Why does that spell even exist? (BE story)

[Chaos Echo]

Originally Posted by DevonCory

Wohoo!! Thanks Chaos, you made my morning.

Wonder what's going to happen next. Maybe Carline will open shop in the kingdom and start working her Magic on the populace. Sure, she's not supposed to remain in the kingdom, but if her new reputation start spreading...

Anyway, good work.

Yeah, sorry about the delay between the last one and this one; I haven't really been busy or anything, I just didn't really feel like typing anything up. And there might be a similar delay now.

But! I have been idly thinking up later chapters and doing up sketches for the new characters within. So...

And for your idea... hm... that does give me ideas... I'll need to think about it...

Of course, reading it gives the mental image of this:

http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=p...view&id=875827

[Mr GorpThorp]

Thank you for sharing these, they're very well done!

[Chaos Echo]

Hey, people who read this. I made a side TG short, to test my skills in writing that. I don't think it's my thing, personally, but... it's over here.

http://www.process-productions.com/f...ad.php?t=28805

[Chaos Echo]

And, chapter... what, 8? It's probably the longest one so far, but I don't think I detailed the expansion well enough. And it's all over the place, since I wrote it in various parts throughout. But anyway...

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Carline awoke yet again. She rolled over and looked at her clock. It was almost three in the morning. She groaned. “Why can’t I sleep tonight? I’m not anxious about anything, and I don’t normally have issues.” She rolled around in bed for about twenty minutes, before getting up. She’d just have to get some milk or something. She grabbed her panties off the floor and put them on, and began to shuffle toward the nearest fridge. “Why, in the entire history of sorcery, has no one invented something to help with sleep? I gotta get on that… be a friggin gold mine…”


She went down the halls of the mansion, unconcerned about her toplessness, as only she, Tuicia, and Anni stayed there regularly, and they should both be sleeping. The servants didn’t show up for several hours, as well. She grumbled about putting a refrigerator closer to her bedroom, when she passed Tuicia’s. From within the slightly ajar door, she could hear movement and soft moans. “What is she doing up at this… oh.” Her mind immediately jumping to the dirtiest conclusion, she decided to move on, but then she heard an equally quiet “Mmm… Madame…” Now rather curious, she turned back around and poked her head into Tuicia’s room.


Tuicia was lying in her bed, wearing her nightie, and all her blankets had been thrown off of her. She was tossing and turning, muttering things in French. Carline couldn’t understand a word of it, but Tuicia sounded worried, fearful. The sorceress sighed with relief, and the smallest bit of disappointment. Tuicia was simply having a nightmare, it looked like, and not pleasuring herself to Carline as she’d thought. As she debated waking her up or just leaving her there, Tuicia abruptly switched to English. “No… Madame… do not leave me… please… so lost wizhout you… do not want to be… alone again…”


Carline crossed the room and sat down on the bed next to her. She placed a hand in hers, and Tuicia’s fingers curled around it in a frightened grip. “Tuicia,” she said softly and reassuringly. “Don’t worry. I’ll always be there for you. I would never leave you.” Tuicia’s entire body became less tense, and a small, contented smile appeared on her face. “Merci, Madame…” Carline waited, hand intertwined with Tuicia’s, until she was peacefully and rhythmically sleeping, and then headed back to bed. She slept the rest of the night without problem.


The next morning, or rather later that morning, Carline strode happily but aimlessly down the halls. It was finally spring, and she loved it. The winter didn’t appeal to her much, and now the sun was steadily coming out for longer periods of time. She loved the sun and the warmth it gave. She stopped to stare out one of the vast windows, so she could take in the mid-morning sunlight. The wildlife, both in the mansion and out, had yet to really come back. But today was the day that all her servants, who were each given one or two of her birds to keep safe through the winter, brought said birds back until next winter.


She continued on a slightly different line of thought. Her servants. Every one of them female. She knew she probably shouldn’t, but she had issues facing men ever since Ghatteus’s death. She had no idea why; neither he nor any other man had anything to do with her meltdown. Aside from her jaunt into Ceyllitar a few months ago, she hadn’t actually personally interacted with a man in years. And of her encounters with the same sex, ever since she came out about her bisexuality, she’d been noticing her servants in a very different way. None of them were ugly, exactly, but she had divided them into mental groups of attractiveness. She caught herself sneaking peeks at their rears as they walked by. Her eyes would sometimes flicker down to their chests as she spoke with them. But something about it felt almost like she was cheating, even though she currently was in no relationship.


Her thoughts were interrupted by the screech of something colorful as it flew overhead. She watched it go by in the opposite direction. It seemed one of her birds had gotten away from whoever had it. She sighed and began to move in that direction. Before she got far, she heard someone running, and whoever it was called out a “Lookout, miss!” Carline was slow to react, and was plowed into by her. It was hard enough that the impact knocked her over, and the woman who did it went airborne and over her head. Carline thought she caught a glimpse of maid outfit. She hit the floor softly, through quick use of magic. The other wasn’t so lucky, and crashed down hard. Carline propped herself on her elbows. “Are you okay?” She raised her head to see the damage, and was greeted with a panty shot containing the most beautiful ass she’d ever seen.


It was breathtaking. Clearly displayed by her upturned skirt, her butt was large, round, and thick. It looked very soft to the touch, but she wouldn’t dare go that far. Its juicy perfection was only held in by a sky blue thong, which left most of it exposed, and she was pretty sure she could see the ever so slight protrusion of the woman’s crotch on the other side, pressing against it. It was the greatest rear she’d laid eyes on; even though it lacked the sheer volume of Ruhtina’s, and looked as though it lacked the firmness of Tuicia’s, she still preferred it to both. She mentally slapped herself, clearing her head of those thoughts. She just caused this woman to fall flat on her face due to inattentiveness; she shouldn’t be ogling her ass. She got up and walked over to her front, extending a hand to help her up. The woman accepted the offer.


