mpreg taekook being nestmates / a/b/o poly!bangtan (as a background)
a/n: this is very self-indulging, since i couldn’t stop thinking about pupped omegas taekook.
⚠️ mpreg !
okay i have had this idea for a while now, and i’m actually surprised i have never seen a work about it before??
but what about ot7 bts poly pack, and they have been trying to have pups during both koo and tae’s heats. both omegas have their heats synchronized, however no one in the pack expected them to get pregnant that quickly, and at the exact same time.
it’s a lot to handle at first, taehyung learning about his pregnancy only two weeks after jungkook found out about his own. however, the pack is basking into the fact that both their omegas will be carrying their pups.
that thought overpowers everything, even on harder days where alphas and betas have to run from one room to the other, willing to satisfy their mates’needs.
they obviously take great care of their omegas, so very attentive to their every reaction and movements. sometimes it even becomes a little overbearing how attentive they are and how they are constantly hovering them. it might even come to a point where the omegas feel so overwhelmed they will be asking them for some alone time.
by alone time, the omegas actually mean for the both of them to be left in their nesting room. no one else but them for a little while, just so they can take some rest and some time away from their overprotective alphas and betas.
the rest of the pack always gives in pretty easily, though they always do it half-heartedly. they don’t really like for the pregnant omegas to be left on their own, but they also remind themselves that they are both perfectly strong and capable adults.
they shut down all the instincts screaming at them to keep them close and looked after. they will leave them to be for as long as they need, right after checking that they got everything they need in the nest and reminding them that if there is anything, they are never too far.
the omegas will lie there, in the comfort of their blankets, pillows and clothing piles for three, sometimes four hours. they will bask into each other’s scent, faces burrowed in necks and bodies pressed together. there are days where they just choose to sleep for three hours, others where they just lie in silence, looking into each other’s eyes, hands stroking soft skins and silky hair. sometimes they talk. it can be about the weather, the latest drama they have watched, the pack or their insecurities in this time of the pregnancy. they will laugh, pout, worry together, but most importantly, they’ll always be there to reassure the other, to calm each other down, to be whatever the other needs.
[it’s during one of their shared nesting room moments that they first talked the name of their pups.
"what you’re gonna call them?" taehyung had asked, hands stroking jungkook’s hair, fingers tangling and entangling in the soft curls.
jungkook turned to look at him, slightly surprised by the question. he wasn’t very far in his pregnancy, and for now he hadn’t really been giving much thinking into names. yes there had been times where he had thought or heard about a name and went "oh that’s cute, maybe we should call you that pup". besides those few small moments though, he had no real and solid ideas.
"don’t worry," taehyung spoke again with a soft smile when he noticed jungkook’s expression and knew right away what his mate was thinking. "i haven’t thought much about it myself. it’s just a question that came to me."
jungkook nods with a relieved smile, before shifting closer to the other omega who moves the hand in his hair down to his back.
they talk about it for a while, ideas popping up the more they discuss the names of their beloved pups. taehyung comes up with silly ideas such as calling them the exact same name or something complementary like Vanilla and Chocolate. It makes jungkook laugh so taehyung is proud no matter how unserious it sounds.
they mention names that will stick with them, some that won’t. of course, they will have that conversation several more times during the course of their pregnancy. the last time they will get to discuss it is just a week prior to jungkook giving birth to a healthy little pup. that is when they will finally set on their pups’names.
no vanilla, no chocolate, only pretty names that have been mentionned ever since they first began to talk about it.]
the hyungs will usually come and get them when there is food ready for them, or to ask if they would go on a short walk or watch a movie with all of them together. the omegas will both be up shortly afterwards because they would never say no to food or really to anything involving their packmates.
I have finally finished uni for the year, so I will hopefully be a little more active now!
I wanted to celebrate with a new story, this one is about Jimin. It’s probably one of the first stories I wrote so I hope it’s okay, it might be a bit outdated.
Jimin knew it was risky doing it in the middle of the living room. He knew that he shouldn't, but the air conditioner in his room was fried, and it was the middle of summer. He was already deprived by trying to do it in his room many times and failing because he started to get heat stroke. So now he had no other option, not to mention he was sure the members would be out of the dorm for another 2 hours at least. He did take some precautions, though, locking the door and putting a little bell he had on the handle so that he would know when someone was trying to open it. He also put a spread-out blanket on the top of the couch, so he could flick it on himself whenever needed, just in case he didn't have enough time to run to his room. He grabbed the tv remote and turned it on but muted it as one last precaution. He felt like he could never be too careful.
