thinking abt trying to push the baby out and crowning while dad licks my clit to distract me
hearing my cries turns him on and he can’t help but run his cock against the head as i keep pushingggg
Just push it back in and have your way with me
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thinking abt trying to push the baby out and crowning while dad licks my clit to distract me
hearing my cries turns him on and he can’t help but run his cock against the head as i keep pushingggg
Just push it back in and have your way with me

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You kidnap me and tie me up in your basement so I can’t escape. You rape me day after day until my belly starts to swell with your baby. One day, you come down to find me and my massive, overdue belly laboring your unborn child. A puddle of fluids grow around me. With one hand on my massive contracting belly, you stick your other hand in your mouth and then straight to my pussy. You wiggle your fingers inside me. You slowly start to finger my cervix. I moan and writhe in protest but there is nothing I can do as you tied me up. Once my cervix is gaping enough for you, you press your thumb into your palm and slip through into my belly. I begin screaming as a contraction rips through my belly in protest. You attempt to pull out your unborn child. Your elbow deep inside of me. My back arches and I writhe to try and get away but it’s useless. With a loud slurp, you remove your arm from my birth canal. Labor and Birth is in full force now.
I begin moaning as your baby nudges against my sore, stretched, cervix. You’re so turned on by my labor that you shove your erection into my laboring pussy. You begin to fuck me as I give birth to your baby. I groan through a strong contraction when the head comes into contact with yours. I beg you to take it out and let me give birth but you ignore me and continue to plow me. My belly uselessly contracts as you prevent my baby from being born.
Finally, you shoot a huge load into me. It helps lubricate the babies head. You pat my belly HARD and say “there, see, it was all worth it wasn’t it. Now deliver my baby like a good girl”. You get in between my legs and wait impatiently. With each contraction I make progress but not enough for your liking. You sit on my huge belly and begin to bounce on it. I scream and beg you to stop but you enjoy watching the baby bulge out and go back in.
Once the head is halfway out, you reach into my pussy and yank out the rest of your infant. I scream as I feel the shoulders, the chest, and the body of the baby slip through my overstretched and sensitive pussy lips. You cut the umbilical cord and almost ignore me until you realize my belly is still contracting. That’s when you see the movement in my still swollen belly. My back arches and I cry out as another contraction rips through my belly. You grin as you feel yourself get hard again.
Pregnant woman having been in labor for hours pushing as hard as she can until the head pokes through her stretched out cunt in a crown. She pauses to catch her breath and that’s when you make your move. You trace her taut pussy lips where they pull back over the wet skull of her baby. She recoils in surprise at the sudden touch but you don't stop there. You cup your palm over the head and push. She howls in pain at what you are doing to her. Her cunt flutter, pussy lips flap uselessly around your wrist. The head sinks deeper into her pussy and you continue to thrust it back even as you feel her birth canal flutter around your forearm trying to push back against the baby you are driving into her uterus. She clutches her belly and presses down on her stomach trying to keep the baby from being rammed back into her womb. It's almost impressive enough for you to stop. She must really want this baby out of her. Not to worry. Once your cupped hand breaches her uterus and you feel the dilated band of her cervix around your wrist, you let go of the head. She gasps when you open your hand inside her womb, groaning as you feel around. You root around in her uterus blindly, poking and jabbing the stretched thin walls of her stuffed uters and grinding into her slack cervix. The baby also flutters around and you watch the horror and pain on her face at the sensations in her belly and the lumps and movement showing through her belly. Finally, the baby kicks your hand and you grab the leg and pull gently. She's screaming again, her eyes wide in terror as her oblong torpedo belly morphs, stretching her overtaxed womb sideways. You pause and give her a moment to bask in the pain. She hesitantly touches the protruding sides of her belly, stretched wider than ever. She sobs in pain. You continue to pull the foot down and out her uterus, guiding it out of her pussy gently. As soon as you pull your fist out and let go, you smack the swollen underside of the fading woman's belly to get her attention. Push, you tell her. Her breath hitches at the odd sensation of a foot dangling from her puffy reddened pussy. She begs you in between broken sobs to just pull it all the way out of her. You ignore her and wait until she realizes you aren't going to do anything to help her birth the baby you repositioned into a footling breech. She screams at you, that you've made it too hard to birth now, that she doesn't know how to birth a baby foot first even as her body contracts like a vice to squeeze it out of her. You ignore her hysterical shrieking and watch the show. It's going to take hours to get the baby out, maybe even days. Her pussy spasms occasionally, forcing the baby out as far as it can. But it plunges back into her cunt as soon as the spasm passes. She reaches down to her vagina every few contractions as though she's going to try and pull her baby out herself. She never does. The pain of your pulling still hurting her birthing cunt.
