The springs of my bed screeched as my fat butt was heaved onto the mattress. 

“Hey,” I protested. “What was that for?”

“Just shut up and finish stripping,” growled Fereya. “You and Ceri are already halfway there.”

My lower lip thrust out in a pout, I nonetheless obeyed the angry troll. Slipping my sweater over my head, I let the shirt fall to the floor, my bra and panties soon following. Meanwhile Ceri had removed her tank top, but had left the fishnets on. I could not blame her. She was even more beautiful now that I could see her. Her blue-grey fur sparkled in the light of the lamp by my nightstand. Two pink nubs poked out from the tips of her heavy breasts, which hung down to the slight swell of her soft belly. 

“Oh my,” the rat said with a chuckle in her voice. “You have superhero sheets. Oh, you’re like a little kid. It’s adorable.”

“I own a bookstore,” I replied, somewhat offended by the remark. “What did you expect?”

Fereya was busy undoing her skirt. Her nimble hands slipped the garment from her wide hips to reveal a pair of white support underwear. 

“What?” she grumbled. “We can’t all be as sexy as you, Ammah.” She tugged the waistband down from over her belly. “Some of us carry a little differently.”

Ceri sat down next to me and whispered. “She’s just a little cranky. Poor thing has been retaining water.”

Her tail snapping straight up, Fereya snarled. “I heard that.”

Freeing her pendulous balls from her underwear, the troll then unclasped her bra and joined us. Her fur was so soft and warm as she pressed against me. My tail wagged as her fuschia eyes glimmered in the light. Taking a deep sigh, she twisted her frown into a small grin and put her arms around my neck. 

“Mmm,” she purred. Her voice was rich and throaty. “I’ve been waiting for this all night.”

Before her perfect lips could touch mine, Ceri interrupted. “Don’t forget our little contest.”

Fereya scowled. “How could I forget? Ammah, you are going to be our judge.”

So it began. Both the prize to be claimed and the battlefield to be conquered. I was helpless, pinned between two warring juggernauts. Ceri linked her arms about my neck over Fereya’s and leaned close. Both of them attacked my ears, their breath hot and slow. Tongues lashed my sensitive lobes, causing ripples to race up and down my spine. Fereya was the first to seize the initiative, her warm tongue plunging deep and bringing a squeal of delight to my lips. Not to be outdone so soon, Ceri surged inward as her hand came to my belly. I closed my eyes and let my jaw fall slack as she swirled her delicate hand around my gravid middle. Her soft lips traveling down my chin, Fereya sank to my proffered throat. I let out a low moan as she kissed my neck, nibbling the tender flesh. But Ceri was quick to catch up, her own mouth offering playful nips in contrast to Fereya’s slow, gentle bites. 

As I swayed, the pair continued downward to my bloated breasts. Fingers found swollen flesh and the two of them plied their skills with expert precision. Fereya cupped my left tit with both hands, working the dark areola with both thumbs, pressing in and sliding outward. Meanwhile, Ceri had taken my right nipple between thumb and forefinger, squeezing and twisting, bringing a sharp, but wonderful pain rushing through me. I opened my eyes and smiled as they both leaned in. Mouths clamped against skin as they began to bite and suckle. My ears drooped and I had to bite my lip as my aching breasts jiggled and groaned. Tangling my fingers in their hair, I looked down to see four eyes staring up at me. Seeing them like that, I was suddenly overtaken by a sense of, what should I call it, contentment? Something inside me longed for this moment. To feel hungry mouths suckling greedily at my teats. 

“Such hungry babies,” I found myself saying. 

Fereya’s eyes crinkled as she giggled through her nose, while Ceri gave a high, whining laugh. My tail lashed languidly behind me as the two women continued. Ceri scoured my nipple with her rough tongue, bringing quick spurts of milk that were just as quickly lapped away. Fereya, on the other hand, had nearly taken my entire breast into her mouth. The troll had chomped down with seemingly reckless abandon. Milk poured into her mouth, puffing her cheeks out and letting a thin white stream trickle down her chin. Her throat pulsed as she drank rapidly and I pressed her close as I watched her belly growing fuller and tighter. 

“O-Oh, Fereya,” I groaned and nuzzled her hair. “You know how to treat a guy.”

Flecks of my milk still on her lips, she let go of my sagging tit and kissed me. “I drink deep from my lover’s well. Besides,” she patted her round belly, “Our little one needs the right nourishment.”

My pricked up and I gave a yelp as two fangs sank into my other breast. Apparently feeling as if she were falling behind, Ceri had begun to gulp like a madwoman. The rat let go, sputtering and choking, milk dribbling from her lips as she hit the bed. Her belly was distended, almost as if she too were pregnant. Clapping a hand to her mouth, she held her belly and groaned. 

“Too much?” Fereya chuckled. “That’s why I’m still the number one.”

