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Boulevard of Broken Dreams	By : DrunkenScotsman Category: +M to R > Rosario Vampire Views: 7069 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I make no money from the writing of this story. All characters and locations of Rosario+Vampire belong to Ikeda Akihisa.

Chapter List
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Chapter 3: Arcane Spell Failure
- TF, Minor1, Preg, Body Horror (implied)

As she walked down the hallway between classes at Yokai Academy, Yukari couldn’t help but notice the looks she garnered on her way. She smiled, remembering fondly her first trek down this corridor in her fully-grown body: her grace, her beauty, and her curves had inspired shock and lust among the boys and awe and envy among the girls. Even Kurumu had feared for the adoration-from-afar she received in the light of Yukari’s fantastic new rack.
The glances directed at her now, though, seemed different, more subdued. Girls began whispering to each other as she passed. Guys were blanching rather than grinning. All of them seemed… taller, maybe? Each step, too, seemed laborious, like she was walking through gelatin.
Everyone in class turned to look at her when she entered the room. Yukari smiled at them, particularly the other members of the Newspaper Club. Their reactions surprised her.
Mizore glared icily.
Kurumu refused to look at her, staring straight ahead and sitting with such a rigid posture that Yukari knew the succubus was intentionally ignoring her.
Moka frowned, sighed, and shook her head, as if the vampire pitied the young witch.
Tsukune reddened and looked intensely embarrassed.
At the front of the room, rather than Ms. Nekonome, stood Ruby in a professional-looking blouse, skirt, and heels. The older witch’s long, dark hair was pulled up into a high ponytail. In one hand, she held an open book; in the other, a piece of chalk. Her magenta eyes widened in surprise when she noticed Yukari’s entrance.
“Hi, Ruby!” chirped the younger witch. “Where’s Ms. Nekonome? Are you filling in for her?”
Ruby preened. “It’s a long story,” she replied. “Such a long story, in fact, that there’s just no way I could tell it all before your parents come to get you.”
Yukari’s brow furrowed. “Why would Mom and Dad come for me?”
Ruby looked at her incredulously. “Your, um, delicate situation, of course!” she answered with a nervous laugh and wave of her hand.
The younger witch frowned. “C’mon, Ruby, quit messing around and tell me!” she insisted.
The older witch blushed furiously. “Yukari, you’re…” she began. “Well, you’re… um… your due date’s coming soon,” she finally managed.
“Oh, no!” Yukari gasped. “Did I forget about a class assignment?”
“Not that kind of due date,” answered Ruby sotto voce, waving her hand in a vaguely circular motion in front of her stomach.
“Ruby, what are you… talking… about?” queried Yukari as she looked down at herself. Rather than the full bosom she expected, she instead saw a washboard-flat chest, along with a swollen, distended belly.
Yukari screamed.
“Really, Miss Sendo,” scolded Ruby with a bemused glare, “if you’re going to behave like a child, I’ll have to ask you to leave the classroom.”
The younger witch gaped. “But how…? How did this happen?”
The older witch sighed and shook her head indulgently. “I’ll explain on the way to the infirmary,” she answered. “I’ll walk you there; the class can work on Chapter 69 while I’m gone.”
The other students all groaned as Ruby escorted Yukari into the corridor, now devoid of students. The younger witch fought off tears as they walked, though she couldn’t determine which aspect of this situation upset her most. Was it the reversion back to her less-developed prepubescent body, including the loss of her spectacular rack? Was it the failure of her contraception spell leaving her vulnerable to impregnation? Was it the negative impact this pregnancy would have on her education? Was it the humiliation of waddling around school where everyone could see? Was it the disappointed looks she just knew she’d see on her parents’ faces? Was it the unhelpful responses of her friends?
“Yukari, you got pregnant by sleeping with Tsukune without protection,” Ruby explained, jarring the younger witch out of her thoughts. “When men ejaculate, their sperm seeks out an egg to fertilize…”
“Ruby, I know how that works!” protested Yukari. “We did use protection, though! I followed the spell’s instructions perfectly!”
Ruby frowned. “Maybe the protection spell you cast interfered with our ritual somehow, canceling both,” she speculated.
Yukari felt the color drain from her face. She hadn’t considered the possibility of a magical dissonance disjunction. She kicked herself for such an obvious oversight.
The two witches arrived at the infirmary. Once inside, Ruby helped Yukari onto one of the beds to lie down. The older witch wedged pillows into place beneath the other girl’s feet and lower back. “Rest now, Yukari. Your parents will arrive soon. Until then, I leave you in the nurse’s care,” Ruby informed the other witch as she exited.
“Wait, Ruby!” cried Yukari to no avail. “The nurse!” She tried to sit up; but a sudden, lancing pain in her abdomen forestalled her.
