Spells of Enhancement
There's something to say about monotonous lifestyles being smooshed in the face by a pair of gigantic breasts. Confirm or Refuse?
It is your choice!
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Spells of Enhancement, by DragonMasterX.
Ariane had spent most of her life training her magical ability through intense regimes and sheer determination. The young witch spent her time studying various ways to implement the art of her craft as to take advantage of both commodity and practicality. Even with her bubbly, happy-go-lucky disposition, Ariane showed to be a girl of promise, boasting enormous magical power. Spells and incantations that would take one years to learn were mastered in less than a tenth of the time by the jolly sorceress; as a result, her peers were jealous of her prowess. Perhaps the most infuriating trait that brought on such negative attention was the fact that Ariane was so oblivious to her surroundings, and the fact her body had developed with gorgeous womanly curves.
Not a day went by without Ariane receiving gawks of either jealousy or pure lust from her peers that she frequently ignored, not to avoid undesirable social contact, but due to her own naiveté. Aloof of the very specific feelings she elicited on people, the jolly yet powerful witch often strutted about in only her purple raiment that left little to imagination.
Her older sister Aira was maybe the most jealous girl of all, a result of living together with her sibling. Ariane was oblivious to it as well, even if Aira often showed it to Ariane's face. "Come on, Ariane, share some of that!" Aira would yell every time she surprised Ariane from behind, using her hands to grope her chest. Ariane only giggled when this happened.
Puberty had granted Ariane with huge, firm yet soft breasts. The spherical mounds jutted out from her pectorals like overly ripe melons and needed little help in forming natural cleavage, yet the purple garments' top pushed her voluptuous chest up to give the image of perfect roundness while at the same time showing off plenty of skin. The raiment continued down on her slim waist on the sides but left her midriff completely exposed with her bellybutton in plain view.
But that wasn't all her body had to offer. Ariane was the proud owner of wide, womanly thick hips topped with a heart-shaped pair of buttocks on her behind. Her long legs were accentuated by the skin-hugging material of her raiment, which was cut to reveal nearly all of her inner thighs and had a heart-shaped window on her butt. While the sorceress stretched her clothes to obscenity, Ariane's choices in accessories were big contrasts. She wore small triangle ribbons on either side of her head, wearing her dark purple mane of supple hair in twin-tails flowing down her back while two other locks framed her face. Her hairdo also got Ariane a lot of attention, but her ribbon topped sandals also revealed her cute feet.
In spite of her outrageously overdeveloped feminine features, Ariane had fair white, almost baby soft skin and unnatural yet glamorous violet eyes, further enhancing the picture of cuteness her face represented. It was odd for people to connect her carefree attitude and provocative looks on her with her uncanny skill and power, so as a result Ariane was often left blinking in wonder of why so many people were so grumpy and rude to her for no reason.
Ariane got a break from that when she and her sister moved into the forest for a tranquil, unbothered life in the wild. Left to her own devices Ariane was more than capable of teaching herself by now. She was always devouring book after book of magic spells, adding to her already impressive repertoire of awesome tricks.
The only time Ariane had to be bothered to interact with people was when she had to take a trip to the city in search of new tomes of knowledge to purchase. Aira usually took her to the library when they were on an outing. In spite of being the older one, Aira was smaller in every sense of the word: She was shorter and less endowed, flat even. The sibling resemblance was there, they were both cute doll-faced witch sisters, wearing similar garments and accessories, but when it came to sexual appeal the difference was clear. This understandably led Aira to become the most jealous person of her sister.
On one of their usually monotonous, quiet days, Ariane came down the stairs wearing only a towel, hair wet. The towel stretched over the middle of Ariane's chest, her cleavage was well in sight. Aira, who had lifted her eyes to greet her sister, became instantly aggravated by the beauty she was beholding. "Damnit!" Aira thought as she noticed how her younger sister's boobs almost spilled out of the towel and her long, sleek womanly legs exposed so gorgeously. "We have to get bigger towels..." she thought quietly. Ariane approached her sister with a bright smile on her face.
"Hey sis! What's for breakfast?" Ariane cheerfully asked. Aira almost face-plummeted to her desk, having been expecting a completely different remark.
"It's lunch-time already, ya bird brain!" Aira replied. "Sheesh, least you could do is wake up at a normal time!" Ariane blinked slowly, and then brought a hand to her mouth as she yawned. Irritated, Aira pounced her over the desk. "Come on, you big boobed cow!" yelled Aira, "I told you to wake up early to help me with the groceries!" But no matter how much Aira shook her larger sister, she was far too physically weak to make her stumble.
