Spontaneous Baby Factory [Hyperpregnancy]
In which Kristina wakes up full term with a belly full of multiple babies
Contains: hyperpregnancy, erotic birth, orgasmic birth, breast expansion, lactation
Kristina awoke around midnight and tried to turn over in her bed, only to find she couldn’t. She was immobilized in her bed. Still groggy, she reached for the light on her nightstand, her hand blindly searching for the switch, knocking her cellphone to the floor in her grasping. She finally reached the light and flicked it on, still strangely blinded by a dark blur in front of her. It took her a moment to realize that the dark coloring was of her blankets risen high in front of her face.
“What…?” she murmured, not understanding how her coverings could be obscuring her eyes the way they were. She threw the blankets off herself and gasped.
In front of her was a mountain of flesh, rising high in front of her sight.
“M-my belly…?!” she exclaimed, immediately running her hands along the bulging skin. Her belly was now multiple feet high in the air, eclipsing her view of her feet and anything beyond them.
“Oooohhh,” she moaned, rubbing her hands along the bulging flesh. “What happened to me?!”
Her belly was strangely lopsided, as if overstuffed with whatever was filling it, not perfectly round but bulging at different angles. She ran her hands along it, feeling the heavy weight of whatever she was carrying.
But that wasn’t the only new weight on her body. Nearly smothering her face were her breasts, now the size of prize-winning watermelons, stretching her white shirt to its limits, her nipples as thick and long as the tips of fingers on top of the mounds of flesh. As she squirmed beneath her belly, she found that her thighs had thickened as well; the once slender limbs were now coated in a thick layer of fat that made them rub together on the bed. On top of that, her ass had plumped out, at least 45 inches around and very firm. She had at least 75 pounds of added curvage to her inflated body, and that wasn’t counting her enormous belly.
Kristina tried to sit up but her belly was so large and heavy that she was pinned to the bed. She felt a jolt of panic course through her. She was stuck. She reached for her cell phone on the nightstand, but it had fallen to the ground, leaving her helpless. Whatever was inside her belly suddenly shifted, the flesh bulging to the side, causing her to moan into the air. She rubbed at the spot with her palm, barely able to reach it. There was something firm and heavy beneath her skin.
“Oh my god,” she moaned, using both hands to caress her expanded middle. “I think…I think I’m pregnant…”
There was more movement inside her, a flurry of kicking and jabbing that made dents and bulges on her belly. She groaned, feeling as if there was an entire soccer team inside her womb. Her poor navel got the worst of it, a foot pressing outward against the tortured flesh, too far for her arms to reach so that she could soothe it.
“My god, how many are in there?!” she cried. “Triplets…? Quadruplets…?”
Based on the amount of movement in her expanded womb, Kristina guessed that there were at least four babies inside her, maybe five, and that they were very large, ten pounds at least. Between the fat gain and the weight of her uterus, Kristina must have gained 150 pounds overnight, her body now too heavy for her to move. She tried to roll over and cried out at the pain in her back, her poor spine unable to support the extreme weight of her body. She was completely and helplessly immobile.
“Ohhhhh,” she moaned, continuing to rub all over her belly. “I’m sooo pregnant…I’m…I’m a baby factory…! And these…” She reached up and cupped the gargantuan tits straining her white t-shirt. “These are huge! And so sensitive…” She was amazed at how good it felt to stroke her oversized breasts. They were huge and full and round, her cleavage long and deep. She flicked her fingers over her stiff, dark nipples, moaning at the sensation. As she rubbed them, two dark spots began to appear on her shirt.
“Milk!” she exclaimed. “I’m making milk! I really am a baby factory!”
Kristina was reduced to a mess of moans as her belly jostled back and forth ceaselessly, the huge babies inside her moving to and fro constantly. Her middle moved so much that it caused her breasts to jiggle and bounce on top of her distended belly, droplets of milk spraying out onto her shirt with every motion. She writhed on the bed, desperately trying to maneuver herself into an upright position, but the combined weight of her belly and breasts had her pinned hopelessly to the mattress.