I reached out and put my hand down on Ceri’s bloated middle. The rat woman grew still as I stroked her round belly. The muscles danced beneath her velvet fur as my fingers swirled about her abdomen.

“T-That feels good,” she said. “Um, but I think I should be doing that to you.”

Ceri twisted herself around and gently pushed my shoulders back. I sank onto the mattress as the rat dipped her head between my thighs. My ears shot straight up as her lips grazed my rigid cock. Her fingers were like magic, sweeping up and down my hard pole with the grace of a dancer. Meanwhile, Ceri’s breath burned against my cheeks and I found myself spreading my thighs to allow her passage. 

“I believe we were interrupted last time,” I heard her say. 

Her tongue found my button and licked delicately at the nub of flesh. Digging my fingers into the sheets, I let a whine escape my throat as Ceri plunged into my anus. In the throes of ecstasy, I tilted my head back to find Fereya squatting over me. 

“You aren’t getting away that easily,” she said and moved her sack away to reveal her shining slit.

Her heat was intense as she lowered herself to my face. Her sweet musk permeated my nostrils, adding to the excitement which brewed inside me. Ceri’s tongue probed into my ass, while her teeth bit down gently on my knot. My mouth opened in a silent shriek of wonder and I sank my own teeth into the troll’s clit. Fereya yelped, but I ignored her. My arms wrapped about her thighs as my tongue lapped at her nectar. She was wet and ready, her pussy opening to my ministrations. I played at her delicate petals as she clutched the headboard and groaned.

“Oh, Ammah,” she groaned and arched her back. “You could keep me like this all night, couldn’t you?”

“You better believe I could,” I purred and kissed her dripping lips.

For her part, Ceri tickled the insides of my thighs and I began to raise my spread legs higher until my knees were to my swollen belly. Her rough tongue scraped at my anus at the same time her fingers gripped my hard cock and stroked. I shoved my maw into Fereya, brought to madness by the rat’s expert touch. Never had I pressed so deep into my love as I did tonight. Her heat, her scent, it filled me. I could not get enough. 

“A-Ammah,” I heard her moan. “I-I can’t take it anymore.”

Fereya pushed off from the headboard and rolled to her back, panting. 

“I think I know now why they say you almost see heaven,” she gasped. “I think you took a few years off my life with that one.”

“Now who’s the one who can’t take it?” giggled Ceri. She stuck her fingers into my ass and stroked. “Mmm, yeah you’re ready.”

I struggled to my belly with a groan and spread my legs wide. Oh, I was ready. Reaching back, I gripped my fat butt and pulled my cheeks apart. Ceri crouched and placed her hands on my hips. There would be no interruptions this time. Those twin spears parted me, shoving deep. I cried out and let my hands fall to the bed. Ceri’s hips bucked slowly this time. Unlike down in the shop, the rat seemed to savor the moment. Slowly those two shafts pumped back and forth in their own time. Slow to pull out, scraping and rubbing my sensitive innards until I wailed with pleasure, only to thrust in, pushing a delicious pressure into my gut. 

My head rocked in time to Ceri’s thrusts and I turned my gaze up to see Fereya’s spread lap open before me. Her smooth, sleek cock was fully erect above two massively engorged balls and I was not going to let this moment slip by. I lashed out with my claws and took her hard shaft in my hands. Fereya squawked as my lips encircled her swollen rod. With Ceri bouncing against me, my head bobbed like a piston, driving me down Fereya’s member and leaving it slick and shiny. My tongue lapped the salty dew from her tip, relishing in the taste. Her musk wafted up as my nose nestled into the soft fur of her groin. I raised my face to touch the underside of her belly. Her round, gravid belly, which carried our child. My tail wagged in the air, slashing about like a bullwhip as I thought of pleasuring the mother of my offspring. My claws found her firm, heavy balls and I gently squeezed. Fereya dug her fingers into the sheets and howled as I continued to suckle her throbbing groin. I was so full. Ceri, smashed into my core with both tips, sending an electric thrill up my spine. Spurred on by the rat’s movements, I gave myself to Fereya. I wanted her, all of her. 

“Ah, ah… Aaaah!” The troll shrieked. 

The salty tang was flooding my mouth, it would not be long. Ceri sank her fingers into my fleshy hips and slammed into my ass hard. Brought to ecstasy, she let a cry escape her lips as her twin serpents exploded into me. At the same time, Fereya unleashed her fury. Thick, hot seed poured down my throat, filling my greedy belly as another bout blasted into my womb. I squeezed Fereya’s balls and buried my face into her crotch, drinking her in like a man just crawling to water from the desert. Sludgy and sweet, her semen slid down my throat by the gallon. I would not let go until I had drained those swollen orbs of every drop. My belly was so tight, my brown skin stretching as I gorged myself. Meanwhile, Ceril pumped with a pent up fury. Her silver face was crimson as she pressed against me, panting, her hips locked into me. 

