Why does that spell even exist? (BE story)

[keybladeknight]

take your time no need to rush the story we under stand and everyone agree with me on this school comes frist am i right ladys and gentleman

[DevonCory]

Originally Posted by keybladeknight

(...) am i right ladys and gentleman

Indeed you are. If you're in school, then that should be your priority. Fun stories about growing boobies can wait.

[Chaos Echo]

Who wants the next chapteeeerrrrr?

Similar to the one a bit ago for sadmanofshadows, this one's for DevonCory, due in part to his help with French translations. I really wanted to get this one out before being truly bogged down by other crap, since I promised this to him back in like November.

Chapter 20

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?Haa! Get back here, you weird yellow birdie!? Anni held a hand out toward the canary she was talking to. It paid little attention to her request, instead fluttering around the room, so she hiked up her skirt and lightheartedly chased after it. At one point it alit on a short dresser, and she slowly approached it in an attempt to grab it. However, when she made the lunge, it took off before she could get it. She swore, but laughed anyway. Carline?s birds were always fun to mess with, and she didn?t really feel like putting in effort for magic today. The little thing flapped down higher up, atop Anni?s vanity, where she couldn?t reach. ?Oh, come on. Play fair!? The bird merely lifted its wing and began preening its feathers or whatever birds do then. Anni wasn?t having that, so she stood up on her chair and, one knee on the desktop, began to reach for the bird.


She heard a knocking on her door at that moment. ?Come in!? She said, still focused on grabbing the inattentive yellow creature. Allie entered, and took a moment to observe the situation. ?Miss Annilitia? what are you doing?? ?Trying to? HA!? She pounced at the bird, and held it firmly but gently, standing atop her vanity. ?Trying to catch this little canary here.? ?Oh.? It didn?t look very frightened in her grip, but it did seem a bit on edge. ?So what?d you want?? ?Oh! There?s, um, there?s someone here! And both Miss Carline and Miss Ombruge are out!? ?Oh, right. That puts me in charge then, dunnit?? She jumped down to the floor, and walked to where Allie was standing. ?Alright then, take this back to where the rest of them are.? She said, handing the bird to Allie.


The two redheads exited her room together and made their way toward the front door while idly talking. ?So, how?re you and Cecily doing?? ?Oh, she?s wonderful, Miss Annilitia. She?s really nice, and once you get past her shyness, she?s really bubbly and fun. And she?s a great kisser.? ?Mm. And how?s she doing as far as the uh? leftovers from my spell?? ?You mean like? her butt? It?s still really big and nice. It?s so round and lovely and? and it looks great in a swimsuit!? ??a swimsuit?? Allie blushed. ?Well? she took me with her clothes shopping once you were done with her, and she showed off a bit?? ?So you two are definitely officially going out then?? ?Yep!?


Anni sighed mentally. That was all of what? Three days they?d properly known each other? And the maid and gardener were already going clothes shopping and showing off swimsuits? When the hell was she gonna be able to get someone? She pushed these thoughts out of her head. ?And what happened to that ho that was here earlier?? ?Miss Annilitia? we just passed her in the lounge, watching the television! How did you not see her?? ?Seriously? Oops.?


The two reached the foyer, where a very professional-looking woman stood. ?Alright, you do that then, Allie.? Anni said, nonchalantly flapping her hand to dismiss her. She approached the woman then, rather unsure of how to act. ?Uh? hello?? ?Hello. The name?s Miara Oetinger.? The woman quickly flashed what looked to be a business card. ?Is Mrs. Marzelaei not here?? ?No, she?s in France. Or maybe coming back by now. I dunno. Not here.? Miara?s face fell for the slightest of moments, but it was almost unnoticeable. ?Is that so? Disappointing. She?s one of my most avid customers. She should have known I was coming around about now. And I made this long detour for nothing then??


Anni was curious about the dark-haired woman. ?Who exactly are you?? ?I?m a saleswoman, of various magical items.? ?Oh, you mean like, say, a Monkey Fist of Infinite Fire?? ??no. Nothing like that. I mainly sell components for magic. Tears of a virgin, left fourth metacarpal of a dragon? those types of things.? ?Dragons are still around?? ?No, that?s why those in particular are expensive.? ?Huh.? After that quick tangent, Anni continued her questioning. ?So what?s Carline buy from you, then? She doesn?t need any of that. She?s a natural, not one of them fakey magic-users.? ?It?s mostly old tomes and such that I pick up in my travels.? ?Ah, shoulda known.? ?If I may ask, who would you be, then?? ?I?m her apprentice. The beautiful-? Anni exaggeratedly struck a pose. ?Annilitia Julipeit!?


Miara just stared at her unflinchingly. ?Well. When she returns, Ms. Julipeit, if you would be so kind as to tell her that I will be in the area for the next few days-? ?Well, wait! Now I?m intrigued! I wanna see some of the stuff you?re selling.? ?Have you any method of monetary compensation?? ?Huh?? Miara paused a moment, as though mentally labeling her. ??do you have money?? ?Eh, yeah, loads. I think.? ?Alright then. Come, peruse my wares.? Miara opened the door for Anni, and the two went out in front of the mansion, where a winnebago was parked. ?I?m gonna assume that?s yours, then.? ?Yes. It makes travelling and storing all the items easier.?


The two crossed over to and got in the vehicle. Anni was immediately awestruck at all the things inside. ?Holy?? ?Careful,? Miara said, getting in after her. ?Not to limit you there, but some of the things in here are rather delicate, and I?d prefer you not touch them unless by my permission.? ?Aight.? Anni walked up and down the length of the vehicle a few times, checking out all the various objects. One in specific caught her eye. ?Ooh? is this what I think it is?? She held up an armlet, a dull golden, and embedded with sapphires. ?If you mean a magic amplifier, then yes, it is.? ?How in the hell did you come across it?? ?Actually, I came across a small stash of them earlier, long abandoned. I tend to not carry them all around with me, for the obvious disastrous risk that would be.? Anni was still examining it, so Miara continued. ?I did have three on hand earlier, but a Lady Rudine back in Ceyllitar bought off the other two.? Anni slipped it over her hand, and around her wrist. ?So how much would this go for?? ?Unless you have access to almost the entirety of your mistress?s fortune, too much.? ?Poop.?


