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“So, to get this plug out, I have to push it out.”

Bash nodded and rubbed at the dog’s swollen belly.

Pascal let out a wobbly sigh as the rubbing was hitting just the right spots. He was coming down off of a contraction and the bear was an expert at pinpointing which muscles were tensing up the most. He’d clearly had plenty of experience with this.

“Does everyone get this treatment?”

“Not everyone…” Bash cooed, “But I know who will and who won’t enjoy certain things. But you love having a big full tummy. Making it a challenge to birth seemed right up your alley. That is… if you know how to make the most of it.” He rubbed upwards against the underside of Pascal’s belly, the dog let out a huff and felt his erection press up against the bed.

“Mmmf… Well, I already know I can’t just push on my own. So I’m either gonna have to roll forward and put a lot more pressure on it or- I get a little help.”

Bash smiled softly. He’d been sitting kinda to the side this whole time, but now he shuffled on his knees and got right in front of the canine.

“Y-yeah, like that~” Pascal rubbed over his belly and let out a content sigh, relishing just how big and stuffed he was. He looked over his shoulder and down at his plump rear, giving it a little wiggle as something in him stirred. It wasn’t a contraction, it was arousal.

“You just tell me what you want pup, I’ll help.”

Pascal blushed and felt himself throb again. Gosh, that pressure felt great. He was full mast and really pressing up against the mattress side. Drips of pre were dribbling down. His pucker flexed around the toy’s narrow stem again. The metal inside him had become warm from his body heat… it was a very nice feeling.

“H-how does playing with a dog in labor feel?” He looked back at Bash as a contraction started to build. One of his eyes clenched shut, but the other stayed open as he eyed the bear.

Bash leaned in, pressing both hands on top of the big swollen belly… and applying pressure. The more he leaned in the more the pressure built. Pascal kept that singular eye contact but gasped. He felt his pucker bulge out and the toy inside shifted, but remained put. It would take more than that. Bash finally got in close enough that he rubbed noses with the dalmatian. He shifted his hips and rolled them up. Pascal could feel something warm and twitchy dragging up his middle until Bash’s blunt tip popped up into view just over the crest of his midriff.

“Mmm… it put me in a really good mood~” The bear pushed his hips up while still pressing into the dog’s middle.

Pascal let out a gasp as the added thrusting made his pucker bulge outwards more, straining around the toy’s wide base just inside his ring. It’s the first time he’d felt himself stretch back there in any meaningful way. Not only that, but he could feel something start to slip into his birth canal. It wasn’t small.
The dalmatian let out a lustful little whine. His entire belly was tensing up under the bear, but it wasn’t uncomfortable, it was just a LOT of pressure. It was an internal straining of his muscles, but with Bash pushing down and thrusting idly it… it was like the most thorough massage he’d ever received. His own body was working with him. Inside and out Pascal felt huge, he felt full, he felt ready to push.

He let out a little whine and grabbed his shirt. There was literally no reason to bother lifting it. It hid nothing at all. But the gesture was what he needed, the feeling that he was completely vulnerable. He looked back at his naked rear and could just barely see the pink gem between his plump cheeks. His toes curled up happily, his bloated knot pulsed. But then he looked back at Bash with the biggest puppy face he could muster. He kept his shirt lifted, he wanted to show he was a good boy.

“P-please Bash, help me push. My big round tummy is stuffed with your plushies… and they need out…”

Bash’s eyes lit up and he gave a big firm thrust that made the dog’s brain scramble a bit. His womb was pushed against firmly and the pressure went all the way to his rear. The bear’s whole length pulsed and the tip bloated for a moment. He was feeling it, getting sucked into Pascal’s unique sense of play.

“But your poor pucker is stuffed puppy~ I think we need to get that plug out first yeah?”

Pascal nodded and whimpered, still giving those puppy eyes. “It’s stuck in me Bash! But I think a big papa bear like you can pop it free~ J-just look at you…”

Bash thrust forward and make Pascal grunt, but he held the position and let his shaft twitch. It stuck straight up and proudly throbbed for the dog, leaking pre of its own. “Oh pup… you need to pop.”

