Chapter 46: Birthing Amidst Distractions

[Now the lack of time was really trying to get to me as I bounced from one theme to another rapidly; that which time evolves and what I was focused on was my wife and giving birth]

[But the confusion wasn’t going to let up easily; I was going to have to learn to concentrate like never before training my day dreaming tendencies into submission although the dreaming was in essence timeless]

[Distractions: Lilly was loving using me to distract the haying crew just because she was a gremlin by nature but it wasn’t making me understand any of the concepts of timelessness although I loved what she was doing]

[Lilly and the second night at the dairy in the bunk house; this was my naive spirit being quickly introduced to sex with only two fingers up my anus and it didn’t hurt]

[And the past kept jamming itself in my way including up my butt again for the entertainment of the haying crew]

[You get the point I’m sure if you can use your imagination and put yourself in my place surprising the salt lick delivery guy with my attributes which he oddly seemed to accept as my being just livestock]

I was trying to do inventory of recent life realizing I was living among time bound creatures, lovers, really good friends and I had my same mind, the one distracted so easily. This task seemed insurmountable, really! I wondered what gods before me had done to bring thinking, awareness to the highest level of consciousness.

And yet Siza told me I was unique, a human cast in a new role not played by any human before. Again, just as I was earthly unique at the dairy as livestock fucking supernatural deities, now I was yet another version of human, still livestock and attempting to fill the demands put on me acting as a god.

But I was spending most of my time simply fucking humans and goddesses, even at one time accepting being routinely fucked in the anus by mentally challenged men as well. I sincerely hoped I wasn’t going to lose my mind. I needed a teacher, a mentor, and I needed it badly because fear was still looming around every corner. And Siza told me I wouldn’t have fear as a god.

[U-huh, maybe a great human yet to be met but she seemed nice; I just don’t recall if she wanted to fuck me but I was always amiable, ready, my duty as livestock in service on demand]

[And I had some great friends from the past like Lois who I came to trust]

[And of course there’s Fern, my great goddess mentor, who took no bull shit off of me demanding I learn and “do it quickly; quit day dreaming or get off me if you’re just going to let it soak”]

[She always made herself available to me, long sessions behind the barn teaching me things so erotic and strange, deep penis massaged in her magical vagina; yes I loved to just let it soak”]

[And there was Lois, my groomer, the gal who learned how to make a two legged livestock breeder sire like me look great for the county fair competition which I won; she became my lover and put herself through a tremendous life experience learning to love putting my giant penis, well, to have loads of sex with me; she was the one who used to slide a long swab stick down my erection with a stimulant on it and, well, I digress from the story so simply imagine yourself in my place]

[As noted in the third image above, Lois giving me a pep talk holding her swab stick, always, ready at the county fair ... and]

[ ... no, it was not easy to fuck me at first and she became a trooper with experience volunteering to do me in front of record setting crowds!]

Sweet lady Lois. She could be my mentor and I hadn’t seen her in years. I used, or tried to use, my god powers to be able to see her through the ethers of time. I concentrated so hard while I held my penis firmly hoping for inspiration and I received a shock. She wasn’t the Lois I remembered now with seven kids of her own and living in eastern Canada with a rather grizzly fellow. And I shut that effort off immediately letting go of my erection now deflating at record speed. “Wow.” That was something. I really had no business intruding into her life like that. I hoped she wasn’t aware.

My goal was to get home to my wife, she was expecting as mentioned in Chapter 51

I’d been picked up while hitch hiking out of town. I’m not sure why she stopped for me, hitting the brakes pretty hard, but upon asking she said I looked familiar. I certainly recognized her and hadn’t seen her since the county fair competition years before. “I’m Tom and you may remember me from school, “all twelve grades actually.” She looked me over and shrugged her shoulders.

I got an urge to tease her a little bit. “Do you normally pick up naked guys hitch hiking?” She paused while looking me over again and said, “The opportunity doesn’t come up often. But there is something familiar and I can’t put my finger on it. “Do you remember the county fair years ago when a dairy sire with just two legs won the competition?” She lit up in recognition. “That’s you isn’t it? You are that guy? You had sex with so many women on stage.” “That’s right,” I said. “Huh? Well, what have you been doing with yourself since then?” “Do you like the truth?” “Uhm, that’s an odd way of putting it but yes, sure. Truth is, the truth is best.” “Well,” I took a long breath. “I’ve been married working as a self employed mechanical contractor for a few years and more recently I’ve been reunited with my old status and the dairy livestock I once was. Mother Nature has made me a god, first human to achieve that status, and now I’m in training to assume my god role. She studied me for a moment, smiled real big and said, “R-e-a-l-l-y?”