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A Surprise for Streja

A follow up to my last story, with Svanhildre getting Streja pregnant with rapidly growing babies without her realizing what's happening until she's already showing. Svanhildre and the men all watch as Streja swells up, with the men taking turns putting more babies in her, at her request. She breastfeeds the three of them as she struggles with the size of her growing body and the babies moving inside of her, until her water finally breaks and she gives birth right in front of them. Written by @nightshadedumplings

For weeks, Svanhildre had been testing new potions on Streja. Streja didn't know exactly what these potions did, as Svanhildre had lied and said they were beauty agents. She wasn't a fool, not completely, and did assume after the birth that her mistress might try to kill her or humiliate her in some awful way, but it wasn't out of the ordinary for her to test these things on her, either. Time continued to pass, and no payback ever came. Streja knew better than to stop expecting it, and had to consider that her part of her punishment might be living with the fear of retaliation for a while.

Group sex with the two of them as well as Vrognir and Storik wasn't unusual, either, not even when Svanhildre requested that Streja take Storik's cock. Svanhildre's body was still significantly changed by her pregnancy, her ass having grown huge, matching her wide hips. Her belly hadn't been flat before, but now she looked as though she could still be a few months pregnant. Most notably were her pendulous breasts, with large, dark, puffy areolas and thick nipples jutting out, and filled to the brim with milk. She was feeding the three of them from her teats multiple times a day just to deal with the discomfort. She knew if she stopped the milk would eventually stop coming, but she gave into the pressure every time she tried, pulling the top of her dress down and shoving their faces into her tits once they'd become painfully engorged with milk, often leaking from her big nipples.

Svanhildre guided Vrognir's face to her breast now, holding it in one hand and raising her nipple towards his lips. He didn't hesitate for even a moment before latching, lips taking her fat nipple into the hot wetness of his mouth, Svanhildre feeling every pull of her nipple and every squirt of milk down his throat as he suckled. It was obvious by the way she blushed and furrowed her brow that Svanhildre was embarrassed by her need to breastfeed, how desperate she would become to have her milky teats drained.

Streja had her own place, with Svanhildre seated directly on her face while she ate her pussy with such eagerness and devotion, facing Storik, who steadily drove his cock into Streja's pussy, legs around his waist, with Vrognir nursing on their mistress.

Finally, after some time, Storik squeezed Streja's hips a bit more firmly, slamming his cock into her pussy as he came, filling her with his seed, earning delightful moans from her and Svanhildre as Streja devoured her cunt. Even without seeing her recently fucked pussy, dripping with her own juices and Storik's cum, the sight of Storik fucking her full of his seed was enough to send Svanhildre over the edge, her own pussy squirting all over Streja's eager face as she sucked her clit. Her unattended breast sprayed milk, strongly enough to splash the three of them. The other filled Vrognir's mouth with more milk than he could swallow, leaving some leaking from the corners of his hungry mouth.

A warm fullness started within Streja's belly, something unfamiliar. Over the seconds, as Storik moved from between her legs to take his place on Svanhildre's other breast at her side and the two men continued to nurse, the feeling continued to grow, a small weight forming in the pit of her stomach. Svanhildre wouldn't allow Streja to move from beneath her, keeping her in place until she was ready to use her lips again, and unable to look down at her body.

Streja moaned softly, the weight growing heavier, from the size of a small handful of stones, to what felt like a grapefruit growing inside her, wondering if Svanhildre had done something to her.All she could do was wait, feeling Vrognir and Storik's hands all over her, rubbing and squeezing her tits while they suckled on Svanhildre's. As they drank, their hands continued groping Streja, cupping and massaging her breasts, pinching and pulling the nipples, feeling the smooth plane of her belly. Svanhildre moved her hips, grinding her pussy into her face, signaling that she was ready to cum again, and Streja eager to please, immediately licking her soaking cunt once again. For a while, the sensations in her body slipped her mind, but she could only go so long without noticing how heavy and full her belly was becoming.

