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Through the Ring of Fire:

It began as a deep ache in her lower belly, slow and pulsing, almost easy to ignore. Then another wave came, stronger, enough to make her stop mid-step and grab the edge of the counter. Amara stood in the kitchen barefoot, cradling her overdue stomach with both hands, trying to breathe through it. The air in the house was heavy with the pressure of the storm outside. Something in her body had shifted. She knew before the next pain came—this wasn’t a drill, this wasn’t practice. This was it.

She had been planning to go to the hospital. She wanted to. But the storm had knocked out power and cell service hours earlier. Her phone showed “No Signal” in the corner and hadn’t budged since morning. She tried over and over again, pacing the room, gripping her belly, breath shortening with each attempt. Nothing. No bars, no backup Wi-Fi, not even enough to send a single text. The roads were flooded, the farmhouse stranded. Her only choice was to wait and hope the contractions didn’t turn into anything more.

But when the next one hit, twisting her spine and ripping through her belly with raw force, she dropped to the ground gasping.

She gathered towels, blankets, anything remotely clean. She threw every pillow onto the wooden floor and sank down onto them. The contractions were coming faster now, sharper, giving her no time to think. Her hands shook. Her hair clung to her damp forehead. Then came the gush, hot and unmistakable, soaking her pants and forming a puddle beneath her. Her water had broken.

She was in labor.

Alone.

She stripped off her soaked clothes, breath hitching as another contraction crashed through her. Her vision blurred with pain. She lowered herself onto the makeshift bedding, flat on her back, legs spread, body trembling. Her fingers curled into the blankets beneath her as the waves kept coming. Her cries filled the room, raw and broken. She braced her feet, legs falling open wider with every push her body demanded.

Hours passed. She didn’t know how many. The storm outside never stopped. The wind lashed the walls and windows while her body waged its own internal war. Her swollen belly pulsed and tightened. Her thighs quivered. Her voice was hoarse from moaning through every bolt of pain that surged deep and low. Sweat pooled under her. Her skin was slick. Her hips bucked with the force of each contraction. She was exhausted. Fading.

Then something shifted.

The baby was moving down.

She felt it in her spine first, then deep within, a pressure that was crushing. Her body locked up with intensity that stole the breath from her lungs. Her hands gripped the backs of her thighs and she pulled, dragging her knees toward her chest as her back arched from the floor. Her mouth dropped open in a scream that vibrated in her ribs.

She pushed, crying out, digging her heels into the floor. Her belly tightened and her body obeyed, bearing down harder than she thought possible. It didn’t matter what she wanted anymore, it was happening.

The head didn’t come easily. She pushed and it moved forward, then slipped back, again and again. Each time the pressure built worse than before. The burning started as a whisper, then exploded into something cruel and raw. She shook her head, gasping, not ready for what came next.

Oh my god, it’s burning.

Her voice cracked and she reached down. Her fingers touched the swollen ring of her own skin, stretched wide around the baby’s head. It was real, it was happening, and it hurt worse than anything she’d imagined. Her lips parted in a sob. The pressure was constant now, unrelenting, and she couldn’t stop pushing. Her thighs shook uncontrollably as her pelvis spread wider than it ever had.

Then a new pain, sharp and tearing, ripped through her. She screamed louder as her body gave way. Her skin tore. Blood slicked the floor beneath her. But the baby still wasn’t out.

She pushed again, arching her back, and the head edged forward more. Her body trembled. The burning stayed. The pain throbbed. Her voice cracked into a cry that dissolved into shaking breaths. Her hands clutched her legs. Her whole body shook.

It felt like forever. Every inch the baby moved was bought with more screaming, more pressure, more tearing. She was soaked in sweat, muscles locking up, vision fading at the edges. But she didn’t stop. She couldn’t.

Finally the head slipped free in a rush of warmth and release. She collapsed, gasping for air, chest heaving. Her tears came instantly. But something was still wrong. The pressure hadn’t gone.

She tried to push again. Nothing.

The baby was stuck.

The shoulders weren’t coming.

She grabbed her thighs again and pulled hard, bearing down until her face turned red and her lungs ached. Nothing changed. Panic swelled in her throat. She reached between her legs, fingers slippery, and gently turned the baby’s head, adjusting the angle.

She screamed again and pushed with everything she had. Her torn body throbbed beneath her. She was dizzy from the pain. But then, something shifted.

There was a pop, deep and subtle.

She pushed one last time, a scream tearing from her lungs, and the baby slid out into her hands.

The room was quiet for a moment, then the baby cried, and so did she. She pulled the newborn to her chest, trembling all over, arms locking around the tiny body. She was soaked in blood and fluid. Her legs were still shaking. Her muscles were twitching with exhaustion. But she held her baby, held him against her skin.

She cried harder than she ever had. Her body broken, her voice gone, her soul cracked wide open. She curled around the baby, burying him in her arms, whispering into the stillness.

“I did it,” she said, over and over again. “I did it.”

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another fun birth ask!

some more fun ask questions to share and ask around🥰

what noises would you want to make while in labor/pushing?

would you want a mirror while pushing?

would you want to keep your hand between your legs while pushing?

how long would you want to feel the head continue to slip out and back in?

how would you want to feel pleasure while pushing? (clit stim, nipple stim, fingering, etc.)

would you push hard or give little pushes?

do want someone to hold your legs back?

would you want to have a large bulge while crowning or a teardrop stretch?

would you want to experience the shoulders getting stuck?

would you want to be fingered/stretched around the head as you push by someone?

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Birth fetish questions

Let’s talk about birth. Give me some numbers & I’ll answer the questions.

1. How long would you want to push for?

2. What position? Laying on back, squatting, sitting, on your side, on all fours, standing.

3. Naked or clothed?

4. Meds? & How big of a baby?

5. Where would you want to give birth? Home, hospital, birth center, publicly, at work.

6. Would you prefer to be alone or assisted?

7. Would you want a breech birth?

8. Do you want your water to break naturally or have someone break it for you?

9. Would you want to give birth to multiple babies?

10. How many would you like to give birth to at once?

11. Would you like a silent birth or coached?

12. Early, overdue or induced?

13. Would you want labor to come on suddenly or try to get labor started?

14. Would you want to give birth to anything other than a baby? Eggs, alien, animal?

15. What type of delivery? Forceps, vacuum, stirrups, water birth, birthing chair/stool, squat bar.

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Ask me anything!

Birth fetish questions

Let’s talk about birth. Give me some numbers & I’ll answer the questions.

1. How long would you want to push for?

2. What position? Laying on back, squatting, sitting, on your side, on all fours, standing.

3. Naked or clothed?

4. Meds? & How big of a baby?

5. Where would you want to give birth? Home, hospital, birth center, publicly, at work.

6. Would you prefer to be alone or assisted?

7. Would you want a breech birth?

8. Do you want your water to break naturally or have someone break it for you?

9. Would you want to give birth to multiple babies?

10. How many would you like to give birth to at once?

11. Would you like a silent birth or coached?

12. Early, overdue or induced?

13. Would you want labor to come on suddenly or try to get labor started?

14. Would you want to give birth to anything other than a baby? Eggs, alien, animal?

15. What type of delivery? Forceps, vacuum, stirrups, water birth, birthing chair/stool, squat bar.

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