#office birth

[birthfan]

Important meeting

Claire had always been a career focused woman; whenever she had to make a choice and the alternative was work related she wouldn't even think twice about it, that's how she lost her husband, he couldn't deal with her ignoring him in favour of another meeting or work event, so he left, but not before leaving Claire a little gift.

"Huuu will you two settle down" the woman scolded the twins in her belly as if they could actually hear her, Claire sighed as she rubbed it to help soothe the discomfort, it had been 8 months since her husband left and 7 since she realised she was pregnant.

Her due date was a week ago but unfortunately the babies decided they had to stay in a little longer, Claire was sick of being pregnant, she couldn't wait to have them out of her so that at work everything could go back to normal, she hated all the extra attention people gave her, always asking if she was fine or if she needed anything, god it was soo annoying.

When they gave her the opportunity for maternity leave she immediately shut that down, she wouldn't let something as trivial as babies growing in her from stopping her from pursuing her career, she intended to work till she had to push them out.

Claire grunted as she felt a tightening sensation over her belly "hnnng you fuckers better stay in there till tomorrow evening, huu I can't miss the meeting"; the board of directors had been considering various employees to join them, Claire was one of them, and tomorrow she would have to be there at all costs.

The brunette undressed and prepared for bed, she wanted to go to sleep early tonight so she could be in her best form, her massive belly kept feeling weird but she gave it no mind just attributing to the twins being active, as she laid in bed rubbing her belly she slowly began to feel herself drift off into sleep.

A strong feeling of tightness in her belly woke Claire up "hnnng fuuuck" she groaned as she sat up on her bed, that was definitely a contraction. As she rubbed her belly she saw that her alarm had already gone off "Shit!! Gotta get ready" she exclaimed as she got up as quickly as she could.

As Claire dressed herself she felt another contraction hit her, it had been less than ten minutes since the last one. There was no doubt about it, she was definitely in labour "hmmm you fuckers won't make me miss this meeting".

Claire rushed down the stairs clutching her labouring belly as she checked the time "alright mmnng should still be able to catch the last bus" she said to herself. As she exited her apartment complex she quickly ran towards the bus stop, just barely making it.

Thankfully her office was only two stops away so in about ten minutes she made it, and she had only two contractions during the ride. She rushed towards the elevator and pressed the button, and as soon as she reached her floor she bolted towards her desk.

Claire panted both from exhaustion and from the pain of her labour as she leaned over her desk. "Hooo hooo mnnnnng fuck, y-you little shits better stay in there" she whispered to her babies as she clutched her belly.

"Hey hey look who made it" Claire turned around to see Jane a colleague and professional annoyance. The pregnant lady scoffed as she sat down on her chair it barely holding her weight as the annoying woman leaned on the entrance to her cubicle.

"You were taking so long I thought you'd popped and had to skip the meeting" Jane said feigning disinterest, Claire waved her away as her other hand rubbed her belly "in your dreams Jane, I'm getting that position no matter what".

Jane chuckled "we'll see mama, we'll see, the meeting is in an hour, hope your baby can wait that long" "babies!" Claire corrected her as her colleague went back to her own cubicle. God she hated that woman, always trying to one up her and sucking up to the bosses, she was insufferable.

Claire tried to distract herself by working as she waited for the meeting to start, the hour felt endless as her contractions were getting stronger and closer together. It was now only fifteen minutes until the meeting, she decided to go to the bathroom so that she wouldn't need to leave the room later.

As Claire waddled towards the bathroom she felt a growing pressure inside of her, but she tried to ignore it. As she sat down on the toilet and unzipped her pencil skirt she felt her strongest contraction yet causing a pained whimper to escape her lips, immediately after she felt fluids gush out of her womanhood soaking her underwear "fuck! No no no not now" she cried out as she felt an increase in pressure.

Claire breathed deeply as she tried to calm herself "hooo hooo, I don't need to freak out, I might still have time" she whispered to herself before standing back up. Fortunately since she had removed her skirt it was dry and clean, but unfortunately her panties were drenched and smelled of birth fluids, so she quickly flushed them down the toilet before heading out of the bathroom.

