((Back in the saddle again, I hope you're all ready to get your hopes up and be let down all over again! It's been several months and I'm pretty rusty on my memory and notes, so if there's any plot holes then my bad. Feel free to point them out, I try to keep this thing internally consistent.))
1> Bottle 3
3> Reincarnate 6
4> Knock up 5
.> Healing magic 1, Possess male 1, Visit Mammaron 1
As you stare down at Anny's tear stained face you know what you have to do. And you know what you want to do as well, but that leaves just one important question.
How are you going to make Bath reincarnate? You certainly aren't entirely sure how Gaelle was able to, only that she had possessed a pregnant girl and was knocked up in your dream. But you weren't dreaming now, Bath wasn't possessing anybody, and she wasn't knocked up. And what you remember from your somewhat desperate impregnation of Anny, even though you could surely knock her up it wasn't going to stop her own flames from spreading over her. It MIGHT work, or it might just speed along whatever fate awaits an injured ghost.
But as you look back at Anny's pleading face you can only nod to assure her that you would do something. Her lips purse in an uncertain hope before she looks back down at Bath. The serene look in Bath's eyes is quite far away from the intense emotions her sisters had. It was like she simply didn't care. No fear of burning, no sadness for her desperate sister, just a void of feeling as if she were an hollow doll. As if she was already burned up a long time ago.
But why waste time and let her burn up more? It was a long shot, but so was seemingly everything you did. The first step would be to have a mother for Bath to reincarnate into, an already pregnant woman who she could grew inside of. And thankfully, you seemed to always have one on hand these days. You turn back to your pack mates and towards your alpha lady. She had been dutifully standing back and waiting for her moment, as well as seemingly being an proper influence on your two new male followers. You waved her over and she quickly skipped forward, still on guard in case more dangers lurked about. The others hung back, looking up at the ceiling that had thankfully stayed put since the battle had ended.
One of the three factors down. Now if you could have Bath possess her… You motioned to Bath and told her she could enter this girl's body to keep herself sustained. For the first time since the fight ended her eyes slowly swiveled over towards the woman who would be her new mother… Before the blue lights blinked and stared back up at the ceiling. It seemed that she either didn't want to be reincarnated or simply didn't care enough to try to even take control of the wolfos.
"Come on Bath, please… Don't leave me. Don't leave me knowing that I did this to you." Anny pleaded with her sister, but nothing seemed to get through to her. You didn't have much time left as you watched the flames lick at what was left of her.
Fine then. If she wasn't going to do it, you would cram her in there yourself.
The absurdity of your intentions weren't lost on you, but you had to do something. With one hand you reached out and took a hold of Bath's arm, and with the other reached up towards the wolfos. But as you did so you felt something strange well up inside of you. A warm feeling of power that you had felt when you leaped into battle to protect Anny. Following your constantly wayward instincts you placed your hand upon the wolfos's belly.
A hazy wave washed out from you as the room around you lost focus. The world seemed to ripple around you like the surface of a pond, visible but not really there. To your one side your hand pressed against the flat, toned stomach, the feeling of the girl's flesh and muscles barely felt against your palm. As you pulled your hand away you saw a small ball of light, several other motes circling and dancing within. A warm mix of emotions washed over you, almost overwhelming as you watched them.
You turn to face the sudden voice to see a girl laying in the spot where the ghost had lay. A dull, careless gaze of blue looked back at you framed by a gentle face and stark blue locks of hair. She closed her eyes and breathed deep, filling her lungs with long missed air even though there was nothing really there to fill. There was not a trace of darkness left on her.
"It's been so long since I've felt… Anything. I suppose I should thank you for that." She sat up, crossing her legs as she sat and looked up at you. Her belly, a bare hint of softness, peeked out from the large tear in her robes. "Hmmm… I can't say I would have chosen this fate, but beggars can't be choosers. It's impossible to stop now anyways." She said, looking over at the ball of light near your hand.
"But do you actually have any idea what you're doing? You look like a lost puppy, and yet here you are trying to bone your way through every problem like a big dog. This is why I never wasted any time on men." She huffed and crossed her arms with a small pout. "But, well, you won. I suppose I should thank you for saving my sister's souls. And mine too, though I don't remember asking you too…" She huffed again, seemingly annoyed.