When she was up, the woman bowed up and down several times, hands clasped in front of her skirt. “Sorry, sorry. I’m sorry. Sorry…” Carline didn’t have much to say. She was too busy taking in the woman’s beauty. The maid straightened out the skirt of her uniform, apologizing some more. She then launched into an explanation on why the bird got loose, but Carline wasn’t listening at all. She looked the woman up and down. She was wearing little black shoes, a single strap keeping them on, and almost all the way up her shapely legs, she wore black stockings, which ended just below the bottom of her skirt. Her legs were long and sturdy, neither thin nor thick, and the stockings clung to them well.


Her hips were wide, as necessary to support her beautiful behind, but her skirt was just long enough that it would take more than just an evocative pose to expose any of it. Her waist was thin, at least in reference to her hips, producing an alluring inward curve. Her uniform was not the kind that exposed any cleavage, but regardless, her breasts were displayed wonderfully by it. They were very large and full, probably more so than what Carline had given Lucille, and as she animatedly moved during her speech, they bounced up and down ever slightly. The uniform may not show skin, but it was tight around her chest, and did not leave much of them to imagination. She had to be wearing some form of support, though, as Carline could see no nipple, and they hung high. They also looked, just like her butt, the kind that would be soft and malleable to the touch. Carline’s eyes travelled over her arms as she made a fluttering motion with her hands. They were slender and smooth, coming out of her short sleeves, and they had tight, long black gloves which ended just above her elbows.


Her uniform was cut just under her clavicles, showing a bit of innocent skin. It was dark, like Tuicia’s and Anni’s, but it had a bit of a yellow tint to it. It didn’t detract from her looks at all, but actually served to enhance her appearance. Carline looked up her featureless, somewhat long neck, and settled on her face. It was round, complimented by big, warm brown eyes, a small, cute nose, and full lips, which were colored a tasteful ruby red. Her hair was short and red, and fell in a few simple strands over her face as she now mimed what Carline figured to be her pursuit of the bird. Knowing she was wrapping up, Carline took in a last observation, that of small blue earrings in her earlobes. Overall, the woman looked about the same age and height of Tuicia.


This woman… she was perfection! Every single thing about her, it was like she was tailored to fit Carline’s preferences perfectly! She just about had the ideal fantasy appearance Carline held for a woman to look like. If she and Tuicia ever became a thing, this right here would be what she cheated on her with 10 years into it. Hell, if Tuicia had a body like this, she would be having her way with her right now, whether she liked it or not. Silly insane thoughts aside, Carline went back to paying attention. “-and that’s when I ran into you, Miss Carline.” “I see. I’m sorry, I don’t really know who you are.” “Oh! Sorry! I’m new here! Miss Ombruge signed me on just this week!” She did a curtsy as she said this, and Carline just listened to her voice, high and sweet. Yet another mark hit perfectly.


“My name’s Alleant?, miss. But I normally go by Allie.” The name structure combined with skin and hair tone made Carline curious. She made a mental note to ask Anni about her later. Allie carefully moved her bangs over her ears, and suddenly gasped. “OH! Your bird! Sorry, miss, I need to go get it!” She ran off again, and Carline watched her legs and ass as she went. Allie had to be some kind of gift, or a sign, or something, signifying that things would look up for her. But she was just eye candy. Carline’s heart belonged to Tuicia, or at least she’d like it to, if she could just clear away all the obstacles.


She made her way to the foyer, remembering something. “Wait, dammit, there totally is a spell for sleeping. I tried it on Princess Ruhtina when she was coming on to me. How’d I forget that?” She crossed paths with the one who had granted her a peaceful sleep anyway. The Frenchwoman beamed. “Bonjour, Madame. ‘ow ‘as your morning been? Did you sleep well?” “Hm? No, not really. Kept waking up in the middle of the night.” “Oh, zat sounds terrible. What did you do about it?” “I just got up and walked a bit.” “Oh… Ah was ‘oping… you see, Madame, Ah was ‘aving nightmares, like Ah do often, but zen ze strangest sing ‘appened. A few hours before sunrise, Ah suddenly felt ze most calming presence, and Ah ‘ad nozhing but pleasantry from zere.” “Is that so?” Carline questioned knowingly.


The doorbell rang before they conversed any further. Tuicia turned her head toward the door. “Ah will get it, Madame.” As Tuicia moved to answer the door, Carline thought. Who would even come here, and why would they ring the doorbell? Tuicia looked through the peephole, and turned around, her face serious. “Actually, Madame… Ah sink you should answer zis one.” Slightly worried now, Carline walked over to the door as Tuicia stood aside, but she didn’t look to see who it was. She decided she’d face whatever it was head on. She flung the unusually small (for being the front door of a mansion) door open, hands raised if she needed to blast whoever was there.


Instead, she was met with a kindly, familiar face. Standing in the doorway was a woman who appeared a few years more than Carline’s age. She was wearing a royal blue dress, and a short color-matching cloak over top of it. Her red-pink hair framed her face, and her pale green eyes were gently looking into Carline’s own. Carline squealed at the sight of her mother figure. “Maia!” She ran out and hugged the woman tightly. “Hello, dear. It’s been a while.” She looked over Carline’s head and saw Tuicia standing just inside. “And I see you’ve still got Tuicia with you.” Tuicia gave a small bow. “Oui. Bonjour, Madame Maiarus.”


