A poor sub going into labor with a baby much too large for their little frame in the back corner of a dead silent library, trying to muffle their noises as the baby comes barreling through their cervix and into their birth canal.
Maybe their dom left to go get food or just dropped them off, but whatever the case, they're on their own trying to give birth in the corner of a library until they come back for them.
Only for the librarian to pick up on the noise and be pissed someone is breaking the rules and being noisy in THEIR library! So they storm over there right as the baby is crowning in the poor subs pants, stretching their entrance out so much that their skin has gone pale and translucent, only for the librarian to grab the skull of it and begin shoving it back inside the sub.
The sub goes to scream but is quickly met with a hand to their mouth, "Shut up-" The librarian would hiss, "You're already being a nuisance."
As soon as the baby is back inside their battered canal, they're dragging the sub to their feet and into a back room, tugging off their pants and underwear and stuffing the birth fluid soaked underwear in the subs pants. "Now maybe you'll be a little quieter. Stop being such an inconvenience."
Maybe even the librarian ties the sub up so they can't move, then leaves them to give birth alone, unable to change position or do anything other than push and push until their dom gets there and rescues them.
Ooooor maybe they don't. Maybe they'll enjoy the show of you suffering and continue the cycle <3
🫃/🍼/1️⃣/🛒/🖐️-🛑-🏳️- (optional:🔌)/🧍-🧎/🐢-⌛/🧠-💦 (saw you wanted one of these sent, feel free to customize and change around emojis as you desire! I'm mainly envisioning a trans man in this scenario, but again feel free to adjust to what you'd like!)
Oh anon your mind… I did change a few things as I was struggling with some of the stuff you suggested + I really don't vibe with public births. They're okay but they just don't do it for me!! Thank you so much for the suggestion though!
ALSO!! I apologize if this isn't the best, I haven't written long form in so long that I'm very rusty!! I got really carried away with this one I'm ngl, but I had a lot of fun!! I'd love to write more, please send me more ideas!! I'll even take ideas outside of that post!
Grace and Damien are t4t btw if anyone is confused. Hehe <3 NOW ENJOY!!
Word count: 2k words //
Damien gasped as another contraction hit him, his hand clutching his tight, gravid stomach. He was so damn heavy- he should've had this baby a few weeks ago, but Grace had insisted on him not going and getting induced. They had wanted a home birth anyways, that would've interfered with that plan! He could handle it, he was a big, strong man, no? Surely he could handle pushing out a well overdue baby? Thats what Grace said anyways- Damien wasn't so sure.
Speaking of Grace, Damien glanced up when he heard the door to their bedroom open. "God, you look so good like this, baby." She murmured, her cock very obviously rock hard in her pants as she stepped closer to him, her hands landing on his wide hips. "So round- I just wanna keep you like this for as long as I can." She giggled, not caring for the way Damien moaned wearily at the idea.
"Let me check how far along you are, hon." Grace hummed as she sank to her knees, tapping his knee so he'd spread his legs. Damien whimpered as he felt her stick three fingers inside him — He'd long ago forsaken clothing, having deemed them far too hot and sticking to his skin.
"I think its go time, love."
His eyes widened at that, what?! No- nononono, he wasn't ready. He needed a few more hours at least to mentally prepare. "No! I'm not ready, please-" He whined, watching as Grace raised an eyebrow at him. "You can handle this." She huffed, rising to her feet, "No! Please- don't make me push-" "You need to, baby. As soon as you feel the urge, start pushing."
When the contraction that finally pulled that urge to the front hit, Damien refused, clinging to the dresser and crossing his legs. He wasn't- He couldn't! He wasn't ready to deal with even more pain and suffering! He cried loudly as the pressure increased drastically, the baby finally in position to be welcomed into the world.
Grace watched, offering little support as he denied himself the instinct. "You're just making this more difficult, you know." She huffed, watching silently as his belly contracted painfully, forcing the baby downwards whether he liked it or not. Pain flared through his middle section as the baby started its descent.
