The Pregnancy Only Roen Doesn't Know About
"Roen, why are there two different sauces?" Echidna asked, her voice laced with careful curiosity. She couldn't explain it logically, but her instincts were screaming that she had to ask about the sauces right now. And Roen's response was:
"Ah, ah... Well..."
"It's fine. Take your time."
"The tomatoes... I think they went bad. When I started simmering them, this awful, nauseating smell just rushed up. I couldn't bring myself to eat it. So..."
"So you made a separate cream pasta sauce?"
"Yes, carbonara... carbonara..." she panted.
Since they had been focusing heavily on her anal conditioning over the past week, Echidna's handplay today had been far more relentless than usual. Her stamina completely drained, Roen could do nothing but pant breathlessly.
Spoiled? It doesn't smell spoiled at all.
Echidna flicked her tongue in and out, tasting the air to analyze the scent. A Lamia's tongue was a highly specialized organ for detecting chemical compounds, including those related to smell. The moment Echidna consciously focused on the scent of the tomatoes, she understood the situation instantly.
They aren't spoiled at all.
The half-finished tomato sauce was perfectly fine. It was just that the distinct, acidic aroma of tomatoes had grown slightly stronger as it came to a boil.
I don't taste a single chemical compound associated with rot.
Chemically speaking, there was absolutely nothing wrong with the tomato sauce. Naturally, the raw tomatoes themselves must have been perfectly fresh too. If so, why did Roen claim that a nauseating stench had wafted up from it?
"How about the carbonara sauce? Was that one okay?"
"Yes... that one was actually fine. Now, if I just boil the fresh pasta I cut and toss it in the sauce, it'll be delicious."
And yet the carbonara sauce was fine? If Roen had simply lost her ability to judge the taste and state of food, Echidna might have worried she was falling ill. But Roen was very clearly repulsed by the tomato sauce alone.
"Hmm..."
Echidna swallowed a low hum, her eyes tracing Roen's figure. Roen was currently resting her mouthwatering, teardrop-shaped breasts against the table, panting heavily.
A sudden, fickle aversion to a specific food while having no trouble eating others—looking at this symptom in isolation, it might be difficult to pinpoint the cause. But in Roen's case, the circumstances were different. Roen was currently pregnant.
"Mmh..."
Echidna watched Roen as she let out ragged, heavy breaths. Brushing back her sweat-dampened blonde hair to catch her breath, Roen looked breathtakingly beautiful. However, lowering her gaze past Roen's face... past her erect nipples, left completely exposed after her bra had vanished during Echidna's rough handling... and looking a bit further down...
She should be past her third month by now...
It had probably been about thirteen to fifteen weeks. Echidna had found it strange that things had been so quiet until now, but it seemed her morning sickness was finally kicking in, albeit a bit late. The delay was likely due to the fundamental nature of interspecies breeding between a human and a Lamia. Moreover, Echidna wasn't just any ordinary Lamia; she was an Alpha Lamia carrying the blood of the Great Snake. It was only natural for the pregnancy symptoms to deviate from the human norm.
"Haah..."
"Echidna?"
"It's nothing."
Echidna feigned nonchalance, but her eyes remained locked on Roen's stomach as the blonde pushed herself up from the table. Roen was already in her third month of pregnancy, well past the hundred-day mark. While her upper abdomen showed no real change, her lower belly had begun to swell subtly, to a point where it could no longer be dismissed as just a "pussy-fat pouch."
"I was just thinking about how beautiful, sexy, and lovely you are today, Roen."
"Ah, stop it, seriously. You're such a smooth talker."
"I'm not lying. Who said I was lying?"
"Hehe."
Honestly, it turned her on. Even during a casual chat like this, looking at Roen's gently swelling lower belly and then up at her completely oblivious face filled Echidna with a thrilling mix of guilt and absolute dominance, deeply satisfying her beastly nature.
"Roen, you are my wife, right?"
"Of course. I am your wife, Echidna-nim."
Having no idea what was actually going through Echidna's mind, Roen whispered back her affection.
Objectively speaking—aside from the fact that Echidna had repeatedly slipped her massive cock into Roen's pussy while she slept, carefully avoiding tearing her hymen just to fill her womb to the brim with semen until she finally got pregnant—Echidna was actually an excellent spouse. She had a grand mansion, immense wealth, and outstanding talent as an alchemist. She was even stunningly beautiful. Except for the fact that her sexual preferences had been completely inverted through her interactions with the Lamia, Roen was highly satisfied with her current life. Of course, this was all under the assumption that she remained completely unaware of being a pregnant woman over a hundred days into her term.
