated from their face all the way down their neck and chest.

“The baby is crowning, Mx,” a student told them, “You should push with the next contraction.”

With a petulant whine, the teacher felt their firstborn grinding against their sore sex and a jolt of arousal went all throughout them. “F-fuck…” they rasped, their fingers pressing into the tight flesh of their overcrowded belly. “Feels good…” They couldn’t help but to speak out what they were feeling, their usual teacher filter completely gone as they succumbed to their body’s visceral urges.

As a contraction racked through them, a loud moan from the deepest part of their throat echoed throughout the room. They were pushing and slowly but surely they were opening for the first large baby. Juices were all but streaming out of their hole, spilling onto the tiled floor beneath them. When they felt gentle fingers prodding their sex, they pushed and let out a loud cry of relief. The first baby’s massive head was out.

“It’s so b-big-- feels… feels so good coming out of me,” the teacher confessed, writhing as much as their office chair would allow. With the students’ help, they stretched their legs as far apart as possible so they could birth the rest of their first baby. The large shoulders of the newborn were lodged in a very sensitive position. The teacher’s pleasure center in their brain was working on overload as each contraction brought multiple pounds of pressure pressing right against their most erogenous area. This was not the time to be aroused but they had no say in the matter.

Pushing through the crescendoing pleasure, the first of five babies burst through and was deftly caught by capable hands. The heavy set newborn was placed on their chest, crying loudly for its parent. “Oh-- Oh my g-god, that’s my baby..!” the teacher cried out with joy, shaky hands coming to grab the baby and hold it close. “Oh my god, this just came out of me…”

And another was hot on their older sibling’s heels as the teacher had next to no time for reprieve as another pleasure-filled contraction gripped their stomach. They could feel the next large baby filling up their birth canal and they hadn’t even had time to really meet their first. “O-oh, oh-- another… ugh, they j-just keep coming..!” they exclaimed, pushing with their next contraction.

Just like moments ago, the second baby’s head bulged out their parent’s sex, stretching it to its limits upon their exit. Unlike the first birth, however, this baby wasn’t coming out quite so easily. Just when it seemed like the baby’s crowning head was about to come out, the teacher fell back against their chair as their contraction and strength both tapered off. As they whined, the baby slowly disappeared behind the lips of their parent’s sex.

“T-too big…” the teacher cried, unable to overcome the amount of pleasure they were getting from their labor to properly push the baby out.

Very suddenly, a large hand was pushing down on the globe that was their belly. The pressure was so immense and suddenly they were experiencing an indescribable amount of euphoric pleasure without even a contraction. They screamed at the top of their lungs as the baby’s head burst through their sex’s lips with a strong gush of fluids.

A student batted the hand away, belonging to another student who was just trying to help. “What the hell are you doing?! You’re hurting them!” she accused, looking down at the baby’s head that was just dangling between her teacher’s legs.

“They were having a hard time pushing-- I helped! The baby’s head is out, isn’t it?” Another voice shouted, bickering.

“M-more..! More, please; get this baby o-out of me..!” The teacher pleaded, their hands going to their belly and attempting to push just as their student had done before.

“See?!” Very quickly, multiple hands were placed on the teacher’s rounded belly and they all pressed down together.

The teacher’s hips bucked up at the sensation, their sex throbbing with a desire for more. It was dizzying to think they would be doing this three more times even after this baby was born. An almost chant-like whining puffed out of their mouth and with another scream and orgasm, they were coming and the baby was pushed out. The newest baby was quickly placed on her parent’s chest and the space was now crowded.

Thankfully, someone had looked up a YouTube tutorial on how to properly cut an umbilical cord and two students who had experience with babies took each of the newborns to their desks to watch over them. Some students offered up their hoodies and extra shirts to keep the babies warm, which was just as well because stronger contractions meant one more life was about to enter the already bustling classroom.