Carline led Maiarus into the mansion, excitedly chattering about how she’d been faring, how she felt her reputation was looking up, and how she had been studying some new spells, but she neglected to elaborate on the last one. She had sat them down in a side room, off of what basically served as the employee lounge. There was another girl accompanying Maiarus, who looked much younger, probably a teenager. Carline assumed her to be an apprentice. She wore a strange outfit of greens and blacks, and her auburn hair was banded by thin yellow strips. She had so far contributed nothing, so Carline further assumed she was a quiet type.


“So, Carly… I see the last few years have been good to you.” “Hm? I don’t unders- oh.” She realized that Maiarus was likely talking about her enhanced curves. She’d had them long enough that she’d almost forgotten that they were magically gained. “Y-yeah. I guess puberty wasn’t quite finished with me yet.” “And you’re aging, even though I’ve taught you the master spell over that. So I take it you’ve found someone you want to grow old with?” “Um… kind of.” She blushed, thinking about it. She actually just couldn’t be bothered to extend her life yet, but thinking about it, Tuicia didn’t have that option. She would likely end up being the reason Carline would submit to age.


“I’ll ask no more. It’s good that you’ve found someone. I’m sure it’s what Ghatteus would’ve wanted.” Carline shifted uncomfortably. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you still didn’t like talking about it.” “So,” Carline started, hoping to change the subject. “Who’s the apprentice?” “Oh! I completely forgot to introduce her!” She held out both hands toward the new topic of conversation. “This is Hassori. Hassori, this is Carline, someone I looked after after her mother fell victim to Bella.” Tuicia then entered the room. “Okay, Madame. Ah ‘ave cleared it wizh ze ozhers zat an old friend of ours is ‘ere. I could not ‘ave zem sinking Ah was slacking off…” Maiarus continued the introductions with the new arrival. “And this Tuicia, a friend who helped her through hard times after the tragically early death of her husband.” Hassori just did an unenthusiastic wave in acknowledgement, and Carline was looking down again. Maiarus hastily changed subject again.


“What spells have you been studying, dear? You didn’t really tell me earlier.” “Uhm… just some beauty enhancing ones, nothing spectacular.” “But you were so excited when you spoke of them. That can’t be all there is to it.” Carline paused. She didn’t dare reveal that she had been wasting most of the last year putting around with the buxom spell. Fun as it was, Maiarus would be so disappointed in her if she found out. “N-no, really, it’s nothing.” Maiarus could see straight through her, having more than a decade of experience with her. “Well if it’s nothing, then surely you could show it to me. I’d love to see what you’ve done.” Carline sighed. Now she had no choice but to out herself as a failure. She looked up at Maiarus again.


She couldn’t bring herself to find sexual attractiveness in the one who had substituted for her mother for so long. She had no problems with Maiarus’s appearance; not even with her very pale, almost white, yellow skin, which would probably be off-putting to someone who hadn’t grown up with it. But because of the fact that she grew up with her, she couldn’t possibly go through with this without guilt. She covertly sneaked a glance at Maiarus’s body. She was a thin woman, slightly pear shaped, but she was not one in possession of large breasts. Carline decided she would only do a slight modification, one that put Maiarus’s breasts just under her head size, so she would still be able to cover them with her cloak. The servants would be coming by soon for lunchbreak, and to watch some TV program they daily tuned in to, but this should be over before that happens. Mind made up, but still nervous, her hands glowed pink. Out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw Hassori’s do so as well, but wasn’t sure. She passed it off as a light trick.


Tuicia leaned over and whispered in her ear. “Madame… are you sure zat was a good idea?” Carline whispered back. “Dun worry. I set it to a really low growth. I just hope she’s not too disappointed in me.” Maiarus had an amused look on her face. “And just what are you two girls talking about? Could it be what you’re doing to little ol’ me?” Carline averted her eyes, looking at the spot on the chair just next to Maiarus. “Oh, Carly, what’s wrong? Did I say something to off… off… what in the?”


“Excuse me for a moment, dears, I think I have an issue…” She got up and walked behind her high-backed chair, and parted her cloak. Her nipples were very much erected. She quickly hid them again, tying her cloak together to keep it from hanging open at all. She went around the chair and sat down again. “It was nothing, my mistake. So what does this beauty spell of yours dooohh…” The first wave of pleasure came in, and with it, a small bulge of her breasts. They weren’t visible through her cloak yet, as it hung loosely, but they were growing. She folded her arms over her chest, trying to hide that anything was amiss. “Sorry. As I was asking, what does it do?” “Well, it… um, it… it’s a bit unorthodox… and specific.” Maiarus nodded, and tried hard not to show her odd arousal. She could feel her breasts pressing against her arms. “Why is this…? Never in my entire history of magic has something like this happened…”


“M-Maia? Are you okay?” Maiarus was straining to keep her bust unnoticed, but it was a hard task, as the mounds were visibly going over her arms. She was fighting the urge to make any vocal sign of pleasure. “I-I don’t know what’s going on! Forgive my odd behavior! I feel… a bit hot and faint…” She let up the slightest amount on her breasts, but immediately regretted it. They produced a noticeable curve under her cloak. She looked up at Carline. “Um… this is… a unique occurrence, I assure you, Carly…” A thought then crossed her mind. “Carly, sweetie… is this what you meant?” Carline was struggling to not break eye contact. “Y-yes…” she said in the smallest voice possible. Maiarus briefly looked conflicted, before asking, “Where did you evmmm… even find this?” “One of my books… it has it in it…”


