#brt

[secretblogofdog]

I pull out of you with a satisfied grin, feeling you already swell up by the passing second. You'll have my baby breaking you any second now, and it'll be delicious to watch you as you birth right here in front of me. "I hope you're ready, darling, this is going to hurt."

(As a general warning, reminder that this is a long and painful birth. If discussions of distress during birth trigger you, maybe skip this one <3)

Labor starts one hour after these potions kick in, so I barely get any rest at all. I wake to a deeply uncomfortable aching in my stomach, and look down to see my belly an angry red with stretch marks. My chest, flattened out by surgery, has grown again slightly, tips leaky with milk. The baby is big and it's in just the right spot to stretch me the most. I groan slightly and look around for you, and not seeing you immediately, try to sit up.

And that's when the first contraction hits. I scream, the force of my body ramming my baby into my unprepared cervix sending shocks up my spine for minutes afterward. Gestation may have only taken an hour, but labor? I have no idea how long I'll be here. And judging by the pain, it's going to be some time.

I can feel the tension wrap around my abdomen with each contraction, my eyes wide. "No, no, nonononoNNNNNH--" I wail, praying that my body listens and stops pushing, I'm not ready. I try to stick my fingers inside to check and cringe, my cervix already sensitive.

Hours later, I'm still in the throes of the first stage. I'm cold with old sweat and my face is soaked in tears and snot. My throat is hoarse from crying, and I haven't yet been fully able to peel off the clothes I foolishly tried to put on twenty minutes in. Like I was going to make it to the hospital.

Finally, I begin to feel the baby drop into my canal. "S--ss-sstretching me, oh, god," I whimper, voice half gone. "Full, full, too much, too much--" my voice cracks and I choke back a sob, dedicating my energy to pushing. The contraction fades and I go nearly limp for a moment before pushing out of turn, trying so desperately for this to all be over. "Stop it, stop it, please, please just get out of me," I plead with my little one, white-knuckling the counter as I bear down again. With each completed contraction, I feel the baby slide backwards, and this marathon birthing only drags on.

I saw the sun set before I had that potion. It's now midday and I'm not even bulging yet. My legs have gone numb with the tension as I try fruitlessly to push more. I don't dare try to press on my stomach with my hands--I don't want to hurt the baby, even as its progress is tearing me apart--but I feel like I'm losing this battle.

Finally, blissfully, I feel my vulva start to stretch as the baby's head flattens my G-spot. I buck my hips in exhausted bliss, happy for the stimulation, if only for a moment. It took long enough to get this baby past my pelvis, and now I have to get it out of my cunt. I bend over, grip the towel I somehow managed to grab yesterday, and push for everything I have. My labia part as the head becomes visible for a moment, then it slips back in. I wail and try again. There it is. And it's gone. And there it is. And it's gone. There it iIIIIIIS--

I scream again as the weight of the baby hits my reddened vulva and stretches it out obscenely, two, three, four, five, seven inches out from its resting place. I shiver and reach down to feel it. "H-hi," I breathe, before pushing again. Nothing. My labia is almost white, the force and the stretch pushing all the blood out of it. "Stop, stop, please, just get out, just--just get--" I sob and push fruitlessly, the burning sensation becoming almost all I can feel.

At this point, I'm starting to get worried for the baby's safety. It's two hours past sunset again, and my water hasn't even broken by this point. I reach down to feel the sac, my vulva still engorged with the crown, and resolve myself. I'm either going to get this baby out now or it's going to be all over.

So I squat on shaky, unforgiving legs, grip the counter, and push. I tense my whole body, from shoulders to chest to belly and try to squeeze this child, your child, this huge, massive, painful, beautiful creature out, it's coming out, it's comi

(CW: upcoming mention of prolapse. The baby and I are fine, if you want to stop here :>)

You find me passed out on the floor, clammy, exhausted beyond belief, with my cunt turned inside out and twitching slightly, an angry, painful red, with your precious baby suckling at my meager chest without a care in the world.

Somewhere in my nearly-dreamless sleep, I think about doing it all again.

[yoooko-o]

26/02/2024 part1

JR久留米駅

ガラガラでした♪

久大本線の駅を通過して…

1年ぶりの夜明駅で下車しました🌅

何かい聞いても名前の響きが良いと思うのは私だけでは無いはずです！ちょうど、敷地内は日田市の委託を受けた業者の方が駅の整備をしていました。

平成29年7月 九州北部豪雨により被災した日田彦山線 添田駅～夜明・日田駅間が2023年8月からBRT(バス高速輸送システム)で運行が始まりました。

※私の今回の旅の目的はこのBRT乗車です🚌

[pencilbrony]

Speedbus

[glass-garden]

Absolutely screaming and shidding and farding at the lowly toad servants bowing to Rabbi Bowser Haman in the Purim chapter of the webcomic my girlfriend @starfish-comics has created. I advised the writing of the spiel and some other Jewish-holiday-specific stuff. Brings me back to the Star Wars spiel my shul did 4 years ago. Except no one curses like the Heller family. If you are also sorely missing Purim stories this year (and every year) in media, u should definitely read it on tapas (p.s. this is chapter 10!) or on the website !! That is all, Chag Sameach!