It was slow- painstakingly so. He felt every miserable centimeter as the baby made its way through his cervix into his birth canal, his refusal to push only making everything so much harder. Grace just watched, her arms crossed as she was clearly not amused with this little show that Damien was putting on. She wasn't going to indulge in his charades.
She walked behind him, opening up a drawer in their nightstand and rummaging through it for a few seconds. Damien couldn't see it, but she pulled out a rather large dildo, setting it on the bed where he wouldn't be able to see unless he turned. She returned to his front, glaring at him.
"I've had enough of this little charade of yours, Damien." She scoffed, "You don't want to have this baby so badly?" She raised an eyebrow, "Then you won't. Not until I say you can. Spread your legs. Now." Grace demanded. It took Damien a few seconds, his hesitation evident before he finally spread them.
A loud gasp left him as the change in position allowed the baby to shift further down, his entrance just beginning to bulge with its head. "I want you to push until this baby comes to a crown, and then you're going to stop. Got it?" She instructed, "And I don't want to see any hesitation from you or hear any talking back."
Damien whimpered, but nodded. When the next contraction hit, he finally gave into the urge, pulling a loud scream from him as it allowed the baby to descend much faster. His entrance bulged painfully around the large head, slowly letting the babe emerge further and further. "FUCK-!" He cried, his legs beginning to tremble as he pushed.
While he was doing this, Grace began setting up the area, suctioning the dildo to the floor while Damien labored in front of her. As soon as she could see the head pull into a proper crown, she snapped, "Stop! Now!"
Damien sobbed as he stopped, the contraction still wrecking his body despite him stopping the effort to let the baby out of him. He watched as Grace rose to her feet, barely having time to notice the dildo on the floor.
Suddenly, Grace did a complete 180, a false smile appearing on her face as she spoke in a sweet tone, "That must've been awful for you, sweetheart. Having to push despite not wanting to." She practically purred, her hands tracing his hardened belly. "I have a solution for that though."
Her hand slid between his thighs, landing on the crowning babies head. Damien didn't register what she was doing until he felt the baby begin to be forced back inside of him, illiciting a loud scream from his throat. "NONONO WHAT ARE YOU DOING-!?" "Doing what you asked, love. This is your punishment. Now you're going to have to do this all over again, but not until I say."
Damien howled in agony as he felt the baby be forced back into his womb, pain flaring through him at how wrong it felt. He'd just been through all of that- no! "Now, kneel." She spat, not letting him have a second to recuperate from the agonizing pain that filled him.
Grace, fed up with his hesitation, grabbed him by the arm and dragged him to his knees, pulling yet another sharp cry from Damien. She hovered him over the dildo, before forcing his hips downwards, spearing him onto the toy with a scream that pained her ears.
"GRACE PLEASE NO- PLEASE GET ME OFF, THIS HURTS-" He sobbed loudly, his arms clinging to her as his belly contracted painfully. The toy was big- it filled his already stretched canal to the brim, and pressed right up against his cervix, not letting anything out. He could feel the baby trying to push out once more, but was blocked, making him whimper loudly.
"You wanted this. Now reap what you sow. We can try again in a few hours." HOURS?! Damien didn't have much of a chance to register what was happening or even protest before handcuffs were placed on his wrists behind his back, and a dildo gag forced in his mouth, causing him to choke for a few seconds. "Have fun!"
With that, Grace left the room, shutting and locking the door behind her. She knew Damien wouldn't be able to get up off the floor, especially with his hands tied. The gag was to make sure she wouldn't be bothered by his screaming.
When she returned a few hours later, Damien was a shell of himself. His belly was visibly contracting, though only pained whines emerged from his lips. Dried tears stained his cheeks as he stared off distantly. Pain had become his entire existence at this point- he just wanted this fucking baby out of him!
"Are you ready to behave yourself, baby?" She hummed, making him flick his head up. It took a minute for him to process what she said, before he vigorously nodded, panting harshly as another contraction went through him. Grace smiled, walking over to pull the gag out of his mouth.
