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Nearly two years after their meeting, Suzaku was unable to stop thinking about the Warrior of Light.
Where once only her love of Tenzen dwelled, she found her heart harbored another as well— a feat she thought impossible. When her dreams of Tenzen turned cruel, as they so often did, she found him, offering a guiding hand from the nightmare. And, as time went on, she dreamt of that warrior in Tenzen's clothes, protecting her from the evils that beset them on all sides.
Then came the dreams where he wasn't wearing Tenzen's clothes.
Suzaku thought herself well past the dreams of Tenzen taking her to his bed and making love to her— it'd been at least a decade or three since the last one. When this one came, however, things were clearly different; instead of Tenzen, it was the warrior, shyly removing his robes under her watchful gaze.
In her dreams with Tenzen, she was never the one leading the charge; her love had been the one to undress her, to kiss her lips with the utmost of care, taking his time to unravel her. With the warrior, however, she could barely hold herself back from tearing off his clothes and ravaging him in any way she wished— and, sometimes, her dream self couldn't, instead forcing him down and riding him until she woke with a sticky heat between her thighs and his name on her lips.
Meteor.
She'd been sleeping in her human form for several weeks now, chasing the high of her dreams, so it came to her as no surprise to her that she would feel the heat of arousal in her loins, but, today, something felt… different. The arousal that usually faded with her awakening remained and seemed to burn hotter than ever before. And… Why did her undergarments feel so tight?
Untangling herself from the faded and scorched silks that made up the floor of her nest, Suzaku wiped the sleep from her eyes and stretched her arms upward, delaying the inevitable embarrassment she would need to clean up soon. Despite her procrastination, however, that strange feeling in her loins did not fade as she chased away the last of sleep— in fact, the more she tried to ignore it, the more intense it seemed to get.
Finally, the auspice let her eyes wander downward—
And a horrified scream erupted from her lips.
"Senri!" Suzaku wailed, not bothering with manners as she burst into the cat's chambers, embers trailing from her wings. "Senri, I need your help!"
The fat old calico grumbled and opened one eyelid to glare at the peacock. "Last I checked, one made themselves known first before barging in uninvited and making demands."
Of course, her words fell on deaf ears. Suzaku flapped her wings wildly, hopping in place. "Senri, please! I need your wisdom! There's something terribly wrong with me!"
Senri opened both eyes and glared at her a moment longer before the other's crying wore her down her patience enough to force her to relent, at least for the sake of her head. "Well, spit it out! I haven't all day."
Suzaku stopped her flapping and hopping in exchange for awkward shuffling. "Just… Promise you won't tell the others?"
"Do you think so little of me, girl?" Senri spat.
"Right, right. Okay, I can do this," Suzaku murmured to herself, closing her eyes before transforming before Senri.
She wasn't sure if cats could raise their brows, but Senri certainly seemed to be. "Ah. I see the problem."
Suzaku struggled not to cover her crotch with her hands, where a large bulge strained at the fabric— definitely bigger and heavier than it had been when she'd woken up earlier. She squirmed in the ensuing silence that yawned between them, trying not to focus on the fire that was continuing to burn in her core. "W-well? Do you know what's happening to me?"
Senri hummed and closed her eyes. "It's an affliction I have seen before, yes, but only once," she began. "An auspice no longer with us fell for a human, and his form changed in a strange way. I know not the details of how it happened, but I do know he was… tormented by lust, to a degree that nearly drove him insane."
Suzaku paled. "Wh… What happened to him?" she asked, unsure if she wanted the answer to that question.
Senri shrugged. "He sought out the one he loved, and we never heard from him again."
Suzaku let out an indignant squawk. "That's it?! How does that help me in the slightest?!"
The old cat growled back at her. "I have told you all I know, girl. Either you can spend your days complaining, or you can do what he did and seek someone to take your lust out on. Now leave! I need my beauty rest."
Reluctant as she was to leave without answers, Suzaku returned to her animal form and left Senri's chambers. It seemed she would have to take care of things herself.
As it turned out, taking care of things herself was far more difficult than she'd expected.
