There are a pair of grogeous teen girls who live next door to me. Lauren and Amy were the same age as me and we've all been through school together. As we have grown up and hit our teens, I've found myself sexual attracted to the girls, and they also felt the same way. During our early teens we spent most of the time doing the "You show yours, I'll show mine" situations, but never had sex.
It didn’t come but he could hear the doctors and nurses voices take on a note of alarm. He saw Jason’s face, blurry above him, and knew he was urging him to hold on even though he couldn’t hear the words. He felt the doctor’s hands leave his body but before he could be grateful another pair landed on his abdomen, grazing the tip of his bloated penis, and started pushing down.
Birthing Chambers Ep. 3It had now been almost three weeks since I had been captured. About two and a half weeks since I found the Birthing Chamber. I was now about halfway through the gestation period of the Queen S'Tencha growing inside my womb. And, though inhuman, I was becoming very attached to the creature. Because I was giving it my life, I felt it was almost a part of me... something that depended on me.
Niso grabbed Francis and laid him back down. "It won't stop unless you start pushing Francis!" He said, narrowing his eyes at him now. "So push!" He ordered harshly, gritting his teeth now. Francis choked back a half sob. No sensation like this had ever been inflicted on his body before; everything hurt. His eyes snapped open abruptly to what had to be the hardest set of contractions yet. "Gyahhhhh..!" He wailed then bore down with a loud grunt of pain. A horrific pain burned in his anus and his chest seized but he continued pushing. He could feel the ring of pressure building between his cheeks. Still panting raggedly, Francis wrenched his thighs apart and drove his chin to his chest. He pushed, hard, screaming profanities when a small, gory head bulged out of his stretched anus. Niso moved to in between Francis' legs, looking between them and biting his lip as he sees the head bulging his anus. "Keep pushing, it's crowning!" He said, biting his lip as he gripped Francis' knees, spreading them apart even more. While he watched, Niso suddenly realized that he'd never actually assisted in a birth before but had given birth twice. He chewed the inside of his lip as Francis continued laboring, hoping against hope that nothing will go wrong.
Mpreg SchoolA pregnant male named Dillan was abandoned by his partner when they found out the news. He was 7 months pregnant and was a school teacher. They allowed him to work there since he was very intelligent. He teaches first graders. The first graders didn't know why he had a big belly but they just liked to play with it. Students would often rub his belly and hum a tune to his baby. He was quite young and he only became a teacher for a year. He taught social studies when he heard a new teacher came to his class to help him. She was like a student teacher but already qualified to be a teacher. Her name was Fern Ballis. She had straight brown hair, tall, glittering eyes. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. They worked together and enjoyed the times. She knew he was pregnant but she didn't care. She fell in love with Dillan and they started dating. They would visit each other even out of school. He soon became 9 months. It was harder for him to walk around and help students so Fe
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She'd gotten dressed and waddled down to the kitchen to begin her baking. At least now, she knew she could have breakfast ready before the children woke up. She knew she was in for a long labour because of her body's physical shape so she didn't want to waste any time. Clive ran in before she was done, "Oh, did I wake you?" Alexis asked her eldest son, of almost 11. He nodded and sat down groggily. "Well, breakfast will be ready soon. Why don't you go wake up your brothers and sisters?" He groaned and got back up again slumping back down the hall to go get them. It was about 20 minutes late before all 7 of her children that were able to walk had sat down at the table. "I didn't want to wake up Tommy." Clive told
Jared nodded again, not trusting himself to speak at the moment. “Okay, you’re going to put the end of the stethoscope there. Now you'll tighten this screw here and then squeeze the bulb until this gauge is about 160, or about 10 above the last time you heard my last heartbeat. Then you’re going to slowly loosen this screw and let the gauge drop. When you hear the first beat, remember that number, and when the sound stops, remember that number too. You got it?”
Staring at the tiny being in his hands, Sherlock seemed in shock, almost unsure of what he had just witnessed. Then as its face scrunched and let out a tiny cry, he could feel his breath catch. She was actually here. The thing that Sarah and John had made together, that once gray bean in the sonogram photo on Mrs. Hudson's fridge, the creation that had sent John into the most interesting cravings and mood swings (he had analyzed every single one), was a living, breathing person...
“NNNGhh..” Francis felt himself opening more and more, his skin stretching over the baby's head and he panted haggardly as it slipped out further than before. Suddenly the burning became unbearable and he felt his anal muscles recoil while his inner sphincter wrapped tightly around the baby's neck. Tears sprang unbidden to his eyes and he squeezed Niso's hand.
Merlin drifted in and out of consciousness, catching snippets of conversation as he did. None of it made much sense and nothing could hold his attention for long. There was another contraction, more sleep and then yet another contraction. He would wake up while the pain gripped him and then fall back to sleep in between. He was vaguely aware of a hand in his when the pain was on him. He held onto that hand as to a lifeline as he thrashed in agony but was strangely oblivious to the person attached to the hand. It wasn’t until his pains began to come too close together for him to sleep in between that he realized the hand he’d been holding was Arthur’s. He dropped it like a hot coal when he became aware.
