[Chaos Echo]

And, chapter... what, 8? It's probably the longest one so far, but I don't think I detailed the expansion well enough. And it's all over the place, since I wrote it in various parts throughout. But anyway...

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Carline awoke yet again. She rolled over and looked at her clock. It was almost three in the morning. She groaned. “Why can’t I sleep tonight? I’m not anxious about anything, and I don’t normally have issues.” She rolled around in bed for about twenty minutes, before getting up. She’d just have to get some milk or something. She grabbed her panties off the floor and put them on, and began to shuffle toward the nearest fridge. “Why, in the entire history of sorcery, has no one invented something to help with sleep? I gotta get on that… be a friggin gold mine…”


She went down the halls of the mansion, unconcerned about her toplessness, as only she, Tuicia, and Anni stayed there regularly, and they should both be sleeping. The servants didn’t show up for several hours, as well. She grumbled about putting a refrigerator closer to her bedroom, when she passed Tuicia’s. From within the slightly ajar door, she could hear movement and soft moans. “What is she doing up at this… oh.” Her mind immediately jumping to the dirtiest conclusion, she decided to move on, but then she heard an equally quiet “Mmm… Madame…” Now rather curious, she turned back around and poked her head into Tuicia’s room.


Tuicia was lying in her bed, wearing her nightie, and all her blankets had been thrown off of her. She was tossing and turning, muttering things in French. Carline couldn’t understand a word of it, but Tuicia sounded worried, fearful. The sorceress sighed with relief, and the smallest bit of disappointment. Tuicia was simply having a nightmare, it looked like, and not pleasuring herself to Carline as she’d thought. As she debated waking her up or just leaving her there, Tuicia abruptly switched to English. “No… Madame… do not leave me… please… so lost wizhout you… do not want to be… alone again…”


Carline crossed the room and sat down on the bed next to her. She placed a hand in hers, and Tuicia’s fingers curled around it in a frightened grip. “Tuicia,” she said softly and reassuringly. “Don’t worry. I’ll always be there for you. I would never leave you.” Tuicia’s entire body became less tense, and a small, contented smile appeared on her face. “Merci, Madame…” Carline waited, hand intertwined with Tuicia’s, until she was peacefully and rhythmically sleeping, and then headed back to bed. She slept the rest of the night without problem.


The next morning, or rather later that morning, Carline strode happily but aimlessly down the halls. It was finally spring, and she loved it. The winter didn’t appeal to her much, and now the sun was steadily coming out for longer periods of time. She loved the sun and the warmth it gave. She stopped to stare out one of the vast windows, so she could take in the mid-morning sunlight. The wildlife, both in the mansion and out, had yet to really come back. But today was the day that all her servants, who were each given one or two of her birds to keep safe through the winter, brought said birds back until next winter.


She continued on a slightly different line of thought. Her servants. Every one of them female. She knew she probably shouldn’t, but she had issues facing men ever since Ghatteus’s death. She had no idea why; neither he nor any other man had anything to do with her meltdown. Aside from her jaunt into Ceyllitar a few months ago, she hadn’t actually personally interacted with a man in years. And of her encounters with the same sex, ever since she came out about her bisexuality, she’d been noticing her servants in a very different way. None of them were ugly, exactly, but she had divided them into mental groups of attractiveness. She caught herself sneaking peeks at their rears as they walked by. Her eyes would sometimes flicker down to their chests as she spoke with them. But something about it felt almost like she was cheating, even though she currently was in no relationship.


Her thoughts were interrupted by the screech of something colorful as it flew overhead. She watched it go by in the opposite direction. It seemed one of her birds had gotten away from whoever had it. She sighed and began to move in that direction. Before she got far, she heard someone running, and whoever it was called out a “Lookout, miss!” Carline was slow to react, and was plowed into by her. It was hard enough that the impact knocked her over, and the woman who did it went airborne and over her head. Carline thought she caught a glimpse of maid outfit. She hit the floor softly, through quick use of magic. The other wasn’t so lucky, and crashed down hard. Carline propped herself on her elbows. “Are you okay?” She raised her head to see the damage, and was greeted with a panty shot containing the most beautiful ass she’d ever seen.


