#constant birth

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Stuck on a time loop on the day they give birth, after a few repeats they give birth practically everywhere possible and figure out that all they have to do is not have the kid that day. Easy! Right?

They give birth sobbing 15 times after realizing how hard it is to not push. Eventually they give up and spend all day in the tights boxers they can with a plug in their pussy

TIME LOOP BIRTH IS SO GENIUS

[septimusmoonlight]

Anonymous: Idk if you've ever written anything abt this but I love the idea of some small foreign entity crawling inside my womb while I'm asleep and like. Fusing I guess? And just constantly fertilizing me to the point I'm always pumping out its kids. Makes me go straight to Niagara falls lol

I'm sure I have some permapreg like it somewhere around here, but it's always something I'm willing to explore <3

It's just an ordinary night for you, so you manage to get to sleep eventually. That's when your uninvited guest comes out to play. Maybe it was under your bed, or just outside your window, or somewhere else in your room that you don't check often enough. Whatever it is, the thing slinks out from its hiding spot on too many limbs and seeks out your available hole. It knows it has a good project on its hands - you can be turned into a good tool for it, something to pump out not-quite-humans infected with its genes.

Its body secretes sedatives that keep you fast asleep as it opens up your cunt with its tapered body, pulling itself deeper and deeper inside of you until it presses right up against your cervix. With a little extra force, it pops inside, sliding perfectly into place as it latches to the top of your womb. It quickly dissolves a portion of the inner lining so that its body can fuse to yours, and it even incorporates some of your DNA into itself so that your immune system doesn't recognize it as a threat. Within minutes, its skin and your womb flow into each other seamlessly, and it can begin its work.

It takes a little while to get your body up to speed on what the new plan is. The first round of hormones it secretes is meant to prepare its environment for its young in particular - they may be similar to humans in various superficial ways, but they are most certainly not the standard young a human should be bearing, and certainly at a rate far too fast for any human. Then, once your internal workings have been altered to its tastes, it starts releasing its seed into your womb - in fact, with bifurcated genitalia, it can simply insert a long probe directly into your fallopian tubes and bombard your unprotected ovaries with its sperm cells, fertilizing engorged eggs much faster than should be possible. In fact, new eggs are forming just for its purposes, which is normally an incredibly rare event - but, then again, this thing isn't producing humans, so human biology is mostly irrelevant.

The first cells start dividing late in the night while you're still peacefully sleeping, entirely unaware of how you've been changed. Permanently. Forever.

In the morning, you become acutely aware of the new developments when the first hints of labor pull you harshly into the waking world. You gasp and moan, clutching at your rounded, swollen belly. You're so large that you can't even adjust your position properly, and you're left to wonder, terrified, what must have happened last night for you to end up like this. You're not allowed to think much further about it, however, because the pain of a child pressing against your dilated cervix is a distraction from everything else, and you have to follow through on the urge to push before anything else can be done.

Labor is fast, in comparison to how long an active labor normally is, and it's agonizing as a result. Your body isn't used to being stretched open and pulled apart like this, much less from the inside out, so thoroughly claimed by something you can't identify - and yet, despite the pain, pleasure still washes over you, and you can't help but cum multiple times, delaying the birth as you clench hard around the inhuman child still sliding through your birth canal. Your cervix and cunt are stretched wide, wide open, torturous and euphoric at the same time, and you're tempted to linger at the crowning stage just to bask in the horrible, searing burn that comes from something just too big. Your body screams at you to bear down, though, so you do, your legs shaking as you cum again at the sensation of a newborn slipping wetly out of your newly-sloppy cunt.

As you lay back, fighting for breath, you can feel more weight gathering in your lower belly. Placing a hand on your midsection greets you with the sensation of your skin pulling tight under your fingers, an alien mass pushing out from within, filling up your womb with something you didn't ask for - and yet something that makes your skin burn with arousal, makes your eyes roll back in your head and your tongue loll out of your mouth when your cervix hugs another small body on its way out of you. The process seems to be speeding up - even as you're giving birth, another body stretches your insides.

These are just the growing pains as the organism that's taken you over makes sure its systems are in place properly. It's making sure that you can push out as many children as it commands, making sure that you're hyperfertile and loving it, making sure that the elevated pain response you're experiencing is simultaneously translated to pleasure so that it hurts and makes you cum at the same time. So far, everything is going well - but it wants to keep up the test run for a little while, pump out enough children to make up for its time outside of a human womb, when it couldn't produce young.

