This is another saga with medieval/fantasy themes that I started to write years ago. Sooner or later I will finish it. As always I hope you'll enjoy the read



The Guy & The Witch
 
In a medieval village, a lonely young man was walking down the street to start his job. It was so early in the morning that even the sun had to show up yet and it was really cold. The young man hated to wake up so early in the morning, but he didn’t have any other choice, he had to contribute with his work or his family would have sent him away from their home.
 
His family was poor, both his parents were the sixth child in their own families, so they didn’t inherit lands or wealths. They married young and started to have children shortly after and they never stopped.
 
The young man, like his parents, was their sixth child, but unlike his other brothers and sisters, he was never truly loved or respected. He was born prematurely and his family thought that he would have die shortly after, they didn’t give him even a name, naming him simply Boy. But, somehow he survived his childhood, even if with great suffering and struggles.
 
Because of his troublesome birth, Boy grew up weaker than his siblings, so much that at eighteen years old he looked more like a teen. He was seen as a burden from almost his whole family. Not being able to performs hard works in the fields, Boy had to settle working as a shepherd for the village.
 
With the sun rising, Boy started his hard day of work, bringing the seven sheeps of the village to the pastures. Near those grasslands there was an old wood, where usully the woodsmen went to gather firewood, among them there was one of Boy’s brothers.
 
The day continued without problems, until the sun started to set and Boy decided to go back with the herd. In that same moment, from the wood, the woodsmen walked back as well, almost all of them were carrying the results of their day of work. All but one, Boy shivered when he saw him.
 
He was one of the most seasoned woodsmen of the whole village, he had a body so strong and big that in the shadows he could look like a bear. But that day he looked like a spirit, his skin was almost white and there were big dark circles under his eyes. He continued to walk back to the village breathlessly, his eyes seemed empty of any life, but somehow he showed a blissful smile.
 
Boy couldn’t look away from that poor, but seemingly happy, soul. Then he saw his brother, Marcus, talking briefly with that ill man. Even when he talked, te white man seemed tired but at the same time excited. After that, Marcus walked away with a confused face.
At the village, Boy returned the sheeps to their owners and slowly walked back to his crowded home. As he moved closer to the door of his home, Boy could already hear the noises of preparations for their modest dinner. He opened the door and was welcome mostly by indifference and the noises of his younger siblings and nephews.
 
Boy’s mother was in her early forties and she was heavily pregnant with her seventeenth baby. She was not really a beautiful woman, years of struggles and pregnancies made her look older that she really was, with saggy breasts and a thin figure. Three of Boy’s older siblings, still lived with them even if they already started a family of their own. Indeed, one of his older sisters and his brother’s wife, were pregnant as well, but not so close to give birth like Boy’s mother.
 
Boy’s father looked at him while he was sitting on their dining table “Did you bring it home?” he asked refering to Boy’s daily pay, a jug full of goat’s milk. “Yes father!” Boy answered handing the jug to his parent. “Then you can sit and eat something…” his father said with indifference. Boy sat far away from his parents and waited for the food at the dining table, he hoped he could eat enough for that night. Even at the dining table his parents had favourite children, today it was the turn of Boy’s two younger siblings, Marcus one year younger than him and soon to be married with the miller’s daughter and Teresa, two years younger than Boy.
 
Teresa was the most beautiful of all his sisters, something that even Boy’s parents knew it and they hoped to give her hand in marriage to a rich merchant. She was also the only one to show affection for Boy, so he was happy that, at least, their parents were treating her well enough.
 
The dinner was pure chaos and Boy was not able to eat any of the stew’s meat. But something else was bothering him, the memory of the white woodsman was tormenting him with curiosity. He knew that his brother Marcus talked briefly with him and luckily, today Marcus was just in front of him on their dining table.
 
Boy reached out on the table and whispered to his brother “Hey Marcus…today I saw one of your friends all white in face…you talked with him, what he told you…?” he asked hopeful to satisfy his curiosity. His brother Marcus looked at him annoyed “What…?! Ooh…he was just stuttering, he talked about a woman and something like the best time of his life. Anyway nothing you should care about!” he admonished Boy always whispering.
 
Boy was pretty disappointed by his brother’s answer, so after he ate a couple of carrots and potatoes he went to sleep, Boy had a pallet in the small loft of their house, where there was the straw. Boy loved to be alone, no one bothered him and he was able to let off some steam. He never was together with a woman, but he wanted really much.
 
Secretly, Boy admired the most beautiful women of the village, he liked especially the one with soft curves and he loved admiring them when they were pregnant. Maybe it was because, during his life, Boy always saw her mother with a big belly, or maybe it was the thought of what a man could do to a woman, but Boy really loved it.
 
Boy always daydreamed about breeding with the women of the village and admiring their bellies growing with his children. Buti t was only a dream, in reality, no one wanted him. His parents tried to arrange a marriage for him, but even the ugliest woman in their village refused him.
 
When Boy finally heard nothing but silence in his house, he started to untie his pants, today he wanted to use his brother’s pregnant wife for his fantasies, he loved her engorged milky boobs. He was starting to jack off when he heard a creaking noise, quickly he adjusted himself and looked at the ladder of his loft, then silently her sister Teresa appeared.
 
“Hey BB, I have something for you!” she smiled at Boy, showing him some bread and a piece of dry meat “You didn’t eat enough today!” she continued scolding her older brother. “Teresa, you shouldn’t have done that! What if mom or dad will find it out?! You’ll be in troubles! Don’t worry about me, I’m fine!” Boy tried to reassure his sister.
 
“Don’t bullshit me BB, now move aside!” Teresa said moving next to Boy on his pallet. For some reason, Teresa liked to sleep next to Boy, during many nights, they warmed each other and she loved to cuddle on his brother’s thin body. “C’mon, now eat!” she said again while laying next to him.
 
Gratefully, Boy started to eat silently the stock that Teresa gave him, it was enough to satisfy his poor stomach, then he laid next to his sister. “You should no longer come here Teresa….you’re too old and soon you’ll find a husband. We are not children anymore…” Boy tried to convince his sister. “I’m not even engaged yet, I can do whatever I want!” Teresa retorted before leaning on his brother’s body.
 
