Hi all, I took a little break from tumblr for a bit. I'm a cis male in his 40's. Minors DNI!!!
I love and things pregnancy, labor, and birth related. Both mpreg and fpreg.
Some likes:
Fast labor
Resisting the urge to push
Crowning with clothes on
Birth denial
Oviposition
Sex/Sexuality to start labor and during labor/birth
For mpreg, both anal and penis birth.
Long crowning
Having to move/walk while crowned.
Hard no's:
Excessive blood/gore
Violence
Scat
Harm to baby or mother/father
Also note, this is for fantasy ONLY. Pregnancy is a very complicated thing in real life and none of this applies to that. Block me if you're a misogynist, bigot, racist, anti-trans, anti-choice, or subscribe to any other related ideology I missed.
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concept: purposefully holding the head at a full crown while you birth so you can cum over and over again to the stretch and burn and fullness, eventually you cum so hard the whole head squirts out and you scream as you push uncontrollably until the rest of it squeezes out
"Ugh…I don't know what I'm supposed to do here…" your husband mutters as his character dies again. You're sitting on the couch together, him playing video games while you labor with your first child. You encouraged him to play something so you could both distract yourselves, you from your worsening labor pains and him from his growing anxiety at seeing you in pain.
You're wearing nothing but a sports bra, sitting on a towel on your couch, a plush blanket over your lower half. You feel strangely cozy despite how heavy with baby you are and how close your contractions are getting together. You rub your distended belly, watching your husband play his game while your mind goes elsewhere.
"O-oh," you gasp quietly as fluid rushes out of you. Is that your water breaking? The pressure in your pelvis is building, concentrating on your cervix.
"You alright, honey?" Your husband has paused his game at an inopportune moment, shaken from his escapism by his worry for you. You let a breath out slowly through your mouth and nod.
"I'm fine, just a rough contraction. Keep playing, this helps." You reassure him even though you know the baby is coming soon, you don't want him to worry. There's something so normal about the way you're lounging on the sofa together, basking in these last moments before parenthood, that you don't want to break the spell just yet.
So instead you watch your husband engross himself in his game again and lie back to make yourself comfortable. The blanket over you conceals what's happening between your legs. Thankfully your waters were soaked up by the towels you'd placed beneath you, so your husband still isn't aware of how your labor is progressing.
You feel an ache in your cervix as your baby's head moves down into position. You rub your enormous belly soothingly, pretending to watch the boss fight when really you're just focused on keeping your breathing as even as possible. You feel your thighs tensing under the blanket, discreetly spreading to make room for your baby.
Feel the baby's head move through your pelvis. There you go, deep, even breaths. If your husband just peeked under the blanket, he'd see you're just about to crown, but he's busy at the moment. You breathe your baby into the birth canal, relishing the heavy pressure between your hips and the sensation of your body pushing on its own.
You subtly shift your hips, gasping quietly again as you feel your baby's head slide its way through your vagina in one big contraction.
Ohhh it's almost here now. Your husband is preoccupied, and you're too engrossed in giving birth to bother him. The feeling of your body pushing out your baby is incredible; you reach a hand underneath the blanket to feel your progress. You cup your baby's head with your palm, breathing deeply and almost silently.
"Still doing okay, honey?" your husband asks as he finishes looting, breaking your concentration. He can't know you're pushing into your hand right now, giving birth right beside him while he's oblivious.
"Yeah, it just feels more comfortable to lay like this," you reassure him. You're lying on your back, your womanhood facing towards your husband, the magic you're working only concealed by a throw blanket. You want to keep quiet but don't know how much longer you can hold on before you give in, spread your legs as wide as possible and push as hard as you can.
You breathe slowly and deeply as you feel the baby rotate inside you, your hand still guiding. You can't help yourself but pant a few times, your breathing raspy from trying to control it. Come on, you can feel the baby's head between your legs. Just a few more pushes, your body knows what it's doing.
Breathe, breathe, the baby's coming. Feel it slide out of you bit by bit, feel your body pushing for you. The shoulders are stuck. You just need to shift your hips a little, but you don't want to alert your husband just yet. Your body is giving birth on its own, you're just trying to breathe and relax as much as possible.
"You sure you're alright?" His voice sounds far away now. All you're aware of is your big round belly obstructing your view of your husband, and your hand cupping your baby's head as you birth, and your vagina stretched to its limits around your baby's shoulders.
