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under 18's do not interact | 30+ afab dyke indulging a lifelong pregnancy kink | kink is not real life; this bolg is unapologetically pro-choice and ssc. due to the nature of these kinks, the content we consume will not always reflect that. | YKINMKATOK!
nonbinary lesbian. afab but not a woman. 30's. disabled. into pregnancy with a focus on labor. Minors DNI 🔞(will block if you don’t have age in bio/pinned)
this is meant to be more of a passive reblog and collection blog, although i am hoping to post a little bit of fic in future. not looking to rp at this time, maybe i'll get brave enough someday 😅
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All types of pairings & combos of genders & sexual characteristics, although mlm content is usually the least interesting to me personally.
Fantastic/unrealistic scenarios
Impregnation/breeding, including cumflation. - dubcon is acceptable in fantastic settings, such as with sexpollen etc. if we're taking the time to focus on impregnation, possessiveness of breeder over vessel is a plus.
Oviposition & egg laying
D/s
pregnant sex, sex to induce/during labor, erotic birth
pregnancy-related whump and hurt/comfort
labor and birth (contractions and labor pains is really what it's all about. the more vocal the better. here for the moans, especially low chesty moans. squatting to push 🥵)
🍅not really for me
hyperpreg, non-pregnancy related tummyache kink, blowjobs, birth denial (altho with eggs it's fine, and mental denial "oh no this can't be happening to me now", etc), panty birth, vore
⛔️HARD STOP
feederism & blueberry, fetishizing weight gain/size, humiliation of any kind, inflation (other than cumflation), excrement
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Please let me know if you noticed i've reblogged anything sus and i'll delete it! And please let me know if i've reblogged from a bad source. bigotry will not be tolerated here
two different clips both from the same night - the first is not long after i got home from a long day at work, gently rubbing my clit and bringing myself to orgasm while i waited for my edible to kick in. i was already so pent up, i just needed release. the second (starts at 2:06) is a few hours later, once my brain was total mush and i had no inhibitions left. i brought out a vibrator that i haven't used in a while because it's pretty big, and just slowly drove myself crazy with it until i came so hard. listening back, i can't believe how obvious the difference is between both clips!!
You always wanted a baby, and now you're going to have one. You don't exactly have a partner right now, but that isn't too hard to work around - find a few matches online on just the right days, beg them to cum inside you, and soon you'll have a pregnancy test with two lines on it.
You've made plans for a solo homebirth. It isn't what's usually recommended, especially for first babies, but you want to feel in control as much as you can during the birth, with no doctors interfering or nurses yelling in your ear. Besides, the people online said it wouldn't be that hard, so you should be fine, right? You've had this planned for months, carefully rehearsing to make sure you'll be able to do this without medical assistance, and eagerly awaiting the day you'll finally bring your baby into the world.
You let out a moan as you lean over the bed, feeling your belly tighten once again as you sway your hips. You've been busy most of the day gathering everything you'll need, getting your room set up just right. Most notably, you have a large standing mirror at the foot of the bed, so you can see every bit of your progress, and a camera tripod next to it, to record the footage for "later reference" (and, for all your internet friends who begged to see it). All the preparations have been a nice distraction, kept you busy while contractions came again and again, while you slowly dilated more and more.
The next contraction peaks, and you feel a sudden pressure deep in your hips. It comes on strong and sudden, much worse than you expected, and you want nothing more than to just give in as you settle into a deep squat, but you pant hard as you struggle to hold back. "Am- Nhhhh- Am I dilated?" It's almost more than you can handle, but you just about manage to hold back long enough to press two fingers inside yourself, to feel for your cervix and see that it's all the way open.
It's agony to wait, but you pull your fingers out of yourself, get a good grip on the side of the bed, and make sure you have a firm stance on the floor before you finally start to bear down. You let out a grunt of effort, sagging just a little at the relief as you let yourself give in to the pressure. The head moves down a little with that contraction, a little more with the next, and a little more with the one after that. It's not fast progress, by any means, but it is steady, aided by gravity and your long, hard pushing. You know you need to push hard, to make sure this baby comes down fast, and the huge pressure of the head filling your hips does nothing to discourage you as you bear down again and again.
