"Fuck, this sucks, stant request for the hree weeks. Doesn't Mistress care about how hard it is to walk in those shoes? I will be walking the eown two i a time."

  "Shut the fuck up. All you have to do is walk around, perform poetry, maybe dance, and then walk to the appoi. I'm yet again overdue. I'm still forced to have sex with sadists, and I'm not allowed to use my magic to relieve any of the many different pains I have right now. My passive circution is all I get." I slowly wobbled my way down to her ls to give the overworked girl a massage. "I've got to dance, seduce ers, take ers up to my room that Mistress still demands to be on the fourth floor and give massages out that more often than not o have a happy ending. Please find someone else to pin to."

  "Shit, you're so much better to talk to when you're in the first trimester. I know you have it hard. All the girls know you've got it the most demanding here. Yes, we also know that, unlike you, we are all enjoying our time here a bit. But you don't get to shut down our pints. We do our best to support you. Show us a little as well."

  "If I'm so much better in the first trimester, e pining again in what better be only a few days, or I'm going tle these kids as they e out of me. I've heard she is already selling my womb to the highest bidder. It sounds like the new css has raised my worth yet again." Frustration oozing out with every word.

  "Well, I guess that expins why you suck to be around this te in your pregnancies," a rexed tone ing as the tight muscles in Yuki's calf finally loosened. As the 'high eainer' of the establishment, she was treated like a queen. A full body massage every night. She was the first to use the bath, and the orphan girls even helped her bathe, wash her hair, and dry it. She is the face of the house. W in one of the highest-css brothels iy, she had to look, act, sing, dance, and py perfectly. She isn't even allowed to be seeing touched. So, yes, I'm being a little mean.

  Unlike my css, hers had nothing to do with sex, just perf the arts. The only thing stopping me from strangling Yuki was my beautiful colr. Yes, I am forced to call the beautiful colr the beautiful colr. Yes, it isn't the only reason I don't strangle her. Yuki, the beautiful Kitsune, is one of my only two friends in the hell hole. My temper is short these days. Being stantly pregnant for the past nine years isn't doing my mind any help, and with my st css, I was able to get pregnant twice as much! Mistress was happy to get twnancies a year for the past three years, each being at least triplets, and boy does that do a number ohing that is me.

  "Sorry, I'm tired. Today I got some sadistic fuck yet again. The t used her magic to force as much milk out as she could; she used whips, s, and pain for a full two hours. Then, Mistress had the gall to ask me to go out a a er during the dang. Got a couple. They demanded some quite exotic positions from me, and they loved pulling out the rgest dildos." Letting my exhaustion out as I fihe st muscle of the day.

  We were in the masseuse room. I was the main attra of the room. Most days, starting a little after lunch, the room opened up, and I would give a er or two a massage. The massages always had me bent over the table in the end. The table had several entments; the fort rune was the most important for the marble sb. Without it, I would o use a softer material that would get ruined from the oils and sexual fluids. Another was to keep it heated. Others were to keep it from breaking and stuff like that. The er of the room had a small bath filled from a small pipe in the ceiling, creating a waterfall to give a calming background he back wall had ets to store the oils, soaps, and towels. One on the side also had the toys they would use to torture me.

  "I know, Alzi, but you know that colr will pop off in a year. Two more pregnancies and you're finally a free girl." A yawn came from the cute girl. Her tails spread out, showing their total seve ih. ails, all pure white like snow. She was naked, showioned abs, rge breasts, and shave. Every part of her ale. Like a snowstorm that occasionally bnks the ground. Her furry ears and small fapleted her beautiful look.

  "Thanks for stig around for me. One year, and we leave." Shuffling to her side to give her the best one-arm hug I mah my bulging belly. I'm sure this will be my biggest batch, at least 10 in there. I've brought twenty-seven kids into this world through my womb, and I have no idea how many kids I've fathered; my virility makes any birth trol method except keeping my cock far from your pussy not work. Luckily, part of the deal with being bred is they have to take the kids. I would never get to leave this pce if I had to pay for the childcare for all the kids I've mothered. I wish I could see them growing up and help raise them, but I know I will likely never see them again. "I'll see you tomorrow uhe kids finally decide to leave their useless mother behind."

  "You aren't useless; you'll see ohat stupid colr is gone." A smile creeps onto her face.

  "You always say that, but I feel like I only know how to pin and give birth." With a sigh, I tell her goodnight.