“Oh, Carly, take pride in yourself.” She got up and held Carline close, and Carline could feel Maiarus’s breasts growing against her own. “So you have an odd hobby. Everyone has one. It’s nothing to be ashamed of, dear. But if you could tell me… how big did you set them to go?” Carline wormed her way out of Maiarus’s hug. Her breasts were now lifting her cloak up, but not enough to make them visible. “It- it shouldn’t me too much more.” There was a sudden shift beneath the cloak, and Carline knew that they had pushed themselves out of the strapless top of the dress Maiarus wore beneath. A bit of skin peeked out under the cloak, but her breasts didn’t seem to be growing any more. Maiarus gingerly reached down and grabbed the underside of one, moaning softly from it. She moved behind her chair again, so as to preserve her modesty, and lifted her cloak. Her eyes met big, full, perky breasts, the kind she never had, and she reached and pinched an engorged nipple experimentally. It felt wonderful, but she dropped the cloth, knowing that now was not the time or place for this. With a quick bit of magic, she stretched her dress to accommodate her breasts, and pulled it back over them.


“So, Carly, this is what you’ve been doing, then?” Carline thought something else needed addressing first. “Is it just me, or did Hassori’s hands glow as well when mine did?” Maiarus turned to her. “Hassori, is this true?” Hassori looked up at her, and silently nodded. Maiarus turned back toward Carline. “Well, Carly, lately I’ve been teaching her my signature mirroring spell… Hassori, who was it directed at?” Hassori raised an arm and pointed at Carline. “Why did you do that?” Hassori just shrugged. Carline was unbothered. “Eh, I’ve done it to myself a few times… nothing to be worried about.” But Maiarus seemed uneasy. “Did you set up a multiplier on it?” Hassori nodded. “Wait, multiplier? What’s this now?” “Don’t you remember, Carly? It can be set to return the effect of the spell at a greater or lesser amount… Hassori, what kind of multiplier did you set?” She brought up both hands, one open-palmed, the other with two fingers up.


Carline gulped. “S-seven times? My breasts are going to get seven times bigger?” “Actually, Carly, they’ll get seven times more than however much bigger you made mine. Seven times my increase.” That was even worse. “But wait… if the entire thing is seven times, then that mean- SEVEN TIMES THE PLEASURE!? Tuicia!” Tuicia jumped up. “Yes?” “I am going to get very big and very horny very fast. I need you to stop me from doing anything that would be… well…” “Ah understand, Madame.” Carline stood up as well. She slowly reached a hand toward her chest, and Tuicia slapped it down. “Good, good, just making sure…”


She felt something like a knot within herself, and her nipples swelled enormously. They quickly built up, becoming long, wide, and hard, poking very visible bumps against her dress. They grew and grew, bigger and thicker, and got very hard. “Okay Tuicia, any time now, it could strike, and it’ll be even more than on that very first test dAY!” Her knees buckled as it hit, and she could feel juices already leaking into her panties. She shakily stood up again. “Quick, Tu-Tuicia! Grab my arms, keep them behind me! I can’t risk doing anything with myOHNOHERE’SMORE!” Her breasts began to grow at this point, and her nipples as well, at a lesser rate. Tuicia grabbed her hands and held them behind her, to keep her from fondling herself with them. Her breasts quickly pulled the top of her dress tight, and they strained against the fabric, desiring to grow so much more.


“OH YES! This is amazing! Don’t stop! Grow more! Tuicia! Touch me! Let me touch them! I need it!” “Zat would be against your previous orders, Madame!” The sensations within her were amazing. She tried hard to resist them, but they were overwhelming. She could hear her dress tearing, her breasts proving too much for it to handle. They spilled outward, bigger than her head, but still with so much more to go. “Tuicia, just one, please, I just want one feel… I just want ooohh…” She rubbed her thighs together, trying to find another way to let it out. Something inside her reminded her that Maiarus was still watching, so she stopped, remembering the situation.


“Oh! D-don’t… don’t look at me! I’m hardly in cont-control of myself right now!” Her breasts continued to swell, passing up any natural size. She bit her lip, trying to fight the unrelenting pleasure. Another figure entered the room. “Miss Carline, I heard your voice in here, and I-OOP!” She caught sight of the increasingly busty woman, her beachball sized breasts hanging out of any clothing, elongated, erect nipples looking so much like they needed to be touched. She put a hand over her mouth in embarrassment, blushing heavily. Carline saw Allie, and her knees weakened further. “No, it just had to be her! Her and her perfect ass!” She thought about it further, the memory of its juicy, enticing mass, combined with the existent feelings from the spell, causing her to moan loudly in desire. Her breasts felt so good… she just wanted one touch, one feel of their bounteous girth. Suddenly she realized something. “Wh-what time ah… what ah… ah! Whattimeisit? Someone, quicklEEE!!” It had to be close to when all the servants would show up! Not now! Why? That means all of them, every one of them, would see her like this… she’d never be able to face them again…


Her fears were confirmed when a second one walked in, going to Allie for something, but she followed her gaze to Carline, and had a similar reaction. “N-no! Go away! D-don’t look at me! I don’t! I c-can’t!” She felt Tuicia’s grip slacken for only a moment, and immediately wrenched her hands away, and set to work on her breasts. She dropped to her knees, her legs made of jelly for all it mattered, and her breasts were as large as her entire torso. She groped the flesh, kneading it, caressing it, trying desperately to reach the opposite end for those pink bumps. She could feel her pleasure reaching a peak, and tried hard to stop, but couldn’t beat out her inner desire for it. “Madame, no! Stop zis at once!” Tuicia grabbed at her arms, but Carline pulled against her, trying just for that last bit, just for the climax that she was so close to-


