What A Fucking Diety.

One of my favorite things is early stage hyper-pregnancy.

Someone looks 4 months actually just tested positive. Someone looks 6 months is actually stuffed full of zygotes. Someone looks 9 months is actually having a litter. Overdue but actually on x-ray it's someone stuffed with normal 5 month fetuses.

“OH!! OH GOD!!! I’M GIVING BIRTH!! ”

imagine you're in a breeding program and your only job is to get pregnant and give birth. you've been here nearly ten months and you're due soon but the client gets tired of waiting and just straps you down onto the bed. you cry and sob uselessly as they shove a camera probe into your pussy because they don't believe in ultrasounds. you beg them to stop but they thrust against your cervix over and over battering it black and blue trying to ram the probe into your womb with force alone. Finally they drive the probe up your birth canal and plunge it into the depths of your womb. as soon as they see the baby, they yank the probe out of you even as it catches on your cervix once more threatening to turn your womb out. They take a long thick needle and shove that up your cunt too and you can't help but clench your pussy around the doctors wrist. The needle tears your baby's amniotic sac open and sends fluid gushing out of you like a fountain. Your wailing falls on deaf ears. the doctor wrenches their hand out of your greedy cunt and pats the base of your belly. they tell you your cunt will be full soon. they mean full and heavy with the baby that gets stuck while you try birth it, the baby resting in safety sheathed in your bulging pussy while the doctors try to yank it out of your unwilling cunt. Because the doctors don't bother to wait for your labour to begin. they don't care. all you are is a broodmare, your body's preparation is immaterial. Once again you are having something shoved into your cunt. you try to resist but your thrashing is pointless, you are so thoroughly restrained, you can just barely breathe, only your arms are free to stroke and clutch at your belly. your full belly that once domed upwards has shrunk slightly after ejecting the cushioning fluid from your womb. the dinner plate they shoved up your cunt now sits between your hips cupping your bowed out cervix. the support would be welcome if it didn't mean having something lodged in your pelvis. Then the dinner plate whirs to life and you are screaming at the top of your lungs clutching your pregnant belly as the dinner plate reveals itself to be a suction plate ready to wrench your babies right out of your womb and yank them from the safety of your cunt kicking and screaming. and oh there is so much kicking and screaming. you aren't allowed the luxury of having your babies slip through your cervix or slide through your canal to be welcomed into the world, no, they are sucked and pulled out of you using an industry grade vacuum. because you're not a mother, no, you're a birthing machine, you are here to give birth over and over and over again until you can't anymore.

kofi

That first moment of movement when you’re carrying something unknown. Something unnatural. The fear of feeling the life twisting inside of you, knowing that when you reach full term you’ll be bringing it into the world.

Being held captive, having them touch and prod at your belly, run countless exams and ultrasounds just to watch it grow. Prasing you and saying how they can’t wait for you to get bigger….

The mass outbreak of spontaneous or unexpected swelling sensations continues! If you or someone you love seems to be suffering from unexpected:

* Belly growth, especially if it feels hard to the touch

* Small movements beanth the navel (or, more extreme, pressing movements)

* Increased sex drive

* Memories of being invaded

* Intense pain in stomach (CONTACY IMMEDIATELY)

you have a gif that you’ve used a few times of a man in red putting some sort of powder on a pregnant woman’s stomach, forcing her into labor in some sort of ritual. do you know what movie that’s from? it looks so familiar but i can’t find anything!

Hi, it's from Soul's Midnight 2006.

Three hours ago your belly was flat. Now, you find yourself walking, waiting, dreading. What will happen next? The creature(s?) shift, pressing against your hips. 911 has been busy for hours. No doubt other people, calling, screaming, begging.

Gravity doesn't lie. The pull downwards doesn't not stop. Labor is active and you match a scream you hear down the hall, hoping what is inside you will spare your life. As it thrashes, you are unsure.