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Part one: Intro + Odussuum Impregnation

Other humans told me to stay away from dragons. They were dangerous, and all they wanted was to hurt people, to kill them. But in truth, I have never felt more love than I do now, with every dragon in this huge Clan ready, waiting patiently to fill me to the brim with babies.

I had always wanted to have a dragon's brood, ever since I was eighteen. Now that I was nearing twenty, without a job and no significant other to speak of, I had figured that it was just a pipe dream. I was going to have to start my life soon, get a job and go to college, and of course, I was expected to take a normal human spouse. But I never wanted that. Even more taboo was my status as a transgender man among humans; dragons could care less, but humans were very judgemental. I couldn't even talk about wanting to be pregnant normally without others assuming I wanted to "go back to being a girl."

Everything changed when I was approached by a shy Tundra by the name of Odussuum. He was having trouble finding a mate, for one, and had heard about me through a friend and wondered if I'd be willing to carry and birth a litter for him. He was worried, knowing that humans could only birth dragons live, instead of laying eggs as some species did thanks to our unique anatomy. He feared I would turn him down, as Tundras were known for being quite large, and I had never been pregnant before.

But, of course, I didn't turn him down. I knew I was ovulating, so I offered to have sex with him that very night if he wished. He knew I would not be his and his alone, because I wanted to experience a great range of pregnancies, but he was fine with that. In fact, his Clan was in desperate need of more live-birthers, as many of their eggs were failing to hatch. I knew it was my chance.

So, Odus took me back to his Clan and introduced me. The Clan was known as Clan Mahlaandun, and I was unsure of what to expect. I didn't think these dragons would even like me, I didn't even think Odus really liked me. I was just going to be providing them with babies, right? But they quickly drove that thought from my head. They found me beautiful, even by dragon standards, and the two leaders of the Clan -- a mated pair, a genderfluid female Mirror named Kinbokkod and a transgender female Guardian named Goraantuz -- accepted me readily.

Their problems lied mostly in that many of the live-birthing dragon species they had in the Clan didn't want to give birth. Dragons are incredibly respectful of others' decisions, so they did not push the idea of birthing onto those who had already made it clear they didn't want to birth. I could respect that as well. However, when I came and stated I would birth as many babies as they wanted me to, all of the adult dragons in the Clan were interested. While I did say I was going to carry for Odus first, I would gladly take requests from the others when I was finished nursing his Tundra cubs.

I would end up developing an easy system later, but for now, this worked. Especially since the Clan, while it seemed big to me, was actually relatively small in dragon terms. Even so, it wouldn't have mattered to me if there were two or two hundred dragons in the Clan. I would bear litters for all of them.

That night, I watched as the other dragons in the Clan wished Odus luck, some of them giving the two of us gifts before we retired to his den. He was very gentle and patient, getting me aroused and wet before he even thought about trying to penetrate me. I learned quickly that Tundras were gentle lovers, caring deeply for how their partner felt. He nuzzled and kissed me, kissed my breasts and ran his tongue over my sensitive nipples. He also lapped at my pussy, touched my clit with his tongue and made me cum before ever putting himself inside. Odus was already leagues better than most human males.

When I was so wet I was nearly dripping, he finally gently spread my thighs and guided the head of his cock towards my entrance. I won't lie, I was a little nervous upon seeing its size, but I reminded myself if all went well, in four months I'd give birth to babies much larger than that. I remember my eyes were closed, and my legs trembled as he carefully rested the head of his cock against the opening of my vagina. At that point, I opened my eyes and looked up at him as he stood over me. The head of his cock was already slick with pre-come, and he told me I had aroused him just by cumming earlier. He told me how beautiful I looked now, legs spread wide for him, face flushed, mouth slightly open with pleasure. He told me how he couldn't wait to see me full and round with Tundra cubs.

