#overdue pregnancy

[alkali1]

Fantasy Maternity Ward

It had been a relatively quiet day at the maternity ward, but all of Dr. Ixia's hope of going home on time vanished when she heard the anguished screams of the petite elven woman being carried into the delivery room by her hulking orc husband. Half-orc deliveries were almost always a drawn-out, tortuous affair, and with the three-year length of elven pregnancies, the mother would surely need a lot of time and assistance to squeeze out the 60-70 pound toddler currently cramming its way through her overdilated cervix.

The nurse briefed the goblin OBGYN on the patient's status: "She's carrying a singleton, half-orc 163 weeks pregnant, and nearly fully dilated." The doctor's eyes widened at hearing how long the pregnancy had been. Elves usually couldn't handle bearing interspecies babies the full three years, but this woman had gone severely overdue. She shuddered thinking about the sheer size of the baby, and whether her body could even stretch enough to accommodate it.

The patient was helped into the birthing bed, her feet strapped up into the stirrups. Her breasts, sagging low with milk, were pushed up into her face by the enormity of her womb, which dominated the rest of her body. From Ixia's low angle it looked like it could be the size of the rest of her combined. The elf's straining, barrel-sized belly shifted back and forth as the strong, overdeveloped child confined within writhed, desperate to be born.

The doctor reached into the patient's swollen pussy to examine her cervix. She found her to be fully dilated, with the baby's watermelon-sized and colored head battering against the elf's hopelessly tiny pelvic inlet with each desperate push.

"Huff...huff...stuUUUUUUUUUCK!" was all the poor elf could say as another contraction made her strain desperately to squeeze the colossal head through her unyielding hips. "We're going to give you a little something to help you stretch", said Dr. Ixia, loading up a syringe with a clear potion.

Ixia made three careful injections into the ligaments holding her pelvis together, one in the front and one on either side of her delicate tailbone. She wrenched the strirrups back, bringing the elven woman's feet almost parallel to her head. The patient let out a desperate scream as she reacted to the burning sensation of her pelvic ligaments stretching like taffy.

With her hips finally widened enough for her pushes to slowly start squeezing the overdue toddler downwards, the patient writhed underneath the suffocating boulder of her belly, clinging desperately to her orc husband's burly arm. Each push brought a few agonizingly slow millimeters of progress, and with it an unimaginable searing pain that made her scream and wail that her hips would split. Though this was one of the most disproportionate births she'd attended, it was nothing the veteran doctor hadn't seen before. Ixia squirted some lubricating oil into the now bulging cunt of her patient, working it in around the brow of the child to hopefully ease its passage somewhat.

After a few hours the head was just barely starting to approach the elf's bulging lips. With a sliver of green skin visible, each push made her swollen flower distend just a bit more, until it formed a sickening bulge several inches wide. Her perineum was pulled so tight that it dragged her anus open with into a teardrop shape.

Ixia sighed, realizing that the elf's hole was just too small and tight to stretch around the colossal toddler head. She gently ran her fingers around the taut rim, testing its pliability and trying to stretch it around a little more of the huge skull. There was just no way it was going to fit without splitting the poor elf wide open.

"Ready the traction forceps," Ixia said to her assistant. As the device was being assembled, she rubbed a sticky potion into the elf's vaginal lips and perineum. "This will help you stretch wide enough to deliver." she explained.

With the ointment taking effect Ixia was just barely able to wiggle the curved metal faces of the forceps into the patient's birth canal and secure them into place around either side of the head. She locked them together and hooked the apparatus up to a chain, then turned a crank to create constant pressure against her patient's stubborn cunt.

"IT'S RIPPING MEeeeeeee!" screams the poor elf, struggling to stay calm with the burning sensation in her overstretched cunt suddenly multiplying tenfold. "Calm down, you're not tearing. Just breathe and push when you feel a contraction." Privately, Ixia had her doubts. The doctor prided herself on rarely having to cut her patients, but the sheer size of the grossly overdeveloped half-breed could easily prove too large for the extra capacity provided by the stretching ointment.

Over the next three hours the elf's grotesquely stretched pussy gradually stretched around the baby's boulder-like, fused skull. The doctor periodically ratcheted up the tension, and reapplied more ointment to the patient's vulva and perineum. But just before it reached its widest point, it stopped progressing.

The red-faced elf gasped as Ixia explained that the shoulders had become stuck on her tailbone. "Brace yourself, this will be quite uncomfortable." said the doctor as she pulled on an elbow-length surgical glove.