As Claire went out into the hallway she saw Jane and some of her other colleagues head towards the meeting room, it was time. Everyone entered the room as their bosses pointed them towards their seats.

Claire sat down she heard Mr Smith their local manager start speaking "alright everyone seems to be here. So as you all know we will be reviewing your presentations on how to improve our company's earnings for our next fiscal year. We've decided to review them in alphabetical order."

Claire silently cursed, god of course, why did her last name have to be Zumperly. But before she could even finish her thought condemning the order of the alphabet a contraction hit her causing her to clench her teeth, she needed to push.

Maybe if she just gave a small push it would help relieve the pressure, so as soon as everyone was distracted she gave a small weak push "mnn" a small whimper escaped her lips as she tried her best to not scream from the pain.

As Claire let out small breaths to regain energy she noticed that the person sat in front of her was Jane, who was thankfully busy rereading her notes as her first colleague showed their presentation. She hoped Jane wouldn't be a problem as she was the one right before her, but at least for now she was too worried with her presentation.

"Typical, she has to reread everything at the last minute" Claire thought to herself right before another contraction caused her to wince. Her first baby's head was pressing against her cervix and the need to push was unbearable, but she bit her lip and tried her best not to push "hmm".

The small moan escaping the labouring woman's lips caused Jane to perk up her head to see her rival struggling "oh fuck is she in labour?" She thought to herself as Claire breathed out and went back to pretending to listen to her colleagues' presentation, she wouldn't be surprised if she'd give birth right here, she had always put work before everything else.

As Claire's boss called the next person she felt something poke at her shin, she looked in front of her to see Jane writing something on a piece of paper and sliding it towards her. It read "are you having your baby right now? You know I was joking earlier" Claire scoffed and wrote her answer on the piece of paper and slid it back to Jane.

The woman opened the piece of paper to read "none of your business". "Of course she'd say that if she was in labour" she thought to herself as she wrote on another piece of paper. As Jane wrote she heard a whimper coming from Claire who was clenching her fists as she shifted uncomfortably and bit her lip almost hard enough to draw blood.

Claire felt her baby's head enter her birth canal without her pushing as her body contracting made her want to scream, as the contraction ended she felt another piece of paper hit her hand, it read "you have to go to the hospital".

Claire began furiously writing her answer before throwing the piece of paper at Jane, some of their colleagues turned around for a second as they heard the sound of paper being thrown. Jane opened the ball of paper to read "you'd love that wouldn't you, so that you can steal my promotion, now stop bothering me!!"

As Jane gave up on trying to help Claire the labouring woman decided to distract herself from her woes by focusing on her colleagues' presentations "heh everyone is going for such banal and shortsighted plans, I've got this" she thought to herself doing her best to not think about the baby slowly descending her birth canal.

Claire wanted to scream, these presentations just wouldn't end and her contractions were getting unbearable, she had to push. Her boss called Jane which was a small relief as after her rival it'd be her turn finally.

As Jane began her presentation Claire's eyes went wide, she felt her lips begin to slowly bulge out "hmmmm fuck not now baby please" she whispered and groaned as she fought the urge to yell from pain. It definitely didn't help that her rival's presentation rivaled her own.

While Jane kept going with her presentation Claire started giving small pushes hoping to help with the pain, but while the pain of her contractions lessened a strong burning sensation was beginning to form on her puffy lips as her firstborn's head began to stretch them apart.

Claire bit down on her lip to not scream, the taste of blood filling her mouth as she heard Jane concluding her presentation.

"Excellent job miss Yang, so far without a doubt the best presentation yet. Miss Zumperly, it's your turn now, we've been looking forward to see what you have to say." Claire's boss said.

Claire nodded as she slowly stood up her thighs being forced apart by the head spreading her lips as she waddled towards the whiteboard. "S-so as you ah-all know our pr-hm-profits have been hnnn" she tried to talk through the pain before her boss interrupted her.

"Miss Zumperly are you alright" Mr Smith asked seeing Claire struggle "J-just peachy Mr Smiiiiiiioooooooooooh gooood" her answer was interrupted by the sudden need to push and her giving in as her baby's head painfully stretched her lips.