Boy could feel it, his sister’s body really matured in the last year. Her compact breasts got pretty big and they were pushing against his arm and chest. Her booty and thighs got plump while her hips widened. She was the perfect example of a young, beautiful fertile woman, but for Boy she remained her little sweet sister, the only one he cared about in his family “Alright…but this will be the last time…” he said grumbling silently. “Hehehe, yeah yeah, as you say…” Teresa smiled, resting her head on Boy’s shoulder, then both of them fell asleep peacefully.
 
The next day he woke up early as usual, then Boy shook gently her sister “I twill be better if you return in your bed. I have to go now, see ya…” he said before kissing slightly Teresa’s forehead. She smiled softly, still pretty sleepy “See you later…” she said before Boy disappeared down the ladder.
Like every day, he brought the herd to the pastures and then he waited for the day to pass. Later in the morning, he saw the woodsmen walking in the wood as always, but he noticed that the white man was missing. Boy wondered if something happened to him, but he shook off the thought and he continued his work as usual.
 
At the sunset, he started to slowly walk home after another boring day, his mind was already set on what his family was preparing for dinner. Then he heard someone calling for him from behind, the woodsmen were returning as well “Hey Boy! Take your brother and bring him at home!” his brother Marcus was supported by the one that called him.
 
Marcus was in the same condition as the other woodsman the day before. He was pale, with big dark circles under his eyes, but somehow he showed a satisfied smile. Boy rushed to help his younger brother “Marcus! Are you alright?! What happened?!” he asked while helping Marcus to walk. “I will take care of the herd, bring him home!” Marcus’s friend told Boy, then shortly after he walked away, leaving the two siblings alone.
 
Marcus looked at Boy, showing a gentle smile “Brother…you can’t understand…she was beautiful….my friend told me about her yesterday…but I didn’t want to believe him….but then I got too curious….I curse myself for not believing him the first time! It was the best moment of my life! Her body…my god…I’ve never been with a woman like her….! I can’t live without her! And she want to fuck me again! All I have to do….is to send her another man…then she’ll be again with me….” It seemed like Marcus was daydreaming with a high flu.
 
They both continued to walk frantically, they were pretty close to their house “Boy! Brother….you have to see her for me! Tell her that I was the one to send you to her! You won’t regret it brother! Go in the woods!” he continued to rave moments before they entered in their house. “Father! Mother! Marcus is not feeling well! Help, please!” Boy called for help.
 
His parents and his older siblings, rushed to help Marcus, that now was just mumbling nonsense. Boy’s mother started to cry seeing one of her favourite children in such a pitiful state. No one cared about Boy, that slowly, walked out the door, looking in direction of the woods. “Where are you going?!” a girlish voice asked him, it was Teresa, the only one that noticed Boy walking out the house.
 
He slowly turned to face his dear sister “I need to understand what happened to Marcus….maybe, if I’ll find out something, it will help us to cure him….and maybe…mom and dad will think that I’m useful at something…” Boy said with his trembling voice. Teresa’s eyes were full of tears, but she didn’t want to stop his brother against his will, she knew that, deep in his soul, he only wanted to be loved by their parents “Please BB…just be careful and come back home…” she simply said with Boy’s same trembling voice.
 
He gave her a positive hint with his head, then he walked back, directed into the woods. The sun was almost gone when Boy arrived to the beginning of the trees. He was distressed, because he was afraid of what was waiting for him in the woods and because he lied to his sister. Sure he wanted the praises of his family, but he was there mostly because he wanted to satisfy his curiosity. His brother Marcus also talked about a beautiful woman and it seemed like she was searching other males.
 
Boy knew that she was probably the cause of his brother’s illness, but at the same time, he hoped it was just a coincidence and he wanted to try his chances with that misterious woman. He contined to walk deeper in the woods until all he could see around him was pure darkness, the thick branches of the trees, full of leaves didn’t let any light from the moon or the stars. Boy started to panic, continuing to look around for a way out of that nightmare.
 
Suddenly, he noticed a fleeble light between the trees on his right, probably it was a campfire. It was a little far away, but Boy for sure that he could reach it in five minutes or so. He was tired, but he didn’t want to stop now that he was so close to find out the secret of those woods. Boy was now close enough to see the campfire and next to it there was what seemed a gipsy carriage with two horses.
 
Then, a loud lament came from inside the carriage “Ooh Lord give me strenght! I should still have time…! I won’t let you have your way!” a feminine voice said in pain. Boy was confused, he expected to find someone or something dangerous, not to find someone in danger. He walked carefully in front at the closed carriage’s door, there was some light even inside of it.
 
After a moment of silence, Boy encouraged himself and called the woman inside the gipsy carriage “Excuse me Madam, do you need any help? I heard your laments….I was looking for you because…because…” Boy stopped, he wanted to tell her the right thing, then he remembered hi brother’s words “…because my brother told me you wanted to see other ma-“ Boy stopped again, but this time because the woman opened her carriage’s door.
 
Boy remained speechless looking at the womanly figure illuminated by the light behind her. Boy couldn’t see her clearly, but she had clearly soft curve sas she was fairly large. “Ooh my poor dear! You did such a dangerous thing to come to me in such darkness, but I must thank you! You arrived just in the moment I most need help! Please come inside my humble dwelling!” the woman said in a overly sweet voice and moving back inside.
 
The young man, reassured by her voice, slowly walked inside the carriage “My thanks madam!” he said while his eyes adjusted to the light inside. “You’re welcome my dear…” the woman said panting, probably still in pain. Now Boy was finally able to see her, in front o him there was a beautiful woman, probably in her late thirty, her skin was browish and incredibly smooth looking. She had long black hair, gathered together in a long braid, golden eyes and a sweet but confident smile.
 
Boy looked so much at her enchanting face that, at first, he didn’t notice the rest of her body, only when she moved, his gaze descended on her body. Boy got shocked almost immediately, the woman in front of him was hugely pregnant, she was way bigger than any other woman that he saw in his whole life. It was like she was overdue with three or four babies, Boy could understand it even if she was wearing a large dress and her bustier exalted incredibly her already engorged, huge boobs.
 
“I am happy that your brother sent you to me…you know…” she said moving next to a red candle, that she then ignited “…I just wanted to let off some steam…” she smirked looking at Boy, then her hands moved to untie her bustier. She did it pretty swiftly, her boobs were now free from the bustier’s grip, but they didn’t move much down her chest, they were in another league compared to the saggy breats of Boy’s mother.
 
