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follow with no age in bio = blocked birth kink blog dedicated to giving birth to monsters, eggs, aliens, demons, objectbabies, and maybe, sometimes, rarely, a huge human baby ~breed me and let me whelp your werewolf pups~ 30s trans guy. this is always mpreg.

[screamingandwhelping]

I’m finally home and situated. Let’s see what ask I answer first :3

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So as it turns out I did not successfully turn on notifications for this blog. Thank you to everyone who sent in asks that I didn’t get notified about, I’ll see about answering some today and tomorrow :]

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Up until now I’ve had my notifications for this blog turned off, I’d just manually come check once in a while. But I just turned on notifications for asks specifically, so maybe if you send me a birth prompt I’ll post/write it :] maybe.

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What do you think to birth as a creature with a pouch?? Like a kangaroo person or something.

Whenever I think about a pouch birth I have to have it painful. A kangaroo person is supposed to birth one tiny joey baby into their pouch…but instead they’re pushing a full litter of half-werewolf pups, several pounds each, out of a hole that’s supposed to only fit an underdeveloped joey the size of a grape….yeah, I need to go make myself cum to this. 🏃‍♂️💨

[screamingandwhelping]

I don’t have notifications turned on for this blog because I get a lot of notifications and I was checking them reflexively at work, and let me tell you, it’s not wise to check your porn blog at work.

[screamingandwhelping]

Thinking of writing something for the post about the moose centaur. But important question, when the calf is born, what comes first? A head like in a human or hoofs like in moose?

I’ve dedicated a lot of time to imagining centaur births of all sorts. 😈 The front hooves come first, with the head close behind. Then you have to birth the first set of shoulders, and then the first body, and then you’re at the second set of shoulders—the moose shoulders. You’re ready to give up at that point, you’ve already given birth to most of the equivalent of a human baby plus the front legs of a moose calf. And the second shoulders are massive. Even once they’re out, you still have to push out the second body, the moose part, and it’s long, and large, and painful. Finally you’re left with only the back legs inside you, but the calf kicks inside your hole as they flail and roll over to stand for the first time. Hopefully you only had a singleton calf, or else you’re about to do it all again in mere minutes…

[preggoliciouslyround]

fuck me until my water breaks on the full moon pleeeeaaaaseeeee. going to be a fun struggle giving birth to these rowdy werepups in here :3 as they roughhouse and kick and distend my aching, taught belly from the inside. they all grow bigger on the full moon as well. wish me luck, I’ll need it when one or two or three of them are inevitably breech, their claws pressed up against and scraping the walls of my birth canal. and every pup seems bigger and bigger…

[screamingandwhelping]

A little werefox screaming and writhing as he pushes on the alpha werewolf’s pups. They’re way too big for him, he knew his love affair had gone too far when he started to swell, but his alpha will be so happy if he can just whelp this litter….

[the-black-manor]

I'm thinking about having a merman mate who's body creates so many eggs that he has to lay every day. Instead of wasting them, he fills my womb with squishy little eggs no bigger than marbles. They don't grow, but he adds more and more each day, until the bulge in my belly has gone from barely noticeable to obviously very pregnant. As they hatch, I push them out into the reef we call home, just little things about the size of sardines. As soon as I'm done giving birth, he gives me another load of fresh eggs. I realize the next day, as contractions begin again, that the way he's impregnated me means that there will be a new batch every day that needs to be birthed. I am, understandably, okay with this.

[foxphantom]

Been thinking about centaur preg. I've always been a fan of centaurs getting pregnant in their human uterus and then birthing into their horse uterus halfway through, then birthing a second time but for REAL.

But I've never really thought about all the implications aside from "haha two births."

Imagine going through your first birth - you have to get used to just how SUDDENLY your horse belly expanded all at once. It's not that much, not yet, but it's noticable.

Imagine going from being able to rub your baby in your human belly all the time to barely being able to reach them, or relying on someone else to rub your baby belly.

Imagine all the pain of giving birth, but then next day you don't have a baby to take care of. In fact, since the baby moved into your horse uterus, it's causing a lot less back pain and balance issues, etc. So you just have to go back to life, but everyone knows you just gave birth.

Imagine being with a centaur going through their first birth, but since there's no exterior hole for you to help massage/spread, all you can do is try to be supportive.

You think your baby is kicky before the first birth, but after? Its horse legs are now developing in earnest and it can kick. And ooh boy does it.

