Mpreg dakktyl

(Dakktyl rubbing his 8 month belly with a tired expression) Dakktyl: Aaoh~ . Dakktyl :I think I'm gonna be due next month... (Suddenly his baby belly grumbles, and kicks around.) Dakktyl: Oh, My god! Dakktyl: I'm getting so hungry because of you guys! (His belly continues ripping, then dakktyl forcefully burps.) Dakktyl (Forcefully burping): Ourp! Dakktyl: Please kids...It's not the time yet.... (His belly ripples and kicks once more) Dakktyl: No! PLEASE! Don't make me- (His cheeks fill up) Dakktyl (Forcefully burping loudly): BRAAAAAAUUUUUURP! Dakktyl: Ah~ Ok ok, daddy will feed you... (He calms his babies down by rubbing his belly. The babies finally becomes calm.) Dakktyl: Perfect.. (In the back view Dakktyl walks away to the kitchen)