Why does that spell even exist? (BE story)

[Chaos Echo]

Alright. This one took a bit, but it was worth it. It's the longest one yet (11.5 pages in Word), and it was a... hmm... a collaboration of sorts, I guess? With sadmanofshadows. I still wrote all of it, but he and I went back and forth on PMs to figure out how it played out. All in all, one of my favorites to write. And, sadman being who he is, it's rather more butt-focused than usual.

Chapter 17
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Anni lay in her bed, peacefully sleeping with a light smile on her face. The things she dreamt of were pleasant, though they were the abstract kind that made not a bit of sense when you are awake. However, the alarm suddenly blared, waking her with a start. Without opening her eyes, she swiped her hand at the short table beside her bed. She struck something, and it fell, as she heard a shattering on the floor. Anni reluctantly opened her eyes, and saw that she’d knocked over the flowerpot next to her clock. She sighed, and slammed her hand on the clock to silence it. She grabbed it with both hands, turning it to face her. “10:00. Perfect. Almost two and a half hours earlier than usual.” She sat up and yawned, stretching her arms above herself. She groaned, however, when she remembered that it meant lunch wouldn’t happen for three hours. “This waking up early thing sucks!” She lamented to no one in particular.


She threw her blankets aside, and swung her legs over the side of her bed. She yawned again, and lifted her arm, facing the door, and it locked. She pulled up her nightgown past her legs, and quickly swapped panties with a pair she’d left next to her bed the night before. Then she breathed in deeply. Her hands glowed, and she put one on each leg. A smooth, opaque black substance came from them and went over her legs, going down to cover her feet, and in the other direction, up and just over her hips. She grabbed the top of the substance and snapped it against herself. It was very thin, completely unrestricting, but also completely solid; any color underneath could not be made out. It was a ritual she did every morning, on the off chance that anyone should see up her dress. She stood up and walked sleepily over to the large, standing mirror she had. She rubbed her eyes, not used to being up this early. Anni looked herself in the mirror, her dark green eyes looking back at her. She tried to remember why she was up this early. “Oh yeah… I wanted to try something… see if I can work something with the buxom spell…”


She removed her nightgown, and stared at herself. She was thinly built, she always had been. But her body was nice in that regard, she thought. It was put together well, and she had surprising physical strength for her size. And she was decently tall. Or at least she wasn’t short. Her brown skin tone was… she couldn’t think of a word to describe it. Velvety? Nah, that didn’t make any sense. Tuicia’s skin was all warm-like, and hers… wasn’t. The descriptions her half-awake brain was coming up with were useless, so she stopped.


Anni’s red hair was falling all over her shoulders and front, and reached down far enough to tickle her lower back. She grabbed it and flung it all behind her. This action revealed that which she’d been thinking about a few moments ago: her breasts. They were a pretty good size, in her opinion, as she lightly felt one. After the whole fiasco late last summer with Carline, where Anni had first encountered the buxom spell, and the lactation and whatnot she’d gotten with it, her breasts had gone up a good cup size. They were big enough that she thought they were really hot, but small enough that she still considered them cute. Cutehot. She laughed at the word. She really did love them. Her nipples too, those little nubs with the slight rise around them, as Tuicia had observed that day. How good it felt to them when the lactating was there, much as she hated the maintenance required.


But, Anni thought, staring at her chest in the mirror. All of the buxomizing Carline had been doing… Anni loved breasts even more because of it. Now, because of her, she found them sexy. Or maybe she always had. She couldn’t help but be turned on by them now, and not just hers, but other women’s. She was really perturbed by this; she knew she was straight; it wasn’t up for question like she was suspecting of Tuicia. No other part of a woman made her feel that way. Just their breasts. Those warm, round, soft mounds.


Even thinking about it was turning her on slightly, so she pushed those thoughts out of her mind. She went over to her wardrobe and rummaged around in a drawer, grabbing one of the many black tank tops she owned. She threw that to the floor. She continued to go through her wardrobe, pulling out a bra and a skirt. She decided today, for whatever reason, would be a more casual day, and she would leave off her cape and sleeves. She grabbed all of the clothes she’d gotten out, and went to her personal bathroom with them.


Inside the bathroom, she began her thoughts again as she fastened her bra. Even ignoring her weird breast fetish, she still wasn’t comfortable with any of it. It was the strangest thing, she thought. Never before only recently had she thought of these sexuality related things. She just knew she liked men, and never gave a second thought. Anni pulled on her skirt. And now, all the time her mind drifted. She wondered what it was like, to have someone special like that. And even more, she thought as she put her shirt over her head, she wondered what it was like to get in the act. She wondered what it was like, to have such intimate contact with another, how good the act of sex was, what she was missing by never having done it…


Once again Anni furthered herself from those thoughts, brushing her teeth and hair, using the bathroom, and whatever else she needed to do to be ready. She went into her bedroom main and gave a glance to the flower, lying pitifully on the floor in its dirt. She could deal with it later, she thought. She grabbed her earrings and a hair tie, and made her way toward the dining hall as she readied those. She had to eat something to tide her over until lunch; she had no idea what, since breakfast was an unheard of event for her, but maybe there was cereal or something.




Anni sat down at one of the tables, quietly eating cereal and reminiscing on the previous day’s events. After she’d buxomized Denise and Tuicia had come in… well, Tuicia couldn’t properly punish her, given that she was Carline’s apprentice, but she had stayed in the room to be absolutely sure there was no more fooling around, and she’d denied her lunch, saying that her behavior was rude and lazy. Anni swirled her spoon in the bowl. She wondered why Tuicia had been all pissy. Too long since Carline had been at the mansion? It was the fourth day of her absence, after all. Regardless, Allie had snuck her some food later anyway, so she was happy.


But now, Anni thought, taking a bite of the cold, shapeless flakes, she was interested in some experimentation. Though she had no sexual interest in one, after yesterday’s events, she was kind of curious about doing a butt growth. She’d looked over Carline’s notes on that, and though there were fewer, they were comprehensive as well. She only needed to find someone who would be willing to-


And then her moment came, as a black-haired servant came into the room. She walked as though with little self-confidence, carrying a gardening spade. Using that last bit of information, Anni deduced that she was the gardener. A gardener? How many did Carline have? “Hey!” The woman jumped, not having noticed Anni in the room. “Oh! G-good morning, Miss Annilitia.” “Don’t call me miss! I’m not hardly worthy of a title like that!” “O-okay, Annilitia.” “…for some reason, coming from you, that just sounds weird. Just call me Anni.” “O-okay… Anni…” “C’mon, sit down with me.” “I h-have… I have work to do, so-” “Bah, what’ll happen if you’re a bit behind? The flowers gonna wilt?” The woman looked uncomfortable, but came over and sat down anyway.


Anni pushed her bowl aside. “So… uh… gardener…” “My name’s Cecily, Miss. I mean, Anni!” She added hastily. The gardener was nervous and jittery. “Alright then… Cecily, how’s it going?” “E-excuse me?” “Yeah. How’s your day been going?” “Um… alright, I g-guess.” “How about those flowers, then?” “They’re… happy.” Anni had no idea what to talk about. She didn’t know a thing about gardening. She did notice, however, that Cecily was avoiding eye contact the entire time. She seemed very shy, and like sitting here talking was incredibly uncomfortable. A thought suddenly occurred to Anni. “Wait… is this the chick Allie was talking about having a crush on yesterday? She fits the bill pretty well…”


Anni had also noticed that Cecily, in her eye aversion, had been looking lower the entire time. In fact, she’d been pretty much staring at Anni’s own chest. Anni doubted it was intentional, but harassed her anyway for it. “Cecily! Why are you staring at my tits?!” Cecily’s gaze focused and she realized what she’d been doing. “Oh! Ohmygod sorry!” “Nah, I’m just teasing. Unless, that is, you like them?” She put her hands on either side of her breasts and thrust out her chest. “No! I mean, they- your breasts-” “Cecily, relax. I’m just fooling around.” She slid the box of cereal across the table to Cecily. “Here, have some eats. I’m sure you haven’t had any food in a few hours.” “N-no, I’m fine, I just should really get back to work.” “Seriously?” Bah. She was no fun. But a devious thought came to Anni in that moment.