Suddenly, Storik's hand stopped in the middle of sliding across her stomach, and she heard a wet pop as he detached from Svanhildre's teat, shortly after a gasp. Streja didn't cease what she was doing, but her brow cinched up in concern, unable to see what was happening above her. what was stranger still is that Svanhildre didn't seem to mind that Storik had suddenly stopped nursing from her without permission. The same happened with Vrognir not a moment later, hearing what happened and taking a look for himself. He, too, gasped at whatever it was, and suddenly she felt both of the hands slowly, almost carefully, gliding across the surface of her belly. "Streja, your... my lady, did you..." Storik couldn't seem to figure out what it was that he wanted to ask, but Streja was beginning to gather that something was happening to her body. Streja circled her tongue around Svanhildre's clit just before sucking it, feeling a strange arousal at the mystery of what was happening to her. It took only moments to have Svanhildre cumming once again, humping Streja's face a bit before she was truly finished. Now she felt her hands on her belly as well, before they moved to cup each of her breasts.

"I suppose it's time for you to see. I think you'll enjoy this." Svanhildre said as she climbed off of her, moving to sit at her side with the men, who she now saw were staring down at her in awe. Finally, Streja looked down and saw what had happened to her body. Her belly had become swollen, looking like it belonged on a woman in her fourth month of pregnancy. And her breasts, both had become rounder, filling out to prepare to produce milk for her baby. "Oh...!" she gasped, hands shooting to hold either side of her growing middle, shocked at finding herself suddenly pregnant.

"Well? Do you like it?" Svanhildre asked, still rubbing circles on her full belly, as if that was her baby inside of her. For all intents and purposes, it may as well have been. At that, for all any of them knew, it really was hers. "I thought you would like to have a baby. You seemed so interested in the process before." Streja was still in shock at the sight of her changed body, having grown further along just since getting her first look. There was something embarrassing about becoming suddenly and unexpectedly pregnant in front of her lovers, the three of them kneeling above her, all feeling her pregnant body as it changed right in front of them, but there was also something deeply, deeply erotic about it. "Go on, tell us. You like it, don't you?"

"Y-yes, my lady, yes, I like it." Admitting it made Streja blush, and she suddenly gasped and held her belly at the sensation of movement inside of her womb. There really was a baby in there, not just some illusion cast on all of them. Her breasts grew alongside her belly, growing fat and heavy to better feed her baby with.

"Look how much you're showing already, my love. I wonder how many you're having." Svanhildre said with a laugh, gently pressing on various spots across Streja's growing middle, feeling around to try to count how many babies she put inside of her. She was taking so much joy in watching Streja fill up, she hardly noticed the milk dripping from her teats, leaving little droplets to splash across her belly. Both men kept their hands on her swelling body, feeling her ass and hips and breasts grow in their hands. Storik took particular pleasure in watching her grow and become so full with his baby. In a way, it was his and Svanhildre's, he thought.

As Streja began to appear about six months along, her belly button slowly began to push out from the top of her big, round middle. "Ohh...!" she moaned as a small kick pressed out from behind her belly button, helping it to pop fully outwards.

"You're getting so big now. I'll bet you'd like for Vrognir to fuck you, wouldn't you? Do you think he might be able to fill you with even more babies? Should we find out?" Svanhildre asked as she circled Streja's belly button with her fingers. "Look at that big belly button. You look so pregnant now, dearest. But you can take more, can't you?"

"Yes, madam, oh...! I want it, I want more." Streja's cheeks reddened even more deeply, hands cupping her own breasts and massaging them, as if encouraging her milk flow to start.

"Gods, would you boys look at that? She wants her tits to fill up with milk. I knew you would love being knocked up. Oh! Feel, the baby's kicking. Right here." Svanhildre guided both men's hands to a spot on Streja's belly, all seeming quite excited when they began feeling the baby moving around inside of her.

"Look, it kicked here, as well." Storik said, feeling another spot on the developing underside of her belly.

"I think it's twins." Svanhildre said as they all watched two separate spot on her belly raise from simultaneous kicks. "Let's see if we can put a few more in her, hm? You still want a few more babies in your belly, don't you, my love?"

