[Chaos Echo]

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Chapter 21

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Carline stood in front of her mirror, letting her hands lightly feel her enlarged breasts, which hung openly out of her dress. She’d just finished more various experimentations with the buxom spell, and was winding down toward setting them back to normal. She’d been looking for additional ways to use the spell, like Maiarus had told her during her visit. She was at a bit of a mental block though. How many ways can one really use a spell for growing breasts?


She sighed. And on the subject of growing breasts, why did Anni take after her so much concerning them? She couldn’t even leave the mansion without Anni deciding to inflate someone’s chest. Miara, the poor woman, couldn’t quite be fixed by Carline. She managed to partially negate it, but she hadn’t had any idea how much non-spell-induced arousal really affected it. Her breasts were still enormous, and there was nothing Carline could do to fix that besides wait. So she made sure it was Anni’s duty to attend to the rather shut-in saleswoman, as her breasts still outclassed her in size and kept her from leaving her spot. But, fortunately, they should be small enough that she could leave within a day or two. Carline wore a small smile though, on thinking of the great tomes she’d purchased from her. How lucky that Miara trusted her enough to allow her to browse her wares unattended.


A knocking on the door brought her back to attention. “Madame?” Came Tuicia’s voice from the other side. “May Ah ‘ave a word wizh you for a moment?” “Yeah, sure thing. Gimme a moment.” Carline let a bit of pink flow from her hands over her breasts, and they slowly shrunk back to their regular, petite size. She pulled her dress over her shoulders and chest again. Then she strode over to her door and opened it.


Standing there was Tuicia, along with someone she’d never seen before. She was short; even Carline was taller than her. She looked young; probably in the middle of her teenage years. Her hair was a dark purple, long and with perfectly level bangs, some of it coming over her shoulders. And she wore a single-piece outfit, a flowing white dress without a single seam that went all the way up to her chin.


The strange girl was looking at the ground, avoiding eye contact with either woman. Carline noticed that her eyes were so light as to be almost white. “She was knocking on ze door, and Ah opened it, and now… well, Ah cannot get a word out of ‘er, Madame.” Carline just stared at the girl. “What are you here for?” She asked in the kindest voice she could manage. The girl didn’t respond. “Can you tell me your name?” The girl shook her head. “Why not?”


The girl raised her left arm, the sleeve of which was much longer than her arm. She opened her mouth, and pointed (Carline assumed) down her throat, and shook her head. “Are you… are you mute?” The girl nodded. “You poor thing!” Carline looked around, searching with her eyes for a pen or some other kind of writing utensil for her. She then heard the faint sound of knocking on the front door, and the girl jumped. She looked to Carline with pleading eyes, ones that clearly said “Help me”. Immediately feeling a protective instinct, but needing to attend to the door, Carline spoke to Tuicia. “Stay here with her, and don’t let her leave. I’m going to see who’s at the door.”


She speedwalked across the mansion, and as she went, she noticed the distance lied to her about how loudly the door was being pounded on. She found Allie standing in the foyer, unsure of whether to answer it or not. The door was promptly kicked open before either woman could reach it. A woman in blue entered, and, Carline immediately noticed with worry, she was carrying a handgun, and a pretty powerful one by the looks of it. She pointed it at Allie, who was the first who she saw, and the maid threw her hands up in the air. “Don’t shoot me! Please!”


“Hey!” Carline shouted at the woman. She turned and did the same to Carline, who did not react. “You.” The woman said, in a low voice. She immediately shifted her aim to one of Carline’s hands. Carline was both unsettled and a bit relieved by this. If she was aiming at her hands, then she knew who, or at least what, Carline was, but it also meant she wasn’t aiming to kill.


