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@pregnantprincesss
Hi! If you’d like to roleplay please read:
PLEASE DON’T PUSH BOUNDARIES.
I do not like to write in first person or act like I’m the one pregnant, ONLY my character!
21+ only
I typically only use discord for writing, but I’ve made exceptions in the past.
I strictly write in third person. I highly prefer to play the carrier.
I usually look for something long term (if everything goes well)
I can’t really work with one- liners
If you’re still interested, shoot me a DM 😊
breeding slut who hates giving birth and regrets it every single time but who cant resist getting stuffed full and bred raw and ends up getting knocked up again and again anyway
men with a breeding kink pspsps
UNDERRATED PARTS OF BIRTH
TRANSITION. we all love the pushing phase but its the part right before it that actually gets most people. for those unfamiliar, this is the final part of the first stage of labor, when the cervix opens the last couple centimeters, and this is generally regarded as by far the most painful part of childbirth. this is the part that breaks people, makes them beg for painkillers even when they swore off of them, makes them scream in agony, makes them lose any sense of rational thought. the sadist's delight :>
the fact that the urge to push is completely physically overwhelming. it's not just an urge. it literally takes over peoples bodies. you cannot resist.
the fact that sometimes the urge to push comes early. people often feel the urge to push before they're fully dilated, and they have to resist, or at least try to stave it off as long as possible, and it's torture. I read an account once of someone screaming in childbirth, not from pain but from the torture of not pushing. does things to me man
the sheer body horror of childbirth, especially crowning and the fact that the head comes out first. like... a poor, scared little thing, screaming and pushing out a baby they don't want, and then they look down and a head is hanging out of them?
the fact that sometimes people have to reach in to help get the baby out and it's just as horrifically painful as it sounds <3
you're so right about all of these. these are the ACTUALLY underrated aspects. i should post more about these things...
Subs who like to yap for hours about their interests
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Doms who fluster them on purpose mid rant then laugh when they're too stupid and hazy to remember what they were even talking about in the first place
One of my favorite things about birth is just the utter lack of control.
You can't control when the contractions begin, right in the middle of a terrible thunderstorm that's knocked out the power and the phone lines.
You can't control when they jump from fifteen to nine to seven to five minutes in an hour, the baby sinking lower and lower in your pelvis as you waddle your way around the house in candlelight.
You can't control when a contraction overtakes you right in the entryway to your house, causing you to grip desperately at the console table by the door and spread your legs wide, you're water breaking as you arch your back at the the release of pressure.
You can't control the grunts and gasps leaving your mouth as you waddle to your bedroom, urgently grabbing the phone only to let it clatter to the ground when a new contraction takes hold while the clear static of a dead line comes from the phone.
You can't control the way your belly drops over your lap, the baby sliding down inside you and making its way through your hips. It's coming fast. You had to be close to going into transition, and you had no way to contact anyone for help.
You can't control dropping into a squat, your hands clutching at the bedspread as you let your legs spread wide. "Oh god, " You gasp as your back arches and your belly contacts, "Oh god, I'm pushing!"
You can't control when your body begins pushing for you, the muscles tensing as the head drops through your cervix and begins to bulge out your lips from the sheer size of the baby making it's way through you.
You can't control the noises coming out of you as your lips spread into a teardrop shape, you're hand slipping from the sheets to cup at your bulging pussy. Your hand barely covers the mass that's emerging from you, and for a moment you feel dizzy with worry about how large the head is.
You can't control when the next contraction comes and you have to arch your back again, bearing down on the huge head as the teardrop shape opens even more into a wide, perfect O as the baby slides forward.
You can't control the fluids dripping and squiring out of you, spraying out around the head as you push harder and harder to get the baby out of you.
You can't control the visceral urge to narrate everything happening to you despite the fact that you're alone. "I- I'm stretching!" You cry as more of the head pushes into your hand, "Stretching so much! This baby is so big!" "Mhhh oh god, it's coming out!" You groan, your hand cupping the head as you birth it by the side of your bed, "It's coming out, its coming out of me!" "I'm crowning!" You can't help but scream when the head bursts into a full crown, filling your palm with its incredible weight, "Ooohhhhh I'm pushing it out! I'm giving birth right now!"
