#multiples pregnancy

-x-

Mithrax lays in his clutch bed with his husbands. Since the Witness had died, a new peace had fallen over the Last City and he enjoyed his life as the Kell of his House.

Mithrax was a bearer. In Eliksni society, there were men, there were women and then there were bearers. Those who could bear the clutches of the future. For every two hundred males and females there was one bearer.

When a bearer became pregnant, upon conception their bodies would swell, enveloping their limbs until only their paws protruded from their spherical torsos, becoming pregnant with clutches of between twelve to fourteen pups a pregnancy.

He lays there naked with his husbands, and Arjax paws Mithrax's breast.

"You would look so good pregnant again, elikskaya." Arjax murmurs. Down at Mithrax's birthing slit, Ajaksi has one of his digits twirling around inside him and Mithrax whimpers.

"I cannot." Mithrax huffs. "I am already a mother to Eido and her siblings, and I have responsibilities." He thinks about his previous pregnancies. Eliksni bearers were kept pregnant back-to-back, though he had stopped after… after Eramis. That pregnancy had been tough, held captive during all four of his trimesters until his husbands had rescued him.

"You are afraid to be vulnerable again kaya." Phyjin says and Mithrax looks over at his tallest husband.

"Can you blame me?" He asks in a small voice.

"Not at all." Phyjin shakes his head, chittering. "But we miss caring for you. We miss watching you float bare in the birthing pools. Eido has not seen you pregnant since she was very young."

"Did she say something?" Mithrax asks curiously.

"She… misses having younglings in the tribe." Phyjin chitters. "She asks me and us other fathers when there'll be little lights filling the sector again."

Mithrax thinks. To be pregnant again would be to be barely able to waddle under his own power, to be naked and spherical for four trimesters, relying on his husbands to roll him everywhere.

He stands, swaying his way carefully through his mates as they paw at his bare flesh. "I must speak with our daughter." He murmurs softly.

\-x-

He finds Eido playing with some of the younger members of House Light out by the monument and he chuckles at the sight.

"Eido, daughter, come." He beckons and Eido looks over.

"Mother! Come look, the children have painted a mural of our home!" She drags Mithrax over and together they look, a mural of the sector below the Machine God and Mithrax chuckles.

"It is beautiful, Eido." He says, considering his next words. "Your fathers… tell me you wish I were pregnant again."

Eido slows, an Ether-tinged cyan blush covering her cheeks. "I'm sorry Mother, it was just something I said in passing."

"Do not apologise, Eido." Mithrax says softly, laying his paws on his daughter's shoulders. "It is just a surprise."

Eido chitters, hugging her mother. "Did you? Think about it I mean?"

"Consider this me thinking of it." Mithrax says. "Convince me."

Eido looks around at the children, at some of the parents sitting around smoking Ether and watching the children as they worked. "We're finally peaceful, Mama. The Machine God is bound to III now, and fathers can take on your responsibilities when you're ripe once more."

Mithrax chuckles. "You call me ripe like fruit, Eido."

"The metaphor works Mama." Eido defends. "But seriously. You feel it. Whenever you have a heat and hide away, my fathers are in pain because they cannot touch you. They feel you hurting and want to fix it. We love you, Mama."

Mithrax's heart feels like it's about to burst from his ribs, and he hugs Eido tight. "If you think so… I will tell the Vanguard."

Eido gasps. "Can I come with? It has been so long since I have seen Auntie Ikora and Uncle Zavala."

Mithrax chuckles. "Of course elikshimi."

\-x-

The trek up to the Tower is long, but both Eido and Mithrax are in high spirits. Eido had bought them hot chocolates from a nearby store, the Dawning fast approaching and Mithrax sips gently.

"How do you think they will react when we tell them of my biology?" Mithrax teases his daughter.

"I think with everything we've dealt with, it'll barely register on the scale." Eido giggles.

They find Ikora and Zavala down by Ikora's balcony. In the months since Zavala's retirement from the Vanguard, the married couple spent as much time together as they could.

