THE FAMILY IN RUTWELL FOREST

By Kthanid

With input from SerenaKtty

Chapter 18: Pop Goes The Kitty

“But when did we get borned?” Karin whined.

“A couple weeks after that little false alarm,” Martin Said. “Still a little bit early but between the stress of having to deal with Wannah’s daddy and then Randy…”

Martin caught Serena and Monica’s exasperated looks and then saw once more that he had the kits’ undivided attention.

“You started it, love,” Monica chided him.

“Tell us daddy!” the kits pleaded. “Pwease!!”

Martin sighed and consoled himself with the fact that the story was almost complete.
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Harley, in female form burst through the front door. She slammed the door closed and leaned, panting and near exhausted, against it. Shiela looked up from the couch where she had been re-reading ‘Lady Chatterly’s Lover’.

“Uh oh,” Shiela grinned. “Let me guess. Willowmeena?”

“N-no,” Harley panted. “Wannah…With Randy!”

“Is that all?” Shiela grinned. “You seem equipped to handle that.”

Harley glared at Shiela then ran to the bathroom locking the door behind her. A moment later, Wannah burst in. She held a smiling Randy Rabbit suspended by the back of his shirt.

“Where Har-Lee?” Wannah demanded.

“Hi Wannah…Hi Randy,” Shiela giggled.

“Hi Shiela,” Randy grinned back non-chalantly.

“I don’t know, Wannah,” Shiela said with a mischievous grin. “I haven’t seen him…But She’s hidin’ in th’ bathroom.”

“SHIELA!!” Harley shouted.

“Wannah thank She-La.”

Wannah rushed over to the bathroom door and pounded on it.

“Har-Lee!” Wannah called. “Wannah want Zug-Zug! Need Male parts!”

“N-no you don’t!” Harley shouted back through the bathroom door.

“Oh come on, Harley,” Randy cajoled. “What’s a little Zug-Zug between friends?”

“Shut up Randy!” Harley shouted.

The front door suddenly exploded inwards and a Deep, loud and long roar filled the house. Shiela and Randy both screamed. Shiela dove behind the far arm of the couch from the ruined and promptly peed herself. Harley stuck her head out of the bathroom in time to see a huge, male, obviously pissed off saber-toothed tiger step into the living room.

“D-daddy?” Wannah gasped.

Harley could only blink and stare in terror at the huge tiger. His muscles rolled under his tan fur and a single feather hung from his black hair. He wore a loin-cloth suspended from a colorful, beaded belt.

“Why Wannah not come back with Shell-Rat?!” The big Male Tiger demanded.

“Ummm…Wannah get distracted,” Wannah said with a sheepish grin. “Wannah find male Wannah like. Male help Wannah…”

“Male‘help’Wannah?” The big tiger growled.

Wannah’s daddy glared at Randy who promptly fainted. Harley took the opportunity to try and sneak to her room. Wannah quickly tossed Randy casually aside and grabbed Harley by the scruff of the neck.

“No no,” Wannah said quickly. “That just Magic Bunny. This male! Magic Bunny turn female to male.”

Harley squawked as Wannah shoved her in front of her father. Her eyes opened wide as her pupils shrank and sweat popped off her head. Wannah’s Daddy snarled.

“Male is female!” he said, poking Harley’s breast.

“Do you mind!?” Harley said as she instinctively swatted the male tiger’s finger away and covered her breasts protectively.

“Sometimes,” Wannah explained quickly. “Magic Rabbit make male again.”

“No he won’t!” Harley interjected.

“How Rabbit make female into male?!” Wannah’s daddy demanded.

“Rabbit play Zug-Zug with Har-Lee,” Wannah explained. “Turn Har-Lee male so he Zug-Zug Wannah…”

“Har-Lee Zug-Zug Wannah?!!” The big Tiger growled as his eyes turned red.

Harley panicked and tried to squirm away from Wannah’s iron grip. The big male grabbed Harley by her arms and pulled her nose to nose with him, growling menacingly.

“Wannah, show Zug place!” he demanded.

“Wannah good cub,” Wannah pleaded. “Zug place okay. Har-Lee is female. Wannah no can Zug Zug with female.”

“Wannah, SHOW!!”

Wannah hung her head and moved to the couch. She bent over, bracing her hands on the back of the couch and taking a wide stance. Still holding Harley by one arm, Wannah’s daddy flipped his daughter’s loin-cloth aside and pushed one finger into her sex. Harley blushed and looked away. Wannah trembled and blushed. The big tiger’s finger sank all the way into his daughter’s love tunnel. Encountering no trace of her hymen, he withdrew his finger and turned, snarling, on Harley.

“Har-Lee Zug-Zug my cub!!” he roared. “But no…Har-Lee female. Must be Magic Rabbit. Wannah lie to save him.”

Wannah’s daddy set Harley aside and snatched up Randy from where he lay in a heap.