Anni took it off and set it back where it was. ?I didn?t see a whole lot otherwise that I?d like? I?m not a book nerd like Carline is, so?? ?Ah. Well, it was a nice experience attempting business with you anyway, Ms. Julipeit.? Anni could tell that she was trying to be that kind of courteous so that you?d come back another day, but was in actuality rather disappointed that she?d come all this way without a sale. Still, though, there wasn?t a whole lot she could do, so- ?Wait a second!? Anni said, suddenly spotting something. She moved quickly over to where a very ornate knife was hanging, kept in a dark, regal red sheath. She studied it. The handle was black, very elaborate designs laid out in gold across it. The blade, judging by its sheath, oddly shaped, and Anni was kind of curious to see it. She pointed at the knife. ?How much for this??


?That? It?s? not really for sale.? ?Oh. Sentimental or something?? ?No, it?s just? it?s only something I have lying around. Nothing I really meant to sell.? ?Well, I?ll buy it from ya.? Miara took a moment to consider, and shrugged. ?Okay then, name what you?d be willing to pay.? ?Oh, about that?? Anni looked up at the ceiling. ?I kinda don?t have any money of my own.? ?But you said-? ?It?s Carline?s money I?d be coasting off of, and that?s probably not a good idea?? She looked to have a moment of enlightenment. ?I got a better one, though!? Anni pounded one fist into the other. ?I could pay you with some magic!? ?What??


Anni studied the businesswoman, to see what she could improve. Miara looked maybe mid-thirtiesish, and if she was any older than that, then she took very good care of herself. At any rate, she was pretty good looking, in Anni?s opinion. Probably a 7, maybe an 8. Nothing worth fussing over. She had her shoulder-length black hair almost perfectly trimmed at said length, completely level at its tips. She wasn?t overweight or anything, or overly skinny. She looked to be in good shape. ?Hm? what can I do then?? Then she noticed a deficiency, or at least something she could contribute to. Miara?s breasts, while well-shaped, were rather small.


?Yeah, man! I can totally magic you something nice!? ?I?m sorry, Ms. Julipeit, but if you?re going to buy something, then I would much prefer it be in some kind of proper currency. Magic doesn?t very well pay the bills.? ?No, seriously, I can really spice you up!? Miara seemed to get the tiniest bit annoyed, but kept her cool flawlessly, with no change in tone. ?I appreciate the sentiment, but if you don?t have a way of paying me, then-? ?Oh come on!? Anni interrupted, hands already glowing with the spell. ?Give it a chance!?


?What?!? The subject half shouted, letting up on her strictly professional demeanor. ?What did you do? What are you doing?? ?I just said give it a chance.? ?I don?t want to give it a chance, whatever it is! What did you do?? Miara repeated. ?I told you, I could spice you up!? ?Spice me up? What does that mean? What have you done to me?? She folded her arms over her chest impatiently. ?What manner of good idea did you think it was to cast something on me without my consent??


She felt, in the smallest part of herself, a bit of warmth. She attributed it to her being rather flustered from this sorceress?s ill-thought-out idea. ?Why won?t you answer me? What did you do?? She repeated again, more firmly. Then she felt a small pressure centering in her chest. ?I can feel your magic working, Ms. Julipeit. You can?t deny that you did something.? Anni, meanwhile, was trying to keep a straight face, and didn?t answer any of Miara?s questions.


Miara glared at the apprentice, but before she opened her mouth to reiterate her demand another time, she felt the pressure in her chest hit its peak, and with it, something else. The buxom spell had begun, and her small breasts began to look much livelier, pushing against her dark blouse while her nipples erected. ?Wh-what is the meaning of?? She sputtered in disbelief. Then the growth started. Her breasts swelled slowly, lightly filling in her purple top. ?What are you? My breasts!? Still in doubt, she undid the few buttons she?d closed on her blazer, and looked down on her chest now that it was not obstructed as much.


They were undeniably getting larger, filling out and tightening her blouse. ?Is this your idea of a sick joke? What is this?? ?It?s magic, lady.? ?I know that! Why this? Why-? she gestured to her bosom, which was beginning to untuck her shirt from her pants. ?this? What right do you have to do something like this to another woman?? A bit of fear was mixed into her anger. She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it back down, hastily tucking it back into her pants. However, as she did so, she felt the fabric rubbing against her increasingly sensitive breasts, and had to stop. ?Ooh? why does it feel so good?? She snapped out of her momentary lapse, remembering the situation. ?You? what is wrong with you?? Anni couldn?t help but snicker, with someone who seemed so professional breaking character like this. ?That?s not a very nice way to treat a customer.? ?You?re not a customer! You?re a fiend!?


Try as Miara might to stay mad, though, it was getting harder and harder for her to do over her arousal. This was something new to her. And still her breasts grew, each bigger than two of her fists would have been. Again they pulled her shirt, and this time, she left it be. She slowly reached up, a voice in her head telling her not to do it and that it was a terrible idea, but she ignored it. She put her hand over her breasts and gasped. Very sensitive and very lovely, they felt. Soft and pliable, and somewhat erotic. The voice in her head screamed at her not to do this, but she continued to disregard it and did the same with her other hand. She felt a warmth come into her, a strange feeling. ?Ohh? these are? these are? heavenly??


Miara felt, beneath her palms, her breast growth stopping. She peeled her hands off of the wonderful things, and looked down at them, now the size of ripe melons. She stumbled back toward the exit door, her hand on her forehead. ?Oh? oh my?? Something in the woman was awakening, something she didn?t recognize. It was intense and magnificent. It was like she could feel every square inch of her large assets against her tight blouse, every little bit of their sensitive flesh giving her an unknown pleasure. ?What is this? I don?t understand??


Anni, meanwhile, was relatively pleased with herself. This Miara chick seemed to be taking the spell? rather well. So she quietly asked, ?Do you want more?? Miara, without thinking much, just nodded slowly, still overwhelmed by the sensations. Anni did so, then, giving her another example of the spell. Miara felt her nipples abruptly thicken against her bra, and cooed in her arousal. These feelings were something new to her; something she?d never given thought to indulging in before. She grabbed her breasts tightly, reveling in how amazing they felt, and gasping when she felt their growth resume.


Miara?s breasts picked up again, and the woman would now feel them, then let them go, alternating in her mind between her heavy arousal and her incredible confusion and doubtfulness. Not only was the expanding of her breasts new, but so were the alien feelings that came with it. She felt the plump, swelling masses with an unsure hand, but it still proved to be extremely pleasurable. ?What?s? w-what?s? ooh? happening to me??