“Who are you?” She asked the woman. “Dame Lynnley,” She said, quickly taking a hand to brush her short black hair out of her face. “Here on behalf of the Knights.” Now that she’d spoken more, Carline could tell that the low voice was clearly a faked one and not her real tone. “I’ve been following an extremely dangerous sorceress in this direction, and I’ve tracked her to here! Where is she?” “What are you talking about? I don’t know any-” “Bullshit.” She declared, but at least she relaxed her aim. “Wears white, long hair, doesn’t talk. Sound like anyone you’ve seen lately?”


“Could that girl be…?” Carline didn’t finish the thought. “What will you do to her?” “Take her back to headquarters, lock her up, and possibly even kill her for what she’s done.” “Kill her?! What did she even do?” Lynnley snorted. “What did she-? Did you stop watching news, Marzelaei? She has killed dozens, more than a hundred people!” “What?” “Yeah,” She said, training her gun on Carline again. “And I know she’s here. I managed to wound her, and now she’s hiding. You’re lucky enough that we haven’t ever come to subdue you, Marzelaei, with how that Macsala chick always deals with you, but if you’re honestly going to collaborate with that monster, then-”


“Enough!” Carline said. This story was all too familiar to her own already. “How many of my kind are you people going to misjudge as time goes, huh?!” “What?” “Get out!” “I’m not leaving until I have the target within my grasp.” “I won’t let you have her! Get out!” Lynnley lightly waved the gun. “Need I remind who is in what position as far as advantage goes? And now you’ve confessed as well, so I’ve every right to-”


Before she finished her sentence, Carline’s hands had begun glowing. Lynnley showed no fear. “Don’t you do anything, Marzelaei, I’m warning you!” The sorceress disappeared, and Lynnley fired a shot at where she’d been standing with a resounding bang. She swore loudly. “Where did you go? I swear, I will have every knight under my command after you with your behavior here, and we can-” She once again cut off, as she noticed the metal in her hands getting uncomfortably warm. “What is…?”


Quickly realizing what was happening, she set it on the floor gently. “Very clever.” She said, addressing the room at large. “It seems you’re not willing to kill today either.” The blue-clad woman glared around the room, trying to see where Carline ended up. The maid, she noticed, looked to have fled during their conversation. Lynnley sighed. “Come out and let us talk, like civilized human beings.” Her voice had lightened up a bit now. “Trust me, you do not want to get on the wrong side of an organization of our influence. I am giving you a chance to turn her in, and I will just leave you be and be on my way. It is an entirely reasonable agreement.”


There was a long period of silence following her offer. She grunted with frustration. “Fine. Fine. Very well. Fine.” She bent down and held her hand over her handgun. On feeling no heat from it, she grabbed it and turned to leave. “I will return as soon as I can, Marzelaei. And I’ll take you in along with the demon.” She left, and had the courtesy to shut the door behind her.


Carline reappeared, less than a foot from where she’d vanished. Tuicia came over, with the girl hiding behind her, like a child with her mother. “Madame! What ‘appened?” “Tuicia, I need to talk to our guest.” The girl poked her head from behind Tuicia. She still looked scared. “Girl… ugh, this is weird. Is there anything I can call you?” The girl shrugged. “Alright then, I’ll call you… pff… how bout… uhh… Shadine?” The girl had a blank look for a moment, then smiled and nodded. “Alright then. Shadine, she- that knight- was accusing you of… of killing more than a hundred people.” Shadine got a shocked look on her face, and shook her head violently.


“Are you saying you didn’t kill anyone?” There was an enthusiastic nod in response. Carline stared her down for a moment. “See, most would trust the words of a Knight over those of the accused- er, rather the not-words- but… given my experiences with these kinds of people…” Shadine looked at her expectantly, not knowing where she was heading. “Don’t worry. I will keep you safe from them. I promise.” Shadine smiled warmly on hearing that.