When she'd returned to her nest, Suzaku steeled her nerves and forced herself to remove her top to inspect the damage. Her breasts, small as they were, felt heavy in her hands, the barest touch of fabric causing her nipples to stand at attention. She didn't linger overlong on them, much as she wished to just play with the peaks until she couldn't think, forcing her trembling hands downwards to grope the bulge that pulsed between her legs.
Suzaku squawked at the levinbolt that pulsed through her body when she touched the bulge, feeling it grow under her fingers. Still, she forced herself to persist, trying not to let pleasure win out over curiosity. Her fingers gripped the bulge through her trousers, testing its heft for a moment before it became too much bear.
Despite how much she wished she could wake from this nightmare, Suzaku took a deep breath, squeezed her eyes shut, and shoved down her trousers.
The relief was immediate. Her underwear attempted to cling to her slick cunt before giving way, the bulge flopped out into the fresh air, unable to stand tall under its growing weight. Suzaku whimpered and continued her exploration of her body, both hands coming to hold the two orbs beneath the bulge. The things were heavy, heavier than she'd expected them to be, but almost squishy. She gave one of them an experimental squeeze and cried out when the sensation caused liquid to leak from the bulge and her cunt.
Suzaku had to face the truth: she had a new set of genitals. A penis and two balls, to be exact.
She was no stranger to the anatomy of other sexes; though her heart belonged to Tenzen, she'd been courted by others before. Hells, she'd even stolen glances at Tenzen when he'd bathed in rivers, under the pretense of protecting him from such prying eyes. But why was her body changing in such a way to match? Had the same thing happened to the other auspice Senri mentioned? What would Meteor think if he saw her now?
Meteor.
Suzaku's left hand tightened around her balls and her right hand snaked around her shaft, letting out an excited gasp as her eyes fluttered back into her head. Would he be excited to know the very thought of him drove her this wild? Would he give her that gorgeous, cocky smirk he so often gave when asked to face danger? What would those lips look like wrapped around the tip of her new appendage, eyes locking with hers the entire time?
Another bolt pulsed through Suzaku's body as her hands stroked and massaged in unequal, awkward measure. Gritting her teeth, she forced her eyes downward to see what she was forced to work with.
Oh, kami help her, she was huge! Her left hand overflowed with flesh as she gave it another, even tighter squeeze, and her right struggled to hold up her cock, the tip listing downwards when not held. She was a monster.
And she loved it.
Suzaku forced her left hand to leave her balls to join its sister in stroking her cock, panting for breath as orgasm loomed ever closer. Though her eyes fixated on her crotch, her mind could only see Meteor, trying desperately to stroke what he couldn't get in his mouth. Tears spilled over his cheeks, quickly evaporating as the air around them turned ever hotter. And yet, he didn't relent in his ministrations— and she had to reward him for such good behavior… No, not just that, Suzaku needed to fill him so deeply she'd be the only thing he could think of for the rest of his days— to mark him as her mate.
Suzaku couldn't stop the scream that escaped her throat as she brought herself to orgasm, head thrown backwards. She fell to her knees, unable to keep standing as both cock and cunt released onto the floor. The flood from her cock seemed endless in the moments she came, staining her bed, but that was a problem for future Suzaku.
She had to find Meteor, and she had to find him now.
"I'll ask you one last time," Genbu said through Soroban's mouth, "are you sure you wish to take this task upon yourself? I'm certain we could find a cure for Suzaku's affliction ourselves given time, although—"
"That would require sealing her away, possibly for centuries," Meteor finished with a frown, eyes never leaving the starry onyx potion he held in both hands, given to him by the alchemists of the Great Work. "I can't, in good conscience, allow her to suffer, Genbu, especially when the solution might be so simple as… this." He gestured to the bottle for effect.
Genbu sighed and shook his head. "Then I will not stop you, though you cannot stop me from praying for your health and safety. She was hanging on by a thread, last we saw her, barely able to muster up the strength to offer one of her feathers for your potion."
Meteor swallowed hard, anxiety churning his stomach. He never balked from an impossible fight, but from what Soroban's letter had said, this might be even more than what he could handle. But Suzaku had begged for his assistance, apparently, and the strange potion devised by letters exchanged between the auspices and Hannish alchemists could help him survive the ordeal intact. They hoped.
Before he could psyche himself out further, Meteor uncorked the potion and forced the ichorous substance down, nearly gagging on the hot yet unidentifiable taste. A heat quickly filled his body and settled in his stomach, which immediately rumbled its displeasure.
