gigi0512

[gigi0512]

I’d love to breed you, fucking you hard as many times a day as I can until we fall asleep at 3am, exhausted, and you’re so full of my seed that you look like you’re already starting to show from pregnancy. I keep fucking you like that until you really are showing, long after your pregnancy test comes back positive, just to make sure—but then your hormones kick in and you’re begging me to fuck your boycunt every day anyway.

Finally you’re due. Then you’re overdue, and you’re huge. We know it can’t be one baby, but that’s why we fucked so much. You begged me to put two or three or six babies in you.

You can barely move as another week goes by, the babies kicking you and squirming, ready to be born. When another week and then another week draws to a close you’re begging me to fuck you until your water breaks. So I do. How could I resist you while you’re this gravid? Your water does break and gushes around my cock, and we’re both wet.

I fuck you slowly a while longer while you start laboring, the pain building and ebbing as I bring you to orgasm again and again for the next two hours. You’re whimpering with pain and overstimulation. We know you’re full of my seed and you’ll be pregnant again by the time you push out the placenta. But you already know—from being deliciously overdue for weeks—that you want to be pregnant again, quickly.

Finally you moan that you have to push. I pull out and go behind you to prop you up. You feel my cock, hard and leaking, pressing against your bare back. Just like we practiced—I pull your legs apart and lay them over my knees so you’re draped across me, your boycunt gaping and ready to birth out my babies. We both put our hands on your taut belly.

It’s time to push.

You tuck in your chin and strain as our first baby batters its way through your cervix. Birth fluids and cum spray out of you. When you feel the first stretch in your birth canal you whimper and gasp out, “It’s BIG.” Of course it’s big. You’re almost a month overdue. They’re all big.

I stroke your hard belly and tell you you’re my good boy, pushing hard for me like this. You’ve been such a good boy, holding my babies in for this long so they can come out strong and healthy. You push again and feel your birth canal fill with the baby’s head. You moan in my arms, “It hurts.” I know, baby, I put some big babies in you. This is going to hurt so fucking bad, I tell you, but after you’ve pushed out every baby I’ll make you cum over and over while I fill you back up with my seed.

“I think I’m gonna cum NOW,” you whimper. You buck your hips and whine long and low while you push, and then the orgasm hits and you feel the baby surge forward to hit the inside of your lips. You scream—it’s blinding agony and blinding pleasure. You push during the aftershocks, bucking and screaming.

“Fuck, it’s gonna crown!” Good boy, push hard, crown out my first baby. You’re panting in between every push, your belly hard under my fingers and your legs shaking. Suddenly the burn hits you, hard, the ring of fire as my huge baby starts to stretch your boycunt open. Instinctively you reach down to your boycunt—not that you CAN reach it. You haven’t been able to touch yourself for 7 weeks. You still can’t reach down that far and you start thrashing in my arms, crying and screaming. “It hurts! It’s crowning, it’s crowning, oh my god it huuuurts!”

I pin your legs open and lean forward, forcing you to fold towards your belly and putting pressure on your still-full womb. PUSH, boy.

“No! No! Oh my god, oh my god!” And then your voice is lost in a scream as my baby’s huge head eases to a full crown, then pops out with a rush of amniotic fluid. We collapse back against the pillows.

You’re sobbing in relief, “Oh my god, it came out. It came out. I just gave birth. Fuck it hurt so fucking bad.”

I rub your belly and tell you it’s not out yet. You practically go limp in my arms, weeping with pain and exhaustion. That’s fine. I wasn’t going to let you push right now anyway. You start squirming, “Something’s happening. It hurts…” I tell you the baby is rotating so you can push out the shoulders. Your legs are shaking again. “I think I’m gonna cum ag—“ And your sentence finishes in a scream as you cum, hard, and the shoulders shoot out of your boycunt. Your screams tip me over the edge and my cock spasms against your back, pumping hot cum between us. The aftershocks roll through both of us as you finish birthing out our baby onto the bed.

“Fuck, fuck, I feel empty,” you moan.

I roll out from behind you, sticky, and crawl between your legs to retrieve our firstborn baby. I pick her up and put her on your chest. She must be at least nine pounds. You’re such a good boy, pushing out such a huge baby all on your own. You’re nearly delirious with painful contractions and the haze of cumming so hard. I feel deep inside your boycunt and you squirm around my fingers.

“Babe, I-I need to push again,” you whimper. “I need to push so bad.”

But I already know that. I can already feel the next baby’s huge head stretching your cervix even wider than the first baby.

This is so good, I don't know if I should fuck myself about it or if I should cry because I want to be bred like this so bad 🤭🤤

[gigi0512]

“How are the boys tonight?” I asked as I approached my overdue dad. He was carrying triplets that should’ve been born a week ago but were still living in his belly. “Oh…still growing I guess…oof …daddy can’t hold them in for much longer though..” he sighed heavily as he looked down at his massive womb. “Well I’m sure they’ll come out any day now…” I rubbed his belly gently and felt the kicks. “Wow they’re heavy! “ I exclaimed as I gave his gut a slight lift I could feel the weight that these three big boys were putting on my dads bladder. “My three big boys… oh…uhhhahhh… They’re shifting… must be getting into position to come out” he moaned. I helped him stand up and noticed his pregnant belly had dropped and hung in between his legs. The babies could be born any minute now that they were in the right place.

[gigi0512]

help from the doctor

She’d been in active labor for hours now, her contractions strong but no longer progressing. They came three minutes apart and had been for the past six hours, not speeding up even chemical dilators. Stuck at just barely five centimeters and a week and a half overdue, Abbie felt hopeless. She was sweaty and tired, even though she’d had a bath that morning to try and ease her discomfort. She hadn’t bothered to put any clothes back on. Her husband had arranged for her to have a private room at the hospital’s birthing center, the best in the state, as an apology for the fact that he was abroad on business and would miss the birth. Though at this rate she’d be in labor forever and he’d make it after all. But for all the awards and renown the hospital had received, it wasn’t improving her situation.

The doctor walked in then, his long lab coat handsome on his tall frame.

“Hello, Mrs. Caldon. Slow going still, it seems?”

Weiterlesen

[gigi0512]

The mid afternoon sunlight filters through the window of our bedroom. I keep my eyes shut as I awaken, drinking up every last second of our siesta while I can.

You wake up as I stir, and watch through sleepy half-lidded eyes as I roll over my gravid belly to lay on my back and stretch, taking a deep breath and sighing contentedly.

I kick the blankets down the bed and curiously peel my shirt back over my bump. Inside I feel the lively baby squirm and kick, roiling about as if getting more frustrated about their own inability to stretch out. You reach out and snuggle into me, placing a hand on my belly, and I meet you with a sweet kiss.

I smile and place my hands beside yours, immersing myself in feeling the life roiling inside my womb, nestled safe and warm within my belly.

The baby chills out and stills for a moment, and just then my womb tweaks obviously, startling you awake. "Oh shit, was that a contraction?" You ask.

"Noooo..? Maybe..?" I play puzzled. "Maybe it's just Braxton-hicks?"

I can't fool you and we both know it. You jump up worriedly. "How long have you been having them? Did they just start? How strong are they? That one felt pretty strong.. Are you going into labour? Or already in labour? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Okay, calm down, calm down." I reassure. "If you want an answer you have to give me a chance to respond." I sigh.

"I've been having contractions for a few hours. They're getting stronger but I don't know how close I am. I'm still fine. They hurt, like, a lot. But not bad enough that I can't nap, right?"

"Shit; we've gotta get you to the hospital!"

"Fuck no. We talked about this already, love, and you don't get to decide to change your mind. No way in hell I'm going to a hospital. I don't need some stranger tying me up and prodding me while I'm trying to have your baby; you can do that just as well yourself, can't you?" I tease.

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The evening sun shines in through the window of our bedroom. A cool breeze flows through the open screen and over my bare skin, the pleasant sensation a welcome distraction from the pain.

You rub my lower back tenderly as you watch over my labour. I've long since shed my shirt and pants, rejecting the hot and restricting fabric to let the rays of sun bathe my pale skin.

I arch my back as a contraction strikes. I lean into you breathlessly, and let out a very long groan as the ache tears through my body. Halfway though I pant to catch my breath, and then groan again. The contractions are getting longer, and harder, and faster, as they begin to fall into a rhythm, the percussive march that heralds forth the birth.

"Fuck.." I pant. "Fuck, it's so much. I can't.."

You run your fingers through my long hair as you soothe me gently. "You're doing fine. You're almost through this part, and soon you'll be pushing out my baby." I smile a little. You continue teasing. "Yeah? You like the sound of that, don't you? There's only one thing you love more than being this heavy and swollen with my babies; and that's getting to birth them out."

I tremble a little, for some motley reason of anticipation, pain, excitement and exhaustion. Just as the thought crosses my mind that I'm due for another contraction, it rolls in like a slow, long tide, enveloping my senses in the intensity of the pressure and- "Ah! Ah, oh god, oh fuck..! It's coming! Th-the baby's coming!"

I pinch my eyes shut and try not to howl with the brilliant pain. You move beside me and go to feel for my dilation. To your surprise, you meet the head already eagerly descending into my birth canal, waters intact.

"You're right, love, it's time for you to give birth. Are you ready to push?"

"Nnnnoo I'm not! It's- oh god, it's- nnn.. yes! Yes, yes, I'm puuuushinng..!"

"Good boy! Come on, the contraction's still coming. Push!"

It doesn't take much convincing. The urge overtakes me and I bear down, holding my breath and channeling the pressure downwards through my abdomen.

I break and take but a second to breathe before continuing. My face scrunches and my belly tenses, all hands on deck as I toil.

I gasp for air, winded from the effort. "Breathe, breathe, love. Take your time, your body knows what to do."

I lay back and stare at the ceiling, slowing my breathing, and rest, as the contraction has subsided, taking with it the excitement and urge to push. "I hope it's not to big.. I hope it's not stuck.."

"What? I thought you liked it that way. Makes it more interesting, doesn't it?" You wink.

I want so badly to be upset with you, I want so badly not to find that funny, but try as I might to deny it I feel the humour lift some weight from my body and something like a smile tease at the corner of my mouth.

"Is it crowning yet?" I ask.

"You can feel for yourself if you want. But no, not yet. You've still got a ways to go so conserve your strength."

I nod. I lay still for a few more moments and gather my strength. Just as the contraction begins I haul myself upwards into a kneeling position.

I take a few deep breaths and lean forward. "Get ready and push, love!" I steady myself. "Push!"

As I push I feel the difference with the change of position. Gravity starts to do its share, and while it doesn't do much for opening my pelvis, I can feel the movement nonetheless.

I feel the rhythm, finally, as it starts to set in. I rock back and forth and breathe and push, losing myself in the cycle - breathe, rock, push. Breathe, rock, push. Breathe, rock, push. Breathe, rock, push.

The head inches downwards, boring its way through my flesh. As it comes closer and closer to the sensitive opening it feels different, more. It really feels like the erupting force threatens to split me open. I barely notice that as I've pushed I've leaned forward slowly until it's easier to make myself comfortable on all fours.

