Hello world! This is the first time I've made a kink related blog, and I've figured I should try and make things obvious. Call me Rhodha, I'm a 26 years old female practically craving to be in labor/pushing out a baby, and as intense as possible, a total sado-masochist~
(Authors note; I don't do voice or send pics thanks to the general lack of courtesy, but everything else works!)
(🤰🏼/🍼/1️⃣/🏠/🫴🖐️🚩🏳️/🪑/🍳💪🐢⌛️/🎚️💦) (masochist enjoys the agony of her spouse needing to push her huge overdue baby back in a few times to adjust around the shoulder dystocia)
OHHHHH ANON YOUR MIND… you are speaking my language AUGH. Love me a huge overdue baby causing problems <333
Link to the birth denial request game!! Please generous people of birth tumblr, send me some more requests PLEASE THESE ARE SO HOT I'VE CUM FROM BOTH FICS I'VE WRITTEN SO FAR
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Julie gasped loudly as another contraction rippled through her, her hand flying to grip at her tight, gravid stomach. She'd been contracting for a few hours now, the massive head of her baby stuck inside of her birth canal, unmoving despite her desperate pushing. The sheer size of it alone caused her perineum to bulge out and flush her labia red — at least according to her wife, Anna, who sat between her legs, watching eagerly.
They both knew this was an incredibly risky birth- the baby was in a bad position, posterior she thought it was called? No matter the case, it had already been causing her excruciating, screaming levels of pain despite being nowhere near a full crown by any means. Not to mention it was well over 10 pounds, thanks to Anna keeping her at home and talking her out of going to the hospital to get induced when it was "safer".
Now, she was well past 41 weeks, and she felt every single one weigh down upon her as her world began to focus solely on the baby that was stretching out her poor cunt. Fluid dribbled down as she pushed, a loud scream pulling from her throat as the baby barely moved an inch forward, "FUCK-" She cried out, "HhhhnnnGH!!!"
Her fingers clutched the chair tightly as she tried to focus all her energy on pushing downwards. The deep, heavy pressure and the pain flaring through her was the only thing she could really focus on though. She just wanted this damn baby out! She knew it wouldn't be that simple though, not by a long shot.
"Just like that, come on." Anna instructed, her voice almost condescending as she watched. "Just grit your teeth and push. You know what you're doing." It wasn't quite praise, but Julie would take it as she tucked her chin and pushed, ripping another pained scream out of her.
"AGHHHH- ITS STUCK-" "It's not stuck, baby. You're just not trying hard enough." Anna cut her off before she could continue, making Julie let out a broken sob as she collapsed against the chair, panting harshly. "I am! I swear I am-"
"Really? Then push harder." Anna rolled her eyes, although they both knew she was secrely loving this. She loved seeing Julie like this, spread wide open for her, her whole world narrowed down to the pain in her poor stretched cunt. This was everything to Anna, and she already knew she needed to get her in this position again.
Julie gasped as she felt her cunt begin to burn, a shriek pulling itself from her throat as she threw her head back. "Holy FUCK its so big!" She cried out, "It BURNS!"
"Oh I know.." Anna hummed, her tone extremely condescending now as she watched the baby begin to emerge, Julie's cunt forming a teardrop shape around its head as she pushed. "Would you look at that, you're crowning."
Blood and fluids dripped around the babys head as Julie pushed, screams and cries tearing itself from her increasingly raw throat. "GETITOUTOFME!" She screamed, thrashing as the baby emerged to the worst of the crown, the burning flaring through her like a hot coal was pressed to her vagina.
"I won't be doing anything. You're the one knocked up with a 10 pound baby right now." Anna reminded her.
A loud cry left Julie as the posterior head finally emerged, Anna's gloved hand moving to hold it as she trembled. "The heads out." Anna commented, glancing up at Julie as she prepared to push once more.
A shrill shriek, louder than the rest, left Julie as she pushed again, her legs thrashing wildly as she tried desperately to get the shoulders out. Something was wrong though- she could feel the baby stuck in her cunt, unable to move past something inside her. The doctors had said this was a possibility- and now it was her reality, her babys shoulder was stuck against her pelvic bone with nowhere to go.