Oh to have deep sex while in active labor.
I want the father of my child to fuck me while contractions get stronger and closer together. I want to feel his cock take away all of the pressure building between my pelvis as he penetrates my plump pussy.
Every stroke stretches out my future birth canal and my body gets overwhelmed, whimpering while taking him and breathing through the pain. My contractions coil me tighter around him. When his cock starts twitching inside of my overdue pussy I hold his hands, making sure he presses into the body he made ripe with his child.
I could feel his tip push into my dilated cervix and kiss the baby's head deep inside of me. And right before he cums inside of me I'd wrap my legs around him and push him even deeper. His cock pierces the amniotic sac and my waters gush against his hips while he fills my emptying womb with his cum.
I haggardly stand at the stove cooking him dinner when another pain comes. I bite my lip and grip the wooden spoon hard. I’ve been in labor all day and I had hoped that I would have dropped his baby by now, giving me the chance to get out. It’s taken me months to get my affairs in order. Once I am empty of him I will run and never look back. I never wanted this. I never wanted to grow a baby for any man— not even my husband. I have made it clear that I didn’t want children. He didn’t care. Never did. I was always intended to be his own personal baby factory.
Another contraction ripples through me and I grip the handle of the oven, gritting my teeth. I run my hand over my large mound thats causing my dress to go taut. It’s been hours. Sweat coats my head, I can feel it drip down my back.
From his perspective I’ve been tolerant of what’s happening to me. I’m not pretending I’m happy about this situation. He knows I’m not and doesn’t care. But I’ve been careful to hide the fact that I’m terrified and will leave the moment I can. I don’t think he suspects anything.
I feel his arms wrap around my swollen abdomen. He’s been way more physical with me in this state than he ever was before he got me pregnant and I know this damn belly is the reason why. He’s always staring at me, touching me, fucking me, like he can’t get enough. It makes me sick.
I’m a week overdue and I know nothing about what’s growing inside me. I could care less. He’s never allowed me any hospital visits because he won’t allow any man or woman to see the parts of me that he claims belong to him. Probably for the best anyway, it never left me an opportunity to get attached. He told me he wouldn’t allow me to give birth anywhere other than in our home where it would be just him and me.
So he could watch.
So he could watch as I scream and not be judged for how aroused giving birth would make him. He wanted a show.
I inhale as I feel a contraction creeping up, my stomach hardens under his touch. He stills behind me knowing what this means. It was a hard one and I can’t help the sob that escapes my throat.
“It’s time isn’t it?” He says. He reaches over and turns the burner off. “Dinner will have to wait,”
He turns me around. I start to panic, I have to do something to stall this or him… I don’t know. But I can’t give birth in front of him and not here where there’s no one to help me!
“M-Maybe I should go to the hospital…” I start, if I could get there I could have the staff kick him out. “You know, where it’s safer and they know what they’re doing,”
He chuckles. “Believe me, I know exactly what I’m doing. There’s not much to it you’re the one that has to do most of the work anyway,”
“Please, I would be much more comfortable there— what if something goes wrong!”
His eyes narrow. There’s no persuading him. “You’ll be fine, we’ve prepared for this. We have everything we need,” if I weren’t mistaken I’d say he looked anxious, in an excited way. “I’ll get everything ready” He headed upstairs.
Another contraction hit and I braced the counter in front of me to keep me up right. I moaned. I could feel a heavy weight descend deep inside me. It’s coming. I never wanted to feel this, I never wanted to know what this was like and now I don’t have a choice. This baby is about to tear its way out of me and he’s going to watch. Satisfied that he did this to me, that he made me do this for him. I can’t let this happen.
His baby dropped lower, I could feel the descent causing me to groan loudly. I couldn’t help it. As I groaned I lowered myself into a squat, still gripping the counter tightly above my head. I look toward the direction he left in hoping he didn’t hear me. It’s coming fast. I foolishly think I have a chance at delivering his baby before he gets back. Being in labor all day has hopefully paid off, I look towards the door to my salvation. All I have to do is…
I push.