“Actually, Cecily, could you wait a moment?” “What for?” “There’s something I want you to do for me.” Anni speedily left for her bedroom. She found the flower lying on the floor where she left it. “Perfect.” She grabbed it, and attempted something new, something she was sure that even Carline had not done. Her hands glowed with magic as she ran a few fingers along the length of its stem as gently as she could manage. Then she gathered as much dirt as she cared to and put it all back into the pot that she quickly repaired. “Now let’s see if this works…”


Anni speedwalked back to the dining hall, where Cecily was still sitting. She held out the flower. “This one’s been by my bedside for a few weeks, but I honestly think it’ll be better off outside. D’you think you could replant it?” Cecily got up and walked over to her, and took it. “Are you sure, Anni?” “Positive.” Cecily examined the plant. “A clematis? Why do you have one of those?” “It was a gift, from Allie.” “Oh. I’ll take good care of it, then.” “Aight.” She left with the flower, looking relieved to not need to interact with someone any more.


The gardener walked down the hall in silence, which unnerved her. “Oh, little flower, when will I be able to talk to someone besides a plant?” She stroked its petals. “You need a name.” She contemplated what to call it. “How about… Florice? …no, that’s a stupid name.” She paused to think of another, but almost felt as though the plant approved of the one she’d already bestowed on it. “Really? You like Florice? Okay!” She giggled lightheartedly. “But I still wish I had some kind of self-confidence, Florice. It really stinks. I’m just so nervous around other people. It’s so much more comfortable around plants like you.”


Anni, unbeknownst to Cecily, had been following her as she went to replant the flower. “She seriously talks to plants? Weird. Doesn’t matter though. I just can’t wait to see if this works~” As she tailed the woman, using her hands to view around corners and such, she noted what she looked like in the before. Cecily was an inch or two shorter than Anni, and was probably about the same age, give or take a few years. Her eyes were a pale blue, and her hair was short and black. Her body type was similar to Anni’s own, but without any kind of breasts but the smallest bumps in her shirt. Anni watched excitedly, though, since that was soon to change.


Cecily came around a corner, and ran into a maid as she did. The impact was cushioned by the considerably large bosom of the other, though. “Oh! I’m sorry!” Both women said immediately. Cecily recognized the voice of the other servant easily. “Oh! Hi!” Allie began to blush for some reason after she said it. “H-hi.” “What’re you um… what’re you doing?” “Just replanting this flower.” Cecily awkwardly held out Florice. She hadn’t noticed that it had subtly taken on a more pink hue than it normally had. “Is that the one I gave Anni a bit ago?” “That’s what she told me.” “It was supposed to be a gift for her!” “If… if you want me to, I can-” “N-no, go ahead, keep it.” Allie was back to blushing again. Cecily wondered if she had a fever or something.


Then, suddenly, she felt a discomfort in her shirt. She recognized it as her nipples being hard. “Why are…? That’s… my… why did…?” Cecily stood there, very unsure of why that had happened. She tried to ignore it, and focused on Allie, who looked like she’d been talking while Cecily was not paying attention. “…a-and then, maybe we c-could d-do something later…” Allie had a heavy blush, and was trying to not look at her. “I’m sorry, but I need to go and do this, Allie.” Allie had her eyes cast downward, disappointed. “Oh. Ok.” Cecily started to walk away, her mind returning to why her nipples were still hard, but then she had the strangest feeling. It was a kind of pressure, almost a light discomfort. It almost felt like her breasts were-


Cecily’s breath suddenly caught as she felt her bra strangely tight. She slowly, doubtingly looked down, but could not deny what she saw: her breasts were a bit bigger. She gasped and almost dropped the flowerpot when she saw them. “Oh my god!” As a confirmation, after a quick check to see if anyone was nearby, her shaky hand carefully went up to feel one. And confirm it she did. Though still small and unimpressive, her petite breasts were a bit bigger, just as they looked.


She trembled, unsure of whether to continue on her trip to plant the flower, or seek help from Tuicia, or what to do. She had no time to decide, though, before she heard Allie calling for her. “Hey! Are you alright? I heard you exclaim about something!” Allie was only a bit behind her, but Cecily didn’t dare turn around to face her, for risk of her noticing the new developments. “Y-yes, I’m fine, th-thank you. I just need to-” “Oh, and um… I don’t think I ever got your name. What is it?” As Allie asked this, she seemed rather nervous. Cecily wondered why. She wasn’t the one whose breasts were getting bigger. And even as she stood here, the two were beginning to press against the pot she held tightly against her chest. “I-it’s Cecily.” “Cecily? That’s a really cute name.” “Thank you, but I really need to go.” “Oh…” Allie said disappointedly. “Why are you always in such a rush?” “I just…” Cecily looked down to the flower as though expecting some kind of answer, but all it did was look the slightest bit more pink. Cecily gradually felt the same pressure lower down, near her butt. “No… does that mean down there too?” “Just… what?” Cecily then felt her small butt begin to push out. “I’m sorry, I need to go now!” She broke off at a run. “Cecily! Wait!”


The gardener only stopped when there were several hallways between her and Allie, and she only did so to catch her breath. “Are… hoo… are you alright, Florice?” She checked the flower, which again seemed the subtlest shade pinker then when she checked it moments ago. “Okay… good… but your color is weird…” The flower sat innocently. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to… call you weird!” She put the pot down next to her, and sat down by the wall, noticing the most immediate difference in the feeling of her rear contacting the floor. “Florice… what’s happening to me?” She felt her breasts again, and they’d definitely put on weight now; they’d begun to take a perfect, rounded shape against her buttoned shirt, but not enough to irritate the fabric. She let her hands down to her bottom, but on the way, they clipped her hips. “Oh no! Are they getting wider too?” She ran her hands over her hips, and if they were bigger, it was barely. “Please just let that be me being clumsy. Please just let all this be a dream!” She felt her bum, and somehow she knew that the soft, malleable, increasingly existent flesh was all too real.


Cecily grabbed the flower and held it close again, compressing her breasts. “I’m scared, Florice. Is this what happened to everyone else the week I was out sick?” As though contact with the plant spurred them on, her breasts visibly surged a bit outward as she held it to herself. “Oh! No! Please! Stop!” She suddenly had a thought. “Is this… maybe this is punishment! For delaying so much in my job! Yes! If I just go and get you planted, then maybe…!” She stood up, plant still in tow, and turned to move toward the garden again. But she jumped as her butt contacted something when she turned. “Ah! What’s-” Cecily looked at the wall, but nothing was on it. She turned to stare at her behind, and found the culprit: her butt was large enough now compared to its normal self that it had brushed against the wall when she turned. Her pants were a bit loose and thick, so it was hard to tell unless one was familiar with how her rear end looked, but she could see that it was nearly twice its normal size. “I need to get this done fast!”


She moved with as much haste as she could try, but her growing curves were embarrassing her, and kept her looking down the next hallways she would go down to make sure no one was there. “Florice, why me? It feels so strange… and yet… almost good…” Her swelling breasts were making her bra uncomfortably tight, so she reluctantly reached under her untucked shirt and undid the clasp with one hand. Cecily didn’t know what to do with the article, so she quickly ducked into the storage closet she passed. She put it on a shelf, and moved a few things in front of it and turned off the light. “I’ll just… come back for it later.”


But now that her breasts had only one layer of cloth over them, her hard nipples were showing through her shirt. They’d poked perfectly into her breast pockets, creating two conspicuous bulges. She also felt her walking get a bit weird; her pants were rubbing against each other frequently as she strode. She looked down at her legs, and noticed that even her thighs were thicker. “Oh! Why are they doing that?” Now she was concerned.


Luckily for Cecily, she’d reached the outside back door, and pushed it open to exit. “Okay, Florice, here we are. Let’s get you planted so you can be out in the happy sun!” She stroked one of its petals, and observed its beauty again. The flower was definitively pink now, and it was purple when she’d received it. “You’re so… I don’t want to call you weird, Florice, but… you changed color!” She tried to pick out a prospective spot to put it. “I’m changing too, though, you’re right. My… my bust is… all engorged, and my butt is big and round, and…” She trailed off. “Oh! There’s a spot!”


She hurried over and took the spade off her leg, and noticed that the thickness of her thighs could no longer attempt to be attributed to her pants. “But you lived with a sorceress for weeks, Florice. That’s probably why you change color. Why am I getting curvy?” She dug a small hole for it to go in, several times running into her breasts due to her lack of experience with their increased size. She also stuck her large butt into the air while she kneeled, and felt vulnerable for some reason. She took the flower out, dirt clumps and all, and gently set it into the hole. “There. You like?” The plant, at least in her mind, seemed very pleased with its location. “Good.” She shakily stood up, and turned to wave goodbye to it. “I won’t be gone long, Florice. Mommy just needs to… figure out what’s going on. Be a good girl. See if you can make any friends while I’m gone. Lianne’s nice.”


