Danielle moaned in delight as Lucius, one of her favorite satyrs, pounded her like a drum. Yes, she loved to have sex with all the satyrs, but Lucius was the most skilled at making her climax. The only satyr that she liked as much was Hieronymus, the one with the biggest dick.
“Good thing pregnant nymphs can still please a satyr,” Lucius bleated. He shot a thick load into her. “See you next time, babe.”
“Yes, you will,” Danielle purred. Lucius scampered into the forest. Danielle got up and walked, or rather waddled over to her tree. She sat by the base, trying to catch her breath. One of the other nymphs, Elizabeth, came up to her.
“How far along are you?” Elizabeth asked. Danielle stroked her enormous baby bump.
“No idea. It’s difficult to tell, since I don’t know who the father is.”
“Hmm, fair enough.” Elizabeth sighed. “Well, be prepared to get knocked up again right after you give birth. The satyrs don’t like to give us breaks.” Elizabeth was herself currently pregnant, though not nearly as far along as Danielle. “At least the regular nymphs are able to distract the satyrs when we have to nurse.” Like Danielle, Elizabeth was a former human. Apparently, regular nymphs couldn’t get pregnant, but formerly human ones could.
“I’m not looking forward to being a mother,” Danielle confessed. “I might just pawn the spawn off on someone else.”
“You'll change your mind once the child is born.”
“No, I don’t think I will,” Danielle said firmly. Her eyes widened as Geronimo, one of the other satyrs she particularly liked, walked up to her. “Hey there,” she purred.
“Let’s do this thing, baby,” Geronimo growled. Elizabeth disappeared into the forest as Geronimo mounted Danielle from behind. He began to thrust into her, making her squeal with pleasure. “That’s right! One…more…” Geronimo shot his load into Danielle. He immediately backed out of her. Danielle felt a sudden urge to push. She followed it. “There we go!”
“What…” Danielle looked down at the infant satyr that had just come out of her. “How…”
“Once you get far enough along, we have to fuck the kid out of you,” Geronimo explained. He winked at her. “I’ll come back in a bit to put a new one in you.” He strode off, whistling.
Danielle picked up her newborn son, staring at him. He looked up at her with eyes that were just like hers. And in that moment, Danielle felt…