Labour with Twins

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WARNING: This story contains male pregnancy, female pregnancy, minor language, and extremely descriptive, if not graphic, labour and birthing scenes. If you are not a fan of any of these subjects, than I would prefer if you not comment on my story, just to start flame wars and explain to the world how certain things, like mpreg, are disgusting and sinful. That is only your opinion, and there are some people that actually enjoy things like this, so please keep your opinions to yourself.

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Since they were born, both Mistoffolees and Victoria had experienced everything with each other. Facing exile once the tribe found out that they were the offspring of the infamous Macavity, being adopted and raised by Bustopher Jones, and now, they were both mated to two toms that they were madly in love with, Victoria to Plato and Mistoffolees to Tugger. What really caught them off guard was when they both revealed to each other that they were pregnant. Misto was shocked, because, he thought that it was physically impossible for him to get pregnant. He assumed it had something to do with the magic that he inherited from his father, but he didn't complain. At least he could give Tugger the family that he so longed for.

The two siblings stayed together, as much as they could, helping each other through all of the ups and downs and highs and lows of their pregnancies. They went to see Jenny together, in order to check on how their kits were going. The only thing that was different in their pregnancies, besides the fact that Misto's pregnancy was unnatural, was that he was carrying a litter of five kittens while Victoria was only carrying  three. From morning sickness to cravings, from weight gain to hormones, the two of them stayed together as much as they could, wanting to help each other through what they could.

When they both got into the eighth month of their pregnancies, they were told that bed rest was the best thing for their kittens, that the two of them going back and forth to see each other was not good, given the condition that they were in. This was harder on Misto than it was for Victoria. Since Tugger was in charge of leading hunting parties every day, Misto was always in his den, alone with the unborn kittens inside of him. Misto and Victoria still saw each other when seeing Jenny, but that was about it.

After nine months of pregnancy, it was obvious to both their mates, as well as the rest of the tribe, that they were ready for their kittens to be born, and the horrors of their pregnancies to be over. The two were now a week overdue and were heading to see Jenny to see what was wrong. They both met there, went in to Jenny together, and all she had to say was that they just need to relax and the kittens would come when they were ready. Though this was not the news that the siblings wanted to here, they were still happy to see each other again.

Victoria invited Misto to her den so they could just catch up, and though he knew it wasn't the smartest idea, he walked back to his sister's den, and laid down with her in her's and Plato's bedroom. Victoria rubbed Misto's stomach gently, feeling the shapes of all five of the kittens that he was carrying. She hadn't been this close to her brother in a long time, and she had to admit that she midded moments like this, where she felt like her and Misto were kits again, living with 'Ol Bustopher Jones, their adoptive father.

"So, how's Plato been to you?" Mistoffolees asked, not having much of a chance to get to know Plato. He only knew what Victoria told him, so he wanted to learn as much as he could for when he did meet Plato for the first time.

"He's been really great. He is so excited about being a father, and he has been so helpful this past month with my pregnancy." She said, a slight grin forming on her face, thinking of her mate whom was out hunting currently with one of Tugger's hunting parties.

"That's good. I'm glad you have him to depend on." He said, feeling slightly depressed by the fact that Tugger didn't have the time to comfort him through his pregnancy. He was gone all day, and when he did get back to the den, Misto was already asleep, not responding to anything that occurred around him until the following morning, when Tugger was gone once again.

Just thinking about it made Misto want to burst into tears. He fought with all he had not to lose his composure in front of his sister, but the more he tried, the harder it became. He began crying silently, ignoring a sharp, cramping pain in his stomach that began coursing through his body. Victoria ran a paw through her brother's fur, wishing that there was something she could do to comfort him. She place a paw on Misto's stomach, right as it softened back to how it was before the contracting pain began, and rubbed it softly.

"Shh... Don't worry. I'm here." She whispered, trying to soothe her brother who seemed to be completely distraught about the fact that his mate wasn't with him all day every day like Plato usually was for her.

Mistoffolees smiled at Victoria, thankful that she was there to comfort him through his time of pain. He wiped the tears from his eyes.

"Do you mind if I use your bathroom?" He asked her, feeling a lot of pressure in his pelvis, which he though was caused by the kits kicking at his bladder. Victoria nodded and gestured in the direction of the bathroom. Misto rose himself into a sitting position, ignoring yet another contracting pain as it coursed through his body. He exhaled through the pain as he got to his feet and walked into the bathroom. Victoria exhaled in relief when Misto left the room, finally able to breathe through the current contraction that she was having. They were now three minutes apart,compared to when they were fifteen minutes apart, having started right after they left Jenny's, and now the pressure she was feeling in her pelvis was almost unbearable.

