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Amenii could feel them moving inside her, writhing like snakes through her taught belly.

Running her hand to cradle her mass, her heart skipped, they were hers, and her body was responding, flooding her mind with a cocktail of chemicals to tell her that growth within her was a good thing.

A natural part of her life.

Natural.

Her mother had never spoken of what child birth was like, though Amenii had heard stories. Bunnies who had delivered up to twelve kits in one birthing, she had never said anything, but deep down the thought horrified her.

As though sensing her agitation, the creatures within her began to stir with greater vigor, pushing against her swollen belly.

Crying out she collapsed, clutching her stomach and breathed raggedly.

She was not ready for this. Not here. Not like this.

A sharp hiss echoed behind her, it’s owner appeared a moment later. It’s black bulbous head held high with teeth beard. The Alien scanned the room, looking for any intruder, seeing nothing it turned its attention to Amenii.
Still kneeling on the floor, she turned her head, willing the monster to go away. Instead it loomed closer to her rubbing the crest of its head against her chest in a gesture Amenii could only guess at.

‘Go away.’ she spoke weakly.
The creature stared at her, it’s nonexistent eyes fixated on her belly.
‘I said – Go. Away!’ Amenii put greater emphasis on the words this time and the creature recoiled. She had learned they were semi-sentient, and though they could not understand her words, they knew when she was upset.
Dropping its head, the black figure retreated to the shadows and vanished up the nearest wall into the rafters above.
Amenii knew it was still watching her, and that there was another nearby that she could not see, probably hiding in the shadows too. Like faithful guard dogs, they never left her alone.
With her captors absent she slid herself back to the wall, the cool metal plating was caked in grime and excrement from the creatures, but it was still a comfort to touch. The smooth surface fit her body like an ergonomic chair, cupping her back and freeing her shoulders.
It had been made for her.
Everything about the room she was in was smooth, all sharp edges had been covered, rounded, or dragged off leaving Amenii a barren but comfortable prison. She had learned early on that the Aliens would not let any harm come to her, or for her to try to bring harm to herself.
After her first attempt, they had cemented her to the wall, and only after several days of wailing and refusing to eat had they finally decided to release her.
Letting her head drop back, Amenii closed her eyes, help was coming.
She just hoped it would not be too late.
A sharp pain rippled thought her body causing her to scream involuntary as a series of spasmodic contractions hit her. In a heartbeat her protectors were beside her, dropping from the unseen darkness above.
Screaming again, pain wreaked her body as the contractions came again.
Drawing in a frantic breath, Amenii braced herself.

“Amenii!” A voice, she knew that voice. But could not see anyone with her. “Amenii!” it repeated with growing urgency.
And then her world exploded.
“Amenii!” Nera was shaking her, and for a moment she was lost between both worlds, unsure where she was. “Amenii! Wake up!”
The world solidified, she was in a circular bed, surrounded by plush cushions, Nera was next to her, shaking her violently.
“Ah! Stop! I-I’m awake! Stop!”

Nera’s face was contorted, her features scrunched in with concern. “You were screaming. Are you all right?”

Looking down Amenii ran a hand over her belly. Even in the dim light she could see there was no bulge, not twisting snakes ballooning her out towards bursting. Yet when she ran her hand over her stomach, she could still feel the phantom contractions of child birth.
“I’m fine.” Was all she could manage. The cramps had come on earlier that morning, but had all but faded throughout the day, only now to return. Looking up into Nera’s glowing eyes she could see the signs. “I’m fine. I promise.”
Without bidding, Nera scooped her up and pulled her deep into her bosom. “You’re a terrible liar.” She muttered before Amenii could protest.
She briefly considered rebelling, and forcing her way out of Nera’s grasp, she knew that if she pushed Nera would not hold her. The thought passed quickly.
There was no safer place in the world than to be buried in Nera’s breasts. Her long fur was soft, and the warmth coupled with Nera’s steady breathing made Amenii feel like she was pillowed between twin water beds.

Nuzzling her face into Nera’s fur, she inhaled deeply.

Nera’s sent was always a comfort to her, she smelled like baked sunlight, with a hint of some exotic spice that lingered at the edge of her perception.

She smelled like safety.

Comfort.

Home.
Slowly, Amenii’s abdominals relaxed and the cramping faded.

Before sleep took her, Amenii promised herself, she was going to buy a pregnancy test.

