[Chaos Echo]

I am a MACHINE, created for the purpose of WRITING!

But no seriously though I'm in a hell of a writing mood, though the week's schoolwork load will probably kill it before long.

Chapter 26

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Carline lazed in her bed, twirling a lock of her still only shoulder-length dark hair. It was a day where she didn’t particularly feel like fooling with magic. So, she’d been reading several books of hers that she’d been putting off, and even managed to get one finished. Now she was a bit into a novel that she had aside a while. As she read, though, she came upon a bit of a surprise. The book she read was surprisingly less… wholesome… than she’d thought. But she read on anyway, her face taking on a light red hue as she did. She scooted up from her casual position, to a more upright one, and found her free hand lying just over her crotch. It had been a while since she’d read a book so… erotic.


However, she heard a knock on the door before she started anything. She quickly stowed the book beneath her pillow, and took a moment to steady herself, before calling out a “Come in!” Tuicia entered, and gave a slight bow. “’ow are you doing, Madame?” “Um, fine. What’s up?” “Zere is a visitor for you. She said somesing about being asked to come ‘ere?” “Odd. I can’t recall sending for someone for anything.” Carline swung her legs over the side of her bed, and followed Tuicia out.


“So Tuicia, I’ve been wondering… what happened between you and Gelly that day last week? That led to her screaming at you like she did?” “Oh! She was… making false, ‘orrible, lie-ridden promises to moi, trying to get moi to ‘ide ‘er away from you. But Ah ‘eld strong, Madame. Ah would not ‘ave it.” Carline could hear a bit of uncertainty in her voice. “Tuicia… she wasn’t lying, was she?” Tuicia stopped walking. “She was telling the truth, with whatever she was promising, wasn’t she?” “Y-yes…” She began to tremble. “She… Madame Gartave, she told ze truth, Ah could tell… she… would’ve taken moi to see ma famille…” “Tuicia…” “Ah… Ah could ‘ave seen zem again… my mozher and fazher…” A few tears began to form. “Ah could ‘ave… could ‘ave found out why zey… why zey would so ‘eartlessly…”


She was surprised as Carline quickly pulled her into a hug. “It’s alright, Tuicia. Don’t you start crying.” “B-but,” she said, beginning to fail what Carline just told her, hard as she tried not to. “Madame Gartave, she got to moi… s-she… she… even zough Ah know she is a terrible person, she pulls off being so pitiable… and she was r-right… she did take moi in when Ah was in need, terrible person or not…” “If it means that much to you, what she was saying, then we can go out and find them ourselves, Tuicia. Together.” “M-merci, Madame! Ah… Ah don’t sink Ah am ready on my own, but… if you would be so caring as to…” She trailed off, while Carline held her close. After standing like that for a minute or two, Tuicia separated from her, wiping her eyes. “Ah sink Ah will need a moment to compose myself. Go on wizhout moi.” Carline nodded, and continued to the foyer.


“She keeps herself so level most of the time… I keep forgetting what she’s actually been through…” She arrived there as she ran various thoughts in her head, several about how nice holding Tuicia like that felt, and saw a woman patiently waiting. “Oh, hello. Um…” She looked over the woman. She was roughly Carline’s age, probably a bit younger. She had red-brown hair, evenly cut just below her shoulders, and a simple outfit, of a moderately-cut light purple shirt, and dull orange pants. She didn’t look familiar to Carline at all. “My apologies for asking, but… who are you?” “I’m Dee Wrennel. I perform a simple job; I am very proficient at detecting magic.” “Oh… um… might I ask why you’re here?” “I received a letter asking for my services.” She pulled a folded up letter from her pocket and held it out. “It was anonymous, and did not specify what to be looking for, but did include your address, so…”


Carline took it and read, but didn’t recognize the (pretty bad) handwriting. She sat in thought. Who would’ve sent that? Checking for magic in a place like this was pretty useless. “Are you sure it wasn’t just a prank? You… do know who I am, right?” “Yes. Carline Marzelaei. Instigator of the Redlich Massacre.” “So why are you here, then? You know what kind of ‘dangerous’ person I am. Don’t you fear me?” “Not hardly. The fact that you have not caused a single death since, and that you have done nothing antagonistic in almost a year is suspect. Let alone that you saved a Knight from a crippling curse.” “You… you know about that?” “Of course I know. You think Dame J?rmafi kept quiet about it? And that’s not even getting into the bigger thing you did of successfully taking down Gelly Gartave.”