The woman then continued unbottoning her dress on the front. After a dozen bottoms opened, she simply let her dress slip down her huge figure. Boy was now seeing her in all her naked glory, her belly was huge as he expected, with slight visible veins over her skin and an almost outie navel. As she noticed the big bulge in Boy’s pants, she started to move closer to him, until one of her hands touched his pulsating bulge.
 
“Do you want me?” she asked with a sensual voice. “Y-yes madam..!” Boy squeaked, too excited to speak with his normal voice, it was like his greatest dream was in front of him, a beautiful pregnant goddess wanted to have sex with him. She smiled again “Then take off your clothes and lay down on my be- AAUUGHH!” she shouted, Boy was already starting to take off his pants when the woman stopped her sentence in pain.
 
He looked worried at the naked woman in front of him, she was slightly bent on herself and her hands were on her belly. “Madam, are you alright…?” Boy asked with his hard cock now exposed. The woman didn’t wait to answer his question, she directly pushed him on her bed “I need you! NOW!” she sounded desperate.
 
As the unknown woman crawled on top of him, Boy finally understood the reason of her desperation, her belly was bulging frantically, as something way bigger than a normal baby was squirming to probably find a way out of that belly. Unexpectedly, that sight didn’t scare  Boy, it only made him more excited, he always desired to feel a baby moving inside a pregnant belly and now in front of him there was one moving like a storm.
 
Before he could say anything, the worried expecting mother, grabbed his stiff cock, inserting it in her plump, warm pussy then she finally sat on him with all her weight. His cock went all the way up her birth canal, poking her cervix with the tip of his cock. Meanwhile, with her hands on her huge belly, she was trying to contain her unborn child’s movements “Calm down! You are going nowhere! Ugh…ooh lord!” she lamented as her child continued to kick and squirm.
 
Then, as she was fighting the pain, she felt Boy’s gentle hands of her belly. Her pregnant belly was so big that it was resting on Boy’s chest, her navel was almost in front of his face. Looking down, she couldn’t even see his face, but she heard his moans in pure bliss, as he moved his hands to feel the wild monster inside her womb, then he moaned louder as she squeezed his cock inside her tight pussy.
 
“My oh my! You really like my forms…! I heard men screaming for much less than this, but you’re really loving this!” she was delighted feeling the excitement of the young man underneath her. “This feels awesome! You are awesome!” Boy said continuing to rub her huge pregnant belly, feeling the life inside it moving wildly. He couldn’t resist anymore, so he raised his head and started to kiss and lick her bulging belly, his hips started to move as well, thrusting slowly her now wet pussy.
 
“Hehehe, maybe tonight I found someone worthy!” she laughed softly, starting to swing her hips and helping Boy’s thrustes. He continued to moan loudly as the woman was now moving in harmony with him, with each thrust he poked her cervix, sending a thrill of pleasure down his spine. Boy was amazed and excited by all the movements he felt with his hands and on his chest “Madam…if I may ask…how many babies sre you expecting?” he asked to satisfy his curiosity.
 
“Mmmh, you really like it, don’t you? If you really wanna know it, I’m expecting one lonely baby, a girl. I think she likes you.” The pregnant woman grinned seeing one of the bulges on her belly moving down to Boy’s face. “You really think so madam??” he asked looking at her belly still wiggling.
 
Boy continued to admire the movements of that huge, wild unborn baby girl and he imagined that he was the one to breed that gipsy woman, that he was her father “Who’s your daddy?!” Boy asked in pure ecstasy, lost in his imagination. Now his hands were moving deeper and faster to feel the baby’s features and every single movement she tried to do, his hips moved faster, thrusting the gipsy woman deeper inside her.
 
She was really enjoying herself, her pussy was now drooling thanks to the efforts and passion of her young lover and all that excitement was making her nipples dripping with creamy milk, that slowly, was running down her belly. Boy didn’t overlook it and frantically, he started to lick the drops of milk from her underbelly.
 
The woman laughed wryly watching the young man trying to sip her little drops of milk on her belly “Why are you licking that little thing when you can have the main course?” she asked rolling their bodies upside down, now she was laying on her bed, while Boy was resting on her belly, with his cock still inside her.
 
“Serve yourself young man, you’ve earned it!” she said squeezing slightly her giggling engorged boobs. The gipsy woman was honest about it, Boy was probably the most euphoric man that really wanted to fuck her, the minimum that she could do was letting him breastfeed from her milky boobs.
 
He didn’t wait another word, so he started to suck eagerly one of her nipples. A river of warm, creamy milk ran down his throat and filling his stomach. It was really sweet and rich, it also made him more energetic, so much that he started to thrust her with even more hyperbole.
 
Their bodies slapped together one against the other with each powerful thrust, even for the wild baby girl inside the woman’s womb that was too much movement, as her mother’s belly shook up and down with every strong movement. Boy continued to play with her boobs using his hands and squeezing a huge amount of milk all round them.
 
The two of them were now moaning together, giving each other pleasure. Boy was close to shoot his load deep inside the gipsy woman, she could feel it, so she wrapped her legs around his waist. “It was incredibly satisfying my sweet dear, but now it’s time to end this!” She whispered with a strange smile on her face.
 
Anyway she was right, shortly after, Boy finally shooted his huge load of cum directly against her cervix, moaning as never before in his life, it was splendid! But after that moment of pure bliss, Boy got totally exhausted, he never felt so much tired even after his hardest days at work with the herm, chasing all the time those damn sheeps.
 
Maybe that was the same illness that was oppressing his brother Marcus and his friend. Suddenly, Boy started to panic as his body slided down next to the gipsy woman’s pregnant body. She had a very satisfied face and her belly now looked quiet and normal like any other pregnant belly but stll with an abnormal size.
 
Then as she was just rubbing it, her belly started to glow, many little runes started to appear around her skin, forming six glowing circles. Even the gipsy lady was amazed by that sight “This can’t be! Did I fulfill completely this month’s pact?? I still needed three other souls…unless…” the woman looked at the young man next to her, still dead tired after their sexual intercourse. He didn’t show any sign of the curse that damaged the other two men.
 