Then he slipped in, and it was more amazing than I could have fathomed. It felt incredible, having such a large cock inside of me, fucking me, getting me pregnant. He could easily reach my cervix, but he made sure to keep me comfortable first, only pushing in a little until I asked for more. I had only ever touched myself on the outside before, and he was hitting so many good spots I orgasmed and came not long after he first pushed in. When he found the depth I was comfortable with, he began to move himself, thrusting gently, slowly, languid and easy. Just how I wanted it done. I could feel him stretching my pussy, and my hand went down to touch my throbbing, revealed clit. I had never been stimulated like this before. I loved it, and I wanted more.

I shakily asked him through gasping breaths if he could please suckle on my breasts, gently, keeping his fangs tucked away for now. He agreed, leaned his head down to lick at my nipple and then suckle, gently, as I was sure our newborn cubs would do in a few months time. The only difference being, of course, that my breasts, while large, were not full of milk yet. I remember feeling spoiled, because it felt so incredibly amazing, getting fucked by a dragon. I screamed his name again and again as I came, squirting more than once. He moaned, too, whenever my twitching pussy squeezed his cock. I wanted him to come, too. And I wanted him to come hard.

Soon, I could feel his cock start to swell, the knot on the base of his cock getting larger to ensure he would stay inside of me, that his semen would reach my womb and fertilize the eggs waiting there. I remembered, briefly, that I was told humans could carry up to six dragon babies at a time, one more than dragons themselves could have. Giddy, I hoped we would max out. I wanted to carry his babies, and if birth was going to feel like this, I couldn't wait for it. Human births were generally painful, but from what I read, dragon births were much more pleasurable, enhanced by the magic flowing through their veins.

I grew more excited as he moved faster, hips jerking a little but remaining careful not to hurt me as he got closer to his own climax. I rubbed at my clit gently, hoping we could both cum at the same time. Heat pooled in the pit of my belly as grunts filled the air from both of us. Again, he put his tongue against my hard, erect nipples, licking and suckling on one breast before moving to the next. There was so much to feel, in my pussy and breasts and clit, I sobbed his name as my pussy twitched, clenching hard around his cock as his knot swelled and kept us together.

And then he came, and I had never felt so good as he pumped round after round, spurt after spurt of thick semen deep inside of me. He moaned my name as he impregnated me, telling me how glad he was that I was doing this for him. How he couldn't wait to meet our babies, how he couldn't wait to raise them, how glad he was I had agreed to do this for him and his Clan. It was so good, I hit another orgasm almost immediately after the last, squirting helplessly as I cried his name again.

After so much sex, it was only natural that the two of us were exhausted, so once his knot went down and he was able to pull out, we both fell asleep in his nest. I didn't know at the time that we had been successful, and Tundra cubs had begun to grow inside of me.

Part Two: Odussum Pre-Birth

Dragon pregnancies did not take very long to show. Within two weeks, I was starting to show some signs: my nipples darkened and my breasts became more sensitive, first. A little more weight began to settle around my hips and thighs. Still, I didn't get my hopes up until the Clan's medicine dragon -- a small male Fae named Fahdonsu -- examined me and told me definitively I was pregnant with a large litter. Using his magic almost like an ultrasound, he counted a total of six cubs growing inside of me. Just as I had wanted.

It didn't take long before my belly began to swell with the life growing inside of me. Clothes were a commodity to dragons and they usually didn't wear them, so I stopped doing so, too. All of the dragons in the Clan could see how large my belly and breasts were getting, filling with milk to support the six hungry cubs to come until their teeth came in and they could eat with their father. They all congratulated me, and many told me how beautiful I looked, how well pregnancy fit me.

Unlike human pregnancies, dragon pregnancies stay comfortable. My body adapted to the changes, and as the days drew on, I found myself more and more excited to meet our babies. Odus took good care of me, making sure I ate enough to support all seven of us and happily having sex with me when I could no longer take care of my urges on my own. He was truly excited, speaking to my belly as the days went on.