Honestly, he wouldn't have been so embarrassed if one of the members had walked in if he wasn't the only gay guy in the group. As much as they accepted Jimin for who he was, it still made things slightly weird. He had been accused more than once of staring at one of them, and even though there were no hard feelings, he still felt like they were judging him, not to mention all the times he was checking them out. He couldn't be blamed, they were seven attractive boys all living together, and none of them was able to date. It was hard, but Jimin managed to find his fill of love with his members. It still made it uncomfortable, not just for them, who would have to walk in on Jimin fucking himself with a dildo while he imagined it was them. It also made Jimin uncomfortable. He didn't want his secret outed, not to mention if they caught him, they might stop hanging out with him so much, and that would break his heart.
He pushed away his anxieties about getting caught and pulled out a brown box, unopened. Usually, Jimin could go a few days or even a week without using his dildo to get him off. He had the willpower, but this was a brand-new toy. He ordered it online when he read raving reviews about it. He didn't read the reviews, but it had 5 stars, so he knew it must be good. He pulled it out of the box, quickly moving to the sink and pouring hot water all over it. Just because he likes things up the butt doesn't mean he doesn't care about hygiene, especially when it comes to sticking things inside his holes. He also found with his other dildos that when he did, it made them warm, which made them feel more natural. He gave it a good clean before he skipped back to the couch, grabbing his other box and pulling out the lube he had. He opted for his non-scented one today cause god forbid, one of the members somehow managed to recognise the scent.
He placed both on the towel he had laid on the couch; for respect, nobody wants to sit on a sofa that someone had cum all over, moving to start undressing. He folded his clothes neatly and placed them on the couch's armrest, using them as a pillow. He smiled happily, excited to finally get some much-needed release. He popped open the lid of the lube and squirted a few drops on his hand. He rubbed them into his fingers and then kneeled, bending himself forward, resting on one arm while the other bent back, moving to his tight rim. He furrowed his brow as he slipped his little finger in, happy that he had decided to cut his fingernails just two days before. The small intrusion didn't hurt at all, but it worked well to ease the tightness of his ring. Jimin was amazed that he was still so tight, though he supposed he had had more than a week to close back up.
Working his way up to two fingers, Jimin slowly started to feel the relaxation washing over him. It was always his favourite feeling. Sure the pleasure he got from cumming was terrific, but the feeling of being stretched out properly, how he could fool his brain into thinking it was Yoongi's hands, or Jin's or any of the others. That they loved him and being so gentle and caring. The way his whole body felt relaxed just topped all other feelings. He moaned softly as he worked his third finger in. He had bought the dildo at a slightly more considerable girth than he was used to, so he had to stretch himself more than usual. The sting was welcomed, though, because he was positive this would be great. So many people who bought it loved it, so why wouldn't he?
Once Jimin was stretching himself, he leaned down and collected the dildo. He was slightly disappointed that it had cooled down, but it didn't matter. He would enjoy it nonetheless. He squeezed more lube onto the toy, lathering it up to make the slide easy. He wasn't one for pain. He didn't mind a bit, but he wasn't a masochist. He liked to make things easy for himself. He was looking for pleasure and found it best when he was calm and relaxed. He took a deep breath, quickly grabbed a sip of water he had put on the side table next to his head and then began.
His moan was loud as he pushed the tip of the dildo in. He took a shaky breath and pushed a little more in. He was surprised that even when he stretched himself with three fingers, it still stung a bit. This was bigger than anything he had ever taken. He breathed through the pushing he did, working the big dick into him slowly. He stopped every few seconds just to adjust to the feeling. Jimin didn't know how long he had been working the thing into him, but finally, he was finished. The item was sunk in down to the hilt. He left it again to ensure he was fully ready to start. He wriggled his hips, trying to grind on it a little to work it in and help the stretch. He felt it prod his prostate and shivered, and a low moan left his mouth.
Jimin smiled at himself and decided to turn himself around, moving to lay on his back with his legs in the air. He rested his feet on the opposite armrest that his head was at and then moved the clothes under his head to keep him in a crunch position. He leaned forward and gripped the base of the dildo, pulling on it, getting the tip to sit right at his rim and then pushed it back in again. The lewd moan left his mouth and echoed through the empty apartment, filling only Jimin's ears. He found it even better with the echo he got in the immense living room space. Once it bounced off a wall or two and made it back to him, he could almost convince himself it was someone else. "Nah..." he gasped as he sped up a little. He was lost but not enough to remember whose turn it was to fantasise about today. He had started using a mental list to decide who he would think about each time he fucked himself. Some days though, he got a bit greedy. "Yes, Hyung! Ah, Hobi." He moaned, the spare hand lifting to rub his nipples. He squeaked when his fingers punched a little making the sensitive nubs harden. "Oh, Joonie, right there." He whined.