"Oh, sorry. I must have stayed up all night reading again! Heehee," the young witch replied, bonking the side of her head playfully while sticking her tongue out. Aira groped Ariane hard, causing her to moan.
"If you're not gonna share, then the least you could do is stop abusing your time off!" Aira reprimanded while kneading those huge knockers as if they were dough. Ariane couldn't stop moaning until Aira actually let her go.
"Oooh my!" Ariane gasped as her voluminous breasts bounced like basketballs, somehow contained within the towel. When her chest finally calmed down, Ariane was left wondering about her sister's outburst, but then just gave her a soft smile. "Are we eating out then?"
Aira stopped to take a small sigh and then as if giving up responded with a brisk and cold. "Yes."
"Yay! Oh I'll change then!"
"Yeah well, hurry up. I've been waiting for you all morning!"
"Why didn't you wake me up then?" asked the younger yet taller girl as her towel glowed and transmogrified into her purple raiment. Ribbons appeared and tied Ariane's hair into twin-tails and another pair adorned the top of her sandals. Aira was fighting her urge to tackle Ariane again.
"You sleep like a log, that's why!"
"Oh." Ariane seemed dumbfound, staring apologetically at her older sister. Aira folded her arms.
"Hmph. You're buying me lunch for this, that'll be your punishment."
"Whaaaat? Don't be so mean, sis! I didn't mean to oversleep..." Ariane whined, but Aira would have none of it. She thought this was fair; after all, Ariane had stood her up more than once already!
Soon, the siblings found themselves in town. As expected by Aira, tons of bystanders turned their heads at the pair. As expected by Aira, none of them were beckoned by her cute looks, and instead drooled at the sight of Ariane's jiggling tits and bubbly ass. Aira smacked her buxom sister's ass to hurry her up. "Let's go, Ariane; this place's full of perverts!"
After a quick lunch in a local café, the siblings decided to hold off on grocery-shopping after noticing a new library had opened up in town. The place looked dusty, as if the owner had purposely appropriated the place without any intention of renovating, let alone dusting off. "Woooow, I've never seen so many books!" exclaimed Ariane as she and her sister opened the door, ringing the customer bell by extension.
Aira seemed pensive as she looked around the place, muttering to herself. "Yeah, maybe got some asset transference spell-books here."
"What?" Ariane blinked.
"Hey, there comes the owner. Hello!" Aira hurried to say, waving to the hunched-over bearded old-man.
"Welcome, welcome to Dusty's Pages. What can I help you with today?" the owner greeted with a smile. Aira smirked and approached forwards, hands on her sides.
"Yes. We're the Cevaille sisters. You might have heard of our exploits. I am..."
"Oh yes! The young Ariane. I've heard about you from the locals."
Nearly popping a vein, Aira banged her fists on the counter, "No! I'm not Ariane. She's the baby sister, I'm the older one!" the infuriated Aira barked as she pointed at herself. The owner blinked and looked about with a curious expression.
"Dear girl, I'm sorry. But where is your sister then?" The question made Aira's eyes blink in surprise.
"Why she's the over stacked cow behind me of course..." Aira turned around to display her younger yet bigger sister in disdain but then became as dumbfound as the owner when they saw neither hide nor hair of the curvy sorceress. "Oh weasel tails! Ariane where did you get off to?!"
It wasn't uncommon for Ariane to lose herself in places packed with magic books. Her eyes hungrily stared at the packed tomes as she walked down the bookcase hallways. Several famous, classic titles reminded her of fond passages she had once read. "Advanced Alchemy IV, Transformation Spells by Ladbout Jr., Incantation's Ill Effects..."
While some girls went crazy in clothing stores as big as this book shop, Ariane found comfort surrounded by so much knowledge. She was strolling down, enjoying herself among the large collection of books. The tall bookcases contained more and more familiar titles as well as names that Ariane had never heard of before. Eventually she got curious by a thicker tome whose glyphs she could not translate. Ariane walked closer to it, pushing her chest against the bookcase as she stood tip-toed in an effort to reach the item of interest. Ariane put her brain to work as she tried to make out the symbols, relating them to similar ones she actually knew about. "Beut... hick?" she pronounced without clarity, reaching to grab the book; perhaps if she read the contents it would make more sense to her. To Ariane's surprise, the tome began to shake the moment her delicate fingers touched it; before she knew it, the book seemed to lean down before it slammed directly on her chest. "Oof!"
