[Chaos Echo]

Chapter nine gooooo

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The sorceress calmly washed herself in a large, ornate bathtub. It was good to take a relaxing, drawn out bath, given the events of the last week. Maiarus had stayed for 3 days after her arrival, and requested that she keep the larger breasts until the spell wore off naturally. She claimed it was just to see what it was like, but Carline did not want to think about what she did with them; Maiarus and her body were off limits in her mind, as she equated to her mother, since she barely remembered her own. She did notice, to her amusement, the virtually flat-chested Hassori enviously eyeing Maiarus the entire time.


She looked down at her own breasts, sitting just at the surface of the water. She pressed against one with her hand, feeling its soft fat. In her haste to remove the very overdone growth she’d gotten, she’d accidentally made them smaller than before. However, they were still bigger than when she’d discovered the spell, and she liked them better this way. And she could probably ignore what had been an ever-growing need for a bra, too.


She sank lower into the warm water, reflecting on the reason she was in here to start with. The real stress came with her servants. The buxom spell had been openly seen in use, and it started simply enough. The chef had come forth and shyly asked about it. After a bit of discussion about its permanence and precision, Carline had agreed to bump up her breasts some. But then after that, it was like a gate opened. Over the next few days, one by one, they’d all come up with requests about their figures. And then it got worse when they discovered that she could do butts and hips as well, and everyone who’d been by had come for a second go. Now Carline was surrounded by a cavalcade of busty, curvy women. She wondered what it was like when they had returned home on those days, how their friends and family reacted. The whole thing had been good practice to increase her magic reserve, though, so she couldn’t really complain there. And it seemed to have improved morale a bit, even though that hadn’t really been lacking.


Carline started drifting off, so she got out of the bathtub, and reached for a towel. She wrapped it around herself, and began to walk to her bedroom. Tuicia had been avoiding her, and while it was somewhat mood-dampening, it was probably for the better. Tuicia was on her time of the month, and was known to be rather moody then, and likely didn’t want to stress her out, what with other things she'd been trying to put off in her mind. Carline continued down the hall, her long hair dripping on the floor like a leaky faucet. How lucky it was for her that she was a sorceress. That had, unsurprisingly enough, been one of the first spells developed by their kind; pretty much every sorceress of the age for it knew how to shut down their period until they sought children. It was one of their better ideas, especially since most spent a lot of their lives around their twenties and thirties, through the use of another one of the earliest invented spells.


She reached her own room now, and threw down her towel, standing in the nude. So long as no one else was around, she was actually pretty comfortable naked. However, she made sure her door was locked, to make sure nothing like that event with Tuicia happened again. Though now she wouldn’t mind too much if that happened with her…


After some time of post-bathing procedures, she left her room, with the intention of heading to her study to catch up on reading. She was interrupted, though, by the sight of Allie, who was bent awkwardly beneath a door handle, and seemed to be shining it. Carline had actually been curious about this one, for reasons she didn’t know, but hadn’t gotten the chance to speak to her alone. So she took the opportunity now. “Hey, Allie.” Allie started, not expecting someone to be here. She straightened up, and banged her head on the doorknob. “Ow!” She rubbed the back of her head, and curtsied one-handed as a greeting. “Hello, Miss Carline.” “Sorry about that.” “It’s fine, miss. Ow…” “I’ve had a few questions I’ve been meaning to ask, if it’s alright.” Allie continued to rub her head. “What about, miss?”


“Okay then, first, your name. Not to be er… profiling, I guess, but it and your skin and hair make me wonder. Do you know Anni at all?” “Anni? …Oh! You mean Miss Annilitia! No, I didn’t know her before I was hired here.” “Then where do you come from?” “Retzli, miss.” “Ah. Then what are you doing out east here in Ceyllitar?” She dropped her hand from her head, and idly pulled on the cloth she had been using. “Actually, miss… I don’t really have a place to stay. Another of your maids allows me to stay with her; it’s how I found out about this place to start.” “Is that so…” Carline’s mind wandered for a bit. “If you’d like… maybe I could arrange for you to live here…” “Really? You’d do that for me, miss?” “Of course.” “I’m surprised. I’d heard that you were an evil sorceress, miss, but I haven’t seen you do a single thing like that. You even, uh… you even “enhanced” everyone else’s um… figures.”