The teacher was a sweaty mess, their efforts having the room smell heavily of sex and birth fluids. They had already climaxed at least twice and if three more babies in their womb meant at least three more orgasms, they were afraid they might pass out from pure bliss. “Th-three more…” they informed their students, some of which were unaware that the teacher was carrying so many. Shifting uncomfortably where they sat, the teacher asked for help to stand up and walk in the hopes that gravity might help get the rest of their babies out.

Just as they had taken a few steps, the door swung open with the students that had left, bringing with them a school nurse and a few other faculty. Shocked eyes went from the birthing teacher over to the two newborns that were squalling for their parent, then back again.

“I… M-more babies are c-coming…” The teacher cried, their knees buckling beneath them. The students that had helped them to stand up were now carefully lowering them to the floor as the realization came that the third baby was stretching them wide. “C-can’t stop, I can’t stop-- f-feels so good..!” They moaned as they leaned back against one of the students for support as they pushed. It felt too good that they came twice more before the baby’s head was even out and the wide shoulders gave them their strongest orgasm yet.

They were a shaky, sweaty mess when their third baby entered the world with a loud cry. Students that had been doing on-hands help had been replaced by the school nurse and faculty, while someone had announced that an ambulance had been called. Someone wondered aloud if a single ambulance could even transport the sheer amount of babies that were coming out of their teacher.

“You’re doing amazing,” An older male teacher cooed into the ear of the one birthing, his large hand coming to stroke the prominent although somewhat-deflated belly. “I had no idea you were capable of this-- of having so many…”

The teacher whined, turning their head to look at the older man to the best of their ability. “J-just… I just wanna keep having babies,” they babbled, borderline incoherent before wincing because of a brand-new contraction. There were still two babies left inside and the next one had taken its time getting into position.

The man chuckled deviously, his next words whispered only for a single person’s ears. “Oh, that can definitely be arranged, love. After seeing so many tumble out of you I want to see how many more you can have…”

The thought of being filled only to do this yet again sent a thrill up their sore back. “Y-yeah… yes..!” they mewled as their gaping hole was suddenly filled with an exiting mass. They grinded their hips back and forth against nothing, as if they could simply thrust the baby out into the world. They were already coming again and the baby was barely crowning.

By the time the paramedics arrived with professional help, there was only one baby left inside. More students from other classes had at some point filtered into the classroom to witness the spectacle for themselves, although they were very quickly shooed away by teachers or the school nurse to give as much privacy as possible. The students who had been holding the now-sleeping newborns were allowed to stay to keep the babies warm and make sure they were okay.

When the paramedics attempted to help the teacher up onto the stretcher, they were met with a very adamant rejection. “N-no, it… baby’s already--” the teacher sputtered, spreading their legs as far apart as possible to give the paramedics a good look at their crowning baby. All five babies were going to be born in that classroom and there was nothing anybody could do about it. Having already pushed out four, a fifth proved to be routine by this point. Although the feeling of bearing down around the wide skull was still as overwhelming as ever, the teacher at least knew to expect it and had found a vague rhythm to pushing that felt best to them.

“Oh, my,” the main paramedic sounded off as they delicately touched the stretched sex around the baby’s crowning head. They glanced over to where the newborns were being monitored. “I think this one is your biggest yet…”

The teacher couldn’t help but to laugh wearily. “Of course it is…” They rubbed their hand over their mostly deflated tummy, the largest baby fully engaged and ready to be birthed. As much of an inconvenience having such an overcrowded and heavy womb had been, they were going to miss being pregnant.

With a mounting contraction, they let out a feeble, wanton cry as they pushed. It was obvious by the stretch how large the baby truly was, easily outweighing any of its older siblings. Progress was minimal just judging from the way it felt between their legs.