Ixia carefully squeezed her hand into the gaping maw of the elf's rectum. She faced severe resistance from the stretching and squeezing being exerted on the hole by the massive obstruction lodged in the birth canal. Every square inch of space in the moaning patient's pelvic cavity seemed to be taken up by the baby, but finally the doctor was able to get some leverage on the shoulders.

With the next push she attempted to rotate the anterior shoulder, but it wouldn't budge. It was completely wedged against the unusually prominent bone. With a sickening pop, the fragile spur gave way. Ixia quickly withdrew her arm from the patient and provided counterpressure as the unstuck baby surged forward.

"Try to pant through the urge to push. If it comes too quickly you're going to tear yourself badly." But the agonized elven woman was far too deep into the throes of labor to resist her body's desperate signals. With the next contraction the head finally popped free from her gaping cunt with a gush of fluid. Ixia disengaged the forceps and gently guided the shoulders and torso out. With one more quick push the gigantic toddler fully emerged from the elf's blown-out birthing hole.

Ixia needed help from her assistant to lift the child onto the mother's chest. As the new parents cooed over their firstborn and the nurses cleaned him up and did their examinations, she supervised the delivery of the placenta and stitched up the shockingly minor tears in the elf's loose, swollen-purple hole.

"76 pounds 15 ounces!" announced one of the nurses after weighing the chubby newborn boy. "One of the largest I've ever delivered" thought Ixia to herself. With the ordeal largely over, the doctor advised the patient to stay on bedrest for at least six weeks while her tailbone healed and alchemically stretched body parts slowly returned to normal. Finally, hours after she expected, she could go home.

[thefullwomb]

Gabby had been overjoyed when she found out she was pregnant. Overjoyed and worried. Her family had a long history of premature births with health complication. She wanted her baby to be born big, healthy and strong. She sought out doctors who could help her. When she had been pregnant for four months she met a doctor with an experimental treatment that he promised would prevent her baby from coming early. She agreed to the treatment and it worked... in a way. It didn't just prevent her from giving birth early, it prevented her from giving birth at all. A year passed and she hadn't had so much as a tiny contraction. She wasn't complaining though. She loved being pregnant. She was constantly glowing and her round, ever swelling belly felt sexy. She hoped the baby would never come. She wanted to be pregnant forever.

[breedingprincessjackie]

Imagine your new wife had been pregnant for years and then you knock up her daughter inside.

Imagine your new wife had been pregnant for years and then you knock up her daughter inside.

She is years overdue with no end in sight. Obviously, it had been the first thing you noticed about her. She was smart, beautiful of course, funny and very very pregnant.

Pregnant for years and years was not something many could say they experienced. You didn't know what to think at first, but accepted it as another wonderful aspect of the woman you wanted to marry.

You always liked the look of pregnant women anyhow and your wife stood as a monument to fertility with impossibly large breasts and belly.

She said it felt like a tight and constant pressure heavily hangs off her torso, like a band ready to snap. You kept up at the gym just to keep lifting her belly. You didn't mind.

Her hips eventually settle from agonizing at first, into a now wide and with a steady ache, but still they bear the weight of her womb. After the 16th year, not being able to reach her arms across her belly stopped being much of an obstacle. She got used to the weight. She got used to not seeing her feet or legs. With twenty years going by and no sign of labor, her unborn baby grew comfortable in her womb with no real desire to come out.

She enjoyed pregnancy and feared going under the knife for a cesarean.

It was ultimately her decision. Even when her husband, the father of their unborn daughter, tragically passed. Her daughter gave her the strength to keep going.

You found her burden admirable.

Her daughter went through what should've been her 1st birthday all the way to her 20th without being born. Even while stubbornly remaining in the safe and warm womb, her mother didn't love her any less. She just tried to cope with the lot in life they had been given.

It was during this time she met you.

You are her new husband and loved every bit of her.

You hold her massive belly in both arms as much as you can. You press your face against the mound of flesh as you thrust feverishly into her soaked pussy. It's the deepest she's ever had. She pleads and screams, begs for mercy, but you can't offer her any. Your mouth struggling to latch onto her giant milky tit helps soothe her. She begs for more. Her pussy had been empty for too long.

You warned her his cock was quite big, but still you wanted to wait until you were married before having sex.

You kissed of course. She felt the massive pole tenting your jeans, poking her pregnant belly, begging to be let out. But she never let you inside her, not until now.

The bed squeaks ominously but you can't be bothered. She struggles to breathe under the weight of her own womb but her legs keep you inside her. Her pussy tightens around you and refuses to let go. Her monsterous belly took over her entire body with her grown daughter making her skin jiggle and stretch with each movement.

