Yukiko woke up in Naomi's bedroom hours later. The sun was shining, birds were chirping and people were
walking on the streets minding their business.
"How on two worlds did I get there?.." - she muttered groggily, not quite awake and, therefore, not quite sure
what was going on.
Then it hit her. The wish, the ancient, almost forgotten ritual and a zygote in her belly who was a shy, kind
and heartbroken girl mere hours ago... Even for a fairy that was quite a quaint situation.
Yukiko smiled, softly stroking her yet small and trim belly. When she heard Naomi's wish, she was kinda sad
that her mothering will only last a week. "Oh well." - she thought. - "I guess no one really can afford a
longer break from their life..."
Yukiko froze on the place, almost cursing. "Naomi's life! I was too eager to experience my new motherhood and
totally forgot about her! Stupid fairy!" Luckily, Naomi's memories were still reachable for her. It turned out
Naomi's parents were abroad and she had a break from her school and job. "Wow, Yukiko, you've really dodged a
bullet." - the fairy muttered to herself, shaking her head.
The ritual afforded great versatility in terms of time. Yukiko took the liberty of setting it up, so to say,
to the schedule she decided was optimal: first three days of week were dedicated to pregnancy, each day for a
trimester, with a growth spurt at noon. On the fall of the third day Naomi will be born again, then the last
four days she will spend as a child, returning to her original age at the fall of the seventh day.
Yukiko looked at the clock. It was 10AM. Yukiko wished herself some clothes (as, obviously, none of Naomi's
clothes would fit her) and went for a walk in a nearby park.
The park wasn't all that magnificent compared to the gardens in her home realm, but still, Yukiko was amazed
at humans' ability to coexist with plants, however temporarily. She has glanced at parks while flying to her
proteges, but she never was able to take a good look at one.
She returned home just about time for her growth spurt. She was showering, washing off the sweat from her walk
(sweating was another new feeling the ritual provided for her), when she felt her breasts and stomach getting
warmer.
"It's happening..." - the fairy whispered in curiosity and awe as her breasts began pulsating, getting bigger
with each pulse of her blood, bigger and more sensitive as Yukiko could not contain herself any longer as she
groped her rapidly enlarging breasts and pinching her rapidly engorging nipples. Small moans that escaped her
lips turned into lustful screams when she brought her right hand to her loins, the left still groping her
breast. She pleasured herself until her mind was completely clouded with pleasure and with one final scream of
passion she went limp on the floor, the cool water still pouring on her body...
The fairy groggily stood up and shut down the water, slowly coming to her senses. She turned to the mirror and
observed herself. Her body was beautiful before, but now it was adorned by a different kind of beauty. Her
breasts have grown tremendously, they were almost as big as during the ritual, and there was a small bulge
just under her navel. Yukiko smiled and patted the bulge. "Tomorrow I'll feel you kicking, Naomi."