Takeshi had felt her pussy tighten before.
He'd felt her womb throb around his cock, suck on his length, milk him dry.
But nothing prepared him for the moment her belly moved.
Not a cramp.
Not a twitch.
A roll — like something shifting under her skin.
---
She was riding him in the morning sunlight, straddling his hips, glowing faintly, moaning like usual — except this time, her eyes were both Mizuki's and Reina's. Their voices layered with every gasp.
"Ahh~ deeper~ inside—f-fuck—my womb's so full—!"
But then it happened.
Mid-bounce.
Her swollen belly twitched.
Then pushed upward, visibly bulging like something inside was stretching, pulsing, reacting to his cock slamming into her from below.
Takeshi froze.
"M-Mizuki… it's moving…"
She didn't stop.
She leaned down and whispered in both voices:
> "He hears your cock."
---
He stared in shock.
But she slammed her hips down, moaning louder.
"Don't stop. Keep breeding him. Feed him."
His cock pulsed harder, even through the fear.
The womb was no longer a vessel.
It was a living nest.
---
The next orgasm felt different.
His balls clenched violently, and his cock unloaded deep inside her while the belly glowed blinding white, veins of cursed energy pulsing outward like cracks in glass.
Mizuki/Reina screamed — not in pain.
In pure orgasmic worship.
"YESSS~ FEED OUR BABY~!"
The glow lit the entire room.
---
Two hours later…
There was a knock on the door.
A soft one.
Measured.
Takeshi opened it shirtless, breath still heavy, cum still drying on his chest.
Standing outside was a monk.
Young. Stern-faced. Rosary beads in one hand. Scroll in the other.
He spoke calmly.
"You've drawn something unnatural into this world."
Takeshi's blood ran cold.
"She's… she's not hurting anyone."
The monk frowned.
"She will. That spirit inside your woman — it was sealed for a reason. You've turned her womb into a gate. I've come to purify it."
---
From inside the house…
Mizuki's voice roared.
> "Try it, monk."
---
The house shook.
The monk gasped as pressure slammed down on them both — air vibrating, glass cracking.
Takeshi turned back just in time to see Mizuki/Reina standing naked in the hall.
Hair flowing.
Eyes glowing.
Belly huge. Pulsing. Alive.
She walked toward Takeshi — and shoved him back onto the floor.
Then straddled him again, right in front of the monk.
---
"You want to banish my baby?" Mizuki snarled. "Then watch him get stronger."
She grabbed Takeshi's cock.
Lined it up.
And slammed down with a wet squelch.
"FUCK ME, HUSBAND. SHOW HIM OUR LOVE."
---
The monk shouted, raising his scroll. "Don't—!"
Too late.
Takeshi was buried inside her tight, soaked cunt, her belly bouncing as she rode him harder than ever, groaning and snarling.
"NNNGH—HE'S MOVING—TAKESHI—HE WANTS MORE—CUM FOR HIM!!"
Takeshi gasped, hands on her waist.
He didn't want to resist.
He couldn't.
Her womb sucked him in like a cursed vacuum, and every bounce made her belly stretch higher, the movement inside more intense.
The monk stepped forward, shaking.
"I can still seal her—if I purify her body—!"
---
Mizuki leaned forward, sweat dripping from her body.
"Then stop me."
She began grinding faster.
Smack—squelch—clap—smack—
Takeshi moaned, overwhelmed, as his cock slammed against her womb gate, the entire room glowing.
And then—
He came.
Hard.
So hard, the floor cracked beneath them.
---
A shockwave of spirit energy erupted from her pussy, blasting the monk against the wall.
Scroll burned.
Rosary shattered.
He screamed.
Then fled.
---
Mizuki collapsed on Takeshi's chest, twitching, sweating.
Her womb pulsed slowly, glowing with life that wasn't mortal.
---
They both panted.
And whispered the same word.
> "Ours."