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Part Eight: Final Birth

Both Odus and I were excited for this last birth. I was ready for this last pleasure; the third cub, the one I had birthed onto Odus before, had been much smaller than the one currently settled low in my belly. This would take longer, and now that I knew what was good, it would be so much more intimate and erotic. Now that I was much smaller, I could easily look down and see when my child would emerge. I continued to murmur and coo to my belly while Odus prepared, resting the camera where it had been before, then rolling onto his back, ready for me.

"Alright... it's time now," I sighed, waddling over to Odus, placing my feet on either side of him and standing, rubbing my belly. "I'm... going to stand to help the head come down," I told him. "As the baby gets lower, I'll squat lower until I'm sitting. And then... I'll give birth on you." I looked down at him, smiling. Our last baby would be delivered in an atmosphere of total love and joy, just like their siblings. I had no concerns about what would come after, because I knew Odus would take care of us. Our little family.

I began to rock on my heels, legs and thighs trembling just a bit as contractions began again. They rippled through me, full and slow, squeezing my belly and the baby still inside of me. And oh gods it was absolutely massive. I shuddered and moaned as the head pushed, pushed, pushed against my cervix. It was still a tight squeeze, but I was open so wide now from birthing five other babies, there was no struggle to get the head to engage, to get the baby moving into my birth canal.

Slowly, I bent my knees a little, squatting closer to Odus's chest as I panted hotly. I gave a little grunt as my waters broke for the final time, splashing onto his soft mane and soaking his fur. He sighed blissfully, looking up at me adoringly. Already, the pressure on my cervix was intense, and my body squeezed the baby tightly. I exhaled slowly, then moaned, still rubbing my belly and feeling the baby as they moved down. I wanted my little one to know they were loved.

"My darling," I murmured softly to the curve of my belly, as my skin trembled and my belly contracted. I squatted a little lower as the baby's head slipped through my cervix and into my birth canal. "Oh, my sweet little baby. Your Daddies love you so much. We... we love you. We want to see you happy, and healthy, and grow up strong." Odus caressed my lower belly in his paws, feeling my body and uterus contract.

I moaned, eyes fluttering open and shut as intense waves of pleasure passed through me. Over the next hour, the contractions became more intense, stronger than ever, while I squatted lower and lower. I groaned with pleasure, the only sound for a little while my hard, shuddering breaths echoing through the den. This was so different from the others. So much more incredible. Odus's paws continued to rub and caress my belly. I groaned and moaned and licked my lips, until finally I was sitting on Odus's chest.

"Hoo... you ready?" I asked softly, looking down at Odus. By now, my pussy was bulging, barely holding back the solid, massive head. I cupped my bulging lips with my hand, rubbing with my palm, ready to open up and bring our baby into the world.

"Yes, I... want to watch you, you're so incredible," Odus finally breathed out. "I love you."

"I love you too," I said, and then groaned as I began to push with the peak of the next contraction. My lips spread, opening up to reveal the life inside of me. I kept the push, holding it gently as the nose slipped through my slick tunnel. I gasped as the head rotated a bit, unexpectedly, nubby horns pushing against my sensitive walls as the baby moved to be face up.

Oh. This wasn't a position I had birthed in yet. Excitement fluttered in my belly as I breathed, allowing my muscles to relax. The muzzle kept me open just a bit, and it went on like this for the next half hour; me gently pushing, speaking to the baby as I opened, revealing the soft nose and mouth for a bit before it pulled back. Each time, though, it pulled back less, until finally the nose and mouth were holding me open, stretching me, crowning beautifully between my legs. I opened up my hips, breathing and moaning and spreading my legs to accommodate this massive child.

All the while, Odus's eyes stayed fixed on me, watching as our child began to emerge. My tight pussy stretched perfectly around the muzzle, though I knew nothing was going to happen quickly with this one. I reached a full crown of the muzzle, and then it stayed that way for another hour, with me breathing easily, waiting for the brow to come. Waiting for the little horns. Then, slowly, slowly, it started to slip forward, and I felt every little feature of the face and head pushing past my g-spot and sensitive walls.

I sobbed, threw my head back and allowed my body to rock with the orgasm, spasming and squirting all over my mate. He gave a soft little groan, and then I felt the warmth of cum on my back as he reached his own orgasm at the same time. I moaned and sobbed and wailed my pleasure, the little nubby horns rubbing against my sensitive tunnel. I would finally reach the end of my orgasm, then another push would make the horns rub against me again and I would cum, and cum, and cum more.

