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[twistedpanties-deactivated20250]

thinking abt trying to push the baby out and crowning while dad licks my clit to distract me

hearing my cries turns him on and he can’t help but run his cock against the head as i keep pushingggg

[rawrzzz]

Just push it back in and have your way with me

[rawrzzz]

You kidnap me and tie me up in your basement so I can’t escape. You rape me day after day until my belly starts to swell with your baby. One day, you come down to find me and my massive, overdue belly laboring your unborn child. A puddle of fluids grow around me. With one hand on my massive contracting belly, you stick your other hand in your mouth and then straight to my pussy. You wiggle your fingers inside me. You slowly start to finger my cervix. I moan and writhe in protest but there is nothing I can do as you tied me up. Once my cervix is gaping enough for you, you press your thumb into your palm and slip through into my belly. I begin screaming as a contraction rips through my belly in protest. You attempt to pull out your unborn child. Your elbow deep inside of me. My back arches and I writhe to try and get away but it’s useless. With a loud slurp, you remove your arm from my birth canal. Labor and Birth is in full force now.

I begin moaning as your baby nudges against my sore, stretched, cervix. You’re so turned on by my labor that you shove your erection into my laboring pussy. You begin to fuck me as I give birth to your baby. I groan through a strong contraction when the head comes into contact with yours. I beg you to take it out and let me give birth but you ignore me and continue to plow me. My belly uselessly contracts as you prevent my baby from being born.

Finally, you shoot a huge load into me. It helps lubricate the babies head. You pat my belly HARD and say “there, see, it was all worth it wasn’t it. Now deliver my baby like a good girl”. You get in between my legs and wait impatiently. With each contraction I make progress but not enough for your liking. You sit on my huge belly and begin to bounce on it. I scream and beg you to stop but you enjoy watching the baby bulge out and go back in.

Once the head is halfway out, you reach into my pussy and yank out the rest of your infant. I scream as I feel the shoulders, the chest, and the body of the baby slip through my overstretched and sensitive pussy lips. You cut the umbilical cord and almost ignore me until you realize my belly is still contracting. That’s when you see the movement in my still swollen belly. My back arches and I cry out as another contraction rips through my belly. You grin as you feel yourself get hard again.

[cherrise-rose]

Pregnant woman having been in labor for hours pushing as hard as she can until the head pokes through her stretched out cunt in a crown. She pauses to catch her breath and that’s when you make your move. You trace her taut pussy lips where they pull back over the wet skull of her baby. She recoils in surprise at the sudden touch but you don't stop there. You cup your palm over the head and push. She howls in pain at what you are doing to her. Her cunt flutter, pussy lips flap uselessly around your wrist. The head sinks deeper into her pussy and you continue to thrust it back even as you feel her birth canal flutter around your forearm trying to push back against the baby you are driving into her uterus. She clutches her belly and presses down on her stomach trying to keep the baby from being rammed back into her womb. It's almost impressive enough for you to stop. She must really want this baby out of her. Not to worry. Once your cupped hand breaches her uterus and you feel the dilated band of her cervix around your wrist, you let go of the head. She gasps when you open your hand inside her womb, groaning as you feel around. You root around in her uterus blindly, poking and jabbing the stretched thin walls of her stuffed uters and grinding into her slack cervix. The baby also flutters around and you watch the horror and pain on her face at the sensations in her belly and the lumps and movement showing through her belly. Finally, the baby kicks your hand and you grab the leg and pull gently. She's screaming again, her eyes wide in terror as her oblong torpedo belly morphs, stretching her overtaxed womb sideways. You pause and give her a moment to bask in the pain. She hesitantly touches the protruding sides of her belly, stretched wider than ever. She sobs in pain. You continue to pull the foot down and out her uterus, guiding it out of her pussy gently. As soon as you pull your fist out and let go, you smack the swollen underside of the fading woman's belly to get her attention. Push, you tell her. Her breath hitches at the odd sensation of a foot dangling from her puffy reddened pussy. She begs you in between broken sobs to just pull it all the way out of her. You ignore her and wait until she realizes you aren't going to do anything to help her birth the baby you repositioned into a footling breech. She screams at you, that you've made it too hard to birth now, that she doesn't know how to birth a baby foot first even as her body contracts like a vice to squeeze it out of her. You ignore her hysterical shrieking and watch the show. It's going to take hours to get the baby out, maybe even days. Her pussy spasms occasionally, forcing the baby out as far as it can. But it plunges back into her cunt as soon as the spasm passes. She reaches down to her vagina every few contractions as though she's going to try and pull her baby out herself. She never does. The pain of your pulling still hurting her birthing cunt.

[erilikestum]

Oh to have deep sex while in active labor.

I want the father of my child to fuck me while contractions get stronger and closer together. I want to feel his cock take away all of the pressure building between my pelvis as he penetrates my plump pussy.

Every stroke stretches out my future birth canal and my body gets overwhelmed, whimpering while taking him and breathing through the pain. My contractions coil me tighter around him. When his cock starts twitching inside of my overdue pussy I hold his hands, making sure he presses into the body he made ripe with his child.

I could feel his tip push into my dilated cervix and kiss the baby's head deep inside of me. And right before he cums inside of me I'd wrap my legs around him and push him even deeper. His cock pierces the amniotic sac and my waters gush against his hips while he fills my emptying womb with his cum.

[breedingfiction-deactivated2026]

I haggardly stand at the stove cooking him dinner when another pain comes. I bite my lip and grip the wooden spoon hard. I’ve been in labor all day and I had hoped that I would have dropped his baby by now, giving me the chance to get out. It’s taken me months to get my affairs in order. Once I am empty of him I will run and never look back. I never wanted this. I never wanted to grow a baby for any man— not even my husband. I have made it clear that I didn’t want children. He didn’t care. Never did. I was always intended to be his own personal baby factory.

Another contraction ripples through me and I grip the handle of the oven, gritting my teeth. I run my hand over my large mound thats causing my dress to go taut. It’s been hours. Sweat coats my head, I can feel it drip down my back.

From his perspective I’ve been tolerant of what’s happening to me. I’m not pretending I’m happy about this situation. He knows I’m not and doesn’t care. But I’ve been careful to hide the fact that I’m terrified and will leave the moment I can. I don’t think he suspects anything.

I feel his arms wrap around my swollen abdomen. He’s been way more physical with me in this state than he ever was before he got me pregnant and I know this damn belly is the reason why. He’s always staring at me, touching me, fucking me, like he can’t get enough. It makes me sick.

I’m a week overdue and I know nothing about what’s growing inside me. I could care less. He’s never allowed me any hospital visits because he won’t allow any man or woman to see the parts of me that he claims belong to him. Probably for the best anyway, it never left me an opportunity to get attached. He told me he wouldn’t allow me to give birth anywhere other than in our home where it would be just him and me.

So he could watch.

So he could watch as I scream and not be judged for how aroused giving birth would make him. He wanted a show.

I inhale as I feel a contraction creeping up, my stomach hardens under his touch. He stills behind me knowing what this means. It was a hard one and I can’t help the sob that escapes my throat.

