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She was a witch who used to be a student of the infamous magical school where all the witches and wizards went. Her parents were the deans until they were accused of practicing black magic and wrongfully given death penalty. She believed her parents were conspired by their fellow wizards but before she was able to prove anything, she was banned from the school. Her uncle took her ophaned self and taught her magic skills while staying low key in the deep forest away from the witchcraft academy. 20 years later, she got knocked up by a guy who was lost in the forest and rescued by her uncle. That dude had long gone before she realized she was carrying his child.

Last year, her uncle finally got his hands on an invisible cloak they had been searching for years. They planned to use this to sneak into the academy to find out answers for her parents and prove their innocence. Everything was according to the plan, get the cloak, sneak inside the academy, search for the records, investigate, confront the deans and the headmistress, except she accidentally got pregnant and she was now in her third trimester. The academy had a tradition of holding a grand banquet that everyone, undergratuates or post gratuates returned from all over the world and meet up every 10 year. Fortunately for her, that 10th year ceremony is holding next month but she would be 39 weeks pregnant by that time. But she had already made up her mind. A mere pregnancy shouldn't interfere with this long awaiting opportunity. She must know the truth behind her parents' ordeal. She had decided to give her all in this investigation.

Her uncle had been taking really good care of her during the whole pregnancy. He would brew portions to keep her child healthy and grow well. Well, she must say the potion worked too well. Because her baby was already showing at 8 weeks and she was carrying twins. Her uncle would say " No. My dear niece, I'm just making sure the babies are growing well. You carrying twins is not my doing. You are just super fertile". By 34 weeks, she couldn't even see her feet, her back was killing her, her walk was waddled and she was struggling to even get up from floor. The babies were kicking her organs all the time, making her wince everytime. Her uncle wanted her to not go ahead with this mission. Lets just wait for another 10 years he said. But by another 10 years, all the deans and the head of the academy would already retire and the longer it got, the fewer evidences she could investigate. So, she didn't want to take any chances. Little did she know that her beloved uncle was involved in her parents' incident. He was the one who started it but things went south and her parents got the blame. They were just in fact trying to stop him but that put them in the scene leading to their deaths. He was planning the forbidden magic with two of the deans to dominate the human world that would end up in thousands of human deaths. But the plan failed due to her parents interference and he put the blame on them. Out of his guilty conscience, he decided to go into hiding with his niece. The man that got lost in the forest, the pregnancy, the big babies were all his doing to stop her from knowing the truth. But she was just so stubborn.

Only two weeks away from the grand banquet, her babies weighed 7lbs each, the weight of her stomach was killing her back. They keep practsing and practising to sneak inside the academy. First, cross the lake with a boat, then wear the invisible cloak and followed the other guests.

The day had arrived. She was now 39 weeks with two babies who weighed 9lbs each. Her whole body was so uncomfortable. The brixton hicks were annoying, her vagina was sensitive, the fetal kickings were hurting like hell and keeping her awake at night, couldn't sit with her legs closed, needed a place for her big round pregnant belly between her thighs whenever she sat down and her movements had been slowed down dramatically. She could feel the babies sitting so low in her pelvis. But these won't stop her. She was so determined.

She wore a dress, a belly support to help ease the weight and an underwear. She waddled out of her house and got on the broom. She moaned since the broom pressed against her sensitive swollen vulva. Her belly restes uncomfortably on the broom stick as her legs were hung on each side on the broom. She leaned forward abit further pressing her vulva and lower part of her stomach onto the broom and commanded it to fly despite the discomfort. She landed quietly at a dark corner near the academy and put on the invisible cloak and hid the broom inside a bush. Now all she had to do was sneak into the building. She followed the crowd quietly being super careful not to bump into other people so that they wouldn't notice.

