Gritty had already devoured the membrane around the first seven of its offspring before Sonic entered the delivery room. So much for "Gotta go fast". But, Gritty thought, at least he wasn't there to witness how the pool of blood (and shit) had formed around its distended, pulsating cloaca. Though it was deeply ashamed of the mess its body was making while pressing out these new beings, Gritty couldn't help being aroused by the foul liquids exiting itself, and after the fourth time pushing, it was sent into shattering orgasms, which finished pushing out the last of its offspring, with the last two nearly shoved out together, the contractions were so strong and close together. Gritty was exhausted, and due to its girth, they'd even done a sonagram to be sure there were no more young within its labyrinthine wombstructure. It was just finishing licking its last one clean, when it suddenly gulped and maybe swallowed it because it was surprised by the sudden presence of the father: Sonic. Sonic had been standing by outside in the waiting room had finally been granted permission to enter. He saw his chance and immediately mounted the exhausted orange heap, his hefty blue member already erect and pressing against Gritty's still dilated, painful, and sticky entrance.

"Sonic, I ca-" it meant to say "can't", but trailed off as it felt that familiar, bristly and preternaturally fast phallus enter its chamber and gave in to the deep pleasure now driving it in waves. "Gotta go fast, gotta go fast, gotta go fast", its lover breathed beside its head. "Gotta go faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaast", and with that Sonic's body arced back, extending his member as far inside Gritty as it would go, his hedghog balls pressed like steel marbles into Gritty's cloacal opening, cutting its secondary oxygen supply and heightening its orgasmic response. It was all Gritty could do to keep from crushing its newborn young against itself as they suckled at its swollen teats while it came again and again. Gritty could swear it heard a sound like rings being tossed together, over and over, as it felt Sonic's member twitch inside its chambers, spilling hot seed directly into the still dilated chambers of its multiple wombs. Oh yes, yes, yes yess, Gritty thought, wrapping its skates together over Sonic's ass, keeping him inside itself. Its eyes wiggled uncontrollably as it threw its head back and gasped with each final thrust, its newborn offspring hanging on only because of the strange single fangs erupting from their upper jaws.

Gritty's body gave a final bout of trembling as Sonic disengaged, dragging his spiny member backward and raking hard against the inside of its cloaca. As Sonic pulled out, a thick, dark blue - almost black, liquid leaked out of the bright orange hole he had just penetrated. The physical trauma of withdrawal had done its job though, causing the cloaca to tighten, ceasing the outflow of fluid and holding on to precious sperm that would bring the next generation.

Sonic patted one of the mewling newborns on the head in what was for Sonic, a gentle gesture but which probably resulted in brain damage for the infant, and whispered something with his muzzle nearly touching its tympanic membrane, before the shockwave of Sonic's sudden departure took its head off entirely and blew the doors off the room as he sped off to a new adventure. The nurse in attendance shook her head and resumed asking Gritty for baby names. Gritty, still in the throes of ecstacy, could only mutter, "Gotta... go... fast." The nurse crossed through a line on her clipboard when she saw the state of the mutilated newborn, even though its mouth, no longer a part of what could be called a head, still reflexively suckled at one of Gritty's lower nipples, as if not knowing it was dead. The nipple oozed a light orange thick liquid past the ruined head of the newborn and fell onto matted orange hair made darker by the still gushing blood of the child lying upon it.

The rest of its newly birthed offspring still clung to Gritty's engorged teats, surging its bliss even higher. It rubbed its already distended belly and imagined the joy the next generation would bring to it. It swiped a finger against its now clenched cloaca, dragging away a few drops of that still warm fluid Sonic had deposited inside itself, mixed with its own - "water of life", it thought upon tasting it, and languidly dragged it across its tongue to savor its taste and dedicate it to the Old Gods, as was its way. It melted at the taste, and all but one of its children were latched on. The last, snuggled deep in its armpit and as Gritty faded into unconsciousness, began to wriggle inward past the flesh, pressing ever so gently, beginning with one barely felt tentacle.