5 Pregnant

I woke up to Jet poking my side. I yawned and said, "Good morning Jet." He kissed my forehead and said, "Good morning Rudy~" I chuckled and kissed his cheek. We sat at the table and talked about random things until Tony, Jack, and Cleo came in. "You're looking better Rudy." Cleo barked. We all talked while Jack and Tony were discussing something, and Tim rushed in saying, "My dad is coming!"

"Shit! Get Rudy out of here!" Jack shouted. Tony pushed a button that led to a secret exit, and I rushed out of there with Jet and Cleo while the others sat at the table and pretended to discuss something. We ran outside and eavesdropped on their conversation. "Timothy! You have to stop going in here! It's like you think of this as your bedroom!"

Tim said, "Is it so bad to have a discussion with my friends?" "What are you even discussing?" Jack said, "We're talking about Tim's lost pet!" Tim's dad grumbled something and left the treehouse. We walked back in and Tim said, "That was a close one..." Tony sighed and Jack laughed. Tony nudged Jack and he nodded. Both of them walked up to Jet, and Tony asked, "Hey Jet. Did you fuck Rudy?"

I was afraid that we would get in trouble, but Jet said, "Yeah, so what?" Tony fainted and fell on the floor and Jack just stared in confusion. Tim said, "Wait... if he can go into heat... then..." Jack murmured, "He might have kittens..." Jet looked surprised and excited, and Tony instantly woke up saying, "What the heck is wrong with you Jet!?"

Jet puffed up his chest and said, "Instincts." Tim said, "Let's take him to the vet, just to be sure." Tony said, "Yeah... okay." We walked to the vet and a doctor scanned my belly. The doctor said, "It's impossible, but he is indeed expecting kittens." Jet hugged me tightly, and Tony fainted again. Jack told the doctor, "He's fine." Then Tim asked, "How do we take care of a pregnant cat?"

The doctor said, "Well he has to be comfortable. And try not to stress him out too much, especially since he might get mood swings. He will eat normally, but since he's eating for five, he will have to eat more." "Wait, five!?" Jack shouted. Tony woke up and said, "I'm going to have to get Jet neutered..." The doctor shouted, "Let me finish speaking please!"

Everyone became silent, and the doctor said, "He will need lots of water as well, and a dark and quiet place so he can feel that his kittens are safe when they are born. From what it looks like, the kittens will be born in nine weeks." Tim said, "Thank you, doctor. We will be leaving now." We went back to the treehouse and I said, "This is going to be a long ride..."

Jet would come over every day and he would sometimes sleep with me in the treehouse. I always felt super hungry, and I ate and drank more than usual. I was also desperate to be scratched on the head or pet. Every time Tony or Jack try to touch my belly, I would hiss at them loudly, and Jet would come and swat their hands away. I would sometimes be in a completely bad mood, and I would sometimes be just in a very good mood.

~.....Eight and a half weeks later.....~

My belly was swollen to the point it would burst at any point now. Jack and Jet were watching over me today because Tim had to go on a trip. Jet said, "It has almost been nine weeks..." I felt a sudden rush of pain, and I grunted in response. "Rudy? You okay?" "Yeah I'm fi-" Before I could finish that sentence, the pain got stronger.

I wanted to scream. Jet carried me to a soft spot and shouted, "Hey numbnuts!" Jack said, "What is it?" Jet pointed at me and said, "Oh gosh... um..." He called Tony over, and when he got here, he said, "Oh god it's happening." I started to feel dizzy. My stomach hurt, and it felt like it was going to explode.

Tony said, "He can give birth to them himself, but it will take a while. For now, all we can do is keep Tim's dad away from here." Jet nodded and ran outside. Jack said, "I'm going to tell Tim." Then he walked outside. Tony stared at me for a while, then he said, "You can do it, Rudy. It will seem like forever, but you can do it." After those words of encouragement, he walked outside, leaving the treehouse in complete silence.

It was easier for me to concentrate on giving birth to the kittens. The contractions were painful, but I eventually got used to it. Soon, out came the first kitten. I bit off the umbilical cord and led my first child to my belly so it can eat. Tony was right. This felt like an eternity. After about ten minutes of contractions, out came the second one.

I put my second child next to the first, and he started suckling. Then I heard angry footsteps. Jet shouted, "No no! Stop him!" Tim's father was coming. I crawled my way to the secret exit, and I was able to get outside with my kittens and the blanket. The door closed, and Tim's father shouted, "Where's Tim!?"

Jack said, "He's on a trip remember!?" Then there was a moment of silence. Tim's father said, "Goddammit all!" Then he ran back outside. I heard the front door of the treehouse open, and Jet shouted, "He isn't here!" I weakly shouted, "Over here!" Jet opened the secret exit and said, "Oh thank goodness. I'll get you back inside."

Jet dragged the blanket back inside the treehouse, and said, "Good luck Rudy." Jet left and I sighed in relief, but I was still in pain. Out came the third, and two more to go. Then I heard Tim's voice say, "So he's giving birth now?" Then I heard angry footsteps again. "That's it! What's in here?!" I picked up the kittens that were at my belly and put them in a safe place before Tim's father busted the door open and gasped.

"So this is where you been! And how in the hell are you giving birth!?" He marched up to me and kicked me in the stomach. Blood flew out of my mouth, and he shoved his hand into the opening where the kittens were coming out. He ripped the other two kittens out of me, making me scream louder than I ever had in my entire life.

He slammed them on the floor, killing them before they could even breathe one breath. I watch the blood spill from their tiny bodies in horror, and Jet shouted, "You bastard!" Tim's father faced Jet and said, "So you're the male that fucked my cash cow, huh?" "What?" Tim sounded angry. Jack left to get Cleo, and Tony stood with Tim. I glanced where I put the other kittens, and they were sleeping safely.

Tim said, "You asshole... Cash cow? What the fuck is wrong with you!?" "Timothy! How dare-" "No! How are you abuse my friend! How dare you kill his kittens! How dare you think that you can sell his body!" His father was left stunned, then Tim's father kicked my stomach again, causing more blood to come out. I screeched in pain, causing Jet to scratch the fool's right eye out. "That's for hurting my family!"

Tim's father screamed in pain, and he ran out of the treehouse. I screamed when there was a sudden contraction, and out came another kitten. Afterward, I got lightheaded, then passed out.