It's here, watching me strain and sweat, that you realize just how helpless you are. You shuffle around me to get a better look.

I grasp at the sheets, the bed, at my belly, at you, desperate and writhing beneath the intensity. I pant and pant and puuuush, puuuush, PUUSH!

My pussy begins to part as the head encroaches upon it. The intact sac glistens as it appears between my legs. Face into the bed my moans are muffled. You rub my back and comfort me in vain; it's all up to me now to give birth to your baby.

With the next contraction my body tenses. My legs tremble, my breath wavers and I sob through the pain. The sobs curl into a determined wail as i bear down, pressure rippling through my belly and hips. The head continues to squeeze through, stretching into sight bit by bit.

"Here it comes, love. I can see it. Don't stop pushing."

I obey, choking my breath through another contraction. I heave, and push, the head moving so slowly towards the world, gripped firmly within my birth canal.

The contraction lulls, and so does my urge to push, and I'm left with nothing but the awareness of the huge baby's position in my pelvis, filling the space between my hips like nothing I've ever felt. I rock my hips side to side, forward and back, savouring the sweet stretch and the bitter pain threatening to tear down my consciousness.

You look on with pride and.. oh such lust. You can't deny how much it turns you on to see me like this, bent over and stretched open before you, labouring and toiling while I give birth to your baby. The waistband of your pants is all there is between you and ecstasy but you resist thre urge to touch yourself.

The rhythm returns and I whine as I lean into the contraction.

"C'mon baby, push it out for me. Push it out!"

"NNnnnggghh.. I'm... pushing... as hard as I can.."

The head begins to crown, my bulging slit parting around it. As I release the pressure and catch my breath it retreats back inside. "Hah.. hah.. ha.. aaa-hhhhhnnnnnnnnngh...!"

I bear down with all my strength, working through the stinging crown. The supple skin of my cunt grows thin and tight as it clings to the slowly protruding head of our baby.

"It's co-ming! Oh fuck, it's coming out!" I cry.

You've got a pretty sweet view while I push for you. My ass in the air, bearing down while your new baby squeezes into view between my legs.

I sink down into the bed and scream into the pillow, the unquenchable burning of the crown battling the insurgent urge to push. My poor tight, engorged little pussy bulges all around the head.

"It's stretching me open… Oh my god, the head.."

I breathe and pant in desperation, the intensity refusing to quell. All I can think and feel is the baby trying to stretch through my abused opening. "It's burning. It's burning. It's so hard.. I can't.. I have to.. I.."

"You're doing so good babe. Feel my baby stretch open the hole I fucked it into. Breathe and let it open you up."

"I have to push so bad. I have to push this baby out.." I start bearing down again one push at a time. "Fuck, it's so hard! I'm trying so hard to give birth but it won't- GAAAAH!" Suddenly the sac breaks inside me, and a little gush of amniotic fluid trickles forth, but the big head stops the rest of the flow like a stuck cork. "AGHHHHHHHHHHH!" The new change in pressure shifts the baby and my vagina finally starts to span around the bulge. "That's it, babe! Push, pushhh, puuuuush!"

"Nnnngghhh... p.. puuuuuuuush...." I groan. I lean my hips back and shift my knees, opening up for the baby to come out. "puuuuuuuuush...!"

"puush... puuuuush...." I keep narrating myself. The head starts to crown fully, stretching all the way. "I'm giving birth to it.. the head is almost out of me.."

"One big push! Cmon, birth it!"

I hold my breath and force everything into one big push. "Ghhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa-aaaah-AHHHHHHH! Ahhh ohhhhh, the head..! ahhhh..... ahhhhh..."

All at once the head shears out between my legs, accompanied by a cascade of fluid which gushes onto the bed below me, carrying the head to dangle out of my birth canal.

"Oh my god, it's coming! My baby is- nnnnhh puuuuuuuushh... puuuush..." The urgency is still there, it's not out yet as I feel the whole body stretch my vagina. "I'm fucking pushing..."

The body slides through ever so slowly, from the shoulders all the way to the hips, in one long push, and then suddenly, finally, the legs slip all the way out from inside me and the gurgling baby falls onto the bed between my legs.

"There's my baby, you did it babe! You did such a good job giving birth to it!"

[gigi0512]

🤰2️⃣🩺ℹ️💦 I'd like the birthing center to advertise how they have a new "all natural, drug free pain relief" option. When the first time mom arrives it turns out that the pain relief is actually edging her and keeping her distracted with how desperate she is until she orgasms the babies out.

Being a first time mother, you wanted to do everything right. No drugs, you wanted to be fully there and in the moment. You don’t know if this was a pride thing or the fact you didn’t want to be strung up on drugs that alleviated pain — but you had twins and were due soon. You saw that they had all natural pain relief and you were already invested.

A week after your due date, your twins still weren’t here. Your belly now hanging low and tight as you made your way into the birthing center, of course they had special suites for this specific option. You were about to have a quite interesting birth.

You waddled your way into the more than luxurious suite, the door closed behind you as you set your necessities on the floor. You took your shirt off and rubbed your overdue belly that held your twins, you slid your pants off and laid on the hospital bed that was provided to you. You sighed in content, thinking you could definitely get pregnant again if you had a room like this.

You gasped and groaned, the babies felt like they were playing soccer in your huge belly. You could feel them move and you wanted nothing more than to push them out. All of a sudden a man comes into the room and shuts the door behind him. You would have screamed, but his uniform stated he worked for the birthing center.

“You’re here for the natural birthing pain relief?” You nod and look the man up and down, he was quite attractive and you could look at that all day — strong jawline, dark hair and blue eyes. “Y-yes — oooooh!” You wince and put your hand on your belly, trying to rub the pain away of a few kicks.

He comes to your aid and lays you down so you’re flat on your back. “May i?” He grabs the hem of your panties and yanks them down, he wanted to start as soon as he could before the labor started. Being a week overdue, it wouldn’t take as long to slide these baby out of your birthing hole.

You gasp at how easy it was for him to just yank something private off your body, you laid back and spread your legs as the stimulation and birth was about to begin.

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The man grabbed some lotion and rubbed his hands in it, they were smooth as he rubbed your hanging belly. You closed your eyes and sighed with content, breathing deeply through your nose. He went over each stretch mark these babies have caused you and slowly started to move higher, your big and perky tits just begging to be touched. His hands were big — but, your tits still spilled out of his fingers, milk was leaking from the stimulation as he squeezed a little harder and your breathing picked up.

You shifted in the bed, feeling a tight sensation in your belly. “Ooooh!” You moaned out and gripped the arm rest of the hospital bed. “Just breathe ~ deep breaths for me.” He began breathing in deeply for you to copy, obviously your body was already responding well to this, it was slowly but surely starting your labor.

He moved down to between your legs, you knew what was going to happen next and the anticipation left you wanting a little more. He took his fingers and guided them to your drenched clit. “There we go; all soaked and ready, give into the pleasure.” His tone low and you arch your back, obliging. Feeling two fingers rhythmically fingering your soon-to-be laboring cunt while the third finger toyed at your clit.

You moaned loudly, falling into the pure bliss of this strange man fingering you while you went into labor. You thrust your hips forward, trying to fuck his fingers. This just felt too good. “You’re so eager - does this feel good?” His fingers moved faster like magic, you groan out concentrating at the task at hand as you quickly nod.

He pulls his fingers out quickly and you whimper, all this pleasure and for what?! This seemed more like torture! He stands you up, slowly and steadily bringing you to your feet. His runs a finger up your leg and back inside you, toying at your clit before pulling out again. The quickness of it all almost bringing you to your knees.

“You should be ready soon, let’s get you into the pool. It’ll be easier on you.” Conveniently in the corner, there was little pool set up. You waddled your way over there and as you’re about to climb into it, your water breaks! You groan and hunch over, liquid spilling out of your drenched cunt. He helps you into the pool and the pressure is released from your back. “H-holy shit! My water broke!”

Before you’re able to realize that’s going on, you’re met with his hand again, toying at some of the most sensitive parts of your pussy. You throw your back and moan, spreading your legs wider for more access. “Keep focusing on my fingers….You’re doing such a good job, these babies will be out soon.” You feel the babies shifting and getting into place as pressure starts to fixate on your back again, you pant from the tightness of your overdue bump.

All of a sudden the man pulls his hand away and undresses, leaving his boxers on. You whimper and watch on as he gets into the pool with you. “Better access….now.” He pulls you on to his lap and keeps your legs pinned open, his hand is met on your aching clit again. You grunt and throw your head into his shoulder, pressure building back up. “I-I think I need to push.” You pant out and buck your hips to meet his fingers. “You’re so eager to take my fingers, your birthing cunt is so drenched for me.” He whispers into your ear and the intensity makes you shake. “You keep those babies in for as long as you can. It’ll make this more enjoyable.”

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An hour goes by and you’re teased to the max, continuous clit meets finger stimulation. You’re sitting on a hard cock you would prefer to be riding right now, but instead you’re about to birth your twins.

“I can’t hold it anymore!” You whimper and scream out, obviously frustrated. The man sets you down as he cups your overly sensitive pussy. “C’mon honey, give me a big push.” You plant your feet down in the pool and give a big push, you grunt and scream, your parts are still sensitive from all the stimulation. You stop and pant, trying to concentrate at the task at hand.

You grip your legs and keep them pried open, rocking back and forth. You pant and push again, harder this time as his fingers play with your cunt. You scream out as the first head begins to crown, slowly expanding your sensitive pussy. You bear down harder and scream as the baby slowly slides out of your dripping hole.

The man grabs the first baby and lyes her down in the bassinet the center has set up. You stand up and groan, the contractions picking back up. You grip the side of the pool and squat down. “F-fuck!” You hiss you and bend your knees, the man begins toying at your clit again before you throw your head back and moan, cumming around his fingers. You pant and begin pushing, the head already crowning. “That’s a good girl - c’mon, push this next baby out for me. Push around my fingers.” He cooed and rubbed your thigh with encouraging words, you grunt and scream, the baby suddenly plopping out into his arms as he pulls the body out of you.

You hunch over and pant, trying to catch your breath. You moan out, your cunt and clit twitching from all the stimulation you endured.

[gigi0512]

can you do a story where there’s a millionaire husband and his wife is in labor. they have special rooms in their mansion, the insemination room and the birthing room. these rooms are connected with sort of a connecting door.

the husband has an extreme birthing and breeding kink. this is his wife’s first pregnancy and he’s ready for more. while the wife is in labor in the birthing room, the connecting door opened and the husband is pleasuring himself. hearing his wife’s moans and grunts made him about to bust. the midwife is helping his wife while the husband just watching his wife from the insemination room.

and then there’s his mistress who is ready to be inseminated, she’s on all four facing the laboring wife and the husband is pushing his dick inside the mistress. the wife who witness the scene is getting turn on. and then just like that, the wife experience an orgasmic birth, the mistress is pregnant.

It was any other day in the Cyprus’ household, nearing the due date for Ana; they had to be prepared at any time for her to go into labor. One of the many perks of living in this luxurious household, is the amount of rooms! And there we have it, a laboring and insemination room; for all of your birthing needs.

