Satisfying a Fetish

Feeling the flow of time return to normal, Ivy blinked rapidly. Her magic sight was making her see spots.

“Someone must have stopped this dimension for a good while, and something was … accelerated?” the Time-Agent thought as she felt an aftershock ripple through the flow of reality.

Ivy followed her training. The agent closed her eyes and sent out a quick pulse of magic. She needed to take stock of what the state of reality was. The Life Mage felt the drain on her limited mana reserves, before a pulse flowed out from her doppelganger body. Ivy could sense everything was like before. The laws of this reality were not rewritten.

Relief filled the time agent, the outlaw Jim Hercule did not change the laws of physics. But there was still a sense of something being different. So, Ivy sent another pulse, but this time focused on her own doppelganger body.

“Wait … something’s off,” Ivy thought as she processed details of her magical pulse feedback.

In half a second, she reviewed her DNA structure: 18-year-old Female Human, Red Hair, Pale Skin, Green Eyes, 5’5’, 175 pounds. …

“Was I always that heavy,” Ivy thought opening her eyes.

Just then a girl yelled loud enough to be heard by everyone. “Dam these snacks made me feel bloated!”

A second later there was a chorus of “me too” as everyone at the party began grabbing their bloated bellies. Ivy watched as two dozen women began examining their fuller middles.

“No … don’t tell me,” Ivy thought in horror before slowly looking down.

Sure enough … she was bloated too. But unlike everyone else, she knew exactly why. Agent Ivy (Master Spy and Life Mage) was carrying a new life in her womb. Ivy panicked, someone knew the best way to catch a doppelganger, and … without warning … used it on her.

“Shit! This can’t be happening, I checked my new body’s cycle … time-magic alone couldn’t do this. … Who the fuck would mess with the fertility of two dozen women … and **** them while time was frozen? What a pervert!” Ivy thought angerly as she tried to push her fingers into her now stiff lower abdomen.

The party was abuzz as everyone complained about their new “food babies” and some even complained about their chest feeling heavier. At that Ivy looked up and did a quick scan. Sure enough, half the guest had wardrobe malfunctions. The malfunctions were not restricted to expanded middles. Snapped or strained bras and bikini wedgies were clearly visible. Looking back down at her own middle, Ivy considered her next move.

“I need … I need to leave this realm. Hercule must have done this … and if he did it once …he can accelerate time again.”

Ivy’s magical disguise would continue to drain her mana until she got a chance to reverse it. But her pregnancy status prevented her from reversing the doppelganger spell. Which meant she had to let her sudden pregnancy finish or end it early. Both hard to do, while on her mission.

“If I do not escape now, another skip forward in time would render me powerless,” Ivy thought as a shiver ran down her spine.

The agent knew she was on the clock. Ivy had two options: fight or flight?

“Fuck this!” Ivy said as her body chose flight.

The recently impregnated red-head turned and ran for the backyard gate exit.

“Just get to the emergency teleport key made by Grandma,” Ivy thought before she had to jump over a pregnant teen who fell onto her ass.

“Ooof, you’re right it’s like I have a lower center of gravity,” the fallen teen said looking at her bloated middle.

Ivy kept running, only slightly encumbered by her new figure.

“Jimmy!” a feminine voice yelled.

At the name of the Time-King the secret agent doubled her efforts. She had to escape.

“Port-key, just get to the emergency port-key!” Ivy thought as she ran through the backyard fence gate.

“Jim over here! The spy ran this way,” the feminine voice yelled closer than before.

“Wall of Thorns!” Ivy shouted, as she cast a life-growth spell.

A wall of vines and thorns sprang up and filled the gate exit.

“Ouch!” a male voice cried.

“Almost there,” Ivy thought in relief as she saw her car parked on the street.

“Jimmy just fly! I taught you how,” the pursuing feminine voice admonished.

“I hate flying,” the pursuing male voice yelled back.

Agent Ivy got to her car. A second later, she popped opened the trunk.

“There!” Ivy cried spotting the port-key shaped like a small garden shovel.

“Enough of this!” the male voiced shouted.

Just before Ivy was about to grab the port-key

Flash!

Everything froze as the whole realm of existence was forcibly stopped.

---

“That was close. Looks like our spy was going to use a port-key,” Eris said bending over to examine the open trunk.

“Port-key?” Jim asked stepping around the frozen redhead and closer to his magic teacher.

Despite draining his balls two dozen times this evening, Jim couldn’t help but get distracted by Eris’s bubble but and pregnant hips.

