Welcoming more children and more 'guests'

You had thought to take things easy. A nice, quiet morning with the mother of your first two daughters. You wanted to cuddle with Doe and show her how special she was. Life had other plans and you're instead awakened by a panicked Helena, your little harem's bearer of bad news. Very quickly you discover that Renee's belly has reached its limit and her quintuplets are insistent on exploring the world. You did relax your spell on her last night, after Penelope and Petra's birth but you didn't think Renee was this close to popping.

Once again an interested audience gathers. News of last night has spread and Renee winds up with an audience of pregnant catgirls - around two score of them, all craning their necks for a better glimpse into their future. Despite her condition Doe insists on coming down to be there for her sister. You let the herbs do their work and Renee grows sluggish, her cries of pain and worry reduced to grunts and moans. With five children to birth she actually has time to get used to the process. By the fifth she's pushing her child out quite easily, even taking the time to brag to the assembled mothers-to-be that it's not hard at all.

Unlike Doe she somehow manages to stay conscious. She cuddles each of her fuzzy little kittens, cooing contentedly as they seek out her nipples. The fact that she has produced a catboy draws some murmurs from the crowd and you know that your first male heir will get plenty of attention. After a whispered conversation with Renee you pull Helena over to the bed. She still looks anxious about the births, so to put her at ease you sit her next to Renee and let her pet some of the kittens. When she relaxes you hold two of the identical triplets to Helena's chest. By reflex they snuggle up against her bosom and their little mouths hunt for mother's milk.

Helena tries to protest but Renee puts a hand on her thigh and whispers that she's going to need a little help keeping them fed. At last Helena settles down and you manage to extricate yourself. Doe, Renee and Helena resting on the bed, all taking care of the newborns and Yvonne standing guard - no matter her pregnant belly, no matter that there's no threat, your tall and buxom catgirl is every inch a warrior woman.

The only one of your lovers not staying near Renee is Sandra. You had to send her off earlier to feed the slaves awaiting transformation, check a few messenger orbs and perform a few other housekeeping tasks. You reach your sanctum and find her there, leaning back against a wall, her belly on prominent display. "I think I finally guessed what your big present is going to be," she says, stroking her flanks seductively. "You're making sure I get to keep my little ones inside longer than everyone else, aren't you?"

That wasn't your plan - five cute kittens, twins plus triplets, were your gift to her. But she has such a happy gleam in her eyes that you just smile and pretend.

"Oh yes!" she says, tail flicking about until you step in close and grab it. You stroke her tail as she cuddles up to you, her purrs vibrating through your body.

"You're getting so big. At this point you might go into labor before Helena." You say it teasingly, but you feel her muscles stiffen.

Sandra puts her finger to your lips and shakes her head. "I don't care how many little lovelies you stuffed inside me. These last few months, carrying our children, have been the best months of my life. Please, please promise that I get the present you intended."

Why would you deny her? Yvonne is sure to birth her children soon and while Helena took longer to seed than the others her single baby has been growing a little faster than the rest. You use your magic to carefully slow Sandra's growth just a little more, enough that her fit form will be able to outlast your other mates. Sensing the static tingle in her skin she kisses you on the neck.

"And now I have some news for you," she says, offering a transcribed message. "It seems one of your hunters has found the prey."

You wonder what she means, but the message she gave you makes it quite clear. Chamash, one of the most skilled **** traders in the city, the one who brought you both Doe and Renee, in fact, has sent word that he's in town and he now possesses a pair of individuals you mentioned were of particular interest. You have made mention that certain categories of women are more interesting to you - twins, blondes, redheads, orphans, lithe girls and so forth, but there is still only a short list of individuals that you've said are of interest. With the exception of one single noble's daughter the rest are directly related to Doe. You decided long ago, when you saw how special she was, that her family would be the 'first family' among the catfolk.

Wisely, Chamash doesn't mention any details. You arrange for him to come during the afternoon and have to spend lunch trying to hide your excitement. A check on your lovers shows you that all the other catgirls have forgotten any minor grudges or spats and are competing to shower Doe and Renee with attention and care. Renee is still out of it, but Doe is directing them all like a queen. Every catgirl is keen to see your children up close and they will heat blankets, carry water or food, do anything at all for that chance. You also see more than a few flat bellied catgirls looking enviously at the pregnant girls.

Trying to look calm you finally meet Chamash when he discretely brings his wagon to your doors. He knows not to waste your time, so he brings out the six slaves he knows will pique your interest. First he introduces a pair of raven haired twins - a bit older and shorter than most slaves you purchase, but undeniably attractive. Then he introduces a slender redhead who is apparently a dancer. She gives a nervous but acceptable performance. Clearly she'd rather be sold at least in part for her footwork rather than her other features. The fact she's allowed out of her cage also demonstrates that he considers her well trained.

With a snap of his fingers and a flourish the slaver shows off the final three, whipping black cloths from the last cages. Your sharp memory recalls Renee's description of her close family clearly and these three indeed match. Still, you let Chamash introduce them so as not to steal his thunder. "First we have a miss Alice, yes 'miss' - still unmarried, as described." Within the cage is a woman in her mid-twenties with deep brown hair. She's a bit mousey and she hasn't much of a chest to speak of but you would still call her beautiful. Her jaw, waist and bottom are all particularly fine examples of their type. As Doe's cousin you're sure she'll be a fine addition to the catgirls even if you're unlikely to include her in your harem.

The girl in the next cage is introduced as miss Emilie. She fits the description given for Doe and Renee's older niece. You'll have to check that however because there's less family resemblance than with Alice. Emilie has a strong widow's peak, deep black hair and a fantastically curvy body. Her chest is far larger than Doe or Renee's, even before the transformation - at least double D's you'd say. She's gagged and looks miserable and troublesome, but that's to be expected. You would place her in her early twenties, which also matches the description Renee gave you all those months ago.

The last cage holds a young man that Chamash calls Patrick. He's bound, gagged and tied to his cage. Clearly the most trouble of the lot. As far as appearances he has the same skin color and hair color as the sisters. He's a little taller and though he isn't effeminate he's not extremely masculine either. He does have a powerful build - probably a good reason to keep him tied down.

You're so busy examining them that you almost miss it when Chamash says "...yes indeed, caught these two together myself." He's gesturing at Patrick and Emilie, both of whom make furious and unhappy sounds through their gags. The **** trader just laughs and says "Yes, still mad that I didn't let you finish, hmmm?" It earns him a deathly glare from Emilie. Interesting, Doe's older brother was on the run with his niece and took advantage? Or was it her idea? Something to find out, perhaps, but one way or another you expect they'll make a lovely mating pair.

The price for slaves has been rising steadily since the war and, of course, these are special requests. So this day Chamash gets to walk away with a shocking amount of gold. You hope that your slight over-payment encourages him to redouble his efforts to locate the last two members of the family.