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CW: breed kink, rapid pregnancy, unexpected birth.
Scientifically speaking, it made sense that Tina was head over heels for Jason.
You know how the science behind attraction is, what the scientists say, that the base of attraction and desire comes from a primal need.
A primal need to be kept safe. To provide or to be provided, to remain soft and warm in the coldest winter and to have food to feast on during summer.
A primal need to find the best specimen to breed or to be bred.
And Jason was a great specimen; he was strong and handsome, and so smart.
It made sense Tina was dreaming that Jason was pounding her from behind, his hands firmly at her hips to keep her still as his huge cock slammed inside her throbbing cunt.
Bare.
"Yes, Jason, yes!"
In her dream, her moans were loud and clear. In the real world her face was muffled against the pillow, muffling all her sounds and tuning the sleepy moans to unintelligible whimpers.
Her legs were rubbing together, staining her panties with a sticky substance.
"You want me to fill you up?" Jason's voice, oneirically, was more or less deep, and there were a few more incongruences with the real Jason, but Tina couldn't give a shit.
"You want me to knock you up, make you so, so big and heavy with my babies?" With a growl, Jason's hands kept her closer to him as he thrust.
Tina's answer was a muffled whine as she raised her hips, trying to match Jason's thrusts and get him deep inside her.
"Words, please" he leaned closer, growling against her ear as one of his hands moved to grab her breasts roughly.
The mind truly was magic like that.
Everything felt so real. From the heat of Jason's breath against the back of her head to the furious grip his hands had over her. The smell of his cologne mixed with sweat and the smell of sex that filled the room.
She could feel herself coming to her climax, pleasure building inside her with every thrust from the product of her subconscious mind.
"Yes. Please." Tina moaned, pushing her body back to meet Jason's thrusts. "Please, fill me. Make me… make me so big…"
Her words got lost in the air as Jason speed up, hitting that spot, and the only thing Tina could think about was for him to fill her with his seed and make her so swollen and heavy, so full with his babies.
"Oh, fuck…!" Tina moaned. "Fuck, fuck, fuck…!"
When her orgasm hit her, her pussy throbbing and contracting around Jason's cock, Tina woke up to find herself sweaty and out of breath in her bedroom.
Something sticky was between her legs. But damn, she couldn't care if the sheets beneath her were wet too because that was a good orgasm.
Then, her hand moved down to slide between her legs, feeling how wet she was.
That dream Jason was truly a stud[i].[/i]
Biting her lips and giggling like a schoolgirl, Tina's fun was interrupted when a sharp pain shoot through her abdomen, painful enough to make her groan out loud.
Instinctively, her hand moved to lift her shirt, rubbing her hand over her firm, swollen belly in search of some soothingness.
What the fuck was that? She had abs when she went to sleep!
In a panic, Tina let out a scream as she tried to sit upright, the new weight on her messing with her center of gravity and not helping her, looking down at herself in complete horror.
In the few hours she had been asleep, her body transformed grotesquely. Her breasts were obscenely huge and where a flat stomach was supposed to be, there was a swollen, gravid belly.
She had to be still dreaming.
But if she was dreaming, then the pain that rocked her middle again felt very real.
"Oh, my God!" She gasped, her hands reaching to get over her now huge belly and reach between her legs.
Well, at least everything was in its place there.
As she tried to stand upright again, a gush of liquid escaped from between her legs, and Tina didn't have a moment to process it when she was hit with another sharp pain that shocked through her tight stomach.
"Ugh!" Her eyes closed shut, her legs opening wide instinctively to make room for her belly.
Pregnant. She looked pregnant. As if the whole nine months (and maybe a few weeks more) had passed in the span of the five hours of sleep that she got that night.
No fucking way, there had been no way that it happened that fast, right?!
And yet, when Tina reached over with desperate hands to grip her stomach, it felt real. So real.
Her fingertip brushed over the tight, sensitive skin, feeling the stretch marks that now covered the surface of her abdomen, feeling the itchy and almost burning feeling of the skin growing way too fast.
Something else she only noticed when she tried to look down at herself to face her gravid middle: along with her stomach, her breasts were not only huge but tender and they felt[i] [/i]so full.
And they were leaking... something?
One of her hands reached to brush over her nipples, and an involuntary moan escaped through her lips when an unexpected wave of pleasure hit her.
Huge, tender and so sensitive.
The momentary joy was quickly forgotten when another contraction hit her, forcing her to grit her teeth and grip the tense orb of flesh under her hand.
Another burst of liquid came out of her, and panic settled once again when she felt it.
Something was making its way out of her.
