Delivery 14

Final story in the pregnancy theme, and an interesting road it has been. If anyone has other themes I can explore with our trio, please reach out directly. Thanks for reading!

As week 39 wrapped up and week 40 started, Heather was enjoying the potential last days of her pregnancy, all the movement of the baby girl, and the feeling that she would soon get to meet the new life she had grown. Despite the discomfort of the last month or so, she realized she had truly enjoyed the experience and wanted to have a baby of her own one day.

One thing that hadn't changed was her constipation. She was often pooping only once every 5-6 days now, and was often bloated, plugged up, and sometimes found herself at work, home, or wherever she went suddenly feeling her bowels kick into overdrive before she had to speed waddle to a bathroom to unload a massive and desperate shit. Heather still liked waiting until her body couldn't wait anymore, and she had some huge accidents in her pregnancy panties. She always tried to be around Lauren and Kelsie when that happened, but once or twice it happened elsewhere, namely work, and once right as the young couple was getting up to leave the house. Heather had followed them out of the living room, feeling her shit coming out, and had stopped walking in desperation nearly at the door, and the couple turned around noticing she'd stopped and asking if she was okay. Heather had been immobilized on the spot as her body was being totally controlled by her desperately overwhelmed bowels. As the young couple watched, a 6-day load slowly bulged out Heather's maternity pants, embarrassing her greatly, then, of course, she'd pissed herself too as she was waiting to pee until after the couple left. The wife put a sympathetic hand on her shoulder and said to Heather, "I bet you won't miss this part." Heather looked sheepishly at her, but grateful that she seemed to understand.

With maybe a week left in her pregnancy, Heather realized she might only poop one more time before she had this baby, she just wasn't sure when that would be. Little did she know she was due to experience the one thing every pregnant lady hoped they never would, and instead of being deeply embarrassed, she would find out she absolutely loved it.

She had last pooped a giant 5-day load on Friday with Kelsie helping her ease it out, so she didn't hurt herself. She had enjoyed the weekend with good food, great company, and the young couple had come over to discuss the birthing plan. Heather very politely asked if it could just be all her favorite women in the delivery room, and thankfully the husband had taken it like a complete gentleman, saying he would wait right outside for word that he could come in to see his daughter only when Heather was comfortable with it. They all thanked him for being so kind and understanding.

At the tail end of the weekend, as Heather was about to go to bed, she felt a mild cramp, and knowing it wasn't a poo cramp, she immediately recognized it for what it was: she had started having Braxton Hicks contractions. These had started much later than expected but seemed to Heather a sure sign she was due to go into labor in the coming days.

Heather woke up on Monday, and was still feeling occasional cramping, but as was common it didn't last long. She informed Lauren and Kelsie first thing in the morning so they knew labor was imminent. They both started working overtime to make sure Heather was taken care of in every way, even though that was their entire philosophy from the beginning of the pregnancy anyway. Heather also calmly informed the young couple, just so they knew to prepare for a brief hospital stay.

She started packing her hospital bag, and called her boss once she was at work, and he offered to cover her the rest of the day if needed, which Heather was happy to accept from him, as she'd been pretty firm on not taking advantage from the beginning. He told her that her leave started that day, and to take care of herself. She returned home and continued getting herself prepared for labor and delivery. It was daunting in a way, but also made Heather smile. The little girl she'd grown in her womb was very healthy, super active, and as evidenced by some accidents caused by baby kicks to the bladder, quite strong. She felt very good about her body and how strong she was and was looking forward to seeing how well she'd do in labor, as she'd been practicing her breathing, keeping her body in shape, and remembered all the little things they taught in birthing classes. She was as ready as she'd ever be and looked forward to the delivery.

On Wednesday, as the false labor had continued, it became more frequent. She checked with her doctor, and she gave indications labor could start any day. It was then it occurred to Heather she hadn't pooped in 5 days. What if she couldn't poop before labor started? Would she be given a laxative? She would hate that. Shitting her brains out in the midst of labor? No, she'd just have to hope she could poop before labor started. As she was thinking this, she was standing in the kitchen, and she suddenly started pissing her pants. But she had just peed less than 10 minutes ago, so why was she...? It wasn't pee, her water had just broken. She called to inform Lauren and Kelsie as well as the young couple and her doctor. This was it, Heather knew, it was real now.