Carline could feel a bit of sunshine on the inside. Could it be? Could her good deeds finally be becoming known? Might this finally be the start of the overturn of her terrible reputation? “Oh,” she said, trying to hide her sudden excitement. “Okay then. So… uh… I guess start detecting stuff? I’m really not sure what to be looking for.” “Alright. This whole thing was probably just a prank, but since I’m in a good mood, and here anyway…” Dee closed her eyes. “Well, obviously, you have incredible magic, both in potency and extent. I can sense another, similar to you, but lesser in capacity and greater in power.” “That’s gotta be my apprentice.” “Aaand… I can feel a few others… they aren’t full blown. Just low sorceresses.” “A few? I thought the only one was Denise?” “…why do you tell me by name? I have no idea what their names are.”


Carline thought over her employees. She didn’t think any but Denise had any form of magic. Or… was someone here who should not be? “Let’s see…” Dee continued. “If I’m getting my auras or whatever right, then one is, judging by her motions, applying lipstick while talking to someone, rather casually.” “That’s gotta be Denise. I gotta get her to stop slacking off.” “The other is harder to detect, she’s very faint, little magic… she’s… pretty bottom-heavy, I think; it feels like she… er… carries a lot of weight behind her, if you catch my drift.”


Carline reviewed those in the mansion. She did have a few large-reared women under her, in part thanks to her and Anni’s escapades with the buxom spell. Heck, even Denise included. “Erm… could you go into more detail?” Dee opened her eyes. “What? You mean someone with a huge butt isn’t specific enough? What kind of people do you employ?” Carline just gave her a look. “Yeah, okay, fine.” She closed her eyes again, reaching out to where she had been. “Um… she has her arm behind her, hand closed around something… I think she’s leading someone somewhere.” “Oh?” “Yes. She seems kind of in a rush.” Dee paused. “In fact, I can continuously feel her field more clearly. I do believe they’re coming this way.” “Wha?” Carline then heard a high voice protesting.


“No, Cecily, it’s fine, really. Honest!” “Are you serious? You have to get this checked out! What’s the matter with you?” Carline recognized the two lovers’ voices. “Miss, do you know where Miss Ombruge-” Carline turned around, and Cecily jumped. “OH! I’m sorry! I didn’t recognize you from behind, w-with the… with the hair…” She gestured at about neck level to indicate Carline’s hair length. “Don’t remind me.” “S-sorry.”


“So wait,” Carline said, turning her head back to Dee. “Are you telling me she is the one you felt?” “Yep, loud and clear now.” Cecily seemed to forget what she was doing as she stood with a confused look. “Who’s feeling me?” She asked, letting go of Allie’s wrist to cross her arms over her chest defensively. “No, not like that. This is Dee.” Carline said, gesturing to her, and she did a friendly wave. “She’s a magic detector thing. She claims that you’ve got some latent magic or somesuch.” “I… what? Me?” Dee nodded. “Yep.” “N-no I don’t. I don’t have any magic. Are you sure it’s not Allie?”


Allie looked inquisitive for a moment, before Dee announced “Nope. Not her. It’s you.” Allie looked briefly almost disappointed, but it was barely perceptible. Cecily seemed excited. “I’m… I’m a sorceress!” She bounced up and down like a giddy schoolgirl, until she realized something. “Um… how do I use it?” “Well, it normally comes naturally, so I guess just keep doing your thing till you notice something.” “Really? Poop. I thought it was gonna be like some big flashy…”


She shook her head. “Wait, no, don’t distract me! Allie is-” Cecily turned around and saw that Allie had snuck away in that short time. “No! Allie, come back!” Cecily started to run after her, but was stopped short when she saw Anni coming out of that same hallway with her in tow. “Seriously, Cecily? All I tell you to do is take her to someone who knows what they’re doing, and-” She saw Dee as she came closer. “Who the hell?” Carline sighed as she had to introduce her again. “Dee. Magic detector. Don’t know why she’s here. But what are you going on about with Allie?”


“N-nothing, Miss, it’s nothing… they making a big deal about nothing.” “Like hell it’s nothing! Carline, look at this!” Anni grabbed Allie’s right arm and held it up, showing it wrapped in a few layers of white cloth. Allie winced and quickly jerked it away. “D-do you mind, Miss Annilitia?” “No. Now…” She grabbed it again, and Allie yanked it away again. “Dammit, stop it!” “Then stop grabbing it!” “Both of you stop!” Carline said authoritatively. “What are you trying to show me?” “It’s Allie, Miss Carline! Her arm, it’s- she’s-” Cecily traced a line down her arm with her finger.