In the dining hall, the headmistress was giving a speech and the room was so crowded. She had to get through this to reach the other rooms so she waited quietly. Then the dance started. She tried to squeeze through the dancing couples but it was so hard to do so with a mounded midsection. The music and the people got more lively and she decides to pass through it no matterwhat. She kept herself as close as possible to the wall and slowly made her way through. She was walking carefully keeping her eyes on her surroundings, with her left hand holding the wall and her right hand supporting her aching arched back. She stopped occasionally whenever the actively dancing couples came close to her to avoid getting noticed. At that moment, she saw a familiar face next to the headmistress. It was one of the male deans that involved in accusing her parents. Suddenly she was snapped back to reality by an intense bodyslam from a woman spinning and dancing with her partner. The woman's whole body weight combined with the spinning force slammed directly onto the right side of her stomach, crushing it between the woman's body and the sturdy stone wall. Making matters worse, her right hand (the side the woman flew into) was holding her aching back, so, it could not offer any protection against this sudden impact. If she was hugging her stomach instead, it could at least lessen the force of the impact. But luck was not with her that day. Her twin filled 39 week belly took the brutal impact full force. She was just extremely unfortunate. The women could have slammed her body instead of her big protruding stomach. But no, her body was spared. Only her stomach got pancaked from side to side. Perhaps this was the price she had to pay for not paying attention to her surroundings well. She felt every moment of the impact, the woman slamming her belly, her belly in turn slamming into the wall squishing her babies knocking the air out of her. She almost let out a scream. Her uterus started contracting vigourously and the babies were kicking her ribs and her organs painfully. She fell to the ground hugging her oval shaped contracting stomach. Taking deep breaths, she rubbed her belly trying her best to soothe the babies. But she couldn't stay there for long. She had to move forward. She caressed her stomach and slowly walked through the ballroom. Her womb kept contracting from time to time making her pause here and there drenching in sweat. It was a miracle her water hasn't broken yet.

She intended to sneak into the headmistress's office to steal the case files. The corridors were quite empty since almost everyone was enjoying the ball.

The headmistress office was on top of the academy, the 13th floor. There were so many steps. She made her way up slowly holding her stomach which was now black and blue on both sides. Maybe she was imaging things but she definitely felt like her babies were sitting lower than before. She even felt them lodging in her pelvis and almost dropped out with each step she made. Having to go up the stairs while heavily pregnant with twins combined with the forceful blunt trauma was doing no good for her. She had to waddle even when go up the stairs or else, her low hung tender stomach moved up and down with each step as it was in the way of her thighs and ended up getting lifted up and down with each step.

Just as she reached 10th floor, she saw the headmistress together with the dean from earlier heading to the office on their brooms. She increased her speed and ran up the stairs as fast as her pregnant body allowed to get the office in time to spy on them. Then another contraction hit and she had to slow down again. She thought to herself, " the contractions weren't regular at all. This is beacuse I got hit in the stomach. Thank goodness I'm still not in labour".

After a while, she finally got to the 13th floor. It had been some time that they had been in the office and she could hear the quarrelling even from afar. Wanting to eavesdrop, she hastily approached the door. Just as she was about to put her ear on the door, it was flung open and slammed right into her already bruised and tender belly from the front. She yelped as her big protruding stomach was getting crushed by the door, flattened to amost half of its size and the babies being pressed against her spine. The dean was getting so angry arguing with the headmistress and she put all her anger into slamming the door open and storming out. He didn't even notice the yelp she accidentally let out. She was thrown backwards by the momentum of the hit and fell onto the ground with a thud. The pain was so immerse that her eyes became blurry and she was breathless. Suddenly, she felt water dripping out of her birthing hole. Her water had broken. Her twin filled stomach was able to withstand the first trauma but couldn't survive this second one. The pain from the hit, the pain from the taut contracting stomach, the pain from the babies squiming against her insides, all making her breathless and paralyzed. With tears, she girtted her teeth trying not to groan and stay as quiet as possible. She couldn't risk them finding her out. Rubbing her stomach is no help at all. More and more water was coming out of her vagina. She tried to stand back up with all her might but she was in so much pain. After struggling and finally getting up, she clutched her siezing belly with both her hands and sneaked inside the office to investigate. The dean and the headmistress already left. She searched the bookshelves and the whole room for the forbidden documents but couldn't find anywhere.The babies started to descend ever since the door broke her water. With every movement she made, every step she take, they got lower and lower. Enduring the back to back contractions, she tried to search as much as she could but the first baby had already lodged into her birth canal. The contractions were ling and continuous now. Not finding anything, she decided to go back the way she came in, get home asap and birth the babies. It was not like she had a choice though.

With each step, the head descended more. Enduring the contractions, her whole body was soaked with sweat. The cloak was able to cover all her pregnant body and but not the trail of amniotic fluid on the ground. She couldn't care anymore. She just wanna get out of here as fast as possible and push the children out. The contractions become more and more intense and longer to subside. The fetal head was battering her swollen cervix . By the 3rd floor, she unconsciously squatted down and almost started pushing. She felt her vagina with her finger and the head was already crowning. Her gait became wider, holding the urge to push, repeating " don't push. Don't push" as a mantra in her head. By the 1st floor, she was in full crown. She knew she absoultely couldn't give birth here. She cupped her palm over her vagina and gently pushed the head back in. Pushing back the first baby subsequently push back the 2nd baby which was already in line to come out. The pressure and pain was worse than she imagine it would be and she had to let out a groan. No matter how much she wanted to keep the babies inside her, her body kept naturally doing its job. Her baby would stretch her vagina again and crown again and she would push back in again despite the excruciating pain. This went on and on like a cycle.

