[Instant Pregnancy, Hyper Pregnancy]

"I'm sorry, you want me to what?"

"Model a couple of clothes for me. Otherwise the Black Knights won't get the funding they need to destabilize the Briannian hold on the world. It's not that hard to understand, Miss Kozaki. Unless you don't fancy yourself a good model."

"I don't. I really don't."

"That's a real shame. You have the body for it. You even have the attitude for it. Didn't you know that there's a real demand for fiery redheads out on the runway nowadays? Girls that barely look like they fit, except when it all comes together and they're even prettier than the real models."

"You... What? You've got to be joking, there's no way."

Two redheaded ladies were busy having a good chat inside a private chamber within Atlas Corp. One of the department heads, and one of her esteemed guests as part of the outreach program that Atlas Corp was currently putting on.

The guest in question was the Knightmare pilot Kallen Kuzuki, a member of the rebel group the Black Knights. What she wanted above else was for the liberation of her homeland, to stop the tyranny of the Britannians, and to make sure that people didn't end up suffering again. Which was why she had been sent to negotiate, and be the lynchpin in the Black Knights' plan to gain more support through capital.

And the head that was having her as a guest was the head of Fashion and advertisement, Suzaku. She was born a phoenix, which explained the beautiful scarlet feathers that stuck out from her wings, and the general heat that she gave off. A heat that didn't just come from her natural affinity with fire, but a heat that burst forth with every move she made. It was a heat that drew people's eyes towards her, which was why she was such an expert at marketing anything. Usually not with her own body, because then things would sell too well and then she wouldn't be able to sell anything else.

"Would I be joking?" Suzaku said as she carefully got out of her chair, the sound of her heels clicking against the ground echoing out as she passed by closet after closet, each of them containing different types of outfits that each embodied a different vibe. Each of them painstakingly designed by herself and then handsown to make sure that her employees had a prototype to follow. "You have everything that the modeling world wants. A cute look, a wonderful personality, and a body that they can drool themselves to death over. I'm actually a little jealous, you have it all without even putting in any effort. If I could, I'd be making that body of yours mine..."

Kallen narrowed her eyes. This woman, beyond the elements that made her seem overly fantastical beyond the limits of something like the Geass that Zero wielded, was just off. But at the same time, the Black Knights needed their funding. So she needed to go along with this. At least for a little bit longer so they could figure out what they could do with all of that money. "I'm flattered, but I'd prefer to keep this body. Nothing else fits inside the Gurren, and I wouldn't want to abandon my Knightmare no matter what."

Suzaku hid a bit of a grin with her wing. Oh, but she'd have to abandon that thing one way or another. And she had just the piece that would help her along. "Then at the very least let me help you bring out your inner beauty. All I ask for is one session on the runway, and then you're off the hook. You can go back to your little rebel fighters and continue piloting your Gurren. No strings attached."

None of that sounded like it was a good deal to take. Not a single bit. But at the same time... It was way too good to turn down. If she turned it down, then she'd also get in hot water with Zero. So... Well, she didn't have much of a choice, did she now? "Fine. I don't know if you're planning anything, but I'll take that deal. Just make sure you don't put me in anything humiliating."

"I wouldn't dream of doing that. I've already put away all the clown garb for when I try to scam a Britannian out of their life's savings." Suzaku chimed without a hint of insincerity, all while she reached towards several clothes hanging within the open closets. "Would you mind dressing down? I need to make sure I'm picking out the right size for somebody like you. Not that it's hard to find a set that isn't too tight on the chest, but I'd like to avoid cramping down on your bosom more than necessary."

A blush slowly covered Kallen's cheeks. Right, she had to get naked. How else would she wear an outfit and get out on the runway? Even though she didn't want to show off her naked body to a woman she was rightfully suspicious of, she carefully stripped off her piloting suit, keeping her headband on to keep some sort of dignity, before quietly folding up the suit and letting it rest on the phoenix woman's desk as she waited for her outfit.

"Beautiful body, Kallen." Suzaku chimed with a bit of a chuckle. While she was roping the girl into something that would leave her utterly incapable of piloting ever again, she couldn't help herself from letting out a few truthful statements. Because she truly did think that the pilot was beautiful. The perfect mixture of curvy and fit. Not to mention how she must end up sweating for so long underneath that suit... Ah, if she wasn't going to leave her incapable of wearing it ever again, she would've pinned her down and gotten her used to being sweaty...

