#alien birth

[breederpup]

Giving birth alone in an abandoned warehouse, screaming the biggest egg out during an alien invasion.

Giving birth alone in a barn, pushing a huge pup out after being impregnated by the Alpha of the pack and you are too scared to tell him it is his offspring

🥴🖤 Both of these sound so enticing omg ,,,,,,,,,,,, I'm gonna make small responses to these , but high-key I plan on writing the whole stories out at out point 🖤

(CW// LOOOOOTS of graphic birth talk >:3)

The sense of urgency vs the slow/tedious crowning of that egg ,, 😍 ,, Unable to stifle my screams when I bear down ,,,, Every time I think I've hit the widest part, the egg tauntingly spreads my boycunt even more ,,,, I need to birth this thing before I'm caught ,,,,,, But no matter how hard I'm pushing, it just won't come out! My entire body is drenched in sweat ,,, I'm panting heavily , trying to catch my breath , but my contractions won't let me take a break. I feel another one building up and I whimper in response ,,, Gripping my knees and spreading my legs as far as they could go , I let out a huge roar as I give the BIGGEST push I could muster ,,,,, The egg slowly spreads me open more and more ,,, My fingers dig into my skin as the burning sensation grows ,,,,, "Ghhk..... C.. come on, come onnnNNNNNN GHAAHHHH!!!!!!"

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Going into labor in the middle of the night , so the furthest place I could think of to hide from everyone would be the barn ,,, 🖤 ,,, I hurry and make a little nest out of the straw, and luckily I'm quick about it because I can already feel the pup behind my entrance. I lay on my side , trying to control my breathing ,,, The next contraction creeps up on me , causing my tummy to tighten ,, I pull my leg back and lean into my first push ,,, It feels so good , but slowly begins to hurt ,,,, I should've known his pup would be huge! I press my chin to my chest and groan softly ,,,,, The pup descends painfully slowly ,,, I let the push go with a "GHH" and release my leg , heavily breathing as I catch my breath. After a couple seconds , I hoist my leg back up and bear down once more. My low moans soon turn to loud ones as the pup begins to crown ,,, My face scrunches up in focus and a scream slips out of my mouth as the teardrop shape gets larger and larger ,,,,, I clumsily grab the towel I brought with me and stuff a small bit of it between my teeth ,,, I can't get caught ,,, My teeth clench tightly with the towel between , and I scream a bit louder into it ,,,,,,

[stuck-crowning]

oh goddd thank you for answering my werewolf birth ask. please give me some more concepts of painful/stuck births? god i just want to be sobbing and screaming as i push until i have no strength left, until the contractions are pushing weakly against my will because i have no energy left to aid in them. god tell me how i'd crown agonizingly and feel all the horrible weight slide back inside me after each push while i wail that it's too big to come out, i'm too tight, it's not going to fit, you're going to have to press on my belly, please, just do something, help me

Glad you enjoyed!

Hmmm

How about being stuck upside down. Maybe someone's tied you up or maybe, clumsy with your heavy belly, you just fell and got stuck somehow. Now you're working against gravity, every push twice as hard as it should be. Your baby was big to begin with but now getting the head to crown feels like a truly impossible task. You push desperately, the head stretches your lips, bulging out only to drop right back inside the moment you let go. There's no help coming, you'll be pushing like that for hours to come.

Or, for some monster preg flavor maybe you get knocked up by an alien much bigger than you. The baby grows to an enormous size. You look like you're carrying triplets by the time you're full term despite only having one. The alien's long gone and you're scared of being whisked away to a government lab if you go to the hospital so you try to give birth alone at home. It's a long excruciating labor, the head feels massive, lodged in your hips. As it starts to move through your birth canal something about it feels, wrong. It's not shaped like a human baby. There are spines and protrusions that catch on your hole and make each push even more painful. The head starts to inch out of you but it's so massive that the very top stretches you to what would be full crown. No amount of pushing seems to move it past that point. You are trapped, quickly losing strength as the head of your alien offspring bulges hopelessly from your hole.

