Vanilla's Creamy Delight
 
'It's the simple things in life that make it worth living.'
 
Few phrases in the English lexicon are more cliche or sentimental than that gem of folksy philosophy. And yet, neither is there anything more pure than the sincerity of those who honestly do believe it.
 
Beaming to absolutely no-one but herself, Vanilla the Rabbit could wholeheartedly count herself among such true believers. Donning her adorable oven mitts covered with flower patterns -- which she painstakingly stitched and sewed herself -- she opened her oven's door and pulled out her latest batch of chocolate chip cookies. Skillfully closing the oven with a foot, she placed the piping-hot tray near the open window on the kitchen counter. Conveniently, a slight breeze was passing by, carrying the delectable aroma of freshly baked cookies throughout the small kitchen. Gazing out the window, this only made Vanilla's smile grow wider.
 
Springtime had come to Mobius, blessing the land with longer days full of sunshine and blossoming trees and flowers. As an added bonus, this was apparently during those peaceful times between Eggman's sinister schemes for world conquest, and as such the citizens of Mobius could rest easy knowing that, for the moment at least, the most they had to worry about were seasonal allergies and the occasional rainy day.
 
Setting her mitts aside, Vanilla found herself humming as well. Realizing that it was better than the silence that preceded it, she continued. It wasn't just the particular beauty of the day or the joy she derived from baking that lay behind her current happiness. Rather, as she mentally reminded herself of since morning, it was also the day her wonderful daughter, Cream, had invited a certain two-tailed mechanical genius over for tea and cookies.
 
This was a special occasion. Honestly, Vanilla could hardly remember the last time she enjoyed Tail's company, what with how often he aided his lightning-fast friend in foiling Eggman's plans, or the long hours he dedicated to working on new physics-bending gadgets. In fact, as Cream related to her mother, it took more than a little convincing from her to make him agree to visit the two's modest home. But, after enough talking, he did, a fact that made the motherly rabbit so happy.
 
Taking off her messy apron, Vanilla brushed down her lavender dress of any remaining flour or sugar that slipped on, before pausing. A tingling sensation ran down her most private parts. Biting her bottom lip, she knew she had to ignore it. No, it's too soon, she insisted to herself. She didn't want to ruin the fun she knew she'd have very, very shortly. And yet, the tingling persisted. If anything, it grew in anticipation of said events.
 
Finally, in a moment of weakness, she lowered a gloved hand down to her waist, and started to rub herself over her clothes. Slow at first, she began to go faster. Faster and faster she went. The tip of her tongue darted out her mouth and ran over her lips, her large eyes shut tight, as she softly moaned with pleasure. So what if she came a little now? She knew she wouldn't be satisfied, not until Tails stopped by. That would be when the real fun begins . . .
 
"Mother! Are you there?"
 
Startled, Vanilla twirled around, just in time to see her beloved daughter walk through the kitchen entrance. Nervous, she readjusted her bright orange ascot.
 
"Hello, dear! Just putting the finishing touches on our tea time." Vanilla smiled.
 
Perceptive, Cream's grin turned into a slight frown. "Mother, you know our playdate isn't here just yet", Cream said. Her mother, meanwhile, could only blush. "I know, sweetie. Mommy just got a little excited, that's all."
 
In an instant, Cream beamed once again. "That's okay, mother! Tails just called me over our walkie talkies," she said, briefly producing the tiny black device the fox had given her as a birthday present, "and he said he should be here in a couple of minutes!"
 
"That's wonderful, dear." Vanilla replied, relieved at how forgiving her daughter could be.
 
Shifting, Cream looked over to stare at the tray of cookies. Taking a deep whiff, she could already tell they would be nothing short of mouth-wateringly delicious. "Mother, I know tea time is soon, but could I please have a cookie now?"
 
"Now, now, sweetie," Vanilla admonished, returning the same look of disapproval to her offspring, "you must be patient. Patience is a woman's most important virtue . . . "
 
"Please, mother?" Cream begged, widening her eyes to enhance her already overwhelming cuteness. Inured to such tactics from her years raising her, Vanilla remained strong. This, however, was only for a few moments. Remembering how she almost succumbed to instant gratification, she figured she could allow her own daughter some wriggle room as well.
 
"Alright, dear. You can have just one."
 