“It’s time isn’t it?” He says. He reaches over and turns the burner off. “Dinner will have to wait,”

He turns me around. I start to panic, I have to do something to stall this or him… I don’t know. But I can’t give birth in front of him and not here where there’s no one to help me!

“M-Maybe I should go to the hospital…” I start, if I could get there I could have the staff kick him out. “You know, where it’s safer and they know what they’re doing,”

He chuckles. “Believe me, I know exactly what I’m doing. There’s not much to it you’re the one that has to do most of the work anyway,”

“Please, I would be much more comfortable there— what if something goes wrong!”

His eyes narrow. There’s no persuading him. “You’ll be fine, we’ve prepared for this. We have everything we need,” if I weren’t mistaken I’d say he looked anxious, in an excited way. “I’ll get everything ready” He headed upstairs.

Another contraction hit and I braced the counter in front of me to keep me up right. I moaned. I could feel a heavy weight descend deep inside me. It’s coming. I never wanted to feel this, I never wanted to know what this was like and now I don’t have a choice. This baby is about to tear its way out of me and he’s going to watch. Satisfied that he did this to me, that he made me do this for him. I can’t let this happen.

His baby dropped lower, I could feel the descent causing me to groan loudly. I couldn’t help it. As I groaned I lowered myself into a squat, still gripping the counter tightly above my head. I look toward the direction he left in hoping he didn’t hear me. It’s coming fast. I foolishly think I have a chance at delivering his baby before he gets back. Being in labor all day has hopefully paid off, I look towards the door to my salvation. All I have to do is…

I push.

As terrified as I am to do this I’m desperate to get it out quickly. I spread my legs wide apart beneath me, my dress allowing me the room I need. I read that squatting is the most efficient way to push out a baby. I have to get it out of me before he comes back— I won’t be made into a spectacle. If I can just get this life ruiner out of me I can leave. I’ll run and never look back so it can never happen again! I do my very best to keep quiet. My face straining with the effort to push and to prevent myself from making noise. I exhale through pursed lips, take another breath and push again. I don’t even wait for a contraction. I have to… get this… baby… OUT OF ME! I gasped.

“Ah!” I lean my head into my arm to muffle the noise. “Please, please, please!” I cry softly into my arm. I give another push closing my eyes. “Get out!” I growl. I push so hard and long that I didn’t notice my husband come back until I felt his hand reach under my backside between my legs.

I jumped in fear and cried out. I felt his fingers slip inside my wet pussy.

“Look at you…” he crooned.

“Stop!” I whimpered, still gripping the counter.

“I have to check your progress,” He put a hand on my back, pressing me into the cabinet and pushed his fingers in deeper. “He’s close, you’re about ready to crown,”

A contraction came and I felt the baby’s head slide into his hand as I involuntarily pushed. He groaned. I cried, both from the pain and knowing that my predicament is arousing him. It’s a nightmare.

He withdrew his hand and grabbed me under my arms, lifting me up and then his arm went under my legs as he carried me to the dinning room. He walked up to the table, kicked a chair out of the way and to my astonishment laid me atop the white table cloth.

“W-what are you doing?” I stammered. I cried out again and gripped my belly as my contractions grew worse.

This is not ideal. The hard, flat wood beneath me is making it so uncomfortable to birth. It’s perfect for him, I’m elevated giving him the perfect view to stand there and watch.

He grabbed my shoulders, laying me back and took each leg. He drew them up, bending them with my feet flat on the table and pushed my knees a part.

I pushed them back together. As if I could prevent this from happening. He forcefully shoved them apart again. There is nothing I can do to stop this, stop him from watching his baby tear its way out of me.

I could see the hunger in his perverse eyes. “I want you splayed out for me like my own personal feast,” He growled.

“Please…” I sobbed. I tried to get up, but he forced me back down. I couldn’t get far anyway. His baby is sitting so low inside me now I can barely move without feeling it. The urge to push growing increasingly strong. My body wanted me to give in, to push and be rid of it.

I screamed. Fighting my instincts to birth. “Ahhhhhha!”

His voice was eerily soft and low. “I want to see it ruin you. I want to see my baby split you wide,”

“No…” I sobbed. I would not be made into a spectacle. I swallowed my screams. My pants came out harsh through my nose and my face strained from the effort to hold back. I couldn’t help the growls and groans that I trapped in my throat.

I would not scream. I would not scream.

It’s what he wants. I refused to give him the satisfaction..

He shoved my dress further up my thighs so it wouldn’t block his view. Then took scissors that I assumes is for cutting the cord and cut my underwear off, tossing the aside.

“They’re ruined anyway,”

Then he grabbed the ends of the table cloth and yanked it toward him, bringing me closer.

“First, my appetizer,” He dropped onto his knees, stroking my thighs and then lowered his face to my throbbing opening. I felt his warm tongue flick my clit and I’m ashamed at how good it felt. Pleasure and mortification both mixing in a slurry of emotions.

“Please no… stop…”

He feasted on me a top our dinning room table while giving birth to his baby. I whimpered against his slick tongue. The baby’s head built pressure around it and it made it that much harder to resist the pleasure. This last thing I wanted was to endure him enjoying this and he’s forcing me to do the same. I wouldn’t give in! But the baby stretched me further and further until I thought I’d burst open and I couldn’t help but grasp onto those ripples of pleasure— anything to make the pain stop.

“PLEASE!”

Please stop? Keep going? I wasn’t sure anymore.

“Mmmm…” I felt him growl. “Cum out my baby…”

I hate this man. Not just for forcing this baby into my body and making me birth for him, but forcing me to enjoy any small part of this. My climax grew until it burst from me in a scream like no other. My muscles gripped and spasmed around the large baby inside my tunnel in a mix of pain and pleasure.

“GAAAHHHHHH!”

The waves of my release pushed the baby further from me into a full crown. “Get it out! Get it out of me!” I scream, there was no time for my body to stretch. I can’t help but spread my legs further a part to make room for this huge baby. I can’t possible push this thing out of my body!

He lifted his head. “Only you can do that honey,” He says unsympathetically. “And you’re doing beautifully,” he smirks.

I feel the pain searing all the way down to my anus. The baby’s head is bulging and straining against me.

I feel his fingers trace the head around my splitting, dripping folds. “Look what I did. He’s right there… coming out of you,” He sounded mesmerized.

I scream in terror that I’m about to tear wide open. “Ahhhhh! FUCK!!!” I stop pushing, I can’t possibly make myself do this!

“It’s splitting me!” I sob.

“Yes…” he growls, satisfied by my pain and the show I’m giving him because of it. “I fucked this baby into you and now you’ll give him to me,”

Despite my efforts to stop the head is slipping further, I’m not even pushing! My own body is betraying me with every contraction. “OH GOD! PLEASE NO!”

I grip the edges of the table, preparing for the worst. It has to come out. It has to! I don’t have a choice… but it hurts so much—too much.

“HELP ME PLEASE! PLEASE HELP ME!” I’m clearly desperate if I’m begging for this monsters help.

