Just A Local Freak

It’s hard ovipositor bullying into your cervix but its slick contains something that’s dulling the pain. You can’t remember how many times you came but you know the thing hasn’t.

Until it stops thrusting and you feel small, round, hard objects travelling up its ovipositor. You think there’s no way any eggs will make it past your cervix but you’re proven wrong as you feel one pass right through the now softened ring of muscle and land in your warm womb with a muffled pop. It seems it’s slick also caused you dilate, and you feel another egg settle inside you, then another and another and another.

The sensations caused you to shake with pleasure and you were almost sad when it stopped; at that moment you felt a warm sticky fluid fill you up and round you out nicely.

You now look four months pregnant.

The weight is something new to get used to but you feel strangely relaxed and pleased with it. You enjoy your new bump for around 6 weeks; your body doesn’t know it’s new inhabitants are not human, it responds to your pregnancy all the same so over the days your tits swell heavy with milk.

It all changes when you wake up one morning to something shifting in your womb. You gently probe your belly to find the source of the movement. Nothing. Odd.

You ignore it and carry on about your day but the rolling motions persist until the late afternoon where you lay on the couch, immobile from all the activity inside you.

The eggs must’ve hatched inside you and the larvae are now fighting for space. But was this supposed to happen? Weren’t you supposed to birth the eggs after incubation? But they already hatched, so then were you supposed to birth the larvae? You already look due now since larvae take up more space than eggs, but you don’t feel any signs of labour starting.

Like finding only the best quality clothes in their size instead because such corpulence deserves only the best, instead of getting whatever because “they’ll only outgrow it”.

It’s hot out and everyone’s expecting the big guy/girl to sweat up a storm and reek but no, they smell like pure lavender (example) because their feeder spent a good 60-90 minutes in making sure they were nice and clean after a bubble bath or shower and then every inch of them has been covered in only the best products. Body butters, foot creams, face masks and hair care, special sprays– “jajoba & cashmere” branded shit.

It’s all very expensive upkeep, especially when they keep getting bigger and their body becomes even more expensive in every aspect. Doesn’t matter if the feeder is the service sub or the dom or whatever the fuck either, this is just a necessity.

Just let me play with your chub while we cuddle

Or pop a cupcake in your mouth at dinner

Maybe we could just get in bed and watch movies while snacking for hours

Or I could even just hug you and feel how soft you are while we’re pressed against each other.

ALSO. UNDERRATED PART OF RAPIDPREGNANCY I SEE TOO OFTEN IGNORED:

punch bowl for a pool party or smth idk

Min0rs/pr0ship/"SFW only" DNI! 18+ only! AGELESS BLOGS LIKING/REBLOGGING WILL BE BLOCKED!