All she had left to do now was squeeze through the ballroom again and got out of the acadmy. But this time, the dancing people were drunk now and they were dancing very wildly. So, it was taking her longer than it should. Plus, the place was crowded that she could not bend down and push the head back in. She supported her now very low hanging and contracting rockhard belly with both of her hands and slowly made her way. The head fully crowned again and started to slip out again but halted by her panties halfway luckily. Now it became more difficult and torturous for her to walk with a hald dangling head while resisting the urge to push amid contractions. Finally she got back to her broom crouching and clutching her painful midsection with both hands. She groaned and was shaking in pain as the broom pressed back the head back into her birth canal. She could feel the two babies struggling to come out. After the excruciating flight, she got back to her house welcomed by her uncle. The fact that he was not even surprised that she found nothing didn't cross her mind because she was in so much pain and all she wanted to do was push. Of course he wasn't surprised. He already contacted the headmistress in advance about her heist and to get rid of everything.

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Stella was a delivery woman. Her doctor told her take a maternity leave already and yet here she was, still delivering parcels. She needed that money really bad for her unborn baby. She knew her due date is coming in 5 days but she just couldn't stop working. Although her pregnancy was a singleton, the baby was measuring 12 lbs and her belly looked huge. Everyone asked her if she was carrying multiples. Her belly sat so close to the steering wheel whenever she was driving. If her car were to be rare-bumped, her stomach was definitely gonna be slammed into the steering wheel. Since it was the delivery job, she needed to carry all sorts of packages, light or heavy alike. She prayed everyday that packaged be smalland light because it was very hard to lift big and heavy things with a heavily pregnant belly. It was a struggle to even bend down. But people on her route were very fascinated by her struggles like her lifting boxes up, waddling, going up the stairs, rubbing her back and her belly with an arched back when coming back down. It was just so fascinating to watch. So the whole route started to order more and more and they would tip her eneormously just like she was entertaing them.

She woke up in the middle of the night feeling a contraction in her belly but she brushed it off. It must be brixton hicks, maybe beacuse she had to make deliveries to 29th floor on one building and 31st floor on another. They had no elevators and she had to go all the way up on her foot. Luckily the parcels were small. Another notable delivery was a very heavy box only god knows what was in that. It was on the 2nd floor but the box weighed 45lbs. Just as she bent down and tried to lift it up, she felt a sharp pain in her stomach. She squatted down and leaned on the heavy box and did some deep breaths to ride out the pain. Maybe that strain was causing brixton hicks now she thought. She rubbed her belly to soothe the pain and fell asleep again.

Her day started again with a terrible cramp. Her back was aching and her belly sitting lower than usual. She could literally feel the weight of the baby in her pelvis. She waddle with one hand on her back and the other under her gravid midsection. How unfortunate she was. Today's delivery had so many big heavy packages. After delivering only 4 parcels, she felt a gush of fluid coming down from her uniform pants, followed by an intense contraction. "Nghh c'mon now is not the time baby let mommy do her job" she murmured, gritting her teeth. As she kept on her route, the interval between contractions were getting smaller and the contraction duration getting longer and longer. Having to carry heavy boxes and going up and down the stairs were no help at all. The labour was being sped up by those actions. But people seemed to enjoy watching her struggles. They were watching from their doors but offered no help to her, smiling satisfiyingly. But they would tip her a lot as if they were purposely ordering to watch her suffer.

It has been 6 hours and she could not even walk properly now. Her contractions were back to back and it was as if the baby would fell out with each step. She had to rest several times leaning against something when delivering. Having to squat and picking up parcels from the ground was a torture. Her repeated squats were forcing the fetus down faster. Her body was drenched in sweat and amniotic fluid. She could feel the baby head in her vagina trying to crown. Every contraction took her breath. She felt this huge urge to push but she knew this wasn't the time or place to give birth. She got onto her truck slowly and continued to deliver. Trying not to screaming from her contractions and not to push seemed almost impossible. She slipped her hand inside her pants and felt a round matted hair at her swollen lips. "Don't come out yet don't come out yet" she repeated like a mantra and went to deliver another package. She had to struggle to walk because of the crowninf head between her legs. The baby was coming whether she liked it or not. Her soaked pants formed a bulge to accomodate the emerging head. "Oh no not now" she put her hand over the bulge and push it back in. The pain almost made her scream and took her breath away. But once she got out of her car seat and started walking and lifting, the head slowly slid down again. Her waddle became wider and wider, the round bulge between her legs got bigger and bigger as her shift went by. A few hours later after finishing up her route, she finally gave in, took off her clothes and pushed the baby out.

