"Gah!"

  Isadora's eyes snapped open as she looked around her room in her family's mansion. She was covered in sweat, and the first thing she did was rub her stomach, which was almost normal. Her muscur abs had a nice yer of fat over them due to her hormones changing after her injection.

  "W-What happened? Was it all a dream?" Isadora said, looking down at her bare body, and was greeted by her bigger, perkier breasts that were solid D-Cup, and her pussy was soaking wet. She reached down and slid her finger between her wet folds.

  "Fuck," Isadora whispered, her eyes fluttering shut.

  'Mm, this stupid Sacred Water must be the cause of this.'

  She rubbed her clitoris, and her pussy was getting wetter.

  "Ah, oh, fuck," Isadora whimpered.

  'Shit, if I keep touching myself like this, I'm going to cum.'

  Isadora slipped a finger into her pussy.

  "A-Ah, fuck, h-hah," Isadora breathed, feeling the heat rise up in her belly.

  "Mm, f-fuck, a-ah, shit, oh, fuck," Isadora cried, pumping her finger in and out of her wet womanhood.

  'T-This is crazy. W-Why can't I stop? Oh, fuck, this is amazing.'

  "F-Fuck, I-I'm close," Isadora whimpered, arching her back.

  She was rubbing her clit and pumping her finger in and out of her wet cunt.

  "Hah, a-ah, mm, oh, m-my," Isadora sighed, sliding a second finger inside her pussy.

  'That damn handsome woman... Why do I keep fantasizing about her? S-Shit, I-I want her cock. I-I want her to dominate me.'

  "A-Ah, shit, fuck, oh, oh, yes, yes, a-ah," Isadora groaned, adding a third finger.

  Isadora's raven-bck hair was becoming thicker, and her facial structure was changing as her lips grew plumper and her eyeshes thicker. Her cheeks became more pronounced, and her body started to change. Her breasts grew to a DD-Cup, and her stomach was getting soft.

  "H-How do I keep fantasizing about her? O-Oh, gods, it feels so good. Ah, hah, mmm," Isadora breathed, thrusting her fingers faster and harder.

  She was always a beautiful woman, but now she was turning into a goddess. Her eyes were becoming ruby red, and her skin was clear. Her face was so smooth, and her hips were widening, and her ass was expanding.

  "Mmm, ah, f-fuck, yes, hah, a-ah, ah, ahh," Isadora moaned, sliding a fourth finger into her pussy.

  Her breasts were shaking, and her thighs were soaked in her juices. She couldn't believe how much she was enjoying this feeling, and she wished Evan were here to ravish her.

  'O-Oh, gods, it's so good... A-Ah, I'm cumming! O-Oh, fuck, yes!'

  "YES! AHHH!" Isadora cried, arching her back and her body tensed up as she orgasmed. Her hips widened, and her body was heating up. Her pussy was drenching her hand in her juices, and her breasts were perkier and defied gravity.

  "Hah, a-ah, ah, a-ah," Isadora gasped, pulling her hand out of her pussy, and her juices spttered on the bed. Her thighs were soaked, and her ass was round and wide.

  'Th-This is getting ridiculous... I'm better than this.'

  Isadora tried to get out of bed, but her legs were too weak.

  "Ugh! I-I'm a knight. W-Why am I acting like an academy girl?" Isadora said, frustrated.

  "My dy, are you okay? You sound different," Her maid's voice echoed from the other side of her bedroom door.

  "Y-Yes, I'm fine. A-And don't come in, Katrina, I'm not decent," Isadora said, her voice becoming lighter.

  The door opened with up authority as Elizabeth came into the room, with Katrina standing next to her. Miss Katrina had an apologetic face as she couldn't stop Lady Elizabeth from entering the room.

  "Mother, what are you doing here? I'm not decent," Isadora said, pulling the covers over her naked body.

  "You've made a lot of noises st night, and I wanted to make sure you were okay," Elizabeth said, looking at her daughter.

  "I'm fine, mother. I just had a nightmare. You may leave," Isadora said, not liking how her mother was staring at her.

  "Oh, nightmares, you say? Ah ha!" Elizabeth pulled the covers off and saw her daughter's naked body.

  "AHH," Isadora cried, covering her tits and her womanhood.

  "My, my, you seem to have become more motherly than I thought. It looks like we need a tailor sooner than expected," Elizabeth said, smiling at her daughter.

  "W-What, wait, no, I-I," Isadora began, not liking how her mother was smiling.

  "Well, my dear, I guess the fertility waters worked faster than expected," Elizabeth said, patting her daughter's head.

