breeding haven

option a) your offspring forcing itself back up into your womb to incubate just a liiiiittle longer 🥰

option a.5) your offspring squeezing itself back and forth in your hole, right against your gspot/prostate, like it's fucking you with its whole body 🥵

option b) your offspring immediately turning back around and breeding the hole it just crawled out of 🥴

I kiss you goodbye and you head out already with the urge to push. Be both drive off in separate directions.

While I’m at work I get a notification, a message from you with a video attached. The message reads “sorry baby I couldn’t hold it! I just had to push so bad! I’m sorry”

The video shows you in the car pulled over naked on the bottom half, feet up on the dashboard crowning this large egg out your little pussy.

"No, it's going to hurt.. can't we go to the hospital..?" Daughter too scared to obey her body's ques.

"No, sweetheart, this has to happen here and now. It's going to hurt a lot worse if you try to resist." Knowing her body will do the work for her eventually.

What? You promise you'll take me to the doctor if I let you inside me? Okay just... be gentle, please. I think something might pop if you pound me too hard. And don't squeeze my nipples too hard. My belly will hurt and more of that water will leak out of my pussy if you pinch them.

and the struggle of trying to give birth when every time you start crowning, the monster inside changes shape and size to keep itself stuck firmly inside, desperate to keep its comfy living space safe inside my womb

I gasped as my pussy clenched around his cock. He groaned loudly as he paused.

“Ohh, god.” He gripped my hips to steady himself. “Yeah, you liked that, didn’t you?” Then he picked up his brutal pace again. “You want me to get you pregnant, huh?”

“P-please,” I managed to stutter out. “You’re hurting me daddy, I can’t take it!”

“You’ll take whatever I give you, including a baby in your belly.” His words made my pussy tighten again. “There it is. I know you like it, baby, all you gotta do is beg for me.”

I cried out as he slammed as hard as he could into me. His cock rammed into my pussy, and I could feel his balls slapping hard against my ass. Daddy’s hand struck my cheek, making me whimper.

“You know what I want to hear, little girl,” he growled.

“I can’t, daddy,” I whined. “Please I want to stop. You can’t get me pregnant.”

“Ohh, yes I can,” he teased, holding my jaw with his hand so I was forced to look at him. “You stopped taking your birth control for ME, remember?” His hips were relentless. “You wouldn’t have done that if you didn’t want to have my baby.”

“Please!” I started to panic. “I changed my mind. Please stop. I don’t want to do this!”

He slapped me again. “Too fucking late. You take my cum, bitch.”

Tears fell as I cried out. He moaned and thrusted into me one final time. I could feel his cock pulsing, shooting hot cum into my pussy.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he moaned. “God dammit, I love knocking you up.”

I suddenly felt my vibrator against my pussy, but he kept his cock inside me.

“No no no!” I cried.

“Shh,” Daddy cooed, cradling my head to his chest as my orgasm built up. “You’re almost there, sweetheart. Cum for me.”

I gripped his arms tightly as my orgasm rocked my body. So much pleasure basically melted my brain as I babbled. He still had the vibrator pressed tightly against me, prolonging my orgasm.

“Yes, yes, Daddy! Ohhh m-my gosh, please don’t stop,” I whined into his chest.

“There you go, baby, I knew you liked it. Don’t you wanna have Daddy’s baby?”

I nodded as my eyelids fluttered. “Yes! Please get me pregnant. Put your baby in me!”

He groaned, putting the toy to the side. “Keep begging like that and you’ll get a second load, my little slut.”

“Please, Daddy,” I moaned softly. “Keep cumming in me. I wanna have your baby!”

“You see how much easier this is when you give me what I want?” Daddy sucked on my neck as he thrust inside me again.

I gasped softly, listening to the wet sounds of him sliding in and out of me. He bit down hard as he sucked a hickey into my skin. It made me whimper, but it wasn’t hard enough to hurt too much.

“Fuck,” Daddy groaned, pulling himself up. “You’re gonna look so cute pregnant.” His hands traveled up to my nipples. “All that milk making your tits bigger.” Then one hand moved down to rub my stomach. “And a big, round belly.”

I moaned softly, imagining how good it was going to feel having a second load in my cunt. All I wanted was to feel his cock pulse inside me again.

“Please cum in me again,” I begged, reaching for his hand at my stomach.

Daddy let out a soft moan that affected me so much my pussy tensed up again, which made him let out another.

“You see what the fuck you do to me, slut?” He set a bruising pace.

I whimpered, unable to take him at that speed. He was stretching me open so forcefully every thrust hurt. It didn’t take long before I was screaming with tears in my eyes.

“Yes!” Daddy roared, wrapping his hand around my throat. “Scream in pain, bitch.”

He slapped me hard. Then a second and a third slap that were just as brutal. I gasped for air in between sobs.

“Knocking you up and knocking you around.” He smirked down at me as my tears fell. “You’re a good little breeding bitch, aren’t you?”

“Y-y-yes sir,” I choked out.

“Awh,” Daddy mocked before spitting on my face. He kept one hand on my throat as the other smeared his saliva all over my cheeks and forehead. “Now you look perfect.”

There was nothing more I could do as he pounded into me. He held me firmly in place, occasionally slapping my tits. Then he let out a loud moan as his climax hit him for the second time. His grip around my throat didn’t loosen. My eyes fluttered and I was starting to get lightheaded when he finally let go.

