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Kinks / Themes : DARK, Female MC, Modern, Magical Girl, Milf Futa FMC, Villainess FMC, Enemies to Lovers, Cold to Loving, Impregnation
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"Cecilia! You monster! How could you?!"
Tears streamed down my cheeks as I shouted at the sneering woman in front of me, her glowing emerald eyes radiating power as she looked down at me, uncaring of the blood dripping from her gauntleted hand.
"How could I..? How could YOU and your ILK barge into MY home and harm MY people?! What did we ever do to you, hm?! All we wanted was a place to live, free from fear and disdain! A place where we could exist without needing to worry about the whispers around us for being different, the looks as we did anything! The scrutiny and distrust that was so blatantly obvious?! And you have the GALL to ask 'how could you'?!"
Each word felt like a slap to my face as I stared at the green eyed woman, her mature features and bronzed skin so different from my own, yet something that I knew that I could say I understood, something that I was all too familiar with was the pain and agony in her eyes, the anger that marred her beautiful face as she sneered down at me.
The wetness of her eyes as she held back angry tears, the way her hand trembled as she restrained herself from clenching it into a fist and lashing out, the way her teeth were grit so tight they might just crack...
All of it were things I understood, things I myself dealt with, and that singular moment of realization as I stared at her made my will falter, even as I felt the blood of Cecilia wash over my hands.
It wasn't a deadly wound, but the damage had been done; a large set of claw marks trailed from her bicep all the way over to her collar, and thankfully nothing important had been hit, but... it would likely scar.
Hearing the pained gasp of Cecilia below me as she fought through the pain to remain awake was enough to deal damage to my heart, but even still... I couldn't look away from the angry Witch in front of me, her sneer somehow still making her beautiful as she glared down at me, that black metal gauntlet on her hand covered in my friend's blood.
But, as Cecilia gasped again, I tore my gaze away and poured my magic into my hands, muttering "It'll be alright, Cecilia..! Fight through it!"
"You think I'll let you just heal her in front of me?!"
Looking up, my eyes went wide as I clumsily raised an arm, barely managing to block the swipe of her gauntlet with a shield of magic, but even that wasn't enough.
A cut appeared on my forearm, and I cried out in pain as I felt my flesh get sliced open, a hot agony registering in my brain a moment later as I felt her own magic seep into my blood.
Her sneer abated as her gauntlet connected, only for it to turn to a victorious smirk as she swiped her hand again, catching me off guard as the pain robbed me of my abilities for just a moment; not being accustomed to pain and fighting robbed me of my abilities, and I could have never expected what came next.
A claw at the end of her gauntlet sliced through the air and tore through my flesh again, but it wasn't my arm, nor my chest that got damaged; no, it was my cheek that felt the agony next as a long cut appeared from my temple all the way down towards my nose, missing my eye by a small margin and making me scream as pain erupted from the fresh wound.
"Cecilia! Skyla! Get away from them you monster! [Kick of the Pink Rabbit]!"
A blur of pink entered my vision, though my eyes were encased in tears as I fell back, clutching at my face and sobbing as the pain grew worse when her magic battled against mine, and the potency of my opponent became as clear as crystal.
There was no chance that I could have won against her...
None at all.
Two attacks was all it took to put me out of the fight, and I could feel my body shutting down as my vision darkened, the agony becoming too much as her magic overwhelmed my own, causing me to wobble before dropping to the ground, unconscious.
When I eventually came back around, I was no longer kneeling in a rubble strewn street, but instead laying in a clean, white sheeted bed surrounded by curtains; an infirmary, something I was all too familiar with at this point...
Groaning, I brought my knees up to my chest, squishing my breasts against them and hugging my legs together, making myself into a ball as I buried my face down, only to hiss in agony as I pressed my bandaged face down too hard.
From my right temple down towards the middle of my lip, searing hot agony pulsed angrily at my idiocy for trying to rest my head against my knees, causing my eyes to grow wet as the pain made itself known.
My gasp broke the silence of the infirmary, before it was filled with my sobs as the pain continued to grow and grow, my facial muscles twitching with each sob and adding to the pain, which made me sob even more; it was an endless loop that held nothing except agony, which made it even harder for me to stop as I laid in that bed.
Though, when the curtains were pulled back to reveal the woman I was all too familiar with, I blinked and winced at the pain that caused as well, but my sobbing stopped as the stern expression cut through the agony for a moment.
"Skyla, you're finally awake."
"D-Doctor..? W-Wait..! How... How is Cecilia?!"
The tall, thin woman just nodded, her messy brown hair and tired eyes making her a rather unique looking woman, though she was still gorgeous even as she let out a sigh and turned away, staring at a different bed.
"She's fine. the wound healed well, and besides needing some physical therapy for a few days to get everything on track, she should be fine. But..."
The Doctor looked back down at me, her thin lips curling into a frown as she stared at my face - specifically, the bandage that covered a good portion of it.
"The real question is, how are you doing, Skyla? You lost a lot of blood, and that cut was pretty deep... some of the muscles are going to need extensive care, but that's nothing my magic and medicines can't fix."
"I... I hurt, but... that's it. Nothing else, Doctor..."
