Hi guy's, 

A few years back I had read a story revolving around this heavily pregnant women that found 2 guys on the internet, that were happy to pay her for some benefits. And she eventually even let them attend her home birth with a twist. 

If anyone know's what the story is called and were i can find it i would be immensely grateful. 

Thanks in Advance

I think you are referring to "pay-per-view birth" by Cuyo.

(October 14, 2019, 5:23 pm)PVAP I think you are referring to "pay-per-view birth" by Cuyo.

Thanks buddy. Have been looking for it for ages. Im Super grateful

Pay Per View Birth
by Cuyo

Ever since Jessica was a little girl, her earliest memories were of playing house, where she was the mother and she had a bunch of children to fill her home. Her love of children never ceased as she grew up but only became stronger as she matured into a young woman. Now 20 and easily of childbearing age, Jessica wanted to make her lifelong dream come true.
Jessica was always independent and never swayed from her true self. She had some friends over the years in school, but the cliques always seemed to shift around and Jessica found happiness in her solitude. She was aware of her attractive features and at five feet four inches, 110 lbs, Jessica had a beautiful hourglass figure and tight backside that made everyone stare as she walked down street. She liked being different, so she wasn’t seen with trendy clothes and perfect hair, but her band tees, tight jeans and flowing brunette hair didn’t need help making her look any more seductive.
Jessica had a healthy sexual appetite and while never hooking up with the boys she had gone to school with in past years, she got her needs met with the alternative crowd she had sometimes kept with from local concerts and house parties. She loved having sex, masturbating, anything sexual, nothing fiendish, but she definitely wasn’t shy with it. As do everyone’s, Jessica’s sexual fetishes evolved over the years except for one. Her appetite for motherhood strongly bonded with her libido until all she could do to get off was to imagine being heavily pregnant and giving birth. She wanted to be pregnant so badly and the fact that she could choose to at any point only turned her on more.
She always did very well in school, nearly a straight A student, so it wasn’t as if she just wanted to be a young mom and drop out on life. Jessica planned on graduating from college and to progress on with her life, she just need to be pregnant too. Jessica was more or less a runaway from her alcoholic parents growing up and was used to providing for herself. There wasn’t any family for her to turn to, only a few close friends she had made over the years. Jessica had a decent job as a part time office secretary when she wasn’t trying to earn college credits. She had small apartment and helped around the complex to knock some off her monthly rent.
Jessica had pretty much settled on getting pregnant. She went off her birth control pills and started eating as healthy as she could. The only thing she had to do was figure out who she wanted to impregnate her. She rifled through her phone for men she knew.
“No…....too weird……...I think he has mental problems…...he’s kind of a jerk,” she continued scrolling through her contacts.
Jessica began to daydream about her imminent conception and thought how nice rubbing her huge pregnant belly would feel. She popped her eyes open and had the answer.
“I need big genes...I need to make the biggest baby I can,” she said aloud.
She began looking at her phone again with a new criterium in mind- the biggest guys she knew. She narrowed it down to two men that she was ok with getting pregnant by, Pat and Gary. She made a pro con list and being smart as she was started to think outside the box. She knew Pat’s sister, Kim, and had met Gary’s parents before. Gary’s parents were of normal size and it seems that Gary might have been an anomaly, but Pat and his sister, Kim, were both giant. Neither were fat but just big people. Clearly they had the genes she was looking for. She decided on Pat.
Jessica, having an affinity for not only pregnant bellies, but laboring mothers as well, thought to herself about how much she would enjoy struggling to push out an oversized baby. She was giddy with excitement. Not wanting to wait any longer, she prepared everything. Jessica had a number of acquaintances, one of which had access to prescriptions. She was able to get her hands on some fertility pills called Clomid. She began taking them daily for a couple weeks in preparation for the impregnation.
Jessica calculated her ovulation time and when it neared she called up Pat.
“Hey Pat, it’s Jessica. I was wondering what you’re doing tomorrow night?” she asked.
“I’m off work at 6, then nothing. Why? What’s up?” Pat said.
“I wanted to see if you would want to catch a movie,” she said.
“Sure, I’ll call you when I’m off,” he said and hung up.
She had it all planned out. She would wear something revealing and flaunt her body all night with Pat. They would head back to her place after the movie and he would seal the deal. It was that simple.
Jessica slipped her deep v-neck shirt over her head and over her full D cup boobs. She adjusted them and made sure they were halfway sticking out when she was done. She didn’t wear a bra and her nipples’ location were easily located under the thin shirt. She pulled her jeans up around her bubble butt and her ass filled them out completely, showing all her curves. Their low rise left an inch between them and her shirt. A pair of sandals and a little lip gloss and she was out the door.

…

“Take my pants off,” Jessica commanded while kissing Pat.
He quickly shoved them off of her with her panties and she stepped out of them as they fell to the bed. She, equally as fast, took his pants off and she mounted his lap. She slid his stiff cock into her overly wet pussy and rocked on him hard for a brief moment until she could feel his balls drain and pump load after load all over her cervix. Once his dick stopped pulsing she whipped onto her back next to him on the bed.
“You can be on top next time,” she said with a smile.
After Pat recovered, they went at it a second time until he again finished emptying all he had left in his testicles for the night. This wasn’t the first time they had sex so there was no awkward pillow talk, Pat just cleaned himself off and said goodnight to Jessica. She stayed in bed, and when Pat left, tucked her knees under her chin and lifted her butt up in the air. She visualized the semen draining through her cervix and into her uterus where she hopefully had an egg waiting to be fertilized.
Almost two weeks passed and the day before Jessica was to have her period, she went to the store and bought a home pregnancy test, the kind that can predict up to 3 days before a missed period. It said to use the first urination of the day, so she waited until the next morning.
Jessica stumbled out of bed and tripped over to the bathroom where she had set up her test the night before on the sink. She began to pee and held the cup under her stream to catch a shot of it to test. She dipped the stick into it and brought it back to bed to lie and wait for the results. The 5 minute alarm went off she had set on her phone and she rolled over to see the result.
“It’s a plus! It’s a plus! I’m pregnant!” she shouted to herself.
A big glow overtook Jessica as she bathed in the warm feelings of motherhood in her bed. She was so excited. She began rubbing her flat stomach knowing it wouldn’t look that way much longer.
Jessica had already decided she wasn’t going to tell anyone who the father was, or even that she was pregnant until she had to. Without any family and only a few friends, she really just had to tell her work, which wouldn’t be a problem.

…

Weeks turned into months as Jessica’s belly began to swell with child. Her jeans were fitting very tight and all her shirts looked about two sizes too small, but Jessica was trying to save all the money she had so she made do with her clothes. At four months pregnant, Jessica was still able to hide her pregnancy from most people but that luxury was fading.
A month later, Jessica attempted to put her pants on after a shower.
“Hhhhhyyyaaaa,” she struggle to button her jeans. “Shit, nothing fits anymore,” she added.
Happy with it but thinking she was a little ahead of her time, Jessica consulted a chart for women her size. Knowing she was about 22 weeks, she ran her finger across the chart.
“That’s weird,” she uttered. “It shows I’m the size of a 26 week. It can’t be that off,” she thought to herself.
She turned in the mirror and looked at her side bulge and started pushing it in and out with her abdomen. She extended it out as far as she could, making it look like she shot right into her seventh month, when to her surprise she remember something.
“Clomid...twins!” she shouted.
The thought of having twins made Jessica flush with delight. She knew she would get really big, and thinking about squeezing out two babies made her panties drip. After a quick rub and relief, Jessica got ahold of a local non profit clinic for pregnant mothers where she could get checked out for next to nothing.

...

