Well I think it’s second person? This is a hyper pregnancy story that I was slowly fiddling into existence and now I’m sharing (I don’t even have a pic for it )


This is Neske, a female human hunter written in second person in the kingdom of Kuzos. You live in a small village called Gerzona. You've spent your entire life living and working on the outskirts of the kingdom.
Your village is a lovely place that's home to many other people like you. The village has a school, a blacksmith, a doctor, a grocery store and several other shops and businesses. The village can also protect itself in the case of an assault.

You are a capable hunter, and excel at tracking. You are a fair cook, and enjoy the simple pleasures in life.
You are not fond of the presence of other people unless they are also a rakshasa like you. You do not understand why other races feel the need to be in a large group. You prefer to work alone, as you are efficient and get more done that way.

The village is quiet after dark.
You want to go look for your mate, the father of the growing litter within your gravid belly.

But the weight of your pregnancy midriff will be in your way .

You keep walking, heading towards the woods. The weight of your belly is extremely tough to walk with, but you manage. You make your way through the trees, skirting around large patches of exposed earth. The snow begins to thaw from the ground, turning to mush beneath you feet. You walk through muddy patches, water rolling and churning the earth.
You've been out here long enough to know this mud is not going to dry up anytime soon.
Due to the weight of your pregnancy your paws sink into the mud a little deeper with each step. You try to keep moving forward, but after a while, you can't help but slow down. You move as quickly as you can through the mud, using your legs and your momentum to hop over the muddy patches. It's exhausting, but you push yourself.
As you run, your belly begin to roll and shift. The weight of your belly is pulling you down. You hop as quickly as you can, trying not to fall, but you are so tired.
You lose balance, and land on your side in the mush. You struggle to get up, but your belly prevents you from doing so. You push with your hind legs, rolling onto your belly. You push with your legs, but only succeed in dragging your gravid belly in the mud.
The weight of your belly is pulling you down. You try to pull your belly out of the muddy patch, but it just keeps you stuck in place.
You lay on your pregnant midriff and pant. You try to move again, but you feel so tired.
You don't want to do this anymore, but your belly won't let you rest.
Push. You push.

Until you reach the end of the mud patch.

You sit up slowly, grabbing onto your swollen belly. You gasp for breath, and try to calm yourself. Your belly is wet and muddy. The thought crosses your mind that you should change your position, but you're so tired.
You lay down again, and close your eyes.

You soon drift off to sleep.
You awaken to the feeling of a wet tongue licking your face.
You open your eyes, and sit up to find a large black wolf/rakshasa lying next to you.

"What's a fine female like you doing out here?..." he says patting your swollen gravidness "...and so ripe too" he exclaims.
"I'm looking after my pups" you reply.
He stares at you, and begins to sniff your belly.
"How many do you think you've got in there?"
You look down, not wishing to know.
"Oh my! So many! How delightful! What a lucky girl you are to carry such a carrying load!" he smiles nuzzling your belly.
You blush as he pets your belly.

"Your pregnant belly looks so ripe with gravidness” he says playfully nuzzling your belly.
You blush and shy away from him.

"A fine female like you should have as many pups as possible... You won't mind if I add a few more?" He says with a grin of malicious intent.
“Uh...” Again you blush,
His touching of your pregnant belly is feeling lustfull to you,
So you also feel repulsion.
He stares at you with a smirk,
You try to stand up, but your balance is off as your gravid belly prevents you from standing properly.
He steps in front of you and blocks your path.
You’re getting worried now, you should do something to get him out of the way; you look down at your belly again, at that exact moment he does as well, but with lust.
His canine member now visible ,
You drop to your knees and begin to wince as he begins to rub it along your belly.
You begin to cry out into the quiet night, hoping someone will hear you and rescue you.
No one is thire to... Well, it seems the rakshasa is also too lustful to let you leave.

"Oh your ripe pregnancy is so soft, and Big" he says running his tongue along your belly.
Your pained yelp and grunt encourages him to rub it in further, and his member begins to swell in size.
You cry out louder into the dark wilderness, feeling the air blow through your fur as the moon illuminates your plight.
Your hopes of rescue are unfulfilled.

Your pregnancy has a growth spurt of its own, and you rapidly enlarge to an immensity never seen before.
The heat from your womb helps ripen the flesh on your belly too.

He is enamoured by your pregnancy's suddenly growth spurt and you hear his voice growing fainter and fainter.

"What a fine harvest you are" he rubs your swelling gravidness.
"It will be even more glorious when the little rascals burst from your belly" he says licking your belly.
You can feel them rubbing against your belly's inside as he says this. He looks like he wants to say something, but stops himself.
"It's a pity you aren’t my mate" he says and begins to move away.

You're about to follow him when you find your belly very large and heavy, You're not able to get up With your belly now ripe pregnancy.
"Ah, Ah hun how will you get away?" He begins to laugh as he watches you struggle to get up.
Your so gravid in ripe pregnancy that you can't even stand up, so he finally stops laughing

"Ah hun, I like you,” he begins to purr, sensing your submissive nature.
"You will make a fine addition to the tribe, and those little fellows inside you are going to be pretty impressive of an addition."
He runs his claws gently down your belly while he leans into you.


Your pregnancy is so ripe it's taut ive you can feel the fear running through you.
"You see, I can tell how ripe you are simply by how you react to me, I'm not going to hurt you"

Those of his tribe have arrived to put you in a cart drawn by the horses you saw earlier.
They quickly shove your weighed body into the back of the cart and cover you with furs, As they get in themselves.
They begin to move you towards the distant village, You wiggle against the weight on top of you, feeling your belly rub along the carts wooden sides.