Ariane landed with a big thud, letting out a grunt of discomfort. She landed on her sexy bubble butt, which cushioned the fall but the surprise had rendered her immobile. "Did that book just attack me...?"
"Ariane! What're you doing?" Aira's voice turned Ariane's attention to her sister, who was standing by the book store owner. Dusty cocked his head to the side, his aged eyes more interested on the spell book atop Ariane's tits instead of her chest. "This isn't a playground, ugh. I'm sorry, Mr. Dusty."
"Oh, that is quite alright, dear Aira." The old man cleared his throat before speaking, "There was no damage was it? Are you alright, Ms. Ariane?"
"Y-yeah. Uhm, what is this book. Mr. Dusty?" Ariane meekly asked, not wanting to sound rude; she was now not sure if she had caused the book to fall or if it had moved on its own.
"Actually, I'm not quite sure, dear."
Aira folded her arms dubiously. "What do you mean you're not sure? This IS your book shop isn't it?"
"That is correct but I'm not sure I've ever seen that book before." Dusty was scratching his head now. Aira looked down at the book lodged between Ariane's breasts and her cheeks instantly puffed out in annoyance. She rushed to her sister's side and then pulled the tome out from the deep cleavage.
"Typical of you, showing off even in front of senior citizens." Aira rolled her eyes, leaving behind a confused Ariane as she walked back to Dusty with the book in hand. The glyphs seemed oddly familiar to Aira, who stopped to properly read the title. "Beauty & Power Unlimited..." she quietly murmured, widening her eyes and gasping. Aira lowered the book and looked back at Ariane then back at Dusty. "Uh, so you don't know what this book is?" the short witch reassured.
"It doesn't look familiar... in fact; those glyphs look very, very ancient. Ah, my memory isn't what it used to be. And I doubt even you two have learned the dialect necessary to translate this."
"Hmm, well, what if I want to study it?" Aira smiled, purposely leaving out the fact she DID have the skill to read this particular tome. "Can I buy it from you?"
"To be fair, dear, that book might not be mine," Dusty repeated, this time scratching his chin in wonder. "I know each and every copy of the thousands of books I have in my humble shop. And yet that one is not familiar to me. You may have it if you want."
"What? You mean it? For free?" Aira's eyes widened, unable to hold her smile back.
"It wouldn't feel right to charge for something that might not even be mine, oh ho ho." Dusty chuckled, "I've heard you two are diligent students. I'm sure you'll be able to make sense of it faster than I can recall how to even translate the title!"
"Oh wow. Thanks, Mr. Dusty! I'll take good care of it."
At that point, a smiling Ariane stood up and walked behind her sister, leaning over to look at the book curiously, inadvertently pushing her enormous chest down on Aira's head. "Oooh, isn't that great, sis? We get a new book! I was curious about the dialect it's written in. Will you start studying it tonight?"
Aira almost growled. "YES." She said sharply, speaking between her teeth. "Now get your udders off my head!" she jumped, knocking Ariane back with a whimper. "And you don't get to read it until I'm done with it tonight, got it?" she stammered, pointing at her sister.
"Oh, okay." The bubbly yet disappointed Ariane responded, huffing a bit. Ariane was almost as eager to read the book as Aira.
The grocery trip eventually got cancelled in favor of the siblings going back to the woods, where Ariane was tasked by Aira to clean the whole house while she studied. "You've been slacking off your duties lately! So fair's fair."
Ariane couldn't only pout and beg in protest. "But siiiis...! I have more of my books to read..."
"You mean the books you've been reading all night that prevent you from waking up at a normal time?"
"Yes! Those... uhm..." Ariane twiddled her fingers innocently, realizing she had just undone herself. "Maybe I can read a book and then clean?"
"No. Do it all now. Sooner you're done, sooner you get the rest of the night off!" Aira calmly explained; her taller sister pouted again but since Aira wasn't allowing it, she slumped away to enchant the brooms and buckets. "And don't slack off! The moment you stop paying attention those brooms break everything!"
"Yes, sis..." a disgruntled Ariane said from the other side of the house. Aira was finally alone. She hurried to her study with the book of Beauty & Power Unlimited in her arms. Almost bouncing the young sorceress skipped along to room, nearly kicking it open while lost in the exuberance of the prospect.
The pages in the tome introduced the origins of the unique sorcerer's item that came to be after a powerful goddess gave a man she loved the secret of god-like magical power and physical beauty. It was meant to help the goddess' loved one process the knowledge and help him reach the same level of godhood so they could be together. The goddess left for the heavens and spent time in celibacy while giving her loved one time to research and master his newfound power. The introduction was incomplete. No one knew what became of the man after the goddess left.
