You go to the doctor with complaints about cramping and a bloated stomach. After a quick feel of your distended belly, he tells you that you might have something growing inside you. He says, “I’ll have to do an ultrasound and gynaecological exam to know for certain” and he hurries out of the room. He returns a few minutes later. You strip, lie down on the medical bed and put your legs into the stirrups.
He looks at you as he puts on a pair of gloves and draws a small metal device from his pocket. He pushes a button and a loud noise fills the room, making you wince. He perfunctorily lubes up his fingers and parts your lips.
“This might be cold, young man.” He smiles. The probe slips inside you and a screen appears, it shows an image of your stomach. The Doctor scrolls through a few menus and turns the monitor towards you. He begins to move the probe around inside you, pushing up against your cervix. He hums as you see some forms appear on the screen
“That’s it, that’s it.” He whispers to himself. As he moves the probe around, you begin to feel woozy. “What are those?” You ask.
“Well, they go by many names.” The Doctor says. “Essentially, they are eggs.”
Your eyes widen as you see some egg-forms begin to appear on the screen.
“They are very common in new patients, unfortunately they grow into something much worse. We will need to induce labour so that you can push them out.” He says.
The air rushes out of you as the blood drains from your face in fear.
“Now now, it’s best to get this out of you quickly so you won’t feel too much pain.”
He turns the monitor so that you can see for yourself, then pauses to observe you for a moment, before saying, “I… have a proposition for you. Do you know what a camboy is?”
You are terrified and ashamed. “Yes,” you answer.
“Good.” He smiles wickedly. “I am willing to pay you handsomely if you let me record you birthing these eggs and live-stream it on the internet. Stunned into silence, you look away as the Doctor begins to prepare for the birth.
“How much money will you give me?”
“I have tens of thousands of loyal followers. You’ll earn more than enough.”
“I’ll do it”
The Doctor smiles and walks over to his desk. “Excellent. Let’s begin.” He sets up two video-streaming cameras. One is between your open legs and the other focuses on your face. The room begins to whir as he films you. Without warning, the doctor reaches between your legs and fondles you, fingering you to stretching you open.
"We can’t open you up too much. My viewers love watching you struggle to push the eggs out.”
You look down and feel another pain begin to form.
“Ah! There we go. The first egg is on its way.”
He rubs your stomach and you feel pressure on your cervix. The room begins to spin as you feel the worst pain of your life begin.
“Try to push.”
You strain as hard as you can, and feel the egg slowly descend into your birth canal. The feeling of your cervix opening to accommodate the egg is indescribable.
“Yes! That’s perfect. Now turn your head and look into the camera.”
You face the camera just as a contraction hits, and the doctor zooms in on your red, wailing face.
“Good job. Now feel this,” the doctor says as he presses a small vibrator firmly against your swollen clit. The vibrations cause you to clench and the egg rises back into your womb as your cervix closes again. You scream in frustration as it buzzes harshly on your clit.
"Now I want you to push.”
You push again. The egg drops, and you feel it heavy between your hips. The combined pressure against your g-spot and the stimulation on you clit makes you squirt violently.
“Perfect.” The doctor says.
You pant and pant as the egg slowly descends back into your womb. You’re confused; didn’t you just push that one down? But you look between your legs and see the doctor holding his probe. He’s inserted it back into you, pressing it against your cervix to push the egg back into your womb. You scream as the pain of your womb stretching around the egg shoots through you. You push again. Your battered cervix has stretched now, and you manage to drop the egg in one push. Now you must prepare yourself for the burning stretch of birthing the egg. You breathe deeply and try not to scream as the doctor massages your labia.
“Look into the camera and push for me,” he tells you.
You begin to push, feeling the egg part your folds and pull them taut as your pussy bulges.
“Yes!” he shouts. “That’s it. Would you look at the size of that!”
You scream as you feel the egg push through your pussy. The camera picks up a wet squelch and the egg plops onto the table under you in a pile of goo.
“Perfect,” he smiles. Before your gaping pussy can clench again, he hooks his thumbs into you and spreads your hole for the camera.
“Look at that perfect gape, everyone! His hole is completely ruined. Oh, and look at that! We can see the next egg beginning to penetrate the cervix.” The doctor says to the camera.
