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What if we kissed while we were both having contractions
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Thatâs it, drop into a deep squat and PUSH! Itâs coming fast despite its huge size, huh? I can tell because I can see your lips and perineum distending like crazy. But I can also tell from the way your low grunts are punctuated by high yelps and squeals. You push because you have no choice, that pressure and the stinging stretch of your walls straining demand you push. So you bear down, thinking of nothing but shoving that pressure out of your cunt like a cannonball. But as you let up pushing to breathe, the horrible sensation of your bulging, stretching opening hits you all at once and you canât help but squeal in agony. The torture is so much worse now. But youâre so close. Just a couple more hard, agonizing pushes and youâll have the head crowningâŚ
I'm huffing, trying to catch my breath. I'm in a low squat whimpering and panting, a head teasing my swollen opening.. I keep pushing down hard with my contractions until it's more clearly visible, bulging hugely between my spread legs.
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itâs empty for the time being, but now Iâm on bluesky!
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Commission I did for anonymous!
Letâs hope my tumblr doesnât get nuked o7
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Another set of birth sketches from clone66 also commissioned! Perhaps it may prove to be of use again.
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I just want to feel those couple moments right before the head crownsâwhen itâs made its way through my birth canal and sits snug in my cunt, just barely pressing on my lips. The pressure would have to feel maddening, teasing the burn thatâs to come the next time i bear down
WHEW
I would just like to squat in a pile of cozy pillows and push out an overdue baby for hours. Thatâs all
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Donât try to resist my beautifully rounded cow, just let it happen.
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Build a Birth prompt
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"H-haahh...come on, just w-wait..." I begged through grit teeth, one of my hands firmly pressed between my legs as I drove. While saving on the cost of an ambulance seemed like a smart idea at first, I was now thoroughly regretting it.
It seemed like everywhere was experiencing road work today, and after so many detours I wasn't even sure if I was getting any closer to the hospital. All the while my labor progressed much faster than I thought it would, and even though I was doing all I could not to push it still felt like I was on the verge of crowning any second.
Both my pants and the seat were uncomfortably wet, and it felt like small spurts of my water kept coming with every contraction. Those were getting so close together now, to the point where I'd been honked at more than once as I was distracted by breathing through them at stoplights.
"Mnhhh...fuck, it's coming I can't--!" Anxiety filled my voice as I looked around, making sure the way was clear before I crossed lanes on the freeway. The urge was just too powerful, too much to ignore or force back any longer.
As soon as I pulled over I unbuckled my seatbelt, which had been uncomfortably digging into my belly during the whole drive. Before I could do anything else I was wracked with a fresh contraction, and I wailed helplessly through the pain.
"W-wait, please, I--" I tried to shift my leggings down, but it seemed like my body could only focus on one task at a time, so I relented and pushed hard, hoping that'd make it go by faster. Instead, my heart raced as I felt my lips parting, the crotch of my leggings beginning to bulge slightly outward.
"O-oh god its coming it's r-right there...!" I spread my legs as wide as I could in the drivers seat, hitching my knee up on the center console as I pushed again, more liquid gushing from my laboring cunt and dripping onto the floormat. The fabric between my legs stretched further out, and I squealed with effort as I struggled to give birth. All at once the pressure reached its peak, and my ruined leggings bagged out as my baby was finally born.
It looked like I had saved on the cost of the hospital, as well.
#pumpkin answers#pumpkin writes#build a birth#pregnancy kink#labor kink#birth kink#public birth#clothing birth#car birth#birth denial
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Hello! Here for the Birth Denial Writing Prompts! So, here it is:
1. "it's time to stop pushing";
2. "don't push";
3. "you have to stop pushing!";
13. "i have to push it back in".
Get creative and do whatever you want!
"It's time to stop pushing."
I almost didn't hear her, the blood rushing loudly in my ears from how hard I'd been pushing. The stern look on my Mistress' face snapped me out of it, though, and despite how much I didn't want to stop, I obeyed. I panted softly to try and recover, my wrists shifting in their bonds.
"That's more like it, pet, for a moment I was afraid you'd forgotten the rules," she purred, tracing her fingertips over my taut, swollen belly.
"I didn't, Mistress, I promise, it's just--"
"Just what?"
I glanced away from her gaze, but she brought my chin forward, arching her brow.
"Unless I give you permission, don't push," she repeated slowly, pressing her knee between my legs to punctuate her words. "Just for that, you'll have to wait this next contraction out."