“Quit fighting it, you can’t. This baby will come out whether you want it to or not. There’s no stopping it. So spread those beautiful legs for me nice and wide and let it come,”

Let it come, like an order he’s waiting for. Like it’s my job to serve him— to give him this baby, literally, on a platter whether I wanted to or not. Another contraction comes and I feel his baby surging forward against my will. It’s coming and I can’t stop it! I pant hard and fast, my back arches, my knuckles go white, my legs spread wide. I groan loudly and involuntarily push, my body doesn’t give me the choice. My tunnel strains trying to force this heavy weight out of me.

I hear him moan. “Oh fuck yes,” I can hear him stroking his cock. “Keep going baby— push him out for me!”

My opening parts inch by inch, agonizingly slow. The pain searing and burning became too much and my mouth falls open with the most primal scream I’ve ever made as the head splits around my folds. Splitting me further than I ever thought I could.

“UGHHHHHH— AAAAAAHHHHHH!”

I felt the head slip from me in a hot wet rush, providing temporary relief. My head slumped back against the table. I heard him shout his release, I could see his limp form brace the table to keep himself upright.

“Fuckkk…” He panted and regained his composure, tucking his member away.

Then I felt the awful sensation of the baby rotating inside of me. “Ughh! OH! OH! UHHHH!”

He cupped the baby’s head. “This is it, its almost here,”

I gripped my legs under my thighs, my head and back lifting off the table slightly as I pushed.

“Push!” He yelled.

The shoulders strained and bulged. “UHHHHH!” I screamed.

“Keep pushing!” He kept yelling.

“FUCK YOU!” I screamed back. I gasped and drew another breath giving it everything I had left. “UGHHHHH!” The wide shoulders kept straining, This prick is doing nothing to help, just supporting his baby’s head.

“OH FUCK!” It has to come out, I can’t take anymore. I push desperately, sobbing.

“PULL IT OUT!” I scream.

“No! You will push! Push it out of you now!”

“I CAN’T!” I gasp.

“You will! Now PUSH!” He shouted.

I strain and strain, pushing until I run out of breath. One shoulder dislodges and then the second. The rest of the baby follows quickly into my husbands hands. I flop back against the table, utterly spent.

I hear the baby cry. “Good, a boy,” He says, not at all enthused. I hear him walk away with his crying offspring and put him somewhere in the living room. He comes back to cut the cord as I look towards the door I, heartbreakingly, no longer have the strength to go through with longing.

I felt him grip my thighs and lift me up slightly. My attention snapped to him.

“What are you doing?” My voice raspy from screaming.

“You did so good, I can’t wait to fuck another one into you…” He had me lifted up so he could push himself into my ass. The cord is still attached to me I hadn’t even delivered the after birth.

“You can call this my dessert,”

I sobbed. I could feel the dull cramping as my body attempted to deliver the placenta. He tugged on the cord as he thrusted into me and eventually without any will of my own, it slurped out of me onto the floor.

I disassociated it all and rolled my head to the front door once again feeling hopeless. My freedom that once seems so close now seemed too far away. He was almost done. As my body jerked with the force of his thrusts and his baby wailed in the background, I vowed that I would be gone by the time the sun came up.

[stew-ob-blog]

[vikyysblog]

❤️

[shockspectrum]

widespread religion that strongly believes and practices the idea that birth must be unassisted and untouched, with support people there only to watch and give emotional comfort

[anythingforhimm]

Rape isn't real

A women's body is literally MADE for men's pleasure

Our pussy's get wet to make it easier for a man to fuck us, it's in our biology

A women's orgasm serves no purpose and is entirely useless

Men were made to breed women, and a women's bodies are built to take it

Sex is only a man's pleasure, not women's which is why the whole concept of rape makes no sense

A women's job is to give her cunt to a man whether she likes it or not

It's not a women's choice, it's a man's

[otyget45]

Of course rape isn't real. I mean, did you cum at any point? If Yes, then you weren't raped. If no, I bet you were either very very close to cumming and/or two: you really really wanted to. Then, the above still applies.

Also, what were you wearing? If you were wearing anything except really boring and ugly clothes, then you were asking for it and thus you weren't raped. If you were in fact wearing boring and ugly clothes, what were you doing outside in the first place, then what happened to you is your own fault and thus you weren't raped.

[overpressurized]

Baby Factory

I was thinking of recruiting 1 or 2 girls to be secret baby factories, no one knows, just our little secret. But I am not sure if thats weird or something people would actually be interested in.

[birtheducation]

BIRTH VIDEOS FOLDER 3 is HERE !!!

FOLDER 3

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1WT4TraZLEVBhfhANpiSvlYRjuAEXqKFC?usp=drive_link

Folder 2

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/14cFr6aZjdaNJBY-MYjfrUObgoSyTpgEG?usp=drive_link

Folder 1

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1jy8YKV0fqSfKsvXq6_pZQ9sSHYOUmLlO?usp=drive_link

Folder 3 is 12.1 GB with 200+ videos!!! It has some awesome instrument births, pump births, C- sections , post birth repairs and more !! We will be expanding the drive for FOLDER 4 and Beyond !!! Look for future folders to be 30 to 50 + GB Each !! we do occasionally borrow some videos from other drives , but still have LOT'S of videos from our own collection and archiving through the years !!! Enjoy these for EDUCATONAL and SOUVINER purposes !! feel free to share them or even upload them into your own archives !! If you are looking for anything specific drop a comment!! We are always looking for new hospital births, removed videos or old hard to find videos !!! I'll start the questions with does anyone have or seen "Materidad de Maria" ???? i seen it on a birth site or "Yutube" years back and cannot find it .. i remember the nurse was pressing the belly during the after birth and it jolted out a huge gush of red fluids !! it splattered everywhere , while the Doctor was still tugging out the placenta from her , it was a gnarly video !! Thanks so much for sharing the first two folders!!! You're the best !!! Birth - On

[birtheducation]

Folder 4 is here and huge !!

50 + GB's of Birth videos for education and souvenir purposes !!!

FOLDER 4 https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1HoyInEHltqeUSlrJbDUDXBygCRrF3Ldb?usp=drive_link

Folder 3

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1WT4TraZLEVBhfhANpiSvlYRjuAEXqKFC?usp=drive_link

Folder 2

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/14cFr6aZjdaNJBY-MYjfrUObgoSyTpgEG?usp=drive_link

Folder 1

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1jy8YKV0fqSfKsvXq6_pZQ9sSHYOUmLlO?usp=drive_link

Please enjoy this mix of new , old ..hospital , home , C-Section , Forcep , Surgical Births and MORE . ( Repairs, episiotomies , clean ups , Full videos ect ) We have collected some current 2025 material as well as many hidden gems and rarities along the way !! THANKS to peopel uploading births , everyone that shared drives with matrial and YTube for still having a good collection , despite deleting a few awesome births through the years !! Thanks for sharing these links too .. i see you !!!!