She suddenly seized up, taking in several rapid, raggedy breaths. The pleasure was incredible; she hadn’t had an orgasm since she had been married. Her panties were soaked, and she could feel a bit making its way down her leg. But still she wasn’t done. There was room for more. Tuicia took the opportunity, and grabbed her arms again, to her dismay. “N-no! I’m not done yet! Th-there’s still-!” While she had been doing that, four more servants had come in and were standing around, all in various states of shock and embarrassment, but none of them could look away. Carline’s breasts were enormously huge, and rested on the floor, even starting to block out her vision. Tuicia snapped at them. “Go away! All of you! Don’t you ‘ave somezing else to be doing!”


Carline, though, spoke in a low whisper. “T-touch me…” “Pardonnez, Madame? Ah could not-” “TOUCH ME! Someone! I need… s-someone… ANYONE! Let go, I-” She cut herself off, shrieking loudly and unrestrainedly. It was building again, faster than before. Within minutes, eight or so more appeared, and all marveled at the event in front of them. “No… everyone in the mansion’s going to see this at this point… I can’t let that happen… and I’m about to cum again…” To prove her right, the servant closest to the door stuck her head out and called into the spacious room outside, and even more showed up. Carline’s breasts were near as big as she was now, and she could not see over them. She turned her head to the side in order to not smother herself with them. She moaned uncontrollably, and wiggled against Tuicia in as many ways as she could in an attempt to free herself.


“S-someone… one of you… help me out here… I n-need to achieve release… help me climax this all AH!” She could not even finish the sentence, with how worked up she was. Juices were going down the insides of her thighs, likely staining the front of her dress. But she couldn’t finish. The feelings in her were not enough; she needed someone to come help. She saw Allie, mesmerized, stepping forth to do just that. “Oh no! You stay back zere, Allie! If you lay a finger on Madame, you are fired!” Tuicia barked.


But Allie kept going anyway, as though compelled to do so. She wrapped a hand around one of Carline’s nipples. Carline moaned loudly from this. She played with the engorged nub, tweaking it, rubbing it, and teasing it. Carline could feel another coming. “Almost… y-yes, almost, Allie. K-keep going, yes, yes, ah… ah… OH YES!” Carline threw her head back, and she was very loud about her second orgasm, unlike the first. She came hard, feeling immeasurably wonderful contractions down below, and an even heavier flow of juices than last time. Tuicia looked appalled. She did a quick jerk of her knee, flinging her shoe off, and striking Allie in the head with it with perfect precision. “Stop at once, Allee!” Allie seemed like she came to her senses, and backed off, blushing a deep red.


This time, the pleasure dwindled away, and Carline sat in extreme embarrassment, once again remembering who she was with, and what the circumstances were. Tuicia was ushering away all the servants, and she slammed and locked the door. “Madame, Ah am so sorry…” Carline just shuddered now, deeply ashamed. She had unmistakably orgasmed, not once, but twice, in front of not only her servants, but Maiarus. Maiarus herself had not said a word all throughout Carline’s expansion. Carline’s lower lip trembled. “T-Tuicia…” “Shh, Madame. Ah know, Ah know… you just ‘ad a razher vocal little death.” Carline laid her head on her breast, but the jolt sent through her from it was more of a discomfort than a pleasure.


She cried softly. “Maia, I’m s-sorry… I’m so sorry… you must be… so…” Maiarus walked up to her, and dropped next to her, embracing her, her own oversized, but supremely dwarfed, breasts squishing between them. “Carly… you didn’t do anything wrong… it was your spell influencing you…” “B-but I was the one that used it to start! It’s… now you’ve seen everything… and I even came…” “Well, you’ve got a much better record than most. I never walked in on you doing anything when you were younger, like most moms end up doing. I guess this is just fate’s way of making up for that.” “I’ve wasted an entire year, just… just focusing on this…this STUPID spell! I never should’ve learned it… I’ll never use it again…” “No, Carly, don’t say that. In fact, if this is what you truly enjoy, like you seem to, then do the opposite. Focus on it, even. I know you’re creative. You could probably branch it out into anything.”


Carline wiped her eyes. “What? How could I? I can’t…” “Carly,” Maiarus said reassuringly. “I served as your mother for ten years. I know that you’re a wonderful, intelligent woman. You can do anything. No matter what you do, you could never disappoint me. I’m proud of you, and love you as much as if you were one of my own.” Carline had a small, unsure smile. “R-really?” “Yes, dear. You were my daughter that I could never have myself.” Now with a bit more confidence, but still incredibly embarrassed, she turned her head, accidentally striking her breasts with her nose, and looked at Tuicia. “Could you go to my room, and get me a fresh pair of panties? These are kind of…” “Oh! Yes, at once, Madame!” Tuicia hurried off, leaving Carline alone with Maiarus and her apprentice.