"Oh sweet hells," he groaned, dropping the empty bottle and leaning backwards. "Please let this be worth taking that abominable elixir, because I don't think I could handle anymore of it." He pressed a fist to his lips, attempting to suppress a hiccup and failing.
Something was really, really wrong with Meteor's stomach.
After allowing the experimental potion to settle in his stomach, Genbu and Soroban were forced to deny him the further luxury of sitting down to instead bring him to where Suzaku resided, offering him their shoulder to lean on. Meteor clutched his roiling stomach as they continued down the winding corridors of the temple, unable to stop himself from groaning in pain with every hiccup that left him.
As they approached the area Suzaku made her nest, the air grew ever hotter, though Meteor didn't notice the sweltering heat until Soroban stopped and helped him lean against the wall, though even that was second to the complaints of his stomach. "This is as far as I can take you, my friend," he panted. "I'm liable to boil alive in my shell should I go any further. It's up to you now."
Meteor waited until the echo of Soroban's footsteps faded away to continue forward, arm propped against the wall. The door to her quarters seemed to stretch on forever, each agonizing step getting him nowhere near until, after closing his eyes and tipping forward, he found himself pressed against the heated stone entrance.
There were sounds of… someone inside, sounding to be in great distress. Meteor tried to call out, but all that left his throat was a ragged moan of pain. That, however, seemed to be enough; whomever was inside stopped crying out, instead waiting for more noise.
"H-help," he whined, pressing his cheek against the door as though he could open it that way. "Muh… my stomach… It hurts…"
There was the pounding of feet just before the door swung open wide, sending Meteor tumbling to the ground. Before he could even think of attempting to stand, he found himself grabbed by the waist by a large hand and pressed against a large, sweaty breast.
Well. It seemed he'd found Suzaku.
The tide boiling in his stomach quieted as Suzaku slammed the door shut, allowing him a moment's respite from the pain that threatened to destroy him from the inside. Meteor nuzzled against Suzaku's chest, content to simply fall asleep then and there.
"You came. I honestly thought you wouldn't."
The hand that held him tightened and Meteor's eyes fluttered open. "Couldn't… Leave you… Suffering…" he mumbled into her skin, trying to look up at her through the haze that clouded his mind.
Two fiery golden eyes stared back down at him, pupils blown wide. "I could hurt you," she whispered, stroking a finger along his head. "I can't control my form anymore. You're like a little doll to me."
"I don't mind," came his slurred reply. He wasn't sure what was making him feel like this, but something about their skin making contact was like a panacea to all his worries. "I drank the potion."
"You're so reckless," she chided, though any venom that may have been behind it was lost as she moved her hand away and whimpered, stroking something between her legs, as far as he could tell. "Are you in the habit of drinking strange things so often?"
"It hurt," Meteor admitted, turning his head to press his cheek against her chest. "Felt like I was boiling from the inside. I felt…"
"Empty?" Suzaku asked with a gasp, the stroking motion increasing in velocity.
That's right. He hadn't been in pain because of the potion, he'd been in pain because he'd felt a horrible, aching emptiness in his stomach that had threatened to eat him from the inside out if he didn't fill it.
Though no words were said, Suzaku understood him completely. "Don't worry, Meteor—" the sound of his name on her lips made his entire body shiver, "— your mate will take care of you. You'll never feel empty again."
It took a moment for Meteor to process what she'd said exactly. "Wait… I thought you… and Tenzen…"
"Oh kami," she whined, leaning forward and squeezing him ever so gently in her hand. "You're just like him, and so much more. The kami granted me a second chance when they brought you to me, and I- I don't— plan on… wasting it, fuck!"
Suzaku suddenly cried out and seized, her arm stilling as the sound of liquid splashing filled the chamber. Though Meteor couldn't maneuver his head to see what happened, the unmistakable smell of sex breached his nose, overwhelming Suzaku's natural scent.
Everything clicked in Meteor's lagging brain, the haze suddenly clearing and his cock making itself stubbornly known in his sweat drenched trousers.
Suzaku, for her part, seemed a little more aware for the most part. She finally pulled Meteor away from her chest and in front of her face, her other hand coming back up to support his legs. Her eyes traced every inch of his body hungrily and, for a moment, Meteor feared he may be swallowed whole.
