#ripwrites

Hey anon, of course I remember! I’m so sorry that happened to you! I’ve been through breakups before and while I don’t know the circumstances of yours, I know they suck in general, so hang in there.

Hi - thanks so much anon!! And thanks for your patience waiting for a reply from moi, I’m just starting to get back from h/oneymooning.

Working up to it! I just don’t wanna push myself and turn something fun into a chore ya feel?

(2) “That’s like, a dozen right? It’s a start.” The next handful was halfway down his throat when he felt sudden pressure in his insides. “These ones grow, still gonna try to beat your own record Mr. Pro?” Dash swallowed, and stared him in the eyes, “Damn right I am.” Then reached for another handful.

Ripley: AGHHH alright I cave, I cave, I’ll write a lil bitty part 3…

Dash hiccuped. Then belched. Then laid one palm gingerly, giiiingerly over the crest of his solid, swollen abdomen.

“How many…?” he murmured, his voice warbling and breathy with all the weight in his belly restricting his lungs.

Elliott did some mental math, eyes shifted skyward.

“Forty-six,” he said, giving Dash’s exposed, churning gut a little pat himself. “Not shabby! I was gonna seriously warn you about going past thirty-five, but you really are a champ.”

Dash’s overtaxed insides let out a hearty, wet moaning gurgle.

Um. Anon. 

This idea is ONE OF MY BIGGEST JAMs.

Especially great if it’s an alien doctor… Dash waking up in a strange med lab, exhausted and woozy from whatever his kidnapper drugged him with, greeted by the sight of chillingly foreign equipment. His only coverage is a medical draping that leaves his barely-curved belly exposed; the entire surface of it is peppered with sinister electrodes. By the look of his gut, he’s still in the beginning phase of an incubation, but he can barely remember starting the assignment…

And then, of course, his captor notices he’s awake and proceeds with a barrage of tests over the next few days as the critters grow inside him: deep palpations, chemical injections, biopsies, electric currents, imaging tests that require Dash to drink tons of nasty contrast fluid that irritates his already-swollen insides… Dash tries to be his usual smartassed self and fight back against the doc, but the pain in his abdomen is mounting and the experiments leave him exhausted.

Velvet worm says “Hey gurrrrrrrl.”

Omg these things are wild. They can be BLUE. Like, bright blue. That in itself is awesome.

And since the glue can cause paralysis, here’s what I’m thinkin….

Dash, knocked up with hundreds of these things, feeling them start to twitch and then full-on squirm and writhe as they mature. And then – because all good parasites would prefer to stay in their host a lil longer – they spit glue that stops Dash’s peristalsis (the natural movement of your guts) so they can hang out as long as they please.

So Dash would just have this massive, writhing lump of an abdomen, feeling these things grow and wriggle day in and day out without knowing that he couldn’t even go into “labor” if he wanted to… He knows the aches feel duller but somehow longer than usual throughout his strained organs, but he’s just too lethargic to try and figure it out. Weirdest of all, the outside of his massive belly feels cold to the touch when it should be burning this late in the game, and with something in it this active. Where there would usually be long gurgles, there’s only strange, small bubbles when the worms get overly restless.

Oh interesting question! When I’m /reading/ kink material, it doesn’t matter at all to me as long as the kink content I like is there. Good belly descriptions, enough whump, strong visuals, etc. always overshadow the perspective.

And when I’m /writing/ I usually do third person, just because I have a tendency to self-insert too much when I write first person. Then again, there are some characters who I can write in first person without any complications.

I would say in general, let the character(s) speak through you… And by that I mean: if you NATURALLY start writing in first person, keep going in first person. Same for third person. It’s always so much weirder for me to change perspectives partway through writing something.

That being said, sometimes the opposite will be true: maybe you feel like a character isn’t jumping off the page like they should… and switching from one perspective to another is just the shakeup you needed! For better or for worse, there’s no rules, only the general trend that writing in first person tends to feel more intimate and personal to some writers.