Kallen blushed a bit more, only to nearly get hit in the face with a set of clothes. All of them way too thin for her liking. They were definitely see through, and the subtle frills were... Well she wouldn't call them revealing as much as they guided the eyes in just the wrong kind of way. She didn't want to show off her body like this, but at the same time she had just agreed to go out on the runway and then never interact with her again.

"What are these supposed to be, anyway?" Kallen asked as she carefully slipped each article of clothing on one by one. First a set of pantyhose that was so white and see-through that it barely even mattered, then a set of lace panties that felt like it could fall apart at a sudden breeze, while at the same time sticking to her body with a surprising level of tightness. After she got both of those on, then came a soft and tender set of heels that were incredibly comfortable despite the fact they made her walk as if she was standing on her toes, leaving her bottom half fully clothed despite what she would probably insist.

Then she pulled her attention towards the top half of her body. She clipped on a bra that seemed to have a set of holes cut out near the front, with her nipple a little too small to fit through properly. Then a gown that was so seethrough that it was more like a sheet of string that did very little to give her any sense of dignity and comfort. Then finally a set of elegant gloves that went together with the tender white leggins that she had put on earlier, which made even less sense considering how little they were able to cover down there which then meant they weren't covering her hands at all. It was such a bizarre outfit that made her wonder if she was even wearing anything at all.

"I'd call them the Empress' new clothes, but unfortunately that's the tagline of the last stunt I tried to pull on a Britannian. The shame that she felt once one of the Elevens pointed out that she was naked, oh, I've never felt better after hearing that." Suzaku explained, before clearing her throat a little and putting her hands on the redheaded girl's shoulders. "These clothes though, they're special. They're one of my most prized masterpieces. I've never let anybody else wear them because of all the love I poured into them."

"L-Love?" Kallen muttered, not really sure how to process that. How could something like a set of erotic lingerie be made with love? Wouldn't it be made with lust? Besides that, why would she give something like that to her if they were going to never see each other again?

As those thoughts started to pour through her head, the idea of it being fueled by love rooted into her body, and a moan left the redheaded girl's lips. Why did she suddenly feel a rush of pleasure? It was... It wasn't...

Suzaku smiled as the confusion started to spread onto the Knightmare pilot's face. Oh yes. Those clothes were truly bonding to her. She knew that she had picked the right girl for this. She'd have to make sure to thank Atlas a lot for the strings he had pulled so she could get a brand new model as good as this one.

Kallen moaned more and more as the love burst through her. It was filling her bit by bit. She didn't understand, but she knew it felt really good. So much so that she fell onto her knees and had to put her hands on her stomach, only for her eyes to widen and her lips to part to let out another moan, because she felt how her stomach had grown...

Suzaku's smile widened as she kneeled down to keep her eyes focused on Kallen's own, seeing her eyes grow soft and tender with every passing moment. The outfit was doing wonders for the girl. So it was okay for her to let a few more details slip. It wasn't like she'd be able to stop it now that it had begun.

"It's the love for one's family that I've poured into that outfit, Kallen. And since you definitely still need a big family, this'll help you make one. And you won't even have to wait for Zero to pump you full, because this Maternity Wear makes you a mother through and through!"

That was what the love was doing, and as that sank right into the redheaded girl's mind, she could feel the life bursting and teeming within her stomach. Her womb was being filled with every moment that passed by. She could feel it all teeming within, making her grow bigger and bigger in such a short amount of time.

By the time that she started to regain her sense of self even a little, she could see that she was at least nine months pregnant, and the gown that she had been wearing was now serving more as a slim top thanks to the sheer size of her gravidity. Not only that, but she could notice the idle kicks coming from within her. She was... She was so pregnant that she was probably full of a baker's dozen, if not more.

Of course it wasn't just her womb that had been pumped full of life, so had her breasts. They were leaking milk that poured right down the side of her gravid belly, all while they were about three times the size of her head. She needed plenty of milk to feed that horde of kids that were about to burst out of her at any moment.

And despite the fact that she was this grossly pregnant, despite the fact that she was now even milkier than the richest cow in the field... Despite the fact that she could never fit inside a Knightmare ever again, even if she managed to recover from this pregnancy...

The look of pure warmth inside her eyes made it clear that she didn't really care too much, the warmth of motherhood having overtaken her. All thanks to the love inside the Maternity Wear that she had been made to put on. It made her a Mother, through and through...

Suzaku couldn't help but chuckle a bit. The girl wouldn't be going out on the runway any time soon. But that was fine. Atlas Corp could use a loyal and expecting Mother like her for a lot of things...

Such as attracting more silly Elevens that needed to end up grossly pregnant, just like Kallen was.