Streja bit her lip and nodded, spreading her legs and exposing her pussy. Vrognir positioned himself between her legs, lining up his already hard cock and sliding it in easily, her pussy already soaked from earlier. He began gently but firmly rocking into her, fucking her while she swelled up with Storik's babies. Storik himself and Svanhildre massaged her teats, pinching and tugging on the nipples, watching eagerly to see when milk might spray out. Streja moaned, holding her heavy, baby-swollen belly, eager to have even more filling up her womb. Vrognir's cock was rock hard from watching her grow, already leaking precum just thinking about filling her up, making her swell even bigger with his own babies. Streja moaning beneath him spurred him as he fucked her, unable to take his eyes off of her increasingly gravid form.

As they each neared climax, Streja began to look about seven months along, if she were only pregnant with a single baby, which seemed less and less to be the case, as the kicks became stronger and more visible from the outside, multiple spots bulging out all at once across its taut surface. Seeing her get so huge in such a short amount of time sent Vrognir over the edge, spilling his seed inside her. It took only seconds for it to take, and her belly seemed to speed up its growth as more babies began growing inside of her.

Storik and Svanhildre continued pumping and squeezing her breasts, Streja moaning lewdly as her belly stretched from the growing babies inside of her. "Ohh, gods, it's getting so big...! They're kicking so much!" she groaned, hands all over her now gravid pregnant belly. "I'm so pregnant... oh, I'm so full of your babies...!" Each of them felt a stirring in their loins at that, having all played a part in filling her up like this.

"You're huge. It's going to be so hard to dress and cook dinner for us." Svanhildre said with a wicked smile. Streja looked surprised, blushing as she realized she was really going to have to haul her massive baby bump around and cook. "Put on your dress." Svanhildre laid out a dress that seemed big enough to accommodate her belly and tits, but only for a little while; she may even burst out of it as soon as she managed to get it on.

Streja struggled to sit up, grunting and looking like an overturned turtle for the moment before she managed to get upright. Huffing, she hauled herself to her knees, crawling to the edge of the bed with her engorged teats hanging from her chest, looking like they might be filling with milk already.

When she stood, she was forced to lean back to keep from being pulled forwards by the weight of the babies in her womb, hands pressed to her lower back fro support. She looked like she was nearly due, but they all knew she had quite a ways to go from here. The rest of them gazed in admiration at her heavily pregnant body, her big round belly with all of the movement just beneath its surface, and her heavy breasts hanging on top of it. "Ooh..." she moaned, rubbing the site of a particularly hard kick as she began putting on the dress, Storik unable to resist squeezing his dick at the sight of her swollen pregnant body.

Just as she thought, it fit, but likely wouldn't for very long. The top had adjustable laces for her breasts, but there was only a loose skirt that could accommodate her belly for just a limited time. Slowly, she waddled towards the kitchen, blushing as the three of them followed, watching her struggle to get around with her new girth. They sat at the table, none of them having dressed, her own clothes just a way to embarrass her and excite them all when her belly burst out of it. Streja grunted and groaned, panted and moaned as she moved through the kitchen with tremendous effort, bumping and knocking things over with her belly. As she thought, her dress was beginning to grow snug around her middle and her chest. She easily freed the latter, for now, by loosening the laces at the top, as the skirt grew tight around her increasingly massive baby belly. Heaving the weight of it back and forth was exhausting, and she had to stop repeatedly, hands holding her huge belly as she breathed heavily.

"My lady, please, it's getting so big. I can hardly stand any longer." As she said it, she felt aroused, inexplicably turned on by how tired she already was after just a few minutes of being on her feet with that massive boulder of a belly weighing her down. Even with the laces entirely undone, her breasts were bulging from the top of her dress, and the skirt was beginning to squeeze her belly from how tight it had become. "Oh, ohhhh, gods, I'm too big, my lady." she moaned, rubbing all over her huge baby bump. It looked like she was nearly at term with a set of twins. "May I remove this? Please?" she asked desperately, pulling at her skirt.