  "Mother, wait, no, I-It will probably miscarry by the end of the week! You'll see, the ritual will have no effect," Isadora said, covering her stomach.

  "We'll see, sweetie. Now, hurry and clean yourself up. Your grandma and I are waiting for you to eat breakfast," Elizabeth said, heading for the door.

  "Mother," Isadora said, gring at her.

  "I expect you downstairs in an hour. Miss Katrina, work with whatever you can to make my daughter presentable for today," Elizabeth ordered, closing the door behind her.

  "Y-Yes, madam," Miss Katrina said, bowing to her master's mother.

  "Katrina, can you tell Mother I'll be there in an hour?" Isadora said, gring at her maid.

  "Yes, midy, but... um, you may want to take a bath and look at yourself first," Katrina said, nervously.

  "Why would I want to look at myself. I know what I look like," Isadora said, looking confused.

  "Please, just humor me," Katrina said, picking out a new outfit.

  "Fine, but this better be worth my time," Isadora said, heading to her bathroom.

  She looked in the mirror, and she was shocked.

  "I-Is that me?"

  Isadora had long, thick, wavy bck hair that reached down to her big bubble butt. Her lips were full, and her cheekbones were higher. She reached up and felt her hair.

  'This is impossible. I've only had the fertility waters injected yesterday. It was supposed to take three days to affect the female body. So, how is this possible?'

  Her red eyes were more striking, and her shes were longer. While her massive DD-Cup breasts were impossibly perky for their size. Her hips and thighs were nearly double their size before injecting the Sacred Fertility Waters of the Goddess inside her.

  "H-How?" Isadora whispered, not recognizing herself.

  "Lady Isadora, is everything okay?" Katrina asked, knocking on the door.

  "Um, yes, sorry, I'll be out soon," Isadora said, not wanting to admit that her mother might be right.

  'Damn the Queen for making me take the Sacred Water, how is it working faster than expected?'

  Isadora went into her walk-in shower and turned on the hot water. The scalding hot water felt amazing as it washed the sweat off her body. She rubbed her belly, which now has a soft yer of fat covering her abs.

  'Stupid fat!... It's going to take me forever to get rid of it after this stupid thing miscarries. Damn the Queen for making this mandatory. If the Sacred Water can cause these changes so quickly, it's no wonder that we're having trouble conceiving.'

  Isadora couldn't believe the changes her body was going through, and she wasn't even showing. She didn't know how a pregnant belly would make her look, but she knew that her body was changing and there was nothing she could do about it.

  She turned off the water and grabbed her towel. Wrapping it around her wet body, she exited the shower. Walking over to the mirror, she was greeted by the reflection of a goddess.

  "Ugh, why?" Isadora said, gring at her new face and body.

  She couldn't deny that the changes had made her more attractive, but she didn't like how they happened.

  "Lady Isadora, your clothes are ready for you," Katrina called.

  "Thank you," Isadora replied.

  "Okay, let's get this over with," Isadora said, entering her bedroom and heading for her bed.

  She walked over to the bed and saw the new outfit her maid had picked out for her. She put on the bck ce bra and panties, and her massive DD-Cups looked like they were ready to pop out. Then, she put on the new white and gold blouse that was meant to be a loose-fitting shirt, but was now skin tight, and her tits were trying to escape.

  "Oh, great," Isadora growled, as her breasts were struggling to stay in her bra and blouse.

  "I can't even button up this shirt," Isadora growled, pulling her hair back and tying it into a ponytail.

  "I got that, Midy," Katrina said, rushing over and fastening the buttons, making the fabric tighter around her massive breasts.

  "There you are, now let's finish," Katrina said, heading for the skirt.

  "Thank you," Isadora said, her cheeks flushing pink.

  'How can this be happening?'

  "Now, for your skirt," Katrina said, holding out a nice, long, bck skirt.

  "Thanks, Katrina," Isadora said, her hands going to her hips.

  Katrina wrapped the skirt around her hips and tied the white ribbon. The skirt fit nicely around her hips, and the fabric draped down to the floor.

  "Great, and now the finishing touch," Katrina said, as she grabbed a pair of high-heeled shoes and a beautiful bck vest that was embroidered with gold thread.

  "Thanks, Katrina," Isadora said, putting her feet into the high heels.

  Katrina helped her button up the vest, which was snug and wrapped underneath her massive DD-Cups. It cradled them, giving her a more impressive cleavage, and it accentuated her hourgss figure.

  Isadora wanted to scoff at the ridiculousness of her own body, but when her breasts were squeezed together, and her waist was being emphasized, she felt heat rise up in her stomach, and her pussy got wetter.