It was breathtaking. Clearly displayed by her upturned skirt, her butt was large, round, and thick. It looked very soft to the touch, but she wouldn’t dare go that far. Its juicy perfection was only held in by a sky blue thong, which left most of it exposed, and she was pretty sure she could see the ever so slight protrusion of the woman’s crotch on the other side, pressing against it. It was the greatest rear she’d laid eyes on; even though it lacked the sheer volume of Ruhtina’s, and looked as though it lacked the firmness of Tuicia’s, she still preferred it to both. She mentally slapped herself, clearing her head of those thoughts. She just caused this woman to fall flat on her face due to inattentiveness; she shouldn’t be ogling her ass. She got up and walked over to her front, extending a hand to help her up. The woman accepted the offer.


When she was up, the woman bowed up and down several times, hands clasped in front of her skirt. “Sorry, sorry. I’m sorry. Sorry…” Carline didn’t have much to say. She was too busy taking in the woman’s beauty. The maid straightened out the skirt of her uniform, apologizing some more. She then launched into an explanation on why the bird got loose, but Carline wasn’t listening at all. She looked the woman up and down. She was wearing little black shoes, a single strap keeping them on, and almost all the way up her shapely legs, she wore black stockings, which ended just below the bottom of her skirt. Her legs were long and sturdy, neither thin nor thick, and the stockings clung to them well.


Her hips were wide, as necessary to support her beautiful behind, but her skirt was just long enough that it would take more than just an evocative pose to expose any of it. Her waist was thin, at least in reference to her hips, producing an alluring inward curve. Her uniform was not the kind that exposed any cleavage, but regardless, her breasts were displayed wonderfully by it. They were very large and full, probably more so than what Carline had given Lucille, and as she animatedly moved during her speech, they bounced up and down ever slightly. The uniform may not show skin, but it was tight around her chest, and did not leave much of them to imagination. She had to be wearing some form of support, though, as Carline could see no nipple, and they hung high. They also looked, just like her butt, the kind that would be soft and malleable to the touch. Carline’s eyes travelled over her arms as she made a fluttering motion with her hands. They were slender and smooth, coming out of her short sleeves, and they had tight, long black gloves which ended just above her elbows.


Her uniform was cut just under her clavicles, showing a bit of innocent skin. It was dark, like Tuicia’s and Anni’s, but it had a bit of a yellow tint to it. It didn’t detract from her looks at all, but actually served to enhance her appearance. Carline looked up her featureless, somewhat long neck, and settled on her face. It was round, complimented by big, warm brown eyes, a small, cute nose, and full lips, which were colored a tasteful ruby red. Her hair was short and red, and fell in a few simple strands over her face as she now mimed what Carline figured to be her pursuit of the bird. Knowing she was wrapping up, Carline took in a last observation, that of small blue earrings in her earlobes. Overall, the woman looked about the same age and height of Tuicia.


This woman… she was perfection! Every single thing about her, it was like she was tailored to fit Carline’s preferences perfectly! She just about had the ideal fantasy appearance Carline held for a woman to look like. If she and Tuicia ever became a thing, this right here would be what she cheated on her with 10 years into it. Hell, if Tuicia had a body like this, she would be having her way with her right now, whether she liked it or not. Silly insane thoughts aside, Carline went back to paying attention. “-and that’s when I ran into you, Miss Carline.” “I see. I’m sorry, I don’t really know who you are.” “Oh! Sorry! I’m new here! Miss Ombruge signed me on just this week!” She did a curtsy as she said this, and Carline just listened to her voice, high and sweet. Yet another mark hit perfectly.