"Yes! Yes I'm ready, pleasepleaseplease let me give birth, I'm sorry! It hurts so bad-" He pled, fresh tears rolling down his cheeks as his birth canal contracted painfully around the intrusion still inside of him. "Good boy. Now lets get you off this dildo, yeah?" She hummed, unlocking the handcuffs and helping him to his feet, leaving the dildo that was now covered in birthing fluids on the floor for right then.
She guided him over to the bed to let him properly sit down- though it felt like the second she lifted him off of it, everything progressed rapidly. The baby began making its descent once more, pulling loud whines out of Damien.
"Now, PUSH." She glared. Damien didn't waste a second before he began pushing, screams he didn't know he could make leaving him as the baby barrelled through him.
"Being so good for me now." Grace purred, her hands resting on his thighs as she watched closely. Damien just whined, quickly turning into a loud yell as the baby came to a bulge at his entrance again. "FUCKFUCKFUCK- Get this baby OUT OF MEEEE-" He cried out, his legs spreading wider as he tried to help it get to a full crown again.
However, it seemed he'd missed his window of opportunity. The baby was moving much slower than before, seeming to inch along at a snails pace. Damien let out a loud, defeated huff as he pushed, though seemed to make little progress. Grace watched for a few minutes, wanting to see if he could get things rolling, though it seemed she'd have to intervene once more.
She reached into the nightstand again, pulling out a vibrator. "I'm gonna help you, sweet boy. You're finally behaving, so you deserve a reward." With that, she turned it on high, pressing it directly to his swollen t-dick.
Damien's eyes widened as he cried out, his body unsure what to process. Both pain and pleasure coursed through him as his back arched, his head throwing itself back. He didn't know whether he wanted to lean into it or pull away- but it was overwhelming all the same. He hated the most though how it actually helped with the pain, making it more bearable as he began to push again.
"Is that better?" She cooed, smiling as he nodded rapidly, barely able to speak now. "Good."
Damien panted as the baby finally came to a full crown, his entrance beginning to burn painfully from the stretch. "Oh fuck-!" He whined, though he wasn't focusing on the pain anymore. No- the pleasure from the vibrator, which had now been upped a level, began to overtake any thought he had. He could feel his climax rising, making him whimper as he felt his abdomen tightening further and further.
"Grace-!" "You can cum. Cum hard- Cum out this baby for us, Damien." She cooed, watching as he finally let go, squirting all down her front as the baby's head popped out. "HOLY FUCK!" He screamed. "Good boy! Look at you!" She grinned happily, watching as his climax lasted for a while. She didn't mind how soaked her front was as he continued to squirt everywhere.
When he was finally done, he collapsed against the bed, loud whines from overstimulation settling in. "You've got this- push out the rest of this baby, hon." Grace patted his leg, trying to give him a sense of encouragement- opposite of what she'd done before. Damien groaned, but obliged, even though his body felt like it was made of jello.
It didn't take much more before the rest of the body slid out of him, making him groan in relief as he was finally empty. "H-holy-" He murmured, his legs shaking as he laid there, Grace holding their infant. "You did so good." She smiled, "You'll do even better next time."
Damien didn't register what she said for a few moments, before his eyes shot open.
Wow, that was fantastic. Thank you so much for answering my ask, even if it was a bit of a struggle :,). You wrote Damien so beautifully as well! I love how scared and hesitant he was to have this baby, even going so far as to deny himself relief from the already daunting pain, and making it 10x worse for himself instead XD. And Grace…WOW. A real sadist <3. Her punishment being exactly what he wanted? Because of course, how could she refuse him! And the way she helps him through the birth again, praising and encouraging him because he's FINALLY behaving???? Especially when she pulls the vibe out to speed it along…Dear author, this is a masterpiece. I think I'd love to see what 'next time' looks like!!
(and if you'd like another suggestion; 🫃/🍼/2️⃣/🏠/ 💊+🖐️/any position, complication, and bonus you think fits!)
if its alright with you, I'll start signing my asks with an emoji :D
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What was ordered: Trans ftm + human twins, home birth, medication + forcing the baby back in
Added bonuses: prolonged + overdue, macro
I'm so glad you enjoyed it!!! I had a lot of fun writing it :D I think Damien is gonna become a reoccuring character for my trans protag fics!