  'Ugh, damn, the Sacred Water... I can't wait for this stupid pregnancy to end and for my body to go back to normal.'

  "You look amazing," Katrina said, smiling.

  "Yeah, yeah, let's just go," Isadora said, feeling the buttons on her blouse straining to contain her DD-Cups.

  "Yes, Midy," Katrina said, opening the door.

  They walked down the hall and headed for the main hall where her family was waiting. As they walked, the maids and the servants would stare at her as they passed by.

  'Why are they all staring at me? Is it because of my new appearance or is there something else?'

  When they arrived in the main hall, her family was sitting at the table.

  Yvette looked at her granddaughter, and her eyes widened.

  "My, my, Isadora, you're glowing," Yvette said, smiling at her.

  Isadora wanted to make a smart ass remark, but the food smelled really good, and she couldn't stop herself from walking over and taking her seat at the table.

  "Good morning, Grandmother," Isadora said, as one of the maids brought her a pte of food.

  "Good morning, darling," Yvette said, watching her granddaughter.

  Elizabeth wasn't saying anything, and she was watching her daughter closely. She was hoping to see simir patterns for when she was pregnant with Isadora.

  Isadora was a bit distracted by her appetite as a pte full of eggs, bacon, sausage, and fruit was brought out and pced in front of her.

  'C-Control myself, Isadora... I-I don't have to eat this whole pte. A-And there's plenty more, I'm not going to starve. But, damn, this smells amazing.'

  She looked at her food, and her mouth was watering. She tried to take a deep breath and calm herself down.

  "So, Elizabeth, how is everything with the Kingdom?" Yvette asked her daughter who had taken over as the Baroness ten years ago.

  "Not good. Our supplies are dwindling, and our farmnd has been suffering from a drought," Elizabeth said, eating her food.

  "Really?... Where are the water mages stationed to keep the farmnds hydrated and the clouds in the sky?" Yvette asked.

  "They were sent off to fight back a demon invasion of our neighbors in the north. The Queen ordered that the best fighters and magic users must go fight against the demons to keep them at bay," Elizabeth said, shaking her head.

  "That's foolish. Can't the Queen of Maiv protect their own nds without the Kingdom of Galedad's aid? Why does the Kingdom of Galedad need to send its soldiers?" Yvette said, looking irritated.

  "Mother, please, that's a sensitive subject and not here," Elizabeth whispered, not wanting the servants to hear the Dowager of House Estragon compin about Queen Victoria's orders.

  As the two were talking about state business, Isadora was having a battle of her own as she carefully cut her food into pieces. Her body was screaming at her to inhale the food, and her stomach was aching while her mind was battling it.

  'Calm down, Isadora, don't be a glutton. I-I need to maintain my figure so once the Sacred Water wears off, I can easily get rid of this excess weight and get my muscles back.'

  She stabbed a piece of sausage and slowly brought the fork up to her mouth. The smell was driving her crazy, and her stomach was growling.

  'N-No, Isadora, I-I can't give in... Mm, but, it smells so good. I-I have to try a bite, that's all. One bite, then, I'll stop myself.'

  Her hand was shaking, and her mouth was watering.

  "Hah," Isadora breathed, her eyes locked onto the sausage.

  'I-It's just a bite, no one will notice... No one will care.'

  Her hand was still shaking.

  "H-Here it goes," Isadora whispered, putting the sausage in her mouth, and when the savory piece of meat hit her taste buds, her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

  "Mm," Isadora moaned, closing her eyes. It was like she could taste colors, and she chewed the food slowly, trying to savor every fvor.

  "Gods," Isadora said, biting her lip.

  'This is too good. O-Oh, gods, it tastes so good. I-I'm getting another bite.'

  Her other hand went for a piece of bacon and brought it to her mouth. She ate the crispy, salty meat, and her face was filled with pleasure.

  'Oh, shit, this is so good. How can meat and bacon taste so fucking good? Mm, ah, I want more.'

  She grabbed her fork and went for another bite of the bacon. Her body was on autopilot as she began eating faster, as her urges were beating back her restraint.

  "A-Ah, I can't stop," Isadora gasped, her stomach growing, and she went for the eggs and fruit.

  "Mmm," Isadora moaned, swallowing the tasty food, and her stomach was starting to move the nutrients to her womb to feed her fertilized egg.

  "Hah, ah, so good," Isadora gasped, grabbing her sausage and taking a huge bite.

  'Gods, I feel like a glutton, but I can't help myself.'