“H-hey!” Harley said. “Leave him alone! She begged to be ‘Zug-Zuged’!”

“Is true, Daddy!” Wannah pleaded. “Wannah beg Har-Lee for Zug-Zug. Har-Lee kind to Wannah when Wannah hurt. Wannah wanted be kind to Har-Lee. Rabbit make Har-Lee Male!”

“Will Someone PLEASE tell me what the heck is going on?!” came Serena’s voice as she and Martin came in through the ruined doorway. “Who are you and what are you doing in MY house!”

Sheila scrambled to hide behind Serena as Wannah’s daddy stepped in front of the pregnant feline, still carrying Randy’s unconscious form.

“Come find cub,” he growled. “Find cub Zug-Zugged with Rabbit.”

“Put him down!” Serena ordered the much larger feline. “Put him down, NOW!”

“Female’s of this tribe not know show respect for chief!” Wannah’s daddy growled.

Martin fainted.

“This is MY territory, NOT your’s,” Serena growled back, her ears flattening against the back of her head and her tail frizzing out. “I’m chief here, NOT you! Now put him down and get out!!”

The big male Sabre-Tooth Glared at Serena a moment, then he seemed to calm down.

“Little mother-chief is right,” he said. “Sha-Tak apologize. Sha-Tak angry to find rabbit Zug-Zug cub. Sha-Tak take cub and rabbit and go.”

“You will leave the rabbit and go,” Serena countered. I am the chieftess here and I order you to leave the rabbit to me! GOT IT?!”

“Rabbit Zug-Zug cub! Must punish! Wannah punished too! No catch Shell-Rat, still cub, no Zug-Zug.”

“The rabbit had nothing to do with it,” Serena growled.

“Must be rabbit. Wannah hold rabbit when Sha-Tak find. Wannah say Zug-Zug with female,” he said poking Harley in the breast again. “Female no can Zug-Zug with female. Wannah lie protect rabbit.”

“She is NOT lying,” Serena fumed angrily. “And I will NOT let you take my friend! I’m warning you, don’t FUCK with me!”

“Sha-Tak not want make war over this,” Sha-Tak growled. “But tribe honor at stake!”

“No make war!” Wannah pleaded, big tears welling up in her eyes. “Wannah go back to tribe. Wannah bear shame to be cub. Wannah leave Har-Lee. Wannah not take mate.”

Serena calmed down a little at Wannah’s heartfelt plea to Sha-Tak. She liked the Sabre-Toothed Tigress and knew how much Wannah liked Harley.

“How about a compromise?” She asked.

Sha-Tak looked at his daughter, his anger softening.

“What little Mother-chief want?”

“Leave the rabbit and Wannah here with us while she looks for this ‘Shell-Rat’. No one in your tribe has to know she’s been mated…er…Zug-Zugged so she won’t shame your tribes honor. When she finds this rat-thing we’ll bring her home and she will prove her womanhood.”

“Hmmm…Could be okay,” Sha-tak mused. “Tribe not come here…Unless they lost.”

He glared at Wannah who grinned sheepishly and looked at the floor.

“Little Mother-Chief watch Wannah while she here?”

“Yes I will,” Serena promised. “And I’ll make sure she doesn’t Zug-Zug until she catches her Shell-Rat.”

Serena looked at Wannah.

“And no more claiming Harley as ‘yours’, Understand?”

“But…”

“Do you want to go back and shame your tribe?”

“Wannah agree.”

“Good!” Serena grinned.

Sha-Tak patted his daughter on the head and smiled warmly. He threw Harley a sideways glare then turned and bowed to Serena.

“Sha-Tak go now, Little Mother-chief. Mates worry if Sha-Tak gone too long.”

“Good-bye, Chief,” Serena Said.

Sha-Tak left. Serena sighed, looking at the broken front door. Martin stirred and sat up.

“Wha-What happened?” he asked.

“Chieftess Serena faced down Wannah’s daddy,” Harley chuckled. “And she sent him packin’”

“Damn, I needed to blow off some steam,” Serena sighed as she leaned against the couch.

“Wannah thank Serena!” Wannah Gushed as she gently hugged Serena and lapped at her cheek.

“Uhh…Y-your welcome, Wannah”

Once Wannah finished expressing her gratitude, Serena had Martin drag Randy to the couch. Monica poked her head out of the Master bedroom door and yawned sleepily.

“What’s going on?” she inquired.

“Nothing, Monica,” Serena said. “Go on back to bed.”

“Are you and Martin coming too?” Monica asked with an inviting smile.

“Soon,” Serena said.

“I’ll be waiting,” Monica promised.

Shiela recovered herself enough to blush and hurry to the bathroom to clean herself up. Wannah went to Harley’s room. Harley started to follow her, but felt a hand caressing her ass. She looked around to find Randy grinning seductively up at him.

“Seeing as everyone is going,” Randy said. “How about we change you back to a male?”