She nodded again, her lab coat concealing her thin frame as she turned and went towards her desk, her voice sounding out as she said "That's good. It's a shame though; your first ever outing as a member of Alphana and you run into a Witch. Not just any Witch, but Esmerelda Pine, the Green Witch. One of the strongest in recorded history... let alone now. You and Cecilia were unlucky."
Her words did little to comfort me, and as if she sensed that, the Doctor sighed and added "Skyla, not even Ashley, Vivian, and Rachel could take her on by themselves, and they love to claim they can ascend to be apart of the Celestine's. You stood no chance, and neither did Cecilia. The fact that your alive and not Cursed is a miracle. So... rest. Get better. You've lived to another day, after all. That's more than some can ever ask for..."
With those melancholic words spoken, she came over and handed me some medicine, watching as I swallowed the pills and washed them down with some liquid medicine next, the magic inside getting to work instantly as I felt drowsy.
"Go to sleep, Skyla. By the time you awaken, you should be back to normal... mostly, anyways."
Once again, I drifted off to sleep, but sadly for me, the Doctor was wrong; when I awoke, I wasn't back to normal.
Normal would have been me waking up and preparing for school, before going to meet my friends and chat, have fun and study, then heading back home and doing my homework.
That was normal.
What was also normal was me training with my fellow Magical Girls, those of us blessed with Magic training however we could to get stronger and make sure the world was free from the Curses of the Witches, who would sap and steal life whenever and however they pleased.
But, when I woke up, none of that was happening; when I woke up, it was because a hand landed on my injured cheek, drawing me out of my medically induced slumber and making me cry out in pain, only for a hand to clamp down over my mouth as I came to.
No, what happened when I woke up wasn't normal.
Cecilia was sneering down at me, the black haired, green eyed beauty who had been a cornerstone of Alphana for years now looking at me with disdain and hatred, and it was at that moment that I realized something was truly amiss.
Specifically... I was naked, and so was she; not only that, but Cecilia was holding my hips with one hand and thrusting forwards, the beautiful woman's cock bursting into my womb and ejaculating a large amount of semen inside me with a guttural snarl.
"Finally~! You fucking woke up, you useless bitch! Fuck!"
Spasming, Cecilia spurted more sperm into my womb, and I tried to cry out - in a mixture of pain, surprise, and some lust - only to have her clamp her hand over my mouth, silencing me as I felt the familiar tingle of magic on her fingertips.
"Shut the fuck up and take my semen like a good little bitch! You're the damn reason I got injured, so repay me with your virginity you twit! Fucking running about like this is some damn anime?! Are you daft?! Huh?!"
She kept slamming her hips forwards, and pain flared each time she stuffed her thick cock into my womb, stirring around her load of cum and making my blood drain from my face as I realized she was raping me - as I realized that she had brought her dislike of me to bear and took this opportunity to fuck me as she pleased, even if that was not like her at all...
A paragon of justice... that's what people called her, and yet now she was raping me, sneering at me and shoving her thick penis straight into my pussy, mixing around my blood and her cum as she enjoyed my virginity to the fullest.
Tears streamed out of my eyes, causing her to snarl before she chuckled, the derision in her voice clearer than crystal as she whispered "You had better cry, Skyla... you stupid, big breasted, fat assed bitch who's only proper use is taking my cock like a good little slut! Running towards the first sign of danger without verifying what it is?! Attacking without a plan?! All because of what?! WHAT?!"
Shouting at me, she ignored my tears as she grunted, the green eyed futanari reminding me of someone else now as she continued to thrust forwards, spreading apart my once untouched insides and loosening me up with her cock, doing everything she could to feel better.
"Because of you, I got injured! Because of you, I lost an entire LEVEL of strength! My Magic, weakened! My arm - my dominant arm - is weakened! All because of YOU!"
Her hand that was pressed firmly over my lips moved away, this time heading towards my breasts as she slapped them around, all while her other hand remained attached to my waist.
"What do you have to say for yourself, bitch?! Or is your brain too focused on being a 'good girl' to think about anything besides licking Ashley and Rachel's heels?! Being their good little puppy, wagging your tail for them and doing whatever they want?! HUH?! SAY SOMETHING, BITCH!"
As her thrusts grew more ragged and rough, I couldn't voice anything besides a moan as I felt something rising up within my body, something that made me scared as a wave of pleasure began to build each time she shoved her cock into my womb.
"What, are you cumming?! You're such a nasty slut Skyla! Cumming because I'm raping you?! Oh, how fucking RICH! Be a good slut and take a second helping of my seed! My superior sperm! Get fucking pregnant! Get pregnant! Get pregnant!!"
Shouting again, she let out a primal roar as she started pumping me full of her cum, sending that wave over the edge and spilling it into the rest of my body, sending shocks throughout my entire figure as I felt my pussy spasm hard.
I squirted all over Cecilia's stomach, and the girl just sneered at me as she continued to cum inside me for the second time, the girl who had always shown me disdain and stony silence now sneering and staring at me triumphantly as she made me cum.
Pulling out, she showed me her creamy cock and wiped it off on my breasts, the green eyed, black haired Magical Girl leaving me panting and confused as I lay in my bed, wondering what happened.