"You look different," she stated simply.
Meteor couldn't help but chuckle. "Time does that to people, in case you weren't aware."
She blinked owlishly before cracking a gentle smile, her thumb petting his cheek. "I'm aware. You look good."
The two of them remained like for a moment, content to simply be. Meteor was the first to break the silence. "I was told something was happening to you that only I could solve, but I wasn't given the details."
Suzaku froze, cheeks flushing. "R- right. I, well, um, you see—" she sighed, shaking her head. "Promise me you won't freak out if I show you?"
"I'm sure I've seen worse in Garlemald, trust me," he assured her with a smile.
Though she seemed unconvinced, she gently lowered him to the floor, where—
"Seven hells!" Meteor gasped, unable to stop himself.
Before him was the largest cock he'd seen in his entire life, easily dwarfing him with its size. Even with Suzaku's new imposing stature, it seemed too big for its owner's body, consistently leaking precum onto the cum stained floor. Behind it sat two massive testicles, moving slightly as she rubbed herself against the floor.
"It began a fortnight ago," she began to babble, desperate to fill the silence. "I started sleeping more in my human form and having dreams about Tenzen that then turned into dreams about you, and that's when I woke up with this— this thing!"
Her rubbing began to speed up as the explanation continued. "I tried asking Senri about it, but she didn't know anything except that someone else had this problem too. I- I tried to just, you know, touch myself and get on with my day, and that kinda worked at first, but I couldn't stop thinking about you, about keeping you so big and full with cute little children forever, oh kami, and I just kept growing!
"At first it was just this thing, but then I couldn't transform and I kept getting larger and larger! I can barely control my flames, and the room is a mess, and when I heard your voice I thought I was hallucinating when I heard your voice, but here you are, and your smell, you smell like me— like us! I couldn't control myself!"
Her voice was a wail now, her words tinged with hysteria. Her loose grip on Meteor tightened and he could see the massive cock come closer to him."S- Suzaku?" Meteor tried to call out, unable to tear his eyes away from the looming cock head. "Suzaku, it's okay—"
"Oh kami, don't say my name, Meteor!" she whined, throwing her head back and closing her eyes. "You're so small, I just want to keep you in my arms forever and never let you be empty again!"
"Suzaku!" cried just as she shoved him face first against her cock, a glob of precum cutting off any words he might say next. As he spluttered against the spicy heat that filled his mouth, thankful the kojin's blessing helped him even here, he tried to wriggle out of her grasp, even if it meant falling into the rivers of cum around them.
This proved to be both their undoings, however. Suzaku adjusted her grip so that Meteor was positioned right under her cockhead, face pressed against the slit, and began to rub desperately against him. Meteor couldn't close his mouth in time for the torrent of cum to practically drown him, forcing its way down his spasming throat.
But gods, the taste. It was like nothing he'd been privy to in his life, and what started as an attempt to simply get through the ordeal became a desperate battle to get as much into him his body would allow. She tasted vaguely saltly, like he would expect, but that was overwhelmed by the burning heat and strange spices that reminded him of the potion if it had been mixed with the sweetest wine.
Suzaku squealed and pulled him back to eye level, letting him lay back on her palm while she looked over the damage. Meteor's upper half was drenched in her cum, and the man himself barely aware of his surroundings once more. As she tried to clean him off with her fingers, she found his stomach straining against the seams of his once pure white shirt. "Oh, Meteor, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?!"
Meteor lifted a hand and gave a shaky thumbs up, what was visible of his face a dopey smile.
Suzaku huffed, affection filling her heart in this moment of clarity. She tried her best to wipe him off, adding to the mess on the floor (problem for future Suzaku indeed!), but the last of the cum clung stubbornly to his clothing and hair.
"Oh, this is so awful," she whined, mostly to herself. "You looked so handsome in this outfit, and now look at you! This thing—" she gestured downwards to her cock, "won't stop making problems! I can barely think long enough to eat what the others bring me, to say nothing of when I try to sleep."
"Sounds hard," Meteor croaked, trembling hands pulling at the soaked garments in an attempt to pull them off, though his stomach made it nigh impossible. "Sorry it took me so long to get here."