Harley glared at the rabbit.

“Are you okay, Randy?” Serena asked.

“Sure,” Randy said continuing to caress the soft curve of Harley’s backside. “Now that I’m not going to get eaten… At least not by Wannah’s daddy.”

“Hmph! I’m going to bed,” Harley announced testily.

She turned and made her way to her bedroom door. Randy followed her, admiring the lovely sway of her hips and the swish of her tail. Harley turned and stopped him at the door.

“Awww, Why not?” Randy asked. “It’ll be fun! Ask anyone!”

“I said NO! Good night, Randy!”

Harley slammed the door. Serena giggled at the pair.

“So help me,” Randy said, crossing his arms over his chest. “I’m gonna show her a good time yet. Hey, Serena, do you think she’d like flowers or candy?”

“Why are you so hooked on trying to get her when you have your pick of any female in the forest?”

“I guess I like a challenge.” Randy said. Then, loud enough for Harley to hear. “Besides, she is sooo cute! And that butt of hers just turns me on something fierce!”

“I’M A MALE!” Harley shouted from behind the door.

“Not right now you aren’t,” Randy said sweetly.

“I’m STILL a MALE!” Harley shouted. “No matter WHAT form I’m in!”

“I’ll bet he’d go for herself if he could,” Randy grinned.

“I HEARD THAT!”

Serena took Randy’s arm and led him away from Harley’s door.

“You’re being too pushy again, dear,” She said with an amused smile.

“Yeah, I guess I am,” Randy smiled. Then with much overacted sorrow, “Since I’m not welcome here I’ll just have to go out into the cold, cruel world!”

“Now don’t start that, Randy. You know you’re wanted,” Serena said rubbing her nose against his. “Harley just doesn’t feel comfortable being sexual with a male.”

“I know,” Randy said, giving her nose a lick. “It’s just that female form of his really gets the ol’ bunny hormones going. Speaking of which, I don’t suppose you three would mind a fourth?”

“A fourth?” Serena asked. “For what?”

“Oh, well if you really were going to go to sleep…”

“That was what we were going to do wasn’t it?” Serena asked Martin.

“Oh well…I guess…I just thought that…well Monica seemed to be…And you have been wanting some more…ummm attention…”

Serena stared at Martin blankly for a couple moments before the implications hit her.

“Ohhh! Well, Martin, shall we add a fourth?”

“If Monica doesn’t mind,” Martin said.

“I’m sure she won’t mind,” Serena smiled.

Randy held out his arm to Serena as did Martin. She took them both and nuzzled both males. Randy and Martin nuzzled her back and escorted her to the master bedroom.

Monica was reclining seductively on the bed, completely nude and most definitely aroused. Here eyes went wide and she squeaked in embarrassment as she spotted Randy with her mates. She scrambled to cover herself with the bedding as quickly as she could. Serena giggled and looked over to Monica’s nest, where Shelby had Sitting duty. The young Platypus was splayed out among the eggs sporting a raging Hard-on. Serena noted that being with his sister’s eggs affected Shelby that way every time he had sitting duty.

“I hope you don’t mind a fourth,” Serena asked Monica, who blushed furiously as she stared at Randy’s growing Bunnyhood.

“Oh…No, n-not at all!” Monica stammered.

The males eased Serena onto the bed. Monica leaned over and kissed Serena deeply while Martin slipped out his pants and shirt. Randy joined Monica and Serena’s kiss while Martin climbed into the bed over Monica. The female platypus embraced her male lover and he her as they kissed deeply and passionately. Randy kissed and licked Serena’s muzzle, slowly working his way under her chin and down to her throat. He caressed her swollen belly and felt one of Serena’s kits kick. He groaned as he felt a surge of arousal course through him unlike anything he had ever felt before. He caressed lower, to the underside of her belly, teasingly near her mons and licked and suckled at her breast, swallowing her cat’s milk greedily and causing Serena to groan out in long missed pleasure.

Monica licked her way down to martin’s aroused minkhood. She licked and suckled at its head. Martin sighed and whimpered in pleasure. He leaned over and suckled at Serena’s other breast, drinking deeply of her mother’s milk. Randy slipped a pair of fingers into her slit, rubbing her sensitive inner folds. Serena groaned happily.

“Would the mommy-fur to be like me to mate with her?” Randy asked.

“Oh, Yes,” Serena panted, delirious with want and need.

“Then turn on your side, pretty kitty,” Randy said.

Serena did as she was bidden and tried to look over her pregnancy to see what Randy had in mind. Randy climbed onto the bed and raised one of Serena’s legs as he straddled the other and began to scoot up along her thigh. Martin looked on curiously, if a little distractedly while Monica sucked the length of his shaft into her bill again and again.

“C-can you r-r-really m-mate with her as p-p-pregnant as she is?” Martin asked.

“Sure can,” Randy said confidently as his throbbing, hard shaft bumped against Serena’s sopping wet sex.