Anni sat at her recently-restored vanity, writing a letter. It had been a day since the arrival of that weird purple-haired chick, and said chick currently sat on the edge of Anni’s bed, swinging her legs mindlessly as she listened to Miara and Anni talk. While she did, she tried her best to keep her eyes off Miara’s stupendous bust. “It’s just…” Anni said in response to Miara’s statement. “I don’t… The whole ‘sex’ thing…” “Annilitia, you’re still young, and you have plenty of time to find yourself out. I’m not even sure what to do about it now, and I’m thir- …well, older than you are by quite a bit.” “But what if I really am a lesbian? Then what?” “So what?” “Well…” She stopped her writing, setting her pen down and nervously twirling a side-lock of hair. “It’s just… so weird… I mean, Carline, whatever, we suspected it for a while, but…” She trailed off, and spun on her stool to face her. “I mean… I really like boobs… in that way… I mean, look at you!” She gestured toward Miara, whose breasts were still abnormally large. They’d shrunken quite a bit, though; they no longer pinned her to the floor, but still no shirt on earth would be able to hold them. She’d thusly discarded blouse and blazer, both lying neatly and fixed up at the foot of Anni’s bed, waiting for when Miara could fit in them again.


“And… I hate myself for it, but… I think… I’m starting to get the smallest inkling for butts now too…” “So what if you turn out to be a lesbian? I’m sure it’d give you a much better shot in a place like this.” Anni shot her a glare, but she was still too worried for it to be long-lived. “And how would that even work? I mean… Even the word… vagina… makes me uncomfortable, much less the actual thing…” Miara shrugged. “I’m just as knowledgeable as you are about these things.”Anni sighed, and spun around to finish her letter.


“Love… Annilitia…” she said a few minutes later. She briefly looked over it. “Hey Miara.” “Hm?” “Can you read Gatznian?” “Fairly well, yes.” “Good. D’you think you could proofread this for me?” She walked over and set the paper down on Miara’s bosom. Shadine suddenly jumped up off the bed and tried to grab the sheets, but tripped on her dress and fell. As a result, she did a faceplant directly into Miara’s breast. Miara gasped from the soft impact as Shadine slid to the floor. Anni snorted, but reached a hand out to the fallen girl. “Are you okay?”


Shadine didn’t react, but after a while, she slowly stood up, not using her arms for some reason. She was now staring, transfixed by Miara’s chest. “What? Did you not notice them before?” their owner said. She was shocked, though, when Shadine reached out two fingers and began to stroke her bosom. “W-what are you doing?” Shadine didn’t respond, but instead traced a line down the front of the mammary, and to her nipple. She went along that to, and stopped at the very tip. “S-stop! Ooh…”


Anni moved to remove Shadine’s gentle hand. “That’s enough of that, now.” But the girl was no longer paying attention to Miara, instead looking down at her own flat chest. “Yes, you don’t have any. What’re you being so weird for…?” Anni trailed off as she saw that Shadine’s nipples had perked up. “What? But I didn’t!”


Shadine began to breathe faster as she felt the effects of the spell. Small mounds formed on her chest, and she smiled as she felt the difference. She leaned back, so that her dress fell closer on her chest, and now she could see her developing breasts. Her smile grew wider, and she reached up her left arm to touch them.


Anni just stared, dumbfounded. “Nobody used any magic… why are your…?” She cut herself off on seeing Shadine’s hand as the sleeve slid down her wrist. “Shadine!” She said, grabbing her hand. It was blackened and damaged-looking, heavily scarred aside from her fingers. “Was it always like this?” Shadine got a sour look on her face and jerked her hand away. This motion sent her baseball-sized breasts jiggling, and they caught her attention again.


She bounced up and down, clearly amused by the developments and their movement. Anni sighed. She evidently was not going to get an answer out of her right now. Shadine again reached up, her smile briefly lessening as she cast a glance at Anni, but when she grabbed her breast, she let out a long, pleased breath. Blushing a little, she tested its softness, poking it in several ways, and lightly brushing her fingertips over her stiff nipple. By now, her breasts had become grapefruit-sized, full and round, and she felt them coming to a stop.