Misto grunted when as he lowered himself onto the toiled, clutching his stomach as it hardened like a rock as the contraction he was feeling reached it's peak, and then softened once again as it subsided. He didn't understand why the kit's were choosing now to be born, but he didn't think he would tell Victoria until things really got bad. He groaned as he rose back up from the toilet, feeling the pressure in his pelvis immediately relieved, followed by a large gush of warm fluids coming out of him, splattering on the floor he stood on, and soaking the fur on his inner thighs. Victoria's eyes perked up when she heard the large splatter in the bathroom.

"Misto, is everything all right?" She asked, trying her hardest not to groan in pain from yet another contraction.

"Yeah... I-I'm fine." Came the response from Misto, whom Victoria could hear panting.

Victoria grunted, getting to her feet and walking to the bathroom door. She didn't say another word before she opened the door and walked into the bathroom. What she saw shocked her. There was a puddle of blood on the floor and soaking the fur between Misto's legs.

"Misto, what happened?" She asked, fear rising in her voice, worried that something was wrong with her brother's kittens, her kitten's cousins. Misto looked up at Victoria in shock, not having been able to take his eyes off of the puddle beneath him.

"I... I think my waters just broke." He mumbled, hissing in pain as he felt another contraction coursing through his already sore body. Victoria rushed to his side, wrapping her arm in his, and guiding him back to the bed so he could lay down, trying not to make him worry any more than he already was, by telling him that she was in labour as well.

"Ok. Relax, Misto. Everything's going to be all right." She whispered in an attempt to soothe the labouring tux, It didn't work, however, as soon after she laid him down, he began screaming his head off, complaining that he had to push. His kits were coming. Victoria helped Misto get in a comfortable position so he could give birth to his kits, Misto biting his collar the whole time, to keep himself from screaming out in pain.

"Damn it! This is all Tugger's fault!" He yelled, angry at his mate for not being there with him in order to help him through it. He groaned, jabbing his claws into the bed he laid on, while he pushed with all of his might, in order to bring the first kitten into the world. After about five minutes of pushing, Victoria concealing the fact that she too was in labour the whole time, Misto felt a sharp stinging pain from in between his legs as the head came out, the rest of the kit slipping out with it. Victoria gasped in shock at seeing the first kit of her brother's being born, and in pain as she felt another contraction coursing through her body. She began grooming the small kit for her brother when she felt a gush of fluids coming out of her, soaking the bed that she and Misto were on and the fur between her legs.

"V-Victoria? What was that?" Misto asked, taking a break to breathe after birthing his first kitten. The shocked look on Victoria's face made him worry that something was wrong with the kitten he had just given birth to.

"Oh. I-It's nothing." She lied, placing her brother's kit into a small basket that she had set off to the side. Misto knew that her sister was lying to him, but he couldn't question her any more, because he soon felt the familiar urge to push, and he didn't hesitate to give into his body's natural instinct, pushing until the second kitten was out. Victoria cleaned it up, put it in the basket, and then doubled over in pain as she felt like it was time for her to push. She climbed onto the bed, ignoring Misto's protests. She got into a position to deliver her first kitten and then, grabbing onto her brother's paw, began pushing with what strength she had left from helping Misto, in order to get her first kitten into the world. Misto screamed as well, as his third kitten began crowning only two minutes after it's sibling was born.

Both siblings pushed with all their mights, screaming, yelling, and clawing into the bed, as their kits were being born. This went on for almost half an hour. Finally, all of their kittens were born, and the two mothers, Misto and Victoria, were relaxing all they could while their kits were suckling at their milk-swollen nipples. Almost an hour after they had both given birth, Plato came into the room and let out a yelp of shock, immediately calling out to Tugger to come inside. Plato ran to Victoria's side and began licking her tenderly.

"Are you all right?" He asked his mate, looking down at the kittens on her chest with a smile on his face. They were all pure white, like their mother, but the one tom of the litter had a patch over his eye, just like his father. Tugger came in shortly after Plato, and almost passed out on the spot, unable to believe what he saw. He stumbled to Misto's side, and began licking his face passionately, apologizing under his breath, unable to form the words needed to apologize enough to his mate. Their kits were healthy, and suckling at their mother's nippples. Three were tuxes like Misto, while two had Tugger's fur.

The two families remained in silence for the rest of the night, Tugger and Plato allowing Misto and Victoria to sleep on the bed with the kits, while they slept on the ground beside them. The next morning, Misto and Victoria told them what all happened the prior evening, and how they had gone to see Jenny, each gone into labour shortly after, and then had their litters together. From then on, Misto and Victoria vowed never to separate from one another again, so Misto and Tugger moved into Victoria's and Plato's den so they, and their kittens would always be together.

THE END