The adventurer was exploring a cave when he was captured by a drider, and speared on her ovipositor. She left an egg sac inside him, stretching his belly to a heaving full term mound in minutes. He endured the pain and the humiliation as best he could; eventually he could lay the eggs and forget this ever happened.
But that was months ago, and his hard, heavy belly is starting to move. The eggs are hatching inside him. His belly already hurts so much supporting the weight of the eggs, and now he’s getting bigger, and his skin hurts so much. He still doesn’t know how to get his clutch out of him.
Spread out widely on the large bed, screaming is all you can do now as the biggest head ever struggles to free its entrapment. You are thrashing wildly against the sheets, begging for relief but it will not happen for hours and hours....
you feel so full. your cunt is agonizingly stretched, too tight to accommodate the huge baby inside. you scream and thrash and beg for mercy, but your partner can’t do anything. they just hold your hand and wipe your sweat and mutter anxious encouragements. more and more painful contractions hit you back to back, your belly visibly tightening with each one. you feel the massive weight squirming inside you as it tries to force its way out, but it’s too BIG. you’ve never been in so much pain, and you just want it to be OVER. but it wont be anytime soon <3
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......
If you have experienced rapid belly growth, unexpected pain, or feeling a mass under your navel, please reach out! There has been an outbreak of these symptoms. This applies to all genders!
There was this drabble on here about a trans boy who got raped by a monster alien and he watched as other peoples were raped before him and he knew it was only a matter of time before his womb would burst open with the alien offspring as well. So here terrified as he’s raped and then afterward he holds his growing belly as he tries to make it to the medic bay or something. And he ends up being one of the few who survived.
I dunno, I’m just rambling about something that stuck with me and makes me feral.
This is me in bed, writhing in pain. Can you help me keep my legs open so I can push?!
Please? Oh GOD I NEED TO PUSH! AUUUUH!
Y'all I'm being so fr rn but I need an alien to be occupying my womb like right now. Preferably something overly active and noisy that I can constantly feel and hear, but I'd even be fine with a heavy and hard egg. Ugh :(
imagine you start a new form of birth control, and at first you think it’s working just fine. it even has the added benefit of completely stopping your period. your libido has ramped up a bit as well, but you have an *extremely successful* social life. that’s what the bc is for in the first place.
all is well until about a month after you start it, when you start noticing some… interesting weight gain. you’d shrug it off as another symptom of the bc, but you want to be sure, so you take a test. negative, thank god. aside from the slight paranoia, your partners certainly don’t seem to mind the soft, supple changes.
but you keep growing. within a week, you’re having to find larger pants and bras/binders to make room for your new curves. to say your tummy is noticeable would be putting it lightly.
you arrive at the doc’s office. she openly stares at you when she sees you, and lets you know that she’s going to do an ultrasound on you. you let her know that you’ve taken three tests at this point, all of them negative. she laughs nervously.
“I think you might be having an… unexpected reaction to the new birth control.”
she explains that what may have happened is, rather than fully stopping your cycle, the birth control locked you into the stage of the cycle you were experiencing when you started it. which, in your case, seems to have been ovulation.
“In other words, I think you may have been ovulating nonstop for the past two months. I’d guess that’s an egg or two every week, maybe three,” she says, as she places the wand on your sensitive midriff and begins sliding it around.
“Out of curiosity,” she says with an edge in her voice, “how frequently have you been sexually active?” you try not to notice how pale her face has gone.
you’re starting to feel a little dizzy from all this new information. you let her now that, before you started the new stuff, you’d average about one hook-up a week, maybe twice with an fwb, but with your upped sexual drive… it’s been a bit more than that.
she looks at the screen, and goes even paler. “Well, it’s a good thing you’re already laying down. No good way to say this, so I’ll just show you.”
she turns the screen to you.
you faint before you’re able to finish counting.
So Painful