Next:Not Now...
Previously: Aliens Vs. Zootopia P. 3

Description

Amenii could feel them moving inside her, writhing like snakes through her taught belly.

Running her hand to cradle her mass, her heart skipped, they were hers, and her body was responding, flooding her mind with a cocktail of chemicals to tell her that growth within her was a good thing.

A natural part of her life.

Natural.

Her mother had never spoken of what child birth was like, though Amenii had heard stories. Bunnies who had delivered up to twelve kits in one birthing, she had never said anything, but deep down the thought horrified her.

As though sensing her agitation, the creatures within her began to stir with greater vigor, pushing against her swollen belly.

Crying out she collapsed, clutching her stomach and breathed raggedly.

She was not ready for this. Not here. Not like this.

A sharp hiss echoed behind her, it’s owner appeared a moment later. It’s black bulbous head held high with teeth beard. The Alien scanned the room, looking for any intruder, seeing nothing it turned its attention to Amenii.
Still kneeling on the floor, she turned her head, willing the monster to go away. Instead it loomed closer to her rubbing the crest of its head against her chest in a gesture Amenii could only guess at.

‘Go away.’ she spoke weakly.
The creature stared at her, it’s nonexistent eyes fixated on her belly.
‘I said – Go. Away!’ Amenii put greater emphasis on the words this time and the creature recoiled. She had learned they were semi-sentient, and though they could not understand her words, they knew when she was upset.
Dropping its head, the black figure retreated to the shadows and vanished up the nearest wall into the rafters above.
Amenii knew it was still watching her, and that there was another nearby that she could not see, probably hiding in the shadows too. Like faithful guard dogs, they never left her alone.
With her captors absent she slid herself back to the wall, the cool metal plating was caked in grime and excrement from the creatures, but it was still a comfort to touch. The smooth surface fit her body like an ergonomic chair, cupping her back and freeing her shoulders.
It had been made for her.
Everything about the room she was in was smooth, all sharp edges had been covered, rounded, or dragged off leaving Amenii a barren but comfortable prison. She had learned early on that the Aliens would not let any harm come to her, or for her to try to bring harm to herself.
After her first attempt, they had cemented her to the wall, and only after several days of wailing and refusing to eat had they finally decided to release her.
Letting her head drop back, Amenii closed her eyes, help was coming.
She just hoped it would not be too late.
A sharp pain rippled thought her body causing her to scream involuntary as a series of spasmodic contractions hit her. In a heartbeat her protectors were beside her, dropping from the unseen darkness above.
Screaming again, pain wreaked her body as the contractions came again.
Drawing in a frantic breath, Amenii braced herself.

“Amenii!” A voice, she knew that voice. But could not see anyone with her. “Amenii!” it repeated with growing urgency.
And then her world exploded.
“Amenii!” Nera was shaking her, and for a moment she was lost between both worlds, unsure where she was. “Amenii! Wake up!”
The world solidified, she was in a circular bed, surrounded by plush cushions, Nera was next to her, shaking her violently.
“Ah! Stop! I-I’m awake! Stop!”

Nera’s face was contorted, her features scrunched in with concern. “You were screaming. Are you all right?”

Looking down Amenii ran a hand over her belly. Even in the dim light she could see there was no bulge, not twisting snakes ballooning her out towards bursting. Yet when she ran her hand over her stomach, she could still feel the phantom contractions of child birth.
“I’m fine.” Was all she could manage. The cramps had come on earlier that morning, but had all but faded throughout the day, only now to return. Looking up into Nera’s glowing eyes she could see the signs. “I’m fine. I promise.”
Without bidding, Nera scooped her up and pulled her deep into her bosom. “You’re a terrible liar.” She muttered before Amenii could protest.
She briefly considered rebelling, and forcing her way out of Nera’s grasp, she knew that if she pushed Nera would not hold her. The thought passed quickly.
There was no safer place in the world than to be buried in Nera’s breasts. Her long fur was soft, and the warmth coupled with Nera’s steady breathing made Amenii feel like she was pillowed between twin water beds.

Nuzzling her face into Nera’s fur, she inhaled deeply.

Nera’s sent was always a comfort to her, she smelled like baked sunlight, with a hint of some exotic spice that lingered at the edge of her perception.

She smelled like safety.

Comfort.

Home.
Slowly, Amenii’s abdominals relaxed and the cramping faded.

Before sleep took her, Amenii promised herself, she was going to buy a pregnancy test.

Next:Not Now...
Previously: Aliens Vs. Zootopia P. 3