Your wife bucks her hips and moans. There's little she can do trapped underneath her womb but accept your cock and plead for more.

"It's so deep! Oh god, yes, yes, pleaseeeee. OHHHH, GOD Be gentle. Please, be gentle for the baby! Ohhh it's too good. I can't get enough. Don't stop, please, keep going! Fuck me, please!"

You thrusts inside her, lifting her legs as high as they can go, holding onto her impossibly large womb for balance. It doesn't seem like you can go any deeper, until you do.

Your cock goes deeper than you've ever been and it feels glorious.

"Ah,ah ah yes yes please yessssss fuck I'm gonna fill your pussy so goooood!"

The pleasure over takes and you can think of nothing but filling the woman beneath you with your seed.

She screams. It's too much. Sensations of pain and pleasure send goosebumps down her body. It only makes you thrust faster. All she can do is shake and wail as you pounds her pussy deep and hard.

"It got tighter!" You moans and sucks hard onto her milky teet. "OH God, aghh it's so tight! I'm so deep. It's so warmmmmm. Yes, yesssss, that's it, so goooood! Yesssss, take my cock, fucking take it!"

You fucked her deeper and deeper. You didnt think it was possible to open up the cervix with just your cock. Slapping your balls against her ass with each thrust. You think you could cum at any moment. It's warm, tight, and perfect.

Your wife is too engrossed in her own pleasure to notice. But you feel it. You feel your cock getting even warmer than before. You slide into a wet pussy that grips you even tighter than your wife. It feels like your cock is melting, choking your cock, and you want more. You see grasping hands press the skin from inside your wife's womb. Her daughter is kicking wildly and it only makes you grow harder. You know even if you're wife doesn't.

You didn't think much of your stepdaughter. You greeted her politely like any good man would, but it's not like you could take her to an amusement park or anything.

"I'M IN YOUR WOMB! Ughhh, yessss, FUCK ITS SO GOOD! I'M CLOSE, I'M SO CLOSE!"

Maybe she thinks it's just dirty talk. You didn't consider it at the time. The only thought you had was filling up the tight warmth suffocating your cock with cum.

Your wife cries, "OH, OH GODDD FUCK ME DEEP, CUM IN ME PLEASEEE!! Don't stop, don't sstop, pleaseeee!"

You could barely see it. Maybe it was your imagination. Your wife's daughter is shaking her thick ass, it's barely visible beneath her belly. Your step daughter bounces as well as she can in her cramped womb to take as much of your cock inside her as she can. She's desperate and ravenous for it.

Your hips shudder and you groan, slamming your cock in as much as you can. Her tight pussy grips you tighter. You cum shaking with pleasure as your cock sprays everything you have and then some.

"Urghh, OH OH, I'M CUMMING! DARLING, I'M CUMMING!"

Your wife sprays her own pleasure and it drips down your balls. His tits weep milk and you lick and suckle until the stimulation is too much for her. She's an impossibly fertile beauty.

It's still not enough.

You love your wife, but still. Something made you curious that day.

When your wife slept, you sucked on the reddened strained navel atop her belly and thrust inside her. A deep sleeper, she was none the wiser. Your cock slides in like it was meant to.

If you press your ear to her belly. You think you can barely hear our stepdaughter moan and wail as your cock enters her. When you cum inside her, her entire body shakes, making her mother rub her belly unconsciously to soothe her. You kiss our wife to assure her everything was all right. She'd have her own fill of cum in her mouth come morning.

You think there's no issue. No one needs to know. That's what you think for a while at least until her belly starts growing.

After her daughter's first growth spurts and then again after puberty, her growth slowed. That was how it had been for a while. Your wife didn't know what to think when her belly starts getting bigger again. You don't mind.

Her usually content daughter kicks more, harshly, her long legs pulling her mother's skin more taut and further than she should. Your wife has questions, but you don't think there's any reason for concern.

Your stepdaughter is most active during sex. You love your wife and her sexual appetite grows as her belly does.

As you pump your cock into your wife, her daughter writhes and wiggles making her stomach shake. Your wife struggles to cope with the movement, one leg in the air, as you fuck her from behind. On her side was easier on her with the weight of her womb off her. Through the skin, you can see his stepdaughter arched ass begging for cock. You're more than happy to oblige.

You never thought anything would happen.

They both never expected it would happen. Not until the contractions start. Reality doesn't set in until his wife's water breaks, flooding their room with fluid.

She's so huge. It makes sense at some point she'd burst.

