Aaaand, here it is. i blame a nasty case of acid reflux and immediately followed by a thrown out shoulder blade that put me out of the mood to draw until both blew over.
Art by CinderBH
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Chapter 5 - Candice the Frost Titan
Snowpoint City, a winter wonderland of a city where stout trees and buildings are blanketed in thick snow, located in the far north of the far north region of Sinnoh. The Gym at the heart of the city is home to yet another youthful lass of a gym leader: A spry and self-proclaimed fashionista known as Candice.
The girl in question was busy at home, rummaging through her closet for the warmest and best looking jacket to wear. Outside the city, a strong snowstorm was starting to pick up and she needed to keep herself from getting frostbite on her journey.
It had been only a day since her very close friend and fellow gym leader had not arrived in Snowpoint, despite everyone she called in Veilstone claiming she left shortly after some silly egg-eating contest, or something like that. The worried black haired girl soon bolted from her room and out her front door; her final choice of outfit was a thick, fluffy, azure, hooded coat over her usual school uniform, a buttoned white shirt with an azure bow on her chest, tan colored skirt, azure and white striped socks and matching tan shoes.
“Don’t worry Maylene, Candice will rescue you!” she said in her usual manner of referring to herself in the third person as she took out a poke ball. “Come on Mamoswine!” in a flash of white light, a massive eight foot tall Pokémon in the form of a brown furred elephant with a stubby hog’s snout appeared and let out a mighty, rumbling elephantine trumpet. Using her long fluffy hair to climb onto her back, Candice soon set off on her warm bulky mount.
Hours later, she and her mammoth companion would find themselves directly in the middle of a brewing snowstorm ravaging the woods of the normally peaceful route. The icy wind stung her face as she attempted to shield herself, only for her to soon let out a frustrated groan.
“We can’t go anywhere until this dies down. Let’s hurry and find some place to wait it out… hopefully she isn’t out there in this weather.” Candice added with a worried tone.
They soon found shelter in the form of a nice dry mountainside cave, where she and a few more of her released Pokémon set up a bonfire and a small campsite. She would soon fall fast asleep, cradling herself against the fluffy white body of her Abomasnow.
“So warm…” she cooed before drifting off to dreamland “Candice wishes she could be this comfy in this kinda weather…”
Many hours later, she woke up to a startling sound: just outside the cave a large booming noise resonated, followed by another and another… sounding almost like huge footsteps or something from a heavy Pokémon. For some reason, this commotion barely seemed to bother any of the Ice Gym Leader’s other icy companions; their only concern seemed to be how startled their trainer was.
Before she could entertain the ominous thought of a giant monster outside the cave ready to devour her any further though, a faint glimmer in the upper walls of her cave caught her eye. The approaching sound soon sent tremors throughout the walls, making the glimmering object fall to the floor, right at the girl’s feet. It was a very pretty gem, shaped like a six pronged snowflake in an overall hexagon shape.
“Oooh, hey! Get a load of this!” Candice cooed in delight as she picked up the large crystal snowflake. It felt unbelievably cold in her grasp, like clutching a solid ice sculpture, causing her to instinctively drop it as the cold bit her fingers. The moment it hit the ground the strange gem shattered at her feet, releasing a chilly, numbing cloud of bright blue powder snow, shimmering like tiny diamonds as it spiraled all around her.
Candice let out a shriek as the freezing gust stung her skin, sending shivers down her body. The raging blizzard outsize seemed to be making its way into the once safe cave in the form of tendrils of snowy wind, latching onto the swirling cloud and beckoning her to step outside.
“N-no… I-I… c-can’t…!” she cried as she felt her stiff legs moving on their own, dragging her out of the cave “I’ll freeze! It’s so cold, so… so… huh…!?” Candice opened her eyes, examining her body as her skin began to lose its color. ”I’m… fine…?” indeed, the once blistering deadly wind around her had suddenly began to stop burning her flesh. At this point, she thought she was starting to develop hypothermia, but now… she felt perfect fine, as if she was taking a stroll on a midsummer night; it was as if her body temperature or perhaps her entire body was adjusting.
