The days following that freak horde were a bit heavier than normal, what with the populace being rather worried as they constantly stole glances at the walls wondering if another gigantic batch of monsters were going to co around and kill even more of their friends.
To a population that was around 300 or so strong, losing two dozen people in one day was definitely noticeable, and it was a very clear reminder that this city was being built on a ’frontier’ with little direct support around us, so everything was... touch and go.
Because of this we put great emphasis in revamping the defenses of the city as soon as we possibly could, and the taller towers that were being erected every so often overlooked large swathes of the plains around us, providing ample protection.
The construction of the ballista was sowhat difficult since we needed to enchant the wood we used to be far more durable and flexible than normal, whilst the sinews of so of the monsters we had killed worked wonderfully as the bowstrings.
Getting those pulleys and levers working smoothly also took a little bit of tinkering, and then ca the rather slow process of outfitting all of the towers with not only these giant defensive weapons, but also stocking them with a sizable amount of ammunition.
The few blacksmiths we had were already stretched thin doing all kinds of work, so having one of them churn out giant arrowheads for the ballista bolts seed like a waste, though it obviously wasn’t.
I had to stop Anput from attempting to lighten the workload more than a few tis, just as my wives had to stop from attempting to enchant a few things here or there since I could help too; being so utterly sidelined from helping sucked, but there was nothing I could do...
Especially not when my belly continued to grow larger with every passing day, defying everything I knew about - or at least what I thought I knew about - pregnancies as all of the pups gradually began to occupy my womb, turning it from an empty house into a overly populated ho.
Most of my clothing no longer wanted to fit , and having multiple loose dresses - honestly they were practically bedsheets that I tossed over myself - seed to be the answer to pretty much everything, though I also had to have new bras made to support the other part of that was growing.
Back pain was a regular occurrence now, be it from when I woke up and found it almost impossible to sit up or when I was just walking around supporting the three weights that were latched onto the front of my body.
Going from being so maneuverable and limber to being a waddling bundle of loose clothing was honestly... it embarrassed a little bit, though I had little room for embarrassnt when I was feeling irritated most of the ti.
Irritated with myself, with others, with the progress of the city, with the budget we were working with... there was just so much to be irritated with nowadays, and yet even as I snapped at everyone or ignored those that were just pushing it a bit too far - to , anyways - almost everyone seed to just laugh it off...
Which - to nobody’s surprise - was another thing that began to piss off since I knew I was being a rude, cranky woman to literally everyone at everything, yet no one seed to mind whatsoever.
The only tis where I wasn’t feeling cranky were either when I was having sex - which only began to get softer as my three wives treated like porcelain instead of a cock hungry slut that was yearning for a beating - or when I was cooking, and that was simply because my appetite had multiplied tenfold.
Sticking to the diets was almost impossible anyways so I just cooked whatever I was wanting nowadays, which revolved around giant slabs of perfectly grilled steaks drizzled with a rich butter sauce, overflowing bowls of creamy pasta that was also rather rich, and fluffy loaves of bread to mop everything up with...
Sotis it changed from beef - or beef adjacent ats - over to poultry, where I then began to experint with frying food or different kinds of grilling, usually relying on lemon juice or an abundance of spice for flavor instead of butter.
My hunger was growing alongside my belly, and I made Jahi promise that the mont these pups were out and it was safe for to do so she was going to get the biggest bottle of sweet, smooth and fruity red wine she could find so that I could get absolutely smashed after devouring a few steaks again...
The days were beginning to blur and with the influx of things demanding our attention we had little ti to experint in most of the places of our lives, so for I focused on cooking new things and dabbling here or there in baking, while the others all seed to bask in doing nothing or finding small things to occupy their ti.
Because of this Jahi and I didn’t have the ’ti’ to attempt to roleplay just yet, though the promise was there and the Demoness was always smirking at whenever I brought it up as she made it clear she had a ’story’ she wanted to weave for our first night doing so.
As such there was little for us to do besides just enjoy the fleeting monts of ’freedom’ whenever we had them and get as much work done as we could, which was going smoothly thanks to the Dungeon being seemingly dormant for the ti being.
The various adventurers that we sent to investigate reported little monster presence within, so to take advantage of that fact we organized large groups of them to go harvest whatever tals and gems they could with an agreed upon split between us and them, as well as an offer to purchase their share from them for a fair price.
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