By now, her blouse was reaching beyond its limits, trying to contain breasts larger than her head, and every rapid breath she took weakened it. Miara was in far too much enjoyment to register that the tightness was somewhat painful, and continued to moan while she groped her enlarging bosom. The apprentice looked on, a bit conflicted between enjoying the sight of the huge mammaries, and being grossed out by Miara?s open sexual pleasure. Along with it, she was starting to get a bit worried. ?I didn?t put in enough to make them that big? they should be stopping any time now??


But the saleswoman?s breasts cared little what Anni thought, and kept growing at a steady rate. Her blouse suddenly split in multiple spots, providing some small spaces for her increasing breast flesh to exit from. Miara was too involved in her activities to lament the destruction of her shirt, having come to the conclusion that this was wonderful and was exactly what she desired. She touched some of the bared skin, and her desire reignited on contact with it; she used her other hand to try and pull her shirt up and over her chest, but it was far too late for that. Her medicine ball-sized breasts could never be forced past the small, tight thing again. It didn?t matter much, though. The combination of her growth and her movement of the shirt made it tear straight through, and her lace bra went with it. The former article hung from her shoulders, joining her blazer there.


Her huge breasts now bare, she put her arms beneath them and lifted their magnificence. She felt weak in the knees, and stumbled backward into the wall, placing her hands against it and sliding down a bit. Miara breathed in as deep of breaths as she could, taking a breather. Her breasts heaved as she did, the enormous things jiggling softly no matter what she did. Her left one, beneath her notice, swelled into one of the counters lining the walls, and the cold metal made her nipples even harder and bigger. She yelped, a very shocked and sensual noise.


Anni was watching with concern now. ?They should?ve stopped before this. Why are they still growing?? The subject had slid to the floor now, trying to reach one of her taunting nipples, and returning to her rapid, shallow breathing. She pressed her arm deep into the softness of her breasts, the feeling of it indescribable, and reached the engorged nub on the other end. She gasped on touching it, the large pink thing so very sensitive.


Miara let up, taking a second rest, and her breasts sat undisturbed on her lap, sitting atop her thighs, and reaching all the way to her knees as she sat. Now, though, they looked to stop, and Miara let out a sigh of relief amidst her slowing breathing. She came a bit back to her senses, but the arousal she?d worked herself up to wasn?t hardly over with. ?Oh? oh my god? these? oh? my breasts?? She said, still winded. She observed their wonderful size and form; light-skinned, perfectly shaped orbs, with nipples as thick as her wrists and areolae as wide as her hands from heel to fingertip. She shakily stood up, gratuitously holding her arms beneath her heavy bosom as she did. Now that she stood, their size could be seen as inhuman; her breasts could?ve easily been seen from behind, and they had to be a good two feet in diameter each. She let them down, and they bounced for a long time while both women watched. When they came to rest, they reached past her waist in their size as well.


However, Miara was still irrevocably turned-on, at the edge of something she didn?t recognize, and would?ve taken little convincing to get into more physical action at that point. Anni didn?t seem to have any interest in that, so Miara just quietly whispered something. ?P-pardon?? The sorceress asked. ?M-more?? ?More?? ?Please, more! I n-need more! I can?t stand being on the verge like this!? ?O-on the verge of what?? ?I don?t know! Just p-please, I need it, just once more!? ?I don?t know? it?s already gone wonky as is? your boobs got bigger than I intended?? ?Good!? Miara almost shouted, desperately needing this. Her hormones were doing the thinking more than her brain now. ?Just one more shot, please, Ms. Julipeit.? She said, trying to return to a more formal attitude.


?I really don?t think it?s a good idea miss Miara lady?? ?Th-the knife! Dagger! Just give me another round of that heavenly spell, and it?s yours!? Anni took a moment to deliberate, but decided on the more sensible route. ?I really don?t think it?s safe? I need to find out why you got so big, and I don?t think it?s a good idea t-? ?I don?t care!? Miara said loudly, barely containing herself. ?You can analyze while we go! Or are you too shitty an apprentice to do that?? ?What.? Anni said flatly. Miara suspected she was on to something. ?Y-yes? you forced a spell on me without my consent, a h-horribly perverted spell, and now you won?t even finish the job? What kind of magic-user are you?? ?You?re trying to get me riled up, and it?s not gonna-? ?I mean, your master, Mrs. Marzelaei, would never do something like that?? ?S-so what?? ?And I bet your older sister wouldn?t either?? Anni froze. ?How do you know about Melietti?? ?I?ve seen your family before? I?ve been to Gatzni in my businesses.? In all honesty, it was a lucky guess. She had done business with many Julipeits in her travels through that cold country. It was a pretty common last name. Anni didn?t seem very amused, however. ?Well I don?t care what that perfect bitch would and wouldn?t do.?


Miara then knew both exactly what kind of relationship Anni had with her sister, and how to manipulate her into what she wanted, from the tone of that last sentence. ?Yeah? beautiful, perfect Melietti would?ve seen this through to the end.? She wasn?t normally manipulative like this, being an honest businesswoman, but these were desperate times. She was far into something she didn?t know, feelings she didn?t recognize, but were the most amazing, wonderful things she?d ever felt. And she was going to get Anni to cooperate whether she liked it or not. ?Just like she would so perfectly do everything. Be praised by her parents? have hordes of admirers? and all helped by her having such power and control with her magic?? She continued to bluff, really hoping she was on the right track.


?So what?!? Anni said angrily. She clenched her fists. ?So my sister?s perfect, you said it about forty times in there, what do I care?? She stormed off to the other side of the Winnebago. ?And now she got you admiring her as well?? She said, half to herself. Miara somewhat felt bad now, but couldn?t be stopped. Gathering up her breasts in her arms, to keep them from wobbling too much, she went over to the redhead. ?But I can switch allegiances, you know?? She said, prodding her in the back lightly with one of her massive, swollen breasts. ?And you could do your master so proud? think of what she?d say about her apprentice being able to do something like this.?Anni?s eyes continued to have their fury in them as she turned toward Miara. ?What? Giving you some even bigger tits?? She said, looking down at the monsters.


?Yes? and I bet Melietti would do it? and she?d do it so well~? ?DAMMIT!? Anni roared. ?You want me to do this, you want me to beat my sister, fine! I?ll fucking grow your tits! I?ll fucking screw you if it makes you stop comparing me to my sister!? She didn?t at all mean that last sentence, but at this point she was too incensed to care. She grabbed Miara by the hand and led her out of the vehicle, taking a moment to roughly squeeze the latter?s chest through the door, which got her nipples standing at attention from the attention, and brought back any of the powerful arousal that had simmered down while she convinced Anni.