[thatdude159]

New pinned for google drives

Since the original pinned post for my google drives disappeared, here is the new one.

birthvids part 1: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/0BwPfxpJEguTVcjJjWlZaMGFXNFk?resourcekey=0-V55Z1AElW3rqa57VhGycmQ&usp=drive_link birthvids part 2: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/0B6BSkF4KXZVKQUhRWTIxX1BTWGM?resourcekey=0-9oUCk-VLHvzzzVyBvhFR1w&usp=drive_link

from youtube or other video sites: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1C7Y3WNQdgkQcB8zhmaFE9fokhcMeu6Wl?usp=drive_link

other drives: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/15Z18Fps1DdRc2-BZcDtKBAHYfnSECtVt?usp=drive_link

3D anime birth pics made by me: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1PdkrrFGpc5epC-pWluuK1USo4F5K8teV?usp=drive_link

[crownformesposts]

I feel so vulnerable yet so strong at the same, I’m completely naked on the side of my bed .. legs wide open ready to push. I can slowly feel my baby make their head to my opening, but as I feel my baby crowning I feel my other hole crowning too, both holes slowly opening and stretching, my partner flashes the flashlight on both openings and confirms I am in fact having a double crowning 🥵

[42069justforfun]

Loooowww hanging bellies 😵‍💫🤤🤤

[pushsweetie]

How I wanna be in 9 months ❤️

[erilikestum]

Mastur-birth-tion

18+ MDNI

3300+ Words

Wendy had always been a size queen as long as she could remember. She loved the sensation of wonderfully round objects filling up her holes. She loved teasing the tips of them around her labia before pressing the object with firm desire on her opening. At first her vagina would yield, digging slightly into her pelvis before any stretching would start at all. 

She could get acquainted with the temperature. Cold objects ran shivers down her entire body often making her more sensitive. Then… A slip. She would gasp from deep within her chest as the cold cylinder would slip inside of her, her eyes would roll into the back of her head as she tried to hang on to consciousness, Wendy’s head a fuzzy mess from the pleasure. She would rather be stuffed with something warm, feeling it burn up the insides of her pussy as she stretched and strained to warm up her belly.

With her legs spread she would push out toys all night, as hours went on she would increase the size of them as the night would go on to shameful sizes. Each toy would only edge her until the largest she could take would make her black but in an orgasm.

It was a sensation she was long robbed of for the majority of her pregnancy. From the safe period, to moving into her new apartment, nausea and aches she rarely found time to masturbate as she once did. Wendy was at least 9 months removed from her last size play.

One of her favorite parts was staring at herself while she carried around the toy. A mirror facing the foot of her bed, she would take a long, hard look at her body. Her toy would bulge impressively, pushing out her skin to the outside, she would often poke the bottom of her pelvis to move it under her skin, biting her lip in pure bliss.

This morning her full term pregnant belly gave her a reminder of what a sight she truly was. She stared at herself in the mirror completely naked as her morning routine typically went. Wendy sat on her knees with a pillow between her thighs. Her right hand was occupied by a wanded vibrator on its highest setting, bouncing frantically on her pillow. 

“Unf… Aah… Yes… Yes....” Wendy mumbled, staring at herself in the mirror. She was ginormous, with her belly occupying her body. At this stage of her pregnancy her belly hung low, beginning to imitate the feeling of the toys she was getting ready to push out. 

“Ooh… Fuck… Yesss” She moaned, getting her other hand to rub her belly. As she got to her climax she drew her fingers around her stretch marks, the scars that she could only wish her toys would leave on her. 

“Mmmmmm…” She groaned with her teeth clenched. Wendy pressed her fingers into her belly, trying to feel her baby through her tightly stretched skin. 

“Ffuck!! Cum!!! Cumming!!!!” Wendy leaned her body forward into the orgasm grinding on her pillow to dig the nice, smooth silicone head of her vibrator over her puffed sensitive lips. 

The orgasm made her heart race, gave her a full body sensation and a tingle and made her breathe through her mouth. A braxton hicks contraction came over her belly. “Ahhhhh…. Ohhhhhh.” She moaned as it all came to an end.

As was the case for most days, Wendy wasn’t satisfied. She rode her pillow as compensation for not currently having a man, and having a man was rehab for stuffing herself full of huge toys during her pregnancy.

Suddenly, something inside of her gave in. Wendy rolled off from her bed and waddled over to her kitchen. She returned with her hands full of various foodstuffs of all shapes and sizes. Eager and not wanting to let herself come to her senses, she lay all of the groceries on the floor along with her designated humping pillow and her wand. 

Wendy had to lift her belly up to see her pussy in the mirror. Panting, she licked her fingers and spread herself wide. It appeared her lips had gotten fatter since she last tried stuffing. 

With her lips held open, she sucked the wide section of an uncooked chicken egg and began to insert it into her vagina. Wendy stared as the white egg began to become enveloped in her outer lips before feeling it inside of her. And then, she felt herself stretch. 

Even a relatively small item like an egg forced Wendy to cover her mouth with the sensation. It was the first tie in months she had been penetrated with anything but her fingers. And just like that, none of the white shell was anywhere to be seen inside of her. 

She tried to find the egg on the surface of her vagina, but all she grabbed was the base of her pregnant belly. Wendy’s muscle memory began to kick in. 

She spread her legs out before the mirror, holding them apart by her knees as she began to push. “Ooo…” She groaned as she mustered up the force inside of her. 

Pushing as she once did, she could feel the egg start to descend down her vagina into her opening. A little bit of the white tip of the egg began to slightly peek out from inside of her. 

“Haa. Haa. OO!” She gasped as the widest part of the egg shot from the force of her pushing. It missed the protective pillow and popped comically from her pussy onto the carpet in front of her, covered in her viscous juices. In response, her baby gave it’s mother a couple kicks from inside of the womb, feeding Wendy’s desires further to rub her expanded belly in response 

Her face was red like masturbation hadn’t done to her in so long, her head began to tingle, her whole body going back into remission over the sensation of bulging once more. 

She missed the feeling of being penetrated deeply, and she thought the egg  had potential to go much deeper.

Wendy’s second item was a banana wrapped in a plastic bag, making sure none of the woody ends would stretch her up on the inside. For her own reference, she held the banana up to her hip level and measured it against her torso. From her hips to the tip, the fruit measured all the way to her popped belly button. For what it was, at least her big, pregnant belly had already dropped for labor.

She got on her knees for this one, aligning the banana behind her she brought her increased full weight down onto the banana. Stretching her vagina open more in it’s deepest than it had ever been she couldn't help but to roll her eyes and bite her lip, grabbing a hold of her milk filled breasts as if she was riding a real cock. 

Up from the pillow the stem of the banana stuck out like a handle from under Wendy. With a loose grip on the stem she began to feed it deeper into her vagina until it rang like a doorbell on her dropped cervix. “Hnnnghh.. OOOhhhhh!” She moaned with her eyes crossed as her baby was tussled beneath her skin. 

Her body was more reluctant to release the banana, Wendy’s hands fought the suction of her pussy. It left with an audible pop from her pussy. 

