BabyMaker>Victim: Akira the InfantMaker was in her room. She rubbed her flat belly. She was certain that it will swell into a roundish belly that will make her proud in a while. After deciding her target, Akira waited for the day to be alone with the small witch girl in her small house.
Victim>BabyMaker: The VICTIM yawned as she shifted, and tossed in her bed, having slept in rather late into the afternoon after pulling an all-night studying session into devising a new curse. The petite VICTIM got up to her feet, and walked over to the window, pulling the curtains apart to let the bright sunshine in "Mmmmh, pretty nice day, but.. I think I might stay in, and study some more.." She said to herself, giving her head a scratch, before shuffling back over to her desk, and sitting down to focus on her spellcrafting
BabyMaker>Victim: Every movement of VICTIM was predicted by Akira since she came to the VICTIM village. After all even magics were lower compatible to Akira's supernatural estimation. Akira could tell that the VICTIM forgot to lock her front door so sneaking into the house was easy. Everything was just as she expected. Akira walked silently to VICTIM's room. The door was even not closed. Akira made footstep sounds to examine her target.
Victim>BabyMaker: The VICTIM was oblivious to the presence of the supernatural being, and couldn't sense the woman entering her home. However, the petite girl wasn't deaf, and heard the footsteps as they came near "..mm..? Nobody should be visiting me.. I thought I locked the door?" She mumbled, getting up from her book, and stepping away from the desk as she went to meet the owner of those footsteps in the hallway "Hello! Who's there? You know you're passing on private property of a skilled VICTIM, right? If you don't answer, then I'm totally going to curse you!"
BabyMaker>Victim: Akira smiled at the dear VICTIM. "Cursing me is fine, but that is only accepted after you become my baby" Akira giggled as she undressed her clothes and jumped to the small girl at the same time. She was almost twice as tall as VICTIM. Akira easily pushed VICTIM onto the ground and pulled away the weapon. Of course she knew the mechanism of her curse by prediction. "Now your turn dear" Akira giggled as she did nothing but waited the small powerless girl to react.
Victim>BabyMaker: VICTIM let out a scream as she was leaped upon by the tall, nude woman, and pinned to the ground! The VICTIM gasped out as her weapon was taken away, and reached for it ,trying to grab that object of power back "H-hey, put that down! You don't know what that thing is capable of.. nnnf.. just get off of me, damn it! I'm not going to fulfill your.. your weird fantasy of me being your baby, alright?!" The pale-skinned girl screamed, trying to shove Akira off with one hand, while the other reached for her weapon
BabyMaker>Victim: "You mean this rotten weapon?" Akira said throwing the weapon away. "You don't need to fulfill my fantasy, all you need to do is fill my womb dear" Akira teased VICTIM cheek and made a devilish smile. Even after she lost her main weapon, the girl was desperately trying to get off the twice bigger sized woman from her body, but the gravity was not on her side. Akira lifted VICTIM from the ground and spread her legs. Her body shuddered imagining that this small creature will be cramped in her tight orifice soon. Akira placed the girl's head on her belly making her hear her heartbeat. "Do you hear my womb throbbing to have you inside?" Akira asked squeezing VICTIM's neck, singing that she might kill her if she answered in bad manner.
Victim>BabyMaker: The mage went ghostly white as she realized just who she was dealing with "W-wait, I've.. I think I've read about you! You're.. you're the one that appears in villages, and.. oh gods no, I don't want to disappear.. L-listen, we can surely work out a deal, right? Some method of bargaining a way to earn my freedom?" The young girl muttered, absolutely terrified upon discerning the identity of this odd trespasser.. The petite girl was effortlessly lifted from the ground, and stared down at that juicy, hungry cunt with wide eyes "I.. I can hear it, yes.. It sounds nice, b-but I would prefer to not relieve my childhood.. P-please, don't hurt me.."
BabyMaker>Victim: It was surprising that she knew about Akira the BabyMaker. But what kind of deal could the helpless girl make with her captor in the situation? "Perhaps, I might let you remain conscious and awoke until you are birthed again. So you can watch the terrifying process of your body regress helplessly. Does that sound nice?" VICTIM's face was lowered until Akira's labia parted around her nose, opening with wet sounds. Akira gently caressed VICTIM's head feeling small vibration from her head to her crotch. "There you go~ " With another push from the back of her head, VICTIM's face started to slid inside with the Akira's sex softly wrapping around her head. Moan came from her mouth as her undulated flesh walls dragged the poor girl deeper into her hole while her hands were grabbing the girl's body to slow the process. Otherwise her body would slid in so fast.