Excited, Cream skipped over and plucked one of the baked treats off the tray. Biting into it, her eyes almost rolled back in her head. Warm, gooey chunks of chocolate melted over her tongue, accompanied by the soft, doughy texture of the surronding dessert. Unsurprisingly, she finished the snack in two bites.
 
"Mmm, thank you, Mother. Your cookies are always so good!" she exclaimed, licking what few crumbs there were on her lips. Chuckling, Vanilla's bosom swelled with pride in her cooking abilities.
 
"Mother, may I have some milk as well?"
 
"Of course, dear." Vanilla said, unbuttoning her reddish-brown vest. Cream, apparently even more delighted at the prospect of drinking milk, deftly lifted her mother's skirt and crawled underneath.
 
Standing just an inch or two above four feet, Vanilla was hardly a tall bunny. Even so, Cream had to balance herself on her large orange and yellow shoes to reach her desired targets. It did help that her mother was more than just 'gifted' in her chest area. Though more conservative in her outfits than Rouge, her breasts were hardly less impressive. Indeed, they were probably slightly larger than the bolder bat's, each one being more than a literal handful.
 
Despite being in total darkness, Cream was confident in navigating the fleshy terrain, a confidence born out of explored there so many times before. Opening her mouth, she flicked her pink tongue out. Expectedly, she contacted her mother's right nipple with ease. Leaning forward, she lubricated the perky protrusion with a couple more dabs of her moist tongue, before then closing her entire mouth around and sucking.
 
It took less than five seconds before the nipple lactated, leaking its sweet, milky nectar into Cream's mouth and down her throat.
 
For her part, Vanilla was more than pleased by the expertise her daughter displayed in breastfeeding. Holding her head close to her chest with a hand, Vanilla stared down at the bulge where Cream's head was, panting with arousal. Masturbation was fine enough for a quick orgasm, but sex with her daughter was what really turned the matron on. Already she could feel her panties soaking through with her juices, as Cream continued to suck and lick and nibble on her sensitive nipple.
 
"E-easy there, dear. Try not to move too much; you'll ruffle mommy's dress." Vanilla warned. Of course, her concern for her dress was merely an afterthought by this point. Much like before, she could feel herself approaching the climax, only now it would be with the aid and company of her lovely offspring, who, much like her mother before, was also now rubbing herself with one hand and holding onto the breast with her other one. Faster and faster the two went, each one approaching the glorious conclusion . . .
 
Knock, knock!
 
"Cream? Are you there? Sorry if I'm a little late!"
 
With astonishing finesse, Cream slipped out from under her mother's flowing dress, wiping her mouth of the tasty milk she had just feasted on. In unison, Vanilla began buttoning her vest as soon as her daughter's head was out of the way. Concealed by their respective dresses, the only evidence of their debauchery that could be seen by an outsider's eye was their mutual panting, and lustful glimmers in their eyes.
 
"Honey, it seems that our guest has arrived, and not a moment too soon. Could you please go out and greet him while I finish preparing our tea?"
 
"Of course, mother." Cream replied, practically bounding out of the kitchen and towards their front door.
 
"And do compose yourself before welcoming him in!" Vanilla cried out, just quiet enough so that anyone standing outside would be unable to hear her. Turning around, Vanilla lifted a tea kettle full of water she had set aside and placed it on the oven top to let it simmer. Moving to her refrigerator, she then pulled out a large pitcher of milk -- specially made for just the occasion -- before setting it down. From one of her drawers, she took out a package of eight curious baby blue pills. Opening its package with a pair of scissors, she then placed all four of them in an equally curious stone bowl, where, using a stone cylinder she ground them into a powder before pouring it into the pitcher.
 
Stirring the milk with a spoon, Vanilla couldn't help but smile to herself again. Oh sure, she had to make sure the cash register at the drug store stayed quiet about her purchasing pills for erectile dysfunction by giving him a quick blowjob. But it was a sacrifice well worth taking, not just to maintain her outward image as a loving, innocent mother, but also in preparation for this very moment.
 
Satisfied that the bluish taint the pills gave the milk became so faded as to be imperceptible, she then set the pitcher in the middle of the nice, wooden table the mother-daughter couple always used.
 
A second later, Tails and Cream walked into kitchen. "Hi, Ms. Vanilla. Thanks again for inviting me over. I know I've been a little busy lately, but I still like to come around here when I have the chance . . . " Tails said, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck with a hand as he tried to excuse his long absence.
 
