Reincarnated as the Only Human

It took a while for Sari to overcome her surprise from having seen multiple women utilize the Weave directly right in front of her, and after that she just gave me an awkward smile, not knowing what to say.

After eating, she finally managed to speak, looking around in surprise as she asked ”So... All five of you can use the Weave? But not you, Yiksa? Doesn’t that mean..?”

The Catkin stared at me, making me smirk beneath my veil as I nodded, finishing her thought.

”That every child born from me has that ability? Yes, yes it does.”

She looked towards my belly, blinking a few times before smiling wryly, her yellow eyes warm as she muttered ”So she will too...”

Nodding again, I took her hand and placed it on my stomach, whispering ”She will, Sari. That, and so much more...”

Her eyes widened again, before she grinned as she leaned over and gave me a rather chaste kiss, the Catkin resting her brow against mine as she said ”I look forwards to it; seeing my kit surpass me would be wonderful, Astra... Thank you.”

Kissing me again, she pulled away and looked around the campfire, beginning to ask some other questions to the family, all while I sat back and smiled, enjoying the scene in front of me.

Before I fell asleep that night, I brought out the anvil that I had crafted and added it to the workbench, as well as the forge itself.

Taking out the metals that I had scrounged together, I began by first smelting the various rusted weapons and various broken weapons, getting myself some raw [Dryadi Steel] to work with.

Then, after I had smelted everything in my inventory, I began crafting a normal, simple longsword, wanting to unlock the [Swordswoman] skill for my Survival System.

With it being the dead of night, and with my Systems doing all the work, it looked like I was just staring into the coals of the forge, before I would place some metal on the anvil.

No one noticed, and I worked for an hour or so on getting a normal sword made, all the different processes leading into forging it earning me a few levels.

Obviously, as soon as I had the sword in my hand, I was given the ability to purchase [Swordswoman I], which I did, and that unlocked a new skill - [Blade Proficiency]

Reading it, I was slightly awed by the skill itself, grabbing it so that I could further my own strength as well as my children’s strength.

[Blade Proficiency : Improves damage with bladed weapons by 5%, improves efficiency with bladed weapons by 5%, and gives user a better understanding of the weapon, increasing their ability to learn techniques for that weapon by 10%]

As for [Swordswoman I]...

[Swordswoman I : Improves attack value of swords by 5%, and increases efficiency by 5%]

That brought my level to 75, and I smiled as I stored everything away and entered the tents, cuddling between Sari and Rhefia and assigning my unnamed kit some skills before drifting to sleep.

She received - of course - [Mana Sense], but also [Footwork], [Dexterity] and [Blade Proficiency] from my Survival System.

As for the Breeding System, I gave her [Closed Womb], [Familial Bond], [Sensual Dancing], and [Pleasurable Body]

After that, I fell asleep despite the nerves I had from the timer that was rapidly approaching zero.

When I woke up again, I was greeted with the sight of Sari and Rhefia glaring at one another, their nude figures bathed in the early rays of the sun.

Sitting up, I yawned before looking at them confusedly, mildly amused by how they both slid down towards my side, holding me close and whispering reassuring things to me.

”I’ve done this before, y’know? Three times, actually. I’ll be fine...”

””That’s not what we were worried about!””

Hearing them in sync, I frowned, before Sari glared at Rhefia and hissed ”Why is her brat growing alongside mine?!”

”Maybe because I’m just better?”

Sighing, I reached over and pinched their cheeks, silencing them.

”Sari, I didn’t plan on it, but Rhefia did impregnate me the day after you left. That means... well, yes, our kit and my child with her are both going to be born together.”

She pouted at me, and I just rolled my eyes before yawning again.

”Well, we have some time, so...”

Rhefia didn’t hesitate to stand up, her cock swaying hypnotically in front of me, while Sari scrambled to stand up as well, pushing her own cock against my cheek and demanding I pleasure her.

Enjoying their lust, I reached up and began to get my morning meal, stroking them both as I alternated between the two, enjoying the mixture of vanilla and mint as I sucked on them both.

When they came, the two women glared at each other as they tried to go for another round, only to pout as I gestured for them to leave.

The morning ticked by slowly, but eventually I felt the familiar pains of pregnancy as my body informed me that it was time, causing the family to rush over and sit beside me.

Sari was on one side, holding my hand, while Heila was on the other, apparently experienced with childbirth.

Rhefia was at the bottom, waiting, with Camara beside her ready to help, alongside Kalia.

Aethisia, Yiksa, and Prixisia all stood around, watching with slight worry as I began to push, pain coursing through me.

Even with the skills I had, the experience I had, this was still such a painful, stressful moment for me, but one that was being assuaged by the Catkin holding my hand, and the Deerkin staring at me gently.

It took some time, but eventually I pushed the first child out - a dark brown baby with splotches of white over her skin.

Ehretia.

Rhefia cleaned her off and swaddled our daughter, before handing her gently to Camara as she prepared to receive the kit as well, who came out minutes later.

Like Sari’s belly and my own skin, our kit was as pale as milk, but she had a tuft of dark black hair atop her head as well as the black ears and tail.

When Ehretia and the kit were handed, I smiled tiredly as I stared between them, admiring the two new additions closely.

Ehretia cried, but her voice was silky - which surprised me, but her deep crimson eyes made my smile widen.

As for the kit, she was quiet, opening her eyes moments after Ehretia began to cry and staring at her sister, her eyes the very same deep crimson as Ehretia’s.

Seeing that, Sari hesitantly reached over and stroked our kit’s brow, redirecting the little baby’s attention towards herself.

Staring straight at her Dama, the kit tilted her head before reaching for her fingers, wrapping her tiny hands around them, her ears twitching cutely.

My heart melted in my chest as I watched them, before smiling at Sari as she muttered ”Aka. Let’s name her Aka.”

I looked down at my two new daughters - Ehretia, who had managed to stop crying, and Aka, the quiet kit.

Ehretia wasn’t a futa, but Aka was, and they both seemed close already as Ehretia made noises to try and get Aka’s attention, reaching out for her sister.

Everyone looked down at the two babies, and I leaned down and kissed their noses, muttering ”Welcome to the world, Ehretia, Aka...”