Horny A F!!

Gigi's flowy sundress already made it really easy for people to see her bump anyway, but the pull drove home how big she was. She only tugged her dress back a bit to outline the full sphere of her belly. She and her husband made big babies and this one certainly proved it. Gigi's stomach was incredibly ball-like, filling up the entire space of her body between the bottom of her breasts and the top of her hips. Even with her stomach dropping these past few weeks it looked huge on her.

Jay snapped a few pictures, some while she was sitting and a few side profile, standing photos. A contraction wrapped itself around her stomach and back, making her belly tense beneath her palm.

Jay saw an opportunity. "Get into a squat and pull up your dress just enough to see your pussy. Rub your belly too." 

Gigi got down and pulled her dress up. She didn't wear panties so her moistened vagina was exposed to the camera already. As she pulled up her dress she grazed up against her clit and trembled, trying to stifle a moan. 

"That's it babe, you're doing great," Jay snapped more pictures when her face contorted with the sensation of her sensitive clit. Gigi could see Jay's pants begin to tent outward. This always happened when he took pictures for her. Jay was sexually insatiable throughout all of her pregnancies to the point where they'd even done it in their car after a shopping trip and once in a family bathroom.

"All right, now slowly move your skirt over your belly," he instructed with lust in his eyes. 

Gigi slowly pulled her skirt up over her bump. Her stomach was super smooth and tight, a sizable kick hitting the side of her stomach at the same time. Her belly button was only a tiny dimple in her otherwise perfectly smooth sphere. As she pulled up her skirt she traced the dark line that went through her belly as sensually as possible. 

"Good, good, now massage your boobs for a bit." 

Gigi tucked the skirt underneath her milk filled breasts and then clutched one in her palms. A soft moan came from her mouth as the fabric rubbed up against her sensitive nipples. Her own desire went ahead of Jay's instruction; she peeled the rest of her dress over and off of her. Her strained and milk filled breasts dropped on top of her belly as she tossed her dress to the side. 

Gigi's tits were incredibly firm and large, taking both in her hands felt like she was grasping footballs. She took her saucer like areolas and dark nipples in between her finger tips. Gigi moaned as translucent liquid dripped from them to her belly. Gigi then rubbed the milk into her bump like it was lotion, her baby kicking at her hand as she made the motions. Jay continued to trigger the camera's shutter through this, barely able to contain himself while seeing his wife like this. 

Jay gulped hard. "Do you uh, wanna do other positions now?" 

"Mmm, yeah," Gigi said, still taken by her own body. 

After taking a few more nude poses showing off her stretched under belly and leaking tits. Gigi felt a familiar pressure build in her cervix. She could feel her waters waiting to burst and got up from her position on the floor to approach Jay.

"Babe, I want you to break my water," Gigi put her palm on the bulge of Jay's pants and got onto her tiptoes to whisper in his ear, pressing her laboring bump onto his body. "Film yourself fucking me into stronger labor, I need it." 

Jay's eyes flashed with lust and immediately switched the camera into recording mode. Gigi lowered her pregnant form to the floor again and spread her legs as Jay shifted the camera angle and took off his pants. 

Once Jay finished getting just the right angle, he let the tip of his cock graze the lips of her pussy. She moaned as her clit was rubbed by his eager dick. 

"You want me to pop you?" Jay asked, continuing to tease her clit. "You wanna pop on my dick my little breeder babe?" 

"Oh yes, please, force me to give birth to another of your babies," Gigi said, rubbing from her dimpled navel to her aching underbelly. 

Jay slowly moved his dick into her tight pussy. A contraction made her canal tighten around his cock. Gigi made an open mouthed moan as her husband made her feel so much fuller. The full feeling in her canal is what made her love pregnant sex and birth so much, just the the feeling of being stuffed was so euphoric. The contraction intensified. She always wanted Jay to fuck her while she was in the midst of labor and now she could without their family helicoptering over her like she was in imminent danger. She wished she could see their faces react to her overdue pregnant body, preparing to push out a huge baby, get fucked by her husband. 

Jay started moving faster  and faster, the tip of his dick bulging. His breath increased in pace. The pressure built as Jay kept thrusting into her pussy. He put his hand on her belly, rubbing circles around her belly button and gripping the taut flesh underneath his palms. She loved the feeling of his hands on her bump, claiming what is his, what he did to her body. It made her pussy crave his cum more. Even when they would go to bed, Jay wrapping his arms around her pregnant swell would make her clit ache for pleasure. 