Cecily went back inside, and once again went cautiously through, which wasn’t helped by her inexperience with a body like the one she had. She managed to reach a bathroom, and once again luckily for her, it was a single-person one with a lock on the door. She went in and sat on the toilet, her impressive rear end squishing under her weight. No longer focused on her task, she was free to turn her attention to her own body. It was… very curvy and buxom. Her breasts had pulled her shirt tight in their growth, her nipples protruding proudly against it, and it was straining pretty hard against her now. She wasn’t too sure on her sizes, but they had to be good DDs or so. And down below, her pants were tight, and she wasn’t actually sure she was done there yet.


After a few seconds of attention, she observed that she indeed wasn’t quite finished. Her pants were getting ever tighter, and the feeling was painful. She quickly undid her belt and took it off, and grabbed the top of her pants. But now was the hard part. Her butt was huge; big and wide and thick, the thing was easily a foot, maybe more, thick. She tried to get her pants over it in many ways, grunting and twisting them in her attempt. After her effort, she’d only exposed the very top of her butt, where her panties could be seen being swallowed by its size. They were very tight too, but she didn’t dare do anything with those, no matter how bad they got. She gave up her effort, and sighed. A bit of wetness appeared at her eyes.


“W-why me? Why did I have to… have to grow like this? Is it something I did? Why…” Cecily turned her teary face to the mirror. Her breasts, she saw, were big and heavy, their forms standing out proudly from her chest. With each shuddering breath she took, they shook slightly. As she watched them, she thought a bit differently. Aside from Allie lately, no one had really ever paid her attention. She’d always been awkward around other people, and much preferred the company of plant life. But with a bosom like this… maybe someone, somewhere, might…


She hesitantly slipped a hand into her shirt, the bottom of which hung just above her belly due to what her breasts demanded. She felt the underside of one, pressing her hand into its softness. It actually felt pretty good. Cecily explored her breast a bit with her hand, its lovely round self giving as she pressed it, but it was also pleasantly firm. Somewhat curious now, she reached for the top button of her shirt with sweaty hands. She undid it, and there was a small commotion as room was given to her mammaries. She undid a few more, her breasts happily going out of the space given them. Now a bit excited, she undid all the buttons, and let her chest free.


Cecily looked at her now-naked torso in the mirror, and a small smile crept up on her face. Her breasts were big and bouncy, but not unnaturally large. Her nipples had gone back down to a neutral state, and her areolae spread a few inches from them. She softly stroked one with her finger, and the nipple slowly came back out, sticking out proudly from the roundness backing it. Her smile grew wider. She actually began to think it was pretty good. They were a bit too big, in her opinion, but she’d manage.


She turned her attention lower. Down there, on the other hand… She again registered that her pants were painfully tight, but still had no way to do anything about it. Still, she tried again in pulling them off. This time, to her surprise, they were coming off flawlessly! It was almost like magic! She suddenly stopped with that thought. “Magic? Maybe that’s what made this happen. There are two sorceresses around here… maybe Miss Carline or Anni screwed up?” She pulled her pants down over her expansive rear end, dropping them to the floor of the bathroom.


She stood up, and looked in the mirror again, this time at her lower half. Her hips were much wider than her shoulders from all this; she placed a hand on them and slid it down, making sure to lift it off when she passed her overtaxed underwear. Her thighs, as she felt as well as saw, were thick enough that they contacted each other just with her standing there. That, she thought, was going to take some time to get used to. She rubbed them a bit together, and felt their lovely thickness. “Oh my god…” She said quietly. “Am I actually liking this?”


Then, somewhat anxious, she half-turned her lower body. She gasped as she saw her huge butt. It was unreal. Each cheek had to be larger than her head, yet it did not sag at all, jutting out perfectly behind her. Her panties had been transformed into the skimpiest of thongs by its size, disappearing right where it split and tight against her. She let a shaking hand onto her butt and squeezed. It was completely real, and very soft. Her other hand joined as she disbelievingly felt her bottom. It was wonderful, just like her breasts; thick and juicy and round.


Cecily heard a knock on the door then, and froze. “Hey, who’s in here? I thought I heard something.” She recognized it as Anni’s voice. “J-just me, Anni! I’m having a bit of… of a personal issue.” “You mean like… that issue, or…?” “No! Not that one!” She sat in thought of what to do. Anni was a sorceress, after all. Cecily, to her very much surprise, really liked these curves. But maybe Anni could at least enlighten her to why this had-


“Wait.” She said. “Hm?” Came Anni’s voice from outside. “Anni… did you… do something to me?” “Huh? No, not at all~” The way Anni said that already confirmed it to Cecily. She grabbed the knob and opened the door a bit, where Anni was standing, and looking innocent. “Anni… why’d you do it?” “Do what?” Cecily opened the door the rest of the way, showing her voluptuous form, with her other arm covering her breasts. “I know you made me curvy. Why’d you give me these great big breasts? And why’d you give me such a big… a big butt?” Anni looked her over. “Wow, I did this well. You look great.” Cecily blushed, unsure of what to think about that. “Did she just say I look great? She’s another woman, and she just gave me these…”


Anni looked over her shoulder. “Maybe we should get somewhere more private if we’re gonna be talking. You don’t want everyone else seeing you like this, do you?” Cecily shook her head. “N-no! I-” “Alright then…” Anni levitated Cecily’s shirt and pants to her. “Here, carry these, would you? I’ll make sure no one sees us.” “A-alright.”


They turned and left, and every time they reached somewhere that someone might come out of, Anni briefly turned her hand toward it. She also put her hand around corners first thing whenever they reached them. Cecily was becoming curious. “Anni, if you don’t mind me asking… why is magic so handy? Er, Handsy. Hand-like. Um…” “Why do I use my hands so much?” “Yeah.” “Magic’s all in the hands. ‘s how it works. A sorceress without hands wouldn’t be able to do magic. I’ve no idea why; Carline tells me they’ve been studying it for centuries, but have found nothing yet.” “Oh.”


The two women passed up the employee lounge area, Anni’s hands rather active in searching that part. “Okay, no one here. We’re almost there.” “Where are we going? It’s only a dead end after this.” “It’s not a dead end. It’s my room.” Cecily suddenly blushed from that. “Her room? Does that mean that she wants to…?”


They reached the door, and Anni motioned Cecily to go in first. She did, her naked thighs brushing against each other, a feeling she had had the entire way there, and she kind of enjoyed. She bumped into the doorframe, though, unused to her broad hips. “Oh!” She stumbled, but before she fell, Anni caught her. “You okay?” Anni had inadvertently grabbed her large butt, and Cecily blushed some more. “F-fine, thanks.” She went in the door, this time minding where her hips were, and Anni shut and locked it. Anni went and sat down on the bed, and stoically beckoned Cecily over with her hand. Cecily came and sat, a quiet gasp leaving her when she felt her huge butt compress under her. “Th-that’s so wonderful.” Anni looked at it disinterestedly. “Eh, not my thing.” Cecily now was dying of curiosity. “Um, Anni… are… are you…” “What?” “Are you gay?” She blurted out, and quickly covered her mouth. “No!” Anni declared in a knee-jerk fashion. Cecily nervously spoke into her hands. “But… you made me all curvy… and invited me alone into your room…” Anni realized now how that looked. “No! I’m not gay! A-at least, I don’t think I’m gay…” She turned her head away. “I just like boobs, okay? I’m not like Carline. I… I like men! I don’t have interest in other women! I’m not into butts at all, and honestly, our… um… our… vaginas… I don’t even like looking at mine.”


“Then why did you do this? Why’d you make me all… big-butted?” “I was just trying out something! It’s not like that!” “Why did you choose me for it?” “If you want me to be honest… you were just the first person I came across today. But I also noticed you don’t have a lot of self-confidence. I thought maybe…” “If you gave me big boobs and a butt I’d be confident?” “Something like that.” Cecily thought it over. She actually, as she continuously reflected on it, really liked her womanly shape. Her breasts were big and round and heavy, her butt thick and protruding, her hips wide and alluring. “Well… have you done this before?” “Yes… why?” “What’s the biggest you’ve made someone?” “Oh! Um…” Anni hesitated. “P-probably last winter. I made my boobs huge. They were like…” She spread her arms wide. “Huge.” “What about butts?” “Never. You’re the first.” Cecily was now curious, yet again. “Could you… could you make me bigger?” “What?” “I wanna know. Could you make me bigger?” Cecily seemed excited, happy. “I… I don’t see why not…”


Cecily giggled. “How big can you go?” “On what end?” “I like my breasts as is… could you maybe do my butt some more?” “I guess… gimme a moment.” Anni walked away, into her personal bathroom. Cecily waited patiently, and then shivered. She hadn’t noticed how cold it was in this room. And there she sat, in only her far-too-small panties. She felt her nipples growing hard. She softly poked one, and fiddled a bit with the nub. It was very pleasurable, and she felt a bit of warmth going through her. Her hand came down over the entirety of it, covering both nipple and areola, but before she graduated into full-on groping, Anni returned.