"Ah, sorry about that. Still… Apathetic. But I do really appreciate it. Before I go do you mind if we… Talked?" She said, looking a bit flustered now. "I just haven't been able to think straight in so long, and soon I'm kinda not gonna be able to use much brain power for a while. And I just wanted to flex my thoughts a little while I still can."
With another deep breath she stumbled to her feet and stretched, giving you a clear view of just how shapely she was. While you were able to tell she had large hips, you could tell now just how wide they were now that she had some imitation of flesh. You could tell she was older than Anny, but seemingly not by much. She did not seem to be the type to work out like her sisters, as evidenced by the small muffin top edging ever so slightly through the tear in her robes. But what you really couldn't take your eyes off of were the birthing hips that looked prepared to repopulate a small town.
"Hey, eyes up here 'Dad'. Ew, that felt kinda gross saying…" She said, biting her lip and blushing slightly. "Really though, reincarnation? There are so many other ways you could have handled this if you knew how to properly use magic!" She chastised. "Though I guess I can't expect every horny guy who gets lost in a forest to be a magician. Oh, but sorry about trying to kill you. I forgot to say that. And Anny…" She grimaced now as she looked at Anny next to you, the most expression she had shown since speaking. She seemed to be frozen in time like the rest of the room. "I don't blame her for this. Tell her I said that, would you? I wish I could tell her myself. I wish I could do a lot of things. Ah, but there's so little time and so much going on in my head now that I care about things again!" She frowned, her emotions seemingly starting to come back to her more and more.
"You see, as part of the curse each of us was struck with an emotion to guide our vengeance once we had lost our will to the darkness. Anny's joy in life lead to her finding joy in the destruction and suffering of others. You know, all that crazy laughing? Would have driven me crazy if I cared. Gaelle's warrior fueled rage just filled her with hate and anger. Magaret… Wait, did Anny already tell you all this? Ugh, am I wasting what little time I have left exposition dumping things you already know?" She let out a long whine.
"Ugh, these emotions are really getting to me. I haven't felt… Anything at all, no emotions since I became a poe. I was pretty stoic in life, so I lost the ability to feel in death and now I'm just sorta getting overwhelmed with thoughts and feelings and it's very frustrating!" She whined louder, growing a bit frantic as she tried to maintain her composure. "Ugh, I could be teaching you important things about magic, or about the lost history of our country, or, or, did you know Anny had a crush on the General even though the he was in love with the Queen? Wait, why am I talking about pointless gossip like some loose lipped maiden? I didn't die a virgin, spending my whole life studying magic just to devolve into a prattling wench while the man who's going to become her father lusts after her hips that never got put to good use other than sitting her fat ass down to read books that didn't get her anywhere but cursed for decades or centuries or what have you and I just can't stop talking and putting my foot in my mouth but your ears are so cute and your so hot and I shouldn't be thinking things like this cause your just a ruthless pervert who knocks up every girl he sees like the virile stud you are and YOU'LL LEARN NEW MAGIC IF WE FUCK!"
You're left somewhat stunned as you look at Bath, her deep red face a bright contrast from her blue robes as she covers her mouth with both hands. Her eyes are as wide as saucer plates as she stands shock still in embarrassment.
"Thank the goddesses I'm already dead or I would fling myself from the castle walls in embarrassment right now. But do you know how hard it is being sexually frustrated for an eternity? It's very very hard. Do you know that since I didn't feel emotions I actually pretty clear minded at times? Sometimes I thought about what I would say to the person who broke the curse. I rehearsed in my head, I was calm and composed. I was going to be elegant! And now here I am wanting to get bred into the ground by a man I don't even know and I shouldn't have said that and now I'm rambling again and and an-"
You quiet her as you pull her into a kiss. She stares wide eyed for a moment, still and tense are your lips press against hers. And then finally her eyes close, her lips let out a moan, and her body practically melts against yours as she leans into you. That was one way to calm her down, though you don't think calm was the right way to put it as your lips locked and you began to dance your tongue along hers. Your arms embraced her before your hands reached down to sink into the mounds of her hips. She practically let out a squeal into your mouth as your claws dug into her cheeks so deep that you felt like you could almost lose them. If her booty wasn't so soft and doughy you might have believed that each one could have hidden a child away inside.
