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I'm going to give birth any day now. My pregnancy bump is so huge that I can't move under the weight of it. There's so many babies inside me, always growing, always moving and kicking. At least five of them, maybe more. My bump is bigger than any person could carry, so I lie here until it's time.
The bed I'm on is comfortable enough, my aching back and hips throbbing with the pressure of such weight even though I'm lying down.
He's kept my legs wide and feet up high off the bed, ropes anchoring each of my ankles to the headboard behind me, keeping me in a permanently open position. It pushes my bump up under my boobs, obscuring my view almost completely. My boobs are so full of milk they're huge and heavy, my nipples large and engorged constantly.
I can't see much over them, the bump sticks out so far I can't see when they're coming to fuck me until they're already on top. How many babies does it take to incapacitate someone entirely, to make it so heavy that I can't even lift it up? Five? Six? More?
They started out restraining me with cuffs on my wrists, but that stopped about three months ago when they realised that I'm too heavy to move anyway. There's no need to keep me chained up, because I'm too full of their babies to escape if I tried. I can't even fight them anymore, I'm too tired.
I sleep all the time, often waking up to them fucking me. They do it all the time, whether I'm awake or asleep, caressing the long purple stretch marks that cascade up my stomach from the intense bulging bump that just keeps growing.
I know the babies will come soon, they must, I can't handle the weight anymore. I can't stand being stuck to the bed, completely immobilised and freely used every day by so many men. They take turns with me, I don't know which of them it was that got me pregnant this time, or last. I was pregnant again two months after my last one and I'll be full with their cum again soon after this time too. I don't get to leave. I take their cum, I get pregnant, I get fucked until I pop. Repeat.
Sometimes they take me so many times in one day that my bump almost looks like it visibly grows, my whole abdomen so full of cum that I'm bursting with it all. I'm so round and the pressure on my skin is all I can think about. It's so stretched out, even bigger than last time, that I worry it might split open.
Some of them like to cum on my bump, spraying their hot load over the stretch marks. But most want to get me more pregnant, hoping that they can put even more babies inside me. Maybe they have, that's why there's so many. Every time they fuck me I worry I'll just get even bigger until I burst, whether from being inflated with more of their babies or with their cum, it doesn't really matter.
Cum leaks from my lips constantly, but I can't reach to wipe it away. I haven't seen or touched myself in six months, and sometimes I ache to play with my clit and have a release. But I can't.
The sixth guy comes in for the day, just as I'm dosing off after the last. I notice him when he's already mounted the bed and his head is visible over the bump. He's a vicious one, brutal and I feel my heart sink. I'm so big and fat that I can't argue or stop him, whatever he does.
He rubs cream on my belly, massaging his fingers into my stretch marks and barely visible belly button. He always does this and I'm grateful, it's a relief for my stretched, aching skin that's so taut across my bump it looks almost translucent and ready to split.
But then he moves to my breasts, where's his massages turn violent. He plucks at both my nipples hard and milk sprays out over me and the bed, dripping over my bump and breasts.
His cock finds my entrance and the sight of the milk drives him to push into me hard. I'm still wet with cum from the last guy, so he slides in smoothly. Because my legs are held aloft, he's got full access to me. There's no resistance.
He pulls at my breasts continuously, spilling more and more drops of milk across my naked body. I’ve been full of milk for years now, I never run out, whether I'm pregnant or not, they won't let me stop making milk.
They won't stop keeping me pregnant. I'm there to make babies, milk and get fucked non stop, with no thought to my own sense of self or comfort. This is my life.
He's going to cum in me, he's not one to pull out. Always says that there's every chance I'll have ovulated again spontaneously and that his cum might just get me more pregnant. He wants me so big that I can't move and he's got it. I'm so full I'm his helpless plaything.
He drinks from my breasts in turn, gulping down my warm milk. It's hard for him to fuck me and drink at the same time, so he's pulled out with his dick dribbling other men's cum across my bump as he's perched over me to reach.
He kisses me, and I'm surprised at first. It's the first time. But he opens his lips and spills my own breast milk into my mouth. I have no option but to swallow. It tastes nice.
He's inside me again, his cock throbbing as he bucks hard against my hips. He's riding me so frantically that the bump jiggles and knocks me around with the movement. My huge boobs are thrust into my face over and over, suffocating me somewhat. I try to hold them down, to tame them as they bounce around but he grips my wrists and holds them by my sides.
I'm being ragdolled around the bed, my belly and boobs swaying and bumping around as he fucks me until eventually he pinches my stretch marks painfully and cums deep inside me.
I've always been able to tell when I ovulate, and theres a sinking feeling in my gut that I have. Please no more babies, I beg, as he lets my wrists go and pulls out. Some of his cum -and the other men's cum- spills out onto the bed. But even more of it stays in there.
The sperm swims upwards, always seeking, trying to get me more pregnant. I hope it's not possible, but I know somehow that it is.
I'll give birth soon, but it won't be long before they get me pregnant again. This is my life.