the stage right before crowning is the hottest part of birth to me- the head resting heavily in the birth canal, just beginning to spread the birther's entrance, stretching them inside like they've never been stretched before. and the shoulders are entering the cervix, so they're basically stretched all the way up into their womb......
Giving them labor suppressants as soon as they feel the first cramp seizing their tight belly up. So everytime they feel like going into labor they need to ask you to give them their pills. They take a little time to work, so they need to ride out a few contractions before the contractions tone down.
The babies move lower and lower, soon they're always moaning and groaning with how overwhelmingly full they are. As weeks pass they need to take them more and more frequently. Their body is so ready to give birth, they beg you to finally let them give in but you want your babies to grow even bigger inside their poor tummy.
One day you need to leave the house for a couple of hours. When you get back home you find them already kneeling at the front door, holding their throbbing belly, trying to pant through a heavy contraction.
"They're coming, they're coming ... I can't hold them any longer ... please let me push ..."
But of course they're not allowed. You give them some suppressants and watch their labor stop, the first babies head already halfway into the birth canal.
I regret to inform every breeder reading this that there is a worldwide outbreak of rapid pregnancy. Stop what you are doing! Get inside as soon as possible! The longer you stay exposed the more you are at risk! Please share with others!
Please be aware! If you are swelling unnaturally, or feel a mound under your navel, you may be affected! It's more than you think!
I think there was something wrong with that boba I got yesterday >.<
(This is my first time talking in a video pls be nice)
Who wants to stuff me full? Who wants to watch as whatever is inside fights to get out?
There are some very fun preg or belly kink ask games out there, but the one's I've seen are typically focused on one flavor of said kink, or aren't strictly pregnancy-focused or are heavily gendered.
So I thought I'd to cook up 50 fun, kinky but not outright explicit, questions for an ask game. All pretty broad in application, and gender neutral! Please enjoy! _______________________________________________________
What's your favorite aspect of pregnancy? What makes it hot for you in a kink sense?
Would you rather be with someone who IS pregnant, or be pregnant YOURSELF? (or both?)
Do you prefer pregnant bellies that sit high, or carry low?
Do you prefer a pregnant belly that leans more "torpedo belly" or "beachball belly", or something else?
Favorite pregnancy blemish (stretchmarks, veins, linea nigra, ect), if any?
If you could only pick one, would you keep hyperpreg, rapid preg, or perma preg? Why?
Favorite NON-physical attribute of pregnancy? (Ex: cravings, pregnancy brain, nesting)
Most niche part of pregnancy that fits into your kink?
How pregnant is TOO pregnant where it stops being hot?
Thoughts on ill-fitting/outgrowing clothes with pregnancy?
Do you prefer bare, partially covered, or tightly clothed pregnant bellies?
Do you have a favorite occupation to see a pregnant person performing?
In preg kink writings, when a pregnancy is abnormal in any way, do you prefer when it's supernatural (fantasy), technological (sci-fi), explained some other way, or not explained at all?
Who are some of your favorite preg kink artists/blogs?
Do you prefer when a pregnancy is super encumbering, or doesn't limit the pregnant person in an extreme way?
How do you feel about pregnancy and stuckage?
How do you feel about pregnancy and stuffing, or vore, or wg, or inflation, or any other kink that increases belly size?
How do you feel about pregnancy paired with another, non-belly related kink? (asker may specify)
Thoughts on pregnant belly worship?
Thoughts on pregnant belly manipulation? (like pushing on or shaking a pregnant belly)
What's something kinky you would love to do to a pregnant belly, outside of the realm of normal pampering or worship?
What's an outfit you'd love to see a pregnant person wear?
For kink purposes, what's your favorite stage of pregnancy?
Favorite view for a belly? (straight on, side profile, POV looking down as though it's yours, ect)
Do you prefer a pregnant person dressed to the nines, or basically in their pajamas?
Describe one of your most self indulgent preg kink fantasies in full.
Do you prefer super active pregnant bellies, or bellies with calmer babies?
Do you prefer smooth and blemishless pregnant bellies, or ones with lots of marks and veins and strain?
Favorite non-belly physical attribute of a pregnant person?
Favorite state for a belly button on a pregnant belly? (innie, outie, flat, ect)
Thoughts on pregnant bellies with a soft layer of chub around them?
Favorite word to describe a pregnant belly?
Do you prefer when a pregnant person is "maxed out" and at the height of their possible growth, or big but still growing, lending to some anticipation for what's to come?
What's your ideal rapid preg growth speed? How long should it ideally take to go from a flat tummy to full term?
Do you prefer a large/overdue singleton, or a batch of multiples?
What what point does "high order multiples" become "rapid preg" to you?
Thoughts on monsterpreg? If you enjoy it, what's your favorite monster to be/see someone pregnant with?
If you enjoy pregnancy encumbering mobility, do you prefer if its due to size, or weight? or both?
Do you think of a pregnancy kink as a more "vanilla" kink, or as one of the weirder ones?
What are some aspects of pregnancy that you enjoy in a kink way that AREN'T the pregnancy itself? (Ex: breeding, labor, birth, lactation, ect)
Have you told anyone you know IRL about your pregnancy kink? If so, who (within reason privacy wise), and how did they take it?
Favorite piece of pregnancy-centric media? (could be for kink purposes or otherwise)
Favorite part of a pregnant belly?
Thoughts on belly piercings on pregnant bellies?
In a kink context, what's an activity you would you like to be doing/see someone doing while pregnant?
At what point does a pregnant belly go from "big" to "huge"?
Do you have any preg kink "guilty pleasures"? What is one, if you have any and are willing to share?
Do you have another kink that you enjoy mixing with pregnancy? If so, what is it?
