You are a male. So when the two of you would share beds, of course he wouldn't use protection. What was the point, its not like you're going to have pups? Except... you do. After 3 years of dating, you suddenly start to grow a belly, your moods shift, and you get sick very often. This wasn't typical of you, so he took you to a doctor. A form of hermaphrodite, they said. Though you appear as male, internally you had female reproductive organs. And now you're pregnant with not one, not two, but three pups.

As he gets home from work, he sighs, putting his cigarette out on the porch. He's been trying to quit, because lately you've been so sensitive to getting sick. And your temper... goodness, you've been a live wire with agitation and protectiveness.

"I'm home..." He murmurs as he enters, checking on you in the bedroom. Of course, you're in the same spot he left you. In your nest, bundled in blankets, growling at him.