"But this book is rumored to hold the power of the goddess in it!" Aira bounced up and down like an excited schoolgirl and almost giggling like one. "The chosen man wrote all of what he did in this book, and it is said that its user can channel power through his words on paper. Mmm! I can almost feel the power at the tip of my fingers...!" she grinned widely, then immediately brought her hands down to her flat chest. "Finally, I'll have boobs!"
"Sis, is everything okay? Do you need help with your bras or something? I heard..."
Aira shut her mouth and cleared her voice, stopping herself from making anymore rattling. "Damn, I forgot to keep my voice down..." groaning a bit the petite witch responded loudly: "Don't mind me. Continue cleaning and don't bother me while I'm studying!" When Aira was sure Ariane had returned to her duties for the night, the elder sister proceeded to open the big red tome. Containing passages that seemed older than time itself, the reading proved quite a challenge even to Aira's trained eyes. Tens of dozens of different symbols that would make little sense to any common mortal barely translated to legible sentences to Aira. She quickly was getting frustrated as she turned the pages, spending nearly a complete hour trying to read the book.
"Oh screw this!" Aira finally said, growling as she turned several pages at the same time in frustration. "No need to do preliminary tests, the high tier spells should be here!" Aira tried her hardest at finding the incantations she needed. A sentence caught her eye at the end of page 51 which made her grin widely. "Yes! This is what I'm looking for..." she carefully read over the introduction on the spell and triple-checked her translation to get rid of ambiguities until Aira could tell it really was what she needed; she didn't want to accidentally turn into a giraffe or something like that.
"Hah! Yes, the power is mine!" the witch concluded as her hands glowed, ready to channel her powers with the words she was about to speak, "End the Flatness, Bring the Bustiness! Grow!" Aira lightly clapped her hands, her raiment glowing with power for a brief moment as the magic flowed through her body. Aira moaned as her chest felt an unusual tightness which marked the start of the process. A tingling sensation spread in Aira's small breasts as they began to add a few inches... then immediately stopped. "What?!" the outraged witch couldn't hold her anger back. Her boobies hadn't grown more than a couple of inches bigger! "Th-this isn't even a cup-size bigger! Gah! Stupid book!" Aira was becoming red with fury, embarrassed by the circumstances. She began to flip page after page in mad anger, searching for a similar spell to further add to her still small chest. With her unfocused mind however the book only proved to have more riddles than answers. Eventually, the frustrated witch threw the book at the wall. Aira then collapsed on her bed, grumbling, "Hmph! Stupid ancient book with its stupid underpowered spells..."
She fell asleep complaining to a good number of deities in very foul language.
The next morning, Aira woke up early in the morning and decided she had had enough of magic for the weekend. A normal breakfast with homemade pancakes would calm her down. That would have been if the cupboards had anything left inside of them! "Oh weasel tails! We didn't buy anything from the grocery after I got the book yesterday..."
Annoyed, Aira let out a sigh as she turned around, then noticed how everything was neat and organized in the house. "Oh, right. Ariane must've stayed up all night cleaning... Nngh, guess I'll have to go make the purchases myself." Disgruntled but at the same time motivated by her hunger, Aira decided to leave a note before she left for town again.
Ariane woke up sprawled on her bed, her raiment still on. Her silky hair was a mess. No matter how powerful a witch was, making sure familiars or animated objects did not go out of control was a taxing activity, especially when there were so many cleaning and organizing. The young witch sat up on her bed with a yawn and wriggling her toes she jumped off. "Upsy daisy! So groggy..."Ariane threw her hand to the side and the ringing alarm clock stopped, then instantly flew to her palm. "Oh, it's actually still early!"
Giggling to herself, Ariane rushed downstairs with eager anticipation for some morning pancakes. She had been oversleeping the last few days, so she hadn't had the chance to eat some. It was still half past nine, she was on time! But Aira was nowhere to be seen, calling out to her was fruitless. There weren't ingredients in the cupboards either. She gently smacked her cheek and pouted, "That's right! We didn't have time to buy groceries yesterday because of that book and..." as Ariane turned around, she noticed the open door to the study. Ariane remembered yesterday's events and how special that book Aira got seemed to be. "Aira isn't around... I wonder if that big book is in the study...?"
The sister's study was a perfectly cubic room with three very tall bookcases chock full of information. Ariane carefully made her way into the study and blinked in surprise as she found the book open on the reading desk. Curiosity getting the better of her, the witch couldn't help but sitting her ample behind at the chair. "Oooh... Mr. Dusty was right. This is highly complex ancient dialect..."
