First you need to father more babies on your first catgirl

"Why bother thinking of all the ways this could happen?" asks Renee. She's just returned from feeding your children and has been listening to them from the doorway. "Everything kind of depends on how many kitties you wind up carrying, right sis?"

With that Doe grins and pushes you onto your back, purring like... well, like a cat in heat.

Lessia, glad the argument is over for the moment, sits right beside her. She puts an arm around Doe's shoulder and just holds her tight for a moment.

As Doe starts to grind against you Alice asks, "Aren't you forgetting something? This is your first time since the wedding."

Doe's thighs tense and she launches herself off you, springing up like a cat who's just seen a snake. "Don't move, don't you even move!" she cries out as she races to the wardrobe where all your girls keep their wedding dresses and other favorites. With help from practically everyone it doesn't take very long for Doe to get dressed up, though of course there is one problem...

"Oh gosh, the stomach isn't very tight now," Doe whispers, feeling at the loose fabric. "I guess I lost a little more after the wedding."

You chuckle and tell her, "Stop worrying, it's still a lovely dress and you're still a beautiful catgirl."

She waits just a few moments while Helena and Lessia finish combing her hair and then hops back onto the bed, straddling you, the long white skirt of her gown pooling around you. Doe looks down at you and says "So there aren't enough catgirls in the world? Hmmm, if only I had someone who could help me do something about that." You have to laugh as she eagerly grinds her hips against yours and lines up your shaft with her hot, wet tunnel.

To tease her you say "If I have to."

"Oh, you're not holding out on me mister. Not after that show you just put on with Bethany."

"Maybe I'm tired."

She starts rocking her hips in earnest and Renee, clearly turned on watching her sister banging their mutual husband, uses the low cut nature of Doe's gown to her advantage. Renee manages to pop Doe's left breast free and licks Doe's nipple. Not wanting to be left out Sandra works the gown off Doe's shoulders and takes her right nipple. Doe pants and tells you "I'm not getting off, not even if you pass out."

"Do you really want more babies?" you tease, your fingers running through the soft fur of her flanks.

"Ah! All my wives - all of you deserve more kittens too. We have to show all the catgirls at the mansion. I can't ask them to have lots of babies if I won't."

"So you're just doing this for show?"

"No, no, no! You know I'm not." Her hips stop dead and she pushes her wives away gently. She leans down until all you can see are her big amber eyes. Sounding a little hurt she asks "John - don't you want to give me your children?"

"Of course. You know I like to tease. But some day you're going to hit your limit. You're not going to want more." You rub the side of her face and give her a kiss. "I don't want you to think that I'm just going to breed you again and again until you fill this mansion."

Doe kisses you back and then pushes herself back to vertical. As her pussy squeezes your cock you feel a wave of contentment and desire flow over you. "Well husband, how about this?" She starts rocking her hips again. "You're going to have to give me a lot more beautiful little kittens before I start complaining. Who else feels the same way?"

"I'm ready whenever you are!" says Renee.

"Even after five?" asks Lessia.

"Mmmm. You see how lovely they are. You even agreed to carry one. As soon as John says I can have sex again I'm going to pin him to the bed just like my sister."

Sandra, sensing a chance to mess with the princess, asks "How about you? I know you can't even feel anything yet, but you're going to want more babies, aren't you?"

"Um, well, yes."

"Don't start blushing. You're a grown woman and a princess. You're allowed to say you want to get stuffed with John's big, thick cock until your tummy swells."

"Oh!"

That gets a laugh out of Renee and Doe. "I wish Yvonne was here right now," says Doe. "She'd straighten you out, princess."

"Yes, she is quite a forceful woman."

"Which is something you love," says Renee, causing Lessia's skin to redden even further.

"Why, um, are we talking about me? It is Doe's turn."

"Yeah, but you're more fun to tease," says Renee.

Sandra snickers and says "Yeah, watch this. Hey Doe? You enjoying that big throbbing cock? You want John to pump a big litter of babies into your tummy?"

