“Of course, sweetheart, anything.” He jumped to his feet and said, “I’ll be right back.” Rushing into the kitchen, Jared fumbled through the drawers, throwing on the floor what he didn’t need in search for a water bottle. He figured if he filled a giant water bottle, he wouldn’t have to leave Jensen’s side for water again. With his contractions becoming closer and closer together, he didn’t want to miss one and make Jensen go through it alone.
Niso gripped the pregnant male's shoulders to keep him calm, nodding. "Your water just broke Francis, just breathe and push." He said soothingly, reaching down to rub at Francis' stomach. Wordlessly, Niso guided Francis, leaning him as far back as possible before his head was under water to give as much space needed for the baby to pass through. "You have to push on the contractions!" He stressed, looking down at Francis' swollen stomach and frowning worriedly. Francis whined and gripped Niso's hand tightly, terrified. He was there for both his labours and he'd seen what birth was like. "Nnnhh...N-No.." He shook his head weakly, "Make it stop!..Hurts!" His anus felt so full, stuffed painfully with pressure he couldn't release. Sweat poured from his brow. He thrashed in the waters, hands frantically clutching at the rims of the tub for support while he hoisted his torso out of the bath, and strained. "Ahh...ahh...H-help..!" Francis cried out, groaning as the baby's head engaged his rectum, shredding the muscular tissues.
Merlin doubted it. He gazed down at his son in fascination. It occurred to him to be thankful he hadn’t grown actual breasts while he was pregnant. He wasn’t sure how much his masculinity could endure, carrying a child was bad enough but breasts would have probably tipped him over the edge. He had lost all of his chest hair but that seemed a small price to pay.
On the other hand, it felt so fucking good. He’d not been aware enough – or too focused on other agonies elsewhere – to realize they’d put some sort of pump on his cock and it was milking him like a farmer’s hand late for a date. At some point the nurse, the one who never had wiped that stupid grin off her face, had started gently massaging his swollen balls and it was both the best and worst sensation ever.
The head popped out and she pulled against her bindings as the shoulder stretched her even further. She whimpered, laying heavily upon the mattress. Seeing the girl's strength leaving her the woman unwrapped the cord from the infant's head and grabbed it's neck. She began pulling the babe up and down, furthering it down the birth canal. The girl panted as the woman did so. "Oh! Oh!" She cried, feeling the infant move within her. Unable to fight she groans as the shoulders divide her more. With a scream the child is renched out, allowing the remaining fluid to expel from her. Her opening burns and is still freely bleeding when the woman cradles the infant. She smiles, discovering the sex and holds it up for the others to see, careful of the cord. "Male!" she exclaims and the men cheer. The infant wails as it's placed upon the new mother to be cleaned. She could only lay and pant in exhaustion as the woman smiled upon her. "You did well," she congratulates her, "Definitely a keeper."
Suddenly, Francis felt the ring of fire return as his anus slowly bulged and stretched around the baby's head. His chest burned and he paused to draw breath but too late, the head had slipped back inside. Get back out here!" Niso felt helpless. He could only stay by the pregnant male and offer just the smallest relief. His hands kneaded the knots in Francis’ heaving flank and lower back, easing some of the pressure. “You're doing it, just keep pushing. It's already crowned Francis." He kissed the laboring male’s shoulder and temple as encouragement then shuffled back to check Francis' entrance. Niso was able to make out a tuft of dark hair poking out as the baby started to crown, and knew it would come out quickly if Francis gave a hard push.
Emerging Secret (Mpreg) Ch. 1 Alternate Ending 1 Jim placed his hand on his belly and his back against the shower wall. He balled his one hand into a fist as he pushed himself up from the ground, his knees buckling a bit as he wobbly stood up. With another swift waft of pain overcoming him he hunched forward, facing the floor. Jim bit his lower lip and as he waddled over to a cabinet, and grabbed a few towels.