“Mmmh, you must really be special….tell me young man, what’s your name? Who is your family?” she asked with a seemingly benevolent smile. “Huff..huff…my name is simply Boy, madam….I’m the sixth child of a poor family…huff…my parents, just like me, were both the sixth child in their own family…so…I don’t think there is anything special in me…” he said still panting for the fatigue.
But the gipsy woman didn’t agree with me “Ooh My! The sixth child of two sixth children! You have a very special connection with a number very important for me! My name is Yaga, tell me Boy…would you like to travel with me? You’ll never have to worry again in your life to work…or satisfy someone who doesn’t love you...” she looked in his eyes continuing to smile, it was like she was reading his mind.
 
“And what should I do for you Madam? I-I mean Yaga…” Boy asked doubtful. Before Yaga could answer she started to moan softly, in front of their eyes, her belly was shrinking from being overdue with four babies to being overdue with a single normal baby, the runes disappeared shortly after.
 
Yaga returned with her gaze on Boy “I will let you fuck me all the times you’ll desire.” She answered Boy’s question with a charming smile. It was the opportunity of a lifetime, but before he accepted Yaga’s propose, Boy’s thoughts went to his ill brother Marcus and sweet sister Teresa. “Madam, what will happen to my brother? Can you do something for him? Please!” at least he wanted to try saving him.
 
“I’m sorry my sweet dear, but he’s done for…in a couple of days he will die…you can do nothing about it…all you can do now is enjoying your new life with me…” Yaga said before moving to kiss Boy with passion, placing one of his hands on her pregnant belly.
 
Suddenly, all Boy’s thoughts vanished as he kissed back Yaga “I’m all yours madam!” he said getting excited once again. “Hehehe, let’s move on…daddy!” Yaga said with a grin of victory on her face. That same night Yaga’s gipsy carriage proceeded across Boy’s old village, directed to a new place.
 
As they passed next to his old house, Boy’s mind went to his dear sister Teresa, he was sorry, he couldn’t have kept his promise to return home for her. But he knew that Teresa had a bright future in front of her and he hoped she would forget him soon enough. “Goodbye little sister…it’s time for the both of us to start a new exciting life!” Boy said embracing Yaga from behind and rubbing her pregnant belly.
 
Indeed he had no idea of which strange and exciting events he would witness.

The Guy and the Witch: Hidden Desire

A soft morning light entered inside a gipsy carriage throught the door’s window, lighting up the face of a sleeping young man, named Boy. He was laying in the carriage’s bed, under a heavy blanket, next to his mistress, a woman in her late thirty, named Yaga.

Slowly, Boy opened his eyes, looking around in the carriage, it was time to move in another town. Usually, they remained near a town or a village for a week or even less if their presence was noticed too much. It was essential for the kind of services that Yaga offered.

Eight months before, when he started his journey with Yaga, Boy learned very quickly how she made a living. Yaga was a witch and she was able to make many potions and sorceries for all the necessities and demands. Boy’s role was to walk between the common people, glorifying Yaga’s good deeds and powers, but always keeping a low profile. That way, they were able to lure three or four people almost in every town that they passed by.

It was now time to move in another area, thanks to the last payments that Yaga earned, they would have been able to travel smoothly for a week, stopping only to buy supplies. Still pretty sleepy, Boy turned his head, looking at the still peacefully sleeping Yaga. She was snoring softly on her side, her face pointed towards Boy. Even in her sleep she was incredibly beautiful, the soft morming light made it stand out her brownish skin and black hair.

Boy smiled, thinking how lucky he was that a woman like her chose him as her lover and assistant, then he tried to get up. But he stopped almost instantly as he felt that something heavy wasp inning him to bed. Carefully, Boy lifted the blanket to see what was blocking him.

Under the warm cover, he and Yaga were both naked and Boy smiled again as he found out what was holding him to bed. It was Yaga’s hugely pregnant belly that was resting on top of his chest and belly. That was probably Yaga’s most unique trait, an apparently never ending pregnancy.

She always looked overdue with a very big baby, but the first time that Boy met her, she was way bigger than her normal form. Back then, Yaga looked pregnant with three or four overdue babies in size and something bigger than a normal baby was thrashing inside her womb, eager to come out. But, somehow, after they had sex that night, Boy never saw Yaga that big and he never felt her ‘child’ moving that violently again.

Sometimes, during long periods of abstinence due to their journeys or the amount of Yaga’s work, her belly seemed to expand slightly. But those moments never lasted more than a week and after they had sex, all always seemed to go back to normal. For Boy’s amazement, Yaga was incredibly lustful and he was incredibly grateful for that, fucking her all the times Boy craved, even if after every intercourse he felt dead tired.

Still in the bed and pinned down by Yaga’s belly, Boy continued to admire her beautifully gravid womb and splendid naked body with a lustful smile. One of his hands caressed softly Yaga’s smooth belly, it always felt so warm, even during the cold months of that period. With his hand, Boy felt Yaga’s big baby moving lazily inside her, causing his cock to get hard, rubbing against her legs.

Now completely excited, Boy targeted Yaga’s tits, that were fully engorged of milk after a whole night and were just in front of his face. For many mornings Boy’s breakfast consisted of Yaga’s breast milk as beverage, so he didn’t find any problem to start sucking one of her nipples. He also hoped to make her wake up softly and in the right mood to have an early fuck.

Indeed, because her nipple was stimulated so much, Yaga opened slowly her eyes, showing a kinky smile, “Oooh my, good morning! It seems like someone woke up already excited.” Yaga said, feeling Boy’s hard cock against her legs. They looked each other in the eyes, as Boy continued to suck eagerly Yaga’s engorged milky tit with her smiling sweetly at him.

She knew excatly what he wanted and she enjoyed to tease and play with him, so Yaga started to rub slowly her soft leg against Boy’s hard cock, “You didn’t have enough last night??” she asked seductively. “I’ll never have enough of you madam!” Boy answered, letting a drop of milk running down one side of his mouth, “I want to take you so bad madam! My cock is so hard that it hurts! Also, there would be no better way to start the morning that to feel me inside you!” Boy continued to say, with his words rushing out of his mouth for the excitement.

