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A miracle had happened in Fuyuki. Olga had been saved, being able to keep her body through a miracle of the Grail itself. Ritsuka had saved her life, and helped Mash regain her confidence. While Olga had her doubts about him at first, she was glad that he had been there when they dived into the Singularity. If anything more had happened to her, she wouldn’t be able to guide the organization through the many battles to come. She wanted to thank Ritsuka for his service, and invited him into her office.
The room was filled with books about history and the magic Chaldea was using. It was all complex stuff that Ritsuka was working to understand himself. She was coming around to Ritsuka, finding him a charmer who had won her over with his earnest nature and skill in battle. While she wondered how to reward him, or what to say for him, for saving her, she failed to notice something in her room that hadn’t been there before. Moments after they departed for Fuyuki’s singularity, da Vinci came into the room, wanting to talk to her.
She wasn’t there at the moment. So da Vinci left behind the artifact that she had been researching. It was an ancient fertility statue, closely related to the Venus of Willendorf. The Clock Tower had done some studies on it, and found it to have some sort of magical powers. Some kind of spell deeply encoded into its clay carvings. They had no idea how to access it, or what would happen if it was accessed. The only thing they knew for certain was that it was created for times of plentiful harvests as a way of ensuring the population of any village would remain stable enough to sustain it.
“Fujimaru, you and Mash thought quickly out there,” she said. “I might have underestimated you. We here at Chaleda need all the help we can get to prevent the extinction of humanity, and I know you’ll be a valuable soldier to our cause.”
“I’m still learning the ropes,” Ritsuka said. “Mash did more than I did.”
“That Command Seal on your hand is all the proof we need,” said Olga. “I wanted to give you something special.”
She had prepared a feast for the two of them. A freshly cooked meal, easy to carry and eat, that she wanted to share with him. She opened the box on her desk and took out a collection of dried fruit and warm bread. She had a pot of coffee bubbling in her office. She was aware that Ritsuka was less used to drinking it than she was, and added sugar for him to help ease the bitterness of the taste. While she was arranging her food at the table, her hand came into contact with the fertility artifact. A little bit of its magic mingled with her own. It was barely noticeable. For as reproduction magic, it required two parties to truly activate it.
“Animusphere, er, Olga,” said Ritsuka. “I know we just met, but after that adventure, I’ve fallen in love with you.”
Olga was aware of this. The suspension bridge effect. When people were put in perilous situations, they grew closer together out of shared fear and intimacy. The wasteland of Fuyuki had that effect on the two of them. Ritsuka’s next words shocked her.
“Will you marry me?”
She didn’t know how to react to that. She stumbled backward in shock, knocking the fertility statue off the table. Ritsuka rushed to catch it, not wanting such a valuable artifact to shatter. His hands touched it, sending the magic from one of his Command Spells into the statue. It rose into the air on its own, surrounded by a strange glow. Olga raced for the book that she had left open on the table, flipping to see what magical powers this statue actually had. The statue’s eyes met with her own, and it fired a single beam of magic in her direction. The magic moved through her skin painlessly, heading directly towards her womb. The statue fell onto the rug with a thud, having served its purpose.
“Fujimaru, we can think about marriage later,” said Ritsuka. “She left another one of those dangerous artifacts around, and we never know what sort of terrible effects those things can have. Spells or curses or other dangerous things. Rest assured, the staff of Chaleda will find a way to safely secure it and-”
She stopped mid-sentence, clutching her stomach. There was a growing heat in her womb that hadn’t been there before. Her stomach grew hotter than the rest of her body, before dissipating it out to the rest of her. A tingling feeling started in her lower body, spreading to the tips of her fingers and toes. She felt a brief moment of nausea, but it faded. She stood up, placing her hand on the desk and regaining her composure. The effects weren’t as bad as she had been expecting. She felt a slight shift in her center of gravity. Ritsuka was on his knees on the floor, holding the fertility statue in his hands. He looked up at Olga.
There was a small bump on her stomach that hadn’t been there before. She took off her skirt, thinking that it was starting to feel tight. Her skirt hit the floor, revealing the black, frilly thong she was wearing underneath. She wiped her forehead to clean herself of the excess heat, glad that she had put on a transparent, flowy dress underneath her jacket. She needed the extra room to breathe with what was going on. The swirling, gurgling heat inside her belly continued growing bigger, and her stomach visibly swelled out.
“Olga...” Ritsuka said.
“I’ve never encountered a magic phenomenon like this before,” said Olga. “It feels like... ergh.”
Her belly was the same size as if she had eaten a full buffet table’s worth of food. It had become bigger and rounder, stretching out her garterbelt and the waist of her panties to the limit. The knots tying her panties together on the sides were about to untangle themselves on their own. Olga could faintly sense the presence of three very faint magical signatures coming from inside her. They hadn’t been in the room previously. New life had been created in an instant, and it was localized inside her belly. She turned the page of the textbook in search of an answer, but it was too late to stop what had already started.