Ariane instantly became absorbed into reading the book. She had the habit of soaking up information as fast as she read her books, so the introduction was the first thing that warmed her heart. Spell after spell, origins thereof and the background for the experiments led with those in mind captivated the sorceress' mind. Ariane became so engrossed that she failed to notice the aura glowing around her body; she was only interrupted when the actual book began to stir and fly off her hands. "Huh?!"
"Ohh baby, I can't hold it in anymore!" the floating book rolled in the air, flapping its leather straps, smacking its pages together as if it was an actual mouth speaking. "Look at those gorgeous knockers, can't believe I've been away from them for so long! Nngaah!" the book then proceeded to slam into Ariane, lodging itself neatly between her breasts. A baffled Ariane blinked, arms spread away from herself.
"Oh dear! Are you a talking book?" Ariane seemed surprised; the book was too busy making motor-boat sounds against her shapely melons to care about the redundant question. Ariane reached to poke to the book lightly.
"Sweet delicious, huuuuge booooobs!" the book almost giggled in delight.
"Um, excuse me..." the girl continued, eventually removing the tome from her bosom's crevice. "Are you a spirit in a book?"
"Ohh baby, look at your face, such a doll-face, what a beauty!" the book seemed to rattle in Ariane's hands. "Mm-hmm! But I don't think it's enough to beat those jugs girl. I have to say I was heartbroken!"
"Heartbroken?"
"Yes! For I tried to cuddle your big boobies yesterday, but then that flat-chested witch tore me from your side! Now I can be happy, oh so happy! Ohh baby."
"Hmm, you still haven't answered any of my questions. Your introduction said the knowledge of a man whose goddess fell in love with him is stored within... What is that knowledge you're talking about, Mr. Book?"
"Ohh baby, yes!" the book seemed to perk up, as if everything he had just done meant very little in comparison to what was to come. "Go to page 51, read the first word every two paragraphs for the first page and the first word every three paragraphs on the following! Finally, read every other word on the last paragraph starting from the first!" The book seemed more than eager; Ariane hadn't reached that far in the book and hated to skim past, but she was very curious about the book's cryptic message.
"Oh, okay! Let's see..." Ariane proceeded to force the book open, making the clearly male voice squirm. "Oh sorry! I'll be gentle now..." she reassured, flipping pages until she was at her destination. Ariane read the hidden message and blinked a bit, it was something like a limerick if she put certain rhythm to it.
"C'mon! Ooh baby, I want to hear you speak those words! Do it!" Ariane puffed her cheeks out a bit, annoyed at the pressure; but she thought she would give it a try anyway. The message read as follows:
"Word of Enchantment open the way; for all the power and beauty will obey. Choose this Elegant beauty to Enhance; Expand and Endow, put the strength in my hands. Empower these words and acknowledge this enterprise; make a goddess out of me, Enlarge and Energize!"
"Oh, what a pretty song that makes!" Ariane smiled to herself, but the book said nothing. She looked down at the tome having expected a remark or observation, but before she could ask, the book suddenly flew forwards and slammed into her chest again.
"Yes! Yesss! You've done it, ohh baby, you've done it! Happiness!" The happy book took Ariane by surprise as it actually began to physically sink into her voluptuous chest until it vanished completely. Ariane reached to touch her breasts, blinking as she found no trace of the spell book.
"That was so odd... I... oohh!" Ariane's sentence was interrupted by a moan as she suddenly felt her breasts grow really hot. Ariane looked down with a gasp; her jugs vibrating much like before when the book was motor-boating them. The large breasts were pushing hard against the top of her raiment, stretching out and enlarging. "Ohhhh... m-my chest is... ahh!" she moaned again, feeling her butt push out as well, forcing the chair to drag backwards. Ariane stood up with one hand on her chest and the other on her inflating behind.
The aura around her was becoming much brighter, enveloping her entire body in a golden shimmer as Ariane could feel a source of unimaginable power suddenly feed into her being. Speechless, the witch could only feel her enlarging parts as they became bigger and bigger, but then something else took her by surprise. Her shins were pushing the chair back, becoming bigger along with the rest of her. Ariane's figure was improving, becoming even more feminine, but she was also expanding and becoming rapidly taller. Inch upon inch stacked on her already tall body, swelling into Amazonian proportions in under a minute. "O-oh my, what's happening to me?!" the growing witch moaned louder.
