Practice Battle (5): Twin Eggs

Sophia could not accept reality. Yohan, having activated that skill, had pounced on her closest friend's minion.

As a goddess in name at least, Sophia could look down upon the human realm. Of course she had spotted humans pairing off, yet she always refused to watch out of sheer embarrassment.

Had she been a modern person, she would have been a living national treasure who never watched porn until adulthood. That was Sophia.

With zero resistance to sex, she could not stop Yohan. She could not even look properly. The instant his massive cock dangled into view, Sophia squeezed her eyes shut.

But the sounds kept coming. At first screams of rejection burst out, yet as time passed, emotions Sophia did not recognize began to mix in.

When is this going to end...

She covered her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠ears, yet it still reached her. After a stretch of time that felt like eternity, Evrande's moans finally ceased.

Is it over?

The moment Sophia opened her eyes—

"Hic. It's weird, weird, huuuk! It's over, but my belly, huuuung!"

Evrande trembled violently. A goddess's keen eyes captured everything: her expression and every movement, the beads of sweat running down her body, and her fully dilated pussy.

There sat the pure crystallization of pornography she had never once encountered in her life. Breasts smaller than her own, yet looking lewd from being soaked in sweat. A pussy that refused to bare its inner flesh unless forced open by hands, stealing her gaze completely.

"Sophia! Can you hear me now?"

"Uh, uh?"

"What the hell is your minion?! What did he do to my Evrande?!"

Following the voice, she saw her friend's furious face. Dohoyo, always so leisurely and forever teasing her, was actually angry.

"Ah... s-sorry..."

"No. Your minion did this on his own, so you don't need to apologize. It's fine. Just explain. Why did Evrande's belly end up like that?"

She's holding her anger in.

Dohoyo was suppressing her rage and trying to judge rationally. Yet she herself had closed her eyes and covered her ears ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠simply because she did not want to see something lewd. Shame flooded her.

"Well... my minion has a skill called Impregnating."

"Impregnating?"

"Hyaat?! Something's growing inside me. Huuuk! It feels good. Feels so gooood!!"

While Sophia explained as calmly as she could, Evrande's belly finished swelling. Not full-term, but looking roughly two months pregnant.

"So Evrande is pregnant?"

"Yeah. Probably."

"How is something like this even possible..."

"Huung. Come out, come ooout♡"

Dohoyo pondered for a moment, then reached a swift conclusion.

"You know this is wrong, right?"

"Yeah..."

"Then will you hand your minion over to me? If you do, I'll forgive you."

I watched Evrande's transformation with keen interest. So there's an egg inside that swollen belly, huh?

Back on Earth I had frequented an excellent site called Hiyomi. Plenty of works made my balls tingle just from looking, but human tastes being diverse, perverts with abnormal kinks ran rampant too.

Tentacles and gore were famous, yet insect-human stuff was also pretty common. Not my preferred genre, but when I was bored and it popped up I watched occasionally.

Insect-human works always featured pregnancy and birth, and only now could I finally understand those writers who drew that stuff.

"Hyiiit. Huut, huuuut!"

Seeming to feel pleasure far more strongly than labor pains, Evrande kept sobbing. Her body, soaked in sweat from sex—one of the finest exercises—trembled pitifully, and her tightly closed pussy gradually parted to reveal pink inner flesh.

The complex folds of her vaginal walls wriggled without rest, trying to push out the egg that filled her womb. The liquid commonly called amniotic fluid oozed out stickily, looking exactly like love juices from arousal.

The goddesses were busy among themselves and paying no attention. I brushed the hair stuck to Evrande's face.

"You okay?"

"Huuuang. My body's weird..."

"It's because you're trying to give birth to a child."

"A child?"

"Yeah. Our child."

"A child... I'm an elf without even a husband... not pure..."

Evrande muttered self-deprecatingly. I firmly clasped her limp hand.

"Why aren't you pure? Even elves with husbands are said to be pure."

"I don't have a husband..."

"I'll be your husband. Honestly, it felt good, right? I felt good too."

"Hwaaaaaang!!"

When I whispered it with full sincerity, Evrande climaxed. Strength suddenly gripped the hands that were joined.

"A pervert like you as my husband...?"

"Call me Yohan."

"Pervert, Yohaaan, huuut!"

Has the birth started? Or rather, she's laying an egg—can I even call it birth? Anyway, an elf giving birth to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a half-elf, so birth is correct, right?

"Haueuk!"

While I was pondering, the labor pains began. Feeling pressure strong enough to crush my grip, I decided the terminology no longer mattered.

Right now, reassure Evrande.

