imagine a pregnant transmasc is at the grocery store. hes obviously close to popping, his belly is so so round on his frame and hes just so gravid. the weight of his belly so clearly burdening him as he sloooowly waddles through the aisles
he runs into an old classmate from school who is SHOCKED to see just how pregnant their former classmate is and they make small talk as he pants through the catch up talk because the baby stuffed in his womb is pushing on his lungs. they make their separate ways
less than a year later, old classmate runs into the guy again but he looks nearly the same, if not even MORE pregnant than the last time they saw him. they thought that they had the baby?? but the transmasc awkwardly laugh and rub their huge belly and explain that no they did have the baby. he’s just pregnant with twins this time and the classmate is amazed that they had two pregnancies nearly back to back
fast forward another year, same classmate again runs into the transmasc. this time he’s got a toddler propped up on his wide fertile hips and two babies in the cart and would you look at that, ANOTHER big heavy pregnant belly. the classmate can’t believe it. how is he pregnant AGAIN? this time, the pregnant guy looks almost flustered when he explains he’s having another set of twins. there should be some shame for the fact he can’t seem to keep his legs closed but it’s not his fault he’s so damn fertile!
Part of why academic preg is so hot is because college campuses are objectively one of the best places to waddle around. You have big bags to carry with important papers that simply cannot be forgotten, so there's always extra encumbrance; since classes adhere to a schedule, you always have to rush from one place to another with no time to lose. Classes can be held in completely different buildings on opposite ends of campus with as little as 10 minutes to get from one to another. All the while, everyone else is also on the move, but since they don't have so much extra weight to carry around, they can afford to take a minute or three to watch you struggle to get from one place to another with a wide gait and pronounced waddle. After all, who wouldn't want to watch? It's beautiful to watch a struggle handled by someone who was so clearly made for it.
*BBBHHOOOUURRP* Oh.. my god- *BBFFPPPRRRT* I'm such a mess, I'm so sorry! Mmfff, but these tacos were so good! T.T It was so nice of you to pay for six of them for me ... *BUUUHHRP* Ah.. I'm sorry for being such a disgusting gasbag in public, you must be really ashamed to sit with me .. I just.. All of the cheese and beans are really doing a number on my guts, whatever space isn't being filled with taco mush, is being occupied by more and more gas each second.. God, i feel like im going to explode *GGGGRRLLGGGG* fuck ... I'm so g- *GHHHOOURP* -gross , I'm going to be a bloated cow for days.. this is so embarrassing
..What? You want to take me to another taco place? *BBFFFARRBBPT* Hmm.. Come to think of it, if you can help me massage my gut and release a bit more gas, i definitely could go for seconds.. You know any taco places that give discounts for future moms? I - *BBFFFPPBBLLBT* could probably pass for one .. If they ignore all of the bubbling
I deeply adore your ignorance posts. And your nonhuman posts. You've sparked so much of my imagination! So here, a gift. Maybe you're the boyfriend in my story :p.
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I would love to be a deer boy, a small breed, like a pudu deer boy. Sheltered and nervous and sweet, my family telling me to keep my dating ring to other deers. So I do. I meet a lovely moose guy, and we hit it off so so well.
My parents never told me how children were conceived, deeply sheltering me. When he realised this, he soothed my embarassment. "Its okay," he told me. "Trust me, its very hard to do without knowing, I'll tell you whenever we get that serious and explain it all, but theres no reason right now, babe."
My parents seemed very worried about my boyfriend being a moose, but i didn't know why. Hes in the deer branch family after all.
Eventually, he took my virginity. He started so gentle, guiding me and explaining it all, but halfway through he began to push my limits. "Stop," I whined, "Please, baby, you're hurting me!" But it only sped him up. He cupped my cheek as he pounded me and made me shriek in pain until he unloaded everything into my fertile little boycunt. As he pulled out he laughed at the face i pulled as I moved my hands down to my puss, confused at the sensation of cum filling me. Did he pee? I asked him and he said no, but he gave me something very special.
After a month or two, my belly is obviously large already. We go to dinner at my parents house and they gasp, my middle looking seven or eight months along, and they begin to berate me. "How could you be so careless! You aren't even married!" While I held my tummy in confusion, maybe my mother even slapped my belly to add to her severity. I don't even know what I did wrong! My partner pulled me out of the house and assured me that they were just upset that I had gained weight, and were worried he would leave me instead of marrying me. But he said he likes little deer with lots of meat on their bones, so he took me home. We moved in together at four months with me looking like im overdue with twins, and my first year at college started. They had to find me a different place to sit because of my belly. My partner even came with me, and i was confused but he said the school agreed that he could to "keep an eye on my delicate condition" whatever that meant. Sometimes my shirt would get wet, especially when young mothers i went to college with had their wailing babies with them in class, and i, unaware of the social norms, would squish and pinch my heavy boobs to force them to feel better, panting and whining in the back of the lecture.
