"*Yawn*...how...long have...I been out" Rachel pondered as she came around with several other nymphs that had chosen to be mothers, herself feeling a warmth inside her like a growing new life. "normally... we're asleep for about a week to a month..." the guide answered while looking at her own slightly expanded womb.
"you should know... you have-" Rachel started before hearing a somewhat familiar voice start cursing "? it can't be... can it?" she asked. "best go and see" the guide assured.
to Rachel's amazement their Cynthia was, kneeling down while crying and shouting curses left and right. "Cynthia? what's the matter?" Rachel inquired calmly. "that damned tree... that's what's the matter" Cynthia bitterly answered while looking at her now growing womb "just as you got covered I was walking away quietly when suddenly some of those vines rush up, grab me, and force me to bare one of it's children".
"oh my, so you are a tree-maker. only logical answer" the guide remarked. "Tree maker?" Rachel asked. "honesty I expected we had at least one during the orgy for the tree to form. you see tree-makers are called as such owing to the greater levels of connection to nature within them allowing the nymph trees to form... all nymphs indeed carry the potential but without a tree-maker it Normally takes either millions of nymphs or several years to create even one" the guide explained.
"and what about that has to do with me getting what was essentially raped?" Cynthia yelled. "a tree-maker's potential dose not merely extend to their first tree... that said unless willing to remain when lacking any others like we currently are, nymphs trees are known to get aggressive in maintaining the 'key' to expanding longer for a forest" the guide admitted.
"so...unless among the coming daughters is at least one tree-maker-" Rachel started. "more like another guest becomes one as nymphs cannot become pregnant until 16" the guide interrupted. "-Cynthia is basically stuck" Rachel finished. "unless she remains away from tree making after the daughter is born and chooses to leave... I mean it's very rare but it happens" the guide finished.
"oh WHY ME" Cynthia bellowed bitterly, "Cynthia..." Rachel comfortably said as she walks closer: