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To travel across Vaugarde, gathering orbs, defeating Sadnesses, all with the goal of taking down the fear-striking King, it was an ordeal. Anyone could see that, whether imagining the logistics, the anxiety, or just the plain amount of walking. Mirabelle was glad she wasn't doing it alone now, with two powerful allies by her side. Still, nothing was free of issues, and in their case, it was a straggler.
A stranger had helped them out with a tough Sadness, one they might not have defeated without their help. This stranger, while clearly skilled in the use of Craft, lacked physical strength—in fact, they were just a kid. Siffrin, he said his name was. Saying that he couldn't just let people die if he could help, and proving it with a powerful spell. It was clear it took a lot out of him, but the mysterious child was happy to take this role anyways.
Madame Odile had been against them joining at first—heck, everyone kind of was. It didn't feel smart to let a preteen join them in a journey to face off against the King. Even if he clearly knew powerful crafts, they had to abide by honest principles. Siffrin, as stubborn as they'd come to learn he was, did not take it for an answer.
"I wanna come with," they'd said simply. There were no other words, but Mira knew the way he was looking at them, the absolute certainty. Even if they denied him,
So a decision was made. It was better to have Siffrin with them where they could see him and protect him, instead of giving this child the chance to be a 'saviour from the shadows', someone trying very hard to be cool and mysterious despite being a bit bumbling. With this support they'd keep him safe and help him get stronger, too.
As days passed and the second orb was gathered, they'd all gotten accustomed to Siffrin's presence. As strange as they were, the self-proclaimed Traveller was happy to help out wherever, barely slowing their progress at all. Mirabelle was more than happy that she decided to accept their offer, her own worries be damned.
She had plenty of worries, but only some were still prodding at her.
Siffrin could defend themselves from Sadnesses. Could he defend himself from her?
Maybe it was a reaction to having her life saved so grandiosely, to watch someone help with such dedication and eagerness, but it felt like she'd developed some kind of crush on them. No, that wasn't quite right… A crush always sounded so much nicer, nervous and cute and stuff. This was more like a need: looking at Siffrin and feeling her body stir in ways she rarely felt around anyone, if ever. It was easy to guess what the feeling was.
Like any reasonable adult, she rejected those feelings. She still played games with Siffrin, helped them learn small tasks and tricks to improve their craft. The only thing she'd hesitated on was… tent-sharing.
Siffrin had frequent nightmares and similar issues. Usually she or Isabeau would share a tent with them to give them a source of comfort, a safe presence. Odile would pitch in very rarely, having claimed she isn't any good at that. Siffrin, with the candid tone only a child could muster, agreed that she kinda made it worse once—but didn't blame her. Something about 'poppa' having trouble too sometimes, and how Madame didn't like being a poppa anyway. It was a weirdly nuanced point of view for their age.
She was distracting herself now though. Point was, she couldn't really excuse herself out of tent-sharing. Even when these feelings started blooming, feelings she couldn't explain to anyone. Still, she did have self-control, and spent her nights turned away from Siffrin, letting them be the big spoon, or simply touching backs. It wasn't perfect, but it worked!
Until it didn't.
There was this one night, after a particularly tough leg of the journey. An old cathedral where the third orb was hidden, it was… unstable. They'd narrowly managed to get out before they collapsed, clothes torn and bodies aching. Without a second thought, she'd fallen into her tent the moment wounds were healed and food was eaten.
Sleep didn't come easily, though. Siffrin was there with her.
The idea of playing it safe, turning her back, it didn't occur to her. Exhausted and in need of comfort, she wrapped her arms around them. Her sleep clothes were loose, thin, just a shirt she could be bothered to throw on before collapsing, and a pair of panties for decency.
She didn't know how Siffrin was dressed, though she could feel the soft fabric of pajamas. Vague murmurs roused her from a half-slumber, and she looked them in the eyes.
"Mira?" Their soft voice opened up to her. They looked so worried.
"Yes, Siffrin?"
"Are you okay? I've… never seen you so tired before."
"…I'm not, not really," she admitted after a beat. Siffrin wasn't dumb, he knew adults could go through tough things as well. "But I will be. Just need to rest and recover, like anyone else."
They understood, grunting and giving her a tighter hug. One of their legs brushed against her thighs. She wasn't really thinking about it, even if her body was.
"Mira, do you have a weewee too?"
She giggled, just couldn't help it. Kids were so easily distracted.
"Yes, kind of," she confirmed, looking away, "do girls have those where you come from, too?"
A shrug. "Can't remember, don't know…"
"In Vaugarde, lots of people might change what parts they have down there, or how they look," she explained, "but sometimes people are born with unexpected parts. I've got a weewee and a box."
That seemed to confuse Siffrin a bit. They hummed. "How do you have room for both?"
It was a more innocent line of questioning than she feared, at least. She could appreciate it.
"That's a bit more complicated, but when you're growing in mama's belly, the body has all the tools to make a human, and most body parts are different versions of each other. So, both of them are from the same material, and you might end up with a combination."
"Woah… that's interesting."
Up until that point, things seemed to have 'worked'.
"Can I see?"
And then, she had to make the mistake.
"Of course!"
All these factors would stack up one way or another, but Mirabelle hadn't imagined herself pulling down her panties and pulling up her shirt to reveal herself to Siffrin. So close against each other her dick nearly touched their leg if she didn't move back a bit.
Of course, Siffrin only looked at it with curiosity. Her dick, while not especially big or even dick-like, was still stiff and twitchy at this weird, unfitting attention it received. She didn't have any balls to obscure the rest of her goods, the unshaven folds hiding her innermost.
Okay, now she was blushing a little. They were looking so close, and-
"It looks so different from mine."
And, as if to demonstrate, Siffrin pulled down their pants too, revealing a cock of their own. A huge thing, not just in comparison to her. Most adults would gulp at the sight of it, foreskin stretched loosely around a cockhead the size of her fist, topping off a shaft nearly the length of her forearm. While he wasn't fully hard, she hoped it wouldn't get much bigger. For some reason.
"It is pretty different, yes—you have testicles, for example," she gestured down, "can I touch them? I'll explain."
"Test-ick-ols?"
"Your balls, your sack… the thingies hanging under your weewee."
"Ohh, okay. You can touch!"
Even small movements made her arms ache, but not enough to stop her from reaching down and taking his balls in her hands. The plural was necessary, the package barely fit in one hand. Larger than an apple, her fingers easily curled around and massaged his nuts on instinct.
"M-mira, what's that?"
"Just… checking something, Siffrin! Don't worry, it's just… good to keep an eye on."
Her vague allusions aside, she scooted closer to them again, shuddering as her cock pressed against theirs.
"When two weewees are nice and hard like this, it's healthy to play with them a bit. If you promise to keep it secret, I can show you how."
Waiting until an affirmative was simply too long for her, as she took Siffrin's hips and started grinding against them. Her dick might have been dwarfed by theirs, but that didn't stop him from enjoying the heat of her member against their own, obviously so sensitive. For her, it was much the same. Having her dick trapped between her stomach and Siffrin's monster cock made her drool. The taboo of it all hadn't even set in yet, she was simply too busy feeling good.
Yet, when she did think of it, it wasn't with guilt. It was with elation, feeling herself get dwarfed by a child! Feeling their balls rub against her cunt when she slid up and down their shaft, feeling all of their twitchy, veiny dick as it throbbed against her. Not even speaking of all the little noises Siffrin would make at even the slightest of touch, leaving her flooded without much thought left.
"D-do you like it, Siffrin?"
"Hmh…"
Siffrin whimpered, burying their face in her chest. Both of them were grinding eagerly, and she was sure they could hear her rapidly-beating heart. She didn't need to hear theirs: the virile, overwhelming musk coming from their fat cock was all the proof she needed of their lust.
