There was a long wait; the line snaked inside the shack. People exited the back way, mostly obscured from the prying eyes of those about to enter. Nora moved the curtain and passed beyond the doorway. It smelled acrid and musty in the candle-lit room. A naked, buxom woman sat behind the table in the back of the room. This was the first time the mistress had visited their town. Nora had heard stories of how she would manipulate your wishes, but occasionally she would give someone a true blessing, she hoped she would be one.
Two more people were in front of Nora, waiting to ask for their boons. The woman in the front of the line stood within a circle painted in the center of the room. She bowed her head and spoke softly. “Blessed one, I wish to receive a child in my womb.”
The woman with deep black hair smiled and raised her hand. “It is done; though, I fear the child shall not survive the birth. Next.”
The girl wept quietly as the guard led her away. He brought the next person, a man, into the circle. “Here sits Kinok’s vassal. What is your request?”
The man smiled smugly, unfastening his loin cloth. He was rather small, Nora thought.
“I wish for my member to become the same size as this carrot.” He put emphasis on certain terms, he must have heard of how Kinok can twist your words and make wishes work against you. He held up the vegetable that was large, but not too cumbersome. The mistress snapped a finger and the man watched as his organ grew to the same length as the carrot, yet he was still limp. The implication struck him: he would be enormous when he was aroused. The mistress waved him away and he scampered off, the dangling meat smacking against his thighs.
Next came a small, petite woman. She listened to the introduction and nodded her head. “I wish to have a living child in my womb and to have the child grow quickly and be healthy when it is born. I want to survive the birth and I want him to love me and be healthy for many years.”
The woman behind the table smiled and motioned to her. Her belly grew as she stood there. “You will have a beautiful baby foal!” There was confusion on the woman’s face. The mistress spoke in a condescending tone. “It’s a baby horse.” She smirked as she watched the woman’s stomach suddenly bulge. “Next.”
“No, why can’t you just give us the wishes we ask for?!” The swollen woman screamed.
“I do. You should be more careful what you wish for! If you were careful then you wouldn’t have an animal in your womb now, would you?” The curvaceous woman grinned slyly.
Nora came forward as they led the previous woman away; she was prepared to use what she had just witnessed to make this wish work. She bowed, listening to the introduction. “I wish to have a healthy human child in my womb that grows and is born after a week. I wish to survive the birth and for both of us to love one another and to live for many years after.
The naked woman snapped and Nora felt her insides twist. Her belly ballooned outward. It sagged to her knees, snapping her clothing ties, nearly throwing her off balance. Her pelts now hung loosely over her new protuberance. She leaned forward and stumbled to the guard, who helped her stand. She removed her tattered garb, knowing it was unnecessary in its current state.
“You have a wonderful young man growing inside of you. He’ll be 25 years grown when he comes out.”
Nora felt a chill run down her spine. “But, I’m only 15! He’ll be older than I am. I said I wanted a child!”
The mistress nodded. “He is your child and he will certainly act like a child. Next!”
Nora walked carefully, using the wall for support. Her heavy belly sagged, swaying from side to side if she moved too quickly. She carefully waddled outside and walked a short distance before she could go no more. She sat naked, against a wall beside one of the village shops.
A few minutes later she saw another woman who had her desires turned against her. She held her unnaturally large and exposed breasts as she walked. She stopped by Nora. “What did she do to you, poor soul?”
“I was given a fully grown man in my belly that shall not come to into this world for a week’s time.”
The overly buxom woman pursed her lips, “horrible. I have fully developed children in my breasts with no way for them to come into the world.” She hesitated, “I feel them moving and I know,” she sniffled, “that I will never be able to see them.”
“Why must Kinok damn us so?”
“He finds pleasure in our suffering. I only wonder why no other god stops his foul tricks. I am Krina.”
“I am Nora. I ask, Krina, might you help me for the coming week. I don’t feel I will be able to stand until he comes forth. Could you please comfort me during this time?”
The woman forced a smile. “Of course I shall.”
The days passed slowly with Krina bringing food and water for the stationary girl. They watched the tormented souls exiting the hut. One woman was carried out in her mate’s arms; Kinok had given her a child and shrank her to similar size with the babe still inside. Another woman had been told she was carrying decaplets – 10 children in her womb. She doubted she would survive the birth, but she was hopeful that at least a few children would.
On the third day her mate found her. She had been moving only a short distance with the help of her voluptuous friend. Krina had been keeping her clean and in a stable mind. Nora was pleased to see her virile mate approach. She blanched as she saw the revulsion in his eyes. “What has the mistress done to you?”
“She twisted my wish for our child! I will be carrying this burden for four more days.” They discussed what to do and she introduced her mate to her new-found friend. He seemed to accept the situation after some time.
Suddenly his words turned malicious. “I visited the mistress as well and no foul magics have beset me!”
“They shall – Kinok is cruel. What did you request?”
“I merely asked to spend the rest of my life with you, entwined in sweet embrace.” He smiled weakly.