The two made their way through the mansion, repeating the process for every door they came across. They were seen by a few of Carline?s staff as they went, who just stared at the topless and impossibly busty woman, but neither cared, as Anni was too mad, and Miara far too aroused. As they passed through the hallway with Anni?s room at the end, she noted that Natalie had gone elsewhere since Anni went by last. ?Good. Won?t need to deal with her.?


They reached her room, navigating that last door, and Anni threw out an arm to stop the other as they walked in. ?You ready, you damn hag?? She said, closing the door with a quick hand movement. Miara didn?t have the time or care to respond to the insult before Anni started up the spell again, and just like the second time, there was no delay. Her nipples, already still hard and engorged from before, swelled even larger. They?d gone from what had been petite, cute little things to very large and defined. And so very, very sensitive. Miara reached across and into her breasts to play with them, and her moaning in ecstasy started up quickly too. She?d been feeling a bit of wetness in her underwear from her excited nether regions for a bit, but now she could actively feel herself being moist down inside there from her actions.


Her breast growth restarted, and she let out a long, lustful moan at that feeling. She was certain that she could actually track what she was sure was an orgasm coming, as she felt up her enormous globes. Anni?s face had gotten a look of realization from what was inevitable, and put her hands over her ears. Miara started her countdown. ?5?4?3?2. . .on-?


It hit before she expected, and she cried out, feeling every wonderful bit of pleasure from every part of her body, and especially from her breasts. She fell to her knees, since they failed her as it continued, along with her breasts being too heavy for her to support now, and she kept on her almost melodic noises.


After that was over, Miara panted, short of breath. Her blazer and the remnants of her blouse were sticking to her back from the mild sweat she?d built up. She took the time to observe her chest. Her breasts had gained at least another foot in diameter, pressing against each other firmly, and were still going, along with her acute arousal. The former worried Anni, who?d removed her hands from her ears. ?They should stop now. They should really stop now! Why won?t they stop??


Miara?s breasts just spread and swelled as she kneeled to gather herself, and they weren?t looking to stop any time soon. They were bigger than beach balls, and much squishier. Anni nudged one with her foot, causing Miara to gasp. ?Something?s not right at all? I didn?t put in nearly that much?? She reached for one of Miara?s thick nipples, and lightly flicked it a few times, causing the woman even more pleasure and eliciting a small moan. Anni somehow put two and two together from this. ?It?s because she?s all horny! Shit! I forgot, Carline?s notes mentioned preexisting arousal making it more potent!? A terrible thought struck her. ?And if she got as far as to ?finish? then? shit!?


?Stop growing, dammit!? Anni pushed the swelling globes in a futile, nonthinking effort. Miara was only further aroused by Anni?s touch, and now she could feel herself building up again. Anni quickly stopped when she remembered something. ?I?m a sorceress! What the hell am I doing?? Her hands shone a dull pink, to reduce the problem, and she aimed them at the saleswoman. ?I?m gonna stop this now!?


She let off the spell, but as she quickly found out, it didn?t contribute meaningfully at all. Or rather, it did, but in exactly the opposite way she?d intended. Somehow, magic had been twisted up by Miara?s effect on the previous spell, and not only did she climax a second time, this one more powerful than the first, but the rate her breasts grew became much faster, visibly sliding across Anni?s floor. The orbs were larger than either woman was tall, and gaining more than an inch of diameter every second. Anni retreated to her bed as the mammaries grew across the empty space in that part of the room, and freaked out at their persistence. They?d begun shoving her vanity, sliding it along the wall. ?S-stop! Stop, dammit!?


But she could barely hear herself over Miara?s continued ecstatic moans, as she was struck with orgasm after orgasm from all of this, or perhaps it was one continuous incredible one. Her panties were drenched with her own juices, and she could feel every miniscule spasm going on between her legs. This, she realized, was what she?d put aside for so long to focus on her work. This was what she?d been missing for more than thirty years, and she instantly regretted all of it. She wasn?t entirely sure of exactly why it was so good, why she?d never considered it, but she couldn?t ponder it too hard as her body was struck with powerful waves of intense pleasure.


Her breasts were walls of rounded flesh now, so big that they?d brought her back to her feet, and they did most of the supporting. They?d gathered up most of the things in Anni?s room into a jumbled mess, and she was not happy. ?My stuff!? She exclaimed, as the weight of Miara?s breasts snapped the legs of Anni?s bed. Since it was clear that there was no stopping the beastly bosom, she quickly and hastily prepared a spell, and in a flash, everything in the room but Miara was gone. She took no notice, still under the powerful influence of her own sexuality, and her inflating breasts hit the ceiling, and approached the opposite wall. She felt, though, the mind-blowing orgasms slowing and weakening. She felt as well her growth slowing, and both climaxing and growth slowed to a stop just as her nipples began to contact the far wall. They slowly pressed against it, until they were mushed against it by the final small waves.


She resumed the heavy breathing again as she came to her senses, and she opened her eyes. Almost everything in her entire vision was her own bosom. She slowly began to register that she was completely unable to move from her spot, both space-wise and weight-wise. And yet, as the warmth died down, she realized that for the moment, she really didn?t care.


Anni reentered, and surveyed the room. Or rather, she more observed the enormous breasts Miara had acquired. There was but a few square feet of room not inhabited by Miara?s chest. Anni sighed. ?Well, you got what you wanted, along with the attention of pretty much everyone here with your noise. Now what?? The saleswoman turned her head, resting it on the warm softness of her far overgrown breast. ?I don?t know. B-but this? was definitely acceptable payment.?Anni let her hands glow briefly, but stopped when the only reaction of the other?s room-filling mounds was a slight jiggle. ?I have no idea how to fix this.? Miara sighed happily. ?And yet, though I should be worried, I am perfectly fine with that.?


They heard a bit of commotion in the hall, and among it, Carline?s voice. ?Where is she? I saw her car outside and- ok, thanks. What do you mean I should be- crap.? Her voice got louder as she sounded like she was walking closer. ?My apologies, Miara, for whatever Anni might?ve done. And also for not being here. I was off helping out someone with a problem. I rushed in as soon as I saw that you were here and-? Carline stopped at the door, now seeing what was within Anni?s room. The apprentice nervously turned and awkwardly waved. ?W-welcome back!?

[DevonCory]

I'm likely biased, but this was lovely. Yay! for furniture-destroying boobs!

Thanks Chaos Echo.

[Chaos Echo]

Originally Posted by DevonCory

I'm likely biased, but this was lovely. Yay! for furniture-destroying boobs!

Thanks Chaos Echo.