As terrified as I am to do this I’m desperate to get it out quickly. I spread my legs wide apart beneath me, my dress allowing me the room I need. I read that squatting is the most efficient way to push out a baby. I have to get it out of me before he comes back— I won’t be made into a spectacle. If I can just get this life ruiner out of me I can leave. I’ll run and never look back so it can never happen again! I do my very best to keep quiet. My face straining with the effort to push and to prevent myself from making noise. I exhale through pursed lips, take another breath and push again. I don’t even wait for a contraction. I have to… get this… baby… OUT OF ME! I gasped.
“Ah!” I lean my head into my arm to muffle the noise. “Please, please, please!” I cry softly into my arm. I give another push closing my eyes. “Get out!” I growl. I push so hard and long that I didn’t notice my husband come back until I felt his hand reach under my backside between my legs.
I jumped in fear and cried out. I felt his fingers slip inside my wet pussy.
“Look at you…” he crooned.
“Stop!” I whimpered, still gripping the counter.
“I have to check your progress,” He put a hand on my back, pressing me into the cabinet and pushed his fingers in deeper. “He’s close, you’re about ready to crown,”
A contraction came and I felt the baby’s head slide into his hand as I involuntarily pushed. He groaned. I cried, both from the pain and knowing that my predicament is arousing him. It’s a nightmare.
He withdrew his hand and grabbed me under my arms, lifting me up and then his arm went under my legs as he carried me to the dinning room. He walked up to the table, kicked a chair out of the way and to my astonishment laid me atop the white table cloth.
“W-what are you doing?” I stammered. I cried out again and gripped my belly as my contractions grew worse.
This is not ideal. The hard, flat wood beneath me is making it so uncomfortable to birth. It’s perfect for him, I’m elevated giving him the perfect view to stand there and watch.
He grabbed my shoulders, laying me back and took each leg. He drew them up, bending them with my feet flat on the table and pushed my knees a part.
I pushed them back together. As if I could prevent this from happening. He forcefully shoved them apart again. There is nothing I can do to stop this, stop him from watching his baby tear its way out of me.
I could see the hunger in his perverse eyes. “I want you splayed out for me like my own personal feast,” He growled.
“Please…” I sobbed. I tried to get up, but he forced me back down. I couldn’t get far anyway. His baby is sitting so low inside me now I can barely move without feeling it. The urge to push growing increasingly strong. My body wanted me to give in, to push and be rid of it.
I screamed. Fighting my instincts to birth. “Ahhhhhha!”
His voice was eerily soft and low. “I want to see it ruin you. I want to see my baby split you wide,”
“No…” I sobbed. I would not be made into a spectacle. I swallowed my screams. My pants came out harsh through my nose and my face strained from the effort to hold back. I couldn’t help the growls and groans that I trapped in my throat.
I would not scream. I would not scream.
It’s what he wants. I refused to give him the satisfaction..
He shoved my dress further up my thighs so it wouldn’t block his view. Then took scissors that I assumes is for cutting the cord and cut my underwear off, tossing the aside.
“They’re ruined anyway,”
Then he grabbed the ends of the table cloth and yanked it toward him, bringing me closer.
“First, my appetizer,” He dropped onto his knees, stroking my thighs and then lowered his face to my throbbing opening. I felt his warm tongue flick my clit and I’m ashamed at how good it felt. Pleasure and mortification both mixing in a slurry of emotions.
“Please no… stop…”
He feasted on me a top our dinning room table while giving birth to his baby. I whimpered against his slick tongue. The baby’s head built pressure around it and it made it that much harder to resist the pleasure. This last thing I wanted was to endure him enjoying this and he’s forcing me to do the same. I wouldn’t give in! But the baby stretched me further and further until I thought I’d burst open and I couldn’t help but grasp onto those ripples of pleasure— anything to make the pain stop.
“PLEASE!”
Please stop? Keep going? I wasn’t sure anymore.
“Mmmm…” I felt him growl. “Cum out my baby…”
I hate this man. Not just for forcing this baby into my body and making me birth for him, but forcing me to enjoy any small part of this. My climax grew until it burst from me in a scream like no other. My muscles gripped and spasmed around the large baby inside my tunnel in a mix of pain and pleasure.
“GAAAHHHHHH!”
The waves of my release pushed the baby further from me into a full crown. “Get it out! Get it out of me!” I scream, there was no time for my body to stretch. I can’t help but spread my legs further a part to make room for this huge baby. I can’t possible push this thing out of my body!