"No, no, leave it on for now. The color suits you." Svanhildre laughed. "Come, let's get you off your feet. You really are just too big." Streja sighed with relief, slowly waddling back towards the bed, with both men coming to her sides this time to place their hands against her belly, helping her carry it back to the bedroom. She was so much heavier than she had been just minutes ago, it seemed. A groan escaped her as they helped lower her heavy body to the bed, belly bulging against the fabric of her skirt. With the way her babies all kicked within, it looked as if they were fighting to tear through the dress. "It's... too tight!" she groaned through gritted teeth, holding either side of her belly, the seams of her dress beginning to strain visibly. It was so tight around her round middle, the outline of her popped out belly button was clearly visible.

"You're fine. And I wouldn't be surprised if you wanted to be filled up with even more babies. You want that, don't you?" Svanhildre teased, rubbing circles around the top of Streja's constricted belly. Her face went even redder, and she stifled a moan at the thought of having even more babies stuffed into her crowded womb. There must have been at least three or four babies inside of her already.

"Yes, I want more." she responded quietly, embarrassed to admit it.

"More what? Tell us exactly what you want."

"I want... I want more babies. Please...! Put another baby in me!" Streja moaned, already spreading her legs to allow either men to take her and get her even more pregnant than she already was. Storik took his place between her legs, his cock already completely stiff from watching her grow and struggle with how massively pregnant she was becoming with his babies. It was difficult to fuck her in this position with her big baby belly in the way, and he had to pull her into his lap and practically onto his cock to get it inside. Her pussy was incredibly slick, both from getting fucked earlier and her arousal at just being pregnant.

Her dress was becoming unbearably uncomfortable, the threads barely holding it together and on the verge of literally bursting at the seams. All of them wondered how much longer it could hold as Storik fucked her, the sight of her giant, squirming belly in front of him making it difficult to last very long. He couldn't even see her face from this position, blocked from view by her huge baby bump. Within a few minutes he was grunting loudly, cumming and pumping her full of more of his babies, her belly visibly swelling bigger as he came inside of her overfilled womb. The dress finally gave in, ripping on both sides and at the center of her belly and exposing the stretched skin. She was beginning to look overdue to drop a large set of triplets.

"Look how big you've gotten." Svanhildre awed at the size of her, hands feeling all over the nearly endless expanse of her full, active belly. "Do you like feeling your babies kick inside of you?"

Streja moaned and blushed at the question. "Yes, madam." The distinct shape of a foot pushed out from the top of her belly as if on cue, sliding down past her belly button before disappearing back within. There were shapes of elbows and hands and feet and knees distorting the surface of her belly all over, the movement and the growth working to tear her dress even more. Her belly was completely exposed, with the sides and even center of the skirt being ripped wide open, revealing her popped out belly button and the dark line running down the center of her belly. The top had torn too, both breasts completely uncovered now, hanging loose and full on top of her swollen belly.

"I think I'm going into labor." Streja moaned, rubbing the exposed skin of her belly. There hadn't been any signs of labor, but the discomfort was only increasing, and she was so huge, she couldn't imagine getting any bigger, though she was less than half the size Svanhildre was by the time she had given birth.

Svanhildre laughed, rubbing and poking and prodding at her swollen girth, encouraging the movement within. "My love, you're not even halfway there. Can't you feel the size of your babies? Most of them aren't even halfway done growing." Streja whimpered, both a little fearful and very aroused at the thought of growing so much bigger than she already was.

Keeping a hand on Streja's massive growing belly, Svanhildre moved to her side, taking her fat nipple into her mouth and sucking. Storik stayed between her legs, rubbing circles over the expansive underside of her huge pregnant belly, having moved up the tattered remains of her skirt to put her overly pregnant belly on full display.

"You're so huge, Streja. It looks so heavy." He marveled at the sudden size of her.

"Even heavier than yours." Streja said, a lustful deviance in her voice. Since Svanhildre had begun lactating, Storik (and Vrognir, but his wasn't quite as big, nor did he seem as embarrassed by it) had developed a bit of a gut, something he was quite ashamed of, she knew, from the way his posture stiffened and he adjusted his clothing or armor if one of them looked towards it at all, the way he was doing now, only with nothing to hide it with. His face flushed a deep shade of crimson, and he was glad Streja's large belly blocked his belly from anyone's view at that moment. "It's alright, I like your belly. I think my milk may come in soon. Are you hungry?" Her words flustered and embarrassed him, but he couldn't help himself, going to her side and grabbing her big tit, squeezing and massaging it as he began suckling at her heavy teat.

