A night of rest and care for your pregnant wives

With Lessia and Bethany brought into the fold you felt more content than ever before. You never dreamed that this future could be yours, but you've got happy harem of sexy young women who all love you deeply. The oldest by a good margin is a mere twenty five summers. You've already started a family, seven kittens from the sisters, and there are more soon to come. Helena will give you a catgirl any day, the first white furred kitten among your brood. Then Yvonne will birth her three kittens, sure to feature the same rare fur pattern as their mother. And then, with both of them recovering, Sandra will finally consent to have her five children.

You lie there in bed, smiling to yourself as the thin moonlight plays across their sexy bodies. Sixteen babies in just under one month, enough to keep every breast in the room busy for quite a while... but that won't be the end of it. When Alice delivers in nine months she will bring your total to twenty all on her own. Then there are Bethany and Lessia. You've done nothing yet, but those two will want children of their own. Just one year worth of breeding and your babes will have produced enough babies to fill a few classrooms.

Sandra is almost hurt by even the suggestion her belly remain empty longer than absolutely necessary, so you'll be giving her another brood too. Your red furred friend will surely work her own kind of magic to encourage all your wives to bear you more and more kittens and babies. When your magical exhaustion is over you must remember to 'adjust' your remaining wives and your newborns in the same manner as Alice. Make sure they all pass along the finest traits to their young.

As you think about all this Sandra pulls herself up and stretches. When she notices you're awake she smiles and stretches even more sensuously. She wanders off, still wearing her revealing wedding 'gown'. Like all your wives she hasn't taken it off yet. You think there's probably some agreement that they will keep wearing their gowns until you consummate all the marriages. A minute later, presumably after dealing with her tiny bladder, she returns and mounts you. "I couldn't sleep" she whispers. That's all the excuse she gives before sliding your manhood into her pussy. She rocks slowly at first, holding back for now.

When she picks up speed you put your hands on her belly, helping to stabilize her. It also gives you a chance to feel that taut, hot belly. The fur drawn tight over her motherly form. Sandra's tail whips back and forth. She takes your hand and guides it to a hard spot. "That's one of our children" she says, her voice quiet but full of awe. Her hips never stop moving and you're not entirely sure if she's even talking to you. She moves your other hand to another harder spot and adds "There's another one." She keeps riding in silence, holding your hands tight against her belly. "Do you like that? Are you getting harder knowing you put a whole bunch of little ones inside my tummy?"

By now she's moving more quickly and the rhythmic slapping of her thighs against your hips has begun to wake your other wives. Lessia is the first to get close and she asks "Isn't that too much?"

"What?" asks Sandra, pretending ignorance as she speeds up even more.

"Are you not worried about your children?" asks Lessia, looking worried enough for two or three women.

"Oh... nah," she pants as she bucks against you. "John is holding them, see?"

Lessia looks at you like this is your fault, but Sandra takes Lessia's hand and presses it to her belly along with yours. She drops back down, taking a breather while she grinds against your cock. "Relax already, nothing's going to happen. We've done this more times than I can count."

"But..."

"Ugh! I NEED it Lessia. I need John's sexy cock soooo much. You don't know what pregnancy does to a girl. You wait, when you're ready to pop you'll beg him to bend you over and fuck the stuffing out of you."

Lessia's jaw drops and Sandra takes that as a cue to go back to riding you. When she cums both Helena and Doe are there to hold her up. Sandra nearly passes out but she's smiling like all is right with the world. "Consumated" Then she starts giggling. "If that's how good it feels we should get married again next week."

"Don't be silly, it can't be better than it was before we got married" says Alice.

"Mmmm, well you'll just have to try it to prove me wrong" Sandra replies.

"It's true" says Yvonne. You turn and see that she's put an arm around Lessia's shoulder. "When you're pregnant... it does make you... want more."

It's a surprising admission from your big, buff and independent catgirl. And everyone knows it. Helena gives her a big hug. Doe agrees with her and says she never wanted to stop sleeping with you once her belly got bigger. Renee nods and says that Yvonne should be next since she's so close to giving birth. Then she goes to check on the babies and see what the catgirls you've got helping as nurses are up to at this late hour.

When she recovers Sandra is full of energy and she, Helena and Doe all follow after Renee.

Yvonne sits next to you and you just rest your head against her belly, knowing she's got something to get off her chest.

"I want to" she finally says with a sigh. She runs her fingers through your hair. "I mean, more than just sex. But... I want to protect our babies more. I just... how can I do both?"

This is the most **** you've ever seen her, so you sit up and give her a hug as you reply. "You can do both. You are both. Just trust that I will protect you for those few months when you're ****. I will. You've never seen what I can do when the need arises. But I assure you that even enemies who think they know what I can do would run in terror if they witnessed what I would do to someone if they tried to hurt you. Any of you and any of my children."