"Don't say a fucking word about this, Skyla... say something, and I'll rip that pretty face of yours clean off and fuck you until your nothing but a corpse! Got that?!"
She leaned over and grabbed my throat, before a vicious grin spread on her face as I nodded, which earned me a slap to my injured cheek as she whispered "Crying suits you, Skyla... cry for me some more, and maybe I'll forgive you..."
Stroking my uninjured cheek, she continued to grin as she whispered some more, those emerald eyes completely crazed as she said "I was supposed to get scouted for the Celestine's soon, you know? Move up from the Alphana's and go to bigger, better places. More money, better fights, more fame... I was going to make it truly rich, doing what I loved... and now, I can't participate in the contest. Can't apply to the Celestine's with an imperfect record... All. Because. Of. You."
Snorting, Cecilia leaned closer and pressed her brow against mine, those eyes filling my entire vision as she whispered "So be quiet, Skyla... don't make me kill you... Just shut up and let me be... and we'll be fine~! Just... fine..."
Pulling away, the girl used her magic to clean us off, removing the evidence of her deeds from everything expect my womb, where her sperm swam around trying to find my eggs.
When I was clean and compliant - afraid of her, and scared of what might happen - Cecilia made her way back to her bed and fell asleep, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
Sleep eventually took me, and when I woke up again, it was to a bright room with a few other girls standing around, chatting quietly as they waited for the Doctor to complete her diagnosis on Cecilia, who was joking around like she hadn't just raped me last night.
I sat up and looked towards her with fear, catching her sharp green eyes instantly as she smiled, the girl saying "Ah, Skyla! You're awake! Are you feeling better? Without you, I might have suffered a worse injury!"
I blinked a few times, looking at her before glancing at the others, who were staring at me with relief and curiosity.
"Are you still tired, Skyla? You seem... pale too. Doctor, is that normal?"
The other girls were all concerned, and as they looked away from Cecilia and I, they missed the bloodcurdling grin she gave me, those eyes darkening and growing frigid as she reminded me of everything that had transpired.
"Hm? Pale? I would think, yes; she got a facial wound, after all, and she just woke up. She needs a mother round of medication to replenish her blood and thicken it. Oh, Cecilia, your arm should be repaired by the middle of next week, which... well, sorry."
The Doctor just gave Cecilia a small nod, making the black haired futanari sigh as she nodded back, saying "It's alright, Doctor. It's a shame, but there's nothing I can do about it now besides persevere and more forwards, right?"
Everyone nodded, and I continued to stare at her in fear as memories of last night tumbled around in my mind, mixing with the worry and indecision striking me at this very moment.
If... If I just said something, then maybe she would be brought to justice..?
Maybe... maybe they would believe me and do what's right?
But... she was one of the best fighters ever, and there was only a few feet between me and her; if I said something, she could close that distance before anything could happen, and she'd...
She'd...
Glancing back at me, Cecilia smiled, her eyes flashing with understanding as she read me like a book, shaking her head slightly and redirecting everyone's attention towards me.
"Besides, if it wasn't for Skyla, who knows what might have happened? Things could be much worse than they are now... right, Skyla?"
The emphasis on those last two words made me jump, causing our ever righteous and compassionate leader Ashley to approach my bed and sit beside me, her pink hair and eyes soft and filled with understanding as she gently took my hand, murmuring "It's alright, Skyla... the Witch is gone. You're safe now. You're safe..."
Smiling at me, she watched me for a moment before sadly shaking her head, not getting the comforted reaction out of me that she was searching for; if I was truly worried about just the Witch, that would have worked, but now...
Now, sitting behind her was someone far more dangerous and sinister than a Witch, and she was smirking at me once more, those eyes holding promise of so, so many dreadful things.
Something I would become far too familiar with as everyone left us alone, telling us to rest and get better as they went to investigate the appearance of monsters nearby, making Cecilia grin some more.
Making her way onto my bed, she wrenched my legs apart and pulled out her cock, rubbing it against my pussy before sliding inside, beginning to rape me again now that everyone was gone.
She grabbed my hips and thrust forwards like an animal in heat, grunting and moaning as she mercilessly fucked me in the infirmary, her testicles slapping against my butt as she used me for her own pleasure, once more doing as she pleased with me.
My moans joined her as I reluctantly felt pleasure beginning to rise, something that made my abuser grin as she leaned down and grabbed my boobs instead, twisted and yanking on my sensitive nipples as she kept fucking me for another dozen minutes, eventually filling me with her seed and snarling victoriously as she pumped her cum into my womb again.
"Fucking get pregnant, Skyla... get pregnant with my child! Get pregnant..!"
Repeating that in my ear, the once cool and collected Magical Girl repeatedly thrust into my womb, laying on top of me and not letting up as she came not two times, not four times, but eight times inside me, which eventually left me limp below her as my body became exhausted from cumming so much, my already lower stamina dropping even further thanks to the injury, medicines, and now being made to orgasm repeatedly.
Despite me having never orgasmed before last time, I had cum more than I had ever thought possible as the black haired futanari enjoyed me to the fullest, before once more cleaning me off and heading back to her own bed as the others returned.