By the time i hit month nine I looked like I was having octuplets or something, and constantly I was moaning and whining about strange tummyaches, palming strange spots on my belly where the skin rippled and moved. My partner said it was fine, that all deer boys go through this when they become a young adult. We visited my family a final time, my parents practically refusing to look at me until I let out a surprised, loud moan as fluid gushed from my overburdened pussy. They looked at me in shock, and I held my belly and looked at my partner. "Baby, did I pee?" I asked shyly, embarrassed to the point of tears before moaning in pain as I felt my belly tighten. He only laughed. "Close enough," he answered, watching as I lowered myself to the ground mewling. My parents looked away and eventually hid in another room to peek only, ashamed their lies had brought this to their home. For hours I sat in their living room, legs spread and wailing, moaning, panting as I pushed and pushed to expel this huge thing from my body, begging my partner to tell me what it was. He would soothe me and say to just keep pushing. Eventually the head would come free, and then the body, and my large, cumbersome half moose baby would come free into the world and wail. He would sort it out, of course, clean it off and let it suckle from me while I sat there shocked. I was not ready to be a father.
Eventually, he would take the child through to the other room to let my parents meet it, and returning back to me, he would crawl over my empty, aching and tired body, pressing me down against the carpet and taking off his shirt to shove in my mouth, raping me hard on the floor for an hour or so while my parents fawned and gave me the break to breathe my partner told them I needed. By the time they came back i looked tearstained, but that was to be expected after such a harsh labour. Little did they know, as they came over and warned me about getting pregnant again and how it happens, and planning the wedding i must have to my boyfriend as soon as possible, his sperm was filling my empty womb, and next time it certainly would try to outdo a measly singleton.
He had been lacing my food this whole time after all.
Your water breaking with a gush and ruining your favorite pair of pantyhose. Biting your lip to avoid moaning out loud, trying to hide your labor from your coworkers. The contractions coming faster and stronger, one behind the other as you squirm in that uncomfortable office chair.
John is giving an important presentation but you couldn't care less because this baby is coming right now.
Stifling a cry as your baby crowns under your skirt or as you can't push anymore because the head can't go any further, stuck against your new pair of nice pants. Are you pushing that baby out under your desk, or you're just too happy to see me, hun?
This post inspired me to write a little fic. It’s such a sweet thought. But imagine if it was just because the pregnant partner didn’t want to feel symptoms of pregnancy, but loved giving birth lol
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Zane lay on the couch in the living, glad to enjoy his day off from work with relaxation. He had just finished a shopping trip for groceries, not wanting to seem like he was being too lazy with his day off.
His quickly sat up when he felt the familiar tingle in his lower belly, his face turning pink as he felt his stomach swell. He didn’t have time to undo the button on his pants, his stomach pressing into the fabric as it grew.
Zane groaned as the jeans cut into his rapidly growing belly, desperately trying to wiggle the denim into getting the button undone. He stood trying to use his hips as leverage, but his belly just kept growing. The waistband on his jeans creaked, a last warning before his pants ripped and the button shot away.
He sighed with relief, his hands moving to massage where the jeans had cut into his skin. Zane plopped onto the couch, leaning back against the cushions as he continued to grow. He couldn’t help but glare a little at his husband, seeing him in a nice suit and tie while he was in torn jeans and a shirt that was clinging onto dear life over his round and swollen stomach.
“Thanks for taking care of the babies for me. I’ve got a very important meeting here in an hour. I’ll be back soon!” Lucas exclaimed, giving his sweet husband a kiss on the lips before bouncing towards the door.
“Next time ask in advance. You can’t just dump the triplets on me with no warning! I could have also been in an important meeting!” Zane exclaimed, huffing as he heard the door close behind Lucas.
He looked at his large, squirming stomach, resting his hands over the bright pink skin as he felt his babies move. Zane was sure Lucas knew he enjoyed this, able to take turns with his partner to feel their babies moving inside him.
Aww haha cute!! I can imagine couples constantly fighting over who has to carry the pregnancy every week, especially as it gets to the last trimester. By the end it's like they're playing hot potato with the babies lol
perma preg vampire boy having to go to a party, his belly is so swollen that his dress can barely even cover it making it so his underbelly is constantly showing. lots of people can he how taunt he is, the skin of his belly stretch so tight that you can practically see through it… some people poke, prod, and rub his belly making him moan and whimper from how good and even painful it feel, the poor boy loves the attention and praise he gets from being extremely pregnant
yess I love big swollen vampire tummies, ones that are so full that their belly becomes flushed red through the thin translucent skin, and you can see their massive womb squirming with young <3
I just wanna tie a boy to a chair and force-feed him alternating bottle of soda and heavy cream until his tummy is as round and heavy as a bowling ball. All that acidic soda will curdle the dairy in his belly, and it will be roiling with gas. He won't be allowed to burp any of it out, of course. Every time he disobeys he's force-fed fibre pills and washes it down with more soda
then give him a nice shake so it all fizzes up and balloons his poor gurgling tummy even more and watch him writhe and sob as his skin is pulled taut to bursting...
When he’s pregnant so force feed him non-stop till he either goes into labour or pops. Unfortunately for him he’s too flexible to pop so easily, and too early on to go into labour
ooo... what about at the end of his pregnancy though, stuffed to the point the pressure makes his waters burst, forcing him to give birth with a painfully overfilled stomach. He's so full the pressure is unbearable, and it feels like his poor tummy will burst each time a contraction ripples through his belly, making it near impossible for him to push
Summary: A woman named Jessica, who was a hot, mean-girl bully in high school, is now massively, heavily pregnant and overdue with quads. At the grocery store, she runs into the woman that she used to bully over her weight, Holly, who proceeds to start teasing her for how fat and pregnant she's gotten. Through a short series of events, Holly ends up at Jessica's house, and continues making fun of her, which escalates into feeding her. She stuffs her until she goes into labor and then continues to tease her all through the delivery.