"Ah, ah ah I'm gonna give birth. Oh darling, It's happening, I'm in labor. Haaghh haaahhhhh Oh God, my baby's gonna come out!"

Anyone would panic a little in her state. Her due date came and went long ago.

Her legs don't touch the floor anymore. She's just too big. Huge, her body stretched to the limit, and still getting bigger. She doesn't fully realize what's happened until her daughter is struggling to be born. Your wife wails and screams with each slow movement as her adult child forces herself down her birth canal. She realizes what happened then and there.

"YOU GOT MY DAUGHTER PREGNANT! INSIDE ME!"

You think she can manage it. Her swollen pussy is stretching more than you can imagine but you can already see the head before you know it. Your stepdaughters own breasts, heavy and full with milk, slip through my swollen and stretched pussy easily enough. Then her belly comes.

"I can't stretch anymore! I'm gonna break! Too big, too big, too bigggg please help me I can't do it. I can't, I CAN'T. Uhhhh God please!"

You're wife's legs, splayed open with by her own monsterous womb, kicks, writhed, and bucks her hips in desperation. She shouldn't be able to birth her grown daughter but just like her womb did before, her pussy adapts. She stretches as far as she can go, her soaked pussy lips pull back, she screams as against all odds her daughter is finally born.

When the crest of her daughters swollen womb slides against her clit, cum spurts out from her pussy. The squirt sprays over you. Your cum makes both their womb's shiny and sticky.

"ITS COMING OUT! I'm giving birth! AHHHHAA OHHHH IT'S COMING OUT!!!"

She's the spitting image of her mother. Same hair, same eyes and a tight sphere of a pregnant belly that held high long after it should've dropped.

Looking at both women sweaty panting, you knew then and there you'd keep them massive for as long as you were able.

You wanted to be both a good husband and step-father, and that means keeping your new family happy and growing.

[dyl-the-pregoologist]

Look at the babies move in there beauty, strong, big and healthy don’t ya think? Maybe they’re running out of space.

Your husband was right about letting someone else get you pregnant, doubt he could give you twins like these two, so active and strong, soon to come out…it was a good baby shower gift from him to give us a weekend in a hotel, so we could keep fucking while he prepared everything.

Ya know? If you two ever want to expand the family with my strong genes, I’ll be glad to help~ I’d love to give a lucky someone triplets 💜

Come on, let’s fuck again, till I make you go into labor

[filled-babyboy]

Thinking about you giving me a massage as an apology for the pain I'm going through with being so overdue with your triplets. My whole body is aching, my lower back, hips and thighs but most importantly my over packed belly. It sits gravid and low on my small frame, my pelvis feeling like it may break apart if I won't give birth soon. Your babies big and lively squirming inside, skin stretched impossibly tight over them.

Laying on my back is torture but your hands on me feel too good to complain. I feel my muscles relaxing under your touch, gasp as your fingers dig into them, trying to loosen them up. You take your time, soaking my sensitive skin in oil, praising me for how good I'm doing, still carrying your offspring inside of me.

It feels so good but you don't touch me where I need it the most, leaving me frustrated and turning me so needy I can't hold myself back from asking for it, even though I'm so embarrassed to do so.

Please Daddy, can you massage my belly too? Please, feels so sore, hurts ...

The smirk on your face tells me you've wanted me to beg for it. You love it when my cheeks blush, my voice gets small and whiny. Today you decide not to drag it out, you just shush me with fake pity and place your hands on my belly. Finally. Your big hands look almost small on the wide surface but they feel so fucking good on it.

You take your time, switching from wide motions with your palms to rubbing your fingers right over the parts that you know will make me groan and whimper. You brush over my flat navel every now and then, chuckling at the breathy moans that leave my mouth.

The babies kick relentlessly, bulging out the taut skin even more. They know their Daddy is taking care of them and so do I.

[cts-ryu-writing-desk]

Melissa is Overdue

This was a little piece I thought up on a whim. A Pregnancy that went well overdue. Anyway this was pretty fun to work on.

Enjoy!

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Melissa was just an average woman living in a small town. One day in the fall, she discovered that she was pregnant. Melissa at first was rather reluctant to discover this, as she was now all alone. Of course, it would happen after her boyfriend left her with his blonde whore of a waitress from the local diner. She was heavily contemplating aborting the baby. But eventually changed her mind. The reason she never divulged to anyone.

Melissa was already a rather plump lady to begin with and as the pregnancy progressed she wasn’t exactly overjoyed about it. She was hoping for more of the easy-to-manage symptoms with her pregnancy, like tiredness, and some morning sickness.