Tears welled in Nora’s eyes. “You are so sweet to me. Come, let us join together.” He was hesitant, but she insisted. “Please, our embrace shall distract us from my predicament.”
Nora watched her mate remove his loin-cloth and kneel. He eased her onto her back, using his fur as a pillow. He fumbled to enter her, but once he found entrance she moaned intensely. She pulled him closer, holding him against her pregnant belly. He thrust only a few times before he began coughing and sputtering. Then, he collapsed upon her distended belly, lifeless. Nora was confused and then horrified. She wailed as she realized he was now dead. She bawled, hugging his limp body.
“He spent the rest of his life in your embrace.” Krina whispered. “Kinok is cruel.” She bowed her head as her immobile friend cried, entangled with her lifeless mate.
Nora was visibly distraught for days after they had taken her mate’s body away. She became detached. She didn’t speak as Krina attempted to comfort her. The seventh day came. They knew the time was approaching, yet it still came as a shock when Nora screamed and sent water flowing upon the stone alleyway.
The ordeal appeared to be extremely painful to her friend, but Krina handled it quite well. She comforted Nora and adjusted the fully-developed person as he exited his mother’s loins. Somehow her lower lips were able to open enough to allow the man into the world. It required a great deal of effort to twist and contort the boy, allowing him to escape the too-small breach. There were many spectators watching from a distance. It took a great while, but Nora and her son survived – both fell asleep as Nora cleaned them. The watchers moved on.
The next morning they awoke and made their way out of town. Nora was elated as she was finally able to walk again; she led her son and her friend to a nearby stream to bathe. Her son walked but did not speak. He stood at the edge of the water, uncertain. Nora splashed some water upon him and he jumped back, startled. She did it once more and he smiled. He stepped into the water carefully, moving deeper until it was up to his waist.
Krina watched them sadly as her heavy breasts floated, easing her back pain for the moment. “What is his name?”
Nora paused, “Kell. That name seems to suit him.” She pointed to him, saying his name a few times. He repeated it, pointing to himself. She taught him their names as well.
They splashed around for some time before he started crying loudly. Nora looked terrified for a moment. She moved closer and attempted to comfort him, but couldn’t figure out the problem. The man towered above his mother as they hugged.
Finally, Krina pointed to Nora’s milk-laden breasts. “Maybe he’s hungry.” Nora held one and moved his head lower. He hungrily latched upon her and drank. He knelt in the stream and wrapped his arms around her as he suckled. They spent the day teaching him simple things and simple words before they made their way to Nora’s home in the forest.
They continued teaching him. He tried to drink from Krina’s swollen breasts, but she stopped him. He looked disappointed, but he listened. Once night fell they easily fell asleep, crowded together on the straw bed.
The next day Krina woke to an odd sensation; Kell was attached to her chest, trying to drink from her pregnant breasts. “No, no, you won’t be able to get anything from these.” Kell looked confused as he gazed upon her, as she lay naked with weighted breasts pulling to each side. He stepped back and she could see his erect organ betraying his thoughts.
She searched for Nora, but realized she must have gone to the stream. She smiled as she opened her legs and beckoned him closer. She pointed to his shaft and pointed to her lack of one. He moved closer and touched her expectant lower lips. She twitched and moaned as he parted her. He stood and leaned over her as he prodded, searching for the warm, wet opening. He finally hit the mark and slid in with ease. She squealed with delight and she had to calm him, for he thought he had hurt her.
She reached down and guided his hips back and forth. She knew this was wrong, but she needed a man – It had been so long. She was lost in the rhythm as he began pulsing inside of her. She moaned as she held him in place, both of them achieved orgasm together. He laid upon her for a spell until he turned to see Nora standing in the doorway with a basketful of berries. Her mouth hung open and her eyes were wide.
Kell leapt up and walked to his stunned mother. She stood just below his shoulders. He hunched, holding one of her breasts as he hungrily suckled upon her. She moved, towing him along as she sat the basket upon a table. She moved again, lying upon the bed next to Krina. Kell bent lower, never letting his lips leave her bosom as he rested beside her.
“I’m sorry, he was trying to get milk from me and…” Krina trailed off, unable to finish her apology.
“It doesn’t matter… Oh!” Kell opened her legs, placing one upon Krina. The two women laid there silently as Kell moved upon her, carefully entering her moist lower region. Nora held him close, moaning as he drank from her; moving his hips with purpose. Krina rolled onto her side, allowing her weighted breasts to rest upon the straw bedding between them. She craned her neck and licked Nora’s free nipple.
Kell continued longer than before, as Nora writhed in pleasure. She quickly reached the height of orgasm and it pushed her son over the edge for a second time. He quivered as he continued drinking from her, collapsing upon them. Exhausted and full, he placed his head upon Krina’s squished breasts, drifting to sleep. He easily covered them both.
“He’s a big boy, but at least he’s healthy and… very loving.” Krina smiled to her friend.
“He is so draining, but I am so happy. Maybe he will give us more children.”
“That is a wonderful thought.” Krina spoke wistfully. “Hopefully I can have at least one normal child enter this world.