Vrognir took Storik's place between Streja's legs, feeling her belly and the many lives moving and growing inside, trying vainly to count how many there were, but they moved too much and there were too many of them to be sure, and so he lost count around five each time, certain there were a couple more than that. She looked past due with quads, now, and still the growth didn't slow down.

"It's too much, my lady...! How did you ever manage to carry so many for so long?" Streja moaned, holding the sides of her ever expanding belly, feeling it swell beneath her touch. Svanhildre growled quietly at the mention of her pregnancy, annoyed that Streja found a way to tease her, even in the state she was in. She continued squeezing her breast, pumping it as if milking her while she sucked her nipple. Streja whimpered and groaned from the sensations, as well as the growing pressure in both tits. It was beginning to become unbearable, both becoming incredibly heavy and full, until milk squirted out into the mouths attached firmly to each one, Streja moaning in ecstasy and surprise at the feeling of her milk letting down. Storik began guzzling it down, sucking so hard and fast as if he were starving, leaving no mystery as to how he'd ended up with that belly of his.

Streja groaned, overcome with the size of her growing belly, the sensation of being breastfed from, all while her many babies squirmed around inside of her. She could hardly believe she was still getting bigger, feeling as though she should be going into labor at any second with how huge she was, but her belly just kept on filling up with babies, making her utterly massive, looking as though she should be pushing out a set of full term quintuplets.

Her view made her pussy ache with arousal, with Svanhildre and Storik latched firmly to each of her engorged, milky teats, gulping down mouthfuls of her plentiful milk, with her mountainous belly swelling right before her eyes, the unknown number of babies kicking and shoving about just beneath the surface. All she could think about was how pregnant she was, and how pregnant she would get, as she breastfed her lovers, neither seeming intent on stopping their drinking any time soon.

"Ooohhh... ohhh... I'm too big... I couldn't possibly get any bigger." As if her words were a spell, the growth sped up, making Streja cry out in surprise and ecstasy, seeing her belly burst forth, gaining inches and inches of size in just moments. Suddenly she looked like she was full with seven full term babies, and she felt she couldn't stand to get any bigger, her desire to birth them becoming almost unbearable. "Please, I need to give birth...! I'm too big! Please, I'm too pregnant!" she moaned, breasts gushing with milk into eager mouths.

Her belly continued swelling, and finally, she felt as if it were constricting and squeezing the babies inside, eliciting groans from the heavily pregnant mother. "Oh, gods, I think it's time...!" she said excitedly, just as she felt another contraction, and a huge flood of water burst forth from her pussy, with enough force to splash and soak Vrognir and the bed. Not only did he not seem to mind at all, but he seemed even thrilled that Streja's water had just broken all over him, grunting as he continued to feel the underside of her contracting belly.

"Oh, yes...! Gods, they're coming!" she moaned, ecstatic at going into labor with her huge litter of babies, legs spread wide to make room to push them out. Each baby began to turn in her belly, the surface rolling with the movement as they kicked and shoved against one another in the cramped space of their mother's belly. Streja felt as one sunk low into her pelvis, the large head shoving its way between her hips. Vrognir continued to stroke her belly and her newly fattened thighs, not knowing much else of how to assist. "Oohhh... hoo, hoo, hoo..." Streja focused her breathing, just before another contraction squeezed her gargantuan belly, helping her to push with the first of her litter.

Svanhildre broke away from her teat, little drops of milk dripping down her chin as Streja's nipple squirted milk into the open air. "I'll help you deliver them, darling." she said, stroking Streja's hair before gesturing Vrognir to move aside for her, which he readily obeyed. Instead of replacing Svanhildre on Streja's teat, however, he stayed close, eager to watch the birth, this time. Storik, predictably, stayed where he was, ravenously guzzling down breast milk. Her unattended breast continued to drip with a steady stream of milk.

The first baby was working its way into her birth canal, Streja crying out in discomfort and bliss at the feeling of being pulled apart from within. She panted as the contraction let up, rubbing her overactive belly. By the size of her, she'd be giving birth all night, a thought which excited her endlessly.

