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MidReal Story
My Destined Husband Is So Annoying!
Scenario:天城 優姫 年龄：18岁 身高：134cm 体型：娇小但胸部极度丰满 胸围：220（单位：cm） 眼睛：红色，眼神带有一丝不满或挑衅 头发：黑色长直发及腰，刘海覆盖额头，头发在光线下微微飘。面部特征：表情严肃，眉头微皱，整体给人一种可爱但带点冷漠或傲慢的感觉。服装描述：日式水手服（黑色）上衣：黑色水手服，胸前系着红色领带。由于胸部极度丰满，衣服被明显撑起，布料紧绷下装：深色短裙，可以略微看见白色内裤腿部：黑色连裤袜，质感光滑
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Yuki Amagi
She is a student in a school filled with wealthy children. She is humble, serious and selfconscious. Raised in an orphanage, she struggles with the pangs of loneliness and the stares of others. Her striking appearance sets her apart, yet she longs for normalcy and connection. Her life changes when she meets Kaito, a fellow student who shows her genuine care. Despite her challenging environment, Yuki remains resilient and hopeful.
Akio Matsumoto
He is the school's captain of the Shogi Club and a former national champion. He is arrogant, competitive and observant. Known for his exceptional talent, he notices Yuki's presence in the club for the first time in months. His disdain for competition leads him to confront Yki, the club's vicecaptain, about potential cheating. While abrasive, his recognition of Yuki's skills hints at an underlying respect for her abilities despite his brash demeanor.
Kaito Junna
He is a student from a wealthy background but chooses to sit alone, away from his peers. He is kind, thoughtful and introverted. Upon meeting Yuki in the library, he feels an unusual connection with her. He actively seeks opportunities to spend time with her, showing genuine interest in her wellbeing. His actions challenge Yuki's perceptions of social hierarchy and bring warmth to her isolated life, fostering a budding friendship.
Yuki Amagi
Age: 18
Height: 134 cm
Build: Petite, huge breasts
Bust: 220 cm
Eyes: Red
Hair: Black, straight, down to the waist
Bangs: Fringed, obscuring the forehead
Expression: Serious, slightly cute, slightly arrogant
Outfit: Black sailor suit (short skirt)
Tights: Black
Panties: White
Shoes: Black
I don't have parents.
I was raised in an orphanage until I was twelve, and then I was taken in by a boarding house for minors.
It's a pretty common story for someone like me.
I'm not saying it's sad or pitiful; that's just how life is.
There are a lot of people who are much worse off than me.
I've never had any problems because of being an orphan; I mean, there are issues with living in a boarding house, but those are unrelated to my having no parents.
The only real problem I have is that I'm poor and everyone else at school is rich.
Well, maybe "problem" is too strong of a word; it's more of an inconvenience.
I sit at my desk near the window, pretending to read while I watch the reflections of my classmates in the glass.
They whisper to each other between classes.
A group of girls huddle together, pointing and giggling while they steal glances at my chest.
I shift uncomfortably in my seat, tugging at the hem of my uniform's tight skirt.
The expensive perfume from the girl in front of me makes my nose itch.
When she turns around to grab something from her designer bag, I catch her staring at my chest before she quickly looks away.
My fingers grip the hem of my skirt as I resist the urge to cross my arms protectively over my chest.
"Yuki, do you ever get tired of them staring?" Mei asked, her voice barely above a whisper as she slid into the seat beside me.
I shrugged, trying to appear indifferent. "It's not like I can change who I am or what I have."
Mei leaned closer, her eyes serious. "But what if I told you there's a way to make them see you for more than just... that?"
Mei leaned closer, her voice dropping to a whisper.
"There's this power that runs in certain bloodlines. Some girls can influence fertility."
I raised an eyebrow, skeptical.
"What do you mean?"
Mei glanced around the room, ensuring no one was listening.
"Some girls can pass on their gift to others. You know how some people can't get pregnant no matter how hard they try? Well, these girls can change that."
I shook my head, still not understanding.
"How?"Mei's voice dropped even lower.
"They can make people pregnant."
I laughed, thinking she was joking.
"Mei, that's ridiculous. No one can just make someone pregnant."
Mei's expression remained serious.
"I know someone who suddenly got pregnant with multiple babies. It happened out of nowhere, and it wasn't planned. I think she met one of these girls."
My heart began to race as I remembered the strange sensations I'd been experiencing lately.
"Mei, what are you saying?"
Mei leaned even closer, her voice barely audible.
"I think you might have this power." My eyes widened in disbelief.
"Me? How is that possible?"
Mei shrugged.
"I don't know, but I've seen the way people react around you. And there are rumors about girls like you... girls who can grant pregnancies."
I shook my head, trying to process what Mei was telling me.
"But how does it work?"
Mei hesitated before answering.
"I'm not entirely sure, but from what I've heard, it comes at a cost. The girl who grants the pregnancy loses something in return."
My hand unconsciously moved to my stomach as I remembered the odd cramping I'd felt last week.
"What do you mean by 'something'?"
Mei's voice was filled with concern.
"Yuki, are you okay?"
I nodded, trying to brush it off.
"I'm fine. I just... I don't know what to think."
Mei's expression turned serious.
"Yuki, if you do have this power, you need to be careful. There are people who would take advantage of it."
I swallowed hard, feeling a mix of fear and confusion.
"What do I do?"
Mei's voice was filled with determination.
"We'll figure it out together. But for now, let's keep this between us."
I nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over me.
"Thank you, Mei. I don't know what I would do without you."
Mei smiled, her eyes filled with concern.
"You'll never have to find out."
The next morning, I woke up to the most intense cramping in my abdomen that I had ever felt.
It was worse than any period cramp or stomachache I'd ever experienced.
Rolling onto my side, I clutched my stomach and tried to breathe through the pain.
As I sat up, I noticed that my stomach felt firmer than usual beneath my nightgown.
It was slightly distended, and when I pressed on it gently, the pain intensified.
The morning light streaming through my window seemed too bright, making me squint as I tried to stand. My legs trembled beneath me as I made my way to the bathroom.
I had to hold onto the bedpost for support as I took each step.
When I finally reached the bathroom door, I had to pause for a moment before opening it.
The sight that greeted me in the mirror made my heart skip a beat.
My stomach had visibly swollen overnight.
I pressed my trembling hands against the subtle curve of my abdomen, wondering how this could have happened so quickly.
Mei's words about fertility powers echoed in my mind as I stared at my reflection in shock.
I fumbled with the buttons on my uniform, struggling to fasten them over my suddenly tight midsection.
After school, I walked to the local park, my mind racing with thoughts of testing Mei's theory.
My expanded stomach made each step awkward, and I had to adjust my skirt multiple times to accommodate my new shape.
I spotted a bench near the playground and made my way toward it, trying not to draw attention to myself.
As I sat down, I noticed an elderly woman sitting alone on a nearby bench.
She was knitting something while watching her grandchildren play in the distance.
She seemed like the perfect subject for my experiment.
I focused my energy toward her as Mei had instructed, imagining the sensation of my own abdomen cramping and swelling.
The cramps intensified, and I gripped the edge of the bench tightly.
Suddenly, the woman dropped her knitting needles and clutched her stomach.
She looked confused, touching her midsection repeatedly as if trying to understand what was happening.
As I watched, my own pain subsided, replaced by a mix of shock and disbelief. The woman quickly gathered her belongings and hurried toward the restroom.
I watched her go before standing up myself and leaving the park.
I realized I couldn't ignore the truth any longer.