4 Tails Novels & Stories

My body moves to stand up. "Stay down Kitty." I moan standing up again, his hands pushing me down as I fight back. I watch as he moves, my body running for the door, his hands stopping me and pulling me back in. His hands push me down over the table, the rope wrapping around my body. "You wanted to be a brat; well you're getting punished like one." I moan as the rope holds me down over the table. "Four whips witch, count with me." I laugh slightly, unsure why, something about four is weird, usually, it is three, five, or ten, but four?

Silence stretched—then another flutter, faint but steady. A fourth. Her gaze snapped to mine, wide, disbelieving. “Olivia… there are four.” The room tilted. Sound roared in my ears. Four steady rhythms overlap, drowning everything else. Four. The paper sheet tore under my grip. “No,” I whispered, chest convulsing. “No, that can’t—” Hana’s hand landed gently on my arm. “It can. It’s rare, but it happens. Four healthy heartbeats.”

If she were the same age as the Slut For Hire twins, she would jump him too. Sighing, she swung her legs over the side of the bed. I won’t take the redheaded Barbie’s heads off, but they best be respectful or they will be sportin’ new bruises to match the old ones. Those two just gotta be the stupidest women she ever met. Coming here to trap the Kincade boys like that! Damn loose floozies, they must have been born horizontal.

I not sure he’s breathing or blinking at this point, but I’m still focused on my mother. She slowly shakes her head no. “You’re pregnant with quadruplets,” she says slowly, her eyes staying focused on me. “Quad ... quad ... quad is four, right? Four? Four? We have four pups? You have four pups inside you? That's more than one peanut. I have a family of five? I ... I ...” I turn just in time to see my mate's eyes roll back into his head and his body begins to drop to the floor. Thankfully, my father catches him.

“What does ‘hmm’ mean?” The doctor adjusted the wand. “There’s… another one.” Luna gasped. Adrian blinked slowly, as if his brain needed buffering. “Another what?” “Another heartbeat.” His mouth dropped open. “Twins?” Dr. Melhani didn’t answer immediately, she moved the wand again, and then again, and then, she smiled. “Well, well, this is rare.” Luna grabbed Adrian’s hand with her other one. “Doctor?” she whispered. “There are four heartbeats.”

Four different ways of loving me, each perfect in its own way. That evening, I was curled up in the sitting room with a book when the boys found me. “Room for four more?” Marcus asked, though they were already arranging themselves around me. “Always.” Darius settled behind me on the couch, pulling me back against his chest. Kael claimed the armrest beside me, his hand automatically finding my hair to play with. Marcus took the other end of the couch, my feet in his lap as his hands began massaging away the day’s tension. Zane positioned himself on the floor, leaning back against my legs.

It was said that foxes grew an additional tail every thousand years, increasing their cultivation and lifespan, and nine tails represented the peak of its power! The fourth was a monstrous beast known as Depravity, one of the Four Calamities. It bared its fangs at Andrius and opened its massive maw as if ready to devour him at any moment. The fifth one resembled the lightning ichthyosaurus but was distinguished by its larger wings, allowing it to fly. The sixth one was a single-legged bird with blue feathers, resembling a crane. It was a mythological beast known for its ferocity. The seventh one was also an ichthyosaurus, but unlike the lightning ichthyosaurus, it was an earth ichthyosaurus

Summer sighed tiredly. Her shoulders dropped, her lips pursed. "I'm not making excuses. What I said is true. Just try walking with your eyes closed and your hands tied. You'll definitely be slow. Let alone me!" The toddler pressed her chest with her tied hands. "I'm only four years old. I'm still small. My steps are also small. If you're tall, your legs are almost three times longer than mine. If you're short, maybe only twice as long. But no matter how short you are, your steps are definitely bigger. I have to take three steps to match one step of yours."

The babies nodded. Prince Ron stared at his babies, his mouth slightly open as he tried to absorb their words. 'F-Four?' He stuttered, beginning to panic. 'You’re kidding right?' But his babies looked absolutely serious. The definitely would not joke about the existence of their siblings. 'No way… there’s four of you.' Prince Ron muttered, still trying to comprehend the news. 'I mean... do you even know what that means? That's a whole squad! Four blankets, four little outfits, four... four times the crying!'

She twisted the lid off. “As you obviously know, girls have three holes,” she said matter-of-factly. “Pussy, asshole, and that little one in between. This is your new tail. And this is perma-glue. You’ve got three openings left in the suit. The one for your pussy stays open—always—just like a real bitch. The one for your ass stays open too. But the third one? That’s about to get closed. Permanently, of course.” She started smearing thick clear glue over the base of the tail. Panic exploded in my chest. I tried to scream.