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Jessica had put on a ton of weight, as could be expected of someone saddled with four babies in their womb, and her belly was so big and full, people constantly gawked at her when she went out. It was embarrassing, so she avoided it, but that day she had no choice but to go out and get groceries. She was nearly out, and she had some powerful cravings. She had to pull her cart alongside herself as she waddled through the store, babies visibly kicking in her exposed belly. It was summer, and nothing fit over her belly, anyway, so she was stuck in a crop top that was sold as a 4XL in an oversized style, but it fit her more like a bra, if you could say it fit at all, with her massive udders bulging out over both the top and bottom. The denim shorts she had on were huge, even bigger than any of the maternity pairs she had found, but they were tight around her ass, tight enough that it didn't matter that they couldn't be buttoned or zipped at all.
While trying to ignore the stares and finish her shopping as quickly as possible, she heard someone say her name. Whipping around - as fast as she could while weighed down and fattened so much by the squirmy litter she was carrying - she saw someone familiar. It took her a moment before it hit her: this was the girl she used to bully back in school. Holly. Well, the one she bullied the worst.
Her eyes went a little wide at the realization, especially as she took in her transformation. In school, this girl was fat. Really fat. Jessica used to call her things like pig and cow every day, and would sometimes get all of the other girls in the locker room to stare and laugh at her when she changed. Now? She was thin, like, Hollywood or Instagram thin, with a nice round ass and big, perky boobs. The kind of body she had before she got herself ruinously knocked up. Her face and hair were gorgeous, and her body looked even better because of the flattering way her sleeveless blouse and high-waisted floral shorts fit. Self consciously, Jessica shifted on her swollen feet and rubbed the side of her belly where a baby's foot kept kicking her.
"Jessica? Look at you," her former victim said, smiling with vitriol as she strolled right on over. She even had to look down at her a little because of how tall her designer heels were - the kind of heels Jessica couldn't even think about wearing right now; even if she could balance with all that extra mass, her feet were too swollen to fit into anything so slim and delicate like that. The other woman's hands were on her belly, rubbing circles into the top and side of it, making her gasp.
"You're huge. You look like those babies are going to pop right out of you. God, I almost didn't recognize you, you look completely different than you did in school. Remember how skinny you were? You've really blown up, huh?" she carried on, rubbing her belly all over, feeling the babies kick and stretch her overtaxed skin even further.
"I can't imagine being pregnant at all, much less this pregnant. How many do you have in there? Ten?" she asked, finally looking at Jessica for an answer.
Sourly, she attempted to hold back her scowl. "Four," she responded as casually as she could manage, trying not to give this woman the satisfaction of getting under her skin. It didn't seem to be working.
"Four?! Oh my god. Well, no wonder you're such a blimp, you've been pigging out on all these cookies and cakes and stuff," Holly said, grabbing a couple boxes out of her cart to call attention to them before tossing them back in with a smug grin. "Those have to be some really fat babies. Look how fat they're making you. You'll never lose all that baby weight."
"Look, I - it's been good catching up," Jessica cut in, flustered, and with her feet starting to really ache, "but I've really gotta get going."
"Oh, no problem. I'm just finishing up, too, why don't I help you load your stuff?" Holly asked, still grinning as she turned towards the checkout lanes and pulled Jessica's cart with her. With not much choice, she waddled along after her, exasperated.
Holly sped off ahead of her, still dragging her cart, and kept tossing things into it. It was all snack cakes and candy bars, Jessica realized, her jaw dropping. Was she trying to make her get all of that stuff as some sort of joke on her?
By the time she made it to checkout, Holly was already at the register with her debit card out. "I've got it, mommy," she said, winking. Jessica was a little stunned, confused about what the angle was here.
Holly didn't rush off without her this time, probably because she didn't know what Jess's car looked like, she assumed. As they approached it, she gasped, seeing one of her back tires completely flat.
"Oh! That sucks! Well, uh, hey, I could give you a ride," Holly said, suddenly far too friendly and helpful. Maybe Jessica just took her words too hard back in the store and she wasn't really feeling spiteful anymore.
"Um…" Either way, it was that or wait on a bench in the store getting gawked at by everyone who came in and out until AAA showed up. "Okay," she agreed, not too excited about it.
"Great. My car's right here," Holly said, again pulling the cart off in another direction. Thankfully, it wasn't all that far. She opened the passenger side and slid the seat back as far as it'd go, something that made Jessica's cheeks burn with embarrassment. She got in without a word though, failing to hold back a groan as she climbed into the seat. Even moving as lightly as she could, she felt and saw the car shift and sag from her weight. It even groaned and creaked a little.
After getting the address, Holly took off, and started up her chatter again.
"You must be so excited to give birth and take care of all your babies. You're really gonna have your hands full. I don't have any kids, I don't think I ever will. There's too much that I want to do, you know? I'm getting my master's right now. I technically don't even really need it because I've been doing a lot of modeling, but, I'm not gonna do that forever, and it just makes sense to use some of the money I get from it to pay for school so I can do what I really want. I want to travel more, too, and that's so hard when you have kids, especially overseas. I've already been to Europe, but I want to go a lot more." She went on like that for the entire car ride, occasionally asking Jessica a question that felt aimed to humiliate her.