He worked the dildo in faster, gaining speed with every few thrusts. He had to keep his breathing steady to not fall over the edge so quickly. He wanted this one round to last him. He didn't need to have 20 orgasms. He only needed one perfect high that would wash over him like the floodgates had opened, and he found the best way to do that was to make himself wait. He thought he was odd, making himself work for the orgasm, but it gave him the best pleasure. He held his breath with each thrust in and then let it out very slowly as he pulled it out. His speed was now twice what it was before, fucking into himself well. He was starting to understand why the people liked this dildo so much. It felt amazing. Just the right length and width. It had the perfect sculpted veins and ridges in it. Its tip was slightly thicker than the rest, making it massage his whole tunnel as it went through. He pushed down the next orgasm, holding it again. This time he started to grind down on the dildo that he drove into himself. An odd tingling feeling floated through his body, arousing him even more.
Jimin couldn't stop his noises now. He was being loud and knew it, but he couldn't stop. He was too lost in the fantastic feeling. He hadn't felt this good before, not by himself. A buzz was running under his skin, lighting up his nervous system as each little flicker in his body made his pleasure more intense. It was almost hypnotising. He had his eyes squeezed shut, chest heaving with each thrust. He should have been surprised he could thrust into himself so fast. How hadn't his hand cramped up like it usually did? How was his arm not aching from the repetitive movement and strain? He couldn't even hear himself anymore. He was lost. Lost in the fantastic feeling. "Oh, Hyungs!" He screamed.
Unfortunately, he hadn't heard the door to the dorm open. He had been so extra about all the precautions, yet he lost himself in the pleasure that he didn't even notice the six boys standing in the entrance, mouths dropped open as Jimin continued to fuck himself with his dildo. "Holy shit!" Hoseok said, looking at a wildly fucked out Jimin. The six boys all looked at each other, bright red tinted on their cheeks. Jimin filled their ears with yet another loud moan, and suddenly, they were palming themselves in their pants. Straight or not, the inappropriate noises coming from the small boy sent all their dicks hard in an instant.
The first person to move around to Jimin was, of course, Taehyung. Staring down at his best friend, watching him fuck himself with a dildo, just seemed to make him feel even hotter. And as if the one person was an invite to the rest, the others moved forward so that now they were looking at Jimin in front, yet the boy still hadn't noticed them. It wasn't until Yoongi reached down with his spare hand to grab Jimins, pushing the dildo into him. The small boy's eyes shot open, looking mortified for no more than a second before he glazed over again, closing his eyes and going back to moaning without hesitation. "Fuck Min, look at you take that thing," Hoseok grunted, fist clenching around his member with each thrust he saw of the dildo. There was no response from the small boy except another loud moan and a squelch as Yoongi helped him push the dildo in and out.
"Ah, yes! Joonie!" Jimin squealed. Did Yoongi feel a bit offended? Yes. But did that matter right now? No. He wanted to see the supposedly straight leader fucking their dongsaeng with a big dildo. He made no fuss in stepping out of the way when Namjoon was pushed to his place by Hoseok. Namjoon looked down at the squirming Jimin, seeing just how keen he was for more stimulation. He reached forward and immediately started to work the dildo in and out of Jimin again. "You like that, Min?" He called with a smirk on his face. The boy below him screamed in pleasure at the sudden movement again. Namjoon kept moving it in and out, just as Yoongi had before him, while he rubbed his cock. Dicks were out instantly, and all six jerked off at seeing the petite dancer being fucked by the dildo.
"I-I..." Jimin started to stutter. It was so close, but he wanted to hold it off for as long as possible. He had to. The tingling feeling seemed to intensify with each thrust, the epicentre of the feeling bubbling in his tummy. "Oh! Oh, I-I thin...think! Ah!" Jimin cried out, so close. His dick bounced against the base of his stomach, rock hard and leaking pre-cum on his abs. Jimin felt the tingling getting more and more intense. His whole body started to shake the closer he got to his release. His mind was blank. He wasn't even aware of anything that was going on. He had opened his eyes before, but he barely saw anything. His fucked out brain telling him that the members around him were just his imagination. He rolled his hips harder onto the dildo, pushing it right up into him.
"So good." Taehyung moaned as he pumped his dick along with the rhythm of Jimin's thrusting. All six were following the beat, imagining themselves in the tight hole, the warmth of their hands acting like the heat of another body. They weren't particularly all imagining it being Jimin, but just a nice tight hole to thrust into. "Go on, Min, cum for us." Namjoon smiled, thumbing the tip of his dick too. Jimin's body quivered underneath the leader's watch, feeling the last few thrusts hitting the perfect spot. "Ah!" He screamed.