What she learned is that it is more of a roulette wheel, and what she got was a sensitivity to smells, wild and erratic mood swings, and incredibly tender breasts. At least when she discovered she was having a baby boy. If she was going to have one at least she wanted it to be “easy” as she’d put it. 

Weeks turned to months, and Melissa's baby grew bigger and bigger. Her plump tum rounded out into a fully-fledged baby bump by the time she reached six months. As her pregnancy developed into more of the later stages she talked with her doctor about her plan. “I want a water birth, I’ve already been in talks with a few different midwives,” she told her nurse

“I can see you’ve set your sights on it,” the nurse replied

“I have,” She told her doctor confidently

One thing that she absolutely did not want was to be cut open in any regard. She knew tearing might happen and resigned herself to that. But did not want to be cut open surgically if she didn’t need to. Something she voiced with extreme prejudice to her doctor, Gregory Lipshcitz, many times over several appointments.

“I just wanna make sure that you have a backup plan should something go wrong.”

“I know and nothing will go wrong, 'cause I already have it all planned out,” she told him

She was getting closer to her due date, July Second. Melissa was already a few weeks away. As she ran through everything she had planned out meticulously every detail from when she expected to start feeling her contractions to the hour she expected her baby to be born. She wanted everything to fall into place according to her own time and her convenience. But as July Second came and went, the baby didn’t so much as attempt to arrive.

“Sometimes babies come when they’re ready,” her closest friend told her

“Bullshit,” she replied “They can come when I’m ready for them”

A trip to her doctor would confirm this fact. However, he was out of town. And the stand-in, Doctor Edward Thompson, did not feel the same as she did. “You only missed it by a day and the little guy seems fine and healthy so, I don’t feel there is a need to induce your labor right now.”

‘I can think of several,” She pointed out to him, partially annoyed that her plans were ruined.

“Well we can agree to disagree,” Dr. Thompson told her, “I’m sure he’ll come out when you least expect it,” he told her wishing her well as she left the hospital

Melissa drove home with her bump nearly against the steering wheel. She started to look into ways to naturally induce her labor. She tried them all. She tried exercise, according to one study she saw a two-and-a-half-mile walk every day or a thirty-minute workout could help pop her. But nothing came of it except a daily fatigue halfway through the day. She ate a bowl of dates every day hearing that they could induce labor. Again there was nothing. 

The last thing she tried was sex. With no real boyfriend to fuck her rather regularly she took to having one of her friends dick her down nice and hard. But that too didn’t induce labor, even after getting fucked several times a day all she got was more frustration from the fact that he was less than reciprocating to her own needs. It had now been two whole weeks and she hadn’t even felt so much as a contraction.

Now at her doctor at forty-two weeks, huge and overdue she wanted to know if she could be induced now. “Despite my stubborn boy, he does need to come out eventually”

Dr. Thompson of course said he would consult with her primary doctor on this matter. With the go-ahead, they were ready to begin. While a nurse was setting up the IV line Melissa was asked, “So you haven’t felt any labor pains? No Braxton hicks? Nothing?”

“I wish I did,” she said

Not that she had pitocin coursing through her system. They waited for the telltale sign that it was doing its job. They waited the allotted forty minutes, but Melissa didn’t feel a thing. Not so much as a single cramp. Her water didn’t even break. An hour passed, but still nothing. Ultrasounds confirmed the baby was alive and healthy. “I don’t understand it,” Dr. Thompson said aloud

Objecting to use it again. They started to wade in on the idea of their next course of action. Melissa stayed in the hospital that night as they kept a close eye on her. She ended up sleeping rather soundly that night. Only really woke up to pee cause her son was using her bladder like a pillow.

Several doctors were gathered around Thompson and Lipschitz. Looking at extra copies of the ultrasound other doctors weighed in on the matter. They noted that the baby hasn’t dropped into position yet which could be the root cause. One suggests that there may be a different method of induction. All of them still neglect the fact that Melissa was over forty-two weeks pregnant, and her water didn’t break even after having pitocin in her system. Hours passed, and before she knew it another day had passed.

Melissa finally buckled and relented to her earlier point. “Fine, just give me a C-section! Let’s get this over with,” she told them.

The doctors didn’t waste any time. However, it didn’t exactly go according to plan. Bizarre and unforeseen circumstances caused a pause or a hindrance every time she was going to be wheeled in for a cesarean. An electrical fire erupted as they prepared the room for Melissa. Another surgical room had the ceiling collapse in on it. The nurses talked amongst each other about how it felt like this was an eerie coincidence.