You're trapped in bed all day, screaming and sobbing through orgasm after orgasm as babies open you wide, an endless chain of children you can't identify, not at all human and yet with the appearances of oversized newborns. The way they can crawl immediately after birth - and climb up the walls, no less - tells you that you're not dealing with a weird human pregnancy; this is something entirely out of your wheelhouse, but you're finding it harder and harder to care as your brain learns more and more to enjoy your new position as a permanent baby factory, a sloppy hole for babies to come out of, an incubator. You're forgetting everything else you had planned for today, for next week, for the upcoming month, the rest of the year. Pleasure and pain, and this implacable urge to give birth over and over again, are quickly wiping out the desire to do anything else.

By the end of the day, things have slowed back down, but you're still giving birth at least once an hour. In between, you're rubbing your cunt, easily sliding a fist into your sloppy hole to keep yourself open for the next child that needs to come out of you. You're all too happy to stay like this, but when there's an extended pause, you take the opportunity to fall back asleep, exhausted without realizing it.

Then, you wake up, and your midsection is larger than it was yesterday morning. The morning sun says hello through your drawn blinds as you wail, squeezing out a batch of easily five or six newborns, apparently left gestating inside of you all night while the thing that took you over let you get some rest. It seems to have a good picture of the human limit, but you have no clue of any of this; all you know is that something happened to you, and it's the best time you've ever had in your life.

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royal prisoner kept constantly bred, plugged, and hooked up to a machine that simulates contractions 24/7 so that even if she only actually gives birth every 9 months she feels like she's in labor constantly

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Birth transferring would be fun! Especially if you could force it on someone :)

It's usually really expensive, but if you know the right person they will let you swap for cheap. Something about liking the way their partner looks while full

Said partner is never actually seen outside their house, but you don't need to worry. They are definitely still alive.

If you listen, you can hear them screaming, begging to be allowed to rest, just for a moment, please, they will do anything to stop giving birth just for a few days.

And if you want, the partner will let you see them <3

id kill to have a partner who eventually turns into a captive who gives birth for me day in and day out

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Two people stuck in a time loop. It's two days long, and won't end until both consent to stop it

One is living their best life. They are reading all the books they every even considered. They are traveling to see anything they can get to within the time limit. They are watching every movie in order, learning to play as many instruments as possible, learning new languages, whole nine yards. They never want the loop to end

The other starts every loop locked in a basement. They have been there for nine months, trapped and assaulted daily. Their labor starts a few minutes after the loop does.

Somehow, despite not being involved in the loop, their captor frequently finds a new way to make them suffer while birthing. From pulling the rape baby out far too early, to beating them as they push, to tying their legs together. Best case scenario, the captor just watches. Even then, they always get stuck in the ring of fire. Over and over and over and over.

They are trapped in hell. And they will stay there until someone they have never met is done in paradise.

one day, after years of this, the one in paradise discovers the other person in the time loop. at first, they start trying to save them. every loop, they break the victim out, sometimes making it to the hospital in time for the baby to be born. but the loop continues, because deep down, they don't want to have to give up their paradise. they want the victim's pain to stop, but they don't know that they have to WANT the time loop to be over in order for it to end. they just accept that they have to spend the first few hours of each loop rescuing them, and then going back to their own paradise.

eventually, though, they come to see the appeal. they've witnessed enough varieties of ways the abuser creatively tortures them to come to enjoy it. a dark desire starts building within them. at first, they bury it, ashamed, and try even harder to rescue the victim to "make up" for it. but after months pass, maybe even years, their desire only grows stronger. and they grow more and more okay with it. suppression and guilt turn into rationalization and "only in fantasy" assurances turn into plans.

until one day, the loop resets, and when they go to the captor's house, it isn't to rescue the victim.

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tbh the ideal situation for a boy is to be cursed to give birth every single day, only getting breaks at night to eat and sleep before he has to struggle with giving birth all over again the next day <3

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soldier cursed to be constantly in labor who is forced to plug his hole during the day so that he can keep working but ends up getting the plug dislodged while marching with fellow soldiers and ends up crowning in front of everyone

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doctor who wants to become the first to invent pills that cause even a non-pregnant person to give birth and is willing to do whatever it takes to achieve her goal x victim who ends up in her lab constantly giving birth to baby after baby with no end