problematic eclipse of the heart

Omg yeah it’s so 😵‍💫 Two scenarios that immediately jump to mind are:

Hardcore BDSM couple who purposefully go to the kink club when the sub goes into labor, and put him in a bodysuit so that every clench of his womb is highlighted in clinging latex, and no matter how hard he pushes, he can’t get past a crown. They start the scene with him locked into a chair with stirrups so everyone can see his cunt bulging and the head slowly stretching the latex between his legs.

But when he can’t push it any further, the dom gets him up and grabs him by bulge between his legs and pulls him along screaming and stumbling, then holds him in place by the pussy while strangers grope and rub off on him, or use his trembling hands. (His mouth is available too, but he’s in so much pain that he’ll definitely bite anything that’s forced in there ❤️) When he finally safewords, the dom only has to unzip the first few teeth of the suit’s zipper, and the latex suddenly fills with the shape of an entire head as the sub sobs and cums it out 🥰

Second scenario (noncon warning):

A royal servant knocked up by the king is laboring hard through a difficult work day. He begs his supervisor to let him stop and give birth but she won’t allow it, so he has to keep crawling along scrubbing floors while he starts to push, a rag in his mouth to muffle the screams. When his drenched trousers begin to swell with the emerging head, the supervisor scoffs at him and tells him to stop pushing, he’s not being paid to give birth to some peasant bastard right now. He desperately sobs that this is the king’s child and begs to see the king, saying the king will want this child born. Scoffing, the supervisor says oh yeah? We’ll go test that.

At first she just has him following her to the throne room, but he’s slow and bow-legged, practically limping, so her patience is already thin when she hears him grunting and turns to see that he’s bent against a wall and started to push. The sight of him crowning into the trousers infuriates her, and she threatens him with all sorts of horrible things if he doesn’t stop pushing right now. He wrings out an agonized wail as he forces himself to stop, and starts hyperventilating from the pain of the crown, begging to be allowed to keep pushing. She just scoffs and drags him upright by the arm. She can still see the head making a disgusting spectacle between his legs, and in her fury she grabs him by the bulge of his crown and starts to pull him along. His screams echo down the halls, doors opening everywhere as people peek out to see what all the commotion is.

When they enter the throne room the king demands to know what is going on here. The supervisor uses the poor boy’s bulging cunt to pull him to the floor, forcing him to kneel, then bows, herself, before explaining the situation. The king, of course, denies any parentage, smirking to himself as he remembers groping this servant boy and being delightfully surprised by the pussy he found, not wanting to pull out when he took it for his own because it felt so good.

But the king announces that he is benevolent, and that the servant may give birth to their shame. The servant sobs his thanks and grabs onto his own thighs as he curls over his tightened belly and screams, finally birthing the head into his trousers. He pants and wheezes while the child turns inside him, everyone in the room scoffing and muttering to each other how uncouth and perverse such a thing is, a man giving birth, in front of the king no less. When he finally screams out the shoulders, the heavy shape of a babe drops into his fluid-limp trousers, and he kneels there trembling.

Watching all of this, the king grins, and any who look closely would see the royal tabard tented, his majesty aching to claim the pussy that just produced his bastard heir. He gravely remarks on all of the crimes the servant has committed in this matter: sexual indiscretion, insubordination against a palace supervisor, sexual perversion, public indecency, slander of the king, and sullying the royal hall with something so crass as the blood and waters of his womb. But, the king says, he is merciful, and instead of the mutilation and imprisonment earned by these crimes, he will allow the criminal to serve his sentence in the king’s harem.

“oh, look at you, sweetheart. if i didn’t already know you were knocked up i could figure it out just from looking at your puffy pregnant cunt.”

“soon you’ll be so big that everyone can see what i did to you, but for right now it’s just between us. so good for me, carrying our little secret.”

“you’re already glowing, look how flushed you are.”

“poor thing, are your tits already getting sensitive this early on? i can only imagine how much worse it’s going to get.”

“that’s right, baby, take the cock that knocked you up. take the cock you got yourself good and pregnant on.”

“god your pussy feels even better now that i’ve claimed your womb. it’s like your body knows it’s all mine.”

“of course i’ll finish inside you. not like you can get any more pregnant than you already are.”

but consider also: bra shaped portals for people to suck your tits on demand and out of your control

Either two separate portals so different people each can access one tit at a time, or they connect as a larger portal so they can use both

Of course, the company selling it never mentions that they'll make up for the loss by renting out their tits or that the binder can't be removed during paid use.

Have y'all ever thought of having a ghost fuck you like it sounds so exciting cus you'll never know when it'll do it imagine you're just washing dishes and an invisible force just yanks up your skirt and starts fucking you

or when you're in public with other people just having dinner and the ghost decides to finger you and tease you just to see if you'd crack in front of everyone lwk need that