God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem

"I see, Nina...Then do you want to hear what I really prefer you to look like and how I want you to change?" I stopped playing with her chest and looked down at her, who was panting from trying her best to keep my hands to myself.

"W-What is it, Kafka?...Do you want me to have big ones like Camila or tiny ones that I still don't know how I'll achieve, unless there's another fruit that works in the exact way a coconut does and helps decrease your bust size?"

Nina asked as she fully lied back on me from exhaustion and looked into my eyes that were looking down at her, waiting to hear what she should improve about herself to look the prettiest in my eyes.

But to her surprise, I didn't give her the answer she was expecting and simply said, with a gentle smile on my face as I caressed her cheeks,

"It's actually neither of those, Nina...I don't want you to grow your chest out for me or make them smaller just to suit my desires."

"Then what?...Are you saying that I already have the ideal bust size?" Nina asked me with a perturbed look on my face, wondering if her size was actually preferred over bigger ones like Camila's.

"No, Nina it's not about the ideal size of anything." I shook my head and proceeded to explain what I was saying, while she carefully listened.

"What I'm saying is that you are perfect the way you are and that there's no need at all for you to change for me...I love you and adore you for the valiant woman you are who doesn't hesitate to put herself before others and love you no matter how you look."

"...You could be tall, short, have small breasts, a big ass, or even a flabby belly...I would still cherish you no matter how your appearance changes, since at the end of the day it was your brave heart that stole my breath away, and then only did I realise that you were not only beautiful on the inside, but on the outside as well." I gently brushed her bangs up to clearly see Nina's pretty eyes that were twinkling at the moment and the red tint on her cheeks that was slowly starting to form with every word I spoke.

Chu~

And then, out of nowhere, while Nina was still trying to process what I was saying without her brain overheating and collapsing from hearing such daring words, I gave her a sudden kiss on her forehead that caught her off guard, and I said while she was still looking up at me in a daze,

"So, Nina, you don't ever worry about whatever dishes you might eat that may have mysterious effects on your body, like the ones Camila made...You can gourge on them as much as you want to without any concern whatsoever since I'll still love you no matter how it changes you, even if you end up as fat as a watermelon one day."

Nina was overwhelmed with the words she was hearing, which made her feel so cherished and loved that she felt like she was in the presence of her parents, who she knew loved her more than anything in the world. And the kiss to top it off made her heart race so fast that she couldn't even hear her own thoughts because of how loud it was beating in her chest.

She knew that the best way to avoid my temptations was to remain silent and act like nothing was affecting her. But she was unable to resist the temptation of asking the silly question on her mind after hearing everything I said, as she looked up at me with glimmering eyes and hesitantly asked,

"R-Really, Kafka?...Will you still like me even if my tummy were to swell up like a watermelon?"

Nina tried to confirm what I said by phrasing it in a rather funny manner, which even made her feel all shameful because of how childish and weird it sounded.

But I didn't tease her for her question at all, like she thought I would, and simply added on to it by saying, with a small smile on my face,

"Without a doubt, Nina. You're tummy can swell up as much as it wants too, and I can still positively say that you'll find your name carved in my heart if you were to dig it out."

Nina rolled her eyes and gave me a little punch for making her out to be a psychopath who dug the heart of her lover to check if he still loved her, but she also found it sweet to hear in a bizzare way, which made her feel all fuzzy inside.

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I also didn't stop there and added, with a grin on my face,

"You also have to remember that there isn't a man in the world out there who doesn't love his pregnant wife just because she's got a baby in the oven...So, it really is absurd of you to think that I'll stop liking you when your belly gets all big from bearing my child in the future."

I slipped my hands into Nina's clothes and caressed her abdomen like my baby was already growing inside of her, like I just said.

Stroke~ Carress~ Stroke~

Nina's ears twitched when she heard my plans to put a 'Little Nina's inside of her soon and the most absurd thing was that she didn't immediately reject that idea in her head.

Instead, she looked down and felt the warmth of my hand on her tummy, and she started to wonder just how she would look with a bloated belly and how the cute baby between us would like, completely forgetting for a second that she was a married woman as she started to imagine a family with another man, who couldn't even be called a man and rather a boy because he was half her age...