It had been 9 months since Rosie had been bred. It was an unexpected pregnancy but welcomed nonetheless. She was a heifer, used primarily for her milk. However, the farmers had other plans for her. Her job was to have calves, the farmers had been getting low on cows and her lineage had a high probability of multiples. So, they bought her for this sole purpose. However, farmers usually wait a year or two before breeding, so the heifers got used to the bulls and such. But, she became very impatient. So, she organized her own breeding, with the help of her friend. Well, he was a friend…their relationship is a bit complicated at the moment. This was her first calf, they always said the first one is the hardest but she was quite skeptical of that. Well, she was until that morning, she was in the field when the pain started. She clutched her swollen stomach feebly as the calf shifted lower into her pelvis, the head pressed against her opening. Her bull was there but she didn’t tell him, he would’ve been way too worried for only one contraction. But now it was nighttime. No one was there to help her. She could ask another heifer but they didn’t really like her. No one likes a cow who disobeys the farmer’s orders.
In the barn, the heifers stood on one side and the Bulls on the other. Two fences and a walkway were between them. Quite simple, however, the bulls had a known history of jerking off or getting aroused while their heifers labored. One time a bull even escaped and put his fat cock into his laboring heifer's ass.
She shifted under the weight of her stomach as another contraction was unleashed on her body. “Aughhhh…” The stall Rosie stayed in was about the size of half a hotel room. Small enough to feel cramped but big enough that there could be much worse. Rosie stood, her hands touching the wooden ledge rocking her hips back and forth. “Ngh!” Another contraction hit and caused Rosie’s knees to buckle slightly. “Oh fuck!” Rosie blurted as the calf moved further down. She could almost feel it now, this baby was spreading her wide open. She felt like she was getting cut in half.
“You’re doing great sweetie!” One of the bulls, presumably Tucker, yelled out. Tucker, better known as Ferdinand, was the bull who knocked Rosie up. They started out as friends but quickly turned into something much much more. To be honest the farmers weren’t even sure Tucker would breed, he was always the sweetest but the heifers often rejected the sweet guys. But one fateful night Tucker snuck out and into Rosie’s stall and fucked her. Hard. Everyone heard, whether it was from the loud thwaps! Of skin touching skin or if it was from Rosie’s loud moans. But now that feisty flirty girl is gone. Replaced by an overly pregnant laboring heifer.
“I blame you for this!” Rosie shouted at Tucker as another contraction hit, causing her to buckle her knees.
“Me?! It was your idea for me to even escape!” Tucker said exasperated. He wished he could go over and help her but the fence was too high for him to climb and he knew she couldn’t get over here. Tucker grunted in frustration and punched the metal fence.
“AH!” Rosie gasped as a ton of fluid fell from her. “Oh…mmmm…” She leaned forward and rested her head on her arm as another contraction now way worse rippled through her.
“I need to get over there..” Tucker mumbled looking for a way out. He and Rosie had always been close, close enough that he was unfazed when Rosie asked him to knock her up. He had been on this farm his entire life, born and raised there. Rosie, however, had arrived on the farm when she was 5 and he was 6. Ever since that day, they had been best friends, well now maybe more. Still complicated.
“Chill, she’s fine they do this all the time.” One of Tucker’s friends patted him on the back. Tucker turned his head and gave the bull a hard angry stare. “Ah…okay then.” His friend put his hands up in mock surrender and left, leaving Tucker even angrier than he was before.
“MM! F-f…aha…oh god little one…you are a big guy…” She said through clenched teeth, she tried to maintain a soft voice as she talked to her baby but it was getting harder by the second. Rosie was struggling, she had stopped swaying and was in a deep squat. She wasn’t quite ready to push but she was getting close.
“Oh fuck…oh fuck…oh fuck fuck fuck!” Tucker grunted as he tried to escape. He wanted to be with her. He wanted to hold her, tell her it was alright. Yet, he was stuck behind this stupid fucking fence. He was worried, more so scared for her safety. I mean she was alone pushing out her first child. His first child and he didn’t lift hay bales every day, run laps every day just to not be able to use his strength. “Stupid fucking gate!” He shouted, banging a piece of wood on the metal bars. He then heard it, amidst his rage he heard it. Rosie was crying softly as she experienced another contraction. His face softened and his long cow ears drooped in sadness as he heard the sound.
“Get this thing…Out of me…” She sobbed softly cupping her hand over her pussy. Fuck, that was all the fuel Tucker needed. He was trying to pry open this stupid gate, he was getting out the old-fashioned way. He grabbed the bottom metal bar and pushed it upwards. He grunted loud enough so many bulls and heifers looked over at him.
