"What!?" Simba and Kovu shouted. "Will he survive the birth?" Simba asked Rafiki. "Oh, he'll be fine," Rafiki said.
Two Months Later
Kovu struggled out of the den, his belly sagging to the floor. The past two months had been brutal for the poor cub, with the little ones inside him being increasingly active since they first moved halfway through the first month. At this point, he knew he just had one more month to go before it was time to meet the cubs currently slamming around inside of him. To be honest, Kovu didn't mind being so hugely pregnant with Simba's cubs. It wasn't too hard for Simba to make him cum with all of the movement going on. If he was honest, he couldn't wait to get pregnant again, although maybe not get so big next time. In either case, he was definitely sure he wanted to be pregnant again. He had asked Simba about it, and he said that he could get pregnant again in a year, if he was a good mother to the cubs. Speaking of which, his nipples were leaking heavily, and were very sore. He hated to wake Simba up, but he needed to be milked. On the other hand, he could just stay in the den until Simba woke up on his own. After all, it was nearly light, and Simba would be up soon. He just hoped he could wait that long.
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