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[i]It was a couple days ago when Geffa, the goddess dean at the magical college of Barksville CC, had a terrifying mating session with mortal mastiff student Randal. The incident led to large amounts of fluids being unleashed but left Randal in a terrified, insane state for the rest of the evening.

He was taken care of by Orphis, a godlike being himself. The old goat helped the troubled Randal but as Orphis saw how tortured Randal had gotten, the goat wondered if Geffa had gone too far.[/i]

"We're supposed to be taking care of the mortals," said Orphis, "Not traumatizing them!"

"Geffa has good intentions deep down," said Eustice. She chuckled and squeezed her eyes. "It's her treatment of [i]individuals[/i] that is a problem."

Orphis and Eustice were setting up a new office in the west wing of the college. The walls were white and the ceiling lights had a bluish color. The room was medium in size and would have made a good place for an office meant for secondary clerical work. Nobody in the administration was sure it would have served a good purpose but they couldn't know unless they experimented.

The old filing cabinets were being taken out. They were full of records and information from the [i]human[/i] world. The staff would have the records burnt so that nobody had to think about the old human world ever again.

With Orphis and Eustice was Joan-- an orange cat girl, 19 years of age. She was dressed in casual clothes along with her eyeglasses, but like always her feet were bare, her toes wiggling on the cool tile floor. Most students would be annoyed by having to work on a Saturday, but being that her master back home was forcing her to walk around the house on all fours, she didn't mind the time away.

Eustice, the seven-foot panda bear lady, wore a spotted overcoat over a blue shirt and a beige skirt-- everything in large size to cover her fatty frame. She was barefoot too, her fatty feet rested on the floor with small folds of fat hanging off. She could pick up and empty filing cabinet with ease. Fuck, she could have picked up a [i]full[/i] filing cabinet with ease. Orphis, although strong, chose to use magic to carry the cabinets. He wore a gray coat with matching pants with a white T-shirt underneath. He had hoof-toes and clacked them on the floor when he walked.

The goat pointed a finger at the cabinet and the metal construct creaked as it lifted off the ground. He walked with it, careful not to harm anyway or anything, out the door into the hall. In the hall, there was a small wagon waiting. Eustice had placed a cabinet there already.

Orphis, using his magical levitation, lowered the cabinet gently into the wagon. It landed with a clunk.

He wiped his hands of dust, but sighed when he thought of Geffa and what she did to Randal. "She needs to change her ways."

"Did you want me to talk to her?" asked Eustice.

"No, I will," said Orphis.

Joan felt awkward overhearing the drama between the godlike faculty of the college. She was a former human (tailless unlike her goat and panda acquaintance) and had only been a cat for a three weeks. All of the god-talk went over her head or made her worry. Still, she felt weird being silent through the whole conversation.

"Are you guys talking about what the dean did in the gym?" asked Joan.

Orphis flashed a stern look over at the cat. "Pay this no mind, student. This is a matter for the faculty."

"Pay it no mind?" said Joan. "I heard the roars shook the whole building! Everybody's talking about it!" She twined her hands and popped a foot. "I'd [i]love[/i] to have sex like that!"

Orphis sighed. If only mortals knew. He was annoyed by Joan's ignorance but collected himself and postured like a gentleman. "It sounds tempting but it comes with the drawback of damaging your cognitive abilities. The young man who had terror-sex with the dean spent the rest of the evening peeing his pants!"

Joan thought for a moment. "I could live with that."

Orphis chucked his eyes to the back of his head. On the one hand, Joan had a point. On the other hand, he wanted to take Joan's shirt over her head.

Geffa was roaming the halls that Saturday, carrying that same scowl that she had maintained for a week now. The dragon lady had expected the college to be fully operational and stocked within a month but the end of the month was approaching and the college still had construction to be done and it was lacking many supplies.

What a frustration it was! The goddess was hitting the limit of her power and domain. She could have magicked in all the supplies she needed but she didn't want the faculty and community to get too used to her powers and think they could rely on them-- they had to learn to be self-sufficient.