“You’re very lucky, having found her, Carly, when you did. You seem like you’re very close. Actually, if I’m not prying by doing so…” “Yes, I love her. I don’t have anything from her, not yet, but… she’s… what keeps me waking up in the morning.” Maiarus sighed, still unsatisfied. “As I thought. But… you still don’t seem like you’re over Ghatteus.” “Please, don’t bring him up.” “Carly, you need to address it some time. You can’t go on like this. I knew that boy back when he was young. I know he wouldn’t have wanted you to grieve over him so much that you can’t function. Just… please, try.” Carline listened to her advice, and nodded intently. She then refocused her attention on her breasts. “Maia… I’m sorry you needed to see that. This is… more of me than you ever needed to see.” Maia just laughed. “Oh, Carly. I thought something like this might happen, the moment I saw that you were curvier than normal. I knew you’d found some way of “improving” yourself. You always did have a somewhat perverted streak. I just didn’t expect I would be here when it happened.” Carline laughed too. “Oh, you should’ve seen Tuicia and me the day I discovered this.” Both of them sat in silence. “There’s only one problem, though… the mirror spell made me use my own magic to power the spell… and… I’m far too… I don’t even know what’s up with me after all that… but I won’t be able to shrink them right away, I don’t think… so how am I gonna get back through the door?”

[DevonCory]

I'm so jealous of those characters.

Wonder what to expect next. You've been teasing us with something going on between Carline and Tuica for some time now, so I'm curious to see how it's going to turn out. And also what Carline is going to be doing with her life, now that she's not such an evil sorceress anymore.

[sadmanofshadows]

Spectacular!
much love for this series!
I really wanna read more of this Allie character.
also, a request?
some butt expansion focus? maybe?
when its added in, its lovely! if it were the main focus for a spell it'd be super-spectacular!
can't wait for the next chapter!

[Chaos Echo]

Originally Posted by sadmanofshadows

Spectacular!
much love for this series!
I really wanna read more of this Allie character.
also, a request?
some butt expansion focus? maybe?
when its added in, its lovely! if it were the main focus for a spell it'd be super-spectacular!
can't wait for the next chapter!

Actually (once I get around to it), the next chapter's gonna have both.

[Chaos Echo]

Chapter nine gooooo

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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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

[teh_ninja]

Great scene here! I can't wait to read the next part.

[Chaos Echo]

Okay, someone tell me to stop writing segments of chapters ahead of time and work on the current one. I need to stop doing that.

[sadmanofshadows]

Chaos Echo, writing segments of chapters ahead of time and work on the current one. hahaha
I liked the growth a lot in this last scene, my biggest issue with it is the awkward vibes all over the place. like she was making Alli grow for growth's sake, just to see what would happen. I felt like it was full of sexual frustration rather than tension...
plus, Alli not liking her enlarged behind is disappointing to me but i completely understand the choice.
Great work! the descriptions are as lovely as always!
would love to see a more willing butt expansion recipient who gets more than she bargains for...
can't wait for the next installment!

[Chaos Echo]

Chapter ten. And, in a stunning twist, it's a chapter with no expansion.

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The sorceress stood in front of the door. Like it had been for centuries, it simply stood, connected to nothing but its frame, in the middle of nowhere along the seashore. Carline looked around, and no one was nearby. Civilization had given it a wide berth. It was probably because tales surrounded the door, tales of something otherworldly within. She knew that to be the case, of course; but they exaggerated it. Still, she was surprised that no one had ever tried to demolish it. Or perhaps they had, and it had denied them.


Something had been bugging Carline for months now, and she finally decided to act on it. She was sure that Bella had died by Aphira?s hand. In fact, Bella herself had conceded it. But there was blatantly something wrong with that, since dead people shouldn?t be conceding anything. Because they?re dead. And they can?t talk. So, she?d gone on a trip. She took no one with her, so that she could teleport for a vast majority of it. It was good that teleporting had been ironed out so well, taking little effort; its only flaw being that it only affected the user. She was glad that she was not one of those first sorceresses who had to figure out all the specifics and details of the more common spells.


Now, as she stood before the gateway of Aphira?s home, she hesitated. She?d been here once before, with Ghatteus, a long time ago, and the place creeped her the hell out. However, she couldn?t stop here. She needed answers. Somehow, a very dangerous person had returned to life, and though Bella had been defused, she wanted to know how and why she lived again. Carline opened the door. There was no horrible rush of evil, nor even any real change of temperature or anything. She walked in, and within, she stood in a small town. A few heads turned at her arrival, but they went back to their businesses. Carline closed the door behind her. Aside from there being no sun in here, it wasn?t too much different in atmosphere. The sky was still blue, the grass green, and light still came from somewhere. She had no idea how that worked. No, the main difference was the people in here.


She observed the surrounding area. She could see, aside from random walking, talking people, a gossiping group of women, a father playing catch with his son in a yard, and what looked to be old people on rocking chairs. They were all seemingly just living out a normal day. But living would not be the correct term to apply to them. They were all skeletons, the lot of them. All had died previously, and as far as Carline knew, the only living resident was Aphira. She shuddered. She knew that none of them meant any harm or anything; after all, they were still the same people they were when alive. But it still was incredibly unsettling. Why did the most powerful sorceress alive also have to be a necromancer?


Her thoughts were interrupted by others pushing themselves in. ?You look lost,? a deep, hollow voice rang through her head. She jumped, and looked into the not-eyes of the one speaking. He was wearing a feathered hat, and the rest of his apparel gave off a distinct impression of a musketeer. ?Oh, um, yes.? ?I apologize if I startled you. But, I assume you look for Aphira, young miss??? He offered a hand, thankfully gloved, and she took it and shook it. The glove caved in as expected, due to his lack of anything in his hand but bone. ?C-Carline.? ?Well, nice to meet you, Carline. I was called Elted.? Carline nodded, and they both let their hands drop. Elted motioned her to walk alongside him, and both began on their journey to Aphira?s home.