Randy splayed his legs wide to get his hips as close to Serena’s cunny as possible. He pushed gently and his lover’s tool sank slowly into her vaginal tunnel. Serena moaned and mewed happily as she savored the feel of Randy’s long hard cock within her. Randy began a slow gentle rhythm of long strokes. Serena bucked against him slowly taking as much of him inside her as she could.

“Oh yes,” she mewed loudly. “I’ve missed this so much!”

Martin found seeing his pregnant mate being mated an incredible turn on. He turned and buried his muzzle in Monica’s muff, greedily lapping at her sex. Monica squealed in delight and redoubled her efforts on Martin’s minkhood. Randy sped up his strokes, plunging his cock in and out of Serena’s pussy. Serena writhed and squirmed in pleasure as a myriad of sensations flooded her brain. The feeling of Randy’s cock sliding within her, the kicking of her kittens in her belly, the sounds of Martin slurping up Monica’s juices, Monica sucking on Martins shaft and her rapidly building Orgasm.

“Oh yes!” Serena groaned as her orgasm erupted within her. “Yes! I’m…I’m…OH!”

Serena clutched at Randy as she climaxed hard. Randy thrust faster and harder, grunting as he neared his own release. He pushed as deeply into her spasming love tunnel as he could as his passion gushed into her. Serena’s eyes suddenly opened wide in surprise as she felt something pop within her. Her orgasm had begun to subside yet she felt a flood of her juices pouring out of her, wetting her thighs and the bed under her.

“Am…Am I supposed to be cumming so m-much?” she asked as the warm liquids continued to pour out of her past Randy’s shaft.

“S-so much?” Randy panted with a sly smile. “I certainly hope so.”

Serena blinked and smiled a little, purring softly. Then her eyes went wide once more as she felt every muscle in her lower abdomen clench painfully.

“Hey!” Randy said, noticing the large amounts of liquid that had flowed from Serena’s cunny. “You didn’t just wet on us did you?”

“Uhhh…Randy?” Serena gasped as the clenching sensation passed. “I…I don’t think that was from my orgasm…or from my wetting on us…”

Serena blushed deeply. Randy’s jaw dropped.

“Y-you’re not going to…” Randy gasped, his pupils shrinking in his eyes. “You mean…NOW!?!”

Monica looked over at Serena.

“Serena?” she asked. “What’s the…GLK!”

Martin’s seed flooded her mouth, cutting off the rest of her question. Serena sat up, panting as Randy slipped out of her. The faerie mouse popped in, hovering over the bed and holding her swollen belly.

“Randy!” the faerie said, glaring at the near panic rabbit. “What did you do?!”

“W-we were just mating,” Randy said, staring at Serena’s belly. “Honest!”

“It’s not his fault, little friend,” Serena gasped. “Now I know why Cleo told me to lay off mating…”

“I-is it time?” Martin asked, getting quickly to his knees next to Serena.

“I…I think so…” Serena said with a slight look of panic on her face.

Martin started to swoon until Randy slapped him sharply.

“Oh no you don’t!” Randy said in a panicked voice. “You’re not leaving your mates…or more importantly ME…Alone at a time like this!”

Randy hopped off the bed and began to pace. Martin hopped off the other side of the bed and started hurrying around to be at Serena’s side. Monica rushed to the dresser and sent Cleo’s familiar off with a kiss. Serena tried to swing her legs over the edge of the bed. She clutched as her belly and grimaced.

“I think I feel another contraction coming,” she gasped.

“Lets see…” Randy muttered as he paced nervously. “Towels, hot water…Serena! Lay down! You’re about to give birth!” Randy exclaimed as he rushed to help Serena.

Unfortunately, Martin had the same idea. The two panicking males collided and knocked each other silly. Serena groaned through her second contraction. The faerie mouse groaned in sync with Serena and fluttered down to the nightstand. Shelby raised his head sleepily to see a room full of naked, aroused and panicking furs.

“What’s goin’ on?” he asked.

Randy and Martin recovered themselves and eased Serena back onto the bed. Monica rushed out of the bedroom and Shelby moved over to the end of the bed. He suddenly realized that he was staring at Serena’s nethers and looked up, locking eyes with Serena and blushing with embarrassment. Randy and Martin tried to make Serena comfortable, rubbing her belly and lower back. Shiela hurried into the bedroom, her face aglow with eager anticipation.

“Is it time?” she asked excitedly.

By way of reply, Serena grabbed Martin and Randy’s hands and near crushed them as her next contraction swept over her. Both males grit their teeth and sweated bullets until Serena’s grip relaxed. Shiela quickly moved to the bed and started positioning Serena’s legs and offering words of comfort as she had been taught by Cleo. Shelby’s gaze had once more dropped to Serena’s kitten hole as he stared slack jawed. Randy and Martin relaxed a little and waited to have their hands mangled during Serena’s next labor pain.

