30 Aethisia

Much like with Camara's birth, I was outside on my back, my legs spread as wide as I could to try and push this little devil out of my body.

And exactly like Camara, I found myself despising getting pregnant again, hating this unbearable pain as I whole new life form tried to crawl its way out of my womb.

Aethisia was kicking and pummeling me from the inside, and I had to bite down as hard as I could on that damn stick, trying my best to not slap Rhefia as she tried to murmur comforting words to me.

As for Camara, she was sitting by my side, my hand in hers as she stared at me in worry.

Not wanting to accidentally hurt her in a fit of misplaced anger and annoyance, I refused to look to my left, instead focusing on the drifting clouds above my head as I pushed and pushed.

Inside me, Aethisia continued to assault me every step of the way, her small hands and feet hitting every inch of my womb, much to my growing anger.

The pain from not only trying to push this lively child from my cunt, but also her beating on me every step of the way was clouding my vision, and the agony only increased as I felt her head finally press against my cervix, attempting to push herself out.

Like with Camara, I waited again for her to attempt another push before helping her along, screaming as I bit the stick harder between my teeth, almost shattering it again.

Pushing and pushing...

Then waiting and waiting...

All while a little devil child mercilessly beat at you from the inside.

Yeah...

I was going crazy, and for now?

Two children was more than enough...

Letting out a pained grunt, I clenched Camara's hand in my own, finding slight comfort in knowing that I had not only done this before, but enjoyed the result after the mind numbing pain.

Sadly, even as I told myself that, Aethisia slammed her foot against the back of my womb, making me grunt.

Oh I'm gonna fucking...

Guiding my teeth against the stick, I tried to think happy thoughts.

How beautiful she might look...

How Camara and her will get along together...

Maybe Rhefia will teach this one to fight as well, and I'll have three incredibly talented hun-

Kicking my womb again, I glared at Rhefia as she said something.

Nope, I'm gonna hit this child!

I swear to all that is holy..!

Maybe the little devil realized that, should she continue, she'll get one hell of a spanking, or maybe she was just tired, since her head pressed against my cervix and pushed through, her little limbs not flailing about anymore.

Sighing in relief, I resumed matching my pushes with hers, eventually letting out a grunt as she slid from my womb.

Pushing her completely free from my cunt, all the anger and annoyance melted away again as I stared down at her, watching as Rhefia rapidly washed her off and swaddled her into a blanket.

Handing Aethisia to me, I grinned down at my daughter, instantly noticing her differences.

She was a paler brown compared to Rhefia and Camara, and her hair was neither brown nor black; it was white.

Her eyes were completely crimson, and she was staring up at me with them wide open.

Remaining silent, she simply tilted her little head as she stared at me, only moving when I lifted her to my breast.

Latching onto my tit, she started suckling with abandon, her jaws clamping down on my nipple.

Chuckling at how desperate she seemed despite her neutral expression, I glanced up to see Rhefia grinning and Camara smiling, however Camara was staring at Aethisia with slight envy.

Gesturing to her, I grabbed her head and placed it on my other tit, chuckling at how she blushed deeply before tentatively sucking on it.

Holding both of them close to me, I leaned back into Rhefia's embrace when she slid behind me, and I marveled at the warmth surrounding my body.

Succumbing to the exhaustion, I passed out in Rhefia's arms, my heart soaring as my families warmth enveloped me.

~~~

Three days had passed by in a blink; Aethisia was still that calm, blank slate of a baby, but she seemed to enjoy playing with Camara and snuggling against me.

As for Rhefia, our youngest daughter was currently staring up at her dama with a tilted head, making Rhefia purse her lips.

"What? You just fed, you napped a bit ago, and you've already done your business..."

Frowning, Rhefia approached me and handed Aethisia to me, who instantly snuggled into my arms.

Gently smiling down at the albino-ish baby, I started gently rocking in my chair, Rhefia crouching in front of me.

Aethisia was staring at her dama still, making Rhefia more confused.

Seeing her about to ask a question, I shrugged, saying "I don't know either Rhefia. She seems healthy enough, and is quite sharp too."

Aethisia was able to point to one of us when we asked her 'Who's mama/dama/Camara', or 'Which is the ball'

So she was able to understand us, and she seemed to be just fine in every other aspect of a child; she drank regularly, she slept often, she played...

The only difference was that she didn't really cry often, nor did she seem to be...

Emotional.

There wasn't happiness, sadness, excitement...

Nothing in those crimson eyes.

Was I worried as I stared down at my suckling daughter?

A little.

I just wanted to know that she was alright, that she was happy, so I started paying more attention to her ticks.

She would grasp my clothes when I held her, almost like she wanted to remain in my arms.

With Camara, she would always make sure that her sister was the one smiling; be it by rolling the ball back to her or approaching her when she called.

However, Rhefia was the only one that she seemed truly indifferent to, but...

Well, that could just be my imagination.

Besides, we'll know soon enough; she was growing bigger by the day, and considering she was a futa like Rhefia and Camara, she'd outgrow me easily...

Sadly...

Bopping her little nose, I grinned at her when she grabbed at my finger, making me chuckle.

Well, whatever~!

Everyone has their quirks!