ghostalcat

[ghostalcat]

love cnc but in like a "im so sorry i just am such a needy and horny mutt i can't keep my hands off you and i need more of you, i have no self control" type of way and not in the "fuck you bitch idc abt u" type of way

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an overdue pregnant person who is so desperate to have this baby, doing all the tricks and tales to try and induce labour, anything, desperate for it to work.

and then sudden, immediately regret and dread when it does, and suddenly they’re facing down being in labour, giving birth.

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Hnnngh, the thought of my belly being so sensitive from almost bursting with your babies growing inside is sending me into fucking heat.

I want to be overdue, absolutely no space left anymore. Belly misshapen by all the movement from the life crammed into it, skin stretched impossibly tight, bellybutton flat, stretchmarks splattered all over the underside and my achy hips.

I'd be hard and leaky all the time at this state of pregnancy, every move making me whine and whimper. I couldn't stand touching myself, even wearing clothes would be torture. But your hands placed on the heavy orb would drive me insane. Fingers digging into the sore muscles, brushing over my navel would make me a moaning, begging, crying mess. I'd lose my fucking mind.

I'd be cumming from you touching my poor belly alone.

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rapid preg thats JUUUUUST slow enough that you dont realize for a WHILE. especially if theres no button on your pants or shirt to pop off. you look down after being in the pool for a while, and suddenly realize you look about 6 months pregnant, and your swim suit is NOT hiding it. or thinking your sweatshirt is hiding it just fine on the plane so you take a nap and when you wake up somethings moving around quite a bit inside your obviously pregnant belly.

[ghostalcat]

all i want

🎀😭

[ghostalcat]

Hhh

So horny rn thinkin bout a calm birth, jus laying in bed with my legs spread, partner sitting between them, watching the head stretch me out as I moan n grunt when I push

[ghostalcat]

when they're so close to going into labor they're constantly rocking their hips bc the baby is so low in their pelvis it feels like they're just gonna fall out. siiiiighhhhhhhhhhhhh

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in the mood to birth half a dozen eggs. i want to feel them weighing down my stomach, sliding down against my cervix, stretching it open ever-so-slowly, so the constant contact is driving me crazy. i want to feel myself open up from the inside so they can escape. i want them to force my cunt to gape wider than it ever has as they slip further along the way, and I want to feel the pressure as the first egg crowns against my entrance. i want my labia to pull tight around the fattest part of a smooth shell and make me wonder, for just a moment, if it’s going to be able to come out at all. i want the pressure release to be so intense that i cum as i finish birthing it — and then i want to do it five more times.

[ghostalcat]

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Pairing: none

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: oviposition / egg laying, surprise live birth, graphic mentions of birth withtrans masc character, almost public birth

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Hawks was used to this, laying at least two eggs once a year. It didn’t matter who he was messing around with. They were always infertile anyway, nothing more than a dud. Which in a sense he was grateful for.

But all of these days, he had started laying signs in the middle of an important meeting with Endeavor. He wasn’t even listening to his boss, sweat beading at his forehead and trickling down his flushed face.

Hands balled into tight fists on his lap, he shifted- biting down on his lip to stifle a groan of discomfort.

“Keigo-“ an abrupt voice broke him of his thoughts, causing him to blink rapidly as his feathers puffed out in defense.

“Yeah?” He finally spoke after a few moments, seeing Endeavor's piercing gaze into his own. The Todoroki male didn’t have any emotion on his face, maybe a hint of annoyance? He wasn’t sure.

“Are you alright?” Endeavor responded tartly, arms crossed over his broad chest. It was clear he didn’t actually care if the other was alright or not, he was just focused solely on this meeting.

Blanking for a moment, all Hawks could manage was a nod. Though it wasn’t quite convincing.

“If you're going to be sick, then go to the restroom-“ Endeavor spoke gruffly before turning his attention back to the meeting at hand.

Heat rising to his face from embarrassment, Hawks had stood on shaky legs.

His pelvis felt so full, one of the eggs descending quickly.

Muttering a few half ass apologizes, he hurriedly exited the meeting room and made his way down the hall.

The hallway seemed to stretch on forever, the cramps becoming more frequent- practically on top of each other now.

Hawks wasn’t even sure if he’d made it to the bathroom, in an awkward bow legged stance as it finally came into view.

“Oh thank god-“ he muttered under his breath, reaching for the doorknob. Almost bursting into tears once he realized it was unlocked thankfully.

Hurriedly, he hadn’t even turned on the light- just slammed the door shut and locked it. Nobody needed to see him like this. He could never live it down.

One hand fumbling for the light switch, the other fumbled with his pants, undoing the belt Endeavor insisted he wear, pulling it out of the belt loops completely. Finally finding the light switch, he flicked the light on.