“Last one, love,” the male teacher who was still holding his birthing lover in his arms. He had whispered encouraging words into their ear since he’d arrived and his big hands very rarely ever left that pregnant swell. “You’ve just got one more and then you’ll have all of your babies…”

“Last one,” they parroted back weakly, shallow breaths coming out heavily as they strained over their final oversized baby. They were very sensitive and tired, their face covered in a film of sweat and tears from how much they had strained. It had been a while since they had started pushing and they could hear all of their babies cooing from across the room. They just needed to push this last one out so the babies could be cared for by their parent.

As another contraction racked through them and it felt like they were being split apart in only the most delicious of ways, they let out a guttural moan as they summoned what little energy they had left to push their last baby out. As they pushed and their hole grew impossibly wide around the large baby’s head, gasps and other exclamations of awe went ignored. The baby’s head broke free and with it, yet another wet gush of the pregnant teacher’s arousal. They had climaxed so many times-- even more times than it had taken to get them this pregnant in the first place. It only took one last contraction and few more strong pushes to get the rest of the baby out, a large little boy who looked more like an infant than a newborn in the paramedic’s hands.

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Do you know of any long crowning videos?

This video has a homebirth with a long, slow crowning, where the midwife rubs and stretches while the momma moans.

Here is a painful, slow crowning in the hospital on her back.

Here is another slow crowning on hands and knees, with lots of screaming.

This video has a long crowning with moaning and groaning.

This one has one of the longest crownings and biggest stretches I've ever seen.

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Poor guy. His baby’s head is so big..

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cummingcrowning · 9 months

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It’s coming, I can feel it in me. My baby and I have been in labor for hours, and finally she shifted. Uggghh the agony, oh good god why is it so tight. Help. Help, -splash- shit, I clench down as if I can stop the fluid trickling down my legs. Suddenly I’m full, hands trembling I reach down and feel a foot. A leg. I gasp as the contraction has me doubled over against the bed, ass out and legs spread as I push. And push, screaming into the mattress as the body of my unborn child shoves further down my tight canal.

I can’t think of what to do, body in the throes of birth I flip over and spread my legs open like a frog. Bucking my hips convulsively as the baby is half emerged I lean back on my hands and shriek “Get out! get OUT!” Every bone groans as I dig my toes in and //push// the baby explodes forward and I scream and collapse backward as my delicate flesh rips. “AAa aa!” My hand searches below, cupping the torso as it slowly slides out with each push and buck of my hips. Up down, up down, scream and push.

Nothing I’m doing is working and I begin to wail, torso hanging out to about the chest and my breaths come fast. Suddenly another contraction. “Ehhh come out!” I grit my teeth, face red and curl up around my gravid mound, nothing moves. Deciding to use gravity I lurch up, baby dangling beneath me in hideous torment. Grabbing the bed I squat as another contraction barrels in, and the baby emerges to the arm pits, i undulate up and down screaming. “ouT! Out! Out!” Nothing comes out. It’s trapped. Every ounce of strength comes as I struggle to the bed, butt on the edge and baby dangling from my ripped pussy. My body is leaking fluid and blood, streaking my thighs as the wet fetus needs extra help to emerge. Curling down I reach down and grab the legs, just like a calf I pull as I push, and push, the head stuck on my pelvis

For half a contraction I give up. I lay back, both of us limp and lifeless. Nature demands one more push, I grab both knees and heave upward. I feel the chin clear my pelvis, and barely have time to grab the babies body only managing to flip it ontop my chest upside down and shriek as all my wholes become a single one from the force.

I’m going to need an ambulance, there’s a lot of blood. But as I stare down at my screaming daughter, fists waving in the air, it’s all worth it.

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dying for someone to write me a fic about a prenatal massage that turns into a birth! maybe her aching muscles just feel too good for her to admit she’s having contractions until it’s too late…

Too Good to Call it Quits

Raquel was 39 weeks pregnant and her body made certain to remind her of it every minute in an hour, every hour in a day and every day of the week. Her feet were sore and swollen, back ached from the bottom to her shoulders and if her hips flared her gait anymore she

All of this was why Raquel was quickly waddling to an appointment with a prenatal massage therapist. Her mother-in-law gifted her a free visit as one of her baby shower presents. She was certainly supposed to use it before she was anywhere close to her due date, but moving and nesting had filled up all of her time till now.

