#implied bad ending

[hush-writes-preg]

Saw your post from the other day- and I know they are kind of goofy looking, but I’ve had the thought of how giving birth to one of those grey BIG headed aliens must be like. Imagine if it came in a difficult position, ESPECIALLY breech. Good lord

Also kinda got hit by the writing… Bug. Idk, so have this?

TW/ kinda dark? Dunno I never post my writings lol

You’re giving birth to an alien, so silly things like oxygen, or heartrate aren’t a concern. The aliens that bred you for their studies, watching over you, will let you birth for days and days on end, not caring for your pain or complaints if only to write more notes. They are aliens too of course, and misunderstanding of human limits… But you’ve long lost the ability to properly form sentences in the throes of this unnatural labor, reduced to nothing but feral, useless pushing as the offspring within you either doesn’t move, or taunts you with milimeters of progress that are most often immediately lost.

Eventually, your contractions begin to weaken, your body exhausted, but, everytime your body is close to giving up, the aliens watching fill your veins with their strange drugs, and your belly contracts upon itself with renewed strength, perhaps even stronger than the natural efforts of your weak, human body’s battle against its unwelcome guest… And of couse, your own muscles, skin, everything, burns high with something that feels like adrenaline, but may be closer to regeneration of some kind- as your exhausted vocal cords are able to let you scream and beg just as loudly as the first time.

With how horrid the stretch is within you’re barely breached birth canal already, and the countless strange drugs they fill you with without care… You dread to imagine what these aliens will do once their hybrid babe rests behind your lips, bobbing in and out obscenely as your skin refuses to stretch for the gargantuan head.

Anon.

Anon.

You are welcome in my inbox anytime, anon. Hot damn, I get an itch for dark stuff sometimes, and you've done an excellent job of scratching it. 💗 The idea of the baby getting stuck while your body weakens and starts to fade, only to be forced back into action, knowing you can't push this thing free? :chefskiss:

(Catching up on responses to If you could be 'pregnant' with anything non-human, what would you choose to carry?)

[hush-writes-preg]

I got an ask with a dark request, but since the subject matter is particularly dark, I'll put it behind a cut.

TW: Birth denial, unproductive labor, neglectful partner, implied bad ending

My dude, this ask is dark and delicious and the furthest thing from squicking me out. FUCK is it good.

I love the thought of you being in fruitless labor for days, knowing that it won't end well, but still being determined to see it through 'naturally'. The contractions are wrecking you, near-constant and brutal as they try to push out a baby that just won't fit through the small opening of your pelvis.

But they're growing more bearable, or maybe your body is growing weaker. Does it really matter? You can keep shifting and stretching and bearing down with all your might, your belly thrashing from the baby's growing distress, and pretend that everything is fine. There's nothing to worry about. Even if it won't be long until you no longer have the strength left to push.