"Eido, Mithraks-kell, what a surprise." Ikora greets warmly.

"A pleasant one though." Zavala stands as he greets them, hugging Eido. "What can we do for the Eliksni today?"

Mithrax and Eido sit, and Zavala and Ikora take their places opposite them.

"My husbands and I have been talking." Mithrax chitters softly. "In Eliksni culture, there are three gender designations. Male, female and bearers. Bearers are the makers of the clutches, the ones who become pregnant. I am a bearer."

Ikora pulls out a notebook. Eliksni kept their biology close to them, so having one share something like this was huge. "And why tell us now, Mithrax?"

"Mother's going to be pregnant again!" Eido announces cheerfully. Ikora and Zavala look between each other.

"That's wonderful, Mithrax! It'll be lovely to have a new baby around." Ikora leans over to hug Mithrax, who returns it.

"It won't just be one pup, Ikora-kell." Mithrax chuckles. "We have clutches."

Ikora and Zavala quiet down. "Clutches, Mithrax?" Zavala asks.

"When a bearer becomes pregnant, their bodies swell at conception. Our torsos balloon, swallowing our limbs until only our paws and our heads remain, unable to wear clothing from that point on." Mithrax explains and Ikora gasps.

"You'll be spherical?" She asks curiously. "How.. how round do you become?"

"We have never measured before." Mithrax huffs in a light giggle. "But for four trimesters, I will only just barely be able to waddle, and must be rolled around by my husbands."

Zavala leans back in his chair, looking over Mithrax as he currently is. While Eliksni were tall, he was clearly on the shorter side. "You will be heavy then."

"I will." Mithrax nods.

Ikora smiles at the mother-daughter pair. "When you are round, are we able to visit?"

"Yes, you may." Mithrax says. "I shall be spending enough time in the Tower as it is as well. My discussions with other Eliksni do not stop just because I am pregnant."

"He says that, but it'll mostly be him resting while Papa Ransir does his talking." Eido giggles.

Ikora and Zavala look between the two and Ikora knows there will have to be modifications made to the tower for the soon-to-be-pregnant bearer.

"We'll get to adjusting weight limits and start putting cushioned areas around. Would you like us to put out a public missive?" Ikora asks.

"Please." Mithrax murmurs. "My husbands will tease me about it the whole pregnancy, and for my next ones."

"Next ones?" Zavala asks.

"Mother will be pregnant back to back, it's a biological need for him." Eido says and the married couple beam.

"Then go to your husbands, Mithrax. Get started and we will handle everything else."

\-x-

Mithrax strips off his cloak as he steps into his nesting cavern, Ajaksi and Arjax waiting for him as they grab at his plush thighs.

"You told them?" Ransir purrs as he pulls Mithrax down into them, and Mithrax lets out a breathy gasp.

"I told them. Husbands… I'm ready. Make your wife carry your clutch again." He begs.

Phyjin slips a finger in between his folds and Mithrax opens his legs, each of his husbands holding one of his four arms down.

"So plump for us." Ransir teases their bearer as Mithrax whimpers underneath them, and Mithrax feels a second finger enter his slit.

"Ph-phyjin! E-elikskor, you will b-break me!" Mithrax groans and Ajaksi chitters.

"He will not, elikskaya, just hold for us." Ajaksi teases. Phyjin pumps until slick gushes from Mithrax's birthing slit and Mithrax yelps as his first climax roars through him.

"Phyjin!" He chitters, and he feels Phyjin prepare himself. His biggest husband would make the biggest, strongest children and Mithrax closes his eyes before Phyjin enters him.

Phyjin hilts right up into him up to the hilt and Mithrax lets out a cry at the beautiful pain before it settles, his husband's hips starting to pump.

Under him, Ransir enters his backside and Mithrax goes limp, letting his husbands breed him.