Even muffled by the covers, she swore she could hear their balls churning, pulsing, preparing a load for her. A load from balls as big as his, a cock as fat as that, she could scarcely imagine it. Thank Change it was the middle of the night, or she wouldn't be able to hide any of it. His cock was drooling its thick precum all over her already, her shirt pulled up to let it cling to her skin. It was so strong already, it made her woozy to inhale it so much. It felt like she was drunk, but… better.
She couldn't stop grinding her hips, riding up and down that shaft like it was a lifeline, her expression twisting into something she'd have laughed at otherwise. The scent around her was a cocktail of everything she'd normally recoil at, yet this need for Siffrin changed her.
A part of her mind between lust and rationality awoke now, slowing down a bit.
"Siffrin, why don't you stick your weewee in my box? Then we won't make as much of a mess and it'll feel even better!"
She felt on the verge of cumming, and the absence of that perfect warmth against her tummy felt wrong, but it wasn't for nothing. Siffrin nodded, and Mirabelle took their cock and helped them aim it. With the ease of pure instinct, it was inside her.
"M-miraah-!"
They came moments after putting it inside her, and she followed immediately. That scent that'd left her woozy before left her head spinning now, clinging on to them for dear life as her womb was suddenly filled to the brim with a thick, sludgy liquid stretching at her insides. Moans to her chest were muffled, while a hand in front of her mouth had to do the rest. Tense, loosen, breathe…
Siffrin was breathing heavily. They were caught off-guard, introduced to a feeling they hadn't known before. She lightly patted her back, loosening her grip to make sure they had breathing room.
"Well done, Siffrin, well done… wasn't that fun?"
They smiled, their eyes still squeezed shut. "Hmh hmh, good… so weird…"
"I'll help you get used to it, okay? That way we can do it many more times, just the two of us. Won't that be a fun?"
Siffrin didn't reply. After listening closely, it sounded like they were snoring.
Cute… but she did have to clean this absolute mess as soon as possible. Otherwise, who knows what trouble she'd be in!
Isabeau didn't mind travelling with Siffrin, at least not in concept. Sure, the part where he was joining them to fight the King, that wasn't good at all, but he always felt like he was good with kids! As a Defender, he'd done plenty of work with them because he was so friendly and approachable, even with his size! The perks of being a bit stupid!
And the perk of… Not being entirely stupid, was that he knew how to keep his feelings in control.
It wasn't a big deal, not really, but he knew these things. Pedophilia was a diagnosable condition and something he wanted to 'deal with', even if you couldn't beat the information out of him. Just… there wasn't ever a convenient time for it. That was it, really.
So, now, with Siffrin, he was kind of regretting his procrastination on this! All that time spent Changing, developing an excellent body, but honing this part of his mind hadn't come up? Well, he didn't exactly 'forget' to, he couldn't lie to himself that hard, but he found it disappointing.
Especially as the one that most often shared a tent with him! Odile wasn't that kind of person and Mirabelle wasn't super comfortable, so the task fell to him. And he was pretty proud of himself for being so trusted by a quiet kid like Siffrin. They obviously hadn't lived the easiest life, so to be seen as a safe presence felt flattering! Heck, Siffrin even hugged him once! It smelled a little strange, but he didn't mind that at all.
After many nights of sleeping next to them, it became hard to ignore these thoughts of his. Masturbation didn't help much, especially with his thoughts wandering to such a close-by object of his affections.
'Object' felt so wrong, but… he couldn't call it wrong. It didn't feel like love, or lust as he usually experienced it. So rarely did he really think of the person behind the child he imagined. It was about the cuteness or the clumsiness, or just these fantasies. His imagination used to provide him with faceless kids to get off to, without linking them to memories.
Now it gave him Siffrin.
Siffrin holding their hat in their hands, asking him if they could cuddle. Siffrin hiding under said hat after their first kiss, which Isabeau had to kneel down for. Showing them how to make themself feel good, slowly training them to have sex. Siffrin… teasing him, for being such a dirty pervert, for being ashamed about this.