"Babe, are you sure this is alright? You were feeling contractions earlier," her husband, John, looked at her dropped and tight belly with concern.

"I'll be fine, they're just braxtons. I need something like this right now anyway," Raquel rolled her eyes.

She loved her husband, but he hovered over her like she was a fragile glass. It was cute at times and a bit aggravating at others.

The pair signed in and sat down. As Raquel waited, a slight pain went through her stomach. Only enough to make her wince a bit. It didn't worry her the least bit though. Not yet anyway.

"Raquel Johnson?" A young woman in purple scrubs asked from the doorway.

Raquel waved and rose slowly from her seat.

"Alright, babe, I'll be right here if you need anything." John said behind her.

Raquel waddled behind the young woman and into a room. The massage table sat at the very center while set of sheets, bottles of oils and a body pillow laid neatly on a separate table next to a music player.

"My name is Melanie, I'll be taking care of you today." Melanie smiled. "Is there anything I need to know before we get started?"

Raquel felt her stomach tighten once more. "Nope, not at all. I'm ready for the full body service!"

"Well, let's get started then. Take off your shirt and let me know if there is anything I can do to make you comfortable."

Raquel took off her shirt, revealing her engorged tits that were only dwarfed by her belly. At this stage, her belly had dropped low, Raquel was blessed not to have any marks with how big it was. She laid on the soft, cushioned table and got her self relaxed.

Melanie turned on some soft, ambient music and got her preferred oil.

"Alright, back first?" Melanie picked up the body pillow.

"Thats good with me, its been killing me all third trimester."

Melanie passed the pillow to Raquel and had her rotate on her side. She rubbed the oil into her hands and then gently pressed on Raquels back. It was cold at first, then warm, and then Raquel felt the therapists palms press firmly into her well worn back. Instantly, Raquel felt relief.

Melanie's fingers dug deeply into the muscles of Raquel's back. Each finger stretching and firmly moving her working muscles. Raquel moaned softly into the pillow. This was better than she could have imagined. She wanted this to last forever…

However, each contraction was hastening in pace. Raquel had a feeling these weren't just braxtons. But it was fine, this was her first time being pregnant and it could take another full day until she had to go to the hospital. This massage was far too good and needed to let a few early contractions scare her off the table.

Raquel continued to lay there purely relaxed, allowing Melanie to press her trained palms into her feet, calves, thighs, even around her chest that constantly throbbed with how heavy they had gotten. She was honestly lucky she decided to pump a bit before coming or else there would be an embarrassing mess.

The contractions increased in time with Melanie's work, but they were eased by her soothing hands. Raquel managed to keep her moaning hidden with Melanie's deep massaging. Though, slowly but surely, Raquel began to feel something bulge out of her cervix. Her waters haven't broken yet, she still has plenty of time to enjoy this.

Melanie then had Raquel shift to being on her back again. It was time for the belly massage. Melanie dripped a generous amount of oil onto the tight surface.

Raquel moaned lightly as the therapist's hands glossed her contracting stomach with oil.

Melanie's hands gently went across the sides of Raquel's belly. Each movement was intentional. The circular motions eased the ever increasing contractions she felt in her belly, but they didn't stop her from ever so slightly opening her legs. Raquel's baby inched slowly into her canal unbeknownst to her. Her water still hadn't broken yet, she could enjoy this massage for a bit longer.

"Your stomach is so tight," Marie looked at Raquel's swell with concern. "Are you having braxton hicks?"

"Oh! Y-yes! Don't worry, you're actually making them easier to get through," Raquel reassured her.

Then Marie pressed her hands a bit too deeply on the top of Raquel's belly. A sharp, and loud pop reverberated throughout her body. A large amount of fluid shot out of her pussy in a jet, soiling the covering towels and her shorts.

