MOBA 6 – Sylvanas


“The battle is almost finished.” The undead night elf sat in the tree straddling the thick branch. Still burdened by her last battle, she watched the remaining fighters, prowling at the edges of the center field. Including her, five remained, and all were trying to play it smart. They watched their minions battling from four directions. The center lane was a death trap, but all of them were ready to end this.

The Drow ranger, Traxex pulled back, stumbling upon an obscured altar nearby. A dazzling light appeared briefly, and a short man wearing a large contraption on his shoulders appeared, giving her thumbs up. The large weapons hanging above him bounced as he trotted ahead. He paused before continuing in the direction of the blue goddess from Smite’s team.

She noticed him and moved out from the tree line, prepared to defend herself. She grunted angrily as she leapt forward, bringing her swords upon the tiny man. She slashed wildly, but in spite of her efforts he spoke out before he fell. “They’ll fill you up!” He called as a number of small robots charged her.

The four-armed goddess held her ground as they encircled her. She lashed out, but they moved too erratically. One launched a hose that snaked beneath her loincloth. It moved away and Kali gasped as the hose nestled in her rump. She dropped her off-hand’s spear and tried to pull it free as she spun around, slashing at the hose. It spread out inside her, only causing pain as she pulled, and her slash made a loud noise as it slid off of the steel cable.

Another robot inserted a hose and another after that. Soon she had ten separate tubes leading into her ass and they all pulled from different directions, making her unable to get close enough to land a strike on the robots themselves. She dropped incense, but they were too far back to be stunned. She wildly slashed as bulges ran along each tube. They were timed in sequence and slipped into her all at once, causing the blue-skinned goddess to stumble forward, stunned by the feeling. “It’s air!” She was horrified to see many more bulges coming toward her.

Kali turned her gaze to the white-haired drow who had brought this fate upon her. Using all of her might, the goddess leapt into the air and ran ahead, towing the small robots behind her. The bots rolled along, unable to regain their traction – however they still continued pumping. Countless bugles breached her backside as she charged. She drew back to cut the ranger when she released a gust, blowing Kali backwards and silencing her temporarily.

The drow ranger followed up with a frost arrow, slowing the deva and allowing the robots to find their footing. The blue woman dropped her lantern and gripped her growing belly with her two lower hands. She tried to pull ahead, but the robots all pulled the opposite direction. Small bulges continued down the lines, filling her more and more as she went to her knees. The ranger’s arrows rained upon her as well, making her blue breasts swell and spill over her limited clothing. A final, larger bulge appeared at the beginning of the hoses, moving at a faster pace.

Kali let out a warcry as she charged again with renewed vigor. A red haze appeared around her as magical blades repeatedly struck the archer and the robots. She dashed ahead, marking and attacking the startled drow. The robots fell apart, but the air was already gathered behind her. The swollen sections of hose went small as the air forced inside. Kali took it all at once, using the pain to increase her frenzy. Her belly was huge, bouncing as she cut at the ranger. Her enemy tried to run, but the goddess stayed at her side. Kali was no longer burdened by the robots and her awkward stomach didn’t slow her either.

Traxex was halted by a wave of dark, ghostly figures flying toward her. They passed through her, leaving her butt swollen and her legs thicker. She turned back to see Kali’s blades coming down as a thick-bodied, and unclothed Sylvanas appeared behind her. Both women targeted the Drow Ranger, causing her to bulge all over. She brought up her bow to fire, but Kali split it in two, leaving her defenseless. She stumbled onto her cushy rear, taking the non-lethal blows as she grimaced and swelled. Her curves crawled outward as she fell to her back.

A ball of green energy shot out, passing through Sylvanas, and boomeranged back into the woods. Ahri jumped out with unexpected grace, as she was large and mostly naked, her nine tails dancing behind her. The undead night elf turned to the new threat, releasing a volley as she approached. Ahri was still limber, able to dodge most of the arrows as she closed the distance.

Without warning, they all froze in place. The announcer laughed at their confusion. “So, we decided to make this finale a little… grander. We are going to bring in a few of the stronger beasts to finish some of you off.” He laughed again, this time it was far more sinister. “To start off, Roshan is making an unusual trip out of his pit!”

The armored beast stomped ahead, clearing a path as he emerged from the woods. His massive fist pounded the ground as he roared, showing his countless teeth. Standing just above the tree line, the horned monster’s gaze fell upon Ahri and he scooped her up with little effort. The beast was fast and strong, retreating back to his lair. Sylvanas was curious and the others had scattered, so she followed the captured fox. Watching them from the pit’s entrance, Sylvanas found a spot in the shadows.

Ahri struggled as the monster turned her over and prodded his pointed cock between her forcibly spread legs. Once he found her warmth, the monster slid in, pumping her fiercely. Ahri made all manner of sounds as she desperately clawed upon the damp, muddy floor. Her tails waved as the creature pounded the poor girl, and it was already about to finish. The monster slammed his fist upon the ground, stunning her as he let her go to gain a better angle. Her expanded ass flattened as Roshan pressed in, fully impaling her on his massive shaft. The disoriented girl’s belly ballooned beneath her in three close-spaced spasms. Completely filled, her cheeks puffed out before his seed shot onto the ground. There was a small hesitation as the beast slid the limp woman off and allowed her to drain the excess before he put her back into place and started again.

“Ahri is incapacitated! The League of Legend’s team is out!”
Sylvanas left the woman to her fate, moving her full frame cautiously up the riverbank. The ground shook as she ran ahead. She could see a huge creature in the distance. With horns and outstretched wings, the dark skinned monster’s face was obscured beneath a hood. She could see the towering demon swiping at the ground, toppling swaths of trees as it moved. She found a safe spot and watched the Drow Ranger running for her life, launching arrows as she tried to outmaneuver the monstrosity.

Sylvanas made haste, running to intercept her. Smiling, she blocked the frantic woman and controlled her mind. She commanded the girl to strip and spin around. Her light blue eyes calmed as she undid her ill-fitting armor and let it fall. She also removed her hood and cape, allowing her snow-colored hair to fall upon her lavender shoulders. Wearing only gauntlets and chausses, she stood exposed. Sylvanas enjoyed the woman’s beauty, eying her dark, pronounced nipples and trimmed white bush. Her backside bounced pleasantly as she walked toward the approaching giant.

The demon paused, reaching out carefully with his black claws, easily taking her in one hand. The mind control broke, and the drow shrieked in terror. She flailed her arms and kicked her legs wildly. A handful of his demonic minions approached and stood by his feet as he inspected his new toy. “Remove your armor.” The otherworldly creature boomed, turning only slightly to regard them. The misshapen creatures shed their spiked armor hastily. Beleth took hold of one of the smaller minions with his off hand, letting out a low, rumbling laugh.

He put the pale-skinned beast below her and brought him up, parting her legs with his fingers as he directed the demon inside. The creature used its hands to spread her apart and pressed his pointed head into her loins. Her screams hushed as Beleth moved, forcing the monster slowly inside of her. Traxex’s belly puffed out as she watched, and Beleth moved enough fingers to show her shame while still keeping hold. “I will make you fat with my offspring.” He gave another slow laugh.

He took another minion and pushed it in effortlessly. Sylvanas watched the forced encounter, uncertain if the creatures survived the insertion. He continued, still holding her legs apart with his large fingers. Grabbing one of the larger monsters this time, he crammed it up her surprisingly pliable lower opening. Traxex gripped the massive demon’s fingers tightly, grimacing as he put another in. Her stomach hung heavily, drooping far below his palm. He took the final, largest monster in his grasp, attempting to fit him inside.

After a few failed attempts, the immortal scoffed angrily and rammed him in with immense force. Traxex was unable to be actually hurt, so her pussy stretched unnaturally wide, swallowing the beefy demon in an instant. Her belly hung, burdened and shaking as some of the monsters moved inside her. The hooded demon smiled, rocking his plaything as he watched, her low hanging midsection swaying like a pendulum. He laughed heartily as he reached up and pinched her stomach, surely crushing all of the occupants.

The immortal launched her aside, sending the Drow Ranger to roll upon her swollen stomach, coming to rest in a nearby path in the forest. She was unable to move, resting entirely upon her impressively distended stomach, her legs dangling uselessly above the ground. Dire wolves slowly emerged from the shadows, their heads low and cautious. They sniffed for a time before they moved behind her, going to their haunches to get between her parted legs. The alpha male licked her furiously, obviously smelling the morsels inside.

“And another bad end for a participant; The DOTA 2 team is out!” The announcement paused. The Drow Ranger held her hanging breasts, her lip trembling, as she clearly enjoyed the wolf’s tongue. “Well, maybe it’s a good end for her.”

The immortal demon stomped away, no longer caring about her fate. “They only take out one before they go. I can still win this.” Sylvanas said to herself as she set out to find the remaining two women. She didn’t have to go far, finding Kali mostly avoiding acid attacks from a towering worm like monster. Baron Nashor crawled closer, chasing the unprepared goddess in the shallow river. Her clothes and weapons had melted away and it only seemed a matter of time until the monster would get hold of her.

Suddenly a large spine shot up from below the water’s surface and knocked her backward. Kali sat frozen in the pool. The monster roared as it approached, the ground shaking all around her. Kali looked down as a tentacle burst through the water and nimbly moved between her parted legs. She balled her fists and leaned forward in agony, her expressions showing her unseen invasion. Her eyes grew wide and she opened her mouth, revealing the tip of the tentacle as it waved in the air in front of her.

Baron Nashor was upon her now. The tentacle slipped back down her throat and she cried out as it raised her, coiling inside to keep her in place. It raised Kali high to the beasts open maw. It’s smaller heads moved out, watching her from either side. The monster calmed as it moved in, acid dripping from its fangs. Kali couldn’t stifle a scream as the beast drew close and used its mandibles to spread her jaw wide. Baron Nashor launched large blobs of acid into her open mouth. It roared again, the sheer force of its breath forcing the goop down her throat. It repeated the process three more times, making sure she swallowed every drop before it finally let her fall to the ground.

Kali crawled upon her hands and knees, inflating in waves as the acid damaged her from the inside. Her huge, spherical breasts rocked, her belly drug upon the ground, and her ass wobbled. Her arms and legs swelled too, and soon she was puffed out in an ungainly manner. She fell to her side, still expanding in pulses, outstretching her arms as the monster left her to grow.

“Smite team has been eliminated – Heroes of the Storm lasted until the end! But… We have to decide on a clear winner now.”

Sylvanas wondered where her so-called ally had been during all of this. She found the final boss patrolling a top lane. The fire giant roamed, searching for either of the remaining competitors to snuff them out. She was about to move away when a hunter’s mark appeared above her, signaling the giant to her presence. Sylvanas ran clumsily, attempting to locate the hidden night elf before she was caught.

Tyrande revealed herself on the opposite side of the lane, waving as she grinned. She was slightly larger than last they had met, barely fitting in her armor. “Fool.” Sylvanas muttered as she sent a wave of banshees ahead, using them to teleport behind the towering monster. She lobbed a stunning potion at Tyrande’s feet as she trotted past. “Good luck!” Sylvanas spoke spitefully and left her to the approaching giant. He plucked her from the trees, pleased at his captive.