Suzaku could practically hear her heart break. "Oh, my love, no! It's not your fault!" She attempted to move him carefully to one hand, receiving a pained groan for her efforts. "I could never blame you— you didn't have to come to my aid."
"What can I say? I love a damsel in distress." Meteor grinned up at her, his disheveled appearance no obstacle in making her flush a beautiful red. "My love."
She whined, rubbing her thighs together once more. "D- do not play with a lady's heart, or I'll… I'll…"
"You'll what?" Meteor pressed with a teasing grin, leaning forward as best as he could with the dome of his stomach in the way.
Suzaku huffed, hooking a nail into the collar of his shirt and pulling down, ripping the fabric easily in half. "Well, I'll simply have to play with you instead!"
Meteor groaned as his bloated stomach flopped out into the hot air, bouncing for a moment before settling. "Is that not what's happening already? I feel like naught more than a doll in your hands, and you have certainly handled me like one."
Suzaku's index finger traced the line of his stomach, giving the bottom of it a light flick, though her strength at this size was more than enough to make it jiggle with a vengeance. "Then perhaps I shall simply keep you as my personal toy, then! It would be penance enough for your teasing."
He held his sloshing stomach down until the torrent inside him settled. "Point taken," he wheezed, leaning back and throwing an arm over his eyes. "Help me get the rest of my clothes off— without destroying them this time?"
She nodded and did her best to do as he asked, throwing the fabric away somewhere else to be found later. For a long moment, Suzaku stared down at him, eyes memorizing the scars that littered his every inch. She could feel her sanity slipping away from her, but, just for now, she wanted to make sure she remembered this beautiful moment forever.
Just as Meteor pulled his arm away to ask after her, she leaned forward and licked a long stripe up his body, tongue catching the cum that removing his clothes did not solve. Though she could not say she cared for the taste of herself, it was worth it to feel Meteor squirm under her tongue.
"Ready, my love?" Suzaku whispered, voice husky with lust. "I'm not going to hold back. Last chance to run away."
Meteor's eyes flashed with defiance. "I don't run away from a fight."
Oh, this silly little man.
Suzaku surged forward and pressed her lips against his body— the best kiss she could give him with their current size difference— before her tongue snaked out once more and curled between his thighs, letting him buck against her a few times before she pulled away. Meteor groaned gently, but she shushed him, simply turning him over in her hands.
Her tongue breached between his cheeks without warning, forcing its way into his tight hole with little effort, surprisingly enough. Suzaku hummed happily at how her love cried out and trembled, his cock spraying into her palm. She pushed her way deeper in until she could feel her tongue bulging his already full stomach further into her palm, his hole clenching fruitlessly against the intrusion.
Once she pulled away, kissing his back gently for good measure, Suzaku turned Meteor over once more, chuckling at how boneless her tongue alone had left him. The hyur panted hard, glassy eyes locking with hers.
"Ready for what's next?" she whispered, adjusting her position and hands so she could hold him over the tip of her cock.
Meteor glanced downwards, swallowed hard, and nodded.
Suzaku pressed the head of her cock between his thighs, his cheeks— and, oh, how easily he opened up for her, the head sliding in easily despite his wailing and squirming. She wanted to stop and simply orgasm then and there, but something told her she needed to keep going, to get him to take everything before it was too late.
"S-Suzaku?" Meteor managed to whimper, his hands gripping her thumb around his chest. His stomach was incredibly distended not only from her cock, but her constant stream of precum as well. "I-it's too much, I can't take anymore—"
Suzaku hushed him, pulling her hand away from her cock and wiping the sweat from his brow. "You can take it, my love. I know you can. I'll never leave you empty again, I promise."
Meteor tried to push himself off of her, fear beginning to override the lust as he approached the halfway point, stomach continuing to bulge further and further outward. She was right— he knew he could take all of it, in the back of his mind, but logic dictated it shouldn't be possible, and he feared what may happen if logic prevailed.
Suddenly, Suzaku slammed her hips into him, knocking the breath out of him and putting a stop to his attempts to escape. Gone was the gentleness from before, and in its place a desperation Meteor had only ever seen in beasts trying to escape their death. Meteor, stunned for the moment, realized something was changing about her.
And growing in him.