You groan, and suddenly your husband is pulling back the blanket to see you quietly struggling to birth his baby.
"Oh my God…why didn't you say anything?!"
You're moaning with every push now, reaching down to deliver your baby, knowing birth is imminent. A hard contraction brings your hands to your hardened belly, so your husband reaches down to catch the baby.
"Oh! Oh! Oh, catch it, it's gonna be fast, darling!" you squeak, your body pushing the rest of your baby out into his waiting hands in one last wet contraction.
the idea of crowning is just so hot. the slow process of being spread wide open from within, the wet crackling sound of the flesh parting, the bulge of tissue as the hole tries not to open before giving way and parting, so much fullness and burning only to realize the head's not even fully out yet, you've just got a nice big slice sticking out between your trembling legs. and whether you want to or not you're gonna push, you're gonna spread. it's coming out. now.
I genuinely love the concept of not being able to stop pushing. You don’t want to feel your birth canal stretched from within but you can’t stop it, your body is forcing you to push this huge baby out against your will. You try to hold it back, try to close your legs or grip the bedsheets, but the urge is so strong that you can’t ignore it. Even as the growing bulge between your legs starts burn deeper, you continue to bear down until you’re crying out, “I’M PUSHIIIIINNNGGG!!”
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When Danielle first got pregnant, she and Tim had a talk about how they wanted the birth to go. They decided on a home birth that was to be extremely erotic and pleasurable. 36 weeks later as Danielle was making dinner, her water broke. Tim had just gotten home and was about to jump in the shower before dinner. Danielle shut the stove off and went into the bathroom where Tim was and told him. All they had to do was look at each other and their eyes both said the same thing. They jumped in the shower together. Looking at his wife’s massive belly and engorged breasts, he got erect. Danielle quickly noticed this and was about to hold his penis to jerk him off. Tim grabbed her hand, smiled and said “No. Save that for later.” Danielle moved her hand away and leaned in to kiss Tim. They were both in immediate lust and passionately kissed and made out in the shower until Danielle pulled away and clutched her stomach. A contraction had taken over her. She knew with the first contraction being so strong the baby wasn’t going to wait. 20 minutes later they got out of the shower, but they both stayed naked. Instead they snuggled up naked in bed for the last time as a family of two. They got an hour nap in when Tim was awoke by his wife screaming. He opened her legs to see his baby crowning. He’d remembered that they both wanted it to be a sexual experience. He rubbed her nipples as she moaned in pleasure. “Don’t let the head deliver.” Danielle said. She wanted it to last as long as possible. Using one hand to continue rubbing one of her nipples, he took the other hand and applied firm pressure against his baby’s head to ensure that the baby would not come out. After a half hour of rubbing her nipple and pushing the baby’s head in between Danielle’s legs Tim knew he needed to take care of his own needs. Danielle decided that instead of pleasure she wanted to feel the pain and pressure of birth. While using one hand to hold the baby in, his other hand went from Danielle’s nipples to his penis but Tim noticed an issue. “Why aren’t you pushing?” He asked. “We wanted to hold the baby in as long as possible, right?” Tim said he wanted to feel the baby coming out but him not letting it. Danielle pushed the baby out while Tim was pushing the baby in with one hand and had a firm grasp on his penis with the other. After ten minutes, Tim really needed to cum. He pushed the baby in as cum flew out of his penis and landed all over Danielle’s stomach. Danielle had been sexually stimulated by Tim rubbing her nipples and Tim had been sexually satisfied by cumming to him pushing his baby in between her legs. Since they’d both had gratification, it was time for Danielle to actually birth the baby. “Okay sweetie. Let’s actually do this now. Push for me hon!” Danielle gave a massive push and the head shot out and she squirted birth fluid everywhere. Seeing this made Tim’s penis rock hard all over again but he knew he couldn’t worry about that now. He had a birthing wife to support. “The head’s out hon. Just a few more pushes!” She flashed a smile. Another contraction tore through her and she opened her legs and gave another huge push, but nothing happened. The baby wasn’t moving. She gave another push and the baby moved forwards, but barely. They both realized what was happening. Kiddo’s shoulders were stuck. She knew she’d have to open her legs as wide as possible and push harder than ever. And that’s exactly what she did. As she pushed she was screaming and roaring the baby out. One of the shoulders delivered but the baby was still stuck by one shoulder. “This time you need to pull the baby while I push and not the other way around.” Danielle said. When the next contraction struck, she made sure that her legs were completely open and spread as far as they can and reminded Tim to pull as she pushed, then she gave a massive push. Tim got ready to catch their baby. Her scream turned into a roar as she pushed and Tim pulled. The baby shot out of Danielle’s vagina along with the rest of the birth fluid. “We have a baby girl!”