She continued to examine herself, noting that her coat was now tied around her waist, leaving only her uniform to shield her against the wind. She gasped as her now pale white skin took on a faint shade of blue, staring as her hand and how her nails began to grow right in front of her eyes; stretching out into pointed one inch claws.
Surprisingly considered her current location, her body would soon begin to heat up, sweat starting to form at her brow as the miniature blizzard around her raged onwards. She could swear that her shirt was starting to feel tighter and tighter with every breath; like it swelled up bigger with every inhale and never shrunk down with the proceeding exhale. Her nipples soon growing erect in a matter of seconds as they brushed up against her bra, the bow on her top began to make a little groan of protest as bigger and bigger gaps were appearing between each button of her shirt.
“Wh-what!? N-no way… they can’t be-“ she flinched a bit as something shot out from her chest and hit a nearby rock with a light sound. One by one, her buttons were flying off of her now head-sized melons as they kept on swelling; nipples starting to twitch and swell against the confines of her lacey cups that were being filled like pear colored cauldrons filling with blueberry cream pudding. With shivering hands, she attempted to release her bra by tucking her long-nailed fingers under her skintight shirt, only for it to finally snap and fall to the snow; no longer digging painfully into her pale blue flesh of her mighty bulging bosoms. All her buttons were soon sent flying into the white abyss of the blizzard as her titanic avalanche of titflesh finally pushed through, already passing the size of her head and their soft wobbling cusps descending more and more down her stomach.
She let out a gasp of lustful delight as her hands shot up to them, cradling their pillow-like mass and letting them overflow her fingers and her perky puffy dark blue nipples standing at attention like tiny icicles atop igloo-like areola.
The feeling of her pointed sharp nails teasing her nubs would distract the changing ice expert from the fact that her stockings were starting to split with a loud steady ripping sound from her growing calves while her panties had developed into more of a thong by this point, the front starting to press hard against her moist cool slit. Her already tiny skirt covering less and less from her slender legs growing longer and shapelier; thighs thickening and her waist thinning to accent her somewhat widened hips that would soon tear the rim of her skirt, sending it to join her bra in the snow at her feet.
“Ouuuugh~!” Candice howled in delight “C-can… Candice… growing up… wait… oh my!” looking over at a nearby pine tree blanketed in diamond dust would prove her suspicions right by the sight of it becoming more even in height with her. At first, she assumed that with her blue skin and unnaturally bloating boobs that she was just aging into some kind of snow-bimbo, but now… now it was clear that she was over ten feet tall and steadily climbing higher! Her shoes and socks had already split and burst into rags, joining the rest of her destroyed wardrobe at her feet. This thought only saddened her more as she soon felt her coat untying the knot in its sleeves and her shoulders tearing apart the rest of her shirt. “A-At least… at least the coat survived.” She moaned as she tried to get her mind back to the amazing pleasure of her still swelling breasts; now at least double the size of her head each and nearing her belly button.
Her pleasure only began to rise as she became even with and surpassed the height of the nearby twenty-five foot tree. As she stuck out her hand with a flat palm to compare the tip of it to the tip of her head, she now noticed that her nails had started to grow again, taking on a thicker translucent form as they grew as long as her hands and kept going. One of them crept down to her awaiting bare snatch as a few drops of her icy feminine honey dribbled past her statuesque thighs, freezing before it could reach the ground and turning into frost on contact with her upper thighs cool blue skin.
“In… credible… Candice feels… alive!!” she boomed as she was nearing thirty feet. Her hairpins on each temple quickly snapped off in protest to her growing hair along with the rubber bands tying her black hair into braids. Liberated from their restraints, the flowing cape of raven black descended down her back and all the way to the small of it, just above the slight shelf of her shapely rear. Her normally tied back side bangs stretched down to just above her collar bone. The tips of her hair froze over into icy blue highlights and curled inward, enticing a little giggle from her as it brushed up against her spine.