And you absolutely can start signing your asks with an emoji!! I'm totally cool with that! I am giggling at calling you mpreg anon tho LOL!!
This was absolutely not proofread and took me a while to write because life got insane and my family couldn't stay out of the hospital!! So I'm sorry this took so long and if anything is weird!
I also had an idea and ran with it.. I apologize if this is not anyones cup of tea but its mine <3
Word Count: 2.3k //
A contraction rippled through Damiens body, forcing a sharp cry out of him as he clutched his gravid stomach. He was home alone, of course he was, Grace having left an hour ago to go to the grocery store. It had been odd- she'd decided to go immediately when she saw he was starting to feel contractions, the throes of labor imminent.
Now, he was being forced to push out their incredibly large children- he was overdue by almost a month now, having been carrying them almost 45 weeks at that point. The babies were huge, and sat low and heavy in his stomach, making him shudder as he waddled around the house, trying to speed things along a little.
The second he felt the urge to push, he did. Grace wasn't there to instruct him, so he just followed his own instincts, baring down with all his strength despite the pain that flared through his cervix and abdomen. Birth fluids dripped down his thighs as he clung to the kitchen table, leaving a wet trail throughout their house as he slowly hobbled back to their bedroom.
"Holy fuck, you two are huge-" He groaned. The head felt like a damn bowling ball trying to force its way out of his cervix, stretching him to the very brink. "FUCK!"
He squatted down in the hallway, feeling the first baby begin to enter his birth canal as he pushed down. He hoped he wouldn't have to do this entirely alone- Grace would kill him if he did. And part of him hated being alone for this, wanting the support of his partner there with him through all of it, even if she was rather cruel. He still wanted her there.
When the contraction was over, he took a moment to gather himself, before stumbling into their room, sitting himself down on the chair as he tried to take deep, soothing breaths. He'd read trying to breathe through the pain helped, but it wasn't exactly effective if there were two children squishing his lungs and making it impossible to do so. And he knew it was only going to get worse.
And worse it did, as the baby finally pressed against his cunt, making it bulge out painfully and turning his labia a bright shade of red, hot and angry. He already felt so raw and he knew he'd have to do this again- and the second time would be even harder, as he knew the baby wasn't in a great position.
He'd barely gotten the head to peek out when he suddenly heard the front door slam shut. "Damien?!" Grace yelled, making him slip up and cry out as the baby started properly crowning. "I-in the bedrooOOOM FUCK!" He screamed, throwing his head back as the burn began to set in.
Grace walked in with a sketchy looking bag, some sort of medication inside as she set it on the bed. "Have you been giving birth without me, Damien?" She huffed, stopping to check before gasping in horror. "You're fucking crowning, you damn brat!" She spat, "Stop pushing, NOW!"
Damien whimpered at her words, but he stopped pushing, making him cry out as the baby slipped back inside just a little. He heaved for air as he heard Grace rustling with the bag, then tearing something open. "I had a feeling you'd be a damn brat, so I got a few things." She muttered, snapping on a pair of gloves as she kneeled between his legs, not letting him see the items she had just yet, though he swore he saw a tube of something.
Her hand rested on the baby's large head, "Damn, I put some big ones in you. Unfortunately for you, you don't get to birth. Not yet." She huffed, before beginning to push on the head, pulling a pained scream out of Damien as she did so. His back arched, loud shrieks and cries leaving him as he began to beg, "FUCKNONONONO GRACE STOP, GRACE I'M SORRY, PLEASE I WAS SO CLOSE-"
"Oh shut up. You earned this when you decided to give birth without asking permission." She spat, her words showcasing her anger at him as she harshly shoved the baby back up and into his spasming womb, making him sob as he felt her whole arm fill him. She held it there for a few seconds until the contraction wore off, and then she tugged it out, making him whimper painfully. His whole belly spasmed and contorted painfully due to the sudden intrusion she'd forced back inside.
