Pregallery

M, 22 y.o. , no minors allowed

[donotpush]

This is a small comission for @monkasss, thank you for the support!

CW: graphic mpreg birth, NSFW.

If anyone would have even tried to tell Mark that he would spend his first year of college massively pregnant, he would have laughed his ass off. Bending over and clutching at his stomach while crying type of laugh.

But here he was, pregnant. 

He did his parents a favor, after all, there was no better way to show how grateful he was for everything his parents have done for him than being their carrier, right?

He wasn’t too sure at first. He was young and had a bright future in front of him, but his parents gave him a solution for all the possible problems: as long as he were pregnant, he could stay at home and he would be treated like a king. He could try some sort of hybrid college modality, alternating between on-campus and virtuality, if the pregnancy was too much to just show up to class.

And, most important for Mark, he could be pregnant without having to take on the responsibilities that came with it after the fun part was done. 

Because for Mark, the fun part was everything he ever wanted: he wanted to feel his belly swell, tight and packed with life, watch himself grow and go through all the changes that pregnancy meant. He went from having that athletic frame, the trademark of a hot college boy, to having a huge belly resting in front of him, a chest now full of milk, heavy and sore, and everything that he already had, pregnancy made it better. 

When he found out he was carrying a single baby, he was disappointed. He hoped that his fun could be duplicated or even triplicated, having multiples sounded like the apex of pleasure to him.

Double the price, double the fun.

As his body changed and his belly started to swell, gravid and full, he was, indeed, treated like a king at his own home. But the treatment he got from his parents was the least part he cared about, Mark was infatuated with his pregnancy. 

Everything felt amazing. 

Morning sickness? He only had to bear with it for a few days. 

Pregnancy made him glow and it seemed like every little sensation was intensified now. Every part of his body was sensitive, from head to toe, and he knew how to make the most out  of it. 

The skin stretched and tight over his belly, how sensitive his chest was, how sensitive everything was. He got a whole new vision of how good belly rubs could be... and some of the best sex of his life.

Mark fell in love with not only everything that was happening on the outside, but also on the inside, feeling the baby move and kick inside him. Even if sometimes it would only mean kicking at his bladder or killing him with lower back pain. 

So he just sat down and grew, enjoying himself more every day until he finally had a nice, firm and swollen belly resting between his open thighs. The moment Mark would look down and face a huge mound of flesh, the moment he was unable to close his legs without it being so uncomfortable for his belly, the moment almost all of his clothes stopped fitting, that was when he was sure that it was all worth it.

If anyone would have even tried to tell Mark that he would spend his first year of college massively pregnant, huge and bloated, with the weight of a baby on his hips and almost constantly pressing against his prostate, it wouldn't have surprised him.

If anyone would have told Mark that he would be giving birth on Thanksgiving eve, laying on the floor of his bedroom with a videogame on pause on his TV, now that would have surprised him.

Mark lifted his hips, swinging them in the air trying to relieve some pressure. Under him, his belly pressed and rubbed against the carpet of the floor, sending shivers through his spine every time his belly button touched the fabric. 

It was all happening so fast, contraction after contraction striking his body as Mark felt the head of the baby starting to make its way down his birth canal, pressing against his prostate.

His parents had left early in the morning, and Mark assured his parents that the cramps he had been feeling were just Braxton hicks, nothing to worry about; he was right there on his due date, but it was nothing to worry about.

When the occasional cramps became more intense, each wave coming faster and stronger than the one before, Mark still thought he had time. 

Five minutes more of playing and he would consider calling his mom. 

And then five minutes became ten and ten turned into fifteen, Mark squirming on his seat and huffing under his breath, trying to get comfortable with the weight that was getting lower and lower on his hips. 

It was too late when his water broke all over the chair, leaving him sitting on his soaked trousers and with a baby coming now.

A whimper escaped Mark's lips when he felt the head starting to stretch his hole, his ass throbbing painfully as he pushed. The head was applying pressure right to his prostate, every push he gave sent a wave of painful pleasure through his body. 

His eyes squeezed shut and groaned as another contraction hit, his fingers brushing all over the skin of his contracting belly to try to ease some discomfort, but failing miserably. 