The sorceress' raiment she wore was a special magical garment used by witches that practice the trade regularly. It was stretching over her expanding frame and curves, made of special fabric to adapt to the wearer. But now Ariane's top and bottom were becoming super stretched thanks to her conspicuously large bosom, and as the flesh added unto itself at its current speed was making the fabric groan in protest. The swelling witch grunted a bit and bowed after her head hit the ceiling. "Ahh! I'm getting so big so fast!"
But no amount of whimpering stopped the young girl's growth. Her breasts were so big that she couldn't hold them in her hands anymore, the flesh spilling past her fingers. The more she had to bend over to fit her new height in the study, the more her inflating buttocks sank against the bookcase behind her. The bookcases to the side began to sandwich her humongous hips as Ariane tried to kneel down to keep her back from hitting the ceiling. "Ahh! I'm trapped!" she gasped, throwing her arm out in an attempt to escape through the door, but she was way too big to pass through by then.
But no longer than a second after she uttered those words, a surge of power energized the growing amazon, forcing her right arm that suddenly and involuntarily thrust forwards, decimating the entrance of the study. Her other arm curled in reflex, elbowing the left wall of the study down. The destruction continued as her legs and growing butt knocked the opposite wall down, causing the ceiling and second floor to begin crumbling down on poor Ariane. The whimpering girl couldn't hear herself scream as her own immense tits muffled her voice, making her chew on her own silky smooth flesh. Ariane grew larger, her back and head invading the second floor as the back of her feet ruined the living room behind. Her right arm couldn't stop snaking forwards, quickly making it out through the hall and smashing the main entrance to pieces.
The more Ariane ran out of room, the louder the cabin creaked, the wood starting to crack into splinters as her body pushed everything out. The expansion only intensified, making Ariane wonder when it would stop. The young witch whimpered again as some of the dislodged, broken wood began to prod her groin as her bottom retreated against the house. The sensitiveness of her gigantic growing parts had become such that even the lightest stroke was making her moan out of pleasure. Ariane was unaware of why it felt so good, but it did! She was quickly losing herself not only to the growth process but also the pleasure she was receiving; she involuntarily rocked her hips backwards, smashing her massive, sexy booty against the crumbling walls while the wood continued to stimulate her womanhood through the fabric of her raiment.
But Ariane couldn't take much more of this, the house had not been made to contain a human of her size, but it was still trying! It was this false attempt at containment that was making her grow weary of her confines, making Ariane groan in discomfort, tighten the grip of her hands and curl her toes against her sandals. Her expanding mass was becoming too much for the forest cabin, and Ariane wasn't about to be crushed under her own weight!
And then with a loud crash, the entire cabin exploded as Ariane outgrew it. She sat up with a relieved sigh after feeling freedom and fresh air against her fair skin. Ariane shifted herself, unassuming of the debris harmlessly bouncing off the golden aura surrounding her body. The 25ft. tall giantess panted as she slowly got up to her feet, but immediately lost her balance after clumsily tripping over the basement stairs. "Owie!"
Down below a bear who had been unusually held up trying to get honey from a honeycomb on a tree became startled when suddenly purple and pink spheres three times its size crash landed before him. The impact sent the bear fleeing for its life while the landing got trees stuck in between the giantess' gigantic breasts. "Ohhh wow... my boobies have gotten so big!" she half-giggled, half moaned. The truth was the multitude of leaves rattling plus the rough bark of the trees was rubbing nicely against her much more sensitive skin. Her tits were especially stimulated to the point she couldn't help herself; Ariane grabbed them and began fondling energetically, her moaning escalating in volume as she felt herself growing larger still, her raiment starting to glow red.
The magic clothes were used not only as a scanty getup, but also provided resistance to harmful spells and additionally was meant to conform to one's body shape, thus it was great for shape-shifters. But Ariane's growth was so rampant and unstoppable, her curvy figure expanding so fast, that the raiment could not keep up, the fabric starting to dig into her growing tits and ass cheeks. As her body expanded in every direction with her butt crack swallowing the trees behind her, she could feel her still clothed groin get scratched by the bark as well. Ariane couldn't stop her hands from clutching and squeezing her growing breasts, the mounds rapidly outdoing the rest of her body along with her ass cheeks.