[afrotumble]

[the-city-in-mind]

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The TransMilenio BRT system in Bogotá, Colombia runs 12 dedicated routes over 71 miles, using high-floor buses boarded at metro-like stations, and serves over 1.8 million passengers a day - more than Chicago and LA combined.

[bee-s-corner]

I am 4 days late, but I am here alas. For the best girls' birthday, I drew Helen.

I hope you like this @nutaella-kookie, the OC owner.

Best girl: 𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒏 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏

[recursive360]

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[clarion-project]

TransMilenio BOG01 Bus rapid transit network - Bogotá, D.C. Full-routes diagram (Unofficial) / Source info: transmilenio.gov.co May 2022 Bigger pic: https://imagizer.imageshack.com/img923/3991/tkE2BV.png

[sfmuniphotos]

A 49-Van Ness/Mission bus traveling on the Van Ness Avenue dedicated busway.

[secretblogofdog]

I snicker and sit down on the bed, watching you and reaching out a hand towards your small bump that seems to be steadily growing. "No painful one this time, I promise, I do like watching you squirm...but I love your moans more." I hum. "You'll be big, darling, but I know you'll be able to handle it."

I pant, feeling the growth rub against my cervix. The baby's growing from low in my womb, and every little movement by the growing fetus sends shivers up my spine. "Feels so good. It feels so good, Rosie," I pant, reaching down to my clit and rubbing feverishly. The baby won't be here for a while, but if it's not going to hurt, then why not get a few orgasms in before the party starts?

By the time my fourth orgasm passes over me, my belly has swollen up the sheets enough that I can no longer see over it. I'm still achingly horny, watching my stomach grow and hang heavy in my hips. "Jesus...jesus christ, that feels good." I'm almost immobile in bed, trapped under the growing weight of this kid. Nine? Ten? Twelve? Fifteen pounds? I can't even tell, but my g-spot is being squashed flat, and my body seems to have no shortage of dopamine. I squirm and whimper as the first contractions send waves of pleasure up my spine, cervix fluttering and beginning to open up. "So-sorry for the mess," I breathe, trying and failing to reach my clit again. I draw up my knees and lean up a bit on the bed, hoping to let gravity help a bit more. Secretly, I don't want to. I want this birth to take its time so I can experience every orgasmic second of it.

When my water breaks and soaks the sheets, I manage to toss the blankets off my belly and resist the urge to push. Please stay in there, baby. Please keep growing forever. But no, that's not what we're here for. That's not why you gave me that potion. So I have to obey my body's overwhelming urge to PUSH!

As the baby slides out of my cervix, my voice becomes an addled river of joy, pleasure, and self-evident observations. "Oh, the head, oh, it's stretching me out! Stretching my cuUUUUNT--" I push again, feeling my birth canal stretch wide to accommodate the massive head. "Not ready, baby, baby, please, pleaaaase--" My body pushes again and the head slides close enough that my labia stays open. I'm rocking hard into my stomach, hoping that the still-bulging mass is enough to keep me stimulated. "Getting--getting there, baby, stay, stay right there, you feel so goo-OOOD, oh GOD!" I cry out as the next push cements the head directly on my G-spot, trapping me in a steady stream of stimulation. I shudder violently on the bed, hands moving anywhere they can to increase the feeling--my breasts, my belly, anything, anywhere, I need more, more, MORE--

The next push puts my baby at a crown, and I come hard, whiting out as the baby slides out the rest of the way. With your help, it finds its way to my chest as I slowly return to consciousness, the infant feeding from me. "Hello, baby. I wish you could have stayed," I murmur, the bliss lasting for hours after.

[yoooko-o]

26/02/2024 part5

宝珠山から彦山までのBRT専用道路の移動もここまで一般道路で添田駅に向かいます。

[its-lovelyhappycollection]

BTR/ HP

Kendall: slytherin

James: gryffindor

Carlos: hufflepuff

Logan: ravenclaw

The boys attended hogwarts at the same time as Harry, they are often seen as the weirdos of the school as they are all from diffrent houses and always hang out with each other, but rarely with people from their own house. If two of them share a class together, then they always sit next to each other.

They found the room of requirement in their 1st year, after they got detention for 'rough housing' when they were actually playing hockey. So the ROR revealed itself to them and had a giant rice rink, Logan eventually figured out what the room was.

They cause mischief with Fred and George, who eventually decide that not all slytherins are bad.

[emanantfingerboards]

@filmerhands New Setup! 🏙️ #Fingerboard #fbsetup #fbcomplete #brt #blackriver #flatface #emanant #fbs https://www.instagram.com/p/Co73u87P9FV/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[theeboyracer]

Some old things/places I haven’t seen in a while and a few things I’ve never seen. Look at that beautiful bus rapid transit.

[jiggadphotography]

Jouvert - #BrtWeekendAtlanticCity2022

A Few Images From @Brtweekend Jouvert 2022 #jiggadmedia #jiggadmediabrt #brtweeekendatlanticcity2022 #brtweekend2022