The weight was getting lower and lower on her hips, her pelvis, almost threatening to come out any second as it rested now almost behind her pussy lips.
"My god!" She moaned, her body shaking as she tried to stop the pressure building within her.
But it was useless, no matter if she tried to tense her body or relax it, the weight was still there and it was coming down. Now.
Tina cried, clutching desperately at her bedsheets. Her frame shakes when she desperately tried to pull back, trying to somehow escape the pressure that was building between her legs.
She had to get up, she had to get up and get help...
"Fuck!" The word slipped past her lips when suddenly she felt the need to push.
Her body was telling her to cooperate, to go with it and stop fighting because whatever was inside her, wanted to get out.
Her hands reached over her belly to touch between her legs, feeling desperately at her vagina just to find her swollen lips parted.
Her fingers touched something wet and hairy and that was definitely a head. A head that was bulging behind her lips, ready to crown.
At that moment, as she tried to press her hands against her entrance, Tina knew she wasn't gonna make it not even outside her bedroom.
Yes, she wanted kids, maybe even at some point before she could end college. But not now. Not like this.
Short, rapid breaths were the only thing left for her as her hands gripped the comforter as hard as she could. Tina forced herself to take a deep one, her eyes closing tight in concentration, before slowly exhaling as she opened them.
She had to, at least, get up.
Because she could feel gravity working in all ways against her like this. And she read somewhere once, probably some internet article, that laying down was the least recommended position to give birth in.
So she had totally given up and accepted the fact that she was, indeed, giving birth now?
Well, Tina thought, something was definitely happening and the most logical thing to do now was to push.
Her focus was once again interrupted when another contraction hit her.
"Ow! Ow, ow!" She cried, squeezing her eyes shut, her nails digging against her contracting stomach.
The baby's head was coming out of her, she needed to push again, right now.
A whimper escaped her mouth as she put her hands behind her, trying to lift herself from the mattress, but she lost balance.
She tried again, grunting as she pulled herself away from the mattress, gripping at the bedframe for support, and pulled herself up.
Sitting with a head crowning between her legs was more uncomfortable than she thought.
She leaned forward, her belly pressing against the mattress and lifting her hips slightly in the air. Letting out a cry when another contraction hit her, her hands gripped at the sheets beneath her.
"Damn!" Tina cursed as the pressure between her legs intensified.
With a shaky breath, she pushed.
A moan escaped her lips as she felt the head move with her effort, another gush of water dripping out of her.
It didn't last long before the urge to push washed over her again, her mind going blank as she let herself be guided by the pressure between her legs and the need to push.
Her face scrunched up as she pushed, and once again, she was taken by surprise when the head moved further. It lasted little because she could feel it slide back again.
"Fuck...!" she panted through gritted teeth.
With a deep breath, she pushed again.
This time, she was taken by surprise, not by the fact that the head moved, but because of the burning sensation that came with it.
Her hand reached behind her to cup her pussy, feeling the head stretching her poor lips open again.
The burning was so bad she had to bite her sheets from screaming. Was this the famous... what was it, fire ring?
Ring of fire, that was it.
Suddenly, another wave of pain hit her, her eyes screwed shut as she bit onto her sheets and arched backwards, letting out a muffled cry as she pushed.
Her legs were shaking, and she had to force herself to keep them open, her hand still over the crowning head. Her body was pushing, even though she did not want to.
As if she knew what to do, Tina knew that this was the moment to really put to work. As if instinctively her body knew it was a matter of second until the head would be completely out.
So, Tina pushed again. She didn't know if she was pushing harder this time or if the fire on her pussy and the tiredness was starting to take a toll now.
She could feel the head pressing against her palm as it came out, and it was a conscious effort to not close her legs trying to escape the pain.
Tina pushed again, screaming as the head finally passed her lips with a gush of water, popping out.
A sigh of relief escaped her lips, and Tina pulled herself up to a squat, a hand firmly over the head to keep it in place.
With a grunt, she pushed again.
Now was time for the shoulders, right?
Her legs were shaking, she was shaking, but she didn't care about it. Right now, all she wanted was to push.
She pushed again, and she could feel the shoulders coming free, and with another grunt and gritted teeth, Tina pushed again.
The shoulders emerged followed by the rest of the body. Tina looked down between her legs, staring in awe at the small crying, bloody baby in her hands.
The awe faded quickly because again, her stomach contracted. One of her hands traveled over it again, feeling... how hard it still was?
She was done, right? Shouldn't it be softer?
A cramp struck her stomach suddenly, and then she felt it: the unmistakable weight of another head making its way down her birth canal.