“Shit!” He clenched his teeth as he used his knee to hold up the gate, now high enough for him to get under. He grabbed the feed bucket and placed it underneath the gate, giving it something to rest on.
“OH FUCK!” Rosie screamed as her baby’s head started to emerge, it was almost at a full crown now. Tucker was crawling underneath the gate, he quickly sprung up and hopped the heifer’s fence, which was much lower than the bull’s. “Tucker!” Rosie screamed and grabbed onto him as she squatted.
“I’m here, sweetheart, I’m here.” He kissed her forehead softly and cupped her face. “You’re close?” He asked softly, earning a vigorous nod from her. “You want to change positions? Need anything? Water, hay? Anything just tell me and I’ll have it here for you.” He murmured as he rubbed his thumb over the apples of her cheeks. She responded with a low groan and leaned against him.
“I just…mmmm…I just need you…” She grunted and grabbed his bicep to stabilize her. He nodded and looked down at their emerging child. The calf’s head was about halfway out now. This was really freaking Tucker out.
“Okay…okay…just…you need to push?” He panicked. She looked up at him and paused for a second, her head drooping. She let out a low groan and pushed her head into his chest.
“Mmmmmoooooooo!” She groaned out. Tucker looked around in a panic and noticed a bull. He was partially hunched over and his hand was gripping something in between his thigh- oh no. Not his Rosie. Any other heifer, but his Rosie. He knew the deal, he knew this was basically porn to these men and he. Did not. Care. For It. Tucker snorted in anger as he locked eyes with the bull. The bull jerking off simply went faster, seeming to be aroused by Tucker’s anger. “Mgh…oh…shit fuck…” Rosie mewled. Her body was shaking as she pushed again. The head was now almost fully out. Tucker looked and bent down slightly to get a better view of his child.
“Head is almost out, love, you’re doing so well.” He said softly talking straight into her ear so she couldn’t hear the distant fwip! From the man in the background. Suddenly, Tucker felt a gush of fluid against his leg and a sharp gasp from his Rosie. The head was out. Tucker knelt on the floor, Rosie’s head buried in his shoulder. She let out a harsh scream, the calf’s shoulders pushing out of her battered pussy.
“Fuck! FUCK! Catchit Catch it!” She screamed as her body forced her to push again. Tucker’s hand was on the calf's head and back. Supporting it as she gave the final push and it gushed out. The calf immediately started to cry and scream as it wiggled in its dad’s hands.
“Holy shit I’m a dad now…” he looked up at Rosie, a soft smile spread across her face.
“Hi sweetheart…” she said tiredly, picking up her baby and placing it on her chest. The baby instantly stopped crying and she kissed its head. “A baby boy…” she smiled down to only notice Tucker staring at the bull jerking off in the corner. His eyes were filled with fury, his eyes wide, jaw clenched. She looked up. “Hey…it’s fine okay?” She kissed his cheek.
“Doesn’t matter. You’re mine. Mine only and I will not tolerate this behavior.” He growled as he stood up.
“Can you help me sit down at least?” She grabbed his hand and he looked down at her with a soft glance.
“Of course sweetheart…” He helped her down onto the ground, their calf nursing on his mother’s breast. “I think there’s a second one…” she muttered softly.
“A second what?” Tucker asked as he started to create a comfy spot around her.
“Baby.” Rosie said calmly shifting slightly. Tucker hummed in acknowledgment.
“Okay.” He whispered. He then paused as realization kicked in. He stood up and looked down at her, his eyes wide with disbelief. “What.”
“Oh…” Rosie put a hand on her lower stomach. Tucker kneeled down in front of her and pushed her legs back. She was undeniably hot in this position, anyone would think so. “Mmmm…” she moaned as he pushed her legs back. Her hooves rested in the palms of his hand.
“Ah,” Tucker said nervously as the second baby started to crown. Rosie let out a loud groan. She pushed hard and tilted her head back as the calf started to emerge.
“Oh fuck! Ah-ah…moooo…” Tucker held her thighs back and open. She was spread perfectly and he could feel his cock harden at this sight.
“You’re doing great, love.” He said softly caressing her thighs. She screamed in agony as the calf’s head started to crown. She grabbed his bicep and squeezed hard as she pushed. The calf’s head then popped out.
“Fuck!” She screamed in between sobs. She pushed hard. This calf was a little bigger than the first and Rosie could feel it. Tucker put a hand over the calf’s head and gently kissed Rosie’s cheek as she pushed. “Fuck…it hurts…oh god!” She tilted her head back and screamed as she pushed once more. This time the calf’s head popped out. Tucker smiled and kissed her stomach.