Victim>BabyMaker: The VICTIM gave her head a shake "W-wait, no, it doesn't sound nice! Just give me a second to convin--...!" Her pleading was cut off as her face was pressed against those delicate lower lips that eagerly began to stretch over her face! She let out a muffled scream, sending vibrations throughout Akira's nethers as her face was claimed by the woman's labia.. The VICTIM could feel the tugging, and dragging, knowing that even if she wasn't restrained there was no way she could get free from this.. The VICTIM kicked her legs furiously, refusing to give up, as she slid head-first into the hungry pussy, like so many others before her.. She just hoped she would be birthed someplace safe, and not regressed back into an egg, as the Babymaker was rumoured to do.. It wasn't long before her head disappeared between Akira's legs, and the rest of her body would soon join..
BabyMaker>Victim: Despite of her struggle, Akira's inside was only yearning to pull VICTIM all the way into the womb. Akira's body trembled in pleasure as VICTIM's body from her inside made long swollen bulge that started from her lower midsection to under her navel indicating that VICTIM already experienced her new home. After her labia embraced around the struggling mage's toes, it shut tight and Akira was rubbing her swollen belly, waiting for her the small witch to pass her cervix.
Victim>BabyMaker: The mage found her tiny body effortlessly sliding up into that hungry sex.. Once her shoulders were claimed she knew it was over.. Her flat chest, her thick ass, and eventually her chubby legs slid up into Akira's cunt.. This may very well be the last time the VICTIM was seen in this world.. Her body was immobilized by those powerful inner walls dragging her deeper.. Her arms were pinned to her sides, and legs held together, as she let out terrified, muffled screams on her trip to that fleshy prison that had seen so many inmates: The babymaker's infamous womb.. Her head pressed against what felt like a solid wall, before that began to yawn open in acceptance of that delivery.. This was the woman's cervix: the door to her womb.. No matter how skilled the VICTIM was it seemed she was just fated to be another victim of the supernatural unbirthing entity... It didn't take long before she was pushed into that chamber, and forced to curl into a defenseless ball..
BabyMaker>Victim: Akira watched her long swollen bulge gather into one single bulge. She then prepared to meet her second orgasm that sent her whole body shake and made the cramped walls around VICTIM squeezed tight. Akira stood up and put on her panties covering her sex that just ate VICTIM whole. Feeling VICTIM inside her belly, Akira borrowed VICTIM's chair. "Cords are the easiest way... for small victims.." Then an umbilical cord emerged from the uterine wall and slithered its way onto VICTIM's navel. "All your experience, memories, and powers are going to be mine.. Leaving only a small cell of yourself inside me...." Akira started to concentrate as her womb began to de-age VICTIM, stealing her exp. Her eyes were closed so she lost the moments of her belly shrinking with its victim inside.
Victim>BabyMaker: The VICTIM's memories, powers, personality, and strength were being drained away through that umbilical cord.. All she could do was whimper, and squirm, as the very years of her life disappeared "N-no.. I've gotta remember who I am.. I'm.. I'm VICTIM, the VICTIM.. I develop VICTIMs, and I'm.. I'm fifteen years old.. I live alone in the town of.. I live alone? But..." She frantically shook her head, trying to remember who she was, as her cursed energies were siphoned away.. By now the mage was a poor nine year old captive, rapidly growing smaller, and dumber as what was once hers became Akiras.. Her EXP was drained, leaving the powerful explorer as a mere low level human child without any inherent powers..
BabyMaker>Victim: Akira patted her belly in very satisfying mood. This prey was very worth. Her belly kept shrinking. The small girl was now at a baby size and several minutes after, she was an infant able to float around in her captor's uterus. "You accumulated so much experiences and powers dear... but they are all mine now... Thank you for keeping them for me.. As a gift....." VICTIM's body regressed until it was a small cell attached at the end of the umbilical cord that was now even thicker than her cellular body. In a blink, the cell was inhaled into the umbilical cord that was from the uterine wall. VICTIM's cell traveled into the cord and was sent into the uterine wall where all other cells of victim who got rewarded by Akira was gathered within. Those cells all had possibility to be reborn into a new child if any of them were sent back into the womb but Akira never gave a chance for them because she was a collector rather than a producer. "My my... now I can't even feel you how much I rub my belly..." Akira smirked in a evil grin and left the house which used to be VICTIM's.
Victim>BabyMaker: The little witch with a love of curses would be reduced to nothing more than a single cell, to be absorbed into the uterine wall of her captor's womb, sealed forever along with the rest of the unfortunate captives who had met their end at the woman's lovely lower lips ... or was it just a new beginning? Only time could tell if the poor mage would eventually reborn, and let upon the world once more.. She would lack the personality, and experiences she had attained in her previous life, but would most-likely end up taking her trade up once more ... IF she ever got out that is.. For now, she was just another piece in Akira's collection.. Seemed like this was a game over for the poor VICTIM
