Tier 3+ Bonus Stories 📜 3 Preg Story Commissions

μαλάκας
Commissioned by anonymous

Contents: Kassandra (Assassins Creed Odyssee), w/w, pregnancy (fpreg)

Story written by RoseVirage

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When Kassandra tried to close the clasps on her armor plate, she had to ascertain that they wouldn’t close anymore. How was that even possible? She had dented the metal so much already just days before, and was wearing it just the evening before.

“μαλάκας … you’re getting… too big,” she grunted, while still trying to close the metal shell around her; To no avail.

“We ate quite a lot yesterday,” a voice purred from the direction of the bed.

The woman she had picked up yesterday, of course; still naked, lolling on the bed, only covered by a thin sheet of fabric. What was her name again? Despina? Despoina?

“Maybe it’s a sign you should come back to bed. Let me caress that cute belly of yours. And if you’re still hungry, you can also eat me out, how about that? Or I just make us some breakfast?”

Granted, that was kind of charming. And she did taste good. But Kassandra was annoyed and angry, she needed time alone.

So she took the plates off again and threw them at the end of the bed.

“I’m going out. Take care of these,” she said, sparing with words, and left, before she’d vent her spleen on that poor girl.

She didn’t even know where to go. She was just angry. At herself for having been so reckless, at her body for betraying her, at her goddamn heart for being so fickle lately. She was constrained in every possible way, and that ill-fitting plate was the last straw that had held her mind in place. It was all crushing down now.

A strong shift within her body forced her to halt. The intensity forced a moan out of her, while she held onto her swollen abdomen with both hands.

Her child was stretching to its full length, reminding her in a somewhat painful way of its existence.

Kassandra leaned her back on the stone handrail of the bridge she had mindlessly stomped on, gently stroking her belly, trying her best to calm the inhabitant down.

“Sh … it’s okay … it’s okay. I’m sorry. It’s not your fault, μικρούλα.. I know…,” she mumbled, feeling the motions not only on her inside, but also in her hands now. It was, admittedly, a very intense feeling. Nice, even.

Slowly, the movements calmed down, switching over to an ever-so-slight shake every few heartbeats.

It took a while for Kassandra to understand; The baby was obviously having hiccups.

She couldn’t help but smile. Despite everything … This was quite alright. She would get through it, and she knew that she wouldn’t regret it.

With this strength in her heart she went to buy some fresh fuits. She owed someone a breakfast, after all.

The First Kick
Commissioned by Tyrzu1

Contents: OCs, w/w (?), pregnancy (fpreg)

Story written by RoseVirage

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C’ran was glad that her best friend Aileana agreed to help her on her shopping spree. Everything was so new and a little unsettling, so she appreciated the company and emotional support.

Due to its increasing infertility and thus decreasing population Limsa Lominsa has imposed the “Vylbrand Surrogacy Act”, which rewarded surrogates handsomely. Though C’ran hasn’t agreed because of the rewards, but because of the childless parents. Coming from a race that was struggling with a similar problem, she felt for them and wanted to help as much as possible.

But it was weird, having another whole person growing inside you. Even weirder if you, personally, didn’t feel ready for children yet. She had suffered from morning sickness and fatigue for the first three months, too, which didn’t make things better. But thankfully, she was finally feeling herself again. Just her clothes didn’t, which was the precise reason she had to go shopping.

“I don’t know what your issue is, C’ran, I thought everything looked good on you,” her little Miqo'te friend said while happily slurping on her milk flavored ice cream. Which, technically, was normal ice cream, supposedly.

“I… I don’t know, everything just looks kind of strange,” C’ran answered.

“Nothing looks strange on you, you idiot. You’re the prettiest person I know. You’d even look gorgeous in a potato sack.”

“You really think so?” C’ran asked, surprised.

Aileana got flustered. “W-well, I mean… I think you’re…”

“AI!” C’ran interrupted her and came to a sudden halt, looking stunned.

“What?”

Instead of answering, C’ran pulled up her shirt, took her friend's hand and put it gently on her little protruding curve, making the Miqo’te blush.

“I… I think I just felt the baby for the first time,” she said, and couldn’t help but to smile uncontrollably.

And in this moment she knew that she was going to be okay, and that this wouldn’t be the last surrogacy.

Cookies, Tea & Bellies
Commissioned by Roji

Contents:  OCs, w/w, pregnancy (fpreg), secret kink

Story written by RoseVirage

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“Would you like another cookie, my dear? You seem a little tense,” Rosemarie asked gently, opening the little ornamented biscuit tin, revealing the wonderful aroma of freshly baked goods.

Her little namesake guest, Rosemary, didn’t reply at all; Instead she continued staring shyly at Rosemarie’s belly, swollen with child, and proceeded to sip on her by now most likely very empty cup.

It was rather cute, to be frank. Mary, as she called herself, was very pregnant herself - yet she currently seemed blissfully unaware about that fact, completely focused on Rosemarie with blushing cheeks and shy eyes, as if she had never seen something like this before.

“I recommend trying the safran cookies, if you haven’t already.”

This finally helped Mary to snap back into reality.

“What…? Oh … yes, of course. Thank you very much.”

She grabbed one, nervously.

What a polite, curious little doll she was. Rosemarie enjoyed her company, even though they barely talked. She hadn’t thought about it before, but it was a nice feeling knowing that her mere appearance was such a fascinating delight to others. Or maybe just specifically little Mary here.

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If you're interested in a story commission yourself, you can always order them during our livestreams! More info about pricing here. I usually write them as an add on to Schpog's pictures, but I can also write them own it's own or as add on to somebody's else pictures.

Hope you enjoyed it!

🌹Rose (Glasmond)

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