The dean was dressed in her normal dean's outfit: a business suit; white with yellow trim on the edges to contrast with the dragon's black scales. It was low-cut so that Geffa's very prominent, round, and firm cleavage was on display. Her wings folded behind her like a cape. Barefoot. She walked down the hall on bare, clawed feet.

Geffa stopped at a notice board and looked at all the flyers. There was a band performance scheduled for the end of next month and not a single music room or studio had even been completed! How many students had even gotten their clawed [i]hands[/i] on an instrument since the school re-opened? Not enough, Geffa thought.

She tapped her clawed feet on the floor and pinched the bridge of her snout, frustrated.

Marv appeared. The young boy was still living as a face in the wall, his visage forming out of the white plaster beside the notice board. He looked over at the dragon dean and said, "Dean Geffa. The shipment of rafters has arrived."

Geffa sighed. "Finally! Tell the crew to bring them to the western field around the gardens. We'll set up the bandstand later."

Marv curled a brow. "You mean the [i]entire[/i] bandstand? The main platforms haven't arrived yet."

Geffa cocked her eyes. "If it's not one thing it's another." She sighed. "I'm going to tear my nonexistent hair out of my skull before the performance next week."

Marv snerked. "You think we're going to be ready by [i]next week[/i]?"

Geffa glared, and Marv knew he was in for it. He stumbled his words trying to apologize but before he could get a syllable out, Geffa had her hands around his face, her eyes burned like lava, and she [i]ROARED[/i] at the wall visage! She roared loud and her tone was otherworldy! Her snout snarled and her teeth flashed out at Marv!

But she didn't just roar, but spiced up the fright with a bit of her godly essence. She let her existent shell break a little bit so that her being seeped out into the real world. Mortal minds such as Marv's were not equipped to deal with such eldritch properties, and his mind was attacked by Geffa's aura!

Marv screamed. His pupils turned to pinpoints and the wall-face let out a horrified shriek. Not just one, but a series of them as Geffa's essence crept into his mind and assaulted him with terrors he had never known. His brain collapsed in pure horror as his screaming failed and he was too scared to utter a word.

Marv was a magical being that existed within the structure of the college, and thus, had no pants to piss in. But being a wall-face, he had his magical nerves tied to the building's innards so in that state of absolute fright, Marv pissed himself. In the basement below, the pipes burst, spraying water all over the concrete floor and walls. Someone would have to mop up later.

Geffa stopped roaring and leaned up from Marv. Marv shivered and looked around in a panic. He grimaced at Geffa. "Why... muh-mad?"

The scare had assault Marv's intelligence directly, and the young man's mind had its functionality cut, operating at 30% power. Marv didn't know where he was aside from being inside the school.

He looked like he needed a minute so Geffa left Marv alone and walked off. Marv looked around, unsure what to do or where he was needed-- so stupid he had forgotten how to move around the building.

"Whuh, whaaaa?" he asked himself.

Students passed by but made the dumbed-down wall figure no mind.

Orphis spent his break in his office. Alegria, the flabby and tailless elephant, came by and the two zoomans rolled out the Murphy bed and had a nice session of lovemaking. The bed must have been made out of something sturdy because the thing was able to hold an elephant and goat porking like Adam and Eve. After a half-dozen bleats and a few trumpets, the two were satisfied and got their clothes back on, ready to continue their day.

Alegria pushed the Murphy bed back into the wall, and the two got their clothes back on.

The goat buttoned up his coat. "I'm going to speak to Geffa about her treatment of mortals."

Alegria bunched up her hands, and gave Orphis a nervous look. "Are you sure that's a good idea? She's pretty frightening."

Orphis patted Alegria's wide wrist and grinned. "Do not worry, Alegria. I am a demi-god, as you know. We can handle a lot more godly terror than you"-- he cleared his throat-- "humble mortals."

"Ooookkkk..." said Alegria, unsure if Orphis was telling the truth.

They shut off the lights and left the room. Out into the hall, they parted ways after a kiss. Orphis went down one side of the hall, Alegria went down the other. Orphis had to find Geffa and sensed her on the floor below. He went down the stairs and sharpened his sensory abilities to track her down. He sensed that she was over at the student office.