“I’ve been meaning to ask you about that too. Every other one of my servants, Tuicia notwithstanding, asked for some buxom spell. But you didn’t. Why?” “Well… Actually, miss, I’ve been too embarrassed to, because of what we did when you did it to yourself… and besides, I like my body the way it is. Don’t you think it’s curvy enough as is?” She stuck out her chest and flattened her skirt against her hips to prove her point. “True, true. Actually, Allie, while we’re at it… girl-to-girl… I think you’re really attractive.” “Oh, well thank you, miss.” Carline shifted her stance uncomfortably, not sure where to go from there. But Allie filled the gap. “Miss, if you don’t mind… um… The others say that you’re… that you’re a lesbian.” “Well, kind of. I’m bi, really, but… why do you ask?” “I’m curious. Along this same line of thought… do… do you think I’m attractive… in that way, then?” Carline paused. She wondered why ask a question like that, but decided to answer honestly. “If you really want to know… in fact, I think you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve seen.”


“If you don’t mind me prying, miss, I want to know, um… more than just like that.” Carline paused and stared at Allie. Was she really asking…? “Do you mean like… how hot you are?” “Y-yes.” “…if you must know, you’re also the sexiest woman I’ve seen.” Allie was blushing a bit from the information. Carline realized something. “Wait… are you?” “Yes, miss. I’m a lesbian, too.” Allie was blushing harder now, and almost impossible to hear with how quiet she got. “A-and I think… I think you’re really attractive too, miss. Wh-when I first saw you a few days ago-” “Oh, no, Allie. Are you trying to? I’m already taken. By several people. It’s complicated.” “Oh,” she said, looking disappointed. “Sorry. I-I mean, not sorry that you’re taken, I mean sorry that I assumed-” “However… there is one thing I’d be willing to indulge in...” “Oh?”


The two of them had returned to Carline’s bedroom, and Allie sat on her bed while she locked the door. She waved her hands, a faint glow emanating from them. “What was that, miss?” “Something new I picked up. It blocks out sound. No one’ll be able to hear you outside here.” She came over and sat down next to Allie. She pointed a finger in her face. “Let’s get this straight. We’re not having sex or anything.” “Then what are we doing, that we need to be in private and unheard?” “Well… the buxom spell.” “But miss, I already said I didn’t-” “Nono, it’s a different version of it.” Allie just cocked her head. “It won’t be permanent. It’d only last about a day, and if you want it gone sooner, then I can do so. And it feels… oh, it feels wonderful.” “Is that the one you did when Miss Maiarus was here? The one that made you… um… that made you so desperate to cum?” “It doesn’t have to be that severe. I can tone it down.” Allie perked up after hearing that. “Okay then. It… actually sounds like it could be fun, miss.”


“I was hoping you’d say that.” She began to reach toward her, but stopped. “This might require some touching, Allie…” “Miss Carline, I was expecting you to have sex with me until moments ago. So, at risk of sounding like a slut, you can do whatever you want with me.” “Well then…” Carline stood up. “If you would stand, too.” Allie did, and Carline took her in again. Allie stood there, her hands clasped in front of her, her arms subconsciously (or perhaps not) pressing her breasts together and emphasizing them. She was clearly eager to get started. From her submissive, apologetic, soft-spoken demeanor, Carline never would have guessed her to be like this. She looked her in the eyes again. “I’m kinda curious. What’s your favorite part of me?” “Oh? It’s… kind of embarrassing, miss.” “What? My breasts? My ass? My eyes? Hair?” “Your… your neck.”


Carline stared. “…my neck?” “Yes, miss. It’s long, and pale, and lovely. It reminds me of a swan.” “Oh. Well mine’s considerably less romantic. I like your butt.” Allie felt her skirt near it. “My butt, miss?” “Yes… from when you fell over me, which was still my fault, mind you, and I saw up your skirt, it was always one of the greatest things I’d ever seen.” “Is that why you took so long to help me up?” Carline hesitated, and Allie quickly realized that it sounded like an attack on her. “Oh! I’m sorry, miss, I didn’t mean it like-” “No, you’re right. It was my bad.” “Well… it is pretty nice to look at, isn’t it?” She wiggled her hips a bit.