"Oh, don't worry about it dear. We understand how busy a fox of your abilities can be. We're just glad you could make time for us today." Vanilla said, her smooth voice assuaging any fear Tails had that he had crossed her. "Now, tell me dear," she continued, lifting the now whistling kettle off the stovetop. "How much milk would you like with your tea?"
 
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The visit, naturally, started normal enough. The trio had spent the last several minutes exchanging the usual pleasantries: 'how has your work been going', 'any special plans for the summer', 'when do you think Eggman will strike again', that sort of talk. As expected, Tails was more than pleased by the cookies and tea offered to him, considering how he gobbled six of the former and downed four cups of the latter within ten minutes.
 
This placid, wholesome surface, however, could never last. As the fifteen-minute mark of the visit approached, Tails began to feel an interesting growing sensation below his waist. He had been discussing the finer points of quantum mechanics, the basis of the latest project he was currently engrossed in, when this change happened. Immediately, Tails knew what the feeling was. No stranger to pleasuring himself, and having formed secret, fleeting crushes on figures such as Rouge and Blaze in the past, the fox knew when he was popping a boner. Rational as always, he also knew that he couldn't simply walk to the bathroom to relieve himself either, lest he risk exposing his rapidly swelling penis to his two innocent friends.
 
Crossing his legs, Tails concluded the best course of action was to simply wait it out and hope that the boner would disappear from a lack of stimulation. And so, he continued on with his lecture. . . and on. And on. And on.
 
After another excruciating fifteen minutes, Tails realized that, ignore it as he might, the boner wouldn't go away. Mystified, he mentally attempted to figure out why. Being a male, and a genius to boot, he was normally so attuned to the needs of his cock. Why, just that morning he had satiated it in the comfort and privacy in his workshop. Usually, that would be enough to placate it until the next day. If that was the case, then what happened.
 
Of course, the two rabbits sitting adjacent to him knew exactly the reason. And, much like him, their own horniness was becoming more unbearable by the minute. Finally, Vanilla shot a knowing glance to Cream, who responded with a slight nod of understanding. Finally, it was time.
 
"Excuse me, Tails, but I think something's wrong with my walkie-talkie. Could you check it for me." Cream asked, amping up the cutesy whininess in her voice, the same kind associated with the feminine ignorance of all things mechanical.
 
"Oh, uh, sure Cream." Tails said, hesitation lacing his tone. While he certainly didn't want either of the two rabbits to get closer to him than necessary, he didn't want to come off as rude either.
 
"Thanks." Cream said, pushing herself up from her chair and pulling out her walkie-talkie. Just as she was about to hand it off to him, however, she accidentally 'slipped' forward, and onto his lap. Startled, this pushed him far enough back in his chair for it to tip over. As such, Tails slammed into the ground, with Cream's face concerningly close to his crotch.
 
"Ow. . . " Rubbing the back of his head again, Tails moaned from the unexpected pain, his eyes shut.
 
"Oh my goodness, Tails! I'm so sorry! Are you alright?" Cream, with feigned concern, asked.
 
"Yeah, sure Cream, I'm alright. I'm used to taking a little tumb--"
 
Before he could finish, Tails had leaned up to see if Cream was alright -- only to find her staring at his rock hard dick.
 
Her jaw was slightly agape, though not exactly for the reasons Tails was thinking. No, her shock came mainly from how massive it was. Standing at full mast, it was almost a foot long. Given how Tails himself was barely taller than Cream, at a little over two and a half feet, this made his enormous penis all the more impressive proportionally wise.
 
A long, awkward silence swallowed the room. Even Vanilla was stunned into silence by its sheer magnitude. Finally, after Cream started to feel a drop of drool slither down her cheek, she continued with the plan.
 
"O-oh wow, Tails. Is this your, your penis?"
 
Mortified, the fox covered his face with the signature tails that gave him his nickname.
"Oh please, please, please let there be a black hole nearby big enough to suck me into the void." Tails quietly pleaded to the Universe. On the inside, however, he was having a full-blown meltdown.
 