You scream as you feel the next egg being pushed through your cervix. The doctor reaches in with a gloved hand to nudge it back into your womb, causing you to cry out.
“That’s a good boy. Just relax and this will all be over soon. Make sure you keep looking into the camera, sweetie.”
You scream as you feel another contraction begin to crest - the doctor takes this as an opportunity to adjust the camera with a slime-covered hand and zoom in on your abused hole. "Much like a dog, the pelvic muscles spasm when the body makes loud noises. Watch his pussy try to clench when he screams. Poor thing, he doesn’t realise he’s gonna gape for weeks.”
You wince as you feel your pussy throb with each pain reflex, preparing you for another wave of eggs to be pushed through. The next egg drops and you pant as you try to birth it. This time, the doctor massages your labia the whole time. Making you involuntarily clench and lose your progress. Eventually, when you’ve stretched your pussy enough to let the egg out, the doctor massages your hole through a painful, over sensitised orgasm. You scream.
“That’s a good boy. That’s it. Relax for the camera or this take much, much longer.”
You scream as the egg is forced out in one final, brutal push. The pain from its exit sends aftershocks of your orgasm through your pussy, and it’s too much for your tiny, weak body to handle. Your pelvic muscles spasm, and you piss onto the table in a weak stream.
“Aw, poor boy,” the doctor chuckles, smiling into the camera. He turns to you and says, “my viewers are getting bored of this position. It’s time we re-adjusted you.”
He shows you his gloved hand and, before you can scream or ask questions, he slides it into your abused hole.
“The next egg is still firmly lodged in your womb, so we will have plenty of time before you need to push again. Now, get on your hands and knees for me.”
You shake your head wildly. “No! No! I don’t want to do that! Please! I’m not a fucking dog!”
The doctor laughs at you. “If you don’t do it, I’m not gonna pay you. So move.”
You are forced onto all fours and you scream as you feel gravity somehow pushes the eggs deeper into you. The position makes it much harder to birth the eggs and puts immense pressure on your g-spot and bladder. Even though you just pissed, a little bit more dribbles out of you pathetically and puddles on the table. You can hear the doctor talking about your dripping red pussy to the camera.
“He’s really turned pink. Look at that perfect hairless hole, just begging to be filled. His pussy is sopping, just like his tight little ass…”
He reaches over and pushes your head down. You really do feel like a dog now, with your ass in the air.
“Good boy. Now, we just need to get the rest of these eggs out, and I’ll be paying you. But first…”
You feel the slick tip of his cock prod at your asshole. Without stretching but with plenty of lube, the doctor forces his way into your tiny, tight ass. He pushes in slowly but without falter, grabbing your waist to force you onto his cock as he thrusts. You gasp as he buries you to the hilt in one strong push. The tears are streaming down your face now as you sob. A contraction hits, and you’re forced to bear down on his massive dick. He bends over you to groan praises into your ear and look into the camera focused on your face.
"Such a good boy. I’m gonna wreck your ass, baby.”
Your body is shaking as the doctor starts to fuck you in earnest. The medic’s office is filled with your sobs and whimpers, the doctor’s guttural groans and sighs of pleasure, and the wet squelch of your tight ass.
“God, so hot and tight.” he moans, reaching down to rub your distended belly and force a contraction, “love it when you squeeze my dick like that. Good boy. Ah… Get ready, sweetie…” he grunts.
Your eyes roll into the back of your head as you feel him throb inside you, filling you with his warm seed. He pauses for a moment to ride his orgasm, then begins to brutally fuck his cum into your ass. You hear the wet, meaty slap of his sweaty balls hitting your gaped pussy. He simply keeps pushing into you as he empties every last drop into your broken body. His fingers dig into your flesh as he holds you in place, and his breath is hot on your ear.