Pascal whined and licked his lips. That thick erection still called to him even after repeated stuffings from it, but now wasn’t the time to sate his oral fixation again. Bash rolled his hips up and pushed his hands down and the dog let out a gasp and a groan. “A-ah! Oh gosh!” He looked back again and watched as his stretched pink hole bulged outwards. The gem actually pushed out slightly and showed a bit of the stem. This would actually work… they just needed more pressure.

“Yeah? Nnnnf… How’s that… Mmmmf… f-feel?” Bash grunted as he made slow but deliberate thrusts. His stiff length rubbed up firmly against the soft white belly fur, and pushed against the taut pink flesh beneath. The pressure it put on his base felt amazing, every throb gave more resistance and encouraged a strong blood flow. The bear, like most people, had normal erections- but also had erections that challenged the definition of ‘rigid’. What he felt as he pushed upwards again and again was just that. Every little ridge and detail and vein popped up each time he gave another thrust.

Pascal’s cheeks were a deep pink as the bear pushed and humped. He obviously knew when a contraction would hit because he’d buck his hips in just a bit more. Each time he’d cause that pink ring to stretch and bulge again, the plug inside toying with Pascal’s hole.

“oooh… it’s helping but… nnnf… it’s not enough…” As he felt another contraction hit he pushed against the toy and Bash gave another thrust. His tail-hole bulged out so much that the entire stem slid out, and the wide bottom of the toy began to show. He grunted, he whined, he groaned and curled his toes up as every muscle tried its best… but then the contraction let up and the plug slid right back into place. He let out a playful whimper. The dog still hadn’t returned to his orgasm from before, just before his water broke. Since then he’d gone back and forth between being on the edge of blowing a huge load, and fading just enough to feel torturous. But ultimately the tickly sensations working their way through his groin were more than pleasurable enough to keep him satisfied. Part of him wanted to cum so bad, the other part wanted the moment to be just right. He couldn’t admit it out loud or he’d ruin the roleplay, but multiple times he’d tensed up his stomach and denied himself an orgasm through sheer will alone. But as the plushy in his birth canal slipped down further… further… further… Pascal could feel the moment was coming whether he wanted it or not. What he’d been missing this whole time was just that extra little push… yet the plushy was anything but little. It was time to soak this moment up.

“A-ah… Bash… c-can you push harder?”

“Nnf, shouldn’t I be the one telling you that?” Bash chuckled for a moment before letting out a moan. The bear was starting to feel his groin warm up. His entire shaft bobbed between their bellies. It was in pure heaven between a big round pregnant tummy, and his own soft chubby ball gut.

Pascal let out a whine and gave Bash the puppy face the best he could, but between blushing and his screwy smile not wanting to leave, it was a bit of a goofy look. But the bear couldn’t deny something… seeing the dog’s continued effort to hold that shirt up and present his big taut midriff was going to send him over the edge. This pup deserved everything he begged for.

“T-tell you what Spots~ You’re the one feeling them shift around, you tell me just when to thrust, and I’ll push as best I can. Besides… if I keep going on my own I’m gonna make a mess any second now.” Bash had indeed stopped thrusting, and simply held his hard-on between the two. It wasn’t going to soften in the last bit, but it was enough to keep that building pressure in his groin from going too far.

Pascal huffed and nodded happily, his horny little smile was stuck there now. The two sat in silence for a moment, just breathing as their hearts both raced. Bash simply kept himself nice and stiff and ready, and Pascal felt as the bear toys inside his tummy shifted. His birth canal felt full now, the plushy was just now starting to press up against the tip of that big metal toy. He could feel the underside of his belly start to tense up… it squeezed a little, let up, and then tensed up even more than before… then all at once squeezed upwards so hard that it would have been noticeable from the outside. Pascal’s tummy tensed up so much he let out a sharp gasp. His belly button bulged from the internal pressure and things being pushed down.