“Hee hee… mmm, Candice has haircicles now, how delightf-uuuul~!!” her knees began to buckle, she could feel an orgasm coming along as her nails gently prodded at her inner sanctum of her ice-cold pussy. The chill of her growing claws delicately scraping her inner walls was unlike anything she had ever experienced. Again, this would almost distract her from another change as she began to bend over: A small white nub growing just above her perky ass cheeks, then quickly sprouting into a smooth white fleshy tail that grew and thickened until it swished the snow of the ground fifty feet below her; its tip soon spreading into a wide fan of skin like that of a mighty Dewgong.
Her shoulder blades began to ache as her pleasure reached its peak; four hard ivory-like spines began to grow out of her back, followed by a half-dome-shaped shell underneath each pair, like a pair of wings, she now possessed a sleeker version of a set of Cloyster valves. Her passion for fashion seemed to begin manifesting into an odd combination of cloth and natural fur that began to envelop her arms, starting just below her undefined deltoids and growing longer and thicker until they completely shrouded her hands, like the sleeves of a beautiful kimono; even gaining a pattern at the cuffs, like a series of jutting icicles against the snowy white fabric. Soon, more of the fabric-fur began to cover her toes followed by her feet, and all the way up past her calves, stopping at her knees and ending in ruffled jutting frills, now the same brown color as her old skirt and shoes, kind of like a Snover's lower half; even her stance permanently changed to walking perfectly on the balls of her feet, as if supported by invisible stiletto heels, making her legs and backside jut out more and her hips sway with every step. Finally, a silky strip of light blue like Articuno's feathers hugged her lovely hips, now in equal width to her shoulders. A lacey blue strap hugged each inner thigh as well as meeting in the back and becoming a natural thong that wedged comfortably between her plush firm cheeks. In the front, the strips seemed to meet just under her lovely venus mound, keeping her womanhood on full display as a row of soft blue feathers grew underneath the straps into a scantily mesh of a thong and skirt that only accented her most private areas instead of covering them. Last and certainly not least, as her mighty gigantic snowy hills of mammary ceased their growing at a massive triple her head’s size each and their cusps just passing her navel, her natural kimono just *barely* slid up it to cover each nipple to the areola, leaving a massive bounty of exposed blue titflesh on display.
With the the last of her changes settling in, the icy titan has finally reached a shrieking climax, at her final height of a glorious one hundred feet. From head to toe (closer to one hundred and three, considering her stance). By now, her long spindly nails were five massive blade of white ice with her original fingers seemingly harmlessly encased at the base beneath her kimono sleeves. Each about the size and shape of a short sword, she could only insert them in her pleasure passage one at a time. She brought it up to her face and past her now fuller lips to give it a lick, giving a coy chuckle as she felt the juices turn into brine in her mouth.
Unfortunately, her exploration of her new body was interrupted by the return of the shaking ground. Standing before her, shrouded by the snowstorm except for its glowing yellow eyes was a massive beast, equally as huge as her statuesque, yet sleek form. She let out an inhuman hiss as it began to draw close, instinctively raising one of her clawed hands and rushing forward, just as the unknown opponent charged in, spreading out four appendages… or were they five?
She suddenly stopped in her tracks right as her index icicle touched the neck of… some kind of wild pink haired… four armed… and massively endowed Pokémon that had its own upper right fist frozen mere inches away from her jaw.
“It… it isn’t possible… May…lene…?” the newly grown Ice Titan said in a soft, mature voice.
“Can… dice…?” the beast replied, with an equally mature, but more husky tone.
“Oh… oh my Arceus! It is you! Candice was so worried about you, darling!” The gym leader said with delight, not even realizing the two of them weren’t even speaking English anymore, but instead their own unique Poké-speak.
