Birthbitchii - Birth Bitch

Video idea: tummy alien xD

Yknow... i had this weird dream where i got these lil alien suckers on my mouth. Got pumped full of eggies... glad it was just a dream!...it was a dream right...?

There is a mass outbreak of very, very dangerous beings, for all genders!

Please, take a moment to check if your womb is empty.

Do you feel any hardness? A swell? Any movement?

The desperation when they're stuck at full crown and the head won't move. Crying and wailing and begging. Pushing uselessly even when they're not contracting. Desperate to escape the horrible burning stretch. It's right there, holding them brutally open. It's going to take a couple good strong pushes to come all the way out but their strength is already failing and they can't think through the mind numbing pressure and pain. So they writhe and scream, wasting energy they can't afford to lose.

Don't mind me just thinking about the thought of sitting in a dark movie theater as I feel the head of a baby starting to push against my jeans.

i love being a simple farmer with a coop full of henboys who lay me fresh eggs every day. bellies always big and swollen because they're full of eggs growing in different sizes, but every morning each boy lays me a couple fresh eggs to take to market. they all are a little different, but all great hens.

one henboy is my best layer. every morning he pushes out a dozen or so fresh eggs and looks flat, but he always puffs back out with a big belly by the next dawn.

one henboy is my broodiest. he hates laying his eggs and will keep them in as long as he can, holding out until his belly looks like it's going to burst, then stubbornly will lay as little as it takes to get some relief from the pressure.

one henboy lays the biggest eggs. he has such a small frame, but his eggs are bigger than everyone else's, and it takes him so long to push them out. often times i have to help by pushing on his belly while pulling the egg with my fingers, but it's slippery so sometimes i accidentally push it in instead. it's okay, he always gets them out.

all my henboys are unique and special, and i make sure to take care of all of them with the freshest food for the freshest eggs, and to help them when they need.

it's always a sad sight when one of them gets eggbound and just grows bigger and bigger, crying and complaining of how big and uncomfortable and stuck they feel. eggs on eggs just piling up in their bellies, stuffing them so full and heavy you can feel the shells through their overstretched skin. they always get scared when i have to bring out the medicine that makes their bellies contract and hurt so badly for hours and hours on end and the scary tools to pull the stuck eggs out.

but hey, that's the life of a simple farmer.

Free eggs AND I get to have a coop full of chicken boys with big swollen tummies???

Imagine one gets eggbound, maybe one of the smaller breeds who's eggs happened to grow a little bigger than usual and get stuck, but he's so scared of the unbinding treatment that he escapes the coop and hides in fear. He's had to suffer through it several times before and is so afraid to go through it again, he doesn't think about the consequences of not taking the treatment. He runs off into the nearby woods and roosts as high as his eggbound belly will let him to avoid the farmer from finding him and giving him that horrible medicine.

Several days later and he quickly realizes what horrible mistake he's made. His body doesn't stop producing eggs even if he's already full. and now there's nearly a dozen giant eggs backed up in his poor eggbound tummy. He's tried so hard to lay them, but the biggest one is blocking the rest from coming out, and it's too large for him to get out by himself.

He's so big now he can barely move under the weight of all those eggs. No matter how hard he pushes or how hard he tries to squeeze his lumpy overfilled belly, the eggs wont budge. If he doesn't go back to the coop and look for the farmers help, his tummy will keep filling with eggs, but now that he's so painfully full, the unbinding treatment will be ten times as agonizing as usual.

He's torn on what to do, but if he doesn't decide quickly, his tummy will become so full and heavy he'll be stuck out in the woods alone, and who knows what other creatures might do if they him, completely helpless beneath his big swollen belly...

still thinking about those EGGS

Lower

His hands rested on the curve of his belly, the heavy weight of it pressing into his lower back, a constant reminder of the life growing inside him. He had been sitting there, in the cool moonlight, savoring the quiet peace that came with being so far along in a pregnancy—until he felt it.

A sharp, sudden sensation, like a deep, heavy shift, that drew his attention. His breath caught as a wave of discomfort radiated through his abdomen. His belly, once high and rounded, seemed to lower in that moment, a subtle but undeniable feeling of descent. The baby had dropped.

His eyes widened, and he instinctively placed his hands on the lower part of his belly, feeling the shift, the pressure as the baby moved lower. His stomach tightened, a rush of discomfort filling him as the weight shifted downwards. It was a strange, almost painful sensation. A deep, pulling heaviness in his pelvis as if the baby were suddenly closer to his hips.

"Oh God..." His voice was low and shaky, the words feeling strained, a mix of awe and discomfort. He could feel the baby moving, pressing downward, stretching his body in ways that weren’t as comfortable anymore. The pressure was almost too much, making his back ache, his hips feel like they were being pulled apart. It was as if the very act of the baby shifting had turned his entire body into a tight, sensitive knot.

"Ohh, you're getting deeper..." His voice was shaky, a soft, breathless laugh escaping his lips despite the discomfort. He shifted his weight slightly, trying to find some relief, but it was impossible. The pressure in his pelvis was overwhelming, as though the baby had settled in a way that left him feeling like he couldn’t catch his breath. It wasn’t painful in the way of sharp, acute pain, but it was uncomfortable in a deep, aching, almost suffocating way.