The gardener hastily released herself, but Anni had already seen. “Enjoying yourself, are we?” Cecily got embarrassed and tried to change the subject. “Why is it so cold in here?” “Oh, that. It’s more comfortable for me like that. Reminds me a bit of home. Well, my old home.” Anni’s gaze went beyond Cecily, her mind going off on a tangent. “I really should write home… it’s been a while…” “Anni!” “Oh! Sorry.” The apprentice squatted a bit, staring at the underwear cutting into Cecily’s hips. “That can’t be comfortable.” “I’ve kind of gone numb to it.” Anni let a finger on the thin, overstretched cloth. “Well… let’s get rid of it.” Cecily blushed. “Oh! But it… I’ll be naked!” “I’ve got that covered.” Anni pressed hard into Cecily, trying to get underneath the string. Once she accomplished that, she jerked her arm and snapped it. “Okay, now…” She summoned pale blue cloth like she had for Jessica. “Here,” she said, holding it out to her. “Put it over your… your crotchhole.” Cecily took it and did, and Anni looked back at her. “Okay… this might feel weird.” Anni placed her hand on Cecily’s inner thigh, as close as she could will herself to her crotch, and the black substance flowed out, and over her crotch, ending about where her legs left her torso, and just behind the middle between her legs. “Better?” “Yes, very much so!”


Anni looked at her subject. “Alright, let’s do this.” She looked uncomfortable as she said her next line. “Um… if you don’t mind lying sideways so I can reach it better… magic works better if you have physical contact…” Cecily obliged, still not entirely convinced that Anni wasn’t enjoying this. As she lay sideways, she looked down herself, and her wide hips, and her plump rear. She was gorgeous. She felt Anni’s hands gently set on her butt, and wiggled a bit. “Sorry, I’m not used to anyone touching me like that…” Anni took her hands off and came around. “Okay, I set it really short, so it shouldn’t be long before-”


Cecily’s butt instantly reacted, swelling out into the air. “Oh! Wow! This feels amazing!” “Yeah, last time I pretty much turned that down to zero.” She couldn’t help but go and feel the enlarging thing, and it pushed against her hand energetically. “This is… how big is it gonna get?” She rolled over to lie on her stomach, and let her butt grow into the air. Anni sat next to her, cross-legged, and watched it rise and spread. She too let a hand drift toward it. It bubbled into her with fervor, getting ridiculously huge; each cheek had to be twice the size of her head. They pressed against each other powerfully in Cecily’s growth, and she was getting turned on by it.


“Oohh… don’t let it stop…” She felt her expanding ass with glee. “Is this what all the servants did?” “Kinda. Carline did that though.” Her thighs also got a bit thicker and her hips a bit wider, but most of the focus was in her butt. “Good lord, Cecily, you look like a pregnant woman! Only it’s your butt! And there’s two of them!” Cecily laughed at the comment. Her growing butt felt wonderful, both in and of itself and beneath her fingers. She kept her head turned to watch it, and it was enormous. She also felt, though, it slowing. “Oh… that’s all?” “What do you mean, that’s all?” Anni stood up next to the bed, still staring at her ass. “Your butt’s like as tall as I am when you’re on the bed!” “Is it really?” “Yeah!” She went over and grabbed her standing mirror, pointing it toward Cecily. “Oh my god!” She carefully slid off the bed, and stood up. Surprisingly, even though her butt was gigantic, and heavy, it wasn’t as heavy as she would have thought. She walked over, adjusting her stride as best she could to her new lower body, and checked herself out in the mirror. “It’s huge! I love it!” She ran her hand over her rear. “So wonderful… I’d had no idea having curves like this was so… so… awesome!”


“Well, about that…” “Hm?” Anni went over to her bed again. “It’s not gonna be permanent, y’know.” “What?” “Don’t worry, you’ll still have a great big butt! It’s just not gonna stay so freakishly huge.” “How big will it stay?” “Probably about what you had when we got in here.” “Oh, but I like it all big like this!” “I could make it permanent, if you want…” “Yes! …but wait, no, then I wouldn’t be able to go around very well… I mean, I have a job, and I don’t even think I can manage doorways like this…” She pondered what to do. Anni snapped her fingers. “I think I have a solution. I do like fiddling with spells.” “Oh? What do you mean to do?” “Well… maybe I could try to set it up so you can control how big your butt is there. Y’know, make it smaller when you’re doing stuff, and all huge-like when you’re not.” Cecily gasped and bounced excitedly. “Really? You can do that?” “I might be able to. It’ll probably take some time, though. Like several days.” “That’s okay!”


Cecily was really excited, but then a thought hit her. “Oh, but what about driving home? I can’t fit in my car like this, and even then, I have no clothes.” “Do you live with anyone, or need to be with anyone?” “No…” “Great! You can stay here, then! You could sleep with me.” “S-sleep with you?” “I-I mean like in my bed! Not like that!” “Oh.” Cecily came and sat down next to her, her huge, plump, soft rear lifting her and sticking out far behind her. “Anni…” “What?” “P-please, I won’t tell anyone else, but I need to know… are you a lesbian?” “No! I’m not! I… don’t want to be! I’m not interested in women like that!” “Oh…” Anni had a realization. “Cecily… are you?” “Yes… no… maybe… I don’t know! No one’s ever given me attention like you have today. I… and… you’re really pretty, and nice… and…” Anni knew where this was headed. “Sorry, Cecily; if I really am a lesbian, then it won’t be for you.”


“Oh…” Cecily’s face fell, and she almost looked heartbroken. “I… I’m sorry, Anni, I thought that maybe… maybe you… you… with making me so curvy, and liking it so much, and your room, and your friendliness…” She trailed off, on the verge of tears. Anni spoke quickly. “B-but don’t worry! There’s someone who I’m pretty sure likes you!” “Oh?” “Yeah, I was just talking to her yesterday.” “H-her?” “Yeah, it’s a girl. You’ve talked to her before. She’s pretty nice. She’s-”


Just then there was a knocking on her door. Anni turned her hand toward it. She smiled on seeing who it was. “Come on in!” “Anni, no! I’m not clothed!” The door was opened, and the one on the other end began to speak. “Miss Annilitia, I saw that cute woman again, and she had that flower I-” Allie stopped when she saw who was in the room. She clapped her hand over her mouth and blushed intensely. Cecily yelped and quickly threw her arms over her chest, and crossed her legs as best she could to hide her crotch. Allie’s muffled voice came from behind her hand, her cheeks very red. “Oh god! Sorry! I didn’t know that you were in here!” Cecily, while also incredibly embarrassed, was for yet another time today curious. “D-did you say I was cute?” Allie continued to speak from behind her hand. “Um… y-yes… really cute… but now… you’re so big and shapely…” “I-is is that bad?” “No, n-not at all! I think… I think you look great!” Cecily wiped the tears from her eyes. “Really?” “Yeah! I… I love curvaceous women…”


Cecily did another 180 in mood and was now happy and blushing. “You really think I look great?” Allie nodded meekly, slowly dropping her hand from her face. She walked over, appearing very nervous, and sat down on Cecily’s other side. She looked away, seemingly out of courtesy. “I think you’re beautiful. And n-not just because of your body.” Cecily blushed even more intensely. “Th-thank you.” Anni stood up quietly, and the other two hadn’t seemed to notice. She walked softly toward the door. “Allie…” Cecily started. The maid turned her head slightly, still trying to be polite and not stare at her. “Hm?” “I think… you’re beautiful, too.” The two sat, blushing and embarrassed, but now both elated. Anni could tell that much, and so decided to leave them alone a bit. “I hope they work out… Cecily sounded like she really needs someone…” She reached the door, and had another thought. “Why are so many of Carline’s servants getting someone when I’m not?” Anni looked back, though, and saw Allie and Cecily looking into each other’s eyes. At that, she decided that it wasn’t her right to complain about something like that, so she smiled and shut the door, locking it behind her.

[DevonCory]

Oh, I liked that one. Is Cecily Sadman's character?

I like how you're working on some of the support characters, and it's always fun reading about Anni trying to figure things out with her own sexuality. Girl's gotta be a little confused by now.

[Chaos Echo]

Originally Posted by DevonCory

Oh, I liked that one. Is Cecily Sadman's character?

How could you tell?

[Chaos Echo]

Here's another, for once showing up in less than a week since the previous. Special thanks to DevonCory for help with a French line from Tuicia.

Chapter 18.