Orphis walked over that way. He walked down a hall, turned a corner and then walked down another to the student office. The waiting room for the student office had a fully windowed door and windowed wall, although the door was open. Orphis walked in.

There was a Saluki woman manning the main desk-- tailless. She had an assistant: a velociraptor lady. The raptor was no former human and had a tail swinging out the back of her. She had a cup of coffee in hand.

Geffa was in the door frame to the vice dean's office.

"Geffa," said Orphis, "could we talk?"

Geffa looked up. "I suppose. Will it take long?"

"I don't think so." Orphis looked at the two office assistants. "Could we talk privately?"

Geffa looked inside the vice dean's office. It was tidy and empty. The two could talk in there. She waved over the goat. "Come inside."

Orphis smiled at the office crew, they gave him smiles back, and the goat walked over to the vice dean's room. Shutting the door behind him, he looked around the vice dean's office. Orphis was up for the vice dean position a week back but lost it to someone else. The office was much smaller than his upstairs and had no windows although Orphis appreciated the coziness. The walls were fortified with bookshelves and there wasn't a lot of space for seats. There were only two chairs around the room aside from the one behind the vice's desk.

"What is this about?" asked Geffa.

"It is about how you treat mortals," said Orphis.

Geffa flared her nostrils and crossed her arms. Just like that, she went from indifference to indignation. "And [i]how[/i] have I been treating the mortals?"

Orphis rubbed his wrist. "It could be better...!" He sighed and rubbed his neck. "You really did a number of that Randal child."

Geffa clutched the top of her chair, her claws digging into the leather. She fumed but then relaxed herself, and grinned. Calming her shoulders and standing up straight, she said, "Yes, I did 'do a number' on him. I gave him sex he had never known before! It was remarkable."

Orphis shot a finger at Geffa. "You took advantage of him. He was a wreck afterwards."

"[i]Why of course he was![/i]" said Geffa, strutting around the chair. "I wanted to take it up a notch and let the poor pup have a taste of [i]advanced[/i] physical love."

"You did it for you," said Orphis, "You treat them like vermin."

"Of course I do!" said Geffa, "That's what they are!" She huffed smoke and clenched her jaw. "And are you any different? You've treated several mortals like rodents running the halls."

Geffa had a point. Orphis wasn't much better when it came to treating mortals like people. But how could he? Even the thought of it made him disgusted. Treating mortals equal to Orphis and his kin? Absurd.

Still, there was something perverse about how Geffa treated them. Orphis sterned his voice. "I wouldn't lie to the mastiff like the way you did. You threatened do destroy him if he mentioned the sex he had with you, something that you wouldn't do a great job of hiding!"

Geffa walked to a dresser and leaned over, holding herself up on the edge. She sighed. "I am not going to be criticized for my abilities as a dean because of one pathetic dog."

Orphis leaned a wrist on his waist and rolled his eyes. "If he's so pathetic, how come he makes you so fragrant people can smell your [i]desire[/i] from the other side of the campus?"

That did it. Geffa's eyes with open with the rage of a volcano. She turned to Orphis and glared. Orphis was an ascendant being and wouldn't usually be scared by any look. Geffa's eyes though were sharper than razor blades. He was startled, though, not scared.

Geffa hung out her arms and clenched her fists. She extended her wings out and roared at the goat. He was a little scared but nothing he wouldn't shake off after a few seconds.

But then the dragon unleashed her essence. The otherworldly essence that Geffa was made from-- her true self. The aura moved towards Orphis and took his body.

Orphis was unaffected, though. He let out a small laugh. "Please, Geffa. I'm a demi-god."

So Geffa turned up the heat. She let more of her essence out, surpassing Orphis' spiritual blockades. Fear came over Orphis like a tsunami crashing into a sand castle. His eyes blasted open and he fell to his knees. He screamed! He screamed in a high pitch like a little girl.