Those four months were blissful, but would be nothing compared to birth, so I was told. For many live-birthing dragons, giving birth was the single best experience in their lives, and one would know when it was time. In the final days of the pregnancy, I knew my body was preparing. I stayed in Odus's nest more, I craved more sex and became more sensitive. My breasts began to leak milk, and I began pumping some of the milk to save for when the babies were born.

And then, one night, in the middle of the night, I woke to a strange sensation. My belly had not only dropped low, but I simply... felt different. Instinctively, I woke Odus with a gentle coo of his name, and told him:

"I'm in labor. Get my camera, and the mirror, and the rest of the Clan. I'm going to birth your babies."

Part three: Odussuum Birth of Cub One

Odus did as I said, setting up and turning on the camera first and getting it at the perfect angle I wanted, pointing at my legs and swollen belly. I got to work on getting myself comfortable while my body dilated, getting ready to birth. To do what I felt I had been meant to do my whole life. I would need to dilate quite wide in order to push out the Tundra cubs, whose shoulders were broad and had thick heads. I shivered when I thought of how Odus's cock had felt inside of me, and how truly amazing it would feel to squeeze out each cub one by one.

I waited until the camera was on and recording before I told Odus to fetch the mirror and tell the rest of the Clan. I wanted to see myself while I gave birth, in real time, while the camera streamed to the screen the rest of the Clan would be watching outside. Births were generally a pleasurable experience for the entire Clan, and I hoped next time I got pregnant, I wouldn't be the only one so gravid when the time came. Briefly, I wondered what it would be like to give birth alongside one of the dragons I had come to see as Clanmates.

All of this had gotten me wet and my pussy throbbing. I knew from what Fahdonsu had told me that I would want to be as pleased as possible while my body dilated, to help the process along. I didn't want to lie on my back, not because it was uncomfortable, but simply because standing or sitting up would put gravity on my side and bring the babies down faster. He said that, in the case the babies came faster than I dilated, the pressure on my cervix would likely help dilation and also give me a good bit of pleasure. At the same time, I had to touch my neglected clit, and the only way to easily reach it was to prop my back against the side of the nest and reach my hand between my thighs.

I did just that, moaning when my cool fingers touched the heated erectile tissue. My pussy lips twitched, as did my thighs as I began rubbing small circles on my clit. It felt so much better than it had ever felt before, now that I was in labor and sensitive. I reveled in the fact that I was being recorded, being watched by every adult member of the Clan by this point. They could probably hear my moans too, of incredible pleasure, coming from Odus's den.

I continued to rub gently, not quite wanting to cum just yet. No, I wanted Odus to be back with the mirror when I came. I wanted to be able to see it when I came, I wanted to see the way my body moved and twitched and contorted as I came and inevitably cried his name. And then, when my body was ready, I wanted to watch myself blossom and birth as I was meant to do. Seeing it recorded later just wouldn't cut it.

To his credit, Odus returned as quickly as he could with the mirror. Upon seeing the state I was in, he set it up at the perfect angle, so that it caught my huge belly and spread open wide pussy for both of us to see perfectly. It was even more of a beautiful sight than I thought it would be. My pussy was swollen and sensitive, my clit exposed and erect, my belly bouncing as I moved. I could also see the cubs moving at points, getting themselves into a position to be born. I knew it could take anywhere from thirty minutes to twelve hours to dilate completely, and I was going to milk every second for what it was worth.

"Odus," I gasped and moaned out his name. The hand that wasn't playing with my clit moved to fondle my breasts, filled to the brim with milk and so sensitive. My fingers brushed the nipple, and it became erect. "Odus, my love... please, put your tongue on me, in me. Help me cum, my love." My voice rasped into a soft coo at the end, and he seemed entirely unable to resist and painfully aroused as he came to me.