“You know … an item that teleports you away. Oh, and it looks powerful. Must be made by a master enchanter,” Ivy said eyeing the garden shovel.

“Why didn’t this spy agent … Ivy was it … just shift out of this reality,” Jim said looking at the frozen teen.

Eris looked up before rolling her eyes. Jim was sure dumb, despite having access to limitless power.

“Jimmy, you can shift people back onto this realm of existence if they use simple teleportation. Don’t you remember, you did it to me a few times,” Eris said standing straight.

“Right,” Jim said trying to sound like he understood.

Eris sighed.

“Jimmy, portal-key teleportation is one of the most complex methods of transportation. Port-key users cannot be targeted by time reversal spells. If this spy touched this shovel she would have escaped, and ruined our plans,” Eris said in teacher mode.

“Our plans … right. We, I mean I, impregnate everyone … identify the spy. Then … accelerate the spy’s body to a point where she is drained of mana,” Jim said looking between Ivy and Eris.

“Yes, by accelerating our little pregnant spy here, you send a message to the Time-Council and Titan Pantheon. You’re the Preggomancer, you won’t tolerate being spied on! Anyone who tries will end up pregnant forever,” Eris said patting her baby bump.

“Forever?” Jim asked raising an eyebrow.

“Well maybe not forever, but long. This Ivy bitch probably killed a human and took her spot at the party. Let’s pump this witch up and throw her into your sex dungeon,” Eris said with an evil grin.

“Slow down. … first, I do not have a sex dungeon. Second, we don’t know if Ivy killed anyone. And third, won’t the Time-Council want us to negotiate her release?” Jim said counting on his fingers.

“Fine, but we should at least incapacitate the spy before we question her about who’s DNA she used, and what the Council will give for ransom,” Eris said swatting Jim’s hand away, before closing the trunk with the port-key inside.

Jim stepped back, but after a moment of deliberation … he came to a decision and began pulling down his pants.

“What are you doing? Just accelerate her body through time, like you did before,” Eris asked taking the car keys from Ivy’s frozen grip.

Jim pulled out his hard dick and pushed the frozen spy over the trunk of the car.

“If I have to accelerate this spy’s pregnancy. I want to satisfy a fantasy of mine,” Jim said pulling Ivy’s shorts down.

“What’s that,” Eris asked curious.

“Pregnancy Expansion Sex,” Jim said as he pushed his rigid penis into Ivy’s pussy.

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

The universe was silent, save Jim’s hips slamming into Ivy’s recently expanded ass cheeks. Eris watched in morbid curiosity as her dumb perverted student tried to satisfied his weird fetish.

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

Jim’s hands explored his partners body as he fucked. Just as he got comfortable with his rhythm, he started to connect his magic with Ivy’s womb. Jim began accelerating Ivy’s pregnancy through time, while also keeping her mind frozen. The young Time-King reveled in the sensation of his baby mama’s growing body. Jim smiled as he felt Ivy’s tits and ass grow heavier and heavier. But he kept most of his attention on her belly. Jim explored Ivy’s belly as the growing skin slowly spaced his fingers apart.

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

Eris watched as Ivy’s middle slowly, ever so slowly grew larger. Looking up from the growing flesh, Eris scanned Ivy’s face. It was frozen in an expression of relief, likely because she thought she was about to use the port-key. It stood in contrast to her current predicament.

“Close, but not close enough. This bitch has no idea that her new baby daddy is fucking her and … is slowly trapping her in her new human body. She will awaken heavily pregnant without any magic energy left to fight back or escape. Trapped forever as a powerless knocked up human,” Eris thought in amusement.

“Wait!” Eris cried grabbing Jim’s shoulder.

“What?” Jim asked not letting go of Ivy’s expanding pregnant belly.

“Unfreeze time, right after her 6-month mark, but do not stop your pregnancy acceleration until she is 8-months. I want to see her struggle,” Ivy said with an evil grin.

“That seems unnecessary and dangerous. Ivy will cast a magical spell or something. I am currently balls-deep, in a spy whom you believe killed a teen girl in cold blood. It doesn’t seem safe to restart time, at least not until I’m finished,” Jim said hotly.

“Relax, the doppelganger spell typically drains all magical energy of a user after 150 days of use. If you restart time after Ivy is (180+ days) 6+ months pregnant, she will be helpless,” Ivy said matter-of-factly.

---

The universe restarted. Ivy blinked rapidly in a daze, but unlike before she knew what caused the reality shift. Jim Hercule the outlaw Time-King must have frozen time and just restarted it ....

Plap. Plap. Plap.

“EEEEEKK!” Ivy cried as she felt herself getting fucked from behind.

