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Oh god baby please help me birth you. I’m trying so hard to get you to crown but you’re so big inside mama, I can’t do it. Oh god I have to push again, baby pleaseee help me get you out! Let mama birth you sweet baby.

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Mommy play with her belly🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻

I wrote a 26k oviposition birth kink fic, w/ transmasc birther, teen 'seeder,' the other day, that I'm tempted to share over here, but it's fanfic and not original character content type stuff and it's on my normal Ao3 so I dunno if I wanna share it publicly here, even though this blog is really small. So, Dm me if you wanna see it? I'd still love the chance to share and show it off

#roksoks talks

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I think people should go into my asks and tell me how they'd get me pregnant but Hey man that's just me

#you should #and then tell me how weird and good and bad having your baby in my belly is gonna feel. especially when it's coming out #and I'll tell you all about how my growing belly will destroy my life from the inside out

babybirthlover

Damn this is hot! Momma screaming and pushing her baby out into her underwear!

push-4-me

big-pregnantbadass

Birth fetish questions

Let’s talk about birth. Give me some numbers & I’ll answer the questions.

1. How long would you want to push for?

2. What position? Laying on back, squatting, sitting, on your side, on all fours, standing.

3. Naked or clothed?

4. Meds? & How big of a baby?

5. Where would you want to give birth? Home, hospital, birth center, publicly, at work.

6. Would you prefer to be alone or assisted?

7. Would you want a breech birth?

8. Do you want your water to break naturally or have someone break it for you?

9. Would you want to give birth to multiple babies?

10. How many would you like to give birth to at once?

11. Would you like a silent birth or coached?

12. Early, overdue or induced?

13. Would you want labor to come on suddenly or try to get labor started?

14. Would you want to give birth to anything other than a baby? Eggs, alien, animal?

15. What type of delivery? Forceps, vacuum, stirrups, water birth, birthing chair/stool, squat bar.

preggowomen

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The Australian film "Waiting," starring Noni Hazelhurst, who was VERY pregnant for a large part of the filming.

birthlover101

Graphic birth

pregnancyforlife

fertile-ftm

I think I’d instantly flood my underwear if my baby kicked this much while I had my belly out in public 🤤

shockspectrum

making out with your birthing sub at every red light in the car on the way to the hospital

mpregfans

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your-biggaybeard

Need a man to hold me like this as I birth the baby he forced me to carry to term, feeling his hard cock pressed against me as I struggle and strain for him.

Need him to whisper in my ear, lovingly, that I'm such a good boy for him. Tears running down my face as I moan at the feeling of the baby's head entering my birth canal. It must be at least ten pounds with the feeling of fullness it brings.

I would moan out with the stretch of my boypussy. At first holding so firmly to the seed he sowed inside me all those months ago. Time and time again.

But with each push, my lips would spread little by little. As I groan and scream, the sliver of head peeking through would widen. And eventually I would be at a full crown. Panting, the ring of fire burning more than anything I've experienced before.

But I would have to lie there, resting against the man that made me swell. All for his pleasure. His amusement. For his lineage. He would rub my aching nipples, "helping you stretch" he would say as milk begins to flow.

"That's it mommy, let the baby come. Just pant and feel just how much a real man can make you stretch." He would tease, bringing one of his hands down to my tdick to rub slow circles.

The words would cause the heat of shame to flash across my face, my heavy breasts, down to my burning boypussy. Knowing no one will ever think of me as a man again. Not with a child on my hip and undoubtedly another filling my stomach.

Another contraction overtakes me and I have to push, my folds far beyond what I thought to be their limit. And yet in a gush of fluid they part ever so slightly more and his baby hangs out of me.

Ruining me in more ways than one as I once again feel his cock throb behind me.

stuck-crowning

Human who gets knocked up my a centaur. They didn't even think it was possible but now they're basically growing a foal in their womb. Early on they hoped that being only half centaur the baby would be more human shaped but they quickly lose that hope as their belly grows at an alarming rate and they start to feel powerful kicks and see the outline of hooves pressing out from inside their stomach.

They find out to their horror that centaur pregnancies typically last 11 months and the head and torso of newborns tend to be around the size of human toddlers. By six months they look full term and they're starting to panic. There's no way they're going to be able to give birth to this thing! By nine months they can barely stand. Their huge belly hangs off their frame grotesquely. The baby's powerful kicks threaten to throw them completely off balance.

They go into labor at ten and a half months. At that point they can't stand and can barely sit up, trapped under their huge belly. The labor takes days, their body struggling to stretch open far enough for the giant baby. They can do nothing but cry and writhe through each contraction, unable to even roll over to try to ease the pressure. Finally they feel the undeniable urge to push. Several pushes yield no result, then finally they feel their opening begin to stretch around something hard. It burns and feels, wrong somehow. It doesn't feel like a head. Another agonizing push and they realize what it is. Hooves, of course the baby is coming feet first, like a horse. The hooves stretch them open unevenly, catching on their canal as they slide free. Another push and they suddenly feel something massive press against their hole. The head, It's coming at the same time as the legs. They push desperately and feel it begin to stretch their already filled opening. The head it huge and would be a struggle even if it wasn't trying to push through at the same time as the legs.