CW: breed kink, rapid pregnancy, unexpected birth.
Scientifically speaking, it made sense that Tina was head over heels for Jason.
You know how the science behind attraction is, what the scientists say, that the base of attraction and desire comes from a primal need.
A primal need to be kept safe. To provide or to be provided, to remain soft and warm in the coldest winter and to have food to feast on during summer.
A primal need to find the best specimen to breed or to be bred.
And Jason was a great specimen; he was strong and handsome, and so smart.
It made sense Tina was dreaming that Jason was pounding her from behind, his hands firmly at her hips to keep her still as his huge cock slammed inside her throbbing cunt.
Bare.
"Yes, Jason, yes!"
In her dream, her moans were loud and clear. In the real world her face was muffled against the pillow, muffling all her sounds and tuning the sleepy moans to unintelligible whimpers.
Her legs were rubbing together, staining her panties with a sticky substance.
"You want me to fill you up?" Jason's voice, oneirically, was more or less deep, and there were a few more incongruences with the real Jason, but Tina couldn't give a shit.
"You want me to knock you up, make you so, so big and heavy with my babies?" With a growl, Jason's hands kept her closer to him as he thrust.
Tina's answer was a muffled whine as she raised her hips, trying to match Jason's thrusts and get him deep inside her.
"Words, please" he leaned closer, growling against her ear as one of his hands moved to grab her breasts roughly.
The mind truly was magic like that.
Everything felt so real. From the heat of Jason's breath against the back of her head to the furious grip his hands had over her. The smell of his cologne mixed with sweat and the smell of sex that filled the room.
She could feel herself coming to her climax, pleasure building inside her with every thrust from the product of her subconscious mind.
"Yes. Please." Tina moaned, pushing her body back to meet Jason's thrusts. "Please, fill me. Make me… make me so big…"
Her words got lost in the air as Jason speed up, hitting that spot, and the only thing Tina could think about was for him to fill her with his seed and make her so swollen and heavy, so full with his babies.
"Oh, fuck…!" Tina moaned. "Fuck, fuck, fuck…!"
When her orgasm hit her, her pussy throbbing and contracting around Jason's cock, Tina woke up to find herself sweaty and out of breath in her bedroom.
Something sticky was between her legs. But damn, she couldn't care if the sheets beneath her were wet too because that was a good orgasm.
Then, her hand moved down to slide between her legs, feeling how wet she was.
That dream Jason was truly a stud[i].[/i]
Biting her lips and giggling like a schoolgirl, Tina's fun was interrupted when a sharp pain shoot through her abdomen, painful enough to make her groan out loud.
Instinctively, her hand moved to lift her shirt, rubbing her hand over her firm, swollen belly in search of some soothingness.
What the fuck was that? She had abs when she went to sleep!
In a panic, Tina let out a scream as she tried to sit upright, the new weight on her messing with her center of gravity and not helping her, looking down at herself in complete horror.
In the few hours she had been asleep, her body transformed grotesquely. Her breasts were obscenely huge and where a flat stomach was supposed to be, there was a swollen, gravid belly.
She had to be still dreaming.
But if she was dreaming, then the pain that rocked her middle again felt very real.
"Oh, my God!" She gasped, her hands reaching to get over her now huge belly and reach between her legs.
Well, at least everything was in its place there.
As she tried to stand upright again, a gush of liquid escaped from between her legs, and Tina didn't have a moment to process it when she was hit with another sharp pain that shocked through her tight stomach.
"Ugh!" Her eyes closed shut, her legs opening wide instinctively to make room for her belly.
Pregnant. She looked pregnant. As if the whole nine months (and maybe a few weeks more) had passed in the span of the five hours of sleep that she got that night.
No fucking way, there had been no way that it happened that fast, right?!
And yet, when Tina reached over with desperate hands to grip her stomach, it felt real. So real.
Her fingertip brushed over the tight, sensitive skin, feeling the stretch marks that now covered the surface of her abdomen, feeling the itchy and almost burning feeling of the skin growing way too fast.
Something else she only noticed when she tried to look down at herself to face her gravid middle: along with her stomach, her breasts were not only huge but tender and they felt[i] [/i]so full.
And they were leaking... something?
One of her hands reached to brush over her nipples, and an involuntary moan escaped through her lips when an unexpected wave of pleasure hit her.
Huge, tender and so sensitive.
The momentary joy was quickly forgotten when another contraction hit her, forcing her to grit her teeth and grip the tense orb of flesh under her hand.
Another burst of liquid came out of her, and panic settled once again when she felt it.
Something was making its way out of her.