That had become my existence for the next few days; whenever Cecilia and I were left alone, I was pushed down and raped until my womb was full of her sticky semen, and as we gradually healed up, it only escalated further.
During our physical therapies, she would sit me down and force me to suck on her cock till she came, before wiping the remnants off on my lips and watching in demented amusement as I tried to swallow it down, only to have to as the others came to check on us.
When we were alone at night, the futanari would slide into my bed and rape me some more, pinning me on my back and grinning at me as she stuffed me with her penis, before eventually bending me over and showing her strength that way as she made me her bitch, repeatedly cumming inside me as she tried to get me pregnant.
Every waking moment was spent with my once beloved comrade's sperm swimming inside my womb, her constant creampies and attempts to impregnate me ensuring I would never think that she was letting me go, something that scared me and changed me.
I got jumpy whenever I heard someone approaching, wondering if once more I was going to be pushed against a wall and fucked as hard as possible, before I was given a swirling creampie in hopes of inseminating me.
Whenever I saw any of the other futanari Magical Girls, I worried that Cecilia would tell them I was her personal fuck hole and that they would start raping me to; I worried that when I saw Vivian - Cecilia's older cousin - looking my way, it was because she would rape me just like Cecilia did.
I got paranoid, and I began to stay away from people and hide in my room, but that only caused Cecilia to come inside and cum inside me, the twisted futanari whispering horrific things in my ears as she fucked me hard from behind again, telling me about the things she would do to me if I got her in trouble, the ways she would break me and make me beg her to kill me.
She would send me to a brothel to get raped by hundreds of futanari's, before letting them knock me up and give birth, where she would take my child away and do it all over again, never letting me see the children I birthed until they grew up enough to understand that their Mother was a whore.
She told me she would convince the others that I was her girlfriend, and that she would convince the other futanari's to join us in threesomes and foursomes since I was 'a cock hungry slut who wants to fuck anyone and everyone'.
All of that was whispered into my ears as she raped me repeatedly, breaking me down and making sure I never thought of betraying her, all while she herself got me pregnant after weeks of trying.
When I missed my period, she announced to the others that she and I were dating, and that we were going to get married; my days turned grey as I tried to maintain a front, tried to maintain a will to live as everything I wanted in life was tainted by this one, demonic woman.
She did everything she could to take the things I always wanted and make them terrible...
I wanted to be a Mother, and yet my first child was born to my rapist.
I wanted to be a wife, and yet I was being stolen away with no one else being any the wiser.
I wanted to fall in love, and yet my heart was yanked from my chest as Cecilia raped me day in, day out, never giving me a moment to do anything besides cum on her cock as she trained my body to lust for her.
Now, whenever I saw her, I got wet, I got horny, and I got on my knees and sucked her cock, drinking down her sperm like it was water before bending over and revealing my pregnant pussy to her, needing to be creampied to feel... anything at all.
She had broken me, which was what made it all the more terrible when Esmerelda Pine led an attack against the Magical Girls, invading our base and rampaging through it as she began to fight back against the Magical Girls, pushing them back and making sure they thought twice about attacking the Witches ever again.
When she was destroying the base, she blast open my door and found me leaning against my bed, staring blankly at the ground as my mind refused to comprehend anything besides cock, cum, and Cecilia.
Stepping into my room, Esmerelda knelt in front of me and looked me over, only to raise a brow as I reached forwards and stroked her legs, trying to pull her pants down and reveal the cock that I needed.
She let me do as I wanted, and I moaned as the familiar musk of a penis entered my mind, a fat cock bouncing in front of me waiting to be sucked; the sounds of fighting outside, the sounds of battle and destruction didn't deter either of us, creating an odd island in the base as I leaned forwards and began to suck the cock of one of the strongest Witches ever, not caring about who she was and instead focusing on the cock in front of me.
That bronze cock scraped out my throat as I sucked it like a whore, my training with Cecilia over the last few months ensuring I knew how to make her cum in as little time as possible, which made Esmerelda grunt as she started to fill my stomach with her seed, ejaculating inside me.
"What the hells... To think that you would be broken like this... What the hell happened to you, Skyla? Where is that indignant, determined, yet frightened girl who wanted to defend peace?"
Muttering above me, the Witch stared at me with narrowed eyes, before moaning as I began to suck her cock again, this time with more gusto as I interpreted the words as nothing more than demands for more.
Grabbing my head, Esmerelda muttered some more as she started to fuck my throat, the Witch not pulling out even after cumming another three times, feeding me her fat cock and slimy cum even as everyone else fought around us.
That day, I changed ownership, Esmerelda stealing me away from the base and taking me back to the Witches base for further use, the green eyed Witch doing as she pleased, encapsulating the idea of a Witch perfectly; do as she wants, however she wants, whenever she wants no matter what.
She was free spirited, and I was broken.
I only thought about cocks, and Esmerelda... was a Witch.
She took care of me, but she raped me too, the older bronze skinned woman fucking me whenever she needed to drain her balls, before cleaning me off and making sure I had eaten, I was clothed, I had drank potions, and that I was recovering.
I don't know what she did past those moments of me being raped, my mind not able to focus on anything besides cock anymore, which Esmerelda took advantage of in order to 'heal' me, in a way.