The baby was slowly beginning to move, pushing, and Mark was pushing back. His body was telling him to push, but as much as he was doing so, Mark didn't feel the baby move at all.

"God, fuck!" Mark whimpered through another contraction. "C'mon, baby...!"

With a groan, he lifted himself from the floor, his belly hanging naked and so low in front of him now that he couldn't see his knees. With one last heaving effort, Mark pushed through to get himself to a squat. 

His hands reached to grip the armrest of the chair, and Mark pressed his chin hard against his chest as he pushed, his face turning red with effort.

One, two, three times, Mark gritted his teeth as he pushed. The head moved a bit, bringing a burning sensation to his hole as it started to stretch around the head.

"Fuck...fuck...fuck..." he muttered, his fists clenched around the armrest as Mark let out another cry.

His forehead was damp with sweat as he tilted his head back, looking up to the ceiling above him. The baby was right there, about to get to a full crown.

His fingers curled tighter around the armrest as he let out a loud moan, whimpering as he felt the baby's head push against his prostate, and then he pushed again. A gush of amniotic fluid came out of him when the head began making its way to his anus; Mark was completely unprepared. 

He grunted and tensed as he tried to keep his balance, the head pushing out of him, sliding down and stretching his opening with every push. 

Soon, it only took a few more pushes until the whole head was out. Mark threw himself forward to fall on his knees, shaking legs buckling underneath him as he pushed out the rest of the body. 

There was an instant of bliss as Mark closed his eyes for a second, breathing heavily and letting the relief sink in his body.

He lay on his back panting for a moment, the crying baby resting against his agitated chest. 

Well, he should probably call his mother, Mark thought. 

[donotpush]

This is a small comission for @monkasss, thank you for the support!

CW: graphic mpreg birth, NSFW.

If anyone would have even tried to tell Mark that he would spend his first year of college massively pregnant, he would have laughed his ass off. Bending over and clutching at his stomach while crying type of laugh.

But here he was, pregnant. 

He did his parents a favor, after all, there was no better way to show how grateful he was for everything his parents have done for him than being their carrier, right?

He wasn’t too sure at first. He was young and had a bright future in front of him, but his parents gave him a solution for all the possible problems: as long as he were pregnant, he could stay at home and he would be treated like a king. He could try some sort of hybrid college modality, alternating between on-campus and virtuality, if the pregnancy was too much to just show up to class.

And, most important for Mark, he could be pregnant without having to take on the responsibilities that came with it after the fun part was done. 

Because for Mark, the fun part was everything he ever wanted: he wanted to feel his belly swell, tight and packed with life, watch himself grow and go through all the changes that pregnancy meant. He went from having that athletic frame, the trademark of a hot college boy, to having a huge belly resting in front of him, a chest now full of milk, heavy and sore, and everything that he already had, pregnancy made it better. 

When he found out he was carrying a single baby, he was disappointed. He hoped that his fun could be duplicated or even triplicated, having multiples sounded like the apex of pleasure to him.

Double the price, double the fun.

As his body changed and his belly started to swell, gravid and full, he was, indeed, treated like a king at his own home. But the treatment he got from his parents was the least part he cared about, Mark was infatuated with his pregnancy. 

Everything felt amazing. 

Morning sickness? He only had to bear with it for a few days. 

Pregnancy made him glow and it seemed like every little sensation was intensified now. Every part of his body was sensitive, from head to toe, and he knew how to make the most out  of it. 

The skin stretched and tight over his belly, how sensitive his chest was, how sensitive everything was. He got a whole new vision of how good belly rubs could be... and some of the best sex of his life.

Mark fell in love with not only everything that was happening on the outside, but also on the inside, feeling the baby move and kick inside him. Even if sometimes it would only mean kicking at his bladder or killing him with lower back pain. 

So he just sat down and grew, enjoying himself more every day until he finally had a nice, firm and swollen belly resting between his open thighs. The moment Mark would look down and face a huge mound of flesh, the moment he was unable to close his legs without it being so uncomfortable for his belly, the moment almost all of his clothes stopped fitting, that was when he was sure that it was all worth it.

If anyone would have even tried to tell Mark that he would spend his first year of college massively pregnant, huge and bloated, with the weight of a baby on his hips and almost constantly pressing against his prostate, it wouldn't have surprised him.