He heard the click of something opening, making him look down to see her squeezing some sort of cream onto her gloved hand. "First of all- take this." She handed him a container with a pill in it, "W-what is it-" He asked hesitantly as he opened the container, struggling for a few seconds with the lid.
"Its a labor suppressant. I was trying to put this off, but someone decided to be a fucking brat." She huffed, "Now take it."
Damien gulped, his hesitancy evident before he swallowed the pill, whining as it went down. While he was distracted with that, he felt her begin to lather his entrance in whatever that cream was, before her fist shoved itself back inside, pulling a loud cry out of him as she coated his spasming, raw insides with whatever it was. She was thorough with his cervix, making sure it was coated in the stuff.
"W-what are you doing?!" He sobbed, panting harshly as he clenched around her. "This should only take a minute or so to set in." She hummed, ignoring his question as she began to tug her fist back and out of him, smearing more of it on his cunt before tugging her gloves off, swapping them out. "It's a tightening cream. You're going to repeat this so I can watch this time."
Damien's eyes widened, a loud sob leaving him as he felt it begin to almost immediately work. He could feel the way his cervix slowly began to close, and both his birth canal and cunt stiffen and begin to contract close together. Everything felt so tight, he began to thrash from the pain. "GET IT OUT OF ME, PLEASE-" He sobbed. His cunt felt like it was almost fully sealed with how much it contracted closed, the skin stretching taught as all of his progress was entirely reversed.
"You did this to yourself. Now lets see how well that worked." Grace hummed, pressing a finger to his extremely tight vagina. Damien cried in pain as it pushed inside of him, feeling as though that was far too big now. He'd break from the damn baby later! "PLEASE- I'm gonna break if I give birth now!" "Good thing you're not birthing now, are you? You'll be giving birth later. Now up, on your feet."
He whined pathetically, but stood up, wincing at the pain that flared through him. The contractions were beginning to soften, before finally fading to nothing, everything no longer spasming and pushing to try and get the twins out.
They were stuck until the suppressants wore off. Much to his own horrific dismay.
It was the middle of the night before the contractions started again, this time much stronger, waking Damien up out of a fitful nights sleep already. He gasped loudly as his stomach erupted in painful spasms, the twins inside of him incredibly unhappy as the first one began ramming into his still tight cervix.
He cried out in pain, waking Grace out of her own rest as he clutched the sheets, panting harshly as he tried to breathe through the pain. "Suppressant finally wear off?" She groaned, sitting up as she watched Damiens gravid stomach visibly contract, clearly ready to have those damn babies out of him.
"It hurts so bad-! Pleasepleaseplease let me give birth, PLEASE-" Damien begged, his legs shaking as he spread his legs, trying to make room despite the fact he was still so tight that it'd be hours before anything came close to crowning in that tightly sealed cunt of his.
"I suppose." Grace sighed, as if she was burdened by it. "Go on then, push." She instructed, climbing between his legs to watch.
Damien thanked her profusely, sweat dripping down his brow as he began making the gargantuan effort of attempting to push these huge babies out of him. He screamed as he felt the baby slowly push apart his cervix, practically barreling down despite how well the tightening cream had worked earlier.
He let out another scream as it began pushing its way down his birth canal, stretching apart the painfully tight walls in such a manner his eyes were rolling back, his vision almost blacking out from the pure pain. His belly rippled painfully as another contraction seized his body before he was ready, forcing the baby down further against his will as he sobbed and writhed.
"I-it's too big! It'll never fit!" He cried out, feeling the beginnings of his cunt bulging out around the head. "It'll fit. Otherwise, I'm reaching my hand in there and yanking it out myself." Grace stated, as if it was some casual, nonchalant thing, and not that she was threatening to pull two babies out of his poor, ruined cunt.
Damiens face turned a pretty shade of red as he bared down, screaming as he did so. He could feel the head- it was right there, beginning to form that oh so familiar teardrop shape in his cunt. He could feel the other twin making their way to his cervix, this one clearly bigger than the one that was currently trying to force itself to a crown.