Oh gosh, oh gosh, what should I do, WHAT SHOULD I DO? Okay, okay, just stay calm, stay calm. If I'm fast enough, I could fly out of here and whip up a memory-wiping device and -- wait, no, no Prowers! That's immoral, that's very, very immoral. Oh jeez, okay. Okay, how about this? What if I ask Sonic to run around Mobius fast enough to reverse time so this entire day would restart? Yeah, yeah that could work, Prowers, that could actually -- WAIT! If present Sonic meets past Sonic, then their atoms could collide and cause a space-time disruption that would destroy the entire universe! Oh boy, I'm running out of ideas here. Okay, what if I make a parallel dimension transporter and switch -- Ah!
 
By this point, Cream had grabbed the head of his penis. Intrigued by its girth, she also started to gently rub it with between her index finger and thumb, causing it to jiggle in excitement.
 
"Um, uh, Cream? Wh-what are you --"
 
"Oh my!" Vanilla exclaimed, leaping out of her chair and onto the floor next to Cream in an instant. "What terrible guests we've been! It seems poor Tails has had to deal with this colossal pain this whole time. Come, Cream, let's help 'relieve' him of his pain!"
 
"Wait, hold on a -- ah!"
 
Before he could even get a sentence in, both mother and daughter began licking his cock. A traveler having crossed a desert and finding his favorite flavor of popsicle couldn't have licked it with greater ferocity or pleasure than those two randy rabbits did with Tails' cock. Up and down they went, their tongues covering its bright orange surface in a layer of hot, moist saliva. Slurping as loud as they could, their moans were even louder. Soon enough, Tails joined in, his toes curling in his red shoes. Rubbing one out with a gloved hand was one thing. But this was an entirely new level of pleasure the small fox never even knew about -- and one he certainly wasn't going to be shy about expressing his revelry in.
 
Seconds stretched into minutes. Though the three were certainly happy about the situation now, it was clear that one pair weren't going to be satisfied with just fellatio. It was time to finish, and move onto the next sex position.
 
Taking the initiative, Cream opened her mouth as wide as she could and, positioning herself over the top, crammed as much of the dick into her mouth as she could. Sucking on it even faster and harder than she did with her mother's nipple earlier, she bobbed her head up and down. Though she could only manage to stick less than a quarter of cock inside her mouth, it was clear the change of pace was more than welcomed by Tails. Panting like a dog, Tails was ready to cum.
 
And cum he did.
 
With a bellowing moan, Tails finally ejaculated. Despite knowing this, even Cream was surprised by the gobs of seed that shot out of him like a rocket and into her mouth. Still, she wasn't about to choke. Swallowing as much salty cum as she could, she was determined to take in every drop. Tears welled in her eyes, as his cock continued to spurt. One spurt became two, two became three, and three became four. Finally, after six impressive eruptions, it finally stopped. At least, for now.
 
Pop. At last, Cream managed to detach herself from Tails' member. Moaning and panting in both pain and pleasure, Cream glanced down, and was pleased. Not a single drop of semen was left to trickle down Tails' shaft. Beaming, she felt as if she'd climbed an entire mountain, or, perhaps more accurately, survived being tossed into a raging river without drowning.
 
"Hah, hah, thanks you two. That was really, really good. I feel so much better now--" Once again, Tails sentence stopped in its tracks. Peering down, he expected to see a shrinking dick, not one that was still throbbing with excitement. It was practically begging for more.
 
Grinning ear to floppy ear, both Cream and Vanilla stood up. "Why, thank you for the complements," Vanilla said, unbuttoning her vest yet again for the day, "but the fun's just getting started."
 
In mere moments, the two bunnies tore off their dresses and shoes, leaving nothing on but the gloves on their hands. As soon as this was done with, Vanilla leaned down to grab Tails' hand, lifting him up to his full height. For her part, Cream eagerly crept down underneath her mother on her knees, positioning her head fully under Vanilla's glistening pussy.
 
In one fell swoop, Vanilla hugged Tails close to her chest, and in between her ample breasts, the height difference between the two ensuring that he was perfectly at eye level to them. Confused, Tails glanced up to the MILF's face. She chuckled. "Well, what are you waiting for? Grab them." She encouraged, lifting up both his hands and placing them on both her tits.
 
Always a quick learner, Tails understood what he had to do. Squeezing his hands, he began to kneed and grope at Vanillas enormous breasts. At the same time, Cream began to look up and lick at her mother's vagina, her tongue parting and penetrating her nether lips. Moaning, Vanilla stared up in utter delight at having two major erogenous zones stimulated at once.
 