"It's okay. It's okay. Breathe in deeply. And out."

When I taught her the Lamaze breathing method said to work well for pregnant women, Evrande's complexion eased a little.

"Huuuk!"

The egg peeked its head out from inside her pussy.

"Good. You're doing well. Just a little more push."

"You bad... bastard..."

Much milder than the curses I heard while raping her.

"Good. It's almost out."

"Huut!!"

Plop.

When Evrande pushed, a light-green egg the same color as an elf's hair came out. About the size of a newborn.

"Congratulations. You gave birth to a healthy egg."

"Hiik... still, huuuuk!!"

Pook.

Another egg came out. Wait, what?

Whoa. So this is what an S-class skill looks like. I marveled and reached to gather all the eggs, but Evrande would not let go of my hand.

"Yohan..."

"You worked hard. Rest easy now."

"I... didn't acknowledge you as my husband..."

What is she even saying. I already got the eggs, so husband or whatever doesn't matter.

"But if it's your strength and that, that, that... thing, it might be okay..."

"Huh? What is that?"

Evrande fainted. Sophia and Dohoyo are friends and rivals, so I'll see them often enough. I'll ask next time we meet.

"Lady Sophia! I won!"

"Yeah..."

"And we even got two babies!"

"Yeeah... good for you..."

Why is the reaction so vague? Ah, right—Sophia is such an innocent girl that even holding hands raises her affection, so she has zero resistance.

Her first live sex viewing must have fried her brain. Time to snap her out of it.

"Lady Sophia, you know the effect of Impregnating, right? This is the fruit of love between Evrande and me. Surely good babies will be born."

"Is that so?"

Dohoyo answered in Sophia's place. Compared to timid Sophia she overflowed with confidence and looked majestic.

"More than that, I want to hold you responsible for raping my minion."

"Ah."

I forgot because I was blinded by sex. Since her minion got raped, of course Dohoyo won't stay quiet.

"I considered taking your life, but specially, I'll forgive you if you become my minion."

"That would be a bit problematic."

"What?"

Becoming Dohoyo's minion would be nice. Same affiliation as Evrande, so I could hear more details about what she said earlier. Since we already fucked once, if the timing lined up I could keep having sex. With Impregnating I could pump out kids nonstop.

But the chance to fuck Sophia would disappear. I promised to grant a wish in exchange for becoming her minion—if I hop over to another goddess she might say something like "You're not my minion anymore so the wish is invalid!"

More than anything, Sophia has huge breasts. Even among porn actresses or in hentai, tits that size are rare. Happy life with a flat-chested elf versus fucking the big-breasted goddess? Obviously the latter.

No need to spill all those circumstances. I answered as simply as possible.

"I like Lady Sophia, you see."

"Yohan!"

Sophia, who had been fretting the whole time, smiled brightly in relief. I momentarily lost my mind. So pretty. I became a fan after seeing the heroine smile in the movie About Time, but Sophia is several times prettier than that actress.

"I believed in you, Yohan!"

Sophia hugged me tightly. Still not wearing a bra. Evrande's breasts had been excellent too, but these huge ones were pure happiness. Just happiness.

People who have never had a face massage from massive tits don't understand my heart. These are breasts that create loyalty even where none existed.

"Hmm. Too bad. Too bad."

Dohoyo smacked her lips.

"Then how should I punish this crime."

"About that."

I held out just one of the light-green eggs.

"This is my and Evrande's child. Do you know my skill by any chance?"

"I heard from Sophia."

"Then the talk will be quick. A child that picks only the advantages of me and Evrande will be born from this. Please raise it well."

"Huung."

Dohoyo, who had been sending sticky gazes my way, crossed her arms. Wow. Even supporting her chest with her arms, it was vastly smaller than Sophia's.

"Well, if I take your life Evrande would be sad. And it's not like we won't see each other again. Fine."

Somehow it got resolved. The goddesses said their farewells, and I arrived back in the room where I had first ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠been summoned. I carefully stroked the egg I held in my arms.

What kind of child will be born? Even if it's a skill result, it's my child. Though still just an egg, it already felt lovable.

"Yohan."

"Lady Sophia! Not my child!"

"What are you talking about? Anyway, sit here."

Sophia patted the sofa. Somehow I felt like a kid who had done something wrong.

"I told you not to use Impregnating! What if Dohoyo hadn't forgiven you!"

"But the result was good, so..."

"So that means you didn't do anything wrong?"

"No. I was wrong..."

Getting scolded by mom after becoming independent and graduating.

"Sophia Mama?"

"Still not coming to your senses! You need a scolding!"

After that I got thoroughly chewed out.