"That's it elikskaya." Arjax rumbles into Mithrax's breasts, nuzzling with Ajaksi as the double penetration overwhelms him.

"H-husbands!" Mithrax chirps, and they each take one of his hands.

"Let go. Let go Mithrax-kaya. Let our babies inflate you like a gas giant to your most perfect form." Phyjin growls and as he pumps into Mithrax again, the bearer below him wails as slick gushes around Phyjin's cock once again, wetting Mithrax's thighs for the third time.

It takes maybe five minutes for Mithrax to begin swelling, and his husbands gently stand him up as he watches his belly slowly inch out. "They are forming." He tears up and the scent of Ether rises up off of him.

"They are, elikskaya." Arjax agrees and Mithrax feels his hips widen, dripping with his husbands' seed as his breasts begin to swell with milk. They grow taut and heavy and Arjax and Ajaksi each take one in their hands.

"Full of nutrients for our children." Ajaksi growls as he nibbles at Mithrax's areola. Mithrax yelps, falling into his husbands as his shoulders grow bloated and thick before being swallowed up by his growing body.

"You…. my husbands, you have bred me so… so full…" Mithrax whimpers and Ransir holds his growing belly in his paws.

"Our seed leaks from you elikskaya." Ransir teases. "It soothes me so."

Mithrax's arms and legs continue to be swallowed up by his growing diameter, and his stance widens when he feels his thighs and biceps disappear inside him, quickly followed by his elbows and knees, all four of his bloated forearms waggling helplessly as his tremendous curve grows wider.

His ass balloons out behind him, from twice its former size to thrice, and then to a brilliant four times its size as Ransir grabs entire fistfuls of his bloated backside cheeks. "All ours, Mithrax-kaya. Fat, heavy and swollen with our babies."

Mithrax whimpers as his forearms and calves are swallowed into his body, and soon his birthing slit rests against the ground, stood there and his ankles and wrists disappearing inside him as his body's expansion slows to a complete stop.

His husbands roll him head over ass further into the cave until the luminescent Ether birthing pool, as big as a small lake comes into view, and gently they roll him off the shore into the water on his back.

-x-

Caroline was a free woman. Ever since she'd divorced from Pierre, both she and Abigail had been happy, and they'd been closer than ever before.

There was a new farmer in town by the name of Ben.

Caroline met him when he walked into her shop, having taken the shop and Abigail in the divorce after it was found out he was lying on his personal tax forms.

"Hi sir, what can I get you today?" She asks, and Ben hands her twenty bags of turnip seeds.

"Could I get these and some of the leek seeds please?" He asks and Caroline checks behind her before she hands them over.

"Will that be everything sir?" She asks.

"Please ma'am, call me Ben." He asks. "If I'm gonna be in the neighbourhood I really wanna make friends with people."

"Then call me Caroline." She decides, and Ben nods.

"Caroline, that's a pretty name." He says. "How long have you been in Stardew?"

"About fifteen years now. My daughter Abigail was born after we came here." She explains. Ben looks over at her violette daughter and waves.

"I don't have kids myself, but I have a niece back home." He explains. "My sister and I are strained at the moment, I don't like her husband."

"Why not?" Caroline asks curiously.

"He's… belligerent." He explains. "I hate violence. He revels in it, and I've told her to divorce him already but she's hesitant."

"My ex-husband was a little like that with money." Caroline nods. "Probably the only thing he cared about."

"Well you point him out to me one day and I'll spraypaint his house bright pink." Ben promises. Caroline giggles.

"I'll do that."

\-x-

"Have you seen him?" Robin asks as Caroline enters the shop. "Carol, he's perfect."

"For what?" Caroline asks, "Sure he's muscled but-" she catches Robin's eye. "No! Robin, no, I can't!"

"You've been divorced a year babes!" Robin pointed out. "You gotta at least get out and get some!"