My mind only comprehended cock, so she used her cock to make me eat, to make me exercise, to get me better; the mature woman skull fucked me before cumming on my dinner, she walked backwards and had me crawl to get her penis and sperm, she made sure that everything I did was being centered around cock so that I could pay attention to it.
It... was barbaric, and heinous of her, but it worked; she told me it was a month, but eventually I moved out of my shell, even if she sometimes did things that made me crawl back inside.
"Skyla... Hey, Skyla!"
Snapping her fingers in front of me, Esmerelda grabbed my attention and frowned, pointing down at my rounded stomach as she said "You need to eat! Your baby is going to get weak if you don't!"
That was another thing that forced me out of my shell; the ever present pregnant stomach I had, the child of Cecilia and I growing within my belly and making itself known no matter what I did... something that scared me as I witnessed new life being formed inside myself.
The bronze skinned, black haired Witch stared at me with pursed lips, her emerald eyes reminding me far too much of Cecilia as she looked down at me; the power inside them, the lust that was waiting to be unleashed...
All of it was so similar to Cecilia, and yet... what Esmerelda had that Cecilia didn't was compassion; yes, she raped me just as often as my 'fiancé' did back at my base, but she never took it too far, she never hurt me, and she never made me feel... unsafe, even as she would grab my ass and start fucking me like I was some doll meant for her personal use.
"Skyla! Eat. Damnit girl, the hell happened to you after we fought..?"
Muttering to herself, Esmerelda sat down at the table and lifted the spoon, showing me the soup before bringing it to my lips, which I parted to allow her to feed me.
"Good... You need to eat for your baby now too, Skyla, not just yourself. Understand? Hells, I don't even know if you can understand me..."
She sighed again, filling the spoon with more soup and bringing it to my lips again, only to raise a brow as I rasped "I... can understand... you..."
"Oh, so she can speak! Good, good... Progress is good. Keep eating."
I shivered as those emerald eyes bored into my own, making the Witch sigh once more as she whispered "I'm not going to hurt you, Skyla. You're safe here... though, we both know the 'terms' of your living arrangements... correct?"
That familiar heat of lust was in her eyes, and I felt my pussy get incredibly wet as I nodded, hating how my body just so easily gave into that same lust since it had been drilled into me... so drilled into me in fact, that I was now pregnant...
And yet, it would seem that even me carrying another's child wasn't enough to deter Esmerelda from wanting me, something that made my body so damn happy whilst I was so angry at everything... myself, mainly.
"Hey! Stop thinking about whatever the hell it is that you're thinking about! You need to eat, and you need to focus!"
I stared at Esmerelda in shock as she reached over, her hand raised like she was going to hit me; like Cecilia used to whenever she raped me, making me flinch and tear up as I tried to pull away from her, only to blink as the pain never came.
A gentle hand rested on my cheek, and I turned to look at Esmerelda in shock, wondering why this woman was caressing my cheek - my scarred, ugly cheek - instead of hitting me, trying to discipline me and 'set me straight'.
The bronze skinned woman let out a sigh as she gently said "I know that look, Skyla. I used to have that same gaze, that same pain and despair inside my heart. Not for the same reasons, but..."
Sighing again, Esmerelda's emerald eyes were warm, something I was unused to seeing within that color as she continued to speak, staring straight into my eyes and capturing my attention.
"I... had a sister once. She was bright, cheery. Light of my life. Then, she got hurt. We were building this base for ourselves, a place away from the hatred of the normal people, away from you Magical Girls... we just wanted to live in peace, but... we needed to fight for that peace. One day, a Magical Girl - I don't know who, since she never told me - used her powers and stabbed my sister three times. Once in the shoulder, once in the throat, and again in the eye. Somehow, she lived. Somehow, my sister survived, and yet..."
Her eyes grew watery, but she took a shaky breath and continue on, staring at me the entire time and making sure I was listening, making sure I heard every word she had to say.
"Even though I was healing her, making her body better, that loss, that fight did something to her mind. Not even the stab to the eye damaged her brain; physically, she was recovering and going back to normal, and yet... eventually, my sister hung herself. Something happened during that fight past the obvious, something that changed her mentally, and it... drove her to her own end. We fight each other for what feels like no reason. Most of us Witches don't want war, don't want to fight and bring about the end of the world; only the Queen, only the radicals. They are few and far between... And not all Magical Girls want to fight either, do they?"
Her voice was now a whisper, and I bit my lip as my tears fell, her voice, her stare, her words caressing the sadness and anger inside my heart, the despair and fear that fought inside me; it made me shake my head, to tell this Witch that I never wanted to fight.
I... just wanted to have friends, to have meaning and support people; to make a better day for everyone each time I woke up, and yet...
Tapping my cheek, Esmerelda murmured "I'm sorry, Skyla, for scarring you. However... I was angry. I wasn't attacking anyone, wasn't seeking to harm anyone or anything that day. I was searching for a woman who had awakened to her magic but had no where to go. An unfortunate who didn't understand what was happening, didn't have the ability to seek the help she wanted, and as I was transporting her to get help, you... well, you know the rest, don't you?"
I shuddered, my eyes widening as tears poured from my eyes, something that made Esmerelda sigh as she wiped them away, even though it was a fruitless endeavor.