It wasn't long before the false labor contractions started changing to more prolonged contractions as her body started really gearing up to give birth to her little girl. They were far apart, but that would change soon enough, she knew. She just had to stay comfortable and take care of herself until Lauren and Kelsie got home, then plan her ride to the hospital at the appropriate time.

That afternoon, Lauren and Kelsie did return to find Heather relaxing on the couch, breathing through a contraction, but looking reasonably comfortable. When they asked her how she was doing, Heather said, "It's going well. Contractions are... mmmh... longer, but they're still an hour apart. I also haven't pooped in days. I just hope labor helps me poop before I'm ready to deliver this kid, or it could get messy."

Kelsie asked, "Isn't labor supposed to feel like you have to poop anyway?"

"Yes," Heather said, "it is, and it does. But so far it hasn't been enough to make anything move."

As the evening continued, the contractions closed inside an hour, so she planned to wake Lauren if that frequency dipped below half an hour between contractions. Lauren and Kelsie were ready to wake up if needed but went to bed just a little early to make sure they were as well-rested as they could be. The young couple had been notified, and they said they'd come to the hospital as soon as they knew the trio had left their house.

Heather was awakened a few times later into her sleep cycle by stronger contractions than normal, but when she timed them, the interval was still more than half an hour, and she was able to drift back to sleep.

When she finally woke up at about 6, Heather felt like her contractions were slightly stronger, longer in duration, and the interval had decreased to just under half an hour, but she didn't want to panic the other two, so she let them sleep just a little longer as she made a quick breakfast for all of them and breathed comfortably through all the contractions. She was mildly concerned as she still hadn't felt anything moving in her bowels, though her contractions did make it feel like there was pressure there. She hoped she could poop naturally before they left for the hospital, otherwise it might be an interesting delivery.

Lauren and Kelsie woke up to the smell of breakfast and came into the kitchen a few minutes later and were quick to ask Heather if everything was going well. Heather said she was just below half an hour interval, with contractions lasting past 30 seconds, but assured them both it was nothing to worry about. Lauren asked if they should start getting ready to leave, and Heather said she really thought there wasn't much of a rush.

They all relaxed for about another hour, at which point Heather suddenly had a contraction that was much stronger than all the rest, lasting just about a minute, but she wanted to wait and see if the routine had changed or if this was isolated. In the meantime, the contraction had been strong enough that she really needed to pee badly and waddled to the bathroom to empty her bladder. She got to the toilet just in time to leak in her panties before she slowly lowered her large pregnant ass to the seat and sprayed a hard stream for several seconds before it came to a stop.

As Heather was thinking about that last harder contraction and whether things had changed, she felt another contraction starting, more intense than the last. She checked her watch, and it had been just under ten minutes since her last one. This was happening too quickly now. She had to breathe through the contraction more than before, and it suddenly occurred to her that her labor might not last as long as she thought it would. After it ended, she immediately notified Lauren and Kelsie, who started scrambling to get ready, showering quickly and putting bags in the car, realizing this might be over far sooner than anyone knew.

Heather showered right after her next hard contraction, which Kelsie held her hand through. The timing was below 10 minutes, edging toward 5 minutes between contractions now, and all three women were almost in a panic with how quickly Heather's labor was progressing. They quickly got dressed, made sure Heather had everything she needed for an overnight stay, and started making their way to the car. It was then that Kelsie had a realization which she shared with Lauren. "Have you had a chance to use the bathroom this morning?"

"No," Lauren said, "have you?"

"Nope. I have to poop pretty badly, and my bladder is pretty full."

"Same here. No time, we'll have to see if we can find an opportunity once we get to the hospital."

"Didn't plan on holding today," Kelsie said, "but, well... here we are."

"Yes," Lauren said with a smile, "here we are."