You stop short, mid-contraction, as you feel burning between your legs. "Haaaa- Up on the bed- Nnnnh- So I can see-" You struggle through the rest of the contraction, panting hard and waiting for your belly to release its grip so you can climb up. You let your legs fall wide open as you lay yourself back, giving you a perfect view of the mirror reflecting just a sliver of hair between your folds. You reach between your legs, and spread your lips in fascination. That's your baby! Right there! You have to push just a little more!
You pull your legs back with the next contraction, gritting your teeth through the burn as your lips stretch more and more the longer you hold the push. You keep your eyes fixed on the image in the mirror, willing your baby to come more, to come through that burning and meet you. The head recedes back inside you when the contraction ends, but you're not worried. You'll get to see your baby again the next time you push, bring them just a little bit closer to the world. For all that it'll hurt, you wait eagerly to feel that pressure, and pull your legs wide again when it finally comes. You feel the burn coming more and more as the head stretches your lips into a wide oval, but you don't let up. You can see your baby right there! You need to hold them- need it more than anything else. You bear down again as soon as the next contraction starts, forcing your labia to stretch wider and wider, almost desperately eager to see more of the head you're spent the last nine months creating inside you. You scream with the next contraction, even more with the one after that, but you don't let up with either of them. You push again and again and every bit of the burning, every bit of the terrible fire between your legs means you can see just that much more of your baby.
It hurts - it hurts so fucking much - you just want this head out of you, but you know you need to wait. "Slow, now. Take it slow now. Let it stretch a little." You cup a hand over the wide circle of head between your legs, brushing your fingers through the sparse hair. "Hi, baby. You're gonna need to stay there just a little longer, okay?" You do your best to be gentle with the next contraction, to push just enough to ease the head out a little more, but you know it's not going to last. Soon, you're pushing just a little harder than that, pressing back with your hand to help the head come slowly.
Soon after that, the dam breaks, and you're desperately trying to slow the head down as you feel fire catching between your legs. You push back on the head as much as you dare, but you can't stop yourself from bearing down with everything you have, forcing your baby down more and more as you stretch wider and wider. You can't take your eyes away from it, watching the head coming bit by bit no matter how much you scream, how much you cry out in pain, no matter how much you try to take it slow. Part of you is terrified at the sudden loss of control, at the unstoppable pain as the head forces you to stretch so wide so fast, but another part is ecstatic at seeing your baby come closer to being born, whatever it takes. You manage to regain a little bit of control with the next contraction, and a little more with the one after that, enough to slowly guide the head out of you, no matter how much your body begs you to just scream this head out right now.
"Okay- Take it real slow with the crown. Nice and careful-" You're so close. You give short little pushes between the contractions, guiding the head with both hands as you start to ease it forwards just a little more. "Okay- Okay- OH FUCK- FUCK-" You push, soft and short, and feel the head come forward just a little into your hands. Another, your lips part just a little more, fire on top of fire. A grunt of effort- More stretching, burning- The head comes so, so slowly into your hands- You feel yourself open- More- More- "HAAAAAAA- CROWN! THAT'S A CROWN! OHHHHHHH GODDDDDDDD-
You keep both your hands cupped over the head, struggling desperately to just pant your way through the terrible burning between your legs, to let the head just sit there while you breathe your way through all the pain. "Don't- AHHHH- Don't Push. FUCK- Just let it- GHHH- Just let it stretch you." You give everything you have to just pant through the pressure as you feel the huge head sitting between your lips, stretching you out more than you thought was possible. You throw back your head as you feel your body begging you to just bear down and get your baby out, feel your every instinct screaming at you to do whatever it takes to end the agony between your legs, but you just gasp, pant, struggle through the pressure, gritting your teeth as you fight your body's urges to give yourself time to stretch. Your breathing comes in ragged gasps as you keep your hands over the head, pressing against it as much as you can stand as you struggle to keep your baby in just a little longer. You barely manage to breathe your way through the endless pressure, feeling every bit of the ring of fire as the head pulls your lips so agonizingly tight, holding on for what feels like an eternity before you finally feel the contraction abate.