The executives in the room started to panic as Claire kept moaning in pain while leaning on the wall, before Jane intervened "She's in labour, does anyone know how to help?" The room shrugged collectively being full of middle aged men that had only ever heard their wives talk about it in retrospect.

Jane scoffed while Claire pushed again "haaaaaa mnnnnnnnnnnnnnnhhhh" she tried her best not to let out an ear piercing scream as her baby reached a full crown, tears streaming down her face as her lips felt like a rubber band close to snapping.

Jane quickly dialed 911 while the executives either went out of the meeting room or stayed with a shocked expression on their face "we are in need of an ambulance right now!! A colleague of mine just went into labour and-" she was interrupted by Claire screaming as she pushed again "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH HAAAA haaa hooo hooo" the head popping out of her with fluids spraying all over her ruined pencil skirt making it visible in-between her fat thighs.

"Oh fuck she pushed the head out!! Please hurry up we're in the office building on 51st street on the 12th floor!" Jane concluded quickly throwing her phone aside and going to hold her colleague's baby as it's head dangled out of her sore womanhood.

Claire took deep breaths and held on to the filing cabinet as she prepared herself for the next contraction "P-please hooo catch them" she stuttered out to her rival. Jane nodded before Claire bore down to push with all her might.

"Hnnnggggggaaaaaaaaaaaah haaaaa" the woman yelled and groaned as she pushed her firstborn into her colleague's arms, birth fluids leaking out of her soaking the carpeted floor even more.

As Jane handed Claire her baby the now mother catched her breath while nursing her son "I gotta get to the reception, it'll take forever for them to get all the equipment on the elevator" she said referring to the ambulance crew that her colleague called.

Before Jane could rebut Claire started hurrying towards the elevator, already feeling her second baby pass through her cervix, with every step she took her baby slipped lower and lower as everyone looked at her as she held a baby in her arms with the umbilical cord still hanging out of her.

Claire found herself in the middle of the cubicles as she felt a really strong contraction, this time she immediately gave in to the urge almost involuntarily,she suddenly squatted causing a loud ripping sound to be heard, she looked down to see her tight pencil skirt ripped in half as it slipped off her legs exposing her puffy red womanhood to all her colleagues.

But she had no time to feel embarrassed as she had to push "nnnnnnnnggggghhh haaaa" she panted as her pussy bulged painfully once again, her hand slipping down towards her lips to try to help them stretch.

As people began to gather around Claire her rival reached her, making her way through the crowd she reached the labouring business woman "Do you need help to reach the elevator?" Jane asked as she lowered herself to the squatting mother's height.

Claire nodded and slowly pulled herself up holding on to her colleague as they both slowly walked towards the elevator "hmmm nnngghh" the labouring woman moaned as her lips began to slowly open up again.

As they entered the elevator Jane pushed the ground floor button while Claire bit her lip and kept breastfeeding her newborn "hooo th-thanks b-but why hnnng are you helping me?" She asked her rival, to which she responded "I mean I do want the same position that you do but I'm not heartless, even if you might think otherwise"

Claire grunted as she gave a small push causing her lips to open up more and more "hmmmm" Jane knelt in-between her colleague's legs and pressed on her perineum to help prevent tearing "and also I might find myself in the same situation in a few months" she said.

Claire looked at her once rival and said "oh! Well hooo congratulations I guess, it's n-not hnnng easy" Jane chuckled "yeah well I can see that", Claire smiled lightly before feeling a contraction and pushing with it "hooooooooooo mmnnnnnnggggAAAAAAH" she yelled as her baby crowned.

Jane's hands went to help her colleague's lips stretch as she pushed "this baby seems a bit bigger than its brother" she said as Claire leaned on the elevator door absentmindedly just before hearing a ding followed by a robotic voice saying "ground floor"

As the cold metal doors opened Claire fell backwards only to be quickly caught by Jane, the event caused most people at the reception to turn towards the awkward pair as the thick half naked office lady moaned.

"Huuuuuu goood it hurts so bad" she said as the baby's head came out about halfway, Jane tried her best to help Claire back up only for her to squat down, as the less pregnant of the two was about to rebut she heard sirens approaching the building.