You rub your taut ripe gravid belly with your paws, feeling the movement of it against the cart, you try to focus on that and not the fear.

You feel a slight touch on your belly, and look down to see one of the rakshasas running his clawed hand gently over your belly.
You look up wondering what he's doing, You hope you can escape before the male gets out to ‘collect’ your babies,

"I'm going to enjoy this so much, I have dreamed about this for so long. " He says as he gently pets your gravid belly

"Ah hun, you are so ripe,?!" he says in extreme excitement, rubbing against your belly.
You wiggle as much as you can to get away from him, but he's far too strong for you, and he keeps you too pinned to move.
You look up to see the lead rakshasas owner is looking back at you, He seems to be communicating with his own people via some sort of mumbling growling sounds.
You then realize they made a terrible mistake, he is NOT a male like the other one, he is female!

They admire how taut in ripe ive your stomach is, and that your womb is ready to burst, you can see the female rakshasas immediately starts to move towards you,
"Ah hun, you are truly incredible. Your belly has grown so big with little cubs inside you!" she says as she runs her claws gently over your taut furry belly.
You wince as she runs her paws over your bellybutton, you can feel your stomach stretch with a jolt.
You wince at the ting this sends up.
"Ah hun, don't worry, your precious little cubs are safe inside there, I would never hurt them." She says looking you dead in the eyes, with a small smirk.
You aren't sure whether to hate them for that or thank them.

"Ooooooh how I wish I could keep them safe within Me, but that would be cruelty, wouldn't it? I wonder when you’ll pop..." she says followed by a mischievous chuckle.

She seems to have a twisted sadistic personality, and she seems to want you and your cubs for herself.
This makes you want to prevent the birth for as long as possible, your gravid belly already groans in protest.
Your already overdue, how much more can your womb take? You groan in pain and strain as you pat your overdue belly.
You look up realizing that the female rakshasas is now directly in front of you.

She moves in until your face is less than an inch from hers.
"When you pop, it will probably be like a ripe watermelon." She says with a sadistic grin.
You shudder in disgust and try to push her away, but your pregnant belly is in the way.
"This is for the best hun, trust me."
You push her away and she moves back with a chuckle. She seems to be enjoying this.
You fall onto your back hard due to the weight of your pregnancy.
"I'll get you yet hun, I'll get you yet." You hear her gleefully whisper as you groan in pain.

You are so tired, and want this to end.
You look up to see the male rakshasas watching you, his head tilted to one side.
"Oh how I'd love to see your ripe belly pop" he says with a slight smile
The female rakshasas appears from behind him and runs her claw down his back.
"Don't spoil the moment, we'll get the cubs after all this is over."
You relax slightly, but that masculine hand is still resting on your belly.

Your pregnancy has given you a gravid belly that's so ripe and swollen that it groans loudly whenever you move.
You heave to one side as much as you can in an effort to ease the pressure on your stomach, but, it just about takes up your whole outline. You groan as you try to move, but it seems impossible.
Your belly has become so big and heavy you have trouble breathing. At this point, you don't care if it pops and kills you. You close your eyes and wait for the end.
You don't know how long you spend waiting, but when you open your eyes again you see that the male rakshasa has moved closer. You also notice that his hand has left your belly.
He looks at you for a moment, but makes no move towards you.

The wagon has now arrived at your captors village You wince as you notice it's small and lacking in any creature comforts. It reminds you of how helpless you are.
As the last of the captors exit the wagon, you notice that several rakshasas immediately surround it.
"Wow she’s so pregnant I'm surprised she hasn't burst yet!" You hear one remark as they inspect you.
"It's going to be worth the wait to see her pop." Another adds.
You wince again as you feel how helpless you truly are. You should have never trusted them.
"What will you do with her?" A third asks.
"Hell if I know, we have a lot of things to discuss and not a lot of time to do it, so we're taking her with us." The lead female captor replies.
"Where are you taking her?"
"We're going to discuss that later, but don't worry, she'll be fine."
They grab you under your armpit and pull you to your knees. You wince again as the weight of your belly presses against your legs, but you know you can't resist now.

They bring you into the village and eventually into a large communal lodge. A few are chatting in front of the fire when you enter, but they cease all conversation and watch you intently.
You feel immediately under pressure as you enter the circle of captors, you're surrounded and they are all staring.
"I'm not going anywhere."
"Nah, just making sure she isn't straying."
They both snicker at this comment and you feel sooo trapped.

"Ya..." the lead female captor says as she walks up to you. she's seemingly taking perverted pleasure seeing you soo perfusly pregnant!
"Well, you are a prisoner after all."
She runs her claw down your midriff and then runs it through your hair. "At least you're both safe to the best of our ability I suppose."

Later you end up alone with her, at her whims. She makes you fell like a slab of meat as she inspects you.
"You will be worth the wait." She says as her claw runs down your belly...
"...to see you grow..." she says with an air of erotica.
Your belly is so big and ripe it nearly worsens your current feeling of fear and pressure.
"...so big and strong, and ripe with pups..."
Your heart skips a few beats as she runs her claw down your belly again.
"...my...my" she says as if deep in thought. "You are truly a sight to behold." She reaches down to pleasure herself as sees and rubs your belly. "I have a lot of...plans for you."
You feel sick as she touches herself and your belly, but that only seems to make her want you more.

"C-captor?..."
She laughs, "My name is Melenkarth, but everyone just calls me Mel."