"I-I have personal apparatus thank you very much!" Caroline splutters. "A-and I'm focused on Abigail! While she's happier-"

"Abigail wants you off her back, Carol." Robin says kindly. "She doesn't say as much, but the girl's got her own stuff going on. She loves you, and wants to help you. So let her."

Caroline pauses. She hadn't realised Abigail's absences had been trying to get her to look for someone else to love, and she crossed her arms nervously. "But-"

"No buts! Get back out there Carol, enjoy yourself!" Robin says and Caroline blushes.

\-x-

She visits Ben on the farm the next week, and he's setting up a new area for the leek seeds and she watches him put a pole into the dirt to hold it up.

"Can I help?" She offers.

"Christ, Carol!" Ben jumps. "You scared the bejeesus out of me hon. Uh, yeah, sure, c'mere." He says.

She kneels down beside him in the dirt as he shows her how to plant the poles. "You wanna make sure they're dug right into the foundation in case the rain blows them over." He explains. "Been reading Halbeoji's diary."

"Halbeoji?" She asks.

"Sorry, Grandpa. Korean mom." He explains.

"Oh, really? That's cool!" Caroline grins. "My father was Italian before he moved here and mer my mother. Grew up in Sicily."

Ben nods appreciatively, and together they hammer in the poles.

"Say…" Caroline murmurs. "The flower dance is this summer. If you're not um… taken, by then, could you reserve your spot for me?" She asks.

Ben looks up, seeing her in full, her hair damp with sweat but her cheeks red and glowing from the work.

"I think I can do that." He says softly.

\-x-

"Are we sure about this baby?" Caroline asks as Abigail helps her ready up for the harvest festival. Abigail got her dressed in what she thinks is the tiniest bikini ever and a grass skirt, and Caroline thinks she's showing far too much skin.

"Mama, it's twenty eight out and you wanna impress Ben. I… I want you to impress Ben." Abigail says and Caroline looks over.

"Why?" She asks softly.

"He helps me with homework." Abigail says. "He… he does things that piece of shit never did and I…"

"You want him to see you as a daughter." Caroline murmurs. She bites her lip. "Abbie… I'm nervous."

"Mom. Look at the body you have been hiding and tell me you aren't a fucking smokeshow." Abigail lets her look in the mirror and Caroline… likes what she sees.

She has fairly moderate boobs, and her hips are wide. She sees the stretch marks and the slight sag of her belly and tries to cover it, when Abigail reaches for her hands.

"This, Mom? You will actually make him drop in a dead faint, I promise you."

"But I'm-"

"Fat?" Abigail argues. "That's that motherfucker talking again. You are beautiful Mom, and that utter f-"

"Okay, enough." Caroline says and Abigail glowers.

"You get my point Mama. He abused you. Now you get to be happy."

\-x-

Caroline walks into the harvest festival beside her daughter, and feels everybody's eyes on her.

"Holy shit Carol!" Robin cheers. "Get over here girl, look at you!"

"I-I'm not all that…" Caroline says but hugs her friend anyway.

"Bullshit!" Robin grins. "Hey Ben, look who came!"

Ben looks over and sees Caroline, freezing and Caroline can see his cheeks going red. He coughs and walks over unsteadily.

"Wow…" he says. "You clean up nice."

"So do you…" Caroline feels like a schoolgirl all over again and it's nice to be looked at like she doesn't have cellulite and an ass way too big for any man to like.

"Hey, what's going on in that pretty brain of yours?" Ben asks. "Don't you be putting yourself down now."

"Sorry." Caroline murmurs. "I know it's disrespectful to both of us."

"Not really." Ben says. "Hey, I'm gonna take Abigail on a few games, take some time to yourself before we dance?"

"Sure." Caroline smiles, and heads for the fortune teller tent.

"Caroline, young lady, come, come, sit." Viola gestures and Caroline greets the old lady with a smile.

"Good to see you again Viola. How's little Oliver?" She asks.

"Marie's taking good care of him, he's growing like a weed that boy." Viola chuckles. "Now, your future…"

Caroline waits as Viola looks into the seeing orb and the old woman blinks.