His teeth chattered and his brow faulted. His jaw zig-zagged like his muscles didn't know what to do and everyone was getting a different order. His arms dropped and his ears folded back. A glistening came over his eyes. The goat screamed.

The goat's bladder flushed. His penis sprayed a blazing burst of urine like a fire hose poked a leak. He drowned his pants and underwear, wetness taking his crotch and going down his legs in a second. It rained from his crotch and seeped through his pants, forming a puddle underneath. The pee pooled between his legs and spread out all over the floor.

His butthole thought it was a good idea to dump all of his waste. His tail snapped up and goat feces poured out like a tub of cookie dough batter. There was rampant squelching and tooting that was overwhelmed by the goat's girly screams and his underwear was barraged with a series of bowel movements. His ass bundled up and his pants blew out with a cloud of odor.

The poo was too much for the underpants so the crap broke out the openings around Orphis' furry legs and traveled down his pants, bunching along the legs like his legs ballooned.

Geffa reined in her terrorizing aura. Orphis stopped screaming and shook his head. His breaths were strained. He blinked and looked down at himself. Grimacing and shivering, he took a hand to his pants and pulled out the fabric around his thigh. "You made me p-pee my pants!"

Geffa leaned over to get a look at Orphis' behind. It was like he stashed a wedding cake in his drawers. The odor was thicker than oxygen. Geffa returned upright. "You did more than that."

Orphis tried to get up off his knees but he would look up at Geffa glaring down at him and lose all his nerve.

Geffa liked seeing Orphis so terrified. The pitiful demi-god wasn't so proud after all with his pants soaked with his own urine. Geffa wasn't finished though.

She stepped forward.

Orphis knew something was in store. His teeth chattered. "W-what now?"

Geffa raised her hand up and just as Orphis was about to say anything to stop Geffa, Orphis was gone. His body dematerialized and his clothes fell to the ground in a bundle, any unpissed fabric soaking into the puddle of the ground and the package of feces making a mound out of them.

Orphis' being transmutated into glowing magical energy and floated up to Geffa's palm. It shone with a brilliant light as it tangled around Geffa's wrist, when up to her arm and then dove down into Geffa's stomach. It pushed through her clothes and entered her body. As it roped into her form, her belly pushed out until she had a round and prominent baby bump coming off of her, her clothes reshaping just enough to fit the change.

On the inside was Orphis. Little baby Orphis, an unborn goat child asleep inside his mother's womb-- connected by the umbilical chord.

Geffa patted her motherly mound. "Now you're a baby, you insolent troublemaker!"

Ignoring the nasty bit of soiled clothes, Geffa walked to the door. She opened it up and left the office. There was happenstance in the waiting room, though, evidenced by the quiet gibbering of two ladies. Both the Saluki woman and the velociraptor woman were in a state. They were standing upright, staring into space, while gibbering to themselves with a wild unnoticing gaze. They drooled on themselves.

It seemed like Geffa's aura had broken through the walls and touched both ladies, assaulting their brains with primal horror.

The raptor lady had dropped her coffee on the floor, a pool of coffee spread underneath the table. Both of them had completely evacuated themselves. Their skirts had big wet stains and both had pooped their panties so thoroughly that the articles had slid down their legs and onto the floor where the underwear rested in the very pools of urine they creator. The raptor lady had filled those underpants with a hefty load of crap that broke free of the panties and spread out on the floor between her reptile feet but the Saluki woman was no slouch, having let out some thick logs that could make a bison jealous and weighty enough to drag her panties to the floor.

Geffa ignored the brain scrambled staff and walked out of the student office into the halls, getting a good whiff of both ladies loads before leaving.

"Someone needs to start wearing perfume around here!" said Geffa.

She left. The two ladies continued to stare into space and gibber like idiots.

Geffa walked through the halls, big pregnant belly hovering in front of her. Some people noticed the belly but it was only the staff that saw Geffa regularly who recognized how odd it was for Geffa to suddenly be pregnant. Geffa intimidated them all and no one was willing to ask about it. Also, it was a Saturday and weird things happened on Saturday.