After and hour of agonizing pushing only a small bit of it is visible. They're so tired. Their hole burns already stretched taught before the head's even begun to crown. They lose track of time pushing until finally, with a desperate heave they bring the head to full crown. They shriek as their hole is stretched ridiculously far. They quiver and pant, lost in the horrible burning pain but too tired to push it farther. Finally with another shove the head pops free. They barely get any respite from the stretch though. The baby's shoulders bulge against their hole along with the knees of their horse legs. Together they're almost as wide as the head. They cry with exhaustion as they push them out only to be met with the real widest part of the baby, the junction between their human and horse body. It's essentially a second pair of shoulders, much wider then the first. They sob as it presses against their hole. They're so tired. It takes nearly another hour for them to reach to widest point and they stall there, quivering in pain, moaning through contractions as their body tries to get this thing out. They summon every remaining ounce of their strength and push, screaming as the shoulders finally burst out of them. One more weak push and the rest of the body slides out. They slump, exhausted and stare in disbelief at the thing that just came out of them.

The human half looks like a one year old. Already they're lifting their head in way that seems completely wrong for a newborn. The horse half is smaller than an average newborn foal but not by that much. They cant believe that thing came out of them.

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"Oh, another. Ohhhh."

A ragged breath rips from her throat as she rolls her head forward, grunting softly as her next contraction begins to build. Her legs are spread for you, thighs trembling wildly on either side of the bulge of her cunt. No head is visible yet, but her lips begin to gape and spread as her grunts evolve into a small roar, fluid leaking from her hole as she pushes in earnest.

"Ohhhhh," she groans, half delirious. "Oh, its- OH. It's comingggg." Her nails dig into the flesh of her thigh, face screwed up with effort as she pulls her leg further back. Her cunt bulges obscenely around the emerging head and more fluid leaks from her vagina, coating your fingers in slick as you reach forward to slide the pads of them over her folds. The skin is red, hot to the touch, and she whimpers as she thrusts her hips forward.

"Coming," she repeats, vouce clear with intent. And yes, yes it is. Her labia part as she shrieks with effort, exposing the smallest sliver of wet, dark hair. "I- I'm pushing. I'm pushing! I can't stoppppp."

Despite the bulge of the head in her canal, the crown of which has spread her labia to the point of turning her soft folds bloodless and white (oh, the burn must be delicious, if her cries tell you anything about the sensations she's experiencing), her shaking thighs attempt to snap shut, trapping your hand against her cunt. "Mmmmmphhh!" Her chin hits her chest as she pushes again, grinding her sore and swollen clit against your fingers. "'S it- can you- fuck! Oh, fuck. I need it ouuuuuuut."

The vice grip in her belly releases, the sides of it heaving around the shape of the child as she struggles to catch her breath. "So low," she moans quietly, comtinuing to rock her hips. "God, the stretch-."

And... well, fuck. The stretch. The burn. The teardrop shape playing peekaboo behind her lips. You brush your thumb over her clit, inhaling sharply as she whimpers in a way that let's you know she's preparing to push. "Ohhhh, its gonna come. Its coming. Its-." Her words break off rapidly, and the only sound that escapes her is a wild scream as the head surges forward. She makes an attempt to twist away from you, thighs clamped tightly around your hand as she shrieks and struggles to hold the child in.

"MMMMM, FUCK. BURNINGGGG!"

You press against the bulge of her crown, applying the smallest hint of pressure. With a small hiss, she forces her eyes open and turns to you, panting sharply as the child continues its descent. Her eyes are wild and wet with tears, and you appease her with a gentle smile and a soft kiss as you shift closer to pry her legs back open.

Completely naked, spread, and exposed, she hisses and struggles to no avail. The child sits at half crown; her clit is hard and pulsing against the ridge of its skull, and her labia are shiny with amniotic fluid and what you know to be her own arousal. Maybe you'll have a taste, you muse.

As her belly tightens once more and a groan builds in her throat, you shift your hand just slightly to completely cover her rapidly spreading hole. "Oh, you really can't stop, can you baby?" you croon, experiencing a jolt of arousal as the head surges forward against your hand. "Pushing like that? So... uncontrolled?"

"Get it out," she pleads. "I-holy FUCK, I need it out."

You wait a beat. Feel her push. Feel the head slip further out (nearly to the brow bone that time; you can hear the little noises she makes when it grinds against a sweet spot inside) and feel it retreat. Feel her go limp as she slumps back against the edge of the bed behind her, legs falling open as the bulge has become too prominent to deny.

"Oh, baby girl," you murmur, giving her clit one last gentle stroke to invoke a sleepy smile in return. She must think she's close. Poor thing. The size of the head, as well as the yet unseen shoulders, would disagree. "Is it starting up again?"

"Mhm." Roughly 15 seconds later, she hums again, reaching down to pull her legs back once more. "Mmmmm, here it comes. Oh, its gonna be out soon."

You beg to differ, but you don't dare tell her so.

Another push begins with a ragged scream that rises from the depth of her chest. "ffffFFFFUCK GET IT OUT. I WANT IT OUT."

"Then push," you command. "Be a good girl, and push."