Ariane's tits hung down, squishing against the ground, their growth causing trees to snap against the increasing weight. She had so much mass in her hands that she couldn't summon the strength necessary to squeeze all of her chest, so she had to make do with the sections she could reach. The raiment was stretching audibly, making Ariane feel that confining sensation again; she knew what was going to happen. Looking down she watched as the top stretched over her nipples and finally after shaking her gargantuan chest a couple times managed to pop the fabric off. The bottom part was being eaten by Ariane's swelling butt crack, stretching it to the point it began to turn into a thin string. The bigger and taller Ariane grew, the redder her raiment glowed.
At one point, Ariane's form began to overtake the forest, whole patches of trees disappearing under her ostensibly big mammaries. Her ass bowled over dozens more as it inflated like a pair of beach balls attached to her back.
Everything about Ariane was rapidly improving. Her curves were getting immense enhancements, forcing the painfully stretched, crimson glowing raiment to finally snap like a thread and explode, exposing the beautiful, highly feminine giant body to the elements. Her legs had enlarged and become even longer, sleeker displays of Ariane's feminine appearance; her fair skin had become even brighter, and her hair had also destroyed her ribbons, freeing her mane so it freely flowed among her smooth back all the way down to her perfectly round ass.
"Oh, elements, my breasts are gigantic!" Finally mustering up the strength to stand up, Ariane did her best to hold her humongous breasts by having to use both of her arms. In the short time she had been lost to her own world of pleasure and expansion, Ariane had unknowingly kept swelling taller; and now she towered above the land at over 1000ft. tall! Ariane's tits hung down well past her navel and had bloated to incredible sizes, enough so they proudly rested on atop her flawless mid-section, bordering along her curvaceous hips. Her ass had not stayed behind, Ariane's buttocks rivaling the size of her boobs. Both her hyper-pronounced front and behind were enough to project their formidable shadows that swallowed the light that was meant for the ground below. "My tushie's so so so big too! But it still feels soft and squishy... yet firm..." The giant witch looked back, shaking her oversized hips as if to convince herself. Ariane almost stumbled from the force of the weighty ass cheeks, but she could feel herself getting stronger. She was able to stand up with all the extra weight and altered center of gravity after all. The truth was, she wasn't only quickly growing, she was also gaining supernatural strength thanks to the spell the book had her cast earlier.
With power swirling within, Ariane's body couldn't stop swelling. Her magic power was becoming unparalleled, even if she did not notice. Any spell she might want to cast would become massively destructive even if it wasn't meant to destroy. Her height was increasing at a much faster rate as a result, although to prevent immobility her curves stopped inflating. Instead, the spell fully concentrated on her height and powers, making her aura expand further. Over a mile in size already, Ariane's eyes widened when she noticed the ground was cracking and large boulders (which to her looked like fragments) were starting to levitate around her, indubitably due to the swelling in magic power. Ariane, so focused with her expansion, completely forgot to restrain her magical strength, which by now would enable her to absolutely wipe out a small city with a single fireball. Just her aura on its own was sufficient to upset the very elements surrounding her gargantuan body. Ariane shut her eyes.
The witch had to make sure she did as little damage as she could. She couldn't control her power up spell anymore as every aspect of her being, of her very existence was being enhanced. Her expansion was accelerating, and her power was growing even more, wilder and out of control. Ariane focused harder, trying to suppress the unbridled energy coursing through her veins. Her aura only intensified as she passed two miles, then three, then four; but in relation to her, it was finally starting to shrink and go back to outlining her otherworldly, beautiful skin. Ariane gasped in relief when she stopped feeling the unrest of the earth below her, she let her arms drop behind her and relaxed her legs; Ariane was glad that despite the enlargement of her ass and chest, the physical strength that she had gained allowed her to freely move like before. When Ariane reopened her eyes, she nearly lost her balance when she realized she was staring down at the mountain-side. "Ahhh! All that suppressed power made me grow even bigger FASTER!"
"Just how big am I...? Oh dear, are these clouds?!" The young, overpowered witch brought a hand to her cheek in confusion, inevitably causing her massive assets to jiggle even with the slightest of movements. Ariane got vertigo from the sudden change in perspective and panic, so she jumped at the rocky peak in front of her. The giantess hugged herself to the earthen spire, or tried to anyway. What she actually did was a feeble attempt at wrapping her arms around her impossibly large breasts, and by extension, crushed the mountain between them. Her butt bounced like a pair of basketballs, the hefty buttocks smashing the ground at the base of the mountain she was clinging to with each bounce.
