Makoto put the car in drive and pulled away from the house, leaving behind his old, quiet life and the four positive tests on the coffee table. In the rearview mirror, he could see Mika, Ayane, and Mafuyu all crammed into the back.
As Makoto parked the car in the department store garage, he slowly led them toward the elevator. "We will need to do some checkups to make sure they're healthy, too. I guess… no sex for the first three months?"
The question hung in the air of the brightly lit garage. It was a clinically reasonable question, followed by a full three seconds of absolute stunned silence.
And then, all hell broke loose.
"ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE?!" Yuna's shriek echoed off the concrete walls, causing a nearby car's alarm to blare. She wheeled on him. "THREE MONTHS?! THREE FUCKING MONTHS?! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW HORNY I AM?! YOU DID THIS TO ME! YOU KNOCKED ME UP! YOU ARE GOING TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY AND FUCK ME WHEN I SAY SO!"
Ayane just stared at him with a look of absolute betrayal on her face. "But… the onsen…" she whispered, her voice a heartbroken whimper. "You promised! You said you will keep loving and fucking me and pump a baby into me, Makoto." A dramatic tear traced a path down her cheek.
Yuna rounded on her. "Oh, don't you start, you side-girl! I'm the main wife! He fucks ME first! And I decide when we can fuck!"
"No, the DOCTOR decides!" Mika's calm and authoritative voice cut through the chaos. She had her phone out, thumbs flying across the screen. "Intercourse is safe during a low-risk pregnancy, unless there are complications such as a history of preterm labor or a short cervix."
She looked up from her phone. "We will, of course, be scheduling a joint check-up first to get a professional opinion, darling."
"Oh my god," Mafuyu whimpered, her face flushed a deep mortified crimson. She was trying to shrink physically behind Mika, hiding from this shitstorm. "Can we please not talk about this… here?"
Yuna pointed a shaking, accusatory finger at Makoto. "See! You're not the doctor. You don't get to make that decision, pig bro. We go to the check-up to get the all-clear. And then," Her voice dropping to a dangerous growl, "you're going to be balls-deep in me so hard you'll forget what it feels like to not be fucking me, big bro."
She grabbed Mika's arm. "Second wife, help me find the nicest maternity store in this whole damn mall. We're getting new clothes. And you," she pointed at Makoto. "You're paying and carrying our bags."
"Okay, okay. Check-up first, shopping later," Makoto sighed, surrendering. He grabbed Mafuyu's hand to anchor himself as they followed Mika. His mind kept wandering to what kind of heaven or hell it would be to live with four horny pregnant wives without sex.
Mafuyu let out a relieved sigh, her hand relaxing in his. She gave it a grateful squeeze, a silent thank you for being her anchor in the middle of the storm.
"Get a room, you two," Ayane's teasing voice called from behind. "Or at least wait until we're in the changing room." She winked at Makoto with a playful, shameless glint in her eyes.
"Don't encourage them, cow," Yuna snapped, not even turning around. She was marching ahead like a tiny general leading her army. "We have a mission. And you," she pointed a thumb over her shoulder at Makoto, "are our pack mule. Try to keep up."
Mika, navigating with her phone, led them into the mall's main concourse. "It's just ahead," she announced, her voice a calm purr as she gestured towards a store with large, soft-lettered signage reading "Blossom & Bump." The window displayed mannequins in stylish, flowing dresses and comfortable-looking yoga pants.
"They specialize in transitional wear," Mika explained, as if giving a business presentation. "Garments that will be comfortable now, and accommodating for the next six to eight months."
"Oh, god," Yuna moaned, her face a mask of horror as she looked at the display. "It's all so beige and flowy. I'm going to look like a fucking tent."
"They have black, too," Ayane said helpfully, her eyes already scanning for the skimpiest options. "And probably some really nice lingerie for when we get that all-clear from the doctor." She gave Makoto a wicked grin.
Makoto couldn't help but think that the hell of no sex would be nothing compared to the heaven of four horny pregnant women who had been given the green light. "Come on, we still need to visit a clinic for a check-up first. Don't tease me, Ayane."
Mika didn't even look up from her phone as her fingers paused their tapping. She gave Makoto a look. "I managed to book a last-minute appointment at 4 PM today. I've already added it to your calendar."
"Ehem, 4 PM? We have two hours for shopping, then," Makoto said, checking his watch. He dropped his shoulders and entered the store with them. "You're as reliable as ever, Mika."
A triumphant smile spread across Mika's face. She looked up at him, her pink eyes shining with a victorious light, and placed her own hand over his, pressing it against her still-flat belly. "Of course, darling," she said, her voice a soft purr. "I am always the one you can rely on."
Makoto chuckled as he realized how ridiculous it might look when they made their visit. "So… are we going there in turns or together?"
"The appointment is already booked for all four of us concurrently. It is the most efficient use of everyone's time. We've blocked out two hours." Mika answered.
"Good!" Yuna snapped with a satisfied look on her face. "I'm not sitting in some stupid waiting room while you're in there with them. We're doing this together. I want to be there when the doctor tells you that you're officially a baby-making machine." She jabbed a finger in Makoto's direction. "And you're holding my hand, big bro."
"Oh, this is gonna be hilarious, Mika." Ayane cackled, rubbing her hands together with glee. "Can we all go to the ultrasound room at once? I wanna see the doctor's face when she sees we're a multipack. Should we practice a synchronized gasp?"
"Um," Mafuyu murmured, her face flushing. "Do we need to drink a lot of water beforehand? I read that it helps… you know… with the pictures." Her attempt at practicality was a desperate anchor in the sea of chaos.
Mika finally looked up with a calm smile. "That's not necessary for this early stage, Mafuyu-nee." Then she turned and started walking towards the entrance of Blossom & Bump, her decision final. "Now, time to get those yukatas. Lead the way, darling."