She Doesn't mention it. Why worry Macy?

“What was that?” Macy moaned panting in between pushes.

Danny looked at the wash of fluids covering the rock in front of her. There seemed to be no way to tell where her fluid and Macys began or ended. As she looked at the baby now sliding out of Macy, she decided not to say anything. “It’s nothing, just caught off guard.”

“Well, get ready,” Macy groaned. “Here comes another one.” As the words passes, her voice took on a high pitch of strain as she gave in and pushed with all she had.

“Good, keep going.” Danny grunted feeling herself push right along with Macy. At once she could feel a bulge of something pushing against her lower regions as she couldn’t restrain herself in her current position. “It’s coming out.” She grunted as she guided the baby’s head and left shoulder clear of Macy. Danny felt the pressure between her own legs grow and wane with each push. Minutes passed as Macy panted between contractions and then, with one final grunt the next contractions peaked and the baby dropped into her hands. Macy collapsed against the rock seat with a gasp and a wet thump. The sweat which had poured from her body in buckets stopped as she turned lying prone as Danny helped her raise the baby to one of Macy’s leaking breasts. Slowly, Macy slipped into an enjoyable rest.

For the most part, Danny had though she had handled things remarkably well. As Macy faded into sleep, Danny slid onto the other rock chair and removed her jeans. With a grunt another contraction overtook her and with it, she began timing them. “Five minutes.” She moaned after the next came up again. Slowly the pressure, which seemed to relieve somewhat as soon as she was able to move freely out of the squatting position she was **** into while helping Macy, returned with a vengeance. No matter what position she got into, she found no relief from the relentless **** from the baby’s head. “This kid really wants out.” She gasped as the pain peaked, wanting to just push with all she had but remembering what Macy had said about tearing. She knew she had to slow things down in a big way she just didn’t know how. Then it hit her, something Macy had said about easing the pain, she had to get into the water. With determination, she **** herself to the edge of the lake and slipped in. Instantly, the pain began to ease, but the pressure increased.

For the next twenty minutes she tried to float, desperately attempting to do nothing evenly remotely close to pushing. Her body screamed at her to give in, but her mind kept control. Still the battle was a losing one, and no matter how she tried, she could no longer put her legs together to stand. Clawing at the soft grass along the bank she realized she might just end up squirting this baby out in the dark water of the lake. Gently she touched her pussy trying to figure out how much time she had and was horrified to discover the baby was out almost to the ear. Suddenly a hand landed on her shoulder.

“How close are they?” Macy asked sliding into the water alongside of her.

“Right on top of each other.” Danny gasped.

“Okay, time to get out then.” Macy said trying to help the sprawled Danny to her feet.

“Macy, I can’t move, the baby is already coming out.” She cried as another pain **** her to push slightly.

“Okay then we do it here.” Macy said in that same calm voice she had used when first telling her they had to leave the stadium bathroom. Slowly she began feeling between Danny’s legs before coming closer. “Oh boy, your close, on the next contraction, push hard.”

“But you said if I pushed I would tear.” Danny cried.

“Only if you do it before you’re ready, and sweetie, you are more than ready.” Macy responded softly.

“Ahhhh- Okay.” Danny screamed as the next contraction welled up inside her. With as much effort she could muster she pushed. Then again on the next, and the next, and the next until finally with a pop, she felt the pressure let go. Moments later, Macy pulled a small, wet, pink baby boy from under the surface of the water. After a slight pat on the back, it squeaked and then screamed. At once the raw emotion flooded over her and instinct prevailed as she pressed the howling child to her naked dripping breast just as Macy had done.

Moments later, together, the two women sat on the rock chairs watching the sun glint over the lake while their new babies fed. Blankets that months before, Danny had snuck down as well as snacks and water brought back their strength. Many thoughts ran through Danny’s mind at the moment, but not one of them had anything to do with what had happened. The future was now in play, and regardless of what her mom would say in the morning, she knew that she would find a way to keep the child in her arms. She had too.