#willow posts

Spending alllll day whimpering and screaming through contractions, pushing as much as I can, only to still have the big baby lodged in my cunt at the end of the day. Then, I have to rest with the baby mid-way through crowning because my body just can't take it anymore, and I need sleep.

The contractions are more spaced out due to sheer exhaustion, but even still, every 10-15 minutes a contraction pulls me from sleep. I push deliriously, as strong as I can while still being half asleep, running off of pure animalistic instinct to give birth, but the effort is weak and barely any progress is made, and I fall asleep with my cunt stretched wide.

I'm stripped nude in front of all the people who are dressed up in their fancy suits and gowns, and then tied to a viewing table with my legs strapped into stirrups that spread me extra wide so that everyone can get a good view. A small crowd is always gathered around me to watch as I struggle to give birth, chatting idly about business, and about me, as if I wasn't right there.

If I start to crown too fast before the party is done, they'll tie a harness around my hips to keep the head from coming out further, leaving my tiny pussy stretched obscenely wide around the largest part of the big head as I uselessly push against the restraints holding the head firmly in place, unable to help myself with how powerful the contractions are. People would marvel at the spectacle. and even come up and grope my stretched pussy just to know what it feels like when I'm crowning around the head. Some of the crueler guests may even push the head back in, just to watch me do it all over again for their entertainment.

When labor begins, the size discrepancy between the boy and the massive egg is so large that it takes several weeks. Contractions last for over half an hour and hardly make any progress. The dragon tries to keep him walking around as much as possible to help the egg progress downwards, constantly forcing the heavy weight of the egg against his tight little cervix, which takes far too long to open wide enough to let the egg squeeze into his birth canal.

The birth is even worse, the small boys narrow hips barely holding together with the solid mass of the egg trying to break him apart from the inside out. He crowns for over a week around a big heavy egg that's easily the size of a bowling ball, if not bigger. The dragon holds his body together with magic, which is the only reason he doesn't rip apart trying to deliver the impossibly big egg. He births in all different types of positions to try and get the egg out, on his hands and knees, on his side, standing (with the assistance of his dragon mate), even walking all the way to the hot springs with the egg spreading his hole wide open in hopes that the hot water would ease the process. The egg splits him so wide open he can't even shut his legs anymore, and he begins to wonder if he'll be stuck with his pussy wrapped tight around the egg for forever.

My breasts are always so heavy and full, aching with the desire to feed your babies, leading to them constantly dripping milk, even coming out in little sprays when the pressure builds up too much. My tummy is huge, hanging so far off my short, narrow frame that I'm almost unable to walk on my own anymore. My hips are made loose from vainly trying to prepare to birth your huge babies, which makes my waddle even more pronounced as I lean back heavily to counterweight your big babies in my tummy. Dozens of times per day I'm overtaken with incessant Braxton hicks that leave me no choice but to hold on to whatevers closest and rock my hips back and forth in a desperate, vain attempt to relieve the contractions and make more room in my narrow pelvis for the babies. You know that I'm struggling being so far overdue with multiples, and that at this point I'll spend days trying to crown around each of the fat heads of your big babies, but you just can't get enough of me like this.