“A-ah! Ah! Push!” He gasped out as he curled his toes up and did the same. His rear felt tight inside and out, but as Bash thrust his hips forward everything dialed up to eleven. He let out another gasp as his manhood bounced and thudded back against the mattress, nearly losing it and spilling a massive load. The dog had to tense up manually down there to stop himself… he twitched and throbbed, a couple drops of cum even got out, but he didn’t ejaculate, he didn’t orgasm. He did however feel his hole stretch around the plug more than it ever had, and he thought for a moment this might be it… but it stopped at a certain point. It just bulged out there, he could feel it, this wasn’t going to let up until the contraction stopped.

“P-push… again!”

Bash rolled his hips up and in turn his hands braced themselves, adding downward force. His length bounced and shot a wet splatter of pre all over the round tummy. The bear moaned out. “Ooh man, I’m c-close pup~”

That thrust pushed the plushy down firmly against the toy, and the plug stretched his hole just a tiny bit more. One of Pascal’s eyes popped open upon feeling this, there were so many unique sensations happening inside him. His belly was still squeezing him hard though, and as he felt his ring yawn just a bit more his knot bloated and flared. It was giving every warning signal it could. Pascal’s grit his teeth and just remembered his kegel exercises, it was all he could do to stop himself from popping early. But boy did he need it.

“oOOoooh… I’m so close… push!”

Bash pushed up again. He was wordless, his big bear tongue hung from his mouth as his manhood throbbed. The plushy pushed against the toy again, the toy widened the dog’s hole just at tad more. The contraction was strong though and still kept the big pregnant dog tight as could be. He knew the finish line was close… so he decided the only solution was speed… and power.

“P-push!”

The bear humped, and just as he got to the top he was surprised to hear another…

“PUSH!”

Bash did as told, humping again much sooner than expected. The dog’s hole stretched and Pascal let out a groan, but didn’t let up.

“Push!”

Bash thrust forward again, the third in a row. It was quick now, the tingly pleasure in his base was rising up again.

“P-p-puuush!”

The dog’s hole stretched tighter and he let out a whine as the bear rolled his hips.

“Push!” ...thrust! “Push!” ...hump! “P-push! Push! Push! Thrust! Hump! Buck! B-Bash! I’m! A-ah!”

The bear pushed up each and every time the dog shouted the word, his brain was all fuzzy, his length stiffened up like a pipe and shot another load of pre. ripples of pleasure ran up his length and he bit his lip.

Pascal leaned forward, grunted, groaned, gasped, his eyes were clenched before but now opened wide as he felt his ring stretch wider than he remembered when the toy went in… his knotted penis was throbbing and leaking pre everywhere, his full fuzzy balls tensed up, his toes splayed, his head filled with wonderful endorphins.

“P-PUSH!”

Bash let out a long horny groan and thrust himself forward one last time. It was all he could handle, he popped immediately and started to paint the dog white. He pushed down into Pascal’s belly more than he realized…

“Oh! B-bash that’s it! That’s it! I’m stretched! The plug! It’s gonna… I’m gonna! F-fuck!”

Pascal’s ring yawned as wide as it could and the dog let out a wide-eyed howl as his entire body trembled. A sudden loud “POP!” echoed through the room, followed by a loud heavy sounding THUD against wood. Pascal’s cock erupted, splattering the ground with seed as the plug was shot free and dented the wooden dresser behind him. He felt the plush toy inside him slide down as his hole clenched, keeping it just inside for now. He couldn’t focus on that though, he was smacking the mattress with his big swollen cock as he shot sticky warm seed.

It was perfect, his head rushed with warmth, his cheeks blushing, him and Bash both looked at each other with their faces contorted in bliss. What a mess the two were making… and yet not a single toy had been birthed yet. Well, aside from the plug.

A series of images and stories that connect directly to one another as Pascal explores an SCP called the 'Labyrinth Hotel', which caters to the sexual fantasies of whoever stays there. What makes the hotel so interesting is that it can also uncover new kinks the individual didn't know they had, so it will allow me to explore some concepts I've never seen before.

-Pascal