"FUCKFUCK- ANNA IT'S STUCK!" She screamed, trying desperately to push even just a little further, only to no avail other than causing her more miserable pain.
Anna hummed as she stared, "I guess we'll just have to push this baby back in and try again now, won't we?" She shrugged, not waiting for Julie's response before beginning the slow process of pushing the baby back inside Julies raw, swollen cunt.
The scream that Julie let out was nothing like Anna had ever heard before. "STOPSTOPSTOP NO PLEASE GOD NO- IT HURTS ANNA, IT HURTS!" She shrieked as though she was a banshee, her legs flailing and her hips bucking, trying to get Anna to stop what she was doing. "This is for your own good and the baby's. All you're going to do with that fruitless-" She used her other hand to catch one of Julie's legs glaring at her. "Pushing, is break the babys shoulder or your pelvis. Now if you kick me one more fucking time-"
Anna didn't get the words out before she was kicked again, making her scowl. "You're being a damn brat right now. Weren't you listening to me!?" She snapped, her irritation clear. She wasn't going to be gentle anymore- she shoved hard on the baby's head, forcing it deep inside very rapidly, pulling another ear-aching shriek out of Julie as she sobbed from the pain.
"ANNA STOP!" She screamed out, "PLEASE STOP NO-" Anna ignored Julie as she pushed the baby all the way back up, past her cervix and into her womb, effectively undoing everything Julie had managed to do in the last few hours.
"You want this, don't lie to me!" She spat, "Now you're gonna push this brat out again and do it right this time! I'm tying your damn legs down too, so you don't go kicking me again." Anna rose to her feet, walking over to the nightstand to grab the rope.
And much to Julies dismay- Anna was right. Julie couldn't help but love the power Anna had over her, so much so that she could undo everything she'd worked so painstakingly hard to do. Even if it meant she was in a world of agony, her cunt and ruined canal on fire and twitching uselessly. She couldn't help but love it- and god it made her wet beyond just the birthing fluids and blood that dripped out of her.
Anna came back and tied her legs down to the chair, making sure they were tight and almost unforgiving in their grip. She wanted to be sure she wouldn't dare try and kick her again.
"Now, try again." Anna instructed plainly, sitting back down on the floor to watch the do-over she'd so graciously given her.
This unfortunate reality happened to Julie two more times, her poor body having failed to manuever the baby in such a way that she could push it past her pelvic bone. And god- she hated how much she loved all of it.
Now, they were on her fourth attempt, the baby's head back at a near full crown in her bulging cunt. She was loose now, well stretched out over having to give birth to the same baby 4 times now.
"Baby PLEASE I need to give birth-" Julie pled, her voice weak as she pushed, desperately wanting the baby out of her- and, selfishly, wanting to finish. She could feel it slowly building this whole time, and she knew she was about to burst- and god she wanted to burst around the body of her baby.
Anna, who was holding the head of their baby in place, not letting it move further, just simply glanced up. "Have you earned it?" She asked plainly, being met with an overenthusiastic nod and a loud, "YES! I have, I've been so good- Please let me give birth, it hurts so bad!"
"I know it hurts, thats the whole point of birth. It's not supposed to be pleasant." Anna huffed, "But fine. Just let me have my fun for a few more minutes. It'll be another 9 months before you're doing this for me again, I want to savor this."
Anna bobbed the head in and out of Julie's entrance, almost pulling on it and forcing the skin tighter around it, almost like a drum head, before pushing it back in a few inches, allowing it to nearly go flat. Julie was in a mixture of heaven and hell, pain flaring through her like she was the violin Anna was winding tighter and tighter, bringing her closer to that peak she so desperately wanted.
Finally, Anna let it rest back in the position it had been, "If the shoulder gets stuck again, I'll be pushing on your stomach to get it out. No arguments." Anna demanded, waiting until Julie nodded furiously before tugging her hand away, gesturing for her to continue.
Julie pushed hard, a prolonged scream ripping itself from her as she desperately attempted to finally get this baby OUT! The head emerged bordering on easily, slipping back out just as it had done in earlier attempts. It was time for the shoulders.