Ariane began to moan as she inadvertently humped the rocky mountain, her body so strong that what should have hurt her delivered pleasure to her nerves instead. "Ahhngh... what is this? Feels so good... like back at home...!" Ariane couldn't hold it in for long this time. She was so focused in preventing her growing magic power from obliterating whatever was around her that she couldn't restrain her primal urges stemming from accidental rubbing against the mountain's surface. So then Ariane started to hump her hips forwards, smashing herself against the mountain, in order to duplicate the effect. Ariane's perfect doll-like face gained a reddish color as she felt lust take over, her hips wouldn't stop, her juices running down on the mountain like a waterfall.
"Ahh! Why does this feel so... soo... mmmnngh...!" Ariane couldn't finish a single thought, much less a sentence, as her pleasure increased with every new thrust, understandably becoming better at pleasing her own flesh each time. Sexual climax forced Ariane to scream out loud as she arched back, her final pelvic thrust demolishing the once proud, tall mountain that she had quickly outsized during the lustful session. She fell forwards without the comparatively tiny spire's leverage, her monstrously large boobs smooshing hundreds of miles worth of ground and the equally monstrous ass on her back mooned everything behind the still growing witch. Her eyes rolled back into their sockets as she tried to stand on her hands and knees, her palms sinking onto her chest pillows instead.
Ariane swelled larger and greater, unable to contain the power influx thanks to her major distraction due to her recent orgasm. Her feet and knees razed whole forests by now, her breasts unequivocally flattening whole cities under their mass. Ariane couldn't stop it now, there was no way to stop it now; she did not want it to stop anymore.
The monstrously gigantic witch glowed a bright golden, so bright in fact that she briefly flashed like a million watt light bulb, then suddenly boomed even greater! Ariane's purple eyes shone a translucent light as every breath she took made her swell taller and taller and taller and TALLER! Her feet slid across the country, covering ground faster than most instant teleportation skills they taught to young mages. Each of her breasts could easily smother hundreds of cities at once, her pink nipples on their own surpassing the size of mountains each. Ariane was absorbing the energy from the very elements into her body simply by inhaling! Her growth instantly became explosive as a result.
Lost amidst a sea of raging hormones and a taste for power Ariane had never felt before, the now continental witch began to levitate off the ground. Her colossal form cast an engulfing shadow that took the sun away from thousands of people underneath her gorgeous body. Ariane was so massive that she had gained her own gravitational pull, allowing the swelling, curvy sorceress to simply float away from a shrinking planet that was quickly diminishing in her sight. The gargantuan woman's growth had become a symbol of worship down below, with people forming sects and cults in Ariane's image that the power-addicted witch would never learn of. Her all-encompassing form was rapidly outsizing the planet itself, her feet the first thing for the bottom of the planet to see, while her oversized chest continued to grow against the world. Ariane wasn't aware of anything other than the pleasure and the power running amok in her body, she couldn't even tell that she was in space, much less the fact her god-like being had reached such a level of power that the solar system was beginning to stop its usually harmonious tracks.
While the oblivious yet euphoric girl was distracted by the process of her ascension, she failed to notice how Earth became lodged between her mammoth breasts and the neighboring planets inevitably came to be attracted to her relatively tiny waist, whereupon they began to circle around. Ariane's limbs were paralyzed; she was drooling, all but consumed by the pleasure of her first orgasm which had been magnified to unexplored limits thanks to her new body and mastery over the elements. The witch, unable to tell what was going on with her former home planet, did not witness the moment when it became a baseball stuffed between her increasingly heavier boobs that ended everything with a crunch.
And still she expanded, Ariane was outgrowing every celestial body within the solar system, she was a goddess! She had become power incarnate, and even if she was too innocent to realize it, she was soon going to be everything that ever was... Until two hands seized her by the neck and began to shake her violently. "Stop drooling all over my things, you dumb cow!"
Aira's voice had shattered the illusion of power and everything that came with it. Ariane woke up again only to find herself slumped over the study's desk, the large, perverted book open under her groggy face. "Huh...?" Ariane blinked, slowly sitting up only to get stared down by an impatient Aira. Had everything been a dream? She felt normal, if a bit hungry. "Oh hey, sis. What's for breakfast?" she asked with a cute smile. Aira nearly lost her balance at the non-sequitur and instantly launched herself at her busty sister.
"I go to get the groceries for breakfast and I find you ruining my new book with your drool, ugh!" Aira straddled her young yet bigger sister, squeezing and fondling her humongous tits to get her frustration out, "You get no breakfast! It all goes to your breasts anyways!!"
"B-but what did I doooooo...?" Ariane let out an adorable whimper as she squirmed from the unintentional pleasure.
The End.
Dedicated to Ariane's owner, Silo9, and to Magister, the artist behind many of Ariane's pictures.