She blushed harder now, looking at the finished developments. They weren’t overly large, but they showed prominently through her thin dress, her nipples clearly showing as well. That she had no bra was equally obvious, the colors of her breasts and nipples showing faintly through her white clothing. She reached under her chin, grabbing the very top of the garment, and pulled the surprisingly stretchy material out. She managed to get even redder as she looked down her dress at the pale orbs.


Anni watched patiently as the slightly younger girl checked herself out. “Okay, so you’ve somehow got boobs. Shit, how’m I gonna explain this to Carline?” “Erm… Annilitia, I didn’t wish to interrupt, but…” Anni turned to Miara on hearing her speak, and saw before Miara continued what she was about to mention. While still unrealistically large, her breasts had shrunken a visible amount. “The hell? Did she steal some of your boobs?” Anni turned toward Shadine. “Did you steal some of her boobs?” Shadine wasn’t paying attention; she was still fondling her new assets with a reddened face and a wide smile. Anni was still concerned about implications, though. “But your hand… that should’ve crippled you if you’re a sorceress…”




“You what!?” “I didn’t do it, I just told you! She was groping Miara, and then she stole some boobage from her!” Carline looked over at Shadine, who was sitting on a stool in the corner of the study, admiring her chest while kicking her legs again. “That doesn’t make any sense. Are you sure you didn’t see any signs of magic?” “Not a one! But wait, about magic- her hands!” “Her hands what?” “Her one is all grossnasty! Go look at it!” Curious, Carline, followed by Anni, went over to where Shadine was sitting. She noticed the lighting change from them standing over her, and looked up, innocent and smiling. “Shadine,” Carline said. “Can I take a look at your hands?”


Her face instantly went blank, and she slid them behind her while shaking her head. “Please, Shadine, let me see them.” Shadine shook her head more fervently. Carline grabbed her upper arm anyway, and slid her sleeve up against her struggling. Just as Anni had said, everything from about half her fingers down looked pretty bad. “Shadine! Why didn’t you let me know this?” Shadine looked down and away. “Is the other one this bad?”


Shadine submissively held up her right arm, and Carline pulled the sleeve away from that one as well. She and Anni both gasped on seeing its contents. This arm ended in a stump; there was no hand at all. “Sha…Shadine… why did you hide that?” The girl began to tear up. Carline kneeled alongside her. “Shadine… you should’ve told me you were crippled like this…” Shadine began to tremble a little, sending small jumps through her jiggly bosom.


“Wait.” Carline said. “You are a sorceress, yes?” The purple-haired girl nodded slowly, trying to hold back tears. “Dame Lynnley… she said she managed to wound you… did she… did she do this to you?” Shadine turned her head further away. “She… THAT GODDAMN MONSTER!” Carline was enraged. Lynnley had not only attacked someone who wasn’t even an adult yet, but also destroyed her hands, and her ability to use magic with them?


Shadine suddenly jumped and looked fearfully in the general direction of the front door. “Is she here again?” Carline growled. Shadine nodded quickly. “Anni, take Shadine to your room and keep her safe.” Carline began to walk toward the door. “…I’ll handle Lynnley.”




Once again, Lynnley kicked in the door. “Alright, I couldn’t get reinforcements, sorceress, but I did get something else…” This time she had on thick gloves, and was carrying a strange looking object. “This right here, experimental technology. A portable, magic-draining device. I get you with this and the only thing backing you up is your muscles. So, I’m gonna be very generous, and give you the same offer I did last time: turn her over, and-”


“And what?” Carline suddenly appeared, and began walking down the grand set of stairs in the foyer. “You’ll mutilate her some more? And then you’ll kill her?” “Well, not the first one, but-” “Then enough, you vile bitch! I won’t allow you to hurt her anymore!” “And why not? Do you not know what she’s done?” “What has she done, hm? Because all I’ve seen in her time here is a playful, innocent young woman!” By now she’d gotten to Lynnley, and stood almost directly in front of her, staring her down.