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?No! No no no no NO!? Carline angrily flung the book she?d finished looking through across her study, where it impacted the floor and lay uselessly. She instantly felt remorseful about it, and picked it up again to put it in its proper place. Only yesterday had the sorceress returned from her journey. She and Praeli parted ways on decent terms, though the heroine was still untrusting of her. She?d brushed that off, though, and spent most of that day relaxing, while Tuicia couldn?t seem to get enough of her. In fact, the woman was in very high spirits all day as well. Carline wondered if it was correlated to her return.


There was a knock on the door, though, and the subject of her thoughts entered. ?Madame, are you alright? Is zere an issue in ?ere?? ?Yes, there?s an issue!? She pointed to her hair, which, while its usual black now, was still short. ?I don?t know anything to make my hair long again! I?ve been looking and looking through my spellbooks, and not one has anything for it!? She grabbed at the dark locks. ?Do you have any idea how long it took me to grow it out that far??


?Madame?? Tuicia moved closer to her, and put a hand on her shoulder. She brushed the back of her other hand through Carline?s hair. ?You look fine, Madame. Ah am sure zat you can deal wizh ?aving short ?air. Ah do. You can style it in so many different ways?? Carline calmed down at Tuicia?s words. ?I guess? I still want to keep looking, though? I like it long?? ?Alright, Madame. Now, Ah must be back to ze guest.? ?Guest?? Carline was immediately attentive. ?I have a guest? Why didn?t you tell me?? Tuicia looked away. ?Well, really, she is ?ere for moi, so Ah figured Ah did not need to inform you of ?er?? ?Nonsense! I am the lady of the mansion! And a friend of yours is a friend of mine. Well, wait. Is she a friend of yours, or??? ?More of a coworker from mon old job.? Carline moved away from her to the double doors. ?Well, let?s go back to her together. Where is she?? She threw open the doors, and what she assumed to be said guest was standing right on the other side, seemingly about to knock. ?Oh.?


The three women sat at the same side room Carline had taken Maiarus when she?d visited. The woman, Natalie as Carline had found out, was interesting to see. Her hair was a dyed, dull purplish-pink, and styled in a way that had it coming over her shoulder. She wore a very low-cut top, so that her bra was clearly visible, and short shorts that showed off her admittedly very nice rear. She also had gloves, if they could even be called that at that point, that reached all the way to her shoulders. The woman herself was rather curvy, busty and amply-reared, with a thin waist.


?So tell me again, how do you two know each other?? ?We?re coworkers. Or rather, were coworkers. We were? well, not quite close, but I was about the only person she actively talked to. Until Ombruge here skipped out on nine years. Hasn?t she ever mentioned me?? ?No, sorry. Nozhing against you, Natalee, but Madame and Ah ?ave an unspoken rule of not speaking of our lives before we met.? ?Oh, so she?s Madame now?? ?Oui. Madame Gartave? Gelly? she no longer qualifies as ma Madame. She ?ad always done some questionable sings, but? Zis Madame is ze new Madame in my life.? Carline looked between the two Frenchwomen. ?Okay, first, Natalie, I can?t help but notice your English is impressively good.? ?Yeah, that?s my native language. You should hear my French. I?ve been told it?s pretty bad.? ?It is, Natalee??


?Second, who is this ?Madam Gartave??? ?She ran the place. And like I was going to say, Tuicia-? ?What? Did somezing ?appen to ?er?? ?Yeah, actually. The place was shut down.? ?Oh? By ?oo? And good riddance to it?? ?Some newbie Knight. I hear Gelly got her something bad afterward though.? ?What? What did she do to ?er?? ?Sneaky shit like she always does. Apparently she made her ridiculously albino-like. Like, literally pure white skin and hair. I hear it?s so bad she can?t even go out in the sunlight.? ?Ouch.? Carline stood up to get attention. ?Okay you two, this is confusing as hell. Could you tell me exactly what is going on here?? ?What about, Madame?? ?All of it. I think it?s time to break the unspoken rule. What exactly did you do before we met??


?Madame, zat- Ah ?ave already told you, it was a dead-end, sad, ?orrible job! We do not need to speak any furzh-? ?Tuicia, tell me the truth on it.? ?Madame, please, ze rule? is it really worzh it to break it over somesing as trivial as zis? Ah do not want to? it was a ?orrible sing?? Carline just kept her steely gaze on Tuicia. The latter began to run her hands nervously down her hair. ?I-if you really must know?? She hesitated, trying to figure out how to steer the conversation away from it. ?Madame, must we do zis? Please, Ah do not want to talk about it?? Natalie chimed in then. ?If you?re not gonna tell her, I am.? ?Natalee! No!? Tuicia sighed. ?Okay? Ah worked at? a nightclub, of sorts.? Carline looked at her. ?A nightclub?? ?More specifically, a strip joint.? ?NATALEE!? Tuicia looked incredibly uncomfortable. Carline didn?t see what was so bad. Natalie?s attire had somewhat aroused her suspicion to start with. Tuicia, in her opinion, was making a bigger deal out of this than Carline thought she needed to. Someone as attractive as her, with the barely adult youthfulness she?d had when Carline had found her? Understandable if she?d needed money.


Natalie continued, though. ??which also doubled as a brothel in secret.? ?NATALEE!? Tuicia put her face into her hands, and slumped forward, murmuring into them. ?Madame, vous n??tiez jamais cens? savoir que?? ?Tuicia, I-? Her servant began to tremble slightly. ?M-Madame, Ah? you were? you were never? ze brozhel? Ah?? Tuicia?s voice was uneven, as though she was beginning to tear up. ?Madame?? ?Tuicia, don?t?? Carline crossed the space between chairs and sat next to her. ?Don?t cry?? ?It was a ?orrible time in my past? Ah was a vile prostitute, wizh no familee or friends.? ?Wait, then what was I?? Natalie asked. ?You were? Ah do not even know!? Tuicia no longer tried to hide that she was crying. ?Ah ?ad relations so many times zen? wizh so many people? my body is ruined and d?go?tant!? She buried her face in her hands as she sobbed.


Carline rubbed her back with comfortingly. ?Tuicia?? ?Ah? Ah was a d-dirty ?ore, and Ah? Ah?m forever soiled?? Natalie was just watching her in disbelief. ?Ombruge? I didn?t know that it affected you that much?? ?Well it did!? Carline was still baffled at her reaction. ?But Tuicia? I thought you liked your body?? ?Ah do! Ah love it! B-but Ah also ?ate it! Ah am reminded of how so many people ?ave ?ad zere way wizh moi, every time Ah see myself in a mirror! All Ah see is a filzhy, unclean femme! And now even if Ah find someone, Ah will? Ah will? will be impure for ?im? zis is why Ah do not sink about zis!? She broke down into incoherent French and sobbing. ?Tuicia,? Carline said. ?If you?re so shaken up about this, why didn?t you ever tell me?? ?Wh-why do you never talk about your dead ?usband? Because it is a painful memory, zat is why!?


She resumed her crying, and Carline sat with her, encouragingly holding her hand until she was done. The clock in the room ticked quietly as she let it all out. She sniffled a bit longer, and raised her head, her eyes a bit red. ?Ah am sorry, M-Madame. Ah should not lose mon composure like zat?? ?It?s alright? it?s obviously something traumatic. I don?t expect you to be able to hold yourself easily about it.? ?But zat is not proper conduct at all! Ah am on ze job! Zere is no place for somesing like zat now!? She took a few shuddering breaths. ?It is just, sometimes, m-ma guilt, she gets ze better of moi? you ?ave no idea ?ow much Ah appreciate you, Madame?? ?Tuicia?? ?What is it, Madame?? ?I-if you don?t mind? maybe? you could tell me what led up to it? Perhaps you could get some more off your chest? So it?s not all bottled up inside??? Tuicia wiped her nose. ?Per?aps you are right? okay, Ah will? Ah will tell you? it is wizh you, and Ah ?ave to stop keeping secrets from someone as important to me as ma Madame? brace yourselves, Natalee and Madame? zis may be a long one?? She inhaled deeply, and then started to speak, keeping her voice as level as possible.


?When Ah was seven, ma family? zey abandoned moi. One day, when we were on a short trip, in ze city, zey just up and left wizhout me. To zis day, Ah still do not know why. Ah looked and looked, but even after finding my way back ?ome, zey were no longer zere. Ah could not find traces of ma famille, ze Ombruges, aneewhere. Ah ?ave never seen zem since. Mon p?re? ma m?re? mon fr?re? mes s?urs? not one of zem. Ah ?ad no idea where to go, so Ah ended up ?omeless in ze streets, a little girl, for almost a year. But zen ze light came. A most wonderful (or so Ah sought zen) woman came to my aid. She took me into ?er ?ome, she took care of moi, everysing was wonderful again. All she asked was one sing: zat Ah ?elp ?er wizh ?er job. Naturally, Ah agreed, since it beat living on ze streets, and Ah gladly repaid a woman ?oo showed me so much kindness.