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Imagine you are one of the many concubines of the king. You are the king's favourite after the queen and you are pregnant with a huge belly at the same time with the queen. You both are due but you have no idea why your belly is way bigger and lower than that of the queen's. Little did you know that the queen loaths you for that.

You are in labour for 3 hours now. The king refrained from having sex with the queen since the start of her pregnancy fearing the royal baby might be harmed. But he is so different with you in bed as if he doesn't care about the baby in your womb. He is so rough. And he is also the main reason why you are in labour now. All you remember is he got carried away during a super rough sex, pressing hard on your huge stomach, slamming you onto the bed, flipping you over and fucking you from behind without caring if your enormous belly was squished between the bed and your body. As he climaxed, he even leaned his whole body onto you putting additional pressure to your already dangerously flattened-to-half belly. He also enjoys making you sit on top of him and slapping your belly left and right repeatedly. When he was satisfied, he left you a sobbing mass with warm liquid soaked all over your lower parts. You couldn't even see clearly. You eyes were teary and blurry due to the pain. Maybe this the difference between the queen who is a royal descendent and you, a concubine who is just a whore.

It has been 3 hours your water broke and contractions started. Despite the physician saying you are only 6cm dilated and still has a long way to go, your contractions are coming every 15 minute.

In that moment, certain news arrives. The queen has gone into labour just now and you can't be delivering together with the queen since you are a lowly concubine. The guards yank you out of the bed vioently and take away all the preparations for your birth. You groan in pain and hold your belly with one hand and the other supporting your back. You can't even walk properly at this point. You are trying so hard just to waddle like a penguin. You ask the guards when you can birth your child. Their answer is you can deliver only after the queen has successfully given birth. But thankfully, a midwife will stay with you to check your dilation and to make sure you don't give birth before the queen. You can feel the increasing pressure in your pelvis as your belly keep contracting the head down. Hours have passed and you are now fully dilated with a baby head lodged in your birth canal but the queen is only 6cm dilated. The midwife forces you to sit on a chair since it will help in blocking the baby's exit. There is still a long way for the queen to deliver and she is making sure your child won't come out before her highness. You are now sitting uncomfortably on a wooden chair with your huge tightening belly sitting between your thighs. Nghhh let me push. Let me just push it out you plead to your midwife but law is still law. She could lose her head for letting you push. You try to lift yourself up to make space for the bulging head but she push you down onto the chair again forcing the baby back in. You scream from the excruciating pain being pushed the baby back in against the contracting pressure. Hours have passed and the queen finally delivers the crown prince and your time has come. You are very exhausted now that you don't have strength to even push. The midwife place you on the delivery bed and start to press on your belly. You can't even scream all your energy long time left your body. At last, your baby came out amd the midwife cleans it and hand it over to you. Just after the placenta come out, you feel another contraction and another baby emerges within seconds. You were carrying twins! That is why your belly was so big despite this being your first pregnancy. The king pays a visit to you and you can finally rest contently with each baby on your side.

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Birth during a triathlon

You were a triathlete. You had been preparing for this race for so long but you accidentally got yourself pregnant. So, when the race came, you were 39 weeks pregnant. Luckily it was a singleton pregnancy and you won't just waste away all your dream and preparation just because the bump got in the way. Everyone else was against it but who cares. You body your choice!

You had been getting brixton hicks for several weeks. But this didn't interfere with your intense training sessions. You prepared yourself so well and you were so confident.

You did so well in swimming except you started feeling painful contractions not so long after the start. You gritted your teeth and continued swimming since you didn't want to fall behind. You couldn't even hold and rub your hard contracting belly since you were busy trying to pass others. Even with contractions, you managed to pass several racers. You were so proud of yourself but your contractions were getting closer and closer making you panic and scared of others knowing you were in labour and pull you out of the race. That was the last thing you want. So, you tried to keep a straight face despite having contractions every 3 minute.