Meanwhile Monica rushed into Harley’s room. He yanked her out of bed and shoved the towels into her arms.

“Take these to Serena,” She said quickly. “I have to go boil some water!”

“Har-Lee,” Wannah groused from the bed. “What happen?”

Harley, still half asleep looked around in confusion.

“Something about towels and boiling water,” she said. “Wait a minute…Towels..? Boiling water...? Serena…? GHAAA! Serena’s gonna have her kittens!!”

Harley stumbled toward the bedroom door, still half asleep, and tripped over her own feet spilling the towels all over the floor.

“Serena make cubs now?” Wannah asked excitedly as she leapt out of bed and tripped over Harley.

Harley got up to her knees and shook the cobwebs from her brain and started frantically gathering up the towels.

“Har-Lee?” Wannah asked insistently as she helped gather up the towels. “Serena make cubs, now?”

“Yes! Yes!” Harley said quickly. “She going to make cubs now!”

Wannah scooped up the last towel and then scooped up Harley. She rushed to stand in the bedroom doorway. She clasped her hands together, beaming and grinning with excitement and dropping Harley to the floor.

“Serena!” she gushed happily. “Make cubs now?”

“S-soon…Wannah,” Serena groaned. “Very soon…”

“Wannah watch!” the saber-toothed tigress announced. “Wannah learn what do when make cubs for Har-Lee!”

“M-make C-cubs f-f-for ME?!!” Harley stammered before her eyes rolled back in her head and she fainted away.

“A little quiet please,” Shiela asked tersely. “And please don’t crowd the bed. If you have to watch, stand near the walls…And Krikey, Shelby! At least blink if you’re going ta be staring at Serena’s pussy!”

“What…Keeping…Cleo?” Serena panted.

“At the moment, this furry wall in your bedroom doorway is what’s keeping me,” Cleo’s voice came from behind Wannah.

Wannah stepped aside to let Cleo in. Harley recovered from her faint and hurried out to the kitchen saying that she had to make some calls. Cleo went over to the bed, taking Shiela’s place and lay her hand on Serena’s belly. She glanced about at all the aroused males in the room and smirked.

“I see you didn’t take my advice,” Cleo chided Serena.

“I tried,” Serena said, blushing deeply. “But after a few weeks…”

“Given the temptations around you,” Cleo smirked. “I’m surprised you didn’t give in sooner. I see Shiela’s been attending you.”

“Yeah,” Serena said as Shiela grinned proudly.

“Shelby, dear,” Cleo continued as she continued her external examination. “It’s no polite to stare. Your nieces and nephews may be some few minutes or even hours before they start popping out.”

“I…I’m going to have more than one?” Serena gasped.

“Oh yes,” Cleo said with a knowing grin.

“H-how many?”

“Oh, I’d say around four. You were very fertile when you went into season.”

“F-four?! No wonder I’m as big as a house! I don’t know if I cannnnngh!”

Serena grimaced and endured another labor pain. Cleo waited patiently for the pain to pass.

“You’ll have to excuse me just a moment, Serena.”

Serena gasped in surprise as Cleo pushed two fingers up inside her birth canal. Cleo’s fingers wriggled and squirmed inside her as they were searching for something.

“Wh-what are you doing?” Serena groaned.

“Just making sure that everything’s going according to schedule…Ah yes, there…No problems.”

Cleo extracted her fingers and asked Shiela for some towels. Shiela got them from Wannah and Cleo wiped off her fingers and spread the remainder under Serena’s posterior.

“Wh-What do we do now?” Martin asked.

“Now?” Cleo grinned. “Now we wait.”

As the minutes turned to more than an hour, Harley’s phone calls had nearly filled the living room with well wishers and friends. Binky flopped on the couch and snuggled up to Beuford with a long yawn.

“Is it fuh real this tauhm?” She asked drowsily.

“Miss Cleo seems ta thahnk so,” Beuford said as he draped an arm around Binky.

“Ah certainly hope so,” Binky said. “Ah dun thahnk Ah could take anothah false alahm.”

Out in the kitchen Harley continued making calls to the family friends. He waited patiently for the next fur on his list to pick up.

“H-hello?” came Thomas’ sleepy voice.

“Thomas? This is Harley, Serena’s friend. “She’s having her kittens.”

“Her kittens?” Thomas gasped. “Really?”

“Yeah, that’s right.” Harley said excitedly. “I think it’s happening right now…For real!”

“Sh-she’s not still mad at me is she?”

“I think she has other things on her mind at the moment, Thomas. What happened between you two, anyway?”

“I was just trying to help her home. It was getting cold and, well, in her condition…She got mad at me for trying to help. That got me a little mad and one thing led to another…”

“So you bit each other’s head off.”

“A little…yeah.”

“Well, you just don’t understand her, that’s all,” Harley explained. “Try putting yourself in her paws. She’s always been very independent. Now suddenly no one will let her do anything for herself.”