“Mmmh, I admire your passion, my sweet Boy. But, we need to move. We can’t let the people of this area to ask too many questions. Now ride, ride for me, my sweet love. Ride until the sun will set and I promise you that tonight you’ll feel the heaven!” Yaga said, kissing with passion Boy’s lips. They twisted their tongues in each other mouth, continuing their lustful kiss for various minutes.

Then Yaga stopped quietly the kiss and still smiling at Boy she said “Now go my sweet love. I will wait for you tonight.”. Boy didn’t need to hear anything else, as always her words enchanted him. She then carefully turned her body, freeing him from her belly that now was up in the air. Finally, Boy got up, putting then on his usual shepherd’s clothes and a coat to shield himself from the cold outside.

He proceeded all day, spurring the two horses to pull the carriage along the paths across countrysides and woods. During all the day, Boy heard Yaga inside the carriage while she was probably preparing new potions to sell at the next village.

Finally, the sun started to set, it was time to hide the carriage and rest. Luckily, Boy noticed an area with thick vegetation not so far from them, in that place they would have been safe and the horses could have eaten and drunk thanks to a creek that was there. Boy was completely chilly because of the long trip, but he entered in the carriage showing anyway his best smile.

As he closed the door behind him, he looked at Yaga that was standing next to the carriage’s little dining table, “W-we’re hidden m-madam!” Boy said trembling for the cold. “Oooh my hero! Excellent work! Now come, come here. Drink some wine and eat some cheese and smoked meat!” she said lighting a couple of candles.

Almost instantly a spicy scent spreaded all inside the carriage, relaxing and energizing at the same time the tired Boy. Yaga continued to look the young man sensually, “Then, when you’ll have eaten and drunk enough…I’ll let you experience heaven!” she said, opening her nightgown and exposing her hugely gravid and naked body.

Yaga’s skin was shining, thanks to the light of the candles and to some special oil, that she rubbed over all her body before he entered inside the carriage. As always, Boy’s cock got hard only looking at her older lover and he rushed to eat and drink what Yaga prepared for him. The young man didn’t want to waste time, as he wanted to fuck that pregnant goddess as soon as possible. Giggling at that sight, Yaga layed sensually on their bed, spreading her legs with her pussy already drooling, ready for another busy night.

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Two months passed, the climate was finally changing, warming up with the first signs of spring. Boy and Yaga continued with their lifes, moving close to new towns and villages every week. Right now it was the turn of a fishermen’s village in front of the sea, it was their fourth day in that area and Yaga already made potions for six people. A record for her, but luckily in villages so superstitious like this one, her services were always welcome, mostly to cure pains or drive away the bad luck with amulets.

As always, the first day that they arrived, Boy walked between the people in their square, where it was taking place a little open-air market. He only needed to speak half hour before two people walked outside the village to meet Yaga at the carriage. Boy continued to walk and whisper about Yaga’s powers all day and when the villagers started to put away their stands, he felt like his work that day was finished.

Boy was coming back happily to his campsite, unconcerned of a figure that was drawing near behind him. A hand grabbed gently Boy’s arm, calling his attention. The hand that stopped him belonged to one of the saleswomen, a chubby woman, shorter than Boy and probably in her late twenty, “I’m sorry to stop you sir, but while you were walking between the stands I hear you. Is it true?? Your mistress has really the powers you talked about??” the chubby woman asked with teary eyes.

Looking at that woman, Boy wondered what problem she could have to look so desperate, he really felt sorry for her, “Yes ma’am, I was not lying. What’s the problem that is bothering you?” Boy asked kindly. The woman, named Martha, then started to cry, explaining what she was looking for. She was a married woman, but in ten years of marriage, she was unable to conceive a single child for his husband, one of the fishermen of the village. It was something that her husband desired passionately, because he wanted heirs to help him and continue his job.

Boy didn’t really know if Yaga could help her, but he reassured the chubby Martha anyway. While still crying, she thanked him, then she kindly asked Boy to request his mistress’s help. Unfortunately, she could’t go herself to Yaga’s carriage outside the village, because the morning she sold the fish and during the afternoon, she used to stay at home with her husband before he went to work during the night. Martha was also incredibly afraid of the darkness, so she was unable to visit Yaga in the evening.

Once again, Boy sweetly agreed to talk with Yaga about her, returning then to their campsite outise the village. During that evening, Boy explained Martha’s request to Yaga, she was in a good mood after a first fruitful day in that area, so she listened Boy’s report quietly. When he finally ended it, Yaga’s eyes showed some interest, mostly because after a long time, someone was asking her something more complicated than a potion against pains.

“It is possible for me to cure temporarely infertility, but that potion is pretty expensive and i twill work only once. If she has the coins and she is willing to pay, I’ll have no complaint and I’ll help her gladly.” Yaga explained calmly to Boy. Obviously he knew that her services were not free, but Boy couldn’t help himself from feeling sorry for that chubby woman, he was not sure if she had the money to pay Yaga’s potion.

During the second day in the fishermen’s village, Boy went to express Yaga’s price to Martha. A price that was without any doubt beyond her possibilities and that made her eyes tear once again in front of Boy. But, amazingly, Martha handed out to Boy a little sack full of coins, “I know it’s not enough, but these are all my secret savings. I am willing to give you whatever you want! I’ll do whatever you want!” Martha said withdrawing her tears and trying to show her resove.

Then, she took a a little wooden box under fish’s stand, “Inside this box there is a statuette that one of my ancestors made, it’s been in my family for generations, maybe it could cover the cost of your mistress’s services!” the chubby woman continued to said, trying to convince Boy and maybe herself. Boy wasn’t sure about that proposal, but in the end he decided to try, “I’ll see what I can do ma’am…” he said, taking the attempted payment before returning to Yaga.

Back at the campsite, Boy’s pregnant lover was not impress by the amount of coins inside the little bag, “Yeah, I don’t think so…with these coins all she can buy is a potion against hair loss…I am sorry sweety, but I don’t help people for free.” Yaga said, moving her attention to the preparation of other paid amulets and potions.

“Wait madam, there is still this statuette, maybe it will be worth something!” Boy said, trying to show his and Martha’s last card. He opened the little box, displaying what seemed to be a sea goddess’s little statue encrusted in dirt, salt and dead corals. Yaga looked at the statuette with disbelief, “Really? You think that this thing could be worth something?” she said, grabbing the little statue to inspect it.

