Miss Kobayashi's Impregnated Dragon Maid (Patreon)

--- Consequences of a Highly Magical Night ---

“Miss Kobayashi, are you having any cravings?” Tohru said, sitting on the couch next to her master and baby mama. The red haired woman hung her head and groaned as Tohru’s chunky body made contact with the sofa. The chubby dragoness bounced a couple times, most of the movement happening in her middle and breasts. The dragon was looking decidedly rounder these days. She had gone up at least a cup size, her breasts ballooning out over her already stressed and too-small bras. Likewise, her stomach now fell into her lap in a soft and bouncy pool of fat. Rather, a soft and bouncy pool of fat and babies. Much to her excitement and Kobayashi’s misery, Tohru had gotten pregnant. Heightening matters was that it had all been the stressed out tech worker’s fault.

“Tohruuu. . . “ Kobayashi pinched and massaged the bridge of her nose. “You’re the one that’s pregnant. I’m not going to get cravings.” She groaned, noise increasing as she felt Tohru lean into her. Already having been rather thick and voluptuous, Tohru’s curves had grown explosively with her pregnancy. Kobayashi tried her best not to enjoy the feeling of Tohru’s massive, milk filled breasts bumping into her rounded shoulders. In the past year, Kobayashi had gotten more open about her feelings towards Tohru. It was this openness which was what partially led to the current predicament. That openness had taken center stage when Ilulu had cursed Kobayashi by turning her into a man. Kobayashi had quickly learned that being confused for a man did not give actual insight into the male condition. Specifically, she learned about what exactly male sexuality entailed. Filled with pounding hormones she couldn’t understand, a sex-mad Kobayashi had finally slept with Tohru. The pair had filled the night with wild and unrestrained passion. Unfortunately, Man-bayashi had proven to be rather potent. A week or so later, Tohru had gleefully announced her pregnancy to the re-womanized Kobayashi. She had promptly fainted, a trickle of blood leaking out of her nose.

“Oh! That’s right!” Tohru grinned. “Pregnancy brain moment!” She tucked herself into Kobayashi further. The round dragoness pulled the smaller woman into her soft but unyielding grip. Tohru had been enjoying her pregnancy, noticeable weight gain and all. While hardly over 200 pounds, she felt the extra squish made her closer to Kobayashi. Further, it made it harder for the office worker to escape her hugs and forced attempts at cuddling. Her baby mama and girlfriend had never been the kind for excessive displays of affection, always trying to wriggle out of them. Now, however, she had no choice but to accept them. “Since you mentioned it though, I am feeling a little peckish. Maybe some pickles and ice cream?” Her words oozed with honey and sweetness, ecstatic that she had the ultimate excuse to curry attention and favor with her love. “And a kiss?” She chanced her luck, relinquishing Kobayashi and trying to look as sweet as possible.

Kobayashi sighed and straightened up. The waves of existential dread lessened as she looked at her pregnant girlfriend. She was rather cute, even with her chub. “Fine. . .” Kobayashi leaned over, planting a single and soft kiss on Tohru’s cheek. The dragon, perhaps overcome with pregnancy hormones, felt a little tear of happiness escape her eye.

--- Adjusting ---

“Ooohhh-kaaaayyy, Kobayashiiii!” Tohru said, waddling out from their shared bedroom. “What do you think of the new uniform?” She said, trying to tug her small apron around her belly. The pregnant dragon cut an impressive figure, though maybe not for the reasons she thought. The outfit was supposed to be a maternity upgrade and was modeled on her cafe outfit. The top was a simple white, sleeveless blouse that showed off her ample cleavage while teasing modesty. Below was a dark blue skirt with light blue fringe underneath. The image of a perfect, spunky maid was completed by a short apron that fell over the skirt. However, accommodating Tohru’s pregnant body was not quite the simple task it was for other pregnant women. Tohru had continued to gain weight, fattening up at a frightening pace. Racing past her mommy-chub phase at 200, she was now closer to 340; a truly massive mother-to-be. Tohru’s weight had led to some interesting differences between how the uniform was supposed to function and what the actual outcome was.