“Good boy. That’s my good boy.” He pants. The contact from his balls against your over sensitive clit forces you into another intense orgasm. In this position, you can feel your cervix attempting to clench closed but be blocked by a large egg. You’re so overwhelmed by the sensations that you don’t notice the doctor pulling out to just rest his tip in you, and then release his bladder. The pressure increases drastically as he fills you with copious amounts of his hot piss. He pulls out and you leak a bit of his piss. The rest of it is flooding down your bowels and sitting heavily behind your stuffed womb. Your eyes roll back into your head again at the pressure. Another contraction hits you hard, and the doctor rushes to adjust the camera so it shows your quivering hole.
“He’s got a few eggs left, but this position with make it significantly harder to push.”
He buries his cock back into you, and just like last time, releases a massive thick squirt right into your ass, just to watch his piss dribble over your poor, abused pussy. The feeling of his piss trickling over your clit makes you quiver. You’re getting dizzy from the pain, and the doctor’s wet cock still filling your ass from behind, but you can feel yourself getting close. He urges you to push around his cock. The pain is nearly intolerable, but you feel an egg squeeze past your cervix and into your birth canal. You whine, a long, low, and very intense sound.
“Good boy. Ruin that cunt for me,” he bends over you to leer into the camera, "now push, hard”.
You scream through a hard push, and just as you feel the egg moving, he rips his dick out of your ass. Without his cock taking up valuable room, the egg rushes out of your hole. You scream at the speed of its delivery, and the pain makes your womb clench. The muscle spasm forces two more eggs out of you, and they land on the table in a puddle of your juices with a wet slap. You pant and whimper through the pain of the brutal stretch, too focused on regaining your sanity to notice the doctor check his monitor and fiddle with the probe. You push once more, feeling both eggs slip out, but you’re unable to get the rest out.
“Well, my viewers are bored. We need to change position again.” He organises you into a low, deep squat. The position immediately opens your hips and gravity lets an egg fluidly drop right out of you. You barely even needed to push.
“Hm, that won’t do.”
The doctor parts your lips and inserts the probe. Without warning, he electrocutes your cervix. The pain seizes you and you lose your balance. The doctor forces you to hold your position with a hand on your shoulder.
"See, everyone, by administering electricity directly to the cervix, the muscle is forced to contract.”
He repeats the process on your hole. Immediately, your gape is gone. You look like a virgin again.
“Now we’ll get all that nice struggling, just like at the beginning.”
With gravity pulling the heavy eggs down, the pressure on your cervix and your contractions intensify. But, all your previous labouring has caused near complete muscle failure and your holes are tighter than ever. Even worse, the eggs just sit there. You begin to cry silently - you don’t even have the energy to scream anymore.
“Oh, my poor boy. Let me help you,” says the doctor. He begins to rub and push at your stomach, forcing the eggs down and through your cervix. You throw your head back and wail. Somehow the stretch is even worse than before.
"You’ve taken too long, sweetie. The eggs have grown. You’ll need to work harder to get them out, and even though this is the best position for birth you’ll still need to push hard.”
You cry and push, but the eggs are fixed in your hole. You cry and push some more, but the eggs just won’t budge. The pain is unbearable. You scream through another weak push just as the doctor presses down on your stomach, and your cervix finally lets the egg through. Now, the egg has to fit through your tight pussy. You feel it’s weight splitting you painfully slowly. You’re too weak to push so you let it slowly break you open. Eventually your pussy is stretched thin around the widest part of the egg.
“Ah, the ring of fire. I bet you understand why they call it that now,” says the doctor as he reaches out to touch the red skin of your abused pussy. The egg slides slowly out of you as you whimper pathetically.
“Excellent. Just one more to go,” he says. Luckily, you’ve stretched back open now, so the final egg gets pushed out without issue. Just as you’re about to birth it completely, the doctor pushes you onto your back and nudges the egg back into your pussy.
“Push it out again.”
You muster up the energy to push for the final time, but when only the tip of the egg is left in you, the doctors hand blocks its path and he pushes it back in.
“Push again.”
“I… I can’t,” you pant and plead.
“Push it out again or I’m forcing it back into your womb.”