If anyone would have told Mark that he would be giving birth on Thanksgiving eve, laying on the floor of his bedroom with a videogame on pause on his TV, now that would have surprised him.

Mark lifted his hips, swinging them in the air trying to relieve some pressure. Under him, his belly pressed and rubbed against the carpet of the floor, sending shivers through his spine every time his belly button touched the fabric. 

It was all happening so fast, contraction after contraction striking his body as Mark felt the head of the baby starting to make its way down his birth canal, pressing against his prostate.

His parents had left early in the morning, and Mark assured his parents that the cramps he had been feeling were just Braxton hicks, nothing to worry about; he was right there on his due date, but it was nothing to worry about.

When the occasional cramps became more intense, each wave coming faster and stronger than the one before, Mark still thought he had time. 

Five minutes more of playing and he would consider calling his mom. 

And then five minutes became ten and ten turned into fifteen, Mark squirming on his seat and huffing under his breath, trying to get comfortable with the weight that was getting lower and lower on his hips. 

It was too late when his water broke all over the chair, leaving him sitting on his soaked trousers and with a baby coming now.

A whimper escaped Mark's lips when he felt the head starting to stretch his hole, his ass throbbing painfully as he pushed. The head was applying pressure right to his prostate, every push he gave sent a wave of painful pleasure through his body. 

His eyes squeezed shut and groaned as another contraction hit, his fingers brushing all over the skin of his contracting belly to try to ease some discomfort, but failing miserably. 

The baby was slowly beginning to move, pushing, and Mark was pushing back. His body was telling him to push, but as much as he was doing so, Mark didn't feel the baby move at all.

"God, fuck!" Mark whimpered through another contraction. "C'mon, baby...!"

With a groan, he lifted himself from the floor, his belly hanging naked and so low in front of him now that he couldn't see his knees. With one last heaving effort, Mark pushed through to get himself to a squat. 

His hands reached to grip the armrest of the chair, and Mark pressed his chin hard against his chest as he pushed, his face turning red with effort.

One, two, three times, Mark gritted his teeth as he pushed. The head moved a bit, bringing a burning sensation to his hole as it started to stretch around the head.

"Fuck...fuck...fuck..." he muttered, his fists clenched around the armrest as Mark let out another cry.

His forehead was damp with sweat as he tilted his head back, looking up to the ceiling above him. The baby was right there, about to get to a full crown.

His fingers curled tighter around the armrest as he let out a loud moan, whimpering as he felt the baby's head push against his prostate, and then he pushed again. A gush of amniotic fluid came out of him when the head began making its way to his anus; Mark was completely unprepared. 

He grunted and tensed as he tried to keep his balance, the head pushing out of him, sliding down and stretching his opening with every push. 

Soon, it only took a few more pushes until the whole head was out. Mark threw himself forward to fall on his knees, shaking legs buckling underneath him as he pushed out the rest of the body. 

There was an instant of bliss as Mark closed his eyes for a second, breathing heavily and letting the relief sink in his body.

He lay on his back panting for a moment, the crying baby resting against his agitated chest. 

Well, he should probably call his mother, Mark thought. 

[mustneedsbe-strangers]

Writing About Birth

(from someone who’s been to more than a hundred of them)

1. labor is not nonstop pain from start to finish. It comes in waves. For most of active labor, your character will have a one minute long contraction followed by a 3-5 minute break

2. people very rarely scream their way through labor. labor sounds are typically what you might think of as ‘work’ sounds: moaning, groaning, grunting.

3. birth looks absolutely nothing like it does in tv and movies. nothing.

4. labor starts with water breaking in only about 10 percent of pregnancies. contractions usually come first, and most people’s water doesn’t break until they’re pushing.

5. there are three phases of labor. 1st stage: onset of labor until 10cm dilated, 2nd stage: pushing until baby’s born, 3rd stage: from the birth of the baby to the birth of the placenta.

6. for a first timer (or a ‘primigravida’), labor is on average about 12-16 hours long

7. labor typically starts with weak contractions 10-20 minutes apart from each other, that may not be in a regular pattern. they will grow closer together and stronger until they’re coming every three minutes or so, and then will stay about that time apart right up until the very end.