Jimin arched his back, his orgasm exploding into him just as all the others cum harshly into their hands. Jimin came with a scream, and for a second, they were all content with the scene that just took place. Everyone was lost in the split second of bliss until the screaming didn't stop, and everyone's hands weren't covered in cum like they usually would be. The few who weren't near Jimin frowned, not yet paying attention to the boy to look down and see that their orgasms had primarily been dry except for the little spurt that dribbled out at the end. The ones that were around Jimin looked down at the boy to see why he was still screaming.
Jimin's eyes had shot open when he felt his orgasm hit, but not because of the pleasure. A sudden sharp pain sparked in his tummy, right where the tingling was the worst. His hands rushed to the painful spot, trying to massage it, only to find that his stomach was growing bigger?! Jimin's breath caught in his throat, and his head snapped to look at his body immediately. All the haziness from before was gone; he was in clear mind now and horrified. "What the fuck?!" Yoongi exclaimed when he, too, saw the boy's stomach starting to distend. Jimin was panting hard, freaking out completely. "What is happening to me?" Jimin cried. Pain shot through his body with each second that passed, and he couldn't keep the laboured groans in.
All the others looked down at the small boy who was quickly filling out. "Jimin, what is this?" Jin asked, already having tucked his dick away. He was proper and polite, not to mention a bit reserved. Jin had finished. He didn't need others looking at his dick. Jimin's mind raced as he continued to feel his moderate swell, splitting his fingers apart as the skin grew under them. "I-I don't know!" Jimin cried. "H-help me, please." He begged, not taking his eyes off his middle once. No one knew what to do. Everyone had stood back away from the boy as they saw him start to grow. Jimin felt a weird gushing in him, filling his abdomen and assumed it must be the dildo. "Please take it out!" He begged.
Nobody moved for a moment, unsure what to do until he cried out again in pain. Taehyung rushed behind Jimin, lifting his top slightly so he could rest his best friend on him. They wrapped Jimin in a warm embrace, trying to comfort him while the others worked on his below. "Please, hurry." Jimin's voice was urgent and filled with fear and pain. He was horrified at how much he had grown in just a few minutes. It hurt too. He felt his muscles being pulled apart, his skin stretching. In the new position, Jimin could see his swelling belly, but also just past that. With his legs up like they were, he looked like a pregnant mother in a labouring position. He watched as the five other members fumbled over each other, not yet acting as if they were too scared. Jimin felt another twitch from deep inside him as something hard seemed to be moving. "Get it out now!" Jimin screamed, suddenly making everyone flinch.
Yoongi shoved Namjoon out of the way, leaning down to grab onto the base of the dildo sticking out of Jimin's ass. He meant to rip it right out of Jimin, but the minute he touched it, it heated up, burning his hand. "Ouch!" He yelped and jumped back. "What?" Jimin asked as he tried to look over his ever-growing middle. "It's hot." Yoongi gasped, shaking his hand. Jimin felt something hard in his stomach, almost a weird sense of movement. "There's something in me!" He screeched, freaking everyone out. "What?" They all yelled. "Get it out!" He cried, but Yoongi knew it was no good. Jimin's belly rapidly grew, beginning to tower over his body as he just cried and moaned. Looking at the giant orb, Jin could swear he did see something moving in it. "Make it stop!" Jimin wailed.
It was only a few more seconds before the growing stopped, leaving him with a giant belly, looking to be carrying triplets. He let out a wail as he felt the dildo start to push itself out of him. He couldn't see over his middle, but the others standing by his lower half could see the thing slowly moving out of him. "What is it doing?" Jungkook asked, looking at the thing with wide eyes. It rolled down inch by inch in Jimin, feeling like it was scraping his walls. Jimin continued to whine at the feeling of slowly being forced back out of him. "What is it doing?" Hoseok repeated Maknae's question, but still, no one had an explanation for it. Taehyung continued to pat Jimin's damp hair as he whined and panted until it fell out eventually and landed on the couch. The older boys looked at the odd-looking dildo, and then right before their eyes, it seemed to vanish.
Jimin let out a sob of relief once it was out, but it was short-lived because nothing could go Jimin's way today. The second it left him, a sharp pain pierced his middle, making the small boy scream louder. Everyone looked up to Jimin just in time to see a gush of liquid exit his body from his stretched hole. "What now?" Hoseok asked, looking down at Jimin, but he was in no position to reply. The sharp pain squeezed his insides hard, making his whole body tense. "No way!" Namjoon gasped nervously. "It's coming out!" Jimin screamed, holding his big belly. The others all looked at him, eyes so wide they might drop out of their heads. "What?" Jungkook paled. "He's in labour," Namjoon answered. Jimin contracted again, squeezing his eyes shut and crying hard.