Unsatisfied with merely squeezing them, Tails quickly moved onto the nipples. Placing his mouth on the left one, and his hand on the right, he started sucking on the one and gently twisting and rubbing the other. This, naturally enough, only stimulated Vanilla even more. By now her vagina was at full gush, and like a waterfall it flooded onto Cream's face, which she enthusiastically lapped up. Appropriately, Tails was also quickly finding himself covered in fluids. Having triggered the nipples into lactating again, he too slurped as much of the tasty milk as he could. Throbbing, his cock was also at head-level with Cream now, and as such it poked and slapped her from time to time, which only added to the two's arousal.
 
Biting her lip, Vanilla was reaching a tipping point. It wasn't enough to be licked and played at -- she needed something -- or rather, someone -- inside her. Now.
 
Gently pushing Tails away, she looked down towards her crotch. "Alright, honey. Mommy can't wait any longer. It's time."
 
"Yes, please, mother! I want to be there again. Please, put me inside you!" Cream yelled, taking a momentary break from eating out her mother to reply.
 
With that, Vanilla started to lower down. Confused, Tails pondered at what the two could possibly mean. It wasn't long before he got his answer.
 
Amazingly, as Vanilla continued to push down, Cream's muzzle began to disappear. At first, Tails thought this just meant she was getting pushed behind her mother -- though this conclusion was quickly disproven once a slight bulge appeared towards the bottom of her abdomen. As if this wasn't proof enough, wet suction-like sounds accompanied this physical change, an audible testament to the power of the elder rabbit's genitals. Excited, Vanilla could barely contain herself, and thus she started to push down faster and faster. It wasn't long before things finally clicked in Tails' sex-addled brain.
 
It wasn't long before Cream's entire head, disproportionately large as it was, had passed through Vanilla's cunt. The form of it could be seen on the stretched skin on the outside. Perfectly outlined, it seemed like it was an almost air-tight fit -- though, judging by the ecstatic expression plastered on Cream's face, she certainly didn't seem to mind. Eventually, Vanilla reached her daughter's neck. Then her shoulders. Then her mid-riff. By the time she reached her waist, the matron stood back up again, allowing her daughter's bottom half to slightly dangle above the wooden floor.
 
The suction sounds grew louder, as Cream was sucked in even faster. In just another three seconds, the vagina had devoured her legs and reached her cute little feet. In a half of a second, those were gobbled up as well.
 
Gobsmacked, Tails wasn't sure whether to be terrified, curious, or aroused. In the end, he settled for all three. Cautiously stepping towards Vanilla, he reached one of his hands out. By now, the skin-tight outlines that formed over Vanilla's belly had disappeared, replaced with a smooth, round tummy with an outie belly button. It was just like back when she was pregnant again -- only this time with baby that was nearly half her size.
 
Tails rubbed a hand over the stretched surface. "Holy cow . . ." he whispered. Sure, the events of the last few minutes were crazy enough, but this was on another level. Internally, Tails wondered if this was some elaborate dream his mind came up with, like his inner sexual demons were finally unleashed. The muffled giggling that came from within Vanilla's womb, however, were enough to convince him of the reality of what he'd seen.
 
"This . . . this is incredible! I never knew rabbit physiology was so . . . so flexible! This could have unbelievable ramifications for the study of medicine and biology! This can --"
 
Amused as she usually was by Tails long rants about science, after having sucked her daughter back inside her Vanilla was unimaginably horny. So horny, in fact, that she simply laid herself against her back on the floor, looked Tails straight in the eye, and said "Shut up and fuck me already, you stud."
 
Again, Tails was thrown for a loop, surprised as he was at hearing such a foul word cross such usually innocent lips. Seeing how his dick was still throbbing with anticipation, he decided to obey her command.
 
Placing himself on top of her, Tails lost all sense of inhibition, and shoved his mighty cock as deep as it could go. Vanilla screeched with pleasure, as the nearly foot long penis was then quickly thrust in and out, causing her tan, taut belly to quiver and shake from how powerful it slammed against her.
 