Grace watched silently, her hand moving up to trace Damiens swollen cunt. "I almost want to take a marker to you so you can see how far you stretched out." She chuckled softly, clearly amused at how his cunt seemed to swell and bulge out further as the baby began to push its way into a full crown.
That familiar burning filled Damien as he screamed, clutching the bed sheets tightly as the widest part of the head completely split him open. "FUCKFUCk- GET IT OUUUUUT-" He cried, his head throwing itself back as he bared down with all his strength. He felt like he was going to be ripped apart- and he knew the other twin was bigger.
"Thats it. Almost there." Grace cooed, her hand moving to provide him some much needed counterpressure on his perineum, causing him to sob from the relief. "Goooood boy. You've been good for a while, you deserve some relief."
It took a few more pushes before the babys head gushed out, making Damien cry out. "HOLY FUCK- ITS OUT-" "No baby, you still have to birth the body."
Luckily, it seemed the head had completely stretched him out, and the body slipped out with little problem, right into Grace's awaiting hands. She set it off to the side, moving to keep an eye on Damiens cunt as baby number two made its way down.
Damien strained against the sheer size of this one- it was clearly so much bigger than its twin, making him sob fearfully as it crept closer to his poor, ruined cunt entrance. He knew this one would be the one to totally ruin his poor hole if that other hadn't. Maybe Grace could use that tightening cream on him to help him get back to how he was before giving birth.
"FUCK- Its so big!!" He hiccuped, baring down with all of the strength he could muster. It seemed to help, as the baby began to bulge out his entrance once more, stretching the skin paper thin and almost translucent. The head began to slowly emerge, given a little help thanks to the way Damien had been left gaping earlier from their twin.
He shrieked as he felt Grace's hand on his t-dick, beginning to rub her fingers against it. "Think of this as a reward for pushing that first one out so beautifully." She hummed, glancing up at him as he whined, unsure if he should shift away from the overwhelming pleasure or lean into it. It was all far too much- he couldn't handle it!
"T-too much, Grace!" He cried, his thighs trembling as the baby's head crested, that familiar, awful burn setting in as it began properly crowning between his overly stretched pussy lips. "You can handle this." She stated plainly, watching as their second baby emerged.
It took a few more pushes, the pleasure cresting inside Damien higher and higher until the dam burst, and he came hard, the baby's head practically shooting out of him from the intensity. Damien screamed as it happened, almost blacking out from the painful pleasure that had overtaken his body.
"IT'S OUT!" He cried out, a wet sob leaving him as he reached down to feel the head. "Just the body now, then you may rest." Grace cupped the newborns head, making sure nothing could happen as Damien slowly pushed the body out, inch by agonizing inch.
He whimpered as he stretched around the shoulders, before the body slipped out with a wet noise and landed in Grace's hands. "Good boy! Look at you! I need to weigh them, but this one.." She hummed, "Is easily 14 pounds, you did amazing."
"14?!" He gaped, his eyes wide as he glanced down. "You produce strong offspring, Damien. Almost makes me want to keep you like this forever." She grinned.
Damien hated how he didn't mind the idea, even with the way his cunt was currently battered and ruined from her cruel treatment..
No, he didn't hate the idea at all.
He clenched at the thought of pushing out three next time.
"Just.. no tightening cream next time, please."
"Can do."
Damiens head fell back as he passed out, finally earning himself a little bit of sleep after how horribly long that labor was.
(🤰🏼/🍼/1️⃣/🏠/🫴🖐️🚩🏳️/🪑/🍳💪🐢⌛️/🎚️💦) (masochist enjoys the agony of her spouse needing to push her huge overdue baby back in a few times to adjust around the shoulder dystocia)
OHHHHH ANON YOUR MIND… you are speaking my language AUGH. Love me a huge overdue baby causing problems <333
Link to the birth denial request game!! Please generous people of birth tumblr, send me some more requests PLEASE THESE ARE SO HOT I'VE CUM FROM BOTH FICS I'VE WRITTEN SO FAR
Word Count: 1.7k //
Julie gasped loudly as another contraction rippled through her, her hand flying to grip at her tight, gravid stomach. She'd been contracting for a few hours now, the massive head of her baby stuck inside of her birth canal, unmoving despite her desperate pushing. The sheer size of it alone caused her perineum to bulge out and flush her labia red — at least according to her wife, Anna, who sat between her legs, watching eagerly.