??owever, little did Ah know zat ze woman, she was Madame Gelly Gartave, ?oo owned and ran a strip club/brozhel. Ah did various menial work around ze place aneeway, and managed to endear myself to ze? employees? wizh my cuteness. Ah was young and innocent, so I did not question a lot, but oh, did Ah see so many undressed people. And Madame Gartave was nice enough. She never actually substituted as a proper mozzer, or really treated moi like a daughter, but she did at least give moi some kindness and a ?ome to share.


?But zen after some years of zis, it took a downward spiral. Ah entered la pubert?, and oh, did Ah bloom. Ah became very lovely, got my feminine curves? and Madame Gartave, she saw an opportunity and she went for it. She set moi up, a girl of only fourteen, as one of ?er prostitutes. Ze woman ?ad little in ze way of morals. My young self was unprepared for somesing so carnal and intimate. But regardless, Ah did well. Men, and sometimes women, came to moi quite often. And Ah did what Ah was told, for ze Madame. To be honest, Ah don?t even remember ?alf of it. Ah spent most days ?opelessly inebriated, to get myself srough zem?


?And ze Madame, Gartave, she is a sorceress, and also very rich. She managed to keep any policiers or anyone else ?oo ?ad problem wizh ?er business away wizh money, and failing zat, by z?reatening zem wizh magic. And she put ?erself to good use in ze business as well, using ?er magic to attend to anee failings we might ?ave ?ad zat would keep us from ?performing? wonderfully, and would keep ze customers coming to us. Making sure none of us got pregnant? control of diseases from such activity? regular pussy tightenings??


Tuicia trailed off for a moment. ?If it was not for Natalee, Ah am not sure ?ow Ah would be now? per?aps Ah would ?ave given up on life.? ?Ombruge, I?d had no idea? you never told me anything about you feeling like this?? ?And zen Ah ?appened to be out one day, years after zat, and I found you, Madame! And Ah am sorry, Natalee, but zat is why Ah left. Ah ?ad no chance to say goodbye to anyone or anysing like zat. Madame and Ah left very quickly after ze day Ah met ?er.?


She paused for a long time then, seemingly finished. Carline just gawked at her. ?So let me get this straight? your family left you, you got taken in by some sorceress in charge of a brothel, and became a drunken teenage prostitute?? ?Oui.? Tuicia looked to be relieved to have said all of that. ?But Ah am curious,? She said to Natalie, trying not to dwell on it. ??ow did ze Knight shut down ze place, when no one else ever did, Natalee?? ?Oh, that. Well, after you left, Gelly got a bit? off. She started getting intolerable, stopped putting up her charade of personally caring about us? with that and the loss of you, no one really liked her as we went on. So when they came snooping another time, backed by an organization like the Knights? let?s say we weren?t terribly supportive of her. It came down to a fight, and it turned out the new recruit was a low sorceress and she could block magic. So she managed to get Gelly to back down and close the place, but later she sneak attacked her, like I said earlier.? ?Ze knight, is she okay?? ?Yeah, but? she?s a complete shut-in now. She doesn?t go out, she doesn?t do anything? the only way that anyone knows she?s alive is because she?s living with a friend who still does stuff.?


Tuicia turned to Carline. ?Madame! We ?ave to ?elp ?er!? ?Why?s that? I mean, not to be a douche, but?? ?Because it is my fault zat she ended up like zat! Ze poor sing? Madame Gartave was never so openly ?orrible before Ah left?? ?Well? what?d you say her problem was, Natalie?? ?Horrible albinism. Like, debilitating skin cancer blind suck fail albinism.? Horrible as it was, Carline couldn?t help but snicker at the description Natalie gave. ?Alright, fine, I?ll see what I can do. I might be able to fix her sun and eye issues. I dunno about the albinism though. Let?s get going now before I change my mind and actually want to sit at home for more than a day.? ?Merci, Madame!? Carline turned to Natalie. ?So where exactly does she live?? ?Not far from where the brothel was, actually. She?s living with a Penelope Broussard. B-R-O-U-S-S-A-R-D. Ombruge should be able to help you find your way there.?


Carline groaned. ?All the way in France?? ?Come on, Madame, didn?t you want to stop being seen as some kind of demon? Zis is a great opportunity for you!? ?I guess?? She sighed and stood up. ?Lemme go fetch my disguise clothes. Probably not a good idea to go around as myself.? She left the room, leaving the two former coworkers sitting alone. ?So, Ombruge? I?m kind of curious? is she the one, then?? ?Ze one? What do you mean?? ?I mean like, do you go that way, or??? ?No!? She said, realizing what Natalie meant. ?It is not like zat! She is a very close friend of mine, and zat is all!? ?Oh. My bad.? ?What are you doing ?ere anyway, if ze maison de prostitution is no more?? ?Ah, ya see? I don?t really have anywhere to go, and I?d heard rumors that you were here, so?? ?Natalee, really? Ah am sure you can find somewhere to go. You are an intelleegent woman? can?t you pick up a job somewhere?? ?What, you mean I?m not welcome here?? ?Zat?s not what Ah meant! Ah meant zat-? ?Nah, I?m just messing. I was probably going to go someplace else now that I know you?re here and safe and such, but I?ve just got the one problem?? ?What is zat?? ?I don?t have a car.?


Carline came back in, carrying Aphira?s purse. ?Alright, since Anni so considerately bloated the ass of my one and only gardener, and has been trying to do some kind of freaky experiment with her, her car is open until they?re done. Let?s do that instead, so I don?t need to expend myself. Tuicia, I trust you know how to drive?? ?Of course.? ?Great, let?s go then.? ?What if Ah want to pack sings?? ?We shouldn?t be there long enough for that to matter, Tuicia. I?m sure what you have on you is fine.? ?Madame, please?? ?God, fine, whatever. Quickly!? Tuicia jumped up and left the room to do so. Carline watched her leave. ?That woman, I tell you. I know a good amount of the reason she?s doing this is to escape what we just talked about. Maybe I?m being hypocritical, but I need to talk it out with her later.? She sighed, but it was not one of exasperation, but of something else. ?She gets me. I?m not entirely sure how to word it, but she gets me. If only I could have stopped at platonic.? Natalie?s brow knitted. ?But she just said??? ?On her side, maybe. But it doesn?t matter? I still couldn?t make it work anyway? among other things, I wouldn?t dare give her my emotional baggage, especially when she keeps her own so locked up I didn?t even know it existed.? She sighed again. ?Anyway, make yourself at home, I guess. I?ll send one of my servants in to help you. We gotta get going to a place where I can?t understand anyone.? She left the room, muttering under her breath. ?This is gonna be frickin? fun.?

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School resumes after next week, so hopefully, I can get at least another chapter done in the next seven days. I'm gonna try to shoot for two, really, but we'll see how it goes.

[Chaos Echo]

Really? No comments on the previous chapter? Well then.

Chapter 19

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?Really, Tuicia, it?s not as bad as you make it out to be.? ?Madame, Ah do not want to talk about it anee furzher.? ?Well, whatever. If your ?special someone? is really as perfect as you want him to be, he?ll accept what you did.? Tuicia wasn?t particularly listening, and was instead scanning the houses as they drove by them. ?It said she lives around ?ere somewhere? oh! Zere it is!? She slowed Cecily?s car. ??ow should we go in?? ?Hunh? I?d say stop at the side of the road here. Pulling into her driveway might be a little creepy.?


Tuicia did so, and the two women exited the vehicle. Carline looked in the house?s windows. ?Huh. Curtains are shut. Wonder why.? ?Natalee did say zat she could not ?andle sunlight?? ?But the lights are off too.? ?Per?aps no one is ?ome?? ?If they aren?t, I?m just leaving now.? ?Madame! Stop being so? so mean!? ?Bah.? She strolled down the driveway, Tuicia behind her, and they both stopped at the front door. Carline rang the doorbell. Both waited for a few minutes, but there was no response. ?Nothing.? Tuicia wasn?t discouraged so quickly though. ?Bonjour? Est-ce qu?il y a quelqu?un ? la maison? Est-ce que J?rmafi Laurent est ici??


This time came a voice, that of a woman. ?Non! Va-t'en!? Carline turned to Tuicia. ?Translation?? ?She said to go away.? ?Great. So she doesn?t want our help.? ?But she needs it.? Tuicia turned back to the door. ?S?il vous plait, si vous ?tes J?rmafi, nous voulons seulement vous aider.? The voice returned, this time louder, as though the speaker was on the other side of the door now. ?Je m?en fou! Partez!? Tuicia was still persistent in her efforts, though. ?S?il vous plait, Mademoiselle Laurent, nous pouvons aider! Nous-? ?Je ne veux rien savoir! Allez-vous-en! Partez! Foutez le camp d?ici! Je vais appeler la police!? The woman was rather aggressive and angry sounding in that last statement, and so Tuicia didn?t press any further. Footsteps were heard that went away within the house.