“Good girl,” he shoved his tongue in my mouth. Making sure to taste every available inch he could. “Let me hear you say it one more time, yeah?”

I was gasping for air still. Daddy held my face in his hands and pressed his forehead to mine.

“I-I want you to knock me up, daddy,” I whispered. “I want to get pregnant and have your baby.”

Daddy thrust lazily into me before leaning down into my neck again. “What else, little girl?”

“You can breed me anytime you want.” I whimpered as I felt him sucking another hickey into my skin. “A-and…”

I trailed off, feeling his tongue on my skin was making my pussy throb intensely. He bit down hard, making me yelp, then abruptly pulled himself off of me.

“And what?” Daddy said through his teeth as both hands wrapped around my throat.

I gasped and moaned, unable to speak anymore. He smirked down at me as I became lightheaded again.

“And if you ever try to stop me again, I’ll dump my load in your ass. I’ll make it hurt, too. That way you never try to fight back again.”

He let go of my throat and allowed me to catch my breath. I felt him brushing my hair away from my face before cradling me to his chest.

he doesn't let up, even when the head of your baby is trying to slip down your birth canal. he just manages to push it right back in. "please, you're so beautiful like thiissh- nhh-!" "wai- hhha-! ishh coming!" "it can wait... it can wait..."

your body screams for you to push, the contractions just keep coming, but as you're thrown into another contraction you finally release all over. on the bed, on his cock, and you can barely think... "thaaaat's it sweetheart... cum for mhhee...!" the pain and pleasure mix together, you can't do anything to stop it. but here you are, doing what you should. pleasing your man and having his baby. is that not what you wanted this whole time?

It’s agonising, there’s no time to recover from the bliss of the growth of my eggs to the searing pain of being too stretched out, too full, no choice in the matter. I’m still sat with a pillow between my thighs, and the first egg won’t give me a choice- I need to lay it NOW

I cry as I push and grab the sheets of my bed, my wet coating the pillow between my thighs as I start to feel relief- the first of many eggs starting to be laid. It’s huge, shockingly huge as every push stretches my hole wider. Every push glorified by tears running down my face, body shuddering until the relief stops.

The pillow is blocking the egg from being able to be fully laid.

And I’m too tired already, I can’t move, I can’t shift..

Until my body forces me to, finally remembering to buck my hips and the movement being just enough to dislodge the egg, my wet giving it an easy path to slide behind me, my poor hole left gaping, the relief of presssure short lived as the second egg takes its place. It’s nothing like the first one, easily twice the size, harder and pulsing.. the shape isn’t as smooth, it fights against my body’s attempts to slowly move it. Every small push edges it forward for a second before it slips even further back in.

oh, you can take more, hunny, that stretchy tummy’s been crammed way more full than that before ;))

i can’t decide on a name for her…maybe something small and cute, like her.

bonus:

aftercare an some cute ass tentacles being excited about their babies

Gripping the bed to try to get some control but with every push, every attempt to move it closer to finally slipping out your hole is met with resistance that feels so physically gentle that it’s frustrating.

The eggs centre is slightly harder, a beautiful solid blue. The gentle goo surrounding it is opaque green, seeming to constantly regenerate. With every push some of the green goo, a thick, lubey goo, ebbs out of your hole. It seems to never stop. It adapts to your body, seeming to work against you desperately trying to lay it.

Every intense push only forces more goo out of your hole, creating a puddle between your legs, but getting you no further to laying this egg. Your swollen stomach seeming to grow with every passing minute and the puddle between your thighs shamefully large, you whimper and hold your legs apart, spreading your hole as far as you can yourself, you close your eyes and focus.

One long, hard, aching push.

The egg obviously wasn’t moving with the constant rough desperate pushes, the type that normally send small eggs bouncing out of your hole.

You’re made for this.

Focusing on your womb, the weight, your outstretched stomach, you begin to push.

The first twenty seconds seem to pause the world. It doesn’t feel like anything inside is moving but fuck, it feels like some relief.

And then the centre of the egg, and the enormous mass of goo, begin to move.

“Just a bit more. A little bit more. “

The weight inside shifts and everything changes from a slow, methodical process of pushing to a head spin. The egg, without so much as a seconds warning, finally was pushed through your cervix, and there was an end in sight. This egg could finally be laid.

“Just push. Just PUSH. Fuck keep going. Don’t you dare fucking stop-“

You can feel it. You can feel your hole stretching open with every minute passing.

“please just a bit more, don’t stop now, I can feel it-“

You’re still being stretched open. Fuck. It’s not stopping.

“ OH GOD ITS TOO FUCKING BIG “

It’s still going. Don’t stop pushing.

“ITS TOO BIG OH GOD ITS TOO-“

The egg finally, after hours of struggle, slips out into your puddle, leaving your body shaking and your hole stretched wide open, goo pouring out.

You lay in bliss with the huge egg between your thighs, breathing deeply to catch your breath after the struggle.

Finally, a break.

he’s so sweet, sleeping in your bed, giving you kisses, rubbing your belly. he just loves cuddling up to you at night, shoving his cock in you and holding you nice and close. he’ll slowly thrust inside and tell you just how lovely you are and how you’ll be such a good mama…

one night while he’s repeating his usual ritual he does this while trying to soothe those contractions of yours, holding your belly and running his hand over it while he slowly pumps in and out of you. when you coat his cock with your fluids draining from your womb, grunting and whining and groaning, he shushes you and gives you a lovely hug.