It was about three days after Ana’s due date and she was fully unclothed. Walking up and down the long hallways, through the big bedrooms. She wanted to induce herself and get this baby out of her huge womb, her breasts lowering by the day and about to swell with her milk. She rubbed her belly and sighed, wanting to somehow coax this baby out of her. Every few minutes she felt a kick and sometimes it took the breath out of her, she knew she couldn’t go on like this for much longer.

Ana walked down the stairs and into the suite where she would be giving birth. They set up a pool, had a hospital bed, a mirror if she wanted to watch herself, and lastly a birthing ball. The connecting door between her suite and the insemination room remained shut — she did not want to know when her husband was going to be in there impregnating another female, especially when she was going to give birth at any moment.

She sat on the ball, her plump ass bouncing on the ball as she tilted her head back. The feeling of her swollen belly finally having pressure lifted, felt like a miracle to her. Ana moaned out until she felt pressure deep in her abdomen. “Oh!” She exclaimed and rubbed her belly, cooing at the kicking this baby was doing to her. “Oh! I think it’s time!” She shouted out as the midwife came directly to her side to watch and help her as needed.

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As Ana is bouncing on the ball, the door creeks open and there he was — her husband Jaxon, cock twitching in his hand as he watched his very vulnerable and laboring wife in pain, the noises she made just riled him up. “Just like that, baby.” He mutters as he watches his very pregnant wife maneuvering her hips, her plump and squishy ass, he loved everything this newfound pregnancy has done to her body, but he was ready for another baby and until she was fully healed, he had to impregnate another female.

He pumped some lube on to his hand and very slowly spread the lubricant on his veiny and lengthy cock, his mistress Katherine got on all fours in front of him, her ass plastered and wide open; her legs spread right in front of him, just waiting to be pounded into. “You can stick it anywhere…” Katherine spoke in a soft and seductive voice as she shook her ass right in front of him — she had the looks he craved, but nothing could compare to his heavily pregnant wife. “Oh, I fully intend to.” Jaxon rushed over and gripped her hips, lining up to thrust into her dripping cunt.

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Ana began breathing in and out as the contractions heightened in her belly, she groaned and rubbed the womb that held her baby. She gasped as liquid dripped down her legs, knowing now was actually the time. The midwife quickly grabbed a washcloth and plastered it against her forehead to cool her off, her breathing intensified as another contraction grew stronger. “Ohhh!” She whined out and got onto the floor, spreading her legs to lessen the pressure and intensified pain.

She looked through the door of the insemination room, the mistress and her husband just going to town — knowing not long from now he would probably have knocked up another female. However, watching her husband fuck another female was quite a view. Her dangling tits, her dripping cunt, the noises they both made - was erotic and arousing. Ana moaned out and began playing with her clit, luckily this alleviated some of the pain she was feeling.

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Jaxon grunted and wrapped some of the mistresses’ hair in his fist, thrusting in and out wildly, his eyes widened as he watched his wife begin to pleasure herself in front of them —. He had two dripping cunts in his view and this only made him harder, his cock twitching excitedly and stretching out the cunt he was already fucking.

“Just like that baby, you play with yourself for me.” He groaned out and smacked her ass, the jiggling only bouncing back on his cock. His breathing intensified as his very vulnerable and soon-to-be birthing wife kept playing with her clit.

“Oh! Baby!” Ana moaned out as the laboring intensified, she rubbed her clit faster as the baby started to slide down into place, she could feel the crowning about the begin. Spreading her legs further she began to push, the head slowly but steadily spreading her almost orgasming cunt. Moans and grunts filled the room from all parties involved, it was about to be one orgasming show for all!

Katherine fingered herself from all the stimulation between both rooms, Jaxon only pounding harder and faster into her cunt, ready to explode. “Oh fuck! I’m cumming!” He grunted deep in his chest, his load shooting out of his cock and straight into the drenched cunt he was buried into.

As Ana seen her husband release himself, she screamed out in pleasure as she began pushing her baby out of her cunt. “Oh God, oh God!” She leaned over her belly and pushed, her fingers maneuvering on her clit. “He’s coming!” She screeched out as the head of the baby poked out of her exploding pussy! The baby slid right of her achy and stretched hole, she shook in pure erotic ecstasy as she came around her fingers. Panting hard, she finally caught her breath and she brought her baby up to her chest.

Everyone was quiet for the next few minutes, trying to wrap their head around what just happened. In ten weeks from now, Ana will be pregnant again as Katherine will be giving birth in nine months with another mistress bent over in that insemination room.

[gigi0512]

[gigi0512]

I'm going to breed you. l'm not talking about just fucking you a few times and giving you a creampie.

I'm going to hold your legs wide open to get the best angle into you then I'm going cum inside you.

I'm going to place you into the breeding press pound you, then I'm going to cum deep inside you.

I'm going to bend you over the sofa kick your legs apart and push my cock into you slapping your ass as I cum deep inside you.

I'm going to lay you on your side, and spoon you pushing my seed inside you.

I'm going to make you sit on my lap, and work my cock until I cum deep inside you.

Then I'm going to do it all over again I'm going to pump so much cum inside you that you feel cum drunk losing yourself to the fuck.

And then I'm going to keep going, l'l keep pushing my seed inside you beyond your pussy feeling sore, beyond your hips hurting, you are going to get pregnant. I'm going to put a baby inside you.

I'm going to keep fucking you after your tummy grows and I'm going to suck on your milk filled tits.

You're my Beeding hucow now. You belong to me and as my little sub cum whore I will use your body to pleasure me when and where I choose.

[gigi0512]

Your Mother, Your Surrogate

“Nnngh…ahhhhAHHHH!!!!” She lets out another scream as the contraction hits her. Your husband is frantically running around the house, making sure she has everything she needs. She grips your hand tightly, riding the pain through another contraction. She manages to look at you, a kind smile on her face despite the agony. You smile back and wipe the sweat off her brow. “It won’t be long now, honey…” She says with a gasp. 

You never thought this would be how your daughter enters the world. You and your husband had tried for over a year to conceive with no success. A few doctor’s visits later and you’re told that your body isn’t conducive to pregnancy. A rare, genetic defect that prevents your uterus from accepting a fertilized egg. Heartbroken, you and your husband begin to accept that this may be your new reality. You both visit your Mother and share the news. She holds you both tightly and cries with you as mourn the loss of what you have never gained. Your Mother was always your rock in your fertility journey. You kept her up to date with all the things you’ve tried. Your husband took some time to adjust to how…open you were with her, but eventually he didn’t mind. She was a pillar, an unmoving object of stability in this trying time, and now…she would be your savior. A few days later, your Mother comes to you and your husband with an interesting proposal: let her carry your child. “I’m in good health, and I haven’t hit menopause yet. I would be honored to carry my grandchild for you.” She explained. You both took some time to think it over, but soon agreed.

The deal was simple: once her pregnancy was confirmed, she would move in with you and your husband to be taken care of through the duration of the pregnancy. She did not ask for payment, or anything material in return. All she asked for was a natural homebirth, and one favor of her choosing later down the road. Considering the circumstance, you didn’t feel inclined to deny her. Over the next few months you watched your mother swell, her belly grew big with your child. She would often joke about not being able to push it out, and you felt a bit of legitimate concern at those remarks. She was not a large woman, and while her body had been molded by pregnancy in the past, you wondered if she would come through alright considering her advanced age.  The pregnancy was rather uneventful and for the most part, healthy. For the first time, you felt a tinge of excitement and anticipation rouse within you. This was really happening. 

You were woken in the middle of the night by a scream. You and your husband jump up from the bed and rush to the guest room, where you find your mother kneeling on the floor. She looks up at you with a smile, and you know that it’s time. She explains that she had been laboring for a few hours prior to your arrival, hoping to hold out until you woke up. You were a bit frustrated at that, but were willing to overlook it for the time being. You helped her up and toddle over to a spare room that had been set up as the home’s birthing suite. Moment’s later, you’re holding her hand as another contraction hits her.

“Nnngh…ahhhhAHHHH!!!!”

She looks at you with a smile on her face, “It won’t be long now, honey…” She says with a gasp. Your mother kneels on the floor with you at her side. Your husband comes back in and finishes setting up the camera. “Baby…help me take this robe off. I’ll be more comfortable naked…” She requests. You agree and strip her down, noting how beautiful she looks as a mother in labor. Her belly is round and full, ready to pop at any moment. Her breasts were always on the larger end, but they’ve become swollen with milk. “Are you okay, Mom?” You ask, not really knowing what to do in this situation. She looks at you and nods, “Yeah…this is just…agh!” Another contraction interrupts her sentence. “Labor is…harder than before…” 

You wipe her brow again and exchange a concerned glance with your husband. You were worried about this. Laboring at her age was a recipe for disaster. “Mom…maybe we need to get to a hospital and-”

“No…! I can do this…hah…” She breathes hard and holds you close, burying her face in your chest. “I…I’m almost ready to…push….”

You look up at your husband, who has taken her other side and is holding her hand. You know she’s too far progressed, and you don’t have time to make it to a hospital or call a midwife. He looks at you with a determined expression. She wants to do this. You understand, it’s now or never. 

“Push, Mom…you can do it!” You squeeze her hand. The woman lets out a primal growl as she bears down for the first time, summoning all her strength to deliver her grandchild. Her hand squeezes yours with an intensity you didn’t know she had. You move to her back, letting her lean on you for support in between each push. Your husband moves to her front to catch the baby. She breathes heavily, her milk-filled breasts rise and fall with each heave. 

“It hurts baby….it hurts so much…” Your mother cries. “I know…but you can do it! Come on, one more push…”

“NNnnngg!” She grunts with the contraction, pushing along with it. You look to your husband for some kind of reassurance. “She’s crowning!” He says with a smile. “Come on Mom, you’re almost there!” You encourage her. The woman lays back on your chest, and takes a few breaths. “I…I can feel it coming…” She says. You smile, knowing how much agony this is causing her, but she does it all for you. As a Mother should. She looks down at your husband. “This is it…get ready to catch…” He nods in acknowledgement. 

She takes a breath, and with a powerful scream that surely woke the neighbors, she lets out one last powerful push. 

“AHHHHH!!! HERE IT COMES!!!!!” 

You hear her scream, then a loud squelch sound, then the soft cry of  a baby. Your husband smiles widely, tears welling up in his eyes. “It’s a girl…baby we have a daughter!” Suddenly the emotions give way, and your own tears fall in sobs onto her back. He places the baby on your mother’s bare chest, and kisses you.

In the days that follow, your mother becomes a permanent resident of your home. She recovered well, and you and her take turns nursing the newborn. You sit on the edge of her bed and bring her something to eat. “Hey Mom, what was that favor you wanted?” She smiles, “Let me carry the next one.”

[gigi0512]

[gigi0512]

Birth of trans person

[gigi0512]

Virginity fantasy ❤️

Our 19-year old daughter comes to us one day and says “mommy, daddy, I need your help with something.” We say of course babygirl, we’re always here to help you.

She says “well…I was wondering if it would be okay if I gave my virginity to both of you.”

