Pairs of Pumpkins, Episode 11:
The Teleporting Tours of a Top-Heavy Teenager
by Jess Faulks
Chapter 10 of 13
Descending the stairs, Anastasia could hear her siblings more clearly now and smell that it was dinner time, a much later and informal time than at Zarron's, fitting for a house full of children and run by teenagers. Osvaldo, a half-rabbit they'd rescued was conveniently a trained, gourmet chef and naturally took over the task of preparing the family's daily meals.
She took a deep breath as she neared the first floor. There were so many of them, it was still overwhelming. There'd never been a single, crowded room during her childhood and this one was entirely full of her blood relations.
All seventeen of them were here: Osvaldo was in the kitchen and Constance was setting the table. Around the fireplace were the younger children: the twin fox girls, Vita and Vox, rescued from slavery and their preteen, quadruplet sisters, Callista, Celestia, Caelia and Cordelia, all saved from a future as breeders. Jaka, a slave boy and Liana, bought by another brothel owner, were the youngest.
In all cases, they were recovered before they could meet their intended, dark fates beyond service and house work.
Back in the kitchen, Mihael, a young half-stallion was helping Osvaldo with the dishes. Also younger and spared from a fate as a breeder, he'd demonstrated an eagerness to help where ever he could.
Around a new, much longer dinner table that the older boys had made, they sat, discussing fighting strategies.
Marco, Matteo and Dante were half-wolf triplets trained as gladiators and old enough to have fought and killed in the arenas. They were natural mentors to the younger boys, especially the eleven year old Georgi and Petri. The twins were from the same wolf father as the triplets and the Duodecaplets and intended to be personal bodyguards to a powerful and unscrupulous merchant.
"Ana! You're back!" The bustle of the room, already more loud and lively than she'd ever seen, erupted in joyful greetings and she was swarmed with hug after hug, a comforting closeness from a family that had only met each other over the last few months.
"I can't stay long but I need help. Quickly." The older siblings quieted the younger ones before she continued. "I have three more of our brothers and sisters upstairs but... they're not born yet."
"We're adding actual babies now?" She noticed Constance's face get more tired in an instant.
"They're in eggs, like big bird eggs. Just like I was and all of you were."
"Is everyone born in bird eggs?" Jaka the youngest asked, raising his hand.
"Don't be stupid, Jaka," one of the younger half-wolves nipped.
Matteo nudged him. "Don't be rude to your brother, Petri."
"Everyone here gets a pass on a bad education," Constance added. "Most of you were raised by very bad people who were very bad teachers. We're going to fix that."
Anastasia smiled before continuing. "There are two eggs in my bedroom. I need two of you to bring them down here. Put them near the fire. There's also a heavy bag that I need moved to the library."
"We get to go in your bedroom?" Cordelia, one of the preteen quadruplets asked. "I thought that was off limits."
"It's safe as long as I bring you in."
"I'll do it," Mihael the half horse, was first to volunteer.
"Thank you, Mihael but they're big. And heavy. Very, very fragile. It's a better job for the grown-ups."
"How did YOU get them here?" Petri asked.
"Carefully."
"Her boobs are too big to carry anything," Caelia, another quadruplet added, earning a glare from Constance. "So are yours!" Constance's fists dug into her hips but Caelia was undeterred.
"What? I'm going to have them too. Hopefully not as much as either of you," she shouldered her way to the front of the crowd. "Might as well move stuff while I still can."
After some coordination, the eggs were brought to the ground floor then two of the oldest boys spotted for the armless EMA's surprisingly competent descent down the spiral stairs. Ana then led Dante, the third of the oldest to bring the heavy bag to the house's much less impressive library. As he did, she stashed the jar of unfertilized eggs in the library safe.
Just as they finished, Osvaldo called out for dinner to be served.
"I'll be down in a minute," Anastasia yelled back. Dante lingered in the doorway.
"Hey Ana. Mother... is she coming back soon? To visit?" He and his brothers had a strange accent that flowed like a song. She'd never heard it from anyone else.
He played innocent well enough, not knowing she was invisible in the room when Portia had sex with all three of them. The adult half-wolves, potent, rippling with muscles and aroused by their mother's appearance, reacted exactly as Jasper had predicted and had no qualms at all about diving into an eager foursome with their biological mother after the introduction and explanation. They hadn't even left their bedchambers, under the arena where they'd been met.
The triplets had alternated between her hands, mouth and the sex they'd once been plucked from, skillfully driving their mother to bliss over and over again until all three found gushing relief and some perverse pleasure, in painting her cervix with their familial seed.
As professional warriors and local celebrities, they were mature and experienced in ways that Jasper was short of, and their strength and confidence in their lovemaking made the experience almost frighteningly rough but in a way their mother seemed to enjoy.
Anastasia decided to stay hidden but took great delight in watching three strapping wolves who were obvious brothers of the Duodecaplets, drive their mother to shameless bliss.
Always strategizing, Portia ensured none of them knotted her so they could escape afterward. When her mother realized Anastasia was still invisible when they finished, she was clearly pleased that the four of them would have to sneak out without the help of magic. She still didn't understand her mother's aversion to doing things the easy way.
As they escaped, her mother explained they needed to keep their forbidden relations a secret. Hiding the recognizable and now missing gladiators out of sight is what sold Portia on the plan of keeping the family at Zarron's old house, far, far away.
The same discretion and discussion had happened with Osvaldo. He didn't know the triplets had also been with their mother and the triplets didn't know about him. Those secrets were not sustainable in the long term but for now, the best her mother could come up with.
Anastasia frowned at her half-brother. "We're so busy with the rescues. Soon."
He smiled. "Sure, sure. Just... It's boring here. And lonely. We had no freedom to do what we wanted before and now we have all the freedom but nothing to do with it."
Ana nodded. "I understand."