“Ok, up on the table,” the woman at the clinic said.
Jessica crawled onto the table and laid on her back.
“Pants off, legs up,” the nurse said. She was nice but clearly had many more patients to see after Jessica.
Jessica slid her pants and underwear off and put her legs into the stirrups. The nurse did a familiar exam then had Jessica put her pants back on.
“Shirt up. This is going to be cold,” she said as she put the stethoscope next to her belly button. “Well I guess you didn’t came here for me to tell you that your pregnant,” she said.
“Well...no. I was taking Clomid when I got pregnant and I think it might be twins,” Jessica explained.
“Oh, that’s a horse of a different color,” the nurse replied. She reached behind her and pulled a rolling table to her front. “Let’s take a looks inside!”
The nursed squirted some gel all over Jessica’s bump and began gliding around her stomach.
“You hear that? That’s two heart beats, you’re having twins,” she announced.
“Twins? Really?” Jessica couldn’t think of what else to say. She was thrilled that her suspicion was confirmed.

…

Jessica stared down at her burgeoning womb and was pleased with what she saw.
“Two more months,” she said calmly to her stomach as she patted it.
Her size looked like she was about ready to birth a healthy child, but with two more months, Jessica drooled at the idea of how big she would ultimately get. Her friends, now knowing, would pry and ask but Jessica kept the father’s identity a secret. Even Pat asked if it was his, but Jessica reassured him it wasn’t. She just hoped they didn’t look like him or she would have some explaining to do.
Her skin was perfect as her body took to being pregnant quite nicely. Her boobs inflated as her body started producing milk for her unborn children. Besides her belly and boobs though, nothing else changed much on Jessica. She was as beautiful as ever but her protruding baby bulge was the icing on the cake.
Jessica was now severely limited on her wardrobe to the point that she only had a couple outfits to wear that would still fit her. Dresses and skirts and a shirt or sweatshirt was all she had left until she came up with an idea for making money.
Jessica was feeling a bit horny one day and sat down at her computer to find some porn to quell her desires. Having a larger sexual appetite from her pregnancy, Jessica had exhausted most of the porn websites she would frequent. She wanted something new. She came upon a site that was for pregnant fetishists. She couldn't believe what had open up to her. Pictures, real and fake, drawings, sketches...everything. While perusing, she found someone’s pregnant paysite. They would upload pictures or movies of their pregnant bodies and people would pay to download or watch.
And without skipping a beat, Jessica quickly found out how she could do that same to bring in extra money for her “growing” needs. But she thought she could go one further and find people to pay big bucks to watch the actual birth. While pictures and movies could be available to anyone on the internet, she knew the live birth would be in person only. With two months to go, she had her work cut out for her in finding people that she could trust to watch her deliver.

…

Eight months pregnant and ballooning up, Jessica was carrying a big load. Most things under her were now invisible as she waddled around in life. She started making a very small amount of money through the website she started, doing chats and requests from her webcam. It was enough to get some better suited clothes for her widening figure. Her breasts now just sat on top of her huge belly, all three orbs jiggling with each movement.
Jessica checked her email and saw an unusual message in her inbox. She began reading it and soon realized what it was. Jessica had been covertly putting the word out on her pregnancy website that she was looking for people that would pay to watch her give birth. This email was from a prospective customer. It was a gentlemen, 35 years old, and a friend of his that were interested. Jessica decided to set up a meeting with them to see if everything checked out.

…

“Come on,” Jessica said to herself, trying lift her belly off her lap to get out of the car. She wiggled over the an empty table and slowly lowered herself down into the chair. She spread her legs wide to allow her heavy womb to rest on the chair between them. She had told the men that she would be wearing a bright yellow dress, and that she would obviously be very pregnant. Shortly after sitting down Jessica saw two men approach her.
“You must be Jessica,” one man said.
“Yes, are you Fred?” she asked.
“Yeah, and this is my friend Bobby. May we sit?” he asked.
“Please,” she replied.
Both men sat down, but nearly missed the chairs being too concentrated on Jessica’s large belly, outlined by her dress and pulled tight by her hand cradling under it.

“So...you look amazing,” Fred said.
Jessica blushed and replied, “Thanks, so, I guess to business. I am eight months pregnant now with twins. I’ve have all necessary check ups and I am on track to deliver in five weeks,” she began rubbing her sore womb.
Still ogling her globe, Bobby asked, “So much much is it going to be?”
“Well, I guess there are some options. But to see if you’re in for it, let’s start at $5,000 and go from there. Now, that’s total, not each,” she explained.
“Go on,” Fred said.
“Depending on your involvement, it could double. Now, I’ve studied a lot on how to birth by myself, so I don’t require help, but, there is touching, massaging, helping, and of course, other,” Jessica said.
“What’s ‘other’,” asked Fred.
“First off, no one will be having sex with me. Massaging my clit during a contraction is one thing, putting your junk in my ass while I’m trying to pop out a baby is something else...something else that is not happening. By ‘other’ I mean, well, why do you both like pregnant woman? What turns you on the most?” she asked.
“Umm, ahhh,” they both stuttered.
“Look, the reason I’m doing this is because I like pregnant woman too. It’s what turns me on. We are here for the same reason, no need to be shy now. I like it when a woman screams and shouts and struggles to push a baby out of her small hole,” said Jessica.
“Oh, well, yeah. I think to see a pregnant woman squirm in pain. Like the child is too big to birth. I mean, I guess that’s for both of us. Are you catering to this? Will you be able to?” questioned Bobby.
“Yes. I can,” Jessica said confidently, now grabbing the sides of her mound with both hands. “I will be able to deliver both naturally, and I will be doing it at home by myself, or with you two if you’re lucky. I will be video taping it for my own pleasure, but I will require you to sign a waiver if you’re there, I don’t want this getting around the internet without my permission. So I’ll let you two think about what you’d like to see from me, but in the mean time I will require two meetings a week leading up to the birth. I’m not going to just let strangers into this situation.”
“That sounds like a deal if for one thing; we get belly rubs with each visit.” Fred said.
“Deal,” said Jessica and with that lifted up her dress to expose her giant stomach.
“It’s so big and round! It’s amazing!” Bobby said, forgetting about the other people around him.
Jessica could see their dicks harden in their pants as they leaned in to touch her belly. She again blushed at the thought of other men finding her that sexually pleasing.
Still holding her dress up, and being rather obvious about it in a public place, she added, “And I’m sure you could guess, I’m not very bashful about my body.” She covered her mound up and set up their next meeting.