For the biggest object she had taken with her, it shared a name with her belly button that poked out. A navel orange was taken straight out of the fridge and sat by her thighs as she pushed out the banana. Staring at the cold, porous surface with the navel to poke inside, her body began to tremble in anticipation.

Lifting her belly and spreading her lips again, it took both hands to apply constant pressure into her puffy pussy lips. Her fingers fed the orange into her vagina slowly and she could feel herself getting stretched. Looking into the mirror the vibrant orange from the fruit began to become engulfed again, surrounded in her darkened pregnant pussy. 

Her eyes began to roll to the back of her head. There was no slip, instead, the widest part of the orange stretched her vagina open all the way forcing Wendy’s legs to stay open. “AAAhn!!!” Wendy yelped. She looked at herself in the mirror, and even inside of her the large orange slightly parted her lips. She wondered if that was about 10 centimeters pushing her apart.

Wendy leaned back to the support of her bed puffing while the orange shifted inside of her. She bit her lip, planting her legs onto her carpet and began to bear down. “OOoooohhh!!!!” Wendy moaned, feeling the orange begin to stretch her apart. She saw her folds hugging the fruit.  

“Mmmnfff!!!” she squealed behind closed lips, she felt her legs tremble while she continued to push down. Slowly, the sphere came into her view. Wendy grinded on her pillow, struggling to feel the orange at the base of her vagina. As it began to move down she felt the navel of the orange that shifted, it’s irregular shape and feeling driving her mad. 

“Guhhh!!! OOOOOOH!” She hooked her thighs under her knees, aggressively prying her legs apart. Looking past her belly, the orange was coming to a full crown inside of her. Wendy’s heart raced. “Hoo… Hoo… HOOO!”  she began to pant, her head started to get fuzzy. At the oranges widest point her lips strained and started to turn white and sore.

She scrambled to get her vibrator, and turning it to the highest setting she fumbled her wand around trying to find her clit under all of her belly in the mirror. “Come on… Come on…!” She whispered to herself in anticipation. She felt the silicon head on her most sensitive area and flipped the switch. 

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!” 

In one click all the sensations came together packaged in a powerful orgasm. The sudden stimulus from the vibrator caused her to jolt. One deciding push purged the orange out of her vagina. The force got it to roll beside the other foodstuffs, and by the end, she threw her arms down and relaxed.

Her breaths were slow and deep out of her mouth, satisfied by finally being able to push out heavy objects once again. Sweat rolled down her forehead with her legs still wide open. A barrage of kicks pummel the top of her belly forcing a gasp out of the recovering mother. 

“Sorry to startle you, I really, really needed that.” Wendy barganed, giving her belly a couple affectionate rubs. With some TLC her baby calmed down their storm inside of her glowing belly. 

“Ow!” She winced under a sharp pain that seized her womb. Despite the contraction her tendencies kicked in, causing Wendy to grind her thighs together in pleasure. “Hey, stop that!” she gasped with her eyes closed, grinding out the contraction inside of her against the pillow. 

Her stomach tightened again. An audible rupture was heard from outside of her body that forced Wendy’s legs apart again. 

“ANNNNHHH!” She cried as a torrent of fluids spewed out of her tender pussy. Her amniotic fluids drenched everything in front of her, seeping into the pillow and the carpet even getting onto the mirror. Her water had broken 

“Oh no… Don’t come yet! I just came!” she hollered trying to get to her feet to reach the phone. No longer suspended in their watery home, the baby’s weight bore down under her pelvis with her legs getting up to a squat.

“Urrrrrrghhhhhh!!!!” She moaned while her baby’s head began to force its way through their mother's cervix. Stumbling off of her feet, Wendy was on her butt again.

“O-oh?” she groaned. Another contraction slowly squeezed her midsection. In front of her eyes and a mirror her uterus began to shrink and squeeze on the baby that had grown inside of her for 9 months.

“Mmmmmmhhhaha!!!!” Wendy moaned. Her eyes shot into the back of her head through the sensation. Ever the size queen, what she was about to push was deeper than any toy she had ever inserted before.

As the contraction strained it’s hardest Wendy swore she saw the outline of her baby, the thought of the size of her child inside of her drove her mad. Suddenly her heart began to race again. Her mouth hung open.

“It feels good…” she reassured herself. Wendy spread her legs open. Still tender from the size play from earlier she was hesitant to check her dilation. Bracing herself, her middle finger slipped into her wet pussy, sending warm pleasure into the rest of her body.

 “Uh, hhAH-” she bit down on the side of her arm as her fingers brushed passed her opening cervix. “Hoo… hoo... Hooo.” She blew into her forearm inspecting the fine details of her birth canal with her fingers. Her cervix was opened up slightly, and at the very center of it she felt a warm, round, hard shape lodged heavily into place. “My baby…” Wendy moaned, rubbing the top of the head with her middle finger. 

“Guhh!!” She wrenched. Feeling the brunt of another contraction come quickly. The head began to slide quickly under her fingers, forcing apart the unconditioned cervix to 10 centimeters easily. “Grrrrnghhhh!!!!” Wendy groaned to the unique feeling of her cervix dilating.

Her insides tingle in euphoric pleasure, her heart raced faster and faster, out of sync with her labored breaths. The contracted ended with beads of sweat forming on her forehead.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahnnnnnnnn!!!!!” 

Her break was interrupted by another contraction brutalizing her belly again. While Wendy’s belly began to tighten, she placed her hands on the top of her belly. “Oof… arrngh!” She winced and panted, feeling her child’s kicks recoiling against her drum tight uterus. “I know you’re stressed baby, but work with me-OOOOOwwwwwwww!!!!”  

The head began to move to the top of her birth canal, slowly opening her vagina to a weight, shape, and warmth she never felt before. “Hah… hah… hnnnnnfff!!!!” she moaned as the baby descended down her birth canal. The baby was lodged into her pelvis like a cannonball, forcing Wendy’s legs to stay open. Wendy’s hands followed the trace of her baby as it continued to move lower and lower down her pussy.

“Push… I need to push” she reminded herself. Uncomfortable in her current position, she shifted to the only position that felt right in with her huge, laboring baby bump. Wendy hooked her arms under her knees again, spreading herself wide open to view all of herself in the mirror. 

“Heeee… hoo!” She took in deep breaths waiting for the next contraction to push with. Her belly started to seize up under her fingers and she felt the baby slowly start to move once more under the constricting pressure of her uterus.

“Hee hee hoo, hee hee, hooOOOOOOO!” Wendy bore down with all of her strength, propelling the baby slowly and steadily down her birth canal, filling her vagina with her baby’s entire head and shoulders. The sensation! The pleasure! A weight like nothing else spreading her apart made Wendy absolutely feral, salivating while extending her knees to bring her legs high above her head. 

“It feelsh sho GOOODDD!” she yelled through clenched teeth. She bore down, harder and harder, pushing until her belly would contort itself and turn hot. As the contraction ended Wendy let her legs down, her breaths even more raggidy than the last contractions. She looked down to the sight of her slit open to the sight of a wet head of hair thoroughly stretching her labia folds. Some of her white vaginal fluids decorated the surface of her baby’s exposed head. Her heart could not stop.

