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I am a 27 year old Intersex African Lion named Dr Claude Graves. I am 6'6", and 252 pounds of Tawny Gold furred Lion, with a Red Brown mane and tail tuft, with Azure Blue eyes and a snug, virgin pussy. I am rich, having inherited $328 Million from my beloved Paternal Grandfather namesake when he died, when I was 22. I practice at a large Internal Medicine clinic in Downtown Sacramento. I live in a big house with an English Red Fox Butler, Alfred Featherstone. I have not had any heats yet nor periods as I'd of expected. My own Doctor, Mark Winston tells me it's not usual but I'll either have a heat before I am 30 or end up barren. It's been so long without one I almost would rather end up barren.

I have had patients describe a heat as a relentless, uncontrollable burning desire to be bred even by a total stranger. One patient of mine, a 30 year old Intersex Skunk had his first heat hit and went into a biker bar and stripped. He laid on top of a booth table, spread his legs and begged to be gang fucked. He pulled a biker train of 55 guys, and now is pregnant with triplets. He has no idea which of the 55 guys that gang banged him fathered them. Though because of a Specidex test he knows he is carrying fraternal triplets. A big Skunk kit, a huge Wolverine kit, and a Weasel kit. He was upset at first, but now is just waiting happily for his kits to be born. And is very much looking forward to being a birth father. I don't know how I'd feel in that situation. But his parents have said that they'll help him with them. His pregnant belly is so big now in his 9th month he can barely walk unaided.

He wants me to deliver them, because he knows that I too am Intersex, I have agreed to deliver his kits as we have become friends since he got bred. Like me he hadn't gone into heat prior to being bred.

Micheal, my pregnant Skunk friend went into labor last night, and his parents rushed him to the hospital and I got called in to deliver him. It was a long night waiting before I finally put him on Oxytocin drip and he delivered in 3 hours. Mike was exhausted after birthing his big, beautiful kits. But while he's nursing them he looks so happy and serene. I am almost envious of him for how happy he is now. I go home exhausted.

That night I dream of being pregnant and giving birth and when I wake up my cunt lips are puffy and swollen, and my cunt is really wet. As I awaken more, I realize I have gone into my first heat. Could it have be brought on by me delivering Mike's kits? God I hope not. Since I can't call off from the clinic today.

I go shower and dress for the clinic. I go to work and take a heat pad out of clinic stock. It will absorb any discharge and mute the pervasive pheromones issuing from my now really needy pussy for 8 to 12 hours. I get busy with patients and all goes well til the end of the day and my last patient. I'm so horny I am rubbing my crotch on the corners of furniture trying to get off.

My last patient of the day is a new one who makes it all worse for me. Al Gutierrez, is a huge Black Frisian

Stallion Horse, who looks like his body was chiseled out of Obsidian. Rock hard, seriously jacked Horse, in tight jeans, tight t shirt, and denim vest. His Ice Blue eyes are boring into mine. He's being friendly but staying close to me, his wide nostrils flaring as he snorts my in heat scent. Al is now dropped, and fully hard now. And it looks huge. His deep voice asks me if one of my previous patients was in heat. I tell him no. He asks me out for a drink after work. I whimper and want to just get on the exam table naked, spread my legs, a beg him to put his foal in me. But I fight that urge but I do agree to let him take me out for a drink. We go on to diagnosing his problem and I write a couple of scripts for him. He asks me if I am done for the day and I tell him I am. Al takes my paw and leads me out of the clinic offices. He takes me to a small bar close to the clinic, and it's dark, and not very busy.

Al takes me to a booth and asks me to sit and he'll bring our drinks. He walks to the bar and gets a couple of martini's. He sits down right next to me and pulls me up against his big body. I take a drink of my drink and it tastes bitter. But I finish it and begin to feel odd, a burning sensation in my lower abdomen, that puzzles me. I feel weak and soon am drowsy. Al is grinning at me, and I feel his big 3 fingered hands stroking my body. I slump against his body, and his big hands zero in on my soaked cunt and I feel my heat pad pulled off as Al's finger slips up me to his second knuckle, rubbing my cunt walls and flicking on my hymen. Al pushes on it and it hurts as it breaks on his big finger. "Yeah, bitch, you're ripe in peak heat, time to put my foal in you" he snorts. Al picks me up and slings me over his shoulder, he walks us to a store room and out a back door. Into an alley, behind a dumpster, I hear him on his phone inviting some guys to come join the party. And I'm out.

I feel rough brick against my back and butt, and a hot pain as my cunt walls are stretched by a huge Horse Cock pistoning in and out of my permanently stretched cunt. I whimper and pass out again after my body is rocked with a huge orgasm. My head lolls on Al's big shoulder. He's banging me hard and fast. I vaguely hear his orgasmic whinny as he floods my womb with Horse swimmers. I feel him pulling out as I am handed off to another big Equine who soon shoves up into my sloppy cunt. I pass out again as I am held against a brick wall and bred. I feel myself passed off to a smaller Equine still hung large.

I wake up hours later with gallons of Equine cum still pouring out of my sore, aching, stretched pussy. Behind a dumpster in a filthy back alley totally naked. I hadn't brought my phone and I am scared of a lot of things. I'm not too surprised when the Police show up. They are skeptical until I explain what happened to me. They call an ambulance and I'm taken to University hospital ER.

The ER staff takes blood from me and sperm samples from my pussy before they douche me out. When the blood tests come back, I discover that Al gave me a 'roofie' and a fertility pill, and I am pregnant now.

They discharge me and I go home upset and wondering how I'll deal. When I call the contact numbers we have for Al, no one there has heard of him. Alfred tells me that his cousin, Gerry will come be my nanny so I won't have to raise my foal alone.

My belly is huge at 3 months, yet an Ultrasound shows only one huge Frisian foal inhabiting my womb. In a way I lucked out, as there is no way I know how many Equines fucked me in that back alley.

Mike teases me on his next visit to the clinic and I tell him how I got pregnant. I relax a lot when Gerry comes, as he's a calm, soft voiced Red Fox. He'll make a great nanny. H's already tending to a very pregnant me. By 5 months I look like I'm about to drop this foal at any minute. By month 9, I am so swollen bellied I can barely walk. Mike has been very supportive and kind to me, as good to me as I was to him.

I am terrified as I go into labor for this huge foal. But I am given an Oxytocin shot, and my huge Black foal passes fairly easily. He is a gorgeous Black Frisian colt and he grows up as big and buff as his sire.

When my Eric is 10 he asks about where his Daddy is and it's an uncomfortable conversation. But he does understand that no matter how he was conceived that I loved him enough to have him and raise him on my own.