He ran his hands over the swollen curve of his belly, trying to soothe the tightness, but every time the baby moved, it only intensified the sensation. He could feel the baby pressing against his lower abdomen, the heaviness of it too much at times, making him gasp softly.

"You’re so big..." he murmured softly to the baby, his voice a mixture of awe and a little strain. "You’re so low...I can feel you."

Another shift. Another deep pressure. He winced, his hands gripping the sides of his belly as he leaned forward slightly, trying to alleviate some of the discomfort. The baby's movements, now feeling heavier, seemed to cause a sharp tug within him, pulling on his muscles, on his very core. It was almost like the weight of the child inside was too much, too overwhelming, like a gravitational pull he couldn’t escape.

His breath was quickening, the discomfort making it hard to focus. The low ache in his hips grew with each passing second, and as the baby moved again, it sent a jolt of sharp pressure down through his pelvis, his whole body trembling with the intensity of it.

Despite the discomfort, he couldn't help but feel aroused by the movements. The heaviness, the constant reminder of how hugely pregnant he truly was with his lover's baby—it was intimate, even if it wasn’t always pleasant. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could bear the pressure, but still, he loved it. He loved how full it made him feel, how complete his body had become.

"Oh wow. Oh wow. You’re so close. It's time. Oh god, you're coming now" he murmured, chaotically running his fingers over his big tight belly again, feeling the weight of the baby pushing down. "Oooo, you're almost there. Ooohhh, You have to get lower."

But the drop, the weight, the relentless pressure as the baby moved even lower—it was a sensation he couldn’t ignore. The baby was coming now. He had to start pushing. Through the discomfort, through the aching weight, he couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of wonder. As much as the pressure hurt, as much as the discomfort stung, it was the price he was willing to pay to do it all over again, but next time, he wanted twins.

found footage

You turn on the video.

It’s of a man filming himself with a phone. He fiddles with it, eventually settling it on what you assume to be a tripod or stand of some kind. He steps back and now his round, distended stomach is in plain view.

“I’m not sure how to start this,” he says. “My contractions started yesterday but they’re still pretty mild. My doctor says I’m a medical mystery. I think if I give birth in a hospital, they’ll take the… The baby away from me. I’m at my family’s cabin now. There’s no one around for–”

He grimaces, hands rubbing his belly. His breathing becomes strained.

“The contractions are getting worse now, about ten minutes apart.”

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Okay but I haven’t been able to stop thinking about this silly scenario and I thought you’d enjoy!!! A guy in college who finally gets the freedom he needs away from his small town upbringing and its rules and he finds himself in a downtown bustling area his first year of college with a roommate in a small bunk bed dormitory. He couldn’t be happier, and he uses his newfound freedom to go out to clubs in clothes that are barely wider than belts and hook up with all the strangers he’s ever fantasized about.

And it doesn’t take long for it all to catch up with him. Within just a few weeks he’s got a very small curve to his stomach that’s just beginning to press against the top button of his jeans but he waves it off. Everyone gains the freshman 15, who cares?! And he’d be lying if he said he didn’t linger putting on his shirt in the morning just to feel his roommates eyes burning into his body, hungry and desperate. A few weeks later and he can’t deny that somethings wrong when he can’t even button his pants anymore, let alone even get the zip up.

It’s not a question of if he’s pregnant, no the shock comes when he finds out it’s quadruplets. And this seems to fuel him even more. Why be careful now that he’s already pregnant? It’s not like he can get knocked up again!!

Or so he thinks until he’s staring at an ultrasound monitor in shock seeing now six little blobs of varying sizes. Huh, looks like he can get more pregnant. His roommate thinks this’ll deter him from his late night club hookups but it doesn’t. If anything he goes from unintentionally to very intentionally getting more knocked up with every week. He wears tights and fish nets and crop tops and loves the feeling of strangers hands on the soft of his hips, the once-sharp jut of his hip bones now disappearing under a swollen, perfectly round baby bump still small enough to pass off as just a few months along with one. He loves walking home afterwards with his hand on the small underside of his belly thinking of if he’s just gotten a new baby in there. Some nights he comes home and collapses into bed after multiple hookups in one night and his roommate swears he looks slightly bigger than when he’d left that evening

Maybe he’ll start to regret it when he’s barely able to sit behind his desk in class, his belly irresponsibly spilling out and taking up his entire lap as it shifts and wobbles slightly on its own from the sheer amount of baby in there. He’s always got one hand on it just to feel the barely-there fluttering in his womb, trying to ignore the hungry stares of the football team behind him, knowing that the second class ends he may just get a few new additions to take home. And he’s still got months before the first one is out!

i wish i had more to add but you wrote this perfectly omg. the idea of a cute pregnant boy strutting down to the club, hand holding his big old bump… bet the roommate wants to have a turn and knock up the boy up himself, especially since he gets a front row seat to the boy growing.

now i don’t know if it’s better for it to be babies at different development or if the new babies catch up to their older siblings

either way omg anon this was so good and i will now be thinking about this while im out

pretty girl forced to sit down while she's crowning and told to not complain about how much it hurts when the baby's forced back in <3