starkxravingxmad | Winter 2018

[Waver knew Law from a few things Law had done back home. Law was well known as a strong mage, but as his background was unknown, he was generally never mentioned. The Surgeon of Death was his title floating around and he was well known for procedures that almost no regular doctor would take on. He had gotten to know, and had gotten close to Waver before he left for the Holy Grail War. Law had no interest in such a ridiculous thing, but he kept in touch with Waver while he was gone.

He had heard how mana transfer had gone, but he didn't expect to see his young friend come back... well...]

...How far along?

[Sitting in his office, Waver coming back home and visiting him while looking... the way he did. He's impressed that the boy didn't get stopped by a high ranking magnus.]

Also how badly does your ass hurt after taking him?

[Him being Iskandar. Which Law, of course, knew about.]

[Waver cast Law a long suffering look from the seat he had taken to ease his aching back, silently beseeching the man to just not ask. He had already been stopped by some his former teachers and classmates inquiring about his particular condition, and each explanation had simply grown more tedious.

After all, how many could boast that they had been knocked up by the legendary King of Conquerors?]

About... five months? Six? I wasn't exactly keeping track until the locals wouldn't stop staring at the weird foreigner.

[He had sought part time work in Fuyuki immediately after the 4th Holy Grail War, intent on learning more about the world as Iskandar would have done, but his condition quickly became evident as he had suspected it would-- for the Conqueror was an exceedingly large man.

Waver's belly, rounded and heavy with the magically conceived offspring of an exceedingly powerful Servant, strained at the buttons of his shirt and the threads of his cardigan. The ones from his uniform no longer fit, and he had to resort to women's clothes in order to even find something that worked. His figure was no longer near the same, for his chest had started to swell and grow fuller as the months wore on.

The only sign of his continued manhood was a tenting below the waistline, for the weight and the extra blood flowing through his system had caused some rather obvious but annoying side effects...]

Before you ask, you're the first doctor I've seen. As much as Japan is fond of a more delicate look, there weren't many who were willing to see me.

[Too bad Law was a doctor. And had to ask. For the sake of making sure his patient was okay. He looked at him closely and shook his head.]

Long enough to be an issue.

[Clearly. He moved his chair closer, pressing a hand to that engorged stomach. It was... massive. Excessively massive. How many were in there? Well, that's what he'd find out shortly.]

Pretty sure most people don't know what to do with a pregnant man. Fortunately, you're not the first I've dealt with.

[And probably won't be the last.]

So, you want the full procedure? Or just an ultra sound and help figuring out how to get them out?

One of the perks of being a magus, I assume.

[And what a strange perk it was. Waver hadn't expected any of this to happen, but he had known after that mana transfer he had done with Rider that he was pregnant. With the way his stomach had swelled so much with the Servant's seed, it was impossible to not be.

Difficult to explain to his 'grandparents' as well.]

I don't even know how many are in there. He... was a man who would do the impossible.

[Three? Four? Five? He couldn't count them anymore, not when he could barely see his toes and could barely hold his pants up.]

I just wanna how how this is even going to work. They're all too big right now and it's not even time yet.

Sure. Perk. You can call it that.

[Honestly, with how big Waver was now, he couldn't believe it wasn't more than eight.]

Impossible doesn't exist. Though you surviving is.

[He flipped through his books.]

You can either get a vagina and birth them that way. Or I can cut you open when you go into labor. As for the next few months, if you're not on bedrest by next month, I'll be shocked.

Goddammit, I'm not changing that!

[He shook his head vigorously, uncaring about how the babies squirmed inside of him with his outburst. After surviving the war, after the hellish plane ride back to London, and after everything he had been through, that was the one thing he was determined to not lose.

After all, he had lost nearly everything else.]

I'm going to survive this. I have to. Just.. tell me what to do!

Then tell me. Do you want a vagina temporarily or a c-section? What happens next starts from there.