You cry in defeat for a moment, and then use all your remaining energy to push the egg out of you. After it finally comes out, you collapse. You’re too exhausted to even cry, and you pelvic muscles give out completely. You cover yourself in piss again. Before you pass out, you vaguely feel a splash against your throbbing pussy as the doctor jerks himself and shoots a thick, hot load onto your hole. You lose consciousness to the feeling of him rubbing his come into your pussy.
my bullying kink is really popping off today and im thinking abt my bully pushing me onto my back on the floor and kicking my legs open and grinding his shoe against my cunt through my underwear and him feeling my big clit and rubbing it back and forth with the toe of his shoe. and the pressure hurts but it also feels good bc i’m a little masochist :3
“You’re Philip Wittebane!” the memory of Luz cheerfully said behind the real Luz.
Luz looked up in agony, distress written upon her face.
“It does feel good to hear another human say that name,” Belos taunted.
Luz’s eyebrows lowered, “Are you though?”
“What? Belos turned to stare at the girl.
Luz stood, “Are you still a human? Or are you more witch, Witch Hunter?”
“How Dare You,” Belos growled.
“No! How Dare You!” Luz took a step forward. “You were so busy protecting the humans from the witches that you never realized you became one yourself!”
“I am not!” Belos shouted.
“How many years, Philip?” Luz laughed mirthlessly. “200? 300? All those years devouring those palismen and you really think there’d be no consequences?”
“Shut up!”
“Look at yourself! You’re not human anymore,” Luz pointed to a mural memory upon the wall depicting Belos with his green scar and pointed ears.
Belos stopped and stared, taking in every detail of the picture.
Kimono drawing guide½, by Kaoruko Maya (tumblr,pixiv,site). Booklet is available in pdf for ¥ 900 here.
Here you can see:
female kimono and yukata (note how the juban underwear peeks when in kimono + how belts differ)
male yukata and kimono (note how the juban underwear peeks when in kimono)
dressing up: male (kimono is not closed yet) and female (kimono closed with datejime belt and ready to put on obi)
differences between female and male kimono once dressed (note how the collars and belts set)
common drawing mistakes (compare with previous picture: shoulders lines are too defined, there is a double hem, collars are narrow, belt is not at the right place etc)
women back collar (the lower the sexier) and men back collar (close to the nape)
back and sleeves differences between men and women
collars and sleeves and view of how kimono drapes around body
Furisode back (long sleeves kimono) and formal furisode obi knot example
Hi, hello, I haven’t been around for quite a while (life has been… happening… a lot) but I am, finally, properly, back.
And I have news
Book 2, book 2!!! It’s happening!!!
Thanks so much to Brett and Little Bee Books for bringing the full webcomic to print, and to Maria for organising everything and being wonderful.
And thanks so much to everyone who preordered/bought the book, or borrowed it at the library, or talked about it with a friend. The past few years have been rough in many ways (including for book publishing) and book 2 might not have had a chance to exist without you. Thank you all so much for the support
But wait… I have more news
New webcomic!! It’s cute and queer and made from the heart and I think you’ll like it if you like my other stuff. Please check it out :)
Mostly about how he went to look for his dad in that galra prison and how he looked like he found someone else instead
Like can I just
This really doesn’t seem like someone who’s looking into an empty cell tbh
And uhhh
He seems to take a pretty long time to return from that “empty cell” there
Not to mention he seems uncharacteristically tense/snappy once he joins up with Rolo and Nyma again
As opposed to being disappointed and upset that he didn’t find his father??
And THEN he looks super distracted when he’s comforting pidge
And again in the beginning if the next episode
So basically what I’m saying is that Matt found another important character in that prison (probably the real shiro but who am I to say) and helped them escape separately for some reason, which is why it took him so long to get back to Rolo and Nyma.
Oh and did I mention he was gone for the entire final episode? Yeah he probably went to meet up with said prisoner
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This is still very preliminary and will require additional investigation, but if it is confirmed then this could be a big step in infant health care
there isnt enough of a conversation about asexuality and/or aromanticism in relation to gender identity bcs after spending a lot of time questioning myself, i came to the conclusion that it is literally impossible for me to pin down whether my disconnectedness from the female gender actually comes from me or from the inherent intertwinement of femininity and sex/romance in our society. and we dont talk about this enough
Kakeru saying that “he’s in love too” and assuming it’s running he’s in love with is basically him telling us he’s in love with Haiji since he himself said that Haiji is what running is