He settled his head between my legs, licking at my soft, wet folds. My toes curled with pleasure as he flicked his tongue in and out of my throbbing entrance, as I felt myself get wetter, my fingers get slicker. I kept my eyes glued to the mirror, thrusting my hips when the sensations got too good to resist. I knew I was close, as my vision got fuzzy and my hips jerked erratically. I just felt so good, I didn't know what to say.

Finally, I pressed my thumb against my clit just as Odus's tongue hit my g-spot inside of me, and I screamed "ODUS!" like I never had before. I came, I came so hard I saw white, my pussy audibly squirting as shudders of pleasure raced through my body. Milk dribbled from my sensitive breasts, and for a moment, I simply lie dazed while Odus lapped up the slick from my body. I ran a finger through one of the little streams of milk, put it to my lips to taste. It was sweet.

When Odus was done, I gently rested my hand on the side of his head. "Come here, sweet boy," I cooed again, guided his head to one of my breasts and allowed him to latch on. Carefully, gently, he started suckling as he had all those months ago, only this time, sweet milk flowed down his throat. His eyes closed, and I gently pet his head as he nursed from me, helping to relieve my overfilled breasts. He moved to the other breast on my command, suckling until his belly was full and I told him he could pull away.

He rested beside me for a moment, and then rolled over to face me. His eyes were loving, gentle, as he rested his head on my chest. "Will," he spoke my name. "Will, darling. What do you need from me? I'll do anything."

I sighed with bliss, my hands rubbing at my thighs, at the wetness still there from where I had squirted fluid onto them. "Hold me up," I said. "And rub my belly. Talk to me. Talk to them. I can... feel the pressure... on my cervix." I paused every so often to breathe, then propped myself up as he wriggled behind me. I could feel the head of his massive cock on my back as I leaned against him, into his mane against his chest. He did as I asked, putting his paws on my belly and rubbing. The babies had mostly settled into position by now, and I could feel the first one's head at the bottom of my belly, hanging down so low. It wouldn't be long, now. Not long before I finally became a father.

For a moment, all I was able to do was enjoy the pleasure and the pressure, pushing myself gently into Odus's paws as he continued stroking my belly. I kept my eyes on myself in the mirror, absolutely focused on everything I was feeling. I would only need to push once I was completely dilated, and there was already a cub right there at my cervix, ready to be pushed out. I was slightly worried about my water not having broken yet, so I looked up at Odus.

"Am... are my waters supposed to break first?" I asked, moaning with pleasure as a light contraction rocked my body. My pussy throbbed and ached, but it was a good ache. Dragon births really were pleasurable. I could easily get used to this.

"Tundra cubs are often born with the water intact," Odus explained. His paused for a moment with his paws on my lower belly, feeling the heaviness of the cubs there. "It's not uncommon. Don't worry, if the cub comes out without your waters breaking, I can break the sac myself."

I swallowed, feeling for some reason a little self-conscious. "Um... do you know if it changes how it feels if... the..." I paused to moan softly as another light contraction pulsed through me. "If it's born with the sac intact?"

Odus tilted his head. "I'm not sure, I've never asked and... I wouldn't know. Most Fae are born in the sac two at a time to make things easier on the birthing parent, but Fae are small and the sac protects them."

I made a mental note of that, nodding and sighing once more as my legs twitched apart a little further. I leaned back against Odus's chest, tilting my head and putting my face in his mane. I could start to feel the contractions in my belly now, getting just a little faster, a little more pleasurable. I knew what was coming, what I was building up to. I could feel my child's head pushing on my cervix, very much ready to be born. I knew if I were to reach down and put fingers in my pussy and push up, I would likely feel the head sitting there.

All at once, I felt it. My body knew exactly what to do as I sat up, looking from the camera to the mirror, keeping my eyes on my pussy. It was time to give in to the primal desires taking over me.

It was time to push.

Odus seemed to notice the change in my behavior, how my face and muscles relaxed when the last pre-push contraction faded. "Will... my love, are you ready?"