“My name’s Alleant?, miss. But I normally go by Allie.” The name structure combined with skin and hair tone made Carline curious. She made a mental note to ask Anni about her later. Allie carefully moved her bangs over her ears, and suddenly gasped. “OH! Your bird! Sorry, miss, I need to go get it!” She ran off again, and Carline watched her legs and ass as she went. Allie had to be some kind of gift, or a sign, or something, signifying that things would look up for her. But she was just eye candy. Carline’s heart belonged to Tuicia, or at least she’d like it to, if she could just clear away all the obstacles.


She made her way to the foyer, remembering something. “Wait, dammit, there totally is a spell for sleeping. I tried it on Princess Ruhtina when she was coming on to me. How’d I forget that?” She crossed paths with the one who had granted her a peaceful sleep anyway. The Frenchwoman beamed. “Bonjour, Madame. ‘ow ‘as your morning been? Did you sleep well?” “Hm? No, not really. Kept waking up in the middle of the night.” “Oh, zat sounds terrible. What did you do about it?” “I just got up and walked a bit.” “Oh… Ah was ‘oping… you see, Madame, Ah was ‘aving nightmares, like Ah do often, but zen ze strangest sing ‘appened. A few hours before sunrise, Ah suddenly felt ze most calming presence, and Ah ‘ad nozhing but pleasantry from zere.” “Is that so?” Carline questioned knowingly.


The doorbell rang before they conversed any further. Tuicia turned her head toward the door. “Ah will get it, Madame.” As Tuicia moved to answer the door, Carline thought. Who would even come here, and why would they ring the doorbell? Tuicia looked through the peephole, and turned around, her face serious. “Actually, Madame… Ah sink you should answer zis one.” Slightly worried now, Carline walked over to the door as Tuicia stood aside, but she didn’t look to see who it was. She decided she’d face whatever it was head on. She flung the unusually small (for being the front door of a mansion) door open, hands raised if she needed to blast whoever was there.


Instead, she was met with a kindly, familiar face. Standing in the doorway was a woman who appeared a few years more than Carline’s age. She was wearing a royal blue dress, and a short color-matching cloak over top of it. Her red-pink hair framed her face, and her pale green eyes were gently looking into Carline’s own. Carline squealed at the sight of her mother figure. “Maia!” She ran out and hugged the woman tightly. “Hello, dear. It’s been a while.” She looked over Carline’s head and saw Tuicia standing just inside. “And I see you’ve still got Tuicia with you.” Tuicia gave a small bow. “Oui. Bonjour, Madame Maiarus.”


Carline led Maiarus into the mansion, excitedly chattering about how she’d been faring, how she felt her reputation was looking up, and how she had been studying some new spells, but she neglected to elaborate on the last one. She had sat them down in a side room, off of what basically served as the employee lounge. There was another girl accompanying Maiarus, who looked much younger, probably a teenager. Carline assumed her to be an apprentice. She wore a strange outfit of greens and blacks, and her auburn hair was banded by thin yellow strips. She had so far contributed nothing, so Carline further assumed she was a quiet type.


“So, Carly… I see the last few years have been good to you.” “Hm? I don’t unders- oh.” She realized that Maiarus was likely talking about her enhanced curves. She’d had them long enough that she’d almost forgotten that they were magically gained. “Y-yeah. I guess puberty wasn’t quite finished with me yet.” “And you’re aging, even though I’ve taught you the master spell over that. So I take it you’ve found someone you want to grow old with?” “Um… kind of.” She blushed, thinking about it. She actually just couldn’t be bothered to extend her life yet, but thinking about it, Tuicia didn’t have that option. She would likely end up being the reason Carline would submit to age.


“I’ll ask no more. It’s good that you’ve found someone. I’m sure it’s what Ghatteus would’ve wanted.” Carline shifted uncomfortably. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you still didn’t like talking about it.” “So,” Carline started, hoping to change the subject. “Who’s the apprentice?” “Oh! I completely forgot to introduce her!” She held out both hands toward the new topic of conversation. “This is Hassori. Hassori, this is Carline, someone I looked after after her mother fell victim to Bella.” Tuicia then entered the room. “Okay, Madame. Ah ‘ave cleared it wizh ze ozhers zat an old friend of ours is ‘ere. I could not ‘ave zem sinking Ah was slacking off…” Maiarus continued the introductions with the new arrival. “And this Tuicia, a friend who helped her through hard times after the tragically early death of her husband.” Hassori just did an unenthusiastic wave in acknowledgement, and Carline was looking down again. Maiarus hastily changed subject again.