"Don't despair... you cannot change the past, but you can shape the future. What's done is done, and now... you need to live to bring about change. Don't give up, Skyla. Keep shining like you used to, alright? It'll be hard, but it'll be worth it. I promise. I promise..."
Standing up, the Witch moved to stand behind me and embraced me, hugging me and gently stroking my pregnant stomach as she added "Besides, if you want to keep her, you need to live for your daughter too, Skyla. She might be... of unusual circumstances, yes, but she has done nothing wrong. If you want to keep her, if you want to raise her, you need to be healthy and strong. So eat. For her, if not for yourself."
That afternoon, I sobbed until I fell asleep, but when I woke up later that night, I sought out Esmerelda and sat down again, eating more than enough for two, making the Witch smile as she watched me from the side, her mature features so warm compared to the iciness I had seen on it before.
When she caught me staring, the Witch grinned and asked "What~? Taken aback by my beauty~? Many are, Skyla..."
I rolled my eyes at that, but my cheeks were reddening somewhat at her suaveness, before I shivered as she stood up and sat on the table, flipping her dress back and smirking at me still as she showed me her hard cock.
My... 'training' at Cecilia's hands was - sadly - permanent, and the sight of such a delectable cock made me salivate as I desired to feast on something besides beef and rice, something that Esmerelda knew as she brought her penis to my lips and had me suck her off.
"I'm not even going to apologize, Skyla... oh fuck~! When you blew me back at the base, I..! I just HAD to have have you permanently... No one's ever sucked my cock this good, and I don't plan on letting you go... well, maybe if you really want to, but uh..! Fuck~!"
She moaned above me as I slobbered on her thick penis, slurping down her precum and giving her a messy blowjob as I milked her testicles, drinking down the sperm that erupted from her tip and moaning in such pleasure as I was sated once more.
Of course, Esmerelda wasn't, and before I could fully drink down her sticky load she had gotten up and lifted me from the chair, bending me over the table and wrapping her arms around my navel before she lifted, making me moan again as the weight of my baby was taken from my spine.
"Skyla... I really am never going to apologize for this..! It just..! Feels too damn good!"
Grunting, she penetrated my pregnant pussy and started to fuck me hard on the table, smacking her hips against my fluffy ass and making my curves ripple with each thrust, doing her best to make us both feel good as she targeted my weak spots, making me tighten up around her cock each time she hit them.
My mind was muddy with pleasure and lust as I was taken once more, but unlike with Cecilia, where I felt like a spectator watching my own body, feeling disgusted as I was violated and tainted with her sperm, I... enjoyed the way Esmerelda fucked me, and I felt like I was apart of something, not just an outlet.
Though, I was definitely primarily an outlet for the Witch, her satisfaction coming first as she creampied me without a care, not holding back even as I reached the edge of an orgasm, irritating me slightly as the pleasure from that rising wave of ecstasy was slowly fading.
When she spanked me and reached around to tug on my clit though, I exploded with lust, squirting all over her and moaning crazily as the futanari made me cum not because of incessant rape, but instead because of slight care as she yanked roughly on my clit, sending jolts of electricity throughout my body with each tug.
"Cum cum cum~! The more you cum, the wetter you get..."
She... sort of ruined it as she muttered that into my ear, but I couldn't care at all as long as I got to cum, that addictive feeling filling my body again as I briefly forgot about everything, my head in the clouds.
This time though, when I came down from those clouds, I was welcomed back not by a slap, nor by hands wrapped around my throat choking the life from me, but instead with gentle, deep thrusts against my womb, the Witch still supporting my belly as she continued to fuck me at her leisure.
It slowly became common, during my pregnancy and recovery at her base, for Esmerelda to pamper me at random, the Witch doing things for me as she made my life easier and more colorful as I lived with her, even if that was against my will.
Time passed again, but this time in far happier fashion as Esmerelda took care of me and made sure I got better, even if the entire time my payment for such treatment and all of my necessities came from my body...
If Esmerelda wanted her cock sucked, I felt obligated to suck her cock; if she wanted to cum all over my face, I let her shower me with her seed whenever she wanted.
If Esmerelda wanted to have my tits wrapped around her cock, I gave her a tittyfuck and swallowed down her sperm; if she wanted to have sex, I showed her my pregnant pussy and drank down her sperm with that hole instead.
I felt obligated, but at the same time... I both needed it and wanted it; I needed cock now that I had been so severely broken, but I wanted Esmerelda's cock over anyone else's, even if I had only ever felt one other cock besides hers.
With time passing, my belly only got bigger, and I felt... guilty as Esmerelda continued to pamper me, the Witch doing whatever she wanted during the day for her 'work' and coming back to 'her girl' who was pregnant with another woman's child... it made me feel terrible, but...
"Skyla~! Stop being such a brooding Mama~!"
Poking my cheek, the bronze skinned Witch just grinned at me as she got my attention, only for that grin to fade somewhat as I mustered my courage and asked "W-Why are you... so nice to me? So nice to... 'her'? Even though it's not your baby, why-!?"
"Nuh uh. Biologically, not my child, sure, but I am NOT letting you - the broken, sex needing woman - raise a baby all on your own. For a few reasons, selfish and not."