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Heavily inspired by Arkone's drawing of the same subject! (Linked below, I couldn't figure out how to embed it without the embed being massive.)
"Dude, you- you gotta keep it down, someone's gonna find us!"
I shot a glare over my shoulder back at you. Between panting breaths, I shot back.
"You... You try shoving... A bowling ball out your... Your pussy..!"
"Sorry, I just- We're not in a very public place, y'know?"
I let out a groan. Yes, I did know, of course I fucking knew that the breakroom wasn't very private. Unfortunately, I had no other choice.
Seeing my distress, the hand you had on the small of my back restarted its gentle rubs. I whimpered and pushed my butt back towards you, the rub managing to to soothe the pain a little.
"Just- Huuh- Keep doing that..." I grumbled. You nodded and gave my back a little pat.
The only reason I was in this position was my own stubborness and because of a boy named Jamie. We had only dated for a little while last year, but the effects he had on me was painfully obvious. The huge fleshy orb that currently hung between my thighs was the result of a little too much indulgence, which was partially my fault. Jamie didn't look like the kind of boy to be absolutely amazing at sex, but he had been, and despite the relationship turning toxic pretty quickly I didn't make any serious moves to leave him.
So he left me as soon as I texted him a picture of the positive pregnancy test. Just total no contact. There wasn't even a formal breakup, he just never replied to my text or any of my calls. It took me a while to get over him leaving me, and even longer to accept what he had left me with. The sex was another story though
So now I was here, with my pants around my ankles and nobody but you in the breakroom of our summer job. It was a small room, but it was only us and our shift manager that day. Where he was, I had no clue, but I didn't exactly care either. I was too preoccupied with the enormous mass waiting just behind my bulging labia for me to push it out.
I let out a shaky groan, putting my head back into my arms where they sat crossed on the small, coffee-stained table. I opened up my legs a little wider, shuffling my feet apart until my pants were stretched taut. Getting them off would have been a good idea, but I could work with this. I would have to. As you stood beside me, rubbing just above the curve of my ass, I bore down.
Peering behind me, you were able to watch my fuzzy lips finally split open, a red-hairer head slowly emerging in time with my grunts. Yellowish fluid drooled down my crotch, ran down my thighs, and pooled in my pants where most of my sac had exploded, and I do mean exploded, into the soaked cloth maybe 30 minutes earlier. You checked your watch. 40 minutes ago, actually.
"Fuuuuuck, it buuuuurrrnnns..." My muffled complaint made you take your eyes away from the slowly advancing head and look at the back of mine.
"Yeah, I know it does, just keep going," You mumbled to me. "The head's starting to come out, you're almost done with this. You're doing good." What followed was a string of mumbled curses from me as my lips continued to widen around the head until my womb relaxed and I let out a loud sigh.
Looking back at my pussy, you saw that the sliver of red hair had advanced quite nicely. You suddenly wanted to reach down and feel it, but with my mood being as it was, I very well might have torn your hand off for it.
"Is it almost out..?" I suddenly mumbled.
"Uh, it's getting there." You replied. I growled in response.
"What uhm..." I was a lot quieter this time. "What color is their hair..?"
You blinked. "It's like yours. Red. Or ginger, or, uh..." You glanced back down at my bulging pussy, but that was all I needed to hear. I let out a relieved sigh, my body relaxing a little.
"Just keep pushing, you got this."
"Not like I can do anythi- Urrrgggggk-" I was cut off by my womb tensing up again, and the head began to slowly slide further out of me. You continued with your slow circles on my back as my hips wiggled slightly. My moans cut off halfway through the push as I bit down on my arm, but they came back a second later, just muffled through my flesh. My lips spread wider and wider as I relentlessly pushed, your eyes glued to the movement in my crotch.
"Urrrgggh, get ooouuuttt..." I groaned as the contraction died off. My legs trembled, knees slightly bent as the head came to a stop. I had pushed it into a lopsided oval, not quite the full 'O' that denoted a full crown yet. But I was sure close. If you had to guess, I would definitely get there next push. With how fast I was making progress you wouldn't be surprised if I pushed the head out entirely too.