"Oh, baby, you're -- making me feel so good," I whimpered. "Mmm... haah... but I want to meet you. I want to see you, so... please... come out." I moaned. "Come out."

I pushed, gently, softly, slowly, and the head dragged forward. I repeated soft little "oh oh oh"'s like a prayer, cumming and squirting while my baby opened me up. Again, I bore myself to the world, arching my back, throwing my head back and wailing my baby's head through my canal and out of me, stretching my arms above my head. "Aaaahhhh, crowning," I moaned. Slowly, along with slick squelching sounds, the brow and horns finally poked out of me. I reached down, stroking the baby, my baby, our baby, sighing blissfully.

"Odus," I murmured. "Feel our baby. Say hello." I shifted a little so that he could touch the soft head, and he smiled, rubbing the forehead with his thumb.

"Hello, sweet little one," he cooed. "Sweet, sweet little one. I've wanted to meet you for so long, ever since your Daddy's belly started to grow. I want to be the best father to you. I want you to know you're loved no matter what."

His words were simply so sweet, and I cried a bit with joy. By now, Odus knew I was crying from happiness and not from pain or fear. We kept our hands on the baby, guiding the little head out further, pussy squeezing and stretching as the baby came face up. I came a few more times, whispering "oh darling, oh baby" as I did. The baby was coming on their own pace, slowly, easily, gently. Taking their time coming into the world. I kept on pushing gently to help coax them out, as Odus and I spoke to them.

It truly felt like we were birthing together.

"Ah... aaaahhhhh," I whisper-moaned, eyelids fluttering open and shut again as pleasure overwhelmed me, birthing fluids flowing from me when the head emerged fully. And oh gods, oh it was huge. It was so big, bigger than the last baby, and I swallowed as I felt the shoulders push against me, begging to be born, ready to come out. I had no doubts that I could birth this baby, even with its massive girth. After all, one day I'd birth Imperials. This would be nothing.

I shuddered with another orgasm as I pushed, fluids splashing from me onto Odus's chest as we continued to hold the baby's head, guiding them out further. Odus pet the slick, wet head, then used his other paw to gently rub and massage my belly. My pussy throbbed around the emerging child. I had to birth the shoulders now.

I closed my eyes, focusing completely on giving birth as I rocked my hips, the baby easing their way through me. "Ah... nnn... guh... here comes shoulder one," I grunted, then pushed, squirting out fluid as that first shoulder slipped out of me. I carefully, carefully, allowed the baby to lean against their father's chest, pulling my hand away. Odus did the same, allowing his chest to support the baby as I continued to labor. "Uuuhhh. Uh, uh, uh. Nnn. Hmm. Shoulder two," I finally moaned out half an hour later. "It's coming. The baby's... coming out." True to my word, the second slippery shoulder appeared, and I shifted my hips a little to help free them.

"Aha... oh... oooohhhh... here comes, here comes baby," I breathed, pussy squelching as I gently passed the front legs. Beyond that, the shoulderblades and wings came, and by now the baby's eyes were open, looking at me and their father as I birthed them onto his chest. Everything felt so... surreal, as the midsection slowly appeared, my body pushing and squeezing out every inch of this massive baby. I came once more, the spasms easing the baby along, fluid spraying out, another obscene squelch and squeak coming from my vagina as I breathed out the baby's hips, hindquarters, back legs and tail. Finally, I birthed the last baby onto Odus's chest, sighing happily as I relaxed and allowed him to clean up the baby.

"A little boy. Good job," Odus murmured, handing me the baby. I stayed where I was, stroking the slippery baby as I held him close to my breast. "You were so amazing, Will. You've done so well." I nodded as I watched my son latch onto my swollen nipple, drinking my sweet milk, growing stronger. He flexed his tiny wings and kneaded my breast with soft little paws.

"Thank you for doing this with me," I said to Odus. This baby resembled him so strongly, it was as though I had just birthed a clone. "His name... his name is Junior. After his Daddy."

Odus cried while he cut the cord, and I settled into the nest for a moment to allow Junior to finish nursing and burp while I passed the afterbirth. When everything was said and done, Junior rested with his older siblings while Odus and I bathed, cleaning ourselves before returning to our new family. I laid down on one side of the nest, the babies all nuzzling into the curve of my much smaller belly, exposing my breasts in case they needed to feed again while I slept. Odus laid down on the other side, putting a wing over us protectively.

This was love. This was my future. This was what I was supposed to be doing. I accepted that as I drifted off to sleep with my six new babies, knowing they were the first of many.