He didn't like that, to have a real human being in his mind like this. Especially not one he could touch. And, sure, his fantasies weren't exactly realistic, but…
They were sharing the tent again. Close to each other, practically touching, but only when Sif initiated. They were still changing their clothes, so Isabeau politely looked away.
"Ugh… annoying."
Until they grumbled something, and he sneaked a peek at what he'd politely describe as an 'overwhelmingly fat hog'. The musky scent he'd occasionally noticed around them was all the more apparent, rank in the air.
Isabeau wouldn't describe himself as having a fixation on that kind of thing normally. After studying that stuff for so long, it was hard to think of it as anything but 'normal hot', even if he didn't opt to have one himself. For convenience's sake really, otherwise he would've made it the same size as Siffrin's and that didn't seem smart to walk around with.
"Hey, uh… You okay, Sif? That looks heavy."
"Hmh, it'll go away…" they mumbled, looking at their pajama pants, "but I dunno if it'll fit."
Isabeau was wondering the same thing coincidentally, giving him plenty of space to ask.
"W-well, if you want, I can help you make it small again?"
Their glance shifted from that impossibly-sized cock to him, eyes a little bit clouded. There was an unasked question there, which Isabeau replied to by shuffling out of his sleeping bag, then out of his pants.
"C'mere Sif, I'll show you."
As Siffrin did, he'd pull off his underwear too, giving them a look at his pussy. Hairy as hell, light, a mess if he minded that, but he didn't. It worked with his image, his style!
"See, your weewee, it's made to go inside of here! Then, after some playing around, if you feel really good it'll go back to normal. Pretty simple, right?"
It made sense to them, of course. Even more to their dick, which seemed to get even harder in response: their foreskin pulled back a bit every time it twitched, exposing a glimpse of the dark cockhead underneath. Crab, how could the kid still think?
When Siffrin nodded, Isabeau smiled at them.
"Good, just let me get comfortable and you can go ahead, okay?"
He did some shuffling, stacking the two sleeping bags on top of each other for more comfortable bedding, and tossed off his shirt. He was surprised to see Siffrin blushing, if only because he didn't expect Siffrin to fully feel like that yet. His hairy chest, his large muscle gut, the happy trail going down from there, it was all something that attracted him, attracted many, but seeing Sif's dark face, his growing eagerness, that was the most wanted he felt in a hot second.
He opened his arms, and Siffrin didn't need to be told to take the hint this time. Gingerly they climbed onto him, too short to actually reach his arms.
"So I just… stick it in?"
"Yes—you can use your fingers to open it a bit more and get it in easier, it takes some guesswork the first time."
The rest of Siffrin's body was so tiny that the sight of their fat cock laid on his crotch was overwhelming. It reached past his belly button easily, leaving a trail of pre as Sif drew it back, fingers messing with his folds. Pleasant, a ticklish feeling, but not what he was looking for.
"Okay, here goes…"
Siffrin's cockhead pressed against his folds. Their hips shifted back and forth, trying to find an angle that gave way, but the heat alone made Isabeau groan. They were barely visible over his gut, at least until-
"Hngh!"
A sudden shift and a stretch. Siffrin was inside of him. Only a few inches, but enough to surprise him, to make him gasp as the kid clambered on top of him properly. Their head bounced off his stomach, and they looked delirious already.
"G-good job, Sif! Now, just push it in further, oka- whoa!"
No need to finish that sentence. Siffrin's feelings did the work for him as he rolled his hips back and forth, each time using more strength. Stuck between Isabeau's massive thighs, all he could will himself to do was go deeper.
"It's so warm… like summer inside you…"
It was his turn to blush now, unable to look away from that shy kid as they bottomed out inside of him, stretching his cunt so well!
Not entirely, he was pretty sure they'd hit his cervix, but what can you do.
"Just like that, Sif… now move your hips back and forth, okay?"
"Just like…" They paused, then shook their head. Slowly they did as they were told, rearing their hips back and pushing back in from there, feeling Isabeau's warmth hugging them again. They didn't quite go cross-eyed at the feeling, but by the way they were hugging his stomach Isabeau could tell it was a lot.