Melissa was starting to feel it too. “Am I just gonna be cursed to be pregnant forever?”

“No,” One nurse tried to console her. 

“Then why haven’t I felt anything, any sign that this kid is gonna be coming out of me.”

Unsure how to respond. The nurse simply replied, “I’m sure that your son will be coming out any day now,”

Another week passed and she was now three weeks overdue. Walking felt rather cumbersome, and her waddle stride didn’t feel like it covered enough ground. She complained about how her son was just getting heavier and heavier.

The doctors still didn’t have an answer. The hospital was rather cautious about attempting to induce her again. The two surgical rooms they had lost were still in the clean-up phases. They absolutely did not want to risk a freak accident happening again and taking out another room.

Despite the hospital administration's growing concerns, Melissa remained determined to go for another. A different hospital. A different part of town. Only to be met with the same thing. A freak accident, this one a chemical explosion, the cause of which was still being determined.

“Oh god,” Melissa uttered upon hearing the news that her procedure was being moved to another date. “I’m gonna be fucking pregnant forever aren’t I?” she asked with a melancholy head hunched down over her massive baby belly.

Melissa felt her son moving, a little food pressing against the skin. She closed her eyes and tried to hold back her tears. Was this supposed to be a sign? Was this her baby's way of telling her that he was never going to leave her?

Several more weeks had passed and she was now sitting at a staggering fifty-two weeks. Her stubborn boy refused to budge. Not so much as a sign that the baby was coming out. He rested nice and high, not even descending. It was getting harder for Melissa to walk around and carry the weight of this pregnancy.

Sitting down for too long made her legs go numb. And lying down she found it was getting harder to stand back up. The way she waddled she was bound to knock things down more and more making trips to the store all the more challenging. She was getting embarrassed by her size. She was beginning to feel like she was under some kind of curse, a curse to carry her son in her womb forever.

One night before bed. As she lay there overburdened Resting as comfortably as she could, she started to question her baby, “Why haven’t you come out? What did I do to you? I carried you, I fed you so you’d grow, I did everything to make sure you grew healthy.” She was starting to tear up, “So why… So why won’t you come out?”

She waited. Nothing. She felt him lay there against where her hand was but not so much as an arm moved.

“What did I do wrong?” she asked

That night in her dream, she was standing there massively overdue. In her dream, she knew she had been pregnant for years. Her son just got bigger and bigger, never leaving the confines of her womb. She strained her back to keep her massively distending pregnant belly from scraping against the floor. The floor was a pedestal of stained glass heavily embroidered with imagery of broken hearts. She could hear every plan she ever made, every little detail she had ever planned out. A single question from one person she had overlooked. An interaction that seemed rather unimportant at the time.

“It doesn't sound like you love them,” a woman commented she too was expecting a baby herself

It was when Melissa was in the store buying some maternity clothes. “That doesn’t matter, Until they’re here it's all about me,” she said arrogantly

“That’s so sad,” she commented back. “How could you not love them before they’re born?”

Something Melissa never answered then. She woke up to see her huge belly, her hand still resting on it gently. With a soft voice and a gentle caress, she muttered the words to her sleeping baby boy, “I love you, Joshua. I love you,”

She felt him move that fluttering feeling; like back in the earliest stages of her pregnancy. Melissa closed her eyes and said it again. Faintly she started to feel the weight shifting. And the sensation around her uterus. A tingle at first that got stronger. She was fifty-two weeks pregnant, and with three simple words, she started to feel the early signs of labor. Melissa hoped he’d be coming out soon, happy and healthy, she didn’t care what happened to her now. But it wasn’t to be, she carried for another forty-eight days with no sign of ending in sight. As week sixty approached its end, her waiting son chose then to begin his birthing.

[alkali1]

Cultist volunteers her womb to summon a demon into the world. The other members worship her and serve her every need during the 666 day gestation. It starts out already huge enough to leave her digustingly swollen and bedridden, but it ends up being over twice as big as her by the time she can finally unseal her womb and birth it. After days of struggling and pushing she's only managed to deliver its clawed hands. Even the stretching magic used on her body just isn't powerful enough. The summoners have no choice but to tie the demon's hands with rope, shackle her wrists, and pull in opposite directions until her horribly overstretched cunt finally manages to squeeze the hulking demon out.

[thefullwomb]

Roommates Part 2

One year had passed since Hailey and James had confessed their feelings for one another. One year since they'd made passionate love for the first time. One year since they'd become inseparable.

In that time Hailey had given birth to her surrogate quadruplets. It had been one of the most difficult, but rewarding things she had ever done. The look on the faces of the quads parents as they held the children that she had made for them was well worth the struggle.

