Freya the former Norse Goddess of Beauty, Fertility, and War

Athena the newly titled Goddess of Motherly Wisdom was helpless to Luke Smith the God of Siring. The Arbiter had magically cursed her to be unable to fight back against Luke’s sexual ****. But in spite of the curse, Athena struggled. She didn’t want to fall victim to Luke’s ‘Harem Enslavement’ ability.

“I need to break free before he cums. I don’t want to blow up like the rest of his women,” Athena thought in a panic.

Luke rutted ignorant of his partner’s thoughts. He was on a mission, cum and go.

“Sorry, but I am going to have to cut this short. I’m in a rush,” Luke thought into Athena’s mind, as he kissed her.

“Hmmmm,” Luke grunted.

“Nooo!” Athena mentally screamed.

At that moment Luke came, Athena’s soul suddenly ‘Linked’ with Luke’s. She was now forever bound to serve his every interest.

“Come on … almost ...,” Luke said as he kept pumping his hips.

“There!” Luke thought as he felt Athena get impregnated.

A rush of ‘Soul-energy’ empowered Luke as he knocked up his latest baby mama.

“Now for my favorite part,” Luke whispered holding his hand out.

“Luke wait!” Loki yelled out.

“Fuck!” Athena cried as Luke activated his ‘Belly Control: Acceleration’ ability.

Loki froze, as she watched Athena’s body transform. Her warrior’s figure was lost as fat replaced muscle.

“That’s the stuff,” Luke thought growing stiffer as he felt his woman grow.

Bigger and bigger Athena’s belly grew until …

Pop!

The expanding mother’s belly button popped out. The strange sight broke Loki from her trance.

“Luke Stop!” Loki yelled pushing Luke off of Athena.

The God of Siring came to as he exited the Goddess of Motherly Wisdom.

“What? I …” Luke said grabbing his head.

“Awwwww!” Athena cried as her body continued to expand.

“Quick! Stop your spell!” Loki cried out in a panic.

Luke deactivated his ‘Belly Control: Acceleration’ ability.

Athena breathed a sigh of relive as her body stopped growing.

“Idiot, we needed her! The Arbiter magics prevent me from fighting for you. Athena could have been our fighting asset. Now she is a giant preggo,” Loki said swatting Luke’s head.

“I … I’m sorry … I didn’t mean … to?” Luke said scanning his latest sexual victim.

Athena blinked in confusion; her mind was in a fog. She needed to serve her master … and nothing else.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Loki snapped her fingers in front of Athena’s face.

“What is wrong with her?” Loki asked concerned.

Recalling all the women he ‘Soul Linked’, Luke calmed himself. Athena was just recovering from being ‘Soul-Linked’.

“Don’t panic,” Luke said kneeling down to Athena’s line of sight.

“Don’t panic? You just ruined our ace in the hole,” Loki said punching Luke’s arm.

Ignoring the hit, Luke caught Athena’s gaze.

“I am interested in you protecting me and my family. I am interested in you serving me to the best of your ability. I am interested in you voicing your true feelings even if they are against my interests,” Luke said in a mechanical rush.

Athena blinked rapidly.

“What … where?” Athena said looking down.

The newly titled Goddess of Motherly Wisdom knelt dumbfounded. She was shocked. Her fit body was replaced with a fat … heavily pregnant figure.

“What the Fuck!” Athena cried.

“I am interested in you calming down from your body’s transformation,” Luke shouted in a rush.

Athena’s anxiety faded away in an instant. The goddess visibly relaxed before looking up at Luke. But panic was replaced with anger.

“You! You did this. What the fuck is wrong with you ... you fucking pervert,” Athena cried in a rage.

“I am interested in you relaxing. Please control your anger,” Luke said arms raised.

The next 10 minutes were filled with Luke and Loki updating Athena on the situation.

“This is insane,” Athena stated in disbelief.

“Sorry, that’s the facts,” Luke said with a shrug.

Athena stood up before looking down at her old armor.

“I can’t wear any of that … not like this,” Athena said gesturing to her 7-month pregnant figure.

Luke frowned at the pile of gear. He really fucked up. Stripping the Goddesses’ armor and knocking her up was dumb.

“What came over me? Did I mean to do that? Is the Arbiter ...” Luke asked himself.

Loki ribbed Luke, breaking him from his thoughts.

“Can’t you just reverse your Acceleration spell?” Loki asked hopefully.

“No, I told you. I can’t reverse time. Pregnancy expansion isn’t a time spell, it’s a nature spell for cell growth. … And besides, even if I knew the spell to reverse time … it would be super mana intensive.” Luke explained rubbing his forehead.

“Lame,” Loki said disappointed. Her hopes for her primary avatar’s pregnancy reversal were clearly dashed with Luke’s explanation.

Athena summoned a javelin to her hand.

“So … "Master" …, Loki is not permitted to fight for you. I am not well-practiced fighting with avatars … and I don’t have any armor to fit my new frame,” Athena said patting her pregnant belly.

“All your fighting experience and you never trained in avatar combat?” Loki asked poking Athena’s belly.

“Stop that!” Athena said raising her arms in defense of her middle.

“I can still fight, despite some changes,” Athena said proudly as she defended her bump from Loki’s pokes.

Luke sighed.

“Dam, why did I lose control and make her super pregnant? She is an expert melee Warlock fighter, not a Sorcerer spell caster.

Crack!

Everyone looked around. The wooded clearing Luke, Loki, and Athena stood in was surrounded by Sorcerers, some clearly pregnant. Luke recognized the enemy’s colors immediately. But before he could act …

“Luke Smith!” a voice called from behind the Army of Soul-Casters.

“Mr. Grand Breeder turned God of Siring. You have taken another one of my friends,” the voice said angrily.

Luke scanned the dozens of Sorcerers.

“It seems your Norse God is no longer a threat to me or mine. And you went ahead and ruined your new toy as soon as you got it. … Silly Life Wizard … You can’t go knocking up your warlock fighters. They never practiced how to fight when heavily pregnant. Not like us sorcerers, or at least developed a way to slim down,” the voice said with a chuckle.

Just then a thin tall Golden-haired beauty stepped forward. The tall blond stepped out in front between Luke and the dozens of casters. Luke recognized Glinda the Good from all her coven’s magical advertisements.

“What should I do … the world is always against me and mine … But! for the moment ... We seem to hold all the cards,” Glinda said tapping her chin.

“Leave me and mine alone. I am just defending my family,” Luke growled back in anger.

“Now now, control that temper. Mr. Smith,” Glinda said shaking her head.

“Seeing how you were sent to ‘Soul-Linked’ me from Thoth’s dumb vote … and … you already ‘Enslaved’ two of my friends … there is no sense hiding anymore,” Glinda the Good said before summoning a magical sword.

Glinda’s sword glowed brightly with arcane runes.

“I am Freya the former Norse Goddess of Beauty, Fertility, and War. You stand in my territory. The Land of the Los Angeles Life Coven,” Freya bellowed raising into the sky with rainbow wings.

“Do you seek to ‘Enslave’ me like my friends? Or are you more than just a DICK with a pregnancy fetish?” Freya asked pointing her runic blade at Luke.