The basement to the college was what needed the most work, structurally. Geffa couldn't see them getting that [i]second[/i] basement anytime soon but one problem before another. She went to the stairwell and held her belly as she walked down into the school's basement.

There were lots of concrete halls and pipes overhead. One of the first things they had to fix is to make the basement more accessible for the school's extra-tall persons. Geffa had teachers on her staff that were taller than the basement's ceiling let alone the pipes that hung from it. Geffa herself worried about her dragon horns scraping on something hanging from above.

Geffa passed by a hall where two workers were mopping down what looked like a huge spill from a pipe leaking. The dragon went down another hall where there was construction noises. Shouting, metal clanks, the works. As she got close to the noise, there was the sight of work being done all over the hallway. Dirt was all over the floor, chunks of concrete were strewn all over the place.

The dean turned the corner and the crew was working on digging into the floor. A concrete wall had been knocked down and the floor had been broken through. There were two wheelbarrows full of concrete chunks.

The crew was an assorted bunch. There was the zooman Xulin-- a stern komodo dragon. He was from Geffa's home realm, indicated by his large lizard tail swinging out behind him. If Geffa wasn't worried about hitting her horns on the pipes, Davies looked like he had it worse with his nearly seven-foot stature reaching up to the lowest pipes in the hall.

There were also a few crewmen hanging on the outside of the pit. Both of them were beavers, feral-shaped in fact. They were dressed in construction crew aside from a much appreciated lack of any footwear, letting those beaver feet out in the open.

A majority of the crew were the moles. Lead by their professor Lando, a class of students had been turned into moles-- feral shaped ones. They were vain humans at heart so they still wore their clothes which had been reshaped in the transformation to fit their rodent forms.

The moles had to be organized to dig well but when they lined up and used their little claws to rummage through the dirt, the excavation went well. Rows of dirt broke down under a wave of mole digging.

"How's the digging going?" asked Geffa, watching the ground to make sure that her bare dragon feet only settled on dirt and not chunks of concrete.

One of the beaver supervisors waved up at her. "It's going good. We should have the top five feet of dirt removed by the end of the day."

One of the moles-- a student wearing a T-shirt and cargo pants-- walked up to the edge of the pit where Geffa stood. He looked up and asked, "Why do you go us to work on Saturdays? We should be able to enjoy the weekend."

Geffa didn't have a lot of patience for such insolence, but she shrugged off the whining. She had terrorized enough people that afternoon. "Classes rarely go over four hours and most weekdays are not in session. Quit complaining!"

Lando, glasses a beard beneath his rodent chin, noticed that Geffa was pregnant, but was too scared to say anything. Xulin, a denizen of the other world and familiar to Geffa, noticed the baby bump too. He dropped the clipboard and walked over to the dragon dean.

Xulin spoke. "Uh... dean? What's with uh..." He rolled a finger at her belly.

Geffa put a hand at her side and tilted her head. "What's with what? Quit gawking and form a sentence."

The beaver supervisor gestured at Geffa's stomach. "I think Xulin means your belly there. Are you expecting?"

"No, I'm putting on weight," said Geffa. There was a moment where the beaver felt like he had committed a great insult to the powerful dragon dean but then Geffa continued: "I'm pregnant."

The mole students stopped digging and walked over to where everyone was talking to listen in on the conversation.

"Really!" said Xulin, "Who's the lucky seed-giver?"

"No one," said Geffa. "Orphis was being insolent so I"-- she patted her round-- "turned him into my baby as punishment."

Every one was stunned except for one of the mole students that remarked: "[i]Wow...[/i]"

"Uhhh..." The beaver had no idea how to respond to that. It was a cold reminder that the god-people of the college had incredible and frightening power. Nobody wanted to cross Geffa.

Geffa looked around and noticed that several students had wet spots on their pants and garments. There were smalled wet spots on the dirt.

The dragon deaned leaned a hand into her head. "And what are all these accidents for?"

A girl mole in a dirty pink shirt and a peed pair of pants stepped forward, holding her hands shyly. "We've just been going in our pants. We're moles so it... seems right."

Geffa shook her head. "I have a bunch of toddlers for a work crew."