?Do not worry, it?s not far. She lives near the entrance here; only the living go in and out, and most are only here for her.? ?Okay then.? She looked around at the people in the town, marveling at how little being dead, or undead, or whatever they were, seemed to inhibit them. ?So? um? how does it work, exactly? Being? y?know? uh?? ?A product of Aphira?s operations? Or rather, undead?? ?Yeah.? ?Most of the time, we?re not really made to think about all the time passing. It?s kind of a? smooth existence, for lack of a better term.? ?And you all still wear clothes?? ?Well, yes, of course we do. It was a lifelong habit. Why would we stop?? ?I guess that makes sense.? The two walked in silence for a while, until Carline had a sudden curiosity. ?So? a random thought. If you don?t mind my asking, what was your life like?? Elted laughed. ?Me? It was nothing spectacular. In short, a love story; what happens when a man falls in love with a sorceress, and an attempt to join her world results in his murder by the hand of another.? ?Oh?? ?But that was centuries ago. It doesn?t pain me in the least to speak about it.? ?Oh,? she repeated. ?But now we?re here,? Elted said, gesturing toward the front door of a rather unspectacular house. ?Thank you very much, Elted.? ?Not a problem. It varies the day.?


He waved a goodbye and left. Carline knocked on the door. After a bit, she heard a woman?s voice telling her to come in. She opened the door and went in, and the house was as normal inside as out. ?I?m in here, whoever you are.? Carline walked down the hall to where the voice was coming from, and she saw Aphira reclining on a couch, watching television. ?No, Stacy, you damn fool. Can?t you tell that?s his evil robot twin clone? Planted by aliens? Aliens working for the government?? She flapped her hand at the TV indifferently, turning it off. ?I tell you, soap operas. The things they do nowadays. They don?t entertain like they used to. You know who did good entertainment? The Bard. His plays were great. Someone should really bring him back.? She paused. ?No, wait. I already have.? She laughed. ?Oh, but he hasn?t written anything great in decades.?


She cleared her throat. ?But anyway? pardon my informal wear. I hadn?t expected any visitors.? Carline looked over her and her ?informal wear?. She had on a purple sweater, and with it a black skirt. Black pantyhose covered her legs. As for Aphira herself, her dark purple hair lay strewn across the couch behind her, possessing both much length and volume. Her eyes were a similar shade of purple, as were her lips. Her skin was an odd shade of light, pale brown. ?So? what brings you here, Marzelaei??


Carline swallowed. ?Please, call me Carline.? ?Ok, sure.? ?Well? I have a question for you.? ?Oh?? ?Yes. About what happened with Bella.? ?I see.? Aphira paused in thought a moment. ?Tell you what, give me a bit to pretty up, and we?ll take a stroll as we talk. Give me a chance to stretch my legs.? She floated up off the couch, and into the room across the hall. ?I?ll only be a minute.? Carline took the chance to look at the place. It was nice, sure, but not what she?d expect the world?s most powerful sorceress to be living in. In the room she was in, the couch was only mildly fancy, and the television wasn?t even very big. She saw, above the television, a portrait on the wall, a painted one, consisting of Aphira, and a small child with the brightest blue hair.


True to her word, Aphira was shortly back out. Now she was wearing, while similar to her old ones, rather more elaborate clothes. The top was the same color, but was of a thinner material, and extended to go over her hands. The skirt hit the floor, and had a strange design on the front in a bold red. Her eyes now had eyeshadow, in that same purple as her hair, eyes and lips. She had a tight necklace, a red metal object hanging off the front of it, and a red tiara in her hair, embedded with purple gemstones. She looked more the part of who she was, but still somewhat underwhelming.


Aphira, for whatever reason, seemed to be in good cheer. ?Shall we go, then?? She crossed in front of Carline, and the latter noted the slight sway of her hips as she walked. She opened the door, and waited for Carline to go through before leaving herself. The two women walked a short bit before talking. Carline noticed, as they went, that Aphira?s hair was indeed longer than she was tall, and the few feet of excess hovered slightly above the ground instead of dragging on it, like a bride?s train held up by a child. She also snuck a peak at her chest, and her breasts were well-sized, but not overly large. They seemed roughly comparable to Tuicia?s.


?It?s been a while since your only visit. Almost fifteen years, by now. How have you been?? ?Oh, me? Er? not so well, with the whole ?Redlich Massacre?. ?Hm? Oh, yes. That. My condolences. That must?ve been life-shattering.? ??it was. And since then, I did some pretty douche things. But lately, I?ve been trying to turn it all around.? ?Hm.? The two continued to wherever they were going in awkward silence. Carline began looking at the people again, when something occurred to her. ?Aphira? why did you take up necromancy?? ?Just a whim, some centuries ago. Nothing terribly exciting; I just desired to see how truly great my power was.? ?And when I was in your house, I couldn?t help but notice? that portrait of you, with the blue haired girl?? ?Nosy!? Aphira said jokingly. ?She?s my daughter, Ectri. That portrait of us is probably half a millennia old now.?


?So, to business. What was it you wished to speak about, regarding Bella?? ?It?s about how she died. You did kill her, right?? ?Absolutely. She was becoming a threat to sorcery itself. No one else could take her down. She had items blessed by otherworldly forces.? ?She what now?? ?Nothing the common man knows about, and something I intend to keep that way.? ?Well? she?s back.? ?She? what? She cannot be back, bird sorceress. I clearly remember that day. I stripped the very flesh from her bones. She is very much dead.? ?She?s very much not. I had a run-in with her just this winter.? ?And how did that turn out? Impressive if you did, since you?re still alive.? There was clear doubt in Aphira?s voice. ?I had help. Praeli showed up.? ?Ah, Praeli. Such raw power, but she refuses to be taught by anyone.? ?Yes. And I?ve ended Bella as a threat. There?s no way she?ll ever wear that armor again.? ?Then if you truly have defused her, what is the issue??