“What spells have you been studying, dear? You didn’t really tell me earlier.” “Uhm… just some beauty enhancing ones, nothing spectacular.” “But you were so excited when you spoke of them. That can’t be all there is to it.” Carline paused. She didn’t dare reveal that she had been wasting most of the last year putting around with the buxom spell. Fun as it was, Maiarus would be so disappointed in her if she found out. “N-no, really, it’s nothing.” Maiarus could see straight through her, having more than a decade of experience with her. “Well if it’s nothing, then surely you could show it to me. I’d love to see what you’ve done.” Carline sighed. Now she had no choice but to out herself as a failure. She looked up at Maiarus again.


She couldn’t bring herself to find sexual attractiveness in the one who had substituted for her mother for so long. She had no problems with Maiarus’s appearance; not even with her very pale, almost white, yellow skin, which would probably be off-putting to someone who hadn’t grown up with it. But because of the fact that she grew up with her, she couldn’t possibly go through with this without guilt. She covertly sneaked a glance at Maiarus’s body. She was a thin woman, slightly pear shaped, but she was not one in possession of large breasts. Carline decided she would only do a slight modification, one that put Maiarus’s breasts just under her head size, so she would still be able to cover them with her cloak. The servants would be coming by soon for lunchbreak, and to watch some TV program they daily tuned in to, but this should be over before that happens. Mind made up, but still nervous, her hands glowed pink. Out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw Hassori’s do so as well, but wasn’t sure. She passed it off as a light trick.


Tuicia leaned over and whispered in her ear. “Madame… are you sure zat was a good idea?” Carline whispered back. “Dun worry. I set it to a really low growth. I just hope she’s not too disappointed in me.” Maiarus had an amused look on her face. “And just what are you two girls talking about? Could it be what you’re doing to little ol’ me?” Carline averted her eyes, looking at the spot on the chair just next to Maiarus. “Oh, Carly, what’s wrong? Did I say something to off… off… what in the?”


“Excuse me for a moment, dears, I think I have an issue…” She got up and walked behind her high-backed chair, and parted her cloak. Her nipples were very much erected. She quickly hid them again, tying her cloak together to keep it from hanging open at all. She went around the chair and sat down again. “It was nothing, my mistake. So what does this beauty spell of yours dooohh…” The first wave of pleasure came in, and with it, a small bulge of her breasts. They weren’t visible through her cloak yet, as it hung loosely, but they were growing. She folded her arms over her chest, trying to hide that anything was amiss. “Sorry. As I was asking, what does it do?” “Well, it… um, it… it’s a bit unorthodox… and specific.” Maiarus nodded, and tried hard not to show her odd arousal. She could feel her breasts pressing against her arms. “Why is this…? Never in my entire history of magic has something like this happened…”


“M-Maia? Are you okay?” Maiarus was straining to keep her bust unnoticed, but it was a hard task, as the mounds were visibly going over her arms. She was fighting the urge to make any vocal sign of pleasure. “I-I don’t know what’s going on! Forgive my odd behavior! I feel… a bit hot and faint…” She let up the slightest amount on her breasts, but immediately regretted it. They produced a noticeable curve under her cloak. She looked up at Carline. “Um… this is… a unique occurrence, I assure you, Carly…” A thought then crossed her mind. “Carly, sweetie… is this what you meant?” Carline was struggling to not break eye contact. “Y-yes…” she said in the smallest voice possible. Maiarus briefly looked conflicted, before asking, “Where did you evmmm… even find this?” “One of my books… it has it in it…”