Most noticeably, her heaving breasts had popped the front of the shirt open. A lacey white bra overflowing with creamy breast fat bobbed in mid air. Pregnancy had delivered nothing but blessings to Tohru’s chest size, making her adorable melons swell and grow to rival Lucoa’s own milk tankers. It was doubtless that over the coming months that she would surpass the blonde dragon. In dreams and nightmares alike, Kobayashi envisioned a future where Tohru’s breasts surpassed Ilulu’s. However, it was not simply the dragoness’s ample chest that was causing wardrobe malfunctions.

Tohru’s stomach flooded both the shirt and skirt, easily overpowering them with its soft mass. Both countless babies and tens of pounds rested within her lily white belly. There was a central, taut orb which showed where her and Kobayashi’s babies gestated. Encircling that gravid orb, however, was a soft undercurrent of fat; a large pillow for the babies to rest on comfortably. Moments earlier, Tohru had spent a lot of time grunting and tugging at her skirt in the hopes to jump it up and over her massive, lapfilling gut. Yet, it quickly became obvious that her tummy was not going to submit and be covered up. Tohru took it as a sign that her belly, a symbol of her and Kobayashi’s deep and enduring love, should be shown to the whole world. She was proud of her pregnancy body, with her only worries being if Kobayashi enjoyed her figure as well. To help show the perfection of her outfit, Tohru struck a pose and made a V sign over her eyes, her flabby arms wobbling and ripping her arm stockings. “Cute, right?” She asked, before sticking her tongue out.

Kobayashi, who had been sitting in a chair waiting for the modeling to begin, couldn’t help but blush a little. It was obvious that Tohru was unable to wear the costume, but that only seemed to add to its adorableness. Seeing Tohru’s large and fecund body put on such obvious display gave Kobayashi other thoughts as well. Love and lust swirled in her mind. It was strange to see her girlfriend so large, stranger still to know that those were her children within Tohru. Trying to play off her obvious attraction, Kobayashi tapped her chin and stood up from the couch. “Hmmm. . .I think we might need to talk about some necessary alterations.” The skinny woman walked around her rotund lover and childbearer. “Maybe lengthen the skirt a bit.” Kobayashi tugged on the back of the skirt, seeing if it could be brought down over her maid’s fluffy rear. While not having grown as much as the rest of her, Tohru still had plenty of booty that needed covering. “We could also stand to take out the chest line a bit.” Walking around to the front, Kobayashi tried to heft Tohru’s milk swollen bosoms. They were heavy, far more than the scrawny tech worker could handle. As soon as she felt that she had gotten a handle on one, the other would slip out of place. Tohru suppressed a giggle, biting her lip as Kobayashi’s slim and soft hands worked over her sensitive breasts and nipples. Kobayashi finally gave up, letting the jiggly beanbags drop with a satisfying bob. “Well. . .you get the idea.” Kobayashi scratched the back of her head, a little embarrassed about manhandling Tohru.

“No thoughts on my stomach?” Tohru waddled forward a step, pressing her boulder belly into Kobayashi. The large expanse of fat and babies rested on Kobayshi’s belt buckle, pulling her down with its heavy weight. It was the most glorious feeling she had ever experienced.

“Well. . .I think that it looks nice. . .it can stay out.” Kobayashi leaned forward, hands rubbing and massaging Tohru. Her hands sunk into the fat, caressing the taut babybump hiding underneath. She kissed Tohru. The pregnant woman’s lips were as soft as her belly.

