Induce me

"god damn it it's not working." You say out loud. You are laying on your couch in your livingroom: The windows and doors to your porch open. Letting in the gentle breeze from from the ocean which caress your naked form as it fans you in the summer heat. You lift your hand which is slick with your pussyjuice and look at it disappointingly. You then rub the juices onto your massive pregnant belly, rubbing them slowly into your flawless, baby-soft, fair skin.Your other hand is idly massaging one of your big milky tits. "its a sad woman without good curves and smooth skin." Your beloved mother had said when you where young which is why she took great care in teaching you how to use natural remedies and training in order to get a lean body with smooth skin. She had also with great love given you natural hormone enhancers when you where young in order for you to develop a gorgeous womanly body with a beautiful bubble-butt and big luscious tits. Your pregnancy only enhancing those qualities making them larger and more squeezable.

You feel your poor twins moving inside your belly as gently caress it. "Mommy is sorry she can't seem to get you out of there my sweet boys." You say softly. They are several weeks overdue now and you realized this morning that you can't just wait idly for your body to go into labor as both you and your babies might start getting hurt soon. It has been 45 weeks with them slowly growing inside you. You had as so far loved being pregnant. The feeling of carrying your beloved husbands children inside you. The increase in attention from everyone in town as they all wanted to know about the babies and get a good touch of the soon-to-be-mother.

45 weeks ago in early autumn you and your beloved Max had been married out on the beach. The entire town had been there. Friends, relatives and goodwill wishers from all over had come to see young Max Slutmaker the fifteenth of the prestigious Slutmaker dynasty which had produced some of the finest slutmakers professionals since anyone could remember or most likely even before that. Max's own father had helped you with realizing your true potential as a woman as your slutmaker. He had presented you to Max at the Spring Female presentation feast shortly after his mentorship of you where finished. The charming and brilliant twenty year old had become so infatuated with you that he started to court you immediately and he proposed to you that summer, you had of course said yes. You felt so beautiful that day, dressed in you traditional white satin open-bra, crotchless string-panties and stockings with garterbelt. Your Sandy blond locks had fluttered sligtly in the wind. The ocean had been the same sapphire as your eyes. Your poor nipples had felt so sour after all the hundreds of guests had performed the traditional congratulations by giving each nipple a quick taste by kiss, lick or nibble then giving your buttocks a nice squeeze letting their fingers gently brush against the bejeweled buttplug hiding between you asscheeks then finally dipping a finger in your pussy in to taste the bridal fluid. You had started crying with joy as the priest had as the priest had finished with those wonderful words "I now pronounce you Mr and Mrs Max and Sara Slutmaker, you may now fuck the bride!" Max had performed his duty as the groom amiably, taking you with great vigor upon the altar to the cheers and salutations of everyone you knew. You are certain that your babies where conceived on that altar due to all the ovulation inducing herbal remedies your mother had helped you with before the ceremony. His sperm rushing towards your eggs while he pulled out his cock from your pussy simultaneously pulling out the bejeweled buttplugg from your ass and then trowing it over his shoulder to the young women behind him that desperately wanted to be the next bride. He had continued to fuck you regularly trough the reception and the night while everybody congratulated you on a wonderful ceremony, commenting on how you where a wonderful couple and of course urging the groom on to fuck his bride with as much gusto as he could since it was his wedding. He hadn't needed the encouragement.

You had been daydreaming about that wonderful day while you masturbated in order to achieve an orgasm strong enough to kick-start the birthing process. This was your third orgasm but nothing had happened. Up until this point you had trusted your young body to simply start going when it was time to go. But over the past days you had started to realize that your body might have missed that the babies needed to come out. Yesterday you had gone to the one person that always had answers for you when your body was acting weird. Your mother was a natural apothecary and was the one everybody went to whenever there was something up with their body. You could go to the hospital if it was really serious but they had a nasty tendency of convincing you that you were really sick and needed to use unnatural synthetic ways to make your body work properly. You had realized early on that you would not be going there as the would just pumped you full of chemicals that did god now's what to you and your children and then convince you to put unnatural plastics inside you when you were having sex to stop you from having babies (shudder). However for once mom didn't have the solution you needed as she admitted to being stumped, baby's tended to come out on their own.

This morning however you had gone to the second best place to find a solution to bodily problems, the internet. You had stumbled on to several articles that had explained that one thing that tended induce birth regularly was intercourse especially when the woman achieved orgasm. This sounded perfect to you, you could stimulate your lazy womb trough your swollen preggopussy. But it didn't work.

You struggled up into a sitting position. If Your Max was here he could have fucked you until the babies came. But he was away to the yearly Slutmaker convention and he didn't now when he was going to be back since some years there was a lot to experience and discus there and other years there was barely anything. Dammit why didn't it work.

Then it hit you, You needed a cock to stimulate you properly. You could barely reach inside yourself so most of the stimulation would be in the outer region of your pussy. You if you had an orgasm while a cock was poking at your womb then surely it would make it wake up and realize that the babies needed to be born. Giddy with excitement you struggle upp from the couch, greatly hindered by your great belly. It's a warm day so better moms sun-protective salve to not get sunburns you think heeding out into the bathroom to find the jar of it. You start to excitingly rub it allover your body, you sigh with pleasure as you masage salve into your big milk-filed breasts. You can't help but get excited tinkling that today your babies will finally be feeding of them. You feel your babies really start moving in your belly. You start rubbing your belly softly "There my little ones, mommy is getting you out soon enough, i can't wait to meat you." For extra safety you take a wide-brimmed hat made of straw to cover your head. Then you pick up your outfit, a white string bikini The bra just covering your nipples while the bottom is covering just enough of the front to be enticing while being able to be removed easily by pulling at the rosette knots at your hips. Since it's swimwear it wont mater if you get body fluids on them. Finally you take your beach-bag and fill it with things you might need and put your sandals on and waddle out on the porch.

You waddle out into the blinding sun. it's a beautiful sunny summer day. You're dressed with intent, everything you will need to bring is with you. Your heart is filed whit determination as you head down on the beach. Today you are going to get fuck, and you are going to keep fucking until someone manages to induce labor in you so that you can finally give birth to your baby boys.