Lastly, a bit more classic, maybe the baby is average size but your hips are unusually harrow. You really should have a C-section but you've gotten trapped somewhere far from a hospital. It's a long, slow process trying to move the head down to your birth canal. The pressure on your hips is immense and there's no relief from it even between contractions. You moan and cry and rock your hips, desperately trying to ease the head through an opening it's just a bit too big for. When you feel the urge to push you're already exhausted. Long hard pushes get the head right behind your lips, bulging out the space between your legs, but that seems to be as far as it will go. The pressure is so intense, the contractions are on top of each other, you push with all your might but the head won't budge. You swear you can feel your hips creak with the strain. You're trapped in this desperate position with no help pushing fruitlessly against a head that just won't come.

Hope you like those little scenarios. Sorry it took me a minute to get to this. I'm very open to ask prompts but depending on my mood and how busy I am it may take me some time to get to them.

[secrets-of-the-orbs]

New ALIEN Arrival

Now with and without breast's!

I found this and originally I wasn't sure what it was. It zips in the back, and given the design and the request for more crossdressing content, I figured I'd play around a little.

[pickledpet]

Imagine there is an alien species which has the ability to alter your body so whatever is in your womb can now be pushed out of your boycunt or your ass, it makes the birthing process more efficient according to them. They pack you full of their huge eggs and let you go on your way.

You look huge, full term with twins when you start feeling twinges in your womb signalling that labour is imminent. You got impregnated around a year ago so you forget the changes they made to your reproductive system until, to your horror an egg each drops into your tight birth canals and both of your holes start burning as the massive eggs starts stretching them open.

I'd be so fucking full it'd be hard to even attempt to position myself so I can start pushing, I'd have to settle for a less efficient but more comfortable position with my womb so packed.

While pushing I could probably feel the eggs rubbing against each other through the walls of my pussy and my ass. At first I'd probably try to cheat the system and shove one of them further back in so I could birth from one hole at a time but I'd quickly realise it's futile because the eggs are coming out quickly and another egg is already lodged deep into my birth canal and there's no way I can push the first one back far enough.

So in the end I'd be whining and gripping my torpedo shaped stomach as the eggs crown together and get stuck in my tight holes together so I'm forced to change positions and keep bearing down while rocking my hips to dislodge them (I'd hope the other dozen will be easier to birth)

[pregnantbunbun]

Aliens have been on my mind lately, thinking of how they would impregnate an incubator. Picking a human woth the best compatibility match, taking them aboard their ship and giving them a shot of aomething to make their womb properly hospitable. Their little human wakes up dizzy and disoriented to a thick probe working in and out of their tight pussy. Trying to scream and get away, but they're strapped in and too weak from the serum, as the probe forces open their cervix, and one by one, an egg slips into their readied womb. The procedure takes very little time, ans before long, their incubator is unconcious and returned home safe and sound, with no memory of the event.

But their body remembers, as each day sees their stomach growing a little rounder, their chest growing a little bigger, they think they're just going through a difficult time with weight fluctuation, but after a week, their stomach is heavy, and there's a pressure in their hips they can't explain. Hiding their stomach from friends and coworkers as best they can, until suddenly something shifts, a pain shoots through them, and they feel their pants flood with a warm liquid, followed immediately by a sudden urge to bear down. They barely have enough time to get their pants off before they're on their knees, crying for help as an egg slips from their womb into their birth canal, bulging their pussy lips as it crowns. They struggle to push, confused and terrified, but after a few minutes it pops out and tumbles to the floor. They're taking ragged breaths, tears streaming down their face, as the very same aliens who did this to them appear to watch their incubator give birth to the rest of them. One isn't enough to help theor population after all, they needed at least a dozen from this incubator this time.