I nodded. "Yes. Very." I groaned softly. "I'm ready to bear your cubs. Don't stop touching me, please, not for a moment." The rest of my words came out in a breathy moan as my eyelids fluttered. I could feel a contraction building, and I hooked my hands under my thighs, pulling them to the side of my massive contracting belly. It took all of my power to look into the mirror rather than just close my eyes and let pleasure and instinct take over, but I knew it would be so much more satisfying to watch as I pushed my cubs out.

My cubs. The thought wasn't strange at all. They had grown in my belly, after all, with their father's help. Even though they wouldn't resemble me, a human, at all, they would still be mine. My eyes watered a bit, and Odus noticed and looked down quickly.

"You aren't in pain, are you?" He asked softly.

I shook my head. "No, far from it. These... are happy tears, my love." I reached down to squeeze one of his paws, then let out a pleased breath, and then a soft, low moan that began building alongside my contraction. I had never experienced anything like this before; the simple pleasure of the cub's head on my cervix was good enough, but knowing I was bringing life into the world at the same time was nearly overwhelming.

"Remember, there's no rush," Odus murmured. He rubbed circles on my belly as my muscles tensed. "Tundra cubs come on their own pace. My own mother crowned me for an hour. The cubs will be safe, and so will you." He nuzzled my cheek with his own. "I've heard it feels good, and I want you to feel good. If there's anything more you need me to do to make you feel even better, I'll do it."

I exhaled slowly as the deliciously slow contraction crawled through my body. Wait to push, my body was telling me. Wait until it is at its strongest point. I kept my hands behind my thighs, making sure the camera and mirror could both still capture what was happening.

"Praise me," I barely whispered. I swallowed and leaned back, spreading my legs wide, pussy open for everyone to see.

He didn't need to be told twice. "Of course, my beautiful boy. My perfect boy, you've never been more beautiful to me than you are right now, laboring so well. Our cubs are so close." Odus's paws caressed the top of my belly. "They will be so amazing, simply coming from you. You're so strong, and so brave."

"Ah -- ah --" I didn't know what I was trying to say, but whatever it was, it died on my tongue as the urge, the desire, the absolute need to push consumed me.

I pushed for the first time.

"Oh!" I couldn't stop the little cry of pleasure from escaping me and nor did I want to. As I pushed, I kept my eyes on the reflection of my pussy in the mirror, hot, swollen flesh throbbing slightly. I felt the cub slowly push its muzzle down, down, down, into my birth canal and start to move past my cervix. Good deities I could feel everything, and that was unexpected. There were sensations coming from places I didn't even know I could feel. It was like the pleasure I felt when Odus put his cock in me for the first time, only magnified by a multiplier I couldn't place. I felt ready to orgasm again, ready to cum, but I wanted to wait. I wanted to feel this pleasure as much as I could.

"Yes, my darling, you're doing so well," Odus breathed. "Look at you, so round and full of life, ready to birth. How do you feel?"

I answered him with a throaty moan, watching as my belly contracted and I was able to see the slight outlines of my cubs inside of me. They wouldn't be there much longer, and then I'd have to nurse them for three months before I could experience this again. I wanted to savor this, there was so much I wanted to do. Luckily, I'd have about thirty minutes after each birth to do as I pleased, and then it would be back to... this. To pushing. To bearing life. I was pregnant with six cubs, it could take several days to push them all out.

And so I continued pushing, pushing, gently and easily like I was instructed to. My pussy needed to stretch, anyway, just to accommodate the huge head trying to emerge from between my legs. I watched, eyes wide with awe, as one of the cub outlines moved down further, and further, and further still. The other cubs seemed to be patient, waiting without squirming about as they usually did, waiting to be born. And then it happened.

My pussy began to bulge with what I could only assume was my cub's head, and I looked up at Odus for a split second. He looked just as amazed, just as awestruck, as I reached down to touch my bulging lips. I bit my lip a little, then carefully inserted a finger to see how very close my cub was. I felt something smooth, filmy, and slimy about half an inch inside, my pussy lips only just holding it back. Dragon babies usually arrived muzzle first, even if born in the sac, to make sure they could breathe should the sac be broken in the process, so I knew what I was likely feeling was my cub's muzzle.