Jane quickly stood up and said "wait right there" before sprinting towards the entrance, Claire didn't even process what was said as she had to focus on pushing "hoooooooooooaaaaaaaah" her moan turned into a yell that echoed through the reception as her second baby's head came out of her.

She was squatting so low that head almost touched the now wet floor. As Claire gathered strength for her next push she heard a commotion as Jane and two paramedics ran towards her, but before she could say anything the strongest contraction she ever felt hit her.

"HMMNMAAAAAAAAH OOOOH GOD FUUUCK" she yelled as the baby's shoulders stretched her beyond belief causing her to tear. A paramedic quickly grabbed her firstborn from her arms allowing them to go to her battered womanhood as she yelled, while the other quickly went to hold the second baby as it slipped out of her.

As Claire finally felt the relief of her birth canal finally emptying she laid on the ground panting, while the paramedics cut her babies' cords and cleaned them up, Jane approached her and jokingly asked "you ready for that presentation now?" To which Claire chuckled "of course just tell the board of directors to reach me in my hospital room."

Hey everyone sorry this took so long, I hope you all enjoy it

#birth kink #giving birth #fpreg #birth #birth fic #public birth #office birth #poll story #finally lol

[donotpush]

Imagine...

Your heavily pregnant coworker disappeared from your view in the middle of the day.

It didn't surprise you, after all, it was painfully obvious that they should have taken that maternity break long ago.

You saw them early in the morning walking— waddling towards their cubicle.

A gravid, overdue belly hanging low in front of them, heavy and tight, looking uncomfortable enough to make your underwear wet.

Of course, it didn't surprise you when they left early. They had been puffing and huffing all morning, rubbing desperately their belly and squirming in the uncomfortable chair, looking for some sort of relief.

They probably left for the fucking hospital, you thought. And rightfully.

But as you made your way back from your lunch break, you stopped dead in the doorway to the janitor's closet.

You weren't sure about it at first if you were imagining it or not. So you stood there, stopped breathing and listened carefully.

There was a low, muffled whine coming from behind the door. It sounded like a whimper, a quiet plea, barely audible.

Oh god, please don't let this be another couple of those young interns that can't keep their hands off each other.

But it didn't sound like two people, just a single, moaning voice.

You debated what to do for a moment. Your conscience told you to mind your own business and leave for your office, but curiosity killed the cat, and you found yourself slowly sliding the door open, peering inside.

Your jaw dropped at the sight of your coworker.

There they were, their forehead resting against the wall as they panted for breath, hunched over their massive, and now uncovered, contracting stomach.

Your eyes drifted from the hypnotic view of the swollen belly to their pants, a huge wet spot spreading across their black jeans.

"Oh my god!" you blurted out, then realised. "Did your water just broke?"

They snapped their head up at your sudden outburst, staring at you with wide eyes. The words seemed stuck in their throat as another low moan escaped them.

"Are you in labor?" You asked, stepping further into the room and dropping into a squat beside them.

This whole situation was making something in your pants go crazy, a totally horny bastard for this.

"What do you think?" they whispered hoarsely. Their face was flushed red and sweaty, and their hair stuck to their forehead.

Of course, they were.

There was another groan, louder this time, as your coworker hid their face against their hands to muffle the sound.

Their knees buckled under them, almost falling into a squat that made you think would get that baby out ASAP.

Your coworker was trying to hold onto the wall for support while simultaneously holding onto their stomach.

"I'm gonna...". You couldn't even finish your sentence before they were gasping, moans escaping their lips again.

Another groan. Another contraction.

"I'm gonna get help."

"Please...! Don't tell... boss!" they moaned, hips rocking against the air. "I'm fired if I... have this baby here. I'm... ughn... trying not to push!"

You stared at them, not sure what to do. Because what else could you do when your coworker was (trying not to) giving birth in front of you?

Their face was flushed, and you didn't know if with pain or embarrassment, sweat dripping down their forehead and their contracting stomach.

Hanging low, their belly looked so massive right now.

"Oh, God...!" they whimpered, squeezing their eyes shut and pressing their forehead against the wall. "I'm trying... not to push...!"

The following chain of desperate moans, whimpers and groans that filled the small janitor's closet made you come to a single conclusion.

They weren't gonna make it.