The top of her belly began to deflate, signs of her baby travelling further downwards. Out of line with the next contraction, Wendy couldn’t wait to indulge, she rubbed the outline of her belly further, agitating the large heavy orb she carried around with her. “Hooo… Hooo. It feels so good to be pregnant…. Hmmmmngggg!!!” She groaned, spreading her pussy out to it’s limit. 

Wendy’s legs hung wide open while she pressed her force to her abdomen, beginning to expel her child out into the world. She could feel the finest details of her baby’s face rubbing against her tender, moistened vaginal folds. The hairline passing through, divits of her baby’s eyes, finally, stopping its nose.

“Shhhnnnrrrghhh! AAaaaaahHHHh… Cum… Oh my god... I’m going to cum! RRRaaaaNNNGGHHHHH!!!!!” She cried, the head popping out with an audible pop and a squirt of steaming fluids onto her floor. Wendy’s pussy had never been stretched so intensely before! 

Her tongue hung out, her chest heaved up and down. “One…. More!!!” She told herself. Wendy parked her heels onto the ground. She held her own sheets behind her as the final contraction began. Wendy threw her hips forward, in a decisive strain, pushing all of her force into her uterus she let out a powerful cry. “GRRRRRAAAAAAANggHGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!” Wendy screamed

To her dismay, the head did not budge, exhausted, Wendy slid back further with her throat and pussy on fire. “Nonono! Don’t be stuck!” she cried, looking everywhere to try to find a solution.

While she waited she began to feel the baby’s head begin to move and begin to take its first breaths during their own birth. She could feel her newborn's hands and feet begin to move inside of her. She had to move fast. 

Wendy puffed her breaths, finding the fastest way to free her baby’s shoulders. That's when she saw her loyal wand to her right. Hesitating for a moment she held her breath while her baby’s shoulders grinded into her pelvis. “Ow… owowowow!” 

She switched the head of her vibrator on, the familiar recoil hanging particularly heavy in her hands. She was really about to masturbate her baby out. Feeling the kicks towards the center of her belly now caused her to bite her lips. Her belly began to constrict once more. She regained her breath and her hands started to shake, a mixture of anxiety… and anticipation. SHe began to salivate at the thought of her baby’s shoulders slipping free to welcome the baby’s whole body.

The pain started to take control of her belly, it was time for her to push. “Hoo… hoo…” she winced in pain, grabbing her belly. “Ddon’t worry… you’re going… hnnnnghhhhh… to… hah… be born soon.” 

She brought the silicone head to her pussy slowly. The vibration could be felt between the space, Wendy stood no match to the feeling as contact was made. Pleasure shocked into her entire body like electricity, tension from her uterus fought with her muscles' ability to feel the vibrations, combining into a fiery combination between her legs. 

“URRRRRRRGHHHHHHHNNNN!!!!!” she howled. Wendy’s hips shot into the air, the positional change freeing the caught shoulder. She wielded the vibrator with both hands, relentlessly grinding against the head as she kicked the toy up to it’s highest setting to feel the wand drill into her clitoris while her baby emerged.

“FUAAAH… annnnghhhh FUUUUUUCKKKKK.” Wendy snarled. She grabbed her sheets behind her, curling her toes. One shoulder popped free from her pussy. Her climax was teased for so long, and after her crowing, after her entire pregnancy, she could feel the size and weight of all 10+ pounds of child that she was so close to pushing out.

Her baby’s weight began to slide out of her completely. Her vision was going white and she was losing all senses of control over her body.“GONNA… FUCKING. CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUM!!!!!!!”

With a pop and a geyer of juices the second shoulder emerged. Wendy’s baby slid safely onto the pillow. Her hips fell and Wendy’s body was left twitching on the foot of her bed. She breathed slowly, ragged breaths to get air back into her body.

Loud cries from a healthy pair of lungs filled her bedroom and the new mother scrambled to her butt urgently scooping up her baby and holding her to her chest. “I’m sorry, aahhh. I think I got carried away…” She kissed her newborn on the head, her heart racing. “I might have to get you a sibling soon though…”

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[erilikestum]

Mastur-birth-tion

18+ MDNI

3300+ Words

Wendy had always been a size queen as long as she could remember. She loved the sensation of wonderfully round objects filling up her holes. She loved teasing the tips of them around her labia before pressing the object with firm desire on her opening. At first her vagina would yield, digging slightly into her pelvis before any stretching would start at all. 

She could get acquainted with the temperature. Cold objects ran shivers down her entire body often making her more sensitive. Then… A slip. She would gasp from deep within her chest as the cold cylinder would slip inside of her, her eyes would roll into the back of her head as she tried to hang on to consciousness, Wendy’s head a fuzzy mess from the pleasure. She would rather be stuffed with something warm, feeling it burn up the insides of her pussy as she stretched and strained to warm up her belly.

With her legs spread she would push out toys all night, as hours went on she would increase the size of them as the night would go on to shameful sizes. Each toy would only edge her until the largest she could take would make her black but in an orgasm.

It was a sensation she was long robbed of for the majority of her pregnancy. From the safe period, to moving into her new apartment, nausea and aches she rarely found time to masturbate as she once did. Wendy was at least 9 months removed from her last size play.

One of her favorite parts was staring at herself while she carried around the toy. A mirror facing the foot of her bed, she would take a long, hard look at her body. Her toy would bulge impressively, pushing out her skin to the outside, she would often poke the bottom of her pelvis to move it under her skin, biting her lip in pure bliss.

This morning her full term pregnant belly gave her a reminder of what a sight she truly was. She stared at herself in the mirror completely naked as her morning routine typically went. Wendy sat on her knees with a pillow between her thighs. Her right hand was occupied by a wanded vibrator on its highest setting, bouncing frantically on her pillow. 

“Unf… Aah… Yes… Yes....” Wendy mumbled, staring at herself in the mirror. She was ginormous, with her belly occupying her body. At this stage of her pregnancy her belly hung low, beginning to imitate the feeling of the toys she was getting ready to push out. 

“Ooh… Fuck… Yesss” She moaned, getting her other hand to rub her belly. As she got to her climax she drew her fingers around her stretch marks, the scars that she could only wish her toys would leave on her. 

“Mmmmmm…” She groaned with her teeth clenched. Wendy pressed her fingers into her belly, trying to feel her baby through her tightly stretched skin. 

“Ffuck!! Cum!!! Cumming!!!!” Wendy leaned her body forward into the orgasm grinding on her pillow to dig the nice, smooth silicone head of her vibrator over her puffed sensitive lips. 

The orgasm made her heart race, gave her a full body sensation and a tingle and made her breathe through her mouth. A braxton hicks contraction came over her belly. “Ahhhhh…. Ohhhhhh.” She moaned as it all came to an end.

As was the case for most days, Wendy wasn’t satisfied. She rode her pillow as compensation for not currently having a man, and having a man was rehab for stuffing herself full of huge toys during her pregnancy.