My eyes widened, but before I could protest I felt the tight band of pressure coiling in my low, heavy belly. I tried my best to obey, moaning to try and ease my way through the pain, but the pressure of my baby's head nestled against my cervix was just too much. Despite all my promises to be a good pet, I bore down and tried to spread my thighs further apart.
For a moment my Mistress didn't speak, just watched intently as I gave in and cried out. Soon enough she spoke again, voice low with warning as she moved her hand down to my cunt. "Last chance to obey, pet, you have to stop pushing..."
It was too late to stop now, and when I finally let up I could feel myself nearly stretched around the head. A soft tsking got my attention again, and I watched her shake her head with disappointment at my disobedience.
"What a shame, pet," she murmured, her hand still pressed firmly over my stretched pussy. "Now I'll have to push it back in."
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8, 25, 26!
what type of birth denial do you like best: holding the baby in, trying not to push, or pushing the baby back in after it comes out?
It's a tie between trying not to push and holding the baby in; on one hand I love the thought of doing your best to resist the urge to just push no matter where you are when the need strikes, on the other I also love when you're unable to ignore those urges, and the best you can do is just hold a hand over your pussy to try and keep from progressing any further.
sex during birth? / orgasmic birth?
I feel like these go hand in hand, its a big YES to both of them! Being fucked when you're at your most sensitive and vulnerable, overpowering the pain through pleasure, it sounds perfect <3
(birth kink ask meme)
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Weeding still in progress, but I've worded it clearly on my pinned post and wanted to reiterate here: if you're not 18+ OR there is no age listed in your bio or pinned post, you will be blocked on sight.
It doesn't matter if your blog is just a throwaway for nsfw, it doesn't matter if you're gonna be 18 in a month or even tomorrow, them's the rules.
Time to do a full weeding out of followers, fuuuun.
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Time to do a full weeding out of followers, fuuuun.
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Birth Denial Writing Prompts!
send me a prompt and i'll use it to write something! feel free to add to/change prompts!
"it's time to stop pushing."
"don't push."
"you have to stop pushing!"
"i know you think you have to push, but breathe. just breathe."
"you can't give birth here."
"hold them in just a little longer."
"i thought i told you not to push!"
"don't you dare let that head come out."
"there. that ought to keep that baby in there."
"it's okay, you can push all you want now, it won't come out."
"you're not going to get past a crown wearing that."
"push if you have to, i'll hold it in."
"i have to push it back in."
"there! you can't even see the head anymore."
(insert your own prompt here!)
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birth kink ask meme!
what is your ideal birth scenario?
do you want to be the parent giving birth, a partner/friend/doctor/other helping out, or not involved in the situation?
do you prefer realistic birth or fantasy?
do you prefer complications or no complications?
do you prefer wholesome births or unpleasant births?
what are your thoughts on a "dark ending"?
what are your thoughts on birth denial?
what type of birth denial do you like best: holding the baby in, trying not to push, or pushing the baby back in after it comes out?
favorite birth location?
would you rather the birth take place alone or with people?
assisted or unassisted?
your thoughts on hospital births?
would you like the birth to be filmed or no?
planned or unplanned birth?
do you prefer the parent to want to giving birth, or give birth against their will?
early, on time, or overdue?
how many babies?
what species of baby is your favorite? (human, alien, monster, demon, etc.)
how long do you want the birth to last?
how long do you want the pushing stage to last?
what's your favorite position for the parent to be in?
what's your favorite position for the baby to be in? (normal, sunny side up, breech, other)
would you rather the parent be naked, partially clothed, or fully clothed?
birth fluids, yay or nay?
sex during birth?
orgasmic birth?
do you like the idea of any witnesses (partner, doctor, friend, etc) getting off to the birth?
what attitude do you want any witnesses to have? (soothing/helpful, panicking/unhelpful, cruel/intentionally making it worse, etc)
what sounds do you like the parent to make? (screams, grunts, quiet, etc)
what are your thoughts on non-vaginal birth?
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You'd stepped into the bathroom to clear your head, maybe to strategize how you were going to dip from this shitty date. It was mostly empty, just one other person in there, who you wouldn't have even noticed were it not for the soft whimpering coming from the stall. Probably food poisoning, you thought, until a soft voice cut through the silence again.
"N-not here, please, just w-wait..."
Now your curiosity was piqued, and careful not to make a sound you slipped into the stall next to her.
"Mnh!! H-he said I had another week, why is--"
'Another week', what does that...you pondered, until the realization hit you. She's giving birth.