“Okay then… are we ready to start this?” “Whenever you are, miss.” Carline circled her, and kneeled, lifting her skirt. Just as she had remembered it, that most glorious of behinds was beneath in its blue thonged wonder. She stared at it a long while, fascinated by it. Maybe it was just her in specific who thought so, but it was the most perfect thing ever, the crowning glory on the beautiful woman that was Allie. She came back to lucidity, and prepared her hands. They shone the soft pink of the buxom spell. She tenderly placed her hands on it, each one curving around one of the (correctly guessed, she noted) soft cheeks. Allie jumped. “Oh! Your hands are cold!” They most likely were, she recognized as she realized how warm the mass they contacted seemed. She’d forgotten her gloves, and elected to keep them off for this activity.


She reluctantly removed her hands, and stood up. “Now we wait.” “Are you going to do my breasts as well, miss?” “Yes, they’ll come next. Do you want to remove your clothing at all for this, or…?” “You can fix it, right miss?” “Yes…” “Then I’ll keep it on.” She giggled. “Oh, but how can I properly see this one?” “I got this mirror over here, you can look in there.” Allie walked closer to it, looking at herself in it. She tried to put her hair over her ears again, as some had come loose.


Allie seemed satisfied with her hair efforts, and voiced her concern. “I’m actually starting to have second thoughts, miss. This feels really embarrassing. I’m not sure I want to go through with-” As it seemed to have a habit of doing, the buxom spell interrupted her statement. She could feel her butt starting to push out. “Oh!” Her hands flew down and grasped it through her skirt, feeling it grow. “Hey now, down in front, we can’t see back here!” “Oh! Sorry!” Her hands moved sideways, lying on her hips, and she could feel them widening too. Carline keenly observed the swelling masses, as did Allie through the mirror. “Ooh! I got an idea!” Hurrying, Carline grabbed the mirror and pulled it up, a second mirror behind it. She moved back to her spot, and set it down. “Hah! Now you should be able to see yourself from behind!”


Her buttocks were pushing up the skirt of her uniform now, their soft olive roundness beginning to display itself. Allie’s hands once again slid over to her butt, and she greatly enjoyed the feeling. She could feel, with mild discomfort, her thong getting wedged deeply in the crack, but it didn’t override the more noticeable pleasure of her butt’s growth. It wasn’t enough to make her emit anything vocal, but it felt so good. The combined efforts of her hips and rear had managed to get her skirt about halfway up them, and it was starting to tighten a bit. The peep show going on was turning Carline on greatly. She made her way over, and placed one of her hands alongside Allie’s on her butt. “OH! The cold hands again!” She smirked, and brought up the other. She put it on Allie’s breast, and squeezed gently. “M-miss Carline, what are you doing?” “I just said we weren’t gonna have sex. I didn’t say a thing about other activities we’d do otherwise.” Her hand glowed, setting up the growth there ahead of time, as her hand glided from one soft mound to the other.


That accomplished, she looked down at the warm, large semi-spheres that stuck out of Allie’s backside. Her butt looked to be mostly done now, the skirt having ridden all the way up, exposing it to the world. Her thong disappeared into her buttcrack, and it put an indent all along the fat of her hips. It looked painfully tight, so Carline decided to ease it. She grabbed a string with finger and thumb, and did a quick sear through it. It fell to the floor, and Allie put her hands over her crotch. “Miss Carline! Now I have nothing to cover my privates with!” “I thought you didn’t mind what I did? Why the sudden modesty?” “If we’re not going to go there, miss, I’d like to keep something on.” Carline ducked down and grabbed the thong, and handed it to her. “Alright, then put it over again in whatever fashion is comfortable.” Allie did so, and Carline pressed it against the inside of her thighs, feeling their supple, shapely form, hands glowing slightly as she did. “There. Now it’ll stay.”


“So then… what do you think of it?” Allie ran her hands over the large mass, feeling each cheek. “It’s… so big.” She tentatively sat down. “Oh! Much more padding!” She stood up again, and observed her curvy lower body in the mirror. “It looks great, miss. But I think I like it better normally, no offense.” Regardless, she removed her gloves, and went to feel her butt again, but then she noticed something. Her nipples were poking through the black uniform. “Oh! I didn’t think I’d excited myself that much! Or… or is this part of it?”