So count him surprised when Sif picked up the pace. Maybe it was just because it felt so good!
Their little body looked even more adorable as their thrusting sped up, moans going higher than any he'd heard, and from a body clearly not strong enough to keep this up for long. His enthusiasm was more than enough to make Isabeau gasp for breath. Feeling his insides split apart like this wasn't a common thing.
"I-Isa, Isa… it feels so good!" they mumbled, tripping over their words as they just kept hammering at his cervix, their nuts tensing, but not cumming. Was he holding back or something?
The kid's fingers curled, gripping his belly fat as he suddenly slammed his hips into place. Isabeau tensed, feeling his insides give way even deeper than before, flooded by the heat of his member, and another warmth entirely. A thick, needy warmth from a sensitive body, pumping its seed inside of him.
Not quite over the edge himself, Isa started grinding against them more, stirring their huge cock inside of him, feeling the load swirl around. Siffrin seemed to understand, continuing to hump against his friend, pumping more and more. Isabeau's gut grew with the volume of it, but it didn't matter as much as what it felt like to finally, finally complete this wish of his.
It was a little slice of heaven, cumming on a kid's cock. Watching Siffrin's eyes go wide as his cunt squeezed them one more time, tension finally leaving his body as he milked himself and Siffrin dry. Thighs and arms holding them in place, keeping them warm and cosy as his cock softened inside of the defender.
He knew he'd be addicted in no time. Honestly, he couldn't care less.
Not one, but two now. Odile hadn't been happy about Siffrin being here, even if she acknowledged their strength, but Boniface joining in was about her limit. Still, they were older than Siffrin at least, and not as much of a handful. Heck, they could even cook.
Plus, Boniface was just a little too old for her brain to take them the wrong way, unlike Siffrin.
Shameful, to share a tent with someone she was attracted to in such a way. Even if repression had long been a way of life for her and her family, it wasn't exactly healthy. There had to be healthier ways of dealing with this feeling, but instead…
Well, it started soft, of course. Giving them a 'secret Odile hug', a premium thing because she never ever hugged anyone. Siffrin relished them, and she felt comfort in her ability to enjoy a more chaste touch. Even when her thigh brushed against the obvious elephant between their legs, she could cast it out in favour of a general comfort.
Things would escalate. They always would, she knew it from the start. She wasn't exactly methodical about this, there was no plan. One day it was hugging, then it was a good night's kiss. Then it was 'wrestling', pinning them down to prove her old bones still had it. And then…
On the lips, holding it. Feeling Siffrin's gasp and letting her tongue slide in with the air he breathed. Tasting their innocence, breathing it in as she rested on top of them. Only one person on this whole wide world knew this side of her, and it was Siffrin.
If anyone else did, her life would be over. If Siffrin did, they'd join in. A people-pleaser at heart, truly.
As they made out, one graceful and the other clumsy, Odile could feel the kid's cock stirring against her, squashed between two warm bodies. She was tempted to take it slow, but one as inexperienced and sensitive as Siffrin asked for delicate attention, attention she couldn't give them right now. Another kiss on their lips, and she quietly straddled them.
"Siffrin… can you keep quiet for me? Make sure the others don't hear?" She asked softly, pulling down her pants, theirs alongside, and feeling the rabid heat of young vigour smacking against her. She took it in her hands, dragging her fingertips up towards the tip.
"Y-yes, Madame… G-go ahead… are you?"
"I am." She didn't know what he asked, but either way she raised herself up. Once upon a time she had considered herself a size queen, but that didn't prepare her for something like this. One, because she'd gotten over herself by now. Two, because nothing compared to this.
Her brain briefly felt non-existent as Siffrin entered her. Sinking down on his cock like sheathing a sword, feeling it pierce her so deeply. Siffrin's hands were clasped over their mouths, trying to keep it down while letting out muffled squeals like the adorable child they were.
Her stomach visibly bulged as inch after inch vanished within her, an outline of their cock pulling and pushing at her stomach. Laying a hand on it made both of them shiver.