The pressure between your hips isn't exactly gone, but it is just about bearable as you lift up your head to look in the mirror. You let out an audible gasp as you finally get a good look between your legs. It hurts, hurts like nothing you've ever felt, but you can't stop your fascination from building as you catch sight of what you've fantasized about for literal years. You explore with shaky fingers, every part of you stretched, burning, pulled tight to the limit around your baby's enormous crown. You probe gingerly at your clit, stretched out so far to make room for the head, and groan in pleasure-pain as you feel the searing burn right where you're most sensitive. You trace your fingers around the head, feel your lips stretched, hot, tight as you grunt slightly at every bit of the unwanted touch. You suck in a breath as you start to work your finger beneath the stretched-tight skin to try to help yourself open up even more, but a fresh spasm of pain puts an end to that idea. You stare with fascination between your legs, delighting at the thought of the camera capturing every moment of this for posterity, and completely lose track of time in the fulfillment of your deepest, most fervent desire.
The pressure in your hips catches you by surprise. "Nnnn- Fuck- Not- Not with the contraction-" You start to pant again as you feel your belly gripping you tightly, as you fight to hold back the urge to bear down. It grows and grows, making you cry out at the growing pressure, cupping your hands over the head, making you cry out again as you put insitent force on the crown bulging out of you, fighting your every instinct to hold it in place against your body's overwhelming, desperate urges. You can feel your body pushing for you, but you keep your hands firmly in place, gritting your teeth as you fight your way through the endless burning, the unbearable pressure, as you give everything you have to keep your baby inside just a little longer. It's far, far too much - every cell in your body is screaming at you to pull your hands away and just let your baby out - but you hold back. It's unbearable, holding your baby in like this, but it's also something you've gotten off to more times than you can count. Slick fingers late at night, working desperately at your clit, the thought of a huge head crowning between your legs, held fast while you push and beg and struggle, while you're stuck stretched open at your widest point, screaming your way through the endless, terrible burning with no end in sight. Feeling it happen for real is so much more than you can handle, but it also fuels a part of you that wants to stay stuck like this for hours on end, that helps you hold on through the worst parts of your labor, that gives you the strength to hold your hands over the head, screaming your way through everything your body can throw at you until the pressure in your hips finally fades once again.
"Okay- Oh god- Oh my god-" You pull your hands away, and take one more look at the crown between your legs. The thought flashes through your mind to let the head stay just like this, to hold it in through the next contraction, and the next, to just keep going as long as you can stand it, but you know you're not going to be able to hold back through more pressure like that. "Okay- Nnnnh- Little pushes- Ahhh- Ease that head out-" You give short, soft grunts between the contractions, feeling the head inching its way out of you just a little bit at a time into your cupped hands. "AHHH- Okay, okay- Little more- NHHHHH-" You give one final effort, and jump slightly as you feel the last of the head slide out of you.
"Hi! Hi, baby!" You can't think of any words beyond that as you cup the head in your hand. That's your baby, right there between your legs! It didn't feel real before, but it certainly does now. You feel around the neck for the umbilical cord, groaning just a little at the pressure of your fingers against your sore lips. It hurts, of course, but it's heaven compared to the burning pain of the full crown. "Okay- Nnnnh- Here we go-" You feel your baby starting to rotate inside you as the next contraction builds.
The pressure grows as you wait just a little longer, letting your baby rotate all the way before you give in one last time. You spread your legs as wide as they'll go, curling around your belly as you cup the head in both hands. You bear down with everything you have, silent and fierce as you will your baby to come to you, for the shoulders to stretch you just a little more so your baby can come out. You don't feel any movement but you don't let that stop you, pushing as hard as you can into the burning between your legs. The shoulders feel impossibly wide, stuck fast inside you, but you don't give up. You lean into that pressure, bear down with everything you have, scream out your effort for the world to hear, then scream again as you feel something shift, feel the head move down, the top shoulder stretching you more and more, then the same with the bottom as your baby pulls you so, so wide. One more push for the hips, one more cry at the sudden, burning pain between your legs and you pull your baby out of you, up onto your chest. You hear a full-throated cry, and, suddenly, nothing else matters.
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It's not very long at all before you're busy reviewing the footage you took. You can feel you're still sore from giving birth, but this is just too hot to let that stop you. Your fingers found your clit long ago, working feverishly to the sights and sounds of you pushing and struggling and stretching so, so wide. You feel your body seize up, and you let out a cry of pleasure at the sight of your hand holding the baby inside. You gasp as you come down from your orgasm. "Next time- Hold it even longer." You can already feel the plans forming for your next birth.
This started out as a request fill, but got away from me to the point that it does not answer the request anymore. Here it is anyways.
There may be a part 2 to this if it gets sufficient audience attention.
