The Forgotten Gender: Ch.5: Testing Out The Divining Rod.

It took half an hour before the carriage arrived at their estate. Isadora's stomach was growling the whole way, and she felt the urge to eat a lot of food.

'Ugh... This is horrible. My stomach is rumbling, and the carriage ride was torturous. It was bouncing around and shaking. I couldn't calm my stomach down and it's only making me hungrier. I need food now!'

Isadora opened the door and exited the carriage in a hurry leaving her mother and Sister Qiona behind.

"I guess her cravings are starting," Elizabeth remarked.

"Yes, Lady Estragon. Her womb needs energy and she's going to have to eat a lot more from now on."

"Indeed," Elizabeth said, exiting the carriage, followed by Sister Qiona.

Isadora entered her house and was greeted by the Senior Lady's maid, Miss Anna.

"Hello, Lady Isadora. How was the Temple?"

"Ugh... It went as expected. I'm starving," Isadora said, rubbing her stomach.

"Ah, your body is hungry. Well, the cook has prepared a lot of food and you'll have plenty to eat."

"Good!" Isadora said while hurrying to the dining room.

'Hmm? I can smell the food from here... Mmm... The food smells really good,' Isadora thought as her saliva started to drip out of her mouth.

Isadora entered the dining room and her nose was assaulted by the wonderful aroma of delicious food. Her stomach was growling even louder and her mouth was drooling.

'Wow. It looks like a buffet,' Isadora thought as she sat down.

A servant placed a napkin on her lap, and another one handed her a glass of water.

"Milady, would you like some wine?" the servant asked.

Isadora grimaced and shook her head.

"No, thank you. I don't want any wine. Just give me some tea," Isadora said, rubbing her stomach.

'Ugh... Wine seems so gross right now. What the hell is wrong with me?'

The servants nodded and poured the tea.

"We'll serve the food now, Lady Isadora," the servant said.

"Thanks," Isadora said while sipping her tea.

Elizabeth and Sister Qiona came in and sat down across from her.

"So, my dear. How do you feel?"

"Like I need to eat. Now," Isadora said.

"I understand, dear. When you're done eating, we'll have a talk about your future. Okay," Elizabeth said.

"Sure," Isadora muttered.

The servants placed all the dishes in the center of the table and Isadora was amazed at how much there was.

'It's a lot of food... I can't eat all this! Can I?'

"Please, enjoy the food, milady," the servants said.

"Thanks. You can leave," Isadora said.

The servants left, and Isadora's eyes were glued to the feast before her. There was a big slab of roast pork, a large turkey, a dozen chicken legs, a big bowl of salad, two bowls of mashed potatoes, and a dozen side dishes.

Isadora was overwhelmed, and she didn't know where to start.

"I'll let you eat first, dear. Your body needs the energy."

Isadora's stomach growled and she knew it was true. She took the fork and stabbed a piece of the roast pork and took a bite. She moaned loudly as she chewed and enjoyed the savory taste.

'Oh Gods! Pork never tasted this good before!'

Isadora quickly swallowed and stuffed her face full of the delicious food. She grabbed the mashed potatoes and mixed it with the meat. She shoved the mix in her mouth and her moans got louder.

'Mmmmmm!'

She chewed the food and swallowed it. She then reached for the salad and mixed it in the potatoes. She couldn't control herself and normally Elizabeth would have chastised her. But she just sat back and let her daughter devour the food.

'I wonder if this is what I looked like during my blessing... I should ask mother if I looked just as ridiculous as Isadora. It is hilarious, though. My daughter is acting like a starving animal. Hahahaha!'

"Umm... Milady... Do you have room for a cup of tea?" the servant asked.

Isadora stopped eating and glared at the servant.

"Are you stupid!? Of course, I can! Now, hurry and make the damn tea! And a slice of apple pie!" Isadora's instincts were taking over, and her hormones were making her act differently.

'What am I saying? Why did I yell at her? Why did I call her stupid?'

The servant just smiled and nodded.

"Of course, Lady Isadora," she said and walked away.

"Huh," Isadora muttered.

Sister Qiona smiled.

"Milady, you aren't the only woman who has gone through this. We all have," Sister Qiona said.

"Yes, and there are some women who take a lot more than others after the Goddess's blessing has taken root and their bodies are still trying to get used to the changes," Elizabeth added.

"I can't stop. The food tastes so good. I'm not sure if it's just the blessing or something else. It feels like I'm enjoying the food on a new level," Isadora said.

Elizabeth and Sister Qiona looked at each other and had a knowing look.

'Her blessing is already affecting her quicker than normal... I hope that is a good sign,' Elizabeth thought.

