Tobias whimpered and gasped, taking a moment to breathe before pushing again. He pushed as hard as he could, giving a sudden sharp cry as he tore and the head slid free. "F-fuck..." He gasped, feeling the new wound burn and sting.
Ben reaches to support the head, the shoulders beginning to slide out soon after.
Tobias choked back sobs of pain as the first pup slid free, opening his eyes to see Ben holding it. The newborn looked like an oversized puppy with a rounder head, squirming and whining in Ben's arms. Tobias wasn't sure what to say, but didn't get to when another contraction reminded him he still had three more to go.
Ben grabs a towel before he begins to clean the pup off. After getting it cleaned he holds it against his chest before looking at Tobias.