In due time, Jim - or rather Jewelweed - gave birth to his babies. The event occurred in no time, it seemed, as the days seemed to blend one into the other. The time in the village passed in a rather relaxed way. No hassled timetable or strict hours to follow. The weather was also very mild. Between tropical and mediterranean, in fact. There were a few cold snaps in the winter but it was the most the climate had to offer during so-called harsh months. Every day were repetitive chores but with a more simple life that meant you actually felt productive. Jim saw it that way and he was sire the other former frat boys did. There was no phones, Internet or computers but the daily kept the mind busy. Besides most evenings, Jim was so exhausted, just as Conluscious was, that even if they had Netflix, ell, they'd start sleeping in the middle of the first episode of a series they'd watch. Yes, life was not the most restful but it was more fulfilling than what Jim had lived at college. It had opened his eyes about a lot of things. Moreover, thanks to Mark's third wish, he also had another set of memories now, those of a dryad. Of his life lived as a dryad. These memories were not too invasive, indeed it helped him go through the tasks or challenges characteristic of females but it was still bothersome and even frightening at times. He could recall being raised with a mother and an older sister amidst a group of pine trees, of marvelling in the sweet pine scents and how it was so pleasant, growing up amongst flowers and plants. As a dryad he had learned how to plant all sorts of greens and his skills in cooking were rather decent. Maybe he could start baking again... Well, baking from his twisted memories as a dryad... More disturbing he remembered the triton that had been his mate, and how they'd lived by the coast, where she had learned more, out of necessity, about seaside plants. But Crest, her mate, had succumbed to a shark attack while hunting and she'd gone back to the forest, where she'd seen Conlusious and struck a sort of friendship with him. Then over time it became a mating by convenience.
So when the time came for Jim to give birth, it was not as frightening as it might have been as a male. He had a better understanding, thanks to his secondary memories, of his fully female body and of what it was doing, getting the twins through his birth canal was not the traumatising experience it might have been otherwise. It was still painful though and the midwife and healer both had to work quite a bit. They both insisted the whole messy thing went easy and could have been a lot worse. Jim was still dubious about it. But the twins were born. A dryad and a satyr, each the spitting image of their respective parent. Conluscious was overjoyed and was positively beaming at showing off his new children. Fertility and prowess in getting large amounts of children were very important to satyrs. Jim called his daughter Seajewel in memory of Triton and the baby satyr was named Swifthoof. Both pleased Conluscious. Jewelweed fed the two new babies and they were then placed into two little cribs. Hopefully she had enough milk for the twins and her stepdaughter.