"Hhhrrgghhh...! It's... comiiiing!" she moaned as she pushed again, feeling her baby slowly slide further and further down.

"Good, keep going. I think I can see the head... yes, there it is! Push! Keep pushing!" Streja moaned loudly as she pushed and Svanhildre encouraged her, all with Vrognir watching with rapt fascination.

"Ooohhh... hooohhh..." she groaned between pushes, in disbelief at how good it felt pushing a baby out of her body. Another contraction came on quickly, and she pushed with it, the baby's head coming more and more into view, starting as a tear shaped sliver, which slowly widened more and more as the head bulged her pussy, leaving Streja moaning loudly.

"You're crowning now, keep going. Another push and the head will be out." Svanhildre had one hand on Streja's belly, pressing it as if to push her babies out that way. The laboring mother moaned as she pushed again, the baby's head popping out between her legs with a splash, and her exposed tit sprayed milk high into the air. Vrognir couldn't resist any longer, moving to take his place opposite of Storik, eagerly clamping his lips to her overflowing breast and gulping down mouthfuls of milk. Breastfeeding both men helped her labor along, not to mention how much it turned her on.

"The head is out! Oh, I knew you would be good at this. It's almost here, just a few more pushes."

Streja gasped and panted before her body forced her to push again, the shoulders bulging out of her obscenely until one slid free after the other. She focused her breathing for the brief moments she had before she felt the uncontrollable urge to push again, the arms slowly coming into view as her baby hung halfway out of her. "Hoohoohoo...!" she breathed frantically at the short reprieve between pushes, before she felt a huge contraction, causing her to shout as she bore down hard, pushing the baby out past its hips, an enormous flood of liquid gushing from her pussy as she orgasmed while she pushed her baby out.

There was no way Svanhildre could have anticipated such results, not only leaving Streja huge with a massive brood of babies, but having her enjoy it so much that she was cumming and birthing at the same time. As the newborn began to cry, both women's breasts gushed milk, Svanhildre's spraying and squirting into the open air, earning a gasp from her as her hands cupped her huge tits.

Streja moaned as another contraction came on, a second baby working its way through her canal, and cried out as she pushed, this baby working towards a crown already.

"Push! Push, my love! Gods, it's crowning already." Svanhildre said. Streja did as her mistress told her and pushed, crowning with a second baby, shortly before the head slid out with a wet pop and a splash. "You're really enjoying this, aren't you? You'd like us to knock you up just as soon as you've popped all of these out, wouldn't you?"

"Oh, yes...! Yes, please, mistress, I want you to keep me full of babies...! Ohhh!" Streja's shouts sounded more orgasmic than uncomfortable as she pushed her baby's shoulders out, her hands holding the backs of both men's heads to her heavy mommy milkers, their hands squeezing and pumping more milk into their mouths as she birthed their babies.

The way Streja moaned, it sounded like she was having the best sex of her life, not pushing out a huge baby from her pussy. The second one came, and so did Streja, spraying fluids all over Svanhildre as she gave birth for the second time. The baby wailed, milk spraying with even more force from Svanhildre's tits. Streja panted and moaned, only having a short break before her body forced her to push again.

"Pushing again already... my, you're just made for this, aren't you? Keep pushing, my lovely." Svanhildre said, as she was gently squeezing her breasts, which were aching painfully to be sucked as the babies cried, hungry for milk.

"Yes, mistress, I'm meant to birth your babies...! Ooohh... oh, here comes another...! There's still so many babies in my belly, I'm still so big and pregnant...!" she moaned, unbearably turned on by the fact she'd just birthed two babies and was still so incredibly pregnant. The third baby came to crown much faster than the last two, and Streja was elated at how accustomed to birthing her body was already becoming. She birthed the head with a shout, thighs trembling with ecstasy as she pushed. As she labored with the shoulders, her hands wandered over the expanse of her still heavily pregnant belly, full of wriggling babies, all eager to get out.