“Oh, Carly, take pride in yourself.” She got up and held Carline close, and Carline could feel Maiarus’s breasts growing against her own. “So you have an odd hobby. Everyone has one. It’s nothing to be ashamed of, dear. But if you could tell me… how big did you set them to go?” Carline wormed her way out of Maiarus’s hug. Her breasts were now lifting her cloak up, but not enough to make them visible. “It- it shouldn’t me too much more.” There was a sudden shift beneath the cloak, and Carline knew that they had pushed themselves out of the strapless top of the dress Maiarus wore beneath. A bit of skin peeked out under the cloak, but her breasts didn’t seem to be growing any more. Maiarus gingerly reached down and grabbed the underside of one, moaning softly from it. She moved behind her chair again, so as to preserve her modesty, and lifted her cloak. Her eyes met big, full, perky breasts, the kind she never had, and she reached and pinched an engorged nipple experimentally. It felt wonderful, but she dropped the cloth, knowing that now was not the time or place for this. With a quick bit of magic, she stretched her dress to accommodate her breasts, and pulled it back over them.


“So, Carly, this is what you’ve been doing, then?” Carline thought something else needed addressing first. “Is it just me, or did Hassori’s hands glow as well when mine did?” Maiarus turned to her. “Hassori, is this true?” Hassori looked up at her, and silently nodded. Maiarus turned back toward Carline. “Well, Carly, lately I’ve been teaching her my signature mirroring spell… Hassori, who was it directed at?” Hassori raised an arm and pointed at Carline. “Why did you do that?” Hassori just shrugged. Carline was unbothered. “Eh, I’ve done it to myself a few times… nothing to be worried about.” But Maiarus seemed uneasy. “Did you set up a multiplier on it?” Hassori nodded. “Wait, multiplier? What’s this now?” “Don’t you remember, Carly? It can be set to return the effect of the spell at a greater or lesser amount… Hassori, what kind of multiplier did you set?” She brought up both hands, one open-palmed, the other with two fingers up.


Carline gulped. “S-seven times? My breasts are going to get seven times bigger?” “Actually, Carly, they’ll get seven times more than however much bigger you made mine. Seven times my increase.” That was even worse. “But wait… if the entire thing is seven times, then that mean- SEVEN TIMES THE PLEASURE!? Tuicia!” Tuicia jumped up. “Yes?” “I am going to get very big and very horny very fast. I need you to stop me from doing anything that would be… well…” “Ah understand, Madame.” Carline stood up as well. She slowly reached a hand toward her chest, and Tuicia slapped it down. “Good, good, just making sure…”


She felt something like a knot within herself, and her nipples swelled enormously. They quickly built up, becoming long, wide, and hard, poking very visible bumps against her dress. They grew and grew, bigger and thicker, and got very hard. “Okay Tuicia, any time now, it could strike, and it’ll be even more than on that very first test dAY!” Her knees buckled as it hit, and she could feel juices already leaking into her panties. She shakily stood up again. “Quick, Tu-Tuicia! Grab my arms, keep them behind me! I can’t risk doing anything with myOHNOHERE’SMORE!” Her breasts began to grow at this point, and her nipples as well, at a lesser rate. Tuicia grabbed her hands and held them behind her, to keep her from fondling herself with them. Her breasts quickly pulled the top of her dress tight, and they strained against the fabric, desiring to grow so much more.


“OH YES! This is amazing! Don’t stop! Grow more! Tuicia! Touch me! Let me touch them! I need it!” “Zat would be against your previous orders, Madame!” The sensations within her were amazing. She tried hard to resist them, but they were overwhelming. She could hear her dress tearing, her breasts proving too much for it to handle. They spilled outward, bigger than her head, but still with so much more to go. “Tuicia, just one, please, I just want one feel… I just want ooohh…” She rubbed her thighs together, trying to find another way to let it out. Something inside her reminded her that Maiarus was still watching, so she stopped, remembering the situation.