[preggoliciouslyround]

fuck me until my water breaks on the full moon pleeeeaaaaseeeee. going to be a fun struggle giving birth to these rowdy werepups in here :3 as they roughhouse and kick and distend my aching, taught belly from the inside. they all grow bigger on the full moon as well. wish me luck, I’ll need it when one or two or three of them are inevitably breech, their claws pressed up against and scraping the walls of my birth canal. and every pup seems bigger and bigger…

[naught-skull]

fun things to do with your heavily pregnant mate: knot them and tell them to try pushing it out "for practice", but then they get increasingly distressed when they can't and start wondering how the hell they're supposed to push their pups out~

[lightsoutbabw]

Pregnant plush who’s so full that when they bend over the seam between their legs strains with the baby behind it…and then splits.

[fatfemmebear]

Unnamed guy pushing out his monster lover’s offspring 💜

Uncropped version in the reblogs 👀

[fatfemmebear]

Graphic birth under the cut

Poor guy hasn’t even gotten to the hard part yet 😌

I need to draw him at full term because this is his belly halfway to crowning and clenched tight by pushing… relaxed and carrying his whole baby before his water broke, he would have been massive. 🥰 I should draw his monster bulging out his belly with its massive cock as it knocks him up, too 🥰🥰

And here’s a closeup of his pussy because I worked way too hard on it. 💜 Ofc looking at it now I’m like damn I should have drawn his perineum more stretched but oh well

[crowninginmypanties]

Werewolf boy transforming in the moonlit woods while his massive litter of pups spill out of him, far faster and more suddenly than he could have expected. His pack is just watching him, the air tense among them… they’re all gonna fight for the next litter once he’s done.

[taluscite]

ohhh to be kept as a cute little breeding fox for a lovely werewolf couple- they can't produce babies themselves, so they found themselves a cute little fox who will gladly give them as many as they want!

I'd love to be pampered and treated so sweetly throughout my pregnancies, though they'd insist on an at-home, completely natural birth with no one but them. I'd be perfectly fine with that! Sure, foxes are a little small to be having werewolf pups, but i surely can handle it!

There has to be at least 8 or 9 little pups in there, making the last few months especially difficult on me as they become more and more active. They don't want to intervene whatsoever, so I quickly become overdue, my belly slowly swelling more by the day and the pressure on my pelvis increasingly immensely from the weight of all those big pups.

Eventually, my water breaks and I'm hit with painful contractions that absolutely wreck my body. They make sure I'm all comfy in my nest, surrounded by soft, comfortable blankets and pillows so I can be at least a little more comfortable amidst the pain I'm in.

They check my cervix every 20 minutes, feeling it slowly expand to make way for their incoming children. By the time I'm dilated to 10cm, I'm thrashing and wailing in pain, unable to find a comfortable position, but they eventually wrangle me and hold me down, legs spread uncomfortably wide on my back.

"Push, little one." The male, the one who bred me and made me like this, instructs, and soon I'm pushing. Hard. I think I might be screaming? But I'm not quite sure as white hot pain surges through me, the first pup barreling through my poor little body.

They watch happily as the pup slowly makes my entrance bulge, expanding outward as it stretches around the large head. The skin turns almost translucent from how wide its forced to stretch. It takes me a few tries to get the head to stay in place, not reversing my progress the second I stop pushing.

I cry my way through the pain of crowning, the feeling of my entrance burning and stretching around the widest part of the head. About 20 minutes later, the head finally bursts out, making me wail in relief, though I'm not out of the woods yet. I still have to birth the shoulders.

It takes me a while, but soon the pup is sliding out of me, and is brought to my tit to suckle. I can't rest though, as I feel another pup barrel its way down. There was 9 of them after all!

It takes a few days of labor for all 9 to emerge, and by the end, I am exhausted and in so much pain. My entrance feels raw, stretched from the exertion of birthing 9 little werewolf pups, who were all quite active and noisy.

The werewolf couple practically begged me to have another litter for them, as I was such a good breeder, producing a huge litter of strong, healthy pups for them. And who am I to say no? They treat me so well, and I couldn't help but envision giving birth again, maybe next time to even more pups. I wanted to be immobile my next pregnancy.

I'd be the perfect breeder for them <3

[screamingandwhelping]

Pregnant werewolf who really should have gone on paternity leave a week ago. Labors all day at work. Water breaks on the way to the bus, but he knows what to do. Whelps out a pup at the bus stop, fully clothed, and pulls it out of his pants. Rides the bus feeling the next one coming but pants through it. Crouches on the sidewalk outside his apartment building and whelps it. Finds himself alone in the elevator and whelps the third. Juggles his keys and three newborn pups, finally gets into his apartment, closes the door, lets out a low howl as his fourth descends. Waddles to the bathroom, wraps his first three pups in towels, and turns on the bathtub. He can’t help it, the fourth one is whelped on the bath mat while the tub fills up. Finally he lowers himself into the water, naked, and starts pushing in earnest. He’s tired by the seventh, whimpering and crying by the ninth, and screaming helplessly through the tenth, eleventh, and twelfth. His battered pussy squeezes out lucky number 13 at dawn.