''Ughn...''

Soaked with sweat and possibly other bodily liquids, I flip my body to the side, letting the moonlight shine on my skin. As I gently stroke my slightly bloated belly, a satisfied smile unconsciously forms on my face.

My stomach now holds my fiancé's precious, precious seed, and they will soon fertilize my eggs, creating new lives to descend into this world.

''Mhm...''

The culprit, who has graciously filled my womb to the brim, stubbornly hugs me from the side and plants her pretty face into my breast. I can feel her every breath—hot and sticky.

No, maybe my body is the sticky one. Emy did suck a lot, after all.

Perhaps because of my innate talent, I can sort of feel the swimmers racing to my ovaries deep inside my stomach. It's a bit icky, yet oddly satisfying.

Soon enough, Emy's slender hand is put on top of mine as her long ears twitch happily. It seems she is quite excited about this.

''What do you say?''

Combing through her slightly damp white hair, I ask.

''Are you still not sure?''

''...No.''

When Emy pops her face out and has my breast as padding for her chin, I can't help but feel a surge of love blooming inside my head. Just how is this woman so exquisitely beautiful while acting like a child at the same time?

I can't handle this cuteness.

I wonder if our child will be like this. In any case, I need to answer her first.

''That's good. We'll do the magic right after this, then.''

''Mhm.''

For the longest time, Emy has been persistently hammering me down to make sure I'm pregnant. It's the first time I've seen her this aggressive, but I reckon she's fine now.

In the first place, I think just one load of that monster is enough to knock up any woman.

After roughly cleaning ourselves up, it is finally time to meet the first life that we've created. Now, it usually takes a few weeks for the average woman to become pregnant after getting quite a few creampies or so, but who am I?

The Goddess of Sex, yes.

With the semen side being way more than enough and with me already mastering most of the techniques back in the trial world, making my stupid eggs eat some swimmers is easy enough.

My life, my rule. My body, my rule.

Besides...

''Hgn... Ah~!''

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''...''

Turning my sensitivity up tenfold and feeling each of my cells being penetrated by Emy's swimmers is quite addicting. Don't look at me like that... It'll turn me on even more!

Eventually, after numerous wetting incidents, I can now confidently say that I am bearing lives inside my belly.

With two minds on one objective, Emy and I put our hands on my navel area and begin channeling divine power. A powerful and warm bubble is constructed around my womb, planting its roots deep into my flesh. Then, I fuel my mana further into the mess.

The dimly lit interior shines a bright green as dozens of elaborate magic formations burst out of my stomach. In front of the bed where we are sitting, two shadows of light appear, quickly consuming all the magic that escapes my body.

The more they absorb, the more I can feel the lives I'm bearing being sucked out.

After only a minute or so, the magic subsides, and then the light veils start to disappear. Slowly, two humanoid figures manifest before our eyes.

''...''

''...''

Consumed by total surprise, we stare ahead blankly, trying to compute the creatures standing peacefully in the middle of the room.

Two little girls around the age of ten.

Both look absolutely the same except for their hair and eye colors. They are slightly taller than usual, with divinely cute faces and ample ladylikeness even when standing still. Moreover, I can already spot traces of Emy and me on their bodies.

Their faces, for example, have my tall nose and those signature droopy ears and Emy's exquisite jawline and full lips. Not to mention their figures...

I'm not being weird or anything, but they already show slight curves, likely inheriting from me directly.

In any case, the left girl has long white hair and blue eyes, while the right girl has my signature pale-blond hair and golden eyes—a simple switch of our colors.

Soon, those bright eyes all turn to us curiously, and they begin to step forward. Bit by bit, they close the distance, and when they are only one step away from us, their pretty eyes turn to each other's.

''Moms?''

The left one asks, her voice calm and sweet as cotton candies.

''Moms!''

The right one replies, her voice innocent and bright as stars.

Stunned, Emy and I can only look at each other. In truth, we have never been prepared for this. The mentality of being parents—we have none of that.

We have never considered having kids follow us, how to take care of children, or how to treat them appropriately.

Yet, just one look at these girls has made my heart flutter. A desire to protect and provide them with whatever they might need, to see them grow and become respectable people, and to have them take care of me when I'm weak...

This is probably a motherly instinct.

I see now.

Naturally, I extend my hands and put them on their heads. Feeling their genuine warmth on my palms, I smile broadly.

''Welcome to life, my princesses!''

In an instant, the two's faces lit up. They quickly reciprocate by grinning their teeth out, losing all ladylikeness yet blooming beautifully like fresh flowers.

''Me too.''

Right then, Emy, as if she can't help herself anymore, pounces on the adorable creatures. She hugs them dearly with irreplaceable love stemming from the bottom of her heart, taking them by surprise.

''Mom Emilia!''

''Mom!''

And they promptly hug Emy back without hesitation. Watching this sight from the side, I can only sniff my nose in absolute bliss.

Holy shit... These girls are so cute...!!

This can't be. I was supposed to hate children...!

Okay, okay, let's calm down. I need to confirm some things first.

''You two, do you know who we are?'' I ask as Emy begins to do some skinship with our children.

'''' Yes! ''''

A syncing twin... How precious.

''Mhm... How so?'' I ask further, triggering a barrage of responses from the two.

''Mama Sylvia has a lot of wives!''

''And we're her children with Mom Emilia!''

''Both Mama and Mom are pretty!''

''So we're pretty, too!''

''Mama Sylvia likes to exercise with other Moms at night!''

''It's very intense!''

''We want to exercise with everyone!''

''We want!''

Fuck. That's pretty accurate. I wonder if these girls can tell the future. In their memories, me and my fiancés are already wives, after all.

After calming down the bombardment, I finally ask them another important question.

''Then... Can you tell me your names?''

Right away, the girl with white hair opens her mouth first.

''I'm Elysia Everwood, and my little sister—''

''Stella Everwood!''

Elysia and Stella—my daughters. This moment when I get to meet them for the first time is the moment I will never forget, never in another eternity.