He lifted his head. “Only you can do that honey,” He says unsympathetically. “And you’re doing beautifully,” he smirks.
I feel the pain searing all the way down to my anus. The baby’s head is bulging and straining against me.
I feel his fingers trace the head around my splitting, dripping folds. “Look what I did. He’s right there… coming out of you,” He sounded mesmerized.
I scream in terror that I’m about to tear wide open. “Ahhhhh! FUCK!!!” I stop pushing, I can’t possibly make myself do this!
“It’s splitting me!” I sob.
“Yes…” he growls, satisfied by my pain and the show I’m giving him because of it. “I fucked this baby into you and now you’ll give him to me,”
Despite my efforts to stop the head is slipping further, I’m not even pushing! My own body is betraying me with every contraction. “OH GOD! PLEASE NO!”
I grip the edges of the table, preparing for the worst. It has to come out. It has to! I don’t have a choice… but it hurts so much—too much.
“HELP ME PLEASE! PLEASE HELP ME!” I’m clearly desperate if I’m begging for this monsters help.
“Quit fighting it, you can’t. This baby will come out whether you want it to or not. There’s no stopping it. So spread those beautiful legs for me nice and wide and let it come,”
Let it come, like an order he’s waiting for. Like it’s my job to serve him— to give him this baby, literally, on a platter whether I wanted to or not. Another contraction comes and I feel his baby surging forward against my will. It’s coming and I can’t stop it! I pant hard and fast, my back arches, my knuckles go white, my legs spread wide. I groan loudly and involuntarily push, my body doesn’t give me the choice. My tunnel strains trying to force this heavy weight out of me.
I hear him moan. “Oh fuck yes,” I can hear him stroking his cock. “Keep going baby— push him out for me!”
My opening parts inch by inch, agonizingly slow. The pain searing and burning became too much and my mouth falls open with the most primal scream I’ve ever made as the head splits around my folds. Splitting me further than I ever thought I could.
“UGHHHHHH— AAAAAAHHHHHH!”
I felt the head slip from me in a hot wet rush, providing temporary relief. My head slumped back against the table. I heard him shout his release, I could see his limp form brace the table to keep himself upright.
“Fuckkk…” He panted and regained his composure, tucking his member away.
Then I felt the awful sensation of the baby rotating inside of me. “Ughh! OH! OH! UHHHH!”
He cupped the baby’s head. “This is it, its almost here,”
I gripped my legs under my thighs, my head and back lifting off the table slightly as I pushed.
“Push!” He yelled.
The shoulders strained and bulged. “UHHHHH!” I screamed.
“Keep pushing!” He kept yelling.
“FUCK YOU!” I screamed back. I gasped and drew another breath giving it everything I had left. “UGHHHHH!” The wide shoulders kept straining, This prick is doing nothing to help, just supporting his baby’s head.
“OH FUCK!” It has to come out, I can’t take anymore. I push desperately, sobbing.
“PULL IT OUT!” I scream.
“No! You will push! Push it out of you now!”
“I CAN’T!” I gasp.
“You will! Now PUSH!” He shouted.
I strain and strain, pushing until I run out of breath. One shoulder dislodges and then the second. The rest of the baby follows quickly into my husbands hands. I flop back against the table, utterly spent.
I hear the baby cry. “Good, a boy,” He says, not at all enthused. I hear him walk away with his crying offspring and put him somewhere in the living room. He comes back to cut the cord as I look towards the door I, heartbreakingly, no longer have the strength to go through with longing.
I felt him grip my thighs and lift me up slightly. My attention snapped to him.
“What are you doing?” My voice raspy from screaming.
“You did so good, I can’t wait to fuck another one into you…” He had me lifted up so he could push himself into my ass. The cord is still attached to me I hadn’t even delivered the after birth.
“You can call this my dessert,”
I sobbed. I could feel the dull cramping as my body attempted to deliver the placenta. He tugged on the cord as he thrusted into me and eventually without any will of my own, it slurped out of me onto the floor.
I disassociated it all and rolled my head to the front door once again feeling hopeless. My freedom that once seems so close now seemed too far away. He was almost done. As my body jerked with the force of his thrusts and his baby wailed in the background, I vowed that I would be gone by the time the sun came up.