The school nurse glided over to the bedside, a deceptively-placid smile on her face. “Hello, Yukari,” she greeted in a near-inflectionless voice. “Did you think you’d seen the last of me, little girl?”
Yukari’s violet eyes widened. “Why are you still here?” she squeaked, a distraction while she groped around for her wand.
The intense stabbing pain paralyzed her, though, and the nurse shook her head. “Now, now, I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” she chided in mock concern. “We wouldn’t want anything unfortunate to happen to you in your condition.”
She laughed softly. “But I haven’t answered your question: A simple apology to the Headmaster for attempting to eat a student sufficed to keep my job. I’ll just have to choose more carefully in the future which students I try to feed from.”
Yukari snorted; by this point, she really should’ve suspected it would be that easy. After all, Ms. Ririko suffered no consequences for what she’d done to poor Tsukune last year, not to mention any of the other students. “What do you want with me?” she demanded.
“You used more of my serum to grow up again and, it seems, get the attention you wanted,” the nurse observed, resting a hand on Yukari’s swollen belly. “That serum bonded with your egg. When it became fertilized…”
She chuckled darkly. “Let’s just say that your baby is also mine. I intend to collect it.”
Yukari felt the thing inside her begin to move. The nurse stuck a tendril into the witch’s thigh, murmuring, “I’m inducing labor now, and this will keep you still during delivery. The young of my species are rather… spiny.” A cruel smirk spread across her face.
Unable to move, Yukari tried to brace herself; but the attempt was futile. The tearing pain inside returned and intensified tenfold. As the creature within her migrated down the birth canal, the witch knew she wouldn’t survive childbirth. She howled in terror and agony.
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Yukari shrieked and thrashed herself out of her bed onto the floor. Lying in a heap, she needed a minute to gain her bearings. Her room sat, still and quiet, in the dim effusion that arrived just before true daybreak; the only light emanated from the vermilion glow of the alarm clock showing 6:42.
With the assistance of the nightstand, Yukari levered herself into an upright position. She threaded her way through the darkened room, careful not to jostle any of her jars of spell components, jars too heavy to be placed on shelves. After steadying herself with a few deep breaths, she flipped on the light switch and looked into the mirror.
The witch saw herself: clad in her nightgown, she panted wide-eyed as the terror slowly subsided into unease. To her relief, though, Yukari’s eyes roamed over a flat stomach and plentiful cleavage, both in their rightful places. She ran her hands upward, along the curve of her waist to her breasts, just to confirm that she was still full-grown. Squeezing her breasts like stress balls relaxed her further.
“Oh, thank goodness! My tits are still here!” she whispered to herself. Kneading them more to calm herself, Yukari sighed. “Now, if I just knew my spell worked as intended… But it’ll be weeks before I can check to make sure.”
The still-unsettled young woman glanced at her clock. Up early on a Sunday morning, she mused. Maybe I’ll take a long, relaxing bath and nap later.
Once she’d removed her nightgown, Yukari admired her naked body in the mirror. She winked at her reflection and blew a kiss. Gosh, I’m a sex-pot! she marveled. I can’t really blame Tsukune for wanting me. We’ll just have to be more careful from now on and use actual protection when it comes to doing… this and that. I’m not ready to start a family with Tsukune just yet.
The end of the nightmare reemerged in Yukari’s thoughts. What if… what if using the nurse’s growth serum again… actually does something weird like that? I didn’t even think about it when Ruby and I performed that ritual. She took a shaky breath. After my bath, I need to research the nurse’s species, maybe with Ruby’s help. I should’ve thought about this before casting the ritual.
Still kicking herself for her oversight, the witch wrapped herself in a towel and headed to the bath, intent on soaking away concerns about the stability of her transformation and the long-term side effects that transformation may have imposed upon her. Even with the warmest, most relaxing water she could draw, the nightmare still lingered at the edge of Yukari’s thoughts. Relaxation continued to elude her because she just couldn’t stop thinking about worst-case scenarios, one after another in a dizzying array of variety and anxiety, each more creative and cruel than the last.
It was the first time Yukari would ever curse her intelligence.
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A/N: First, thanks to everyone who's replied thus far; your feedback is most appreciated. The tone of this story is indeed much darker than the others I've written, perhaps inspired by the dark turn the manga takes over the course of the story. As I noted previously, it's also an attempt on my part to try writing something other than the silly, smutty stories I've written before - an experiment to try to expand my horizons as a writer. If it's not your cup of tea, I understand; heck, I didn't enjoy putting these girls through the wringer myself. I hope that doing this will make the eventual resolution of this series that much sweeter.
Second, I've opened up a discussion thread on the forum ( http://www2.adult-fanfiction.org/forum/index.php/topic/62067-boulevard-of-broken-dreams-review-replies-discussion/ ), if you're so inclined. Otherwise, please continue with the feedback - reviews in particular are always appreciated.
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