Well, there was going to be a child in her one way or another.
Only a moment later her robes had been discarded and her thighs were wrapped around your hips, and your arms were holding tightly onto her seat as they lifted and dropped her onto your shaft. Her false body didn't mimic the weight of a full grown woman, but it did mimic the pressure of those doughy thighs as they squeezed around you with every thrust of your hips. She leaned away from you, her arms clutching your shoulders tightly to brace herself. Her breasts were barely large enough to jiggle, the bouncing flesh matched by the slightest bit of chub around her waist. But you were solely focused on her eyes as she stared back at you. Her mouth hung open as she panted heavily, each thrust eliciting a whimpering moan. Her azure hair bounced about, unrestrained from the confines of her robe as her deep blue eyes stared wide back into yours. Her eyes fought hard to stay wide despite the heavy pull of her pleasure weighing down on them. She couldn't pull her eyes away from you as a life time of regret and tension was pumped out of her. This was no bout of sweet love making, but primal desire. A lust. A NEED. This was breeding.
You suddenly took a firm hold of her ass and leaned back, flipping her forward with a quivering cry of surprise. She landed against you as you felt your balls begin tense and tighten in preparation to loose their load. You thrust deep into her as her arms hugged tightly around you and she buried her face in your shoulders, hot breath gliding over both of your sweat soaked bodies. Your grips on each other tightened as pleasure wracked both of you. Hot seed spilled up into her, not a drop spilling as it flooded her womb and planted itself in her. Her body shook from the warm sensation of being filled and she let out one last wavering cry of "Daddy~!" as orgasm robbed her of the last of her senses.
Soon you both pant in each other's embrace as you feel your fluids mix and begin to drip between your legs. A silence begins to settle as the both of you come down from your respective highs, still cradling Bath in your arms as she takes one last deep breath.
"This is probably the worst thing I have ever done."
Bullseye: Knocked up Bath Poe. 5 P
Reward: Learn a spell that creates arrows of blue fire.
Before you could reply you suddenly felt her pushed back away from your close embrace by a sudden surge. You wobbled slightly, still holding her hips around her waist and her ass in your hands. Bath meanwhile was staring at the object that had come between you. Her belly.
Unlike her sisters, who each seemed as if they were carrying an entire generation, Bath's belly was rather small. Well, small in that it wasn't monstrously gigantic. Not small compared to any other standard though. A firm dome of a natural pregnancy pressed into your own middle, nestled firmly in the cradle of her wide hips. She still didn't seem to weigh much more, but the taut skin was pulled into a tight enough ball that it was a fair guess to assume she could have multiples.
"Oh… I did not expect that to happen so… Fast." She said with an awkward giggle. "It seems that ghosts don't have the natural limit to pregnancy that a regular body normally does. I actually used a bit of magic while you were distracted to try and keep this… Low." She said, taking a hand from your shoulder and placed it on her belly. "Honestly, I had tried to keep it to just one but I don't think I succeeded. I mean, I don't have the muscles or the energy of my sisters to be hauling a boulder around with my wherever I go. Buuuuut… As far as my one and only impulsive action ever goes, this isn't too bad." She says with a satisfied sigh. "I really needed to get laid."
((Sensitive Material between the +++))
As she said that, you noticed that she really did seem to have benefited from your unexpected romp. She seemed less tense, more relaxed, even more youthful. She seemed almost as if she was the same age as Anny now. In fact, it seemed like she was shrinking.
It was at that moment that you realized she had already started to regress in age, still hanging off your dick with her belly pressing into you. The seemingly late teen adult spirit quickly noticed as well and flushed. "Oh dear, that's going faster than I expected too!" She said a little frantically. With a sudden lift of motion she twirled out of your hold and landed atop of her robe. With a swish of motion she was suddenly fully covered again, her impossible to hide belly now stretching out the large tear in her robes as if to accentuate it.
