A/N: Once again, the same warnings from the previous chapter still stand.

Heavily focused on pregnant women and descriptive details of them, so I highly suggest you leave if that isn't your cup of tea. This has very little to do with the actual Fire Emblem universe and contains out-of-character moments as well. This was mainly written because there aren't many stories about pregnant Fire Emblem characters and I sincerely apologize if you find this sort of thing offensive.

I can only think of one more potential chapter to help wrap this up while leaving some loose ends...

Please consider once more whether or not you are uncomfortable with this sort of thing before reading!

Disclaimer: Fire Emblem and its characters are not owned by me.


To say the least, Cordelia felt the most embarrassment she had ever had the displeasure of dealing with. Other knights teasing her in the past was nothing compared to this. Chrom, her commander whom she secretly admired was staring at her in one of the least favorable situations. Sure, she was thankfully for being clothed, yet her voluptuous figure pushing against said clothes didn't comfort her much either. She was scared, and any courage left in her was hindered by the shock of her sudden pregnancy, stiff as a board.

Chrom's eyes frequently scanned the red-haired woman in the tent. There's no way that can be Cordelia...can it? Chrom thought to himself, She never had a body like that though! Calm down, keep your cool, and try to be comforting. You are the leader of this army and you won't let a silly thing like this distract you. Deciding to not put pressure on the trembling Pegasus Knight, he remained stationary, "Listen, I'm here if you need anything. Whatever is going on, I can do my best to help you out" he kindly smiled at her to display his sincerity.

Cordelia could swear her entire face turned as red as underwear as those words struck her heart. "C-Chrom! Thank you so much! Just...leave me alone for awhile so I can sort this thing out, okay?" She faked a laugh and waved goodbye.

"Certainly. I wish you a speedy recovery". The king of Ylisse then exited the tent without another word.

Cordelia was not handling the scenario as well as Chrom did. He was so understanding and sweet! My heart flutters in delight! She sighed dreamily, It's no wonder he's king! I just want him to grope me ferociously while I grab hold of his...his... Cordelia mentally slapped herself and swore out loud, "Bad Cordelia! He's a married man! How could you possibly be thinking of a stupid thing like that right now? Stupid hormones! I'm not sure how much longer I can hold them off..." Tossing her lustful thoughts aside, Cordelia exited her tent with a waddle, annoyed that her pregnant belly forced her to move around in such an inconvenient and humiliating manner despite being regarded as perfect in the past.

"Let's see..." Cordelia said to herself as she travelled in the direction of Miriel's tent, "Hers is the closest. Henry would most likely make terrible puns before doing anything helpful. Tharja...I don't even want to think about it". She didn't hate the Dark Mages, they were just a bit unsettling to be around with their personalities and mysterious powers. Without a doubt, Miriel was the best source of help right now.

"Oh my gosh, that's so cool!" a very eager-sounding girl's voice said.

Can't I get a single break? Cordelia's body tensed up and she slowly turned her head towards the sound, fearing who had seen her this time. Out of everyone in the entire camp, it was the childlike Nowi who had noticed her from afar, wearing her usual outfit complete with a cape. Ever-cheerful and hyper as usual, Nowi ran towards Cordelia with eyes that glittered with awe. The Manakete's green hair flew around wildly until she stopped a mere couple of feet away from the Pegasus Knight. This was certainly a tight spot for Cordelia: Nowi was a wild-card. Unpredictable. The pregnant woman only had begun to say a greeting before getting a tight hug from the young-looking comrade.

"It's so hug-able and firm!" Nowi squealed with delight, blurting out the very first things that came into her head, "You look like you ate the entire food supply here! How did you do that all by yourself?"

"Nowi!" Cordelia yelped from the sudden physical contact, unable to think of an immediate response. "Wh-what do you think you're doing?"

Nowi looked up at the considerably taller Shepherd and laughed in a innocent manner, "Your tummy is all big and it's just asking for attention when it's sticking out like that, silly!" Nowi released Cordelia from her embrace and began to rub the pregnant knight's stomach with both of her small hands in every which way possible; soft noises came from white fabric draped over Cordelia's belly as Nowi ran her hands along its smooth surface. "It's so fun when there's lots to love! I'm even a tiny bit jealous right now since you get to have that whole ball of fun to yourself! Where can Nowi get one like yours?"