Isadora continued to eat two hole plates worth of food before finally being full. She slumped back in her chair and her bosoms looked like they were bigger after eating so much.

'That was delicious. I never ate so much before... And I'm so full.'

Isadora rubbed her slightly engorged stomach.

"That was delicious," she said, feeling satisfied.

"Glad to hear, dear," Elizabeth said, drinking her tea. "So, we must get you a new dress for Vayna's baby shower... I want us looking out best in front of the rest of the Court. Duchess Rene and Countess Calypso will be there and hopefully the your blessing will still be there to show off. If not, we'll have to wear something less flashy."

Isadora rolled her eyes and sighed.

'Seriously!? That's all she cares about. Impressing those two stuck-up noblewomen. It's not like I care what they think anyway. But it's not like I have a choice. Mother will get her way no matter what. She'll throw a fit if I say no. Ugh, this sucks. And my chest is killing me... I don't know if I'm cut out to be a noble... At least the food was good.'

"Yeah, whatever, mother," Isadora mumbled.

"Good, I'll schedule a tailor to come by next week to start making your dress. We'll have to see where your body is at by the last week of the month before the tailor will start making the final alterations. Just in case your blessing sticks," Elizabeth said.

"Sure, fine, mother," Isadora said.

"And we'll also have a party once we are certain that the blessing survives and you'll have to show yourself to the people of Galedad and show them that the bloodline is still strong."

"Fine, whatever," Isadora muttered, drinking her tea.

Elizabeth glared at her daughter's lack of excitement.

'Ugh... That girl. She's always been stubborn and never wants to do anything for the nobility. Well, it's up to me to teach her the importance of showing off. Maybe she'll get used to the idea the more the blessing takes hold.'

Isadora just wanted her life back. She didn't really want to have a baby, mostly because she thought it was impossible and she didn't like the idea of being pregnant only for the thing to miscarriage, wasting her time.

'Fuck... This is so annoying. Why do I have to go through this? Augh!? A-And why is my womanhood becoming so tingly? I-I can't think straight... O-Oh, my. W-What's happening? Why am I panting?'

Isadora's body felt weird. She felt hot and sweaty, and her skin was tingling, and her nether regions were becoming hot and wet. She started to breathe harder, and her heart was racing.

"H-Hey... Mom... Can we discuss this later?... I-I think I need some rest."

Elizabeth saw her daughter's condition, and it worried her.

'Hmm? She's randy?... I know that feeling... I better let her go to her room and get some rest. The blessing is taking hold of her faster than expected. Her body will need to be taken care of.'

"S-Sure, dear. If you need anything, just call a maid," Elizabeth said, watching Isadora get up while grabbing her purse from the table and quickly making her way back to her room.

Sister Qiona looked at the young woman leave and a smile appeared on her face.

"The blessing is definitely taking ahold of her and faster than the others. It looks like it's going to be a good harvest on her first try," Sister Qiona said.

"NO! Don't jinx it!" Elizabeth hissed.

"Oh, Lady Estragon. Sorry, I didn't mean anything by it. My apologies," Sister Qiona said.

Elizabeth looked in the direction of her daughter and sighed as she was out of sight. She hoped that these were all good signs, but she remembered one of her friends going through a similar experience as her daughter, but she still miscarried after two weeks.

"Well, we'll just have to wait and see," she said.

Meanwhile, Isadora made it back to her room and she locked the door and leaned against it. Now that her hunger was gone, she felt like her body was going through some weird things. She was breathing heavily,y and her skin was tingling. Her womanhood was soaked, and her bosoms were heavy. She put her hand on her head and felt the heat coming off her forehead.

'W-What the hell is happening to me?... Ugh, and I feel like a mess. Why is my skin tingling?'

The High-quality material of her navy blue dress couldn't hide her new curves. Her hips were wider and her ass looked even bigger. She was getting thicker all around in all the right ways. Her proud C-cup breasts were looking bigger, and her nipples were hardening.

'Hah! Hah! W-Why am I feeling this way?... W-What's wrong with me?'

Her mind was in turmoil, and she felt her body's urges. She needed something, and she wasn't sure what.

'W-Why is my womanhood tingling so much?... I-I need something, b-but what is it?'

Her womanhood was begging for attention, and she had an idea of what it was. She knew what sex was, and she had a few fantasies before about some of the attractive women in the city. But her thoughts went back to the strange fantasy of that woman (who really was a man) that appeared in her dream.

'W-Why am I thinking about that person?... A-And why do I keep having these weird dreams?'