Lando took the girl's shoulders and smiled at Geffa. "It's not a big deal. This place is going to be cleaned up anyway. Besides... it"-- Lando hunched forward and let go, a wet stain appearing on his crotch. He let it flow and drip onto ground, making a puddle. The mole professor wiggled his tail; he also took a poop into his underwear-- "saves time in bathroom breaks."

Geffa sighed and rolled her eyes upward. "Whenever humans are freed of any kind of social manner they turn into the most disgusting animals imaginable."

"Deeeeean," said a voice coming down the corridor.

It got close and sharpened as Priscilla flew around the corner. The three foot feral dragon had arrived! With blinding speed and master precision, the dragon perched on a small rollable table resting outside the pit. The dragon was wearing a feral-shaped suit of red color with a tie.

"Priscilla!" said Geffa. Priscilla was not likely to be a disgusting embarrassment. "How goes the stock?"

Priscilla smiled. "It goes well! We have almost all the clothes we need and--" She noticed the baby bump. She smiled slyly, "[i]Geffa[/i]! What is [i]this?[/i] Who are you punishing now?"

"Orphis," said Geffa, with a proud smile.

"O-Orphis?" said Priscilla. Orphis was Priscilla's best friend at the college. What could have Geffa been doing to him? She dared not ask but she had to. "Are you teasing him with a baby or something?"

"This child isn't [i]his[/i], Priscilla," said Geffa, "This [i]is[/i] him!"

Priscilla face dropped and her eyes popped like bubblegum. "Wh-what? But... but he's a demi-god! He can't do that him!"

Geffa gloated. "Can't I?" She slapped her belly. "Looks like I did."

Priscilla shivered. "Hey, dean... you gotta turn him back."

"I don't have to do no such thing," said Geffa. "If I want one of my staffers to be a baby, then they're a [i]baby![/i]"

Priscilla was horrified, dropping her snout and quivering in place. After a few seconds, a wetness developed on her pants and dripped down onto the cart she had perched on, urine dripped down the grate. She sniffled and turned her head in disgust. Opening her wings up, she took off, leaving Geffa without a word.

Geffa steamed. Everyone was silent. Geffa turned to all of them, saw their stillness, then barked, "Get back to work, you disgusting beasts!"

Everyone moved. Geffa walked out of there, angry at how disgusted people were with her.

Geffa went back up to the ground floor and found a water fountain to clean her feet. Walking around on dirt sure dusted them up. She slapped some water on them then breathed a bit of fire to dry them up instantly. She stretched out the right one, fanning out her toes and extending her claws. It was looking perfect!

On her way back to the office, there was Eustice waiting for Geffa in the halls, standing by a door to one of the supply closets. Eustice had [i]that[/i] look on her face. It was the soft look of her eyes but the tense pressure of her hands together that Geffa knew Eustice had to talk about something important.

Geffa sighed and walked up to her panda friend. "What is it?"

"I've heard that you've been quite rough with the Randal child," said Eustice.

Geffa tucked her hands to her side and let out her wings a little. Was she going to have to hear about from [i]everyone[/i]? Unfortunately for Geffa, Eustice outranked her so the dragon had to listen to the panda. Geffa got defensive, though, and strained her voice. "Yes... What about it?"

"Don't you..." Eustice stopped herself, stepped close and put a hand on Geffa's shoulder. "Don't you think you have been inappropriate with the lovely dog? You scared him half to death! And apparently you've been threatening him, too..."

Geffa sighed. Eustice's sincerity and kindheartedness was hard to ignore. Geffa scraped her feet on the floor, claws gliding along the tiles. "I wasn't seriously going to do anything to him..."

"I think you must set the record straight with Randal," said Eustice. "Tell him the truth and"-- Eustice stopped and noticed Geffa's belly bump. The panda herself played with pregnancy a lot so she had trouble noticing it, but once she saw it she had to tilt her head. "And who is this?"

"Orphis," said Geffa.

Eustice swooned her eyes. "Tell me you didn't, Geffa."

