Dolphin's Haul (Art+Story)
#1 of Preg Stuff
Blurb:
When all one has wanted for years is to be transformed into a woman capable of maternity, it's easy to get a little hasty in asking for more.Credits:
Commissioner: dolphinsanity
Art by: Ty, FA: banana-of-doom
Story author: dolphinsanity
See also: Ty's posting on FA!Dolphin's Comment:
Ty has done a lovely job portraying the 'phin as I imagined her! I love the way the tension in the belly turned out, along with the expressiveness and sounds from the character. I imagine that she will get through this and will be quite the excited mother 'phin... after these next high-intensity hours.
Enjoy!
Being physically transformed into her desired gender had been such a rush on its own... but in her excitement, perhaps she had gotten ahead of herself in how eagerly she wished for the blessings of motherhood to go along with it. In particular, she considered that maybe she shouldn't have asked Enchantressor Armanti to make her as fertile as possible on the night that her husband seeded her.
Or maybe she should have asked for that anyway. It was hard to be sure within the hormonal fog that now drifted through her mind like the pre-dawn mist over the coastal waters by her home.
The sand of her estate's private beach felt good in supporting her as she lay on her back, stroking and massaging at her belly, which had grown increasingly ample during these few days since the enchantment.
Within her, the little ones were moving. Ones. More than one, which was quite rare among her kind. More than twins, even, which was almost unheard of. One of her magic-using friends had performed a scanning spell which suggested there were four... the mother-to-be had sworn it must be more than that, but as this was her first time being with child, her frame of reference was limited.
She only knew fullness: a bigness that sought to expand her into every inch of space that her stretching belly could aspire to occupy.
The little ones had made her appetite their mouthpiece to the world, and she had kept her household's servants busy with no end of preparing meals. The servants had asked how she could even digest it all, but she assured them it was better not to argue. Such was their growth, so ravenous and unstoppable as it was!
Borne up in size by the nutrients of dozens of devoured fishes and tropical fruits, they had increased to this point over a mere three days, and she herself didn't look any less healthy for it, albeit quite front-heavy in her movements and unaccustomed to hauling this maternal catch.
A gurgling within her made her pause and take a deep breath. Presently, they kicked faster, their little tails thrashing within her, and her belly felt tighter and fuller than ever. Pangs of discomfort mixed with pleasure shot through her, and she massaged her glowing size while considering what to do. When they got especially active like this, it always teased her senses.
She did not want to have to ask the servants to come help her up again, but she did not know if she could rise again like this. She also wasn't certain that the little ones weren't on the verge of swimming their way right out of her. Perhaps they would work their way out to greet the morning sun and tide.
When the first contractions hit her like thunderbolts, she knew it wouldn't be long now.