The Daughter of Frigg
Book 2 - A Sister's Heart
Part 1
From the Diary of: Megan Easter Gossler
As told by: Owen Nomrist
Queen of Gryphons -
Cheyenne nearly danced and twirled she was so full of energy, and for the first time in days, that felt more like months, she wasn't pregnant or being bred until she was! She went outside and went for a jog, when she came back she took a long soothing bath. She went back inside the house just as her first daughter was hatching.
Amanda, Sharron, Cheyenne and even Hialeah and Caneadea watched as 1 then a second little wing pushed against the soft pliable placenta until it tore long ways down the egg. As soon as the egg was open the babe drew breath and cried. Cheyenne picked her out of the egg and began cleaning her off with a warm wet rag. When the baby was clean she handed her to Amanda who immediately put her mouth against her breast and let her figure out how to latch onto her nipple.
Once the hatching began it went on until all 12 daughters were fully and finally birthed. Amanda had two babies, 1 in each arm, each suckling on a breast. Then Sharron had 2 on her breasts as did Hialeah and Caneadea before Cheyenne put her last 2 daughters on her breasts to suckle.
The small hairless infants suckled for an hour after which they slept and grew from 5 pound preemies to 15 pound toddlers in 3 hours. They all watched in wonder as 3 of the girls grew strawberry blonde hair and with matching feathers and white fur on their sides, backs, legs and arms. Like their mother their entire tail was covered in feathers now, unlike the previous clutches that had white fur tails with feathered tips. Of the other 9 infants, 2 girls grew copper red hair just like their mothers, 1 had flaming red hair, 4 grew a reddish brown auburn hair and feathers, 2 had varying shapes of a deep cherry color, and the last infant grew straight black hair and feathers with white fur.
Everyone was amazed at how quickly the babies grew. When Cheyenne told Amanda and the others about feeding the babies their placentas the reactions were mixed, from disgust to absolute rejection. Amanda led the popular philosophy that there were plenty of breasts to feed the children without resorting to feeding them their own placentas. Cheyenne was not opposed, she even laughed and suggested that the eggs be disposed of.
When the children woke up they set the toddlers in their laps to sit and suckle at their breasts, this time for 2 hours before the toddlers went back to sleep for the rest of the night.
Amanda worried when Honovi didn't return by sunset, what she figured was roughly 10 in the evening. She left Sharron and Cheyenne fucking on her bed and went outside with Hialeah and Caneadea.
"You're worried aren't you," Hialeah asked as they walked back towards the Harpy Nest.
"Yes," Amanda answered.
"What will we do if Honovi is dead," Caneadea asked, her voice filled with concern edging on panic.
"Don't worry," Amanda whispered reassuringly, "I am going to go find out right now, and if the worst has happened then we will find a new Nest... together!"
"May we accompany you," Hialeah asked submissively, still unsure of her authority as Mother.
Amanda caressed Hialeah's wing arm and smiled as she answered, "Sure."
The 3 of them crouched down and jumped into the sky. Strong down strokes of their wings sent them hurtling up and very quickly they saw the burning funeral pyres on the other side of the river. They turned toward the fires and began winging their way across the river.
For once, it seemed, there was no wind blowing down the gorge. With no wind the smoke of the pyres hung above and around the area like a harbinger. The pungent smell of dead bodies burning irritated Amanda's nose well before they landed near a group of male and female Centaurs watching a pyre burn.
For the first time Amanda created a long gauzy black dress that connected to her Collar of Submission and fell down over her breasts like a thin transparent veil before curving behind her back just below her pink feathered wing arms. Her dress cinched at her natural waist, just below her massive pendulous breasts, before her dress flared out loosely caressing her broad hips and thick booty and thighs. The black gauze dress fell all the way to the ground covering her tail, legs and feet.
Walking up to the Centaurs, Amanda asked for directions to Honovi. They pointed her to the north and Amanda lead the way as Hialeah and Caneadea followed. Reaching another group of Centaurs they were directed again northwest, then another group sent them east. Amanda zigzagged the battle ground several times before she caught up to Honovi!
Amanda saw Honovi staring at her as she walked up out of the cloud of smoke that hung over everything, casting the night in a dark ominous glow. There were other Centaurs with him, Akecheta she knew, but there was a beautiful white female with grey eyes and built like a Clydesdale with breasts that looked like 2 huge overly ripe 30 pound watermelons! She wore highly polished plate armor that shone in the light of fires as she went about various tasks associated with gathering the personal effect of her sisters-in-arms before their bodies were carried to the pyres.
The other female Amanda didn't even realize was female until she noticed that her small chest was in fact small but perky B-cup breasts. Like Honovi, she wore a gryphon bone breastplate and dress that covered her horse body to her knees. Other than her armor she wore a 5 foot cutoff piece of rope tied into a lasso that hung around her neck. Amanda however, could tell from their faces that the white female and the blue roan female were sisters.
"I see you Wife," Honovi called as he galloped up to Amanda and pulled her into a crushing hug.