"He's fine," said Geffa, patting her belly. "I just put him on a time out."

Eustice gave the dragon dean a stern look. "How could you, Geffa?"

Geffa cocked a brow. "You're one to talk, Eustice. How often do you go babifying people or re-mothering them?"

Eustice froze. Geffa had a point. It was only a week ago that Eustice turned a whole household of college-aged roommates into babies. But Eustice loved babies! She did it out of love. Geffa did not re-mother Orphis out of love.

Eustice gestured at Geffa's belly. "Let him out of there, immediately!"

Geffa sighed and looked around. Was she going to have to do it [i]there[/i]? In the halls? Geffa took off her skirt and tossed it on the floor with a clank of her belt buckle. "Could you help me with this?"

"Of course," said

Geffa's panties, featuring a roaring dragon's face on the front, came down and the dean was bareass in the middle of the hallway. For a dean that obsessed about properness, she sure spent a lot of time being naked in the halls of her college.

She sat on the ground and spread out her legs. She willed it so her water broke and covered the floor in front of her and she felt the baby coming. Eustice took Geffa's side and labor got underway.

"Joan!" called Eustice.

"Yeah?" said Joan as she walked out of the door and saw Geffa on the ground with her pants off. The cat blinked. "Uh...?"

"Come here, Joan," said Eustice. "I need your help delivering this baby."

Joan took a few steps back in the doorway. "B-baby!? I... I can't do"--

"Get over here now!" said Geffa, her breath strained by the physical intensity of going into labor. It wasn't too much strain, though. Geffa was a god and had countless children before. Letting out another one wasn't going to be very painful.

Joan walked over, looking like she had seen a ghost. She knelt before Geffa, getting a look at the dragon's vagina. A baby was about to come out of there. Joan tightened her legs up together so she wouldn't piss herself.

"Push Geffa," said Eustice.

"I know, I know...!" said Geffa, waving a hand like she was trying to get an annoying friend out of her face. She put her hands on the ground and tense up, moaning as she forced her body to release the child.

Joan saw a blue head break out of Geffa's slit and froze. She didn't know what to do.

Geffa growled. "Just take the head and gently"-- she twitched, some pain going up the bottom of her spine-- "gently escort it out of the vagina."

Joan's hands trembled as she reached at the dean's vagina. She bit her lip and folded her brow down so hard it hurt. She gave out a quiet yelp as she stuck her hands into the folds, the lips of Geffa's vulva stretched around Joan's fingers. A bunch of liquid was squeezed out of Geffa's womb as Joan reached deep into her dean's baby machine. Joan's knuckles rubbed up against the firm walls of Geffa's vagina. Joan shivered. It was a different thing when it was someone [i]else's[/i] vagina.

She grabbed onto the body of the child, unsure how hard or soft her grip was supposed to be. She didn't have to use much force to get the child to move towards the exit, though. Joan was gentle and the child's head ejected from Geffa's ring, the baby's ears flopping out. Joan took a glance up at Geffa and Geffa's expression had all the discomfort of someone ripping off a band-aid.

Eyes back down on the child, Joan pulled the child out, liquid dripping onto the floor and making a small puddle. As the baby's legs exited Geffa's body, he blinked his eyes. Baby Orphis looked at Joan and the cat didn't know what to do. His eyes and expression seemed intelligent and refined.

As Joan calmed down she noticed a wetness in her pants. She glanced down and sighed when she was that her crotch had a soaked stain all around it. There was a bit of a puddle around her knees too. She grimaced and did her best to ignore it while she finished off delivering the baby, but she knew it would be a deal in a couple minutes.

An umbilical cord extended out of Geffa's hole.

"Let me help you with that," said Eustice.

The panda reached over, took the cord, pressed it down with her big, fatty fingers, and snapped it off. She dropped the cord on the ground.

Joan held the baby. He was a baby goat boy with a tiny tail coming out behind him. Blue fur. It was weird seeing baby zoomans. Joan had seen zooman children, but not a newborn. How many zoomans had given birth in the last month since the god-folk took over the neighborhood, Joan wondered.

