"That's- that's good. Thanks. Feels much better." Siwa stretched out, flexing her hands and feet as she did so. "I'm not leaving for a day or two. Not that these swollen feet can take me anywhere anyway. I think I'll wait a while before my next litter, maybe a year." She gave the three males a naughty look. "Then again, if you're as good as you look right now, I'd gladly sleep with all three of you. Who knows? I might just have another litter sooner than that. You'd all make fine sires."

She turned to Twig. "And you are? Thanks for the massage, but I didn't get your name."