"It's... coming!" They choked out. "I'm... I can't... I'm pushing!"

Indeed, the sight was enough: with another moan, you stared wide-eyed as a bulge started to grow in their pants, the baby's head forcing its way out.

With no shame now, your coworker moaned loudly, dropping to a squat as they closed their eyes shut. With another push, the bulge only grew bigger against the wet fabric of the restraining pants.

"It's coming!" your coworker cried out, panting heavily. "Now!"

Nothing much your boss could do about it.

#birth kink #pregnancy #birth denial #labor #pregnancy fantasy #clothing birth #pregnant captions #nonbinarypreg #mpreg #fpreg #office birth

[therrerium-valkryonia]

All she could feel was pain, her back tightens as does her womb built with pressure as the baby drags itself forward against her cunt, she shifts her hips as wide as they we're her baby was very large and began to budge through but it was not what she wanted as she was busy with papers.

She was a president and was a great one at that being the most helpful and skyrocketing all the sales and economy across the country, she was hurting and mostly silent at the moment trying to distract herself from the constant pain she is having but she dropped the pen and rubbed her big taut belly full with twins and since she was alone due to issues with staff having problems.

"hrnnhm, Okay hoOOh I r- eally need to f- finish my paperwork now, please just let me get done." and she continued with the ten papers left and as the grew worse, she dripped more of sweat and she was in a full office suit wearing tight office skirts and skin tights as she let a hand rubbed her large belly hanging low between her legs her skin taut and her womb pained as even the baby beens staying in the same area for alot of hours "Yrgghh, c'mon just wait baby please!"

And after hours, she'd leaned back in her seat rubbing her belly and having nothing she can do so far, she grits her teeth as the baby finally gets out and pops out gushing and she falls out her seat groaning out, leans forward and grips onto the desk trying to hold it in but the weight gets the best of her and it drops further down and stretches her panties and she grabs the seat and sits against the baby and sent hell across her own body and felt a heavy burning inside.

She swiveled her seat but the baby was coming out and forced her down to her knees snapping her panties and came out gushing in fluid all over as she caught the baby and held him up just looking as it wails and she smiles tiringly.

#birth kink #painful birth #labor #pregnancy #pregnant #labor kink #pregnancy kink #labor and delivery #birth fic #pregnant kink #office #office birth #pushing #labor fic #birth story #giving birth #birth

[shiftythrifting]

Accidentally trans-inclusionary or mpreg?

#submission #thrifting #shiftythrifting #books #pregnancy stuff #you better not give birth to that bonehead in my office!

[shitpostingkats]

Can I pour one out for Mrs. Fudo????

Despite also being a lead developer on Satellite reactor, she does not have the title of Dr. Fudo, like her husband. She also died when the reactor blew, but makes no appearance in the show while Yusei's dad comes prancing in from the afterlife like once a season. No one ever mentions or talks about her. The only time she ever appears in the series is in a shattered photograph in one scene. This is the best picture we have of her.

Mrs. Fudo, ma'am, I want you to know I'm thinking of you.

#Yuma's mom also gets this but not to the same extent Mrs. Fudo is literally NEVER MENTIONED #ma'am you're so strong and smart and beautiful #you were a queen and should be remembered as such #she was a head researcher on a MASSIVE scientific endeavor that discovered an entire new form of matter??? #she continued working even while pregnant???? #she possibly gave birth to Yusei AT her office????? #she died in the line of duty alongside her husband?????? #I'm just saying this woman clearly RULED #yugioh #yugioh 5ds #ygo 5ds #5ds #yusei fudo

[rebluvio]

symas yuri,,,save me,,, save me symas yuri,,,

#deadass frogot to post this my bad #symas #women #mk1 art #mortal kombat 1 art #my favourite mk artist liked this im so happy rn #YURI ON ICE MOVIE GOT OFFICALLY CANCELED I WILL HAVE BIRTH OF CACTUSES OUT OF MY ASS /ref #ship art #art #mortal kombat #tomas vrbada #syzoth #mk1 reptile #mk1 smoke #art on tumblr #genderbend #doodles

[frevandrest]

Just learned that Gilbert's father died at the battle of Minden. That's the third frev person I know whose father participated in the battle (SJ and Hérault's), and the second one whose father died (Hérault's). Gilbert's dad was also a 20 something aristo officer. Small sample, but I guess there is something to say about the stupidity of giving such young men so high positions in the battle command based on birth.