“Oh! D-don’t… don’t look at me! I’m hardly in cont-control of myself right now!” Her breasts continued to swell, passing up any natural size. She bit her lip, trying to fight the unrelenting pleasure. Another figure entered the room. “Miss Carline, I heard your voice in here, and I-OOP!” She caught sight of the increasingly busty woman, her beachball sized breasts hanging out of any clothing, elongated, erect nipples looking so much like they needed to be touched. She put a hand over her mouth in embarrassment, blushing heavily. Carline saw Allie, and her knees weakened further. “No, it just had to be her! Her and her perfect ass!” She thought about it further, the memory of its juicy, enticing mass, combined with the existent feelings from the spell, causing her to moan loudly in desire. Her breasts felt so good… she just wanted one touch, one feel of their bounteous girth. Suddenly she realized something. “Wh-what time ah… what ah… ah! Whattimeisit? Someone, quicklEEE!!” It had to be close to when all the servants would show up! Not now! Why? That means all of them, every one of them, would see her like this… she’d never be able to face them again…


Her fears were confirmed when a second one walked in, going to Allie for something, but she followed her gaze to Carline, and had a similar reaction. “N-no! Go away! D-don’t look at me! I don’t! I c-can’t!” She felt Tuicia’s grip slacken for only a moment, and immediately wrenched her hands away, and set to work on her breasts. She dropped to her knees, her legs made of jelly for all it mattered, and her breasts were as large as her entire torso. She groped the flesh, kneading it, caressing it, trying desperately to reach the opposite end for those pink bumps. She could feel her pleasure reaching a peak, and tried hard to stop, but couldn’t beat out her inner desire for it. “Madame, no! Stop zis at once!” Tuicia grabbed at her arms, but Carline pulled against her, trying just for that last bit, just for the climax that she was so close to-


She suddenly seized up, taking in several rapid, raggedy breaths. The pleasure was incredible; she hadn’t had an orgasm since she had been married. Her panties were soaked, and she could feel a bit making its way down her leg. But still she wasn’t done. There was room for more. Tuicia took the opportunity, and grabbed her arms again, to her dismay. “N-no! I’m not done yet! Th-there’s still-!” While she had been doing that, four more servants had come in and were standing around, all in various states of shock and embarrassment, but none of them could look away. Carline’s breasts were enormously huge, and rested on the floor, even starting to block out her vision. Tuicia snapped at them. “Go away! All of you! Don’t you ‘ave somezing else to be doing!”


Carline, though, spoke in a low whisper. “T-touch me…” “Pardonnez, Madame? Ah could not-” “TOUCH ME! Someone! I need… s-someone… ANYONE! Let go, I-” She cut herself off, shrieking loudly and unrestrainedly. It was building again, faster than before. Within minutes, eight or so more appeared, and all marveled at the event in front of them. “No… everyone in the mansion’s going to see this at this point… I can’t let that happen… and I’m about to cum again…” To prove her right, the servant closest to the door stuck her head out and called into the spacious room outside, and even more showed up. Carline’s breasts were near as big as she was now, and she could not see over them. She turned her head to the side in order to not smother herself with them. She moaned uncontrollably, and wiggled against Tuicia in as many ways as she could in an attempt to free herself.


“S-someone… one of you… help me out here… I n-need to achieve release… help me climax this all AH!” She could not even finish the sentence, with how worked up she was. Juices were going down the insides of her thighs, likely staining the front of her dress. But she couldn’t finish. The feelings in her were not enough; she needed someone to come help. She saw Allie, mesmerized, stepping forth to do just that. “Oh no! You stay back zere, Allie! If you lay a finger on Madame, you are fired!” Tuicia barked.