“Yeah, I guess so…But I only wanted to help.”

“I’m sure she’s not mad. Come on over.”

“I’ll be right over then. See you in a bit.”

Harley hung up and checked off Thomas from the list. He stepped back out into the living room and surveyed the scene. Wannah stood guard on the door to the master bedroom turned delivery room. Joy was alternating between chatting with Binky and impatiently pacing back and forth. Most of the other furs were chatting animatedly amongst themselves, except for Willowmeena, who flitted from one group to another, seemingly unable to contain her boundless enthusiasm and energy.

Harley slipped over to the couch and sat down next to Beuford opposite Binky.

“So how many youngins is Serena expectin’ ta have?” Beuford asked.

“Cleo said four,” Harley answered.

“Quahte a littah,” Beuford grinned. “Four kittens, three pups and two mates…heheh…Ol’ Martin’s gonna be one busy daddy.”

“Ah thahnk he’ll do jus’ fahne,” Binky said.

“Has anyone seen Randy?” Joy asked.

“He’s in with Serena,” Harley said. “He was here when Serena went into labor.”

“Looks like my pussy’s in for a work out the next couple days,” Joy grinned.

“Bet y’all cain’t wait,” Binky grinned. “Why is Randy actin’ so funny lately? Evah since Serena got pregnant.”

“I think he’s got a thing for making fawns,” Joy said on a conspiratorial tone. “Something about mating for real just turns him on something fierce. He knows he’d have to settle down if he really got a ladyfur preggers but the fantasy gets him all worked up.”

“He was saying that ah could join y’all in a three way mating lahke Serena, Monica and Mahtin,” Binky said with a quick, sly glance at Beuford. “Actually it was more lahke an invahte.”

“Now jus’ one minute heah,” Beuford protested.

“Whot?” Binky asked innocently.

“Ah thought…Ah mean…”

Harley, Binky and Joy all grinned as Beuford blushed and sputtered.

“Well…That is…Y’all means y’all’d rathah be mates with Randy and Joy than see me?”

“Whah Beuford!” Binky said with a seductive grin. “Is y’all trahin’ ta say sumthin’?”

Beuford stammered and sputtered. Joy winked at Binky and moved behind the embarrassed hound. She draped her arms over his shoulders and skritched his chest, causing the constable to grin and wag his tail.

“I think he just likes to fuck bunnies,” Joy grinned.

“Oh?” Binky said, tilting her head and pouting. “Is that all?”

“N-no, miss B-Binky,” Beuford stammered. “Ah mean yes…Ah mean there’s more than…”

Joy rubbed the constable’s belly. Beuford whined and his foot began to thump on the floor. The ladyfurs giggled. Harley giggled to until he caught himself giggling.

“Well, as ta th’ mate thing,” Binky said, continuing to pout. “Y’all’s nevah asked me.”

Beuford swallowed hard and tried to keep himself under control as Joy began to lick the back of his neck.

“This Just ain’t faih!” he groused.

“Whot’s not faih, Sugah lump?” Binky asked, leaning back on the couch and thrusting out her ample chest

“This…This heah interrogatin’,” Beuford said almost distractedly. “Questionin’ me while she’s…and you’re…”

“Ah ain’t doin’ nothing,” Binky said innocently.

She leaned toward Beuford and skritched under his chin.

“Would Y’all lahke me to?”

Beuford took Binky by the arms and pulled her against him. Binky giggled and started kissing along his neck. Harley could not believe what she was watching in the middle of a room full of furs during her friend’s delivery of her first kittens.

“Is this really the time for this?” she asked.

The question seemed to snap Beuford back to the here and now. He set Binky back on the couch and cleared his throat.

“Oh yeah. Quahte rahght.”

“Gee, Thanks a heap, Harley,” Joy groused, glaring at the currently female fox.

“What?” Harley said defensively.

“Now ladies, Miss Harley’s rahght. We is heah fuh Miss Serena and huh family.”

“Ah guess she’s rahght, Joy,” Binky agreed reluctantly.

Joy crossed her arms and ‘hmphed’

“Bah th’ way, Miss Harley…Where is y’all’s brothah?”

“Oh! Ummm…H-he had to run an errand,” Harley said quickly. Then to change the subject he called over to Wannah. “Can you hear anything yet, Wannah?”

Wannah laid her ear against the door. She frowned and shook her head.

“Still try push cub out of cubby hole,” Wannah announced.

“Who’d have though it would take so long?” Harley sighed as she leaned back on the couch.

Willomeena plopped down on the couch next to her and grinned her ‘innocent except for the teeth’ grin.

“Bet it seems longer to Serena,” Willow said.

Harley was about to reply when she felt a hand sneak under her rump and deliver a pinch. She leapt up from the couch with a yelp, almost cleared the coffee table and crashed to the floor in a heap. She started to get up but Willowmeena pounced from the couch and pinned her to the floor.