Your face flushed with a perverse excitement as you listened to her breathing her way through contractions, until you decided to try something bold. Careful not to drop it, you set your phone to record, then angled it so you could see into the adjacent stall.
Sure enough, the angle revealed the poor woman, her belly sitting between her spread thighs as she was clearly doing her damnedest not to push. Too late for that, sweetheart, you thought, breath quickening as you watched her give in through your phone.
She stood up, and you had to suppress a moan yourself when you were blessed with a view of her poor cunt struggling to stretch around her baby's head.
You really should help her at this point, but...its just getting to the good part.
imagine using a public restroom and being able to hear that the person in the stall next to you is clearly giving birth
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Can you write some girl is giving birth on her boyfriend. She is sitting in his lap chest to chest, but heâs ways rubbing her bud or caressing her belly. She goes through a long and painful labor. She finally gives birth and immediately bro he the baby to her nipple to drink and her and her boyfriend are still smashed together. Oddly specific and I sorry but I really love this kind of thing.
"I know, baby, I know, but you're doing so well..."
I could only nod, following my boyfriends lead as we breathed in sync, the contraction finally tapering off.
We'd been like this for what felt like the entire day, both of us naked and intertwined as my labor progressed. He'd been so attentive during my pregnancy that it didn't surprise me that he'd be even moreso when I gave birth. Still, I hadn't expected he'd be this hands on, not that it bothered me one bit.
As soon as my contractions started he was right there, talking me through it and gently massaging my belly. When they really started ramping up that was when he suggested our current position. He wanted to see and feel it all, no matter how messy it was or how loud I became.
I murmured gratefully as he massaged his way down my back, focusing lower where the pain mostly sat. "They're really close together...its just so much pressure..." I moaned, nestling my face between his neck and shoulder. I felt him nod before his hands moved to my front.
"What d'you say we distract you a little, hm?" he purred. Both hands moved to cradle the swell of my belly, his thumbs rubbing loving circles into the taut skin. He waited for me to nod before moving one hand further down, quickly finding my clit and rubbing gentle circles on it as well.
"Mnh...!!"
"Another one?"
"N-no...just really sensitive. Please don't stop..." I breathed, rocking my hips against him as he obeyed. Pressure mounted inside me, but I couldn't tell if it was a contraction, or if I was already close to cumming. I focused on chasing the pleasure, my fingertips pressing into his back as I moaned and begged for more, just a little more...!
Before I could even process it I practically screamed into his shoulder, the pressure cresting and pleasure washing over me as I came hard, all while he murmured his approval of what a good girl I was.
"Babe?"
"Mm?"
"Either you're still cumming, or..."
"Or what?" I lifted my head, worry starting to crease my features before he kissed me reassuringly, murmuring excitedly against my lips.
"Or, we just broke your water."
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"F-fuuuck...! Please, I just wanna push, baby, c'mon..." I pleaded, tears of frustration welling up as he checked me for what felt like the hundredth time. He rubbed a soothing hand on my back while he carefully moved his fingers inside me, the wetness so loud it would've been embarrassing if I wasn't so preoccupied.
"I know you do, I promise you will, but if you do too soon you could really get hurt," he replied softly, and while I knew he was right it didn't stop me from letting out an exhausted sob. "Just a little more, I won't make you wait any longer than you have to."
"Okay..." I breathed, already steeling myself for the next contraction. There were hardly any breaks between them now, and every time without fail I begged for him to let me do what my body was screaming for me to do. I was a mess of sweat and water and the baby wasn't even close to here yet. As the contraction gripped me part of me felt like giving up, just calling an ambulance, or--
"--next one."
"Wh-"
"You can push with the next contraction, baby, you're ready."
Relief washed over me, doing away with all the impending negative thought. Carefully, he helped to lift me just a bit, so that now I was in a deep squat right over his lap. The new position made me realize just how ready I was now, the pressure against my cervix like nothing I'd felt before. My belly hung low between my thighs, and I let out a soft sigh as he ran his hands over the curve once more, holding me reverently. We both felt the tightening of my swell, and my hands grasped his shoulders for support. When it fully came I didn't hesitate for a moment, a guttural moan escaping me as I pushed, hard.
"So good, you're doing amazing," he murmured praises as I dug my nails into his shoulders, only letting up once the contraction had ebbed. It felt so perfect, being this close to him, being held by him as I gave birth to our baby. With every push he encouraged me, syncing our breaths like before.