He shook her just enough to halt her struggling. His braided copper beard and hair sat messily upon his burly chest. The giant dropped his sword and reached his flaming hands into the ground, snatching a rounded boulder from beneath the surface. It caught fire instantly and he wasted no time in pushing it painfully into the woman’s lower opening. Her armor gave way, falling to the ground as the object stretched her. The giant grabbed another and repeated the process, forcing her stomach outward as he rammed it in entirely.

Sylvanas watched from a shorter distance this time, assured of her victory. “How many do you think you can take, priestess?”
“You think I am finished?” She laughed, getting a few pitches higher as the third boulder breached her. The giant unclasped his loincloth and showed his glowing red cock. He held her legs apart, letting her upper half hang as he put his yard length shaft between her smooth posterior. His cock was not outlandishly thick, but it ran from her ass to her neck as he hoisted her midsection. She sneered at it’s heat, and both girls knew what was coming.

“I think you are!” Sylvanas called as the beast drew back and pushed the tip in.
“Elune help me!” Tyrande wailed. He raised her higher and released his hold, allowing the boulders in her belly to pull her down upon his cock. Her ass stretched, slowly engulfing the lengthy shaft. He shifted from time to time, working it deeper into her bowels. She had already taken most of it, leaving her pussy to glisten with unwelcome excitement. The monstrous man grumbled as he took her thighs and pushed her lower, making the entire cock vanish between them.

He went to his knees, setting her upon the ground as he fucked her from above. Her weighted belly kept her in place as he rammed her ass. Tyrande was growing very slowly due to the fire damage, but that was going to change quickly. Sylvanas crept around the couple, moving behind the giant and shooting an arrow into his red-hot balls. As expected, the arrow deflected against his stony, molten skin, however, it did excite him. He increased the pace, fucking her like a wild stallion.

Sylvanas walked in front of them, seeing Tyrande’s pained face as she took the ridiculously oversized lover. Tyrande’s gasped and grunted as airy noises escaped her gaping asshole. “You’re not recovering from this.”

The giant drove in hard, blasting the woman full of glowing magma, causing her belly to distend and her skin to brighten. She was inflating all over as the damage came from within, her stomach rolled to the sides and her frame swelled, making her look grossly overweight in less than a minute. The mighty giant pulled out of her ruined ass and left, content. Without his weight keeping her in place, Tyrande’s purple stomach lifted her higher, making her roll and wobble before coming to a balancing point.

Tyrande laughed at an unknown joke, her swollen frame rocking as she watched, immobile upon her enormous stomach. “You see this?” She raised her fat hand, showing a glowing object in her palm.

Sylvanas’ mouth hung as the announcer confirmed her fear. “Remember when I said there was no coming back once a player was out? I forgot to mention that there are a couple of exceptions…”
“Tyrande soloed Roshan.” The undead elf muttered as she cast her eyes low with disbelief. “That’s where you were.”

A brilliant flash appeared, leaving no trace of Tyrande. Sylvanas searched the area, but nothing seemed unusual. A light-green glimmer caught her eye as a wisp flew toward her and slipped between her thick bluish legs with amazing speed. She only felt a small tingle as it went inside. She stumbled, unsure of how to react.


She lurched forward as her stomach surged outward. Tyrande had respawned inside her. Sylvanas found balance, bending forward and pushing against her knees, her full abdomen resting upon the grass. The woman inside thrashed, causing her to tip backwards and land flat on her back. “You haven’t won yet!” She fought to arise in spite of the burdensome weight.

A roar came as the ground shook more and more. Sylvanas froze as she spied Roshan coming toward her. “Oh, looks like he respawned!” Tyrande spoke from inside her. “Looks like I might win after all.”
Sylvanas struck her stomach. “You fool! He’ll crush you in there! You’ve doomed us both.”
“We can’t die, remember? I just have to make sure he goes in your ass and slip out then.”

The monster grabbed her leg, dragging the undead night elf back to its lair. As expected, it stabbed its large cock in between her legs, searching for an opening. Physically beaten, Sylvanas used her mind control one final time. She couldn’t control the beast, but it allowed her to nudge his mind to her whim. She tensed her muscles and pushed, trying to move the intruder out with great effort. Finding her spread hole, he parted her easily, slipping in and stopping as he hit the woman inside. Tyrande screamed, caught off guard by the monster’s power. It pressed in and pulled out again and again, stopping as it struck the unwelcome occupant.

Frustrated, the beast shook his hips, moving his cock inside her. He drove in hard and this time his cock moved in fully and smoothly. Tyrande pushed out in all directions, wailing loudly as the monster fucked them. “He’s in me!” She squirmed as he pounded.
“I’m not letting you win.” Sylvanas spoke coldly, relaxing and ignoring the painfully large cock pushing into both of them.

Roshan pumped them angrily for a short time before he snorted and jumped forward. He released his seed, causing the already huge ranger to swell to obscene proportions. She grew outward and upward, filling to the brim as the liquid poured out of the girl inside her. Both were fat with the beast’s seed, unable to escape as he started going again.

“Nobody wins!” The announcer called. “Except the people watching… and Roshan, evidently. I guess this shows you that all of the games match up if you play them correctly.” Roshan howled as he lay upon the mound of purple flesh, still pumping furiously.

MOBA 5 – Neith


She watched from a safe distance as Aphrodite launched the minions backward, picking them off as they charged her. The busty blonde goddess turned back and blew her a kiss, making Neith her soulmate before she continued. Feeling butterflies in her stomach, Neith joined her companion to finish the last few soldiers. They pressed on, exchanging coy glances as they pressed closer to the League of Legend’s base.

Neith felt foolish, as the other woman’s beauty made this battle seem insignificant. Being the weaver of fate, she knew how pivotal her time was. For a moment, however, she had forgotten all her cares, lost in the lusty woman’s deep blue eyes. Aphrodite’s warm, creamy skin, her perfectly shaped body, and those amazingly full breasts – it was hard not to stare.

Hearing a noise, the Egyptian goddess snapped back to the battle. She squatted, lowering her slender frame as she waited for the opposing heroes to reveal themselves. She drew back her bow, watching the woods, waiting patiently to strike. Neith recognized her teammate and lowered her weapon. The Chinese guardian of the heavens pushed aside low branches as she floated out of the tree line. Her enormous breasts drooped nearly to her hips and she was obviously distracted by her swaying flesh; she was completely unaware until Neith called out. Nu Wa gasped, the orbs swirling around her sped up, mirroring her surprise.

Together, the three goddesses continued down the lane. Soon they encountered another wave of creeps and Neith called out three opposing heroes that were keeping their distance. They knew Nu Wa was at a disadvantage, so they started toward her first. The provocative pirate with oversized pistols and an oversized chest led the charge with guns blazing. The blasts from her hand cannons barely suppressed her maniacal laughing as she closed the distance.

A pale boyish girl was right behind her, her bright blue ponytails dancing as she trotted gleefully. She readied the mini-gun and started blasting. “I don’t want to hurt you, boob lady.” Jinx giggled. “Oh wait, I guess I do!”

Nu Wa tried to back away, but the combined damage caused her entire body to thicken. Her added weight caused her to sink to the ground and stumble. After a few seconds gravity overtook her and she was unable to stand, dropping to her knees. The woman was quite rotund by this point, her enormous breasts nearly touching the ground as she knelt. Her stomach grew outward, pushing her mountainous tits aside, her shoulders and thighs widening to match her fattening frame.

Neith and Aphrodite decided there was no hope to save her; instead, they chased the nine-tailed fox, Ahri. They followed her into some ruins, avoiding the nearby centaur camp as they hit her with basic attacks. Ahri paused abruptly, launching an energy orb at Aphrodite. The goddess halted as the ball passed through her and boomeranged through a second time, causing her backside to balloon outward after each pass. Ahri started running again at a quickened pace and they gave pursuit. Neith stole a few glances as Aphrodite’s comfy ass swaying and jiggling as she floated over the uneven terrain.

Within range, Neith launched a spirit arrow to ensnare the elusive woman. “I’m so proud of you, you’re doing a great job!” Neith announced with genuine care.

Ahri responded by blowing her a simple kiss. Neith couldn’t control herself, lowering her bow and walking closer to the entrancing young woman with the soft, billowy tails.
”For love!” Aphrodite called out and suddenly Neith regained her senses. Ahri was running again and she came to a stop by one of the secret altars. A flock of doves descended by Aphrodite’s command and stunned the fox once more. The petite girl had grown notably from their uneven attacks, her kimono pulled tight around her midsection.

Neith rained arrows, watching the small woman’s belly push outward. Her clothes tore from the center until they finally burst apart. Her belly bounced free, tastefully covering her nether region. Her breasts had not grown, but they sat unhindered and proud. Ahri took the final few steps, her bulky belly rocking her nearly off balance as she activated the altar. “Playtime is over.”

A gelatinous green blob arose in the center of the stone circle. It took a humanoid shape and crouched low, turning its gaze to Aphrodite. “Things are about to get messy.”
The goddess grinned. “Think you can handle my curves?” She rubbed hands along her chest and down her hips in a taunting manner.

Neith used her abilities, trying to strike the monster as it launched itself into the air. She hit it a few times, causing globs of its body to fall. The beast hit the ground and angled itself to bounce between Aphrodite’s legs. Astoundingly it disappeared within seconds beneath her skirt. “Oh my!” Her eyes grew wide. “He just slipped right in there!” The goddess blushed.

Neith stopped, uncertain of how to help her soulmate. She was appalled as her love began grunting in agony. The monster pushed her stomach out in thrusts, causing her to inflate with each internal strike. The blobs that remained outside started rolling closer. Neith quickly destroyed one, but two others were able to move up Aphrodite’s leg and slip beneath her dress, expanding her further.

Neith suddenly recalled the other opponent. She turned, seeing Ahri’s ripped clothing lying in the grass, but she was nowhere in sight. She knew the fox was cunning, but she turned to the pressing threat. She ran to her teammate, grabbing Aphrodite’s shoulders, eying her with a sullen expression. “Awww, darn, I never even got to see you naked.”

The beautiful blonde goddess wrapped her arms around her large stomach in agony. The creature continued striking her from inside, forcing her skin outward above and below her arms. She was sweating as she reached up and unfastened her top. “Might as well sh-show you before I get too fat.” She gave a pained smile. Her perfect breasts sat proudly exposed, having just enough weight without sagging. She winced with discomfort as she reached down to remove her bottom covering. She bent too low, however and the monster lashed out with enough force to throw her off balance. She wobbled and fell hard on her rump. Neith’s heart fluttered as she caught a glimpse between her legs of her soulmate’s perfect pussy.

Aphrodite groaned as her belly moved violently from side to side. “He’s bouncing in me!” Her intoxicating skin expanded faster, and once his ability finished, her belly was resting between her spread legs. He resumed his attacks as Aphrodite laid back. “Ugh! He’s ruining my body, how humiliating!”
Neith put her hand up with frustration. “There has to be something I can do!”
Aphrodite leaned to the side to give her a tired, seductive smile. “Give me a kiss down there – at least let me have that before I’m out.”

