#hyper pregnany

ooo I love the sound of that, someone who's belly is so huge it can't properly contract because his stomach muscles are stretched so thin over his swollen brood. When he's in labor and his tummy contracts, they're too weak to push the baby out, but just as painful. He bares down as hard as he can, screaming as he struggles to force the giant mass out, but no matter what he does it won't be enough.

He needs someone to help him push in order to give birth, but what if no one's around? Maybe he's been shunned and left alone due to his pregnancy, or maybe his partner is just way and can't make it back for a few more days, either way, with no one there, he'll be stuck in labor until someone (hopefully) finds him. As he suffers through his painful, fruitless labor, he becomes more and more desperate. His useless contractions don't stop, and his body is becoming exhausted from screaming and pushing for hours.

He tries everything he can think of to help progress his labor, changing positions, walking around, trying to shove the baby down by pushing the top of his tummy with his hands, but nothing works. Eventually he tries other methods out of desperation. He tries squeezing his belly with a makeshift rope of bed sheets, leaning over counters and tables hoping his body weight will add enough pressure, even trying to place heavy objects on top to create enough force.

Finally he feels something shift, and the baby slowly begins to inch its way out, stretching his body impossibly wide as it slides through him, making him moan and cry in pain. The stretch feels unbearable, but after days of fruitless efforts, he's just happy to finally be making progress. It doesn't last long however, because as soon as it begins to bulge at his hole, the baby comes to a complete stop. He screams and strains and pushes with what little strength he has left, but it's not enough to even come to a crown. He needs more pressure on his belly to help force it over the edge, but to his horror, he's stuck beneath the weights in such an awkward position, he can no longer move.

Having the baby shift sizes while he's giving birth would be so good, it keeps growing and shrinking rapidly while he's trying to push it out, making his labor so much longer and more painful than normal.

It's constantly changing shape, stretching him wider than his body was ever meant to stretch and getting stuck when it shifts into something huge. He screams and cries, thrashing in pain as he bucks his hips wildly in an attempt to dislodge the massive head, trembling under his towering belly and begging his baby to shrink before it breaks him. When it finally does shrink, he pushes frantically, not even waiting for contractions because he desperately needs to make as much progress as he can while the baby is small enough to be pushed out.

His labor drags on for hours, constantly bouncing back between non stop pushing when it's small and feeling like its about to split him in half and getting stuck when it's too big. He never knows how long each phase will be, he could have only minutes to push and hours of torture stretching around a creature with the head the size of a watermelon, or vice versa. His labor could last days if the baby decides to shift too big too much, leaving him exhausted and barely conscious by the time he manages to get it out.

He feels it slip out with one last push and collapses back in relief, thinking he's finally done, but suddenly his tummy jumps up, swelling right back up until he's even bigger than he started. He screams in pain, watching his belly in horror as it squirms and bounces with movement. It turns out that because shape shifting babies are always changing and shifting sizes, it's nearly impossible to figure out how many there really are. What he though was one baby constantly shrinking and growing could have actually been twins, triplets, or more.

(idk but when I came up with this idea it somewhat reminded me of Theo lol)

Omg I kind of forgot about my oc Theo, maybe I should draw him again, I think it’s been years since I used him lol

So humans are, comparatively, quite premature when we are born! That is to say that human babies are relatively underdeveloped (can’t see or hear very well, very few instincts, poor motor functions for the first few years, etc). So just imagine a fantasy or scifi world in which a human gets pregnant with a child from a species that isn’t quite so underdeveloped.

Maybe his partner is human looking enough/humanoid, but his species isn’t born until they are developed enough to walk. Meaning that the human man has to carry a baby with a two year gestational period that weighs 30 pounds when it’s born and is strong enough in the womb to kick and punch with some force behind it. Maybe the gestational period ends up being the same as a human but the size and development of the partner. You could even have some fun the other way around, a normal sized pregnancy but you stay pregnant for five years, getting more and more uncomfortable.

I love thinking about different gestation periods, humans mixing with aliens or monsters and getting knocked up without knowing how long they're going to be pregnant or how many they're going to end up having. Growing something that takes years and always produces multiples, getting stuck with a belly full of young that are constantly kicking and squirming around with enough power to throw him to the ground if he's not careful.

bonus if they’re forced into labor but when they don’t tell the enemies what they wanna hear the baby/babies get even bigger, forcing them to struggle harder pushing them out

It's a costume party and hes kinda put off getting one till last minute so he finds himself looking around at the mall ends up walking into a Suspicious Costume Shop tm.

They have a "Daddy Time" costume that is cheap, on theme, and a little saucy. (Eg it makes the concept of Father Time look like a DILF) so he buys it. Kinda wierd that it's not a couples set tho after all isnt it supposed to be Father Time and Baby New Year?

Later on at the party hes enjoying himself and having a good time when he notices that the shirt of the costume isnt closing all the way. He goes to fix it only to find a firm small curve to his belly. Hes puzzling over it when the clock chimes to 11pm and the belly gurgles and surges forward 5 inches.

Over the next hr he grows more and more desperately as his womb rapidly grows fuller and fuller. He begins leaking milk around 11:45 and in the last 5 mins his water breaks. Time seems to slow as the final count down approaches and hes in full on labor. It's only when he notices everyone frozen in mid-party that he realizes.. hes birthing the Baby New Year. And he has no one to help him until its out.

(Bonus bonus concept. It's the beginning of a decade and our poor victim swells past octomon sizes as he realizes in horror that he must birth the entire decade.)