She watched as her already large breasts started to swell, filling the little space left in her clothes. “Ooh, you were right miss… it does feel wonderful…” She grabbed at her growing bosom, beginning to breathe faster. “How did you ever come across something like this?” Carline didn’t remove her eyes from Allie’s chest as she answered. “It was in some book. I really gotta find it again.” The cloth was stretching dangerously, as it was already fairly tight to start, and as her breasts began to approach her head in size, it was only a matter of time before-


There was a rip, and the uniform started to give at the neckline. The tear made its way down, steadily exposing a healthy amount of cleavage. Allie, who until now had been lightly feeling her breasts’ increasing size, moved a hand into the widening opening. The direct contact with the soft flesh of her breasts made her shiver. She immediately brought the other one in as well and went to work there, helping to expedite the damage to her clothes. Once again though, her underwear proved to be troublesome, as her bra’s digging into her back started to become painful. “Um, miss… if you don’t mind… is ooh this is great… is there any way you could help out with a problem back there?”


Carline understood immediately, and moved behind her. She pulled open the back of the neckline as much as she could, and burned through the bra as well, not bothering much for her oft-preached finesse. She had more interesting things to be doing up front. Allie’s breasts, freed by the action, bounced forth, causing them to rip the uniform down past the center of them. Allie hefted them, each larger than her head, and still growing. “Wow, miss… how big are you making them get?” “Why’s it matter? Can’t you just… enjoy the ride?” With the last three words, she joined Allie in the touching, putting the heel of her hand directly on her nipple, and rubbing against it. Allie cooed in response.


“Lookit how big these are… breasts this wonderful shouldn’t be hidden!” Carline grabbed the stressed outfit, and pulled what remained of the top clear, liberating Allie’s breasts from their confinement. Allie was shaking. “Ooh, miss. Why didn’t you ever tell any of us about this?” Carline again reached for a nipple, and now that they were in the open, she saw that they were a lovely shade of brown. She softly tweaked it with thumb and forefinger. Allie couldn’t take it any more, and fell over from that stimulation. She landed softly on her bloated posterior. Carline had leaned forward to go for a more involved attempt, and so came down as well, not expecting the tumble, and landed on top of her. Carline lay on top of Allie’s breasts, hands and arms pressing into them, and the maid moaned sensually. Carline propped herself up, and set to work on Allie’s swollen nipples. Allie was moaning the entire time, as her breasts swelled into the knowledgeable hands of their benefactor.


But, sadly, it seemed their growth had stopped. Allie breathed rapidly, feeling the voluminous orbs protruding from her, and Carline still played with her engorged nipples. “M-miss, I think I’m… I think I’m done. S-stop…” Carline gently floated off of her, but continued to take in as much of Allie’s generous bust as her eyes could. Allie sighed happily, her head lying back on the floor. “That did feel amazing… I haven’t gotten worked up like that in ages, miss.” “Are you sure you want to stop, then?” Carline bent down and did a long, sensual stroke of the torso-sized melons Allie possessed. She shuddered. “Y-yes. I’m s-sure.” She tried to stand up, but her wildly distorted center of gravity put her on her enlarged butt again.


She sat in thought for a moment. “So this was just a spur-of-the-moment thing, right? Nothing lasting?” “Yes.” “Good. I’m not looking to be tied down by a relationship yet.” She giggled quietly. “Oh, and now I sound like a slut again. I’m not, miss, really, I’m not.” Carline sat down next to her, and the two awkwardly sat in the middle of the floor, every now and then one of them going for a feel of Allie’s breasts or butt. “So earlier you said you were taken already… it’s by Miss Ombruge, isn’t it?” “I wish it’d be that way. But we’re incompatible. She… doesn’t like women.” “I’ve been there before.” They paused again. “So… does this count as harassment in the workplace, then?” Allie laughed. “Miss, I think I brought it on first.” Carline laughed as well. “…but, I should probably get to work putting you back to normal.” She indicated Allie’s body. “Could you imagine the others requesting this?”