She's completely content right up to the birth

As the months fly by you have many occasions to be thankful that Linne decided to get pregnant again so quickly. There are so many 'taur girls who've got themselves 'in the family way' and it's always comforting for them to talk to your wife. Other nobles have apparently started referring to your tower as the zoo, since almost every day there's another 'taur girl travelling through town to check with you about her baby to be. When they see Linne, who's given birth and definitely pregnant once again, it always makes them far less worried about their own situation.

They get advice from Doe too. Not all of them are are able to convince the father to marry them, but those that have a chance get lots of suggestions from your lamia. The kind of suggestions that make Linne's ears turn red, but exactly the kind of thing a pregnant 'taur wants to know about. Anything to boost the chance of their baby's father taking them in. If they can't get married then there are other suggestions, like how to 'suggest' a 'stipend' from the man if he's already married.

If there aren't any other options she tells them about how to get 'cared for' at the centaur stables, if they aren't living there already. Mainly it's the rare human woman who gets that advice. Your country wants to ensure there's a steady supply of baby centaurs for the future, so there's money available for young mothers. That does give the centaurs a reputation, but most myths about them claim they're horny bastards anyway, so there's not too much harm done. A couple of women who really want to be able to keep up with the centaurs have asked about possibly becoming 'taurs themselves and thanks to Linne's example most girls want to be cataurs. You try to push the least shy ones toward foxtaur and the most athletic or tall toward centauress, but Linne's such an icon among the 'taurs that you have way more girls volunteering for cataur than for any other kind of 'taur. You actually have to count on noblemen to produce any dogtaurs, though those are very popular with men who've been cheated on.

It's really funny seeing Linne trying to navigate a party. She's still shy most of the time, but she's also very proud of both Kylah and the little sister still growing in her womb. So when two or three women come over and start talking to her she kind of loses it a little, showing off and then retreating into herself. Baroness Vencillan, who's own belly is quite round now, seems to enjoy teasing Linne almost as much as you and Doe do. The 'baroness of centaurs', as she's now sometimes known, loves the fact that the nobility don't know what to do with her. She seems to have been waiting her whole life to find an excuse for her natural impropriety. She's already talked loudly about wanting a second child from Evran as soon as she can manage it.

Late one night...

You wake up, feeling like you're slowly drowning. Ah, not quite. When you come to you find that Linne has wrapped her legs around you in her sleep and the soft fur between her front legs was smothering you. Looking up her body in the darkness you can see her tight, flat upper belly that will never swell with child and then her breasts. When you transformed her they shrank down to large A cups, but two pregnancies and feeding Kylah have bumped them back up to a mid sized B cup, more or less the size they were when Linne was human. You can't see beyond that, but you can hear happy muttering and occasional purring. Seems like she's having a nice dream.

As if to confirm that, her hind leg twists over your hip and tries to pull you closer. Grinning to yourself, you roll your hips and allow yourself to be pulled in. The big tail makes a few 'thwump', 'thwump' sounds as it beats against the mattress. Then you reach down and run your hand over her lower belly, feeling the curve where her lower ribcage ends and her side starts to bulge out, the soft, fur coated skin making space for your child.

In response, Linne's foreleg hooks over your shoulder, holding you in place. That tail goes 'thwump', 'thwump', 'thwump' in a faster, eager melody. Yes, Linne's having a nice dream now. You kiss along the line where her fur begins, a line that more or less matches up to where her groin and the leading edge of her hips were as a human. A line that's tantalizing and erotic to Linne as a result. There's a soft, happy purr from above. You rub the swell of her lower belly more firmly, dragging your fingers through her fine fur and exposing her sensitive belly to a bit more air. Her legs and paws clamp a bit tighter and you the purring goes from one purr after another to one long, continuous, happy noise.

Out of the corner of your eye you spot Doe, who's just returned to the bedroom. She was probably feeding your daughter. In the dark you can just make out the sexy smile she gives you as she quietly slithers back into the bed. Her hand soon joins yours in exploring the rounded ten month belly of your favorite cataur. Linne's sure to go into labor soon and the two of you want to give her the best memories of being so pregnant.

All of a sudden Linne jerks in her sleep and then looks around. When she figures out what's happening she starts laughing. She's so horny that she's not even shy about what she wants and immediately rolls on top of you. Sure, she can't really have sex with you that way, but she looks down at you as she wriggles her heavy lower body against you. When you reach up and rub both sides of her lower belly she lets out a **** moan before finally rolling off you so you can satisfy her.

From there it's easy. A willing, needy cataur and a cunning lamia who's eager to help? You sink into your loving wife's kitty and dig your fingers into that special spot above the base of her tail, massaging those sensitive muscles. She had to be incredibly horny because she cums hard within a minute and cums a second time before you're done with her. She never tells you exactly what dream she was having, though she does later admit it was about you. Even admitting that made her turn bright pink, so it must have been one hell of a naughty dream.

Just a few days later...

There's one last important party to deal with - Linne's 21st birthday. It was an even bet whether the birthday or the baby would come first, to the point you weren't sure if you should have a big party. But Doe wasn't going to let your second child spoil the fun. She finally convinced you to use a spell to ensure the labor was delayed so that Linne could enjoy her party without constantly worrying she was going to pop.

As a result, lots of 'taurs and nobles get to enjoy a big party and Linne is at the same time terrified, because she's the star of the show, and thrilled, because she gets to show off her baby bump one last time before she gives birth. Here and there you hear some girls, especially some of the noblewomen, whispering about Linne's tummy. Some can't believe how big it is, though most seem impressed with how well she's carrying it. A few look relieved, since they've got their own little 'taurs on the way. Lady Darima is one of those. It seems she couldn't resist the intrigue of Tavin's fur sheathed manhood. As a mage you know those two didn't even wait for the wedding.

The party is a bit tiring, but well worth it. You even spot one young girl, seemingly a member of the serving staff, sneaking off with one of the centaurs. If he gets lucky tonight maybe Mallia will end up with some more company at the stables.

Late that night the guests go home and all of you tuck in for one last, peaceful night. In the morning you undo the spell and Linne goes into labor. By lunchtime she's holding a second daughter, a wriggling, squirming, energetic little ball of arms, legs and fur with big, inquisitive eyes. Like her older sister she's got black hair and black fur, but unlike Kylah, who has sharp amber eyes, this daughter has her mother's light green irises.

"Sandra..." Linne says quietly as she stares into her new daughter's eyes. Your new baby gurgles excitedly, but you think that's mainly because she got a look at her mom's bare breasts.

From the sidelines, Kylah watches this new girl help herself to Linne's bounty. Maybe she'd be a bit more ticked off about this, but Doe takes Kylah's chin and turns her head toward Doe's chest. From her spot, lying on the rug with her new baby in her arms, Linne smiles from ear to ear. Her tail just can't stop wagging.