Though another cramp pulled his stomach taunt and he fell to the floor with a muffled cry. The egg was coming now and he didn’t even have bud damn pants off!

Swearing under his breath, he finally undid the zipper, yanking his pants and underwear down to his knees, unable to go any further. The urge to push was overwhelming, he was dizzy- feeling like he could pass out at any second.

Reaching for the belt tossed to the side, he had bit down on it, wings flaring outwards to display his pain.

With the next cramp, even stronger than the last one- he had begun pushing.

The first egg wasted no time barreling down his aching birth canal, already beginning to bulge out with a few pushes.

Hawks wasn’t that surprised, usually the eggs he delivered were small- so they were easy to pass.

Panting, he had shifted to sit back on his hunches in a squat, shaking hand reaching to cradle his bulging cunt.

“Mm—“ he whimpered out, tears stinging his eyes. No matter how many times he did this, it was always painful. The egg stretched around his lips, turning them red from blood flow.

“Oh god-“ he choked out, gripping onto the sink counter as he sunk into a deeper squat, chin tucked into his chest.

“Come on-!” He yelled out, the egg now inching out at a snail's pace until it suddenly popped free in between his legs with a spray of fluids and a rush of hormones.

Sinking back down onto the floor, he was breathing heavily- glancing at the egg.

It was small, and could be cradled into his hands. But no sign of life as usual.

He wasn’t entirely sure what to do with it- he always disposed of them at home, but he was at work.. so obviously someone could see it.

He didn’t have long to think though, another wave of cramps hitting him.

“Oh great- another egg-“ he huffed out.

Shifting back on his hunches once more, belt between his teeth and hand gripping the sink counter, he had begun to push.

Though worry was starting to creep up, this egg seemed larger and longer to get out.

Moving his free down to his tender lips, brows furrowed, he gingerly pushed a few fingers into his sore cunt.

Spitting out the belt, he couldn’t help but cry out in surprise. Whatever he was touching wasn’t an egg, it was hard and squishy, tufts of hair brushing against his fingers.

“Fuck!” He helped out, hurriedly pulling his hand away.

Not quite believing he was giving birth to an actual baby, he had fished his phone out and put it onto the cameras. Peering down at the sight.

A teardrop shape of bright red hair stuck out between his trembling legs.

In that very moment he honestly thought he would pass out from the shock.

But his body didn’t get him time to react, aching lips quivering as the head suddenly bulged forward, forcing its way into a crown.

Clamping a hand over his mouth, eyes wide and tear filled, Hawks tried to breathe rapidly through his nose.

He was used to the sting of eggs forcing themselves out of his body, but a large baby was something he had never dealt with before.

Sucking in a breath, he began to bare down into his chin once more.

He couldn’t help but yell out as the head shot out with a gush of fluids, dangling between his legs.

“Oh god-“ he moaned, head leaned back into the cool wall.

Shifting to rest on his hands and knees, butt up in the air, Hawks pushed again. He could feel the shoulders grind painfully against his pelvis, one shoulder popping free. But the other remained.

Grunting, he had given another deep push, crying out as the second shoulder popped free with another stream of birthing fluids.

The baby had landed into his discarded pants and underwear, and after a moment began squalling angrily.

Hawks on the other hand simply stayed put, eyes wide and mouth gaped open.

In all the years of having eggs, he had never once bore a live child- at least up until now.

Moving to sit back on his butt, he had awkwardly scooped the still crying newborn into his arms.

Cradling him up to his chest as the baby kicked his legs and continued to cry.

This caused Hawks to laugh a bit, eyes half lidded.

Moving the baby so he was up to his dark puffy nipple, the baby began to nurse and finally quieted down.

Meanwhile Hawks was trying to figure out in the hell he’d get home now.

“Guess we’ll figure it out-“ he muttered to the grunting newborn, not yet moving from his spot.

[ghostalcat]

Please tell me I’m a good boy as I kneel down and lean against the bed. Rub my lower back and tell me how I’m doing such a good job. Lean in close and whisper just a little longer for me, baby boy. Kiss my neck as you reach around me to cradle my swollen belly, feeling just how low I’ve dropped. Slip your hands down in between my spread thighs and make me cum. Tell me how you’re just trying to help me speed up the birthing process as I come undone from your fingers. Listen to my pants and moans and watch me squirm as my water finally breaks. Feel my belly tense and harden as a strong contraction rips through my heavy belly. Coo soothing words while I grunt and bare down, feeling our baby slowly move down into place. Let me know how turned on you are to see me in such a lewd position, legs splayed open, dripping wet, struggling to push the head of our baby out through my tight hole. Just tell me I’m a good boy for carrying this litter of babies for you as I moan and whimper through another strong contraction please.

[ghostalcat]

moooore soran :)

[ghostalcat]

I’m like, 100% sure birthing eggs would be a heavenly experience.