?So?? ?J?rmafi, she does not want our ?elp? at all?? She seemed disheartened by this turn of events. ?So??? ?Ah do not know, Madame! Ah was not expecting ?er to be like zis!? She snapped, and then quickly looked apologetic. ?S-sorry. But we cannot just leave ?er like zis, not when you can fix ?er!? ?You know what we?ll do then?? ?What?? ?We?ll break in.? ?Madame! Zat is not a reasonable solution at all! ?ow could you suggest-?


But Carline was ignoring her, and had already unlocked and opened the door. ?Madame! No!? Carline stepped inside, and looked around. It was dark in the house, all windows covered and all lights off. She turned to flip a light switch she?d noticed out of the corner of her eye, but was instead met with a sword in her face. The wielder of it was hidden in the darkness. ?Qui ?tes-vous?? ?Mademoiselle J?rmafi, non!? Tuicia had come in now and had just seen what was going on. ?Ne lui faite pas de mal!? She said urgently. ?La ferme! Vous ?tes la criminelle dans cette maison!? J?rmafi spat at her. She adjusted her sword to be able to strike either of them if they should move. ?Qui ?tes-vous?? She repeated.


?Tuicia, tell her that I can?t-? ?You don?t need to tell me anything,? J?rmafi said in clear, perfect English. ?I know your tongue. Who are you?? Slightly relieved that she could speak to her directly, Carline spoke the cover she?d come up with. ?I?m Clarice Pajuli. I?m a sorceress, and-? ?Another of you, then? What more do your kind want to do to me? You?ve already permanently scarred me!? ?No! We want to help you!? ?Help me?? There was a silence, during which the sword held steady. ?What would you gain from that?? ?N-nothing! I?ve just been told that you?re in need, and I want to help!? There was another silence. The sword slowly moved sideways, past Carline?s neck, and it hit the wall. After scraping against it a few times, it contacted the light switch, and J?rmafi raised it, turning on the light.


Natalie had not been exaggerating. Standing there was a woman in her low thirties, wearing lounging clothes of muted colors, but against her they almost looked vibrant. J?rmafi?s skin was paper white, as was her short hair, and her eyes a very pale blue. J?rmafi was squinting at them, looking as though she was putting in much effort to see them. She returned her weapon to its place of pointing at them. ?Do you see what your kind have done to me?? ?Don?t blame us all for one bad apple! You?re a sorceress yourself, aren?t you?? ??yes.? ?But I?m offering to fix it! I can?t restore your color, sorry, but I can restore your sight and skin!? J?rmafi?s sword relaxed slightly. ?Is that so? How do I know you?re not lying, that you?re not sent by Gartave to do something else to me? Can you prove it?? ?N-no, I? I can?t.?


At that, to Carline?s surprise, the weapon went down to the floor. ?Good.? ?What?? ?You didn?t have some excuse, some made-up alibi as to why you couldn?t be working with her. Because there is no solid way to prove something like that. Instead, you were honest.? She sheathed her sword. ?And if you break into my house, and directly address me instead of trying to skulk around, clearly you have intense desire to speak to me.? She paused as she considered. ?Or perhaps, something else.? J?rmafi gripped the hilt of her sword again. ?No, no! Just want to help you!? ?And how can you prove that?? ?If we?d wanted to harm you, I think I well could have already. I am a powerful sorceress after all.? ?Aye, that?s true.? J?rmafi walked over to a set of couches around a table, using her sheathed sword to poke around. She flopped down in one. ?I can tell, though, that Clarice is not your name. So I ask why you feel the need to give a false one.?


Carline and Tuicia also went over, but remained standing. ?I?m? well, uh? a name?s not important. I?m trying to anonymously be a do-gooder.? J?rmafi didn?t seem convinced by her lie, but didn?t press the issue either. ?Why me? Of all the people who you could be helping, why me?? ?Well, it was mostly Tuicia?s idea.? Tuicia waved shyly. ?Ah ?ad ?eard from one of ze former employees of ze brozhel zat you no longer are active as a Knight?? ?So what?? ?Ah don?t want you to be dis?eartened because of one incident? an organization like ze Knights, you should be out being a ?elp to everyone!? ?Fuck them. My superior doesn?t give a crap about my condition. Goddamn Dame Lynnley doesn?t care about what happened to me at all, only how much productivity I have.? ?So maybe it is just ?er! ?ave you tried getting anozher superior?? ??no.? J?rmafi admitted.


?I just wanted to try being a contributor to society by joining? and on my first mission, this happens? The world is a sick joke. It clearly wasn?t meant to be.? ?Dame J?rmafi!? Tuicia said. ?Zat is nozhing close to a proper mindset for a Knight like yourself! What ?appened to doing ze right sing, regardless of personal costs? Zat is one of ze sings zey swear by!? ?How do you know any of that?? ?Ah? may ?ave tried to apply for zem once?? J?rmafi sat and reconsidered it after hearing Tuicia?s passionate responses to her.


??alright then. Fine. If you?re so bent on this? If I can really trust you, sorceress? what have you got for me?? Carline came in front of her, looking down at her. ?I?ll need you to-? ?I will do whatever I please. You?re an intruding sorceress who broke into this house, and I have every right to be mistrusting, regardless of how sincere you seem.? Carline crouched down, and rolled up J?rmafi?s sleeve while she carefully watched. She placed her hands on J?rmafi?s arm. Her hands glowed, and a bit of magic departed them and went into her. ?That should do it,? Carline said. ?You should be able to handle sunlight now.? J?rmafi eyed her suspiciously. ?And how can I trust that it?ll work?? ?I?ll do the other part too. Then you?ll know.?


Carline put her hands to J?rmafi?s face, and the latter immediately gripped the hilt of her blade. ?N-no, no! Relax! I?m just doing this for potency!? Again her hands shone, and J?rmafi closed her eyes. ?This one feels very nice, Clarice?? ?I needed you to relax, y?know.? She then put in the real spell, and removed her hands. ?Now open them.? J?rmafi did so, and gasped. ?I-I can see you!? She quickly turned her head to face Tuicia. ?I can see you too!? ?There,? Carline said smugly. ?Trustworthy enough?? J?rmafi jumped up from the couch. ?Y-yes, thank you!? She ran into another room. Carline actually felt pretty good about this. ?The hell did I waste nine years of my life doing instead of things like this?? J?rmafi returned in short order. ?I?m still all pale, but? I can see again? I?d thought it was over with Gartave? you must be powerful?? ?So I?ve been told.? ?This is? incredible?? Tuicia cleared her throat. ?So, are you going to go back and return to ze Knights?? ?O-of course! Then maybe I?ll get a chance to get back at that Gartave bitch!? Carline looked at the happy woman. She seemed much more confident now. ?If you want, I can come back again, and try to fix your color?? ?Thanks, but? I?ll see if I can get Dame Fuleine to do it.? ?No, really, I?m sure Tuicia will bug me if I don?t.? ?It?s fine. Honest.? She suddenly got a look on her face like she?d thought of something. ?Actually, there is one thing??


J?rmafi had gone to being rather quiet and reserved after the last line. ?Girl-to-girl here, Gartave did do something else to me, but? it?s really embarrassing.? ?How so?? ?Well, um?? J?rmafi hesitated, and began to blush a little. ?Gartave? she made it so that?? She trailed off. ?I-it might be easier to just show you.? She grabbed the bottom of her shirt, and pulled up. ?J?rmafi! What?re you??? J?rmafi stopped and let her shirt rest above her chest, her average-sized breasts sitting in their bra. Of note was that her nipples were rock hard, showing clearly through it. ?She made it so? um? well, my nipples are constantly like this now. And I?m always the smallest bit aroused, all the time. Sometimes it even gets more intense, and I have no choice but to? but to? yeah.? ?I see?? ?What is the point of them doing this? Why did she do that?? ?I don?t know; I?ve never met her.? ?Well? can you fix it?? Carline stared at the perfectly white mounds. ?I don?t mean to brag (I really don?t; it?s kind of strange), but I actually have become pretty familiar with breasts??




J?rmafi waved the two goodbye, as they headed off to, ?Clarice? said, a motel or something for her and her friend to stay at overnight before they returned home. How nice of them, J?rmafi thought, that they would just show up and be miracle workers like that. And quite chatty the both of them. They?d all sat and talked for hours. J?rmafi wasn?t sure how, seeing as they were strangers to her. But by now the sun was setting, which meant Penelope should be getting home from her job soon. However, J?rmafi couldn?t wait that long to tell her the news. She immediately got on the phone.