They finally got there, and if she could, Jessica would have hopped out and ran inside, but she was too big and too heavy for any of that. Instead, she had to grunt and groan as she struggled to heave her massively pregnancy-fattened body out of the car. By the time she was flat on both swollen feet and stable, Holly was bringing the last of the bags to her porch. Instead of setting them down, Jessica realized she was just holding them while she went to unlock the door. After that, Holly just walked right in the house.
"Uh… kitchen's over here," Jessica waddled to go and sit on the couch, which had a clear view of the kitchen with the open floor plan so she can keep her eye on Holly, still unsure of what to expect from her. She brought everything in, and even unpacked most of it, putting away all the perishables in the fridge, but for some reason, she left out all of the snacks Jessica got, as well as the ones Holly had been throwing into the cart. Before she could say anything, she was walking over to the couch with a box of chocolate snack cakes under her arm.
"I figured we can have some of these while we hang out." Hang out? Jessica felt embarrassed just looking at Holly and her perfect figure, she didn't want her to stay any longer, staring and judging her baby-filled body. But Holly was already on the couch and handing her a snack cake, which she did buy. Jessica took it without a word, but didn't open it until she saw Holly getting one for herself.
"You must eat a ton of these. I haven't had one in years. They're so bad for you. Really fattening. But I guess you know that," she said with a little laugh, patting Jessica's belly. Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, especially when a baby kicked Holly's perfect, slender, manicured hand. "Ooh, I felt a kick! Wow, that's so crazy. I've never felt a pregnant belly before. It's so weird. You just look so big. I never thought I'd see you like this, so fat and stuffed full of babies. I just never really thought of you as a mommy, you know, getting pregnant, carrying babies in your belly while you blow up like a parade balloon, then nursing and changing diapers all day, every day. - Hey, go ahead and finish your snack," she said, smiling.
Jessica felt too humiliated and indebted to say anything, or even argue, so she finished the rest of the snack cake. As soon as she did, Holly took the wrapper and handed her her own, which Jessica just noticed she never took a single bite of. "Go ahead and eat it." There's something firm in the way she said it, and Jessica obliged. "You don't have to take those little bites just for my sake. I don't care. Go ahead and eat 'em in one bite, if you can."
"I," Jessica scoffed, stunned and embarrassed, "I can't do that," she mumbled before finishing it on her second bite. Again, Holly swapped the wrapper for another. "I really don't want mo-"
"It's fine, I already know you eat like a pig." She said it so casually, like the words were meaningless. Jessica was a little surprised, and sat still for a moment, and Holly took the hand holding the cake and moved it closer to her mouth. "Eat, mommy."
Being made to eat fattening cakes in front of Holly was humiliating, but something about the confidence and command in her voice made Jessica comply. Holly ended up giving her the entire box, saying, "Eat all of them," and Jessica did it, one after another, stuffing her face with cake after cake. When she got to the last one, Holly hopped up, returning seconds later with her arms full of all the snacks she'd left out on the counter and dumping them on the coffee table. She picked up a box of twinkies and opened it up, shoving the first unwrapped snack in Jessica's face. "Open up," she said, and again, Jessica couldn't turn her down, opening her mouth and letting Holly shove the whole thing in. She didn't even struggle to chew.
"I knew you could eat them in one bite," Holly laughed, already unwrapping another. As soon as Jessica swallowed, Holly was stuffing another into her mouth. "Mm, that's good, isn't it, mommy?" she asked, rubbing Jessica's active belly. "The babies must like it. I think they're still really hungry, though." Again, she was feeding Jessica another.
Whimpering softly, she kept eating, letting Holly feed her more and more until the box was empty. It wasn't over yet, though, and she was already opening another box and sticking one in Jessica's mouth the moment she swallowed. "Mmph," she moaned quietly in weak protest.
"What's that, Jessie? I can't understand you when your mouth is full. You're such a fat pig, can't you go a second without having any food in your mouth?" A second never did pass without Jessica's mouth being full, with Holly stuffing her with cake after cake. They had already made it through a third box, and she was starting to feel a little full as the next one was opened and another was crammed into her mouth.
"I think you're getting fatter already," Holly teased, still rubbing Jessica's belly in between unwrapping cakes. "Doesn't seem possible, does it? I don't know how you're still walking around, as big as you are. You're as big as a house. I think it really suits you, though, being sooo fat and pregnant." All she responded with was a little whine as Holly relentlessly stuffed more and more into her mouth.
They were four boxes down, and Holly didn't look ready to stop. Jessica groaned as she kept making her eat more and more. "Remember what you called me in high school? Fat cow." It didn't feel like she was reminding her. "Now look. You're fatter than I ever was. And you went and got yourself knocked up with four giant babies. You've even got udders," she said, laughing as she grabbed each of Jessica's tits, as much as she could fit of each in her hands, anyway, and squeezed. Milk immediately soaked her top, dark spots spreading dramatically and making her dark, wide areolae slightly visible through the fabric.
