Alice has a proposal

One morning you wake up late, which is unusual for you. As you regain your senses and blink the dust from your eyes you notice the big pair of crimson eyes looking up at you. Alice must be in a horny mood this morning - she likes to curl up next to you and rest her head on your lap. Once you wake up she tests to see if you're 'suffering' from morning wood. And if you're not she double checks with her rough tongue.

She's got to be the most sensual, needy bookworm you've ever run into. Sometimes she lets out a throaty "Meowrl!" that outdoes Sandra when she's in **** need of attention. You once worried Alice was all but a lesbian, and certainly she does love spending quality time with all her wives, but when Alice is hungry for cock you are the one in her sights. And you know how it feels to be hunted by the big cats of the great open grasslands in the south.

Alice uncoils her body a bit, then uses just the tip of her tongue to tease you. Your cock was pretty hard already - either due to a nice dream or the soft, fuzzy fur of Alice's cheek rubbing up against your cockhead. In any case, Alice finds your manhood satisfactory because she rolls up onto her haunches and then moves on top of you.

Off to one side you see Kyelle's bright, sparkling blue eyes. She must have been told to wait and see what Alice was up to. Did Alice tell her to watch? Maybe Yvonne did, though your big protector isn't here right now. Yvonne usually gets a kick out of the way Renee, Sandra and Alice - some of your shortest wives - tend to take over when they're in the mood. You told her girls like that are called 'firecrackers' and Yvonne immediately used the word to tease Lessia.

"Mmmm, hey," Alice says nonchalantly as she lowers herself slowly. As if she's not using one hand to feed your shaft inside her dripping wet pussy.

"Hey yourself," you reply. "How are you this morning?" You punctuate the question by sliding your fingers up into the fuzz of Alice's tummy. That gets her to freeze for a bit. Alice does love it when you feel her belly. At about two months in there isn't that much to feel, even with her carrying quadruplets, but she eagerly grabs your probing fingers and holds them against her flesh. She also sucks in a breath and pushes out her stomach to make it feel as big as possible.

"You aren't going to have to do that for long," you tell her before tickling her belly button. With the distraction over Alice grinds her hips down, letting you know that this morning her needs are exceptionally strong.

As you pull her down for a kiss you hear a set of footsteps and the creak of the bed as a catgirl arrives. Looking to the side you see Sandra slide in behind Kyelle with a grin. "Hope I didn't miss anything," she says while wrapping an arm around the bigger catgirl's side so she can play with Kyelle's nipple.

"Oh, it's always the nipples with you," Kyelle says, but she's smiling herself and her fat chestnut tail is smacking against the sheets.

You lose sight of whatever else they're up to when Alice turns your face back to hers and gives you a deep, excited kiss. She lets out a little squeak of joy and then starts riding you even faster - no subtlety or long, sensual buildup today, Alice is just too needy right now.

Sure enough, with a **** catgirl doing her best you soon can't hold back. Alice rocks her hips side to side as she feels you thrust up and fill her with a thick load of cum. A bit more eager grinding on her part and she locks up, head thrust back at the ceiling, mouth contorted in a silent cry of pleasure.

And then Alice flops down beside you, her energy almost all spent. "I had an idea," she says. She almost sounds embarrassed. Maybe it's the fact your softening shaft is still buried to the hilt inside her. Alice lifts her head just far enough that she can see over your chest to where Sandra is teasing Kyelle. "Sandra? Can you tell him?"

"Me? No, it's your idea. If I tell John he'll immediately assume it's my fault."

You laugh and rub Alice's head right between her ears. "I could always assume Sandra came up with it and got you to tell me. Or maybe it's Kyelle's fault - secretly our naughtiest catgirl. She's been feeding all the naughty ideas to both of you."

"Never mind!" says Kyelle. "You know they're trouble. Yvonne even warned me how much trouble."

Sandra squeezes Kyelle's breast and nibbles her ear. "Oh, Yvonne could never have warned you enough about us."

That gets some laughs from Kyelle, who rolls over, grabs Sandra and wraps her arms and legs around her so the red furred girl is pinned helplessly in front of Kyelle. "You're too much sometimes," Kyelle mumbles against Sandra's neck before loosening her grip and stealing a kiss from a pleased looking Sandra.

"It is kind of Kyelle's fault," Alice says. "Cause she asked me about having other girl's babies. I'm already this far," she gestures to her almost non-existent belly, "and by the time I give birth there won't be anyone who can give me babies except you. So, I don't know - how are we going to make it all work? Like, if some girls want to have a baby together it just won't work. Kyelle and Yvonne, no problem, but me and Kyelle? And what if we need more time to recover?"

"Yes," you say, "there is a problem there. I haven't had a chance to look at it yet, I figured I would have almost nine months to come up with a decent answer."

"Uh huh, but that also got me thinking. There's something else that's not fair."

"Oh?"

"Well so far Sandra's promised to carry one baby each from Helena, Harmony and Yvonne. And then she's carrying one from Yvonne and Kyelle, right?"

"Yes."

"And that's really that's nice of her, but that means at most Sandra's going to get one single baby from you." Alice's ears twitch. "And after her first quintuplets were from her first husband that means out of ten babies she's going to have just one from you. And considering I'll be having four of yours in one birth that doesn't seem very fair."

Sandra says, "I did try to tell her all this was okay, but Alice kept chewing it over."

"So, ahem," Alice starts playing with your hair to get your attention, "what I was wondering is if we could hit a whole pile of birds with one stone. If you could make Sandra carry one of my babies instead then that proves it can work. And if it can work then it also means that either Sandra gets the chance to have a big belly-full of your babies next time or she can make a baby with you each time one of our other lovers gets pregnant, right? Because if I can get Sandra pregnant now then that means we can get any catgirl pregnant with your babies or any other catgirl's babies whenever our bellies are ready,

"That's... very complicated," you say to her. But you also make the mistake of looking over at Sandra. Her eyes are twinkling with mischief and joy.

"Alice made it sound better when she bounced the idea off me," Sandra says. "But it's true. If you can make it happen then we don't have to worry about who's pregnant when, we don't need to worry if one of us has to take a break from pregnancy for health reasons or because it would look suspicious."

"It'll be hard to explain to the kids, even if I can do it."

"Bah, they don't need to know the details until they're older. When they're young it's simple - these are your family, now get along with one another. Done. The only time they'd have to worry about who's the mother or father - or mother and mother, I guess - would be if they get old enough to date. And if they're old enough to date they'd better be smart enough to understand their family tree. If they can't handle that then they'll just have to travel into the wider world and find someone who can't be related to them."

You look at the devilish glint in Sandra's eye, the eager look in Alice's and, perhaps even more worrying, the interested look in Kyelle's eye. If Kyelle is also thinking about the possibilities then you know a lot of your other lovers are going to have interest in this too. You know Sandra and probably Renee and Alice will use this as an excuse to carry larger litters, but they always seem so happy when they talk about it. You might as well decide to do it yourself rather than waiting for a bevy of catgirl beauties to slowly bring you around to their point of view. "I'll look into it. I don't know what the limits are, but I'll see what I can do before it's time to give Sandra her next brood." That declaration gets you a big hug from Alice and a squeal of approval from Sandra.