Tier 3+ 🤰 New OC + Story and two beautiful Fanarts!

Hey everyone!

Glas writing here! I'm keeping the description short today, because the post will be packed full with a little story I wrote for you guys!

So the first 6 pictures are about our new character, who you'll read about in a moment.

The last two are two gorgeous Melga artworks by other artists! First one is by Serialfiller1/Dido, second by CShading/CelesseShading! Aren't they just stunning, both in completely different ways? What a treat for the eyes!

Now, without further ado, here's the story. It's only the first part, so let us know if you're curious to find out more about this mysterious person! And a special thank you to our livestream watchers who beta read this story 💜

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Contents: original content, w/w, cryptid (?) pregnancy, nbpreg, sexual awakening

Story written by  RoseVirage

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Act 1

When the magician joined the stage through an imposing explosion of sparkling fog, the crowd gasped, and so did Mary. Like everyone else, it was because of the impressive performance highlighted with orchestrated music at first, but then a second wheeze followed. The magician's middle didn’t quite suit the rest of her slender, elegantly dressed body. It clearly, unmistakably, bulged out. Since Mary had never heard of this “Melody of the Stars” show before her father gifted her the tickets, she didn’t really expect anything; And yet she found herself surprised that a clearly pregnant woman would put magic stunts on a Las Vegas stage.

Mary couldn’t help but be mesmerized by this sight. She knew female magicians were rare to begin with, even rarer those who dressed in old fashioned magician style - swallowtail tuxedo, white blouse, red bowtie, tophat, cape - but she never even thought about a pregnant magician before.

Something in Mary reacted in awe of this notion. Something she didn’t yet understand.

And then, for a brief moment, as if this Magician had detected her feelings out of the hundreds of people in this hall, their eyes met. It was just for a second, while she was presenting some items on a table, but Mary was sure: She was looking directly at her. And not only that, she smiled. Mysteriously, almost knowingly.

Marys heart was pounding harder. It couldn’t be. It was a trick of the eye. After all, that’s what Magicians do, right?

After that, Mary was in some sort of trance for the whole performance. She found herself utterly enchanted, not only by the unbelievably impressive tricks of sorts she has never seen before, but by the performer herself. She only noticed the shows end when everyone stood up and clapped hysterically, accompanied by loud cheering screams.

Right before the heavy velvet curtains fell, the magician bowed - and lifted her head to throw one last smirk at Mary.

Only then the spell broke and Mary got a sense for herself and others again.

‘Oof, dear lord,’ she thought and laid a hand on her chest, feeling her heavy pounding heart, ‘almost like she truely bewitched me’.

Though before she could gave this another thought, the crowd was getting excited again.

“She is waiting outside!” somebody yelled, and seemingly everyone was pushing towards the front exits. It seems that Magician had her fair share of fans, both men and women, who were suddenly acting like teenagers at a boy band concert.

Hah, well. It seems that not only Mary has been enchanted by her. Maybe this utter fascination was something everyone experienced during her shows.

Still, Mary wasn’t having any of it. She didn’t want to shake her hand or grab an autograph, this sort of glorification felt strange and dehumanizing to her. Especially when she would have to fight her way through many people who probably would bite her hand off if she got too close to their magic queen. So Mary scanned for other exits that weren’t cluttered with screaming humans.

She found another one of the familiar green lighting signs close to the stage. Probably more of an emergency exit, but considering that mountain of humans behind her that almost felt like a mass panic, the situation came rather close to an emergency anyway.

Mary took her bag and cardigan and proceeded to leave the hall through said exit. The heavy metal door closed behind her and cloaked the small, undecorated corridor in blessing silence.

She took a deep breath. Finally, she now could focus on her thoughts and feelings and start to process the whole experience.

First off, she needed to find out more about that magician lady. She opened her bag and looked for her smartphone, while heading towards the end of the hallway, another door clearly labeled with “EXIT”. Just as she found it, she bumped into something.

Mary took a step back and immediately recognized that curved body part she couldn’t help but stare at again and again for the whole show. She looked up, and there was the rest of the magician, too, looking at her with mysterious, but curious eyes. This time, she was not smiling. Instead, her unpainted, natural lips were a little apart, formed in an expression of surprise.

The woman was taller than she seemed on stage. At least taller by a head than Mary. Her tophat made her look even more impressive in size. Up close she now also noticed a little cute mole next to her lips. Then she saw the big old trunk in her left hand, and a beautifully crafted snake cane in her other.

“Why aren’t you with the others? How did you know I was here?” she asked, and the sound of her voice sent chills down Marys spine. It was way deeper than she could have guessed. Very androgynous, too. If Mary would have heard that voice in a podcast she wouldn’t have been able to tell if it’s that of a man or a woman. And another thing immediately stood out to her: An accent she couldn’t identify. Her “R”s were quite hard and she spoke with an interesting singsong.

“I didn’t” Mary answered truthfully, but her own voice came out shallow.

Now the magician smiled, and it was even more beautiful and possessing up close.

“Oh, really?” was all she commented, amused.