“Ammah,” she gasped. “I can’t hold on anymore.”

Was it any wonder? My belly had expanded out the sides, forcing her hands from my bloated middle. Finally, I could take no more and fell to my side, my swollen belly distended nearly to the edge of the bed. I looked as if pregnant with septuplets and I could not care less. My wobbling stomach heaved as I struggled to breathe. 

“Ngh, s-so full,” I wheezed. 

Fereya was first to my side, rubbing my tight flesh. “I think we may have over done it.” 

“Poor baby,” Ceri said. “I think we wore him out.”

Her tiny pink hands kneaded my belly and I gave a pathetic wag of my tail as the girls began to kiss my bloated belly. 

Planting her lips to my navel, Ceri chuckled. “My, Ammah, you carry big. You look like you’re having a litter of sverneblik babies now. ”

“Nuh-uh,” Fereya retorted. “He’s going to have a troll baby. They’re big and strong.” She placed her hand to my lower back and pushed. I arched my back, feeling a bit of relief as she said, “And they are hard on the back, but this should help.”

“Mmm, that’s nice,” I moaned. 

Fereya then pressed her belly to mine and rubbed up and down. Together, our gravid middles bubbled with the kicks of our unborn. 

“How’s that?” she asked. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

I smiled and nodded. Ceri then leaned in and stopped. 

“I-I guess I can’t do that,” she muttered. 

Fereya reached over me and patted the rat’s middle. “Nope, just a milk belly there.”

Ceri averted her gaze and gulped. “Um, Ammah? Would you like to maybe change that?”

Fereya’s fuschia eyes grew wide. “Ceri,” she gasped. “You’ve never let anyone, well, you know.”

Ceri bit her lip and clutched her left bicep. I looked at her and she gave me a shy smile, so unlike her haughty grin from earlier. 

“I know,” she replied. “It’s just that I’ve never met someone that I wanted to bear the child of, until now.” 

Her silver eyes glistened wetly as she looked at me and I could see tears forming. Raising herself to her knees, she slid her balls away to reveal a tight, dark cleft. 

“What do you say?” she asked quietly. “Would you do the honors?”

Fereya held my shoulders, propping me on her stomach. I noticed that she was smiling for once, her fuschia eyes sparkling. Ceri leaned on my gravid belly, her hard nipples jutting into my skin. She blushed and looked away as she lowered herself down. I gasped as her moist lips engulfed my cock. Oh, she was tight. Ceri heaved a cry as she impaled herself on my rigid manhood. Her pussy gripped me hard as she slid up and down. Falling against my belly, she wrapped her arms about my distended middle and rode me for all I was worth. 

Ceri gripped my belly, her chest heaving as she bounced up and down. “Oh, you’re hard,” she panted. “You’re so hard. I’ve… I’ve never felt like this before.”

Sweat poured from my brow, but Fereya continued to scratch my ear. “You can hold out for a little longer,” she said, offering me encouragement. 

“I-I can try,” I grunted through clenched fangs. 

My cock was throbbing inside the rat. I could feel the first spurts of the surge that was about to strike. Try as I might, I could not last against Ceri’s bucking.

“Ah, Ammah,” she cried. “Ah, this is amazing.”

“D-Don’t stop,” I hissed. 

Ceri brought her hips down hard, slamming her pubic bone into me. “I… I…”

“I’m going to cum,” I screamed. 

Arching my back, I let my rich seed flood into her. Ceri pushed up from my belly, her head falling back as she reveled in the elation. Her little hand flew to her belly as she heaved a sobbing gasp of joy. 

“Ammah, I can feel you. Feel it.” Her lip quivered as she spoke. “I… I... “

“Welcome to the club,” Fereya laughed. 

The excitement over, I lay my head on my pillow and looked at the two creatures slumbering in my arms. 

“You two are a handful,” I said.

“Oh now,” Ceri giggled. “How many guys can claim to share a bed with two fine ladies, such as us?”

“About as many that have a belly stuffed with babies,” I grumbled. 

“I thought it was only one?” Ceri smiled and gave my belly a pat.

Rolled my golden eyes. “I hope it’s only one.” Suddenly, my ears pricked up. “Wait, weren’t you two fighting?”

Ceri and Fereya sat up on their elbows and turned to one another. The pair sat in silence for a time before the both of them broke out into raucous laughter. 

“Oh, I forgot all about that,” Fereya howled. “Oh my, how silly of us.”

The girls laid themselves against me, their delightful bodies still trembling. 

“I’m still the number one wife,” Ceri mumbled. 

“Mmm, no you’re not,” Fereya muttered. 

“And I’d say you’re both a pain,” I said with a huff. 

I let my eyes close as two hands cupped my belly. I could feel two pairs of mouths press to my cheeks as we drifted off together into a dreamy slumber.