But, she had enjoyed the feeling of having her womb filled with growing life. She had enjoyed it so much that barely a month had passed before she was practically badgering James to knock her up. James, while excited by the prospect of the woman he loved growing round and ripe with his offspring, was a practical and level headed person. He wanted to produce a massive family with Hailey, but such dreams required money and lots of it.

As it stood, they were in no way destitute, but any additions to their little family would undoubtedly overtax their meager resources. James wanted them both to finish their degrees before they began to grow their family.

But, Hailey was practically baby crazy. She understood James' reasoning and even agreed with it. However, she could hardly tolerate the feeling of her fertile womb being left empty. She would beg James to cum in her, breed her, fill her with his babies during their love making. She came close to getting her wish more than once, but either James or her own good sense would win out at the last possible second.

The two young lovers carried on like this for several months. Always on the edge of making their desires come true at the cost of their futures. That is until one day Hailey made a new friend on campus.

Hailey was in the campus library browsing the reference section. She was busily adding thick volumes to the heavy stack of books in her arms. Suddenly she felt something that felt like a heavy ball ran into her back and sent her books sailing to the floor. She let out a small eeep and immediately turned around to figure out what had bumped her.

To her shock it wasn't a ball or any other object but instead the titanic belly of a dark haired young woman. Her middle was so large that Hailey couldn't help but imagine that she was ready to give birth to octuplets at any moment. As Hailey busied herself with collecting her books the young pregnant woman introduced herself.

She told Hailey that her name was Jenny and she apologized profusely for the inconvenience and even offered to help Hailey collect her books. Hailey refused the offer politely.

“I wouldn't want you to have to give birth here in the library on my account.” Hailey said, half joking

“Oh I wouldn't worry about that.” Jenny replied, chuckling and rubbing the titanic dome of her belly “I'm not planning on letting this one out any time soon.”

“This one?” Hailey asked incredulously “You'd have to be carrying a toddler for that to be just one.”

“Exactly! I've been pregnant for… three years, six months and five days.” Replied Jenny with a note of pride in her voice

“You're kidding…” Hailey was almost too stunned to absorb what Jenny was telling her

“I'm dead serious. I'm part of a study that's researching methods of extending pregnancy. I was already pregnant when I got to college.” Jenny explained “this study was a real lifesaver. I'm able to finish my degree, make a little extra money and by the end of it all I'll still be able to have my baby. Although, I'll admit I've gotten pretty used to having him in there.”

As she spoke, Jenny caressed her belly and a series of bulges rolled across its surface. They were far too big to have been made by a normal sized baby and it was this sight that convinced Hailey that her new acquaintance was telling the truth. Hailey’s mind was buzzing with questions and possibilities. If it was possible to get pregnant and stay pregnant until a time of her own choosing she might just be able to have her cake and eat it too. She and James could finish their degrees, get jobs in their fields, and gain the finances necessary to raise the army of children that they both desired. And all the while Hailey could carry James' child within her. Hailey invited Jenny to sit with her in the library and made no pretense about wanting to know more about how Jenny could stay pregnant for years at a time.

Over the course of more than an hour Jenny, who loved to discuss this topic more than almost anything else, explained that not only was the medicine used to induce her nearly permanent pregnancy safe and easy to use, but the study was looking for more volunteers. All Hailey would have to do is get pregnant and sign up. She gave Hailey the business card of the doctor running the study and told her to give the doctor a call if she was serious about this. With that Jenny struggled to her feet and slowly waddled away.

Hailey was left flustered and stunned. This was all so much to absorb. By the time she recovered from her shock, Jenny was long gone. Forgetting the books she had meant to check out, Hailey rushed home. She had to tell James about this.

Upon arriving back at their apartment she burst through the door. James, who was sitting on the couch didn't have time to process what was happening before he found himself tackled and wrapped in his girlfriend's embrace.

“You can do it. You can knock me up. I found a way. Jenny told me all about it.” Hailey practically moaned with an excited giggle

“What are you talking about? Who's Jenny?” Asked James utterly at a loss for what had gotten into Hailey

Hailey quickly summarized the events of her encounter with Jenny. James sat quietly, absorbing what Hailey told him with wrapped attention. When she finished her story he took the doctor's business card and called the number on its front. A woman picked up and introduced herself and doctor Char Greene. Putting her on speaker James and Hailey discussed the finer details of the study and what was required to join. Doctor Greene explained that the only real requirements were that the participant must be pregnant and must be willing to remain pregnant for a period of at least two years. It was all exceedingly simple.