“Get off! Get Offfff!!” Ivy shouted looking back in a panic.

Jim flinched at Ivy’s shriek, but didn’t let up. He held her hips in an iron grip as he continued pumping his shaft into her vagina. Ivy found herself pinned up against the trunk of her stolen sedan.

“Get Off! Or I will …” Ivy shouted before her hands instinctively gripped onto the trunk.

The Time-Agent failed to suppress a moan, as her body was racked with an orgasm. Ivy gritted her teeth in frustration as her human body shivered in delight. Jim smiled as his partner momentarily stopped fighting him. The Time-King let go of Ivy’s hips and instead leaned over and hugged Ivy’s heavily pregnant body. From his new position Jim began caressing her 6-month pregnant middle.

“I … said … get … off,” Ivy tried to say as she grasped for breath.

Her only reply was Jim resuming his sexual ****. But just as Ivy was about to scream again, she felt a new sensation. Looking down she could only gape as her impregnated body began to expand. Ivy’s mind refused to process the horror show which was her body’s new size and slow magical expansion.

“I … said,” Ivy moaned as she tried to cast a spell.

Nothing happened, save a small tingling down Ivy’s spine. The Time-Agent knew that sensation, she was out of mana.

Plap. Plap. Plap.

Ivy tried to ignore Jim’s affections as a cold dread came over her. She was caught. The doppelganger spell was feeding off her magical energy. She wouldn’t be able to recover any mana until she dropped the disguise spell. Which first needed her pregnancy to finish. Her pregnancy … her pregnancy ... she was going to be a mother … a mother.

“NOoooo!” Ivy moaned before another orgasm racked her young growing body.

---

Eris stood behind the rutting couple. She watched in fascination as Jim fucked Ivy into submission. She expected the Spy to put up a bigger fight. But something broke her spirit. Ivy was now rocking her thickened ass back to meet Jim’s hips.

“I thought she would be struggling more. Has she accepted her fate as Jim’s magicless breeding stock? … Has she realized it is impossible to escape a Time-King in his own realm?” Eris mused as her thoughts turned to her own situation.

Eris the Master of Discord, rubbed her own large pregnant belly. How things have changed. In one year on Earth, she had gone from the most feared and hunted Timelady … to … a knocked-up magic tutor.

“At least my student has the potential of becoming a Titan. Otherwise, this whole thing is going to fall apart,” Eris thought before shaking her head.

“EXCUSE ME!” a feminine voice shouted.

Eris jumped in surprise (she didn’t have her invisibility up). Pulled from her thoughts she turned to see a middle age female jogger.

“I came to complain about the party noise and heard yelling. What is going on? Is that man … is he assaulting that woman?” the jogger asked pointing to Jim.

Eris turned and smiled at the 40 something year-old woman.

“I’m going to call the cops if I don’t get some answers,” the jogger said pulling out her phone.

“Miss, you best keep running or you will be stuck waddling,” Eris said pointing to her own middle.

Staying on the sidewalk, the stranger ignored Eris and got closer to Jim.

“Sir! I’m calling the cops if you don’t release that woman,” the jogger said in disgust.

Jim slammed into his partners ass one last time before letting out a long grunt of satisfaction. At the same time, Ivy let out a cry of animal passion.

“That’s it! I’m calling the Cops,” the jogger said clearly upset at being ignored.

Jim had heard the stranger but didn’t process her words until the moment after his climax. Letting go of Ivy, Jim faced the newcomer.

“Is that you Karen?” Jim asked recognizing the jogger.

“Yes, whose asking?” Karen spat finishing dialing 9-1-1.

Annoyed at the situation Jim looked to Eris.

“You could have stopped her,” Jim said pulling up his pants.

“Hello, 911. What is your emergency,” Karen’s phone sounded.

“And stop you from turning a new leaf,” Eris said with a teasing grin.

“Dam, she **** my hand,” Jim thought as he reluctantly rewrote the past.

Flash!

“911. What is your emergency?” Karen’s phone sounded again.

“Karen apologize and hang-up!” Jim said forcefully.

“Sorry false alarm,” Karen said hanging up, trained to always follow her man's orders.

Karen put her phone in her pocket before looking up and staring at the naked heavily pregnant teen leaning on the trunk.

"Another one of Jim’s conquests," Karen thought.

The boy was a beast. First his foster family, second his neighbor Ms. Foxton, and now the neighborhood.

“Karen you okay,” Jim asked walking up and pressing a hand to the cougar's pregnant belly.

Karen looked down at her giant twin sized belly, before looking to her baby daddy.