…

Jessica was very cautious about what she was doing, so she made sure that she was always at their meeting spot early and left only after the men had so she couldn’t be followed or seen what direction she was coming from, or even what car she drove. However, after they had met another three or four times, she began to feel comfortable with Bobby and Fred and thought it was time to take it further. With only two more weeks left in her pregnancy, Jessica decided she got to know them well enough and wanted to nail down the details of this transaction.
“Hey guys!” she said seeing the two men walk up to her at the coffee shop.
“Hello,” they both replied.
“So I thought today we would do a little more than just chat,” she stated. Bobby and Fred looked at each other in excitement.
“Like what?” Fred said.
“Well, like I said last time, I want the deposit now, which I assume you brought?” Bobby nodded, “And that gets you some privileges,” she explained. “I am curious about your requests now so that I can ‘practice’ and make sure it happens the way you want it.”
Now the men really got excited.
“And I wanted to offer you some other options,” Jessica said. “I realize you both will only get off for one day, but this money will help me for a while, so I want you to get your money’s worth of me, but I’ll get into that in a little. So, should we go somewhere a little more private?”
“Sure,” said Fred. “What were you thinking?”
“Somewhere open, how about Wilson Park down the street? We can walk,” she suggested.
The three of them walked a few blocks down to the park and found a nice spot where no one was in earshot of what they would be discussing. The two men each took one of Jessica’s arms and gently lowered her to the ground. Her knees went akimbo to accommodate her large belly.
“First things first, I owe you boys some belly rubs!” and with that she tucked her dress under her heavy breasts and arched her back as she put her hands behind her. Her stomach popped out quite far and the men were taken aback for a moment before reaching in to get their prize.
“You like that?” she asked, fully knowing the answer already. They just grumbled as their concentration couldn’t be distracted with speech.
“Ok, ok, I promise we’ll do more, but after business,” she covered her giant womb in the thin fabric and brought one arm to her front to slowly massage herself as she talked. “So, let’s first talk options. What have you both come up with in terms of what you’d like to see, besides the birth?”
“Well, I’d like to see you on your back, legs in the air, maybe propped up a little, or not, and yanking your legs back to push out the babies. Obviously, I want you to be naked and maybe while you are laboring, you could rub your clit. Orgasms are always welcome,” Bobby started.
“Yeah, and I’d like you, for at least part of it, to be on all fours, face on the ground, butt in the air, spreading or touching. While you are actually birthing, which I’m sure will be painful and not hard to fake, I want you to act like the baby is too big or that it’s stretching you too much to be able to do it,” Fred explained.
“Well I was pretty much going to be doing something like all of that for you anyway, but it’s nice to hear that’s what you really want. Anything else? I was thinking more ‘hands on’ if you catch my drift,” Jessica inquired.
“Not really,” Fred stared at Bobby.
“Well, like I said before, nothing sexual, I’m not putting these babies at risk for our desires, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t other things,” she explained. “You can be more involved, like a birthing coach, but obviously different.”
“I want to treat you like cattle,” Fred blurted out, only to see Bobby’s eyes widen with what his friend had just said.
“Now you’re getting it!” Jessica said with a smile. Bobby looked confused with what had just happened.
“I want to pretend this is a punishment and that you are just a breeding slave,” said Bobby, now not wanting to lose out on this opportunity.
“Alright, now were getting into something,” Jessica encouraged.
“What about cumming,” Bobby asked bluntly.
“What about it?” Jessica asked.
“Well, hanging out in a room with the most beautiful, most pregnant woman I’ve seen, giving birth to a litter right in front of me...I mean, this is kind of the hieght of all fantasies,” said Bobby, gazing into the repetitious stroking of her belly.
“Oh, gotcha. Yeah, I figured there would need to be some relieving taking place. It’s simple. Not a drop on anything I own, and that includes myself. This isn’t turning into a bukkake scene. I would prefer to not stare into the eye on your penis, but as long as I have a couple feet of space around me, and you have a cum rag, then I don’t think we’ll have a problem,” Jessica stated, her face flush from Bobby’s previous comment. “Well, anything else?”
The two men just sat quietly shaking their heads.
“I think we got the basics covered and I’m ok with leaving some things to develop organically. I think you know where the line is that you can’t cross and I believe you won’t, so, here’s to us!” Jessica yelled pulling her dress up again.
She fell back on the grass from her excitement and when she hit the soft ground began to giggle. Both men watched as her engorged womb billowed out completely and wiggle around her torso. Her light purple panties, once hidden from under her belly, were now exposed from her supine position to both men. The delicate underwear struggled to reach closer than a whole foot from her belly button. Bobby and Fred helped her up as Jessica untucked her dress caught between her heavy milk bags and her swelling belly.