“Oh god, somebody help me, I’m too pregnant!” she cried, pressing her palms into the bulges emerging on her swollen belly as if to push the babies back down inside her. “My belly feels like it’s going to burst! Somebody please help me!”
But it was useless. Nobody could hear her. Kristina was alone—well, except for the litter of babies inside her, of course.
As she ran her hands along her belly, she marveled at how tight her skin was. She could feel the outlines of each baby through the strained flesh of her womb, specifically making out feet and elbows and heads with her palms. As she rubbed, her breasts squished up into her face between her arms, so large that even if she hadn’t been pregnant they would have been too big for her to function. She could feel her thick thighs rubbing against one another, her legs probably a good 30 inches around now—each. And her panties had disappeared inside the cleft of her ass which had ballooned beneath her. Kristina was all curves, reduced to her most fertile features, a caricature of feminine fecundity. She felt like a womb and tits with a girl attached.
After a few minutes, Kristina stopped struggling and resigned herself to feeling the assault of kicks and punches inside her womb, giving a little half-hearted grunt in response every now and then. The babies seemed to slow down a little, much to her relief.
“I can’t believe I’m so pregnant,” she said to herself, peering over her monumental curves. Her tits were two huge mounds obscuring her vision, eclipsed only by her impossibly large and tight belly. Cautiously, she reached around her chest and pinched her thick nipple between her thumb and forefinger. An intense jolt of pleasure shot down from her tit to between her legs, causing her to moan. Her nipples had always been sensitive but now they were responsive to even the slightest touch. Biting her lip nervously, she brushed her finger over the hardened bud of flesh repeatedly, stroking it gently and feeling it stiffen in response.
“Oh my god,” she moaned, bringing her other hand up to cup her other breast, the flesh spilling over her fingers. “It feels…it feels really good…”
She pinched and tugged on her nipple, giving it a little twist and groaning lowly at the pleasurable sensation. Her breasts were round and firm atop her belly and felt incredibly heavy and full, as if her milk could let down at any second. Blue veins made zigzagging trails down the curves of her breasts to her nipples, the flesh slightly reddened from how stretched and strained it was. Kristina bounced her left breast in her hand as she played with her right nipple, watching as the mound of flesh jiggled seductively in front of her face. She moaned at the sight and sensation of her gigantic breasts being played with, using both hands to squish them together so she could admire the long line of cleavage in front of her face.
“These are incredible,” she remarked, unable to take her eyes off her mammoth tits. They must have been twice the size of basketballs each, so large she could barely reach around them to stimulate her nipples. With both hands now she stretched her arms to grasp at the thick buds of flesh sticking up prominently through her shirt, tugging on them as if she was milking herself, a low sound of pleasure escaping her lips. She made circles around her nipples with her fingers, all the sensation sending electric currents into her clit and causing her to spread her fattened thighs.
All the stimulation to Kristina’s nipples was causing her belly to tighten slightly, her womb beginning to squeeze around the giant litter within her. As the space became smaller, the babies responded to the lack of space with increased activity, squirming and shifting inside their mother. The tightening of her belly wasn’t painful, but was an interesting pressure on her abdomen. As she played with her tits, she watched with interest as a few babies bobbed under the surface of her belly, poking their heads and feet up, making the flesh bulge outward, before diving back down into the depths of her womb. She groaned as one of the babies slowly flipped positions, causing her belly to distort dramatically for a moment before returning to its usual oblong shape. So much was happening inside her body she could hardly keep up.
Kristina leaned her head back on the pillow and moaned into the open air as her belly tightened again, with more intensity this time, her babies moving in response to the constriction. She couldn’t stop playing with her tits, the sensation was too good. There was a pressure building in her pelvis but she hardly noticed with how wet she was getting from playing with her nipples. She squeezed her legs together as she stimulated herself, her breathing getting deeper and heavier. A baby kicked her left side and she grunted.
“This is so incredible,” she panted. “Maybe this pregnancy thing isn’t so bad after all. The kicking actually feels kind of good.”