We’re surprised and we ask her “sweetie, isn’t there anyone at college who you fancy?” She says “yes of course there is, but all the guys I’ve asked wouldn’t do it because they said virgins get too emotionally attached! But I’m 19 and I’m ready, I’m the last one of my friends who’s still a virgin!” I tell her I was also 19 and in college when I lost my virginity, so I understood exactly how she was feeling. I told her the guy who i gave my virginity to ended up being crazy and controlling, and I didn’t want that to happen to her…her daddy and I look at each other, we have an opportunity to make this a positive experience for our babygirl. We tell her “yes honey, we would be honored to be your first.”

The 3 of us go to mine & daddy’s bedroom since we have the bigger bed. We all strip down to our underwear and get on the bed. We tell our daughter “we want to give you a whole sexual experience, not just a quick fuck to get it over with. You deserve to have this be as pleasurable as possible, babygirl.”

Our daughter is sitting in between daddy & me on the bed. I give her a long, slow kiss, and then daddy gives her the same. I unhook her bra and gently remove it, then daddy & I grab a breast each and start playing with her nipples. We rub them at first, then pinch them, then start pulling on them and our daughter starts to moan. She leans back onto the pillows and me & daddy start sucking on her nipples. We run our tongues over her nipples, lightly at first, then bite them a little as our daughter moans even more. “Mmm that feels soooo good mommy and daddy” she says.

I take my mouth off my daughter’s breast and start kissing up her chest, shoulder, neck, until we’re making out. Meanwhile daddy starts taking off her panties. I tell her what daddy is going to do now is lick her pussy, also known as eating her out. Daddy gets down on his stomach in between our babygirl’s legs and kisses up her thigh all the way up to the top of her pussy. He spreads her labia and pushes her little bit of bush out of the way so that he can access her clit. He starts licking her clit as she leans back against me, my arms are wrapped around her from behind so that I can play with both of her breasts at the same time. I squeeze her breasts and pinch her nipples as daddy buries his mouth in her pussy. He sucks her clit and she says “oh my god daddy, that feels so good!” Daddy starts touching her outer pussy lips and feels her wetness coming out of her tight hole.

He says to our daughter “daddy is going to finger you now, okay sweetie? Just 1 finger for now to get you used to having something in there.” Our daughter nods and says “okay daddy.” While he continues to lick her clit, daddy slowly slides his index finger into her virgin pussy. She gasps a little and I kiss her neck while holding her breasts. Daddy gently wiggles his finger around and then starts slowly pulling his finger out…and then back in again… “how does that feel, honey?” I ask her. “Mmm mommy it feels really good, I’ve never had this feeling before!” she says. “Are you getting used to my finger now, sweetie?” Daddy asks. She replies “yes daddy, I think I’m ready for more now.” Daddy kisses her clit and tells her he’s going to put 1 more finger in. He slides in his middle finger and index finger and our daughter grunts a little. “There now, that’s a good girl” I tell her. She says “oh my god daddy, your fingers feel so big inside of me!” He chuckles a little and says “oh sweetie, this is nothing yet.” He rotates his fingers around inside her pussy and pulls them in and out. Our daughter closes her eyes and her head falls back onto my shoulder as she moans. After fingering her for several minutes, daddy slowly pulls his fingers out and tells our daughter she should taste herself to feel more comfortable with her body. She nods and sucks her juices off daddy’s 2 fingers. Then he spreads her pussy lips, stretching out the opening of her hole a little bit, and says “mommy, I think our babygirl is ready for my cock.”

Our daughter lays on her back in between my spread legs. She wraps her arms around my legs so that she has something to hold onto. “Don’t worry babygirl, mommy is with you the whole time” I tell her. She looks up at me and I stroke her hair while smiling down at her. I take off my bra so that my breasts hang down above her head. This puts her more at ease and she nuzzles her face against my breast.

Daddy takes off his boxers and his giant erection pops out. Our daughter’s jaw drops and she says “daddy, are you sure that’s going to fit?” He smiles and says “of course it is honey, it goes inside mommy all the time. We’ll just take it nice and slow.” He widens our babygirl’s legs as far apart as they’ll go. He lifts up her ass a little to get the right angle. He starts rubbing her clit so that she’ll relax more and feel some pleasure as he’s about to enter her. He gently presses the tip of his hard cock against the opening of her pussy. His cock is so wide that he has to pull her pussy lips open a little with his fingers. He goes back to rubbing her clit while I start playing with her nipples. He tries again to enter her…slooooowly pushing in his cock until finally the head of his cock is inside our daughter’s virgin pussy.

Our daughter cries out a little “ahh!” and I say “theeeere we go sweetie. Good girl, it’s in!” She bites her lip and nods, then moans as daddy slides his giant cock inside her a little more. He keeps still for a minute while rubbing her clit, giving her pussy a chance to get used to the fullness. Then he holds onto her hips and slides his enormous hard cock all the way inside. Our daughter moans loudly and daddy tells her “that’s it babygirl, daddy’s all the way in now. You’re doing so good!” I tell her the hardest part is over, now she just gets to enjoy it. She moans and says “okay mommy…it’s just that daddy is so big…I can’t believe he’s inside of me!” Me and daddy giggle and I say “I know sweetie! I thought the same thing the first time daddy fucked me too.”

Daddy says “okay babygirl, I’m going to pull out a little now and then go back in, all right? We’ll go nice and slow.” Our daughter says “okay daddy, I trust you!” Daddy pulls his long, thick cock out until just the head is inside, then slowly fills our daughter’s pussy again. He does this several times and each time our daughter’s moans sound more like pleasure. “Is it starting to feel good now, babygirl?” I ask her. “Mmm yes mommy it feels incredible!” she replies. Daddy starts to go a bit faster now…thrusting his giant cock in and out of our daughter’s tight virgin pussy. He’s holding onto her thighs and I notice they start to quiver and shake. She holds onto my legs tightly and says “mommy, daddy, I think something’s happening!” “Ohhh are you gonna cum for the first time sweetie?” I ask her. Daddy starts rubbing her clit fast and I pinch her nipples. She bucks her hips and squirms on the bed in between my legs. She screams as she cums and we tell her “gooood girl, let it all out sweetie.”

After she finishes cumming, she breathlessly asks us “is that what an orgasm feels like?” We smile and tell her yes, that’s what’s supposed to happen! Daddy tells her “I’m so glad daddy could make you cum babygirl! Now it’s daddy’s turn.” He starts fucking her harder and faster, and she’s enjoying it more and more. She says “yes daddy, fuck my tight little pussy!” which makes him fuck her even faster. He says “Oh babygirl, you’re daddy’s little virgin…you’re so sexy sweetheart, daddy loves you so much.” Our daughter says “I love you too daddy, I love you mommy!” Daddy and I look each other in the eyes as he cums into our daughter’s virgin pussy - no longer a virgin!

With his cock still inside her, our daughter says “thank you daddy and mommy for the best first time ever…I’m so glad I gave my virginity to you. Can we please do this all the time?” Daddy pulls out his cock and his cum oozes out of our babygirl’s pussy. I tell her “of course honey, and next time it will feel even better!” Daddy says “as long as mommy gets a turn next time too” and kisses me. We all smile and cuddle on the bed together.

[gigi0512]

daddy who insists i’m too small to masturbate on my own. i need daddy’s help if i want to cum. him moving my hand from between my legs and shoving his big fingers instead in his kiddo’s tight cunt as he feels how wet i’m getting ♡

[gigi0512]

"Come here, baby. Today is your birthday! Don't think I'd forget, I would never forget. I have a special present for you!

You are growing up so fast, darling. I noticed what you are doing lately, baby. I know you wanted to sit on my lap a lot, and even when you tried to be sneaky about it, I noticed how you were grinding against me. I also noticed some of my boxers are missing. I am pretty sure I have thrown them into the bin with dirty clothing, but they are not there. Don't you know something about it?

Anyway, I'm getting a bit off-topic. Follow me, baby.

Alright, lay on the bed. Daddy will take off your pants and panties. No, no, don't be ashamed. Don't hide your face. I know you love daddy this way, and I want you to know it is alright. It's not wrong. Daddy will show you he loves you too.

Ok, raise your butt. I'll pull down your… Oh, my… Your little cunny is already wet.

Let daddy slide his finger inside your little hole. You are so tight, my beautiful daughter. Ok, I'll start moving the finger now. Does it feel nice?

Oh, you smell so wonderful, I need to taste you. Daddy loves how your cunny tastes, darling.

Look, daddy will take off his pants. Do you like daddy's thingy? Do you want to take it into your mouth? You can! Yes, that's right, you can suck on it just like that. That feels really nice.

Alright, now it's time for the best part of your present. Spread your legs wide, daddy will put the thingy inside you.

Oh my god, you are so incredibly tight. Do you feel daddy's thingy stretching you? Oh, look at your face, baby. You look like you are in heaven.

Do you want to be a big girl for your daddy? Yes? Ok, daddy will make you a big girl now. Oh, it's coming. Just… one… more… thrust…

I love you so much, my wonderful daughter. I love you, I love you.

Daddy just came inside you. You are a big girl now!

Look at it leaking out of you! You are so beautiful.

From now on, you don't need to secretly grind against me. Just tell me and we will do this. Alright?

Such a good girl."

[gigi0512]

Ohhhh god this is so hot, fvvvvvck. She says daddy a bunch, struggles on the crown for minutes straight, is bratty, and says she’s trying to be a good girl while not being able to birth yet. Message me about this I’m edible high and super h0rni 🥺 https://u.pcloud.link/publink/show?code=XZd04m0Zct2juPydan8hh3hazdPyJ05QFLw7

When she says “daddy im fvcking ripping” 🥺🤤

[gigi0512]

One Last Show

Summary: In the throes of labor and desperation, Lilac, an overdue stripper on the brink of homelessness, finds herself performing in a high-end club where her water breaks mid-act.

Warnings: MDNI. 18+. Very graphic and sexual birth. Hairline prostitution. Stripping. If this is not your thing, please scroll away.

Word count: 3,428 words

Author's note: This story is commissioned by someone who wishes to stay anonymous. 🙏🏻 Thank you so much for trusting me with this story 💜 If you're interested in commissioning a story, my commissions are currently OPEN. Check out my commission's page here.

Divider credit @saradika-graphics ❤🙏🏻

Lilac sat on the edge of her bed, staring at the eviction notice crumpled in her hand. She was overdue, in more ways than one. Her belly, round and heavy, pressed against her thighs, reminding her with every breath that her baby was ready to come. But so was the rent. The thought of giving birth in the cold winter streets sent a shiver down her spine.

"I can't do this," she whispered to herself, rubbing her swollen belly. "But what choice do I have?" Her fingers traced the eviction date. Two days. Two days to come up with the rent, or she'd be out.

Then her phone rang, jolting her from her thoughts. She glanced at the caller ID: Vince, her former manager. Her heart skipped a beat. Why was he calling her now? She hadn't danced in nearly two months. Not since her belly grew too big for the stage lights to hide.

"Lilac, listen," Vince's voice came through, smooth but urgent. "I’ve got an offer for you. High-end private club, serious money. Tips from VIP patrons. You in?"

Lilac bit her lip, her mind racing. "Vince, I... I'm nine months pregnant. I'm literally ready to pop."