You could feel the cervix was slowly stretching, widening your hips and the head descending down your birth canal. The hard bicycle saddle and the paddling movements were not helping at all. Your vagina was burning so badly and your belly was contracting very painfully. You groaned and lift your butt up a bit all while cycling at pace and shocked by the bulge between your legs. Your water must have broken during swimming, you just didn't notice it. The crowning head was stopped by the tighness of the fabric. You wanted to push that baby out so badly but you couldn't risk losing the race. This was neither the time nor the place to birth a child.

Making up her mind to keep this child in no matterwhat, she put her rasied butt down onto the saddle forcing the round bulge inside. The pain ripped through her she almost screamed out yet she kept paddling and paddling. She forcefully blocked her birth canal with the hard saddle. The baby head crowned with each contraction and the saddle held it in without any progress. She was sweating and paddling hard with her knuckles gripping the bike handle enduring the pain. No one knew this intense battle inside her, the womb contracting and pushing the baby out itself vs the saddle blocking the exit.

She wasn't even sure if she could run in this condition. With each step, the baby slid down further, bulged the pants between her legs. She ran as fast as she could with one hand holding her belly so it won't bounce too much enduring the excruciating back to back contractions. By the time she reached the finish line, a very round prominent bulge was between her shaky legs. Her elastic pants thankfully held on. If not for her pants, the baby would have already slipped out of her vagina with all the running. She was so content that she was able to make it till the end and let herself go. All her energy was drained now. She passed out and fell to thw ground. The last thing she saw before her vision became blurry was the paramedics rushing to her with worrying faces.

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A pregnant tribe woman and the magical forest

She lived together with her family in a magical forest. Everyone in her tribe made their living by hunting and harvesting magical plants. The forest was a dangerous place filled with beasts and magical plants. They never settled in one place. They migrated from one spot to another before dangeroud things marked and came for them.

She had three children, two sons and one daughter and the fourth one was on its way. Her husband unfortunately never came back from the hunt a few months ago when she was still in her second trimester. Perhaps the hunter became hunted in this horrible forest. Since then, despite being pregnant, she had to become the bread winner of the family. She had mouths to feed. Luckily, the pregnancy was uneventful, the fetus was healthy and kicking, her belly was huge for her geatational age. Maybe because this is her fourth pregnancy. She never let her children down no matter how big her belly was, she would always go hunting and harvesting without fail.

She was now very heavy and exhausted since her due date was coming 3 days later. Her belly was huge and sat so low. Her clothes made from animal skin could barely cover it. What she never told to her tribe people and try to ignore was the occasional contractions she had been feeling since she was 37 weeks .They had to migrate when she just reached 37 weeks. They wanted to wait until she gave birth but a beast was aiming to attack them. It would circle arount the tents at night, howling and calling for other beasts. So they had no choice but to move.

This migration took a toll on her. All of their belongings, tents, herbs, clothings and food were put in a box made from branches attached with live vines ( vines that are alive and moving) to act like a backpack. She had to carry that big heavy box on her back since her children were all too young. Two vines wrapped themselves as shoulder straps, another one just above her belly ,the other just below it and the last one directly across her huge stomach denting it deeply to secure the box . Those magical vines' position could not be changed by outside force. They only relived at night. The tribe walked through the forests, corssed streams and mountains continuously for 8 days. She wanted to rest so bad, her back which was bent down continuously by the weight of the load and her belly which was tightly wrapped by the vines to steady the load on her back was killing her. She started to feel her stomach hardening and contracting every now and then. She would hold her stomach with her hands gritting her teeth to ride out the contraction. She knew the time was near but since the water had not broken yet, what was the point to telling others?. So just like that the days went by and they finally reached their destination.

Setting up her tent, she felt the baby dropped even lower into her pelvis. So she decided to go hunting to stock up before the baby came since she won't be able to hunt immediately when the baby was born. Now was just occasional contractions and she could ride them out! she thought to herself.

She waddled further into her forest with a bow, arrows and a dagger looking for prey by herself. That was the biggest mistake. This part of the forest was new to her and she did not know what kind of things await her. She should have gone with other tribal people.