You blinked. How fast was I going? Ever my waters had broken right in front of you neither of us had been watching the time. Looking up at the simple clock on the wall, your heart skipped a beat.
"Uh... We're kind of running out of time here. Our break's over in like, two minutes.
"WHAT?!" I suddenly shouted.
"Hey, keep it down! We might get cau-"
"I don't give a fuuuuuck if I "get caught" goddammit," I snarled. "I am literally. Giving. Birth!"
You winced. "Right, sorry, I just... Y'know..." I groaned.
"If you... Want to go back to work... Be my guest." I huffed out. "But I don't think I can move until this brat is out."
You nodded. Not like you could do much else. I had very loudly stated many, many times that I abhored the idea of giving birth in a hospital, even before I had gotten pregnant. Something about it only becoming the normal way to give birth because it made hospitals tons of money..? Again, another non-concern right now. All you, and I, really cared about was making sure the baby was safely delivered.
And right on time, I pushed my face back into my arms as you glanced down to see my womb tense up underneath my shirt. Sweat rolled down my taut flesh and onto my quivering thighs as I pushed the baby into a slow crown. My voice increased in pitch as I was spread wider and wider. My lips went white as the blood drained from them, the head proving to be quite large. At least, you thought it was large for a baby. You had never seen anyone give birth before, and I was over a week overdue. My whimpers and grunted curses made it obvious we shared the same thought about the baby's size. All you could do was continue rubbing my back, glancing between my pussy and the clock on the wall.
"Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod, uuuuggggh..." I suddenly cried out, my knees bending further as the head reached a breaking point. My back fell away from your hand, leaving you to stand there and watch as I bore down hard. "It'sgonnacomeout, it'sgonnacomeout, ohmy- GOOOOOOODDDD-"
I yelled as my butt sunk down even further, the head finally coming free from my body with another explosive gush of musky fluids. I quickly stood back up, my knees suddenly locked tight as my whole body shook. You stayed silent, unsure of what to do with the sight before you. It was beautiful, in a way, the young woman bent over the table with her head in her arms and her heavy belly visibly tightened underneath her half naked body. You could feel a little warmth in your own crotch and it only took you a second to get embarassed about it. Luckily, my head was still in my arms and I couldn't see your reaction to me.
I suddenly rose up though, using my palms to push my body up. I panted as I leaned on the table, my knees bending ever so slightly to keep my blood flowing. The last thing I needed was my legs giving out from under me.
"Shiiiiiiiittt..." My mouth hung open as I gulped down air. "Fucking- Hell... Was that the- The- Uh-"
You nodded. Stupid, I couldn't see you. "Yeah, yeah the head's out." You said a moment later. I nodded.
"Catch."
"What?"
I rolled my eyes, then looked back at you with a glare.
"Catch the baby, dumbass. When I start pushing again. The fuck did you not understand?"
Your face went a little red, but you nodded and prepared to do as I said. You quickly kneeled behind me, ignoring the splattering of fluids around my feet and reaching out for the head. My hips slowly swayed from side to side as I waited for the next contraction, grunting as the baby turned in my body. You got to see it up close, watching with a sudden fascination as it both of us prepared for the final stretch. Literally
Your rather inappropriate thoughts about the sight mere inches from your face were brushed aside as I groaned and suddenly stood straight up. You had to scoot closer, practically putting your face in my butt in order to catch the baby. Gripping my thighs, I yelled as I pushed one last time. The baby stayed perfectly still. For about five seconds.
It sunk out slightly, and you saw a shoulder pop out of my pussy, then it very quickly slid from my body and into your hands with the rest of my amniotic fluids. You wrinkled your nose as your hands were coated in fluid, but you caught the baby. I didn't make a sound, but I sunk back onto the table, sweaty palms slamming down on the cheap plastic. I gave something between a whimper and a growl as I felt the heavy weight that had taken ten months to grow finally, finally exit me. You just knelt there, staring at the squirming child in your hands.
You didn't know anything about babies, but it sure was heavy.
I muttered something you didn't catch, which prompted a "Huh?" from you.
"Thanks." Was all I could mumble out
"Yeah, uh, no problem. Do you, uh, want them? Uh, him?"
I blinked. "A boy..?"
"Yeah, it's a boy. Congrats?"
