Breed Me.

You give me no warning before your final brutal thrust and fill me with your fertile seed. I gasp as i feel you pulse inside me, the warmth and finality of the act forcing me to cum while imagining your hungry sperm seeking out my defenseless eggs. You came inside of me as deep as you could, going from planning to just jerk off into my stomach, to ‘just the tip’, to promising you’ll pull out, and finally fucking my brains out to only finish as you’re pressed tightly against my cervix. I knew after a certain point that you weren’t going to pull out, something inside me could sense your instincts taking over and turning you into an animal desperate to mate and procreate. I knew because i felt it too, i said i didn’t want to get pregnant, but did nothing to stop you as you gripped my hips and thrust your throbbing cock into me with a different kind of feral energy. I felt the instinctual urge to submit and let you breed me, give my body and womb to you to claim, to pour your DNA into with the purpose of planting your baby inside and watch me grow because of it.

You’re so perfect the way you carry your heavily pregnant belly. Your belly is so round and sticks out of every shirt you put on. Your breasts so swollen with milk, now rest so nicely on top of your huge belly. You can only waddle around from it all being so cumbersome, and it’s so perfect to watch.

You’re hanging in there so well. Your contraction started hours. You can clearly see your massive belly contort with each painful contraction. Yet you swing your massive belly back and forth as you waddle through it. Even if you have to stop and stand on shaky legs until your contraction manages to pass before you keep waddling. Your belly is so low and each step you take looks exhausting.

Your puppy is about to die from lack of attention!!

you've been pregnant with my puppies for months. your body has grown to accommodate them. you've got a rotund swell to your belly, and rows of nipples developed along your tummy. there's a sway to your gait that, even viewing you from behind, you are so undeniably pregnant. the ultrasound revealed three pups. today, we finally meet them.

here you are, on all fours. belly brushing against the bedroom floor- crouched over a plastic tarp laid over carpet to prevent stains. this is the room where life itself was conceived, and where life will be birthed. you've been laboring for hours, moaning under your breath, swearing as your cervix dilates. Labor, as it turns out, is a laborious process. your face blushes red. sweat beads on your forehead. as your mate, i pace around you worriedly for hours. i dutifully care for your ever need, bringing you water, providing you comfort and care.

you feel a shift in your lower abdomen. one of the puppies has lodged its head past your cervix. a particularly powerful groan overtakes you as it slides down your canal. you scream. fuck, you've never been stretched like this before. you yell at the top of your lungs with every contraction, gasping for breath between each pause. the pup begins to crown. the top of its head peeks out from your wet, whelping hole.

i urge you on. push, push, push.

with a grand effort, you focus all your muscles to birth our pup. you're stretched over the widest part of the head. sweat beads on your forehead. the pup's head slides past. a gush of amniotic fluid bursts and splatters over the tarp. im quick to attend to the pup. gently catching it and licking it clean. i excitedly show you our newborn. i know you want to hold it, but there's more work for you to do. i lay our pup in the nursery by our bed.

your tummy is still so full. another pup is getting kicky. you feel a movement, followed by an added heft in your cervix. this one's so much bigger than the last. you push, but there's no budge. you whimper feeling the pain of your cervix widening and failing to move the large pup down. you try to relax your body. taking a deep breath, and exhaling slowly. it's difficult. it hurts. the puppy wriggles inside you, and makes it past your relaxed cervix. it's entered your birth canal, descending downward. it's absolutely huge. you feel its crown force your insides wide. you're not sure your body can handle a pup of this size. but you have to. you must birth our pup. your whelping hole bulges. you scream. you push. you strain. it's not coming out. and, oh god, does it burn. you rock your body forward and back, doing anything to relieve the pressure. the pup is almost out. i take my hand to carefully pry you open further. my fingers feel hot on you. c'mon. you can do it. birth our pup. you let out a guttural groan as you bear down. the oversized pup escapes out and into my hands, kicking and screaming into the world. a stream of fluid follows and soaks your inner thighs. your hole reels from the stretch, slightly agape from birthing, contracting and flexing rhythmically.

i carefully tend to the pup and leave it at the nursery. you're panting hard to recover from the strain of birthing our enormous pup. your belly rises and falls with each shallow breath, gradually getting deeper until your breathing stabilizes. i pet you along your back. you're doing a wonderful job giving birth to our puppies. there's one more to go. you feel a mass slip easily past your cervix. in fact, it's barely perceptible. this one's real small. it must be the runt of the litter. it glides down your canal easily. you feel your muscles expand, but it's nothing compared to the last birth. in fact, it's somewhat pleasant. or... even orgasmic. your whelping hole flutters. you're cumming. you shiver as your orgasm takes over your whole body. you squeak, because with almost no effort at all, the little pup is ejected into my hands. together, we look over our three puppies to make sure they're nice and healthy.

They play with your hole, gently at first, stoking your hard dick between sliding their fingers inside. You’re completely dripping wet- they have no issue changing position to quickly slide their long, hard ovipositor to your desperate hole, and slam it in, hard enough to illicit a yelp from you.

Within seconds the dick- impossibly long, a huge knot at the base- was slamming against your clutch of eggs, pushing them further back in before you feel their knot being forced inside you. The second they’re entirely in you- they grab your hips, and start laying a new clutch in you.

It takes a few seconds until your body realises this isn’t something you can take, and unwillingly, your body starts to move and contract- against your owners commands, with their dick breeding you full again, your body starts to lay your eggs.

Your partner feels it immediately and pushes you down into the bed, shoving their knot as deep inside as it can go and growling, telling you it’s not time. You whimper, try to find the words to explain that it’s your body, you can’t control it- until their hand covers your mouth, leaving only enough room to breathe from your nose. Your body keeps pushing, you can’t stop it.

You’ve pushed eggs right up to the knot, now in a fight of trying to push them past while your partner keeps slamming their knot deeper inside you. Tears well in your eyes as your body keeps desperately trying to push, but each push is getting weaker and weaker. Your partner coos encouragement now as your body stops contracting and tears run down your cheeks, holding your aching stomach, your body finally realising it can’t get relief quite yet. Completely full, you have no option but to lay and take everything your partner wants to give you.