After the call with doctor Greene concluded, Hailey and James sat in silence for a few minutes. This was real, they could have everything they'd ever wanted. But first…

James was on top of Hailey like a man possessed. He tore her clothes to shreds exposing her beautiful, naked body. Hailey reciprocated his passion and nearly ruined James favorite shorts in her desperation to rip them off of him. Neither of the young lovers required even a moment of foreplay. Both of their bodies were ready to breed and make new life together.

Hailey gasped as James drove his shaft deep into her pussy. It was as if the fact that they were dead set on fulfilling their most primal biological need made every sensation a thousand times more intense. She could feel every throbbing vein and every bump and every wrinkle on James cock as he surged in and out of her slick hole. They both felt as though their skin and the air between them was electrically charged, as their passion rose to a fevered pitch.

Their groans and moans and grunts joined in a symphony of unbridled lust. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed off the walls. Couch springs squeaked and screamed in protest. The musky odor of sex and sweat hung heavy in the air. Minutes felt like a blissful eternity as they came ever closer to their mutual climax.

Then with the bellow of a rutting bull, James unleashed his load. Hailey wrapped her legs around her lover and screamed into his shoulder as the feeling of his hot seed plastered her cervix. They both lay there, locked together moaning and twitching, trying to regain their senses.

“We'd better do that again.” Hailey whispered in James’ ear “You know just be sure.”

Four years later Hailey and James were in a familiar position. James was laying flat on his back with Hailey bouncing on top of him. Her belly, stretched into an enormous orb to contain its toddler sized occupant, bounced off of his chest. Hailey’s weight pressed him deep into the mattress as she rode him. Their lovemaking lacked the desperate need of the afternoon when they had conceived their daughter. Instead they were enjoying the slow, gentle pace that came with familiarity and long standing love.

Over the past few years they had finished their degrees and gotten good, well paying jobs. They had even bought a house together. At last they had the security to live out their dreams and fill their house with the many children that they'd dreamed of for so long.

A week earlier Hailey had finally dropped out of the study and stopped taking the labor preventing drugs. With each passing day they both waited anxiously for their daughter to make her long overdue appearance.

As their lovemaking reached its crescendo, Hailey bounced harder and faster. Her moans rose in pitch as she rode her lover. The light back lit her hair giving her the appearance, from James perspective, of a fertility goddess crowned with a glowing halo. His hands rubbed and caressed the divine roundness of her belly and he could feel the movements of the life she carried within her womb. He felt himself go over the edge and he gripped the firm swell of Hailey's belly as he drove his hips up and, like so many times before, released his load inside of her.

They both were left panting from the pleasure, Hailey even more so from the exertion. Suddenly Hailey felt a pop deep within her and a flood of warm viscous fluid gushed out of her in spite of James cock still plugging her birth canal. They looked at each other for a brief moment as they absorbed the momentous occurrence.

“Did your…?”

“Uh huh…”

“Hospital?”

“Hospital.”

“I'll get dressed.”

I'd like to thank @pr-g for her continued contributions to both the visuals and content of my stories. This one would not exist without her.

This is a continuation of this story: https://www.tumblr.com/thefullwomb/743724084467236864/roommates-pt-1-hailey-had-come-to-college-as-a?source=share

[hush-writes-preg]

I’ve had this fantasy stuck in my head for months now. You’re my partner who’s a doctor and you’d been slipping fertility drugs in my food for months. And now I’m 2 months overdue with your triplets. You keep giving me medications to prevent me from going into labor and to grow your brood bigger and stronger. Of course I don’t realize I’m so far over due. Pregnancy brain has made it so I don’t know how long it’s been. You just reassure me that everything is fine and going along as planned whenever I ask any questions. You just give me my “vitamins” and pat my ever growing belly.

Now this is a delicious fantasy. Imagine being kept pampered and well-loved but without access to any tools you might use to track your pregnancy. I'd take care of all of your prenatal care, assuring you that everything is entirely normal, and happily watch you grow larger by the day.

I wonder how long you can go before your body just can't hold them anymore? Your belly so swollen that you can barely get around by yourself, constantly shifting from the movement within. By the time that moment arrives, our children will be so large that there'd be no way for you to deliver naturally.

[dyl-the-pregoologist]

Overdue is the best kind of due

[verrility]

"Dang Nurses holding up dem births watching them Tiktoks. It'll give ya' brain rot I tell ya' " Looks like on of the Nurse's is cooking in there a little too long

I do enjoy drawing Zihilism's nurses

[dontpushbaby]

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