The last two weeks of her pregnancy passed without a hitch.  She met very regularly with Bobby and Fred during that time and all three were surprised with just how much bigger Jessica had gotten.  It looked as if she were due weeks ago, but her babies just kept growing and growing as her belly skin was pushed to its limits, tightening like a drum.
Jessica had noticed her tummy had dropped considerably and it was a sure sign that the birth was impending.  She began to rely on the two men for favors more than meeting as her mobility was next to nothing and the hot summer sun made doing most chores unbearable.  Plus, having them around so close to her birth meant that there was a good chance she wouldn’t have to call them over once it all started.
Four days overdue, Jessica’s huge babies became restless to the point it had woken her up early that morning.  She called Fred and Bobby to come over and hang out with her for the day feeling that there might be a couple birthdays in the works.  She had felt faint contractions for some days but the ones she was feeling on this day were definitely more potent and markedly different.
“Come in,” Jessica yelled as she heard a knock on the front door.  The guys walked in to see a massive Jessica, uncomfortable on the couch in front of them.  She was reclined rather far back and the weight of her belly was on top of her.  She was wearing light grey mini workout shorts (there would most definitely be a workout soon) and a matching color scrimmage t-shirt, ending a few inches under her filled breasts, parting around her wide belly, the bottom bulge of each just visible.  Her belly jutted out quite far and rested on her thighs and the couch between them.
“Woah!” Bobby exclaimed uncontrollably.  Being very much at ease with one another and obviously knowing each other for purely sexual reasons alone, no one was afraid to speak their mind.  “I want to do many things to you right now,” he continued with a smile on his face.  This was the first time they had seen Jessica mostly exposed in all her glory.
Both boys were being extremely nice to Jessica in her state as they knew soon they would be of a different state of mind.  Jessica now fairly confident that today was the day, instructed them to gather her supplies for the birth as well as any props and the like for the erotic labor they would all experience.  Jessica stayed anchored to her couch as the guys set everything up, taking direction for her.
“Can you put that there,” she said telling Bobby to put the birthing ball in the corner of the front room.
Fred laid out some old blankets and stacked towels and pillows next to them with drinks and snacks to accompany.
“Oh, you guys are so great,” Jessica said to her workers as she watched, rubbing her bare, tender, hot tummy with her smooth hands.
“Who wants belly rubs?” she said in a playful voice as if talking to children wanting candy as she sat up the little bit she could.  The two sat on her sides and she put her arms behind her head and presented herself to them.  They probed her like a bred animal.  She saw both of their khaki shorts fill with their hard cocks, this time she could see what they were working with.  Jessica’s hormones began to rage.
“So, you guys are paying me and all but other than that I haven’t really asked you for much, you know?  Can I ask for one thing?  And sense you are about to see me and all my business pretty soon here, I think it’s fair.
“Yeah, sure,” said Bobby.
“What is it?” followed Fred.
“Well,” she paused, looking down at their pants.  “Girls get curious just like men and I’ve always had a ‘healthy’ sex drive so my mind wanders, like I’m sure yours do about what girls have under their clothes…”
“What are you trying to say?” asked Fred.
“I’ve seen you guys chub up when ogling and fondling my belly and it always made me feel nice and wanted and I thought I had a good idea about what you two were packing, but seeing you now in shorts and rather hard, my libido is going crazy and I gotta see ‘em,” Jessica said.
Fred and Bobby were silent.
“Ok, I don’t want you to be uncomfortable and I know most guys are at least a little homophobic, stupid in my opinion, but that’s your prerogative, so let’s take turns.  Bobby, do you want to step back into my bedroom for a minute and then you guys can switch?”
Without a word, they both quickly stood up, Bobby went into the bedroom and Fred walked around to the other side of the coffee table Jessica was resting her feet on.
“So you just want to see my dick?” he asked plainly.
“I want to see it doing what it does best...let me help you,” Jessica elaborated, and with that slid her butt back down to the edge of the couch.  She started to sensually rub around her belly with one hand and placed her other hand over her pussy.  
“So as you can see, I’ve swelled up a good amount.  It’s hard getting in and out of my clothes and most things don’t fit anymore,” she taunted.  
Fred dropped his shorts and underwear to the ground revealing a good sized cock in front of Jessica.  She knew she could do better for him.
“Even these stretchy cotton workout shorts; my belly is testing the limits of the fabric,” Jessica said moving her belly hand down to meet her other hand under her ballooning stomach.  
Fred’s cock now stood straight out, pointing to Jessica.  Still she could do better.
“I can’t even wear panties with them, it’s too tight,” Jessica could see precum dribbling out of Fred dick as it continued to raise, but she was not done.  To prove her last comment, Jessica brought the inseam of her shorts together and let her labia pop out of the sides, only the opening of her pussy was covered up.
“Ooops!” she said childishly.  “I guess everything is swelling in here.”
Fred, his cock now pointing at the ceiling, looked as if he was going to blow.  Jessica could see the giant cock in all its glory and practically came just looking at it.  She threw him a nearby towel and said, “Go ahead, I got what I needed.”  No sooner did Fred catch the towel then he quickly covered his erection and poured his semen into it.
“That was just the appetizer...NEXT!!!” she yelled for Bobby as Fred pulled his pants up and she covered herself back up.
Bobby came out, already with a hard on and took Fred’s previous position in front of a commanding Jessica.  Before she could even direct him, he dropped his shorts to the ground to reveal his mostly erect cock.
“Right to business, I like that,” Jessica smiled at him.  “But it looks like your friend has you beat in the trouser department,’ Jessica said trying to rouse Bobby knowing he would accept the challenge.  “But, no touching yourself,” she clarified.  “Let me help.”
“You know its hard work growing two large babies in such a small space.  Everything gets so big and hot,” Jessica seductively said as she spread her legs apart until the sides of her knees touched the couch.  She didn’t notice any change in Bobby’s member.
“My body has been very active getting ready for motherhood as you can see,” and with that comment she lifted up her half shirt and rolled it up to the neckline.  Her perfectly large breasts stayed very perky despite being filled to the brim with milk.
Bobby was speechless as he stared on.  Her nipples, areolas, everything was perfect, like out of a magazine.
“Oh, you like them?” Jessica asked rhetorically.  “I don’t know, they’re so heavy and tender it feels like they’re gonna pop!”  She could see she was getting a ‘rise’ out of Bobby now.
“See,” she said as she started to fondle them from under.  She moved her hands slowly outwards while squeezing them as if she were milking herself.  She waited until she was almost to her nipples and stopped.
“Do you think my babies will like sucking on them?” she asked.  Bobby just nodded looking like he had a lobotomy.  He continued to become more erect, now at a 45 degree angle.
“I think I’m overflowing...let’s relieve some of the pressure,” Jessica finished the motion with her hands and squeezed down hard on her nipples causing milk to spray wildly all over her mountain of a belly.  “Oooohhhhh,” she moaned, “That’s better.”
She could see Bobby’s cock throbbing as his body struggled to pump all the blood it could into it.  He could get no harder.
“Maybe I was wrong about you.  I think it might be a tie.  Here,” she said throwing him a towel, “Finish up while I rub this in,” Jessica said.  She started to wipe the milk all over her vast midsection as Bobby emptied his nuts into the towel.
Fred came back in and the two men finished turning Jessica’s front room into a birthing center as Jessica’s large belly kept her pinned to the couch, resting a sweating glass of water between her warm breasts.
“So what now?” Fred asked.
“Well, we could always plaaaaaayyyyyyyuuuuuuhhhhhhhh…” Jessica winced in pain.  Her knees bounced off the coffee table and parted around her wide belly.  Next her hands went to clench under her womb causing her legs to spread even more.  The glass of water shook off her her and spilled on the carpet below her.  She ignored it as her knees touched down on the couch on either side of her and her chin buried itself in her chest.  She hugged herself for a moment.
Bobby asked, “Are you alright?”
“Huuuu….yeah, that was my first contraction.  This thing is starting,” Jessica said.  “I should have some time before the next one so let’s hear some requests.”
“Ok, why don’t you lie down.  Get one leg up on top of the couch,” Fred directed.
Jessica slid to her right side and rested her head on the armrest.  Her enlarged maternal orbs  bounced as she touched down.  Her breasts flopped out of her scant shirt.  She was too pregnant to get her leg up on her own, so she grabbed her left thigh with both hands and plopped it over the back of the couch.  
“Like this?” she asked.
“Yeah...now, those babies are going to be hard to deliver with those shorts on,” Bobby stated.