"Oh my god, you're really making milk. I thought that wouldn't happen until after the baby comes. You really are a cow. Keep eating, you need it to make milk for your big, fat babies," Holly said, laughing and smiling while holding Jessica's massive mommy milkers. She let them go all at once, letting them bounce and wobble and leak on top of her belly. Jessica started to protest but Holly shoved the cake in her hand into her mouth. "Uh-uh. You have to keep eating. I want to see how fat you can get. You're already a whale, what's another ten, thirty, fifty pounds, huh? You might as well just get fatter. You'll never lose it all, anyway."
As she talked, Holly unwrapped and fed Jessica another cake, which she scarfed down, despite starting to feel full. Holly then grabbed the bottom hem of Jess's top and lifted it up over her tits, leaving them exposed. "Mmm…!" Jessica tried to protest, but Holly shushed her.
"You're a cow, and cows need to be milked." Suddenly, her mouth was closing over Jessica's areola, latching on and suckling. She gasped, shocked to have Holly suddenly nursing from her, while one hand pumped her other breast, the other rubbing her kicking baby belly. Being milked like an actual cow was humiliating, but Jessica didn't do anything to resist, and instead continued stuffing herself. She knew Holly would just make her if she didn't.
"Mm, mommy likes getting milked, don't you?" Holly asked, briefly breaking her latch before switching to the other teat. Jessica moaned, from the feeling of being suckled at, the food, and her growing fullness, only made worse by her babies and their constant movement. She could swear she could hear her skin straining with every kick. She was so full, it was starting to hurt, but she was onto box six, anyway.
Holly continued nursing for what seemed like a long time, taking breaks to stuff a few more cakes in Jess's mouth when she wasn't eating fast enough, and to tease her.
"Have another, I know you want it, piggy. You really do look fatter already. I think your belly's bigger. It kind of looks like you might have another baby in there." Jessica just groaned, rubbing her belly and eating everything in front of her. The pain in her belly was getting worse, and after finishing off the seventh box, she really tried to refuse another.
"No, please, I'm too full. I'm gonna… I feel like I'm gonna pop if I eat any more," she whined, rubbing both sides of her boulder of a belly.
Holly put on an exaggerated pout and rustled around in the grocery bags on the coffee table. She straightened back up with a box, one that Jessica recognized - "I have donuts," she teased in a singsong voice, taking one out and holding it in front of Jessica's lips. "Oh, we both know your fat-ass isn't really gonna turn it down, so just eat it," she said with more force and intensity, the mirth from moments ago gone. A little startled, Jess quickly complied and started eating. The worst part was, she was right. She was always going to eat it, and then another, and another, until she finished the entire box, just like she was doing then.
Holly grinned as Jessica filled her overstuffed belly even more, and it really did look like she was getting bigger. Satisfied, she leaned back in to drink more from Jessica's watermelon sized milk jugs.
"Ohhh, god," she moaned in between bites. "Mm, my belly. Fuck, I'm really gonna burst." Despite her complaints, Jessica kept eating more and more, already finished with the donuts and moved onto more snack cakes. There were so many boxes, between how much she already had in her cart and all the ones Holly grabbed.
"Good," Holly suddenly broke her latch, leaving both of Jess's udders to drip and leak freely. "Keep eating until you burst. You'd have to be such a fat-ass to eat that much, wouldn't you? I want to see you do it. I know you can, so be a good mommy and eat more. Just keep getting fatter for me. You like being such a whale, don't you? If you're already a blimp, you might as well eat as much as you want, right? No need to worry about how much bigger you'll be after stuffing yourself until your huge mommy belly bursts at the seams." The soft palms of her elegant, long hands glided over Jessica's belly the entire time she spoke.
"Mm, you're definitely bigger already. I wonder how many pounds you'll gain from all this food. Maybe I should be careful with this milk, hm? It's probably so fattening." Her head slowly moved down again, her eyes on Jessie's as she took her udder into her mouth and began suckling firmly, and almost reverently. "Mm," she moaned, briefly closing her eyes in ecstasy and suckling harder and faster, gulping down more and more milk. Jessica groaned and panted, a little overwhelmed by having her teat nursed from so vigorously. Holly's mouth felt like a vacuum pump, making her feel like a cow hooked to a milker.
She didn't let up at all for the longest time, gulping down mouthful after mouthful of milk, until Jessica actually felt like it was starting to empty. With a little milk on her lower lip, Holly grinned at her. "You'd like it if I got fat from your milk, wouldn't you? You want me to let myself get as fat as you so you won't have to be jealous of how hot and thin I am?" She did want that, and she wondered if she might get it when Holly even dove back into drain her other breast.
Now, Jess was starting to groan with nearly every bite, the pain in her belly seeming to subside for a while until it came right back again. She realized it wasn't from how much she was eating, but practice contractions. She'd been having them for weeks and weeks, and just hoped they'd go away soon. And they did, for a while. The realization made her feel relieved, knowing she could eat plenty more, and she was even more embarrassed by the thought.
Holly stopped drinking only for a few seconds to open another box of cakes or a candy wrapper before Jessica could go a moment without her mouth filled. It really did feel like she had somehow gotten even bigger, and she swore she could actually see a difference as her former victim massaged the huge swell and hungrily suckled at her teat.
