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>start dating a baphomet
>almost immediately put a ring on her finger and a bun in her oven
>over time you put several more buns in her oven
>as time passes some peculiar things begin happening
>the high shelves start getting higher for some reason
>your facial hair gets thinner and easier to shave off
>your voice starts cracking oddly
>it's about the time one of your physicals reports that you've gotten a foot shorter that you start to panic
>you find yourself in a specialist's office
>said specialist is an extremely underdressed lich
>your waifu circles like an agitated sharkgirl
>the specialist takes one look at both of you and dissolves into giggles
>once she recovers she informs you that you're incubizing
>given the number of loli daughterus you have, you'd be surprised if you weren't
>the lich informs you that you're being altered by mamono mana to better fit your lolifu
>incubization 101, yes
>and the thing that most complements a loli is a shota
>you can't say you agree with the logic, but the symptoms do fit
>voice un-breaking, stature shortening, reduced body and facial hair
>oh dear ammit it actually makes a lot of sense
>according to the lich the main upside is that you'll remain this way while you're married to your waifu
>given your feelings for each other and her long lifespan this basically means you've achieved immortality
>oh yeah, and since mamono mana is the cause your dong should be the only part of you that remains postpubescent
>in any case the only way to reverse the changes is to break up
>you immediately declare that that's not happening
>your waifu has gone distressingly silent
>after a few more pleasantries the two of you start to head home
>your lolifu has gone completely silent, almost catatonic, beside you
>she does not react as you lead her to the car
>she does not react as you drive home
>she does not react when you drag her into the bedroom when you get back
>you sit beside her on the bed for a moment
>suddenly she launches into your arms, crying hysterically and begging for forgiveness
>you whisper over and over that she's got nothing to be sorry for, but she's well beyond the point of sanity
>after almost thirty continuous minutes of crying she finally starts to calm down
>she says that she dreaded the day that your body would fail and leave her behind
>she knew ahead of time what was happening
>but she didn't tell you because she was terrified you'd walk out on her
>but in the process she robbed you of your physical maturity without your knowledge or consent
>it was only when you freaked out and ran to the doctor that she realized just how wrong what she did was
>she starts saying that she'd understand if you hated her, etc. etc.
>you cut off her self-recrimination with a kiss
>and when you pull away, you tell her that you really don't mind
>you'll get odd looks when you buy beer, you'll have to buy more stepstools, and parent-teacher conferences are going to be awkward
>but that's not that bad of a deal if it means you get more time with her and your daughters
>the two of you were tied together in matrimony in the church of the Sabbath
>and if she thinks the threat of becoming a manlet is going to make you cut that bond, she's got another thing coming
>she dissolves into tears again, but happy tears this time
>over the years you do indeed revert to prepubescence except for the dick of course
>sometimes, when you can't quite reach a jar on a shelf or get carded at the liquor store, you get annoyed
>but then you look over at the carefree smile on your waifu's face
>and each time you're reminded that it was a small price indeed