Jessica went to feel around her belly, not that she could get them off in this position even if she wanted, when she was interrupted.
“NO!” Bobby shouted.  “I didn’t say you could.  I just said I bet it will be hard.”  Jessica got the cue and stopped immediately.
“Yes sir,” she said in a passive voice and returned her hands on top of her massive belly.  “What would you like me to do for you?” she asked them.
“Let’s see how you do trying to push out this large litter,” Bobby said.
Jessica bore down and grabbed her belly and started breathing like she was in heavy labor.
“You’re going to have to try harder than that.  Put some muscle into it,” Fred added.
Jessica struggled to grab her legs back her stomach was so big and screamed as she pretended to push her babies out.
“I can’t they’re so big!  I don’t think my pussy is big enough!  Why did you impregnate me like this!” Jessica acted.  She was playing well into their fantasies.
“That is what you deserve.  You are breeding cattle.  That is all you are good for.  Now, birth those babies god damnit!” Fred yelled.
Again Jessica feigned an arduous labor.  She began to sweat as she worked herself out.  She was careful not to actually tire herself, but on the outside, to the boys, she was nailing the part.  When Jessica got a real contraction, she didn’t say anything and just used it to convince her audience everything was real.  This slave berating continued for the better part of an hour until the boys decided it was time for a scene change.  
At this point the three checked into reality with each other.  Jessica was only in pain when she had a real contraction and she wanted to make sure the guys were getting what they wanted.  Fred and Bobby wanted to make sure that Jessica was doing alright as well because it was hard for them to tell when she was faking and what was real.  She convinced them that she would let them know if anything serious was happening.
Jessica kept an eye on the clock to see where she was at in her labor and determined her contractions were about 15 minutes apart.  Indeed they were getting stronger than when they had started and Jessica welcomed a change in position off the couch.
The two men had each of Jessica’s arms as they helped her off the couch and onto her hands and knees on some blankets on the ground.
“What’s happening?” Jessica asked.
“Dogs give birth on the ground,” Fred said.
“Yes master,” Jessica complied.
Bobby went around behind her and pulled her shorts down to her knees.  “Look at that bred pussy, Fred,” said Bobby.
“Thank you, master,” Jessica sighed.
“Yeah, it’s tight, but not for long,” he laughed.
“Ooowwwwwwwwaaaaaaaaaa,” Jessica cried as she winced and let her head hang.  She desperately wanted to grab her low swaying load but she knew she couldn’t support herself with one hand.  She dropped her head to the ground and arched her back as her ass went up into the air to present her birthing hole to her two ‘captors’.
“Hhhhhuuuuuuuu...hhhheeee...hhheeee,” she howled slowly.  The contraction ended.  “Ooww,” she whimpered, feeling her enlarged breasts tightly pinched under her weight.  She righted herself up to her original position and looked down to see two large milk spots on the towels where she had leaked through her shirt.
“I milked myself,” Jessica said in an attempt to keep the fantasy moving along for the boys.
“Well maybe I was wrong when I said you were a dog.  It seems like with those udders you are a birthing cow.  Let’s take a look,” Fred said and grabbed her arms behind her and picked her up until she was kneeling.  The two looked at Jessica’s milk soaked shirt.
“Looks like you won’t be needing this anymore,” Bobby said giving Jessica an “is everything alright” look.  She tacitly nodded as she was enjoying her treatment as much as the men were.
They pulled her shirt off of her and helped her the rest of the way out of her shorts.  Now fully naked and sitting on her butt, Jessica placed her hands behind her and put her knees up as she spread right in front of her onlookers.  She could see them getting aroused again.  This in turn aroused Jessica.
“These babies are too big to birth on my own, maybe you could help me?” Jessica asked as she pulled one hand around and started caressing her huge bulge.
“What can we do?” asked Fred.
Jessica slipped her hand down the slope to her dark pubic hair and continued until she reached her tender pussy.  She slid a couple fingers in and spread her knees apart.
“Oh, I don’t know, maybe you can pull my legs back to help me open up,” she suggested, still rubbing around her gradually wettening pussy.
Jessica let herself down on her back and bent her knees up.  Both men walked to her side and grabbed under her feet.  She hugged under her enormous belly and all three tugged back.  After only a few seconds, Jessica actually felt something real happen in the middle of the charade.  One of the babies wedged down in her pelvis causing her to cry out.
“Hhhhhhuuuuuuuwwwwwwwww!!!!!!” she continued for a few moments but was cut off by another sensation.
“POP!” like the sound of a water balloon bursting, Jessica felt a warm fluid gush all over her vulva, butt and thighs.
“Hhhhhhoooooooo!!!” she let out in relief.  The pressure was a little better now.
“Jeeeezzze!!” Bobby screamed as both helpers jumped back in surprise.
“Oh, c’mon, did you think this wouldn’t be messy?” Jessica said rhetorically.  Before anything else could be said, she uttered, “Oh no, it’s coming.”
She grabbed her legs again and yanked them far back; the boys huddled over her again and started yanking too.  Jessica could feel this contraction a lot more than previous ones.  She could hardly make a sound as she tried to deal with the pain.  She soon ran out of air.
“Hooo...heee...heee...hooo...heeee,” she panted for a minute but the pain was too much for her not to push through it.  When it ended she went limp; her exertion and the heat were getting to her.
“Oh boys...this is...show time,” she strained to get out.
“You’re gonna give birth right now!” Fred asked in a worried tone.
“Yes...active labor…” Jessica could barely mutter she was in so much discomfort.
Bobby could see Jessica in an awkward position and rolled the birthing ball behind her to help prop her up.  Once leaning forward and momentarily relaxed Jessica peered over her greatly protruding womb and could only see the tops of her knees beyond it.  Her own labor, pregnancy, giant belly and attraction for struggling birthers converged in one moment and Jessica fought back nature’s plea to drop the charade and focus on childbirth.
“Don’t stop because of me…” she said, again feeling around her mountainous load to find her pulsating clitoris.  The only thing Jessica could deal with right now was getting off.
Not needing to be told twice, the boys came down to Jessica on the floor and waited for direction.  The hot summer afternoon had almost completely dried Jessica of her birthing fluids but hadn’t helped her warm body cool to any pleasant temperature.
“I’m just so hot and sore.  These things are getting too heavy,” she said grabbing a handful of breast in each hand.  “Maybe you can lick and blow them for me...gently,” she added.
Bobby and Fred instantly began sucking and licking Jessica’s nipples and blowing and playing with them softly.  Jessica, feeling horny and easy to get off, decided to let the boys do most of the work.  She gradually picked her hands up off her tender labia and glided them up the steep path to her belly button where she stopped.  She fingered around her navel and began rubbing around the immediate area as she found it to be an erotic spot in the moment of things.  Quickly progressing to the height of an orgasm she backed off again.  She crept her hands up between Bobby and Fred until her hands and arms were free above her head.
The two men were hardly aware of anything Jessica was doing as they were too infatuated with their own situation to notice.  They had their eyes closed and were surely fantasizing about god knows what.  Jessica could see their lack of attention so she guided each of their unknowing arms onto her belly and down to her soon to be used birth canal.
Their two hands adjusted blindly to the area.  Bobby’s hand went in to finger Jessica while Fred’s stayed above and slowly rubbed her clit.  Jessica stayed on top of the sexual play by keeping Fred and Bobby’s mouths focussed on her tits while their hands stayed at work on her desirous pussy.  Even if Jessica hadn’t already been close to cumming her accompanying male’s efforts wouldn’t have needed much time.
“Oooooooohhhhhhhaaaaaawwwwwww,” she cooed long and slow as her orgasm carefully shook her whole body.  Fred and Bobby stopped for a second thinking it was another contraction but Jessica’s body language convinced them it was something else.  They continued their job pleasing Jessica while she rode out her sexual release.  She grabbed at both of their cocks and with the slightest brushing caused them to cum in their pants without any delay.
After all had been thoroughly satisfied, the three of them got back into reality and figured out what about this birth they needed to tackle next.
“Phew, ok, what’s next?” Jessica laughed.
“How are you doing?” Bobby asked.
“Good now!  But it’s definitely getting more painful and a bit harder on the body.  I think we need to set me up in the final position and we can ride that one out until the end.  Sound good?” she asked.
“Yeah,” the men said in unison.
Fred hesitated for a moment then said, “I kinda thought we’d be getting more.  Don’t get me wrong this is amazing and is a once in a lifetime situation but all the stuff we talked about, it seemed like there would be more input.”
“Fred, honey, I’m sorry.  I definitely don’t want to be selling you short.  What’s bothering you?” she said in a motherly tone.
“I guess I wanted to have you laid out struggling with delivering, you know, with a good view,” Fred explained.