Another contraction came on, far sooner than Jessie ever would have expected. Despite the pain and her labored groaning, she continued stuffing her face, fully giving into her ravenous cravings. She could tell by the look in her eyes that Holly noticed, and it wasn't hard to tell how pleased she was.
"Good cow. I need a big, blue-ribbon winning dairy cow. Your milk is so sweet, I wouldn't even have to add sugar to my coffee if I put some in first. Too bad it can't be very healthy. I really shouldn't drink any more." She seemed to even mean that.
As she spoke, Holly continued to shove more snacks down Jess's throat, enjoying the promise of making her even bigger. The contractions kept coming, and Jess was getting concerned that this might be real labor. She'd been having them for so long, she didn't even think about how they'd been progressing since the day before. It was seeming more and more like that that was the case, but she really hoped not.
She just kept eating, seeming to be no end to all the snacks Holly bought. By then, Jess could almost swear she could hear her belly stretching as she ate and her babies kicked. Thankfully, Holly had no issue with her taking multiple pee breaks, of which there had been a lot. In fact, she seemed to really enjoy watching Jessica groan and lumber her way to the bathroom, getting slower each and every time.
She wasn't sure how much time has passed, but it must have been a while, because not only had her breasts filled back up with milk, they were becoming painfully full. Holly hadn't been draining them for a while, but Jess had seen her staring at them several times, almost like she was resisting the urge. When milk started to bead and then slowly drip from her nipple, that was when she finally decided to give her her much needed milking, suddenly leaning in and latching tightly, looking into Jess's eyes while she suckled.
As relieved as she was to have her teats milked, the contractions had only gotten worse, and she found herself groaning louder and louder with each one. She could see it getting dark outside, but her husband was away for the weekend. She was totally at Holly's mercy.
"Mm. It's nearly time. I can tell you're just about ready to burst." All Jessica could do was grunt and groan, slowly beginning to get the urge to push and doing everything to resist, all while still stuffing her face.
Holly laughed, pumping both Jess's tits, thick streams spraying from her nipples. She moaned, bearing down just slightly. The baby was so low, then, it felt like it was going to fall out of her. It didn't, but as Holly milked her, she ended up pushing after another minute or so.
"You're so big and round. I bet you'll pop if I just poke your big be-" As she said it, Holly did exactly as she said she was going to, and just as her finger prodded the swollen, tight skin of Jessica's overstuffed mommy belly, she pushed, and her water burst, gushing out and soaking her tight shorts.
"Oh, wow! You actually popped!" Holly sounded so excited, thrilled to have stuffed her full until she burst. "Are you already pushing?" All Jess could do was groan.
"You really ate until you popped. What a good, greedy fat cow. I know those babies are huge in your fat belly. You must really be feeling how big they are, now. I bet you'll be pushing for a good, long while. You need to keep yourself strong." Somehow, she managed to chew and swallow all the snacks Holly stuffed her with.
"Hoohoohoo…!" she panted as a contraction came on, having been given a break from eating during. This time, she pushed hard, squeezing her eyes shut and groaning. The baby was huge, and it was barely moving when she bore down. It felt so big, she wondered if it was possible for the babies to have put on more weight since she'd been sitting here getting fattened until she burst.
"Good. Push, mommy. My good mommy cow, birthing her fat calves and making so much milk for me." Holly nursed from each engorged udder, moaning as she latched.
"Pushssssshhhhh-iiiiinnnnnghhhhh…!" Jessie groaned, pushing as long as she could. Suddenly, she felt Holly's fingers feeling her slit through her soaked shorts.
"Not bulging at all yet, huh? Let's get these off." She tugged down her shorts, helping her shift and lift herself until they were finally down to her ankles and discarded. Holly's fingers immediately found her pussy, two of them sinking inside and making her gasp.
"I can feel the head. It's definitely coming out, but you might be pushing a while. I think I might be able to help, though." With a grin, Holly kept her fingers inside, and began curling them slowly until she found Jess's g-spot, making her cry out in shocked ecstasy.
"Ooh, you like that, mommy? I'll bet you like giving birth, too. You like being a fat, round heifer calving for me. Here, I know you still want more, greedy cow." More cakes were getting stuffed into Jess's mouth, and she couldn't even try to resist, moaning loudly around each mouthful as Holly fingered her. When her next contraction came on, she didn't stop or even slow down, and Jess was groaning loudly, spread legs shaking as she pushed hard and startling pleasure shook her to her core. Fluid squirted and sprayed from her pussy, gushing all over Holly's hand, but she didn't seem to mind at all.
"I knew you'd like it. We'll have to keep you pregnant and fat like this all the time. I want you even bigger, next time. More babies, and I'll make sure you pack on the pounds." Jessica just kept moaning, only getting louder when her contractions came. The baby was moving lower, slowly, but faster than before, since she really couldn't stop pushing now, each time feeling like she was at the brink of an orgasm.
"That's it, keep pushing. It's coming, I can feel it moving down." Holly's fingers didn't slow, and she went back to Jess's tits for more milk. The laboring mother was practically screaming now, pushing hard, overwhelmed to dizzying heights by all of the sensations.
They kept going like that, with Jess pushing and nearly cumming while Holly fingered her and nursed from her huge mommy milkers. Jessica was so distracted, she almost didn't notice when the other woman switched to rubbing her clit, the baby's head now nearing the exit. Holly could feel her beginning to bulge and moaned with her mouth full of tit and calorie-dense milk.
