[Tribal TF, Pregnant]

Having just recently been trained in the art of Keyblade Mastery, Kairi was still a novice. Something that didn’t help when she wanted to try and find out where her friend Sora had disappeared to after he abused his special power.

Thankfully, she was joined by her former Nobody and now best friend, Namine, as they both traversed the stars between worlds. If they were lucky, they would find him. If they weren’t, they would just get a clue towards his eventual location. At least, that’s what they had imagined when they set out initially.

What neither of them expected, and what Namine had warned Kairi about countless times since they set off in their Gummi Ship, was that they would end up crashing and ending up stranded in a world they had never before been to. Not only that, but it was a world that seemed utterly barren outside of a single island, the same island they had crash landed on.

“At least it can’t get worse.” Kairi had said, with a slight smile on her face as the two crawled out of the wreckage. With her blonde friend following quietly behind, shaking her head silently as she never imagined that her somebody would end up being so reckless once she had been pried away from her friends.

As luck would have it, the two immediately ended up in further danger. As masked tanned men and women surrounded them, pointing spears at them to keep them at bay. While Kairi could summon her keyblade to defend herself, Namine was not so lucky. So, for the sake of not getting into more trouble than they already had invited, the two surrendered.

Namine quietly sighed as the two were escorted. “You really need to learn to speak after you think, Kairi.” She said, keeping an eye on their surroundings.

The tropical island was not far removed from Destiny Islands in terms of aesthetics. Which was nice, it reminded them of their home. Maybe even a second home, should they be unable to fix their Gummi Ship any time soon. If it came down to that, then…

Well, they’d figure something out.

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After the rather hostile welcome, Kairi and Namine were quite surprised after meeting the village chief. A woman with a noticeably gravid stomach, who exuded an air of total and utter control. Compared to the young men she commanded, and the younger girls… Well, she was on a whole different level.

Explaining things to her, without getting into the details of the borders between worlds and the existence of other worlds in the first place, was difficult. But thanks to Namine’s quick thinking and clever way with words, she explained how they had become shipwrecked. And they hoped that, in exchange for helping the tribe, they could stay here for the time being.

The Matriarch was pleased with the girl’s maturity, prompting Kairi to fume a little. And she agreed to their terms, allowing them to become part of the tribe as long as they did what they could to integrate while they were there. As long as they participated and aided the tribe in their matters, they would house them. And if they couldn’t find a way home, they would be welcome to join them permanently, once the Moon turned full. So that they could be bathed in the Moon’s ritual, just like the rest of the tribe.

“I’m not sure I want to do this.” Kairi muttered as she paced around the hut that had been assigned to her and Namine. “I mean… They’re…”

“They’re friendly, Kairi. And besides, do you know how to fix a Gummi Ship?” Namine asked, already having quietly folded her dress into a small pile in the corner of the muddy hut, while having put on a set of simple leaves that served as the most concealing ‘outfit’ that the tribesmen and women wore.

Kairi bit her lip and shook her head, sighing as she looked at the band of leaves that was supposed to protect her modesty. She really didn’t want to wear these. The tribal villagers were totally going to look at her being near-naked before Sora was…

Things were going to work out… Right?

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It had been a good week since they first arrived at the village. And life was going as smoothly as it could for two shipwrecked girls.

Being a part of the village meant that you partook in everything. Whether it was harvesting the fruits of their labor, or hunting the animals around the island. But the latter was only an activity for the most agile, which neither girl really was when it came down to it.

Leaving Kairi to primarily collect the berries that had been growing since last month, while Namine helped the returning hunters relax with her surprisingly dexterous fingers and her understanding of the human body, bringing them a new sense of relief that they had never felt before.

That was when they both found out about some of the Tribe’s customs. Namely, the way that everyone greeted one another. It was through kisses. Not slight kisses on the cheek, like they had seen in other worlds. Long, passionate kisses on the lips.

Namine didn’t stop them, if anything she enjoyed it a bit more than she would like to admit. But she always remained passive, just greeting them by offering her lips.

Kairi did try to avoid being kissed, but as they gave her more kisses every day… She eventually started returning the favor. Wrapping her arms around the men and women that returned, giving them a taste of her tongue to show her appreciation.

By the end of their first week in the village, both of them had discarded their tops. The leaves had grown stale, and their nipples itched whenever the leaves rubbed up against them. Besides, several hunters weren’t wearing anything. Whether they were female or male, it only made sense to imitate them if they wanted to integrate.