He was incredibly close to the base of her cock, just an ilm or so off, when she stopped moving, her grip tight around his body as she tried to wrestle with her composure, eyes squeezed shut. It felt like his body was getting tighter around the base of her cock, trapping them together— just the thought made him feel lightheaded.
"Not again…" Suzaku sobbed, tears pricking at the edges of her eyes. "Why do I keep changing…?"
"Suzaku, what's happening?" Meteor managed to wheeze, his hand trembling as he rubbed the back of hers.
"I don't know!" she wailed, emphasizing with a thrust of her hips, punching the breath out of Meteor again. Involuntarily, he felt himself orgasm, the majority of his cum landing on his lower stomach and thighs, though he was so overwhelmed it barely registered to him. "Weird things keep happening to me— first I grow this… this dick, then I start getting horny beyond reason, then I grow so large I can't leave my chambers, and now—now I have a… a knot! Like I'm some kind of dog! I'm turning into a sex-crazed beast! A monster! "
Suzaku opened her eyes and stared down at him, tears rolling down her cheeks. "And… And you look so beautiful like this, my love…" she admitted after a moment, two fingers stroking the ever-growing dome of his stomach. "You must think me disgusting."
Meteor's breath came in wheezes. "I- I don't… think that… I like you… the way you… are…"
"Even after I've done this to you?" she asked, hope and uncertainty underlining her words.
"You promised… to never… leave me empty… again… right?" he answered with what he hoped was a charming smile.
That seemed to be the final straw for Suzaku's composure. Her eyes widened and she opened her mouth to make words, but could only let out a broken whimper. She leaned over him, pulling her close to her body, and began bouncing him up and down on her knot, as she called it, though he was unable to move on it very much. That seemed to be enough stimulation for her, however, as Meteor felt her cock twitch its only warning before beginning to fill his swollen stomach to the brim with her cum.
He wasn't sure how it was possible, nor did he really care at this point, but his stomach continued expanding outward and forward, sloshing and groaning audibly with every breath he took. Somehow, he felt no pain beyond the tightness of his stomach, like he'd had a little too much to eat. It sagged under its own weight, lifted only by the girth of Suzaku's cock, to the point that Meteor could feel it reach his ankles.
After what seemed like a lifetime, the torrent ceased. Meteor vaguely realized he'd cum twice in the time it took her to cum inside of him, though that was the least of his concerns. Above him, he could hear and feel Suzaku panting for breath, knot slowly deflating.
"I think… I think it's over," she said after a moment. "Whatever this… whatever was happening to me. I think I can go back to normal now."
A part of Meteor almost felt a little sad at the idea of not having more time with the giant woman, but as long as she was happy, so was he. He felt her slowly pulling him off her cock, struggling to pull him off her knot at first in a way that made his poor cock spring halfway back to life, before adjusting him to lay back on her palm. He gratefully took the chance to rest, spreading his legs to accommodate his newly enlarged stomach.
"Oh you poor thing!" Suzaku gasped at the sight of him. "Here, let me just—"
Meteor shouted as her finger pushed down on his blimp of a stomach, orgasming once more despite his surprise. Suzaku yelped and pulled away, attempting to soothe him by rubbing his belly with her thumb.
"Oh, I'm so sorry! I thought I could, I dunno, drain you, but nothing came out! Are you alright?"
"J-just dandy…" he wheezed, giving her a shaky thumbs up. She was right— it felt like his body was stubbornly clinging to every drop, though he wasn't certain why.
Suzaku nodded, looking around the room for a clean spot to lay him down on. He groaned when she gently deposited him on a pile of discarded blankets that were mostly unsoiled by their surroundings, holding onto his stomach and closing his eyes.
"You wait here," Suzaku murmured, brushing his hair from his face. "I'll clean up and let the others know I'm alright."
With no energy left to give a witty response, Meteor grumbled his acknowledgement and swiftly passed out.
Meteor awoke to the feeling of being placed gently into steaming warm water, followed by a body laying atop his still swollen, but slightly smaller, stomach.
"Good morning, my love," Suzaku said, rubbing soap into a washcloth before pressing it into his stomach.
"You… You changed," Meteor stated dumbly, staring at her face. "Back to normal, I mean."