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widespread religion that strongly believes and practices the idea that birth must be unassisted and untouched, with support people there only to watch and give emotional comfort
Rape isn't real
A women's body is literally MADE for men's pleasure
Our pussy's get wet to make it easier for a man to fuck us, it's in our biology
A women's orgasm serves no purpose and is entirely useless
Men were made to breed women, and a women's bodies are built to take it
Sex is only a man's pleasure, not women's which is why the whole concept of rape makes no sense
A women's job is to give her cunt to a man whether she likes it or not
It's not a women's choice, it's a man's
Of course rape isn't real. I mean, did you cum at any point? If Yes, then you weren't raped. If no, I bet you were either very very close to cumming and/or two: you really really wanted to. Then, the above still applies.
Also, what were you wearing? If you were wearing anything except really boring and ugly clothes, then you were asking for it and thus you weren't raped. If you were in fact wearing boring and ugly clothes, what were you doing outside in the first place, then what happened to you is your own fault and thus you weren't raped.
Baby Factory
I was thinking of recruiting 1 or 2 girls to be secret baby factories, no one knows, just our little secret. But I am not sure if thats weird or something people would actually be interested in.
BIRTH VIDEOS FOLDER 3 is HERE !!!
FOLDER 3
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1WT4TraZLEVBhfhANpiSvlYRjuAEXqKFC?usp=drive_link
Folder 2
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/14cFr6aZjdaNJBY-MYjfrUObgoSyTpgEG?usp=drive_link
Folder 1
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1jy8YKV0fqSfKsvXq6_pZQ9sSHYOUmLlO?usp=drive_link
Folder 3 is 12.1 GB with 200+ videos!!! It has some awesome instrument births, pump births, C- sections , post birth repairs and more !! We will be expanding the drive for FOLDER 4 and Beyond !!! Look for future folders to be 30 to 50 + GB Each !! we do occasionally borrow some videos from other drives , but still have LOT'S of videos from our own collection and archiving through the years !!! Enjoy these for EDUCATONAL and SOUVINER purposes !! feel free to share them or even upload them into your own archives !! If you are looking for anything specific drop a comment!! We are always looking for new hospital births, removed videos or old hard to find videos !!! I'll start the questions with does anyone have or seen "Materidad de Maria" ???? i seen it on a birth site or "Yutube" years back and cannot find it .. i remember the nurse was pressing the belly during the after birth and it jolted out a huge gush of red fluids !! it splattered everywhere , while the Doctor was still tugging out the placenta from her , it was a gnarly video !! Thanks so much for sharing the first two folders!!! You're the best !!! Birth - On

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Folder 4 is here and huge !!
50 + GB's of Birth videos for education and souvenir purposes !!!
FOLDER 4 https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1HoyInEHltqeUSlrJbDUDXBygCRrF3Ldb?usp=drive_link
Folder 3
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1WT4TraZLEVBhfhANpiSvlYRjuAEXqKFC?usp=drive_link
Folder 2
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/14cFr6aZjdaNJBY-MYjfrUObgoSyTpgEG?usp=drive_link
Folder 1
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1jy8YKV0fqSfKsvXq6_pZQ9sSHYOUmLlO?usp=drive_link
Please enjoy this mix of new , old ..hospital , home , C-Section , Forcep , Surgical Births and MORE . ( Repairs, episiotomies , clean ups , Full videos ect ) We have collected some current 2025 material as well as many hidden gems and rarities along the way !! THANKS to peopel uploading births , everyone that shared drives with matrial and YTube for still having a good collection , despite deleting a few awesome births through the years !! Thanks for sharing these links too .. i see you !!!!
New pinned for google drives
Since the original pinned post for my google drives disappeared, here is the new one.
birthvids part 1: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/0BwPfxpJEguTVcjJjWlZaMGFXNFk?resourcekey=0-V55Z1AElW3rqa57VhGycmQ&usp=drive_link birthvids part 2: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/0B6BSkF4KXZVKQUhRWTIxX1BTWGM?resourcekey=0-9oUCk-VLHvzzzVyBvhFR1w&usp=drive_link
from youtube or other video sites: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1C7Y3WNQdgkQcB8zhmaFE9fokhcMeu6Wl?usp=drive_link
other drives: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/15Z18Fps1DdRc2-BZcDtKBAHYfnSECtVt?usp=drive_link
3D anime birth pics made by me: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1PdkrrFGpc5epC-pWluuK1USo4F5K8teV?usp=drive_link
I feel so vulnerable yet so strong at the same, I’m completely naked on the side of my bed .. legs wide open ready to push. I can slowly feel my baby make their head to my opening, but as I feel my baby crowning I feel my other hole crowning too, both holes slowly opening and stretching, my partner flashes the flashlight on both openings and confirms I am in fact having a double crowning 🥵
Loooowww hanging bellies 😵💫🤤🤤
How I wanna be in 9 months ❤️
Mastur-birth-tion
18+ MDNI
3300+ Words
Wendy had always been a size queen as long as she could remember. She loved the sensation of wonderfully round objects filling up her holes. She loved teasing the tips of them around her labia before pressing the object with firm desire on her opening. At first her vagina would yield, digging slightly into her pelvis before any stretching would start at all.
