A stream commission by Hoork (poorksies on dA, Hoork on picarto).

Original Link (to DA submission): https://www.deviantart.com/poorksie.....smin-849924810

I had been wanting to get a little something for Yasmin at the time, and I realize being a doctor likely gets you some secret benefits, like listening to your own little ones' heartbeat with your own stethoscope. I know people like them some bun doctor, so here comes some more :P

Below is a bit of a spontaneous write, so hopefully it makes sense lol

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Yasmin sat at her home office and tapped her foot idly on the floor as she scrolled through her emails. She could see a number of emails from others in the clinic discussing equipment and events on the horizon, and on the calendar to the right, she could see a few highlighted dates - not just for her, but for her fellow motherly colleagues. It was not out of the ordinary for at least one of them to be on leave, and this go-around, there was an overlap of at least three of them. The expected "surprise" baby shower event would be held all at once, and she realized it was only a few days away. Perhaps it was better to say that she did not realize the party was near; rather, she was reminded by one of her more frantic colleagues' emails to most everyone in the clinic.

"I'm guess I'm going to need to buy a few gift cards, again," the motherly bun doctor admitted and leaned back.

She was usually good with getting presents, but since she had her litter, time was not particularly good. Her schedule, previously spent on walks and snuggled up with her boyfriend marten, was now filled with the needs of her children and appointments for the new ones to come. It was a challenge and a substantial change in her life, but Yasmin was looking forward to the day she could clear out an hour just to go to the store and buy some cute baby toys for her colleagues. For now - for this go-around - gift cards would have to do.

Yasmin stopped pondering once she felt one of her unborn children kick at the side of her belly. This little kick apparently broke a fine balance between the one child and the other babies within their mother, as soon afterward additional kicks and squirms were felt along the inside of her womb walls. The armistice between baby and mommy having dissolved, Yasmin placed her hands on either side of her belly, running around the wide dome to quell the activity within. She had just eaten lunch, so the babies would be getting some good nutrients and a food coma in due time, but for now, they wanted to play with mommy, even if they did not know exactly what games were available to play. The rabbit looked toward the baby monitor nearby, and she raised an ear for anything amiss. When she confirmed that there were no worries from the nursery, she placed her hands on either side of the chair and pushed herself out. If she was going to be distracted by her kids, she was going to have some fun, too.

Having gone back and forth from the clinic office so often led to occasional lapses in the bun's judgement about what to have at work and what to have at home, and in one such transfer from work to home, she had plum forgotten to leave her stethoscope in her locker. She promised to bring it back next time she was in the office, but given that she was at home with the kids for now, why waste an opportunity to make use of it?

Yasmin picked up the instrument from her dresser and clasped the ear pieces around her neck. The stethoscope's tube ran between her breasts and brought the bell over the top of her belly, covered by a warm pink sweatshirt. Taking a glance at the mirror nearby, Yasmin giggled with a light squeak. She looked far from the profession she chose, swollen heavy with life and wearing clothes that barely fit her fecund curves. The sweatpants clung hard to her thighs and hips, and her belly poked from underneath the end of the shirt. However, she defended to herself, she barely fit into the regular outfits at work, too, and she was very much appreciated at work despite that fact!

"I'll need to remind myself to order some larger size coats for work...but who knows what another litter might do to these," she mused and poked one of her breasts. She giggled, "look at me, already thinking of the next litter. Rudet is going to have some words....hopefully 'sure' is one of them."

The bunny's giggle softened as she pulled up her shirt, revealing her tan dome of baby activity. She could not help but smile watching a small bump appear on her round tummy, a welcome greeting by her unborn kit. She put on the stethoscope proper, and she started to place the bell along the warm expanse of her middle. The cool feeling of the bell on her belly was a little shock which only spurred the babies to move even more within her middle. The sounds of kicks and squirms echoed in her ears, making it difficult to hear where everything was, and she pulled the bell off for a moment to gather her bearings. She held her belly and gently rubbed the active areas to try and reestablish some order within her womb, though doing so took longer than she would have preferred.

Once the activity died down to her liking, Yasmin brought the bell back to her middle, the glee apparent in her voice as the sounds of heartbeats and little squirming babies echoed into her ears.

"Hey there, little babies..." she said softly. Of course, there was no response, and so Yasmin guided the stethoscope further down her belly, hearing the little movements within amid the multiple heartbeats in chorus.

Yasmin knew this was borrowed time. Sure, the unborn litter was calming down with their mother's fulfilling meal, but her napping babies in the nursery were going to be ready for their meal soon enough. The subtly fuller feeling in her top was hinting that well enough. On top of that, from the corner of her eye, Yasmin spotted a message on her computer monitor: team meeting in thirty minutes. At least they were okay with her not using a webcam, so she could breastfeed and attend the meeting at the same time. Hopefully the meeting had some good news for the team - maybe new hires after the last few interns left? She could only hope.

But that was then. For now, Yasmin wanted to stay tuned to her little ones, hearing their playful song of life to the audience of one mom.