Mizuki's belly could no longer be ignored.
It wasn't just swollen.
It was massive. Radiating. Glowing. Pulsing.
Veins of spirit light webbed across her taut skin, crawling up her sides and wrapping around her breasts, her throat, her wrists. She stood naked in the center of the house, her feet sinking slightly into the warm, moist floor, the walls groaning with every beat of her womb.
Takeshi could barely speak.
> "He's coming," she whispered. "But he won't come out… unless you fuck him out."
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The words echoed through the nest.
Not just speech.
A command.
The child inside was alive, conscious, and waiting for seed.
---
Reina—if she still existed at all—had stopped speaking.
There was only Mizuki now.
Mizuki the mother.
Mizuki the temple.
Mizuki the womb gate to something divine and terrifying.
---
She got on all fours.
Back arched.
Belly swaying below her like a hanging moon.
Pussy soaked, spread open, winking with need.
And she looked back.
Eyes glowing white.
Voice trembling with fevered lust.
> "Breed me during the birth, Takeshi. He needs your cock to find the way out."
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He obeyed.
Of course he did.
---
The moment his cock touched her entrance, her entire body trembled.
The house moaned.
The floor gurgled.
Her pussy sucked him in to the base — no resistance, no pause.
And then the first contraction hit.
---
She screamed.
Not in pain.
In pleasure.
Her womb tightened around him, squeezing his cock with pulsing waves that felt like a throat milking a cock from the inside out.
Takeshi grunted.
His hands gripped her hips as he began thrusting.
Slow.
Hard.
Worshipful.
---
The glow grew brighter with each thrust.
Her belly shifted — something inside pressing forward as his cock carved the path.
The womb began contracting in rhythm with his thrusts — squish—tight—pulse—squish—tight—pulse.
---
Mizuki gasped, her voice breaking.
"DEEPER—HE'S CLOSE—HE'S PUSHING—CUM IN ME—LET HIM DRINK—!!"
Takeshi could barely breathe.
The house was alive, vibrating, soaked in spirit semen, every thrust echoing through the structure like a ceremonial gong.
---
Then the child spoke.
From the belly.
> "One… more… load…"
---
Takeshi slammed forward.
Balls deep.
Held it.
And came.
Hard.
So hard, his eyes went white.
So much cum blasted into her womb that it bulged outward like a balloon, stretching, glowing, quivering—
And then—
POP.
---
The belly released a final glowburst.
Mizuki screamed in climax and collapsed, her body twitching violently as spirit fluid exploded from her pussy in a gushing flood.
---
In that instant…
The house shattered into light.
Walls peeled back like wet petals.
The nest unfolded.
And at the center…
Floating in the air…
Was the child.
---
Eyes closed.
Wrapped in silken cords of cum and spirit light.
Silent.
Then—
Eyes opened.
He looked at Takeshi.
And smiled.
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Takeshi dropped to his knees.
And the child whispered:
> "Father."