?Penelope!? ?Yes? What is it, J?rmafi?? ?You?ll never guess what happened today.? ??um? did you go all day without running into anything?? ?Better.? ??went all day without running into anything, and didn?t confuse your toothpaste with-? ?No! It was amazing! These women came by!? ?Did you let them in?? ?No, they kinda came in by force.? ?Oh my god! Did you fight them off?? ?No, they weren?t hostile. They actually? Penelope, I can see!? ?What?? ?One of them, she was a sorceress! She fixed me!? ?J?rmafi, that?s incredible! Quick, read me the grocery list!? J?rmafi grabbed it and started reading. ?Oeufs, lait, boeuf-? ?Holy shit! That?s amazing!? ?And she fixed my skin problem too! ?or so she claims.? ?Did she fix? um? that one?? ?Yes, actually! Or, she said she did. She did it last thing before she left. She left me a note to read about it in case something goes wrong.? Suddenly she felt a light tingling in her chest. She gasped excitedly. ?A-actually, I think it?s happening now!? ?That?s great, J?rmafi! Anyway, I should be home in a few minutes. I can?t wait to see you, with how happy you sound! Bye!?


Penelope hung up the phone, and so did J?rmafi. She sighed a happy sigh. She would go back to the Knights first thing tomorrow, and then she could get her revenge on Gartave. The feeling in her breasts was wonderful too, and she debating having a little fun with them, but decided against it, since Penelope was due home shortly. Instead she opened the fridge and grabbed the milk jug, and poured some into the empty glass on the counter. She lifted it to drink, and gave her breasts a light feel with her other hand. ?Soon, you?ll go back to normal too? seems such a waste to not do anything with them now, though.? But then she froze.


Beneath her hand, her breasts felt distinctively larger. She set down her glass, and checked them out with her other hand too. It confirmed it. She grabbed both and held them up. She could feel that they were the smallest bit heavier, and see that they were the smallest bit bigger. ?What is this?? Now, as she held them, she could even feel their slow growth. ?How is this possible!?? She yelled to no one. Then she remembered the note her guest had left her. J?rmafi quickly snatched it up and began reading the text, taking a moment in her head to switch to English.


?Do not worry,? it said, ?when your breasts get a bit bigger. It?s the only thing I could think of to fix your nipple/arousal problem, and trust me, big boobs are quite nice.? ?What.? The Knight thought. ?She knows a spell to make breasts bigger?? She looked down at herself, as her breasts continued their slow expansion. ?There?s not much use fighting it? might as well deal with it.? She pulled down her shirt, as it had slightly come up from her growing mammaries. She grabbed her glass of milk again and downed it, and set it back on the counter. Then she turned her attention back to her chest. ?Wow? this feels great?? She grabbed one, and began to softly feel it. ?Oh my??


The sorceress may have promised that J?rmafi?s constant horniness would be at an end afterwards, but right now, she felt pretty good. She went over to one of the couches, sat down, and began to grope herself. ?Ohh? this is amazing? I wonder how big they?re gonna get?? Even now, her formerly non-notable breasts were taking on a nice size and shape, and so her self-fondling intensified a bit too. Her shirt was tightening, and she thought the feeling was wonderful. She could also feel her breasts slowly coming out of the cups of her bra, the feeling of the undergarment going down them turning her on more. ?Oh yes? d-don?t stop??


She made a bit of a detour to help push it off while she felt herself, and was satisfied when she felt her bra go down her torso and rest at her hips. It lay there, exposed from her lack of shirt down there, since that was being pulled up again. J?rmafi stuck one of her white hands up under her shirt and began stroke her breast from beneath, and it felt even more wonderful like that. So, she grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up, fully exposing her milk-white bosom. Her nipples were large and erect, and unlike the rest of her, they had the very faintest bit of pink to them.


She lightly squeezed the bumps, trying still to find a balance between enjoying herself with this and yet not losing herself. Her breasts grew ever larger all the while, ramping up how good it felt. She opened her eyes, and looked down at herself, and they went wide with surprise. She hadn?t been paying any attention to exactly how big her breasts were getting, and they were now quite large, DDs at the least. ?N-no, stop, stop!? J?rmafi grabbed them and flattened them against herself. ?Stop growing, damn you! I need to be able to fit in my armor!?


But even then they pushed against her. ?Shit. Shit!? She stood up, now more worried than aroused. Her breasts were getting into the fake-looking-surgery-enhanced size now, nearing her head, but she felt their softness beneath her hands, and they were all too real. She hurried over to the note, hand over her bosom to keep it from moving too much. She grabbed it off the counter and read it again. ?This is more than just a bit bigger, damn it!? But as she swore, she felt her breasts come to a sudden stop. She looked down at her engorged breasts. They were huge, perfectly white, and jiggly. She hefted one as a test. They were pretty heavy, too. ?How am I gonna get my breastplate on now?? J?rmafi lamented.


She looked down at the note again, and noticed that there was more writing on it now. ?So, I may have made them more than a bit bigger.? It now said beneath the previous text. ?Sorry about that; it?s a perversion of mine. If you don?t like them, though, I?ll fix them when I?m there to fix your albinism. It?ll be fun ♥? And then beneath it was written a simple ?~Carline?


J?rmafi slammed her fist into the countertop, sending her impressively-sized mammaries moving. ?Goddamn sorceresses! Always some catch with them!? She froze again as she heard the click of the front door unlocking, and it opening. ?Hi, J?rmafi, I?m back. How are you doing?? The Knight turned without thinking, showing her heaving breasts and her naked colorless torso, and the former jiggled nicely from the movement. ?Oh! I?? Penelope?s eyes bulged out of her head. ?J?rmafi? what did you??? The blonde sputtered. ?I? well?? J?rmafi grabbed for one, trying to cover the most offending part. As she did, she noticed something. ?H-hey? at least my nipples aren?t hard anymore!?

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In the context of the story, all speech and thought after Carline and Tuicia leave should be in French. So use your imagination.

And speaking of French (once again thanks to DevonCory for the translations), here's what they were saying:

At the door- "Hello? Is anyone home? Is a J?rmafi Laurent there?"

The exchange between Tuicia and J?rmafi at the door -
"Please, if you are J?rmafi, we only want to help you."
?I don?t care! Leave!?
?Please, Miss Laurent, we can help! We-?
?I don?t care! Go away! Piss off! Get the hell away from here! I will call the police!?

J?rmafi just kept asking who Carline was when they were inside, and

Tuicia and J?rmafi when sword was to Carline -
?Do not hurt her!?
?Shut up! You are the criminal in this house!?

[DevonCory]

It was interesting seeing the actual process without Anni or Carline around. It made the whole thing more... intimate? Fun stuff.

I still have difficulties wrapping my mind around the fact that this is a modern setting with cars and televisions and other trappings of science. By default, I just picture everything as if it was in the 1600s or 1700s.

[Chaos Echo]

Originally Posted by DevonCory

I still have difficulties wrapping my mind around the fact that this is a modern setting with cars and televisions and other trappings of science. By default, I just picture everything as if it was in the 1600s or 1700s.

Yeah... originally, I probably would have done something like that, but I didn't feel like putting in the research and such required to find out what things were like back then.

So, instead you get this anachronistic world.

[keybladeknight]

chaos u r doing a great job when i read the 4 chapter or the dark but light were i though Tuicia was going to die it made me cry but when Praeli can to save the day i know Tuiciawas goin to be ok i love it keep up the great work

[sadmanofshadows]

I liked these last two chapters!
I like Tuicia's back story!
Solving a hornyness problem with breast growth *thumbs up*
Best way possible!

[DevonCory]

Originally Posted by sadmanofshadows

Solving a hornyness problem with breast growth *thumbs up*
Best way possible!

Yeah, it seems like it would actually exacerbate the problem. Though I'm not sure I'd call that a problem in the first place.

"Hum... enhancement of the mammary glands do not seem to calm down the subject. Let's try bigger."

[sadmanofshadows]

Originally Posted by DevonCory

Yeah, it seems like it would actually exacerbate the problem. Though I'm not sure I'd call that a problem in the first place.

"Hum... enhancement of the mammary glands do not seem to calm down the subject. Let's try bigger."

Hahaha Sounds good to me!

[Chaos Echo]

A note for everyone who reads this:

Turns out my classes give me much less free time this semester than last, so the story will be... it's not a hiatus, since I still write when I get the chance, but the rate will be significantly slowed until I finish the semester (but I really, really hope to be done with it before then).