Raquel's eyes snapped open.

"Wha-what was tha-"

A severe contraction cut the heavily pregnant woman off. Raquel's mouth went wide. She could feel it now, the full weight and size of her baby driving through her canal. Her belly visibly flexed beneath the stunned palms of Marie.

"Ough, ow ow!" Raquel's hand sprung to her stomach.

The contraction shot the baby fully into her canal without the cushion of the sac. Her labor progressed rapidly in an instant. Her stomach contracted harder than before, sending her baby even further into her throbbing pussy.

"Oh, oh fuck! It's coming!" Raquel's stomach compressed in itself and spurt of fluid ejected from her puff pussy.

Marie jumped back from the wailing and thrashing woman. The sound of hard footsteps came down the hallway.

"Oh fuck," the head therapist looked at the scene in disbelief.

"Baby, im here, im here," John took hold of Raquel's hand.

"I-I thought I had more time! Why is it so fast! I thought the first babies were supposed to be- GAHHHHHH," Raquel's back arched on the table, her legs spread wide. The head of her baby pressed on her swollen pussy.

The head therapist stripped away the cover sheet and pulled down her soiled shorts. All of them witnessed the quickly growing teardrop of a crown bulging from the struggling woman's crotch.

"It's coming so fast! It's so big!" Raquel gripped her stomach tightly, it was still visibly seizing. She'd given in to her base instinct to push but the pain of the ring of fire

The lead therapist speedily sanitized his hands and got between Raquel's legs. The head had brought the teardrop to a wide circle in a matter of seconds.

"Head is almost out!"

"I can't! It's too big!" Raquel cried out.

"You can do this, babe. They're almost here, just one big push and it'll be over," John kissed Raquel on her sweaty forehead. "Can you do that for me? Just one more?"

Raquel looked into his eyes and nodded with a whimper. She brought her chin to her chest and pulled her legs back. Then she pushed. A determined string of grunts roared from her throat. Her entire body trembled and her stomach squeezed tightly until her womb was outlined. The head inched forward with a few spurts of fluid.

"That's it Raquel! You got this, just a little harder!" John said encouragingly.

Raquel threw her head back and screamed, face red, bearing down even harder. The head popped out, then the shoulder, then torso and legs. Raquel's shriek instantly shrank into an exhausted gasp of relief.

The therapist caught the baby and immediately went to rub its back. A sputter first, then a cry, the baby began wailing in earnest.

The therapist quickly wrapped the baby and brought it to the waiting mother and father. Tired as she was, she took a firm hold of her newborn.

Over the cries of the baby, a siren had just started blaring from outside with increasing volume. Someone must have called a ambulance when they heard her scream bloody murder.

"And you said you wanted three kids?" John joked.

"Still do, but maybe not on a massage table next time," Raquel panted out. "Actually…I need to ask if they do postpartum massages…"

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That teardrop during crowning is AMAZING.

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Nothing better than a man or pretty girly holding my belly and gently praising me as I squat down low to bring his child into the world… Telling me i’m a good boy as I start to puuuush…. Nnnnnnngh…!

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Just thought I’d share some videos I’ve saved over the years through this google drive.

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That teardrop during crowning is AMAZING.

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Oh geez, ok umm.... How about an Fpreg with this scenario. A ballroom labor (public or private), with an orgasmic birth. Plus a surprise twin? 💃❤👏

Yesss I’m going to take this as an excuse to do a wlw pair because why not. The idea of being in a big poofy ball gown at a big event going into labour? Quick disclaimer this one is long

Not so Cinderella tale

Ruby and her wife Alice had been struggling to conceive for years. The pair had tried countless sperm donors, treatments and medications over the course of 3 years, before Ruby finally got pregnant. Sadly, the doctor said that the pregnancy would most likely be the only child the pair ever had, which was ok for them but a little disheartening. This was there miracle baby, but they had always wanted more than one child. Still, despite the risks the couple was ecstatic and set about preparing excitedly for their new baby. They were very finally well enough, and knew they could provide everything their baby would need, Alice was the ceo of a company after all.