His sobs filled the room, breaths shallow and ragged. His chest felt like it was on fire with all his emotions. Panic set deep in his body as he felt more pain clench the muscles in his stomach. Jimin didn't know when, but at some point, his ears started to block out the sound of everyone. All he could focus on was the pain he was feeling and trying to figure out what was happening. "Jimin!" Someone yelled, finally pulling him back to reality. "You need to control your breathing," Jin said, crouched down near him. Jimin looked at the eldest with wide eyes. He wasn't sure if he could control his breathing. Everything seemed so out of his control that he couldn't do anything. Another scream left his mouth, and he felt a strong urge to push this time. His body forced him to bare down and push hard, feeling like he was having a big shit.
"Are you pushing?" Yoongi asked, looking at the boy's strained face. Jimin continued for another few seconds and then let out a big shaky breath. "You're ready already?" Hoseok gasped, looking at Jimin. The small boy whimpered with a nod, trying to catch his breath before the next contraction. Jimin wailed again at the tightness in his belly. He pushed hard again, his whole body telling him to. "Shit, ok. We need to prepare for this." Namjoon said, panicking. "How can he be pushing already?" Taehyung asked, looking up. "How can he be pregnant at all, Tae? This isn't a normal situation." Namjoon rolled his eyes. Jimin finally got a reprieve from pushing again and hung his head back on his shoulders.
Jin looked at the pregnant boy, watching Jimin struggle to breathe after the second push round. "You're doing so good, Jimin." He said encouragingly. Jimin looked at Jin with a terrified face. "Hyung..." He whimpered. Jin shook his head, telling him not to talk. "Save your energy." Jimin's face scrunched up again as the next one came, and he had to push. He let out a loud cry that time, feeling something shift in him. "We need to help him," Jin called to the others. Immediately Hoseok grabbed the other hand that Jin wasn't holding, helping to calm him. "I don't want to do this." Jimin cried, looking at his friends. They all looked at him with sympathy. "We know, Jimin, but you have to." Hoseok smiled, trying to comfort him. "H-how has this even happened?" Jimin gasped as he felt the next contraction. He bore down hard again, feeling his insides start to open up. "A-am I being punished?" He asked with a loud sob after he finished the next push. "No way, Minnie." Everyone reassured him. "This isn't because of you. Something must have happened with that dildo." Jimin wanted to respond to the eldest rapper, but the next contraction came again.
God, he was surprised that they were so close together. He felt like he couldn't catch his breath. "Get it out!" He screamed as he pushed hard, the top of the thing in him sitting just at his entrance. "It looks like a human head so far." Namjoon described. The leader rushed to the linen cupboard and grabbed a towel for the tiny child. The contraction ended again, and Jimin gasped for air. "I can't!" He cried. "I can't do it." Taehyung shook his head, leaning forward to pull Jimin into a hug. "You can, Minnie. You have to push this baby out." They tried to motivate him, looking to the others so they could. "You're doing well, Jimin. Just a little more, and the baby will be born." Yoongi added.
Namjoon returned with two towels and laid one down under Jimin to soak up the blood he knew was pouring out of him. The towel Jimin had been lying on was already wet with amniotic fluid. The other towel he gave to Jungkook and asked him to stay close to help with the baby. The next contraction hurt much more than the others, and Jimin screamed. His whole body seemed to be pushing without his help, wanting nothing more than to expel the creature in him. "So good, Minnie, the baby is crowning." Namjoon smiled. Jimin fell back against Taehyung once he finished, seeming to be his routine.
Jimin was so engrossed in his birthing for the whole time he was pushing, trying his very hardest to get the baby out, but in the small moments, he found his mind wandering back to the bigger picture. He wept, rolling his head on his shoulders as he tried to breathe through the pain that lingered even after the contraction finished. However, with each contraction, the downtime was getting shorter and shorter. Jimin couldn't see over his gigantic belly, but he could feel his hole stretched beyond belief as the baby's head sat half in, half out.
"One more push, and the baby's head is out," Yoongi told him, looking down at his hole. Jin raised a hand and brushed the sweat-stuck hair back. "You're doing so good, Jimin. Just a little more." He cheered, giving the small boy a bright smile, hoping it would make him feel better. The next contraction came, which was the most painful Jimin had supposed. His hole felt like it was on fire and he swore he felt his skin rip, but he felt such relief when Namjoon told him the head was out. "P-please..." Jimin whispered, not feeling the energy to talk any louder. "Please, what, Min?" Hoseok asked, pulling his hand closer. "I want it to stop." Jimin sniffled, a slight hiccup cutting his words up. "It will be over soon. Just push the shoulders out, and then you're done," Namjoon said, hiding behind the bump of Jimin's belly. "Two pushes, and it will be done." Yoongi smiled.