Eventually he moved his hands from my belly to between my legs, his breath hitching with excitement when he felt the slight teardrop between my lips. "Oh you're right there, babe, I need you to push hard with this next one."
I only nodded, not having the energy to quip that I'd been doing just that for hours now. A ragged moan tore from my throat as I gave the next push my all, turning into a sound of shock when I felt the head fully emerge. "Oh fuck, oh god please tell me I can keep pushing...!" I said hurriedly, adrenaline rushing through me like I'd never felt before. He pressed his forehead to mine, sounding nearly as breathless as I.
"Yes, yes, just a couple more, you're so perfect giving birth for me like this..."
The praise mixed with the adrenaline renewed my strength completely, and true to his word it was only two more hard pushes until I felt the hot rush of fluid and baby gushing out of me, making even more of a mess on both of us. He caught her instantly, waiting a moment until I was ready to take her from him.
Instinctively I brought her to my chest, wincing just a bit as she latched onto my sensitive, leaking nipple, but the pain left as soon as it'd come. All the while he held us both close, kissing the tears of effort from my face and saying how good I did, how perfect she was...
How he couldn't wait to have me do it again.
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For the build-a-birth prompt:
đ¤°2ď¸âŁ(surprise twin)đ (Alleyway) đđ
( in a hurry to get back home but ultimately gives in / cant take it anymore)
"And...reason for leaving work early?"
Because I've been having contractions all morning and my water just fucking broke in the bathroom, that's why.
"N-not feeling well." I replied instead. The clearly uninterested and underpaid desk greeter didn't ask anything further, just stated blandly that this wouldn't count as paid time off.
"That's fine, it's fine, see you around." I said hurriedly, turning and leaving before she could say anything else. As soon as I set foot out the door I felt another contraction coming, but clenched my teeth and kept walking, my gait unsteady. All I had to do was make it to my apartment, where I'd left my phone like an idiot, call my boyfriend, and everything would be fine.
It'll all work out, I thought to try and soothe myself, he'll come, he'll take me to the hospital, I won't have to push on the sidew--wait fuck am I pushing??
Without realizing it I'd stopped to steady myself against a building, and my body had decided to take control, my feet spaced apart where I stood and a new pressure beginning to descend.
No, no, fuck...! Taking a deep breath and checking that no one was coming, I slipped into a nearby alley. I reached a trembling hand down under the hem of my pencil skirt, feeling what was almost certainly the bulge of my lips about to part for the head. Before I could talk myself out of it I gently pressed inward, groaning as I undid what progress my baby had attempted.
"Just wait, baby, please..." I murmured desperately, legs shaky as I started moving again. I kept to the alleyway, if I remembered right it'd act as a shortcut to my apartment. It also kept anyone from noticing every time I'd have to stop and keep myself from progressing any further, my panties ruined with my steadily leaking water as I pushed the head back again and again.
Eventually it became too much to bear, and I didn't even recognize what part of the city I'd found myself in. With a resigned sob I pressed my back to the wall, hoping nobody would hear or see me as I gave into what my body had been trying to do all day.
The contractions were stronger and nearly on top of each other now, and now that I wasn't resisting anymore it only took one push before my baby was crowning into my panties, the soaked fabric bulging out as I muffled a cry. My thighs shook as I stood with my feet further apart, my hands between my legs in anticipation of what was to come. Another good hard push yielded one shoulder, then the other, and soon my panties bagged out further as the rest of my baby was born.
I sagged against the building with exhaustion, carefully retrieving my baby and wrapping it in my work blazer. My belly and lower back still throbbed, but I chalked it up to residual pain, possibly the placenta making its exit. As I waited, though, it didn't seem to be letting up. In fact, my still firm belly visibly cramped with discomfort, and a familiar pressure could be felt deep inside.
"Oh n-no...no no, I can't aga--ahhn...!!" I moaned, heart racing as I braced against the wall once more. My blouse was soaked through, both with sweat and from my swollen tits leaking as I fought through another contraction. I couldn't believe it, not only did I end up having to give birth in an unfamiliar alley, but now I'd have to do it again.
"Please, baby, please come o-ouuUUT!" I wept, no longer caring if I was loud, I just wanted it to be born quickly so I could finally go home. Mercifully, it only took another few pushes until at last I held both babies in my arms, their cries echoing in the alley.
#pumpkin answers#pumpkin writes#pregnancy kink#labor kink#birth kink#public birth#birth denial#clothing birth#build a birth#surprise baby
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