Nnnrrf... All I Did Was Look At This Really Cool Wet Egg! >,

People occasionally ask me about the origins of my pregnancy/birth kink, and I just remembered something that I think was pretty crucial.

When I was in middle school I read the book “FEAR,” the fifth installment in a series by Michael Grant. It was honestly a bit too dark, gorey, and violent to be considered a young adult novel, but I digress.

Near the end of the book is a scene where one of the main characters is pregnant, and her pregnancy is accelerated by the external force of a powerful alien. She’s tired and scared to give birth but is forced to do so in a cave deep underground. I’d send the pages but I don’t have the book anymore, sadly.

This is the first and only time I’d ever read about a rapid pregnancy, and I think it really captivated me.

So yeah. Food for thought. Has anyone else ever read this book?

rapid preg thats JUUUUUST slow enough that you dont realize for a WHILE. especially if theres no button on your pants or shirt to pop off. you look down after being in the pool for a while, and suddenly realize you look about 6 months pregnant, and your swim suit is NOT hiding it. or thinking your sweatshirt is hiding it just fine on the plane so you take a nap and when you wake up somethings moving around quite a bit inside your obviously pregnant belly.

Who wants to stuff me full? Who wants to watch as whatever is inside fights to get out?

I want to be lying on my side with your 11 pound baby pushing through my cervix, slowly inching forward and opening me little by little. I want your baby to slip back in everytime a contraction ends. I want to whimper in frustration and pain as I push again but your baby slips back in. To be stuck on my side gripping my tight belly as I pant like a bitch in heat. As my puffy lips spread around your baby's fat head. I want to moan and scream and lean into each push. I want to do it twice over. After all, you gave me triplets.

Spontaneous pregnancy may feel initially like a blessing!

But please, learn from these people who lost their lives to the outbreak of insemination.

Your belly keeps stretching onwards and upwards, the child kicking with inhuman strength.

They're too big, theirs no way you could possibly give birth to this thing. You don't know what it is but it's clear that what ever it is, its not human.

No human pregnancy lasts a year, no human child could make a parent rival their couch in length.

an egg pregnancy but they stay in your birth canal, growing bigger and heavier day after day, pressing against your hole, begging to be birthed but you can’t push, they’re not ready yet. the more they grow, the lower they feel inside you, and you have to resist the urge to get on your knees until they’re so big you’re so uncomfortable and full, stretching open your boycunt as you have no choice but to bear down.

the eggs getting so huge that they end up practically pushing themselves out because there's no more room is so hot

guys, how do i get more seen in this community? any particular tags? i try uploading art/stories/posts, but doesn't really pick up...

heres some samples of my art:

"I- I'm not pregnant," the boy insisted, clutching his contracting dome of a belly. It had been sagging low, hanging heavy on his hips ever since it had dropped last week. You could see his stomach muscles harden and squeeze again, as they had been doing for several hours now.

"Really?" You said, "You could have fooled me. You don't mind if I hold your belly, right? I just want to get an idea of where the pain is coming from. ...Would that be alright?"

-You asked for permission, but you were already walking forward and outstretching a hand to touch your boy's gravid womb.

The boy but his lip, conflicted over whether to permit you or not. But before he knew it, your warm palms were pressing tenderly into his midsection... and you could feel the very shape of the babies you'd fucked into him nine months ago.

For nine months, he had been denying his pregnancy to you, and especially to himself.

Silly boy... as if constantly tugging down the bottom of his shirts to conceal his swelling belly all this time hadn't just drawn more attention to it.

"Ah! AHH!" a gush of fluid finally flowed out of him and down his exposed legs. "I can feel it coming... I can feel something descending... My body is telling me to push... No, no no no! I can't be pregnant-" your little boy began to break down in sobs.

"Shhh, shhh. It's okay. I'm here with you," you said as you kept using one hand to lift the weight of his belly off his hips, and lowered the other to check his dilation. Somewhat to your surprise, you could already feel the head of the first baby brushing up against your fingers. Your boy had held back his contractions for so long... and yet here he was, already in a beautiful crown.

"I'm not ready to be a daddy..." he breathed, gritting his teeth through the pain. "I can't be pregnant. I'm not even able to get pregnant..."

You were the sort of loving partner who would comply with anything your boyfriend wished.

"If you're not pregnant," you said, "then you won't mind if I push this back in."

You watched his eyes grow wide before you started to apply pressure and push your baby's head back to whence it came.

He looked so wonderful, round and swollen like this. Why not keep him this way a little longer? In all honesty, you both weren't ready to be parents just yet.

"You can keep them inside you until you're ready, baby. I love you. ❤️"

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.