  "Goodnight, love; try to rex and find some joy in the lives you're w so hard t into the world." sneaking out the door of the small room.

  "I'm not finding joy in being a breeding bitch." I mumble, slowly anizing the various oils and toys I used that day. The orphans will , but I have to put everything away. Luckily, Yuki doesn't like using too many oils, so I only have a few bottles to store before I walk out the door.

  I walk up the narrow stairs. Some moans be heard from the rooms I pass. The rooms are mostly soundproof, but some girls are absolute screamers. Mine is perfectly soundproof due to the sadistic shit they do to me. I've been here long enough that the sounds hardly registered in my mind. Up four flights of stairs, I finally reach my floor. I turn to walk through the hallway lined with doors, my room the farthest from the back stairs, closest to the main stairs. The hallway is decorated simply, with red carpet, miniature portraits along the wall of patrons who have spent the most in the brothel, and a few notable girls who have called this floor home. I finally reach my room. The orphans had ed the milk, blood, and other fluids spilled in serviy ers earlier. I remove my robe and turn to the mirror to see how big I've gotten.

  My belly mao be the most impressive feature. Not long curved horns, ass lengthen hair, ht-foot tail that all have stantly ge streaks of colors. I've never been able to figure out why, but my skin is the only part of my body that doesn't stantly ge colors. My tail and wings even give off a glow. I let my wings expand some. I don't have enough room to let them fully be free, given that my wingspan is about 20 feet. Covered in scales, they also have swirling colors.

  My breasts are rge and full of milk, sagging just a bit. The pair alone would be enough to hurt my bad add on a near-stant belly. It is only through magic that my back hasn't beeroyed by now. My tail does help ba the weight they give, but only barely. I try to hold my hands around my belly, but my hands aren't even close to toug. About two inches of space between my middle fingers. "I better give birth soon, or even my iron womb will burst like this." I am pining to myself about the same pint I've had for the past two weeks. "I'll be right one of these times." I chuckle, folding my wings and slipping into my bed. I give a silent prayer, hoping to give birth tomorrow.

  The respoo my prayers came when Sharp pain came ay stomach. "Of course, why let me sleep and be ready to push all of you out? No, it is much better to make sure your mother is sleep-deprived when doing this. Little shits." I slowly get out of bed; I don't bother with any clothing, move out the back door, and desd the stairs. Luckily, the tras are far enough apart that I get dowairs with some effort. The pain is familiar to me, so walking through it, while not easy, is possible. I've got probably an hour before the kids truly start to e. Fifteen mier, I finally got to the midwife on the first floor. Most brothels don't have one, but with the frequeny pregnancies and how much Mistress sells my womb for, she didn't have an option. The cost of the midwife robably a tenth of how much gold each pregnancy earned her. Then, I added that I do it twice a year. Well, you have a simple iment. Plus, she is a healer and not just a midwife.

  Pushing open the door to her room, I shouted, "Kids seem to want out now, Kelly." The tras were speeding up much faster than I had predicted.

  "Ok," she says, wiping the sleep from her face, "Not letting me have the joy of stripping you, I see. You know that takes off a lot from my price."

  "Shut up. The ohing my css doesn't do is make the pain less for these. Please, just start helping."

  "Yes, yes. Don't worry; we've dohis enough times." Finally, getting out of bed and helpi to the small table I've used too many times now. Lucky with my height, I'm able to quickly get part of my ass onto the side of the table. Kelly helps me get my legs up and forces me into position, the pain starting to take over. No matter how many times I've dohis, the paihe kids start ing out is something I ever get used to. "You are dited enough for them now, so work with me here. Steady breaths, push with me here, and we'll get through this."

  "I know, I know. Why 't the pain be lower? My vagina should be used to the abuse now. FFFUUUUUUUCCCCKKK." A strong tra surprises me.

  "Good job, keep it up. I see a kid now." The pain was going. All of the kids seemed to want out at the same time. Every muscle straio try to help. It took everything I had to keep breathing through it.

  "One more push for the first kid. With me now, push. Perfect, a healthy girl. A few deep breaths, aart on the ." No relief was to be found; the kids wanted out now. They must have realized the due date was a while ago.

  ...

  It was a long birth; I didn't have any plications, really, just a lot of kids. Thirty-two hours in total for eleven kids. The buyer sure got their gold worth this time. I don't get to he kids. Sometimes, I don't eveo breastfeed them, especially when it is a long birth like this one, giving the parents plenty of time to e and take them away from me.