"Yeah, I know," Vince replied with a chuckle. "That's kinda the point. Trust me, Lilac. These guys... they pay to see something special. You'll make a killing. And it's safe, all legit."

Lilac hesitated. Her baby kicked, as if urging her to decide. "Fine," she finally said, steeling herself. "I'll do it."

The night of the performance came faster than she expected. Lilac stood backstage, her hands resting on her belly, feeling the weight of it all. Her back ached, her feet throbbed, and a low, dull pressure was building deep inside her. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself.

"You’ve got this, Lilac," she muttered, looking at her reflection. "One last dance. You just need to get through this, and then you can rest."

As she stepped onto the stage, the lights blinded her for a moment. The audience was quiet, waiting. She could feel their eyes on her, watching her every move. She forced a smile and began to sway to the music, her hips rolling despite the heaviness in her belly.

But something felt off. Each movement sent a wave of pressure through her body, and she could feel her muscles tightening in response. Is that... a contraction? she wondered, her breath hitching. No. It couldn’t be. Not now. She pushed the thought away and focused on the music, letting it guide her movements.

But the tightening didn’t stop. It grew stronger, more insistent. She could feel it building inside her, her belly hardening with each wave. She tried to keep her composure, but a small moan escaped her lips as the contraction peaked. Oh God, not now. Please, not now.

She glanced at the VIP section, where the high-paying patrons sat, sipping their drinks and watching her with intense interest. They were here for a show, and she couldn’t let them down. But her body had other plans.

Lilac gripped the pole tightly as she moved, feeling her belly tighten with a growing intensity. The music's beat thrummed through the room, but all she could focus on was the ache in her lower abdomen, pulsing with an undeniable force. Her hips swayed as she worked through the pain, but with each swing of her body, the tightening grew sharper, deeper.

Oh god... not now... not here... Lilac thought, her breath hitching as another wave of pressure built inside her. She forced a smile, trying to maintain the illusion of control, but her body was betraying her. The patrons around her were watching closely, their eyes fixed not just on her performance, but on her every twitch and wince.

She leaned against the pole for support, her knuckles whitening as she clung to it, desperate to steady herself. Her breath became shallow, rapid. Breathe... just breathe... she repeated in her head, trying to calm herself as the contraction tightened its grip. Her belly visibly clenched, and she couldn't stop the low moan that escaped her lips.

A few patrons leaned forward, eyes gleaming with curiosity, whispering amongst themselves. They could see it—the struggle, the tension in her body. Lilac bit her lip, her face flushed with the effort of keeping up her act while her body was preparing for something much bigger than a dance. She could feel the sweat trickling down her back, her skin prickling with heat as she tried to push through the performance.

Another contraction hit her, this one stronger, sharper. She gasped, her knees buckling slightly, but she held onto the pole, using it to keep herself upright. The pressure was unbearable, a deep, throbbing weight pressing down on her pelvis. Not yet... just a little longer... she pleaded with herself, but her body wasn’t listening.

Lilac’s breath became ragged, and she couldn’t help but pant as the sensation grew more intense. Her hands trembled as she clung to the pole, her legs shaking beneath her. The pressure in her belly was overwhelming, a tight knot that was slowly unraveling, pulling everything down, down, down.

She could feel the eyes on her, could hear the murmurs growing louder. The patrons were watching her every move, and she knew they could see that something was happening—something beyond the usual sway and tease of her dance. Her belly visibly tightened again, and this time, a strangled groan escaped her. She couldn’t help it; the pain was too much.

Then, without warning, Lilac felt a sudden pop, followed by a rush of warmth between her legs. Her eyes widened in shock as she realized what had just happened. Oh no... no, no, no! Her water had broken, right there, on stage. She looked down in horror as the fluid trickled down her legs, glistening under the stage lights.

“Haaa ooooh!” She cried out, one hand holding herself up on the pole, and the other holding up her very low and gravid belly from underneath. 

The room fell silent for a moment, the patrons staring at the scene unfolding before them. Lilac’s breath came in short, desperate pants as she clung to the pole, trying to make sense of what was happening. I have to get out of here... I can’t do this here... But her body had other plans. The pressure that had been building for hours was now unbearable, and she could feel the baby pressing down, ready to make its way into the world whether she was ready or not.

Lilac moaned again, this time louder, unable to keep up the pretense any longer. The patrons watched, captivated, as she leaned her forehead against the cool metal of the pole, her breath hitching with each contraction.

Lilac glanced back at her manager once more, her wide eyes pleading for some kind of mercy. But all she received was a firm nod, his silent command to keep going. She stifled a groan of frustration as another wave of pressure built up inside her. Her body wasn’t going to wait much longer, and she knew it.

She managed to shift onto her back, her movements slow and deliberate as her legs shook beneath her. She lay down on the stage, her front facing the audience, feeling the cold surface press against her spine. Her belly heaved as she panted, her breath coming in quick, sharp gasps. "Hooo... hooo... hooo..." The sounds were soft but strained, every exhale laced with the desperation of holding back the inevitable.

By now, the patrons had all stood up, their chairs scraping against the floor as they eagerly gathered around her. They were closing in, their hands still reaching out to touch her, caressing her skin as she lay there, exposed and vulnerable. Their eyes gleamed with anticipation, their grins wide, some even chuckling under their breath as they watched her struggle.

Lilac felt the first warm hand brush across her thigh, sending a shiver up her spine. She moaned softly, “Haaa… haaa… haaa…” as another contraction slammed through her, making her entire body tense. Her muscles clenched involuntarily, her legs spreading slightly as the pressure grew unbearable. She could feel the baby’s head descending, the weight of it pressing down with every beat of her heart.

Her hands instinctively went to her belly, feeling the tightness, the way her body was trying to push the baby out. "I can feel it... Hnnnggg..." she groaned, her voice trembling as she spoke. She hoped her words would please the patrons, make this ordeal worth it. “It’s… it’s so heavy... pushing down... Hnnnggg…” Her eyes fluttered shut as she felt another contraction take over, her hips lifting slightly off the stage as she fought against the urge to push.

“Hooo... hooo... I can’t... it’s coming...” she whimpered, her voice shaking as she tried to hold on. But the patrons only smiled wider, their hands continuing to explore her laboring body. Some of them chuckled, amused by her struggle, while others seemed almost mesmerized by the sight of her panting and moaning before them.

Lilac felt their fingers trailing along her thighs, brushing over her belly, and even grazing the space between her legs. She gasped at the sensation, the mix of pleasure and pain overwhelming her senses. “It’s... oh god... it’s coming... I can’t... hold it... Hnnnggg...” she groaned again, her hips bucking slightly as the pressure continued to build.

She felt so full, so stretched, her body on the brink of release. “The head... it’s so big... Hnnnggg... I can feel it... right there...” she moaned, her breath hitching as she tried to push, but the baby seemed stuck, the pressure overwhelming her. “Please... please help me... I need to push... Hnnnggg...”

The patrons only chuckled and smiled, their hands still roaming over her laboring body. They palmed themselves, their eyes wide with fascination as they watched her struggle on the stage. Lilac’s breaths were coming in quick, shallow gasps now, “Haaa… haaa… hooo…” her body trembling with every contraction. The intense pressure felt like it was going to tear her apart, and she knew it was only a matter of time before the baby would finally emerge.

Lilac gasped sharply as the pressure within her surged, her body instinctively trying to push the baby out. She could feel it, the immense weight descending lower and lower until she felt the unmistakable sensation of the baby’s head beginning to emerge. Her breath caught in her throat, and she instinctively clamped down, trying to slow the progress. But the baby's head continued to press forward, filling her up until she could barely think of anything else.

“Haaa… haaa… it’s… it’s coming…” Lilac moaned as she bore down, feeling the intense burn of the baby’s head stretching her wide. But then it stopped. She could feel the baby’s head only halfway out, trapped by the flimsy fabric of her underwear. “Oh god, no... it’s stuck... I can’t... it’s too big…” she panted, her voice laced with panic as the burning sensation became almost unbearable.

The patrons, who had been watching with bated breath, suddenly erupted into murmurs of excitement. She could hear them, their voices low and filled with a twisted kind of arousal as they marveled at the sight before them.

"Look at that... the baby’s right there..."

"She’s so tight... it’s barely fitting..."

"Damn, that’s the biggest crowning I’ve ever seen..."

Lilac’s head swam with the filthy chatter around her. She could feel their eyes glued to her, to the place between her legs where the baby’s head was trying to force its way out. Her body trembled, her muscles quivering from the sheer effort of holding the baby in place. “Hnnnggg… it’s… it’s so big... I can’t... I can’t get it out…” she groaned, her voice breaking as she tried to bear down again. But the fabric was still in the way, the baby unable to emerge any further.

One of the patrons, grinning with amusement, knelt down and reached for her underwear. With a swift, forceful yank, he tore it away, leaving Lilac completely exposed on the stage. She gasped as the cool air hit her, but the gasp quickly turned into a sharp moan as the sudden release allowed the baby’s head to push further out. “Haaa… haaa… oh god… oh god… it’s coming...” she moaned, her eyes rolling back as she felt the baby stretching her even wider.

The patrons' voices grew louder, their excitement palpable. "Oh fuck, look at that head... it's huge!"

"She’s doing it... she’s pushing it out..."

"Come on, baby, let us see it all..."

Lilac panted heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to keep up with the contractions. “Hooo… hooo… I can feel it… I’m so stretched… I don’t think it’s going to fit…” she whimpered, her voice trembling as she bore down again. The baby’s head inched forward, the pressure overwhelming her senses, making her feel like she was about to tear apart.

“It’s... it’s stuck... Hnnnggg…” she groaned, her hips lifting off the stage as she fought to push the baby out. The burning was unbearable, every inch of her body screaming in protest as the baby’s head stretched her to the limit. She could feel it, the fullness, the weight, the sheer size of it making her fear that she wouldn’t be able to do it.

The patrons, though, were utterly mesmerized. Their eyes gleamed with arousal as they watched her struggle. "Push harder, babe... let’s see that head pop out..."

"You’ve got this... show us everything..."

Lilac’s breaths came in quick, shallow gasps now, “Haaa… haaa… hooo… it’s... too big...” she moaned, her body trembling as she tried to push. But the baby’s head only moved a little further, the sensation of being stretched to the brink sending jolts of pain and pleasure through her. She could feel every ridge, every contour of the baby’s head as it slowly made its way out of her body.

“Oh god… oh god... Hnnnggg... it’s... almost out... Hnnnggg...” she groaned, her voice hoarse from the effort. The patrons continued to touch her, their hands roaming over her laboring body as she panted and moaned, trying to bring her baby into the world in front of their eager eyes.

Lilac’s body was a battleground of sensations as she continued to push, the baby’s head crowning painfully and slowly. Each contraction sent waves of pressure through her, but despite her efforts, she was still struggling. Her breathing was ragged, a mix of moans and gasps filling the air.

The patrons, now fully engaged in the spectacle, began to offer their own forms of assistance. One of them moved closer, his fingers gently teasing her sensitive nipples, sending jolts of pleasure and distraction through her. Another patron leaned in and began sucking on her leaking breasts, his warm mouth creating a contrast to the cold sweat on her skin.

