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“I’m sick of these kids knocking on my door…” said a startled witch located up on the second floor and in her bedroom of her large but otherwise seemingly normal house, but the place where she rested and enjoyed most of her time was far from normal. While most of the house was modern and nice-looking, this woman’s bedroom was gothic, dark and gloomy.
You might think Fae is quite the odd lady, and you’d be correct. Her bedroom wasn’t adorned with dusty old books and candles for no reason, she used all that to perform black magic as the powerful witch she was… or at least meant to be.
The witch’s parents were incredibly powerful in these dark arts, being known for causing real harm to individuals they didn’t like. Fae had a similar attitude, although her laziness as a teenager a decade ago made her lack a ton of the knowledge that made her parents so fearful, something which led to revenge plans not working at all or even backfiring on her.
Fae got up from the chair with anger in her expression, this being the third time during this Halloween night that a group of kids have stood in front of her doorstep to ask for treats. The children weren’t too annoying despite their young age, but Fae wasn’t what you’d call a patient woman, getting easily irritated by children just being themselves.
Although it had only been three times so far, she knew she would get many more knocking on her door tonight. “Trick or treat… I’ll show them a trick” she said while looking for one of the many forbidden books she possessed, wanting an easy way for these youngsters to leave her alone.
“This should do”. Once she found her desired spell, she didn’t waste much time in conjuring it, making sure not to mess it up. The spell would summon a small group of spirits that weren’t the nicest but not the meanest either, just some wandering souls to scare the kids and keep them off of Fae’s property.
“Oh yes! They’ll absolutely love this~” she giggled as she saw four spirits spring out of the scriptures. The souls were physically child-like, although who knows how long they’ve been roaming the world of the undead. Fae’s macabre prank was set… or at least that’s what she thought.
“Okay little guys! Can you keep those annoying kids away from my doorstep while I read a book? I’d greatly appreciate that. You can do whatever you want to scare them off, just don’t harm them, as I don’t want any trouble right now”. The ghosts roamed curiously around her gothic room, not really paying attention to her commands.
“Hey! I’m talking to all of you! Follow my orders! I’m a powerful wi-” she was cut short after one of them shot their own spiritual form from a mirror and accidentally hit Fae right in her belly. The feeling wasn’t painful at all, as they didn’t have any physical form, but the reason she was frozen in place was because she didn’t feel it go through her either, feeling as if it was stuck inside her instead, a warm feeling developing inside and outside that area.
“H-Hey! Where did you go?! This is not funny at all. Behave or I shall vanish you back to where you came from!” she shouted, but the spirit remained inside of her, and not in a way that she particularly enjoyed.
Fae began sweating profusely as the heat spread across her entire being, feeling even more intense around her belly. At first, she thought that her stomach was being messed with, a rather awkward situation to be in to begin with, but it was worse than that, as it actually originated from her womb.
“Huff… what are you… huff… doing inside of me?”. She began taking deep breaths, her body temperature being average for the middle of summer, but definitely not normal for this chill autumn season. She also began to feel exhausted, despite her body not really doing anything on the exterior, although plenty of things were going on inside.
Minutes passed as her concern grew while the other three spirits continued to roam around freely inside and around her house, at least they’d scare off those ‘annoying children’ that Fae was talking about, although it’d be the only time they’d do so.
Now, her smug and calm attitude greatly shifted towards that of shock and fear. The witch gasped in awe at the sensation of something bulging out of her tummy, shortly after becoming noticeable, quickly looking as if she had a bloated stomach.
“Hey! Come out of there! Please! Ugh… how do I stop this?... Look, I’m sorry I treated you so mean, okay?...” she awaited a response, to see if maybe that did anything. As she waited, all she could do was see her belly grow larger and larger, and if that wasn't bad enough, she was beginning to realize what had happened.
“No fucking way…” she grabbed the added mass on her belly, hoping that it was soft and squishy. The texture was a lot harder; her skin was being stretched rather than going along with the growth, something was definitely wrong. “I’m fucking pregnant!”.
“I’m fucking pregnant… with a ghost baby… Agh!” she got pissed at the fact that her peaceful Halloween night had turned into this strange and stressful ordeal. The worst part? She was correct. Her womb indeed housed the spirit that entered her body, gaining a physical form inside of her, no longer being able to leave its new tiny body.
As to be expected from getting impregnated via ghosts shooting into your womb, this was far from a regular pregnancy, also evident by the fact that Fae looked 5 months pregnant within the span of 30 minutes. Her whole body was aching due to multiple factors, the most obvious one being the huge baby bump that she was growing.
Life-filled tummy aside, her breasts were trying to catch up to the changes, growing several cups in size, threatening her current bra and things only got worse once her fat nipples began darkening. She sighed as she saw a stream of warm milk travel down her spherical abdomen.
“Damn it! This is the last thing I need right now!”. She struggled to walk due to her hefty upper-half, at least her thighs and hips were adjusting accordingly; regardless, she eventually waddled her way towards the book where she got this spell from. She wasn’t going to bother figuring out what went wrong, she had to find something to release this soul out of her body.
As she was doing that, the other three reunited in Fae’s bedroom, seeing her in a very panicked state while flipping through pages, moaning from pain and pleasure, and seeing her slim figure become voluptuous and fertile. They were mischievous in nature, thinking it would be fun to see her bloated like a balloon. Although they’d been ghosts for many decades, they were still clearly somewhat childish in nature.
While Fae continued looking for a solution, she was starting to feel relieved that her growth was slowing down, likely due to the fact that she had somehow carried a baby to full-term in less than an hour. Just when she thought she could take a deep breath and find a solution in a calm manner, she found herself scared yet again when the growth began to ramp up again, now looking like she was way overdue.
“Fuck… fuck no…”. She turned around to see one of the ghosts fly right into her back at the same height the first one entered, and unfortunately for her, that was actually the last one of the four. Her oven now had three additional buns crammed into it. The poor witch already felt incredibly big and bloated as is, she was terrified once she realized there were three more little souls growing inside her womb.
“Huff… So… this is how I’ll spend my Halloween night…” she said between breathes and moans as her already tight skin further stretched, and so did the already full womb. The growth she was experiencing right now made the prior look like a snail's pace by comparison, as her belly inflated to great proportions very quickly, tons of weight from the babies and amniotic fluid were being added to her short body.
Of course, the rest of Fae’s body tried to fit her rotund tummy, her already engorged milkers starting to grow even larger, quickly becoming larger than her own head. Eventually, they would become just as large as her singleton pregnant belly, such mammaries overflowing from the abundance of milk, at least the baby bump served as a bit of support for them. Her ass piled up with tons of juicy fat, once modest and cute cheeks were now monstrous in size and incredibly alluring for any straight man.
As the unwillingly expectant mother she had just become, she had the hips and thighs to match. To carry around so many babies and so much breast milk, she was blessed with a pair of hips that seemed experienced in giving birth, despite that not being the case. Her slim thighs were now rubbing against each other, and it was incredibly easy to make them jiggle whenever she walked, or waddled, rather.
Another half an hour would pass for her transformation to complete, this being one of the strangest sensations she ever felt throughout her entire life. She felt full, bloated, pregnant, sweaty, milky and even somewhat horny, she wanted all this to be done with. During this time, she had sat down and found a solution, one that wasn’t so pleasant though.
“Okay… Prepare yourself, Fae… Huff… Let’s do this”. She grew very nervous and anxious as she began casting this spell, what was this spell about? It was one that would immediately make her give birth… She was in for a very long and painful Halloween night.
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