"See that, Siffrin? That's not something a lot of people can do. You might have something special about you."
Their face was bright red, not helped by the way Odile loomed over them with a smirk and a twisted face, so much less composed than usual. She caressed their cheek.
"Now, I'm going to move my hips up and down, ride you like a horse. If it hurts, tell me immediately and I'll stop. If it doesn't, you'll be more than fine."
Had she any room left to think, this would've felt unsafe to her. The chance of her getting pregnant was negligible, but doubtless a cock like this wasn't entirely normal. There could be an std of some kind, but…
Ah, this paragraph is far too long for someone that doesn't care. Before such a thought even occurred to her, she started bouncing herself up and down. Sore old bones felt reinvigorated with a strength seldom used. Each stroke of their meat inside her made her gasp. It felt so vulnerable, and for once she didn't mind.
"M-Madame?" Siffrin eeped out, holding on to her by her thighs, "It feels so good! I… I…"
Their voice was clear as crystal. It took her moments to understand, and to realise she felt the same.
"I love you, Madame Odile!"
But it left her soaked. All the more willing. Noise didn't matter anymore, the smacking of her flat ass against their hips getting louder as she leaned in.
"I love you too, Siffrin. Don't tell anyone."
Words she would have said far from now, had things not turned out like this. Instead, she pressed their lips together one more time, softly whispering for them to unload inside of her.
She leaned back when they did, knowing she couldn't hug them from this angle. Instead, the ecstasy was enough: Pure heat filled her womb, made it swell and stretch until she looked damned-near pregnant, all while giving Siffrin a good look at the way his cum changed her. Her eyes were squeezed shut from the ensuing pleasure, gripping the tarp below them for a semblance of control.
Her legs tensed without thought, so did her arms, her stomach. She felt heavy, but content. It could have been minutes, it could have been an hour, but either way she was too far into a world of bliss to let go of it. She only rolled onto her back to make sure Siffrin didn't get crushed under her stomach, which they seemed fascinated by. Touching it, rubbing it in a relaxing way…
"It's so big… even bigger than when I did this with Isa!"
"He's already quite big, I imagine it's hard to go up from there."
Her response was faster than her thoughts. It only took another second to realise what he'd just said.
"Sorry, you did this with Isabeau before?"
Siffrin's eyes went wide like saucers.
"Stars, that was supposed to be a secret too… like Mira's!"
…they were doing an awful job at keeping secrets.
"Interesting. I'll have to talk with them, but if we're all keeping the same secret… that's quite silly, don't you think?"
"It is!"
Ah, kids and their honesty. She appreciated it. The only person to hide it from now would be Boniface.
Bonnie was pretty happy to not be the youngest person in the group! They felt like the weakest sometimes, cause Frin could do big craft spells and they couldn't, but that wasn't the issue! They were like a little sibling of some kind, cute and annoying and stupid, but nice to be around when the adults were being even stupider.
They didn't know how to be a big sib though. They weren't Nille, they could only be themself! And Siffrin didn't seem to mind, he thought they were pretty cool even. But stuff like sharing a tent with someone that had nightmares all the time, that sucked.
Most of the time that was just on rotation, though. They had nightmares too, putting both of those in the same tent wasn't always smart. So they usually shared once a week, and it was… alright. Frin wasn't annoyingly loud or anything. Just clingy. Bonnie wasn't a crabbing teddy bear!
They let him do that, though. Because they were a good big sibling. Not because they looked cute hugging them close like this. Using them for warmth on cold days, laying his head on their chest and snuggling in. That was totally stupid.
Good for everyone's mood, though. The adults always looked happy after spending a night with Frin.
"Bonbon?"
Neither of them were sleepy today though. Both for the same reason, even if Bonnie didn't know how to deal with someone popping a boner against them.
"Hm? What's it, Frin?" they turned, trying to sound as sleepy as possible.
"Sorry… about the thingie…" they looked away, even when their eyes flicked down. They knew it was awkward, too. Thank Change. "Just… happens when I like someone."
Okay he did not have to say that last part??? Because what???