“That doesn’t sound much like her at all…” “Maybe you’ve just never noticed, since you’re too busy trying to murder her!” Lynnley held the machine in front of her, still keeping calm. “Stand back. I will use this.” “Then go ahead and use it!” Carline shouted, striking out at her.


Lynnley did a short hop backward to avoid her, and did not hesitate on making good with her threat, immediately activating it. It made a hellish sound, and Carline felt something deep within her reacting to it. “Shit! She hadn’t been bluffing!” She could begin to feel the same odd exhaustion that happens when one uses up one’s magical reserve. She had to act quickly. Her hands glowed, but the light was swiftly snuffed out. “What?” “You think they’d leave a flaw that big in it?”


Not coming up with options, Carline began to panic. “No! They’ll take both me and Shadine, and they’ll lock me up and kill her!” She hastily glanced around, and saw a random book lying on a nearby table. She got the briefest flicker of a smile as she remembered something, and dashed for it. Lynnley just stood in front of the doorway and watched. “What are you planning on doing? You gonna throw a book at me?” “Nope… I’m gonna do this!”


She lifted the book, and slid part of the tabletop aside. Inside a small compartment there was a tiny, translucent object, almost looking like a marble, which she took up and held out towards Lynnley. The other had no reaction. “And what’s that supposed to be?” Instead of answering with words, Carline just let it activate. A vivid mix of blues, purples, and greens appeared within. “The hell’s that?” “A little something I picked up from Miara a few years ago. Something that she only let me in on because I’m such an avid customer. Backup. Reserve.” She responded, carefully enunciating the last two words. “And I get the feeling your doohickey can’t touch this.”


She held her arm straight out toward Lynnley, using the first spell that came to mind, and, proving her right, her hand gained a distinct pink aura. “No!” Lynnley shouted. “Don’t you dare!” And yet, she could already feel the magic going through her. “What manner of spell have you cast on me? Foul witch, I should-” Before she finished her threat, she felt an intense pleasure.


“What? Wh-what is this?” She kept a poker face, sure, but inside she was feeling pretty good. Sexually good. Her nipples got hard with her spontaneous arousal, but luckily her bra hid them well. Carline could tell from the woman’s struggling face that the spell had taken effect and broken her concentration, so she moved on to the main part.


Lynnley began rubbing her thighs together a bit to relieve some of her arousal, but then suddenly the feeling grew even more, specifically in her small chest. Carline quickly flexed her hand, and the knight’s petite bosom filled up a bit. “Ah! What’re you-” There was another flex of the sorceress’s fingers, and another jolt, with Lynnley’s breasts pushing out more. “M-my bust! You’re not actually!?” Carline’s other hand did a similar motion, and Lynnley felt a similar pressure build down lower. Before she had time to think of what that meant, her butt got slightly plumper.


The shock of that caused her to drop her device. “What’re you doing, M-Marzelaei?” Her voice was much higher now; Carline assumed that this was her natural voice. Lynnley reached around to her butt and felt its larger mass. “This isn’t funny! You have me at your mercy, and th-this is what you do? You’re a sick woman!”


Carline’s only response to that was to send both on another wave. Lynnley’s breasts swelled another small amount, now noticeably showing through the blue fabric of her shirt. Her butt grew some as well, tugging on her equally blue pants. “D-damn you!” The expanding woman said, her voice strained. “Stop this at once!” “Will you leave me be?” “Yes!” “How about the girl?” “No! I can’t! She must be p-punished for what she’s done!” “Wrong answer.”


Another command, another wave of expansion. Lynnley’s breasts were beginning to pull her shirt tight, and her butt was getting rounded and bulbous. She had to fight hard the temptation to feel herself. “Why do you so ardently defend her? D-don’t you know what she’s done? She’s a brutal mass murderer!” “Bullshit.” Lynnley’s breasts surged outward again, jiggling healthily from the sudden energy. Her butt swelled some more too, becoming oversized on her small frame.