As she was hiding behind the tree looking for her prey, a live vine approached her sneakily from behind. The vine suddenly wrapped both of her legs and yanked backward suddenly making her fall on her huge gravid stomach. Her stomach was slammed to the rocky ground beneath her with full force . It was so painful that she wasn't able to breath. She embraced her squished belly with her hands tears coming out of her eyes. The contraction was so strong that she couldn't even breath. Suddenly, she felt a gush of water coming out of her vagina. The vine dragged her up by her ankles up into the air and held her mid air upside down. She tried to cut it with her dagger but she couldn't reach it because her big round belly was in the way. Her hands couldn't reach her ankles. The vines seem to hate her struggling to break free and the started swinging her . She was swung upside down uncontrollably in the air making her nauseous for some time. More water was dripping out of her but she was in no position to give birth, both her legs were tied together and she was upside down against the gravity. By evening, her contractions were only a few minutes apart. She tried to push but her efforts just went into the vain. Then, all of a sudden, the vine swung her into a big tree trunk. Her contracting stomach was once again sandwiched between her body and the tree trunk. It swung her big stomach again and again into the tree trunks surrounding her repeatedly. She was crying and wailing in pain and the conaecutive hits forced her baby out of her cervix. She felt the baby head crowning and sliding back down due to gravity. All night long, she was pushing, crowning and the baby would just slid down back. She could no way defy the gravity and in addition, her legs were tied together. Time passed like that with her trying to get the baby out of her now bruised black and blue stomach. In the next evening, the people from her tribe saw her dangling mid air being tortured by the vines, all wet from her water sweating and crying. Once the veins knew help was coming, they started swinging her belly into tree trunks again. She could only screamed in pain. The vines were swinging violently when one person shot an arrow cutting it. With the vines holding her legs being cut, she fell onto the ground belly first and skid due to the swinging inertia. All the violent forces pushed her baby out of her vagina. She was so exhaused that she couldn't even get up. She was just laying on the ground in prone position with a newly born baby between her legs. Her people carried her and her baby into their tent. She needed a good rest after all this, didn't she?

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Spy in disguise

Jen was the best detective well known by the whole division. Not only did she excel in capturing bad guys but also in disguies. In fact, her nickname was the disguise matser. She could turn herself into anyone male female young or old alike which is the reason why she was in a secret mission infiltrating a drug gang. Being heavily pregnant as she was, her disguise was a middle age man with a beer belly. The police was tipped off that the largest amount of drug in history was about to be smuggled and needed to take action asap. As excited as she was to be a mother, she couldn't let go of this huge case. And with her disguise abilities, she was the perfect match to be a spy. In addition, she had gone undercover countless times amd successfully taken down the criminals. This time would be easy peasy too she thought.

Several weeks had passed. She ( disguised as a he) had gained the leader's trust to an extent that she got to know every move, every plan but nothing about the said huge drug deal. She became impatient. What if her baby was due and she didn't get the chance to capture them. What if the boss had known her disguise all along and was purposely keeping her close. But that was impossible because she knew her diaguise was perfect. She successfully turned herself into this middle age man, even her pregnant belly was diaguised as a beer belly. Even with the huge belly she fought so good that the boss even made her his body guard. One downside is that as the boss's bodyguard, she had to fight a lot, like a lot, not only that she had to be with him every second following everywhere he went, driving him to his desired places including picking up and dropping off his kids at school. She accidentally got hit in the stomach sometimes but luckily she just ended up with a bruised belly, the baby was unharmed.

Time passed quickly and she was now 38 weeks pregnant. Yet, no drug deal till now. It became uncomfortable for her to do her usual errands with her growing belly. The boss wanted to take his kids to the amusement park one day and as her duty was a body guard, she had to follow. He had rented out the entire amusement park. So, there was no one else there aprt from them.

Little did she know that there was a mole in the police force and that the boss knew she was the infamous disguise master Jen all along. He tried to kill her off by sending her to dangerous missions but even with a huge belly, she succeeded. He thought she might give up if her baby was at risk of getting hurt but she was so damn stubborn. The bigger her belly got, the more dangerous and physical jobs the boss send her to. But she was so confident that she thought no one knew about her being a spy and being pregnant.

On the amusement park, she saw several signs that pregnant women were not allowed on certain rides. She just silently prayed that she won't be put on those rides. The kids wanted to ride bumper cars and the boss ordered her to get in every single ride the kids wanted to and accompany them all day long.

In addition, the boss send three of his minions together with them whose mission is to make her hurt and withdraw her from the spy mission or kill her if possible.

The bumper for sure was fun, I mean for the kids. For her, not so much. Every time someone bumped into her car, her belly was slammed to the steering wheel due to inertia causing her painful contractions. She felt a 'pop' and a warm gush of water came down her pants. 'Oh crap! My water has broken' she thought. The boss's minions purposely kept bumping her car continuously until the time ran out. She lost count how many times she was thrown back and forth, her eyes became blurry due to the pain and she had to hold her belly gritting her teeth and trying to sooth the pain.

