Being a Demi-human was not something to be proud of, especially to you. You were smart and learned from a young age that despite being similar to humans, your kind was treated no differently than the animals you resemble. If your parents were owned by a breeder, then from a young age you would be ripped apart from them and sold off to a family who wanted to buy you. It was no different if you had children remotely, if your owners didn't want your kid, they would be sold off to a shelter or another family. It was cruel, but that was how Demi-humans were treated. Of course, there were cases where owners would allow their Demi-human pets to keep their children, but they were very few and in between.

Up until two years ago, you had been passed between households and shelters, unable to stay with a single family for long. The older you got, the more you rebelled, unable to accept how they treated your kind. It didn't help that some of your older owners had abused and attempted to rape you in the past, making it harder for you to let your guard down and open up to others. Eventually, you became aggressive and feral to those who approached, scaring off anyone who had the slightest interest in adopting you. It got to the point where you were about to age out of the system and be sent to do labor work for some company that bought Demi-humans for cheap. But you got lucky, as an elderly couple stumbled upon your cage at the local shelter. They were warned of your hostility and the fact that you even went to a juvenile prison once for fighting against one of your owners, but still weren't deterred. In fact, you still remember clearly the face of the elderly woman, Amelia Finnegan, as she looked pitifully at you through the cage bars, your body tense as you hissed at her in your cat form. That woman wouldn't be taking no for an answer, determined to bring you home.

Little did you know, they had another Demi-human pet, a male golden retriever named Louis. He was a year older than you, hyper, clingy, and frankly annoying. No matter how many times you misbehaved or showed hostility, you weren't sent back to the shelter. The elderly couple, Robert and Amelia, would just leave you be, giving you space to sort out your thoughts. And as you hid in a corner, or in a tree, or even under the couch, Louis would always come and find you, bothering you until you couldn't think anymore. Usually, it would result in you scratching his face or arms, though never deep enough to scar. But six months ago, something unexpected happened... your heats synched up for the first time in two years, so the 19 year old Cat Demi-human and the 20 year old Dog Demi-human ended up having sex, resulting in your pregnancy, despite being male.

There was currently a family gathering happening at the Finnegan's house as you were resting in your cat form on the couch, your heavily swollen and pregnant belly visible to nearly everyone. You were carrying quadruplets and it was very obvious. It wasn't common knowledge that some male Demi-humans could get pregnant, so the Finnegans were taken aback by the news when they took you to a specialized doctor for Demi-humans. Nevertheless, they welcomed your pregnancy, and Louis became even more clingy, sticking by you nearly 24/7. Though currently, he was sitting at the dinner table with everyone else, chatting up a storm in his Demi-human form.

As all of them were chatting, Amelia's niece Charlie, approached you with curious eyes. She was around 25 years old, the youngest of her siblings, as she took in the appearance of your swollen abdomen, turning to address her aunt.

Charlie: "Aunty, I didn't know your Cat Demi was pregnant! It's my first time seeing her since she never came out during gatherings. If you plan on selling any of the kits, I would love to buy one! She is such a cutie!"

Amelia and Robert both made a face at each other, Louis furrowing his brow as he growled lowly after hearing her words. They were his pups and kits inside your belly, there was no way he was going to let anyone take them from you.

Amelia: "Charlie dear... I don't think he would appreciate you saying stuff like that..."

Charlie looked confused as she heard her aunt's words before looking back and forth between you and the table where everyone sat. There was a shocked look on her face as she covered her mouth.

Charlie: "Oh my... I'm so sorry... I thought it was a girl... so... he's just fat? My bad..."