“You can’t even say that… y-you’ve never seen her in action…” “Yes I have.” Carline responded, sending yet another wave. Lynnley could barely suppress a moan from how good it felt. Her breasts had her shirt at its limit, and her butt was taxing her pants thin too. “She’s cheerful and childlike. Not someone who would kill like that.” “Cheerful? No… she’s…” Lynnley’s arousal promptly vanished, replaced by something else. “She’s… terrifying, honestly. I’m actually… afraid to confront her, now that I have her cornered.”


Carline hesitated before sending out another pulse. “What do you mean?” “It’s how she doesn’t feel. She… always does everything completely stoic. And her eyes… I’ve looked in them. She’s dead on the inside. I honestly think killing her would be as much a favor to her as everyone else.” “What?” That didn’t sound like Shadine at all. Her eyes were colorless, but very lively. And her temperament was much different. “She’s not… that girl…” “That woman is… how did you fix her anyway?” “Fix her?” Carline asked. “Yes. I managed to… get her pretty good… right along her hip… she couldn’t walk well…”


Now Carline was confused. Shadine had never shown any indication of a hip injury. And Lynnley didn’t even mention the hands. “Are you sure that we’re talking about the same person here?” Lynnley tried to straighten up, adjusting to the new weight of her chest. “You might be delusional.” “Violet hair?” “More of a maroon.” “One piece white dress?” “Shrine maiden outfit.” Both had come to the realization that their person was not the other’s.


Carline breathed a sigh of relief. As she did, though, she accidentally dispensed the rest of the spell she’d been holding. Lynnley cooed as she felt all the arousal return, and her breasts and butt began to flow with volume. Now she couldn’t help but grab her engorged bosom, feeling its swollen, sensitive flesh. She dropped to her knees, and felt her butt rip the seat of her pants as she did. Not only that, but her breasts began to tear through her shirt, which had long since left her abdomen bare. “Oh! Sorry!”


Lynnley didn’t seem to hear her; she was too taken in by her enlarging curves. So Carline just left her there for the moment and began to walk toward Anni’s room, scooping up Lynnley’s magic-draining device before she went. “Perhaps I can find some use for this.” Before she got far, Anni appeared in her path. “Carline!” “What?” “Shadine, she… she’s gone!” “What?!” “She ran out of the room, but I couldn’t find her then!” Anni teleported away, and Carline assumed she went back to her room and followed.


They found Miara there, awestruck. “What happened?” “She was… it was… she came back in after you left, and left you a note.” Miara pointed toward the vanity, where a folded piece of paper lay. Carline went over and grabbed it, unfolding it. There was indeed lettering, and it was in flowery, fancy handwriting.


“Thank you so much for your kindness, Miss Carline. I know I may not have been the most convenient of guests, but you showed compassion and patience even so. And, by way of your apprentice, you gave me an interesting pair of gifts. I shall enjoy them greatly. But now I must leave; I stumbled upon your mansion at the end of my journeys, and it is time for me to return to my realm. My throne likely is looking for me by now.

Sincerely, ‘Shadine’”


Carline just stared at the letter. “What.” “And after that,” Miara said, “She took on another form… something… ethereally beautiful… and then she just… vanished.” Carline still wasn’t quite sure how to process that. She’d just had a resident of the Otherworld as a houseguest for the past two days. And not only that, but if she understood the last line properly, their equivalent of royalty. The events of this last day were too damn confusing, and trying to make sense of it right now was giving her a headache. She turned to Anni. “Anni… be a dear and fix Lynnley in the foyer… I think I need to lie down…”

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Not one of my best chapters, in my opinion, but I'll leave that for you to decide.

Also relevant: http://chaosecho.deviantart.com/jour...hers-285757198