“Well, today is your lucky honey.  The couch pulls out to a bed and I think that it would be a great place to labor while I have my breeders watching over me making sure I don’t misbehave,” Jessica said with a naughty look on her face.  “Now, move the table, pull those two straps and pull the bed out.”
The two quickly scurried around the room setting it up for Jessica.
“Good, now help me up,” she finally asked when they were done.
They each took an arm of Jessica’s and waddled her to the pull out couch.  She sat down slowly and gathered the pillows behind her.  Every new position of a naked Jessica made Fred and Bobby’s mind wander with sexual fantasies.  She picked up one leg off the ground and swung it around and anchored her heel into the mattress under her.  Unable to move too quickly without tiring, Jessica paused and rubbed her bulging stomach until she had more energy to finish her move.  She brought the other leg up and steadied herself with her hands behind her as she laid back, her back at a 45͒ angle, just like a hospital bed without the stirrups.  She could only see her knees and what was below them over her ample hump.  The amount she was swollen by this pregnancy caused Jessica to lay rather spread eagle when relaxed, unable to bring any of her corresponding limbs together.  Once adjusted and feeling like a placed ragdoll, Jessica looked up to see the boys staring deep into her displayed vulva.  
“Ahem,” she cleared her throat but they didn’t notice.  She tried again louder, “AHEM!”  Nothing.
Even though she needed the money and this whole event was for the two men gawking in front of her, Jessica would be lying to say she wasn’t getting something extra out of it for herself.  She wasn’t just fighting her normal sexual urges, which were high.  And she wasn’t just fighting her pregnancy fetish either, which was even higher.  She was compounding those on top of her insatiable pregnant sexual appetite, so when firing on all cylinders, there was scarcely a moment when there wasn’t an urge to act upon.  
Jessica was hot and bothered again.  As soon as the thought entered her head, her body acted accordingly.  Her labia and surrounding area throbbed with each heartbeat and she could feel herself get wet.  She thought to herself for a second that her libido must be very strong to counteract the forces of childbirth and still have enough juice to get her going at a moment’s notice.  The idea left her and she started to move her hands to her inner thighs.  
At all times she kept an eye on each of her audience members.  Nothing could distract them from the show she was putting on.  Jessica stopped her hands where her legs met her hips and belly and started a slow massage there.  That was all it took for Bobby and Fred to “stiffen” up again.  It was nearly impossible for Jessica to reach completely around her two unborn children, so both hands came in from the side and met on her surprisingly well managed pubic bush.  She fuddled around with her curlies between her fingers before moving down south.  Even propped up, she was at the end of her reach by the time her left middle finger rubbed over her clitoral hood.  She turned her knees out to the side and widened the space between her thighs.  More of her copious belly settled in the new free space and Jessica was able to get the final two or three inches of reach she required for the job.
“Ooohhhh,” she moaned softly, mostly to see if the boys would snap out of it or were on the hook with her.  No reaction.  She continued.
She continued moaning and groaning until Fred instinctually went to lean in on the couch bed.  Jessica picked up her left leg and ushered him back with a quick kick all while never leaving her pussy unattended.  She began moving faster and faster as her right fingers easily slipped into her loose, puffy opening.
“Ooooowwwwwww...oooooOOOOWWWWW….WWWWWWUUUUUUHHHHHHAAAAAAAA!” Jessica wailed unlike anything before.  
The men were thrilled with the spectacle playing out in front of them but were unaware of what was really happening.  While Jessica’s vocal release started out as an orgasm, the force of the bodily pleasure sent her into the deepest and most painful contraction yet.  She stayed grabbed at her crotch until one hand sprung up and seized seized her belly while her belly seized the rest of her body.  The boys would have stayed there, frozen for hours, had they not seen the waves ripple across Jessica’s womb.  There was no mistaking what was happening at that point.  All they could do is watch her struggle with the pain.
“Huuu...huuuu….huuuu….” Jessica just panted.  “That was a strong one...huuu...huuu,” she nervously rubbed her belly.  “You guys getting ready?” she asked her womb.
“So what now?” asked Bobby.
“Uuhhh...well the contractions are less than ten minutes apart, so…” Jessica didn’t really know what there was to do except keep acting out their mutual fantasies between contractions until she had to give birth.
“I’ve got a request, if it’s not too much for you,” Bobby said with an unsure tone.
“Never hurts to ask!” Jessica replied enthusiastically.
“Can you be tied up during the next contraction?  Just the next one,” he asked.
“Ah...sure,” she said unable to think of a reason to say no.
Bobby ran to his bag and pulled out some bondage handcuffs.
“Oh jeez, where’d that come from?” Jessica asked.
“I just wanted to be prepared for any scenario you would allow,” Bobby smiled.
“Well, let’s get started,” Jessica complied.
Bobby stepped to Jessica’s right wrist and cuffed it.  He threw the other cuff to Fred who was standing on the opposite side to cuff her left wrist.  Once Jessica was cuffed the two men stopped and thought of the best way to secure the other ends of the cuffs to really restrain her.  Fred noticed the folding legs that come down when the bed was pulled out and suggested that they cuff it to that.  With all of Jessica’s weight on the bed and not enough slack to move left or right, there was no way she would be able to slide either cuff off the bed legs.
“How’s that?” Fred asked Jessica.
“Good,” she said as she was trying to bring her arms together.  The chain had little slack and her efforts were stopped almost immediately.  She raised her forearms a few inches while all her fingers pointed up to the ceiling.
“Legs?” Fred asked Bobby.
“Legs?” Bobby turned to Jessica.  She nodded and gave her consent.
Bobby only had the one pair of cuffs so he needed to get creative with leg restraints.  He looked behind him and saw the stack of towels they had put out for the birth and thought they could spare a couple for a little.  He handed Fred a towel and they gingerly tied up each of Jessica’s legs to the bed posts.
“Ok, try to move around,” Bobby requested.
Jessica again tried bringing her arms in to her body but was stopped in the same position.  She tried kicking her legs about but could only lift them an inch or two from the bed.
“Yep, I’m pretty stuck,” Jessica giggled.
Bobby stayed standing over Jessica for a bit, staring at the giant, naked, pregnant body spread out wide and tied securely.
“Well don’t you just look nice,” Bobby said.  “You ready for that next painful contraction?” he asked creepily.
But before Jessica could answer with her mouth, her body obliged and gave Bobby his answer.  Jessica’s contractions were getting increasingly more painful and this one was no exception.
“OOOOOHHHHHHHH,” we all she could get out as the contraction hit hard and left her without any more air to shout.
Her arms tried to go up again in an attempt to grab her aching womb.  She fought with the cuffs for a second then out of desperation tried yanking her legs up as if they would do anything.
“OOOHHH please, please...huuu….get me out,” Jessica begged.  “Hhhiiiiyyyyaaaa,” she cried as she winced through the worst of the pain.  “IT’S TERRIBLE!!” she screamed as she felt one leg kick her spine and another just under her belly button.  “I can’t, I can’t,” she chanted until her voice faded with the contraction.
“Oh, please, no more,” she pleaded to the boys at her feet.  “I know using my hands and legs doesn’t help the pain but I just can’t.  I need to be free to roll around through the pain.  It’s too much,” she explained.  “I hope that was good for you, though”
“Yeah, it was,” Bobby said enthusiastically.  “I’m sorry but it was really great to see.”
“Well, I’m here to please,” Jessica said.  “Can I have some water and a towel?”
Fred went into the kitchen and got a glass of water while Bobby got another towel from the stack.
“I can’t wait to be undone, I think I’m gonna pass out; can you just wipe my face and help me drink this?” Jessica asked.  
The boys helped her out with her requests then went on to untie the hugely pregnant beached woman in front of them.  Fred untied her legs from the towel and in their freedom Jessica fluttered them, giving them both a good show of her pussy and butt.  Bobby was shuffling around the side of the couch and after some time had still not freed Jessica’s arms.
“What’s going on back there?” Jessica asked pleasantly.
“Umm, these are different than I remember.  I think I need the key,” Bobby explained nervously, but he knew that there was no key.  
He walked up and began riffling through the duffle bag that he had brought with him.  The bag was empty but no one else noticed.  Bobby’s panic set in quickly as he looked at the other two unsuspecting people in the room.
“Well, come on with it, you wouldn’t believe how itchy a pregnant lady’s skin gets, specially one stretched tight with twins,” Jessica teased.
“Uhhmm, so, I don’t have a key,” Bobby said worriedly.
“What do you mean, can’t you just go home and get it if it’s not here?” asked Jessica.
“Not really,” he replied.  “These aren’t my handcuffs, I don’t own a key for these...” Bobby’s voiced got quiet.
Jessica was never the type to freak out no matter what was happening so she calmly asked Bobby, “Whose are these?  Can you get a key?”