The day continued, the kids wanted to get on almost every single ride and she could barely walk now. The safety bars and belts on the rides were the worst. Those were either pressing her stomach in half from the front or pushing down from above. The baby descended into her birth canal more after each ride opening her wide. She ignored the dumpness on her pants and luckily no one bothered to ask. The boss was so satisfied. His plan worked! Her water had broken. She would leave the gang and he could finally do the deal.

Her contracting belly was hard as a rock, her back and belly was killing her. After a really long time of suffering, she decided to tell the boss that she ate the bad seafood last night and she now has to go back home and she would immediately be back tomorrow. The boss wasn't amused. He wanted her to gone forever not coming back the next day. So he decided to go to the final plan. He went " okay one last ride and you can go rest at home", smiling sneakily. She sensed something was off and before getting on the roller coaster, she called her police supervisor who she put as her emergency call.

She struggled to get on it with the baby already in her birth canal widening her hips. No one else except her was getting on. She knew something was terribly wrong and tried to get off immediately but her huge pregnant belly had been getting in the way. The boss errily smiled and said " Think you can trick me miss detective. I know who you are. You don't need to pretend to be a obese dude. Now you will pay the price. Time for the ride!"

Then before she could react, the safety bar came down with so much force and hit her belly violently. She wailed in pain and felt like her stomach was about to rupter. The pressing force push her baby further down and the head starts to crown. She could feel the fetal head stuck in her opening being blocked by the ride's plastic chair. The bar was still pressing down her belly and yet the baby had nowhere else to go. She tried to get up but it makes the bar pressed further down. The boss, his minions and his kids were laughing at her pain. She was drenched in sweats, her face wrincing in pain, the head being squeezed out by the contraction and pushed back by the chair. It was all so much fun for them. The boss signaled his man and suddenly another bar came out from the front amd crushed her belly. Now her stomach was squished from above and the front, indenting her stomach dangerouly. She was a mess at this point, crying , sobbing with a large pool of liquid at her feet.

"Now time to go" the boss said and left her just like that with both bars still pressing and disfiguring her belly. An hour later, her supervisor she previously made a call arrived and lift the bars from the ride's control center got her down and sent her to the hospital. 4 hours later, she was seen breastfeeing her baby on the hospital bed cradling with all smiles. Her stomach was black and blue from all the hits she took but a tough woman would be fine in a few days.

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A Cheerleader's birth

Amy was a pregnant teen, moreover she was a flyer in the cheerleading team of her school. She knew she fucked up when the pregnancy test came back positive and decided to hide it from everyone else. She acted like she gained some weight and purposely ate snacks in class to make everyone believe she was just gaining weight. Amy used to be a very lean fit girl who worked out regularly. When she initially know about her pregnancy, she remembered some of the fitness influencers having such small bellies because of their toned stomach and thought that would be the case for her too. She quickly found out she was wrong when the ultrasound turned out to be twins and started showing at just 9 weeks.

Initially, she could convinced she gained weight but her coach was not happy abouy it. How can a cheerleader most importantly a flyer could gain weight! Amy got several warnings since the coach was afraid her teammates won't be able to throw her into the air if she contined gaining weight. By the end of 15 weeks, her belly was noticeably bloating and she had no choice but to wear a shaper to suppress her growing stomach. Getting into that tiny shape wear is the worst and most uncomfortable thing but this is the only way to flatten her belly. She knew it was not good for her or the babies but she did not want to quit the team or the school since both are very important for her. She continued going to school and practising this way. Her doctor banned her form cheerleading because of the high risk of injury and accidents but as stubborn as she was, she just continued her way.

By the time she reached 20 weeks, she be wearing two shapers, first a large size to fit her belly then an extra small to squeeze in as much as possible. She was being careful during her practices too! Everytime her teammates accidntally caught or lift her up from her waist, she was scared to death for her babies since waist mean they be squeezing her belly and lifting up or catching without even realizing. And the coach wanted her to lose weight and kept waring.

When her babies reached 29 weeks, she couldn't help but use a waist trainer and three shapers, to bind her big twitching belly. She wore the extra large shaper pants, a large sized shaper bodysuit and lastly, a medium sized cami shaper. She bought the infamous 25 boned waist trainer which was claimed to sucessfully gave a flat belly and an hourglass body by inflnencers and many users. Even this many steps can't hide her belly completely. There was a very visible bump whatever clothes she tried to cover with. Without any of the restraints, her stomach was so huge and ahe couldn't see her toes or walk properly. All of these were really painful and umcomfortable for her although she endured it for the sake of her dreams and future.