Setting her bow aside, Neith tried to lift the expansive belly, but the slime inside her proved to be too heavy. Aphrodite ran her hands along her breasts. “Just get a finger down there, do something!” Neith struggled, but couldn’t budge it. “Hurry, I-I’m about to…” Aphrodite let out a loud moan as she writhed on the grass. Her face flush with desire as the beast toiled in her stomach. Her belly had expanded far beyond the normal limits and there was no chance she would move again with the added weight and girth.

“Zac has incapacitated Aphrodite! I don’t think she minds, though!” The announcer called, noting how the goddess was enjoying her situation. Neith watched for a moment as another orgasm began building. Her mind cleared and she knew the battle continued elsewhere. She also wondered why she hadn’t heard of Nu Wa’s defeat. Neith readied a world weaver arrow and aimed at the wild girl with a rocket launcher. She let loose, knowing that nothing would stop it. She sent it out of sight and hurried back to find the teammate they had abandoned.

It took some time, but thankfully Nu Wa was still mobile. Jinx and Miss Fortune destroyed the final clay golems as she arrived. “How did you last so long?”
“With no help from you!” Nu Wa leaned on her thighs as she watched the approaching enemies. “Kali passed through and pulled them away for a while. Our minions bought me some time, but now they’re back.”
“This should be fun!” Thus far, Neith had avoided damage, but Miss Fortune and Jinx were both relatively small too. Jinx had expanded, but her breasts were still a modest B and her ass was still laughably small.

The battle started again as Jinx lobbed a trap behind Neith. She couldn’t avoid it, tripping the explosion, causing her tits to grow and slide free from the tight golden wraps. Miss Fortune also directed her fire to the Egyptian as she strutted forward. “Soon you’ll have guns as big as mine!”

Nu Wa used their distraction to create a mist cloud, halting their attack as they tried to find their way out. Neith bounded away, setting some distance as she found a tall hill, watching the mist slowly drift to the south. Nu Wa and Jinx remained stationary, while Miss Fortune had made the mistake of trying to move in the fog bank. Neith smiled as she watched the fog dissipate, leaving the buxom wench in the center of the nearby centaur encampment.

They were very powerful, easily striking the woman’s pistols to the ground. Miss Fortune tried to flee, but the horsemen galloped ahead, encircling her. One lifted her while the other ripped away her tight clothing. Their cocks hanging with excitement and everyone knew what was coming next.

Neith turned back to see Nu Wa lying on her hands and knees, the once slim woman now fat and encumbered. Jinx swapped to her rocket launcher and rammed it between Nu Wa’s open legs. The woman laughed as she pulled the trigger, launching herself backwards with the blast. Nu Wa skidded along the grass, her body growing chunkier as she flailed pitifully.

“Nu Wa got blasted and now she’s done!” The announcer chimed.

Neith’s gaze turned back to the foursome just in time to see Miss Fortune bent over a barrel, her wrists and ankles bound by heavy rope. The first centaur put his front hooves on a nearby crate for balance as he poked her ass with his cock. She turned back, threatening him with narrow eyes as he lined up. He laughed as he pushed in between her malleable ass cheeks. She thrashed wildly as the horse cock disappeared inside her. At the halfway point she lifted her front half, showing a bulge in her stomach where his cock pushed.

The beast drew back and thrust, going slightly farther. The woman’s red hair whipped back and forth as she tried to evade the pain. She cursed as the monster increased his speed. He was definitely in her pussy, as he was having difficulty going in more than three quarters of the way. He pumped her for a while longer, moving to slightly different angles in hopes of advance, but nothing seemed to help. There was a sudden pause before he drew back and rammed in with all of his might. Her scream echoed through the valley as his cock was almost entirely in. His balls shrank as he filled her womb with massive blasts of cum.

Still holding herself upright and trying to pull away from the huge rod, her stomach blew out in three quick waves, appearing heavily pregnant by the finish. She screamed frantically as he unloaded, tortured by his shaking cock. The centaur shifted and that caused the barrel to collapse beneath her full belly. She didn’t fall, however, as she was impaled on his thick cock. He stepped down, avoiding the splintered wood. His cock shrank quickly, slipping out of her tight inner orifice, allowing her to come to rest face down in the dirt.

He stepped back and the second monster approached, going low to slip inside her ruined hole. He slid in easily and started with slow strokes. On her elbows and knees and still bound, Miss Fortune was resting on her inflated belly beneath the horseman. The centaur drew back and accidentally slipped out. He thrust upward, putting his wet cock on her back before sliding it lower and into her warmth once again.

The beast put the tip in and paused. Her wicked laugh could be heard from afar. It took a moment to realize she was in pain and laughter was her only outlet – he was in the wrong hole. The centaur grunted and forced his slimy cock about halfway in her ass, stomping the ground as he came prematurely. His massive cock jerked upward as her belly pressed out beneath them. Her bound arms and legs spread around the massive mound of flesh below as she lifted higher. She balanced on her hands and tiptoes as the beast backed off and the third eager participant stepped in.

The final centaur was bigger in all respects, his cock was only slightly longer, but much thicker, Neith could see, and he looked far more powerful. The beast raised up and brought down his hooves dangerously close to the pirate’s head. Miss Fortune still struggled, albeit in a weaker and far less helpful fashion. His shaft dripped with excitement as he stabbed it against her pliable backside. She hit the monster’s underside with her bound hands, but he continued. After many attempts, he finally found a place to burrow his horse cock, which by her frantic struggling must be her ass. Miss Fortune tried to roll aside, but he was already in halfway, skewering her in place. She kicked her legs out, trying to strike the beast any way possible, but her movement was far too limited. The human portion of the centaur leaned forward to taunt the helpless woman.

She reached up in vain, screaming as he chuckled. Miss Fortune seemed to give up after a time, hanging limp atop her grossly inflated stomach. Her ass gaped whenever the shaft would slip free, but this allowed him quick reentry and he continued for a long while. He bent low grabbing one of her large breasts, squeezing it hard. His movement quickened and he finally drove deep, eliciting a sharp howl from the broken woman. Her stomach puffed outward and lifted them upward, raising the horseman to stand on his hindquarters. Her cheeks puffed out before she vomited a white stream down upon her chest. Her legs were far above the ground now, and she hung limp as the monster withdrew, causing a fountain of their seed to shoot onto the grass.

“Miss Fortune got her booty plundered and she’s out!” The announcer sniggered, pleased by his one-liners.

Neith turned to see Jinx sitting on a large rock a short distance away, turning to her with nonchalance. The small girl showed mocking surprise as she jumped to her feet, her body jiggling with the increased weight. “Come on over and I’ll show you some gun play!” She dropped behind the boulder, obviously baiting the goddess. Neith approached and found the girl standing with her rocket launcher ready. Neith quickly back flipped onto the rock and shot a spirit arrow downward, causing the girl’s exposed midriff to expand.

Jinx was stunned for a moment before training her rocket upward. Neith’s laugh gave her sudden pause. “What’s so funny jiggle tits?”
“You’re standing on a trap.”
“Yeah, but it’s my trap, dummy!”
“Doesn’t matter when I use this.” Neith pulled a potion from her garments and dropped the bottle upon Jinx. The girl looked down as the trap went off – her body puffing out like a balloon from a sudden internal blast. Her arms and legs grew, but her torso got the main effect. She gasped, her body now shaped like an egg, her clothes ripping away due to the sudden change. Her breasts and ass were still visible, but they looked much wider and flatter than before.

She regained her senses and shot an electrifying blast directly into Neith’s crotch. The goddess collapsed, falling upon the rounded woman. Neith’s huge, exposed breasts flattened against her opponents rounded belly before she rolled onto her back. Jinx steadied herself and prepared her rocket launcher. “Ka-BOOM!”

Neith took the blast, her body lifting as she rolled through the dirt. Jinx brought out her mini-gun and showered bullets upon her. Neith got to her feet as her body continued to fatten. She stumbled, seeing her trim frame becoming excessively chubby. The heels on her shoes snapped as she moved backwards. Neith retrieved another potion and drank it as Jinx paused to reload.

Neith felt immense power flowing through her as she unleashed a flurry of arrows upon the girl. Jinx grew quickly, her body rebalancing as her legs and arms widened. Her breasts and ass pushed straight out, keeping their width as they sagged. Her oval body had fattened all over at such a frenzied pace that she couldn’t find balance. The girl fell back and began rolling down the hill, end over end. The large swollen slit between her legs was very noticeable now, as her legs could no longer close.

This proved to be her downfall, as she happened to land upon an upright staff half buried in the ground. It could not hurt her in here, but it could certainly go inside her. She came to a sudden halt as the sturdy staff bent. She yelped loudly and Neith could see her sliding lower upon it. She balled her fists, unable to stop the impalement. Soon the entire shaft disappeared as she sat upon the grass, groaning with discomfort.

“Jinx certainly got the shaft!” The announcer was getting cheesier as time went on.

The rage potion wore off and Neith took some time to inspect her own body. Her wraps were pulled tight, no longer covering anything of importance. Her broad stomach and sagging breasts dominated her view. A sound caught her attention and she turned to see three green orbs of energy coming at her. They struck her and caused her fat frame to tighten, growing into a more pleasing shape. Her breasts swelled, growing into large orbs, as did her stomach and backside. Her body had changed from being obscenely fat to being a tight and plump.

She had to end the battle, however, and she downed her final potion, feeling the power from before return. Ahri quickly drank a potion as well. Neith drew back and released her ultimate ability followed by a line of regular attacks. The fox’s nose crinkled as the corner of her mouth turned upward. Her ears flaring as she stood proudly, her beautiful breasts and bulging belly undisturbed by the volley of arrows.

Neith realized what was happening: Ahri had consumed a potion of reflection. She could feel the warmth as her body surged. She released her bow as she gripped her quickly expanding frame. Neith’s assets grew evenly, as she tipped back onto her spacious rump. She was forced to watch herself inflate from her own hubris. Her shoulders grew, holding her massive round breasts in place upon her distended belly. Her ass flattened as she plopped into the grass. Her expansion finally halted and she knew she was unable to move again. Ahri beamed as she trotted closer, planting a kiss on her cheek before bounding away into the forest. The announcer called out that only five competitors remained. “So disappointing!” The immobile goddess frowned.

MOBA 4 – Crystal Maiden


She raised her staff, preparing to launch an ice bolt into the fray. Having picked off many minions by this point, she knew that the enemy heroes were nearby, waiting for an opportunity to strike. Her sister had gone back to replenish her mana after the last skirmish, and would hopefully be back before the other fighters made a push. With her help, they destroyed a tower as they continued their advance. They were almost through the final hurdle before the Heroes of the Storm base.

Suddenly, arrows struck Rylai, falling to the ground without piercing her skin. She felt their effect, though, as her body warmed and tighten. Two more missiles stuck her as she spun. Her breasts bulging and her thighs rubbing together, the Crystal Maiden countered the attack with an ice bolt. The dark skinned, red-eyed archer knocked another arrow and released. Rylai avoided it as she moved closer. The archer launched a dagger before turning to run into the forest. It hit the Crystal Maiden in the arm, and after the initial damage, she noticed her cleavage pulsing, growing increasingly larger as the effect continued.

