#tw forcedpregnancy
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Reading through some of my older posts and it got me thinking about being a ritual sacrifice, offered up to be bred....impregnated against my will.
It could be a cult offering me up to the demon they worship, or they see me as the incubator who will deliver the antichrist.
A dystopian future where I am kidnapped or sold and placed into an auction to become surrogate for a rich couple.
Alternartive, I've been avoiding my duty to help repopulate the planet. I hide away with a group who sell me out to save themselves, and I find myself in a breeding prison. I am placed up for auction or given to several men to be bred. It doesn't matter how, but I will eventually meet the quota set for me. Alternatively, the group I hide away with decides to breed me the selves, and I am given to the leader to produce his heirs.
Perhaps a fantasy setting where my village ties me to a tree as a sacrifice to ensure the village flourishes, maybe I am taken by some kind of beast/monster to be bred. Alternatively, I am handed over to the leader of our enemies in order to broker peace, and his only desire is to see my belly swell with his brood.
Being tricked or coherenced into signing up for medical trails only to find out that I'm going to be turned into a surrogate. For what, though, well, that is the question, isn't it.
#birth#pregnancy#dark#medfet#tw forcedpregnancy#tw kidnapping#tw forced breeding#tw forced surrogacy#rp ideas
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If I was to get you pregnant I'd have been watchung you for weeks first to make sure your are perfect to carry my seed and you are. I wait for the perfect time following you home on a dark street covering your head hushing you "Scream and you'll regret it" I whisper in your ear knocking you out and throwing you in the back of my car.
When you wake up you curled up all cosy in what looks like your bedroom thinking it was a dream until you go to sit up and realise you are chained to the bed. I walk in sitting next to you "Good morning Hun I wanted to make sure you'd feel comfy in here I hope I got the details right"
I lean over kissing your neck "I mean you are just perfect to be carrying my babies" I push you back down a bit more not listening to any protests just talking quietly "You're gonna get so big and heavy. Imagine nine months from now the agony you'll be in" I chuckle pulling my sweats down you realise you don't have any clothes covering your bottom half.
I slip myself in groaning "Fuck" I mutter "Your so tight it's gonna be difficult for you huh" I roll my hips stroking your hair "Pretty girl gonna give my suck pretty babies" I hold your hips down not giving you a second to adjust pounding into you straight away "You are never leaving" I whisper "You are mine until you stop giving me babies"
I grunt biting your neck gently "Mine" I growl. It doesn't take long for me to have cum inside you about 7 times your stomach bulging as I plug you up untying your arms as you lay there pathetically "Fighting won't do you any good you won't be able to escape it'll just end up worse for you" I take you to the bathroom your ankles tied together. I clean you up kissing your head feeding you forcing you if I have to.
This was a nightly routine until a few weeks later I make you take a pregnancy test waiting for the timer I flip it over a very strong positive line. I smirk hugging your waist "You're gonna have my babies" I laugh.
A few months later you were already huge bump big and round a Dr walks in ignoring your pleas for help preforming and ultrasound with a chuckle "Oh look at that 5 babies that's gonna hurt" he teased taking some blood to check and checking you over.I smirk sitting down "Told you hun"
When they start moving it torture so when you feel the first contraction you instantly break into tears begging me to get the Dr. I laugh "And tuin your body with those scars no no you're gonna push these babies out one by one" I rub your thighs "I'll be right here I promise" I rub your belly through contractions pushing gently as you bare down crying out feeling out first babies head crowing against your right little hole. I slap your pussy gently "Push harder"
I love this anon; the kidnapping, the breeding against my will, the pregnancy, the doctor ignoring me and the birth. I'll admit, the only thing I'm not a fan of is the five babies, I'm more one large single or twins, at a push triplets. Still love how this was written.
Waking up disoriented, with no idea of what has happened. The situation would be made worse from how you're talking to me, I don't know you and yet theree's a small spark of recognition, maybe I've passed you on the street once or twice.
It doesn't matter how many times you tell me fighting is inevitable, I still fight you, I will always fight you. Every day when I feel your seed bathe my unprotected womb I pray for it not to take, and for the first few weeks, I think my prayers have been answered until you force me to take a test. Until that little plus sign appears after an eternity. I burst out into tears while you cheer in delight knowing that you've successfully bred me.
For the first few months I hoped that it was a false negative but as time moved on I could see my body starting to change, see my belly swell outwards, feel sensativity in my breasts, see the way parts of my would smell and lets not forget the morning sickness and fatigue.
When the doctor first arrives, I do my best to beg for his help in escaping this nightmare, I don't want to have your offpsring. He merely ignores me and the sickening realisation hits me, he knows exactly what you're doing and doesn't care. He gets paid after all.
I try to ignore the ultrasound, try to break free of my bonds, but when I hear the watery whooshing noise, I know something isn't right. It's the doctor that confirms it as he points to the screen, announcing that I'm carrying quintuplets.
Their movements steal my breath away and brings me to my kness. They're so fucking active, though they become worse when you touch my belly and speak to them.
Hopes of escaping dwindle, especially when within the last month of my pregnancy I find myself bedridden.
Each day brings me closer and closer to the birth and I fear it. I never wanted to be pregnant, I'm not maternal at all.
When the first contraction hits its like nothing I've ever felt before. "Oh fuck, I'm not ready for this," I pant, shaking my head in denail. I can feel it, the first head pressing down upon my cervix.
I scream in pain, beg you to bring the doctor here or let me go to a hospital but your adament I do this naturally. I fight back when you promise to be here for me and that ends up with my hands being restrained as you position yourself between my spread thighs.
For hours I labour, twisting and turning, toes curling as my muscles tighten and my belly dips inwards. I scream, beg and threat, even try to fight the urge to push but in the end I obey your orders and my body's demand.