Yaga was starting to look pretty pissed by Boy’s interruptions and attempts to accept Martha’s payment. “Look Boy, I know that sometimes you get carried away by your enthusiasm to help people. But I’m not like you, if someone ask me something I demand to be paid my worth. Something that I use to buy other materials and to maintain the both of us. So maybe, be grateful and don’t bother me no more.” Yaga said tossing the statuette inside the box.

Boy was ashamed by Yaga’s words and sorry for the end of Martha’s dream. But, at least, he wanted to give back the payment to that humble woman. He was about to close the little box, when he noticed that the statuette cracked, revealing something sparkling beneath its surface, “Madam, look!” Boy said taking out the statue to show it to Yaga. She turned, showing him an angry face which, however disappeared when she noticed what Boy wanted to show her.

Beneath all the dirt, the statuette was made of gold, Martha was in possession of a small fortune without being aware of it. Looking at the little golden statue, Yaga showed a slimy smile, “Well….this change everything. I’ll glady accept this woman’s humble offer. You can go and inform her that she’ll receive her fertility’s potion in a couple of days, it’s complicated to make, so I need time. That’s all sweety.” Yaga said, smiling warmly at Boy that was surprised by her sudden mood’s swing.

But anyway he was happy for that change of events, that same day Boy went to tell Martha the good news, obviusly making her cry tears of joy. She was more than happy to wait, after all two days were nothing compared to ten years. The evening of the fourth day, Martha’s fertility potion was ready, “Alright baby, the potion is done. Stunningly we earned really good money from this area, so I think that tomorrow morning we can move to a new village without regrets.” Yaga said, plugging a little phial.

Then she turned to Boy, “You can deliver this to your little friend right now, I don’t want to waste any time tomorrow morning. Now, there are a couple of important things you’ll have to inform her, this potion will work only once, it will not work a second time if she’ll try to ration it. Also its effect it’s delimited for one hour, if she wants to conceive then she has to have sex within that hour after she’ll drink the potion. It will make her incedibly horny, with the only purpose of breeding at all costs, if during that hour she’ll have sex and she’ll no more feel horny, then it will mean that she conceived successfully. To end, the results of this potion will depend on by her husband’s virility, she might end up having multiple babies, if she’s lucky.” Yaga finished to explain, before handing the phial to Boy.

“Now go my sweet Boy, I will wait for you…” Yaga said, rubbing sensually her hands over her pregnant body, before she sent Boy to the village. Outside it was already dark, grey clouds covered the stars in the sky, making the path to the village even harder than usual. Boy continued to walk thanks to a little lantern, moving closer and closer to the village. On the sea Boy could see many little lights of the fishermen that were working during that night, just like Martha’s husband, it was a fashinating spectacle.

Boy continued to move towards the coast, slightly outside the main village, where there was Martha’s house. She showed him where it was so that Boy could deliver the potion to her even during the night. Now he was close enough to even see the light through the shutter windows of the house, so carefully, Boy moved in front of the house’s door, knocking gently.

Almost instantly, Boy heard a woman’s frightened scream coming from inside the house. “Ma’am, please calm down! It’s me Boy! I have here your potion!” he said through the door, trying to not scream himself, Boy didn’t want people to notice him around so late during the night. Luckily, Martha stopped her screams, opening the door while carrying herself a bright lantern, “Oooh, I’m so sorry sir…I didn’t think it was you…sadly during the night, if I’m not sleeping, I’m always afraid of the darness.” she said, letting Boy coming inside her house.

Martha showed Boy the way to the main room of her house, it was used as living room and kitchen, with a lazy fire still burning under the chimney, “Sooo, you brought it?” she asked visibly excited. “Yes ma’am, as we promised.” Boy smiled, handind quietly the phial to a Martha with teary eyes, “Now, my madam told me to warn you ab-“ he tried to explain the potion’s effects, but Boy was immediately taken aback by the sight of a smiling Martha drinking the potion without a second thought.

“Oh no ma’am! What have you done?!” Boy paniced, for Martha’s concern. “What have I done…?” she asked, showing a scared face. “Where is your husband ma’am?? From now you only have one hour before the effects of the potion will fade away forever!” he continued to say, walking frantically around the door, trying to think for a solution. “He’s fishing right now!” Martha answered, startong to panic herself. “There is no way to make him come back to you??” Boy continued to ask, now holding her shoulders to make her keep focus.

“N-no…there is no way…he will return only tomorrow at the dawn…mmmh…ooh my gods! Mmmh! What’s happening to me??” Martha tried to explain before she fell on her knees, her hands started to rub her neither regions, making her moan louder and louder, there were no more hopes. “I’am sorry ma’am…it didn’t have to go this way, when you were so close to achieve your dream…” Boy said heartbroken, then he turned, trying to go away from her.

“Wait! Please! Don’t leave me alone!” Martha begged him, succeeding to stop Boy. “I don’t know what to do ma’am…I should have explained the effects of the potion first, I ruined your only chance to have a child… it’s all my fault!” Boy said, grieving over that situation. Martha remained speechless as she heard Boy’s excuses, only moaning softly, then she raised her gaze, looking at the young man, “Mmmh…If you’re really sorry sir…then please…take my husband’s place!” she implored pitifully.

“What…??” was the only thing that Boy was able to say, he was shocked by Martha request. “At this point…mmmh… I’m willing to do anything sir…give me a child sir…no, Boy….and I and my husband will raise it with love! He will never find out, please!” she continued to beg in a mix of crying and moans, while her wet soaked pussy was drooling all over the floor.

Boy was still speachless, his heart was beating fast, while his mind packed with too many thoughs. It was the first time besides Yaga, that a woman was asking him to have sex with her, not only that, she even wanted his baby, she wanted to breed with him. That thought obviously made Boy incredibly excited, but at the same time, he felt like he was cheating on Yaga, even only thinking about it.

While Boy’s mind was still hesitant, his cock showed all its enthusiasm, bulging Boy’s pants as it got hard. That sight was all Martha needed to smile shyly, “Thank you my sweet Boy…” she said, rolling in a doggy position and exposing her abundant butt and wet pussy. Boy could no more control himself, he walked towards Martha with determined steps, lowering his pants, his hard cock ready for action.