“Feels so good… oh god… it’s helping...” Lilac moaned, her voice a mix of pain and pleasure. She arched her back, pushing harder as the sensations began to intertwine. “Haaa… haaa… I... I love this…”

Another patron, eager to help, moved his hand between her legs, gently palming the crowning head of her baby. He started to softly stimulate her clit, his fingers moving with a steady rhythm. “You’re doing great, babe… just keep pushing,” he encouraged, his voice husky with arousal.

Lilac’s moans grew louder as the stimulation intensified. “Hooo… haaa… it feels... so good... keep going...” she gasped, her eyes fluttering shut as she focused on the overwhelming mix of pain and pleasure. The extra stimulation seemed to help her cope with the intense pressure, her body shuddering with each contraction.

The patrons around her continued their excited chatter, their voices filled with a combination of amazement and arousal. “Look at her… she’s really into it…”

“Damn, that’s something I’ve never seen before…”

“She’s handling it so well… it’s incredible…”

“She’s so hot… and look at that baby’s head…”

Lilac’s body trembled with each push, the sensations becoming a swirling mix of pressure, pleasure, and pain. “Hnnnggg… it’s... it’s so intense…” she groaned, her voice breaking as she struggled to manage the feelings flooding her. Her breath came in short, sharp bursts, “Haaa… haaa… oh god, it’s so much...”

The patron stimulating her clit increased the pressure, his touch driving her closer to the edge. Lilac’s eyes flew open, her body arching and shuddering as she continued to push. “Hooo… haaa… yes, yes… don’t stop... it’s so good...”

The crowd’s murmurs grew more fervent, their excitement palpable. “Look at her… she’s amazing…”

“She’s so close… just a bit more…”

“She’s really giving it her all… so hot…”

With each passing moment, Lilac’s struggles became more pronounced, her moans blending with her efforts to push the baby out. The head continued to emerge slowly, her body stretching to accommodate the baby’s size. “Hnnnggg… it’s coming… oh god... so close…” she panted, her grip on the stage tightening as she fought to bring her baby into the world.

The combined stimulation from the patrons seemed to push her closer to the edge, their hands and mouths working together to help her along. Lilac’s moans grew louder, her breathing more erratic as the sensations of pleasure and pressure overwhelmed her senses. The baby’s head finally started to crown more fully, the intense stretch accompanied by the steady rhythm of her patrons’ touches.

“Almost there… you’re almost there…” one patron encouraged, his voice filled with excitement as he continued to support her efforts.

Lilac’s eyes fluttered open, her gaze fixed on the crowd around her as she pushed one final time. “Haaa… haaa… it’s coming… it’s coming...” she gasped, her body quivering with each push, her moans blending with the crowd’s fervent excitement.

As Lilac continued to push, the pressure and sensation of the baby crowning reached a fever pitch. Her breaths came in desperate, ragged gasps, her body trembling with each contraction. She reached out, grabbing the patrons who had been stimulating her breasts. They were both still eagerly suckling, drawing down the steady stream of milk that flowed from her. Desperation and need drove her to clutch them tightly, using them for support and purchase.

“Oh god… it’s happening… it’s coming…” Lilac moaned, her voice breaking as she gripped the patrons for dear life. “Haaa… haaa… I need this... so much…”

With a final, intense push, she let out a powerful cry. “Hnnngggg… ughhh… yes!” The baby shot out up to its torso, accompanied by a rush of fluids and an explosive release of energy. The room erupted in cheers and moans from the patrons, their excitement palpable. The sight of the baby’s emerging form was met with awe and fervor.

The patrons continued to shower her with their enthusiasm, their voices filled with amazement. “That’s incredible!”

“She’s done it! She’s really done it!”

“Look at that baby... wow!”

Lilac’s body shook with the intensity of her release, the last of her fluids spilling out as the baby was finally delivered. The remaining patrons who had not been directly involved in the delivery gathered around, their eyes wide with admiration and arousal.

Moments later, her manager rushed onto the stage with two medics in tow. They moved quickly, their professional demeanor contrasting sharply with the lingering energy of the crowd. The medics took over, carefully cleaning up the baby and cutting the umbilical cord with practiced ease. Lilac watched with a mix of relief and exhaustion as they worked.

The patrons, now thoroughly excited and generous, began to shower Lilac with tips. Bills of hundreds and thousands of dollars were tossed onto the stage, their appreciation for the performance evident in the sheer volume of money. The once-overdue rent was far overshadowed by the windfall of tips that came pouring in.

Lilac, still panting and recovering from the intense experience, looked at the piles of cash around her. The thought of her financial worries melting away filled her with a deep sense of relief and satisfaction. She might not need to work for the next few months with how much she had earned in tips alone.

As the medics finished their work and the patrons continued to revel in the afterglow of the performance, Lilac allowed herself a moment to rest, her body exhausted but fulfilled. The thrill of the night had provided not just an extraordinary experience but also the financial security she desperately needed and more. 

[gigi0512]

Ami's Debut

Thank you for @doing-swell for the inspiration and some ideas to post my first story on tumblr! Your company and support really helped :)

18+ Minors DNI

3rd person POV, 5.8k words

Pornographic themes/filming, pregnancy, foreplay + vaginal sex, orgasmic birthing, surprise twins, breech birthing, self induced birth denial

All characters depicted are 18+

The long form adult video is a dying artform with cutthroat competition for advancement. The number of actresses willing to do day consuming sessions for a multi-hour long composition was dwindling alongside its consumer base. Such an industry relied on its young stars for more content, but amateurs were looked down on, unproven for the lack of chances and cannibalized by greedy directors.. 

If this adult video industry had any hope of competing it needed to get increasingly outlandish to compete with the volume produced on the internet. How could a format conceived during the time of VHS tapes ever compete with the modern day? 

This was the responsibility for 19 year old Ami Takahashi who found herself on the casting couch just a couple months ago. She sat atop the stairs down into the studio with her brown plaid dress dawned with a pair of sunglasses and a face mask. Her large eyes and her clear skin with a body that had yet to fill out from her transition out of adolescence. 

Such attire and location wouldn’t make her look out of place in the known red light district. This young woman had to make money however she could, yet, there was one deviation.

The young woman carried the entire weight of her belly on her lithe frame, tall and slender to fit the beauty standards of society around her with only one deviation. Her midsection distended grotesquely for a woman with her size and build.

Her round pushed unnaturally outwards from her, low and heavy between her hips. The side of her taut skin poked from behind her. And every step towards the studio from the train station was made with either a wrist against her lower back or her hands clasped under her stomach to contain the weight that ballooned over the last few weeks. She couldn’t conceptualize the fact that she still had 4 weeks to go.

Ami looked particularly out of place for both her age and her profession. 

She had been feeling a sensation of a deep stir within. A pull that made her forget exactly where she was and pulled her towards her core like a black hole.

“Mmhaa…” she sighed. She scowled. It was as if the contraction caught a second wind.this new pain rang deeper into her, squeezing her uterus into a center that guided itself between her legs. Her hand caught the railing was the only thing that kept her upright as the brutal contraction finished it’s work on her body.

“...Ami?” she looked up to find a familiar face standing over her. She was one of the few people who could recognize him behind his censored face.. His handsome face was hidden by censorship so every surface of her growing body could be dissected and sexualized. His sweetness was always evident with the scenes they shot together, though their relationship was nothing beyond professional and human decency.

“Do you need help?” Kenji asked, extending his forearm. “Y-yeah…” she admitted, grabbing his arm and allowing herself to lean her pregnancy weight into him.Ami didn’t know how much longer she could work in this condition. She couldn’t even walk down stairs without assistance.

The two stars arrived at a room that was quickly being set up. It looked like Ami had graduated from the leather couch and onto a tacky bedroom with cheap sheets.

“Ami,” boomed the monotone voice of a wiry middle aged man. From the curtain of the shadows  in the studio emerged Director Tonaka, the lead of the project that bore Ami’s name.

“You’re late.” He declared to the young mother to be. She was initially casted under the reference of an anonymous scouter, and by the time Tonaka contacted the young woman, she was already well into her pregnancy. Ami oozed with potential, raw and unrefined, shades that she failed to display in the previous scenes they had shot. She was significantly larger than the last time they had met. Concerningly, so…

“I’m sorry, director… I intended to come earlier. May I please discuss something with you?” `His arms were crossed with his glasses that hung low at the bridge of his nose. His judging eyes pierced her resolve. 

“What is it?” He grumbled.

“It’s about my contract.”

“What about it?” The director asked, flipping the pages of his thick clipboard in anticipation of the impending shoot.

A pit of fear grew within her, as if she was placing her entire career on the line if she didn’t communicate her needs correctly. Her stomach stirred with activity, feeling their mothers worry. Ami gently stroked her stomach, trying to calm the child within. “I’m afraid that the end of my contract might be coming… Earlier than expected.”

“Earlier… Than expected? You are aware of all of the clauses of your contract, correct?” 

“Y-yes. But… I don’t think I-… Will be available for another scene. I have to take leave after this shoot.” She pleaded.

Tonaka stared at her in silence, as if her request made her the unreasonable party. “The terms were well defined.  Whether it’s two weeks, a day, or even a few hours from now you agreed . It’s my understanding that you signed off on this contract, did you not?””

The director wasn’t foolish. He wasn’t here to waste any second of the novelty of a star as young and willing to show off her fertility. Pregnancy and the mothers were temporary. He would do all he could to capitalize on every second of her pregnancy. 

Ami swallowed and looked down. “Yes sir…” she yielded. She gently stroked her lower belly in anticipation of the long hours ahead.

The titular star was placed in the fabricated room. The scene landed her on warn sheets that complimented her apricot skin well. Front and center the scene would begin. She was modestly dressed for the camera, a plaid dress that may have fit well before her prenatal form with a white long sleeve. The same exact clothes she wore at the station.

Would a viewer recognize her? Would an old family friend remember the outfit as a part of Ami’s wardrobe? 

When Ami stared at the black box those thoughts suffocated her. She could feel her chest pound at the thoughts of all the eyes that would see her in this temporary state, at this age, this deep into her pregnancy. She wanted more.

Kenji's entrance into the room was the beginning, even if he began as he did. Just a voice behind the camera. 

“It’s nice to see you again, Ami.” With the cameras rolling Kenji was a completely different person. He was a mouthpiece for the director, and the stand-in host for all of the scenes they had shot together. The only person in the room.who showed any sympathy for her, imbued her with a sense of the moment for what it was. A performance.to be the person who would hold her in place.

“You’re in your 38th week now, right?” 

“Yes sir.” She replied as her meek character 

One of the interns that had been doing his math looked up to the director. “Is she really?”

“Only 34, but we can market her as further along” Director Tonaka hushed the lighting person.  

Kenji finally appeared in frame, approaching the mother uncomfortably closely as per the script's instruction

“Just a couple more weeks from your due date, right? How do you feel” 

The script forced a nervous chuckle out of her with baby doe eyes towards the camera. “I’m so scared. My baby has been getting so big…” 

It was dull. She was dull. Ami was so sick of playing this character, following this script. The same format she had followed for three shoots already. So much had changed, her body, her mood, and feelings. Yet the things that Tonaka capitalized on were her intangibles. Her age, the assumed purity. If she could just have one second she could prove she could be so much more. 