"You will have at least nine children soon." She says. "More new lives to care for and possibly even more later but sooner."

Caroline splutters. "N-nine? Are you sure you didn't mean animals?"

"The orb does not see non-sentients as children, my love. Fate smiles on you, accept that." Viola says and Caroline walks out in a daze.

"Hey." Ben greets her for the dance. "Fortune?"

"I-I'll tell you later." She says. "There's this lake island across from Leah's house. I go there to skinny dip sometimes. You wanna-?"

Ben's cheeks burn. "After the dance." He promises.

They dance for a whole hour before Caroline pulls him away, and Ben holds her as they strip and swim out into the water.

"What did she say?" Ben asks as she puts her arms over his shoulders.

"She said… she said that soon I would have at least nine children." She said. "But I only have Abigail."

"Only nine?" Ben jokes, then sees her face. "What's up?"

"Just… nine babies. How would I even-?"

"Hey, it's probably bullshit." He says. "And if not… I'd be right there with you." His sudden promise makes her breath catch and she looks up at him.

"What?"

"I mean it." He says. She can feel his cock pressed against her thighs and she gasps.

"Ben… d-do it." She says. "Just breed me."

He slips inside her and Caroline gasps loudly, his hilting up inside her filling her walls instantly. "O-oh, Ben!" She whimpers.

"Carol…" He groans, his face up against her boobs as his tongue finds her nipple. Her back arches as his tongue swirls it and she grips his shoulders tight.

"O-oh, fuck, Ben! P-please…" She almost howls and Ben grins, biting down softly.

She gushes around him and Ben gasps, feeling her continue to ride him.

"That was number one baby." He says. "Get ready for number two!"

He brings her closer to her second orgasm and Caroline cries softly against him, ecstasy wracking her body as he suddenly fills her.

Her belly expands against him, ballooning first into an early stage pregnancy, and then closer to five months, then six months, and then as her belly-button pops out with a wet thunk it stops swelling at the equivalnet of nine months pregnant, stuffed to the limits with his cum.

"O-oh, f-fuck, Ben!" Caroline weeps against him as they collapse against each other. She sits on his hips and looks down at him. Her massive belly protrudes between the space in the middle of them, and he holds her belly gingerly.

"I gotcha Carol, I gotcha." He promises.

He swims her back to shore and carries her back to the ranch, kicking open the door. After drying her off, he sets her on the bed and watches her fall asleep as he lays beside her, holding her belly.

A Fertile December

“Isn’t She Lovely?”

This isn’t one of my usual kink posts or anything, this is just me being sad.

Azura still has a big, big home in my heart. She was my first ever permaberry OC and to see her get to grow both figuratively and literally within the Destiny universe is to this day my greatest achievement in the kink-sphere.

-x-

Izuku wobbled off the boat unsteadily. The Oompa Loompas held her heavily pregnant belly steady as she righted herself, the weight of the babies on her belly insane.

"Come on now Mrs and Miss Beauregarde, this way!" Miss Hatsume called them and Inko looked at her daughter in concern.

"Are you alright Izuku?" She asked and Izuku nodded, rubbing her massive belly.

"I'm alright Mom, let's keep going." She panted, and Inko took her daughter's hand, entering the massive circular door in front of them. The door itself was maybe thirteen or fourteen feet wide for no apparent reason, leading into a massive, dark room full of metal pipes and slick contraptions.

Red, green and yellow liquids bubbled and boiled in vats and Izuku waddled along, utterly, blissfully naked and gasping at all the pretty things.

"Miss Hatsume, what's this?" She asked curiously as she watched an Oompa Loompa take a gumball. In seconds a poof of smoke rang out and from the smoke emerged the now muscled Oompa Loompa with an almost uncanny replica of her dad's face grinning back at her, even Toshinori's blonde hair!

"That's the All Mighty Gumball! Lasts about six hours but anybody can look like All Might these days!" Miss Hatsume chirped, leading the two women onward.