They knew they'd have to try to ignore their needs for the time being and get Heather to the hospital safely so she could give birth. Their full bladders and bowels would need to wait until there was time. After all, Lauren and Kelsie were Heather's birthing partners and were going to support Heather no matter what.

As they started driving, Heather gave Kelsie the number for the young wife, Brianna, and told her to text her that they had left, and call if she didn't answer the text. Kelsie did that, and Brianna answered the text right away. Kelsie informed her that Heather's labor was moving more quickly than expected, and to make her way to the hospital as quickly as possible. Then Kelsie thought ahead and called the doctor to inform her of everyone showing up, and that Heather's labor seemed to be progressing rapidly. She was going to be ready to take Heather to a birthing suite right away and called the registration desk to expedite admittance for all of them.

The drive took about 30 minutes from their house, and Heather had six significant contractions in that time, Kelsie in the back seat with her stroking her cheek and holding her hand the whole way. Kelsie was feeling pretty desperate for a bathroom, but it would need to wait at least until Heather was in the room and settled in. For Heather's part, the contractions definitely made her feel like she needed to poop badly, but she still didn't feel anything moving. Though at this point, taking time to sit on a toilet was about the last thing she needed or wanted anyway. This massive poop would come out however it had to, whether she was on a toilet or not. She had a thought in between contractions while catching her breath for the next round, would she be forced to shit on the birthing table right in front of Lauren and Kelsie? That could be fun for them.

They arrived at the hospital a few minutes and one contraction later, and Heather was able to stand and walk with assistance into the main entrance with Kelsie while Lauren parked the car. They started registering, and Lauren quickly joined them a minute later. She was desperate for a toilet too, but she'd need to wait.

On registration, the doctor was there to meet them all and escort them to the birthing suite. The process of prepping Heather happened quickly, with her clothing removed, gown put on, she was asked to pee one last time, and they put in an IV and catheter in a matter of minutes. It seemed the doctor was worried Heather would be ready to push not too long from now. When inspected for dilation, Heather was already at 5 centimeters, easily closing on 6, and they quickly asked if she wanted an epidural, which Heather immediately refused. She knew she could handle a natural birth.

It was about this time that Brianna came rushing into the room, and Heather smiled, knowing the young woman would get to see her baby girl born. She came right to the bed, and gave Heather a hug and kiss, and said, "I'm so proud of you! You've got this!" Heather was moved to tears by all the love and support she felt in the room.

Heather's contractions were now frequent, no more than a couple minutes apart, easily lasting a minute or more, and she had to control her breathing as the discomfort increased. She suddenly had a realization that these contractions really did make her feel like she had to poop badly. However, she still didn't feel anything actually moving in her bowels.

After Heather was settled in and enduring her labor under good watch of the nursing staff, Kelsie realized she wouldn't be able to hold in her needs much longer. She whispered to Lauren, "I gotta go so badly! Can you stay here for a minute or two so I can go get some relief?"

"That's fine," Lauren said, "but please don't take too long, I'm close to having an accident!"

Kelsie slipped out of the room then and found a bathroom just in time to avoid a messy accident. It took her a few minutes to finish, then she washed up and returned to the room, where she found Lauren frantically dancing in place, and told her she should go now, and where to find the bathroom. It took Lauren a few minutes to get to the bathroom where she barely got on the toilet in time and got her desperately needed relief.

The next couple of hours were relatively boring but coming up to and through 12 hours of labor, it wouldn't be long before Heather would be fully dilated. Lauren and Kelsie kept taking turns holding Heather's hand through the contractions, and Brianna was frequently using a cool washcloth to dampen her forehead to allow Heather to stay cool and comfortable. After those couple of hours of constant labor, the shift nurse came in to check on Heather's progress. When she looked, Heather was over 8 centimeters dilated, and by the frequency and duration of her contractions as well as her obvious discomfort, it was likely that Heather would be ready to push this baby out within the next hour or two at the most. She informed Heather of her assessment and asked how she was feeling. Heather said she was feeling very ready, and while it was taxing, she was confident in her ability to deliver her baby with no problems. Internally, she continued to acknowledge that she still hadn't pooped, and likely wouldn't have an opportunity before she had to start pushing, as she was focusing all her energy on getting through her contractions.