Orphis, his vision blurry but sharpening, looked around for Geffa. When the baby goat spotted the dragon, he became irritated. Orphis flailed in Joan's arms, squeaking intelligible syllables and reaching at Geffa like those tiny arms could do anything.

Geffa yanked out the chord from her vagina and looked at the mess on the floor. Slime all around. The bottom of Geffa's coat got wet from the birth juices.

The dragon spotted the wet spot on Joan's pants. She sighed. "You soiled yourself, child."

Holding Orphis with one arm, Joan reached down and pinched at her pants. "I... I was really freaked out."

Geffa crossed her arms. "Please! It was as intense as tossing a horseshoe!" She pinched at the back of her coat. It was a little damp and discolored. "That being said... I require a refresh of wardrobe myself."

Orphis continued to squirm in Joan's arms. He had something to say to Geffa, but hadn't the teeth or a fully developed mouth to say it.

Eustice looked at the baby goat. She frowned. "Are you going to...?"

Geffa moaned. She pointed a finger at the baby and fired a bolt of magic at him. He began to grow, soon too big for Joan's arms so the cat dropped him on the floor as the baby goat grew into child to teen to an adult into an older man, reclaiming the wise old look that he once had.

Orphis looked at himself. Was he back to his old self? On first glance it seemed so but the goat checked himself as he sat on the floor in the complete buff. His dick rested on the tiles like a dog rest its head. It was a large cock and Joan got a look but didn't know what to feel about the piece of impressive manhood being that the owner of it was the goat baby she had birthed just twelve seconds ago.

"I can't believe you did that!" said Orphis, voice back to normal.

Geffa stood up and brushed off her sleeves. "Next time, do not cross me, Orphis."

Orphis got up and checked his body. His long goat tail seemed alright. He weighed his sac and penis with his hand. "I think this thing came back smaller."

"Oh don't worry!" said Geffa, "You have plenty of size for [i]two[/i] goats!"

Eustice stood up and Joan got up with her. The cat pinched at her pants again. She looked around, embarrassed and hoping nobody else would see her with her accident.

"I guess I'm not the only one who needs new pants," said Orphis.

"Does that supply room have underwear and pants?" asked Joan, looking over at the supply closet she was working in. "I need a change."

Eustice stared at the cat girl. She looked so helpless and frightened with her *urinated pants. Such a little baby. It made the panda's heart beat! Eustice always liked to see the infantility in all the precious mortals.

"Maybe you should stay in the nude for the remainder of the workday," said Geffa. "As punishment for crossing me."

Orphis stammered. "Why did you do that? Re-birthing me!? You're officially my mother now, Geffa. I hope you keep that in mind if you ever want to do [i]things[/i] again!"

Geffa sighed. "You weren't even in my womb for an hour. I am hardly your mother." The dragon picked up her panties thinking about sliding them back on but voting against it as her legs were covered in gunk. She held them on her arm as did she hold the skirt. The dragon dean didn't want to wait for her coat to dry so she walked off to her office to get some fresh duds. Orphis had new clothes in his office and walked off to get some fresh pants.

The panda and cat were left alone.

Joan looked down at her pants and chuckled. "Guess I'm a real baby, huh?"

Eustice's eyes lit up. There was that word. [i]'Baby'[/i]. Eustice chewed her lip and folded her big bear feet on the ground but she couldn't help herself.

When the panda took Joan's shoulders, the cat was sure that Eustice was going to magic away the pee in her pants, but Eustice had different plans. The panda smiled, looked deep into Joan's precious eyes... and then Joan was gone.

Her clothes collapsed to the floor in a bundle and a lingering mystical energy floated in the air. It traveled down Eustice's fat arms and went down into her belly. The panda already had a good hang of fat out in front of her but when that energy twirled into her body, a bulge pushed out of her tummy-- firm and round.

Eustice was expecting.

The panda patted her new belly. "Yes you are, child."

Joan couldn't respond. Being an 8-month fetus inside Eustice's womb-- umbilical connecting the cat to her mother's life-- she didn't have a lot to say.

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