At that point, he was all instinct. Boy kneeled and grabbing Martha’s plump hips, he thrusted her wet soaked pussy. Martha’s loud moan filled the whole room, she moved eagerly her hips, accentuating Boy’s thrustes inside her. Martha’s pussy was different from Yaga’s, it felt like it was embracing Boy’s hard cock, pulsating along all its lenght.

Because of Yaga’s heavy womb, Boy was used to feel his cock poking her cervix with each thrust, but that night, he still didn’t feel the end of Martha’s birth canal. It was something that bothered and excited him at the same time. With each new thrust, he tried to go deeper inside Martha’s pussy, making her moan lustfully, “Oh my gods! Yes! Give me more! Make me a mother, Boy!” she said almost screaming in lust, while her boobs were wobbling, coming out of her dress.

Her words incited Boy to give all he had, so he leaned over Martha’s back, grabbing her swinging boobs with his hands and thrusting her stretched pussy with all his might, finally reaching her cervix with a pleased moan. Like animals, the two improvised partners moved in unison to satisfy their deepest desire, the desire to reproduce.

Slowly, with each new powerful thrust, Martha’s cervix opened, ready to welcome Boy’s baby batter. Then, in a mix of loud moans and the noise of their bodies slapping against each other, they reached together a powerful climax. Boy’s seed inundated Martha’s womb, filling her to the limit.

After the two finally orgasmed together, a deep silence returned inside the room. Slowly, Boy’s conscience came back, making him feel guilty once again. Boy felt as if he had cheated on Yaga and taken advantage of Martha. He stepped back ashamed of himself, pulling out his cock from Martha’s wet pussy, “No….what have I done…? Ma’am…are you alright…?” he asked worried.

Martha’s face was on the floor, while butt was still up in the air, her pussy still twitching for the orgasm, but she was no more moaning. Weakly, she raised her upper body, turning towards Boy, “Y-yeah…I’m feeling better now….I’m no more shaken…” she said, looking pretty confused. Boy’s heart suddenly missed a beat, it didn’t pass a hour from when Martha drank the potion, but her lust was already gone, that only meant that the two of them conceived a baby or even more than one.

Boy trembled in shock, all he wanted was to disappear, “Your wish has been fulfilled….I hope you’ll be happy ma’am…I’m sorry….for everything…” he said, trying to avoid Martha’s eyes, then Boy walked rapidly to the door, ready to vanish in the darkness. But, before he could do it, a hand stopped him from going any further.

It was Martha, that turned Boy to look him directly, “Really? Are you really telling me the truth?” she asked, showing again to Boy her teary eyes. “Yes ma’am….if you’re no more feeling horny it only means that the potion fulfilled its purpose….you just got pregnant…with my child…” he said ruefully, expecting her vicious reaction at any moment.

Boy was expecting anything, but, in the end, Martha’s reaction totally surprised him. “OH MY GODS!! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!” she said jumping to embrace Boy, her arms around his neck, dragging him down. Boy’s face was buried between Martha’s abundant exposed bosom, “Wait…you’re not angry?? But…you wanted a child with your husband and I…ruined everything!” he muffled, clearly enough for her to understand his words.

“Oooh my sweet Boy, you didn’t ruin anything, you saved me!” Martha said, grabbing both sides of Boy’s face, before giving him a grateful kiss. Now he was even more confused, “What do you mean ma’am?” the young man asked doubtfully. “Well, you see…the truth is that my husband wanted to reject me, because I was unable to give him any heir….so he gave me an ultimatum…he gave me time until the new moon to get pregnant….or he would have thrown me on the street…I no more have any parent…so essentially…you saved me.” Martha finished to explain, showing a sweet smile.

After that revelation, Boy suddenly empathized with that chubby woman in front of his eyes. Just like him, Martha had been mistreated and considered useless by her own family. But at least Boy had her dear sister Teresa that cared for him, meanwhile Martha had no one. Boy couldn’t help himself, the least he could do was make sure she was okay, so he gently grabbed her hands, “Martha, are you really sure about this? What will happen if your husband will notice that it’s not his baby?” Boy asked worried, calling for the first time Martha with her own name.

“You don’t have to worry my sweet boy….In the end I think he doesn’t really care…he’ll be satisfied to see my belly grow after I’ll have sex with him. He’ll think that this is his baby without any doubt.” Martha answered, smiling again and rubbing sweetly her lower belly. “I really, always wanted to be a mother….and I’m happy that I’ll have a kid from a sweet young man that showed me so much kindness!” she finished to say.

Boy blushed heavily hearing Martha’s grateful words, “You’re overrating me ma’am…but now I’m happy and honored that I was able to help you…” he said, finally smiling back shyly at Martha. The soft woman slowly walked close to Boy, grabbing sofly one of his hand, “I’m grateful that you got me pregnant, my sweet Boy, but….would you like to grant one last wish for this sinful woman…?” she asked softly.

At that point, Boy was ready for any of her request, one last kindness before he departed, probably forever, “…sure ma’am, what can I do for you?” he asked gently. “Well…even if I enjoyed breeding with you like two animals…a child should be conceived with love, inside a bridal bed…you already took my husband’s place, so let’s make this child feel the love of its conception…please, make love with me one last time.” Martha requested tenderly, blushing embarrassed.

Boy was moved by such a sensitive and tender request, “As you wish…Martha.” He said accepting her request with a warm smile. Martha smiled back, moving then close to him, then she stood up on the tip of her feet to kiss lovingly Boy’s lips. The two of them moved quietly inside the bedroom, where Martha smoothly undressed, revealing her soft body.

Even with her chubbiness, Martha looked really cute if not sexy, while her hips and butt were larger than her chest, her tits were already big as Yaga’s. As Boy was undressing as well, he couldn’t help himself from thinking that Martha had the perfect body and personality to be a great mother. Finally both naked, the two of them embraced, sharing impassioned kisses and affections.

Swiftly, Boy’s cock got hard once again, rubbing against Martha’s soft belly. He gently pushed her on the bridal bed, spreading then slowly her legs, she was still wet because of their first intercourse, but this time Boy thrusted her pussy slowly, savoring the sensation of Martha’s tight, warm pussy. Then as he started to slide carefully in and out of her pussy with his cock, he nibbled her neck.