"What? I'm a witch and a ghost. I may be heavily pregnant, but I can move with flair just like any good witch." She said with a smug smile in reply to your astonished look. She continued to shrink, though she was having a much easier time of it compared to Gaelle in no small part to her much smaller belly. Still, her gut was not shrinking and she was. Her hips were losing width by the moment, and she was starting to pant despite maintaining her composure.
"Oh, and one last thing. "Soon puberty had entirely left her and she the chubby child that stood in Bath's place flopped back and landed on her butt, legs spread around her still third trimester litter. She crossed her arms atop her gut for as long as she could, starting to become more belly than girl. Finally her bump gave in and began to shrink as well, leaving a very young girl to pout up at you.
"If you ever tell anybody about that daddy thing, I'll set your dick on fire. I'll just know."
Anny stood where she had been standing not a second before, having watched you touch her sister before the shade had vanished before her eyes. Nothing remained of her but the torn blue robes spread across the ground. She looked towards you in shock, before her eyes settled on a small blue flame hanging off the wolfos's belly button.
The wolfos, for her part, was staying rather calm for being partially on fire. The blue flame clung to her flat tummy for a moment before extinguishing into a thin wisp of smoke. She pouted and looked at you with a begrudging acceptance for the weirdness she was constantly faced with.
"So… Bath is gone now too then. And in a different girl, too. So we won't even be sisters…" Anny said with a solemn tone. She sat there for a moment, tears drying on her face as the fact sunk into her. You gave her a moment as you attempted to think of something to say before she stood up.
"No, since you knocked both wolfos up we'd still be sisters." She said with a renewed determination as she began to steel herself to continue. "I-I mean, they will be sisters. And there's no point in crying anymore. We died a long time ago, I can finish grieving once the job is done." She said as she slapped her hands firmly against the sides of her giant ghostly gut in determination.
"I still haven't forgiven you for doing this to me, but now I know that I don't have any other choice than to trust you to handle this. Let's go." She says as she begins to float towards the door you had walked through. You take one last look down at the empty blue robes on the floor, and realize the picture on the ground has repaired. Now it's simply a picture of a flat stomach with a blue flame sitting in the belly button like a candle holder. And right bellow it is an ornamental blue bow. You grab the robes and the bow, and the rest of you follow after Anny.
Come Back to Me: Caused an unassisted reincarnation. 5 P
Reward: Learned a spell to force a defeated spirit to reincarnate in a nearby pregnant woman.
(Revive Retry: Magic)
Just as you enter the foyer you find Anny has come to a stop. A sobbing sound has filled the room. As you come up beside Anny you see that a ghost is kneeling in the middle of the four torches, three now lit with green red and blue flames. The final purple flame sits in a large lantern next to the purple robed ghost. Magaret, Anny's final sister.
The sobbing abruptly stops as Magaret hears her name and whips her head around to stare at you both. The vibrant purple flames that make up her eyes stare wide at her sister. And then her sorrow filled sobs are replaced with a gentle laughter, which quickly grows into a delighted if somewhat manic cackle. Somehow she seems relieved to see Anny.
You, however, are a different matter.
Her eyes narrow as she sees the person who had defeated her sisters and had done who knows what with them. He brace yourself for whatever attack she may throw at you as she begins to stand and float up into the air proper. Her robes began to tighten around her form as she took a more full shape. The eldest sister, as evidenced by her mature body. A far cry from the youth of Anny, Magaret was the shape of a full hourglass. Full breasts that rose and fell with her faux breathing and full hips that hung beneath her like a still pendulum. She raised the lantern up in front of her, and reached her other hand into it to pull the flame out and hold it. You braced for whatever attack she would unleash.
Unfortunately, none ever came for you. With a swift motion she flung the purple flame towards the final torch. It caught against it hard, causing embers to glance off of it as the last torch was lit. A rumbling began to fill the room and you steadied yourself as the ground shook. And then the floor began to fall away in the center of the room beneath her, block by block falling down to reveal a hidden stairway.
Your attention was drawn back to Anny as she suddenly began to glow. You saw her turn back to you with a look of panic as she reached for her sword and reached towards you with it before letting it clatter to the ground. And then like a shooting star she shot towards her sister, towards the lantern, and into it like a flickering light. Inside you could see the tiny and heavily rounded girl held in place as if by invisible chains, her prison swaying back and forth in her sister's grasp.