"Babe, move faster, I need your cum before I break," the pressure in Gigi's cervix had peaked with her need to orgasm. 

Jay picked up his speed and moved the camera to get a view of his cock going in and out of her pussy. Jay grunted and Gigi felt his dick tremble as her canal contracted like it was trying to milk the cum from him. Gigi's belly went hard and she arched her back, making Jay go deeper into her. Jay thrusted hard with finality and came deep inside, splashing hot cum onto her cervix. 

Gigi's body trembled with orgasm and an intense contraction, her mouth wide in a moan of ecstasy. Then the pressure that had been building released. First a squirt, then a gush, fluid splattered on Jay's crotch. Gigi's stomach quivered with relief of both pressure and orgasm. 

"Oooooh, babe, that felt so good," Gigi closed her eyes and let the feeling wash over her. She rubbed the sides of her belly while it continued to contract. Jay bent down and planted a kiss right on her belly button before removing his still hard cock and getting the camera to take pictures of the cum leaking from her laboring pussy. 

From there, labor progressed faster, but Gigi continued to feel nothing but pleasure. With every pregnancy her laboring had gotten a little shorter. She remembered being in labor with her first for a total of 30 hours. She'd only been in labor for 2 hours before getting to the studio for this one. It saddened Gigi that she couldn't have a longer labor, but she made sure she enjoyed it as much as she could. The head of her baby was just making its way into her birth canal as Jay took photos of her on her hands and knees, letting her big belly hang down and graze the floor. She currently had a vibrator to her clit, and while the ingrained desire to push wasn't lost to her, she desired to cum again more. Her stomach contracted in on her as the vibrations started to overstimulate her. She sucked in air while she instinctively bore down on her baby and moaned as she started cumming. The baby quickly started to bulge her pussy. 

"Oooh, Jay, the baby is coming now," she turned off the vibrator and turned her bulging pussy toward the camera. She angled her ass upward, only letting the bottom of her belly and pussy be seen.

"You're doing great, babe, just like that," Jay snapped a few more photos.

The angle wasn't good for birth and made the baby recede a bit, but that was fine. Gigi loved how full her pussy felt with her big baby. Her breath started to become a wispy moan yet again as the baby slowly continued to bulge out with her pushes. 

Gigi got off her knees and laid on her side, bringing up one of her legs to her abdomen and holding it there with one of her hands. The baby started moving faster through her and spreading the lips of her pussy. Only the shutter of the camera and her groans echoed through the studio. Gigi used her free hand to rub her clit. The sensation was euphoric. She threw her head back as she approached another orgasm and her baby's huge head reached a full crown. The ring of fire was the most pleasurable part of birth for Gigi. She panted faster and faster as it continued to burn and her canal contracted onto her baby's body.

"Oh god, this feels so fucking GOOD!" She yelled just as the baby's head came out with a gush of fluid. She quickly checked for a cord and went back to flicking her clit. The shoulders spread her wide again and with a pitched, sensual scream, slid out of her throbbing lips as she came. 

Gigi gasped as the rest of the baby slid out on the floor. She bent forward, picked up the baby, a girl, and started rubbing its back. After a few seconds it let out a healthy wail. Jay took a couple more photos of the scene before rushing over to his wife and newborn. 

Gigi loved holding her new baby, but the immediate emptiness of her belly left her wanting. She wanted a longer labor and a bigger belly next time. 

"How about we do baby number 5 and 6 at the same time?" Gigi said as she brought their mewling newborn to her leaky breasts. 

Time passed at a slow crawl. You're not entirely sure how much, but it felt like eternity . Your life at this moment is consumed by a cycle of debilitating pain and desperate breathing. The contractions are on top of each other and at their maximum intensity. Your stomach is visibly contorted around the womb of your babies. But what's worse is that you feel something truly massive forcing your hips impossibly wide and making your cervix cry out to you in pain.

It's coming, the first baby is coming.

The primal urge to bear down jumps on you suddenly. You take a bit of cloth off your night stand and bite down. You draw your legs back, framing your red, sweat covered belly. You grip your thighs tightly…and push.