You can't control how you squat even lower as the baby's face begins to emerge, the eyebrows popping free with a gush of fluids. The rest of the face requires a bit more effort, the nose stretching you so thin you can feel it tugging behind your poor, abused clit. You rock your hips up and down, trying desperately to force the baby from you as if you're going to dribble it out like a basketball.
You can't control the cry of relief to let out when the head bursts free. "It's head is outtttt--" You moan as your pussy flutters for a brief second after being held open so wide for so long. Your legs shake, threatening to give out a you check for the cord.
You can't control the sound that you make when you look over your shoulder and see your reflection in the mirror. The way your legs are spread, thighs open wide and resting close to the ground as the baby's head hangs so heavily from your stretched pussy.
You can't control the desperate urge to just lay down and birth your baby, so you give in. One hand cradling the head to keep it from being jostled, you lay down on your side, letting the hand that was holding the head now grip behind your knee, hooking your thigh open as the head rotate and the shoulders slot into place.
You can't control the way the shoulders get stuck for a brief second. You push wildly, your thighs trembling and your belly squeezing and your pussy working hard to expel the huge baby inside of you. "Ohhhhh-- Come on baby, " You gasp ruggedly as you throw your head back, pushing hard and clenching your teeth, "Come on, you're so close, I can feel you!" And you certainly can feel the way the shoulders bulge against your hole, stretching you so thin you think for a moment you may tear.
You can't control the gutteral moan that leaves your mouth as you pull your leg up and open, one hand clutching at your huge, contracting belly and the other holding your leg open at the ankle. Your hips stretch do wide you think they may break, but you can't do much about it as the shoulders begin to open you up and you babble nonsense. 'My pussy!" You cry as one shoulder pops through, more fluid splashing out of you as your belly heaves, "Ughhhhh, I'm giving birth-- I'm pushing it out, oh fuck, it's coming out of me!" The second shoulder pushes free to, the rest of the baby coming out with a sick gush onto the floor beneath your sites thighs.
And you certainly can't control when you're water breaks for a second time as you try to catch your breath, a familiar weight dropping through your cervix as your huge stomach contracts again and your first baby begins to wail between your legs.
GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME PREGNANT GET ME P
REBLOG IF YOU'RE A BIRTH FETISH/CROWNING BLOG!!!!!
PLEASE REBLOG IF YOU ARE A BIRTH FETISH/CROWNING BLOG AND COMMENT WHAT KIND OF BLOG YOU ARE!!!!! (And none of that cartoon birth fetish/crowning fetish stuff like ones with real human beings in it please!)
3rd baby 2023
Is it too much to ask for me to look at you in adoration while I sit on your lap and you play with my nipples, sharing your nerdy obsessions?
I'll tie you up, nice and vulnerable with your legs spread wide apart. Gag your pretty little mouth, plug your ass with something just big enough to make you moan and tremble when it goes in. I'll keep you on the edge for hours, denying you over and over again. Meticulously playing with every part of you until your whole body tingles with burning, torturous anticipation. You're so pretty when you're denied, baby. You want to be a pretty slut for me, don't you? You have to earn that orgasm, baby. Once you've finally been reduced to a brainless, needy, sex doll after hours of denial, I'll wrap my hand around your throat and make you take me until you beg me to stop.
sitting on the couch, a heavily pregnant sub on my lap, sobbing into my shoulder, screaming as the first 12lbs baby is forcing its way through their birth canal. their big bump pressing against my stomach, letting me feel how hard and tight it is and how much it shrinks during each agonizing contraction. they want to push so bad but i won't let them, not yet.
dom whose eyes widen and who says "holy fuck, the baby is HUGE" as you start to crown
dom who uses birth as a punishment. they keep the sub taking daily labor suppressant pills to keep them growing bigger and bigger, more and more pregnant. their belly just keeps growing, and so does the baby inside it. when the sub misbehaves, the dom punishes them by taking them off the pills, and naturally the sub goes into labor right away. and now they have to push out the months overdue babies.
if she's not spending her labor squirming crying begging for mercy gasping that it's too big it doesn't fit then the baby isn't big enough