"Mmmmm."

"See?" says Sandra, feigning disappointment, "If I asked you something like that you'd look like a strawberry. But Doe just looks eager."

"Yeah, that's my sister," says Renee. "The girl who wormed her way into a mage's heart and then introduced me to sex."

Doe is almost lost in her own world right now, panting and humping atop your cock. Her tail keeps batting against your knees and her eyes are half closed.

"Actually," Renee continues, "you can blame it all on my sister. Because of her I got a belly full of quintuplets. Because of her Helena decided she needed to test out this new 'dick' thing and got pregnant too. And do you remember that first time with Yvonne? It was Doe who coaxed our big protector into bed."

"Oh yeah?" says Alice, sounding rather aroused.

"Yeah. In fact Doe cuddled with her and got her all relaxed. Then she rolled Yvonne on her back and kept kissing her while John spread her insides for the first time and painted her womb with his cum. Three wonderful little daughters and a happy new wife - that's all Doe's doing."

"You're, ah!, giving me too much credit!" says Doe, trying to defend herself. She's far to close to orgasm to put up any real defense.

Hearing all Renee's naughty talk has pushed you to your limit, so you grab Doe's hips and pull her down. She realizes that you're about to blow your load and her knees dig into your sides as the minx pulls down hard. Every drop is funneled deep into her core. Doe waits until she's milked you dry, then flops to one side. The one thing she does before going almost limp is to push a pillow under her ass.

"Did you cum?" you ask her.

"Hah, no. I was too distracted by Renee and all her... oh!"

She stops talking as Renee has dived under her skirt, aiming her tongue for Doe's snatch. You have to smile as you watch these sisters. Once upon a time you're sure they probably would have retched at the idea of even kissing each other. Now they'll commit every act of **** anyone has ever conceived and love every minute of it.

Speaking of conception... you reach inside Doe's body, feeling out her ovaries. Looks like your first catgirl released her eggs just two days ago. Perfect! You select some sperm and guide them in.

Since you want to leave room for the extra kittens Lessia is carrying you limit the number of children by picking one male and one female sperm, expecting the male embryo to fail as usual. But things don't work as you expected - instead the female embryo fails due to some strange early error and it's only the male one that continues to divide. Then it splits, leaving Doe with a pair of twin boys. Surely one of the rarest catgirl pregnancies.

It's rather funny. You know the effect male siblings tend to have on their sisters in the womb. Girls exposed to manly hormones while still in their mother's belly are usually rather rambunctious and sexual. And girls exposed to twice as much should be twice as horny when they come of age.

Now that Doe has some babies of her own you motion for Lessia to come over. As with Bethany you get her to sit on top of Doe, sex to sex, and then ready the spell.

"Um, how many babies does Doe have?" asks Lessia. "That is, if she has too many, if it seems too much, then I could keep two of Bethany's children."

"It should be fine," you tell her.

Lessia bites her lip and says "She will not be carrying four or five, will she? That seems too much."

"Five's not too many," says Renee. "I'm smaller than Doe and five babies were just right for me."

"Well, yes, but given the choice..."

"Lessia," says Sandra, "just admit that you want to keep all of Beth's cuties for yourself."

"Oh, no, no, not all of them."

"So just two then?" asks Sandra.

"It's fine," says Doe. "If John says it's fine then it's fine. Even if I did have five babies it would be fine. I've already carried twins, it must be easier to carry five the second time." She pulls herself up and rubs her head against Lessia's bosom. "Don't worry. There's going to be plenty of chances for you to carry babies, both human and catfolk. Just start with one for now."

Lessia starts to cry tears of joy, which makes Doe start to cry. As they wipe their eyes you begin the process of moving two of Bethany's eggs across. It will be rather interesting to see these triplets once they grow up. One of them ought to be more quiet and feminine, two should be more bold and horny. Of course, it might not turn out like that - you can never guarantee what nature will do - which is why it will be so much fun to find out.