Things were working out. And sure, they weren’t focusing on their Gummi Ship, but… They were having fun. And it felt like they were forgetting something important…

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An entire month had passed. It felt like it just flew by…

Kairi, admittedly, had gotten a bit too used to her work gathering berries. Maybe a bit too used to it, because she had been caught snacking several days in a row. And those berries were extra nutritious too, leaving her with a fat pair of hips that nobody could miss. That, and a rather deep tan thanks to the sun shining down on her day in and day out. It was thanks to these factors that she had decided to strip down completely, going naked at all times. Besides, it wouldn’t be right if she had any tan marks when she wasn’t wearing a swimsuit.

Namine had gotten really good at kissing over the last little while. And thanks to those kisses, and the praise she got from everyone when she helped them unwind… She decided to listen to them and hear their requests out. They wanted her to be sexier, and get a tan like them. By smearing the berry juice across her breasts for several days, and letting it soak in the warmth of the sun, her breasts grew way bigger. Almost big enough for her to be confused for a mother… Something that the villagers took advantage of when they teasingly kissed her nipples.

But, tonight was the night that the chief had been preparing them for. The night of the Moon Ritual. Under the shine of the Moon, women and men would be forever joined together. Until the day they passed away, they would love one another with all of their heart.

As foreigners, and because the last male villager went several months without a female in his life thanks to the skewed birth rates… Kairi and Namine were to be joined with him. A handsome young man, who immediately complimented them for everything they had done for the village, as well as how beautiful they both were.

Namine blushed when she was called beautiful. No matter how many times she had heard it from the other villagers, it only hit harder and harder. Just hearing him talk to her was reminding her of… Somebody close to her. Maybe that was why he made her heart pound like this.

Kairi meanwhile enjoyed the praise and the compliments a bit too much, as she elbowed the charmer a bit. She was going to have a lot of fun with him, when it was time to be like husband and wife. Wasn’t there somebody else she was supposed to be with, though..?

Their thoughts were quickly wiped away as the moon shone down on them. It was time for their bonds to be forged. And the only way to do so was through passionate intercourse.

Their new partner, their loving husband, did not hesitate. He gave them a taste of the power of his hips, fucking them as roughly yet as lovingly as he could. And they responded by crying their hearts out in delight as they came again and again.

It didn’t take long before Kairi and Namine were inseminated. And their eternal bond was solidified, the moon imprinting itself on their bellies and on both of their husband’s balls. The sign of a claimed woman and a claimed man in tandem, ensuring that nobody would pry them away from one another ever again.

But the ritual was not done. No, there was still more. Because once the moon had blessed them…

Kairi trembled as she was the first to experience the power of the moon. Her tits exploded outward as they immediately started leaking milk, while she felt several of her eggs being pierced by the few sperm that managed to sneak into her. Those very same eggs being fertilized caused her womb to inflate immediately, her future children gestating quite quickly. They’d be born within the week at this rate…

Namine was in a similar boat, though her growth was nowhere near was furious anywhere except her womb. Her natural submissive nature meant that she got knocked up with way more sperm, resulting in her womb trying its best to deal with the hextuplets resting inside her womb… It would be a difficult birth, but she looked forward to it nonetheless.

Because the blessing of the moon would ensure that they loved their husband until the end. It did end up working out after all…

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“You know, quality’s better than quantity.”

It had been another month since they experienced their first pregnancy. And both of the shipwrecked girls were now sitting in their husbands' home, tending to their children as they suckled away on their udders…

Kairi, now Kai’nui, had gotten even bigger since then. In fact, she was even more pregnant than before. Though not because there were more than two kids inside her womb, just gestating a little longer to ensure they ended up as strong as possible. It was the same reason why she had a ceremonial ring piercing her navel, and several tattoos meant to ensure a healthy pregnancy. She wanted her children to be the best they could be.

“Our job is to ensure the tribe’s survival. Quantity is more important, and it’s more fun when they come out…”

Namine, now Nani’mi, was even bigger. In fact, she could hardly walk with the baker’s dozen inside her womb. Her husband was more virile than expected, but that was why she was one of the milkiest girls in the entire village. Rings pierced through her nipple for easier grip, and extra tattoos to ensure that she would always lactate. So she could feed all the little mouths after she had birthed them.

Both girls had completely integrated. Nothing was on their mind except the love of their life, and the importance of the village’s further survival. They had forgotten everything about their Gummi Ship, and the reason they had arrived here in the first place…

The boys that had loved them before had all but faded from their memory. All that remained was their love for their husband, the man that had loved them so much more.

Ah. They felt their children kick. It was time to birth the next litter...