Jimin gave him a shaky nod and then pushed hard again, finding a new motivation. He bore down hard, nearly feeling his ears pop with the pressure he was feeling throughout his body. "Yes, Min, just like that." Jimin felt the shoulders move; once again, the burn was tremendous as he was stretched wider than the head. He screamed in pain, holding Jin and Hoseok's hands tightly. Taehyung petted his head and hugged him softly, encouraging him, while Yoongi and Jungkook helped Namjoon below. "Kook, get the towel ready. It's nearly done," Namjoon called. Yoongi got up and rushed into the kitchen to get some scissors and a few clips they kept for bags to seal off the umbilical cord.
Jimin wailed with one last push, the baby sliding out of his body. He sobbed a little harder, thankful that it was over, laying his head back onto Taehyung while he kissed all over his face. "You did it, baby." He smiled. Hoseok and Jin patted him all over and told him little praises. Jimin smiled, happy that the whole predicament was finally over. He gave in to the hugs, kisses and compliments, feeling so much love, even though humiliation burned underneath it.
Namjoon grabbed the baby and quickly moved it to the towel Jungkook was holding, ready for Yoongi to step in when they realised that the baby had no umbilical cord. The three boys stayed silent for a moment, looking at the little thing in Jungkook's hands. "Do you think it came off inside him?" Yoongi asked, looking down at Jimin. Namjoon shrugged, unsure of what to think. Jungkook wiped the baby's face clean, getting a good look at it when they noticed something. "Ahh, guys?" He called, and everyone stopped to look at him. "What?" Jin asked. Jungkook's wide eyes looked up from the baby to Jimin and then just past him. "I-it looks like Taehyung," Jungkook said, unbelievably. The two 95's looked at the youngest with stunned expressions. "What?" Tae asked. "How is that possible?" Everyone knew that he wasn't looking for an answer because there was no explanation for anything happening right now.
Jimin would have been completely freaked out that the baby he had just given birth to looked like his best friend if it wasn't for the pain that continued to push his insides. He had a short break once the first baby was born, but a sharp pain took the peace away. He closed his eyes and squeezed Jin and Hoseok's hands, pushing again. A loud wail brought the others back to him. "What is it?" Taehyung asked as he looked down. "No, no, no, no, no." Jimin chanted in fear as his body pushed against another hard thing. He looked at the others helplessly, pleading with his eyes for them to help him. "What is going on?" Taehyung yelled when no one answered. "There's another baby." Namjoon frowned after instructing Jungkook to get another towel. Jimin huffed and puffed through the contraction, falling back when it finished. "I don't want another." Jimin wailed. "I can't do it anymore." He begged them to make it stop, but no one knew what to do for him.
"I know this is hard for you, Min, but you can't stop now. You have to get this baby out of your body." Namjoon said softly, trying to encourage Jimin. "This isn't fair!" Jimin screeched. "We know it's not fair, Minnie, but it has to be done. We can figure all this out once the baby is out." Jin moved his spare hand to wipe the tears on Jimin's cheeks. Jimin turned to look at the eldest, making his heart wrench by his expression. Jimin opened his mouth to speak, but the next contraction hit, and he let out a cry of pain instead. "Push through it," Yoongi yelled. "I want it out of me!" Jimin screamed, pushing hard.
Jungkook returned with another two towels just in case he saw the baby's head poke out faster than last time. "Good job, Jimin. The baby's head is out." Namjoon announced. The boy fell back against Tae, who resumed kissing his face. "It's not me." Jimin whimpered through his breaths. Taehyung stopped to listen to the boy. "These babies are forcing their way out." He huffed. "But you're pushing them so well." Tae smiled, but Jimin only shook his head. "I can barely push anymore." Jimin looked up at Taehyung behind him, his eyes filled with fear. "They are coming out by themselves as the dildo did." Taehyung frowned, wondering what this meant, but again, nothing lasted as Jimin resumed crying through another contraction.
The second baby exited Jimin on the next push, sending relief through him and all the others. "His belly hasn't gone down?" Jungkook observed, looking at the giant orb that was Jimin's middle. Everyone looked at it, seeing the bright red skin still stretched tight. "You don't think there's more?!" Jimin asked, but he answered his question with another, much faster, contraction. "No!" He screamed, pushing hard again. "No more, no more." He repeated. His hands let go of Jin and Hoseok's, and he started to sit up, thinking that maybe he could just walk away. "Stop, Jimin," Jin warned, reaching back up to grab his hand and pull him back down. "I can't! I don't want any more." He wailed. "I want them out of me!" The boys held him tighter, trying to comfort him. "Just a little more, and it will hopefully be done. You're being so strong, Jimin." Hoseok praised, but the boy didn't care.