Her belly squeezed down again, her skin becoming so tight that more of the babies’ outlines could be made out through her constricting uterus, the overwhelmed girl wailing weakly in pleasure. She could feel something very large settling lower and lower in her pelvis, putting pressure on her cervix. Her panties were damp with the fluids of her desire, her nipples beading tiny drops of milk that darkened the stretched and strained fabric of her too-small shirt. Her belly jerked to the left, then to the right, as her litter fought against her tightening womb.
“Oh god,” she moaned, her eyes rolling in her skull. “I feel like…I feel like I’m gonna cum.”
She squeezed her legs even tighter together, her clit throbbing, her fingers working tirelessly on her nipples, the buds of flesh so sensitive that it was like having two additional clits on her chest. The babies twisted and turned inside her, kicking her, kicking each other, her womb trembling and churning with movement. And all the while the pressure was getting deeper, harder, more intense. It felt like she was about to pop.
Kristina squirmed under her belly, letting out a whine of ecstasy. “Oh god, here it comes…I’m about to come!”
She panted hard, her giant chest heaving, her belly warping, and with a cry of orgasmic delight, a gush of fluid sprayed from between Kristina’s legs. She bucked her hips, riding out her pleasure, wetness leaking from her feminine slit. Her babies went wild, stretching and clamoring for space inside her, her belly looking like an overstuffed sack of puppies trying to escape. Kristina moaned lewdly, shamelessly.
The fluid didn’t stop. It kept leaking out of her. As Kristina came down from her orgasm, she vaguely realized that she was trickling way more fluid than made sense for an orgasm. She wriggled under her belly, trying to get a look around the giant mass of flesh, but to no avail.
“What’s going on?” she asked, placing her hands on either side of her belly and feeling just how tight and constricted it was. “What’s—ohhhhhhhhh.”
Without warning, her belly contracted—hard. The first baby’s head was driven down against her cervix, filling her pelvis entirely with how large it was, now uncushioned by the amniotic sack. Kristina felt the instinctual urge to part her legs and she spread them wide, roaring into the air with her head tilted back against the pillows.
“OOHHHH!! Oh my god, I’m in labor! Somebody help me, I’m having these babies!”
But there was no one there to help her. She was in labor, and she was going to deliver these babies by herself, however many there were.
The first baby’s head ground down against her pelvis, feeling as big as a grapefruit and very heavy. A contraction squeezed her belly tight, so tight that the flesh of her womb clenched down and made the outline of each baby visible through her skin, sending the skull through her yawning cervix. The top of the head stretched her tight, feminine hole, making her cry out in a mixture of pleasure and pain.
“Oh my god, it feels good, why does it feel good?!”
For whatever mysterious reason unknown to her, the sensation of her vagina opening around the skull actually felt pleasurable; she spread her legs a little wider and rolled her hips, working the big head through as she moaned lewdly. Her hole began to moisten, becoming slick with the fluids of her arousal, her nipples hard and thick on the tops of her huge, round breasts. Her belly never stopped moving, a litter of active babies squirming inside her as she labored, the kicks and punches only increasing her arousal, the reminder that she was filled to bursting with life only turning her on more.
Another contraction, orgasmic in its sensation and intensity, gripped her womb, and the first baby was sent deeper into her birth canal.
Kristina wailed, “Oh my god, I don’t wanna push, I don’t wanna…oh my god, I’m PUSHING!”
Against her will, she found herself pushing down on the huge baby, the enormous skull stretching her pussy to its limit. Her vagina bulged outward obscenely as the head reached its exit, the flesh straining around the top of the skull. Her hole went from a tiny slid to a small oval, then widened into a gaping chasm around the crown. The slimy head of the infant stretched her until her vagina was an angry red circle, barely fitting around the baby as it brutally made its way out of her.
Kristina threw her head back and forth, overcome with sensation, reduced to a raw and feral state where she could do nothing but scream and push.
“SOMEONE GET THIS KID OUT OF ME BEFORE I BURST!!” she howled. “OH MY GOD IT’S SPLITTING ME IN HALF!”
The baby’s head inched out of her, the nose popping free, the mouth becoming visible, until the head emerged completely with a gush of fluid. The shoulders entered her strained birth canal, the baby squirming directly against her G spot, causing fluid to squirt out of her tortured hole. A pressure was building inside Kristina’s pussy.