They both knew this was an incredibly risky birth- the baby was in a bad position, posterior she thought it was called? No matter the case, it had already been causing her excruciating, screaming levels of pain despite being nowhere near a full crown by any means. Not to mention it was well over 10 pounds, thanks to Anna keeping her at home and talking her out of going to the hospital to get induced when it was "safer".
Now, she was well past 41 weeks, and she felt every single one weigh down upon her as her world began to focus solely on the baby that was stretching out her poor cunt. Fluid dribbled down as she pushed, a loud scream pulling from her throat as the baby barely moved an inch forward, "FUCK-" She cried out, "HhhhnnnGH!!!"
Her fingers clutched the chair tightly as she tried to focus all her energy on pushing downwards. The deep, heavy pressure and the pain flaring through her was the only thing she could really focus on though. She just wanted this damn baby out! She knew it wouldn't be that simple though, not by a long shot.
"Just like that, come on." Anna instructed, her voice almost condescending as she watched. "Just grit your teeth and push. You know what you're doing." It wasn't quite praise, but Julie would take it as she tucked her chin and pushed, ripping another pained scream out of her.
"AGHHHH- ITS STUCK-" "It's not stuck, baby. You're just not trying hard enough." Anna cut her off before she could continue, making Julie let out a broken sob as she collapsed against the chair, panting harshly. "I am! I swear I am-"
"Really? Then push harder." Anna rolled her eyes, although they both knew she was secrely loving this. She loved seeing Julie like this, spread wide open for her, her whole world narrowed down to the pain in her poor stretched cunt. This was everything to Anna, and she already knew she needed to get her in this position again.
Julie gasped as she felt her cunt begin to burn, a shriek pulling itself from her throat as she threw her head back. "Holy FUCK its so big!" She cried out, "It BURNS!"
"Oh I know.." Anna hummed, her tone extremely condescending now as she watched the baby begin to emerge, Julie's cunt forming a teardrop shape around its head as she pushed. "Would you look at that, you're crowning."
Blood and fluids dripped around the babys head as Julie pushed, screams and cries tearing itself from her increasingly raw throat. "GETITOUTOFME!" She screamed, thrashing as the baby emerged to the worst of the crown, the burning flaring through her like a hot coal was pressed to her vagina.
"I won't be doing anything. You're the one knocked up with a 10 pound baby right now." Anna reminded her.
A loud cry left Julie as the posterior head finally emerged, Anna's gloved hand moving to hold it as she trembled. "The heads out." Anna commented, glancing up at Julie as she prepared to push once more.
A shrill shriek, louder than the rest, left Julie as she pushed again, her legs thrashing wildly as she tried desperately to get the shoulders out. Something was wrong though- she could feel the baby stuck in her cunt, unable to move past something inside her. The doctors had said this was a possibility- and now it was her reality, her babys shoulder was stuck against her pelvic bone with nowhere to go.
"FUCKFUCK- ANNA IT'S STUCK!" She screamed, trying desperately to push even just a little further, only to no avail other than causing her more miserable pain.
Anna hummed as she stared, "I guess we'll just have to push this baby back in and try again now, won't we?" She shrugged, not waiting for Julie's response before beginning the slow process of pushing the baby back inside Julies raw, swollen cunt.
The scream that Julie let out was nothing like Anna had ever heard before. "STOPSTOPSTOP NO PLEASE GOD NO- IT HURTS ANNA, IT HURTS!" She shrieked as though she was a banshee, her legs flailing and her hips bucking, trying to get Anna to stop what she was doing. "This is for your own good and the baby's. All you're going to do with that fruitless-" She used her other hand to catch one of Julie's legs glaring at her. "Pushing, is break the babys shoulder or your pelvis. Now if you kick me one more fucking time-"
Anna didn't get the words out before she was kicked again, making her scowl. "You're being a damn brat right now. Weren't you listening to me!?" She snapped, her irritation clear. She wasn't going to be gentle anymore- she shoved hard on the baby's head, forcing it deep inside very rapidly, pulling another ear-aching shriek out of Julie as she sobbed from the pain.