The weight was getting lower and lower on her hips, her pelvis, almost threatening to come out any second as it rested now almost behind her pussy lips.
"My god!" She moaned, her body shaking as she tried to stop the pressure building within her.
But it was useless, no matter if she tried to tense her body or relax it, the weight was still there and it was coming down. Now.
Tina cried, clutching desperately at her bedsheets. Her frame shakes when she desperately tried to pull back, trying to somehow escape the pressure that was building between her legs.
She had to get up, she had to get up and get help...
"Fuck!" The word slipped past her lips when suddenly she felt the need to push.
Her body was telling her to cooperate, to go with it and stop fighting because whatever was inside her, wanted to get out.
Her hands reached over her belly to touch between her legs, feeling desperately at her vagina just to find her swollen lips parted.
Her fingers touched something wet and hairy and that was definitely a head. A head that was bulging behind her lips, ready to crown.
At that moment, as she tried to press her hands against her entrance, Tina knew she wasn't gonna make it not even outside her bedroom.
Yes, she wanted kids, maybe even at some point before she could end college. But not now. Not like this.
Short, rapid breaths were the only thing left for her as her hands gripped the comforter as hard as she could. Tina forced herself to take a deep one, her eyes closing tight in concentration, before slowly exhaling as she opened them.
She had to, at least, get up.
Because she could feel gravity working in all ways against her like this. And she read somewhere once, probably some internet article, that laying down was the least recommended position to give birth in.
So she had totally given up and accepted the fact that she was, indeed, giving birth now?
Well, Tina thought, something was definitely happening and the most logical thing to do now was to push.
Her focus was once again interrupted when another contraction hit her.
"Ow! Ow, ow!" She cried, squeezing her eyes shut, her nails digging against her contracting stomach.
The baby's head was coming out of her, she needed to push again, right now.
A whimper escaped her mouth as she put her hands behind her, trying to lift herself from the mattress, but she lost balance.
She tried again, grunting as she pulled herself away from the mattress, gripping at the bedframe for support, and pulled herself up.
Sitting with a head crowning between her legs was more uncomfortable than she thought.
She leaned forward, her belly pressing against the mattress and lifting her hips slightly in the air. Letting out a cry when another contraction hit her, her hands gripped at the sheets beneath her.
"Damn!" Tina cursed as the pressure between her legs intensified.
With a shaky breath, she pushed.
A moan escaped her lips as she felt the head move with her effort, another gush of water dripping out of her.
It didn't last long before the urge to push washed over her again, her mind going blank as she let herself be guided by the pressure between her legs and the need to push.
Her face scrunched up as she pushed, and once again, she was taken by surprise when the head moved further. It lasted little because she could feel it slide back again.
"Fuck...!" she panted through gritted teeth.
With a deep breath, she pushed again.
This time, she was taken by surprise, not by the fact that the head moved, but because of the burning sensation that came with it.
Her hand reached behind her to cup her pussy, feeling the head stretching her poor lips open again.
The burning was so bad she had to bite her sheets from screaming. Was this the famous... what was it, fire ring?
Ring of fire, that was it.
Suddenly, another wave of pain hit her, her eyes screwed shut as she bit onto her sheets and arched backwards, letting out a muffled cry as she pushed.
Her legs were shaking, and she had to force herself to keep them open, her hand still over the crowning head. Her body was pushing, even though she did not want to.
As if she knew what to do, Tina knew that this was the moment to really put to work. As if instinctively her body knew it was a matter of second until the head would be completely out.
So, Tina pushed again. She didn't know if she was pushing harder this time or if the fire on her pussy and the tiredness was starting to take a toll now.
She could feel the head pressing against her palm as it came out, and it was a conscious effort to not close her legs trying to escape the pain.
Tina pushed again, screaming as the head finally passed her lips with a gush of water, popping out.
A sigh of relief escaped her lips, and Tina pulled herself up to a squat, a hand firmly over the head to keep it in place.
With a grunt, she pushed again.
Now was time for the shoulders, right?
Her legs were shaking, she was shaking, but she didn't care about it. Right now, all she wanted was to push.
She pushed again, and she could feel the shoulders coming free, and with another grunt and gritted teeth, Tina pushed again.
The shoulders emerged followed by the rest of the body. Tina looked down between her legs, staring in awe at the small crying, bloody baby in her hands.
The awe faded quickly because again, her stomach contracted. One of her hands traveled over it again, feeling... how hard it still was?
She was done, right? Shouldn't it be softer?
A cramp struck her stomach suddenly, and then she felt it: the unmistakable weight of another head making its way down her birth canal.