I watched as I touched myself, then carefully withdrew my finger. "The cub..." I whispered, sitting up a little more, hooking my hand back behind my thigh to keep my legs spread. "The cub... the cub is so close..."

"I see how you're bulging," Odus breathed. I could feel the head of his cock, slick with pre-come, on my back. I rubbed against him, just a bit, to give him some relief as he gasped but kept talking. "I -- I see our child, making their way through you. Our child is about to come out of you."

"I'm -- I'm doing it," I whimpered with pleasure as I pushed once more, toes curling. My skin stretched more. "I'm -- I'm birthing. I'm pushing out a cub -- ah! Ah!" I had been so engrossed with watching my own body, feeling all of the sensations at the time, I had barely noticed how close I had been this whole time to orgasm. My body spasmed with pleasure, tunnels squeezing around the obstructing cub inside of me. I rocked helplessly, unable to control what my body was doing. Even so, my body was still gentle to the soon-to-be-born cub, its little head continuing its path out. Just when I thought it was over, another contraction came, bringing with it a second, more powerful orgasm, but I kept my eyes on the mirror as I squirted, fluids spraying and dripping from me onto the soft bottom of the nest.

Now, my pussy was forming a familiar teardrop shape, and I caught a short glimpse of the amniotic sac before it retreated into me as my orgasm, and thus my push, ended. Odus had continued speaking to me, keeping his voice low and gentle as he cooed into my ear about how good I looked. How good I was doing. I watched as my pussy almost appeared to open and bloom like a mature flower, something I never expected to happen. Gently, my flesh yielded to the top of the amniotic sac, dark with waters. It felt almost like I was pushing out a slimy round thing, but as I looked into the mirror I could see a little muzzle in there, behind the protective sac. Definitive proof that I was, in fact, about to birth a Tundra cub.

"Oh -- oh Odus -- I'm pushing out your cub!" I moaned, watching as the head teased my entrance. My clit was throbbing, erect, and though I wanted to touch it, I also wanted to remember these moments. This was my first birth, and I knew if I started touching my clit, I could very well cum my baby out without even remembering until minutes later. Even so, just the birth brought with it enough stimulation. There was already a slight bit of pressure behind my clit from the Tundra cub's horns, and I watched as more fluid trickled out of me. I couldn't stop watching. It was possibly the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. My own body, bearing life. Bearing a child.

"You are," Odus breathed, still rubbing my contracting belly with tenderness and love. "You are, dear sweet Will. And you look so very good doing it. You're such a good boy, pushing out our babies. Being gentle, taking it so slow."

"Oh -- oooooohhhhh, Odus, oh my -- the head --" My sentence scrambled inside of my skull as I gently squeezed the cub out a little more, the slippery, slimy sac making the birth a little easier. I began to rock my hips, desperate for a bit of friction as the cub's head poked me open wide. From where I was sitting, it looked and felt incredible. My whole body was focused on the singular task of bringing my cubs into the world. Slowly, slowly, the head began to emerge, the muzzle having cleared the way for the forehead and horns. It had to have been at least thirty minutes of crowning, the head half-out while I gasped in breath and leaked juices onto the floor.

"Our firstborn. That... that's our firstborn," Odus murmured, one paw reaching down tentatively. "I... should we...?"

I answered by guiding my hands down towards my pussy, cupping the slimy sac and head just behind it, cushioned by water, rubbing softly with my thumb. Odus reached down as well, and it was almost too much for me to take in. The two of us, so close to being parents, holding the head of our child as they entered the world. My belly and chest heaved as I breathed, so very close to the peak of orgasm. I knew that squirting and gushing wasn't uncommon with human births, but there seemed to be much more liquid in the case of dragon ones.