It had been a few hours since they took Tina and all she could do was whimper against her wall. She tried ignoring it and tried to rest, but she was becoming more and more uncomfortable as the pain became stronger. She moaned, using the wall to lean upon as she rocked back and forth. Swaying like this helped somewhat, but she could feel the child slowly dropping deeper onto her cervix. The pressure was unbearable and she cried out as a sudden gush of liquid came from between her legs. "Oh God, nooo.." She groaned through her contraction, clenching her eyes against the pain. When she opened them she was horrified to see the men standing standing before her cell. "What'd I tell you," the previous male said, nudging those close to him with his elbow, "We get two today." She tried to say something back, but was overcome with pain as another contraction came. "Uuggnn.." She grunted, unconsciously spreading her legs wide to birth her first child. She trashed as they neared her, attempting to flee from them and inflict any pain she could. Her efforts were fruitless though as they lifted her and carried her out of her cell. She was thankful for that at least. Standing was becoming a chore. She wanted to kneel, to bend over, anything to ease the fire in her back.
A Beautiful BirthAnother powerful contraction took hold of her – the strongest one yet. She gasped at the intensity of it and breathed deeply into it, letting out a low moan as she relaxed her chin against her chest. She was leaning back against her husband in an inflatable kiddie pool of body temperature-warm water which came up to just under her naked breasts.
The sunlight shone into a deep green bedroom, from the floor to the bedspread and the walls around them. Amidst them rose a high hill, shifting around slightly. But the sheets slid down, revealing the hill to be a very pregnant womb, stretched to the limits by four babies, healthy and ready to be born any day now according to the last appointment. In fact, the doctor was impressed Clare had been able to carry them so long, considering she was at the equivalent of a little over 9 months for quadruplets and she was warned to take it easy, and not do anything especially strenuous, which she reluctantly agreed to, usually a very active person. But this morning, she was filled with more energy than usual, hefting herself out of bed with a grunt and waddling as quickly as she could to pee, the babies pressing hard on her bladder as expected, taking up so much space in her as they did. Afterwards, she checked the clock, seeing that she still had a few hours before dinner and decide
Amy's Story - part 1Amy laid back as the contractions worsened. She could feel the baby moving down into her hips and moaned in pain. Leshia was there to help her, but it was somewhat of an embarrassment. Amy barely felt female at all on the inside, and if it wasn't for that witch's gender spell, she would never had been pregnant in the first place. As far as she was concerned, the only thing that made her predicament acceptable was that she had female genitalia.
Francis choked back a scream then bore down hard. He raised his hips instinctively, grinding his teeth together as the baby lurched a couple inches forward, viciously spreading his ass cheeks further and further apart. "Gyahhhh..!" Francis roared and pushed again. His muscles were pulled taut and he could feel the baby struggling, its large shoulders twisting and grinding into his anus but stalling just behind the puckered rim. He whimpered, "N-Niso..."Niso nodded and looked up at him. "Just keep pushing, you can do it just push Francis!" He coached him, helping to spread Francis' legs further apart. "You can't stop now, please just push!" Niso snapped lightly, gritting his teeth and narrowing his eyes at the labouring male. "You'll die if you don't finish giving birth!”
Jared would have laughed at the irony, except the situation wasn’t funny at all. Throughout the whole pregnancy, Jared had been the calm one, the one to provide reassurances when things were going bad, the one who always knew what to say. Now when it really mattered, when the moment of truth stormed in on them, and their baby was demanding to be introduced to the world, Jared was the one freaking out and relying on Jensen for reassurance.
Francis bit his lips, shaking his head. "..No," he answered truthfully. His whole entire backside ached and he was also having difficulty regaining breath, his swollen womb was placing too much pressure on his diaphragm. Groaning, Francis rubbed one hand over his stomach and held the other to the middle of his back where the pain was strongest. Whining and groaning, he rested his chin against Niso's shoulder. "I think..I wanna get out..c-change positions.."Niso nodded and looked down at him, wrapping his arms around him to help him up. "Alright, back to the bed?" He asked softly, helping to lift Francis up out of the tub. He could tell from the swell of Francis' stomach that the younger male wasn't done, and he cringed at the thought that Francis might not have the motivation to keep pushing. Francis pressed his lips together. "Y-Yeah. But hurry, I can feel it moving down.." He let Niso help him to his feet, swaying a little as he spread his legs and shuffled towards the bedroom, his waddle especially pronounced now. A new bolt of pain laced through him each time his hips were jostled. They were barely to the bed when another contraction tore down his lower back and abdomen, forcing a surprised cry from his lips. His legs trembled and he practically fell into Niso's arms.
On the other hand, it felt so fucking good. He’d not been aware enough – or too focused on other agonies elsewhere – to realize they’d put some sort of pump on his cock and it was milking him like a farmer’s hand late for a date. At some point the nurse, the one who never had wiped that stupid grin off her face, had started gently massaging his swollen balls and it was both the best and worst sensation ever.