Once I gathered my courage, everything flowed smoothly from there.
Even with memories of a past life, blood ties are unavoidable, and it seems our inability to be honest with each other—something we shared—had tangled our relationship into knots.
Mother felt sorry for having blindly forced magic upon me.
Perhaps my possession of past-life memories played a part in that.
...It’s a bit embarrassing to say this myself, but when a child shows exceptional talent from a young age, it’s hard not to get carried away, isn’t it?
In the past, I wouldn’t have understood Mother’s words.
But now I do.
After all, I’ve also felt my heart flutter when Ria or Rea grabbed onto my finger, and I’ve even made a fuss over their early babbling, wondering if they were geniuses.
Thinking about it, my face feels a bit warm.
Anyway.
Because we couldn’t be honest with each other, we didn’t see each other for ten years.
...Well, I didn’t have much to regret.
Mother visited my Workshop, saw the children, and made an indescribable expression.
She gently stroked the cheeks of the sleeping children and smiled contentedly.
‘Our kids are pretty cute, aren’t they?’
Then she looked at me with a strange gaze before returning home.
She left as quickly as she had come, as if by magic.
Well, she’s still leading the family, so she must be busy.
Just knowing she’d contact me often made me feel... quite content.
Even though I said I didn’t think much of it, perhaps a part of me missed having a family.
‘...Is that why I ended up with such a large family?’
That couldn’t be it... right?
I shook my head at the silly thought.
Mother returning to the family was just that.
I also had a lot to do. Not just the marriage, but I also had to formally receive a title.
Normally, it would be natural to go to Jedo for that.
...But that was replaced by something handled by the Princess herself.
Handing me a scroll, Her Highness whispered.
“So it’s come to this after all.”
“...The probability was low, wasn’t it?”
“Hmph... It’s a shame, but there’s nothing to be done.”
Her Highness Selina still seemed regretful, glancing repeatedly at my belly.
When our eyes met, she smiled awkwardly and said.
“Though it’s formal, you now have a territory, so along with rights, some responsibilities come with it.”
“...You didn’t mention that before, did you?”
You emphasized so much that it was formal, and now you’re saying this?
Noticing my displeased gaze, Her Highness Selina stood up, chuckled softly, and kissed my forehead.
“Of course... you won’t need to worry about it. I’ll always be by your side.”
“You should’ve said that first.”
“Because your puffed-up cheeks are just too adorable.”
“...”
Did I puff up my cheeks again?
Annoyed, I pressed my cheeks firmly. When did I develop this habit of puffing them up? Lately, I feel like I’m being pointed out for it often.
...The problem is, those comments are about how cute it is.
It’s silly to say this after having children, but I’m still not quite used to such words.
I wonder if I’ll ever get used to them.
Be that as it may, time passed quickly.
And that meant the outline of what happened ‘that day’ had become clear.
...It was something you could guess from the fact that I hadn’t had my period in the first place.
What I’m trying to say is, Veronica and I have swollen bellies.
Though I’ve experienced pregnancy, it was my first time causing it, so the feeling when I learned Veronica was pregnant... was indescribable.
On one hand, I felt sorry for her, knowing she’d experience the pain of childbirth.
...Of course, I was in the same boat, so I wasn’t in a position to pity or tease anyone.
Isn’t that just how people are?
Rather than focusing on their own situation, they tend to laugh and chatter about what’s happening right in front of them.
Still, it was different from the first pregnancy.
Like how someone who’s tasted good food eats well.
Since I’d been pregnant once before, my caregiving hands were quite skilled.
...Thankfully, that care applied to Veronica as well.
Thinking about it, we were now truly... like one family, so in a way, it was natural. But whether viewed through the lens of this culture or my past-life memories, it was still a bit bizarre.
The problem was... that they asked me to help relieve the stress that had built up bit by bit?
Because they knew exactly how far they could go, their demands were bold from the start.
“W-wait a moment...”
“Shh... It’s okay, leave it to me, Asha.”
“No, it’s just...”
“It’s not like it’s your first time, right?”
“Well, that’s true... Kyaah!?”
Claudia slowly applied the warmed Lotion to my buttocks. I could vividly feel something sticky invading inside my body.
Even if I didn’t want to feel it, all my senses seemed to converge there, making my body tremble faintly.
Under her gentle touch, my strength slowly... slowly drained away.
What happened next doesn’t need much explanation.
The act that began with the suggestion that the back might be okay instead of the front.