"Gods, yes, it's comiiiing...!" Streja's moans from the baby working its way out of her were obscene, and she shouted ecstatically as she pushed the baby out past its shoulders. "Ohhh... hoo, hoo, hoo..." she panted before pushing hard, the rest of the baby slowly easing out of her stretched pussy. It was quite a sight from where Svanhildre sat, Streja's fattened legs spread wide with a large newborn hanging halfway out of her pussy, two others wailing on the bed between her legs, and her massive, squirming belly blocking the view of her and the two men hungrily nursing from her heavily engorged teats.

It was obvious to all that she was cumming again as she finally birthed her third baby, from the sounds she made to the way fluids squirted intensely from her cunt. Svanhildre's breasts sprayed and dripped milk endlessly with all of the babies crying, and it felt as though despite this, they were filling up even fuller by the second, and they ached to be sucked. She couldn't help but moan, holding and squeezing her hands over her thick nipples, as if to try and stop the flow, but the milk seeped and sprayed easily through her fingers. Instead, she held each breast, slowly beginning to squeeze and pump them with her hands, milking herself to relieve some of the growing pressure while she watched Streja birth baby after baby.

All the while, Streja continued pushing, the fourth of her litter already well on its way. Her belly was notably smaller than when she went into labor, yet still utterly massive, not quite half its starting size. She began crowning quickly, the head bulging her pussy only for a moment before popping out entirely. Hardly taking a breath, she screamed again, pushing hard, the shoulders and entire torso sliding out in one push. "Hoohoohoohoohoo...!" she panted frantically, this baby practically forcing its way out of her, despite its large size. As she birthed her fourth baby, she came hard, so much milk gushing from her massive mommy milkers, Storik and Vrognir couldn't swallow it all, leaving streams dribbling from their lips and down their chins. It didn't deter them at all, each of them seeming even more ravenous for Streja's sweet milk, voraciously guzzling it down from her overflowing tits.

The remaining babies kicked and wriggled around inside of her, and she could almost feel them shoving against one another, fighting to reach her widened birth canal before the others. She felt another head in her pelvis, causing her to cry out in bliss as she pushed it all the way through, not stopping until the head was free.

"Push, Streja, push! Don't stop pushing until it's out." Svanhildre took a break from milking herself to feel Streja's overactive baby belly, still obscenely full of babies eager to be born. Streja did as she was told, bearing down hard with an elated shout, not letting up even as the shoulders and torso slid out entirely, only stopping once the legs were free. The fifth baby's cries joined its siblings', and Svanhildre felt as though her tits may burst with the amount of milk they were producing, even as it gushed and sprayed from her thick nipples.

"Very good. It's almost time to push again. Can you push this one out without stopping? Here it comes, now push!" Svanhildre's orders only aroused Streja more, moaning as she pushed hard, crowning with ease and birthing the head in no time. She didn't stop, still bearing down and moaning as the rest of the body slid out, all in one push, along with a flood of fluids as she came once again. Svanhildre almost couldn't bear the amount of milk she was producing from the sound of all of the babies wailing, unable to stop milking herself.

Streja couldn't stop pushing, groaning as a sixth baby was on its way. Her body was so stretched, having popped out so many babies already, it was becoming easy to give birth. The speed with which she gave birth for the sixth time was impressive, almost shocking. She still screamed and moaned, mostly from the pleasure she got from pumping out baby after baby.

"Oh...! Oh, fuck, here it comes...!" she shouted as she pushed, taking only moments for her seventh baby to arrive. "Hoohoohoo...!" she panted, having only a moment before she pushed again, her eighth and final baby squeezing right out of her stretched pussy. She came hard as the last of her babies left her womb, absolutely soaking Svanhildre when she squirted. "Ohhhh... oh, my lady, please... please, put more babies in me. I feel so empty." Streja pleaded.

Svanhildre was a bit stunned and very impressed, at how easily Streja birthed the last of her brood, and how she was already begging to get pregnant once more, only moments after birthing eight large babies. "Certainly, my lovely. Why don't we take it a bit more slowly this time, hm? Let's have you carry them the full nine months. Maybe this time I'll actually fill you up with my babies, hm?" She didn't need an answer, hearing the way Streja moaned told her all she needed to know.

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