[fareplay]

The idea that extraterrestrials are responsible for the current baby boom is 'just a conspiracy' until every radio in the country turns to the ssme frequency at once playing a low, unnatural sound and every pregnant person folds over and starts birthing writhing alien young at one time, sliding into the grocery store tile floor and bursting from between their legs in cars and within a day they now outnumber humans of fighting age

[thevampirepupper]

I've got an idea for a fic but it's a little wacky (at least by normal people standards, this is probably a walk in the park for you freaks) so bare with my stream of thought ramble

I have this Oc who is ex military (stemmed from cod but we don't talk about it because I started adding zombies and aliens and changing names and backstories 😭) and one of the reasons that she got discharged was because she was overlooking an experiment in area 51 (she's an American and I HATED writing that but we persist) that was HORRENDOUS like they were actually doing experiments on aliens and stuff and cross people and alien experiments so she burned down half the underground facility to try to free the people down there, HOWEVER because of some sketch ass background stuff you don't need to know rn she gets PTSD really easily and it's the kind that makes you forget the trauma happened at all after some time has passed minus really scary flash backs and dreams that you're not entirely sure is real AND SHE GOT THAT FROM THAT EXPERIENCE 😁

SO FIC IDEA 🗣️ she hadn't been discharged for long before she found out she was PREGNANT YIKES 😬 she in herself is a slag so it's not too surprising but still, no idea where this baby came from but it wasn't like she was thinking too hard. Anyway because she's spent most of her functioning teen/adult life not being a normal person she doesn't have that many friends or the skills to get civilian friends, she chooses to tell her old partner who, subsequently, also had to leave the force after figuring out all the shit the government was doing and going down with her and he was CONCERNED to say the least and he tells her what happened during the mission.

APPARENTLY the mission wasn't to oversee ANYTHING that was just what she was told to not suspect anything, what the scientists working down there needed was a strong and reliable host body to implant alien embryos into to see if they could actually gestate a colony to experiment on without having to wait for aliens to crash to earth, and she just happened to be the perfect candidate.

Now, he insisted that he had no idea if any of that actually happened, he just knew what the plan WAS. He had no idea if they managed to actually do anything to her or even get close enough, but still it was concerning.

So then she'd have to spend the rest of her pregnancy trying to determine if how she was feeling was normal pregnancy symptoms or something WRONG that could mean that there was something not human inside of her, having to wait until she went into labor away from anyone and on her own- not wanting anyone to inform the CIA that the eggs, if that was what they were, had taken and were stealable- to know for sure.

What do we think 😋

[pumpkinbirth]

Potion Game

Base- alien

Add-ons- rapid pregnancy, orgasmic birth

Despite how straightforward this "experiment" seemed, it didn't do much to curb your nerves.

While you and the rest of the world were still reeling over the confirmation that humans most certainly were not alone in the universe, the government higher ups (who had apparently been privy to this fact for years) were already well into various negotiations and experiments with the extraterrestrials, such as the one you currently found yourself volunteered for.

You see, the other life that was out there was dwindling, much faster than they would like. So once it was revealed that our genetic makeup had even the possibility of compatibility, talks of crossbreeding soon followed.

Everyone stood to benefit, it seemed; they'd postpone their extinction, and humanity would have the chance to access even greater evolution. As for you, well...you'd just have to find out.

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This brought you to now, sitting in a small observation room. To your relief it wasn't the metallic, brightly lit room you were dreading, but rather was lit by a dim, warm light. The aliens, which were surprisingly similar to the greys of pop culture, had made it clear that harsh lighting would disturb and potentially damage their offspring's eyes.

