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Part 2: First Birth of Litter One

Aazmi left quickly to gather the rest of the pack, and I whimpered pitifully because I was painfully aroused, but had promised not to do anything until my breeding partner returned with our pack. Even while my belly rippled with contractions, tightening around my unborn pups, I didn't do anything until he returned, closing my eyes, breathing slowly, allowing myself to focus on how I felt inside to distract myself.

Finally, Aazmi returned, the rest of the still-small pack trailing behind him. They stayed a good distance away while I labored, as Aazmi approached my side and gave me a tender smile. We had gone over how this birth would go, from the first pup to the last. I had told him in advance, just in case I forgot, caught up in the pleasure of bringing life into the world, of being of use to my pack. Even so, I smiled back at him, and he ran a paw down my massive, shivering belly.

"Oh, my dear pet," he purred. He flicked his tail, and one of the other Mirrors pushed a mirror on wheels close to me, aiming it between my spread legs. "Sweet little pet. You're doing so good, waiting to birth or pleasure yourself until the father of your pups returned. Now, I'll reward you. You can, should you choose, watch yourself birth."

I shook a bit with want as my hand reached between my thighs to gently rub at my swollen, throbbing clit. "Y-yes... I... I know this is my moment, but... I didn't want you to miss a thing -- oh!" Suddenly, there was a pop and a splash as the first of my waters broke and gushed out of me all at once. "Ah. Even your own children were waiting for you."

"Obedient." He leaned in close to speak to my belly. "Now, follow this order from your father: come meet your fathers and packmates. We've been waiting so long to meet you."

I let out a hot breath as the pups squirmed a little, and I felt like I was about to pop. These babies were going to come out, and they were going to come out soon. I would need to dilate quite wide, and then when the time came to birth, I would need to push every inch of each child out of me, carefully, allowing my body to stretch each time. Apparently, it felt incredible, though, so I had no worries about the process. In fact, I was looking forward to it.

I sat up, keeping my legs spread, my belly settling in my lap as I rubbed the taut skin. Gravity would help this way, and I allowed myself to finally moan as I touched myself. Aazmi slipped behind me, settling there and gently cupping my breasts in his paws, stroking them tenderly. He made absolutely sure to give me pleasure, as that would speed up the dilation and bring the pups out faster.

I was actually in the middle of an orgasm when the nature of the contractions changed, and I felt one of the pups settle low in my belly. That was when I knew it was time, and I moaned out "Gotta push" as my orgasm peaked. When it ended, I did as I said.

I gave the very first push, the very first step towards bringing my babies into the world.

Now everyone was on alert, and as my hands held the bottom of my belly, Aazmi put his paws on the widest part of my belly, rubbing tender circles there in encouragement. I continued pushing, groaning and moaning deliciously as I felt the first pup's head poke at my cervix. Unexpectedly, I came, fluid squirting from me as my hips bucked.

Unbeknownst to me, the best was yet to come.

I audibly panted my baby's head through my cervix and into my open, but tight birth canal. With such a huge head, my body had a good bit of stretching to do. I felt the baby slide into position, the head starting to make a path through my birth canal, towards the exit and out of me, and into the world. I bore myself to the pack, throaty moans leaving me as I thrust my hips forward, watching in the mirror as my body gave into its natural duty.

I spread my legs a little wider to accommodate the large head, opening my hips up wider. I could feel the head pushing through me, going down, down, down as the shoulders and wings now pressed against my cervix. I groaned, resisted the urge to tilt my head back, because now my pussy was starting to form a bulge, and I wanted to see what happened next.

"The child has begun crowning," Aazmi announced as my vaginal lips began to part to reveal the muzzle of my firstborn. He leaned down to kiss my head and stroke my hair. "You're doing so good, pet. Birthing so well for us."

"Hmm... haah... anything for... for you, Aazmi," I purred, the words rolling off of my tongue as I blearily watched the scene unfold before me. Indeed, the first child had begun to crown, the muzzle poking me open, beginning to emerge into the world. "Can I... oohhh... can I catch my baby?"

"Of course, pet," Aazmi replied, continuing to rub my belly. "Of course. But don't get too eager, push gently or let your body push. They mustn't come too fast."

I nodded, biting my lip as I reached down between my legs to touch, to feel what had been inside of me for so long. I was greeted with a smooth, slippery muzzle, and I carefully put my hand under the chin to support it as I pushed, waiting for the inevitable moment when the head would appear and need to be supported. All the while, I moaned and groaned and let out little short gasps of "ah ah ah!" when I was about to cum.

Slowly, with slick, wet sounds, the muzzle pushed further out of me, starting to reveal the brow and eyes. I watched the baby emerge, taking their time, entering the world slowly. My belly heaved as I kept supporting the head, pushing, pushing, pushing. The crest was next, and they stretched me wide, wider than I thought was possible, opening me up until...

Pop. The head popped out of me with a rush of fluid, and the pack murmured softly as I supported the head. I gently stroked my baby's head, encouraging them with gentle loving coos. I made sure to clean the nose and mouth, making sure the baby could breathe. As soon as I was sure the baby was safe, I continued to gently push, push, push, a little at a time. Letting the baby come as they would.

All the while, the pack's eyes never left me, watching as I bore my pups for them.

I loved it.

"Hoo... o-oohhh... almost here," I moaned, cumming as the first shoulder slipped from me along with the first arm. "Mmmm... hmm... second shoulder coming." I cummed the second shoulder out as well, freeing it and the second arm with slick squelching noises. For a few minutes, I admired how I looked, with a half-born baby hanging out of me. "Aaaahhh... get ready... baby coming..." I gasped out.

I watched as my body pushed expertly, pushing out my offspring inch by inch. Slowly, the midsection appeared, and I shifted my hips to help free the baby's bottom half, which finally slipped free from the confines of my body nearly three hours after the birth had begun. And I watched it all, watched as I birthed my first child into my very own hands, watched as the baby opened their eyes and blinked, looking around at their new family.

Then they began to squeak, flexed their little wings and looked up at me. I tucked them close to my chest as Aazmi leaned in to sniff the newborn. "You have a son," I told him softly. The baby, upon smelling my milk-filled breasts, latched onto one of my swollen nipples without a problem and began to suckle, bringing my milk down and into his hungry mouth. I gasped softly at the strange feeling, but didn't pull away. It wasn't bad. In fact, it felt rather good, bringing relief to my full breasts. "A little boy. Isn't he perfect? Did I do a good job?"

"He's strong, and handsome," Aazmi agreed as he tied and cut the cord connecting me to my son. "He's nursing well. Born of our Plaguemother's element, too. He's going to be a survivor."

"His name will be King," I decided. "Strong, handsome, a survivor. A King."

King, the first pup of the Pack Swiftfoot, had finally been born, and I had the pleasure of birthing him.