Because Alice was a ceo, she and Ruby would attend every fundraiser ball that the company held, she was the ceo after and not having her their would reflect poorly on the company. So even now, with Ruby 9 months and 2 days pregnant, the couple were still going to the ball. It was very difficult to find an outfit for ruby to wear, her stomach so huge it would bust the seams of the waist, but her arms and legs still petite and small. After a while they did manage to find a dress that would do the trick; a floor length poofy white gown, that would have resembled a wedding dress, if not for the intricate floral decorations that surrounded it. It still hugged tightly around her stomach and sore tits, but it was gorgeous and would work for the night. Alice dressed much more simply, in her favorite tight red slip dress, accompanied by sharp black heels and matching red gloves. Ruby also insisted to wear heels, saying flats would not be formal enough for the event. Under her dress, ruby wore layers of tight shape ware and latex to support her giant stomach, as well as a slightly too small corset. The rest of the company knew she was pregnant of course, but she knew it would worry them if she looked as overdo as she did. With the corset on, despite its nipping pain and the pressure it caused, she looked much more normal. She began to feel pain spread throughout her back and stomach, but blamed it on her uncomfortable clothing.

“Babe you ready to go?” Alice asked. Ruby stifled a pained groan as she waddled over, struggling in her heels. Alice looked at her worriedly. “You sure your ok to go? You know you can stay home if you need to.” Alice asked sympathetically. Ruby shook her head no. “No no; I’m fine, just a bit sore which is normal for someone my size.” Alice giggled a bit and pressed a kiss on Ruby’s forehead. “If you say so princess.” She offered ruby a hand, and helped her into the car, her poofy dress immediately filling up most of her seat as they drove to the ballroom venue.

By the time they arrived the twinges in Ruby’s back had built up, but they weren’t completely unbearable, so she kept her mouth shut as not to ruined tonight for her wife.

When the pair arrived Ruby immediately was flooded with compliments at how gorgeous she looked. “Wow you’re positively glowing dear!” One of the companies investors reached out to touch her stomach and she grimanced a bit, a shocking pain running through her spine, she managed to stifle the pain under her breath as not to scare the investor. “Thank you so- so much.” She said with a shaky smile which the investor accepted. She found a hidden area of the ballroom and leaned heavily onto the wall. She panted softly and looked at her watch. Being in this outfit was getting seriously uncomfortable. It was 5:45, and the ball usually finished around midnight meaning she’d only have to survive 6 hours, and although her feet were already beginning to ache she knew she could make it. She was just being over dramatic and the corset was hurting her stomach, she reasoned. Maybe she’d take it off after dinner and just pretend she was bloated. She stayed hidden for about half an hour, the pains getting slightly worse every time they came, before everyone was called to sit down for dinner at 6:30. She sat next to Alice of course, and rubbed her stomach as the next twinge came. Alice leaned over her and whispered in her ear. “You ok princess?” She asked softly. Ruby just nodded and began to cut up for chicken breast. Alice smiled and whispered more. “Good. Guess what?” “What is it?” Ruby whisper back. Alice’s face lit up. “We have some huge investors at this ball, they want to make a big deal with t he company.” Alice reached down and rubbed Ruby’s belly so soothingly she had to suppress a moan. “So just make extra sure this little guy stays in till this is over. This deal could take the company to a whole different level.” Alice said playfully, pressing a kiss against Ruby’s cheek. Ruby felt an enormous pressure build up in her stomach, and tried her best to push it aside. “I will darling I’ll make sure of it.” Alice tilted her head, obviously confused but chose to ignore Ruby’s odd phrasing.