#what do i know #but sj's father survived #and he was in his 40s #it's not aristo vs commoner thing #and it could be a coincidence #but this seems to require a lot of experience #giving 20 somethings high ranks just because of the birth status seems mega stupid #or idk giving them ranks based on frev importance #sj had a higher rank in his 20s than his father ever had #so it's not just aristos #but it seems mega stupid #except in frev they have an excuse of not having officers #so they had to use people they had #frev #gilbert

[movedtodykedvonte]

Peter Parker would rather reveal he’s Spider-Man than let Jameson start a rumor that no one knows who Spidey is causes he’s actually a commuter from Jersey or god forbid Connecticut

#peter swings into the office and rips off the mask with this pass port birth cirtificut and wallet in hand #like you will not put that on his good New Yorker name #peter parker #spiderman #spider-man #marvel comics #j Jonah Jameson voice SEND ME ASKS ABIUT SPIDERMAN NOW #j jonah jameson

[housewifebuck]

what's ur natal chart

im gonna be so real I had to google what this meant but here

#I was like natal chart....are you asking for my hospital birth records... #asks #office hours

[deadqueernoldor]

Consider: Maglor's wailing as a baby was so loud that it caused Feanor to invent not only:

noise cancelling headphones and ear plugs

teething rings you can put ice in AND an ice box

Music boxes with lullabies

But also security glass, because if you cradled screaming little Kanafinwë too closely to one, there was a good chance your window just fucking cracked.

#Maglor's wailing was also the birth hour of the formal noise complaint and a grievances office in tirion #listen feanor gave you ONE well behaved child that liked politicking and looking ovee your shoulder while doing paperwork thats all you get #maglor earned himself all kinds of nicknames meaning screamer or rooster because the bastard also wailed on schedule #just shitposting #headcanons #maglor #tolkien

[exilethegame]

Howdy! Hope you don’t mind me asking more of a silly question, but how does Mother feel about being called-well other forms of mom? I have a little quirk for my commander he does to call her anything But Mother but I’m not sure how she would feel about it NDJS sorry for the weird question

It depends on the context! If they're normal variations she won't care at all-- she's not strict on being called "Mother" at all.

Otherwise, if they're more "odd" variations...

If it was a natural quirk of MC (just part of their personality), she wouldn't really mind it. Naturally, if MC used a super absurd title in a super serious situation when others are present she might get a bit peeved, but it isn't anything she cares about too deeply.

Otherwise, if MC is doing it with the intention of annoying her, then she'll get upset. She'll have small reactions-- things like her eye twitching, her posture going stiff, annoyed scoffs and sighs-- but the more MC does it the more it's obvious it bugs her. It's one of those things she'd deem and being childish and immature, so she wouldn't ever actually bother confronting MC about it.

However, if MC kept the jig up for long enough... I honestly think she'd just grow used to it, eventually. She has significantly more things to worry about than her child calling her weird names.

#MC waltzing into her office calling her 'adoptive birth giver' #answered #marcelle

[johnnyhatesducks]

UGH FURRYS, I spent a long time deciding what animal they would be if they were animals, They ended up being a goat and a raccoon (I guess Jim and Pam would be the ones from zootopia, the fox and the rabbit yk)

#the office fanart #the office #the office us #michael scott #michael gary scott #michael scott fanart #dwight schrute #dwight schrute fanart #dwichael #happy birth moment michael #furrys #hehehehehh raccoon #steve carell #rainn wilson #my art 👽

[corallapis]

thinking abt how the morbius crisis would have thwarted a young master's political ambitions.

#like a 180 from 'fast-tracked for office since birth' to 'won't be touched w a ten-foot pole.' #the master #dw

[highoncatfood]

my bday is in 9 days wht r u guys gonna get me

#i love my birth date a lot its very pretty #im gonna buy myself another yomi standee #hopefully #im jst waiting for other packages to arrive first cuz i cant keep track of too many #well technically one of them already arrived but i wasnt home so it got sent to a post office #and i cant get it until monday ù_ú #gadanie

[therrerium-valkryonia]

Clock Out (MY Ver.)