Finally, the rest of the head slid forward and out of me, and I could finally see my child's entire head. For a moment, Odus and I simply supported it, and I was unable to do anything for a little while except stare. And then, natural instinct and my body's urges took over once more as the cub began to rotate, shoulders aligning. They were only going to stretch me wider, and would likely come more slowly than the head thanks to how broad this one felt. According to others, it was nothing compared to Guardians, and I bit my lip as I briefly wondered how birthing a Guardian would feel. I would come to find out in time. For now...

I pushed, just as gentle and slow and languid as Odus's thrusts had been when he'd impregnated me. What I hadn't expected, though, was the pressure on my clit to increase, slowly, slowly, and then it dragged across the baby's shoulder and my jaw dropped, eyes widened as I watched myself cum and squirt and cum again in the mirror, fluid spraying almost obscenely out of me. I carefully placed my other hand under the shoulder that was appearing, as they slowly stretched me wider, wider, and wider still. It was, by far, the messiest and most powerful orgasm I had ever experienced. I loved it.

Odus's paw was larger than my hand, and he cupped the emerging baby's head and shoulder in a single paw. "Will -- because the baby is still in the sac, when the shoulders come out, the rest of the body will come quickly. You'll need to -- to push very gently. In fact, if you can, let your body do the pushing. It'll keep the baby from emerging too quickly."

I nodded in acknowledgement, my hands trembling as they supported my baby. "I -- oh. Oh, my baby. Oh, oh, oh, my baby." I wanted to say something else, but those were the only words I could say, repeating them like a desperate prayer as I watched in the mirror, watched as my muscles contracted to slowly and carefully squeeze my baby out of me. I felt absolute calm wash over me as I stared, unable to stop the process that was happening before me, the process my body was destined to complete.

Finally, the shoulders that had stretched me for nearly an hour after the head had emerged and dropped forward. I gave a few guttural grunts as my body pushed on its own, as Odus said it would, little pushes that really only served to speed up the inevitable. There was a somewhat obscene squelching noise as my walls contracted around the baby once more, then I sighed softly with bliss as the baby fully emerged, slipping into my and Odus's hands easily. Birthing fluids gushed from me just behind the baby, and carefully, Odus guided my hands so that I could hold them between my legs.

I had done it. I had finally become a father.

True to his word, Odus allowed me to lift the baby towards me before carefully popping the sac to free them. The fluids soaked my hands and the bottom of the nest, but that was entirely unimportant as I cleaned my child's face, grabbing the suction I had placed beside me earlier to get the fluid and mucus from the cub's mouth and nose so they could breathe. He carefully peeled the sac away from the baby's body and then nestled them on my chest, right after checking their sex.

"A little girl," Odus said. The cub blinked open wide, yellow eyes -- she had been born in Light territory, after all -- and stared up at us. Her fur was nearly white, like her father's, but her wings were slightly darker. She curled and uncurled her little toes, looking at both of us with what I only thought was curiosity. She didn't cry, only crooned softly as I tucked my hand behind her head and held her close, rocking back and forth gently. It was hard to believe she was my baby, but the umbilical cord connecting her to me proved that she was. "A little girl, Will."

"Oh..." I breathed softly, guiding her head towards my breast. She had already started to sniff, to use that sensitive Tundra nose to find her first meal. She latched on quickly, hungrily, suckling with a soft little mouth. I gasped as my milk came down once more, then flowed easily into her hungry mouth. I had never expected to be like this, presenting myself to the Clan as I gave birth, and then nursing my newborn with the father at my side. For a moment, Odus and I lay in something similar to post-coital bliss, before he carefully tied and cut our daughter's cord. I continued to feed her, as she seemed ravenous, and yet... I didn't feel tired. There were still five more inside of me who needed to come out, after all.

I was going to birth again soon, but for now, Odus and I simply enjoyed the smallest addition to the Clan.