“Hi! I’m Willowmeena! Watching the bunnies play with the constable got Willowmeena all hot and horny! Wanna play with Willowmeena?”

“N-not right now Willowmeena,” Harley said, trying to recover the wits she’d been scared out of. “I need to check on how Serena’s doing.”

“But Willowmeena will make your cunny tingle ever so much!” Willow pleaded with a cute, little girlish pout.

“Not right now!” Harley said as she tried to wriggle out from under the sex crazed wolverine.

Suddenly all activity in the room came to a halt as the sound of a squalling, mewling kitten drifted out of the bedroom.

“One of ‘em’s here!!” Binky squealed.

“Wannah! Is it a boy or a girl?” Harley asked as Willow let him up.

Wannah stuck her head in the bedroom.

“Is boycub or girlcub?” she asked.

“It’s a feisty little female!” Cleo called out loud enough for the assembled guests to hear.

The cheering from the living room brought smiles those in the bedroom as Shiela cleaned up the squirming kitten. She handed the wriggling, mewing bundle to her father who absolutely beamed with pride. He showed the kitten to Serena who smiled weakly as she prepared for the next labor pain. Randy and Monica continued to try and make Serena comfortable and offer encouragement.

“One down, three to go,” Cleo said as she rubbed Serena’s belly.

“But…I’m so exhausted,” Serena panted. “I never thought having a kitten would be so hard!”

“The problem is,” Cleo said. “The other three aren’t going to wait for you to rest first.”

Serena sighed and grimaced as the next pain hit.

“Is she gettin’ ready fuh anothah?” Binky asked as she tried to sneak a look past the big Sabre-toothed door guard.

Wannah nodded and started muttering to herself, memorizing the rituals involved in birthing cubs.

“Spread knees…Breath hard…Crush mate’s hand…Push…”

Harley went over to look out the front window.

“I wonder what could be keeping Thomas?”

He looked out and saw that Thomas was pacing nervously just outside. She opened the door, took the wolf by the hand and dragged him inside.

“What’s the matter?” she asked as she guided him toward the couch.

“Oh…I wasn’t sure…Is it okay for me to come in?”

“Of course it is! She’s about to have her second one.”

As if on cue, a second kitten mewed and cried in the bedroom. Cleo announced the arrival of a boy.

“A girl and a boy!” Harley grinned broadly. “Two down, two to go!”

“A girl and a boy?” Thomas said. “And two more? Wow! No wonder she seemed so heavy the other day!”

Binky was still trying to get a look past Wannah.

“But when do we get ta see ‘em?” she asked impatiently.

“No disturb momma fur until finish making cubs,” Wannah said with a note of finality.

“Awww poo!” Binky frowned, crossing her arms.

During the brief respite there came a knocking at the front door. Harley hurried over to answer it and groan in despair when he found Sylvester outside.

“Who is it?” Binky called.

“Three guesses and the first two don’t count,” Harely said somewhat less than enthusiastically.

Sylvester slithered in, his tail tattling away. As one, the room groaned.

“I was just passing by and I thought I’d share my latest idea to bring morality to this forest of degenerates and reprobates and…Oh! Are you having a party?”

“No,” Harley said. “Serena is having her kittens.”

“Is she?!” Sylvester asked, almost happily before glaring at the roomful of guests. “And I suppose the usual suspects are assembled to get their cheap thrills off the event! I shall simply have to set all of you straight! Good citizens of Rutwell Forest, and I use the term ‘good’ loosely …The event of a birth is a solemn occasion to be treated with respect for the miracle that it is…NOT some cheap thrill to get you offfffURRK!!”

Wannah seized the snake by the throat and brought him up nose to nose with her. The shakes slitted pupils shrank to tiny dots and sweat poured off his head as the snarling tigress stared him down.

“NO…DISTURB…MOMMA-FUR!” Wannah growled.

“No problem!” Sylvester squeaked.

At that moment a third kit squalled and mewed in the bedroom. Wannah tossed Sylvester casually over her shoulder, clear across the room to impact the wall and slide slowly down to the floor. She stuck her head back into the bedroom, her stubby tail wiggling back and forth excitedly.

“Is boycub! Is boycub!” She gushed. “Wannah see boy-thing!”

Cleo handed the mewing kitten to Shiela who cleaned it up and handed it to Monica. Monica cradled the kitten in her arm. She leaned down to show the kitten to Serena but the kitten suddenly wrapped its arms around her breast and latched onto her nipple. Monica’s eyes went wide in surprise and her bill flushed red as the kitten suckled hungrily. Serena chuckled weakly at her mates embarrassment. Monica quickly recovered and settled next to Serena, cooing happily to the little bundle of nursing fur.

“This one suckles just like Martin,” She said.