From down on the floor, Ritsuka watched in awe as the shadow of her belly grew larger. It pushed out the front of her dress, becoming bigger and more pronounced. She had tried to brush it off, but there was no denying what was happening now. Her belly had swollen to where she looked six months pregnant in only a matter of minutes. The lower buttons on her top could no longer hold on, separating themselves to make way for her rapidly expanding belly. Olga wanted to turn away from Ritsuka. She didn’t want him to see her like this. Ritsuka couldn’t take his eyes off her. His erection was growing bigger and harder inside his pants.
He’d never admitted it to her, but Ritsuka had a thing for pregnant women. The curves of their bellies, the glow that they had, the way they were always horny, all of it appealed to him. Olga was in the middle of a pregnancy that was moving along at a rate that only magic could make possible. She took a step back, not wanting her protruding stomach to knock her books and paperwork off her desk. The weight of her belly shifted once again, and she felt the three children inside her start kicking. The feeling was strange. She held her hands to her stomach in an attempt to calm them down, yet they continued to get bigger. She couldn’t stop the growing of her belly until she was at full term.
Her belly wasn’t the only thing getting bigger. Her breasts were becoming softer and plumper, gaining multiple cup sizes in an instant. Underneath her dress, Ritsuka saw her nipples, rock hard from the arousal of her pregnancy, changing color. What had once been a virginal pink changed to a shade of deep, rich brown. Her breasts were hotter, filling up with mother’s milk that leaked from her areola and nipples onto her clothes. The wet splotches grew bigger, staining the front of her clothes and filling the air around her with a faintly milky smell. Olga moaned, about to collapse to her knees from the overwhelming rush of hormones surging through her body as a result of this pregnancy.
The button holding her top together, located in the middle of her cleavage, had reached its breaking point. The button flew off like a plastic bullet from her top, embedding itself in the nearby wall. Her panties tore in two, exposing her silvery pubic hair, wet with sweat and love juice overflowing from her aroused pussy. Her clit was stiff and her garterbelt had snapped. Her dress barely covered her belly. Underneath the fabric, her navel popped out. It inverted itself before Ritsuka’s eyes, a signal that her pregnancy had reached the size and weight of a woman in her last month in less than ten minutes. Lines of breast milk overflowed from her darkened nipples, and her entire body was covered in a film of sweat.
“I have to talk to da Vinci about this...” said Olga. “I’m pregnant. I can feel it, Fujimaru. Our unborn children are inside my womb. There’s three of them. This is all the fault of that dangerous fertility statue.”
Ritsuka didn’t try to hide his erection. Olga collapsed to the floor. She sat with her legs spread, showing off her newly pregnant pussy. With no panties to hide anything, every drop of her dripping juices was visible. She caught her breath, her heaving breasts leaking their milk over her clothes. The glow of the fertility statue’s magic and her own mana shone around her, further enhancing the natural glow of pregnancy. Ritsuka noticed the fetal movement inside her stomach. Her children were kicking, still adjusting to what had happened. He wanted to help Olga, get her to the medical room so they could run an ultrasound and make sure she was okay.
“Fujimaru, wait,” Olga said. “You don’t mind seeing me like this?”
“I love it,” he said. He unzipped his pants, taking out his cock in front of her. She hadn’t thought much of him before. Now, with her body in a state of heavy pregnancy, the sight of a cock made her pussy salivate with nectar. She craved it, her desire for sex through the roof. Ritsuka’s cock had a good size and length for a boy his age. He’d been so busy getting acclimated to Chaleda that he hadn’t had time to think of anything naughty. This pregnancy was the first thing that had gotten him hard in the past few days.
“Your cock...” she said. “I’m feeling too horny right now. You probably won’t get a chance to experience a pregnant woman like this again. If you want to have sex with me while I’m like this, I’d accept it. You did propose to me, after all.”
“Is it okay to do it in the office?” asked Ritsuka.
“Everybody knows not to disturb me when I’m working,” Olga said. “We can take as long as we want.”
She pulled aside her dress, exposing her dark nipples. Ritsuka leaned over, and started licking her breasts. He slurped up the salty-sweet mixture of sweat and milk that rolled down her chest. It went into her cleavage and created a milky white film across the curves of her belly. Her milk was faintly sweet, and body temperature-warm. He lapped it up eagerly, cleaning her breasts and leaving a trail of saliva behind that left her sparkling clean. Once he had licked off the milk that had already leaked out, Ritsuka set his sights on her hard, dark nipples. The source from which all of her milk flowed. Her breasts were packed with it, and he wanted more.
His lips made their way to her brown tips, wrapping around them and sucking. He pressed his face into her swollen bosom, sucking out long streams of white milk. Olga seductively cooed in his ear as his tongue made its way around her nipples, lapping up the drops of milk flowing out of each bump. She had plenty of milk. He could keep sucking all night and she felt her breasts wouldn’t be emptied. He moved his other hand over to her other breast, squeezing down until his thumb and forefinger were on her nipple. He pinched the tip, making a squirt of milk spray out. It splashed against his cheek, covering him in her warmth.
