Children of the Bosom (Yuri, Impregnation, Breast Pregnancy, Lactation, Birthing)

Story by Tosaku No Kishi

Hey everyone. I haven't posted anything in a while, besides my entry for the contest. So today I have a one shot story done mostly as a gift to Finalman, for being such a help this year. He supplied the idea. Be warned this is a bit outside of my usual comfort zone.

She was just trying to have some fun with them. Most witches had become so dull and boring in the past century, though it was understandable, considering the frequent hunts. However, to Vala, it didn’t seem like a good enough excuse to shut oneself inside a cavern for the rest of their lives. But that was just what had been done, and for longer than she cared to remember, she had been a part of this. Then she had played one little prank, trying to use magic on a fellow coven member for some fun of the sexual variety, and now here she was. Many of the witches looked on her in sorrow as she was forced to leave.

It would do no good to fight against it. Vala knew the decision was final. The Elder had made it after all, even if it had been at the behest of Vala’s target. It made no difference that the defendant was in line to take the place as Elder of the coven, nor that she was possibly the most powerful witch in the past century. She had given into her base desires, something far from desirable in an Elder, as such that right had been stripped away from her. And now, without such a promising future to protect her, she was exiled.

They didn’t simply look at her for the fact that one of their own was leaving. It was the fact that she was being forced into the realm of humans, a place where a witch couldn’t possibly survive, at least that’s what they believed given the numerous hunts. Vala however, already had a contingency plan for such an occasion. For weeks now, she had been sneaking out of the coven to mingle among the mortals, thus giving her a place to be, though she couldn’t reveal her abilities without being hunted, of that she was certain. However, enough time had passed and she was on mostly friendly terms with the nearby village.

Although it might have been easier if the coven had adhered to tradition. Vala looked down at her hands, the skin flawless despite many people’s interpretation about witches, and summoned a small amount of her magical power. Between her fingertips sparks began to fly, before she cut it off. Ordinarily, a witch that was removed from her coven lost all magical power, however times had changed and they felt it no longer wise to do so. If only to give the fallen witch a fighting chance against the brutish humans.

As such, Vala was able to keep all of her abilities. She had no intention of using it to defend herself, unless absolutely necessary, however it would no doubt come to her assistance in the coming days and weeks. As she neared the village, Vala spied a single figure moving towards her. It was heavily covered in clothing, with a long scarf of sorts flailing in the air behind it, even so the exiled witch could tell it was a female. The woman came closer until Vala could clearly make out her face, particularly the faint mark on her cheek.

“I never expected another witch to be out here.” She said in greeting. The other witch grinned tightly. Vala could now she had a large shawl over her head and chest, with her lips barely on display.

“It’s not that hard when you can barely summon a small gust of wind.” She replied, her voice bitter. Vala gave her a sympathetic look.

“So you were exiled as well.” She stated.

“Yes,” The other witch answered anyway, “My name is Rala, and I was wondering if you could help me.” Rala removed her shawl, revealing her aged appearance to Vala, who let out a gasp of shock. It wasn’t at her technical sister’s age, but rather at the young child Rala held against her chest. Vala could tell at a glance that the small child was Rala’s own.

“It’s yours? But… but how?” Among the witches it was forbidden to sleep with a human male, an offense punishable by death or exile if discovered. It had even reached the point that, when a witch takes an apprentice, they are taught that sleeping with a man would result in total loss of their magic, something that was almost as important to a witch as their very lives.

Rala looked down at her child, smiling slightly.

“I’ve never laid with a man” She told Vala, who’s eyes widened at this.

“Then how?” She asked, curious as to how a witch could conceive without a man’s sperm. Vala was studious, having learnt quickly from her teacher, and further her own education after that. She was prideful in the fact that she had read every book her coven had to offer. Rala grinned at her sister.

“If you help me get my magic back, I’ll give you a very rare book of spells.” Rala knew she was successful in luring the other witch in, having guessed correctly by the strength o

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