Shimmer: looks down at her belly …because they all have their responsibilities and I have mine. Look, I’m going to bed soon. Leave your door open so you can let your kitten in here. Don’t want to have a repeat of last night’s actions.
She gets up from your bed and walks towards the bathroom, taking the shower seat with her. Her last few words echo through your head to make sense of the situation. She does seem right about the situation. She did agree with all the other girls to get pregnant at the same time. What she’s probably didn’t expect was her husband leaving. You continue to think of ways to get her to trust you as you exit the room and prepare the couch for bed.
Meanwhile in the shower, Shimmer tests the shower seat for herself and sure enough, the seat does its job well. It supports her and her two babies without slipping around the floor. Your words also begin to spin in her head as she bathes herself in warm water. She finishes her shower and grabs her purple pajamas. Tigger comes in to join her for bed as he hops into his own bed. After ignoring him for so long, she finally decides to call him up to your bed for a quick petting. But not for long as she begins to feel her breasts fill with milk again.
She rushes back to the pump she put on the main dresser, rips off her shirt and attaches the device to her nipples. She puts the settings back to default and started the pump again. This time her reaction was less surprised now that she knows how the pump works. After a minute she turns the settings up and pumps the excess milk out of her system. She’s really become a literal cow if she produces this much milk for two babies.
The machine turns off automatically again and she take care of the milk in the two newer bottles. After putting her pajama top back on, she enters the living room again where you watch her (accompanied by tigger) store the bottles in the fridge.
Shimmer: I may need something to contain all this milk. These four bottles alone won’t save it.