Eventually Alice was flagged down by some investors and had to go and talk to them, leaving ruby all alone at their private table. Marcy, a girl that worked at the company and was one of Ruby’s closer acquaintances noticed she was alone and gestured for her to get up and talk to her. Ruby struggled against the enormous strain in her back and pressure in her pelvis and stomach and managed to stand but the moment her knees finally stopped trembling she felt the enormous pressure stop, something inside of her bursting all over her tight shape wear and pantries. Luckily no one could see under her giant ball gown, so she appeared normally to everyone else. “Sorry Marcy! I gotta go to the bathroom really quick.” She whisper yelled towards Marcy, trying to hide her grimace and shock. Marcy laughed lightly. “Go ahead! I totally get it.”

Ruby scampered off the bathroom and immediately locked the door to her stall. She pulled up her skirt as best as she could and looked at the liquid. Crap. Just as she feared her water had broken. She looked at her watch. 7:30, four and a half more hours.. She had to make it until then. She’d made a promise to Alice; and she could not ruin this deal for her. No. She’d have to be their, present like a good wife, and wait until the ball was over. She tried to loosen her corset to undo it but she couldn’t reach behind her to do so, and her stomach was becoming hard, beginning to contract again. It was as if the corset pushing down on her stomach was speeding up her labor, but she couldn’t get it off unless she stripped herself of the entire dress, which in it if itself was near impossible. She looked down at her shape wear and belly band, hiking up her tight shape wear shorts as high as possible so the babies head wouldn’t slip as she walked and panted loudly before sucking in a final breath. It was 8 now, and she knew Alice would get worried if she was gone for too long, but the next part of the ball she was severely dreading. Dancing. Dancing was hard enough for her as pregnant as she was but trying to dance while actively in labor sounded basically impossible. Still, she sucked in a breath, fixed her makeup and waddled back out towards the dance floor.

When she made it out Alice grabbed her hand and winked. “You good?” She asked, leading Ruby closer to her. Another contraction struck her, this one hot and searing, barely 5 minutes after the last one. She wanted to scream or pant but knew it would scare everyone, so instead she kissed Alice, panting into her as she did. Alice held her chin and smiled. “Shall we dance?” By now the contraction has mostly passed, leaving lingering pain and a giant pressure in her rock hair stomach, but she still managed to accept, legs trembling under giant ball gown. Luckily, they were waltzing, and the soft, subtle movements actual helped with her pain. She was so calm that she found herself actually being slightly.. turned on? Even as the next contraction gripped her she just leaned in and kissed Alice, the action making the whole process oddly erotic for her. They’d been dancing for an hour and she was so turned on, even despite the pain until the music changed. The waltz became a tango and Alice dipped her low, causing the baby’s head to plummet down, her pussy already taking a tear drop shape, and the head beginning to crown, unable to move any further due to the tight panties and shape wear. Ruby grit her teeth, the pressure climaxing so hard that she didn’t know whether to moan or groan. Luckily, the dancing portion was over, and all she had to do was making through the speeches. 3 more hours. She could do it.

The minute she sat down she squirmed, fighting the urge to bear down and push. The first speech was incredibly boring, but the noise allowed her to focus on her breathing, quiet and calm. Her tits began to leak milk over her dress, sensitive and firm, mixing with her pain to create a form of pleasure she couldn’t fully understand. She looked at the clock again, only 2 and a half more hours. Maybe she’d have Alice fuck this baby out of her.

The next presenter is Alice and she sits at the edge of her seat, listening to her wife’s each and every word. Even with the baby burning against her entrance, she couldn’t help but admire how gorgeous her wife was, how powerful. She rocked her hips as discreetly as possibly, but eventually the pressure and arousal became too much and she pushed as hard as she could, sweat beginning push cover her entire body. Her belly strained against the corset, which helped her push, faster and faster, her contractions now stacked on top of each other. She pushed so hard that her panties broke, send the babies head down just as Alice was exiting the stage, with only her shape-wear as a safety net. Determined to give birth in private with her wife he stuck her hand down her frilly skirt and pressed the palm of her hand onto the babies head, inching it back in. A hot, white searing pain spread throughout her begging pussy,and she almost moaned audibly at the pain and pleasure it caused. She orgasmed despite herself, and bit into her fist to contain a moan. Only a hour and a half left.

