I've Been Searching For A Similar DA Fic For Literal Years, About A Bird-girl Hybrid Who Births Eggs

How many months are you?

I’m already so big but have so much more growing to do! I can feel them all fighting for the little space they have 🥵

"Do you think I should go to the doctor?" Your friend texts with this video, with a silly background song to hide her fear.

Just three weeks ago, her belly had been normal. Not flat like a model, but *normal*. Empty. She had been able to run a bit and touch her toes and nothing was weird.

Then, she told you about an intense dream she had, where she had been paralyzed by light and strange creatures she couldn't really see, as if her eyes were forcing her to censor them, experimented on her. The 8 hours of sleep felt like weeks, she said, as they examined every organ in her body with technology she didn't understand.

Finally, she awoke in her bed, having lived a strange experience that she was determined to forget.

It was only a few weeks later, however, that she sent you this video, showing somethings unknown tumbling about in her belly. Whatever is inside her, and there are more than three, are growing more active with each hour.

force your sub to keep doing their schoolwork while they birth for you. you don't want them to fail their uni classes, right? besides, they're not an animal. they should still be able to think even as it descends deeper and deeper in their pelvis. right?

Imagine a pregnant boy getting possessed by while he’s in labor, something or someone taking control of his body and stopping him from pushing. Something else now controls his movement, but he can still feel everything that's happening to him. He’s screaming and crying, begging them to “please push!” and “please get them out of me!”, but the possessor doesn't move a muscle and just lets the contractions ripple through his belly. He has no idea how long he'll be possesed, forced to be stuck in labor for hours or days, completely helpless and at their mercy

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The swell of her belly was mesmerizing.

Standing in the bedroom, watching the writhing orb of his wife’s belly, Jaime stood motionless, his hand resting on the swell of his cock. He was always hard for her—always ready and willing—and as he watched her labour progress, he grew warmer, and wilder. They had come up with this plan together—had reached a tender agreement about the birth of their first child—and as he did every time he looked at her, Jaime wondered at his luck. He wondered at her tenacity, at her willingness to do the very thing he’d dreamed of since he’d been just a teenager, and he wondered at her love for him, so strong and so fierce. She had wanted to please him—Jaime knew it, beyond everything else—and he was selfish enough to let her, to allow their plans to come to fruition and to allow her suffering for his own perverse pleasure.

Panting and sweaty, his wife lay prone, fixed to the bed as she laboured through the night. Her belly was huge—it had grown much bigger in recent weeks and he could not help but touch it, so hard and so warm. The child within was writhing—he could see the bumps of arms and legs beneath her heaving, swollen breasts, halting with each contraction when the great orb constricted, forcing his child towards the opening between her legs.

The leather briefs she wore were tight, holding her to the bed with straps that he had fastened around her hips. Her arms were tied above her head, bound tightly to the posts on the overlarge bed, and with each new pain she writhed, pulling against her restraints. Jaime had covered her eyes, too—shielding them with a black scarf so she could not see—and her legs… oh, her legs.

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"How many are inside me?"

- The hottest thing a pregnant person can say

You don’t want to believe you’re in labor already, so soon? You have three weeks before your due date but you’re already feeling contractions.

You start to breathe deep breaths, trying to contain your nervousness. You know it maybe time, but you’re doing everything you can to prolong the inevitable. Spreading your legs surely wouldn’t rush this process, now would it?

You start to grind against the fabric that you’re sitting on, panties getting soaked in either your own wetness or your water about to break, but your eyes shut and you’re basking in the pleasant feeling.

“Oooh.” You moan out as you grind faster, your pregnant bump hitting the fabric. Your panties are now completely soaked from the thought of riding some cock. “Oh, God.” Your head tilts back as the feeling of grinding on something tough just instantly makes you orgasm.

You fall over for a moment in pure bliss, but the moment your hand reaches down to touch your panties, you can feel something between your legs. Maybe if you press down, it will shove the head back in? And you do so, ever so slowly you toy with the crowning head between your legs.

She sat in church, smiling, listening to the pastor talk about the value of purity and the spiritual power of saving yourself for marriage. "I could never break that vow." She told herself, almost tearing up, overcome with love for God.

She didn't know about the "prank" her little brother had pulled when they all got together for the holiday. A syringe of sperm inserted between her legs while she was asleep after some pills were put in her drink. He'd just wanted to know what would happen,he'd just learned that it could cause something really special,but nobody told him what. He was careful, her hymen was still intact and everything.

Now her inbred abomination was swelling her belly round, though she told herself it was just being careless with her diet. No big deal. She had no idea she was growing a deeply sinful fruit inside her, one that no priest would ever excuse or forgive her for creating.

She would remain joyously oblivious until she laid in her bedroom in the middle of the night months later, the head of this horrific burden taking her virginity, making this profane birth even more obscene and sinful. Praying to God to take this misery and pain and fear from her, to show her mercy. But if he heard, he didn't care. And, push by push, her own cousin slid out of her. She only realized she'd been pregnant when the newborn began to cry...