Another hour went by, and Heather was checked again, measuring just over 9 centimeters, and knew she would be pushing soon. The contractions were lasting a while, were nearly constant, and they were taking a lot out of her. She also realized that something massive was moving into her rectum, but she wasn't allowed to push yet, so she had to hold it. In a quiet moment as Brianna left the room doing a significant pee dance, Heather motioned Lauren and Kelsie over. When they approached her side, she quietly said, "Something shifted, I have to shit so badly now. It's not time to push, so I feel like my only choice is to hold it. I'm not reaching the toilet in my condition."

Kelsie immediately said, "Do you think you can wait? I mean, once you start pushing, it's coming out no matter what you do, but can you wait that long?"

"It really depends," Heather said, "on how soon I reach full dilation. If it happens soon I should, but if not, it might start coming out before then."

Lauren replied with, "But wouldn't you need to push it out either way?"

"Possibly," Heather said, "but I guess time will tell. I think I'll be pushing something out of both holes at the same time."

Kelsie giggled at that, then had to quickly stifle it as Brianna walked back into the room. The three exchanged a look that only they could interpret. Heather was going to be birthing two babies on this bed, and it was going to be arousing for them all.

Heather continued progressing quickly, and as she was, Kelsie and Lauren both felt their bladders getting full again. They both silently acknowledged that they'd need to keep holding so they could take care of Heather and help her finish her ordeal, as it would likely be over soon. As both were thinking about their bladders, Heather's steady and pulsating breathing changed to grunts, and they both looked at her, as did Brianna. "I have an overwhelming need to push right now, I need someone here!" Kelsie quickly pushed the call button and about a minute later the nurse was in the room.

She checked Heather, who was fully dilated, and she said she'd get the doctor right away. She didn't mention anything about the turtlehead poking out of Heather's anus, but Heather was certainly feeling it. The doctor came in a moment later, took one peek below the sheet at Heather and said, "Have you needed to defecate this whole time??"

"No," Heather said, "honestly, I've been constipated for 6 days, but only started feeling it... NNNNGH... about half an hour ago."

"A little late to do anything about it now. We'll deal with it one step at a time." She then checked Heather, found she was fully dilated, and was ready to push. She quickly motioned for the other women to find good spots to help and told Heather, "Okay my dear, it's time, I need you to take some deep breaths and bear down for me, I'll count you down." Heather nodded her agreement, took a couple cleansing breaths with Lauren and Kelsie holding a hand each, and started pushing. The first push was effective, and the baby immediately began making her way out, as did her massive bowel movement. It was a strange group of sensations, her baby coming out of her gaping vagina, and her rock-hard turd splitting her anus open. Part of it was painful, and part pleasurable, finally getting relief of her aching bowels.

Another round of breathing, another big push, and the baby's head was most of the way out, and her shit almost a foot out. Heather was making quick work of pushing and taking it extremely well, the other women thought. At the same time, Lauren and Kelsie were also feeling their very full bladders begging for relief, knowing they'd need to wait.

More controlled breathing, and another round of pushing. The baby's shoulders were out, and Heather was in serious pain with how wide she was being stretched, and her turd felt wider than her asshole could handle. The doctor hadn't made any moves to clean her up, nor had the nurse.

More breathing, more pushing, and the baby was nearly free. Her turd moved out a few inches more but seemed to be stuck. The doctor ordered her to take a very deep breath, and give her one more massive push, and Heather did so, taking the deepest breath she could muster, then pushing for all she was worth. The baby came out the rest of the way and doctor and nurse eased her out of the birth canal, clamped the umbilical cord, and made sure she was breathing and crying, as the rest of Heather's massive shit coiled in a huge pile on the bed as Lauren, Kelsie and Brianna watched dumbfounded. Then the doctor offered the baby to Heather for skin-to-skin contact which she gladly accepted, followed by Brianna, then Lauren and Kelsie, both nearly wetting themselves now. They did their best to maintain their composure while holding the baby, then handed her back to Brianna before doing pee dances to keep from exploding.