Cordelia felt herself getting flustered as her massive gut received rather affectionate and unexpected physical attention. Part of Nowi's caressing felt relaxing, yet she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable with it. She hadn't even been pregnant for one hour and now somebody else was treating her condition like some kind of public statue they could touch whenever they felt like it! Nowi's always like this... Cordelia reminded herself to filter the bubbling emotions within her, Yet I can't just stand here and do nothing! In one swift motion, the Pegasus Knight, caught both of Nowi's wrists to cease the manhandling of her belly. "I know you mean well, however you can't just start touching people without asking them first! It's rude to do that!"

The one thousand year-old girl cocked her head to the side, "Why don't you want me to touch it? Doesn't it feel good to have it rubbed?" Nowi raised an eyebrow at Cordelia to further emphasize her confusion.

The redhead sighed, unable to maintain her cool for much longer. Nowi was much older than she looked, but yelling at someone who looked like a child still had a large amount of guilt to it. She's only being curious. Nothing wrong with that. Just let out some minor things one at a time...Nowi won't be leaving you alone anytime soon... She looked down and cradled her astounding stomach with both arms, "Yes, belly rubs can be good. I just...I just don't like to be reminded of how mine is right now".

The Manakete scratched her head, "Then why did you eat everyone's food if you didn't want to get so fat?"

Fat. Nowi just called her fat. That single word made the warrior cringe. Cordelia shook her head, "I'm just...just p-pr...pregnant". The last word left an unsettling taste in her mouth. "I woke up like this and I don't know how it happened!"

Nowi could see her friend's eyes beginning to water, "Don't cry! Nowi thinks you're really pretty!"

Cordelia weakly smiled, "Thank you so much...that makes me very happy that you think that". Feeling the need to reinforce favorable behavior, she did a polite bow.

"EEEEEEEEEEE!" Nowi squealed with an extravagant burst of energy, jumping up and down with a great smile, "Cordelia! Boingy bits! You have boingy bits now!"

Boingy bits? What does she...Oh no! I was so close to wrapping this conversation up and now I'm back to square one! That bizarre term had once been used by Nowi to ask Tharja about breasts, in which that discussion quickly managed to spread among the Shepherds like a terrible cold: nobody wanted it and life was better before it happened. By doing a seemingly harmless bow, the Pegasus Knight had unintentionally given her short manakete friend a rather generous display of her newly developed features that threatened to break free of her clothes. Cordelia turned red from embarrassment for being the subject of such a topic. "D-didn't you already talk to Tharja about...them?" The taller woman desperately wished for the subject to shift to anything else.

"She tried to hex me when I asked" Nowi shrugged. "You look nearly as boingy as Tharja now, so Nowi can go to you now!" She crouched down and jumped as high as she could over and over to gaze over Cordelia's stomach and catch brief glances of the heaving breasts. "Wow, they're super huge now! And probably extra soft and bouncy and squishy and-" Nowi continued to eagerly ramble only pausing to take in a small breath before resuming her behavior.

"W-well a bit I suppose..." Cordelia stuttered, instinctively covering her chest. Dear gods, I'm getting really hot all of a sudden! With a blabbering Manakete going on about breasts, the red-haired knight felt strong urges to start playing with her weighted chest right then and there.

Nowi's eyes lit up even more as an idea formed in her head, "Hey, here's an idea: why don't you tell me what you did to get like that and then I will have my very own boingy bits and round tummy to play with? Nowi won't have to ask for permission anymore!" The girl's face beamed with hope and eagerness.

Much to the Pegasus Knight's discomfort, a mental image of Nowi heavily pregnant with bulging breasts, widened hips and an outstretched belly penetrated her mind. It worsened from there and made her momentarily picture her friend skipping through a pleasant field, laughing, looking down and watching her tender breasts bounce up and down underneath her constricting clothes. Cordelia pulled herself together and snapped out of the trance. She coughed nervously and dismissed Nowi's suggestion "I-I already said that I don't know what made me like this! Trust me, you'd like being the way you are right now much more".