8. if your character is having an unmedicated birth then they will have a strong spontaneous urge to push. they will not need a room full of doctors and support people shouting ‘push’ at them

9. typically, people most prefer warm, dim, comfortable environments for their birth

10. people feel almost instantaneous relief after birth. although after a few minutes they will start to feel some milder cramping as the placenta is born.

11. before the forties and fifties, hospital births were pretty rare, and most births were attended by midwives or ‘yarb doctors’

12. your character will call their midwife or head to the hospital when they’re having minute long contractions that are regularly five minutes apart.

13. when given the option, most people prefer to labor on all fours, walking, forward leaning, or side lying.

14. people are perfectly capable of walking during labor. once or twice ive even seen a person walking with their baby’s head already hanging out of their bodies. they do not need to be carried everywhere.

15. light bleeding during active labor is not uncommon, nor is it a cause for concern (light = a couple of drops running down the legs)

16. if you want your character to have a true birth emergency, might i recommend a placental abruption or a cord prolapse?

17. tearing is not uncommon, but in the absence of “purple pushing”* it’s not as common as you may believe. there are four degrees of tears. First degree tears are typically left unsutured or given just one of two stitches to hold them together (think: biting the inside of your cheek really hard). Second degree tears almost always require suturing. If your character had an epidural, then this will be done in the immediate postpartum. If they have not, then the midwife or doctor will use a numbing medication, likely lidocaine, to numb the area first. a third or fourth degree tear is more complicated, and involves the rectum. in these cases, a doctor may choose to take your character to an OR for a surgical repair, or they may evaluate the situation and continue with a typical minor surgery repair. 

18. people are perfectly capable of eating during labor, although mostly people don’t have huge appetites, and many hospitals have policies preventing this in the case of an emergent caesarian. if someone is having a particularly long labor and their energy is flagging, you might give them tea with honey, juice, or broth to give them a bit of a boost.

19. a simplified overview of the process of labor is that during the first stage, the cervix will dilate from completely closed to a hole 10cm in diameter. during the second stage, the contractions of the uterus put pressure on the baby, moving it down through the open cervix and into the birth canal. this typically happens pretty slowly (especially for a first timer) and it is not unusual for someone to push for an hour or two with their first baby. the third stage follows the birth of the baby, and usually consists of a bit of a break and then some very mild contractions as the placenta is separated from the uterine wall and then is pushed out.

20. ‘crowning’ is not when the head becomes visible, but rather when the widest diameter of the head emerges from the birth canal (just about at the level of the eyebrows)

21. typically a baby is born head first, with its face looking back towards your character’s spine. however, babies can be born feet first or butt first (breech), or have wonky things like a hand next to their head.

22. if you want to give your character an extra painful labor, make their baby ‘sunny side up’, which is when the baby is facing towards your character’s stomach, rather than their spine. this causes lots of back pain that persists even in between contractions.

23. most (although definitely not all) people find it relieves the pain to have someone push very hard on their sacrum during contractions, or to squeeze their hips. Water is also a massive pain reliever during births

24. if your character has an epidural, they will be bed bound, and will not feel much of anything from about the ribs down. this can make things very chill for them. lots of people take naps, watch tv or read, or hang out with their families while in active labor with an epidural

25. even though they might not feel the pain, someone with an epidural will still be working very hard while pushing (think: sweating, grunting, etc.) and will usually feel a lot of pressure as the baby’s born.

26) it is not uncommon for the baby’s cord to be wrapped around its neck. the doctor or midwife will feel around the baby’s neck after the baby’s head is born to see if there’s a cord there, and will quickly pull it over the head to relieve any pressure if there is a wrap.

27) newborn babies are covered in amniotic fluid, vaginal discharge, vernix (a thick natural moisturizer with a cheesy texture), and sometimes blood. 

28) newborn babies are adorable, don’t get me wrong, but they also look like little aliens

Okay, there’s a lot of stuff i didn’t include on here, but this post is already getting out of hand. Feel free to reach out to me if you have any questions about birth, or if you’re looking for someone to beta your birth scene, i would be delighted to help!

*purple pushing is the practice of a care provider telling someone to push when they have no urge to. should not be practiced except in cases of a true emergency where the baby needs to be born right this minute, although it is still frequently practiced in many hospitals.