For her part, Cream was practically locked in a pitch black, wet cavern. The voices from outside were muffled to beyond the point of being comprehensible. Feeling, however, the vibrations surrounding her, along with the fleshy head that was ramming against the back of her, she was confident in what was happening outside. Again, with her amazing ability to navigate, she was able to position her head towards the entrance of her new home. Here, she could feel the tip of Tails' cock poking in and out. Given his length, of course, this still meant that three inches of dick were coming and going. Hungry for even more of the fox's delicious seed, Cream opened her mouth again, and began sucking on his tip.
 
The sensation of entering an even tighter hole, and knowing who it was, only made Tails that much harder. By now he was a sexual beast, intoxicated with both his natural lust and the artificial inducement of it from having unwittingly consumed multiple sex pills. Ramming his massive length down Vanilla's pussy, he ramped up the speed of his thrusts, causing his partner to wail with sheer, unadulterated pleasure.
 
An entire minute passed before Tails finally orgasmed for the second time. Unbelievably, the second time was even greater than the last. One spurt became three, three became six, six escalated into nine. Finally, after fifteen consecutive, non-stop cumming, Tails passed his limits. Panting, he slipped his cock out of Cream's mouth and Vanilla's cunt, and sprawled out onto the floor.
 
Vanilla, expectedly, had also climaxed, as evidenced by the expansive puddle of femcum that spilled out of her vagina, and by her own pleasure breathes. Meanwhile, inside her, Cream was absolutely bloated with seed, a small pot belly distending from her usually flat abdomen. Of course, she had also climaxed, lying as she was in a small pool of her own fluids.
 
Needless to say, the trio at this point was exhausted. Now was the time to rest . . .
or at least, not before one last twist.
 
Pushing himself to his side, Tails leaned over Vanilla's enormous belly, waiting for her to look up as well. When she finally did, he started to rub her tummy, giving it deep, passionate kisses. Staring straight at her, his characteristic bashfulness took over. "Ms. Vanilla, may I, um, y'know . . . "
 
"Get inside me, already, cutie." Vanilla said, a weak but anticipating smile adorning her face.
 
Waiting no longer, Tails leaned back and shoved his face into Vanilla's vagina. Moaning, she wasted no time in sucking the fox deep into her womb. Kicking his shoes off, Tails pushed his feet against the floor to further speed up the process. As more of him entered, Cream also joined in, grabbing onto an arm and pulling him in. With the three's combined efforts, Tails' entire body was sucked in, five seconds flat -- a new record, Vanilla gladly thought to herself.
 
With both new boytoy and child inside her, Vanilla glanced up at her belly. More gargantuan than ever, it extended almost three feet in front of her, forming one massive curve rounder and tighter than any ball. As for her two passengers, there was virtually no room left to spare in the womb. Thus, both Tails and Cream, facing each other, were also practically on top of each other. This also meant there was little room for Tails' prodigious penis, which, while in the process of entering Vanilla, had slipped down Cream's pussy. This also formed a bulge, and the tightness of that and the surrounding area caused both to moan.
 
Shakily, Vanilla heaved herself up. Leaning against the nearby wooden table, the only thing more impressive than her belly was her strength. Running her hands over the curve, Vanilla laughed. "Now, now, children" she started, "Don't have your fun yet. Momma's got to get to bed first."
 
Placing both hands as far as they would reach underneath her belly, she made her way through the house. After getting momentarily stuck though a couple of doors, she finally made it to her bedroom. It was plain enough, with a small window whose curtains were closed in anticipation of this outcome, and with a modest bed with orange sheets and brown comforter in the middle. Closing the door behind her, Vanilla waddled her way to bed, carefully lying down back first on it. Groaning underneath her, she worried for a moment that it would crack from the combined weight of the three -- but fortunately the noises stopped soon after.
 
Placing both her hands now on the top of her belly, she yawned. "Alright, kids. Mother's gonna take a little nap for now. Try not to have too much fun in there and wake me up." Vanilla said, before almost immediately dozing off to sleep. It was still only in the afternoon, but, obviously, she was more than a little tired. As for her two passengers, however, the moment she fell asleep they started fucking, albeit while keeping her warning in the back of their heads. Still, it was rowdy enough in there to produce more than a few bulges on the outside, though this was still not enough to wake Vanilla. In fact, before she was completely asleep, she found that she quite enjoyed the slipping and sliding of the two bodies in her womb, which caused her to further 'gush' with contentment.
 
It is, after all, the simple things in life.