“O-oh my god…I’m gonna cum…please god no—OH GOD I’M CUMMING!”
She was unable to stop it; with a mixture of terror and unbelievable pleasure, Kristina’s orgasm crashed down around her, her voice lowered into a series of guttural grunts and moans as she climaxed. The force of her orgasm helped squeeze the baby through her pelvis, through her tight slit, the arms coming free, until, with an animalistic wail, Kristina’s baby landed right between her thickened thighs.
“Oh my god!” she cried, her face sticky with sweat. “I just gave birth!”
Kristina panted hard, her huge chest rising and falling with her breaths, but it only seemed like mere moments before another intense squeezing sensation overtook her abdomen. The first baby was hardly out of her when another was being shoved into her tight, sensitive vagina. Kristina leaned her head back on her pillow and roared as the contraction brought the second head to a huge bulge between her legs, her womanly lips swollen and red with strain.
“OH GOD, HERE COMES ANOTHER ONE!” she cried, her voice throaty and grunting with strain. She clenched her eyes shut and pushed as hard as she could, her low groan breaking into a high-pitched cry as she felt her pussy spread open around the crown of the head. The baby squirmed in the birth canal, its huge head rubbing directly against her G spot, making her moan in pleasure. Kristina bucked her hips, rolling them in the air as the crown stuck out between her legs, her ability to push interrupted by the intensity of the pleasure she was experiencing.
“This head…is making…me cum…!” she gasped between grunts of pleasure. “Ohhhhh here it comes, here I come…I’M CUMMING OUT THE HEAD!!”
Fluid gushed out of Kristina’s stretching pussy, squirting around the bulging head, as her flesh widened around the skull and let the head pop out.
“HOLY SHIT, THIS THING’S GOTTA WEIGH FIFTEEN POUNDS!” she wailed in horror and uncontrolled, forced pleasure.
The infant turned in the birth canal, the shoulders moving along her sensitive inner walls, making her groan animalistically. Another brutal contraction sent the baby down and through, and Kristina screamed as the giant baby squeezed completely out of her and landed beside the first.
Kristina couldn’t stop. The contractions weren’t letting up. She didn’t even have time to catch her breath before she was red in the face from how hard she was pushing. Baby number three moved through her yawning cervix and into her painfully tight birth canal, her vagina bulging dramatically between her thighs. The sensation of being stretched to her limit only caused the waves of orgasmic pleasure to increase, and as her delicate lips parted to lead the top of the head come through, Kristina was cumming again with a throaty roar.
“OH MY GOD THESE KIDS ARE STRETCHING ME SO MUCH!” she howled as the head reached a full crown. “MY PUSSY CAN’T TAKE ANY MORE!”
But it had to. She had to. She had babies to birth.
Baby number three’s head steadily squeezed out, then the broad shoulders, then the thick torso, until it landed between her legs with the others. Kristina was birthing so quickly she didn’t even have time to grab her babies, the infants piling up between her legs obscenely as she rapidly birthed an enormous litter. She panted hard, taking a good look at her belly. Even though she’d birthed over 30 pounds of baby, her belly was still enormous, looking overdue with quintuplets.
“How many…how many kids are in there?” she asked through heavy breaths.
Suddenly, her large belly warped ominously, a bulge starting on her left side, tracing the immense curve up her belly towards her navel then down the opposite side. Her whole womb jostled from left to right, and she could feel that it was the work of one baby that was causing all the commotion. The sensation was incredibly heavy and powerful, much stronger than any of the motion she’d felt before.
“Oh god,” she gasped as she realized what was happening. “This baby…it’s huge! And it’s about to come out of me! Oh my god, just how big is this thing?!”
She was about to find out, whether she wanted to or not. The baby turned dramatically inside her belly, looking and feeling like it was about to burst out of her, until its head was squarely inside her pelvis. Kristina let out a wavering moan as a contraction started to squeeze down on her belly, sending the baby’s giant head grinding against her open cervix. She huffed and puffed, panting through the contraction and the intense sensation of the giant skull moving downwards.