Unable to tolerate the pressure, Rylai ripped a top section of her garment away, exposing both of her pale, inflating breasts. Unconcerned about vanity, she also ripped away her lower undergarment, allowing her hips to expand unhindered. Her purple, skin-tight leggings stretched upon her growing legs and the remaining portion of her bodice now wrapped around her midsection tightly. Her sleek frame now had generous feminine curves.

A chilling laugh came from the trees. Sylvanas stepped forward with a smile. “You lose.”

Another sound caught her attention. Crystal Maiden turned to see a wild, winged monster of a woman lunging through the air. Kerrigan fell upon her, slashing wildly. Rylai blasted her with cold before rushing away. The Crystal Maiden ran as fast as she could, jumping over a fallen tree. Her body shook pleasingly, and her added girth threw her off balance. The archer hit her with a few more arrows before a wave of swirling, ghostly figures passed through her. She felt their cold, otherworldly touch as her body puffed out even more. Sylvanas appeared in their wake and prepared to unleash another arrow upon the growing mage.

A pillar of flame blasted the night elf, causing the now burning arrow to strike her approaching teammate, Kerrigan. Both gave pause as Lina Inverse’s hair ignited and her eyes glowed with flaming fury. She blasted Sylvanas with repeated fireballs as she moved closer. Once in range, she unleashed a blast of flames in the shape of a dragon. It struck both of her opponents and allowed her sister, Rylai, to move away. Lina continued blasting her opponents in turn, pressing the attack.

Both girls had grown, but Sylvanas’ was roughly double the size. Her upper arms and legs were thickened with added weight and her belly sagged over her armored leggings. Her cleavage had improved, causing the small chest piece to flex as she staggered backwards. She pulled away, attempting to flee as Lina gave chase.

Kerrigan, only slightly larger than normal, charged forward. Swiping at Lina, she shredded the back of her robe as the Slayer attempted to dodge. Kerrigan laughed as she gripped the remaining cloth and cut it free. Lina now stood naked, wearing only elbow-length gloves, thigh-high boots, and her trademark red neckpiece. Her fiery hair returned to its normal shade of orange as she nodded to her sister.

Turning too late, Kerrigan caught a glimpse of the Crystal Maiden before she blasted icy shards into her face. The Queen of Blades fell onto her back, clutching her eyes with a howl. The sisters took their opportunity to work together, channeling their elements; Rylai blasted a line of ice in between Kerrigan’s spread legs while Lina focused another beam in the opposite direction, melting the ice before it hit her. The sheer force of the liquefied ice pushed it into the zerg woman’s loins. Kerrigan’s belly grew as they watched. She tried to move, but the blasting water kept her in check, slowly sliding her backwards upon the grass. She struggled to close her legs, and then she tried blocking it with her hands, but both attempts failed.

Still scooting through the through the taller grass, Kerrigan flared her wings, but the heavy water kept her grounded. Her stomach swelled, as did the rest of her body. Her thickened shoulders and legs flailed helplessly as they grew. Kerrigan had one final trick to stop the assault – she summoned her pet.

Lina’s blaze faltered and her sister paused with question, watching as she held her belly with a sudden concern. The Slayer’s stomach popped outward in a spectacular display, continuing to expand as something inside moved, fighting to escape. Her resilient skin stretched and expanded, and she wailed as her stomach ballooned, growing even larger than she was in just a short time. Two arms pushed outward from under her skin, causing the Slayer to cry in pain. “What did you put in me?!”

“You have an ultralisk in there!”
“Relax, it’s not even full size! And we can’t die here, remember?” Kerrigan laughed as she sat up on her elbows, finding it difficult to stand. Her body now flowed in all directions, her carapace parting around her rolling stomach and heavy breasts. She looked to Crystal Maiden. “Just be glad I didn’t do that to you, you frigid bitch!”

Lina’s epic belly continued to expand. The beast inside shifted with immense strength, but it was clearly compacted, as it only grew to triple her size. She could barely see over the mountain of flesh before her. After much struggling, the monster finally calmed and Lina knew it had suffocated inside her. There was no hope of moving with the ridiculous burden inside her and she unleashed a wild scream of despair as the announcer called her defeat.

A beam of light appeared above them and Crystal Maiden was able to move away before the blast hit. Kerrigan clenched her eyes as her body doubled in size due to the damage. Her purple skin breaking the remaining organic armor away as every aspect of her body expanded. Similarly, Lina’s stomach didn’t change, but the rest of her body puffed out as she stood. Now both fighters were out and unable to use their abilities as they waited for the end of the match.

Nova revealed herself and planted a round into the remaining mage. She blasted as she moved ahead, stopping to plant a boot onto Kerrigan’s bloated body. “I always knew I’d come out on top.” She whipped her ponytail as she resumed her advance.

Some shots hit the Crystal Maiden as she ran, causing her rump to grow. She moved with much less grace now, but she was able to avoid some of the sloppier shots from the gloating operative. Recharged, the mage stopped to confront her, freezing her in place. She prepared her next attack when she caught a glimpse of the approaching, overweight night-elf.

Sylvanas held up a wand she purchased and flicked it forward, sending a ball of light into the frozen ghost’s back. There was a brilliant flash and all that remained was a frog, hopping through the clearing. Nova, now as a frog, had no limited control as she tried to evade any further attacks.

Rylai heard a whispering in her mind. “Come closer, cold one.” Sylvanas spoke to her from afar and she was powerless to resist. “Take the frog and put it inside your body.” The Crystal Maiden caught the amphibian easily and brought it up to put into her mouth when the voice halted her. “No. Lower. Accept the creature through your loins.” The mage lowered the frog and spread her lips, pushing the damp creature inside with limited force. The frog went into a frenzy, trying to wriggle free as she ushered it into her warmth. She felt it struggle, but now that only caused it to move deeper.

The creature wormed up her vagina and she felt it pressing against a painful spot. She dropped to her knees, gasping as the animal inside pushed past the opening to her cervix. “It- It’s too much!” The pain paused before it began again, growing increasingly more painful with each passing moment. She was powerless to stop the polymorphic terran in her vagina.

Sylvanas’ mental control faded and now she truly spoke, filled with spite as she approached casually. “Oh, it will get much worse when the effect wears off.”
The Crystal Maiden cursed as the frog passed fully through the opening. She still ached, but the pain had lessened dramatically. “What?”
“You’re pregnant with a frog.” Sylvanas cocked her head and leaned to the side in expectation. The mage felt something pop and then an agonizing pain from within her belly. Within seconds, her stomach distended into full pregnancy, causing the final section of her bodice to snap off and drift to the ground. “Oh, that was no frog!” Sylvanas spoke with mock humor. “It was Nova all along.” She seemed very pleased by the joke and the situation.

The Crystal Maiden’s stomach hung to her knees as she shakily maintained her balance. Her stomach puffed out abruptly, followed by another shot from inside. “She’s shooting in there!” Two more expansions came.
“They grow up so fast.” Sylvanas scoffed. “I’ll leave you two alone then.” The night-elf shuffled into the woods, her body still swollen from the encounter.

The next shot was lower and then there was a pause. Her belly was heavy enough now that she was forced to squat, resting her passenger upon the ground between her legs. There was a long beep and then an explosion came from inside. Crystal Maiden’s stomach pushed out, and after a second delay, the girl inside expanded, pressing Rylai’s midsection out even more. Many more long beeps came. “Oh shit,” the human girl in her belly cried out. She could only sigh, as she knew what was coming. Her stomach rolled across the ground like a wave, and again, she felt her occupant inflate from within.

Crystal Maiden’s fleshy mass pushed against her sister’s belly. Now immobile, both girls were ridiculously oversized and they were amazed they had been able to expand this much.

“Nova and Crystal Maiden are out and now we’re down to ten combatants remaining! Looks like the goddesses of Smite are pushing hard on the top lane now. The League of Legends girls are forming a final defense!” The announcer called, keeping a tab on the next battle.

MOBA 3 – Janna


Janna, the delicate, wispy embodiment of the wind hovered at the edge of the battle. Wearing sparse, brilliant-white clothing, the woman raised her staff to direct her air elemental to attack. The spectral bird darted toward her opponent, but missed as the enemy vanished, reappearing a few steps ahead.

The girl wearing a bright orange jumpsuit had been masterfully dodging most of her attacks. But, she also had difficulty striking Janna at this distance with her close-ranged pulse pistols. Janna moved with slow confidence as the lengthy white fabric danced around her beautiful cream-colored legs. Tracer decided to advance, darting around the mage as she emptied both of her weapons. Janna released a blast of wind all around her, knocking Tracer aside with ease before finally landing a few hits on the stunned girl.

Tracer recalled before the third blast hit her and they resumed their exchange at a distance once again. Tracer’s suit was tighter after the strikes, but she was still very mobile and both could turn the battle with a few well-placed strikes.

Nearby, Zyra and The Death Prophet fought for superiority as the tide of minions pushed either direction. Zyra was a tall, slender woman with pointed features and a hard green carapace covering a good portion of her body. Her red eyes tracked the ghostly woman as she continued picking off the nameless rabble ahead.

Krobelus watched her as well, summoning a wave of bats to attack the opposing minions. The woman’s empty eyes showed mild delight as her opponent slew the remaining men and headed straight for her. The Death Prophet’s phantasmal hair and tattered dress fluttered in an otherworldly wind as she hovered ahead, using her large green claws to direct a silencing spell at the foolish plant. Zyra was clearly unprepared as The Death Prophet magically pulled at the woman’s spirit.

“I was uncertain if you would have a spirit.” Krobelus laughed. “Maybe you don’t! It doesn’t seem to be draining you, I see.”

Zyra’s hips and legs grew thicker, parting the thick covering and revealing more of her soft green human-like skin. Before she could counterattack, the ghostly woman quickly moved in to join the other two women fighting, knowing that the scorned plant woman would follow. Tracer dodged the newcomer’s blast, but this allowed Janna to send a spike of air through the girl’s clothing. Her belly puffed out as she recovered and reappeared elsewhere.

“Two on one?” Tracer smirked. “Piece of cake!” Tracer did two quick teleports to plant a pulse bomb onto the unprepared spectral woman. Death’s Prophet let out a shrill scream as it went off. It made her tight, already torn dress blast away, exposing her ghostly green body beneath. Her breasts and belly grew, making her look like a normal, albeit translucent, pregnant woman.

The edge of the blast also hit the air elemental. Janna’s smooth belly puffed out making her look a few month’s expectant. Zyra caught up as they recovered, unleashing her ultimate ability. A swarm of vines erupted from the ground and snaked their way around the three fighter’s legs, ripping away Janna’s bottoms and a section of Tracer’s suit. The slimy vines slipped between their legs and pushed into their lower openings.