Carline stopped walking and gaped at her. ?What is the? She?s alive, and you killed her like thirteen years ago! That?s the issue!? Aphira looked mildly annoyed. ?So? The problem?s solved itself, hasn?t it? I might look into it later if you really want, but?? Carline huffed and moved in front of her, appalled by her apathy. ?She almost KILLED someone dear to me! She DID kill my mother!? ?Many people die, Carline. It happens. Death is a part of life.? ?Not when it?s completely preventable murder, it?s not!? ?So what, you want me to just take out every murderer and wrongdoer who lives? Would that make you happy?? ?No, I just want to know what the wait was for with Bella. You knew about her. Everyone did! Why did you do nothing?? ?Everyone needs to solve their own problems. There are other things I?m needed for, things much bigger. So watch your tone. You don?t know what you speak of.?


?No, no!? Carline was getting riled up. The memories of what she?d lost, and what she?d almost lost to Bella were coming back, driving her onwards to places she should not go. ?I really want to know. Why did you wait so long to kill Bella, huh? Dozens of sorceresses died from her. She was active for almost twenty years! After? after even the first five, you?d think you?d do something, but no! You sat on your ass! What the hell were you doing that was more important than that? Why did you stand by and let them all die, you uncaring bitch!?? Aphira?s eyes burned with rage from the accusations. ?Don?t you talk like that to me, child! You have no idea what I have to do, how often I have to modify my own mind, just to keep myself caring about all you insignificant individuals! My age is millennia, and my perception of time and even lives is far beyond yours. But no, oh no, it?s all about you, Carline. You and your loved ones. It?s always been about you and your tragedies. Tell me, if you really care, what are the names of those who died before her, hmm? Fefean? How about her? Do you have any idea who she is? Or what about Cealei? Ring a bell? I knew damn near all of them. And even so, do you forget that Bella took out many malignant sorceresses along with the good ones??


?But it goes further than that; you have your little pity party. Oh no, you had a meltdown and killed 200 people.? ?Two hundred seventeen.? ?What?? ?T-two hundred seventeen. That?s how many died.? ?Oh, big whoop, you know how many there were. You know what? That?s more than Bella ever killed. Tell me, do you think you are the only sorceress in history that that happened to? Do you think you are the worst? Let me tell you, neither is true. Remember a little something called the Black Death? Do you think that was natural? A normal sickness? Do you think it was fun, watching people you love be overtaken by something you can?t figure out how to stop??


?And so what if you murdered your husband in that group. At least he died quickly and painlessly.? Carline gasped in shock. ?You? don?t you even bring up Ghatteus! He-? ?Shut up! Again with your self-centered attitude! You don?t even know! Try having your love slowly and maliciously tortured in front of you! Try watching the woman mutilate him in front of you, while you are helpless to do anything but watch him die! That is something far worse!?


?But no, if I just went on about me, I?d be no better than you! No, do you know what I need to do? Not only do I need to listen to your trivial, temporary complaints; I need to keep the remnants of that world from returning! All those creatures of myth, all the old magic, I gathered them up long ago and shut them away. They stunted humanity?s potential. And to this day, some are still sour about it. I plead with them to stay in the world I set up for them. I bargain with them. Sometimes I even threaten them if I must. But sometimes, something slips through the cracks. Things get back. Things like Bella?s equipment happen. I need to hunt down these things and stop them. For the good of our species. Perhaps even for our survival.?


?But none of that matters to your selfish little ass!? She punctuated the last three words by jabbing her in the head. ?All that matters to you is that Bella killed your mother, that she killed your brother, that your father contracted a terrible illness not two years after, that your husband was part of your mass slaughter, that your reputation was fucked because of it, that you can never go back to society, that your loved ones were threatened by the supposed Bella. You sicken me.?Carline was close to breaking down, both from being so venomously reprimanded, and from the brutal runthrough of her life. ?My? my brother? I didn?t have a brother?? ?Yes you did! Or you would have! Your mother was pregnant when Bella took her life.? Carline froze from that bit of information. She?d never even heard about that before. ?But do you know what the worst part of it all is? You, who can?t even handle her own past, her own life, had the gall to tell me that I was handling it wrong. You, who can?t even handle Ghatteus?s name brought up in conversation, not without your unnecessary angst pervading everything. He is dead. You killed him, and he?s dead. Accept that fact and move on, you hopeless, sniveling-?


She ceased her rant, and inhaled deeply, and then was suddenly calm. ?And you?ve made me lose my temper.? She turned away from Carline. ?Don?t you ever say I don?t care. You don?t even know. Your short thirty years are nothing compared to what I?ve seen, compared to what I?ve been through, compared to what I need to handle to even keep this world in one piece.? She began to walk away, her long hair billowing out behind her like a purple cape. ?Get out. I don?t want to come back and see you still here.? Carline just stared at the pavement despondently, far too wretched to even cry.

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I think I may have made both get angry too fast, but...

Anyway, this should end up having about twenty five chapters. That's how many I have planned, at least; I have vague ideas for stuff after that, but I'll see if I still want to write this/you people still want this to be written once I get that far.