While he suckled at her breast, his shaft had been resting comfortably against her oversized belly. He slid his cock along the length of her curves. Her inverted navel rubbed the underside of his glans, making a drop of precum leak from the tip and slide down the dark line that led from her navel towards her pubic hair. The length and girth of his cock resting against her belly felt wonderful. She wanted him to stick it inside her. To ease the aching in her pussy and soothe the overflowing hormones that her sudden pregnancy had brought on. She placed her hand on his shoulder, sliding it down his back and caressing him as thanks for helping to ease the burden of her milky breasts.
Ritsuka sucked for a moment longer, and pulled away. He swallowed the last drops of milk inside his mouth, and asked Olga to lie down on the floor. She spread her legs, giving him a clearer look at her pubic hair and breathing insides. They had lost some of their pink shade, becoming a reddish shade from the surge of hormones. He saw her clit poking through her pubes, and teased it with his fingertip before lining up his cock with her entrance. Her sticky juices were running down her thighs, overflowing with no signs of stopping. Only his cock could plug it.
His glans disappeared inside her. He had never been inside her pussy when she wasn’t pregnant. The incredible feeling that enveloped his cock now made him wish she could always be pregnant. The added weight of her big belly, and the warmth and stickiness already present within, sucked him in quickly. His cock slid through her slick pussy, being caressed by her vaginal folds on the way in. He stopped short of her cervix, having gone so deep that his balls were brushing up against her. When he thrust inside, two more spurts of milk shot out of her nipples. Taking his cock was more arousing than she had thought.
“I’m in,” Ritsuka said. “Your pregnant pussy feels really good.”
“Start moving. It’s your job to satisfy me,” she said. “These are our children, and I want to make sure they know their father.”
“Leave it to me,” Ritsuka said.
He moved inside her, slow and steady. The air around them grew warm and dense with their sweat as his cock thrust in and out of her tight pregnant pussy. They looked into each others’ eyes. She looked into his eyes with a pleased expression, letting him know that his thrusting was satisfying her. The heat of his cock and the heat of her pregnant pussy mixed together, linking them as one. His cockhead approached her womb, giving a quick hello to his children before moving back out. Their overlapping moans harmonized as they experienced each others’ bodies for the first time, pleased beyond compare.
“It’s so much better when you’re pregnant,” said Olga. “I’ll have to thank da Vinci for that statue later.”
“I want to stay inside you,” said Ritsuka. “It’s that good.”
He stroked her belly with his hand. The children kicking on the other side aimed their small feet towards his hands, returning the favor. Each pump of his hard cock inside her shook Olga’s curvy body. Her belly gently swayed back and forth, shaking under its own immense weight. Her breasts jiggled, spraying out small drops of milk for him to drink while the fat beneath them rippled. Her body looked so sensual and erotic, playing to her newfound motherhood to keep him hard inside her. Ritsuka didn’t need words. All he needed was the motion of his cock to let Olga know that he was going to make her happy.
They met for a kiss, locking lips and closing eyes as the pace of Ritsuka’s thrusts continued. The sun filtered through the curtains, warming their bodies. His hand returned to her breast, squeezing more milk while their tongues met. A slow, tender kiss that lasted for a short time, yet it felt as if the world had stopped for them. Ritsuka was running high on her pheromones, overwhelmed with lust and love for the girl who had carried him through. His cock throbbed inside her, and his balls were ready to empty their load. Her pregnant body had made him hers, and there was no turning back.
“I’m ready to cum,” Ritsuka said.
“Your first time cumming in me and I’m already pregnant,” said Olga. “Such a strange thing. Come on... Ritsuka. Give me everything you have.”
He gave a final few pumps inside her, and reached the limit of his climax. A hot load of cum filled her up, seeping into her folds and stopping short of her womb. A generous amount of cum overflowed from her pussy, rolling back onto his dick and coating his balls in a mix of his own cum and her pussy juices. Olga caught her breath. Her breasts heaved, spilling the last drops of her milk that had been held back inside. It rolled down her stomach, curving around her navel. Ritsuka once again moved to lick it up, and kept his cock inside her until it started to soften and fall out on its own. When he pulled his cock out, Olga lightly squirted.
Her bubbling stream splashed against the tip of his cock. “That was incredible,” she said. “I want to take advantage of this while I’m still pregnant.”
“So do I,” Ritsuka said.
They were going to keep doing it until her water broke. Olga headed to the medical bay to get her condition checked. She was healthy, as if she’d had a normal pregnancy, yet her children were almost fully grown in record time. She would have a few more weeks of pregnancy before she had to give birth. While she was having her ultrasound taken, da Vinci came up to greet her. She placed her hand on Olga’s belly, rubbing it and feeling around for her children.
“That fertility statue does work,” she said. “Thanks for testing it out for me.”
“Why did you have it?” Olga asked.
“Now that I have this sexy body, I wanted to do things that only a woman could do, like getting pregnant,” said da Vinci. “I thought I could expedite the process, but you found a way to trigger it. Good job! Let me use it next time.”
“We’re locking this up,” said Olga. “It’s too dangerous. But I’m pleased with the results.”