Your entire body quakes when you give in to the first urge. The pain in your hole makes you scream into the rag. Your misshapen belly shrinks, the head pulls open the way to your canal. Your eyes bulge out when your hips strain to contain your first baby. Your body quakes against the alien feeling.

The contraction ceases and you're left with the feeling of a huge stone keeping your legs spread. You massage your hips and underbelly, but it's no use . The pressure is maddening to the point you consider pushing without contractions. You drag in heaps of air before your back tightens and your midriff hardens.

As your canal fills with a baby, your stomach heaves and your mouth gapes in the agonizing interim. You can't even attempt to close your legs or move your hips without sending pain through your lower half.

Again and again, streaks of contractions crash into your body and then leave you . Each one pushes the baby only slightly towards exit.

The cycle of quick contractions and pained waiting finally grants you a sense progress as your labia begins to contour around the head. The crowning phase. You've heard others in the concubines court speak of this phase. They all call it torture.

You bear down and a slight teardrop-like slit opens and the base of your vagina bowls outward with the head. You scream into your rag and clench your fists around your sheets as the burn encompasses your lower half. The Emperor may have bred your fertile body too well. You can't spread your hips anymore, your back doesn't respond to your counterpressure, no contraction is strong enough to make this process any faster.

The baby is massive. So big in fact that you're not sure you're having twins anymore. A twin baby would be much easier, faster than this surely. It's too big to have possibly been sharing space with another babe. Another contraction comes, you push. The small slit of a crown opens but once the contraction and your force ebbs away, the slit closes to just a narrow opening once more.

Another cycle begins. The head continues to recede after each push no matter the strength and your a left with the sanity testing burn teasing your vagina. Exhaustion is setting, your breaths becoming more of struggle to control. In a moment of 'rest' you remember how it felt to have the baby sit heavily in your hips when you'd stand, how it felt like it would just move on its own.

You tiredly struggle to get off your back and on your knees. Instantly an increase in pressure assails. You raise yourself up oand grip the headboard with white knuckles, gravity forces the lips of your crotch to open around the massive head. You cry out, your back arches, your fattened lips bulge wider than ever before. The weight of your baby obscenely large baby is doing exactly what you thought.

But you're not prepared. The baby didn't give you time to stretch beyond a small slit causing it to turn the burn into blaze of a crown. Your hand shoots to the growing crown in an attempt to slow the progress. You sputter at being in an even worse state than before.

Then your body contracts and betrayed by your instincts you push with it. All your body knows is that you need to get the Emperor's heir out. You push against your hands restraint, fluids dripping around your fingers.

Your mouth opens wide in an airy scream and your eyes roll back as the myriad of sensations overwhelm you. You need them out, but you have no help, no one to tell you've stretched enough, no one but yourself to say that you won't tear. You make the head slowly open you against the pressure and your strong pushes. Every one weakening your resolve, forcing you to slowly ignore the fear.

The room echoes with a hoarse growl that doesn't even sound like it came from your throat. A huge pop and gush of fluids hits your bed. The large head now hangs between your stained, quaking thighs. Your body shakes at the sudden release of pressure but you know it's not over. The shoulders. You try to control yourself, but it's been too long. The lips of your crotch spread open around broad shoulders. Your counter pressure is useless against your own body and gravity. The blaze turns into consistent bolts pain as it opens you beyond your limit.

Then a contraction takes your body and your mind, making you ease your grip on the crown just enough.

Your entire body seizes in a final effort. The shoulders and arms pop out. Your belly deflates completely into an empty rounded mound as the body of your massive baby hits the bed between your legs. With the last vestiges of strength you keep yourself from collapsing on to the bed yourself. You pant loudly and reach down to pick up the Emperor's gift. The touch of its parent quickens it and the room echoes with its strong cries. The stinging and throbbing in your crotch doesn't subside. You'd worry about it later.

You ease yourself down to the bed with your baby in your hands and bunch up the sheets to your stinging crotch. Right now, you can only think about how you need to get ready for court and take your place as the Emperor's favorite.

~~~

You look quite beautiful, but everyone is taken by the massive, energetically cooing baby in your arms. The Emperor grins at you widely and lustfully. It was unsubtle, but only a few of his concubines were smart enough to trace his expression instead of the spectacle you offered. The power had shifted with your entrance.