(Title Inspired by: @rotrighthrough Ver. of the same name)

Veronica works at a very perverted environment and being in a mostly male powered monetary accountant, she was in a bad place but also she was slightly financially stable and could not take any chances being an German-Canadian immigrant, she was struggling in America and every decision could cost a lot and switching jobs and or countries is risky but she gets her money by her hourglass fit figure and heavily pregnant beauty but she is now in her private cubicle, 9 months pregnant and in labor and water broken thoroughly and only having 4 hours left in her shift, sitting uncomfortably in her chair with a contracting abdomen, distracted from her properly working as she is bearing the singeing pain. Veronica having the cursed wardrobe of tight latex underwear tightly rending her pussy and her leather mini-skirt being the shortest and tightest thing that she could wear making her feel more exposed and her tight black thighhighs makes things worse in more ways than one . Then her boss Mr. Trent catches her pained expression, grins and walks over to her. "Oh, Shit",

"Hey Ronnie, darling you good?" Veronica wanted to destroy this man "I'm doing great, thank you Mr. Trent" She said in a very humbly, staring away from the computer. Her boss rub his crusty, oily hands on the tense white tux shirt fabric on top of the very sensitive belly. "Great, Good to hear. Umm, If you don't mind could you get me a coffee, now would you." 'That Dick" Veronica slowly got up and even thou, she felt the baby plummet down when she stood up with the head now brimming beyond the vagina. Mr. Greed looking under her skirt and grabbing the head, " Have we got a little accident down under?". Veronica Grunting and pissed replies "No, sir." Mr. Greed Chuckles “Good, because if that bastard child is birthed in my office you’re ass is so fired.” Veronica's breath hitched but she nodded. "Good girl".

Veronica hobbling off to get Mr. Trent his coffee and curses to herself when she can't be heard. She reaches the coffee machine and leaned against the counter, breathing her way through a searing contraction. When it subsides, she's made the coffee and waddled it over to Mr. Greed, He gives her a hefty slap on her ass that made her quiver considerably, "Good girl". Smiling at her. Him looking under her skirt at her bulging lingerie and his grin widens considerably. "Do you want to quit now and cut your losses?". He asked snobbishly. Veronica shaking her head. "No, Sir." Her Boss hummed and smiled. "Then back to work, no need to waste time with chit chat".

Veronica returned to her desk to see that her chair had been removed. Her female coworker; Trinity notices her expression and giggles. "Boss says best you have a standing desk you lose weight." She looked Veronica up and down and grinned, eyes pounding at the babies bulging head between her jerking legs. She walked over to her and slid a hand under skirt, brushing her fingers over the baby's head. She was about to punish her but a searing contraction came over her and she grits her teeth and almost collapsing to her knees, resting in overwhelming urge to push. "Ay I'll give you my chair for a price". Trinity purred, groping the breasts of Veronica and making her leak out her fitted tux shirt. "F-Fuck off Trinity". She stammered "Ok Sorry, Jeez. I'll watch that the kid isn't out on company time, Mr. Trent will thank me." Veronica furrowing her brows and locates another swiveling chair and pulls it over to her desk. The minute she takes a seat however, she could feel the baby's head move forward fast, it throbbed against her tortured labia, pressing down against it forcing it back into her. Singing pain spread all over her body but she manages to ignore it and work as best as possible.

About 2 and a half hours later, she so thoroughly soaked her tux shirt was practically transparent. Her Contractions we're now back to back, giving her no respite from the wretching pain. her belly was as hard as a smooth rock, packed with suppressed contractions. She knew she 1:30 minutes left of work but she could feel her purple pussy burn that she fears that it might tear, the baby's head is pushing against the tight fabric of her panties. She could feel herself pushing and despite trying to stop, it was impossible. The thick fog of pain overtook her and her body started to push on it's own, the head and neck now fully out. Luckily her tight panties prevented the baby from coming out any further. She bit into her knuckles to silence her moans and groans.