For the spectral woman, the vines grasped her arms and moved up her chest, sliding between her larger breasts and coming back down into her mouth. The woman’s eerie, mostly see-through skin allowed a view of the vines as they moved into her belly and began blasting a white goo inside her. The other girls gasped and fought as they too felt the eruption between their legs. All three of their bellies grew as the seed filled them.

Janna gave a pleading look to her teammate. Zyra shrugged. “Just some friendly fire!” Jenna used a free hand to squeeze one of the vines, causing a bulge to form as she held the flow in place. The slippery vine shook as it grew larger and after a few moments, it pushed her hand apart and forced the blocked fluid inside her. Janna let out a sad whimper as the foreign fluid moved into her womb.

They continued growing as the announcer’s voice called. “Summoning beacon activated!” Zyra searched the area, but saw no disturbance. She turned back, enjoying her dominance of the three women in front of her.

Elsewhere, the blonde assassin, Nova, waited for her summoned companion. After an agreement was reached, Chromie used her ability to freeze time. The bronze dragon, in the guise of a gnome, nodded in approval before disappearing back into the endless stream of time. The ghost operative holstered her rifle and ran out to the frozen battle nearby. She yanked the vines free from Tracer, Janna, and even from Death’s Prophet.

She lugged them over to the frozen plant girl with the ample backside and set to plugging them into her: one in her mouth, two in her pussy, and two in her ass. It took a fair amount of effort and some force, but they all fit eventually.

Checking her timer, she decided to use her last minute to turn the tide of the battle. “Got to even the odds.” She pushed a pulse grenade with a long fuse down Krobelus’ still gaping throat and another into Tracer’s open ass. “I don’t care how helpful you are, you’re too unpredictable for me.” Nova ran a short distance and cloaked just before her timer read zero.

Time resumed and within an instant the plant woman who had been causing them all grief now was overwhelmed by her own weapon. The vines still held them, forcing them to watch as it filled it’s maker with a massive amount of seed. Janna grabbed her sore privates as she watched.

Tracer and The Deaths Prophet exchanged horrified looks as they realized there were foreign objects inside them. The Death Prophet shook her stretched midsection, seeing the flashing grenade sitting in her ghostly, cum-filled stomach. Both grenades exploded, causing her, and Tracer, to curl forward as their bellies blasted outward.

Zyra let out muffled screams as her vines poured a ridiculous amount of their seed into her. With her own attack turned against her, her stomach swelled and sagged, moving down and past her knees and soon rested upon the ground. The vines withdrew and snaked back into the ground as she was forced to fall forward upon the fleshy, cum-filled abdomen.

The three pained women joined together in attacking the nearly immobile Zyra, making sure she would not cause any further trouble. The plant woman’s carapace cracked and fell, revealing her swelling female form. Her wide hips and thick legs were lifted as she tilted forward upon her massive belly. The women finally stopped once the announcer called the defeat. Zyra was leaning forward cursing, as she was unable to reach the ground, mostly filled with her own plant’s pollen.

The remaining trio drew back and prepared for another exchange. Janna sent a few blasts at Tracer, watching the slender girl with a potbelly jump place to place as she returned fire. Janna put up a magical barrier as she directed her wind elemental companion to strike the woman in the skintight flight suit. Tracer tumbled backward into some bramble.

In haste, she used her recall ability, jumping back to the exact spot she had stood three seconds prior. She was visibly confused, as her belly still remained, dominating her otherwise slight frame. “Guess I got a full figure now!” Her bright yellow flight suit had large, gaping holes torn throughout. She looked over her shoulder to see her exposed, tight butt. “I thought it seemed a bit breezy!”

The Death Prophet lifted her arms and sent a wave of ghostly green specters charging toward the distracted British girl. They wailed as they swirled around her, pushing her from side to side as they encircled her. Then, one slipped lower and moved her legs apart. Then another went low and shot up, disappearing into her crotch. Another and another – countless forms moved into the poor girl. Her frame grew wider, arms and legs thickened, and her breasts and butt swelled. Her stomach rounded more naturally before it also pushed outward, ripping her suit up the middle.

Krobelus let out a horrifying cackle as she watched the girl expanding at an amazing speed. “You will hold these souls eternally. They will be part of your suffering.”

Janna knew she should strike now. She created a small tornado as she floated away. It grew for a few seconds before it wound a path toward the ghostly woman. Krobelus flew aside, getting hit with only the edge of the gale. Her oddly entrancing breasts grew larger upon the ballooned belly. Her slim hips led to a tight butt that shifted as she floated. Below that, eerie green legs were raised just above the dirt.

Tracer was on her back now, flailing like a flipped turtle, swiping at the air helplessly as the last few souls invaded her body. “I could use some help over here!” The glowing device upon her chest was all that remained of her clothes and it was digging into her soft flesh as the straps stretched. She had grown to nearly five times her original size, looking nearly unidentifiable as she puffed up. Her pliable, youthful skin wobbled enjoyably as she struggled against the ethereal invaders.

A blast of fire came down from above and struck everyone in the area. This was enough to pop the machine on Tracer’s chest off, launching it onto the ground. The young, fleshy blob that once was Lena Oxton, cried out as she disappeared. The remaining couple of souls that hadn’t found a home in the woman vanished as well.

The announcement came. “Tracer will be jumping through time for a while before we can find her, but we can safely say she’s out!”

The standoff resumed after a few moments. Janna raised her arms and closed her eyes as storm clouds gathered in the sky above. The massive thunderheads rolled in with unnatural speed, flashing with lightning. “You shall be exposed to the full force of the winds.” The blast of air launched The Death Prophet backward.

In quick retort, the specter silenced Janna and started to cast another spell, but a surprise attack by a rotund redhead stopped her. Katarina slashed frantically, slowed by her added girth. The Death Prophet turned and sent a swarm of bats upon the girl, who in turn launched a flurry of daggers. Both swelled as Janna observed. The nude women were very curvy and Janna decided to intervene. She charged another howling gale and sent it for the grouped fighters.

The air pushed them apart and they both turned in time to see Janna moving her arms to manipulate the wind further. The clouds above snaked down with two separate prongs, moving between the stunned ladies legs and pushing inside. Katarina and The Death Prophet had used all of their mana and could do nothing as the forced wind began puffing them up like beach balls.

Krobelus’ green skin grew lighter as it stretched. Her cold eyes watching calmly as her body accepted the gusts of wind. Every few seconds she puffed out more and more, her stomach expanded outward a few feet and then her extremities swelled. Her midsection moved outward, enveloping her arms in legs and making her look round. Eventually she was nearly spherical; her breasts and backside, however, were still distinguishable, slightly raised from her round body. Her puffed face, clawed hands, and small feet were all that remained as she rolled backwards.

Katarina’s expansion went differently. Her already expanded frame took the blasts of wind in her arms and legs first, making them thicken and pull outward, locking her into a spread eagle stance. Her butt and breasts swelled into two squished spheres, and her belly rounded and went out even more. Her light frame shifted as the tempest lulled. She was precariously balanced, and Janna relished in her next act. She directed her magical bird to hit the redhead, launching her onto her back, causing her to bounce a few times before she settled.

Janna launched another couple of quick blasts into the taut rogue’s exposed privates, causing Katarina to grunt angrily. “Be tranquil my friend.”
“I saved you!” Katarina said with uncharacteristic bewilderment.
“Eventually it would come down to a battle between us. I simply expedited the process.”
“I should have ended you when I had the chance!”
“I will leave you… breathless.” Janna smiled as she launched a few more blasts, hitting the mark yet again.
The tightly inflated woman laughed deeply after her groans of pain. “You idiot, you got us all taken out!”

Janna turned to see what she meant. “What can I say? I do have the best equipment.” The Terran ghost held her rifle steadily as Janna froze with shock, knowing most of her abilities needed some time before she could use them again. “What’s wrong, did I catch you at a bad time?” The blonde’s ponytail whipped as she cocked her head with a mocking smirk.

Nova pulled the trigger, hitting Janna in the chest with a pinning shot, slowing her long enough use a sniper shot. Janna’s chest swelled, expanding quickly and throwing the slim girl with the large belly forward. Janna hit the ground, rolling onto her side. Her now heft breasts and belly kept her grounded. Nova called down a precision strike and watched as a beam of light parted the remaining clouds to strike the struggling fighter.

The blast caused Janna’s breasts and belly to roll outward upon the ground with unnatural weight, making certain that she would be unable to stand again. Nova walked closer, planting a foot upon the girl’s belly, which was nearly the same size as the owner. “Light’s out.” She shot her rifle from her hip to hit Janna, then she turned to shoot Katarina, and then a final shot in The Death Prophet.

“Janna, Katarina, and Krobelus are all out of the match!” The announcer said with glee as he called their names. Nova giggled as she cloaked and relocated. “Piece of cake.”

MOBA 2 – Nu Wa


Freya accompanied her, heading south toward the DOTA 2 base. The well-proportioned redhead picked off the opposing minions as the wild-eyed tattooed goddess charged into the battle. The couple had not encountered much opposition thus far, but amidst the fight, Freya paused, pointing to a tall, blue-skinned, winged woman with curved horns and a vicious glare. The woman threw daggers into the fray, ending a few minion’s lives.

Nu Wa hovered just above the ground, moving closer to the demon. Suddenly an arrow struck her in the side. The impact transferred into an almost unnoticeable amount of growth upon her breasts. The red haired woman was adorned in tight-fitting green clothes. Her breasts were held tightly, showing amazing cleavage and surely giving her better maneuverability. With a pierced nose and wide facial features, the elf grinned as she let a few more arrows fly. Nu Wa evaded the strikes as the woman vanished into the trees.

Her attention shifted back to the two heroes fighting where the minions once stood. Akasha, The Queen of Pain, wore a red metal bikini styled armor piece which showed a large portion of her dark blue skin. Her wild red eyes danced as she bared her fangs menacingly. Her wings fluttered as she held a dagger, preparing to strike. “I’m going to enjoy watching you suffer.”

Freya’s sword glowed with magic as she charged. Her blonde hair flowed upon her shoulders. Her intricate Nordic tattoos flexed as she drew back to attack. She landed a hard strike, hitting the demon with inhuman finesse. The Queen of Pain screamed loud enough to cause the Valkyrie to stop her attack and shield her ears. Akasha jabbed the god in her exposed stomach, causing unexpected growth beneath her chest plates. The Queen of Pain stepped away and flipped a dagger into Freya, which bounced aside after hitting her skin. She blinked away and laughed as the bewildered Viking’s breasts expanded in pulses due to the dagger’s poison damage.

The Elvish ranger, Lyralei, reappeared, sending a flurry of arrows at Freya. The Nordic goddess turned to follow, avoiding arrows as she closed the distance. The Windranger got cocky, preparing a powerful shot for the approaching foe. Before she could let it fly, Freya launched her into the air. The elf flailed as she tried to break free from the invisible restraint. Freya closed the distance by the time she fell and followed with repeated magical strikes.

The Windranger’s midsection puffed out as did her arms and legs. Her body grew lighter as she bounded away from the woman’s magical sword. Freya used her abilities to launch magical bolts toward her, causing the nimble woman to stumble and bounce end over end. She rolled over frantically and launched an arrow that stuck to the tree behind her aggressor. A magical rope wrapped around Freya’s arm. She fought to pull free, but another binding took hold of her. This allowed Lyralei to bolt into the tree line.

