After dinner you wrote up most of your reports and would fill in the final one tomorrow. You arranged for an agent to stop by for a pickup of ‘samples’ and to bring replacement containment vials since you were out after swapping and cleaning the collector this morning. Tonight Jim would turn off the baby monitor for his own sanity.
Yet he lay restless in bed. After an hour of being unable to sleep Jim decided to get out of bed. He paused and turned on the monitor and immediately regretted his actions as the sounds of fluffy intercourse assailed his ears. He just as quickly turned it off and proceeded to exercise.
After wiping off the sweat and returning to bed for another hour Jim sighed again and once again regretted his decision to turn the monitor on. “Still?” He said mildly impressed before turning it off.
Apparently, he couldn’t sleep without the white noise of fluffy breathing he had become accustomed to from Nugget. Jim eventually turned on his laptop and cranked it himself out of boredom in the hopes it would help him sleep. He made the mistake of tubing to a H manga with a decent plot and started to care more about the story then the activity. Thirty chapters later and without a single shot fired he realized it was very early morning and he had blue balls.
“Shit…” He sighed and turned on the monitor again.
~Fluffy breathing and snoring noises.~
“Finally…” You add with a yawn. You cancelled your upcoming alarm, you could get in a four hour nap before your reminder alarm went off so you had some time to finish your report and be ready to meet the collection agent.
“Gud bwight time speciaw fwiend.”
“Bewwy good…” nugget added grunting slightly stretching her body. You were just starting to drift off as the two cooed during early morning cuddles.
“Wan nummies?”
“Stiww too eawly fow nummies but no sweepy eidah…”Nugget added in mild consideration. “Mowe speciaw huggies?”
“Otay!”
Jims dreams were invaded by sweaty grunting pig horses, he woke up poorly rested to say the least. He might not have even heard his alarm if there wasn’t a repeated rapping coming from the door and the calls of “Daddeh~ fwuffies hungie!~”
Jim got out of bed and changed into semi dirty clothes since he hadn’t showered yet but wanted to be out of his night clothes. “Fine.” Jim added bluntly as he opened the door to his bedroom and walked down the hallway to pick up Nugget.
After getting the fluffies a quick kibble breakfast with a single scrambled egg and a slice of grilled spam for each Jim filled out the report with a cup of coffee in his off hand and his cooling breakfast to the side.
“Daddeh, Nugget tink can feew tummie babbehs.”
“Weawwy!?” Flatbed added in a tone that suggested he was somehow surprised how that could be.
‘I should fucking hope so after that. . .’ You think irritated but put a check mark on the form indicating conception had likely occurred. “That’s wonderful sweetheart. I’ll schedule you a checkup in a couple of weeks with your vet to see how the foals are coming along.”
“Doctow Johnson? Wub Johnson.” Jim caught himself from taking a sip of his coffee right before she said that preventing himself from producing anything but a slight ‘snrrk’ sound from his nose as he stifled a laugh.
“I know you do sweetie. I’ll need to call and have your files transferred over flatbed.” you say matter of factly.
“Hopefuwwy fwatbed wub johnson too.” Damn, she was on point today and your walls of maturity were unmanned to repel these assaults due to lack of sleep.
“Fwatbed hab vet mistah cawwed johnson once. Nu wike johnson in poopie pwace.” As he said that he tucked his tail between his legs. Jim assumed he meant a prostate examine but he couldn’t hold it anymore.
Jim began to giggle and laugh to himself before wiping away his tears as the doorbell rang. He went over to retrieve the samples box from refrigeration and then headed to the door only opening it once he was sure it was the right person.
You exchanged a package and a manila envelop for another package with the agent and said your goodbyes.
Jim had just about finished his plate when he noticed Flatbed was staring at him patiently. “Yes flatbed?”
“Daddeh, knu am not petition day. Bu- am Sunday Funday?” When their daddy blinked they continued. “When wowk fow doctows, wowk most days buh get to gu to pawk an pway on Sunday.” You chuckled at the association, likely something one of the agents coined.
“I suppose. Nugget, do you want to go to the park?”
She pauses to think. She didn’t go much since many normal fluffies didn’t like playing with her and she didn’t do much but chat at the pillow park. She looked out the window. “Wook nice, otay.”
“Ok I’ll get ready then.” This would give you a chance to test the gear in real world settings.