Martha moaned delighfully, caressing Boy’s back and embracing him with her legs, pushing his cock deeper inside her birth canal. She was really loving her young lover’s tender attentions. Her husband always used to fuck her in a rush, without any sign of affection, so this was her first real experience of a loving intercourse.

In the following hour, the two continued to swap positions, rolling all over the bed and exhanging lustful tendernesses. They were really close to reach a lovingly orgasm together, Martha was riding Boy, bouncing and giggling gingerly on top of him, while his hands were squeezing her soft boobs, playing also with her big areolas and nipples.

“Mmmh, yes my sweet Boy! Give me everything you have!” Martha moaned softly, ready to explode with a powerful orgasm. Hearing her exclamation, Boy started to move faster his hips, thrusting and making bounce even more her chubby lover. The sight of Martha’s giggling belly in front of him, made Boy’s mind fantasize, he could already imagine her with a big pregnant belly, something that he helped to create, a part of him. Soften by that thought, Boy moved his hands down, rubbing sweetly Martha’s lower belly.

That simple but sensitive gesture made Martha smile motherly in pure bliss. She moved her hands as well, placing them on top of Boy’s. Then they both closed their eyes, focusing their lust to their last moves before the combined orgasm, while their hands were instilled with love, rubbing Martha’s fecund womb.

Then, with one final bouce they came together, orgasming handsomely in a mix of their moans. After a few minutes in pure bliss for their orgasms, Boy and Martha slowly opened their eyes together, smiling then at each other. She was the first one to speak, “So…what do you feel? Are you happy knowing that there is your baby inside me?” Martha asked with a pleased smile while rubbing Boy’s hands, as well as her own belly.

“It feels amazing Martha! It makes me feel excited and proud.” He said rubbing dotingly her soft belly. “But, I have to say that I’m also sad, because I’ll not be able to see you grow and become a great, sweet mother. Our kid will be very lucky…” Boy continued to say. Martha smiled sadly, then she bended down to give Boy a sweet kiss.

“Thank you, for everything…you realized a woman’s impossible dream…I will always be grateful to you…I really hope to see you again in the future…in the end, you’ll always be our favourite daddy…” she said, smiling warmly at him, then she quietly rolled on one side, freeing her young lover from her weight. Martha’s words filled Boy’s heart with affection, blowing away his sadness, now it was time to go back to Yaga.

He swiftly put back on his clothes, with his lantern already turned on. Boy was ready to walk away in the darkness, but before he did it, his face turned one last time to Martha and walking towards her, he gave her two last kisses, on her lips and on her lower belly, “Until we meet again my sweet Martha, goodbye!” he said exchanging one last, sad smile before he disappeared in the night.

On his way back to Yaga’s carriage, Boy’s heart was beating as never before. He just had sex with another woman other than Yaga and he impregnated her intentionally….and he loved it! Boy never felt so alive and he didn’t understand why. Yaga was way more beautiful than Martha, she had the body of a pregnant goddess, a body that always made him excited. So, why he never felt so good with Yaga just like with Martha?

Boy had to abandon all those thoughts, as he finally entered inside the carriage. As she promised him, Yaga was waiting Boy completely naked on their bed. Her hugely pregnant curves giggled as she turned her face to look him, “It took you a really long time sweetheart…did you have any problem delivering the potion…?” Yaga asked quietly, but her tone sounded almost annoyed.

Boy wondered if she already knew everything and was angry with him. “I’m sorry Ms. Yaga…” he started to say before confessing all that happened that night. During all his report, Yaga remained silent, without showing any emotion. When he finished, Boy was finally ready to endure Yaga’s wrath, expecting it to erupt any moment.

But, after a moment of total silence, surprisingly Yaga started to laugh out loud, “That’s my Boy! Always ready to enjoy himself, good for you sweety!” she said rolling on the bed as she continued to laugh. “You are…not angry with me…?” Boy asked confused, he expected Yaga to show at least some jealousy. “Why shoud I be angry? The second woman in your whole life is nothing compared to the hundreds of men I had during my life!” she smirked at him.

“And in the end you came back to me, this is what matters. I wouldn't let anyone steal you from me…” Yaga continued to say with her last words that sounded just like a threat. “Well, I hope you still have some energy for me!” she exclaimed, returning to use her sensual tone, then she spreaded her legs for Boy. Yaga’s pussy was ready for him, just like her whole, lustful, pregnant body.

As always, Boy’s cock answered to her body’s call, getting hard immediately. Without saying anything, the young man crawled between Yaga’s legs, starting then to have sex with her. “That’s right….it doesn’t matter which woman you’ll meet…I know what you really want! So you’ll always come back for this!” Yaga gloated, smacking her huge, full, pregnant belly while Boy continued to fuck her incessantly, she was totally sure of her words.

The night continued, until Yaga and Boy reached their climax. Shortly after Yaga fell asleep satisfied, but unlike other times, Boy was still awake. Even if he was dead tired as never before in his life, his mind was continuing to think. During the sex with Yaga, Boy felt an incredible pleasure, as always. But, still, he was not satisfied just like he was with Martha. Why he felt like that? Boy continued to wonder in his mind, then he turned, hugging Yaga from behind and placing a hand on her pregnant belly, hoping to fall asleep just like her.

Boy was trying to empty his mind, when from within Yaga’s womb, he felt moving her baby. Because of that simple, sudden movement, a realization suddenly enlighted him. Boy was not satisfied because he wanted Yaga to be pregnant with his child. He wanted to be the cause of her being hugely pregnant, just like he did it with Martha. It was no longer enough for him to have sex with Yaga, Boy wanted to breed with her and saw her growing every day.

That night was born a new hidden desire deep inside Boy’s soul, a lustful desire, that he wanted to fulfill at all costs. With his new goal, finally clear in his mind, Boy was at last able to deeply fall asleep. Boy’s hand was still on Yaga’s pregnant belly, when suddenly a hand’s print appeared from within the womb on Yaga’s belly skin, moving towards the hand of Boy, trying to grab it. Boy didn’t know it, but somehow, that night he was not the only one that discovered his new desire, as Yaga’s baby continued to move excitingly all night.

Amazing!