"But, Roen. Haven't you put on a bit of weight around your belly lately?"
"My belly? Ah, well..."
Knowing exactly what was happening, Echidna began to walk a thrilling tightrope. She naturally pulled Roen onto her lap and began to stroke the soft, rounded curve of her lower belly with deep affection.
"I think it's because I haven't been exercising much. My muscles are all gone, and my body must be storing fat... Oh dear..."
Completely oblivious to Echidna's true intentions, Roen blushed and offered a wildly incorrect guess. In truth, Roen had also noticed her belly growing lately. Her body had felt sluggish recently, and her mind kept drifting to her stomach for some reason. But hearing Echidna point it out made her feel incredibly self-conscious.
"Is that so? Hehe..."
Echidna chuckled wickedly, thoroughly enjoying Roen's reaction. She found it utterly irresistible to watch her get embarrassed over something completely different, entirely blind to her actual situation. Even though she knew this teasing increased the risk of Roen discovering her pregnancy, Echidna couldn't stop herself. This act was a constant reminder that Echidna held absolute power over Roen. The sheer sense of superiority it brought made her blood run hot. It was incredibly perverted, but what could she do? Roen's very existence was like an aphrodisiac to Echidna, making it impossible to maintain her composure.
"Haah, seriously, I love you so much, Roen."
Echidna buried her face in Roen's bare back, which was completely exposed from behind. Sure enough, a sweet, fragrant scent of roses wafted from Roen's skin. It was a scent very similar to one of the aromatic oils they had bought during their last trip to the Great City.
"Let's stay like this for just a bit, and then we'll eat, Roen."
"Haha, shall we?"
Roen made no effort to pull away from Echidna, who was so clearly enamored with her body. In fact, she didn't have the luxury to do so. Judging by Echidna's mood, she would undoubtedly ravish her again right after they ate, so Roen needed to use this brief respite to catch her breath. As Echidna gently caressed the belly that held the fruit of her one-sided love, Roen quietly panted in her embrace.
The morning proceeded with its usual domestic warmth. The carbonara sauce and fresh pasta Roen had prepared were reborn as an exquisitely delicious carbonara dish. For Echidna, who had spent her entire life eating poorly made flatbread dipped in cactus honey, Roen had opened her eyes to the true joy of fine dining. However, Echidna wasn't just on the receiving end. In fact, even at this very moment, she was thrilled at the thought of introducing Roen to a brand-new experience.
"Now, Roen. Since our bellies are full, shall we get started?"
"Ah, well... how about some dessert first...?"
"Ah, dessert sounds nice. Should we have that? Shaved ice?"
"Yes, let's have shaved ice. Haha."
Finding this "new experience" a bit too overwhelming, Roen quickly tried to divert Echidna's attention.
Ah, damn it... If I knew this would happen, I shouldn't have masturbated back there...
She felt incredibly embarrassed. She had planned a sort of bet with Echidna: if she climaxed from anal penetration today, she would have to keep taking the Defecation-stopping Drug. But her own depraved, weak-willed self had gone and developed a taste for anal masturbation.
It's not like I can climax as easily or intensely as my pussy yet. If I'm doing it to myself, I can hold back as much as I want...
To be honest, Roen's anal masturbation was driven more by curiosity than actual lust. As long as she consciously avoided the spots sensitized by the aphrodisiac, she wouldn't just climax from a single finger insertion like she would with her pussy. It was a level of pleasure she could easily endure if she wanted to. But...
There's no way Echidna will leave that ticklish, tingling spot alone...
The one doing the touching wouldn't be Roen, but Echidna. And Echidna was no fool. She had personally conditioned Roen's anus; of course she knew exactly where its weakest point lay. Even if she didn't, exploiting the weakness of someone as highly sensitive as Roen was child's play for the Lamia.
"Ah, that shaved ice was delicious. Now, let's take off everything you're wearing, Roen."
"Huh?"
"Don't play dumb. It's time to put that anus of yours to use."
It was finally time for her to fall completely, transforming into a thoroughly vulgar human onahole who could climax from her anus as well.