"ANNA STOP!" She screamed out, "PLEASE STOP NO-" Anna ignored Julie as she pushed the baby all the way back up, past her cervix and into her womb, effectively undoing everything Julie had managed to do in the last few hours.
"You want this, don't lie to me!" She spat, "Now you're gonna push this brat out again and do it right this time! I'm tying your damn legs down too, so you don't go kicking me again." Anna rose to her feet, walking over to the nightstand to grab the rope.
And much to Julies dismay- Anna was right. Julie couldn't help but love the power Anna had over her, so much so that she could undo everything she'd worked so painstakingly hard to do. Even if it meant she was in a world of agony, her cunt and ruined canal on fire and twitching uselessly. She couldn't help but love it- and god it made her wet beyond just the birthing fluids and blood that dripped out of her.
Anna came back and tied her legs down to the chair, making sure they were tight and almost unforgiving in their grip. She wanted to be sure she wouldn't dare try and kick her again.
"Now, try again." Anna instructed plainly, sitting back down on the floor to watch the do-over she'd so graciously given her.
This unfortunate reality happened to Julie two more times, her poor body having failed to manuever the baby in such a way that she could push it past her pelvic bone. And god- she hated how much she loved all of it.
Now, they were on her fourth attempt, the baby's head back at a near full crown in her bulging cunt. She was loose now, well stretched out over having to give birth to the same baby 4 times now.
"Baby PLEASE I need to give birth-" Julie pled, her voice weak as she pushed, desperately wanting the baby out of her- and, selfishly, wanting to finish. She could feel it slowly building this whole time, and she knew she was about to burst- and god she wanted to burst around the body of her baby.
Anna, who was holding the head of their baby in place, not letting it move further, just simply glanced up. "Have you earned it?" She asked plainly, being met with an overenthusiastic nod and a loud, "YES! I have, I've been so good- Please let me give birth, it hurts so bad!"
"I know it hurts, thats the whole point of birth. It's not supposed to be pleasant." Anna huffed, "But fine. Just let me have my fun for a few more minutes. It'll be another 9 months before you're doing this for me again, I want to savor this."
Anna bobbed the head in and out of Julie's entrance, almost pulling on it and forcing the skin tighter around it, almost like a drum head, before pushing it back in a few inches, allowing it to nearly go flat. Julie was in a mixture of heaven and hell, pain flaring through her like she was the violin Anna was winding tighter and tighter, bringing her closer to that peak she so desperately wanted.
Finally, Anna let it rest back in the position it had been, "If the shoulder gets stuck again, I'll be pushing on your stomach to get it out. No arguments." Anna demanded, waiting until Julie nodded furiously before tugging her hand away, gesturing for her to continue.
Julie pushed hard, a prolonged scream ripping itself from her as she desperately attempted to finally get this baby OUT! The head emerged bordering on easily, slipping back out just as it had done in earlier attempts. It was time for the shoulders.
Julie pushed once- twice, before they finally gave, a sob-filled cry of relief as the baby finally descended further. She could feel her climax drawing near thanks to the way the baby pushed out her clit from the inside, stimulating it in an awful, painful-pleasure filled way.
One last push, and Julie was done, her climax hitting her like a brick wall and causing her to squirt so hard, the baby shot out of her, Anna barely able to catch it in time as Julie's eyes rolled back. Her entrance spasmed as her climax lasted for almost 30 seconds, before she finally slumped in the chair, panting harshly as she stared weakly at their baby.
"You did quite well- I can't wait to see how well you do again in another 9 months." Anna hummed, a sadistic smile appearing on her face at the fearful noise that left Julie.
Despite all of that however, Julie knew she'd happily do this again with no complaint.