"Uhm… Don't worry about that, Frin! Bodies are stupid, you know? They never do what we want."
"Hmh… I didn't want to say it yet…"
"Yet?" Bonnie echoed, before doubling right back: "Wait, you like-like me? I-is that what you're saying?"
An emphatic nod was their only response, matched by the darkest of blushes. They hadn't let go, and their junk was still being all boner-y about it.
What the crab? What were they supposed to do about this one? They'd gotten the talk before from Nille, but that was also about 'stranger danger' and being careful around adults, even ones they knew. And here… they kinda were the adult?!
"Sorry, I… I shouldn't have said anything-" Siffrin pulled away from them, quickly, like he feared any kind of response. They'd been quiet for a second now.
"No no no Frin, don't go!" They hush-yelled, grabbing them and pulling them back in. "I just need to think for a sec, like you! I'm new to this!"
"Huh… okay."
They placed their flat palm on their chest and took a deep breath. Their heart didn't quite still, loud within their breast, but it helped them gather up their thought-veggies. Learned it from Frin!
"Do you know why your thingie does that, Frin?"
Another nod. They reached down and rubbed it, face immediately scrunching up. Did no one teach them decency?
"I wanna do it with you, Bonbon." Their words were so direct even Bonnie was surprised by the audacity, even more when he hugged them again and pressed their crotch against theirs. Crab, that was hot.
Their heart was beating way too fast, their mind was trying to think of ways to reject them… but their pussy wasn't doing the same. It made them grit their teeth, trying to think of another way to handle this, but what were they gonna do? Send Frin to jerk off in the woods somewhere? Ask the rest what they're supposed to do with this? No! They were the big sibling, they had to help.
"…okay," they thus said, throwing off their shirt and pants. After some thinking, they got on all fours. Looking Frin in the eyes while doing this felt wrong. This way they didn't have to admit how warm and wet they felt!
"So smooth…"
His breath was hot on their nethers though, and without warning a small little tongue lapped at their slit to make them gasp.
"F-Frin? Where did you learn that?"
"Secret." Their licking continued, up and down, more tasting than pleasuring them, but this was Bonnie's first time too! They steadfastly looked ahead, trying not to make eye contact as Siffrin disrobed too.
"Your pussy… it should fit, but it's tight."
And again, no crabbing warning! Bonnie felt that searing heat against their entrance, and suddenly Frin was inside them. The short kid was standing on their legs to reach their holes, both hands gripping the ass tight as they split their big sibling open.
Bonnie couldn't help but shriek at the sudden sensation. That dick was piercing them like some kinda sword! Had to bite their lip to stop themself making more nose, even though it made Siffrin feel really good with all their throbbing.
"Bonbon… cute, love you," Frin huffed, grinding back and forth, "big sib… I always wanted…"
It was kinda hard to register even a word of it when their pussy was being bashed at like this. His movement was clumsy but eager, their lack of experience compensated for by Bonnie's. Being stretched out like this wasn't possible!
"Tummy stretchies, too… c'mon, feel!"
One of their wrists was grabbed with some very intentional contorting, and guided to their stomach. He was right, it was stretching. Like a giant bulge when their pockets were full of snacks, but instead-
Smack!
Each thrust Siffrin performed made them squeal a bit. They couldn't think like this, let alone balance on one hand! Their elbow gave it up and left them face-first on the bed roll, all the while hearing Siffrin's bouncing against them. Any thought was interrupted by a need for more, one they tried to voice but failed.
Bonnie had orgasmed before, of course. They liked to think they were pretty good with their hand, especially as an 'early bloomer' or whatever it was called. Something like this, they'd never fantasised about before… yet it was more intense than any of those cute fantasies of theirs. School romances and pretty adults, all of them paled to the little kid slamming at their core. Their brain was tossed around as they squirted over Frin's massive balls, hands tugging at anything they could touch while Frin dutifully kept boinking them.
"Haa~aah, Frin! Keep going, please… it's too good!"