Suddenly, something inside of her gave in. Wendy rolled off from her bed and waddled over to her kitchen. She returned with her hands full of various foodstuffs of all shapes and sizes. Eager and not wanting to let herself come to her senses, she lay all of the groceries on the floor along with her designated humping pillow and her wand. 

Wendy had to lift her belly up to see her pussy in the mirror. Panting, she licked her fingers and spread herself wide. It appeared her lips had gotten fatter since she last tried stuffing. 

With her lips held open, she sucked the wide section of an uncooked chicken egg and began to insert it into her vagina. Wendy stared as the white egg began to become enveloped in her outer lips before feeling it inside of her. And then, she felt herself stretch. 

Even a relatively small item like an egg forced Wendy to cover her mouth with the sensation. It was the first tie in months she had been penetrated with anything but her fingers. And just like that, none of the white shell was anywhere to be seen inside of her. 

She tried to find the egg on the surface of her vagina, but all she grabbed was the base of her pregnant belly. Wendy’s muscle memory began to kick in. 

She spread her legs out before the mirror, holding them apart by her knees as she began to push. “Ooo…” She groaned as she mustered up the force inside of her. 

Pushing as she once did, she could feel the egg start to descend down her vagina into her opening. A little bit of the white tip of the egg began to slightly peek out from inside of her. 

“Haa. Haa. OO!” She gasped as the widest part of the egg shot from the force of her pushing. It missed the protective pillow and popped comically from her pussy onto the carpet in front of her, covered in her viscous juices. In response, her baby gave it’s mother a couple kicks from inside of the womb, feeding Wendy’s desires further to rub her expanded belly in response 

Her face was red like masturbation hadn’t done to her in so long, her head began to tingle, her whole body going back into remission over the sensation of bulging once more. 

She missed the feeling of being penetrated deeply, and she thought the egg  had potential to go much deeper.

Wendy’s second item was a banana wrapped in a plastic bag, making sure none of the woody ends would stretch her up on the inside. For her own reference, she held the banana up to her hip level and measured it against her torso. From her hips to the tip, the fruit measured all the way to her popped belly button. For what it was, at least her big, pregnant belly had already dropped for labor.

She got on her knees for this one, aligning the banana behind her she brought her increased full weight down onto the banana. Stretching her vagina open more in it’s deepest than it had ever been she couldn't help but to roll her eyes and bite her lip, grabbing a hold of her milk filled breasts as if she was riding a real cock. 

Up from the pillow the stem of the banana stuck out like a handle from under Wendy. With a loose grip on the stem she began to feed it deeper into her vagina until it rang like a doorbell on her dropped cervix. “Hnnnghh.. OOOhhhhh!” She moaned with her eyes crossed as her baby was tussled beneath her skin. 

Her body was more reluctant to release the banana, Wendy’s hands fought the suction of her pussy. It left with an audible pop from her pussy. 

For the biggest object she had taken with her, it shared a name with her belly button that poked out. A navel orange was taken straight out of the fridge and sat by her thighs as she pushed out the banana. Staring at the cold, porous surface with the navel to poke inside, her body began to tremble in anticipation.

Lifting her belly and spreading her lips again, it took both hands to apply constant pressure into her puffy pussy lips. Her fingers fed the orange into her vagina slowly and she could feel herself getting stretched. Looking into the mirror the vibrant orange from the fruit began to become engulfed again, surrounded in her darkened pregnant pussy. 

Her eyes began to roll to the back of her head. There was no slip, instead, the widest part of the orange stretched her vagina open all the way forcing Wendy’s legs to stay open. “AAAhn!!!” Wendy yelped. She looked at herself in the mirror, and even inside of her the large orange slightly parted her lips. She wondered if that was about 10 centimeters pushing her apart.

Wendy leaned back to the support of her bed puffing while the orange shifted inside of her. She bit her lip, planting her legs onto her carpet and began to bear down. “OOoooohhh!!!!” Wendy moaned, feeling the orange begin to stretch her apart. She saw her folds hugging the fruit.  

“Mmmnfff!!!” she squealed behind closed lips, she felt her legs tremble while she continued to push down. Slowly, the sphere came into her view. Wendy grinded on her pillow, struggling to feel the orange at the base of her vagina. As it began to move down she felt the navel of the orange that shifted, it’s irregular shape and feeling driving her mad. 

“Guhhh!!! OOOOOOH!” She hooked her thighs under her knees, aggressively prying her legs apart. Looking past her belly, the orange was coming to a full crown inside of her. Wendy’s heart raced. “Hoo… Hoo… HOOO!”  she began to pant, her head started to get fuzzy. At the oranges widest point her lips strained and started to turn white and sore.

She scrambled to get her vibrator, and turning it to the highest setting she fumbled her wand around trying to find her clit under all of her belly in the mirror. “Come on… Come on…!” She whispered to herself in anticipation. She felt the silicon head on her most sensitive area and flipped the switch. 

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!” 

In one click all the sensations came together packaged in a powerful orgasm. The sudden stimulus from the vibrator caused her to jolt. One deciding push purged the orange out of her vagina. The force got it to roll beside the other foodstuffs, and by the end, she threw her arms down and relaxed.

Her breaths were slow and deep out of her mouth, satisfied by finally being able to push out heavy objects once again. Sweat rolled down her forehead with her legs still wide open. A barrage of kicks pummel the top of her belly forcing a gasp out of the recovering mother. 

“Sorry to startle you, I really, really needed that.” Wendy barganed, giving her belly a couple affectionate rubs. With some TLC her baby calmed down their storm inside of her glowing belly. 

“Ow!” She winced under a sharp pain that seized her womb. Despite the contraction her tendencies kicked in, causing Wendy to grind her thighs together in pleasure. “Hey, stop that!” she gasped with her eyes closed, grinding out the contraction inside of her against the pillow. 

Her stomach tightened again. An audible rupture was heard from outside of her body that forced Wendy’s legs apart again. 

“ANNNNHHH!” She cried as a torrent of fluids spewed out of her tender pussy. Her amniotic fluids drenched everything in front of her, seeping into the pillow and the carpet even getting onto the mirror. Her water had broken 

“Oh no… Don’t come yet! I just came!” she hollered trying to get to her feet to reach the phone. No longer suspended in their watery home, the baby’s weight bore down under her pelvis with her legs getting up to a squat.

“Urrrrrrghhhhhh!!!!” She moaned while her baby’s head began to force its way through their mother's cervix. Stumbling off of her feet, Wendy was on her butt again.

“O-oh?” she groaned. Another contraction slowly squeezed her midsection. In front of her eyes and a mirror her uterus began to shrink and squeeze on the baby that had grown inside of her for 9 months.

“Mmmmmmhhhaha!!!!” Wendy moaned. Her eyes shot into the back of her head through the sensation. Ever the size queen, what she was about to push was deeper than any toy she had ever inserted before.

As the contraction strained it’s hardest Wendy swore she saw the outline of her baby, the thought of the size of her child inside of her drove her mad. Suddenly her heart began to race again. Her mouth hung open.

