Morgana: The Mother Of All

Silence.

Not the comforting silence of solitude or the heavy quiet of awe—but the taut, vibrating kind. The kind that presses on your eardrums like the moment before thunder breaks. I stared at the system window that floated in front of me, blinking slowly as if that would change what I was seeing.

...

[Divine Breeding Dominion: This skill allows the host to conceive and birth a perfect replica of themselves. On death or if the host's original body is destroyed, the host can use this skill to transfer its soul, consciousness, and memories into the new body.]

[Importance!: The skill is a one-time use, be careful.]

...

"You cheeky little bitch," I muttered aloud.

Not to the system. To Lilith.

She had to know what this would lead to when she gave me that orb with that little smirk and whispered, "May your womb never be empty—especially when it matters most."

But then again… of course, she knew. That was her whole thing, wasn't it? Planting seeds—ideas, powers, dildos—in fertile ground and watching what bloomed.

"Isn't this the same thing as me?" I murmured, rubbing my fingers together thoughtfully. "Did she influence me in my past life, or was I the one who influenced her?"

"Give birth to myself?" I said slowly, tasting the idea.

The phrase alone was insane. Heretical. Taboo. Which meant, of course, it was exactly my kind of magic.

"Ahhh~" My index finger drifted across my lips as the thought unraveled in delicious spirals. "But… what if I didn't stop at one?"

The system pulsed warning-red at the edge of my vision. A new kind of window.

Ding!

[Warning: This skill is restricted to a single use.]

[Unauthorized duplication of Divine Breeding Dominion will result in the skill being permanently erased.]

[Do NOT attempt to replicate yourself more than once.]

"Oh come on," I groaned. "Just one more little me? Maybe two? I'd even fuck them responsibly."

[...]

No response. Just that ominous red glow. Clearly, the system had zero sense of humor.

"Hey, Herma! You control the system, right? Could you please remove this restriction?" I asked my assistant, who likes to stay calm in my mind. "I want to have a harem of me."

[I'm sorry Morgana, but I can't help you this time. Divine Breeding Dominion skill comes straight from the goddess Lilith. The skill consumes a tremendous amount of divine energy to activate and use. If you tried to bypass the restriction and use it more than once...]

[The divine consumption of the energy could burn your soul from existence or worse!]

[Cripple it]

"Haa... Damn, that sucks," I sighed loudly, throwing my head backward, thinking of something else. I'm not going to give up on this skill, I WILL! Find a way to use it as much as I want to. And in truth 'Divine Breeding Dominion' gave me some ideas.

"Alright," I huffed, "so that's a big no-no. But what if I impregnated myself in my goddess form using my own ovum and seed?"

"..."

"Wait a second!" I blinked, raising my head. "Didn't I try something like this inside the trial?... and gave birth to my imp demon daughter, Morgana?"

I recall having the same idea under that hellish torture. I wanted to give birth to myself or at least a copy of myself and use it to take revenge on that demon governor. However, in the end, I couldn't—all because of the soul.

In order to achieve that, I needed to split my soul and at the same time kill the soul of my unborn child, and you know me, I would never do that to my kids. I love them all.

The soul domain is something that no one should mess with, no matter what kind of skill or system bullshit they get. No matter what I do, the lovely daughters growing inside my womb always have a soul. I can't give birth to a soulless thing. But the 'Divine Breeding Dominion' skill is different from that.

"Maybe I'll figure something out when I try the skill for myself."

When things get too complicated for me to understand I always do the best thing... fuck it.

Moreover, what the skill offered was too good. If I died… if someone actually managed to kill me… then I'd just be born again. Back inside my temple. A new body, same mind. Perfect preservation.

The ultimate insurance policy. My child... Myself... My future backup... My… daughter?

"Ugh... too much... my head hurts," I grunted, slapping myself, activating the skill before the headache grew from thinking too much.

"Ahh~" The moment I confirmed the activation, something strange happened. My cock began to move?