The interview went on, describing her tragic fake story of Ami being a high school drop out that had gotten impregnated and left by a scumbag at a party. That porn was her only outlet and that Ami was a poor, defenseless woman.

There were so many things that Ami wanted to say. There was nobody she could speak to about her pregnancy. A camera with eyes that looked directly into her. 

And after Kenji asked the questions that made her look the most pathetic he finally stepped into frame. Even if his face was being censored, his presence imbued her with the willingness to submit.

“Enough talking. Let's see the belly of a 19 year old mother.”  

Given her cue Ami began to undo the most intricate parts of her clothes, allowing her co-star for easy access to her growing body. “I can pop at any moment… Please be gentle.” 

Her modest clothes were stripped from her. That maternity dress fit tightly around her midsection as it rode up her belly. To the surprise of all in the studio was another layer, a belly band to support her stomach’s weight.

Even her co-star took a second to realize how he would approach this scene. 

Ami. who was already large now exploded out from her supportive band. Tonaka and the rest of the studio went wide eyed at the reveal. Ami let out a groan in discomfort as her belly’s weight hung unnaturally low. “Annhh~” escaped her lips,  audible discomfort of her gravid shape. An unscripted sound.

“My god… You really are getting big.” Kenji said from between her slightly parted thighs.

“He’s been… Moving so much.” She had to pretend to act shy for the camera, but nothing could beat Kenji’s touch. His hands circled around her stomach, the fabricated violation of where she protected her baby. 

Before Ami could get comfortable the pain binded her again. The camera caught her stomach shrinking from the middle of her body. The way Kenji’s hands pulled her skin changed as her distended midsection hardened like a rock, refusing to yield from her body. Ami turned towards the ceiling with labored breaths as nothing but the contraction filled her mind. The attention across her tight skin sent a tingling into her whole body that made her want to spread her legs. She sucked in air deeply and allowed her hips to roll as she tried to disperse the pressure. An intense contraction caught on film.

As she faced Kenji again he stood over her. Despite what her body was telling her, the scene had to keep on going.

With how green Ami was in the industry, getting to work with Kenji was a high point of it. His professionalism, his movements, the way his fingers read her and kept her comfortable picked up all of the slack that Ami had keeping herself ready to perform. His experienced hands circled her body, worked her sensitive areas with precision like a surgeon, not one wasted step 

His fingers lingered and teased her inner thighs. The touch disappeared from the blindspots of her belly.

“Mnnnhhh!!” Ami gasped as Kenji’s fingers swiped across her slit. Ami’s tiny pussy was inflated with the pressure of carrying her massive bump, all of the nerve endings begging to be indulged.  Wet his fingers against her bare opening as the camera focused on her crotch that she had failed to see in months.

Not far from now that camera would be focussed on her baby’s crowning head. He let Ami feel the pads of his fingers one more time before finding the space between her vulva, letting her brace herself. “Annhh~!” She gasped in a picturesque form, whining while she squirmed with the simple insertion of a finger. 

Her entrance was clogged. The tip of his fingers touched a muscular wall that he had felt before that shocked Ami’s core like electricity that filled the room with a squeal. The muscular entrance of her uterine walls. Her cervix descended so greatly. 

A throaty gasp as Ami's thighs clamped up Kenji's hand, denying access to his fingers any further and obscuring the sight of the camera.

The director scowled at her resistance. “Go again!” He demanded, calling a stop to the scene. Nothing would get in the way of his vision, not even Ami's urges to bear down to the pressure. She tried her best to ignore the tightening of her stomach as she spread her legs, and once again, Kenji fingered her.

“Mnnh!” She vocalized before stifling her moan. She rolled her hips to his digits parting her insides. At his distance, Kenji could see her massive belly begin to tighten and recede back into her before his very eyes. Heavy grunts came from deep within her chest. Her walls tightened with her contracting body, pushing the blockage he felt further out within her. 

“Hah-... Ahhhh!” She acted moans through sensations she had never felt before as the entrance to her womb was invaded. 

The buzz of a vibrator filled the room. Ami’s legs were thrown aside. She went to hold her breath. She had gotten so sensitive over the last couple of weeks she had no idea how long she could possibly last.

“MnnnHHH~!” For just one second Ami’s real voice came out, a loud groan in bliss that came deep from her chest. Kenji flicked his wrist away from her to recover. Hitting her pussy with the head of the vibrator so she could fake an orgasm to the camera. 

“T-thank you…” Ami whispered. 

“Stay strong.” Kenji replied 

As more cameras and microphones were adjusted around him one camera was adjusted for a shoulder view of Ami as he counted her from between her legs. When they gave each other the signal Kenji lifted one of her legs, shifting Ami’s entire center of gravity and pulling the weight of her womb to one side of her body.

Ami’s naked lips were exposed to the camera, dripping from the light foreplay to her cumbersome body. His cock drew the lip of her muscular cervix. It was open, wide. 

“Why don’t you go deeper?” Tonaka scolded, bringing his two stars to an immediate halt. He looked down at his junior who struggled to breathe and held her baby laden stomach protectively. Ami’s insides were descended, he was hitting something on his tip that sent powerful reactions into the heavily pregnant young mother.

“Director… I can’t.” He stated. As he opened his mouth to voice his concern towards Ami’s unborn child, Tonaka slammed against his clipboard. “Well, We need footage of a quality penetration. How do you two propose we could get that done?” 

Ami struggled to get her heavy body upright onto the bed. She huffed at the weight of her body and the lingering sensations of their initial position. “I-I can get on top…” 

“Ami…” 

“It’s okay,” she reassured, still clearly shaken with a hand holding her stomach in place. “It felt a little weird on my side.” 

Kenji sat on the edge of the bed and Ami sat on his lap, allowing his thighs to lay between her open legs. She grabbed his thick member between her legs and aimed it towards her swollen opening. After a breath, she lowered her hips.

“Ooooo-hhhhh!” she groaned as her body lowered. She could feel her pregnancy weight make him shutter as he pressed deep into her heavily dilated cervix. After a few deep breaths Ami began to move. 

The weight of her belly slammed against him. As she opened her legs she could feel her pelvis open, the weight of her child barrelling down after every bounce. Something round and heavy sandwiched his penis against the rigid walls of her amateur pussy. 

“MnH!” She gasped, silencing herself with her palm. Her eyes grew wide as muffled cries escaped from the gaps between her fingers. Her belly began to tighten again from on top of her co-star. This contraction was not minutes after the last one.

“Oh god…” Ami thought.

It was hitting her womb. Every time she descended onto him Ami could feel the weight of her belly shoot back into her body. His member penetrated her between the dilated opening of her cervix. The flexible membrane that separated her baby from the head of her costar’s penis.

As their pace ramped up the familiar tension returned at the worst possible time. In her upright position her baby pulled to the floor with gravity. This contraction was different. Like dozens of hands simultaneously crushing her pregnant belly directly on top of Kenji.

Staring into the camera grounded her. Ami stared deep into the lens as she was railed senseless for the viewer to see. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she panted with Kenji’s thrusting hips. The heavy abuse of her pregnant body for the world to see. 

She arched her back as well as she could, impaling herself against him with her legs wide open“I’m cumming! I’m cumming-I’m cumming-I’m-!!!”

Her hips were out of control. Every bounce shook her belly and rattled her womb. 

“Mmh-” Kenji let a quick grunt slip as the weight of her occupied belly flattened his cockA membrane enveloped Kenji’s head. The feeling of hot waters surrounded him tightly as she worked desperately into him.

“Mnnh-Mnnhh-OhhH!!!” from between her opened thighs fluids exploded from around the member inside of her, shooting waters around their sandwiched hips as the scene ended in dramatic climax.

The director didn’t appreciate improvisation… But the results spoke for themselves. Ami was assisted off of Kenji’s lap. Before the camera could focus on her naked pussy a mixture of cum and fluids continued to cascade out of her as the young mother was laid to rest on the cold, tile floor.” 

“Okay everybody. Let’s clean up this scene. We don’t have a lot of time until-”

“UNNNGGGHHHH!!”

Ami cried against the tile floor. She clenched her stomach as she pleaded for the pains to stop, immobilized by the pains that only ramped up through the course of the shoot. They had gotten closer and closer, and now, Ami got no respite as they assaulted Ami’s womb without rest. 

“Director, she was having contractions throughout the whole last scene.” Ami laid in a pool of her amniotic fluids.

“Nobody touch her!” The director snapped. Kenji took a step back, powerless against the director's creative mind. And if there was any creative liberty Tonaka would allow, it was the pure expression of childbirth.

“Eh?” Ami watched as the entire crew collectively created more distance from the young laboring mother. 

“Somebody help me!” She pleaded. She looked for anybody, an intern, an assistant, a midwife on set.  Her greatest anxieties came true when nobody refused to step forward. She was going to give birth alone.

Panic began to set in for the young mother as she was stared at by everybody in the room. . The director signaled for the cameras to turn on once again.

It was as if the events over the last couple years of her life were finally realized. She was heavily pregnant and in labor, being filmed giving birth after fucking a stranger for money. And while she gave birth, his cum was still between her legs. Her shame was nowhere to be hidden, the camera the very moment it occurred to Ami, not the amateur pornstar, but the woman

“UHHHNNNNNGGGG!” She groaned. Ami felt the roundness of her baby’s head barrel down into her cervix. Her baby traveled down her birth canal, the walls that had just been fucked mere minutes ago. 

The contractions were unforgiving now. Deep in her womb was a pressure that demanded every ounce of attention. Every breath during their apex was a battle that she couldn’t lose unless she wanted to pass out. The uncontrollable urge to push. 

“I can’t believe we’re recording this…” 

“Can we really distribute this?” 

The pressure coned between Ami’s legs. She couldn’t act in any way to disprove the judgement. She couldn’t act while giving birth. “IT BURNS!!” she cried as that sliver of hair grew no larger than the width of an egg.

Ami collapsed in exhaustion, flat on her back, nude against the white tile. Her own discharge smeared against her baby’s head as it made its crawling exit from her. The pain of such a large thing spreading her open only turned her on more. The crew watched as Ami’s pussy was forever stretched by the girth of her infant’s head.

Yet as she writhed on the floor the crew could only agree in silence as Ami’s attitude shifted before their very eyes. The corners of her lips curled. Ami’s moans and grunts grew more sensual as she felt the intensity of childbirth inside of her. 

Her hips spun with more passion than she had ever shown in the scenes before. Her hands were magnets to her body like a narcissistic nymphomaniac, only accentuating the body she shared with her unborn child more. She was a pregnant pornstar. And as her baby barrelled down her pussy, and that little slit grew around her childs head 

Kenji could only turn to the director as he put his clothes back on. “Is she… turned on?”. His judging eyes flushed against her birthing body.

“How couldn’t I be?!” Ami thought.

The room was flooded with the smell of sex, hers and hundreds of stars before her. The exhilaration of her baby quickly descending down her birth canal. The widest section of her baby’s head spread her vagina open more than anything she had ever experienced.

