[gre-y]

Charlie was surprised at how long his belly was taking to stop growing. It just kept getting bigger! He rubbed the sides of his belly.

[anibus3]

The mass kept growing, getting bigger and bigger. There was a firm feel to it though more fur grew on the mass as well, giving it a soft feel. A few pleased sounds left them, though the feline side faded away. Not getting fully what it wanted, James resurfaced. Though he noticed the heavier feeling.

"Wh....oh no!!!" James groaned as he tried to sit up. "Do no tell me that we....no no no..."

[gre-y]

Charlie laughed, helping James off of his lap. "Don't worry! We didn't." He helped the man sit up. "I said no, and just pet you instead. You didn't go all savage this time so it was good! If we can get you to be more like a cuddly playful cat each time, you might stop trying to breed everytime something triggers it." Charlie told him.

[anibus3]

"Oh thank God..." James muttered as he gave a sigh.

HIs stomach groaned as the growth spurt ended and he looked ready to drop seven kids. Course his stomach had been smaller before but delivered ten kittens. So size wasn't the only thing.

[gre-y]

"Yeah, we won't be having any more kids after this," he said with a chuckle. He still had one hand pressed against his swollen belly.

[anibus3]

"Good...I don't think I can go through this a third time." James replied as the young kicked at Charlie's hand. "I need to have these things..."

[gre-y]

"Well, you're probably pretty close. A few more growth spurts, and they should be ready to pop out." Charlie told him. "you've got quite an active little bunch in here," he said, feeling the kittens kick.

[anibus3]

"I hope so...I'm not sure if I can handle this for much longer." James replied, feeling the litter kick and squirm. "They hardly ever stop..."

[gre-y]

Charlie nodded. "Well, does this help?" He asked while rubbing his belly.

[anibus3]

"It is but...don't do it for too long. This is the thing that often triggers it." James replied.

[gre-y]

"Oh sure, okay," Charlie pulled his hands away. He started looking around the room to clean up what he had brought in. Kitty toys and such.

[anibus3]

"Sorry..." James said. "I just don't trust myself or it."

[gre-y]

"No no, it's fine! You did try to push me over a bit, but I stopped you. You didn't put too much of a fight after that." Charlie explained. "Maybe we can work on taming the cat side."

[anibus3]

"And how do we do that? The toy thing didn't work." James asked as his litter seemed to calm down.

[gre-y]

"I'm not sure. We'll figure it out. We'll just see what does work, and what doesn't work." He told him.

[anibus3]

"I'm just worried....when I'm not pregnant and this thing gets triggered, there's nothing else to really stop it. Right now, my stomach is acting like a weight..." James said. "I just don't like this at all."

[gre-y]

"Sounds silly, but spraying you with a water bottle might work? Cats hate water." He suggested, ideas running through his mind.

[anibus3]

"Most cats can swim...so no." James replied, slightly mad at the suggestion.

[gre-y]

"Well they CAN swim, but that doesn't mean they like water!" He told him.

[anibus3]

"And you are not squirting me with water like I'm a complete cat!!! When my appearance and my mind match a cats 100% of the time, then you can! BUt if I hold some human intelligence, then you may not!!" James hissed back.