Elsewhere during this time, Nu Wa hovered toward the grinning demonic woman from the beginning of the encounter. The Queen of Pain teleported beside Nu Wa, ripping her scant coverings away, exposing her natural form completely. There were patches of scales on her otherwise immaculate human body. Unfazed as her vestments fell to the ground, Nu Wa followed up by blasting the blue-skinned woman in the chest and the privates. Laughing as her coverings fell away in kind.

Akasha licked her fangs with a giggle. “Skin on skin, I like that!” She shot one of Nu Wa’s elemental gems from the air and blinked behind her, snatching it as it fell. She licked the green crystal provocatively. Nu Wa was stunned by the quick maneuver and the indignity to the phase stones. “Do not touch the sacred stone! Give it back!”

Akasha let out a high-pitched shriek, which stunned the nude goddess. “Fine, I’ll give it back!” She rushed forward and slipped the moistened stone in between the recovering woman’s thighs. Nu Wa’s perfect breasts bounced as she gasped. The stone easily slid into her hairless mound as the demoness danced away. Akasha spoke in a patronizing tone. “I think you’re taking your love of wood a little too far.”
“What have you done? That is low!”

“Aww, you don’t enjoy that?” The Queen of Pain laughed as she blinked behind her again, snatching the red stone from above her hand. She spit on it and put the tip in her mouth for a moment, using her tongue to lubricate the warm stone. Nu Wa turned with surprise as the demon hugged her, pressing their large breasts together as she cupped the goddesses ass with her free hand. “Perhaps you enjoy it better from behind!” She grunted the last word as she slipped the wet stone in between Nu Wa’s pliable rear cheeks.

Nu Wa broke away, floating backwards and clenching in pain as she gripped her privates. The objects moved deeper into her as she instinctively tightened. The remaining stones swirled around as her confident green eyes showed resolve. She launched five quick blasts at the blue woman, causing her tits to swell and her ass to grow as roots reached from the ground to hold her in place. She followed up with a blast of shining metal. This attack stunned the demon, allowing a few more attacks before she recovered.

The winged woman put her hands together upon the center of her chest, gasping with pure excitement as her breasts grew over and around her arms. She reveled in the sensation as her hips grew wider as well, giving her an amazing hourglass figure. “A love bite.” Akasha laughed maniacally. “I look amazing!”

Suddenly an arrow hit Nu Wa in her shoulder. The Windranger revealed herself, launching another volley directed at the nude fighters. An arrow hit Akasha as she blinked away from the encounter. Most, however, hit Nu Wa as she attempted to evade. Lyralei had puffed out mostly in the middle, looking extremely awkward as she continued launching arrows, easily hitting Nu Wa as she approached.

Nu Wa’s breasts hung low, still expanding as she floated closer. They were heavy and nearly the size of her head when she finally got within range. She closed her eyes and raised her hand. Her breasts wobbled as she brought her hand down in an unknown gesture and smiled.

The confidence in Lyralei’s eyes turned to worry as the ground erupted. Three clay golems rose from the earth and marched to attack. The rounded woman shot at the approaching trio as she stepped backwards. The arrows had little effect. She was nearly to turn and run when a blast of metal hit her chest, stunning her. The Windranger dropped her bow, unable to flee as the unarmed clay humanoids encircled her. Two grabbed her arms as the third used its immense strength to rip away the crotch of her breeches. The golem put its hands together and put them between her legs.

She regained her senses, struggling fruitlessly as the two held her firmly. It was an odd sensation, as the golem pressed his malleable hands inside. She could feel them shrink and regrow once they passed her opening, filling her with thick clay. “What the? What are they doing?”

Nu Wa floated closer, laughing heartily, causing her impressive tits to quake. “They’re inflating you the only way they know how.” She watched as the golem shrank and the Windranger’s belly peeked from between her clothes. She gave a pained moan as she thrust her hips upward. “It’s too deep, please make it stop!”
Nu wa crossed her arms, resting them upon her colossal bosoms. “No.”

Within a minute, the first golem had disappeared inside the reluctant redhead. One of the remaining creatures let go and started the process again. Lyralei screamed for help as her belly expanded outward, pushing her tight pants low and her tunic upward. Her heavy belly moved down as it grew, slowly forcing the girl forward, over the entering golem. Once it finished, her legs wobbled as the last creature let her fall forward. She landed upon her weighted midsection, rolling forward before coming to rest on her hands and knees.

As expected, the last golem started to push inside her as well. “No, no wait!” She struggled helplessly.
Nu Wa walked behind the frantic woman to see the monster being sucked into her spread asshole. The goddess scoffed. “They just go for any hole they find.”

“Stop it, please!”
“I can’t let you go; you will only become a thorn in my side later.” Nu Wa stepped closer and pulled the girl’s behind apart. “I’ll speed up the process for you.” The golem grew thicker as it flowed into her accepting ass. She kicked her legs, causing Nu Wa to float away, but the golem continued flowing into her backdoor.

It wasn’t long before all three were inside the ranger. She grumbled as she tried to push them out, but they were in to stay. “Akasha, where are you?!” She whined and pleaded. “You can’t just leave me like this!” The last comment was directed to the buxom goddess, her green eyes searching for any kind of help. Without warning, her face twisted in agony as her body jerked to the side. Her body seemed to expand all over.

“They can still hurt you from the inside.” Nu Wa patted her back. “I have to make sure you’re out of the fight.”

The girl shook again; her arms and legs grew thicker. She yelled as her body rocked back and forth, feeling the golems attacking her from the inside, each time her entire body grew larger and thicker. The tight green clothes ripped and fell to the ground in tatters. Her arms and legs soon expanded outward, held in the air by her inflating body. Her ass cheeks grew upward, ballooning above her mammoth belly, which she now rested upon completely. Her breasts had widened and grown, but they were firm and didn’t seem to sag very much. They looked almost squished as her flowing belly pushed them higher. Her legs were parted completely; exposing her damp vagina nestled deep in the mound of flesh. Her hands and feet looked out of place upon the broader appendages.

Nu Wa left the girl to her fate, sad that she had turned into such a cruel goddess. It was necessary; she wouldn’t have stopped otherwise.
“Lyralei eliminated.” The announcer called quickly.
She sprang into the air and launched a blast of fire at the nearby heroes, seeing everyone’s location. She made her way to Freya, and unbeknownst to her, the advancing Queen of Pain.

A bolt of fire struck her as well as someone in the trees. Freya had her sword ready as she waited for the ranger to strike again. Unexpectedly the blue-skinned woman strolled forth, naked and with more defined curves than before. Freya glanced at her own bosoms, smiling as she watched the Queen of Pain approach. “You still cannot match a fertility goddess.” The blue-eyed blonde grabbed her tits and let them drop in response. Freya tilted her head back boastfully. “You wish you were as formed as I am.” She raised her sword menacingly. “Here, I will help you!”

Akasha cocked her head. “You vain little creature, I will make you suffer.” She flared her wings and readied her daggers. “And not in a pleasant way!”

The demoness blinked behind the chesty, lightly armored woman and launched numerous daggers. They bounced away, leaving no visible marks. Her belly grew impressively as she tried to counterstrike. Freya stumbled and missed due to her growing midsection. She charged her sword and drew back for a mighty blow as Akasha let out a deafening scream. Freya fell forward, rolling over her inflating belly and heavy breasts, coming to rest upon her back. A poisoned dagger hit her as she lay. Her stomach continued ballooning before their eyes as her hefty breasts rested on either side.

“My, my, you are not so attractive now, you Nordic whore.” The Queen of Pain continued pelting the stunned girl with attacks. Her wings fluttering as she reveled in the woman’s agony. Freya’s belly flowed up and outward. Her runic tattoo stretched upon her pale skin. The fleshy stomach trapped her in place, wobbling with the force of the magically deterred weapons. The metal wings on her crown dug into the dirt as she desperately howled.

The horned woman with large breasts and wide hips stood above the ruined goddess. “I’m not finished yet!” She spoke seductively as she crawled atop the Viking, placing her exposed vagina against her unwilling victim’s mouth. She poked her belly with a dagger, watching it grow as she smothered her. “If you lick me then I will stop. If not then who knows how big you’ll get!” She leaned forward and sat comfortably atop Freya’s face, poking her belly without care. “Oooh, there you go. Good girl.”

Akasha closed her eyes as she enjoyed the sensation. After a moment, she stabbed the girl with all her might. The magical barrier protected Freya, but her stomach puffed upward visibly. Akasha laid upon the mound of skin, giggling as it flowed from side to side. “This is quite enjoyable. You better hurry or I will turn you into a blob!” Freya licked furiously, gasping as the dominating woman shifted. “Oh, yes! Faster!” Her wide ass bounced as she neared climax.

After carefully removing the sacred stones, Nu Wa had watched for a time, wondering how to help her fellow goddess against such a powerful foe. She had noticed something unique when she had jumped into the sky. She found the large circle upon the ground that glowed with power.

The announcer laughed at Nu Wa’s confusion. “Someone has come across one of our secret objectives! Those mystical rings are summoning circles which can bring anyone from their respective games into the match. They will be able to use one of their special abilities against a specific target. They are single use, but I think there might be more if you look hard enough!”

The Chinese woman spoke the name and watched with satisfaction as Janus, the two faced Roman god appeared in front of her. He already knew her plan. The mechanical being gravitated to the humiliated Nord trapped beneath the demoness. He made a gesture and Akasha jumped up in sudden panic. She blinked out of range and watched the two from a safe distance. Janus hovered to the nearby pond and made another gesture before he vanished abruptly.

Nu Wa waited as her plan took effect. Akasha gripped her stomach with uncharacteristic concern as the linked portal allowed water to pour into her body. The Queen of Pain started to run, but her belly was expanding at an alarming pace. She stopped and sank to her knees before finally falling onto her massive stomach. It swelled, lifting her upward upon her water-laden body. Her arms and legs grew wider, dangling with weight as she continued her upward climb. She let out a screech as she flailed.

Nu Wa came closer, watching the demon’s defeat. “There is no stopping it.”
“You… You’re right.” Akasha seemed to relax as she continued swelling to inhuman proportions. Her puffed out body resting atop the hefty belly that was taller than Nu Wa. The Queen of Pain breathed heavily, clenching her eyes as she grew. She seemed to be enjoying it. The demon moaned with increasing fervor, her exposed pussy glistening with delight. She only lasted a short time before she drew sharp, quick breaths, laughing with orgasm.

The announcers decided to chime in. “Freya has been eliminated and Akasha… She’s out, but I’m sure she didn’t mind it.”

She jerked as the portal inside of her closed, leaving her immobile upon her swollen belly, roughly twice the height of the goddess standing nearby. Her eyes fluttered, “Oooh, it’s putting pressure on all the right spots. I think I’m going to enjoy being like this for a while.”

Nu Wa held her enormous breasts as she continued back to the lane, leaving the waterlogged demon to her fate.