“Sorry, for interrupting your fun Jimmy,” Karen said embarrassed.

“No problem, I just finished,” Jim said as he began to massaged her middle.

“Jimmy … I’m here … about … a noise … complaint,” Karen tried to say.

“Aw, sorry about that. My birthday party got a little rowdy. It was a shame you couldn't attend. But you're here now,” Jim said lowering his hand to massage Karen’s pussy through her shorts.

Before Karen could think, she found herself pushed up against the car. Jim bent her pregnant body over and grabbed her thicc ass.

“Jimmy … don’t … I,” Karen tried to protest.

“Enough, my little watch-dog needs to be a good little girl and let her master fuck her,” Jim whispered into Karen’s ear as he pulled down her jogging shorts.

The Homeowners Association president suppressed a moan as Jim pushed his giant dick into her hungry pussy.

---

“Well shit,” Eris thought as she watched her student magically transform Karen into his bitch in seconds.

Karen moaned and bucked under Jim’s sexual ****.

Ivy was broken from her daze as her stolen car began rocking. Looking to her side, a new pregnant woman was getting fucked by Jim Hercule.

“What a perv,” Ivy thought in revulsion.

Pushing herself up, Ivy felt the weight of her new body. She looked down and found the figure of an 8-month knocked up human teenager. Milk stains were leaking through her ripped shirt and braw.

“Hey, Ivy"

Ivy turned and saw the famous outlaw Eris the Master of Discord. She wore an elegant magical black dress and was … clearly heavily pregnant.

“You too,” Ivy asked scanning the Time-Lady’s body.

“In a way,” Eris said with a shrug.

Ivy looked to Jim before looking back to Eris.

“Here clean up while you can,” Eris said pulling out a handkerchief.

Ivy took the small cloth and tried to dry her chest.

“I'm with Jimmy. What happens next can be pleasant for you, if you cooperate. … What is the name of your human identity?” Eris said cooly.

Sighing, Ivy resigned herself to be a prisoner.

“Pamela Lillian Isley,” Ivy said before a light breeze past over her bare ass.

Eris watched as Ivy tried to bend over and reach her discarded shorts.

“Sorry my dear, but those won’t fit you anymore,” Eris said eyeing Ivy’s new baby making hips.

“You’re going to need something that can work with your … new pear-shaped figure,” Eris said politely.

Ivy stopped trying to bend over, and starred daggers at Eris.

“Don’t give me that look. I am in the same boat,” Eris said smacking her own giant ass.

“What do you suggest,” Ivy said gesturing her hands around at the quiet neighborhood street.

At that Jim let out long grunt of satisfaction. Karen moaned in delight as her vagina was flooded with seed.

“Just this once, I will let you borrow this,” Eris said before.

Snap!

Ivy was suddenly wearing a black dress like the Master of Discord.

“Well one of us is going to need to change,” Eris said in amusement.

Just then Ivy’s black dress turned dark green, complimenting her red hair.

“Thanks,” Ivy said feeling a little less exposed and embarrassed.

“JIMMY!” a voice shouted from the house.

Everyone turned to see Stacy Hercule, Jim’s foster sister waddle across the lawn.

“What did you do to all the non-pregnant guests,” Stacy said stepping up to Jim as he pulled out of Karen.

“I know you impregnated all of them but don’t know how. You usually rewrite the past to make women grow baby bumps. They get new memories and don’t notice the changes. But NOW there is TWO dozen women about to panic. Some of them want to go to the hospital for their bloated bellies,” Stacy said pointing to the house.

Jim pulled up his pants before his sister was upon him.

“What did you do?” Stacy yelled as she poked Jim’s chest.

At that moment, Karen recovered from her climax, stood and turned around.

“Oh high Karen, didn’t see you there. I need to talk to Jimmy,” Stacy said before pulling Jim by the shirt.

After making some space, Stacy turned the heat back on.

“What the fuck did you do to the party guests! And why the fuck were you banging a pregnant Karen Wolf in the street? I mean ... why do I have two memories of Karen pregnant and not pregnant? Did you do something to me?” Stacy asked in frustration.

“I can explain. It wasn’t my idea. Well knocking up Karen and fucking her was my idea. But the party guests, that was Eris’s idea. She wanted to catch a spy. Which we did,” Jim said before pointing to Ivy standing next to Eris.

“Great, you caught a spy. Now fix the problem you made back at the party,” Stacy said hotly.

Jim frowned.

“Ya … I didn’t think this through. How do I explain away everyone's new bloated bellies?” Jim thought in a panic.