“It feels good…” she reassured herself. Wendy spread her legs open. Still tender from the size play from earlier she was hesitant to check her dilation. Bracing herself, her middle finger slipped into her wet pussy, sending warm pleasure into the rest of her body.

 “Uh, hhAH-” she bit down on the side of her arm as her fingers brushed passed her opening cervix. “Hoo… hoo... Hooo.” She blew into her forearm inspecting the fine details of her birth canal with her fingers. Her cervix was opened up slightly, and at the very center of it she felt a warm, round, hard shape lodged heavily into place. “My baby…” Wendy moaned, rubbing the top of the head with her middle finger. 

“Guhh!!” She wrenched. Feeling the brunt of another contraction come quickly. The head began to slide quickly under her fingers, forcing apart the unconditioned cervix to 10 centimeters easily. “Grrrrnghhhh!!!!” Wendy groaned to the unique feeling of her cervix dilating.

Her insides tingle in euphoric pleasure, her heart raced faster and faster, out of sync with her labored breaths. The contracted ended with beads of sweat forming on her forehead.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahnnnnnnnn!!!!!” 

Her break was interrupted by another contraction brutalizing her belly again. While Wendy’s belly began to tighten, she placed her hands on the top of her belly. “Oof… arrngh!” She winced and panted, feeling her child’s kicks recoiling against her drum tight uterus. “I know you’re stressed baby, but work with me-OOOOOwwwwwwww!!!!”  

The head began to move to the top of her birth canal, slowly opening her vagina to a weight, shape, and warmth she never felt before. “Hah… hah… hnnnnnfff!!!!” she moaned as the baby descended down her birth canal. The baby was lodged into her pelvis like a cannonball, forcing Wendy’s legs to stay open. Wendy’s hands followed the trace of her baby as it continued to move lower and lower down her pussy.

“Push… I need to push” she reminded herself. Uncomfortable in her current position, she shifted to the only position that felt right in with her huge, laboring baby bump. Wendy hooked her arms under her knees again, spreading herself wide open to view all of herself in the mirror. 

“Heeee… hoo!” She took in deep breaths waiting for the next contraction to push with. Her belly started to seize up under her fingers and she felt the baby slowly start to move once more under the constricting pressure of her uterus.

“Hee hee hoo, hee hee, hooOOOOOOO!” Wendy bore down with all of her strength, propelling the baby slowly and steadily down her birth canal, filling her vagina with her baby’s entire head and shoulders. The sensation! The pleasure! A weight like nothing else spreading her apart made Wendy absolutely feral, salivating while extending her knees to bring her legs high above her head. 

“It feelsh sho GOOODDD!” she yelled through clenched teeth. She bore down, harder and harder, pushing until her belly would contort itself and turn hot. As the contraction ended Wendy let her legs down, her breaths even more raggidy than the last contractions. She looked down to the sight of her slit open to the sight of a wet head of hair thoroughly stretching her labia folds. Some of her white vaginal fluids decorated the surface of her baby’s exposed head. Her heart could not stop.

The top of her belly began to deflate, signs of her baby travelling further downwards. Out of line with the next contraction, Wendy couldn’t wait to indulge, she rubbed the outline of her belly further, agitating the large heavy orb she carried around with her. “Hooo… Hooo. It feels so good to be pregnant…. Hmmmmngggg!!!” She groaned, spreading her pussy out to it’s limit. 

Wendy’s legs hung wide open while she pressed her force to her abdomen, beginning to expel her child out into the world. She could feel the finest details of her baby’s face rubbing against her tender, moistened vaginal folds. The hairline passing through, divits of her baby’s eyes, finally, stopping its nose.

“Shhhnnnrrrghhh! AAaaaaahHHHh… Cum… Oh my god... I’m going to cum! RRRaaaaNNNGGHHHHH!!!!!” She cried, the head popping out with an audible pop and a squirt of steaming fluids onto her floor. Wendy’s pussy had never been stretched so intensely before! 

Her tongue hung out, her chest heaved up and down. “One…. More!!!” She told herself. Wendy parked her heels onto the ground. She held her own sheets behind her as the final contraction began. Wendy threw her hips forward, in a decisive strain, pushing all of her force into her uterus she let out a powerful cry. “GRRRRRAAAAAAANggHGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!” Wendy screamed

To her dismay, the head did not budge, exhausted, Wendy slid back further with her throat and pussy on fire. “Nonono! Don’t be stuck!” she cried, looking everywhere to try to find a solution.

While she waited she began to feel the baby’s head begin to move and begin to take its first breaths during their own birth. She could feel her newborn's hands and feet begin to move inside of her. She had to move fast. 

Wendy puffed her breaths, finding the fastest way to free her baby’s shoulders. That's when she saw her loyal wand to her right. Hesitating for a moment she held her breath while her baby’s shoulders grinded into her pelvis. “Ow… owowowow!” 

She switched the head of her vibrator on, the familiar recoil hanging particularly heavy in her hands. She was really about to masturbate her baby out. Feeling the kicks towards the center of her belly now caused her to bite her lips. Her belly began to constrict once more. She regained her breath and her hands started to shake, a mixture of anxiety… and anticipation. SHe began to salivate at the thought of her baby’s shoulders slipping free to welcome the baby’s whole body.

The pain started to take control of her belly, it was time for her to push. “Hoo… hoo…” she winced in pain, grabbing her belly. “Ddon’t worry… you’re going… hnnnnghhhhh… to… hah… be born soon.” 

She brought the silicone head to her pussy slowly. The vibration could be felt between the space, Wendy stood no match to the feeling as contact was made. Pleasure shocked into her entire body like electricity, tension from her uterus fought with her muscles' ability to feel the vibrations, combining into a fiery combination between her legs. 

“URRRRRRRGHHHHHHHNNNN!!!!!” she howled. Wendy’s hips shot into the air, the positional change freeing the caught shoulder. She wielded the vibrator with both hands, relentlessly grinding against the head as she kicked the toy up to it’s highest setting to feel the wand drill into her clitoris while her baby emerged.

“FUAAAH… annnnghhhh FUUUUUUCKKKKK.” Wendy snarled. She grabbed her sheets behind her, curling her toes. One shoulder popped free from her pussy. Her climax was teased for so long, and after her crowing, after her entire pregnancy, she could feel the size and weight of all 10+ pounds of child that she was so close to pushing out.

Her baby’s weight began to slide out of her completely. Her vision was going white and she was losing all senses of control over her body.“GONNA… FUCKING. CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUM!!!!!!!”

With a pop and a geyer of juices the second shoulder emerged. Wendy’s baby slid safely onto the pillow. Her hips fell and Wendy’s body was left twitching on the foot of her bed. She breathed slowly, ragged breaths to get air back into her body.

Loud cries from a healthy pair of lungs filled her bedroom and the new mother scrambled to her butt urgently scooping up her baby and holding her to her chest. “I’m sorry, aahhh. I think I got carried away…” She kissed her newborn on the head, her heart racing. “I might have to get you a sibling soon though…”

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