Man why isn't anyone here? Oh well I will just have fun by myself with my soon to be born baby./She went into the water where only her feet were getting soaked. She went deeper into the water where the water went up to her chest. It was cool and fun for her until she started getting contractions./Ow! Ow baby Delia what's wrong?! Ung!/She stood there at her place and hunched clutching her stomach. The contractions grew worse and worse by the minute. She tried to get to shore but stumbled as she moved from the waves pushing her back./Come on you can do it Athena. Get to shore and have your baby./As she went where the water only went up to her hips a sudden PPP was heard and her water broke. Her stomach got tense sending a huge painful co
The sudden squeak of rubber soled shoes on polished floors signaled that apparently sick, demented cow noises, was a good clear signal to trained medical staff that a baby was arriving imminently. Jared moved out of the way of the flurry of arriving staff, to the head of the bed where Jensen had managed to partly drape himself as he pushed and strained to deliver their baby girl.
"F-Francis..." Niso mumbled softly, shifting so the tired male could see the baby. He looked down at it too when it began to cry. "N-Niso.." Francis moaned weakly, leaning his weight against the older male, his body still shaking from the strain of delivery. Slowly, he turned to look at the squalling baby cradled in Niso's arms. Francis couldn't believe the baby had come out of him. Before he could dwell too long on the insanity of the birth, his body convulsed and he arched his back, groaning anew when another contraction hit and a torrent of fluids expelled from his anus. "No..no..n-not again," Francis cried, face flushed and shiny with sweat. It was too soon! Niso bit his lip and got up from the tub, finding a towel and wrapping the baby in it. After laying the baby on the floor where it was safe he got back into the tub, gripping Francis' hand now. "It's happening again?" Niso asked, swallowing hard as he looked down to Francis' still swollen stomach with a shake of his head. Francis nodded jerkily. His chest burned with each quick and shallow breath, his lungs desperate for more air. But before he could gasp again, he surrendered himself to another painful contraction and bore down with a vengeance. The pressure in his anus was escalating. He bellowed loudly and squeezed Niso's hand for support. His head was spinning from lack of oxygen and he wanted the pain to disappear but it was only worsening. He paused for a brief moment to collect himself then jerked back with a cry when an involuntary spasm seized his body. The next baby was on the edge of crowning. "I can't," Francis begged and looked imploringly at Niso. He was defeated. "I can't do this..It hurts too much.."Niso just shook his head and kept a tight grip on Francis' hand. "Push Francis!" He ordered him harshly, glaring a little. "I gave birth to your six kids! Now push!" He growled. Deep down, he felt mildly angry at Francis' for giving up so early. He pressed his hand to Francis' stomach and narrowed his eyes at him. "Push.” "S-Stop it! Get offa me." Francis bucked and jerked, trying to wrench himself free from Niso's grips. He felt as though he was tearing in half, his sore anus bulging and straining to release the baby trapped inside his canal. It did not come out with his last push and he gasped for breath then fell forward, groaning as its head edged closer and closer to his anus, stretching him past the point of pain. Grunting, Francis threw his head back and pushed again, face and neck reddening from the extreme effort. Despite the pain wracking his body, he yanked his knees to his chest and bore down, cursing and screaming, when suddenly something slippery and wet emerged between his thighs, gushing fluids. "Haa..haa..h-head's out," he called weakly.
“Ok Jensen, you really are nearly done. She’s right down now. I can see that she’s going to be a blondie like me, so how about you give me a really good one with the next contraction and we’ll see if we can get this done, yeah? What do you say?” the doctor coached as she used her hands to support the skin around their daughter’s tiny blood smeared head.
Jack swung down hard with the axe splitting the piece of wood almost perfectly in two. He liked chopping wood, it helped him forget. Forget things like dropping out of his residency to help care for his elderly parents way up in the mountains. At least up here there was not a hospital or even a clinic around for miles to remind him of his abandon career of becoming a doctor. Now that his parents finally past on Jack was left with a stalled life and a mountain home that was not selling. As he placed another log on the chopping block he saw a snow flake fall on his hand, great he thought another storm! There goes my chances of getting into town today.