Izuku and Inko followed until they reached a huge machine, pale white and leading straight up into multiple boiling contraptions.

"Now this is my magnum opus! This is the Great Gum Machine, the one and only cure for world hunger!" Miss Hatsume exclaimed, slamming the button down not a moment later.

Izuku yelped as a metal spoon from the machine whipped across her ass, rubbing it and pouting as the machine roared to life. She and her mom watched as it creaked and groaned, creating something fateful, and Izuku felt like Atlas suddenly, the weight of the world settling on her shoulders.

The machine screamed, and then a loud bang rang out as it broke, spitting out a piece of gum.

"That's really it?" Inko asks unsurely. "That can solve world hunger?"

"Yep! It's not quite right yet but I'm always looking for volunteers! Izuku, why don't you try it?" Miss Hatsume shoves the gum in Izuku's direction and she yelps.

"Wh-what? Why me?"

"Don't ask questions! Just help me test my babies!" She puts the gum in Izuku's hands and quickly pulls Inko away from her pregnant daughter. Izuku holds the gum in her hand and bites her lip. Whatever it took to be a hero, she supposed.

She begins to chew the gum and slowly the taste of tomato soup fills her mouth.

"Oh, Miss Hatsume! This tomato soup is hot! It's exactly like yours Mom! It's a little salty though…" Izuku murmurs and Miss Hatsume snickers to herself for a moment.

"It's supposed to be, don't worry Miss Beauregarde, keep chewing!" Izuku smiled nervously back at Miss Hatsume, continuing to chew when the second course hit her.

"Oh, oh! So cool, Mom! It's hot soba noodles and kimbap!" She continues to chew, admiring the flavours.

"Really? We should make you some when we get home!" Inko hasn't made that dish in such a long time, but she wants to now.

"Enough about that, what's for dessert!?" Miss Hatsume is practically vibrating now as Izuku continues to chew.

"Blueberry pie! It's really tart Miss Hatsume, it's delicious!" Izuku gasps and Miss Hatsume grins.

"There it is! Yes!"

"Izuku! Your nose! It-it's blue!"

"Wh-what?" Izuku touches her nose, confused. It does tingle a bit, she supposes. Her free hand rubs her pregnant belly nervously. What's happening to her?

"It always happens in the simulations, this is amazing!" Miss Hatsume cheers, bouncing around Inko at lightning speeds.

"What always happens?" Inko demands.

"She always becomes a blueberry!" Hatsume crows. "It's a universal constant Mrs Beauregarde!"

Izuku feels weird. Her whole body is now a deep blue, even her hair has changed colour. She looks down at her belly and hears it rumble.

"Mom? I-I feel funny!" Izuku feels liquid begin to fill her belly, already crammed with her lovers' babies she couldn't fathom growing any bigger and yet inch by inch, something was happening to her.

Inko and Hatsume continued to back away, and Izuku's hips started inching out moment by moment. It was a decent pace, and Izuku could just about feel the pressure moving throughout her body, moaning and panting.

There was a heat pulsing in her cunt, and Izuku whimpers as she feels two wet pops from her chest. She looks at her milk-swollen breasts and whines as blueberry milk starts gushing down her front, slowly expanding to fill her whole view. It makes sense, she hasn't seen her feet in days.

The pressure invades down below as well, and Izuku feels wetness between her legs.

"M-mom!? I-I'm leaking down there!" She tells her mom, and Inko can see it. Sticky violet juice gushing out of her blue daughter, blowing up into some massive blueberry before her very eyes.

"I-I can see that baby!" Inko says and she turns to Miss Hatsume. "I can't have a blueberry for a daughter, she's going to be a hero!"

"You could always sign her up as a surrogate." Miss Hatsume suggests. "The juice in that big belly of hers is catalysing the babies growths, and she's got twenty of them in that tight womb of hers."