“No, I can’t.  I think these are my ex girlfriend’s from years ago.  I haven’t used them in a long time and when I grabbed them this morning I just didn’t think about it.  Jessica, I’m so sorry,” Bobby pleaded.
“It’s ok, we got a few minutes before the next contraction to figure this out.  I mean, at least my hands aren’t cuffed together, I don’t care if they have cuffs on them as long as I’m not tied down to this bed.  Can’t we just slip each cuff off the bed leg?” Jessica finished.
The boys were already fearing the worst at this point but were compelled to try to appease Jessica.  The problem that they had easily recognized was that the bed was too high and Jessica’s arms too short.  Their demonstration really drove the point home.  Fred pulled the left handcuff down as much as he could before it started really pulling at Jessica’s arm.  He asked if she could roll to him any more to lower her arm.  She pulled at her right arm but was only able to give Fred another couple inches before her right cuff was all the way up the bed leg.
“Is it close?” Jessica asked, now with a hint of worry.
“Ah, no, not really.  You need like 10 more inches even when you’re trying,” Fred explained.
“Fuck.  Ok.  So any ideas?  Hhhhhhssssssssuuuuuuuu,” Jessica could feel another struggle within her womb followed by a pressure deep in her pelvis.  One of her baby’s heads just got into place to start burrowing through her tight birth canal with the next contraction.  
“Hhhuuuuu...ssssuuuuu...hhhhhuuuuu...burns...it burns so bad...we gotta stop…” Jessica wasn’t even sure who or what she was talking about anymore, the pain was too much for her to concentrate.
The boys just looked at each other as Jessica laid in pain in front of them.  They knew they wouldn’t be able to get her hands free the way they had just tried so they went to the kitchen to look for anything they could to cut them off.
“Hurry...it’s coming...hhhhuuuuuu,” Jessica tried breathing deeply to slow the progression but her unborn child’s head had already started it’s short journey before the cue of a contraction.
She badly wanted to have her hands free to soothe her tender belly and hips but grew more and more frustrated with each failed attempt at gaining access to any part of her body.  She could feel the pressure build by the second as the head struggled open her small cervix.  Jessica’s hips felt like they were going to break under the pressure so she brought her legs up one at a time, like bicycle kicks, to alleviate the cramp but only succeeded in tiring herself out.
Jessica opened her eyes to see Fred and Bobby at her feet with disappointed looks on their faces.
“There’s nothing here.  We can’t get these off right now,” Bobby said.
Still surprisingly calm with the people that had got her into this immobile situation, Jessica said, “Can you go to the store and get lock cutters?  There’s no way I’m calling an ambulance and explaining this to them.”
“Absolutely, but it’ll take at least a half hour for me to get back here,” Bobby said.
“Just go, go now.  I’ll try to hold off as long as I can, but Fred you need to stay here and help me, please help me,” Jessica begged with tears in her eyes.  The two men felt terrible and Bobby ran out the door to get the cutters.
Fred asked what he could do to help, realizing now his custom birth show was coming to an end and mother nature’s show was taking over.
“These contractions are getting worse, I need help pushing.  Help me recline a little so I can pull my legs up when the contraction hits,” she directed.
Fred pulled at the sheet under Jessica as she scooted her butt down a bit to get into a better birthing position.  As soon as Fred walked to Jessica’s side and sat down next to her, he felt her hand grab his and squeeze hard.
“Ooooowwwwwooooowoooowoooo,” Jessica wailed.  “Hee...heee...huuu...heee...hee...huuuu,” then a deep breath and, “Hhhhmmmmmmffffffff.”  She hadn’t had the time to explain to Fred what exactly she needed him to do so she was forced to brave this one with nothing but a hand hold.  Fred noticed her face becoming overly flush the longer she fought with this contraction.  He thought her head was about to pop when he felt her grip lessen and the blood leave her face.
“Huuuuuuuuuu,” Jessica let out in exhaustion.  “I need you to get...on the bed...between my legs...and face me.”
“Ok,” Fred said eagerly and jumped right in front of her.  “What should I do?”
“When I get contraction...pick my legs up...push them at me...don’t stop until contraction is over,” Jessica could only manage the most necessary words of speech to get her message across.  
Knowing she had a second before they would have to act again, she had one more favor to ask.
“Can I have ice?” she asked.
Without questioning why, Fred ran to the freezer and put a bunch of ice in a bowl for Jessica and ran back to his original position just two feet from her blooming vulva.  He was surprised to see just how much Jessica had been progressing with her labor.  Her labia were protruding out quite far between her legs from the large mass that was directly behind them.  Her still tightly closed pussy lips were glistening with sweat, birthing fluid, or a combination of the two while a thick fluid continued to slowly ooze out of her and run down her butthole.  Fred struggled to break his attention away from Jessica’s crotch long enough to ask her what she wanted the ice for.
“My belly,” she replied.  “It’s too hot...too stretched...rub it,” then she closed her eyes and put her head back.
Fred would have liked more explicit instructions but he not dare ask for any clarification now and decided thought he knew well enough what she wanted.  He took some ice in his hand and started lightly caressing her hot and swollen belly.  She must have really been overheated because the ice was melting like it was on hot summer asphalt.  He kept replenishing his supply from the bowl until it was done and there was a giant wet spot on the bed surrounding Jessica.  Once finished, Fred didn’t want to disturb Jessica, so he just started rubbing her belly with his hands, trying to soothe her soreness.  He could hear her moan a little like she was dreaming about being pleased in one way or another.  He took this as a good sign so he decided to gently make his way down her very steeply sloping belly, following her linea nigra.  He brushed her furry patch with his knuckles then traced the hair around her labia.  They were hot to the touch and seemed very tender.  At this point he couldn’t see Jessica’s head over her belly but he still heard her occasionally.  He continued rubbing and playing with Jessica until he felt her womb tighten up and send a shock wave over her.
“Oooowwwwww,” Jessica cried more out of disappointment than pain as she knew what was happening as well.  She slid her legs up a little to cue Fred.  He grabbed her calves then spread her legs very wide apart to get them around her giant belly.  They worked with each other to get her legs high and wide before he started pushing back and Jessica started pushing out.
“Hoooooo...hee...hee...hee...huuuuu...ahhhhhhhhh...hoooooo...hee...hee...hee,” Jessica continued her breathing routine while Fred applied pressure to her heels.  With the whole act right in front of his eyes, Fred had no choice but to commentate what was happening with Jessica’s delivery.
“Good, good, keep pushing,” he cheered Jessica on.  “You’re doing great,” Fred noticed her labia starting to separate.
The update was inspiring for Jessica because once she heard what Fred had said, she dug her chin deep into her chest, causing her milk filled breasts to part around the top of her vast belly, and pushed with her butt harder than she had before.
“WHOA!” Fred shouted from Jessica’s efforts.  “I think you skipped a step,” he said jokingly as she saw her go from closed to crowning in a matter of seconds.
He popped up for a moment to check on Jessica only to see her crying with pain.  The large baby was unrelenting as it forced itself deeper into her birth canal.  She strained even harder until she felt a blunt pressure on her pubic bone.
“Gggggaaaaahhhhh,” she finally burst out with the end of the contraction.  
Fred could feel her stop pushing and carefully set her legs back down on either side of him.  He brought his head up to see Jessica.  She finally opened her eyes at looked at him with the saddest face.
“I’m sorry,” was all he could say to her.  He knew that this was not the idea of childbirth she had in mind.
Beads of sweat started dripping down Jessica’s belly and thighs while it practically poured down her face and chest.  Fred swabbed her off and helped her drink some water.
“How am I doing?” she asked softly under the burn of her entrenched baby.
Fred looked down and back up and said, “Your, um...lips...are open about an inch and you’re...bulging?...out pretty far.  Sorry, I don’t know all the right things to say.  It looks like it’s right there but it’s definitely pretty large by the looks of it so I don’t know how easy it will be.”
“Please...rub pubic bone...the shoulder’s caught,” it was getting harder for Jessica to talk.
Fred could feel a big knot under Jessica’s skin were the baby’s shoulder was caught.  There was nothing he could do to help the situation except massage the laboring mother.
It distracted her long enough to talk a little more, “It feels stuck...I think it’s too big...I need lube or I’m gonna tear.”
Fred saw her right leg move around behind him and looked to see she was pointing her toes at a bottle of birthing lube by the birthing ball.  With lube in hand he asked how he needed to use it.
“You need to put it on an inch inside...huuu...huuu...and all over outside...huuu...huuuu,” her breathing picked up.  “Paint me!” she finished.  Fred was happy to hear some comedy in her comment.
He squirted some into his right hand and began rub the thick goop all over Jessica’s hot pussy.  He started on the outside to get her used to the feeling before going in.