She must have been pushing for over an hour, but Jessica had no solid sense of how much time had actually passed. Holly was rubbing her clit and cupping the head bulging out of her, all while vigorously suckling from her milky udders.
"Ohhh, god, it's... coming... OUT! I'm CROWNIIINNNNGGHHHH...!" Jessie wailed, feeling herself stretch around the head's widest point.
"That's right, your huge, fat baby is coming out of your pussy," Holly broke away to speak, with a little droplet of milk on her lips before she wiped it away on the back of her hand. "God, it's really fucking big. Like you're giving birth to an obese toddler. Of course a whale like you would pop out babies this big. They're probably all gonna weigh, like, twenty-five pounds or something. You know that? You've got a hundred pounds of baby in your huge mommy belly."
As she spoke, Jess's eyes rolled back in ecstasy and she cried out, long and loud, pushing harder than ever as everything in her tensed with the biggest orgasm of her life. The bulbous head burst free between her legs, supported by Holly's hand and accompanied by a rush of fluid that would have soaked everything beneath her if it weren't already from her water breaking. Panting and moaning, she was delirious with sensation, rubbing her belly and pumping her breast while milk sprayed from it.
"Oh my god, you really liked that, didn't you? You actually just came from giving birth? You really are nothing but a breeding cow, aren't you? Don't relax too much, you've still got to push the rest of this monster out." Holly's words made her feel like she might just cum again.
She was right, of course, in that there was hardly any time to relax or recover from that mind-shattering orgasm (interestingly, the best one of her life). Breathing heavily, it felt like she'd had hardly a moment to catch her breath before another contraction was coming on.
"Okay, push, mommy, push. You're calving so good for me, aren't you? Fat, pregnant fucking cow." Jessica groaned lowly, getting louder as she pushed and Holly made fun of her. This was certainly a far cry from her original birth plan. She could feel the shoulders straining against her puffy pussy, stretching her as they tried to force their way through.
"It's coming! It's coming out! Keep pushing!" Holly continued to encourage her. It really wasn't necessary, with no epidural or medication to dull any of her senses, but Jess had to acknowledge at least to herself that it was turning her on to have a running commentary, as well as being ordered around by someone she never thought she'd respect.
"Push! Christ, that's a big fucking baby. Oh my god. How the hell is that even coming out of you? Your fat fucking pussy is never bouncing back from this. I don't think anyone else would even be able to fit this thing inside them, and your fat ass has four of them in your huge fucking whale belly." She just kept going, and Jessie squealed as she felt the wide shoulders finally popped out, and the rest of the baby gushed out right along with them and into Holly's hands.
"Holy shit! I can barely lift this thing up!" She heaved the squalling newborn up to where Jessica could see it, and even she was shocked to see that Holly had hardly been exaggerating; it was a goddamn behemoth. It weighed just as much as it looked like it did, and she briefly thought she wouldn't be able to breath through the rest of her labor as it was laid on her chest. She guided it to her nipple, and it latched far more easily than she'd believed it would.
"Of course your fat-ass baby has no trouble nursing. A lot of women really struggle with it, but you're just a natural dairy cow, aren't you?"
"Ohhh, god, Holly, please..." Jess didn't even know what she was asking for, just that she was overwhelmed with sensation and embarrassment.
"Oh, quit pretending you don't like being my breeding bitch. We're way past that now. You better try and relax while you've got a minute. I don't know when the next one's gonna come." Suddenly, she got up and went to the kitchen, which Jessica only knew because she heard her turning on the faucet. When she returned, she was drying her hands on a hand towel that she tossed aside.
"Giving birth to that gigantic baby probably made you hungry, huh?" she asked, tearing open a snack wrapper and shoving the cake in Jessie's mouth without waiting for a response. Like a good little cow, she opened up and ate it without any issue.
"Good girl." Holly rubbed her belly with one hand while she watched her chew before grabbing the next one. "You've got even more room in there now, don't you? Lot of space to fill up. I want you even fatter the next time."
Holly crammed another cake into her mouth, effectively keeping her from responding. "You're my personal baby factory, now. I'm gonna make sure you're always knocked up, until you're all out of eggs." It made Jessica moan, and Holly grinned, knowing she liked that.
"All those big aspirations you had, and now you're happy just to pump out babies constantly for the rest of your life. You might as well be the best breeder you can." She watched the laboring mother's pussy gush and laughed.
"Fuuuck... oh, god, it's gonna come...! I'm having another babyyyy...!" Jessica gasped, her belly contracting hard and forcing her to bear down.
"That's right, you're just squeezing 'em out, one after the other, aren't you?" The teasing made Jessica groan loudly as she pushed, and her second water broke all over the couch. Holly reached and felt inside of her, surprised at what she found.
"Oh, wow, it's already really low. I can feel the head." Her fingers slid back out and she splayed her hand on Jess's massive, kicking underbelly. She felt the muscles tightening under her hand from the contraction, while Jessica moaned loudly from the other side of her pregnant mass and pushed.
"It's coming really fast, this time. You're already starting to bulge... yeah, you're spreading really good. God, this one's just as huge, but you're such a good, fat birthing cow, it's not a problem, huh?"