Her emerald eyes were serious, and I frowned as I felt slightly indignant at her 'accusation', only to lose that as she spoke, her words... making sense to me, even if they hurt slightly to hear.
"As much as you might think you can withstand it, you've been... transformed, Skyla. You might be mentally telling yourself that this relationship we have is payment for me housing, feeding, and caring for you-"
I nodded at that, making Esmerelda nod and roll her eyes, something that made my frown deepen.
"-but it's also because YOU need someone to do those things to you. It's your... coping mechanism, your safety blanket... somehow, somewhat. You need sex, and I have a feeling that if I hadn't... well, if when I had first found you, if I hadn't raped you each day, you would have become far worse..."
She trailed off for a moment, the usually assured woman looking away and not looking me in the eye, only to snicker as I reached forwards and grabbed her hands, bringing them towards my waist and pulling her closer.
"It's small things like this too that make me refuse to let you go... I..."
Taking a deep breath, Esmerelda leaned down and kissed me - not out of lust or want to get me in the mood, but out of...
"I think I love you, Skyla. Lot of that is lust, no doubt, but I adore you. Find it amusing the way you pout when I tell you to stop exerting yourself, find it adorable the way you so happily accept being pampered at night when you 'earn it' - your own words, not mine. Your smile is... it reminds me to much of my sister, and I love the warmth that you somehow exude naturally. After fights, I look forwards to coming back to you, and... I've always wanted a wife, I guess, to return home to, and this has felt like that... or something like that... fuck, I say too much when I'm nervous or emotional, don't I?"
Chuckling, she looked away again before having her face turned back to mine, my lips finding hers as I kissed her back, surprising the Witch.
"This... is selfish of me. I don't... know what love feels like, but I want you, Esmerelda. I love the sex, the treatment, the safety and security. The acceptance, the understanding... If that means I love you, then... yes, I guess I do, but for right now, I... I want to be selfish and honest; I want to be safe, here, in your arms for as long as I can..."
She smiled at that, leaning forwards and kissing me once more, this time placing her hands on my butt as she whispered "Fine... be that way~! I don't care... because I'll have you wrapped around my cock for as long as you live~! Isn't that right, Skyla..?"
Her magic tore away our clothes, and my only response was to lift my leg and allow her cock entrance into my pussy, the Witch starting to fuck me once more as she satiated my lust and took my answer.
Making our way towards a bed, the Witch tossed me down and bent me over, her fat cock pummeling my pussy even as she caressed my stomach lovingly, her grunts and arousal obvious as she took me like an animal.
Despite me being pregnant, Esmerelda fucked me hard on the bed, making me cum over and over before pouring her cum into me like she was trying to impregnate me too, the two of us losing ourselves to lust.
That was how our days slowly passed, and I began to move on from the fear that once gripped my heart, my mind healing slowly but surely as Esmerelda continued to use me whenever she pleased, this ability to consent to or turn down her sexual advances something that made me feel safe and thankful.
On the days that my depression would take root and worsen me, Esmerelda... well, she did as she said she would; she barged in on my moody mind and made me think of nothing but her cock as she raped me, not taking no for an answer and shamelessly cumming inside my pussy, before smirking at me as she went from pinning me down and taking me by force to watching as I bounced on her lap like a good little slut, shaking my ass for her before taking her creampies, which took my mind off of whatever had sapped me of any will to live.
She did something terrible to snap me out of my depression, something that made no sense when I looked at it objectively, but the results spoke for themselves; when she was 'forced' to rape me, Esmerelda managed to lighten my mood and make me feel better, before we continued to fuck until she was satisfied... as well as me, my lust sometimes higher than hers as I drained the Witch of sperm to bathe my pussy in her seed.
That was how our life gradually passed us by, the days turning into months as I lived a leisurely life inside the Witch's base, which was really just a nice, large wooden cabin in the middle of a dark, magical forest that radiated a foreboding and uneasy feeling, though Esmerelda never seemed to mind it.
During this time, I didn't have much I could do besides just wait around for Esmerelda to return from whatever she was doing, before we had sex until I fell asleep in her arms, the older woman holding me close and fucking me over and over even as I drifted away, occasionally waking me up to a deluge of semen or a hot, welcome facial...
I had no idea what was happening outside of this base, or even where this base was and if there were others nearby, but none of that mattered as I gradually managed to mend some of the wounds that had been left behind by someone who had once been considering my comrade.
Now, my enemy took care of me, and whenever she returned to the base after doing whatever it was for the Witches, I made sure to show my appreciation as I slobbered on her cock or bounced on her lap, draining the mature woman's testicles of sperm whenever I could.
Even with my stomach bulging out so much with child, Esmerelda only seemed to lust after me further, and the Witch began to introduce me to the idea of anal, taking her cock and lubricating it up before pressing it into my ass, spreading me apart and fucking my second, tighter hole and filling it with sperm.
When I was almost due to deliver though, she came back with surprising news, telling me for the first time ever what was happening outside.
"The Magical Girls are going crazy saying that we kidnapped you; particularly, Cecilia is fighting rather hard and going too far with her actions, to the point that she's instigated a rather large battle multiple times now. They've... let her actions go unpunished for now, citing her distress for having her fiancee and child taken from her..."
