01-31-2017, 06:35 AM
Sage smiled up at him, still rubbing his stomach while it filled into his lap. She knew that he'd soon be filled until he could fit no more. "Some of us are dying out and there's less and less of us," she explained softly. "You're helping us by providing the next generation." The woodland creatures and the magic were becoming scarce. Jerry had given them hope of the forest becoming filled again. After he popped out these kids, he'd most likely get started with a second batch.