Yeah, this is definitely in my top five for what I think are my best expansions.

And no problem. Thank you for all the translation help and whatever else.

Also, on DeviantART, I said the chapter was a gift for someone but didn't specify who. Would you like me to?

[DevonCory]

Sure. I don't mind people knowing I'm a boob lover.

[Chaos Echo]

Just a random question (not an update, sorry if I got anyone's hopes up): what do you think of the actual narrative? I know you people like the growing boobies, that being the point of the story, but... I'm wondering how I'm doing as a writer; with the characters, setting, storyline, and whatever else.

[keybladeknight]

Originally Posted by Chaos Echo

Just a random question (not an update, sorry if I got anyone's hopes up): what do you think of the actual narrative? I know you people like the growing boobies, that being the point of the story, but... I'm wondering how I'm doing as a writer; with the characters, setting, storyline, and whatever else.

u r doing a great job every time i read a new chapter i feel like im in the story watching, listening to what they r saying It increadable and the characters u created unbelievably i feel like i can see how they move how they how they feel for one another but listen to me ramble u r doing an amazing job plz keep doing what u r doing

[Chaos Echo]

Hey remember this thing cuz I do.

Not a whole lot of feedback on my previous question. Oh well.

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

[Chaos Echo]

So I already had a majority of this one written up, so here's another chapter real fast-like


Chapter 22
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Carline sat and stared out the window, twirling her still infuriatingly short hair. The sun had long since gone, the servants with it, and it was just her. It had been more than a week since the incident with that Knight Lynnley and… whatever Shadine was. Miara had also long since gotten small enough to be on her way. Though her breasts were significantly larger from the ordeal, Carline, for reasons she could not yet figure out, was unable to return them to proper size. Miara had insisted that it was quite alright, even though it meant she would need to get quite a few articles of clothing refitted. Natalie had left with her, seeking to travel with her until finding some employment somewhere.


After all of that, things had thankfully quieted down. The last few days had given Carline chance to read some more, and she finally finished the novel she’d been reading. However, it still wasn’t too terribly late in the day, and now she was in the mood for something in particular. She called over Allie, who was cleaning in the room. “What is it you want, Miss Carline?” “You know where I keep the alcohol, right?” “Um, yes, I believe so, miss. Why?” “Alright, cool. Go get it. I have a strong urge to get drunk today. I don’t want to be able to do the alphabet after twenty minutes.” Though she was unsure whether it was a joke or not, Allie hastily moved off. Carline decided to call in Tuicia and Anni as well.




Carline blearily awoke the next morning. She could feel something soft pressed against her back. She lifted a hand, but it smacked into something in her way, and rebounded off the squishy object. She snapped awake. It was one of her breasts, much larger than usual, probably a bit bigger than her head. She wiggled her hips, and they too, along with her butt, had grown. She turned her head, and saw a still-sleeping Tuicia behind her, and that the soft feeling was the brunette’s breasts, also having grown. They were bigger than hers, the size of large watermelons. Tuicia was completely naked, save for panties, too large up top for her clothes. Carline began to wonder what happened, when she heard a quiet whisper to her. “Are you awake, miss?”


She raised her head, and saw Allie standing next to her bed. Or rather, she saw Allie’s crotch directly in front of her. Carline’s eyes traveled up to her breasts. They were monstrous; Carline’s nor Tuicia’s were anything in the face of them. They looked to be more than twice her head in size, and they jiggled slightly with every small movement Allie made. Their large brown areolae were wider than her palms, which was apparent, as she was trying to cover them, and her nipples were poking between her fingers, long and thick, but some of that may be the fact that they were erected.


“Allie? Ugh… what happened?” “I remember most of it, miss, but some parts I’m not sure about.” Carline sat up, her chest jiggling from the movement, and she saw Anni sleeping on the floor, face down. Or rather, she would be, but her own ballooned breasts lifted her from the floor. Her torn shirt lay below her. Tuicia stirred from the disturbance. Her eyes slowly opened, and she saw her inflated breasts. “AH! Madame, what ‘appened!?” “ ‘s what I’m trying to figure out.” Tuicia sat up too, but, noticing her toplessness, quickly pulled the blanket up to cover herself, and groped around for something to put on. She saw her clothes lying on the floor next to the bed, and reached down for them. She spent a long while figuring out how to do that, as her breasts got in the way, until she finally shifted in a bad way, and they pulled her out of the bed. She quickly stood up again, and had her skirt draped over her.


She put a hand to her head. “Now Ah remember… ze four of us, we got completely drunk… like shovels…” Carline had her head down and both hands to it. “The worst part is always the morning after. Do either of you remember what exactly what the hell happened? I suck at booze.” Allie and Tuicia glanced at each other. “Well, miss, it’s kind of embarrassing…” Carline managed as much of a glare as her throbbing head would allow. “Very well, Madame. Please do not judge moi for what Ah did while intoxiqu?…”




Anni, Tuicia, and Carline all waited in the latter’s bedroom. She was tapping her foot impatiently. “The hell’s taking her so long? I told her to go do it like an hour ago.” “What is Allee doing, Madame? Does it ‘ave anyzing to do wizh why you called us in ‘ere?” “Yeah, but she’s- ah, there she is.” Allie came in, wheeling a cart with many bottles on it. “Sorry, miss. You didn’t exactly specify a lot, so I decided to take the liberty of mixing some, and I bottled it all with some empty bottles I had. But then I couldn’t carry them, so I got this cart and-” “Okay, fine. Just gimme one.” Carline reached into the cart and grabbed a bottle. It was tinted heavily, and hard to make out what color the liquid within was. Carline decided to trust Allie’s judgment, and downed half of it in one go.


Anni was watching at a distance. “Wait… is that alcohol? You have alcohol? Why have I never known this? Can I have some?” “Sure, why not. All of us need to loosen up.” Tuicia shifted uncomfortably. “Ah… Ah do not sink zis is a good idea, Madame. Considering my previous addiction… Oh, and Annee! She is underage for your country, no?” “Oh, that’s true. Drinking age is twenty one. You’re nineteen.” “Like hell! Maybe in Baltrond it is, but down in Ceyllitar it’s 18, and I think this falls in the jurisdiction of it! And I’m 20, today, thanks for the celebration.” “OH! It’s your birthday today? Why didn’t you tell me? I’ll have to set up a proper celebration later. For now, this can be your celebration. Your first booze.”