She imagined the cock getting long and hard, which made her pussy twitch. She bit her lip as her hands moved down to her crotch and she started to rub her pussy.

'A-Ah! O-Oh, fuck. That feels really good.'

Her body shivered when her fingers rubbed her sensitive parts through the skirt of her dress.

'A-Ah... Oh, yes.'

Isadora continued to play with her pussy and she had a weird fantasy. She imagined herself being taken by that strange, handsome woman. Her chiseled face and muscular body were unlike any woman's she'd seen. Even the warrior women weren't that buff. And it was turning her on.

'T-This is wrong. But, why does it feel so good?... Mmm.'

Isadora rubbed her clitoris through her clothes, and her breathing was becoming faster.

'Hah! H-How am I able to breathe through my mouth like this?'

Isadora had no clue that her breasts were growing larger as the V-neck part of her dress was getting tighter. The material was being stretched, and her cleavage was being shown off.

'So, close! Come on! Release already!' Isadora chastised herself as her hip swayed side to side while she continued to rub her clitoris.

'Almost there. I can feel it!'

Her mind went back to the dream and how her fantasy woman was fucking her. She imagined her fantasy woman's massive cock plowing her tight cunt and stretching her walls.

'Yes! Yes! Yes! It's coming! Almost there!'

The pleasure was good, but a new problem was arising as an itchy sensation was coming from deep inside her womanhood. She felt like something was missing, and her instincts were screaming at her to fill it.

'W-What is this!? I-I don't know what's happening, but I can't reach it. Augh! My pussy is begging for something. I need something. A-Anything!'

Isadora removed her hand, and she was breathing heavily. Her mind was racing, and her womanhood was begging her for attention. She started to rub her crotch, and her face was beet red.

'I-I don't know how to get relief. My womanhood is crying for attention. If only I had something to put inside of—wait!'

Isadora looked around on the floor and saw her purse. She grabbed it and dumped the contents on the ground. She looked at the items and found the five inch divining rod that Mother Doreth didn't want back.

"Perfect," Isadora whispered, grabbing the Crystal artifact and holding it up.

"It's a little thick, but it should work. It's not as big as Evan's cock, but it should make the itch go away."

Isadora pulled up her skirt and saw the white lace panties with the wet spot from her pussy juices. She grabbed the waistband and pulled it down her thicker hips and thighs. They dropped to the floor and she grabbed the rod and held it to her pussy.

'Hah! Hah! Oh, Gods! What am I doing!? I-I can't believe this! Why is my body reacting like this?'

She didn't know the answer, but she was going to scratch her itch.

'Just fuck it! I don't care anymore! Just fuck me and make the itching stop!'

Isadora closed her eyes and shoved the crystal rod into her womanhood.

'A-AH! F-Fuck!'

She started to pump the rod, and her body shivered, and she moaned louder and louder. She was panting and moaning while her legs were shaking and her body was shivering in ecstasy. She arched her back and her hips swayed left and right while her ass was shaking. Her breasts were growing, and the V-neck part was being stretched. The dress was barely able to contain her breasts, and the top was struggling.

'Yes! Yes! Yes! It's finally starting to feel good!'

She pumped the rod faster, and the pleasure was intensifying. Her womanhood was being filled by the Crystal artifact that had just hit her womb. She didn't think it would be so deep, but her body was loving it.

'It's hitting so deep. So deep!'

The rod was getting wetter and Isadora was close to cumming.

'So, close. Just a little more!'

Isadora was moaning louder and louder while she leaned back against the door with her legs wide open. With each thrust of the rod, her breasts bounced up and down. Her tits were starting to tear apart the dress's neckline.

'Oh, Gods. Yes! YES! I'm cumming!'

Her orgasm finally hit, and she felt the wave of ecstasy wash over her.

"H-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

She pumped the rod faster and moaned loud and long as the blissful sensation took her to heaven. The knot that held the top part of the dress together tore apart, and the dress was ripped. Her massive D-cup breasts popped out, and her orgasm was intensified.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHH!"

Her orgasm was stronger than before and she felt like her pussy was spraying the walls with her juices. Her womanhood was convulsing, and her body was shaking. She dropped the rod and fell to the floor, her legs shaking and her chest rising up and down. Her areola seemed to be bigger, and her nipples were getting longer.

'I-It's... Finally over. W-What the hell was that? I-I've never felt like that before. N-Nothing I've ever done has felt this good. Why am I thinking about that handsome woman? Ugh... I-I need to take a nap.'

Isadora didn't even have the strength to pull up her panties or put on her nightgown. She just pulled her dress back down and passed out on top of her bed.

'What a weird day,' Isadora thought as sleep took her within seconds.