Do you have any irl stories or anecdotes that relate to your pregnancy kink in way way? Care to share?
In as much detail as possible, what's your IDEAL pregnant belly?
Big belly birthing
more indulgent stuff, this was a test of the model's shapekey thingies i think
Kate could feel it coming, the familiar pressure in her pelvis, the tightening of her overfilled womb, any moment now her water would break. Warm amniotic fluid would fish out of her like a geyser as her body tried once more to deliver her long overdue baby. It would happen just as it had nearly twice per week for just over three years. Once more, Kate would fight against her body and instincts. She would plug her pussy and grind on the arm of the couch, letting the pleasure and pain mix as she waited for her body to once again give her just a few more days of pregnancy.
It wasn't unheard of for women to have long pregnancies, sometimes even making them permanent, but they used drugs and medical procedures to do it. Kate was determined to set the record for the world's longest pregnancy, and she wanted to do it all natural.
The first year had been easy, her due date had come and gone, and her baby seemed content to let her carry it for a long time to come. Then, just as kate came to her thirteenth month, she had finally gone into labor. Her water had broken in her sleep, and her baby was crowning almost before she realized what was happening. She had used her bare hands to hold back the slick, crowning head desperately fighting her body as she pressed it inch by inch back into the embrace of her womb. By morning, her labor had ended.
Now, three years later, she had had a few close calls, but she had managed to keep her baby inside. She was so close to her goal of being pregnant for five years, but at the same time, she didn't want her pregnancy to end. Maybe she would try and make it to ten years. That way, she could be sure no one would ever beat her record. She rubbed the massive dome of her gravid belly and let out a sigh. Then again, what if she tried again, this time with twins or even triplets.
A huge shoutout and thank you to @darkdaisy1984 for letting me use her picture and giving her input on this story.
“OH!! OH GOD!!! I’M GIVING BIRTH!! ”
She was in full denial.
Although she had felt the insemination, every moment of it, on the alien craft, she was in denial. The eggs, afterall, were small and soft and so when she awoke in a cold sweat, she didn't feel different. As she walked downstairs to eat breakfast, she had no way of knowing, the alien eggs were attaching to her uterus and growing.
She went to her classes, unaware that the eggs were not only implanting but growing. She went about her day without a single care, besides the odd twinge of pain that was easy to ignore, as the eggs grew.
She pulled on her dress to go out and only briefly ran her hands along the slight swell beneath her navel. There's nothing to worry about. She sucked in, and while it didn't disappear, it wasn't obvious.
She danced, they grew. She met a man. He bought her a drink. The eggs *ached* to be fertilized. She smiled and glowed, running a hand along his thigh. Her breasts felt fuller
In the bathroom now, he is pulling up her dress and down her panties. He enters her against the sink as she gasps. He is nothing special, but it feels so good, like ectasy, every thrust a mission. In minutes he climaxes, soaking the eggs, which each suck up multiple sperm.
She goes back to dancing, unaware.
The next morning, she wakes up to a pounding headache and an aching gut. She stumbles from bed to go for the advil but stops in front of the mirror. Her belly is hanging off of her like she's at least 6 months pregnant. Her mouth drops open. How is this possible? Is she dreaming?
She touches it slowly and it feels real. What on Earth . . . ? She lifts her heavy stomach and drops it. She has to laugh, as this is too insane.
She doesn't know what to do except put on a hoodie to hide her stomach and go to work. She might have been in shock, but it felt so unreal.
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She just got on the bus and went to work. She ignored the feeling of foreign objects clacking and shifting inside her. She would have to alter how she stood at the deli counter as the eggs in her changed shape.
On break, people give her odd looks as she hunches over the table, sweating, rubbing her stomach. She feels like something is wrong, but she will just go to the doctor after work. It's been eight hours since she was fucked.
Her belly was now halfway exposed and there was no hiding it as she walked, slowly, from station to station.
"Are you okay, miss?" An older woman asked. She smiled and handed her the sliced ham and said she was just tired. The older woman looked at her belly with concern but said nothing.
The store closed, and she began to clean her section.
That was when the eggs began to hatch inside her.
She has never felt anything so intenae or weirdly violent. She gasps in the dimly lit store, doubling over the mop bucket as the first of many eggs crack inside her womb, the alien spawn slowly emerging. It was so painful she was struck mute for a moment.
Dropping the mop, she starts to walk as quickly as she can, her gait wide, to the front of the store. She feels something hard but sharp press into her birth canal. Another egg hatches inside her, CRACK, and she screams.
"Something is wrong!"
Her coworker was shocked as he found her, still swelling, her stomach moving unnaturally. The normal, gentle fetal movements were replaced with thumps and thrashes. She is collapsed to her knees and then her back.
"Help!!" She cried, her throat tight, her belly growing as more and more aliens emerge.
"I'll call 911!" Her coworker offered, but he just needed to get away from her. She rolled onto her side, her stomach churning, tossing, pressing, sharp egg shell mixing with inhuman limbs. Still growing.
"Come back and help me!" She screamed as her coworker ran out of the building. "Get them out of me!!" Slowly, getting to her knees, she started to crawl. "They're killing me!!"
Her belly hung low, swinging underneath her, as she tried to reach the phone. It slowly pressed out, the movements jerking in all directions. Before she could reach the counter, her stomach touched the ground, her bellybutton grazing it.
She reached for the phone, a moment away, stretching pressed the creatures down towards her hips, before a sharp contraction, her belly oressing out further, pushing her back down.
She rolled onto her back and felt pinned. This was it. She screamed as her body worked to try to expel the aliens, who continued to grow and hatch. In her last moments, deliriously, she tried to count how many bodies she felt inside her. She lost count.
She was the first. But not the last.