muchbirth: Aisha’s Long Day (Another collaboritive effort with the ever divine Mister Bump:&nb
muchbirth: Aisha’s Long Day (Another collaboritive effort with the ever divine Mister Bump: https://misterbump.tumblr.com/ ) Biting her lip, the confused teenager felt the first contraction race across her swollen middle. The entire day had been too bizarre and fast to grasp mentally. Horrifying nightmares about some man pinning her down and forcing himself inside her. As he came inside, the shadowy figure fell apart into slimy pieces, that swarmed across the ground and surrounded the violated schoolgirl, all while a warm, sticky feeling flooded her core, and the sensation of something big happening, some powerful, undeniable force danced on the edge of her awareness… That morning in the shower Aisha felt some strange substance oozing from between her legs. On the way to school there was a strange pulling tightness deep inside. For the first few periods, a slight swelling just above the overly-warm girl’s groin grew, gradually enough to not be obvious, and yet so quickly that it couldn’t be ignored by the one it was growing from. Gradually, the frightened victim’s navel was pulled flat before being forced out. Movement, strong and unnatural, began to come from inside. But Aisha was so warm, so overwhelmed, she didn’t even think to call for help, trying to hold herself together until the end of class. Then the cramps began. The fertilized student didn’t want to draw attention from the teacher or her classmates, and so suffered in silence as the force of her mysterious contractions grew. But as the pressure mounted, and one of the unnatural children that had been forced inside of Aisha’s womb began to press hard against her cervix, the quiet whimpers began to make the students nearby take notice. The pressure began to overwhelm the teenager’s ability to stay silent, and just as she felt like she couldn’t keep it in anymore, the pressure released. However, the sensation of something sticky and slimy seeping down inside of the full-term girl caused her to shudder and moan, holding her belly as she squirmed. Opening her legs without realizing, a thick, sweet smelling blue substance began to ooze from between Aisha’s swollen, puffy gender, ruining her panties and skirt, forming a warm puddle on her chair. A new feeling began to assault the laboring mother-to-be. A need, filling her mind, her soul, impossible to ignore. A voice only she could hear for now, but that almost every girl someday will. Saying one thing. “Push.” It could not be denied. Opening her mouth in a silent scream, Aisha began to tremble in her desk as the feeling of her first unwanted child began to enter her birth canal. It felt smaller than a normal child, and softer, but seemed to be producing more of that strange substance that was still dripping from between the heavily pregnant student’s legs. Progress was slower than the laboring teen would have liked, the baby sometimes sticking to her feminine tunnel. But before long the disgusting creature Aisha was giving birth to was resting just behind her opening, making the horrified soon-to-be-mother’s delicate slit bulge and pulse within her underwear. Now several students were looking, a steady wet sound coming from the silent, embarrassed teenager’s area as her birthing fluids… if you could call them that… steadily dripped onto the linoleum. And as her peers gazed with a mixture of horror and excitement, Aisha had to bear down once more. The baby that had grown so quickly inside her crowned, forcing her girlhood wide, burning and throbbing as the overwhelmed student struggled to bring her unexpected child into the world. Her panties bulged strongly with her inhuman, slimy offspring, and as the pregnant schoolgirl felt tears running down her face, cheeks burning with embarrassment as even her teacher started to stare, her first unwanted child slipped from her opening. Aisha’s sticky, ruined undies held the thing she had given birth to for only a moment before it plopped to the ground. The traumatized student didn’t look at her first baby, didn’t WANT to look, as another strong contraction wracked her body. The next one was coming even faster, and as her fellow students screamed at what had just been given the gift of life from their classmates body, Aisha at last let out an agonized scream, her second child crowning, and a third starting to enter her birth canal already. There would be dozens of these terrible creatures delivered from the teenage girl’s womb before she was done. And before the end of the day, many of them will have wriggled their way into another girl’s uterus, fertilizing them and ensuring Aisha will have plenty of nightmarish grandchildren… )———- For the other half of this art trade, look here: -- source link
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