Alice sat back down next to her and noticed blood on her wife’s hand. She was about to ask about it when Ruby dove her head into her chest and moaned softly. She went down to feel Ruby’s stomach and it hard as polished steel, taunt like an over stretched drum. She instinctively reached her hand under Ruby’s frilly ball gown and brushed her hand over her bulging wet vagina. Sure enough, her hands brushed the head of her soon to be child. She looked around panicking before Ruby kissed her. “ how long?” She whispered. Ruby quietly moaned again. “Mmm- at least 6 hours, the corset is making everything quicker.” Alice looked down at her worried. “Do we need to go? We’ll loose the deal but-“ Ruby shushed Alice. “ no no, I only have to make it another hour and,” another contraction gripped her and she slid her hand under her skirt to hold the head in place, Alice noticed what she was doing and helped her, using her much stronger hand instead. “ I’ll be ok, until it’s over. I’m just so so turned on right now.” Alice raised an eyebrow but didn’t question it.

The next speech was dreadfully boring once again, and Ruby continued to moan into Alice, her pussy burning as the baby stayed firmly at a crown, with the help of Alice of course. Her other hand rubbed amazing, soothing circles onto her tightly bound belly. When the speaker was finally done Ruby looked at her watch. It was midnight! Finally. But then they called Alice up to the stage. She looked down at Ruby apologetically and walked up.

“We’d be happy to announce that Run enterprises will be joining with Nyo co. On a very important project.” Applause erupted around the room and the man on stage gestured to Alice. “ and it’s all thanks to our lovely ceo, Miss Alice Roads.” Alice smiled, in that confident way she always did and Ruby swooned. “ anyone you’d like to thank today?” He asked, handing Alice the microphone. “ I’d love to thank my gorgeous wife Ruby, who is here with us today.” Ruby blushed. “ why don’t we invite ruby onto the stage?” The man asked. The audience cheered and Ruby struggled against her own weight to get up, her knees trembled and as soon as she released her hand, the baby wooshed out of her body, it’s neck and head now fully out, dangling from her legs and slipping down a bit more with every stopped she took. She had to suppress the unbearable urge to orgasm right then and there. She took her place on the stage and bowed, rushing her speech, barely able to talk through the searing mix of pain and pleasure. “Thank you so much, I’m so sorry but me and Ally need to-“ her legs buckled and she nearly fell on the floor but Alice caught her in time, leaning hair against her arm. “My wife is just very tired sir, if you’d please excuse us.” Alice looped and arm around Ruby’s giant, bulging stomach and led her away .

The two only made it to the pantry before Ruby’s knees collapsed and she moaned loudly, collapsing into the hidden area. Alice busied herself with taking off her dress and corset. Once the corset was off she was met with the sight of Ruby’s giant stomach, taunt, hard, red of exertion and she couldn’t deny how turned on it made her. She took off Ruby’s milk soaked bra, and her giant tender breasts spilled out, Alice had to admit, seeing her like this was amazing. Alice finally pulled off Ruby’s shapewear and nearly moaned at the sight of Ruby’s teardrop shaped bulging pussy, the head and shoulders both nearly out. Ruby pulled Alice down by the hair and panted. “Help me while I push, I’m too turned on right now I need you to do something.” Alice nodded and went behind Ruby, forming hickeys on her neck, Ruby moaned and pushed, taken over by pure lust. The baby came out quickly, a little too quickly for her liking, and she found herself missing the intense pressure. Still she held her new son to her chest and looked down at him lovingly. “He’s so c-“ she said but was shut down by the strong desire to push again, Ruby went down to her pussy, excepting to see the placenta but instead seeing and feeling another head of hair. “Good news,” Alice smirked. “We get to do it all over again.”

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