Trying to figure out what the hell that meant, Carline got closer to Allie. “Allie, if you don’t mind…” “Miss, please, it’s nothing. I’m fine.” “Allie…” She said with the tone of an exasperated mother. At that, the maid submissively held her arm out to her. Carline took a moment to find the end of the cloth, and began to unravel it. Her eyes widened as she got down a layer and noticed a distinct red streak in it. Another down and the streak was much longer, wider, and redder. The last layer was almost the entire length of her arm and very red, stained with what was clearly blood. Somewhat on edge now, Carline finished unraveling it, and gasped at the sight within, while Dee had to turn her head away and cover her eyes. Allie had a long gash running down her arm, going from mid-bicep to almost her wrist.


“Allie! What the hell!?” “I’m sorry, miss… I accidentally cut myself on… on a knife, while helping Jessica wash dishes.” “You ‘accidentally’ cut the entire length of your arm?!” “Y-yes… you know I’m clumsy…” Carline didn’t believe a word of it. “Allie, how did this happen?” “I just told you, miss! Go get Jessica, she’ll back me up!” “Allie!” Cecily said. “Please, don’t be like this! What did you do to yourself?” “N-nothing! What, you think I’m self-abusive or something?” Cecily gave her a pitiful look. “Allie…” “Well, I’m not! Why would I be? So everyone j-just leave me alone!” She stormed off. “No, Allie, wait! Get back here!” Cecily followed her. Carline muttered to herself. “Shit, that’s not good. It’s recent too… What the hell is she doing?” She went off to fetch Tuicia, but remembered something. “… oh! Anni, if you could be a dear and occupy Dee for me…” “Wait! No, you-!”


But Carline was already walking away by then. Anni turned back to Dee, uncomfortably scratching the back of her head. “Um… well… hi? It’s not normally this dramatic here.” Dee separated her fingers, peeking through them to be sure that the sight was gone. On seeing it was, she dropped her hand and cleared her throat. “Sorry. I have a pretty weak stomach. If you don’t mind my asking, you are…?” “Her apprentice.” “I see. Anni Julipeit, if I’m recalling my data.” “Annilitia.” She corrected. There was a moment of awkward silence after that. “Um… so… just so I can tell Carline later, what kind of payment are you looking for for this?” “No need, it’s fine. I was half-expecting this to be a prank job anyway, so-”


She suddenly cut off. “A-actually, there is one thing, now that I think about it. I’ve, um, heard some stories about your mistress here…” “…what kind of stories?” “Well… um…” Dee looked incredibly uncomfortable. “Talk has spread about Carline again, but this time about something quite different. There’ve been rumors going around that she’s… um… that she’s discovered a spell for… for making women’s breasts bigger.” Anni stared at her in silence a moment, and then broke out laughing. “W-what’s so funny?” “Oh lord! I can’t- I can’t wait until she catches wind of this! Pfffhaaha!” “Why? Is it a bad thing?” “HELL no!” Anni laughed herself out, and then wiped her eyes.


“No, not at all. Carline… you have no idea how happy she’ll be when she hears this.” “Why’s that?” “You have no idea how long she’s been trying to get out of the way she’s been viewed. If this is seriously the way it’s turning…” “S-so, um… is it by chance true?” “YEAH it’s true.” She pointed to her own bosom. “I went up an entire cup size with it!” “Oh, wow! Is it… slow acting, then? I mean, if you’ve known it for so long-” “Hardly! I only did this by choice. You wouldn’t believe how big they can get, and how fast.” Anni momentarily reflected on Miara for the truth of that statement.


“Then… do you happen to know the spell?” “’course I do.” Even though it was obvious where she was going from here, Dee tapped her toes into the ground nervously. “Then, um…” She stopped. “T-they are real, right?” “Yeah! What would be the point of a spell for fake tits?” “O-okay. You see, um… I’m pretty… small there.” She indicated her chest, which as she said, was unimpressive. “And, um… I’ve always wanted… bigger breasts. And, if I know my husband, I’m sure he’d really appreciate it too.” “So how big are we talking here?” Dee got excited. “So you’ll do it then?” “You kidding? I love using this spell!”