Namjoon had moved the second baby to Jungkook, who looked down at it like the first one. "Shit! This one looks like Jin Hyung." Jungkook said, looking up to the eldest. Jin froze for a moment wanting to go see for himself, but Jimin needed his help more. "S-so, we are all gonna have a baby that looks like us?" Hoseok asked. Nobody could answer until Jungkook gasped. "The cum!" He said, grabbing everyone's attention. "Cum?" Namjoon questioned, kneeling back down to Jimin's height. "We all came, right? Seeing Jimin Hyung fuck himself with the dildo. When we came, our cum disappeared. What if, by some magic, it went into Jimin, and that's why the babies look like us?" It sounded ridiculous to all of them, even Jungkook, but nothing that had happened so far had been logical.
"It actually would explain a few things." Hoseok shrugged, looking up at Namjoon. The leader frowned, unsure what to think of it, but thankfully he didn't have to ponder as long as Jimin was screeching again, yelling at them to get the babies out, and he no longer needed to answer the question. "Oh god!" Jimin gasped as he felt the baby start to crown. "It's ok. Breathe through it," Namjoon said, stroking Jimin's thigh as the baby pressed hard against his rim. The contraction stopped just as the baby's head spread Jimin open, making it halt. He whimpered at the pain, feeling like he was tearing up again. "I-I think I'm gonna pass out." He said softly, his eyes slowly closing. His mind was fuzzy, and his eyes couldn't focus on anyone.
Jin raised a hand to Jimin's face holding it tight. "Hey, Min we need you to stay awake." He said, tapping on the small boy's cheek. Jimin lazily turned his head to the eldest, but his eyes weren't open. His head rolled around for a moment until the boy fell limp. "Shit, Jimin!" Yoongi called, trying to wake him up too. "He needs to push the baby out." Namjoon panicked, unsure of what to do. "Please wake up," Taehyung begged the small boy, worried for his best friend. Another contraction crushed Jimin's body, tightening his muscles and the baby pushed out more. Namjoon watched in amazement as the baby's head finally pushed out. "H-how is that possible? He's pushing while unconscious?" Namjoon asked, looking up at the others. Taehyung shook his head, recalling what Jimin had said earlier. "No, no, he said. He didn't even need to push anymore. His body was doing it for him as the dildo did before." Everyone looked at each other now understanding.
"This baby seems to be coming out easier," Namjoon said as the next contraction pushed the baby out completely. He picked it up and saw a little Jungkook looking at him. "This one must be yours," Namjoon said, handing it to the youngest. Jungkook felt nervous grabbing the baby this time. He held it more softly, being extra careful, and when he looked down, he felt like he was looking at baby him. It was almost uncanny. The Maknae was only drawn away when Namjoon told him another was coming, and he had rerun out of towels. He put the baby next to the others on the floor, away from everyone and rushed for more towels, grabbing several more now as he didn't know how many they would need.
"He looks like he's still in pain," Taehyung said with a frown, looking at the scrunched-up face Jimin was pulling. "Well, you push several babies out your ass and see how you feel?" Yoongi quipped at the younger's stupid thought but earned a smack from the leader. "How is this even possible? Where are the babies coming from in him? He has no womb." Hoseok asked. "None of the babies have umbilical cords. I think that whatever did this simply inserted the babies in him, and now he's pushing them out." Namjoon explained as he started to help birth the next baby.
Jimin's body constricted and squeezed again. Namjoon was surprised that these babies were pretty much one after the other. No rest in between. The next one looked like Hoseok, landing right in Namjoon's arms. "So he only has two more?" Yoongi asked. Namjoon nodded, moving back to the boy's hole. "He will be ok, right?" Taehyung asked, brushing the hair out of Jimin's face again. "I don't know. This would have ruined his hole." Jin sighed. "His skin is covered in stretch marks." The eldest moved his hand to the boy's tummy, which still wasn't any smaller, though no one mentioned it. "His body won't be the same."
Taehyung frowned, looking down at the small boy, feeling bad for him. They all knew that Jimin hadn't wanted this. He must have been tricked or something. He was too naive sometimes. "Wow," Namjoon said, holding up the next baby. "It's weird to look at yourself." He mumbled. This baby was slightly bigger than the others. Going to grow into a tall boy, just like the leader. "So, just Yoongi is next?" Jungkook said, placing the baby Namjoon with the others.
