Rachel was 20 years old. She had blue eyes and brown hair with several strands of pink. She was a well-known young streamer girl, doing videos of fake pregnancy or fake labor, now that she was pregnant for real. She was currently overdue and her belly was big and round. Her viewers were betting about the size of the baby. Rachel promised her viewers that she would stream the whole active labor and birth. Today was the day. After being pregnant for 40 weeks and 8 days now, she felt her first contraction during dinner, around 8 PM, on a Friday evening. It wasn’t painful yet but Rachel knew it was time. She took her phone, took a selfie and posted it on her Facebook page and on her Instagram. The description of the picture was: “Felt my first contraction tonight! Ready to go into labor and have this baby. Stream will start soon!” After reading some comments and answering them, she prepared herself to go to bed, before putting the phone away at 10 PM. Rachel woke up around 10 AM and just
A Bundle of Joy - Levi x Reader by what-the-honk, literature
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A Bundle of Joy - Levi x Reader
When you called him into the living room, Levi had no idea just what he was in for. Maybe if he did he would’ve been more prepared for what you would say to him, not that he’d ever find out now.
You sat on the couch, your hands in your lap as you twiddled your thumbs and nervously shifted in your spot. Levi simply waited for you to finally work up the backbone to say whatever it was you were about to say. If he were being completely honest, though, your silence was bugging the ever-living shit out of him.
“Umm… So, Levi…” you mumbled, not even looking him in the face. “Uh, so… there’s so
Three years in the making.. by HugeBumpMaster, literature
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Three years in the making..
The first date was enough for me and my husband, as we got married that night. We made our interests from the first date clear. Though neither of us admitted it at first, we admitted after about an hour of sitting in the bar together. We had a big thing for pregnancy and simply both wanted a big family. Little did I know, my husband was crazy for pregnant women compared to me who had a turn on with the thought of being full. His family had genes that were made to fit big shoes and huge wombs. He didn’t tell me till after rutting me into a wall after being eloped at 1 am in the morning, but his family was known for multiples...and big babies. Not to mention, rather long pregnancies Even after he told me that, I wasn’t deterred. The thought of being so big and full of such a handsome man’s fruit made me soaked even after he had come into me moments before. After knowing such knowledge, I made sure he fucked me as much as was needed to get me so full I couldn’t walk… Alas, here we are
He stood there in the doorway with a gentle smile on his perfect lips. He was currently watching his pregnant wife, (f/n), attempt to continue practicing the traditional dance of their kin. It was amusing, yet heart breaking to see her try so hard at things she used to before discovering about the child growing in her. Every misstep that she took jerked the teacher and the father forward, fearing that she may fall if not assisted. Neither of them could un-sew their worried brows.
Even though she was pregnant, her moves were still as elegant as before- minus the few trips of course. She wasn't even pregnant for that long and she was alr
A mostly quiet birth by holykleenexbatman, literature
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A mostly quiet birth
Her nurses' uniform had grown tight over the last nine months, but somehow she'd managed to squeeze her girth into the white dress. She stood at the emergency room counter, watching as a woman about her size was wheeled in, hissing and panting. It was obvious the woman was in labour, her partner panicking beyond belief as he followed along beside her.
"My wife's about to give birth!" he practically screamed at the nurse, causing her to flinch and touch her ears subtly. Lately, loud noises had been incredibly piercing. She felt a flutter in her belly and rubbed the round mass, easing her own unborn child. Clearly the baby didn't like the nois
Not so peaceful, with no yoga birth by birth-fic-lover, literature
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Not so peaceful, with no yoga birth
After having such a good pregnancy with my first child Luka I decided to have another, though I find this pregnancy more difficult. I seem to be bigger then before, and my body doesn’t seem to be taking the changes as well as it did last time. But my body is 4 years older I suppose.
Luka is inquisitive child, he doesn’t seem to be able to sit still for long. I thought I would be able to fit in my child with my lifestyle, but he doesn’t like early morning runs or yoga. So I quickly had to give them up, as I couldn’t exactly leave him behind while I did a 10k run.
I couldn’t find much he would eat that was organi
Looking down the long table, snuggly fit next to the warm hearth, you could not help but smile at the busy ruckus that occurred at every meal time. Every squeal and shout that came was music to your ears. The pitter-patter of small feet chasing around your skirts as you corralled everyone to their proper place was something you would never tire of. You counted heads before dishing up plates, one hand pressed firmly on the small of your back, the other gently rubbing your huge belly in an attempt to soothe the strained pain coming from it. You were unconcerned about the pain, it was nothing you had not experienced before. In fact, this was the one thing you were perhaps best at in the entire world, birthing babies. It had started when Joshua Winthrop walked into the country store you worked at on Center Street of your little town. You had seen him before, your store was the closest means for supplies to his farm located far into the country side. He, like a number of other farmers in
Ambulance Birth (Mpreg, Graphic Birth) by vapop, literature
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Ambulance Birth (Mpreg, Graphic Birth)
Traffic in the city was always a bitch, but sometimes it was a bigger bitch than others. “Get it out!” The paramedics tried to calm Eddie down, tried to encourage him to breathe through the contractions and not push just yet. One of them was wriggling Eddie’s jeans and underwear down; the other was readjusting the oxygen mask on Eddie’s face, his free hand resting on the laboring man’s large belly. “Just breathe,” he encouraged. “Breathe through the pain-” Eddie let out a howl as another contraction tore through him. “Amanda, you want to get the lead out?” One of the paramedics called to the driver. “There’s a major accident blocking most of the roads! I have nowhere to go!” She snapped back. Eddie groaned as the paramedic positioned between his legs snapped on a glove and pushed it quickly inside of him. “Aw man, he’s fully dilated and ready to go. We’re just gonna have to do it here.” So they coaxed Eddie into looping his arms around his legs and pulling them back. When the
Drake awakes to a bright light shining in his face,To the sound of metal clanging and some sort of strange melancholic buzzing spiraling throughout the room,Like a hoard of angry bumble bees. He groans as he tries to sit up,Wondering what's happened when he suddenly feels resistance,and looks down to see he is strapped to a table. His eyes go wide as he struggles against the restrains,Trying to free himself,But he only hears a solemn laughter emit from the room,And there,from within the dark shadows of the far corner of the room,A man appears. Medium height,Spiked Brown hair,Goggles in his hair. He wears green gloves and a lab coat,Holding tw