“UW!” Jessica yelped as Fred’s fingers wrapped around her abused labia and into her birth canal.
“Sorry, I’m trying to be gentle,” he said.
“No, it’s Ok, I need it,” she replied.
Fred finished up in time for the next contraction.  He heard the handcuffs rattle on the metal bed legs as Jessica’s instincts tried to obtain her hands.  She again brought her legs up and he helped finish getting them up and around her mound as her massive belly almost touched his nose.  They both pushed harder and harder as Jessica’s vulva stretched open.  Fred instantly saw the merits of the birthing lube as he watched the small teardrop opening quickly turn into a widening circle.
“I can see the hair!” Fred shouted.  “Keep going, keep pushing!” he coached.
Jessica felt the shoulder dislodge and it sent the pressure to her vaginal opening.  The lube was more crucial than ever.  Fred watched two inches of head pop right out of Jessica, her skin now pulled thin around the head.
“HHHHUUUUU!” Jessica exhaled but quickly resupplied her tired lungs with air to continue her struggle.  “Yyyyyyaaaaaaaaa,” she persisted.
“It looks like it’s close!” Fred screamed.
“HOW MUCH!?” Jessica asked in between thrusts.
Fred took his hands off her feet for a second to show her with his hands that the head was sticking out 4 inches.  Jessica’s legs stayed locked up in the air but she still needed Fred’s help pushing so he promptly returned and shoved her legs as hard as he could.  Jessica’s legs were so flexible that, even in her exceedingly gravid state, she was able to tuck them into her armpits.  With both her thighs running up her ribs, Fred was hovering over her pushing harder and harder until their stomachs were touching.
“Fffffyyyyaaaaa,” Jessica screamed in Fred face as she felt a pop and a relief.  “Is it out?!?!” she asked Fred.
Fred pulled himself up off Jessica and sat again in front of her birth show.  He could see the baby’s whole head falling out of her wearing her now very puffy and red pussy lips around its neck.
“It’s out!” he cried.
“Check it’s neck, check for the cord,” she instructed.
“It’s clear,” he said.
No sooner did Fred replay that Jessica, legs locked in birthing position, began pushing again.  Fred didn’t need to help her at this point, he just watched it unfold.  Jessica open wider and wider with seemingly no movement of the baby as her body prepared to deliver the broad shoulders.  Jessica bit down hard on her bottom lip and pushed her butt out far.  Fred was impressed with the physical feat of delivering a baby with her arms tied down.  Jessica definitely looked a bit awkward; arms splayed like a crucifixion, knees up to her shoulders and her vulva projecting far out from between her legs with a baby head coming out of it; all of this while her rigid tummy reached up to the ceiling two feet higher than any other part of her body.  Her body was being tried to it’s limits and yet Jessica was still getting horny on delivering this unnaturally large babe.
“Huu...huu...hee….aaaaahhhhhhhhh,” Jessica gave one final push and held it.  She could feel the shoulder break free from her, followed by the arms then the rest of the body fell right out onto the bed.
“It’s a girl,” exclaimed Fred.  “That’s amazing, how did you do that?”
“Do what?” Jessica asked in a panic.
“It’s so big, I mean, I’m looking at how big it is and then I’m seeing where it came out of and it doesn’t add up!” he explained.  “You are amazing for doing this, you know.”
“WWHHAAMMM!” the front door flew open and Bobby came running in with the lock cutters.  
He didn’t bother to pay attention to what had happened in his absence and went straight for the cuffs.  With two keep snips Jessica was free and able to move her arms for the first time in thirty minutes.  She cried as she picked up her newborn and placed it on her chest.  Her nipples were itching to release their contents and did so instantly after her little girl started suckling.
The both of them, but mostly Fred, filled Bobby in about what had happened.  The two boys sat and watched the new mother feed her child.  Right after Jessica was calmed down from the ordeal she felt the familiar twinge of her uterus.
“Here, quick, take her,” she said to Bobby as she handed over her new baby to him.
Jessica, now untethered, quickly jacked her legs up quickly and, unlike before, grabbed her sweaty thighs and poked her bottom almost straight up in the air.
“Hmmmmmffffff,” she stressed as she tried to push the next babe out.  Another gush of amniotic fluid poured out of her as she felt the baby slide down very far.  The first baby had taken an hour to get to this point so Jessica was happy to see this one going faster.
Jessica didn’t try too hard with this contraction and when it was over decided to change her tactics.  Having been forced to birth her first child on her back, she now felt stifled by the position so she thought getting up would help ease her tension.
Jessica threw her arms out at the boys and without having to say anything they knew what she wanted.  They helped her up slowly and pulled her heavy body to the side of the bed where they could finish helping her get on her feet.  The three of them did a couple of laps around the room as Jessica supported her still cumbersome load with both hands.  The birthing ball that was out looked comfortable to Jessica so she had them set her down on it to give her hips a rest.  She kept rocking in her hips to not cramp as she lightly bounced on the ball trying to bring her baby down naturally.
“Hmmm,” Fred groaned watching Jessica’s breasts and belly jiggle so sensually on the ball; all moving together.
Jessica noticed what her actions had caused and decided to play off of it.  She turned herself towards the ogling boys and started to bounce a little more.  She rolled back a foot or so until she could use the wall behind her as a backrest.  She spread her legs open and rolled her butt out to properly display her new motherly pussy.
“I guess this makes me a MILF now,” she said semi-jokingly.  The guys did not respond.
Jessica fished around the TV and almost magically pulled out a little pocket rocket vibrator that she palmed in her hand.  She turned it on and started rubbing her clit with it.  Not even childbirth could stop her sexuality.  She closed her eyes and began humming.  She felt only pleasure at first but could eventually tell that her next baby was responding to her movements.  The more aroused she became the more she could feel the baby grease through her used birth canal.  While her firstborn had caused little more than pain, it seemed to have paved the road for an easy second delivery.  Jessica felt the head, then the shoulders reopen her previously recoiled cervix, but this time it added to her pleasure instead of her pain.  The orgasmic muscles she was flexing must have been the right ones for birthing because as Jessica began to reach the pinnacle of her orgasm she felt the head and body instantly fill her birth canal and her labia had unmistakingly been pulled open.  She took her free hand while still vibing her clit with the other and felt the top of her second baby’s head.  The sensation, the birth, the pregnancy, the labor, the pleasure all came together in one gargantuan orgasm that shook Jessica off the ball and brought her to her knees.
“Oooohhhhwwwwooooowwww,” she released.
Now in a wide kneel, using the ball as a prop, Jessica probed her vulva only to find that her baby had slid out to its brow and was crowning her completely.  Fred and Bobby had no trouble seeing the baby’s head sticking out of Jessica and shuttered at how much pain she must have been in by being forced open by the head.
As the orgasm wore off the burning sensation set it and Jessica started to pant and yelp with distress.
“Here, you got to do the last one,” Bobby said to Fred and handed him the newborn he had been holding.  
Bobby ran over to Jessica for support and to see if he could do anything to help.  She just yelled and grabbed his hand as she went from a kneel to a very low squat.  Her butt cheeks almost grazed the ground as she cried from the burning.
“Please, please, I can’t,” was all she could say.
“Ooooowwwwwffffff!!!!!!!” she bellowed as a contraction hit her.
She instinctually put her palms under her flowering labia and could feel the head fill her hands.  With one good push she expelled the large head from her vagina.  She popped up like she had springs in her feet to make she the head didn’t hit the floor.  With Bobby supporting her in a medium squat, Jessica looked at the shock in Fred’s eyes.
“Pull the mirror here!” Jessica said quickly.
Fred grabbed the full length mirror and rolled it in front of Jessica.  She tiredly looked into the mirror to see a giant baby head down to its neck between her legs.  The size of it was so daunting that Jessica cried with the idea of having to birth the rest.  She had Fred put some towels under her, fearing that this would have to be the spot where she would deliver.
Bobby supported Jessica’s full weight from under her armpits and just let her hang there.  The contractions essentially did not stop and Jessica was getting too weak to help.  Fred saw what was happening and tried to help in the only way he could think of.
“And you call yourself a breeder.  Only one baby and you’re giving up!” he said.
Jessica looked at him silently and out of nowhere pushed with all her might.  She looked in the mirror and saw the head starting to rotate, slightly at first, but it seemed to gain momentum and in no time and shifted enough to free its shoulders.  Once they were out the hard part was over and the rest of the giant baby just dropped out of Jessica.
“Wwwwwoooooaaaahhhhhh,” Jessica exhaled.
She looked at the baby on the ground under her and deduced it was even bigger than that first, and it was certainly a boy.
“Should we go for triplets next time?” Bobby laughed.  It was finally over.

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