Looking at me pointedly, the Witch just nodded as she saw my eyes go wide and my body begin to tremble, fear permeating my very being as she added "Thought so. That explains a lot, really. A whole lot... Honestly, I have to admit I am surprised, but... not as much as I thought I'd be. So she - your comrade, and a trusted partner - turned you from that bright, admittedly brash and 'ask questions later' type of girl who fought for justice and justice only, into... this..."
Esmerelda nodded again, looking down at me and sighing when I didn't reply, her eyes narrowing slightly as she knelt down and stared at me directly, forcing me to look at her.
"Skyla, let's get this out first. I wasn't lying when I said I want you. Wasn't lying when I said I think I love you. Wasn't lying when I said I'd keep you safe. Now, while the losses against the Magical Girls have been... rough, they're manageable and honestly not that important in the grand scheme of things. If anything, I would argue they're helpful. Cecilia is making your prior leadership realize how stupid this fight is, and it's helping the Witches realize how stupid the Queen is. So... the fight should be stalling out soon, which is really, really good~!"
Reaching for me, she sighed once more when I flinched, the fear still gripping me even though I knew the person I was afraid of couldn't get me, something that made the Witch shake her head for a moment before she said "Don't worry, Skyla. She can't get to you here. No one can except me. And unless you want someone to come here... It's just you and me."
"P-Promise..?"
My voice was shaky, but the months of separation and pampering from this Witch had changed me again, even if some of me was now unchangeable...
"I promise with all my heart, Skyla. Seriously. For you, and for this little one... I swear it on my life."
My eyes watered, and before I realized it Esmerelda had pulled me into a hug, the older Witch stroking my back and soothing me as best she could, before pulling back and placing a kiss on my lips.
As soon as she did that, I kissed her back, and one thing led to another... which meant her penis was in my mouth, the Witch moaning loudly as she had me blow her over and over again, feeding me her sperm until her balls were empty... and when I say she had me blow her, I mean I latched onto her penis and didn't let go until she pushed me off, so...
Time began to move again without issue, and I gave birth to my daughter without any issue either, a healthy, green eyed futanari with a small tuft of black hair staring at me, scaring me in two ways.
On one hand, it was rather obvious who the Mom of this child was, and I could see her already inside my daughter's features, bringing back memories and emotions that I was not wanting to deal with at all on a constant basis, and yet...
On the other hand, I was scared by how much I loved this little girl, her frail body and pitiful cries making me hurt more than I had ever hurt before, causing me to do whatever I could to care for her even though whenever I looked at her I only saw the futanari responsible for everything...
Esmerelda also began to scare me with how much I enjoyed having her around, the bronze skinned Witch helping me each day with taking care of the girl that I had decided to name Erin; I was scared that one day, she would either betray my trust or suddenly leave me, which was assuaged lightly by the fact that she filled my womb back up each night, leading to me becoming pregnant not long after giving birth to Erin.
Each night, Esmerelda watched as I breastfed the futanari girl with a small smile, before taking her place when I put her to sleep in the cradle Esmerelda got her, the Witch suckling from my tits and pounding my pussy with all she had, making sure to knock me up as soon as she could; apparently, the Witch was more aroused by me being pregnant than she was when I wasn't, which made me both happy and angry to hear.
But... with the eventual ceasefire called between both sides, the news of Cecilia being detained and put on trial for her 'crimes' in the battles, and me now being a mother, I didn't have much of an issue anymore with what had happened, especially when Esmerelda was allowed to remain by my side for as long as either of us wanted, which...
Was spent with the Witch using me whenever she wanted, her magic being used to create Golems to watch of Erin so she could fill me up with her sperm again, or the Witch pushing the limits as she had me blow her beneath the table when Erin was sleeping, having me breastfeed them together... so many things were done, but one thing was certain.
Esmerelda was the Mom of my children now, Erin and the ones to come; the one already in my stomach, as well as the others that would inadvertently follow when I gave birth to this second child, the Witch's magic ensuring my health and ensuring we were able to lead a happy life.
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9k words, might've felt... weird in the middle- scratch that, weird in the entire thing, and that was because I was too far in to rewrite it without just scrapping it (2.5k ish) but wanting to change direction a bit, and that was why it became a bit of a mess I guess?
And then I kinda spent more time just... doing dark for the sake of dark I guess, which made it more of a mess but added to the word count and I was eventually just like 'ah fuck it, it's porn who needs plot lol' and just did whatever to get it done.
Not my proudest, not the worst I don't think, but certainly not the best; might make an eventual part two, probably won't, just felt like writing something a bit darker, got rewarded with some horniness in the middle that was nice, but otherwise... yeah.
Anyways, the next entry after this is also already done, and will be released in roughly 15 days, and I don't feel like leaving ya'll in the dark about it, so yeah; it's a Naruto Fanfic entry, and since this book is NEVER going to be monetized, we should be good since there are more than enough books posted about Fanfic inside the normal novel section of Webnovel instead of in the Fanfic section~!
So yeah, in ~15 days that's coming out, and I have a few other anime and other ip's I want to take a crack at, so look forwards to that I guess...
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