All she could do was push and moan. Holly watched as her vagina stretched around the head and she started to crown.
"Holy shit, you're already crowning! The head's almost out!"
Jess panted as the contraction subsided. "Hoohoohoohoo...!" The baby on her breast was still suckling, and she wondered if she'd have to feed all four so much that she'd always have two attached to her milky teats.
Soon, she was pushing again, her voice raising into a shout as the giant head squeezed through her canal before coming out with a splash.
"There it is, mommy," Holly cooed, patting Jess's belly condescendingly while she supported the head. "This thing's the size of a grapefruit. The rest has to be as big as a turkey. Just breathe, then you're gonna push that fat baby out of your wet mommy cunt."
The description was apt, her pussy gushing between pushes. "Oh... ohhh... OHHHHH, it's coming NOOOOOOWWW...!" she screamed, bearing down hard. It felt like her body was a machine doing exactly what it was designed to do, automatically and without thought. It seemed she really was a baby factory.
The second toddler sized baby flopped out of her and into Holly's ready arms, who then laid it on Jessie's chest. This one, too, found her milky udder almost immediately, only crying for seconds before it was suckling.
"Just like a mama sow nursing her fat piglets," Holly giggled.
Jessica looked down at herself, the image as unbelievable as the one she'd been seeing for nearly a year. Instead of just seeing her enormous, kicking belly, she saw her slightly smaller, but still absurdly distended, belly with two monster sized babies feeding at her huge cow tits.
Suddenly, Holly was disappearing behind her huge baby-stuffed gut, ducking down. Before Jess could ask what she was doing, she was gasping as she felt the other woman's hot, wet mouth on her clit. First she licked it, and then she was sucking it relentlessly while Jessica writhed and screamed. Her birthing cunt was practically spraying from how wet she was getting, the intensity almost unbearable as she labored and nursed at the same time.
"OH! OHHH, GOD, HOLLYYYY...! HOOOOHHH, IT'S-... I'M-... COMIIIIIINNNNGGGHHHHH...!" she wailed, a massive flood of amniotic fluid bursting from her pussy as the third baby barreled through her cervix and she had the most intense orgasm of her life. Her womb contracted hard and she bore down with it, feeling the baby move lower. But even then, Holly didn't stop. Jess felt her fingers in her cunt, monitoring her progress, all while sucking her clit as vigorously as the babies suckled from her engorged udders.
"AAAHHHH, GOD, TOO... MUCH! FUUUUCK, I'M... CUMMING IT... OUUUUUT!" she shrieked, already building up to another orgasm and unable to stop pushing. She could feel her third baby beginning to bulge out, and Holly's hand stayed on the widening slit. She was birthing faster than before, even faster than she realized was even possible, which seemed ridiculous given the size of her overdue brood.
As the second orgasm wracked her body, Jessie felt the baby crowning before the bulbous head popped out of her. She'd assumed that Holly would stop, then, but her mouth stayed latched to her swollen clit while her hand supported the head hanging out of Jess's laboring pussy. She didn't think she could handle it, and she writhed and squirmed her hips while screaming out her fat brat.
"OHHHHHHH, I'M HAVING IIIIIIT...! YOU'RE... MAKING ME... BIIIIIIRTH!" she screamed as she pushed the wide shoulders from her body, her cunt spasming and spraying fluids with her orgasm and Holly finally stopped as she caught the baby.
"Holy shit. You pushed this one out so fast. And you came, like, three or four times," Holly laughed, wiping her face, which had been soaked in Jessie's fluids. "Talk about a fucking squirter. Such a breeding slut, cumming and giving birth like that. Let's see how fast we can get this last one out. Ooh, and it wants out bad. It's really kicking, huh?" she teased, rubbing her squirmy belly before laying the crying newborn on top of it.
Jess really looked like the definition of a breeding slut, with three newborns on her while a fourth kicked inside of her. Even with just one left, she looked like she was still carrying twins.
She hardly had a moment to catch her breath or even regain her ability to form coherent thoughts before Holly was back to mouthing her oversensitive clit, making the laboring mommy scream from the overstimulation and pleasure. She pushed and her fourth water broke immediately, the last baby forcing its way through her battered cervix. Despite the discomfort and pain, she was already cumming, the intensity of it making her push even harder. This one was coming even quicker than the last, already filling her stretched birth canal and bulging her swollen pussy.
Holly didn't let up for a moment, moaning with Jess's clit in her mouth as she sucked. Jessica panted and groaned loudly, her groans quickly turning back into screams as yet another orgasm built inside of her. She pushed again, still screaming, her muscles clenching hard and forcing the massive head through her cunt. Still cumming and pushing, the wide shoulders followed behind, and she birthed the last of her litter in one long push.
Her hair clung to her forehead from the sweat, and Jessica felt like she was gasping for air, as though she'd just come up from being held underwater. Holly was sitting fully upright, grinning at her from between her still spread legs and holding the gigantic, screaming baby in her arms.
"Four fat-ass babies on your first go... I think we can beat that." Jess's eyes widened and her cheeks flushed, but worse than the humiliation and fear the thought of getting even more pregnant gave her was how much it turned her on. She knew Holly wasn't just teasing her, but that she was making her a promise. Her belly would be swollen and heavy again very, very soon.
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