Birth

Callum woke me in the night, I was dazed at first then suddenly alert, his attention on the woman. She was sat up and breathing heavily holding her belly, we went over and uncovered her to reveal her rippling stomach. I knew this wasn’t normal, women in the village had had children, I had helped at their births. She proceeded to take off all of the clothes with our help, Callum helped her to stand and she directed us toward the hollow in the back. We lowered her down into the soft soil where she kneeled, she kept pointing to her belly and then to the holes she had dug earlier. Callum was looking worried and asked if it was normal for her stomach to contract as it did, he commented on the shape when a contraction came, her skin tightened around the growth inside her, large rock like shapes protruded from her skin before returning to a more normal rounded shape. We asked her what we should do, normally a woman lies on her back to give birth but she stayed in her kneeling position, she waved her hands at us to leave her be. She cried out as her contractions became more frequent and intense, her whole body shuddered and her belly lurched downwards and inwards each time. She reached down and began to rub her fingers around her opening, it was hard to see in the candle light and her male parts hung in the way, it wasn’t clear what she was doing, she looked to be masturbating, rubbing and pushing her fingers inside.

She let out a sharp gasp and a moan of relief when the next contraction came, she pulled her fingers out and a clear fluid poured out of her, she moved onto all fours then and began to rock forwards and backwards. She exhaled moans in time with her rocking, she began to make them more frequent and then lurched upright onto her knees. Her body tensed up and became rigid, she threw her head back and took quick shallow breaths. Her belly contracted faster, she spread her legs and let out hoarse screams as something large and black appeared between her legs. She came back down onto all fours and began to rock again. I jumped up and moved in behind her. Her vagina was stretched wide and a black object was partially exposed. Her body took it back in slightly before the next contraction pushed it further out. Callum moved to help support her weight from the front, leaning her onto him. I followed instinct and took hold of the object as best I could, I told her to push. With the next contraction her cunt stretched further and I pulled the object out of her. We were shocked to see a large black egg, on closer inspection the narrow top of it was red. I put it in one of the holes she had made before checking on her. Her pussy was wide enough for me to fit both fists inside her, how she birthed the object had astounded me. She was still contracting and I could see the top of another egg. She was more distressed this time and her contractions were harder and more frequent, her birth canal contracted and pulled the egg back towards her womb before it pushed it further out. I reached it as best I could without hurting her and again pulled. I prayed the eggs shell was strong enough for me to apply pressure as I gripped it. She let out a cry and the egg came free, no sooner had I put it down the next one came followed by a fourth. She breathed slowly then and became more relaxed. Callum stroked her hair and gave words of praise. Her opening was swollen and I could see inside her, her anatomy was different. She had no clit, only a slit with lips either side her hole. Inside I estimated that I could fit my fist inside to my wrist before I hit her cervix, only it wasn’t that, it looked more like a second vagina with a membrane, a type of value like in veins. There was pressure on this value, she had another egg to birth. Her contractions started and the value contracted upwards, and would not allow the egg through. Her body reacted with stronger contractions, her belly sank inwards as her womb **** the egg through the value and into her birth canal. The tip of the egg was though, stopping the value from closing, her body pushed again and she screamed, this egg was much larger than the others. What must it have felt like to carry these inside her? To feel them rub against each other? To have them push against each other with each contraction until one was **** out? The thought made me shudder. She sat up onto her knees and took short sharp gasps, he body contracted continuously until the egg was pushed from inside her. It landed beneath her and she sat back breathing heavily. She picked her egg up, this one had more red on it that the others, from the tip to middle was red while the others only had a small of red covering on top. She dug a new hole for this one away from the others. Then she curled up in the soil and went to sleep. Callum fetched a hide throw from the other room and covered her. We sat and watched her sleep for a while, completely baffled by what we had just been a part of.