Yvonne doesn't say anything, but she does take your hand and presses it firmly to her belly.

"I bet all the big, strong catgirls are like this" says Lessia, wrapping her arms around Yvonne so she can also touch that hot belly full of babies. The princess rests her chin on Yvonne's shoulder and says "What my father told my older sister was that having children makes you weak in all sorts of ways you never expected. Even as a father, but more so as a mother. But it gives you such wonderful little bundles of joy and they grow up to be so strong."

You feel Yvonne's hot tears and Lessia continues in a noble tone "In twenty years you'll have taught them everything you need to. They will follow in your image or set their own example. They will go forth and rule and you will be proud." Then she clears her throat and adds in a more normal tone "Ah, that last part was most likely aimed at daughters of the nobility and royal family."

Yvonne suddenly hugs you tight enough to squeeze most of the air out of your lungs. You respond by rubbing her little black collar. Then she hauls you to your feet. "Well, you've done it now. You made a pregnant woman cry - now I'm suddenly all kinds of horny and hungry. I don't know if I want to eat some smoked venison or ride you till it falls off."

Lessia and Bethany both look caught between a horrified gasp and a fit of giggling.

Yvonne doesn't give you a chance to come up with a clever quip. She bends over the bed, belly hanging beneath her. She looks over her shoulder and asks "What's taking you so long?"

The hot pussy that awaits you is sopping wet so you slide in easily. Bethany, her shyness momentarily forgotten, puts her hand on Yvonne's tummy. The big blonde takes her hand and pushes it lower until it rests just above her sex. "Feel that?" Yvonne asks. Bethany looks confused until you move again. Then her eyes go wide.

"Yessss" Yvonne moans, her back arching. "Now just press right there - oh, yes, thank you Beth. Such a lifesaver. Feels... amazing."

You decide to help by taking Lessia's hand and pressing it against Bethany's. With a little encouragement the two of them lace their fingers together, pressing against Yvonne's lower belly and compressing her already tight vagina against your member. When you thrust your shaft does angle ever so slightly higher, probably doing a good job of grinding against Yvonne's G-spot.

For you the extra pleasure comes not only from the novel angle and the tightness, it also comes from the look on both Lessia and Bethany's faces as they process what they're doing and the fact that they are enjoying it. What princess would expect to hold another woman's belly so her new husband could properly claim her?

When you begin to thrust a little more forcefully both girls place their other hand against Yvonne's belly, helping to keep her children from bouncing around too much. Of course with how overstuffed Yvonne's belly is you doubt there's enough room or enough spare skin for her gravid belly to bounce very far.

Finally, with an earth shattering yowl of pleasure Yvonne tenses up and her love canal clamps down like a vice. Still twitching she passes out and sides forward onto the bed. You and Lessia help turn her onto her side. Bethany just looks on awestruck and says "Wow" in a tiny voice.

By the time Yvonne comes round Helena has returned. With all your wives awake and your exhaustion finally receding you decide to bite the bullet and use a little bit of your power to restore your cock. Helena is quite pleased when she gets the chance to push you back on the bed. "I decided I want to consummade our wedding like this!" she says, spreading out her long, black gown so it almost looks like she's at the center of a fancy black plate. You're almost totally concealed beneath her skirts.

"That sounds like a great idea... except it's 'consummate'" says Alice, shaking her head.

"I said that! I... I... don't be mean."

You end the argument before it begins by grabbing Helena's soft white thighs and pulling her down and onto your shaft. She gasps and looks down at you, mouth hanging open.

To make up for 'being mean' Alice swoops in and gives Helena a kiss, complete with tongue. Down below you move your hips, rocking Helena and making her tail bat from side to side under the skirts like it wants to escape.

Then Doe, Bethany, Lessia and Alice all put their hands all over Helena's belly. There's rubbing, petting, pressing and stroking, all going on through the thin, silken fabric that provided Helena some modesty during the wedding.

The thing that drives her over the top is when Sandra and Renee, both of whom were obviously busy coordinating, slip in from the sides. They squeeze their heads in through the gaps under the other girl's arms and both wrap their lips around Helena's nipples. The reaction is immediate. "Noooo, no, no, I just fed... Ah!"

You groan as Helena madly rocks and grinds on your shaft. For the third time this night you fill one of your pregnant wives with your seed.

As she pants and recovers you say "Your tight little body wanted another deposit so soon? It's not time to make another baby just yet."

Helena pants a few more times and then manages to get out the word "Soon". She pants a few more times and manages to add "... my husband." before gently rolling off you and almost instantly falling asleep.