Anni took one in hand and lightly sipped it. “Blegh, it tastes like ass. The hell is this?” “It’s wine, Miss Annilitia. I think. I made it up myself. I call it-” “Ass wine. That’s what it should be called, at least.” “Anni! It’s your birthday! Stop being so rude!” “Madame, must Ah? Ah get… razher unin’ibited when Ah drink too much.” “Pff, what’s gonna happen? It’s just the four of us.” Tuicia sighed. “Ah suppose only one could not ‘urt…”




A bit later, the four were all sitting around and listening to Carline, whose face was flushed, as she told stories. “And then when I was young, back in Baltrond, I saw this… this leperkhan, and he told me where he kept his pot of gold…” “But Madame… are Leprechauns even native to Baltrond? And ‘aven’t zey gone extinct centuries ago?” “Huh? Eh, I dunno…” Anni, meanwhile, was having a blast. “This stuff is great! Why have I never had any? I take back what I said about ass wine, Allie. Best stuff ebber.” “Um… thanks, miss?” To Allie’s surprise, Anni planted a kiss square on her lips. After holding her there a few seconds against her mild struggling, Anni let her go and giggled. “I kissed a girl…” Then she made a face and stuck out her tongue. “…and I didn’t really like it.”


Later still, Carline sobbed softly, as Tuicia sat behind her and comforted her, somewhat tipsy herself. Anni had passed out already, and Allie was making sure she was okay. “Madame, you really ‘ave to get over Ghatus. Gactus. Cactus. ‘e would not ‘ave wanted you to be like zis if ‘e was still around, Ah am sure of it. You ‘ave to move on. It is going to eat you up on ze inside if you don’t.” “B-but it’s all, all my fault! Those people, and all their children and their parents and all their unwanted in-laws! They all died, all from meeee!” “Ah am sure zat zey ‘ate you anyway, Madame, so zere’s no use dwelling on zat. Ooh, zat came out wrong…”


Further on, Carline and Allie sat on the bed, and they both shot questions at Tuicia about her time as a prostitute. “So… what was the biggest guy you ever had to sleep with?” Tuicia snorted. “Oh, ‘e was… like zis, maybe?” She held her hands unsteadily apart. “Tuicia, that’s like… more than two feet long. I don’t think that’s possible.” Tuicia giggled in response to that. “Ah don’t know your silly mesurage system, ma Madame. Ah don’t know what two feet is, unless you mean like mon pied droit ici…” She trailed off in a string of French. “English, Tuicia, English! We don’t understand you!” “Oh. Je suis d?sol?…”


She took in a deep breath, but then started on another giggling fit. As she wiped a tear from her eye, she turned to Allie. “’ey, Allee… I ‘eard you talking wizh Annee about ‘er birzhmark some time ago… ‘ow’s it look like?” “Mm? I dunno… she didn’t show me… ‘s probably like she said, Miss Ombruge… ‘s big ‘n red and nas… nasty.” “What’s this about an Anni birthmark? Allie birthmark? Anni birthmark?” “No, guys, common, she told me to not tell anyone…” “Well, iss too late now. I gotta see it.” Carline got up unsteadily and hobbled over to where Anni slept peacefully on her floor. “Where… where is it? I don’t see one…” “’er leg, Ah sink.” “Huh… you know, I dun think I’ve ever seen Anni… Allie’s legs, thinkin’ about it…” She carefully lifted Anni’s skirt, and dragged it up her legs. She stopped at Anni’s butt, and turned to look back. As usual, that thin black material ran up her legs and over her hips, like magic, opaque pantyhose. Carline slowly rolled it up, down Anni’s legs, closing her eyes and getting in everyone else’s way so no one could see until she was done.


“HOLY HELL!” All over her left leg was indeed something big, red, and nasty. It extended all the way from above her ankle to her upper thigh, leaving only a few patches of brown skin in its wake. “Damn, I can see why she always wears that. This is gross. She’ll have a hard time finding a date with that shit.” “Well, she told me it doesn’t hurt or anything. It’s just unplezz… unpleser… not fun to look at.” Carline rolled it back on, and pulled Anni’s skirt back over her legs, and patted it when it was there. She got back up to sit on the bed again, and made a quick check to make sure the skirt was in the same spot.




Allie and Tuicia paused at that point. “What, is that it? After that I just decided, ‘Let’s have some titties’, and it happened?” “Well, zere is more, but it is very embarrassing, Madame.” “Yeah, miss. If we could just not talk about it-” “No! I’m hung over, my boobs are volleyballs, and I wanna know why!” Tuicia and Allie looked at each other. “Alright, miss. Just remember what Miss Ombruge said, we were all really, really drunk…”




Carline sat on her bed, somehow having gotten down to just her panties. She was lightheaded, but focusing as hard as she could on the scene in front of her. Tuicia and Allie both had their chests thrust in front of them proudly. “Mes bosoms are far greater zen yours, Allee… look at ‘ow well shaped zey are…” “Mine’re so much bigger, though. Much softer and more pleasant to the touch than your rocks.” “Ah! Rocks! Mine are plenty supple! And zey will not be down to mes knees when Ah am forty!” She cupped her breasts for emphasis. Allie gave her an unfocused glare. “Mine are soo not going to!” “Nice comeback! Can you even match moi?”


Tuicia reached to the bottom of her bustier, and slowly, alluringly, almost professionally, began to pull it up. She stopped just when she reached her chest. “Will you admit defeat ‘ere, Allee?” “Not a chance!” Tuicia pulled it over her head, slinging it uncaringly off. Her round, firm, tanned breasts bounced happily in the open air. She put her hands beneath them, pushing them upward. “’ow do you like zem? Mes seins look ‘eavenly in and out of clozhing!” Not to be outdone, Allie clumsily fumbled with her maid uniform, and fell over trying to get it off. Tuicia laughed scornfully. “See, Madame? Not even a contest.”


Allie was back up again, having succeeded in removing her clothing. She stood triumphantly, her sky blue thong revealing much of her gorgeous ass, and a color-matching bra enhancing her cleavage nicely. “Now who wears no clothing better?” “Zis is not an even ground. You still ‘ave a brassiere on… try taking it off!” Tuicia darted forward, trying to grab at Allie’s bra, but her alcohol-induced lack of coordination instead granted her a handful of breast. Allie didn’t seem to mind. “So that’s how you wanted to play, then? Okay…” Her gloved hand reached for one of Tuicia’s breasts, but Tuicia awkwardly smacked it away. “We are in a comp?tition, Allee, don’t you forget! And you ‘ave a girlfriend, you ‘ore! And… ah!” She succeeded in unhooking Allie’s bra with her other hand, and it dropped to the floor. Her breasts were out in the open now as well. Tuicia was up in her face, their breasts pressing firmly together, Allie’s giving more than Tuicia’s. Now that they were directly in contact with each other, it was apparent that, though they did not dwarf Tuicia’s, Allie’s breasts were much larger. “Can you really compete wizh moi? Ah was in a business like zis for years, mademoiselle.”