Nowi made a pouting face and crossed her arms, "Being skinny and small is boooooooring! Nowi would happily trade places with you right now if she could!"

"Actually, Henry-" Cordelia quickly stopped herself before making the mistake of bringing up the Dark Mage's body-switching hex. She sighed, "It's not very fun at all. You feel super heavy and tired, having to lug all of this around," she gestured towards her curvy figure, "None of your clothes will fit right, your emotions keep changing and it's just a giant pain!" She decided to leave out details of the uncontrollable hormones and arousal for the Manakete's sake.

The green-haired girl looked at the sky, finger on her chin. She then looked back at Cordelia, "Hmmmm...I still wants to feel it for myself. How about some help? Here, I'll ask Henry and Tharja if there's a hex to make people big and pregnant in one day and then if they know a way to undo it, I'll tell you!"

Anything to finally end this so I can get to Miriel's tent before anyone else sees me...thank goodness no one woke up from Nowi's racket yet! Cordelia patted her comrade's head, "Sounds good. Go to Miriel once you've found a way to fix me, okay?"

"Yay! Nowi's gonna get real big!" Giving her friend a thumbs-up, Nowi skipped off to another portion of the base.

Cordelia exhaled and put her hands on her back in a futile attempt to keep her posture correct. She thanked the gods for getting her out of that tight spot and ran one of her hands through the lengthy amount of scarlet hair she had. However, she was still feeling rather sore and rubbed the back of her neck. Once Cordelia had finished massaging, a grave error occurred that she immediately regretted: she had not taken her new curves into consideration and her hand pressed down on her chest while going back to her side.

I...I can't take it anymore! Cordelia shivered from the pleasure that coursed throughout her body, clouding her cognitive thinking as her natural emotions began to dominate her thoughts. There was not enough time to reconsider at this point for the unfortunate Shepherd. Cordelia took both of her hands and positioned them directly on her bound breasts before groping herself as hard as she could. Feeling her fingers dig deep into the soft flesh, Cordelia sensed her body temperature rising once more. She softly moaned in pleasure, kneading her lovely breasts like fresh dough. The ripples of ecstasy from squeezing her breasts eventually made the woman drop to her knees and lower herself on the grass so that she was on her back with her stomach proudly pointed skywards. Gravity would've normally pulled Cordelia's bouncy endowments to her sides, yet her tight red underwear kept it in place. She was free to toy with her new rack with little fear of it flopping about. Cordelia could definitely feel the weight of her nearly full-term pregnant belly pushing down on her, yet that only turned her on further . It's like there's another person lying on top of me! Like it's my boyfriend or something... She smiled in amusement at her own analogy. Wow, I've never gotten this aroused in my entire life! Cordelia went back to playing with her swollen chest and made more small sounds of pleasure I take back what I said before! These are the best things ever and I love being huge!

The urge to satisfy her cravings hadn't stopped there; one of her hands went to her round abdomen and stroked it, getting dangerously close to another sensitive part of her body. Despite being fully clothed, Cordelia had done a fair job at turning herself on. Getting up and taking off her clothes would take way too long, not to mention all the trouble she would have to go through in order to put them back on. "It feels sooooooo good!" she said through clenched teeth while her hands moved at an increased rate. It was then that Cordelia turned her head to the side long enough to see Miriel the Mage dressed in a black nightgown, giving her a confused look from a couple of tents away.

Cordelia could have sworn her heart stopped beating for a second. With some difficulty, the Pegasus Knight got to her feet as fast as possible; a feeling of guilt slowly descended upon her as she came back to her senses and realized what she had just been doing and the perverted thoughts that had been rampaging through her head. Cordelia stumbled over to the intelligent Mage, face beet red from being caught doing such a private act out in the open without realizing it at first. Cordelia's long red hair had become frizzled as well, and her white dress had several grass stains on it now. "Miriel...help me..."