“Hoo-hoo-hoo oh god, it’s big, it’s real big,” she panted frantically, spreading her legs as far as they would go to make room for the gigantic head. “Big baby, very big baby, hoo-hoo-hoo, HNNNNNGH!!”
Kristina tucked her chin to her chest and pushed in tandem with the contraction, trying to force the baby through her widened pelvis. She felt it churn against her hips, straining against the tissue of her cervix, nearly entering the birth canal before she let go of the push and it receded back into her womb. The infant squirmed against her pelvis and she cried out in pain.
“Ohhhhhhhh god, get it out! Get this big thing out of me! Oh god, I’ve already given birth to triplets and I’m still not done yet!” Tears of panic and frustration started to stream down her cheeks when another contraction tightened like a vice around her distended womb, causing her to push down compulsively. All she could think about was getting this giant baby out, her mind laser-focused on birthing.
“HNNNGHHH!” she grunted as she bore down, curling around her giant belly. She held the push as hard and long as she could until she felt something shift inside her. Her eyes went wide and she cried out, “Oh god, here it comes!!”
The massive infant’s head finally began to slide through her hips, the very top of the head stretching her birth canal and making her moan in ecstasy. This baby felt significantly larger than the others and she could already tell that the skull was going to stretch her farther than she’d ever been stretched before. Kristina took a deep breath and pushed again, her voice breaking into a cry as the head descended farther.
“Oh my god, I’m bulging! I’m fucking bulging! This head is making my pussy bulge!” she wailed as the baby moved through her slowly but steadily. She tossed her head back and forth on the pillow wildly, her body now baring down without her even trying. “I can’t stop pushing, I can’t stop pushing, I can’t stop! Oh my god, this kid is splitting me in two!”
As her body forced the infant down and out, her delicate feminine lips began to widen around the top of the skull. First it started as a small teardrop-shaped opening with just a little bit of head peeking through, then a widened oval, then an angry red circle. The child was enormous, and extremely active; it squirmed and fought in the birth canal as though impatient to be born, its big head massaging Kristina’s g spot as it moved. She huffed and puffed, trying not to push any more as her hole acclimated to the size of the head. The baby kicked, so long that she could feel its feet on her ribs, and an additional stirring inside her belly told her this wasn’t even the last baby she was going to have to birth.
“Ohhhhhhh I’m crowninggggggg!” she moaned helplessly, the baby’s head looking huge and obscene between her legs. “I’m crowning soooo big right now! It’s such a big crown!”
Unable to hold back any longer, she pushed again, her opening spreading completely around the top of the head. Kristina roared shamelessly as the head moved through her, the brow emerging, then the nose, then, with a surge of fluid, the entire head popped out of her body. The baby turned in the birth canal, its huge shoulders passing through, the arms flopping out, and finally, with an orgasmic grunt, Kristina birthed the 18 pound baby.
“Oh my god, I got it out,” she panted, staring at the ceiling. “I just pushed out a huge baby, and it made me cum while I was doing it.”
Her belly was now significantly smaller and Kristina was feeling exhausted, but determined. Baby number five squirmed its way through her tight hole easily, flopping out between her legs with the rest of her brood. Kristina’s milk flow had picked up now that some of her babies were born and she was dribbling milk from both nipples constantly. Her breasts were full to bursting with fresh milk for her babies, but she couldn’t feed them until she got all of them out. The final baby shifted into position and Kristina pushed down as hard as she could, grunting deeply as her vagina widened around the infant.
“Almost…done…!” she said through gritted teeth as the head crowned. The child passed through her and within a minute she was groaning in relief as it slipped out of her tortured pussy.
Kristina fell back onto the pillow, finally able to truly catch her breath for the first time in hours. Six babies. She’d just given birth to six babies. And it felt good, she thought deliriously to herself.
After a moment she scooped up two of the babies and placed them on her enormous breasts, watching as they latched on and began to drink her milk. She moaned as they suckled, feeling an immense relief in her overly-full tits.
For the first time in many hours, Kristina was finally no longer pregnant.
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