A soft groan was heard from Jimin as he started to move his fingers. His eyes moved under his lids for a moment until they fluttered open. He seemed a bit dazed and unsure of what was happening. The boy almost wished he could have stayed asleep because it would have been easier for him. "W-what- ah." He gasped, not even getting out the whole question. "This is the last one, Min. You did so well." Namjoon said. Jimin was almost pulled back into his hysterics, finally returning to the situation. "Hey, just relax. You don't even have to push. Just focus on Jin, Hobi and Tae." Yoongi said, rubbing his leg. Jimin whimpered but nodded. Looking to the others around him.
Jimin felt the next contraction and couldn't stop the urge to push. He felt like he had to help get it out. He squeezed Jin and Hoseok's hands again, trying his hardest. "Ok, it's nearly there," Namjoon said, holding the head of little Yoongi until the next contraction and Jimin could push him out all the way. "You've done so well Jimin. You don't know how proud of you we are." Jin smiled. Jimin held his breath and bore down, pushing the shoulders out finally.
"Done!" Namjoon announced, picking up the tiny baby and giving it to Jungkook. Jimin knew, though. He knew this wasn't it because he still felt something inside him. He tried this time to be quiet. He didn't want to make any more panic, but his mind was freaking out. What if he was to continue to give birth forever now? When would this end? "J-Joonie," Jimin whined. Namjoon turned to him with a furrowed brow. Jimin squeezed tightly and pushed, making it quick. "Another?!" Everyone yelled. Namjoon moved to the boy's legs, but by that time, Jimin had finished. The last babysat between his legs, looking up at the leader.
Namjoon sighed in relief when he saw it. He chuckled and picked it up. "Of course. How silly of me." He said with a smile. "You came to Minnie." He said, turning to the baby that looked just like the boy. Jimin cooed, seeing his little face. "You did it, Min. You gave birth to seven babies." Taehyung said, amazed. Jimin sighed in relief. For the first time in what felt like hours, he had nothing pushing at his insides. His stomach was still the same size as before he gave birth, but it was empty, and he felt much lighter.
The seven babies were lined up on the floor by Jungkook. He whipped his phone out and took a picture, amazed by all the little creatures. "What do we do with them now?" Yoongi asked. As if on command, the seven babies vanished, just like the dildo. A gasp was heard from the Maknae, and he looked up. "What is it?" Jin asked. "They're gone." He said. Everyone looked down at the seven empty towels lying on the floor. "Well, I suppose we couldn't take care of them now, could we?" Hoseok sighed. It remained quiet for a while, everyone thinking about everything that had just happened.
Jimin gasped. The sound of water rushing filled his ears again, but suddenly, his tummy started to deflate. His hands sunk with each second, and he groaned, feeling his muscles move back into place. It shrunk just as quickly as it swelled, and after minutes Jimin's stomach was back to being as flat as it was before everything happened. He contorted his lithe body, thankful he was back to normal, and looked at his tummy, inspecting for even a single stretch mark.
"It's back to normal." He said, a slight tone of hope in his voice. He briefly wondered if this was a dream, or maybe someone or something taunting him more, letting him go back to normal, just to have it done again.
All the boys around Jimin smiled, happy to see their friend return to his old self. Jimin quickly shot up off the couch, so glad he could move again, not being pinned to the sofa by a giant belly. He ran his hands all over his bare tummy, inspecting still. "Thank god that's over." Yoongi sighed, flopping down in the armchair off to the side. Everyone mumbled in agreement, nodding their heads.
Jimin looked up at them with a straight face. His thoughts about how they had all just seen him so exposed and vulnerable. "Let's forget this ever happened." He said quickly in the silence left by everyone. The boys all looked at him with confused eyes. "What?" Tae asked. "I want you all to erase this from your memory. Nothing happened today." Jimin urged. "We will never speak about it again, and we don't need to tell anyone."
The six boys all gave each other a look, discussing it mentally, and after a moment, they turned back to the small boy. "Ok, Jimin, if that's what you want," Namjoon said, giving him a soft smile. Jimin felt the sting of humiliation still in his chest, but he nodded. "It's what I want. Don't talk about it. I..." he looked at each of them. "I-I'm going to my room now." He said very quickly and almost ran away, forgetting everything on the couch and his clothes.
The six sighed and leaned back. If Jimin wanted them to forget, they would. They would let everything go back to normal and continue living like they had never seen anything, but when they needed a little something, each and every one of them would remember. Only when they couldn't get off to whatever they had seen so many times before Jimin's beautiful face would pop up.
And it wasn't long until one of them gave in to temptation, logging onto Jimin's computer and going through the history, searching for the website. Unsure how Jimin had stumbled upon it, he read the descriptions and decided the next time they all wanted to get off, they might get Jimin to use a different dildo...