Mr. Trent came over to her desk and leaned against it. "mind standing up for me, hun?" He asked with a grin. Veronica didn't even know if it was possible, the strain on her steel herd belly made sitting more painful than any other pain she ever felt before in her life, let alone standing. She braced against the table and stood up slowly, knees twitching. Mr. Trent Excited in watching her suffer, her face already red in heat and tiredness She looked down at his pants and bulge begins to form, 'Creep' He looked down at her translucent tux shirt and soaked chest, then took a look under her leather mini-skirt, now covered in birthing fluid. "You remember our deal, right." He said mockingly. Veronica gritting her teeth and nodded. Mr. Trent giving her a hard slap on her belly sending a hellish pain throughout it and forcing her to squat down, pushing hard, however the stretched out fabric had no more give and after a few minutes of squatting and panting, she shakily got up again, face flushed and sweaty. Mr. Greed chuckling "Y'know I can give a release right? Right now, you can quit now if you want" Mr. Trent's smirk brought back all the defiance back into Veronica and she stood as straight as she could, shaking her head. "I'm gonna need that said aloud doll face." Veronica swallowed a thick glob of spit and shakily said "N-No I- I can" another contraction struck her and she collapsed onto her knees, the baby pushing wildly against her swollen pussy. Mr. Trent kneeled down and looking under her skirt along with all 22 co-workers just surrounding her, all accepting that she has given up, well that's where they fucked up "I can wait a half hour to clock out just let me handle this baby would you?" All very surprised and disappointed return to their desks.

Veronica stood up and leaned against the desk and takes a seat, sitting against her smoldering tortured pussy and pushing the baby back slightly and in smoldering and singeing pain she rocks back and forth in her moving swiveling chair as to compensate for the pain, her diamond blue eyes starting to tear up, feeling the baby's shoulders but then her tight latex undergarments preventing it and it stings Veronica and no matter how she tries she can't stop the constant pain and she even flattened a scrunchie with her teeth to silence whatever noise of pain she makes. Veronica having only 12 and a half minutes left, now only 11 minutes left to go, she slowly gets up to get water and hears a snap and her tight underwear ripped open. The baby's head plummeting and she screeches out in agony but at an instant but even then all her co-workers and even Mr. Trent comes and crowds around Veronica taking turns looking under her ruined skirt and the barging head between it. "Looks there's not much choice now Ronnie, Just let it happen." her diamond eyes glanced over to the clock, 8 minutes. Fuck NO. She clamped a hand over wildly bulging pussy, now swelling and nearly purple along tear dropped shaped to prevent the baby from going any further. Blood and Labor fluids dripped and flowed between her fingers and she could the sweat between her black hairs and her knees trembling so much, she feared they wouldn't be enough. Only 5 minutes to go, she had this in the bag.

She got up and fell backwards against the wall and fell back down to her knees, hand on the babies head and crossing her legs as tightly as possible and the pain intensified drastically and made her hyper sensitive to everything. her female co-worker looked down at her fearfully and eagerly. 3 minutes.... 2 minutes.. shit. Her boss places both hands and prying her legs open, the baby falling out quickly but her hands pushing it back in, a searing and constant pain goes across her belly and vagina even more fluid and blood drops and flows down, 1 minute..... 45 seconds... 32 seconds and Veronica's vision starts blacking out but then she gets up after hearing 10 seconds.... 5 seconds..... 3 seconds, 2 seconds, 1 seconds and times up! "Impre-" Veronica waddles off quickly and tries to get to her car but a strong contraction makes her bend over and grip door and waddles quickly towards the storage room enters and closes the door as she walks down the dark hallway and sits down leans her back against the wall and grabs her thighs with both hands and widens them then pushes as hard as she can and the baby is born and she falls to her side and pulls her baby to her chest.

HR got a heavily aggressive email, got her a raise and her boss gets fired, so eyy. She won eventually.

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[citrlet]

very personal and probably tmi in the tags for literally no reason other than to vent

#so... i've been on my period for three weeks now and i'm Struggling #i have extremely low iron levels already and you can imagine this is really not helping #im on the phone with my doctors office rn #and also im on birth control too so im like?? i thought it was working well but i guess not ahdghjjk #i sure love being a woman #dl