Izuku feels her cheeks go warm. She knew she was getting big but twenty? She moans loudly, and feels a sudden pressure invade her asscheeks.

She looks over her bloated shoulder and her eyes widen when she sees her ass balloon to twice its size before her very eyes, and she looks back to her mom helpless to her own ballooning body.

"Twenty? How will she give birth to them all?" Inko demands.

"Oh quite easily, her husbands and wives are gonna roll her off to the Birthing Suite and she'll spend a week pushing them all out." Miss Hatsume snickers.

Izuku is taller now as well, maybe by a foot, and about four times as wide, her massively bloated form not slowing as her thighs disappear into her gargantuan belly, her knees long since gone.

Her cheeks fill with juice suddenly, bloating out like a chipmunk and she muffles through a moan, clutching at whatever parts of her body she can reach even as her shoulders disappear into her.

She's maybe eight feet tall by the time she feels her arms starting to disappear into her, her feet leaving the ground as her legs are fully absorbed. Her feet are actually being pulled into divots she's that titanically full, so full of juice and babies it's practically all she is now.

"M-mom! H-help me!" She pleads through bloated cheeks and her mom can only watch as Izuku grows to nine feet around, nearing twice as tall as she had been at the start of this whole endeavour.

Her hands are sucked into deep depressions as her head sinks partway into her crest, barely able to look over her own body as Izuku rocks there on her leaking pregnant cunt, suddenly done swelling.

"What now?" Inko demands and an alarm suddenly blares, smoke hissing from under a nearby pipe as two familiar figures stride out totally naked to jazzy pop music.

"O-ochako? K-kacchan?" Izuku whimpers through her full cheeks, and as they stride up to her she sees Tsuyu, Shouto and Iida join in the fray. "Wh-what'sh going on?!"

Ochako uses her quirk to fly them all up above her head onto a railing and Izuku can't look up, she's too big.

They're singing. They're singing about her and all Izuku can do is moan as first Ochako jumps onto her, leaping into a backflip then the other two boys, then Tsuyu all leap onto her, falling into formation and starting to walk on her, rolling her. Shouto didn't join in, stood by the exit to the room.

She's rolling head over ass and she groans as a full-body contraction ripples through her.

"What was that?" Inko demands frightfully as her daughter continues rolling.

"Oh, that was a Braxton-Hicks contraction!" Miss Hatsume supplies helpfully. "The babies are twelve months along now! They're really raring to get out of your baby girl! She's an amazing baby factory, that berry of yours."

As Izuku rolls onto her side for a brief moment she catches a glimpse of her mom and Miss Hatsume through her rolling, and then it's back to head over ass and she can feel her cunt dilating. She can feel herself getting ready.

She's rolling towards the exit now and Shouto is directing them, and just as she rolls onto her back for what feels like the fiftieth time she feels something wet inside her pop and she cries out as it splatters down her underside.

"And her water broke! Let's get her going guys!" Miss Hatsume cheers. "To the Birthing Suite you go!"

"What'll they do to her there?" Inko asks.

"Oh, like I said, she's gonna birth those babies the whole week all the while they fuck every part of her they can!" Miss Hatsume slaps Izuku's ass as she goes rolling towards the exit. "Better catch up to her and help now!"

Inko runs after her daughter to help Izuku's lovers roll her through the exit door, and when she hears Izuku groan Inko realises she's already pushing.

"Mom! Miss Hatsume! Help me!" Izuku whimpers, and with a shove from Inko, Ochako and Katsuki she goes rolling through the doorway, off to the Birthing Suite.

\-x-

Katsuki wanders by his girlfriend as he watches her sleep in the common room. She's laid on her belly, the blueberry girl flapping her hands and moaning in her sleep.

He wonders what she's dreaming about, and then he sees the movie she's paused on.

"Tch. Of course you are bunny. You're a brat just like her."

He switches off the movie and rolls her back to the group bedroom, slotting her in between Glasses and Frogger before laying down between Izuku's boobs.