The cervix opens up before him moments before a powerful contraction pushes his head and shoulders through the tight opening. Several seconds later, another one pushes him further ,up to his waist. The man grimaces not expecting the mare to be able to press so hard against him.  Unable to move his arms they are pinned to his sides as he is birthed. After his initial rapid expulsion from the warm womb. His progress slows to a crawl. Slow strong contractions move him inch by inch. The soft, moist, walls massage his body soaking him from head to toe.<br/><br/>He can hear the mare grunting as she pushes harder. An explosive contraction rushes him forward. He can see a speck of light ahead just inches away. Right before he reaches it the light blinks out replaced with the fillies much smaller vulva lips..<br/><br/>"This is going to be difficult..." He mumbles to himself<br/><br/>A moment later his head is pushed from his first mother with a wet pop. His shoulders spread her rump wide as his head plunges into the filly, connecting the two together. His head spreads her vulva wider then it ever has been. The sound of wet flesh smacking together fills his ears becoming all he can hear for a moment.