The Spirits Caretaker

Tsintanaut gingerly touched the swell of her abdomen. Her skin felt taut, almost dangerously taut.

"Ohh... I never thought anyone could get this big... Or that this many spirits ever felt lost." She panted softly as supernatural life wiggled in her womb, putting stress on her tight skin. "Ah! Hah, hah, hah..." She bit her lip as the pressure increased in her nether regions.

Coated in sweat, Tsintanaut bit her lip as the spirits nestled inside her, teasing her nerves in a mixture of pain and pleasure. As her belly stretched and relaxed she smiled softly, it would be hard, but she could hold them all.

*Her family, her matriarchal line has been doing this for generations. Whenever there was a spirit in need they were there to nurture them back to health and strength. They would swell with milk and house them in their wombs. The spirits would return to their duties after rejuvenating, which could take days... but sometimes months or even years... It was also how their Shaman line kept voluptuous figures, without the housing of spirits they appeared no different from other women.*

"Oh... E-ever since... the people from the East came... More and more spirits demand my nurturing... I... I'm not sure how long they will stay..."

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Here is my latest picture, I hope you all like it. ^_^

Magical pregnancies, and voluptous figures, the things that brought me to DA.