“You know the first thing I intend to do after the baby is born,” Lila rubbing her belly as Lance was driving them home.
“Okay I’ll bite,” Lance grinning; “what?”
“Let my tiger out and give off a mighty roar,” Lila purring.
Lila Knight, formerly Lila Carpenter is a naturally born were-tigress. With the traditional orange and black striped fur and green feline like eyes when in her fursona; Lila was a looker. Even though she is in her human form and roughly three months pregnant; Lila was still a stunning beauty that turns heads where ever she is.
“I can’t wait to see you nursing our first cub while in your fursona,” Lance grinning; the proud father to be unable to contain his enthusiasm. Picking up his wife from the baby shower held earlier at the Carpenter household along with an assortment of cute baby clothes and toys. Seeing the top of the line car seat that Amanda got, it put Lance in a bit of a panic mode in needing a bigger vehicle. While he liked his Prius; Lance knew he needed to replace it with a larger car. Looking at his wife who is positively glowing with their first cub; The were-panther knows this will not be their only child Lila will be carrying.
“Seeing our child napping on your furry chest as you purr and purr away,” Lila looking at her smiling husband; “now that will be something.”
“Oh we are snuggling tonight,” Lance smiling as he looks at his wife; “don’t bother wearing sleepwear. I’m going to be your furry blanket.”
Unable to help herself as she goes back to rubbing her belly; Lila purrs at the thought of feeling Lance’s soft black fur tickling her smooth skin. His large frame pressed on hers from behind, as Lance wraps his arms around in a warm embrace; it put Lila in such a state of arousal that she didn’t notice the large cube van parked in their driveway as they pulled up.
“Now what is this,” Lance looking concerned as he gets out of the Prius after parking it at the curb.
“Your guess is as good as mine,” Lila also getting out.
Lance approaching the driver as he got out of the van; he can tell the person is a normal. Holding back the urge to shift as the man is no threat to him or his wife; Lance sees the man carrying a clipboard.
“I have a delivery for Lance and Lila,” the bored man stating; “would either of you be them?”
“I’m Lance,” Lance looking at the man; “but I or my wife never ordered anything.”
“Compliments of Benton Knight,” the man reading the clipboard; “can you sign here?”
“Now what the hell did your brother send us,” Lila looking at the clipboard, as Lance follows the man to the back of the van.
Opening the door, Lance’s eyes go wide as a he sees a large box secured to the back. Watching the man unhooked the straps and nearly give himself a hernia dragging the box out. The man is stunned to see Lance pick up the box with relative ease. Not knowing that Lance is a were and a lot stronger then the man; he sees Lance put to box down on the ground to open it up and get a better look at it.
“Lila,” Lance looking at the contents of the box; “you won’t believe what I’m seeing here.”
“What is it,” as Lila give the clipboard back to the delivery driver.
“It’s a crib,” Lance looking at his wife; “some assembly required.”
It comes with an Allen key,” the delivery driver speaking up; “you expecting?”
“I’m still in the first trimester,” Lila looking at the box; “Looks like you got a project for tomorrow husband.”
“Among others,” Lance sighing; “I still got to get the spare room converted to a nursery.”
“No,” Lila placing a hand on her husband’s shoulder; “we’ll have the crib in our bedroom instead.”
“We got no room in the room for the crib,” Lance looking at his wife; “especially one this size. We need to get a proper nursery made.”
“We’ll use the room next to ours then,” Lila seeing the delivery driver drive off; “I can get my brother to help you move the home office stuff to the spare room instead.”
“Better get some beer then,” Lance picking up the large box as Lila unlocks and open the door; “Rick won’t help unless there are some cold ones to quaff afterward.”
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With a few hours to kill before dinner at the Knight Estate; Both Lance and Lila relax for a bit. Lance leaving the box in the living room as he joins Lila on the couch; seeing that the blinds are drawn close, Lance lets out his were-panther fursona as he sits next to his pregnant wife watching a bit of tv. Placing a paw on her belly as Lila lays her head on his furry shoulder.
“Perhaps you could convince your brother help,” Lila enjoying the gentle caressing from the large were-beast.
“Benton doing manual labor,” Lance laughing his ass off; “now that’s a good one.”
“I’m serious,” Lila sighing; “he can help assemble the crib.”
“Well,” Lance nuzzling his wife; “I do have to talk to Benton about something. I bring up having him help with the crib; but no promises,” Lance lifting up Lila’s shirt so he can feel her baby bump with his thick paw pads.
“I think if our cub is a boy,” Lila placing her hands on Lance’s furry paw; “Arnold will be a perfect name.
“You still fixed on Cathy if our cub is a girl,” Lance purring.
“Absolutely,” Lila melting into her were-panther husband’s gentle embrace as she hums and coos in contentment.
“Arnold or Cathy Knight,” Lance looking at his wife’s growing belly; “who will you be, my first born?”
“Hush for a bit Lance,” Lila sighing; “let’s just enjoy the moment before we have to head out again.”