[He has plans for both of them, but it requires Waver listening to him, following his instructions to a T and not deviating.

Safe to say, he doesn't believe he'll do it.]

.....he was impaled by more blades than I can count.

[He said after a heavy moment, running a hand over his enlarged belly as he spoke.]

The least I can do is bear this properly.

Then first, I'll give you what you need. It'll last for one year, and after that, it'll turn back into a cock.

[He moves to pull down a murphy bed beside him.]

It'll take three hours to do. If you need to go pee, eat, or jerk one off, bathroom's behind me. After that, you can't move. Got it?

But what if I need to do something after that? How am I even going to do anyth--ing?!

[Waver's indignation was cut short with a yelp-- one of the babies had sharply kicked something sensitive inside, and he tried to shrink deeper into the chair he was perched on in embarrassment.]

You can move after it's finished. I'm not that cruel.

[But before it's finished? Get comfortable, shorty.]

Then-- then--

[His face flushed furiously.]

C-can you help me with something first....?

...You have a boner, don't you?

[Why else would he need help?]

[As if that wasn't obvious if Law cast his gaze lower. Waver's cheeks burned a deeper red at the directness of the question.]

Well, um....

[He squirmed, uncomfortable with the way his pants rubbed against his member and at being denied pleasure.]

Nothing's been able to scratch the itch right since he did.

So, two options. I can give you a handjob or I can make mine as big as his. What do you want?

[He's direct and honest. There's nothing romantic about this. It's all just making sure he's good.]

The.... the second.

If that's okay.....

[God, this was so embarrassing.]

[Law stood up and undid his pants, dropping them to the floor. His cock was average, but a little thick. Then he handed Waver some lotion.]

Rub it on until it gets to the size he was. Or you want.

[Waver's eyes widened at the sight. He had seen more grandiose members already, but seeing one displayed so cavalierly was a new experience.

For someone who wasn't Rider, anyway.

Taking the cream, Waver gingerly slipped out of the chair and onto the floor-- where he would need help getting up later on, when the time inevitably came.]

...He was a lot bigger. Are you okay with that?

[Iskandar was big enough that Waver fully understood why the Servant hated pants after they had known eachother in the forest that cold day.]

It only lasts 24 hours. It'll be fine.

[He'd certainly help him up. Looking down at him and at his cock. He had no shame in showing himself off. He was just fine with his size.]

I promised you. So take care of it.

O-okay...

[Even as his own member ached, Waver's movememts were slow with hesitation as he took some of the cold cream onto his hands and began fondling Law's cock.]

While I'm down here, did you want me too...?

[Rather than ask, he shyly leaned forward to plant a kiss on that cock. It was a subtle move, and a promise that hinted at more.]

Go right ahead.

[As his cock already began to grow, getting slightly harder and thicker as Waver worked the cream.]

[It might be more interesting than just rubbing it in, for Waver's experience.

Continuing with the cream, Waver opened his mouth and slowly took the length of it inside. He had some practice from before, but his actions were those of someone still inexperienced.

After all, if Rider was the first... then Law was the second.]

[Law let out a low, heavy groan, moving his hips a bit as he felt himself in Waver's mouth. His cock continuing to grow inside of him.

A blowjob was a blowjob. So long as Waver didn't bite, Law would enjoy it.]

[And Waver wouldn't bit down-- not even when Law's cock grew so big that Waver had to deep throat it.

Fortunately he had learned to turn off his gag reflex, or else there'd be trouble.]

[He groaned, feeling his cock going deep into Waver's throat. Looking down at him.]

...He's this big?

[A muffled groan-- and a nod.

It was why he hadn't wanted to answer one of those questions.

Waver had wanted to return the favor Law was paying him in advance, but he knew that cumming now would be a waste of both of their time. Reluctantly he withdrew, belly heaving as he panted and gasped for air.]

He was big enough to make any man jealous-- and anyone scream.