Behind all that red light and the eye of the camera was the footage of herself. Her reputation. Her life. She was just a teenager, and before all of the watching eyes that this film would find, she was about to become a mother.

The young woman reached past her massive stomach and finally got to touch her naked, puffy lips for herself. Right at the very tips of her fingers she could feel what burned her open as she stretched. If she pushed any harder, would the baby go back into her? 

The thoughts excited her body as she clumsily reached to pleasure herself.It didn’t take long to find her hard clit, and when she did she let her fingers roll over her outstretched button of nerves. 

“Ouuunnnhhh-Ah!!” She groaned as she pleasured herself to her baby stretching her entrance. The sensations of the contractions and masturbation clouded her mind 

“Nnnngggg-Nnnggghh.Oooohhh!!!” She groaned. Ami’s eyes shot open as the contraction seized her body. The young woman lifted one of her knees to her chest and bore down to meet the intensity of her body’s instincts.

“OUUUUGGGGHHHH!” She strained with clenched teeth. Ami’s inner thighs trembled a her vulva stretched to their capacity around the widest part of the head. The muscles of her midsection contorted in all shapes and sizes. The deadlock of her baby’s head ended as Ami’s eyes shot into the back of her head. 

“ANH~!” she gasped sharply. The head popped free from her with more fluids emptying onto the floor. 

Ami’s cunt was spread open by the one that spread her legs. The embarrassment of having her every gasp captured. Her deep guttural grunts as her baby forced apart her young holes. Her heart pounded with exhilaration, a feeling that perhaps no other woman in history could lay claim to.

Her inhibitions faded as the urgency of childbirth invaded her brain. Her heart pounded as her body was consumed by something she could never experience with any toy or lover. She was creating life. Ami was giving birth for the camera.

“UNNNNGGGHHHH!!!” The shoulders came free as the rest of the body slid out from her.

Ami’s child was born into the world on the cold tile of a porn studio. The crew could only stare at Ami as she stirred deliriously while sprawled out across the floor with a soaked infant sat between Ami’s still large and very round stomach. 

As the new mother recovered it was as if she had just seen color for the first time. Her young mind was shaped from the life threatening intensity of birthing her child to a crowd. She wanted nothing more than to do it all over again.

Director Tonaka could only cover his mouth, trying to process exactly what he caught on camera. He thought of all of the descriptions he could use to pitch the tape. If he wanted to capitalize on this scene at all, he had to move quickly. Before Ami could review, let alone dispute the footage. 

“Cut!” Tonaka announced to the room, facilitating the immediate end to the recording. The urgency in his voice made the whole crew shutter. “Everybody, let's wrap up.” 

Flooded with the maternal hormones in her head, Ami could hardly process the deconstruction of the cameras around her. The experience left her dissatisfied. A knot that built within her chest. Slowly, Ami’s forehead scrunched, as another squeeze against her sides took her breath away. She instinctively stroked her stomach, still large enough to draw a round outline of her belly. “O-ow…” she strained, gasping over the pressure that came over her.

Nobody paid the new mother any mind as she was bound to the floor. Nobody looked in her direction, nobody cared for the nude mother caught in the center of the room with a cold newborn clutched to her breast.

“W-wait…” Her vision became foggy. “Something… ahhhhhnnn.. Something- Ohhhh.” She moaned. Kenji caught her gaze. As Ami’s co-star attempted to speak to the mother, his arm was caught by the director.

“All requirements of your contract have been met. Out of respect for you and your child, we will take our leave.” Director Tonaka said, throwing his coat over his shoulder. He placed his hands on Kenji’s back, guiding the reluctant man away from Ami and out the door of the studio.

“This room has been rented for another half an hour, please leave before then.” He instructed. He disappeared behind the door, leaving the room with only the wails of her newborn and her tightening breath.

“O-ohhh!” She moaned again as she felt her stomach tighten. The pains were far too strong to just be the placenta. As she looked down at her slightly shrunken belly and her suspicions were confirmed with more movements stirring below her belly button

“There’s another baby…” she mumbled in disbelief. She was going to be a 19 year old with twins.

She labored on the cold hard floor. The labor was immediately more difficult than the birth of her first child. The progress crawled. The difficulty of her baby dragging against the walls of her uterus. She was going to feel the sensations again.

“A-ah!” she went to go catch herself, but her eyes grew wide. Nobody was there to control her. She could make all the sounds she wanted. The onset of the second birth was over the horizon, but something was missing.

She wanted to be watched! 

In the spur of the moment she clambered towards the pocket of the clothes that were stripped from her and propped up her phone to the leg of the bed frame 

Viewers who discovered this phone video were to be greeted with the bizarre sight. Ami sat on the cold floor, still marked by the fluids from her previous voice. She was still naked, but still clearly pregnant, while already holding a child that remained connected to her.

“H-hello everybody…” She greeted. A long silence braced the screen before she spoke again. “My name is Ami Takahashi. I… Filmed a porno earlier today where I had sex and gave birth to my first baby.” The thoughts came into her head as she spoke.

“There… Are some truths in that series. I am 19 and my parents disowned me. But there is fiction too. I’m only 34 weeks pregnant, my doctor told me my cervix was opening from all of the sex scenes I was shooting. I wasn’t listening, I didn’t even know I was having twins, but I still came in to get fucked while I was having constant contractions for days!” The admission made her heart race.

“And! I’m not a college student. I dropped out of school to live with my boyfriend who shares me with all of his friends. I-huf… Still… don’t know who the father is.” Her legs instinctually spread as the pain squeezed the last of her breath

“Fuck…” Ami cursed as she bit her lip, her heart was pounding! Unable to halt the indifferent force of her body attempting to bring Ami’s second child into the world, the pain ramped up.  

As she turned around to her hands and knees. She recorded herself doggy style, capturing her belly and the mess of her pussy from behind. Her lips were drenched, red, and swollen beyond belief, with an umbilical cord that still connected her firstborn to her. 

This time, the sensation of labor was different. There wasn’t an unyielding weight and pressure that barreled down her birth canal, stretching her cervix in the process. No, there was more movement and little parts that poked from her. Little kicks against her cervix that sent lightning bolts of pain like Kenji had fucked into her.

With her ass in the air she spread her legs to accommodate the pressure quickly descending down into her hips. What slowly spread her cervix was even wider than the first head. “Unnngggghh!!!” Ami struggled. This progress was even slower, parts of her baby being squeezed against the walls of her sensitive uterus.

“AHH~!” Ami screamed as the pressure built up. The slightest amount of pain freeing itself from her and into her birth canal. She could feel her lips parting slightly. She stared between her legs to the camera and what she saw made her eyes grow wide. A little foot hung free from her vagina. 

Her baby was being born backwards.

The 19 year old mother felt the intoxicating panic of childbirth descend over her once again. Her strained body tightened at the baby’s smallest lips as she was forced to deliver her child’s little legs first. “Mnnhhh!” She moaned, the size of her baby’s feet reminded her of the size of Kenji’s fingers.

“Haa… Haahhh-hooooo!” Ami moaned, arching her back. From the quick descent of her baby, little limbs that poked free from her. The other leg came free and Ami was halted on little gasps. She recognized the width of a hip that spread her wide and spread her legs even further.

“Hoo… Hoo… Nggggghhhhuuuu!” She groaned as she felt the baby’s thighs and butt emerging from her vagina. Her pants eased the end of the contraction while the hips emerged to stretch her in new, exciting ways

With every exhale she could feel the baby’s wet body begin to slide towards her opening. Ami’s body ached as her needy clit demanded attention. The vibrator used for her scene was still in arms reach.

She jacked up the wand until it hurt to hold and propped against her body. She could feel the tip of the vibrator against her baby's chest, buzzing the infant as well. “Ouuughhh!” she gurgled . “Sorry baby… It just feels so good.” Ami apologized to her unborn child.

As her hips buzzed with the intensity of the vibrator she could feel more of the younger sibling’s torso being born from her. Her opening clung to every detail of her child. But, she wasn’t done. Ami needed more. “It’s going too quickly… I need to cum… I need to cum!!” She begged as the body started to follow the legs quickly.

Her breaths began to quiver while she edged herself in childbirth. But now, her body was too good at giving birth. The climb towards her orgasmic high would be prematurely ended from the delivery of her child. She wasn’t going to finish before the head was out.

Ami panted in desperation. The twin mother’s shaky legs spread as she viewed herself from behind against her camera. Her daughter’s body had been born up to her ribs. She aligned her partially born child upright between her legs and sunk her breech child directly back into her birth canal.

“OUUUNNNGGHGHHH!!!” she groaned with a depraved shutter. The infant's legs kicked from beneath her. The flailing limbs punished the mothers delicate areas showing signs of lively activity.

With heavy heaves she stared at herself on her phone. Her pussy swallowed her child back into her. Shame clouded her childbirth as she gave into her hedonistic urge to use her daughter's body like a sex toy. All of the progress was undone. Her contractions and abdomen ripping pushes went to waste.

“I’m so sorry baby…” Ami slurred. Her hips grinded, feeling the wonderful size of the fetus she had gestated. The thought of this child being any bigger drove her wild. “You’re making me feel so good.” The head of the vibrator was glued to her clit, it even touched the baby’s body as she redied herself for the torso to exit her a final time.

“I'm a sick bitch, I'm sick, I’m… So… SICK!!!” She pushed while riding the baby’s body gently back into her. As she felt her orgasm build from deep within her hormonal body Ami lifted her hips, feeling her pussy finally yield to childbirth.

Her pussy twitched around the baby’s body as more and more of its body appeared from her. In the intensity, an elbow popped free, then, a wrist. 

“Unnnnnggghhh!!! Hoooo!!” She pushed and another arm fell free from her breech birth. Thick fluids oozing down her daughter's body.

“S-shit… I’m gonna cum… The head, holy fUCK THE HEAD!!”She announced with hysterical giggles. 

“I’m gonna cum giving birth!” She stared at her baby’s dangling body where she stared at her phone camera. She imagined her phone to be the watching eyes of somebody equally as excited to watch her erotic birth.

“Cum for me…! Cum with my baby!” She begged the camera as her hips gyrated for the final contraction. Ami felt the characteristic bind of her womb. She was grinding against the vibrator, grunting for her climax.

“Nnnggh-! Nnngghh-!! OooOOOHHH!!!!!!”Ami’s vocal chords shrilled into a scream that filled the acoustic walls of the porn studio as the combination of her child birth and the vibrator brought her to toe curling elation.

Her hips recoiled like a shotgun blast as the breech head violently ejected from her tight pussy. The rest of the body slapped against the floor with a wet collision. Immediately, the room filled with the healthy wails of Ami’s baby girl. 

She looked down at her appropriately deflated stomach until she was sure there was no surprise triplet waiting for her. And with two infants in hand she stopped the recording. 

With the footage on her phone she wondered if maybe, just maybe this video would become larger than the footage that Director Tonaka had captured of her. 

“There was only one way to tell.” She thought to herself as she smiled down at her phone. In just a moment, the footage of Ami giving birth was released, free for the entire world to see.