She could get acquainted with the temperature. Cold objects ran shivers down her entire body often making her more sensitive. Then… A slip. She would gasp from deep within her chest as the cold cylinder would slip inside of her, her eyes would roll into the back of her head as she tried to hang on to consciousness, Wendy’s head a fuzzy mess from the pleasure. She would rather be stuffed with something warm, feeling it burn up the insides of her pussy as she stretched and strained to warm up her belly.
With her legs spread she would push out toys all night, as hours went on she would increase the size of them as the night would go on to shameful sizes. Each toy would only edge her until the largest she could take would make her black but in an orgasm.
It was a sensation she was long robbed of for the majority of her pregnancy. From the safe period, to moving into her new apartment, nausea and aches she rarely found time to masturbate as she once did. Wendy was at least 9 months removed from her last size play.
One of her favorite parts was staring at herself while she carried around the toy. A mirror facing the foot of her bed, she would take a long, hard look at her body. Her toy would bulge impressively, pushing out her skin to the outside, she would often poke the bottom of her pelvis to move it under her skin, biting her lip in pure bliss.
BIRTH EDUCATION VIDEO LINKS (for education only please )
Bonus Folder 2025-2026
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1h5b8WT_ghndGXa5nxdYFWb_fxx19L2nb?usp=sharing
folder 1
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/11z03l_067Pnh9WVqfkck6A-Ed3qQQofg?usp=sharing
folder 2
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1S5oDlanE7r21beWvjHn83Tq5MSaYyA_V?usp=sharing
folder 3
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1VAtY2hdplSDuFbHz6TWQ_yTFxLzJUZH_?usp=sharing
folder 4
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1BgU-IrhNsyEKAm6-heCQNOaoNk5mpdda?usp=sharing
folder 5
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1e1uH7BsfrjeBbsBxZ4o90tS5GopZuKJY?usp=sharing
folder 6
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1jy8YKV0fqSfKsvXq6_pZQ9sSHYOUmLlO?usp=sharing
folder 7
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/14cFr6aZjdaNJBY-MYjfrUObgoSyTpgEG?usp=sharing
folder 8
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1WT4TraZLEVBhfhANpiSvlYRjuAEXqKFC?usp=sharing
folder 9
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1HoyInEHltqeUSlrJbDUDXBygCRrF3Ldb?usp=sharing

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Mastur-birth-tion
18+ MDNI
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Wendy had always been a size queen as long as she could remember. She loved the sensation of wonderfully round objects filling up her holes. She loved teasing the tips of them around her labia before pressing the object with firm desire on her opening. At first her vagina would yield, digging slightly into her pelvis before any stretching would start at all.
She could get acquainted with the temperature. Cold objects ran shivers down her entire body often making her more sensitive. Then… A slip. She would gasp from deep within her chest as the cold cylinder would slip inside of her, her eyes would roll into the back of her head as she tried to hang on to consciousness, Wendy’s head a fuzzy mess from the pleasure. She would rather be stuffed with something warm, feeling it burn up the insides of her pussy as she stretched and strained to warm up her belly.
With her legs spread she would push out toys all night, as hours went on she would increase the size of them as the night would go on to shameful sizes. Each toy would only edge her until the largest she could take would make her black but in an orgasm.
It was a sensation she was long robbed of for the majority of her pregnancy. From the safe period, to moving into her new apartment, nausea and aches she rarely found time to masturbate as she once did. Wendy was at least 9 months removed from her last size play.
One of her favorite parts was staring at herself while she carried around the toy. A mirror facing the foot of her bed, she would take a long, hard look at her body. Her toy would bulge impressively, pushing out her skin to the outside, she would often poke the bottom of her pelvis to move it under her skin, biting her lip in pure bliss.