I can feel the head of the first as it slips into my birth canal, stretching me as I bear down, desperate to be free. What's worse is knowing that when I've finally delivered this one, I will still have four more to bring into the world.
#horror#fantasy#birth#pregnancy#dark#forcedpregnancy#tw kidnapping#tw forcedpregnancy#tw forced breeding
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there's something so hot about experimenting on you and then watching you struggle. I nab you off the street and fill you with twins, literally keeping you in the dark, making you sit in my basement as you gestate. I come to check on you, and our beautiful twins are weighing in at twelve pounds each! I know you're due, so I grab your hips and fuck you until your water bursts. Once I come, I leave you to your own devices, watching as you push out our heavy twins.
no one will ever know what I've done to you :)
I love this.
Of course I put up a fight, I wouldn't just let you take me but in the end I can't avoid my fate. It doesn't take long for me to become plagued by nausea and sore breasts. What did I suspect you neve used protection and always filled me with your seed so of course my fear would become reality.
I may be kept in the dark but I can feel my body changing, my breasts becoming heavy and my belly swelling outwards with life. When I start feeling movement thats when everything it made real and I know that there will be no escaping the birth. For a while I had held onto hope about being saved but now it's fading....
I still put up fights during your vists and I scream until my voice breaks but no one hears me and no help comes.
Every day that passes, I get closer and closer to my due date, something you enjoy reminding me of.
I don't realise that you were planning to induce me until you're grabbing my hips and fucking me with abandoment; just at you spill inside me, my waters break and I'm overcome with an intense cramping sensation that travels around my belly.
You leave me alone to labour.
I huff and pant, the pain is unbearable and I can feel your eyes on me even though I cannot see you.
"I don't want to do this," I cry out, "I don't want to be a mother. I'm not ready."
Worse is to come because I haven't yet realised I'm carrying twins, what a surprise that will be once the first one is born....
#forcedpregnancy#horror#fantasy#birth#dark#birthing#tw kidnapping#tw forcedpregnancy#tw forced breeding
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Shower sec is top notch so...
I've been watching you for a while I've picked you. You are going to carry my babies so one day while you're in the shower I silently break into your apartment I sit in your bathroom for a minute watching you before stripping off and getting in behind you shoving you against the wall.
"oh don't fight baby I don't wanna have to break any of your pretty little limbs" of course you still do but I easily over power you holding your jaw forcing you to lay against my chest looking at me while I fuck your tight pussy "You gonna carry my babies" you scream and cry but I just carry on.
"I know it hurts but it'll be worth it" I smile you were tight and sore whimpering and crying begging me too stop if already stretched you to a slight tear and now I'm brutally pounding you bruising your cervix "Gonna fill you up baby"
I finally cum shoving you against the shower wall pulling out while you fight I just get hard again picking you up taking you to your bed rummaging in my pocket handcuffing you to the bed. I use you for a few more hours before having had enough for now.
I knock you out and dress you carrying you to my car avoiding any cameras and people. When you come to you are in my bed ropes thing your wrists and ankles into a star shape. I was overtop of you mercilessly pounding you're tight overfilled pussy "Gonna fill you till you give me those babies Hun"
You wriggle and scream but it's no use we are in the middle of nowhere. It didn't take long with in 8 weeks of daily torture I had knocked you up you were growing quiet quickly as well. I didn't stop though still fucking you through every night untying you by the third month you couldn't get out of the room anyway.
You had free roam once I'd finally fucked you enough for you to stop fighting. I sit you in my lap one day rubbing your bump "look at you" I hum. "can't wait for you to push these out" if you dared to speak up asking about a hospital I'd just laugh in your face "Hospital why would you need a hospital you're doing it right here"
At around 8 months early in the morning you wake up to your water breaking you shake me awake but I just grab your jaw telling you to shut the fuck up not to make a sound until my alarm goes off five hours from then. I roll over to fall back asleep leaving you in agony.
You cross your legs shifting to relive the pressure as best as you can. When my alarm finally goes off I get up forcing you onto your back spreading your legs "I'll call the Dr shall I?" I laugh seeing the hope in your face before just pulling on a medical glove checking how dilated you are.
I hold your thighs to your chest as you were only 8 I instruct you to get up and walk around ignoring your pain. When you were ready to push I stripped you naked tying you to the bed.
As the contractions occur and you push no progress seems to happen you spend almost an hour in agony as you push with nothing you feel intense burning in your birth canal and you are begging me I put a new glove on checking just to feel feet "Oh looks like baby wanted to be stubborn as well" I push down on your stomach screaming at you to push and stop hurting our babies.
It took two hours for the first baby who tore he lays on your chest screaming and I hold your face shaking your head "Keep pushing Hun" I rub your thighs ome baby feeding the other refusing to come sitting in your birth canal he sits there for four hours of painful agonising contractions he seems to be kicking at your insides as well.
I won't step in as you bare down screaming in agony. When finally with a ripping sound his head pops out I watch as you scream and try pushing the rest of him out he pops out and I put him on your chest.
After your placenta comes out I decide to clean and stitch you up with no numbing or anything. I kiss your head "Good job mama starting tomorrow we'll try for more yeah" I walk out leaving you in agony with screaming crying babies
Anon, that was hot. I loved it. I really have nothing more to say because that had everything.
I'll admit, when you mentioned calling the doctor I though for a fact you'd be bringing in a doctor you paid to assist the delivery or even a midwife. One who only truly cared about ensuring a successful delivery.
I do admit I'm torn between the idea of this taking place in a basement and me birthing on a matress or iron wrought bed or having been moved into a bedroom (yours) for the pregnancy and the basement being turned into a makeshift delivery room.
Either way, this was a wonderful read.
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