The magician looked at her for a moment, as if she was inspecting her. Mary could feel her heart beating in her throat. Being examined like this by this clearly imperious woman did things to her she didn’t know before. Suddenly there was nothing more than the desire to please this mysterious mistress's eyes. To appeal.

Mary gulped. She never had thoughts like this before.

Before she could say anything else, they both were startled by the sound of an opening door behind Mary, followed by the loud murmur of the crowd from the hall that was now flowing into the before silent corridor.

The magician quickly reached out with her cane, pointing the handle made out of the snake's head towards the door, and it slammed close all by itself.

Mary gasped.

“That won’t hold them for long.” the woman commented, now a little frantic, “It was a sublime pleasure to meet you, love. But I have to dash. Unless you need a ride home?”

“I do” Mary answered like a shot before she even realized what she said.

The magician smiled another of her enchanting smiles, then took a step back to let Mary pass.

“Would like nothing better than to do so, dearest. Please, after you. And be swift.”

Mary nodded and quickly headed towards the exit, opening the door to one of Las Vegas still very loud, very bright back alleys.

“My car is on the right.” the woman instructed her, while doing something to the exit door Mary couldn’t quite make out. “The oldtimer. Take a seat wherever you want.”

The car was unmissable. Mary wasn’t exactly a pro regarding oldtimers, but this one looked way older than the usual mustangs she’d think of when hearing “oldtimer”. Maybe something from 1930 or even older. It was a long, black car with some white applications. Feeling the magician's hustle, she quickly entered the car on the passenger side. The woman quickly followed on the other side, again looking at her curiously.

“This seat, ey? Interesting.”

Again, this deep voice. This accent. This concern. Mary felt hot.

The magician started the car and left the back alley. Then she seemingly started to relax.

Only now Mary realized that she was actually sitting in a stranger's car. Somebody she didn’t even know the name of. That, for sure, was nothing she would ever even dreamed about doing one day. Her parents raised her to be cautious. To always be home on time. She never even had any boyfriends during her school days. Always the good girl. And now this?

“This must be all very sudden and new to you” said the woman next to her, again as if she could read her mind.

Mary looked at her, then had to avert her gaze. Her perfectly round belly seemed even bigger in this seating position, and was so close, too. It did things to her she didn’t dare to think about. Especially not in this woman's presence.

“If you’re uncomfortable, I can stop for you to leave, dear.”

“No!” Mary expelled one pitch too loud, then cleared her throat and added: “It’s fine, really. I appreciate it.”

“My pleasure. Where should I take you to?”

“The Bellagio, please.”

The woman whistled.

“Nice stay. Expensive, but fantastic hotel. Not far from here, too.”

She took an immediate turn and set the new course without any navigation, showing that she knew these streets rather well.

“So, may I know the name of my passenger?” she asked.

“Rosemary.” Mary answered obediently.

“Beautiful.”

Mary blushed. Nobody ever commented on her name like that.

“A-and yours…?” she asked in turn.

The magician laughed at first, then, when Mary didn’t join in, looked at her surprised and said “Wait, you really don’t know?”

The girl shook her head, embarrassed. It only now occurred to her that it was probably very impolite to not know the name of the star of the show she just watched, let alone when said star was chauffeuring her through town.

“But it’s even in the name of the show. You surely must’ve at least taken a look on your ticket, right?”

“Melody of the Stars?” Mary asked sheepishly.

“The one and only, love. Technically Melodie van de Sterren, though feel free to refer to my name in English.”

Dutch. That was a dutch name. That explained the woman’s adorable accent.

“I must say, you’re a curious escort. I assume this was your first show of mine then, yes? What did you think of it?”

“It was hypnotizing.” Mary answered truthfully. She was afraid to say more than that, partially because she wasn’t yet too sure herself.

Melody didn’t push her, but Mary felt like she was expecting to hear more than that. To distract, Mary asked: “That trick in the hallway… How did you do that?”

The Magician lowered her hand, and for a moment, Mary - for some reason - could feel her excitement rising, because it looked like she was going to touch her curved belly. Instead, she put it on the stick shift to change gears. Oof. Why on earth did Mary focus so much on that?

“Now, my dear, even though this was your first magic show, you do know that you don’t ask Magician their tricks, no?”

Mary blushed. Of course she knew. But that wasn’t on stage. That was a sudden, unexpected thing happening backstage.

“Y-yes, but -”

“We’re here.”, the woman interrupted her and stopped the car.

Raising her eyes, Mary recognized the Bellagios impressive front.

But she didn’t want this to end. She wanted to find out more about that cryptic lady and wanted her to stay close to her. At least for a little while. Maybe she should do a sudden change to a hotel outside Vegas, so that their ride would take longer?

She scolded herself for even thinking something like that.

Melody opened her mouth to say something, but this time Mary interrupted her. “Can I invite you to a cup of coffee, maybe?” she blurted out. Then, a second later, covered her mouth with one of her hands, surprised about her boldness.

The magician had a baffled look on her face. She probably didn’t expect Mary to be this brave and eithern. Then she smiled, not answering at first but checking her watch. Who still has one of these nowadays?

“It’d be my pleasure, dear” she then finally answered.

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