A grunt and a huff. They could feel his entire weight on top of them now, legs and arms clenching on like a koala as their rhythm went faster. The smacking of their nuts almost made it hard to hear their moaning, but they weren't lasting much longer. For Bonnie it felt like they were at the top of some kind of huge wave, right before it crashed down.
And it did. Suddenly, they felt heavy. Their second orgasm in a row made their eyes roll back, joined by the way their stomach suddenly weighed them down. Loud, slimy sounds filled their ears as Frin emptied their balls. It was too much to fit! Some of the cum poured out of their pussy and onto the bed roll, all the while stinking up the whole place.
Bonnie didn't care. They felt too good to think, to consider all the 'safe sex' stuff they'd been taught before. Even when they heard the tent opening, followed by someone's teasing giggles, they couldn't help but smile and wiggle their hips. Maybe Frin had a little more to spare…
Being the heroes of Vaugarde was hard work, everyone knew that much. And it had only gotten harder as time passed! They weren't just carrying the weight of the country anymore, but also… something else.
Odile started showing it first. A slight curve in her stomach that looked out of place. She denied what it was immediately, but she wasn't the only one. Mirabelle's belly started growing the same, and while Isabeau's was big enough to keep it hidden, he was quite forthcoming about the truth for a change.
Soon, each of the saviours accompanying Siffrin was lugging around a nice, pregnant belly. A crafted spell had shown as much: Mirabelle and Odile were carrying twins, Isabeau was carrying triplets, and Bonnie was proudly hugging the one child in their belly. Other pregnancy stuff appeared as well of course, their nipples quick to leak on any given day, giving Siffrin plenty to feed on as well. The secret wasn't kept anymore, not when there was too much of Siffrin's dickmeat to go around and enjoy.
"Frin, frin! Can I feed you tonight?"
"Of course, Bonbon! Come here!"
Bonnie grinned proudly, waddling over and sitting down at Siffrin's head, leaning over to let them suckle on their small boobies. They'd gotten swollen and perky already, but they weren't as big as Belle's or Za's yet. But! They were busy!
Za was between Siffrin's legs, loudly slurping and licking his nuts like a dog, while Mirabelle was riding their monster cock with Odile's support. The older woman had to hold her to make sure she didn't hurt herself, but was clearly raring to go too. She'd become a huge fan of doggystyle after seeing Bonnie and Frin do it, and it was much easier on her body.
Of course, as they walked by, Bonnie got on their tippy-toes and gave Dile a loud kiss. She chuckled, winking at them and promising to help them out once they were done. They'd gotten a great daily schedule down after all! Once Siffrin filled Mira's tummy again, Dile and Bonnie would suck his dick clean together, and Za would slurp his butt instead! Usually one of them would be the day's fuckbuddy, but when they realised how desperate everyone was, they couldn't do anything but share.
Plus, Bonnie got pampered too! They got to lie on an inn bed surrounded by all their friends and get kissed everywhere, drink their milk while Frin gently pumped their cummies inside of them. They both wanted to try anal too, but the adults said Bonnie's butt wasn't big enough for that yet.
Now they had to win, or Frin couldn't boink their butt! And, and, after they had their babies, Frin could help them make new ones! Walking around with this big belly made them feel so horny and gooey inside, it was hard not to touch themself all the time! Other adults looked at them like something bad happened to them, but they didn't get it! This was awesome! Isa and Dile would massage their belly and it made them soooo sensitive they'd cum from anything!
This amount of sex didn't even slow them down. It seemed to have made them stronger, even. Siffrin's Crafts became more powerful, Odile's range of skill expanded, Mira's healing was near-miraculous, and Isabeau empowered them beyond any limit! And Bonnie… well, they were learning! They've been practising powerful Rock spells and imbuing their food with it! That way they had snacks that would strengthen them all day. They needed that for a healthy baby.
Bonnie smiled at them all, moaning a little when Frin nibbled on their nipple. This was as perfect as it could be. When they were done, he had to bring Frin to Nille, too! Then they could form some kind of ultra-super-duper family!