Rolling out my shoulders and yawning - not bothering to quiet it either since I had long since noticed any and all yawns ’infected’ my pups - I looked around the soft, cushy and sunlit room with a lazy smile, taking it all in yet again.
A week had gone by since I had given birth, and in that ti all five of my pups had begun to slowly fill out thanks to their bottomless appetites; Camilla and Samara remained the biggest, and it was sothing that made wonder if it was tied to them being futanari or..?
Though that didn’t entirely track since Zariah was also a futanari, and she was barely larger than Astra, who was by far the smallest of the five pups; their sizes pretty much corelated in order of who had been born first, which was still amusing even now.
Three of my pups were futanari, one of them was ’blessed’ with the ability to naturally notice and utilize Lust Mana, and the other girl was trying her damnedest to overpower her two oldest sisters, both of whom were able to rather easily push her down.
Nicoletta was a little firecracker that was always baring her prickly little fangs at her four siblings no matter what, and the only one who seed to really take those challenges seriously was Camilla, who was determined to remain at the top.
The only person that Nicoletta didn’t bare her fangs at was , because every single ti I lifted her up she lted into my arms and rubbed her cheek against as much as possible, so I never really managed to stay mad at her for trying to gnaw on Camilla’s leg or when she slapped Samara.
She even tried many tis to bite Anput whenever she was lifted into her arms, and never did she fail at making laugh since she imdiately turned all innocent and cute in my arms when I took her away from her Mom.
On the flip side Samara certainly preferred Anput over , and the fact that Anput was beginning to lactate as well just ant that the second oldest pup didn’t need to worry about my feelings at all since she could just go to Mom for sustenance anyways.
She didn’t hate nor did she do anything to really suggest she wasn’t fond of , but when she was presented with the option to go to Anput or go to she always made her way to my mate, without fail and definitely without hesitation.
The rest were evenly split for the most part, happy to go to whover was closer or whover seed more fun at the mont, which right now was Anput since I was yawning and lounging on the pillow chair that Jahi had acquired recently.
Everything in the room was soft, rounded and fluffy, perfectly ’safe’ for children so long as they didn’t have a sudden urge to start gnawing on things with their extrely sharp little fangs that were apparently there to provide just a modicum of protection if they needed it.
Anyways, another day was slipping by with doing nothing but lazing about in this soft and comfortable room, watching over my five babies with a smile and loving how all of them continued to just enjoy everything that they had.
Camilla was grappling with Nicoletta nearby, the two snarling at one another as they fought over... sothing - what I wasn’t sure, but it must have been ’important’ enough to wager this battle of theirs - while Astra laid flat on her tummy and dozed in the patch of sunlight that stread through the windows.
Samara was resting on Anput’s knee as she watched Camilla and Nicoletta with intrigue, which left the shy, quiet little futanari pup - Zariah - sitting in the middle of everything, the fighting of her older siblings scaring her into stillness.
Seeing that, I rolled off of the pillow and gave my terrified little pup a smile, patting the ground in front of softly and watching as she made a mad scramble over to ; when she was in the safety of my arms she managed to quell her shaking, but the mont that she let out a low whine both of the snarling pups whipped their heads over to us.
Nicoletta in particular seed pissed that Zariah was in my arms while she was out here fighting, while Camilla was just irritated that her sparring partner was distracted, so the two seed to co to an agreent that had them rushing towards as fast as they could.
"Camilla, Nicoletta... be nice..."
My tired voice made the two stop, though Camilla still growled at Nicoletta before she grabbed at my dress and gestured at my breast, her hunger overtaking her ’anger’ for the ti being; anwhile Nicoletta was glowering at the shivering Zariah, causing to sigh again before I gently kissed Zariah’s brow.
That almost made Nicoletta snap, but when I tugged my dress aside and laid on my back she just crawled on top of and began to nuzzle my cheek with her own, making giggle at how much of a puppy she really seed to be.
The other two let their hunger take over, so with another sigh I just laid there beneath the sun, wondering how my ancestors long ago had managed this without being in an uber rich family... though the answer likely resided in what happened a mont later.
Mother popped on in and imdiately let out a cooing noise that caused Camilla and Astra to perk up, the two racing over to their Grandmother and ’tackling’ her ankles as she carefully made her way inside.
Samara just glanced at her before returning to the various pokes that Anput was hitting her with while Nicoletta and Zariah remained with ; the mont Mother arrived she lounged on the pillow chair I had been in before and showered Camilla and Astra in love.
"Aren’t they all adorable~?"
I smiled and nodded while Anput snickered before saying "A week in and they’re already little fluffballs~! What’s not to love~?", which I also agreed with since I found their fluffy ears and tails quite adorable on top of them being nice little mixtures of my mate and I.
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