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‘Amenii!’ Nera called down the hall, who, up until now had been cleaning out from under the bed, locating several old boxes of assorted junk that seemed to migrate there for one reason or another. Yet, this particular search had yielded something unexpected. ‘Amenii, you’ll never guess what I found!’
‘So help me if it is one of your freaky sext toys.’ Amenii’s voice came back from the kitchen, as she finished setting out plates on the table. ‘Or one of those magazines of yours.’

Glad that the twins were not home to hear any of this, Nera grinned.

‘No, it’s far better than that.’ Holding up the envelope and sliding the contents out onto the carpeted floor. ‘I found some old photos of your pregnancy.’

‘Which one?’ Amenii’s voice carried an edge to it, almost grudging it seemed.

Not that Nera could fault her, Amenii having had three major deliveries now, none of them with mammal of her own species, had become a bit touchy when the subject of pregnancies came up. Who would have thought that less than a year ago, that same little bunny was so eager to feel life swell within her, that she had taken a bit of a rash action and impregnated herself with a hyena donor. And, before that there was the incident with the Xeno hive, the little blighters still making the rounds still came to visit from time to time. And, before that there was…

‘Which one?’ Amenii came into the room, wiping her hands on a large towel and giving Nera a suspicious look.

‘The one where you inflated like a beach ball.’ Grinning Nera passed the photo over revealing Amenii’s nude form sitting on a hospital bed, an X-ray of her belly hanging behind her. ‘A really, really, over inflated beach ball.’

‘Ha. Ha.’ Amenii peered at the photo.

‘And because I don’t see anything squiggling inside you, I think we can rule out that this was probably not –‘

‘I do not, need to be reminded of that!’ Snapping, Amenii shot a dark glance at Nera over the photo. ‘This was the twins.’

‘Ah, such good times.’ Grinning, Nera took the photo back. ‘And look, your actually smiling in this one.’

That, Amenii could not deny, the tiny face squished between enormous breasts, though thin and clearly under a great deal of strain, was in fact smiling. Green eyes lit up while the smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. It felt like a life time ago. Now three pregnancies later, Amenii had no intention of becoming pregnant a fourth time, or any time after for that matter. The last one had been the limit, and despite the rush of hormones telling her how exhilarating the experience was, she knew it had also been a mistake.

Not to bring the twins into being, no, their fluffy little faces were a joy to behold, no, instead it was her body that felt like it had been stretched to breaking. To much, to far, and now all she wanted to do, was stop, rest, and try and give her insides a chance to recover.

‘You know.’ Nera broke into her thoughts, musing to herself. ‘I have heard that one of the marine bio institutes are looking for surrogate mothers for an orca pod. Should I mention your name?’

Punching Nera’s arm, almost hard enough to make it clear she did not find the thought amusing, not that she could do any real damage, Nera was just too big and too well built for her to have any effect. Instead, Amenii planted her hands on her hips, hips that still remained stubbornly slim, smaller than Judys, or any other decent rabbit for that matter. According to Amenii’s mother anyway. Puffing out her chest, Amenii waved a finger threateningly.

‘If I even hear a whisper from a marine bio lab about my past pregnancies, I – I – I…’

‘You’ll?’ Nera smiled encouragingly, her hyena nature coming to the front egging Amenii’s temper on.

‘I’ll – spike your coffee with fertility drugs!’ Amenii burst, hands returning to her hips.

‘You wouldn’t.’ Nera paled visibly.

‘Just watch me.’ Turning on her heal, Amenii made to leave, but massive paws closed around her, lifting her from the floor and catapulting her backwards into the circular bed she and Nera shared. ‘Hey!’

Struggling to her feet, Nera was upon her, green eyes flashing playfully.

‘Oh, no you don’t.’ Amenii protested, recognizing the Game On face leering down at her. ‘No no no no no…’

Half heartedly she back up, her back pressing against the circular wooden railing.

‘There- There’s no time for this- uh, the -t-twins!’

‘Won’t be home for another hour.’ Nera purred, muscles tensing at the sight of her prey before her, and pounced.

…

Approximately an hour later, Amenii staggered out of the bedroom, her legs wobbling with every step.

‘H-Hyenas.’ She protested, using the wall for support. ‘I just had to fall for a hyena.’

Behind her, Nera’s supporting hands moved to take her weight.

‘You did.’ The larger mammal purred, bending down to plant a kiss on her brow. ‘And You love it.’

Amenii flushed, and not being able to argue the point, kept silent.