You quickly rushed for her sword and brought it up to face Magaret, but she simply scoffed. Then purple flames began to surround her, growing brighter and larger until they broke away from her and circled around you and your pack mates. The four of you came backs together as the fires began to take shape, and soon you faced four Magarets. Four purple robed phantoms, and four tiny Anny's dangling from their grips.
But they didn't attack. Instead, the one in front of you gave one final laugh before spinning and fading out of sight. The other three began to back away, and you could only watch as each one vanished through a door like the four sisters had done when you first entered. Now the torches were lit and you could head towards what you could only assume to be where the young forest girl had been taken when you first arrived. But where had Anny been taken? Obviously only one of those ghosts could be the real one. But what was the bigger priority? Saving Anny, or saving that girl from whatever fate might befall her?
1> Follow the ghost that had headed towards the garden.
2> Follow the ghost that had headed towards a higher part of the castle.
3> Follow the ghost that had headed towards the back of the castle.
4> Head down the secret stairs.
5> Leave the castle and regroup.
-Tail Weak Point
-Alpha Wolfos Girl
-Short Wolfos Girl (Resting)
-Tall Wolfos Girl (Red Robed) (Injured) (Heavily Pregnant) (Resting)
-Skinny Wolfos Boy
-Nervous Wolfos Boy
-Anny Poe (Light Robed) (Ghost) (Heavily Pregnant) (Poe Sword) (Kidnapped)
-Animal Attunement: Able to befriend animals easily. (From Knocking up Mammaron)
-Arousal Aura: Able to tell when somebody is sexually open when horny enough. (From Goal: Sex 10)
-Ability Appraisal: Able to know what talents a person knows when adventurous enough. (From Goal: Adventure 10)
-Luminescent Light: Always able to light up the darkness. Magic (From Knocking up Aura)
-Treasure Tracker: Instinctively know when treasure is nearby when adventurous enough. (From Goal: Adventure 20)
-Better Bruiser: Guaranteed win for a single fight with enough adrenaline. (From Goal: Adventure 30)
-Relaxing Rest: Able to secure a safe location to rest when in dangerous territory. (From Goal: Comfort 10)
-Submissive Surrender: Able to safely submit to a lusting opponent. (From Goal: Sex 20)
-Evasive Escape: Able to escape a hostile situation. (From Goal: Comfort 20)
-Absolute Allure: Able to seduce anything. (From Goal: Sex 30)
-Wolfos Womp: Improved sneak attacks. (From Knocking up a Wolfos)
-Alpha Wolfos: Increased Wolfos reputation. (From defeated Alpha Wolfos)
-Double Down: A single orgasm will not tire you out. (From Knocking up Two Women At Once)
-Restful Return: May safely travel to a loved one’s side. (From Goal: Comfort 30)
-Trusting Trap: Others are likely to follow or approach you. (From Knocking up a Deku Baba)
-Flaming Flourish: Can perform a weightless green flame spin attack. Magic. (From Knocking up Anny Poe)
-Magic Moths: Can summon moths that burst into flames. Magic. (From Knocking up Gaelle Poe)
-Insemination Inception: Can cause recursive pregnancies. Magic. (From causing a Recursive Pregnancy)
-Berserk Brawl: Go into a berserk rage. (From Goal: Adventure 40)
-Flung Fire: Can create flaming arrows. Magic. (From Knocking up Bath Poe)
-Revive Retry: Can force a ghost to reincarnate in a pregnant woman. (From causing a Reincarnation)
-Milk Rod: A magic rod that causes lactation. Magic.
-Royal Crest: A bronze emblem with three circles.
-Bottle: Empty bottle. Can be filled with anything. (EMPTY)
-Skull Mask: Mask of an ancient warrior. Worth at least 2 funds.
-Knight Shield: Classic Vyrulian Knight’s shield.
-Poe Bow: Decorative bow belonging to Bath Poe.
-Blue Robe: Torn blue robe of Bath Poe.
-Poe Sword: A worn sword belonging to Anny Poe.