Your eyes flicked to the two way mirror on the wall facing you, where scientists of both species had already been monitoring you for a couple hours now, starting right when you'd been successfully inseminated. Mentally you ran through how the experiment would go, provided it went smoothly; you were to remain in the observation room for the entirety of your pregnancy, which if the aliens were to be believed would be blissfully short, three days to a week at most. You were also to give birth by yourself, they would only intervene if it seemed like things were going south. The reason for this was apparently so the experiment wouldn't be sullied by invasive methods from either side; simply put, the baby would dictate how it would be born. The last thing, something the translator had relayed with an interesting expression, was that this experience would be "far more pleasant than you would expect".

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Ten hours in, the scientists in the next room watched as you repositioned yourself on the bed provided. The thin fabric of your hospital gown, which had been baggy on you that morning, was now stretched tightly over your newly swollen belly. Every now and then someone would come in to measure and photograph you, which you still found yourself being self conscious of every time.

To the untrained eye it looked like you were experiencing a normal pregnancy, except for a couple odd details. Your belly was flushed with a faint purple hue, which they had hypothesized was the fetus' blood mixing with yours in the placenta. The other detail was that you were sweating, but not with exertion or discomfort, far from it. That cryptic little hint from the translator turned out to be alluding to a natural chemical released by their hormones, which apparently induced an aphrodisiac effect in humans.

The scientists encouraged you to respond to any impulses or urges you felt, provided that it wouldn't harm you or the baby. While you were still very aware of being watched, the sensations became gradually impossible to ignore.

Three more hours went by and you'd shed the gown, sitting upright in the bed with your back supported by pillows. With one hand you cradled your belly, now visually comparable to a full term pregnancy, while your other was nestled between your spread legs, slick sounds hanging in the air as you sunk two fingers into yourself. Your thumb pressed and circled your swollen clit as you worked to bring yourself to yet another orgasm, having lost count of which one this was.

This one felt like it was going to be different, although you were too lost in the pleasure to voice this to them. Instead your fingers worked faster, your hips lifting as much as they could, and with a cry you finally felt the pressure come to a head as you came hard. An unfamiliar sensation washed over you, and your cheeks flushed as you felt a torrent of fluid gush out of you.

Panting softly you reached down to inspect it, finding your fingers coated with a slightly viscous violet liquid, what you assumed was your 'water'. It had definitely caught your off guard, considering you hadn't been experiencing conventional contractions. Gradually you realized that it was the intensifying pleasure that was leading up to your advancing labor, not pain.

Your heart raced as both you and the scientists realized that this was progressing much faster than they'd estimated; if things continued at this rate then you'd have experienced a full pregnancy and birth in under 24 hours. Before you could think about it any more you felt the odd pressure of your belly shifting, dropping as your alien baby began its descent.

Leaning back against your pillows you spread your legs wider, giving a clear view of the flushed lips of your cunt as you moaned through another pleasureful contraction. All shyness was fully out the window now, and you could think of nothing but just how wonderful it felt to give birth, the hormones doing their job perfectly. It wasn't long before you felt the urge to push, and you gave in without hesitation, the resulting orgasm making you squirt even more of the syrupy amniotic fluid.

In the adjacent room both groups of scientists were dutifully noting everything, some of them doing their best to ignore how much the sight and sound of your birthing was arousing them. This became more difficult as they watched you beginning to crown, the swollen lips of your cunt gradually stretching to accommodate a much larger head than it would with a human baby. Surely the aphrodisiac hormones was the aliens evolving an incentive for reproducing; one is more likely to want to give birth if it feels good, after all.

Back in the observation room you were panting heavily, voice hoarse from cumming so many times over the course of the day. You obeyed your body's urges and bore down hard, fluid leaking steadily out of you as you successfully pushed out the head. The overstimulation had you mewling desperately, and as good as this felt you were ready for it to come to an end. The hardest part was done, though, and a few more good pushes had the rest of the experiment slipping free from you.

A pair of scientists in protective gear swiftly entered, retrieving the baby before you could even ask about it. A twinge of sadness tugged at your heart, but you soon let it go. After all, now that the experiment was more or less successful, you suspected you'd have the chance to do this many more times.