Allie tried not to let her excitement from the intimate contact show. “Wait… I saw something, under your right…” Tuicia backed off, and looked down. She felt the skin at the bottom of her breast. “Oh, zat. Impalement wound. But…” She tried lifting and turning it in a way so she could see, but as she looked down, she noticed that she was still wearing her skirt. She bent down, and tugged lightly on it, bringing it down her posterior. She also made sure to get the superfluous decorative cloth hung over it. She slipped both over her hips, and they softly came down around her feet. Her luscious thighs and calves were wrapped tight in her stockings, and her off-white panties didn’t quite cover the expanse of her ass. She ran a hand over the soft skin. “Now we are even. Tell me, Madame, ‘oo ‘as ze better body?”


Carline, who had been watching intently in silence, started at the question. “Huh? Wha?” Tuicia giggled, hiccupping halfway through, which caused her to giggle harder. “Oh, Madame, ‘ave you even ‘eard a word we ‘ave been saying? Zat is it, Ah will put zis contest to a quick decision…” She walked over to Carline, wiggling her hips seductively, something she had learned well with practice, and even inebriation could not hinder. She sat on Carline’s lap, and wrapped her legs around her. She leaned in, and purred into her ear. “Tell me, Madame. ‘oo do you sink is sexier?” “T-tuicia, what’re… what’re you doing?” “Ah know you sink it’s moi, Madame. You like ‘er body better, but you sink Ah am ze sexier one…” “No… well, yes… what?” “Madame, Ah know you want moi… Ah know you want zis…” She took Carline’s hands, placing one on her breast, and the other on her ample rear.


Carline shivered. The globular mass was warm and soft, but also, as Tuicia constantly boasted, firm and well-shaped. Her nipple was raised slightly in her arousal, quivering at her madam’s touch. And her butt, though not as amazing as Allie’s, was also very pleasurable to the touch, pert and round, and she unconsciously gave it a light squeeze. Spurred onward by Carline’s reaction, Tuicia continued. She unhooked her legs and set them to the side, and rested her head on Carline’s chest. “Madame… let us make love… Ah know you long for me… ta chatte calls for moi… even now…” She slowly removed a glove, and laid her hand on Carline’s chest, just above her breasts. She slid it gently down onto said breast, and ran it down slowly until she reached her nipple. She spent a moment there, exciting the nub until she got a rise from Carline. She continued down and off the soft mound, and traveled over her flat stomach, snaking her hand down to her crotch. She deftly maneuvered it beneath Carline’s panties, a single finger shallowly probing the moist recesses within. Carline whimpered softly and sensually from it. “Ah can feel it, Madame. Ah can feel your juices flowing in your chatte. Ah can feel your slick little pussy being excited by my finger, Madame. She knows what she wants. Your body knows what you want. Ah know what you want. Take me…”


Carline slowly removed Tuicia’s hand from within her underwear, but did no further, so the latter lovingly caressed the area around her pelvis. She looked down into the surprisingly focused eyes of the one beseeching her. Their dark blue shone with desire as she stared up from her position on Carline’s chest. Carline realized she hadn’t actually looked at her most favored of servants like this, hadn’t seen her in this state of little dress since admitting to loving her. She turned her head to Tuicia’s shapely legs, enveloped in pink, long and lovely, with her pretty little feet off to the side. Her eyes traveled up them to the woman’s wide hips, currently situated on her own legs, and the attractive butt she had been holding with her other hand. She slid said hand over the woman’s thighs, and back onto the corpulent mass. Once again she gave it a squeeze, this one more strongly, and Tuicia smiled with approval. She seemed to have recognized that she was being checked out, and sat upright to give a better view, arching her back to stick her chest out.


Carline’s gaze continued up Tuicia’s thin waist, taking in the tan skin tone of her body, and settled on her chest. Her breasts were on the lower end of what she’d qualify as large, or perhaps the upper end of medium. They were very round and firm, keeping a fairly spherical shape despite their size. Her right hand gravitated back to its spot on Tuicia’s breast, and the servant giggled with glee, which quickly faded into a low, sensual moan as Carline fondled it. Her nipple was very hard now, sticking up from the very slight rise of her areola. Carline let go of the warm, soft, excited breast, and heard a small noise of disappointment from Tuicia. She moved the hand over Tuicia’s arm, which was slender, but like most of her body, had the slightest bit of muscle tone from all the physical activity she did. It continued down into her hand, which intertwined fingers with her.


Carline looked into her face again, and Tuicia whispered gently. “Madame… please… Ah want it so bad… from you…” Carline was still beholding her beauty, and tried to ignore her statement. Her expression showed her growing impatience with Carline, her lips beginning to pout. Her nose was cute, her lashes were long, her eyebrows were thin… her face was very appealing indeed. Carline completely understood how she’d been a heavy hitter as a prostitute. Her hair was styled and neat, clearly attended to, and it looked great, the light brown hanging over her face.


Tuicia voiced her growing lust again. “Madame, ‘urry… down zere, ma chatte… she is willing and ready… she craves you, Madame…” She removed her other glove at that point. “Ah will ‘elp you out again, if Ah must…” Down her hand went again, touching Carline in the most intimate of ways. “Ooh, Ah love ze soft feeling of a well-trimmed femme…” Carline moaned again. Tuicia was exactly what she wanted. She was absolutely right; Carline did like Allie’s body more, but not only was she already in a relationship, but… the sorceress held Tuicia so much closer to her; she’d shared the most private of things with her… been with her for the first testing of the buxom spell… she had a strong personality that was submissive when needed… She had been dear to her for nine years, and now it could finally all culminate. However…


“No. No, Tuicia. Tuicia, Tuicia, no.” “What?” “Get off.” “Zat would be what Ah am trying to get you to do, Madame…” Carline grabbed her arm, and removed it from within her underwear. “No, I mean off of me. I’m not going to sleep with you.” Tuicia sat upright again. “Why not, Madame? We bozh want it…” “No. Well, I do, but you… I don’t know. You’re drunk… you don’t know what you’re saying.” “Madame, Ah am confused. Your ‘ead tells moi, “Non”, but your body tells moi, “Oui”.” Tuicia shook her chest side to side rapidly, and her breasts jiggled with the motion accordingly. “Don’t you see ‘ow sexy Ah am? Don’t you want me?” She dropped a leg between Carline’s and started to scoot back and forth slightly on one, rubbing her eager pussy against it through her panties. “Madame, it is what you really want… it is what Ah really want… Ah do not even care zat Allee watches… please Madame…” “Tuicia, no means no. I do want this, like you have no idea, but… you’re not in a right state of mind. I don’t know if you actually want this or not. I can’t do that to you. And I can’t do that to myself.” She stood up, and Tuicia fell to the floor. She just laughed it off.