I gave a tired laugh. "Of course its a boy. Heavy ass brat..."
I bent down to retrieve the child that was now beginning to cry, an awkward hand-over between my legs. Once you were sure my shaky hands wouldn't drop the infant, you stood back up. Hissing, I turned around, leaning back against the little table. We both stared at the baby, equally dumbstruck that it had just come out of my body.
"Well-" I started, but a voice from outside interrupted me.
"Alright you two, breaktime's been looooong since over. I know we haven't had many customers today, but I need-" Our manager stopped mid-sentence as he finally saw the messy scene in the breakroom. We both looked at him, but his eyes were glued to the newborn crying in my arms.
"Uh-" He started.
"I'll drive her home, I'll be right back, I swear." You said without thinking. He nodded, his gaze flickering to the cord that still connected me and the child. "Yeah, uh, take your time. I'll... Clean this up." He said, visibly dumbstruck.
I sighed, my head tilting up at the ceiling as you scrambled for the keys to your car.
What a shift.
(The artwork that inspired the story!)
Rule 34 - If it exists, there is porn of it. We have pokemon, my little pony, Other hentai, whatever you want.
TW: Head Stuck crowning, forced crowning, orgasm caused by labor, pushing head back in, birth denial.
She woke up with her legs spread wide, feeling the burning she felt the day before followed by a pain, she tried to not push.
Tally had wanted this, dreamt of this. She had always wanted to have a baby to feel the way it would stretch her wide. When her water broke yesterday morning she had put on her latex shorts, they had some give to them but not much. Perfect to hold the head at a half crown, keeping her baby in her birth canal as long as she wanted.
She slowly got up from the bed and moaned when she stood, gravity pulling the head down more making her feel even more fully, she loved it! She reached down and rubbed the head before feeling a contraction, she held onto the bed as she pushed.
Sometimes she pushed, sometimes she didn't. Feeling the fact that her pushes did nothing turned her own. She went through the whole day slowly, her husband wouldn't lie if he said it turned him on a little too seeing her like this, Tally smiled when she saw his semi hard cock through his pants. She even walked up to him at one point and rubbed his cock between her legs "Like that?" She puured as she felt him get harder "Y-yeah" he stuttered. Good, because she had a plan.
She pushed him onto the couch and pulled out his dick before placing it between her legs again, he felt the bulge in her shorts, Tally pushed and her husband felt the strain. "oooooh" he moaned, he didn't last long.
Later that afternoon Tally was sat spread egal on the couch "Ready?" Her husband asked "Yes p-please!" she grunted while pushing, she was ready to have the baby, but not before one more thing. Her husband kneeled on the floor and cut the shorts off of her while keeping a hand on the head, then he looked up to Tally who nodded, slowly she pushed the head back in "Ohhhh yeeees!" Tally moaned in pleaser before pushing again but her husband didn't let it come out all the way, he pushed it in again and Tally moaned.
Two more times this happened before he let go and Let Tally push, one Push and the head flew out of her "YEEEEEES!!!" Tally cried out getting wet, her next push brough out the shoulders and an orgasm. The baby was born with the next push and was placed in Tally's arms.
Giving birth in a college dorm while nobody knows. Not your friends, not your family, not your roommate in the other room. Begging for it not to be real. The head slowly bulging into your jeans you never took off from this morning. Pushing on your stomach as if that would make it all go away.
There's only one way it's going to go away. The way you've been dreading for months. You brace your back against the wall, panting, grunting through contractions. Your socked toes curl as your jeans continue bulging, the crotch wet, your fluids soaking into the carpet.
It keeps coming. Your crotch burns, lips parting wider. Into a wide teardrop. Into a tight, fiery O. You cup your hand over yourself and can feel this shameful secret right there. A cry of agony escapes you as you give one more big push, and the waist of your pants shift down, forced to move by the weight and size of the head.
You shudder, moaning into a pillow as it turns. Feeling the need to bear down again, unbuttoning and unzipping before pushing with everything you have. They're just loose enough to pull down, bagging around the baby as it fills your pants and underwear, starting to release its first wet little cry.
Of course you couldn't keep it. But nobody ever knew, even many years later. The person who did this to you, no idea you'd made them a father. Your friends, no clue you were the first of them to birth a child. Your parents, not even a concept that you'd screamed and pushed and cried until they became grandparents, with no baby to show for it.
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