  Isadora's stomach wasn't satisfied with one pte and was begging her for more.

  'Mm, it feels like I'm starving. Gods, what is happening to me? Why can't I stop eating? Oh, gods, the Sacred Water, it has to be the Sacred Water. It's doing this to me. My body is going insane.'

  "I-I can't," Isadora gasped, eating the st of her fruit.

  'O-Oh, gods, I'm getting hungry. Ugh, stupid fat! My belly should be satisfied with one pte. But, no, my stupid body wants more.'

  Isadora's hand went for the bowl of porridge and brought it up to her lips. Her mouth was watering, and her eyes were locked onto the food.

  "MMM," Isadora moaned, gulping down the porridge.

  'Gods, it's so thick and sweet. Mm, I love it.'

  Isadora was a moaning mess as she ate all of the porridge. Her stomach was bulging, and the other parts of her body were growing.

  "Ah, mmm," Isadora moaned, as the food was finally filling her up.

  "Wow, she has quite the appetite," Yvette said, surprised by how her granddaughter ate like a soldier.

  "Um, yes, well, I guess the Sacred Waters have a strong effect on her," Elizabeth said, thinking that her daughter might actually succeed in getting pregnant.

  "I-I lost control, is all," Isadora said, feeling her blouse buttons straining.

  "Well, don't worry about that, dear. I'll call for a tailor to have some dresses made for you. And the servants will keep the pantry fully stocked, right, Katrina?" Elizabeth said, smiling.

  "Y-Yes, midy," Katrina said, shocked by what her master ate.

  "Good, now, if you excuse me, I have a council meeting with the Queen. Mother, can you entertain my daughter?" Elizabeth asked as she stood up.

  "Yes, I can," Yvette said, watching her granddaughter.

  "Good... And Isadora... Make sure to exercise today, you'll need to have a strong body for giving birth," Elizabeth said, patting her daughter's shoulder.

  "Mom!? I'm not going to get pregnant! The baby will most likely miscarry by the end of the week," Isadora protested as her mother walked out.

  Elizabeth just shook her head as she left the hall, leaving Isadora fuming.

  "Damn, that woman, just because I'm showing some symptoms, she's already thinking that the ritual is going to work," Isadora growled, as she felt her breasts jiggling in her blouse.

  "Don't worry, dear, it's not uncommon for women to gain a few pounds and have an increase in their appetite after the fertility ritual," Yvette said, looking over her granddaughter.

  "A few pounds!? Grandma, this is not a few pounds. Look at me, my blouse is nearly ready to burst open, and my hips and butt are nearly double the size. This is not a few pounds," Isadora yelled, standing up, and her massive bubble butt and her wide childbearing hips jiggled.

  "Okay, maybe it is a little more than a few pounds," Yvette admitted, watching her granddaughter's breasts moving around in her tight blouse.

  Isadora saw that her grandmother was sorry for trying to cheer her up, and she felt bad for snapping at her.

  "Fine, whatever," Isadora said, crossing her arms, which caused her breasts to be pressed together even tighter.

  'Stupid fat tits. How am I supposed to fight monsters with these things,' Isadora thought, not realizing her blouse buttons were straining to keep her massive breasts inside her top.

  Yvette smiled at her granddaughter's moodiness. She remembered getting moody when she was pregnant with Elizabeth, and she hoped that the ritual might succeed in making Isadora a mother.

  "So, since you have the day off, would you like to join me for a walk around the manor?" Yvette asked.

  "A walk? Sure, I could use the fresh air," Isadora said, her massive hips and big bubble butt jiggling as she walked toward her grandma. With her wider hips caused them to sway side to side with each step.

  'Why is this happening? Ugh, and why am I walking like this? Is the fat moving to my hips?'

  Yvette was watching her granddaughter, and her eyes were locked on the younger woman's hips.

  "You're walking a bit funny," Yvette said, a grin appeared on her face.

  "What, no, I'm not," Isadora said, gring at her grandma.

  'Come on! Don't sway like that, Isadora. Just move like normal.'

  Yvette was enjoying seeing her granddaughter trying to walk normally.

  "Sure, dear, let's go," Yvette said, heading for the exit.

  "Okay, and can we stop by the kitchen? I'm a bit hungry," Isadora said, walking behind her grandma and her big bubble butt and her wide childbearing hips jiggling as she moved.

  'I can't believe my body is like this. It's so unfair. Why am I cursed with such a massive ass? Why can't I have a nice ft butt or have a smaller rack? Why can't I have normal hips?... Wait, does my body need wider hips to push the baby out of my womb? But, if the baby dies, then my body should go back to normal, right?'

