Reina opened her eyes.
Her pussy was soaked.
Her thighs were trembling.
And her womb felt full.
---
She sat up in bed, naked, her hair clinging to her damp shoulders, cum leaking slowly from between her legs.
She gasped.
"Not again…"
The sheets beneath her were ruined — warm, wet, and sticking to her ass.
She looked around.
Takeshi was already awake, sitting in the corner of the room, shirtless, hard, flushed.
He had that look.
The one that made her stomach twist.
Like he didn't know if he was about to fuck her… or pray to her.
She whispered:
"…Did I do it again?"
Takeshi swallowed hard.
"You were Mizuki again. All night."
---
She shuddered.
> She couldn't remember the sex.
But her body did.
Every inch of her felt claimed, stretched, stuffed.
And her belly…
She touched it gently.
It was rounder now. Soft, yet firm. Glowing faintly.
Not like a normal pregnancy.
More like something spiritual was nesting inside her womb.
> "She's taking over," Reina thought. "But why do I still want more…?"
---
That night, she didn't fight it.
---
Reina crawled onto the bed, already wet, already leaking.
Takeshi reached out. She took his hand.
Their fingers intertwined.
She whispered softly:
> "You can call me Mizuki… or Reina… I don't know where she ends anymore."
Then she straddled his lap and sank down onto his cock with a wet, aching sigh.
---
Schlk—Thrust—Squish—
Her pussy hugged him like a glove — perfectly molded, like her entire body had memorized the shape of his cock.
She rode slow.
Sensual.
Her hips rocked in circles, pussy gripping and massaging his shaft with every movement.
Takeshi groaned.
"F-fuck—your pussy's gotten tighter…"
Reina smiled faintly.
But her voice?
It slipped.
"Because it's hers now too~" — Mizuki.
Then she giggled.
"Ours, I mean."
---
He stared up at her.
Her tits bounced gently, a faint glow pulsing behind her soft skin. Her belly looked heavier. Not bloated. Just… full. Alive. Claiming.
She leaned down, kissing him deeply, tongue sliding into his mouth.
"You don't have to choose anymore," she whispered. "Just keep filling us."
He couldn't resist.
He grabbed her hips and thrust up, hard.
She gasped — both voices in sync.
And he fucked her through the shift.
---
Sometimes she moaned like Reina — breathy, soft, overwhelmed.
Other times she growled like Mizuki — wild, filthy, dripping with hunger.
> "Takeshi—so good—ahhh—keep cumming inside~!"
"N-no more—my womb can't—ahhh~ it's too much!"
He didn't stop.
He wanted them both.
And now, they were both in the same body.
---
Her back arched.
She squirted around him, ghost fluid spraying across his stomach, her womb pulsing.
He came hard — again — and unleashed another thick creampie deep inside her.
Her belly glowed brighter.
Her moans faded into a breathless whimper.
Then silence.
---
They lay there for hours.
She twitched sometimes.
Muttered to herself.
Argued with herself.
But by morning… there was only one voice.
---
She looked at Takeshi.
Smiled.
And whispered:
"We are one now."