User blog:Ore-samma/Short-Shot My Echidna (First Son) (No Lewd) (Love)

Hello Fans, Ore-samma here!

This one was inspired by a fan who asked for an Echidna to give birth to a son.

Wow.....I loved how this turned out.

So touching, so wonderful.

A breath of fresh air in this sea of chaos of life and maybe in this site.

Anyways, I love this one.

Hope you do too.

Ever your Servant-

Ore-samma

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“Mom! Moooooom!”

I sighed as I moved down the hall and to the nursery where my latest egg was in the warmer.

“Yes, dear?” I said in an exasperated tone. I was so tired, having just started to fall asleep to be woken up.

“Mother! The egg! It’s hatching!” Annabelle, my youngest Holstaur cried out, pointing to the egg.

I shook my head. That was impossible! The egg was only laid a month ago! It had at least four more months! Oh! Something must be wrong!

“Is the baby going to be okay?” She whispered as I drew nearer to the shaking egg that already had a few cracks on it.

I swallowed, “I….I don’t know….” I brought my hands forth and eased my restorative magics upon the delicate egg.

But nothing happened, the magics seemed to move around the egg as it would when the living being was fully healed.

“Annabelle! Get your father and your eldest sister Helen! Quick!” I snapped, accidentally giving a little hiss at the end.

Annabelle nodded and rushed out.

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“Oh! Please!” I begged. “Please! Please be okay, my baby!” I whispered, still pouring my restorative magics on the cracking egg.

“Amanda! Are you okay!” Jake cried out, quickly followed by my echidna-type daughter.

“Quick!” I shouted to them both. “Help me! The baby! The egg is failing!”

Both my husband and daughter held out their hands and focused. Soon our restorative magics illuminated the entire nursery.

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“Mother!” Helen cried out, tears pouring down her face. “It’s not responding!”

“This is your sister! Not an ‘it’ do you understand?” I cried out, hissing in frustration and smacking my tail against the ground.

“ I’m so tried...I….I can’t -”

I yelped as my daughter fainted, her face almost pure white.

“Amanda….” My husband whispered, closing his fingers around my hands that were trembling and could no longer shape magic. “I’m sorry.”

“Jake!” I cried out and used my tail to pick Helen off the floor and held her close with my coils and Jake with my arm. “It’s not fair! Oh!” I bawled as I slowly reached out with my other arm and cradled the egg, now spidered over with cracks and lines. “She didn’t even get to know life!”

“Mommy?”

I looked over and gasped.

All five of my other daughters stood at the edge of the nursery. Their eyes pouring tears.

“My babies! Come to me!” I cried out, no longer able to control myself, bawling in earnest and holding my dying unborn baby in my arms.

They all placed their fingertips on the egg that oozed a small amount of clear fluid. Even Helen who just started to rouse.

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“My baby….I love you….” I whispered and kissed the fully fractured surface of my egg.

I almost cried out as my lips touched….a foot?

The shell fell to pieces and crumbled in my hands to reveal-

“My God!” I cried out, a new wave of tears replacing the old one.

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“Mommy?” Annabelle mooed, “Is….that a boy?”

“A son.” Jake whispered, extending his finger which the young baby grasped and held on to, looking up with open and clear eyes that seemed full of understanding.

“My son!” I cried out, holding him above my head, reveling in his crying laughter and smile.

I slowly brought him down and cradled him to my breast.

“My son! Welcome to the world….I love you so, so much.” I whispered, stroking his cheek, watching him sleepily close his eyes and drift off to a deep slumber.

“A brother.” Annabelle whispered.

“What is his name? Helen cooed, stroking his forehead with her fingertip.”

The others all spoke, but the entire world fell away as I stared dumbstruck into the face of my son…..the only son who had ever been born to a mamono!

This…..this would change everything….this would change the entire world!

But of course it would, why wouldn’t it?

Love conquers all things…..even things that were once impossible.

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“I will name him Grant….for he is the very hope, desire and wish that all mamonos and humans have…..a life of peace….a life of love….and with this, he may be the first of a generation that will grant this wish to all.”

My daughters and husband all murmured their approval.

“Are you going to go back to sleep, mommy?” Annabelle mooed, tugging my sleeve and looking at me with her large, innocent purple eyes.

With my tail I picked her up and placed Grant in her lap and held them both.

“My darling, I couldn’t sleep if I wanted to. I think I will just sit here and hold my two precious miracles.” I looked to my family.

“You girls have the biggest job you could ever hope to imagine….to be the best big sisters to your little brother, my son.” I felt my mouth fill with joy to shape and form the words “little brother” and “son.”

They all nodded, almost in unison.

I turned back to my son and wiped my eyes and  whispered my thanks that I lived to see the day that proved to me forever......

That love would conquer all.