Suzaku flushed red and smiled demurely. "Not entirely. I still have that, ah, extra package," she explained, rubbing her hips into his belly. She was only half hard, it seemed, though even that surprised Meteor with how long she'd been aroused for.
A comfortable silence yawned between them as Suzaku turned her attention to his stomach, humming softly under her breath as she wiped away any trace of sweat, saliva, and cum still on him.
"So," Meteor started, clearing his throat. "This means you're… cured?"
Suzaku stiffened. "You could… put it that way, I suppose."
The silence that followed was incredibly uncomfortable.
"Did I go too far?" she asked.
At the exact same time, Meteor asked, "Did you really mean what you said before?"
The two of the flushed red and stammered over their words, trying to convince the other to speak before both fell silent. Meteor spoke up first. "I… This… this was incredibly unusual, but… I don't think any less of you for it. I really enjoyed it."
Suzaku's face turned a brighter red and the water heated up slightly. "That's good… What… What did I say that you needed me to clarify?"
"That you… wanted to keep me in your arms forever. Seemed like a love confession to me, at the time."
"Kami take me, I did say that, huh?" she sighed, laying her cheek against his stomach. "Well, yes, I do mean it like that, if we're being honest with each other. I've had feelings for you since we met."
"Oh."
Suzaku looked up at him, her stomach beginning to twist into knots. "Do you… not feel the same?"
"No! I mean, yes! I mean—" He slapped a hand to his face. "I mean… I do like you. I thought it just a passing fancy at first, but I've thought about you a lot these past few years."
"Oh."
Suzaku returned to cleaning him off quietly, a smile on her lips. They remained silent for the rest of the bath, enjoying each other's company and touch. Meteor's stomach was deflating quick enough to be noticeable, though not enough to allow him to stand on his own two feet quite yet.
"Would you like me to get the others to help carry you to my nest? It's clean now, though it may still smell a little strong."
"Oh gods, the others saw me like this?" Meteor groaned, face in his hands and sinking into the cooling water.
Suzaku chuckled and reached between his legs to unplug the drain. "It's fine— they're just happy you and I made it through this ordeal alive."
"... Fine. I'm not keen on sitting here any longer anyways— I'm starting to prune."
After that initial night, Meteor had only planned to stay a few more days, to give his stomach time to recover. When the swelling did not lessen any more than it had the first night a week out, however, both Meteor and Suzaku became worried enough to let the scions know what had befallen him, with the sordid details left out.
Y'shtola and Krile met the two at the inn in Hingashi, both Suzaku and Meteor wearing hoods to cover their features, while Meteor wore a loose yukata to hold his massive stomach. In the week he'd been gone, his size had not decreased any less than to hang over his thighs, and he struggled to walk under his own weight without a cane and Suzaku at his side.
The two women listened to Suzaku explain his symptoms carefully while Meteor attempted to hold down his rising bile, before Krile cleared her throat. "I will admit, this is incredibly unusual, even for our friend here. But, from what you're describing, it sounds like…"
"Meteor is most likely pregnant," Y'shtola finished calmly, sipping her tea.
The couple stared at her agape and Krile cleared her throat. "Yes, that. We perused the forbidden section of the Noumenon to discover more, and it seems that something of this sort has happened between an auspice and their human lover in the past. The pregnancy was carried by a hyuran man, as well, and, according to the records, he survived the ordeal."
Suzaku let out a sigh of relief, feeling Meteor entwine his hand with hers and give it a squeeze. "That's… that's comforting to hear, to say the least. Any clue how long the pregnancy will take?"
"The records did not make note of it," Y'shtola answered, setting down her cup. "Though, by using my abilities, I could possibly give you an estimate of how many children you may have."
"I'd prefer not to know," Meteor spoke up, voice shaking. Suzaku turned to see his face pale as a ghost.
Y'shtola shrugged and nodded. "That is alright, but I will insist that it'd be in your best interest to come to Sharlayan for examination— we are the best equipped for something so unusual, and the knowledge may help future lovers such as yourselves."
Now it was Suzaku's turn to turn pale. She'd never left the Far East in all her life, and Sharlayan was incredibly far— no, if it was for Meteor's health, and their children's, she'd go anywhere. "I'm fine with it, so long as Meteor is as well," she said, puffing out her chest proudly.