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‘Amenii!’ Nera called down the hall, who, up until now had been cleaning out from under the bed, locating several old boxes of assorted junk that seemed to migrate there for one reason or another. Yet, this particular search had yielded something unexpected. ‘Amenii, you’ll never guess what I found!’
‘So help me if it is one of your freaky sext toys.’ Amenii’s voice came back from the kitchen, as she finished setting out plates on the table. ‘Or one of those magazines of yours.’

Glad that the twins were not home to hear any of this, Nera grinned.

‘No, it’s far better than that.’ Holding up the envelope and sliding the contents out onto the carpeted floor. ‘I found some old photos of your pregnancy.’

‘Which one?’ Amenii’s voice carried an edge to it, almost grudging it seemed.

Not that Nera could fault her, Amenii having had three major deliveries now, none of them with mammal of her own species, had become a bit touchy when the subject of pregnancies came up. Who would have thought that less than a year ago, that same little bunny was so eager to feel life swell within her, that she had taken a bit of a rash action and impregnated herself with a hyena donor. And, before that there was the incident with the Xeno hive, the little blighters still making the rounds still came to visit from time to time. And, before that there was…

‘Which one?’ Amenii came into the room, wiping her hands on a large towel and giving Nera a suspicious look.

‘The one where you inflated like a beach ball.’ Grinning Nera passed the photo over revealing Amenii’s nude form sitting on a hospital bed, an X-ray of her belly hanging behind her. ‘A really, really, over inflated beach ball.’

‘Ha. Ha.’ Amenii peered at the photo.

‘And because I don’t see anything squiggling inside you, I think we can rule out that this was probably not –‘

‘I do not, need to be reminded of that!’ Snapping, Amenii shot a dark glance at Nera over the photo. ‘This was the twins.’

‘Ah, such good times.’ Grinning, Nera took the photo back. ‘And look, your actually smiling in this one.’

That, Amenii could not deny, the tiny face squished between enormous breasts, though thin and clearly under a great deal of strain, was in fact smiling. Green eyes lit up while the smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. It felt like a life time ago. Now three pregnancies later, Amenii had no intention of becoming pregnant a fourth time, or any time after for that matter. The last one had been the limit, and despite the rush of hormones telling her how exhilarating the experience was, she knew it had also been a mistake.

Not to bring the twins into being, no, their fluffy little faces were a joy to behold, no, instead it was her body that felt like it had been stretched to breaking. To much, to far, and now all she wanted to do, was stop, rest, and try and give her insides a chance to recover.

‘You know.’ Nera broke into her thoughts, musing to herself. ‘I have heard that one of the marine bio institutes are looking for surrogate mothers for an orca pod. Should I mention your name?’

Punching Nera’s arm, almost hard enough to make it clear she did not find the thought amusing, not that she could do any real damage, Nera was just too big and too well built for her to have any effect. Instead, Amenii planted her hands on her hips, hips that still remained stubbornly slim, smaller than Judys, or any other decent rabbit for that matter. According to Amenii’s mother anyway. Puffing out her chest, Amenii waved a finger threateningly.

‘If I even hear a whisper from a marine bio lab about my past pregnancies, I – I – I…’

‘You’ll?’ Nera smiled encouragingly, her hyena nature coming to the front egging Amenii’s temper on.

‘I’ll – spike your coffee with fertility drugs!’ Amenii burst, hands returning to her hips.

‘You wouldn’t.’ Nera paled visibly.

‘Just watch me.’ Turning on her heal, Amenii made to leave, but massive paws closed around her, lifting her from the floor and catapulting her backwards into the circular bed she and Nera shared. ‘Hey!’

Struggling to her feet, Nera was upon her, green eyes flashing playfully.

‘Oh, no you don’t.’ Amenii protested, recognizing the Game On face leering down at her. ‘No no no no no…’

Half heartedly she back up, her back pressing against the circular wooden railing.

‘There- There’s no time for this- uh, the -t-twins!’

‘Won’t be home for another hour.’ Nera purred, muscles tensing at the sight of her prey before her, and pounced.

…

Approximately an hour later, Amenii staggered out of the bedroom, her legs wobbling with every step.

‘H-Hyenas.’ She protested, using the wall for support. ‘I just had to fall for a hyena.’

Behind her, Nera’s supporting hands moved to take her weight.

‘You did.’ The larger mammal purred, bending down to plant a kiss on her brow. ‘And You love it.’

Amenii flushed, and not being able to argue the point, kept silent.