“Candy~!” the chilly titan soon found herself bear-hugged by the girl’s powerful train-sized arms; Candice’s much more immense bounty of tit mashing into her still impressive rack erected above slab-like pecs. The feeling of warmth would have made her feel a lot less uncomfortable… but that thought was distracted by a certain ‘fifth arm’ resting between her inner thighs.
Candice like out a yelp as she leaped backwards a bit, recollecting herself as her eyes travelled down to the throbbing veiny cock between the Strength Titan’s thighs. “What… what is… what is that thing doing there!?” she pointed with one of her claws, an utterly enthralled look on her face.
“Huh… Oh! Ohhhh!” the burly titan gave a coy fanged smile as she stroked her mighty column with her lowest and closest hand. “I grew it, what else? It sprouted along with the rest of this!” she flexed her upper arms, showing her already massive biceps and triceps swelling and quivering.
Candice was absolutely entranced, her mouth gaped open and her eyes practically sparkling as she clasped her claws together under her mountainous chest, like a schoolgirl eyeing a brand new dress. “It’s… glorious! You’re like a mountain of raw power and… and…” she sniffed the air, letting out a dark blue blush atop her cheeks. “And your pheromones are flooding out, aren’t they?”
“M-maybe… yeah…” Maylene just stared as Candice began to pose seductively with her claws gently caressing her own massive bosom… and removing the restraint of her natural kimono, letting them flop out with a glorious bounce. “Can… can I… please… mate with you?” her cheeks burning up in spite of the cold weather.
“Oh ho ho ho ho~!” the ice queen put a clawed hand to the side of her cheek “Certainly not, you would tear poor Candice apart from the inside with that beautiful thing… no… instead…” she spread her arms and let herself fall backwards; a flurry of snow forming under her into a massive snowbank to cushion her fall. “You shall have your pole take a trip northward, if you please~” her claws gripped her breasts gently and pulled them apart to reveal an almost literal canyon of cleavage.
“Oh... god! Yes!” Maylene leaped forward, pouncing onto her new prey like a Houndoom in heat and readied her massive phallus, the ground below feeling strangely not so cold as her knees sunk into the snow. Soon her throbbing treetrunk-like mass plowed straight through the gap between the twin mountains of cool flesh. Candice gave a delighted moan in response as she pressed into the sides of them with her icy claws, gasping incredulously as the head-sized tip pierced its way through the other end and began to press into her lips. Muffling the rest of her moans, Candice pressed as much of her open lips against it as she could, sucking on it as Maylene began to slowly thrust harder and harder. Their bodies speeding up more and more as little by little the snow began to melt around them from their own heated passion and wild lust. Candice would find that just the feeling of the friction from Maylene’s ropey veins rubbing against her soft, tightened inner bosom flesh was enough to bring her closer and closer to another climax. Their tails thrashing about and their bodies throbbing with passion as Maylene and Candice soon let out a duet of shrill and roaring cries of pleasure that echoed across the snowy route, and caused the snow from a nearby mountain to fall. The ice titan would feel a wash of her feminine honey gush between her legs and drench her new skirt as her face was pelted with stream after ropey stream of hot warm -spunk.
“Ahhhh… damn… that was the best!” roared Maylene in triumph as she fell back off her lover, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
“Well... I’m glad you’re satisfied.” Candice leaned up, much to her annoyance, her face covered in slowly freezing seed that she began to flick and wipe off of her like she was splatted in the face with vanilla soft serve; she would note to herself that it tasted remarkably similar.
Maylene snickered at the sight, covering her mouth with the nearest hand. “Sorry Candy, next time I’ll bring cones!” she burst out laughing, falling onto her back, right before her face was pelted by a snowball.
Candice was already scooping up more and expertly crafting them between her iced fingers in seconds. “Cone these.” She said playfully, pelting her with more.
Maylene herself soon found herself cracking up as she picked up her own arsenal in all four hands and began challenging her mate to the mother of all snowball fights. Candice’s team of Ice types watched from the cave as the snowstorm finally dissipated… embarrassed looks shared between them as they watched the two titans have their childlike winter merriment, like they were still normal-sized human children.