Clutching at your enormous, vaguely bumpy belly as you grunt and moan, pushing with all your might as the first hard-shelled, comically sized egg stretches you wide open. Each push brings it closer and closer to leaving you, but in turn stretches you wider and wider. With every stretch of progress, your vocalizations get louder and louder until you’re stretched to a breaking point and screaming out at the top of your lungs. Right when you feel like your poor, batter hole will break, you feel a wet pop and your first egg is delivered.

God, just imagining the pop sends shivers down my spine, anyone want to get me hugely eggnant?

[ghostalcat]

thinking about an mpreg story where a man is heavily pregnant with twins, its his first pregnancy.

he is overdue, tired, and horny all the time.

he searched up on the internet and found out that using a dildo in his anal can help induce the birth so he did it

can you please do an erotic birth with it?

He’s so ready for these kids to come out of him. At this point he’s not even scared of the pain, of the ordeal of labor — he’s just done. He did some research, found multiple ways to attempt to induce labor. Sex was one of them, but he didn’t have anyone. He was alone. So he ordered some toys and waited.

The three days it took for them to get delivered felt like a torture. His kids were abusing him from the inside out, punching against his delicate flesh, squirming so hard he couldnmt sleep. So when he finally lubed up the first dildo, the smallest of them, he was almost delirious with the need to birth. Cock hard in anticipation he applied some lube into his entrance with his fingers and pushed the slim dildo in.

On his hands and knees his belly hung heavy between his legs as he worked the dildo in and out. It felt heavenly. As his hole loosened, he switched to a larger toy. It was thicker and longer and it made him moan low in his throat as it brushed against his prostate.

”Ohh yeah… I’ll fuck you babies out of me.”

The third dildo was huge. As he lubed it up and aligned it with his hole, he felt his belly quiver in anticipation. He took a deep breath and plunged the thing inside.

”Ahhh!” He screamed as the dildo rammed so deep inside him he could have imagined it piercing his cervix. It felt right. He fucked himself giddy with the thing, shouting and moaning, his huge belly bouncing up and down with his thrusts. With a final hard thrust he rammed the dildo into his ass, cock erupting in a hard orgasm. He felt a twinge of pain in his belly. Had it worked?

As he came down from his high, he pulled the huge dildo from his ass and with it a large amount of fluids gushed out of him. He had fucked his waters broken. His belly cramped again.

It had worked.

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Luka and another OC, practising a different shading style. I do like how soft they turned out 💙

[ghostalcat]

sub who's pregnant with a single HUGE baby and too afraid to give birth to it, so when they go into labor, they hold it in x dom who finds out they're in labor and bends them over the counter, using one hand to pin them down by the wrists and the other to force them to give birth, taking out whatever plug they were using and dropping their pants and pulling on the baby when they refuse to push

[ghostalcat]

mpreg, labour, anal birth, orgasmic birth

the first twinges of labour really hadn’t felt like much. so little, in fact, that i hadn’t even told my partner. he had plans, and he wouldn’t be gone for long - i could ride it out, maybe i’d just be entering the real deal when he got back.

i’m certainly in the real deal now.

i’d been trying to carry on as normal, at first. pottering around the house doing the usual jobs, the twinges in my womb occasionally giving me pause. those twinges steadily growing to deep cramps, tension rippling through me enough to make me freeze in place. but it was fine. labour takes hours - days.

until suddenly my water was breaking as i did the dishes. a helpless gush between my thighs, soaking my trousers, and the next contraction that came had my knees near buckling, a pressure overtaking me like my insides were going to fall out. i felt the baby moving, lower lower lower, and suddenly i was sinking too, leaning heavily against the kitchen counter in a deep squat. and then i screaming, pushing with the next contraction - i hadn’t meant to, it was something primal. instinctive. god, i was giving birth.

i had to fight to get my soaked trousers off, kicking them as best i could when my legs were forced apart. suddenly naked from the waist down, feeling my hole stretching, stretching stretching, screaming with another push that had it forced open even more, wider than i thought it was possible to go. i reached down, and threw my head back, shuddering all over, at the feel of my baby’s head only a few inches deep in my hole. so close to crowning.

another contraction, and i push again, leaning my forehead against the cupboard in front of me and screaming. the baby moves lower, just an inch or so, and i scream again for an entirely different reason - it’s sitting right against my prostate, a relentless, agonising pressure that feels so good my eyes roll back, shaking quickly overtaking me as overstimulation mixes with the agonising pain.

i’m sure i can’t come. not like this. but i’m utterly helpless to my body in every way possible, and i wail as i cum dry, a blinding prostate orgasm - and the baby still doesn’t move. i don’t have it in me to push, can’t even catch my breath.

but. maybe i don’t mind staying like this until my partner comes home.