Dee pondered her question. “I want them big, but not so big that they limit me, y’know?” “Alright then, some nice big boobies coming up!” Her hands glowed, and Dee closed her eyes and braced herself. Instead of the impact that she was expecting, it was more like a gentle caress. “Oh… my, this feels wonderful. How fitting for a spell like this…”


Her nipples perked up, and she blushed. “Oh!” She put her hands over the offending bits. “S-sorry! I didn’t think it was quite like that!” “Nah, ‘s fine. I’ve seen so many nipples from doing this, clothed and not.” Dee nodded. “Okay.” She said, slowly and reluctantly letting her hands drift off of them. “If you weren’t a woman, I probably would be much more reserved about this.” Dee then felt the pleasure that came with it. “Oh! Ooh… is this part of it?” “My bad! No, it doesn’t need to be. Want me to-” “No, it’s actually quite alright…”


Then, to her delight, her breasts began filling up. She clapped a hand over her mouth in her excitement. “My… they’re actually growing!” She cautiously brought up her other hand, and lightly touched a swelling mound. It felt wonderful, and she happily felt it more. “Oh! This is… these are… ohhh yes~” She brought the other hand down to join the first in her light yet thorough fondling.


The space between her breasts that was exposed by her neckline was filling with wonderful cleavage. And the causes of said cleavage were looking wonderful themselves, shaping and rounding up as they increased in size. Cupping them in her hands, she noticed her breasts were actually a good handful now. She felt them with excitement, almost unaware that Anni was still standing right in front of her. She was so very happy about it, in fact, that she didn’t realize her simultaneous arousal, and she moaned sensually. She put her hand over her mouth again, speaking a “Sorry!” from behind it.


She went in again with a bit more clear head, feeling her soft mounds with glee. She let go, suddenly curious, and bounced up and down a bit. Though mostly kept steady by her bra, her breasts did bounce animatedly as best they could. Dee’s blush increased on seeing it. She stopped and listened to the quiet sounds of her shirt stretching to contain her bosom. “Oh… there’re so many things I wanna try with these, I can’t even decide…” She spoke more directly to Anni. “I-if you could… ooh… if you could excuse me for a moment…”


She walked over to a corner off the room, and looked over her shoulder. Anni got the hint and politely turned away. After watching her a moment to make sure she stayed that way, Dee turned her attention back to her chest. Her breasts had her shirt tight, a large amount of cleavage showing in it. She lifted her shirt up, over her swelling globes, and left it around her neck as best she could, while not obscuring her view. They bounced again from the motion, and Dee smiled. “Oh, Martin is going to love these…” Even without their cotton cover, they still looked pretty big. Her bra was plenty tight, and didn’t cover near what it used to. She could even see it making a slight indent in the soft flesh of her chest. She debated just taking it off, but was far too modest for that. So she just poked her hard nipple, and then began to feel her soft flesh, now that no shirt was between her and them. She bit down on her lip to keep from making noise as she did so.


After a bit of this, during which she sat on the line of vocalizing her pleasure, she was sure her breasts were finished. Dee stopped, letting out a quiet, suppressed moan. She looked them over, determining that they had to be DDs, probably even small Es, and that her bra was way too tight. She grudgingly unclasped it against her vow of a few seconds ago, and took it off, and pulled her shirt down over her new bosom before any freak accident resulted in her bare chest being seen. She looked it over, somewhat dissatisfied with the way her enlarged nipples protruded through her shirt, but hoped that it wouldn’t be as noticeable when they weren’t hard. She also noticed that the shirt no longer covered her midriff, something she sound somewhat amusing. Though it did mean that she’d probably need to get a bigger top; a tight, revealing one like this was too casual for her tastes.


She went back over to Anni, letting her bra dangle in her hand, and called to her. The apprentice looked up, and Dee grabbed her in a big hug. “Thank you!” She said, with a most childish sincerity. Anni couldn’t help but be a bit turned on by the feeling of the woman’s large chest squishing against her side. “Y-you’re welcome.” “This was better than any payment!” Dee said, letting go of Anni. She lifted her breasts from below. “I mean, look at these!” Anni did just that, taking in how tight her shirt was on them, and how they showed their pale roundness from her newly low neckline. No matter how many she blew up like this, she would never get tired of looking at boobs, she didn’t think. Dee continued in her joyous rambling. “They’re so big, and so obviously real! So soft, and jiggly, and even my nipples got a bit bigger too, and more sensitive! I mean, just having my shirt rub them-” She looked back at Anni, who had turned her head away, seemingly out of modesty, with a deep red hue to her face. “Oh! Sorry.” She let them drop, greatly enjoying how they bounced from their own weight. She looked thoughtfully past Anni, talking out loud to herself. “I bet he’ll love them too, once I get back. The first night with these babies’ll be wonderful~” Anni also believed that she would never get tired of people’s reactions to being buxomized. Still, she was deep in thought as well, but on something decidedly different. Back to what she and Cecily had discovered earlier that day.


“What was up with Allie, anyway?”

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Eh, once again, I think it was a weaker chapter, but I've learned LONG ago that I suck at judging my own work.


Up next: A chapter I've been waiting for since half the story ago.