Of course, as Claudia said, it wasn’t like I had no experience!
But that time and now were completely different experiences.
Most of the times I’d put something in that ‘hole’ were out of necessity in unavoidable situations.
...There were just too many people to put in, and in urgent situations, I had no choice but to put it there.
Times when I was very excited... or situations like that. Heat cycles... or being briefly intoxicated by some potion with similar effects.
I’d never once seriously considered using ‘that place’ like this.
So, it felt even more conscious.
All my nerves converged there.
Claudia’s intimidatingly large rod slid in—
“Ahh!?”
My body trembled violently at the sudden foreign sensation. My thoroughly relaxed body softly accepted her rod.
...My other hole, cleaned and prepared, was no different from a genital.
Somehow, a similar pleasure pierced my mind.
“Ohh... oh, ohh...!?”
Claudia’s ample breasts pressed against my body as she clung tightly. Along with her soft flesh, Claudia gasped and whispered.
“How is it... huff... f-feels good, right?”
“Th-that’s not the, ah, issue... aahh...!”
The sense of immorality from consciously using a place that shouldn’t be used as a genital surged up my spine, scrambling my thoughts.
Despite my earlier words of resistance, it wasn’t long before vulgar moans spilled from my mouth.
As the mother of two children, shaking my slightly swollen belly that might hold who knows how many more, I thought these weren’t moans I should be letting out.
...Maybe I was the only one thinking that, as Claudia’s hip movements grew even fiercer.
“Let me hear more of your voice, Asha... ngh...!”
Though not my first time, tears welled in my eyes from the unfamiliar pleasure I was fully experiencing now. But the voice ringing in my ears was so sweet I couldn’t bring myself to say anything unpleasant.
In the end, I turned my head and kissed Claudia.
And Claudia ejaculated—splurt, splurt—solely for pleasure.
An act purely for pleasure. A meaningless ejaculation.
...But somehow, I felt something welling up inside me.
Perhaps having children isn’t everything.
Is Her Highness Selina exposing her lower half in front of me along the same lines...?
“I worked hard for you again today... so I’d like a reward...”
As she said this, Her Highness’s gaze was fixed on my breasts, which had swollen further with pregnancy.
Perhaps she wanted to taste them before moving became difficult.
As I approached Her Highness, the rod, already erect from medication, trembled faintly.
“Were you that excited?”
“...It would be a lie to say otherwise.”
When I lowered myself and sighed, sticky juice dripped from the mushroom-like swollen tip.
...I wasn’t sure whether to be happy or sad that my companions had become so honest about their desires.
‘Still...’
Their actions and emotions, demanding me and craving love.
I was very glad for them.
‘Better than Claudia, right?’
I had no choice but to fulfill their requests.
Because I loved them too.
I enveloped Her Highness Selina’s rod with my swollen breasts.
Though I couldn’t fully wrap around it, that alone seemed to please her, as Her Highness Selina let out a lewd breath.
Opening my mouth, I poured the already pooled saliva onto Her Highness’s rod.
“Bleh...”
I rubbed the rod, slick with sticky, slippery natural Lotion, between my breasts.
The rod disappeared between my breasts, then popped out and poked the bridge of my nose.
My body trembled faintly at the unique scent.
Without realizing it, I opened my mouth, catching the rod in my mouth each time it thrust upward.
“Hck, hck...”
As this repeated, I could feel Her Highness Selina trembling and straining.
As if encouraging her, I flicked my tongue out, licking the tip, and unable to hold back, Her Highness spurted white, sticky essence—splurt, splurt—from the end.
“Ahhk...!”
I didn’t particularly feel good, but just seeing Her Highness Selina like that made me happy.
...Seeing her swayed by that small rod compared to her whole body was quite enjoyable too.
After all, the sensation of holding and shaking it was something I’d long forgotten.
When Her Highness Selina’s prolonged ejaculation ended, she gasped for breath and spoke in a voice mixed with heat and tenderness.
“Your face is a mess...”
Saying this, she gently soaped my face.
...Should I admire the self-reliance of cleaning up after what she started?
Anyway, I liked that touch too, so I grinned, and the remaining essence entered my mouth.
Honestly, it didn’t taste good.
It seemed like the second pregnancy would pass without any issues this way too.
I thought so until Veronica and I, with our swollen bellies facing each other, took a nap.
Author’s Note (Afterword)
First Wedding - Second Pregnancy
Our Onahole is different from others!