  "Katrina, can you please have some food prepared for Isadora and me. We will be going for a walk," Yvette ordered.

  "Yes, Midy," Katrina said, rushing away to make food.

  Isadora walked out the door and into the gardens. The garden had the flowers blooming, and the scent was calming. The lovely scent was causing her body to rex, and her stomach was aching with hunger.

  "Wow, the smell is amazing," Isadora said, taking a deep breath.

  "It is. This is the perfect weather for a stroll. Let's walk to the pond," Yvette said, walking forward.

  "Okay, fine," Isadora growled, hating the changes her body was going through, mostly because her body reminded her that it needed a lot of food.

  "There you go with that scowl again... Dear, you look lovely, I don't know, you keep looking at yourself that way," Yvette said, as she led them down the pathway.

  "Grandmother, this is serious. I look ridiculous. This outfit is too tight, and the Sacred Water is doing something to my body. I didn't even think twice before stuffing my face at the table. A-And it wasn't enough. My belly should have been full, but instead, I wanted more. I-I didn't eat like a person, I ate like an animal. I-I've never done anything like that. And now, I'm starving, and I can't stop thinking about food. It's all I can think about. I can't even look at the flowers without comparing the scents to food. The lilies smell like cake, and the roses smell like pie, and the orchids smell like chicken and fish, and the tulips smell like beef," Isadora expined, her voice slowly sounding like seductive moaning as she spoke.

  Yvette had a knowing smile on her face.

  'Gods, her hormones are all over the pce... This is great. I hope the pregnancy works.'

  "I can understand your hunger and the changes to your body, but there's no reason for you to be sad. You're possibly carrying the next generation of our family. And the more you listen to your body's needs, the higher the chance is that you'll succeed in the pregnancy. And besides, the only fat that my mother and I struggled to get rid of was our breasts. So, once this is over, you'll just have to deal with a few extra pounds in your chest," Yvette said, patting her granddaughter's back.

  Isadora was still grumbling, and they reached the pond, and she looked at her reflection.

  "See, dear, you look beautiful," Yvette said.

  "I'm a balloon," Isadora compined, looking at her massive DD-Cups and her wide childbearing hips that fred out her long skirt.

  "No, dear, you look like a mother," Yvette said, sitting down on the bench.

  Isadora looked at her reflection and saw a woman with wide childbearing hips and a massive rack, and her stomach wasn't showing signs of pregnancy yet. But it did gain a cute yer of fat on her stomach, and her ass was much rounder and bigger.

  'Haah... I-I need to be strong. Yeah!... This annoying business will only st for a week or two, and then I can focus on training and being an adventurer. I-I can do this. All I have to do is be patient and remember my training from Master Michelle... Find my center... And take a deep breath.'

  Isadora closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and her chest began to rise as her lungs expanded. She exhaled and felt her body rexing until a button popped off her blouse.

  "A-Ah," Isadora gasped, opening her eyes.

  "Dear, what's wrong?" Yvette asked, as she looked at her granddaughter.

  "T-That damn Sacred Water," Isadora said, looking down and seeing a button rolling on the ground, and her breasts were trying to pop free.

  'N-No... I can't allow that. My boobs are too big.'

  She covered her massive DD-Cup breasts with her arms, and the two massive orbs were trying to squeeze their way free.

  "Oh?... Well, it looks like we need to get you some new clothes sooner than we thought... Come on. Let's get your new measurements, so Miss Katrina can go buy them for you," Yvette said, leading them away.

  'S-Stupid body! No! My body was fine before I took that stupid Sacred Water. My chest was perfectly normal. I was the perfect size, my waist was thin, and my butt was firm. And now, I look ridiculous... I know what I'll do. I'll train myself to not be so hungry. Yes, I'll start eating less and doing more exercise, and then this extra fat will come off. That way, when my miscarriage comes, I'll have my nice, fit body back. Yeah, that's the—'

  *GROAN!*

  Isadora's stomach let out a loud rumble, breaking the silence and pulling her back from her swirling thoughts. A familiar unease settled in, reminding her of the persistent hunger that had been gnawing at her. She sighed, feeling the weight of her cravings pressing down on her.

  "Ugh... M-Maybe I can figure out a training pn ter," Isadora mumbled, her body craving for more food.

  "Hmm, is everything alright?" Yvette asked, not hearing what her granddaughter mumbled.

  "It's nothing," Isadora said as she hoped that snacking on something would help her stomach settle down.

  And this is how Isadora's days went as each day went by, with her cravings never slowing down, and her body continued to grow bigger.