MOBA 1 – Katarina


“Today our match will certainly be epic! This will be a match between the sexy ladies from DOTA 2, League of Legends, Smite, and Heroes of the Storm! Six ladies from each game will push their three lanes in a game of elimination. Why six? Because once you’re out there is no coming back! There will be only one winner out of 24 female fighters! There will also be hubs to destroy for each group, but those only control the release of creeps. To eliminate heroes they must be immobilized or defeated in some way.”

“The arena is set up a little differently this time, however. We will be replacing most of their skills and purchased items for something more unique – expanding their horizons, if you will. All weapons are non-lethal and will magically inflate or immobilize their opponents whenever they touch skin. Each attack is cumulative, adding until they cannot continue. Removing clothing is also encouraged, because our viewers love it!” The announcer sniggered. “The last one moving will be the victor and the others just have to deal with it!” The announcer continued to hype the unseen audience.

The curvaceous redhead in tight leather prepared herself for the start of the match. She laughed at the ridiculous items the shopkeeper offered. She settled on a potion as the countdown started. Katarina decided to take the top lane from their base. She followed the team’s minions into the melee, assisting them in their slaughter of the enemy’s troops.

She could see an enemy hero waiting for the next push. Sonya, the barbarian and renowned enemy of Diablo’s army, was outfitted in limited armor, protecting her arms and legs, but leaving her midsection relatively free to move. Her muscular body flexed as she charged into the fray, cutting down soldiers with her dual blades. Her striking blue war paint and bright red hair added to the duality of her feminine curves and her masculine power.

The heroes kept their distance, soaking up experience from the attacking minions. Both girls would move in to kill the weaklings, but left one another alone. After some time, however, Katarina decided to advance. She teleported behind the fighting woman and landed a long slice upon her back. The leather strap of the bra split, allowing the heavy metal cups to fall to the ground. Katarina landed another strike as the angry woman turned. It was odd to see all of her blade’s momentum vanish, leaving no marks upon the woman’s surprisingly smooth back.

Katarina hit two more times before Sonya swiped at her. The barbarian’s muscles seemed less defined after the attack. Her face twisted with rage as she moved with amazing speed, landing blow after blow upon the surprised rogue as she tried to cartwheel away. Katarina launched a few daggers as she fell in shock. Her leggings in tatters, she looked down to notice her breasts were now spilling over her upper armor and a prominent belly hung below. She awkwardly jumped to her feet as the chubby barbarian approached again.

Rolling aside, the barbarian leapt to follow, hitting the foolish rogue with a few more strikes. Katarina was bigger than Sonya by this point, but her expanding body didn’t seem heavy as expected. Instead, she seemed unnaturally light. She bounded away as one more strike released her breastplate, allowing her tits to expand freely. They sat proudly, lifted more than normal. Katarina got some distance as she learned to control her light yet bulky frame. Their team’s minions continued fighting behind them, just out of their range, ignoring the two battling heroes.

She used Shunpo again to reappear behind the brawler, hitting her with many quick strikes. Katarina was shocked to see the woman’s ass growing visibly with each strike. She danced away, narrowly evading Sonya’s whirlwind attack. Now stopped, both of them noticed Sonya’s added weight. Unlike Katarina, she seemed to be heavier. Her fleshy rump caused her belt to rise on the sides, but her weighted belly pushed it lower in the middle. Her breasts looked more natural and far larger than Katarina’s, hanging beside her swollen tummy, swaying as she moved.

“I will break you, little girl!” Sonya went into an amazing rage, assaulting the rogue with countless strikes before a loud crash interrupted the pummeling. A smoothed standing stone arose from the ground between Sonya’s legs, lifting her into the air. Small at the top and wide at the base, the monolith disappeared beneath the woman’s loincloth. The barbarian’s rage changed to panic as she slid lower upon the rock formation. With sudden clarity, she pushed her feet inward and launched herself off of the obelisk.

She locked eyes with the rock’s shaper. Terra, who had found her way from the Smite base on the other side of the map, stood with a strong defiance. “That stone nearly found your temple.” She smiled, still remaining stern. The woman’s wild purple and white hair had a streak of bluish green. Her stone chest piece had mild cracks in the surface, held in place by underlying fabric. The purple stone glowed with green lines, matching the armor on her shoulders, arms, shins and the even the headpiece. The aqua and gold sash around her waist completed the ensemble. The wide framed woman’s perfect skin, toned body, and amazing breasts showed that she was a creation of the heavens.

Katarina ran to the trees, hiding as she regained her senses. Her belly had grown outward about a foot and her breasts pointed about half that distance. Her ass had puffed up behind her also, giving her ridiculous curves. Her arms and legs grew a little to maintain proportion, but overall it changed her movement a lot. She was still airy and light, but also bigger and ungainly. She sat as she watched her former opponent charge at the new contender.

Terra met her charge with a strong punch at Sonya’s main sword, knocking it from her grasp. Sonya followed with a strike from her off hand weapon, hitting the goddesses shoulder. The fabric holding her stone chest piece snapped and caused it to hang forward. Sonya grabbed ahold and tore it away, flinging it into the grass with a thud. Terra staggered backwards, her amazing tits bouncing freely. She glanced down and smiled. “You think such a thing bothers a god?”

Terra put her hands up as two massive stone walls appeared. She clapped her gauntlets together, unintentionally squishing her breasts between her arms as she watched the walls close upon the unsuspecting woman. Sonya screamed as she held out her arms, trying to hold them apart. Instead of crushing her, however, the girl started growing larger at a phenomenal speed.

Her whole body widened with sudden weight gain. Her belly flowed out and sagged to her knees as her ass, squishing against the rocks, grew out the opposite direction. Her boobs grew to epic proportions, elongating upon her full belly. The walls suddenly collapsed and disappeared, causing the large woman to shift into a more natural standing. She was incredibly fat, but there were few rolls, as her wide frame seemed to match her new heavy figure.

Sonya roared, waddling awkwardly as she tried to charge. Terra gave a giddy smile as she avoided the obese woman’s slow advance. “Give up! You’re finished.”
“I will never surrender!” The blue war paint smeared as sweat rolled down her skin.

Terra sighed and brought a hand into the air. Another standing stone erupted from the earth and hit the plump woman directly between her legs. Sonya’s mouth widened with alarm as she was lifted by the peak of the monolith. She dropped her sword and frantically tried to slide off, but her immense weight forced her downward onto the rock.

“I see someone is getting lucky tonight.” Terra gave a disappointed smile as she watched the woman slowly and painfully sliding down upon the object. Sonya was on her tiptoes when she finally stopped, a little less than a third of the way down the widening shaft. Terra turned to leave, but the barbarian only laughed.

“Just like a god to run.”
Terra turned back with a dumfounded shake of her head. “I won, you fool.”
“You surprised me, but come closer and I will still fight!”
Terra walked to her with agitation. “Just learn to give up!” She shook her head again as the impaled, overweight barbarian pitifully punched the air, not even close to landing a strike. “Fine, I’ll finish you.”

Terra went to her knees and moved the woman’s loincloth aside. She removed a gauntlet and licked her finger before pressing it into the hood of the stretched pussy. Sonya made a few failed attempts to hit her, but It took only a few seconds before Sonya cried out, begging her to stop. Moments later her feet shifted and Terra jumped backward in anticipation.

Sonya gave a pained look as she struggled to fight the orgasm. She shifted again and climax overtook her. She gasped as her wet pussy opened wider and wider. She lost her footing and continued moving lower upon the large hunk of smooth stone. She whimpered as she continually slid down.

She finally came to a stop a few inches from the ground. Her loins were stretched to ridiculous proportions as she sat, immobilized upon the large stone, and nearly in tears. The announcement came after a moment, “Sonya has been eliminated.”

Katarina took the Potion of Random Reduction she had purchased at the beginning. It tasted kind of sweet as she downed the vial. She felt a tightness in her belly as she watched it recede before her eyes. Her butt and boobs were still aired up, but she gained some maneuverability back. Katarina slinked through the trees until she found a good spot to attack. She came up behind the Earth Mother and hit her a few times before she turned. Katarina responded by teleporting behind her, landing even more hits. The strikes inflated the Goddesses’ breasts visibly.

Terra swept her arms around, launching the rogue through the air and into a nearby tree. Stunned, Katarina could not defend as the powerful woman charged, landing blow after blow upon her springy chest. Her ballooned breasts bounced the woman’s fists back, expediting her following strikes. Katarina’s stomach grew quickly as she was pummeled, getting just as big as it had been before, although this time it seemed heavier. In a fog, Katarina watched Terra’s perfect breasts bouncing, mesmerized as the woman pounded her relentlessly.

A brilliant flash of blue light gave the armored woman pause. She sneered and turned to find an heavily-clad Night Elf woman drawing her bow. Terra’s butt had grown from Tyrande’s starfall spell and the incoming arrows caused even more growth in the woman’s posterior. Katarina crawled into the nearby underbrush, trying to gather the strength to stand. She could see Terra was nearly in range when Tyrande hit her with a stunning blast of magic, allowing her to run backwards and begin the flurry of arrows once more.

Terra’s ass bounced with each step, slowing the woman. Her marvelous backside continually grew, sagging as it expanded. Terra drew back to charge, but in response, Tyrande sent out a spiritual owl to strike the Earth Mother. Terra fell backwards, landing upon the large mounds of flesh. Her butt pressed outward upon the ground as she shifted, attempting to find a good way to stand.

The night elf with pinkish-purple skin laughed. “Have a seat.”
“You find yourself quite amusing, don’t you?”
Terra raised two stone walls around her aggressor, but Tyrande easily leapt clear. “Your parlor tricks do not befit a god. May Elune show you mercy.”

A symbol appeared over the seated woman and Tyrande unleashed a flurry of arrows. Terra’s expanding rump lifted her into the air a noticeable amount. She waved her arms as her upper section fell back upon the ground. Unable to sit up with her inflated ass in the way, Terra huffed as the announcer called out her elimination.

Katarina evaded the armored archer, using natural cover to hide, making her way back to the League of Legend’s base. Hopefully, she thought, she could remove some of the inflation from her body. Without paying attention, she wandered too close to a trio of massive spiders. The slender creatures noticed her and reared up menacingly. She used all of her skills to dispatch the smaller creatures, but the larger one was still fighting by the time she had drained her energy.

Injured, but still active, the main spider launched her backwards with a spindly leg, shooting a web upon her arms and face. Luckily, she had enough of a gap to breathe as she struggled to remove the sticky webbing. She could see the shadow looming above as the spider crawled over her. A cold, wet shaft prodded between her legs, pushing them open with ease. It slipped the tip into her and she could feel a bulge against her inner thighs. The ovipositor moved deeper, causing her to shriek as it explored her insides. It spread her lips wide as it pushed an egg into her body, forcing the object into her womb. Katarina thrashed as she tried to break free from her bonds, but it was in vain. More and more eggs moved into her, one after the other. She counted six of the large ovals as they slipped inside.