But Allie kept going anyway, as though compelled to do so. She wrapped a hand around one of Carline’s nipples. Carline moaned loudly from this. She played with the engorged nub, tweaking it, rubbing it, and teasing it. Carline could feel another coming. “Almost… y-yes, almost, Allie. K-keep going, yes, yes, ah… ah… OH YES!” Carline threw her head back, and she was very loud about her second orgasm, unlike the first. She came hard, feeling immeasurably wonderful contractions down below, and an even heavier flow of juices than last time. Tuicia looked appalled. She did a quick jerk of her knee, flinging her shoe off, and striking Allie in the head with it with perfect precision. “Stop at once, Allee!” Allie seemed like she came to her senses, and backed off, blushing a deep red.


This time, the pleasure dwindled away, and Carline sat in extreme embarrassment, once again remembering who she was with, and what the circumstances were. Tuicia was ushering away all the servants, and she slammed and locked the door. “Madame, Ah am so sorry…” Carline just shuddered now, deeply ashamed. She had unmistakably orgasmed, not once, but twice, in front of not only her servants, but Maiarus. Maiarus herself had not said a word all throughout Carline’s expansion. Carline’s lower lip trembled. “T-Tuicia…” “Shh, Madame. Ah know, Ah know… you just ‘ad a razher vocal little death.” Carline laid her head on her breast, but the jolt sent through her from it was more of a discomfort than a pleasure.


She cried softly. “Maia, I’m s-sorry… I’m so sorry… you must be… so…” Maiarus walked up to her, and dropped next to her, embracing her, her own oversized, but supremely dwarfed, breasts squishing between them. “Carly… you didn’t do anything wrong… it was your spell influencing you…” “B-but I was the one that used it to start! It’s… now you’ve seen everything… and I even came…” “Well, you’ve got a much better record than most. I never walked in on you doing anything when you were younger, like most moms end up doing. I guess this is just fate’s way of making up for that.” “I’ve wasted an entire year, just… just focusing on this…this STUPID spell! I never should’ve learned it… I’ll never use it again…” “No, Carly, don’t say that. In fact, if this is what you truly enjoy, like you seem to, then do the opposite. Focus on it, even. I know you’re creative. You could probably branch it out into anything.”


Carline wiped her eyes. “What? How could I? I can’t…” “Carly,” Maiarus said reassuringly. “I served as your mother for ten years. I know that you’re a wonderful, intelligent woman. You can do anything. No matter what you do, you could never disappoint me. I’m proud of you, and love you as much as if you were one of my own.” Carline had a small, unsure smile. “R-really?” “Yes, dear. You were my daughter that I could never have myself.” Now with a bit more confidence, but still incredibly embarrassed, she turned her head, accidentally striking her breasts with her nose, and looked at Tuicia. “Could you go to my room, and get me a fresh pair of panties? These are kind of…” “Oh! Yes, at once, Madame!” Tuicia hurried off, leaving Carline alone with Maiarus and her apprentice.


“You’re very lucky, having found her, Carly, when you did. You seem like you’re very close. Actually, if I’m not prying by doing so…” “Yes, I love her. I don’t have anything from her, not yet, but… she’s… what keeps me waking up in the morning.” Maiarus sighed, still unsatisfied. “As I thought. But… you still don’t seem like you’re over Ghatteus.” “Please, don’t bring him up.” “Carly, you need to address it some time. You can’t go on like this. I knew that boy back when he was young. I know he wouldn’t have wanted you to grieve over him so much that you can’t function. Just… please, try.” Carline listened to her advice, and nodded intently. She then refocused her attention on her breasts. “Maia… I’m sorry you needed to see that. This is… more of me than you ever needed to see.” Maia just laughed. “Oh, Carly. I thought something like this might happen, the moment I saw that you were curvier than normal. I knew you’d found some way of “improving” yourself. You always did have a somewhat perverted streak. I just didn’t expect I would be here when it happened.” Carline laughed too. “Oh, you should’ve seen Tuicia and me the day I discovered this.” Both of them sat in silence. “There’s only one problem, though… the mirror spell made me use my own magic to power the spell… and… I’m far too… I don’t even know what’s up with me after all that… but I won’t be able to shrink them right away, I don’t think… so how am I gonna get back through the door?”