[His cock was definitely the size and girth is Iskandar now. He looked at it, going up over Law's belly button.]

Well. Now it's going to make you scream.

[He moved a hand down to help Waver stand up again.]

Let's get started.

[His own cock grew painfully hard at the sight of Law's, and Waver gulped-- unsure what to expect in his current state.

He gratefully accepted the help up, and he braced his hands on the small of his back as he found his balance an regarded Law with a wary but curious eye.]

How do you want to do this?

[It'd be painfully easy to access him at this point. His pants were only held up by a cleverly placed rubber band on the fly.]

Probably doggy style.

[Because he's pretty sure Waver can't stand up for long enough to get off.]

Just hands and knees on the bed.

[And he'll probably have to stretch you out, won't he?]

[He couldn't stand for long, but hearing it spoken so plainly set a blush on his cheeks.]

In the bed... Right.

[Because that would be easy.]

...Need help to bed?

[You are pretty heavy, after all.]

I'd tell you to lay down but I think you'd have trouble breathing.

Yes.... please.

[He was pretty heavy, and it caused plenty of complications.]

I don't sleep that way anymore anyway. It's too uncomfortable.

It usually is.

[He helps Waver over to the bed to climb up onto it.]

Just let me know when you're comfortable.

I don't think I'm going to get comfortable on this tiny bed, honestly.

[A sigh as he shifted around. Between the enormity of his belly and the composition of the murphy bed, they were going to have problems.]

Even the normal bed I slept in while in Japan was getting difficult to work with.

[But he tried anyway, clumsily removing the rubber band that was the only line between relative decency and nakedness while he rearranged the pillows in order to find a position that was most comfortable.]

Please, don't be too rough.

At least you can get something more comfortable here.

[He helps remove those pants before moving to rub his hole, pressing a finger gently inside.]

Relax. I'm a doctor. I can be gentle.

[He squeaked at the attention he was receiving, face flushing deeply as he pressed insistently against that finger. The length of his cock was hardened and weeping with need and, with his behind bare and in the air, he strained to look at Law with glassy, lustful eyes.]

Not too gentle, though. That just won't be fair.

Just gentle enough not to hurt. Got it.

[He fingers him a bit harder, squeezing his ass under his fingers.]

By the time you give birth, you'll be bed bound.

[A faint groan came out of his throat as the fingers made their way inside, stretching his rim and hitting something delicate that sent an electrifying pleasure through his system.

He wiggled, unable to contain himself.]

I-I don't have time for that. There's too much to do.

You're going to do what I tell you if I have to.

[And he'll force you to lay in his bed to be checked up on. He slowly pulls out his fingers and moves to push his cock against his hole.]

You'll exhaust yourself if you don't get enough rest.

[Green eyes widened when Waver realized what was coming next, and he wisely held his tongue when Law entered him with that massive cock. Waver whimpered and moaned in need, feeling his rim stretch as he took the length within him.

It was tight, but so was everything these days. His chest heaved as he panted restlessly, eyes going glassy as his vision hazed over.

He wanted to move, squirm, beg for more-- but he couldn't. His massive belly, writhing as the babies inside of him shifted and turned at the commotion, was too much of an obstacle to surmount.]

[Law gripped harder onto his hips, bending over him to keep pushing in nice and slowly. He takes his time, wanting Waver to get used to it.]

Breathe.

[Because he wonders if Iskandar made him do this.]

[No one had been forced into anything that day-- Waver had simply been unprepared for what had been coming for him.

Following Law's instructions, Waver took a shakey breath and allowed himself the unenviable pleasure of being taken by Law in such a way.]

[He keeps a grip on him and pushes in again with a grunt.]

Breathe again.

[Once more Waver obeyed, relaxing his muscles as much as he could so he could take Law's length inside of him.]

[He gave another push inside, feeling himself pushing deeper and deeper into him.]

That's better, isn't it?

Winter 2018

Waver

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