Julie pushed once- twice, before they finally gave, a sob-filled cry of relief as the baby finally descended further. She could feel her climax drawing near thanks to the way the baby pushed out her clit from the inside, stimulating it in an awful, painful-pleasure filled way.
One last push, and Julie was done, her climax hitting her like a brick wall and causing her to squirt so hard, the baby shot out of her, Anna barely able to catch it in time as Julie's eyes rolled back. Her entrance spasmed as her climax lasted for almost 30 seconds, before she finally slumped in the chair, panting harshly as she stared weakly at their baby.
"You did quite well- I can't wait to see how well you do again in another 9 months." Anna hummed, a sadistic smile appearing on her face at the fearful noise that left Julie.
Despite all of that however, Julie knew she'd happily do this again with no complaint.
Its 2am I'm inebriated and I wish I were straddling someone and possessively giving birth on them. Like, growling and shit biting their neck making sure they stay in place so I can use them as a birthing spot
like. Thats my womb filling out your belly. I didn’t just knock you up I gave you the hardware. I carved out a piece of me I didn’t want and now it’s taking over your body. Can anyone fucking hear me
and it’s still your womb. That’s still your womb swelling up with babies, even if it’s rounding out someone else’s belly. It’s still a part of your body, it’s still yours, but it’s someone else’s problem. Somewhere out there your womb is getting stretched so full it makes you dizzy to think about and you’re walking around scot free.
dear transfems in the notes of this post i am putting together my best team of scientists to hurl us directly into David Cronenberg’s Crimes of the Future level of medical advancement so i can give a uterus to every single one of you
Adventuring party who thinks their rescued - and newly-minted member - tiefling is slightly plump around the middle from the easy life they've lived thus far, as well as being in captivity while an upstart lordling was trying to ransom them. No matter, plump or not they'll be just as strong as the rest of them after a few months on the road.
Imagine their surprise when one fine spring morning they're woken up one by one, groggy as shit, because the tiefling is grunting and growling in their tent - and when they warily part the flaps to check on them (arcane possession? hidden injury? what now, gods-) the party finds them on all fours, tail arched high over their back as they squeal and rock back into the heels, their tight little hole struggling to spread around the head of the baby they've been carrying in secret.
Pondering on a species of plant humanoid that, in response to elevated stress, rapidly gestates large seeds in the hopes that their young keeps on the lineage. This would have been useful back in the age of living in the wilderness, but in modern civilization it promotes quite a few challenges.
Luckily, the seed isn't fertile unless you've already had an encounter with a pollen producing individual, though the urge to plant and protect your seeds once they're birthed can be quite derailing.
Individuals of these species have an especially hard time in college, when the safety and routine of home is interchanged with a new life, new stressors, and a whole new environment to navigate through.
Early on, stress pregnancies would be kept more on the down low, as new students grow round in the comfort of their new dorms, with few friends and obligations to coax them out as their bellies betray how much the change has impacted them. Anyone with a basic knowledge on the species and culture, however, knows what that cute new freshman is going through.
Typically, it's exams that cause a spike in pregnancies. It's not uncommon to see the floral students walking around or sunbathing with bare, rounded midsections during midterms or finals. Rarely, you'll watch one begin to groan, clutching their belly during a test as their seeds begin to make an entrance into the world. Rarely, the extra stress of having to gestate and birth causes a chain pregnancy to begin, as their womb responds to the adrenaline of an unplanned birth and produces seed after seed long after exams have ended.
thinking about pregnant doms. maybe you have to earn rubbing their belly and doting on them. watching them struggle to get up and punish you for breaking a rule because their bump is in the way. it's slowly gotten harder to actually top their submissives, their big belly rubbing against your back as they fuck you doggy style.
they'd say things like "you're being such a good boy for me, you come kiss my tummy" or "misbehave again and no belly rubs for a week". constantly parading around the bump their submissive gave them, like it's the ultimate show of dominance. the bigger their belly gets, the more praise you recieve.
watching them huff and puff when their contractions start up, groaning as you desperately try to pleasure them to relieve the pain. still trying to keep up their dom persona in such a vulnerable position. pushing and pushing, commanding you around to help them in certain areas. once the baby (babies? 👀) is out you snuggle up to them, kissing their face and wiping the sweat from their brow. doms deserve aftercare too after all.