--- Couch Talk ---

Months later, as Tohru crested into the beginning of her third trimester, the pair of lovers sat on the couch together. Tohru had just waddled into the room, carrying a tray of snacks. The silver platter rested on her stomach, the immense wall of flesh rolling from side to side under the cool metal. Tohru waddled slowly, gingerly picking her steps forward. Her breasts fell halfway onto the tray, their enormity pushing the little cookies and sweets around. The soft pillows of purest milk and fat had outgrown Lucoa’s, now resting in a comfortable spot between her and Ilulul; though they had failed to stop growing. Tohru was large enough that she had to back into the couch, once she had gotten herself over there. Kobayashi tucked herself in the further corner, allowing her baby mama as much space as possible to sit. Tohru’s descent onto the couch had begun as a slow ease backwards, but finished like a meteor crashing down. There was little way to adequately control such a heavy body. With the couch creaking and Kobayashi swamped with side boob and belly fat, Tohru began to relax.

“Aaah, isn’t this great!” The crimson eyed dragoness said, her tongue sticking out between her little fangs. “Just time to relax and cuddle.” She tried to fish a snack out from under her breasts, but the cookies were too small and could hide with ease under the shadow of her mountainous breasts. Kobayashi helped, reaching a hand over and up Tohru’s large body to hand one to her maid. Tohru smiled at finally succeeding her task. Pregnancy cravings saw her putting the treat to her lips, but the craving to always take care of Kobayashi saw her reaching it down to her mistress. Surprised, Kobayashi had little choice but to suck down the treat. Tohru giggled before being interrupted by a series of kicks from her massive stomach. Approaching 600 pounds, it seemed like she was always getting interrupted by either her babies or her fat. Taking a plump hand, she stroked her large stomach. Tohru was lost in thought for a moment, filled with maternal instinct. It was strange to think, even months into the experience, that it was all really happening. It was a feeling she traded with Kobayashi on a regular basis. She was interrupted by Kobayashi’s own hands resting on her stomach.

“I’m going to miss this a lot.” Kobayashi said, her hands searching through Tohru’s stomach fat for kicks and bumps from their children. “Of all the things you’ve drug me into, this has been the best.” The redhead leaned on her massive, couch filling lover’s shoulder. Kobayashi drifted into the softness, feeling the constant jiggles and ripples of her lover’s doughy body.”

“Kobayashiii. . .I think it’s the other way around this time.” Tohru shifted her large body, slowly leaning her weight onto her small bedmate. “I wouldn’t be here. . .or pregnant. . .without you.” The pair effortlessly meshed their bodies. Kobayashi was covered utterly by Tohru’s bulk, only her slim arms and head able to be seen. The rest of her was swaddled in a warm, comforting mass. “Just cause you couldn’t. . .OH. . . control yourself.” Tohru jumped as a large kick hit her from one of her active babies. She settled down, grabbing and guiding Kobayashi’s hand to the spot so she could feel. Both women blushed and grinned, unable to hold back their maternal instincts.

“Fair. Glad you took it in stride, though.” Kobayashi said, typically reserved and stoic. Yet, there was a part of her that felt the need to express something. Words that she never thought she would say bubbled up and out of her. “I’m kind of surprised that you ended up getting pregnant.” She said, slightly nervous by the confession. “The way things go around here, I’m usually the one who suffers magical consequences.” Kobayashi thought the words and emotional spillage would stop there. However, as she felt her lover’s soft flanks and breasts, she was further overcome with the maddening desire to confess her feelings. “I’m a little jealous, honestly.” To distract herself from what she had just said, maybe to hide it from Tohru as well, she leaned down and kissed one of Tohru’s puffy cheeks.

“Ooooh, Kobayashi! All you had to do was ask!” Tohru suddenly grew excited. She reached a plump hand back, it glowed with magical energy. Quicker than her lover could react, the big and pregnant dragon patted what she could reach of Kobayashi's stomach. Magic dispersed, flooding into the smaller woman. Satisfied, Tohru leaned back, waiting for more coddling and attention.

“Uh. . .Tohru. . .what was that?!” Kobayashi said, glasses slipping and her face reddening. She was both excited and terrified of the coming answer.