“You’re doing amazing, you’re almost done, sweetheart.” He smiled and grabbed their first baby so she could concentrate. He held their first baby boy in his arms as she pushed again. She was silent though, and seemed as if she was concentrating a lot. Suddenly a shoulder popped out and Tucker put a hand on the calf’s back as the other shoulder popped out. He caught the calf as it slid out of her. “Holy…” he looked up at Rosie who was exhausted. He placed both calves on her chest.
“Hello…” she mumbled to their new babies who were both crying. She smiled and looked up at Tucker. The bull in the corner had come, his cum spurting everywhere and his face looked as if he was in heaven. Tucker turned to Rosie.
“I’ll be back.” He then went over, opened the gate to the bulls, and punched the bull with such strength he fell over. Tucker then landed a few more on him before he leaned down and whispered into the bull’s ear. “Not. My. Rosie.”
“Oh no oh no FUCK!” My wife lets out a piercing cry.
“Shhh…shh. I know, sweetheart, it hurts.” I rub my knuckles across her cheek. The sweat rolling down her face makes my hands a tad damp. I shake it off though. Doesn’t matter. Her clenched jaw loosened a little as the contraction faded. She let out a relieved sigh.
“Are the midwives coming?” She asked weakly, her voice breaking softly. I look outside. There had been a raging snowstorm for the last few hours. It was only getting worse which meant the roads were only getting more dangerous. I looked over at her and gave her an uneasy glance. She closed her eyes and let out a frustrated grunt.
“I think we are on our own, angel.” I ran my fingers through her golden ringlets. She leaned into my touch and sighed. I got out of our bed. The soft warm sheets are a stark contrast to the sheer temperatures outside. She sat up.
“Can you get me some water?” She said, shuffling uncomfortably. I quickly grab her a glass and hand it to her. She takes it and shakily sips it. “I want this to be over…” she muttered weakly as she put the glass down.
“Believe me. I do too.” I looked over at her. “You okay? You need to move, change positions?” I walk up and kiss her knuckles softly. She grips my hand and grunts. She tilts her head back and I can tell she’s having another contraction. I quickly place a hand on the bottom of her swollen stomach. I reached up and wiped her moist forehead with the pads of my fingers. She shifted uncomfortably and let out a weak, shaky breath before letting out a soft whimper.
“I need to walk…” she whispered and took my arm. I hauled her up and out of the bed and placed my hands around her stomach to help steady her. “Oh god…” she mumbled and squatted. The pressure must have been getting to her because she let out a low groan. “F-…” she murmured. I rubbed her back and shoulders.
“You wanna walk or just stay here?” I asked softly. She responded with a weak grunt. I looked out the window at the rushing winds and back down at my laboring wife. Suddenly the power flickered, making the lights go off for a few seconds then back on again. “Would you be fine if I went and checked on the generator?” I asked softly, kneeling in front of her. She didn’t reply verbally however she leaned against me and buried her face into my shoulder before letting out a harsh scream. That was a no.
“I need to walk…” she mumbled again.
“Alright, I’ll help you.” I stood up and put a hand under her armpit to support her as she stood up fully. We began to walk around the house. Well, I walked, she stumbled and waddled. We reached the living room and she grabbed the back of the couch and squatted. She let out a mean grunt, her hand was reaching down to feel between her legs. This made me extremely worried that it was already time. It can’t be happening already. We should be in a hospital-or-or somewhere more organized with someone who’s actually delivered a baby before. Not me?! I don’t know what the hell I’m fucking doing?! I am broken out of my trance by a soft whimper from my wife. She was holding the edge of her pajama shorts trying to pull them down. “Sweetheart, I’ve got you…” I whispered into her ear. I pulled her fluid-ridden shorts down and her underwear to reveal her swollen pussy. I winced, almost audibly. I earned a worried glance from her as I reached up and put my palm against her pussy lips. I felt something hard and hairy, oh, it was the baby. OH SHIT IT’S THE BABY?!? I looked up at her and she looked down at me. This cannot be happening. She let out a pained gasp and I felt the baby shift above my palm. What the fuck. The birthing class did not teach us this?! “This…oh god.” I feel lightheaded, the entirety of our situation catching up to me. I’ve never thought I had a problem with blood or gore but I’m starting to think maybe I do. I shake my head to keep myself awake.
“I need to…fuck…I need to push.” She said, grabbing my hand that was cupped beneath her pussy.