Martin was mortified as the others laughed. The male kit he held seemed content to sleep cradled in his arm. The feisty female, however, had managed to crawl up and wrap her tiny arms around his neck and refused to be dislodged. Serena trembled a little, feeling more tired than she had ever felt in her life. Randy mopped the sweat from her forehead and encouraged her to hang in there. Shelby had returned to his place in Monica’s nest but stretched to watch as each kitten emerged from Serena in wide eyed fascination. Shiela was in her glory assisting Cleo, grinning ear to ear as she cleaned each kitten before handing it to the parents. Serena panted weakly and prepared for one more kitten.

“You can do it, Serena,” Martin encouraged her. “Only one more.”

“I…I don’t know if I can,” Serena panted.

“Yes you can, my love,” Monica said soothingly. “I know you can.”

Randy tucked Martin’s tail under Serena’s head and rubbed her belly. He smiled lovingly at her as he looked into her eyes, saying all he wanted to say without speaking. Serena smiled warmly back at him and waited for the next pain.

Out in the living room, Binky was taking bets on the sex of the final kitten.

“Ah’m bettin’ fouah weeks wuhth of carrots th’ last one’s a gal,” Binky announced. “Any more takahs?”

Several furs took Binky up on the bet. She scribbled down names in a small notepad then turned to Beuford.

“What do y’all thahnk it’s goin’ ta be, Sugah hound?”

“Whah a big strappin’ boah,” Beuford said confidently.

“Gonna put y’all’s carrots weah y’all’s mouth is?”

“How’s about sumthin’ moah intahrestin’? Say, twenny swats?”

“Done!” Binky said as she scribbled down the wager. “You win, Ah get mah heiny wahmed. Ah win an’ y’all gets me all ta y’sef!”

“Sounds lahke a cain’t lose bet,” Beuford grinned.

The minutes passed. Conversations dropped to hushed whispers and Serena’s groans and panting drifted out of the bedroom. At last, the final kitten’s voice mewed out long and loud. The room broke out in cheers and clapping. Binky hurried over to the bedroom door to find out whether it was a boy or a girl, crouching down to squeeze between Wannah’s legs. She was all smiles when she popped her head back out.

“Ah win!” Binky announced. “It’s a girl! Looks lahke Ah got mah winter supply!”

She sauntered over to Beuford.

“Well, miss Binky,” Beuford said solemnly. “Ah guess y’all can bend ovah the couch.”

“Ah thahnk not,” Binky said with a confident grin. “Ah won the bet.”

“AND y’all’s runnin’ a bookie operation,” Beuford grinned back. “That there’s twenny-fahve swats or twenny-fahve days.”

“Ah thahnk Ah just got screwed,” Binky said, crossing her arms and glaring at the constable.

“Not yet, y’all haven’t,” Beuford said, his grin broadening.

After several minutes the bedroom door opened and Randy and Martin both came out, each carrying two kittens. The crowd started to surge forward until Wannah growled at them to stand back.

Congratulations and questions flowed fast and furious. There was much cooing, ‘ooing’ and ‘awwing’. As proud as Martin looked, Randy seemed just as proud to be showing off the kittens.

“Can I hold one?” Binky asked Martin. “Please?”

“Ummm…Sure…Just be careful.”

Martin tried to hand Binky the female kitten, but she steadfastly refused to be dislodged from his neck. He sighed and handed Binky the male instead. Binky took the kitten and cooed and tickled the kitten under the chin.

“Maybe y’all should call y’all’s momma an’ poppa,” Binky suggested. “An’ tell ‘em they’s grandparents now.”

Martin agreed and tried once more to hand off the female kitten to Binky without success. Defeated, he hurried into the kitchen with the defiant kitten to make the call.

“Ah thahk that one theah’s gonna be a daddy’s girl,” Binky smirked.

“Just like every other lady fur in the forest,” Randy grinned.

“Y’know, Randy,” Binky said seductively as she brushed past him. “Y’all look awully sexy cradling them youngin’s lahke that.”

Randy grinned a silly grin. Binky looked down and noticed Randy’s pouch swelling visibly. She giggled and walked over to where Beuford sat on the couch. She leaned down and showed the sleepy kitten to him.

“Ain’t he jus’ the cutest li’l ol’ thang?” she said.

“He’s jus’ as cute as a li’l ol’ bug,” Beuford grinned.

“Whah dun y’all hold ‘im fuh a li’l bit?” Binky said as she handed the kitten to the constable.

“Oh, Ah couldn’t…Ah mean Ah don’t know… Ah…”

Beuford took the kitten and cradled it awkwardly, looking very embarrassed. Binky giggled and kissed Beuford’s nose.

“Y’all dun hafta be embarrassed,” Binky grinned. “Y’all can be the big ol’ softie with kits Ah know y’all are.”

Beuford relaxed and adjusted his cradling of the kitten, grinning and cooing to it and babbling baby talk to it like and old pro. Binky snuggled up next to him. She felt suddenly very envious of her best friend.

--Continued--