  Waking up from my slumber, I quickly went in after the st kid came out. My nipples didn't hurt, so it seemed the parents picked their kids up quickly this time.

  "M, sleepy. I wish you could see the faces of the parents when they found out how many kids they were taking with them today. Lucky for them, it was a big family, so they had plenty of nipples to go around for all the kids," Yuki says.

  "I see. I still feel like I could sleep for a year. How long was I asleep?" I struggle out a response.

  "A full 8 hours. Wonder how long it has been since you've dohat."

  "Great, enough rest time for Mistress to force me back to work. Wonder what the family will be like." Choking back tears. Each time, my body made it clear how sad it was to lose the kids it worked so hard to create. The prospect of doing it all again so sooainly didn't help. "I hope they are a low virility group."

  "Don't think about that. Here, flip over, and I'll help you rex for once."

  "Thanks." Flipping over, hoping she had improved from the st time she tried to give me a massage.

  "Don't you dare touch her; you know the rules, and this isn't a private pce," Mistress states, walking through the doorway. "Ten kids, you are truly a cash cow for me. I've already lined up the one; Kelly will start doing the checks tonight. You'll just have extended hours as a masseuse. Yuki, you must stop getting close to the sve; it hurts your value."

  "Mistress, you don't own me; I work for you, yes, but I leave anytime, and you don't have ao repce me. If I want to be friends with Alzi, I will be. You know you 't and will never have someone as skilled as I am. I know you're lying about the price drop; everyone is always pining about my price," Yuki responds, holding her annoyance from getting too thi her voice. She get away with some disobedie must have reason to stick around for a year.

  "You o be getting ready, Yuki. You don't have much time, and the appoi is across the district."

  "Fine," as she begrudgingly leaves the room.

  "Alzi, good job. Your deal is almost up; the st few days will be the hardest, but you must work hard to make it worth the effort I spent on you."

  "You've made the money back tenfold. I've been w hard for the st decade. If that is all you wanted, you don't o say anything."

  "I'm mainly here to che you. I know it isn't easy for you, but I am happy with the work. I just need you to finish strong, and I'll be happy to keep you around as a dancer and masseuse full-time. Think about it: you haven't built many useful skills, and I would be happy to help."

  "I'll sider it. You could make living here more pleasant if you wao stay that bad."

  "It is pleasant living here. I don't think you uand how much worse I could make it. So think about that: you'll have the night off but must make a few massage appois. Don't worry; you won't be able to do more than oral for them."

  "Thanks, Mistress"

  "It's much better. Rest until then. Tomorrow, you start up full duties." Mistress walks out, long golden hair flowing behind her. Kelly soon repces her."Hi, sorry for taking trol of your room. I'll be out shortly."

  "Don't worry about what you went through in that delivery. I'm surprised I'm able to get ihis fast. Your body is truly made for this; getting to full term with that many kids would kill most girls. Remember to e by if you have any pain; I am more than just a midwife."

  "I know. Thanks for all the help. I'd be dead without you."

  "I'm happy to help. When you get out of here, please think about bringih you. I doubt Mistress will keep me around without ynifit pregnancies, and I always enjoy your pany."

  "I'm not sure what I'm going to do when I'm free, but if I get the ce, I'll be happy to have you around."

  "Ok, be careful."

  "I will, bye."

  Walking out the door, I start my journey bay room. Kelly isn't wrong; the irls rarely get pregnant, men and herms are rare, and the birth trol they take is nearly perfect. On the rare ce they get pregnant, I usually help them and Kelly during their delivery. That is how I know my csses don't lower the pain. The one difference is that I never have any plications; one girl had to have quite a look of cutting to get the child out of her. It took three months for her to heal pletely. Mistress was not happy about that.

  The girl is in so much debt from all the missed work that she will be around for half a decade lohan her inal tract. I would love to help her out. Mai is a sweet girl, tiny at four feet ten ihe only big thing about her is her tail, seve long. She gives out the cutest little purrs if you scratch behind her ears correctly. Unfortunately, being a sve, I earn no money; all I do is offer her a massage here and there. I rarely get free time between my help with Yuki and being the masseuse, but I spend almost all of it with her since I get plenty of time with Yuki at night. Unfortunately, I'm too tired to go with her now; I only have a few hours of rest before being ready for ers.