Yes, my dick moved, downward toward my honeypot, and my initial thought was that I would fuck myself and finish inside. I mean this is how self-impregnation worked right?

[...]

"Fuck off Herma, I know I could use the system to make the process internal, but where is the fun in ...Ahh~"

A soft moan escaped my lips, as my vagina began to expand, its muscles stretched wide open like a beast's jaws ready to swallow its prey.

"Ahh—fuck... me," I panted, clutching at the swelling curve of my lower belly as my cock—not guided by will but by divine instinct—slid slick and slow down, aligning with the hungry heat of my own pussy.

And yes, I was wet.

Of course, I was wet. I was fucking breeding myself. Who wouldn't be wet? No one could argue now: I was hornier and lewder than any single woman in this universe. A crazy fact that seemed to prove itself time and time again.

This wasn't just sex. This wasn't just masturbation. This was divine creation. My body was the spell. My womb is the ritual site. My cock is the wand. And my own slit?

The altar.

"Ohhh~... Really!"

Like a beast's jaw, my own cute pink pussy swallowed my entire cock. Head, shaft, balls. Everything—and it took it in. It didn't stop at having a 12-inch thick rod fully inside, nope. With a powerful gulp, my cervix wrapped around my dick with a hearty slorp and devoured it like a divine penis meal.

"Holy Shit!!"

This was far better and much more exciting than self-impregnation as a spider. My entire cock, Big D, was acting alone. On its own, as if it had its own mind, and decided to visit my baby chamber and make a mess in it.

"Holy fuck—"

My breath hitched. My back arched. My hands gripped the fabric of my seat as I felt a familiar pulse.

My cock—my beautiful, proud, slightly mischievous Divine Rod of Unholy Desires—wasn't just inside me. It had gone full infiltration mode, wriggling deeper past the limits of what should've been physically possible. My insides welcomed it. No, I craved it. I could feel my womb stretching, shifting, making room as if it knew what was coming.

And sweet stars above—I wasn't doing a damn thing to stop it... Duhh.

"Ahhh~" My moans echoed against the pulse of my temple's living heart, growing louder, hornier, dirtier, more unhinged. "Oh gods... yes... yes... yes... fill me—me—fuck, I'm so full of myself—literally!"

And then—oh, then came the divine kicker. The moment my cock breached in, my womb squeezed, and Big D? He responded like a champion, pulsing with a power that wasn't just sexual—it was sacred.

Divine white, hot essence flooded my inner sanctum.

Thick. Heavy. Radiant. The kind of cum that could start civilizations—or end them.

"AHHHHHHHHH!" I came so hard my vision fractured into constellations. My ears were ringing, the world trembling, and even my temple reacted, pulsing with energy as if happy about the act.

My body spasmed, my belly bulging rapidly as the first surge of seeded energy took root. It didn't stop.

The pleasure, I mean.

Even after I collapsed onto the sanctified floor of my temple—a slick, sweat-drenched, moaning mess of limbs and leaking divinity—the pulsing aftershocks of it all kept shuddering through me like divine echoes. I could feel it. Not just the warmth in my belly but the weight of it. Power. Life. Me.

"Haah… ahh—fuck… fuck me, I'm amazing," I whispered, one hand resting possessively over my stomach, which was already starting to round with the first signs of accelerated gestation.

"I missed my pregnant belly," I whispered, running my right hand over my newly expanding middle.

Ever since I got 'The Dimensional Womb' skill, having a big, round, sexy belly full of babies had become less and less to the point I missed it. This is why I decided to leave this pregnancy in my original womb. I wanted to feel every single moment. Depending on how things end up, this could be my only chance for giving birth to myself and I wanted to feel all of it.

Ding!

[Congratulations, you have successfully impregnate yourself: A divine being]

[+100,000 BP]

[Estimated Time Until Birth: 4 days, 11 hours, 37 minutes.]

"Nice, in four days I shall meet the 'Me' daughter!"

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