"I am," Meteor stated, free hand holding his stomach. "Just try not to get seasick."
The month passed quietly. Suzaku and Meteor found themselves nestled in a comfortable home on the island, courtesy of the Leveilleurs and the Forum, where Meteor would be poked, prodded, and measured by curious archons throughout the day. Though his stomach did not expand outward, it continued to grow heavier and heavier, until Meteor was practically bedridden under his own weight.
Suzaku loved to lay across his massive stomach and warm him to the perfect temperature, helping him rest when the children inside him started to shift. It was thanks to that habit that, a month into his pregnancy, she realized something was extremely wrong.
"Suzaku…" Meteor croaked as her eyes shot open. "I think… my water just broke…"
His stomach was shifting and quivering as Suzaku scrambled off him, panic rising. It was too soon, right? Weren't hyuran pregnancies supposed to take much longer than this? Well, it wasn't really a normal hyuran pregnancy, if she thought about it.
Meteor whimpered as she coaxed him onto his side, needing her help to do even that under his own weight. His cock was rock hard, she discovered, and it took all her willpower not to touch him. Instead, she used her new linkpearl to call for help and rubbed the side of Meteor's belly, gently hushing the noises he made.
"Something's coming out!" he suddenly wailed, looking over his shoulder with fear. "S-Suzaku—!"
"I-I'm here, my love," Suzaku said, trying to keep her voice level. "Help is coming, just hold on."
Whatever he meant to say next was cut off by a moan, eyes rolling back and mouth dropping open. Suzaku squawked, trying to figure out what was causing him to react in such a way, when her eyes landed on an object stretching his hole wide.
An egg, she realized giddily, her head spinning. He was laying an egg.
Ignoring the hardness between her legs, Suzaku spread his cheeks and touched the egg, receiving a whimper from Meteor in response. The egg had a hard shell, like she expected, and was exiting him with alarming speed, already two thirds of the way out of him. Suzaku swallowed hard and, careful not to jostle her lover too much, wrapped her fingers around the circumference of the egg. Before Meteor could ask what she was planning on doing, Suzaku pulled.
The effect was immediate. Meteor screamed and orgasmed, his entire body seizing, as the egg suddenly popped out of him and in her arms. It was hot to the touch and heavy, she found, but that did not stop her from cradling it close.
"It's an egg," she whispered to Meteor, so excited she thought she might faint. "We have a child."
Meteor groaned, trying to look over his shoulder at her, before he wailed and clutched his still trembling stomach. "There's more," he gasped out, eyes wide. "Oh gods, there's more!"
Suzaku laid the egg in a nearby chair just as the door burst open, revealing Krile and the researchers who'd been caring for him behind her. They gasped and gawked at the sight for a moment, but jumped into action when Meteor groaned again, allowing Suzaku to go to Meteor's side and hold his sweaty hand.
"The baby," he panted, squeezing her hand. "I don't hear it."
Suzaku smiled gently at his worry, brushing the hair from his face. "Is fine. It's an egg; I'm sure it'll hatch soon."
Meteor smiled back at her before he was taken over by another full body tremor, Krile ordering him to push from behind. Suzaku leaned forward and pressed her forehead to his, humming softly to help calm him as best she could.
By the time the sun rose, Meteor had laid six eggs, each of them cleaned of bodily fluids and wrapped in individual blankets, then taken to the living room to be examined while Suzaku cleaned her exhausted lover with a towel.
Meteor struggled to stay awake, watching her every movement with half lidded eyes. Suzaku smiled when she caught his eye and said, "You did wonderfully, my love. Krile said all the eggs are in perfect shape so far; all that's left is to wait for them to hatch."
He nodded before closing his eyes and dropping his head back on the pillows behind him. "N- next time, you're having them."
Suzaku's heart fluttered and her eyes widened. "N-next time? You want more?"
Meteor smiled up at the ceiling. "Of course. I always wanted a big family— that is, if you want one too."
She couldn't help the smile that bloomed on her face. "Oh Meteor… nothing would make me happier…!"
"Glad we're on the same page. Now, come here— I'm exhausted, and the others will let us know as soon as the eggs hatch."
Suzaku crawled into Meteor's arms, a bright grin on her face and love pounding in heart.