"Huh? Another sigil? What does this one-... oh no... not the fertility sigil!!" The sigil was placed on Stoat's belly and it started growing, getting rounded and more heavy "Ahhh! Noooo! I can't be pregnant... ohhh that's the worst possible play" Stoat rubs her belly already feeling connections forming "Ohh no I feel two, terrible play on you're part but... I admit I feel... motherly and... I want to see my little.... no! I'm already imagining putting them in like suits!! Whaah!!"