“I got a be-better alternative. One that we won’t regret so much twomow… totomor… when we wake up. Check this out.” Carline held her hands out, both glowing pink. The magic flowed into all four women, and Carline laughed. Then she went to do it again, but hiccupped and dropped the spell. “Oops.”




Carline sat in the bed and looked between the two servants. “So was that it, then?” “Yep, then you did this to us, and that was the end of it!” “Not ‘ardly, Allee! If we are going to go srough mes tentatives to seduce Madame, zen we will also uncover what you said!” Allie sighed. “Fine…”




Carline sat back down on the bed, and eagerly awaited results. She got them when her nipples, which were already hard, swelled bigger. She tugged on one and moaned. It felt wonderful. Her small breasts followed shortly behind, beginning to plumpen. Tuicia was still on the floor, and she too was feeling her own growing assets. While those two did that, Allie came over and sat down next to Carline. “Miss Carline?” Carline just nodded to affirm that she’d heard, still playing with her expanding bust. “I want to talk to you about something…”


From the tone of her voice, she sounded serious, so Carline let herself go to listen to her. “What is it?” “Have you ever felt… not real?” “Wha?” “Like… you’re not you? Like you’re just being puppeteered by someone else?” “What is that supposed to mean?” “Well…” She paused, unsure of how to say it. The gap was filled by the quiet moans of Tuicia still fondling herself. “Sometimes I think back… and I can’t even remember some things… like it’s just a blank…” “Huh?” “I think I might have memory loss…” “Was that all?” Carline reached up to lay a hand on her shoulder, but instead she ran into her significantly larger bust. She took a moment to gather herself, during which she noticed that her own butt seemed to be growing too. “Allie, you’re looking too deep. I’m sure we can talk about it later. Just try to enjoy how this feels.” She reached up and grabbed Allie’s basketball-sized breasts, and the maid moaned. “Ooh, m-miss!”


A rip was heard, and all three turned their heads toward Anni, the source of it. It seemed that her breasts had grown much faster than anyone else’s, and tore splendidly through her shirt, while they lifted her off the floor with their sheer size. “Dang…” Carline said. And yet that was not enough to rouse Anni, and she slept on. So they each went back to their own breasts, Tuicia by far the horniest and most vocal. “Oh, ma Madame, ‘ow Ah wish zis was you right now, rubbing mes tender, swelling T?tons… ooh…” She stood up, and fell on Carline’s bed, her mammaries jiggling heavily, having surpassed her head in size. She lay back as she vigorously fondled herself, accompanied by lustful moans.


Meanwhile, the two more lucid women were much more lightly handling their growing bosoms, Carline stealing glances at Allie’s perfect, tan chest. She also kept changing how she was sitting, due to her increasingly large butt making previous positions awkward. Her own chest was approaching her head in size, growing the slowest of all despite her being the source of it. “Miss,” Allie said, interrupting their quiet (barring Tuicia) self-fondling. “I-” She stopped. “Sorry. I don’t know what came over me a few moments ago.” “You mean with the whole identity thing?” “Yeah.” “Dun worry ‘bout it. Just focus on these.” She said, lifting one of Allie’s large, lovely breasts, the round thing about the size of a watermelon. “B-but miss! Ooh… I’m in a relationship! You shouldn’t do this!” “C’mon, Allie. It’s just a bit of lighthearted boob-grabbing.” “I guess…” Carline released the soft mass. “But really, I hope you and Cecily work out wonderfully. She’s very pretty and nice.” “Thanks, miss.” The brief moment was put off a bit by Tuicia, who was clearly struggling, and failing, to not display that her efforts had come to a fruitful climax.




Allie cleared her throat, and Tuicia was blushing and looking away. “So… zat was all zat Ah can remember. After zat, it just blacks out until Ah woke up ‘ere.” “Same here, miss.” Carline nodded. “Alright then. So, we all got wasted, and we’ll never talk about last night again.” “Oui.” “Yes, please.” “Alright then,” Carline said, stretching her arms above her head. “Lemme enjoy a shower with these, and then I’ll fix all of us.” She leaned over and grabbed her panties from the floor, wiggling them back on beneath the blanket, and made her way toward her bathroom, smirking as she went. Evidently, Carline remembered one last bit that the other two did not.




Allie was asleep on the floor, having taken a blanket from Carline’s bed. It was now just her and Tuicia. “Well, Tuicia, it’s late, and the fun’s over…” “So it is, Madame…” Carline stared her directly in the eyes. “You can sleep in my bed with me, if you’d like. But no funny business.” The red-faced woman looked offended. “Why, Ah…! You already made it clear to moi zat now is not ze time, Madame. Ah would never…” Carline eased her too-tight panties over her large ass, and just let them drop. She walked her naked, curvy form over to the side of her bed unsteadily, and got in. Tuicia got in on the other side. “You know you’re gonna need to wash all these things, right Tuicia?” “Oui…” She looked down at the distinct dark spot she sported. “Ma culotte, most defeenitely… your sheets, probably, as well…”


The two women settled in, Carline leaving the covers mostly off, overheated. Tuicia was quiet quickly, tired from the day and from her sexual releases. But after some ten minutes, she snuggled up to Carline, getting close to her and pressing her bloated breasts into her back in her efforts. “Madame,” she said in a low whisper. “Mm?” Tuicia leaned in even closer. “Ah love you.” She said sweetly. Carline paused. She hadn’t expected that at all. She didn’t even know how to respond. Well, actually, on second thought, she knew exactly how to respond. “I… I love you too, Tuicia.” Tuicia smiled and fell asleep, Carline following shortly after.

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This right here is the most explicit chapter in the story, I believe.

[keybladeknight]

that was beautiful just beautiful great job chaos

[DevonCory]

I really like the last few chapters you've posted. They are quite good. That last one was pretty hot... and I really don't mind.

The only thing though, is that it was a little hard to read IMHO. I had some difficulties trying to figure out what was what, and when was what.