One morning, the coach made a horrfying announcement. They would be having a competion with other schools in their state. It was a day before her due date! Shit! Shit! Shit! she thought to herself. And the coach just decided to increase their training time and to try out new moves. New moves! That was a nightmare because new moves would mean more falls.

The team trained overtime mastering old tricks and learning new moves. She did fell several times but most of the time they catch her and falls on side or back were luckily did not harm the babies. She got intense contractions after each fall as if her painfully hardening twin filled belly was about to break free from all the bindings. She wanted to remove those horrible things so badly and let her belly be as huge as it is and carass it to soothe the contractions. But in reality, she wasn't even dare to hold her belly or her aching back too afraid someone would notice.

Only 15 days before the competition. The coach was very unsatisfied with her body weight and shape. No matter how much she tried, she couldn't hide a pregnant mama's weight and figure. All the bindings were at their limit and yet anyone can spot the bump even from afar. So, he commands her to do some exercises for her weight. He had been asking for so long to lose weight and she even gained more. He was pretty furious. Everyday, she was to skip rope for 30minutes and run 5laps. These were quite intense even for a normal person let alone a heavily pregnant woman in her third trimester. The binders were kind of helpful in supporting her belly otherwise it would be bouncing up and down with each jump she made. She was so damn exhausted after rope skipping and running and her stomach was contracting so much that she could barely walk or breathe. She gritted her teeth enduring it not to let a single moan out. Being so exhausted, she lost her footing when they threw her into the air. She was supposed to make a twist mid air and land on her friend's shoulder. Instead, she couldn't make a complete turn and fall onto the friend's head belly first. It was like she headbutted her right in her mid section. The pain ripped through her and she wasn't able to get up by herself. She felt every sceond her belly was head shaped indented and her babies being squished into her organs. Other teammates help her up and sent her back home to rest.

She saw her doctor that evening. The babies are fine thankfully. The doctor was highly against her cheerleading from the very start. She told her most twin pregnancies end up delivering around 38 weeks and very rarely reach full term and to try not to move around so much let alone cheerleading. She stripped naked and looked herself in the mirror, holding her already dropped belly branded with a horrible looking bruise right in the middle.

Today was the day! Fortunately they were able to perform accident free almost to the end. But not the best and didn't win of course! No pregnant woman would be able to perform quick jerky flying and jumping moves with full energy. So, she wasn't any exception. During the ending post, the throwers were mean to carry her bridal style ( but not so much bridal style since she had to be lifted as tense as possible almost as if she was lying supine on the wooden plank), throw her up into the air, and to catch her back in the same position after she made a mid-air turn. But all the unfortunate things happened. The catcher failing to catch her back, her failing to make a complete turn, one thing lead to another she fell helplessly in the prone position, her belly slammed violently with the ground crashed between her own body and the hard ground. However, her teammates immediately thought of covering this mishap as an intentional move for the closing pose. The fall squished all the air in her lungs and she could not even scream. A gush of warm liquid came out of her but no one seemed to notice that. All she did was trying to lift herself of the ground but too painful and weak to do that. Her team immiediately lied down altogether in the same position as her and posed for pictures. The audience was im awe. They thought they witnessed a fall and yet this was actually part of the perfomance. The journalists came running to take picture while more water was coming out and she was still stuck in that position no pregnant woman was ever supposed to be in. Her face was contorted in pain, her belly contracting like crazy and she felt like she was about to pass out. Only after the press finishing up taking pictures, she was helped get back up. One teammate even said Oh you peed yourself? Huh?. As she stood up, she felt the babies entering her birth canal. It took a while to announce all the winning teams and gave them rewards. By the time eveything was over, a head was crowning between her legs. Then all the participants are called upon the stage to take a picture together. She waddles to climb up stairs to the stage with a head widening her pelvis. Some competitors were asked to stand and some to crouch down. She was unfortunately ask to lower herself abit so the others in the back could be in the picture. She squatted down wincing n pain as her contractions were getting longer and closer with almost no time in between. She fought the urge to push trying to hold the baby in. She had to squat for the whole shoot and by the time the shoot was over, her shapewear pants were already forming a huge bulge. She panicked and suddenly sat down on the floor so that the head would be forced back in. She got up slowly trying so hard so the babies would not slip out again. Then she called a taxi and head over to the hospital.