“I-…hold on.” I quickly grab my phone and look up a few things before putting it down again. “Yeah…okay sweetheart. You wanna move? Change positions?” I asked nervously, she must have known I was nervous from the shaking in my voice. Probably not helping the situation at all. She nodded to my question and I stood up thinking she’d want to move to the bed or something of that matter. Instead, she turned around and reached for me. She grabbed me and pushed me to my knees, to which I quickly obliged. She then squatted and pushed her face into my shoulder. This is…unexpected. I looked over at her and placed my palm on her pussy lips, our baby, my baby’s head was peeking through.
“I’m gonna push…” she said softly, I nodded. This is insane. She pushed hard, squeezing my shoulder almost bruisingly. I felt the baby start to push against my hand as it peered out more from inside of my wife. I couldn’t help but find this a little…hot? I mean, I’ve always had a breeding kink but this was on a whole new level. I felt my pants tighten around my crotch area. I can’t focus on myself. My wife is pushing a goddamn child out of her. She let out a pained grunt as she finished pushing. I bit my bottom lip. She couldn’t see how much this was affecting me, but I think deep down she was taking satisfaction from it.
“You’re doing great, angel,” I whispered into her ear as she started to push again. This time she let out a scream that made me wince.
“I need to move-I need to change positions.” She said hurriedly.
“You want to sit down?” I asked calmly. She gave me a vigorous nod. I sat her down on the nearest cushy object, the couch. She shuffled uncomfortably on it as she sat down. I then smiled and took her thick thighs. She gave me a confused glance before I pushed her thighs up and made her spread. She let out a gasp and I smiled. I lifted her shirt and moved it over her swollen stomach. I kissed her belly and looked down at her pussy. Our baby was peeking out of it, barely, but they were there. She gave me a low groan and tilted her head back. She pushed again, holy shit she was so hot like this. Heavy and swollen with my child. Pushing out my baby. “That’s it…” I coaxed, kissing the top of her stomach. I looked down and watched as she pushed, fuck she was so hot. The baby’s head was beginning to push open my wife. She spread more and more to accommodate our baby as it made its way through her birth canal. “You’re doing great…” I said with a grunt. My pants were feeling really tight by now. She let out a small scream and the baby was in full crown now. Her lips red and taut around the baby’s head. Fuck I shouldn’t be enjoying this. I held my wife’s legs open and I was slowly spreading them wider. Suddenly, the power went out. “Fuck.” I muttered, grabbing my flashlight. “Okay sweetheart, you want me to turn the power on or stay here with you?” She looked up at me and then down at our emerging child.
“I’ll…fuck…I’ll hold off…you-hoooooooo…go turn the generator on…” She tilted her head back and closed her legs slightly. I gave her a concerned glance. “Please just go…” she responded.
“Be careful. Yell for me if you need me okay?” I kissed her sweaty forehead gently. “I love you.”
“I love-nghhhhh…-you too.” She whimpered. I propped a flashlight up so she could see and ran off downstairs. The generator was deep in the depths of the basement. The basement was unfinished and had little to nothing in it. I walked over to the generator put a small flashlight in my mouth and looked for the switch to turn it on. I heard a deep groan from upstairs and knew she was struggling to not push. I had to hurry. My hands wandered over the generator and I finally found the switch. I turned it on and waited. And waited. The machine made a loud noise and it started up. A few minutes later the power came back. That was when I heard a piercing scream. I looked up, fuck, I ran up the stairs and went into the living room. My wife was holding one leg up while the other was still down. The head of our child emerging from her tight pussy. This baby is coming now. I kneeled down in front of her and put my palm on the baby’s head. “It’s coming OUT!” She screamed and grabbed my bicep. She squeezed it and pushed. I looked down at our emerging child and spread her open. That caused the baby to shift even further out, earning a loud grunt from my wife. She pushed again and the baby’s head came out with a pop, fluid cascading down onto the couch and ground. Fuck, we will just buy a new couch later. My cock twitched as she put a hand on the baby’s head. Holy shit this was so hot. I bit the inside of my lip trying not to make it noticeable.
“You’re doing great, my love.” My voice quivered as I spoke. She probably chalked it up to nerves. In reality, it was because pre-cum was staining my boxers. She grabbed my arm and pushed hard, squeezing the muscle in my arm and leaving small crescent marks from her nails. The baby rotated and slowly emerged. I caressed her inner thigh as I watched her push my child into this world. The baby I put in her. She let out a scream and a shoulder popped out. I hesitantly put my hands on the back of my baby waiting to catch it. She grabbed the back of the couch and with a final push the baby emerged. Fluid gushed onto the floor and I held my baby and it screamed. I quickly gave the baby to her and placed it on her chest. I then planted my hands on either side of her waist and came straight into my pants.
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