You Lumber Into The Clinic Alone, Huffing And Grunting With Each Ponderous Step, Both Hands Braced Underneath

💕 Thinking about someone who's buried underneath their baby belly. So vast and heavy and undulating, it's hard to tell that there is a person struggling underneath~

More pregnant than person. Just a ball of flesh. Yum ~

Bright red, pulsing. Grumbling, gurgling, sounding like a pissed off monster.

That’s the best way to describe their belly: just monstrous. Just something utterly inhuman.

They could barely breathe. Even without their gargantuan belly pressing down on them like this, they are so packed, their lungs already didn’t have enough room to expand.

They quietly wail. Crying hurts almost too. It makes it harder to breathe but it’s all they could do.

They were so damn stupid to fuck around when they knew they were so fertile.

They squirm underneath their giant orb in the remains of their bed. Their bed had long given out underneath them and now, they fear the worst for their wooden weak floor.

They are still growing and they are hearing those ominous creaks again. It just might be their floor… or maybe even their belly…

They don’t know what’ll be worse: bursting or falling straight through a whole floor.

They cry harder. They can’t get any bigger. They don’t know what to do with all of these babies, their room is getting close in on them and they don’t know what’s going to burst or break next

They CAN’T get any bigger

But they most definitely will

“Please stop growing… I can’t take anymore… I’m going explode…” Their hands hover over their sensitive, groaning gut and beg. They are scared to even touch it.

And their belly responds with a dark rumble, signaling an impending growth spurt. The carrier whimpers and just prays as they try to prepare as best as they could

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?

After all these years of being a fan....I find out you're actually just a girl craving the darker side to pregnancy.

To grow a monster in your belly.

I wonder which of your bursting stories you really wanted to happen to you

The secret is all of them

431.3 There’s an alien invasion and they capture some people w uteruses to impregnate them with their species. Problem is their species head is way larger than the human birth canal. Between that and the thick body with extra arms, all of the experiments have ended in long agonizing labors, and death so far. The aliens keep tweaking the genetics but so far to no avail. Your water just broke. Were they able to make the baby (or babies) small enough to fit after another long agonizing labor? Or are you just another casualty. Do you know about the fates of the others going into this? 

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Number 731 was ever so slightly smaller than her cell mate, 730 and slightly bigger than 732 next door. Mind you, she was fairly certain they each carried twins. Either that or they each carried one large baby. Their captors refused to give them any information of their condition. Either way they all knew they were pregnant.

When 730 went into labor, 731 was able to hear her agonizes screams for days. She counted the days.. one.. two.. three.. the screams got quieter and less frequent.. four.. five.. on the sixth day there was nothing. Her cell mate wasn’t coming back. Neither was the baby. (Babies? She didn’t know.)

Three more days pass, and during this time 731 paced her cell. She had a hand on her back, worrying about what was going to come of her. If 730 didn’t come back.. did any of the others? Had seven hundred and thirty people really come to the same fate? Was she next? A cramp in her abdomen seemed to confirm her question.

The cramps came and went, despite her pacing, or attempts to get comfortable, but she did not cry out. Not yet. She kept her mouth shut until it was time for lights out. In the night there was nothing to muffle her groans of pain. The guard on duty quickly called for the medical team to extract her.

She was carried to the hospital wing and strapped to a bed with her legs spread. Her arms tied down to her sides. The pain in her back amplified greatly. It’s like these beings didn’t realize that laying flat on your back narrows the birth canal.. before they picked her up, she’s dilated to maybe a 6, but since being strapped down her progress stalled. The contractions did less for her.

She groaned through out the night as the aliens constantly roughly checked her with their thick fingers.. by the morning she had barely hit 7cm. They gave her medicine to up the intensity of the contractions but still she stalled. She writhed in pain, now screaming loud enough to scare 732 all the way back at her cell. She tried to hold her stomach, or to move or anything but she could only lay there suffering. Screaming.

Still it was another day and a half before she felt the urge to push. She was exhausted, starving, and still barely able to move. She begged the doctors to let her get out of her bed, let her walk around, let her squat for god sakes!

She pushed the best she could for being laid out. It was hours before she finally felt the baby bulge behind her lips.

The aliens got excited, perhaps 731 is going to be the one?? They watched eatery as the bulge pushed forward creating a sliver, and groaned when the baby slipped backward. A few of them even seemed to place bets, most of them betting against 731 though. It’s the safest bet.

She pushed, she strained, and she screamed. Her face turned red with bursted blood vessels. The baby barely made the sliver stay open. 731 had never felt so full in her life. Never felt so ready to split apart at the seems. Each push began to get weaker, her screams had long since faded. The baby stopped kicking it’s appendages.

The aliens took notes, and scribbled away. It’s the farthest anybody had gotten their baby yet, but the baby had yet to even come to a full crown by the time the monitors confirmed the truth, after 5 days of labor, 731 was just another statistic.

Screams from down the hall perked the aliens attention though.. maybe 732 would have a better chance?

hm. guy in labor with a big egg being forced to ride on horseback as prisoner. the rough movement of the horse combined with his labor pains and belly being jostled around is unbearable. and the egg being constantly rammed back into his hips whenever he makes the tiniest progress to get it out. obviously, his captors are unsympathetic.

oooohh thats soooo good. His captors watch as he struggles and writhes in his binds, begging and pleading them to let him give birth as he pushes uselessly. Each step the horse takes is agony, the constant bouncing forces the giant egg to fuck him over and over, leaving him a sobbing, writhing mess. Sometimes when his captors want to be even crueller, they bring his horse to a canter and laugh as his belly is thrown into the air and slammed down on the horses back while he screams for the horse to stop. When they tell his horse to gallop, the force of the egg being rammed back up into his bouncing belly is so painful he can't breathe, and only until he nearly blacks out from the pain do they finally bring the horse back to a walk. They have miles and miles to go before they reach their destination, and the poor boy is forced to hold in the giant egg until they arrive

forced birth

So Painful

🥵🥵🤰

That belly squish tho

A woman goes to the doctor because she missed a single period.

She has a slight rounding below her navel.

She is convinced she is pregnant.

The doctors dismiss her. It would be too soon to tell. Still, she takes a test - positive. She's pregnant.

She demands a sonogram. Inside her are at least 30 small, round, dark splotches - implated embryos.

The doctors beg her to abort or at least cull the pregnancy. There is no way anyone can take this pregnancy to term. She refuses, and leavss the clinic, resting her hand on the small curve of her stomach. Nothing bad could happen from what she was eager and deaigned to do, right?