The monster shifted her, attempting to find room for her eggs. This gave Katarina a small space to maneuver. She wiggled back and forth, using all of her might to rip apart the web. The creature growled, but was unable to recapture her and made no attempt to harm her. On the ninth egg Katarina grabbed it inside the ovipositor and tried to hold it in place. It proved to be too slippery and it popped free from her hands, breaching her loins in an instant with gathered momentum. She yelled as she grabbed in front of the following egg. She drew a dagger and cut the appendage, thankful that the tenth egg and the remainder of the spider’s ovipositor plopped onto the ground.

Before she could attack, the spider skittered away into the woods. Huffing, the shapely woman squatted, trying to push the eggs out. After a few tries, she realized that they weren’t going to come out until the monsters were hatched. Aching, inflated, and filled with eggs, Katarina stumbled along the main path, heading back to her base. “I’m not dead yet.” She laughed.



​The announcer crackled over the loudspeaker. “Today we will have an interesting matchup. These ladies are known for manipulating the world around them.

The first girl bounded out and spun around. Her blue dress twirled as she smiled, her bright blue eyes alight with wonder. She wore a faded white corset and a blue dress jacket. Her cleavage displayed beneath a large silvery collar showing an empty birdcage. Her dark brown hair cropped just below her ears. “This lovely lady has the ability to create tears: which open doorways to another universe. Fresh from confinement, this, of course, is Elizabeth from Bioshock: Infinite!” She looked around the arena with amazement.

The next contender strolled into the arena. Blue tattoos snaked beneath a torn pink shirt and tattered brown pants. Adorned with an exorbitant amount of leather, she walked with an air of confidence. Her bright amber eyes were only second to her pointed crimson hair. She blew an exaggerated kiss to the camera. “This fiery young lady is from Borderlands! This Siren is known as Lilith!”
She fired a few shots into the air. “Let’s start this thing already!”

“And finally we have a test subject from Aperture Science.” The final woman dropped onto the battleground. A white tank-top covered her modest top while an orange jumpsuit was tied around her waist, covering her lower half. Wearing her well-known Long Fall Boots, she inspected Elizabeth and Lilith with narrowed eyes. Her ponytail whipped as she faced forward again, ready for the match to begin. “The strong silent type: Chell!”

“Tonight’s gimmick: expansion! We have three color-coded pylons that will expand a different part of the body when a contender is within proximity; the amount varies depending on how close they get. There is an expansion free space in the center of the arena, but it’s quite small! Once a competitor is immobile then they lose. And now we’ll let the action begin!”

Lilith phaseshifted, vanishing immediately.
Chell created a portal at her feet and another on the side of the tower, using creative portal placement to continue ascending higher.
Elizabeth trotted innocently to the center of the arena.

Elizabeth was blown backwards as Lilith reappeared, setting off her Phase Blast ability. Elizabeth tumbled through the dirt, and into the blue post. She rose; wincing as her breasts grew visibly, pressing upward past the top of her corset. She opened a tear over the pylon, showing a time before it had been there. However, this tactic did nothing as her breasts pushed against the flexing corset. “Ugh, why won’t it stop?” The tear closed behind her as she ran desperately, clutching her chest, moving back to the center.

“The pylons are only markers. The expansion effect will happen no matter what happens to them. Look at those boobs begging to be free, Elizabeth!” The announcer chuckled. “Don’t deny them freedom!”

Lilith laughed as she watched; she was free of the pylon’s effects in the middle dead-zone. She had only received a small belly increase while she had phase-walked. She raised her hands and waited for the buxom girl in the blue dress to come within striking distance. “Do you like pain?” Lilith mocked.

Before she could strike, a portal appeared beneath Lilith and she fell. Disoriented, she realized mid-air that she had been launched across the arena. She smacked against the ground, rolling beside the red pylon. “Ow, what the hell?” Awareness struck her and she scrambled to her feet, sprinting away in a panic. Her enlarged belly caused her to stumble as she saw she had been running directly at the green pylon. She turned away and ran more cautiously toward the midpoint.

Elizabeth awkwardly tried to free herself from the corset, which was mashed beneath a small mountain of flesh, which now poured over the top. Lilith, on the other hand, had expanded freely after she had unzipped her jacket and tossed it aside. Her belly looked tight beneath her loose fitting shirt, as if she had swallowed a basketball. Her backside had also grown, bouncing more than it had before. Her pants had ripped farther to accommodate her larger hips. Her legs had grown proportionately, thickening to match her supple rump.

Lilith was relieved to see that she was no longer growing. The apple-assed girl with a taught belly drew her submachine gun and edged closer to the still struggling girl in the middle. Her eyes, however, were searching above for the other opponent.

Chell knelt atop one of the towers; she had used her portal gun to ascend out of reach. Lilith finally spotted her and started firing.

“Also, all of the weapons are loaded with rubber bullets.” The announcer chimed.

Chell created another portal, sending the girl to the blue pylon. Chell smirked as she watched the Siren’s breasts grow as she dashed back to the middle. Lilith vanished just before she reached the center.

Elizabeth still tried to free herself from her painfully tight top, ignoring the other two women. Abruptly, she launched forward, feeling the pressure release as she tumbled. She noticed the white corset lay in the dirt in front of her. Her enormous breasts now exposed. She stood slowly, holding her chest, feeling her belly growing due to her proximity to the red post. She labored to contain her mammaries, as they both spilled past her grasp.

She gave up and they sagged beside her growing belly. She couldn’t run; instead, she walked hurriedly away from the pillar. “Well, looks like our lovely Elizabeth breasts are the size of large watermelons! Look at them sway! How nice of Lilith to help her free those beasts. Lilith is now carrying 34H breasts as well – they look like two honeydew melons. And it looks like Chell is certainly the top dog for now.”

Chell shot a portal into the center of the arena, between the other competitors. She created another at her feet. Chell popped up between the other girls, landing spryly as she shot another portal to the dirt beside the yellow pylon. She aimed to shoot another portal beneath Lilith, but suddenly she was launched through the air. She lost her portal gun as she tumbled; standing again and feeling a pain in her side where it had hit her, she saw a motorized robot, which had two flags strapped to its back and a creepy, broken George Washington mask. It began cranking the handle on its gun.

Bullets flew around Chell, who ran along the edge of the arena. She grabbed her portal gun and made her way to the top of the tower again using calculated jumps. Elizabeth closed the tear and grinned at her from below. “Good luck being acrobatic now!” Elizabeth yelled.

Chell noticed her backside had swelled. Untying the orange jumpsuit that had been around her waist, she pulled it above her wider hips and tied it again. She watched below as she moved, getting a feel for her added girth.

“Can you make one of those tears to get me a sniper rifle?” Lilith asked as she shot into the sky with her SMG, missing Chell entirely.
“Sure thing.” Elizabeth mimed the action as she created a tear with a lone sniper rifle sitting on a desk. Lilith grabbed it and checked the magazine before aiming her shot. Before she could get a round off Chell made a portal below her, sending her to the blue pylon. The Siren immediately went invisible. Chell watched, waiting for her to reappear in the area. She was stunned when a bullet knocked her from her perch.

Lilith cheered from the middle, having used the portal to travel backwards while she was phase shifted. Her breasts had grown larger, stretching the tattoo that curved beneath her shirt, but she didn’t mind. She watched as Chell twisted to land on her feet at the last moment, absorbing the fall. Lilith shot her again, knocking her portal gun away and sending Chell flying into the wall. Chell stood, grasping her shoulder where she had been shot. She ran to her portal gun, but it was no longer there. Instead, there was now a scene of destruction behind a feudal samurai who promptly kicked her squarely in the stomach.

The tear vanished as she flew backwards. She hit the green pylon; Chell was in visible pain and unable to gather her bearings. Her butt expanded beneath her, moving her into a sitting position as it swelled along with her thighs, and to a lesser extent, her legs. Her jumpsuit untied and stretched until it finally tore. Unable to recover now, she huffed as she continued expanding disproportionately, leaving the rest of her body shaped normally. It didn’t take long until Chell was completely immobile, her enlarged posterior raising her four feet off of the ground.

“Oh my, looks like the tides have turned! Chell went from being on top to having a really large bottom!”

“Ha! Someone needs to sit and think about what a bad girl they are!” Lilith dropped her rifle and vanished again.

Elizabeth stepped backwards, unsure of where her assailant would strike. She opened a tear to a tesla coil, which arched nearby, ready to zap her enemy. Lilith appeared and blasted Elizabeth in the direction of the red pylon. Just as expected, the tesla coil charged and jolted Lilith, dropping her.

Elizabeth struggled to stand as her belly grew. She had gone past the red post, so she had to pass it to return to the center. She breathed deeply and charging ahead. Her steps were uneven as her breasts and belly rocked her from side to side. She was almost to the middle when she stepped on her dress, tearing it; she rolled like a ball, coming to a halt beside Lilith.

She tried to lift herself, but it was taxing, with her enormous breasts and ridiculously large tummy. She rolled onto her knees and somehow managed to lift herself. Her belly sagged between her legs and past her knees. She took calculated steps as she hefted her frame, showing that she certainly wasn’t immobile. Leaving her tattered dress behind; she was nude now, save for her dress jacket and necklace, which was hidden between her breasts.

Elizabeth started to wobble as she stood above her opponent. Lilith’s bright amber eyes opened just in time to see the expanded woman falling upon her. Elizabeth fell to her hands and knees, still holding the bulk of her weight as she came crashing down, straddling Lilith. Elizabeth’s loins landed directly on the Siren’s face.

Lilith immediately struggled, slapping the colossal woman’s thighs frantically and trying to slide from beneath the mountain of soft flesh upon her.
Elizabeth, however, loved her struggling. “Oh, my god! It’s amazing!” She moved her hips. “I’ve never felt this before. Don’t stop!” Elizabeth cried with delight as she reached climax. Lilith kept struggling, slowly sliding free. It took her a few more attempts, but she finally wriggled from beneath the recovering mound of Elizabeth.

Lilith was breathless, crawling toward the submachine gun she had dropped. She grasped it and rolled onto her back, taking aim at the girl’s ass.

Looking over her shoulder, Elizabeth opened another tear just in time. A large handed robot with a human head appeared, grabbing Lilith. He proceeded to rip her clothes away piece by piece before tossing her toward the blue pylon. She struck the wall; she laid there as her breasts grew to sit beside her. Exasperated, she called: “I’m done, it’s over!” Her breasts ballooned to look like beach balls before they reached their limit.

Then, a portal appeared in the wall beside Lilith’s head.

Dropping the portal gun, Elizabeth wiggled her backside through the opening just enough so she wouldn’t completely smother her opponent. “I liked that, you have to do that again.” She lowered her hips, moving them until she felt the wet prodding of Lilith’s tongue. “I’m not sure if you’re doing that on purpose or you’re trying to tell me to stop.” Elizabeth moaned as Lilith slapped her ass. “Oh, I am NOT going to stop.” Elizabeth bit her lip and gripped her inflating breast.

“It looks like Elizabeth is the winner!” The announcers laughed as she shifted her weight, leaning forward on her arms. Her eyes clenched; her massive breasts and swollen belly rested upon the ground as she moved her hips back and forth, allowing her victim the occasional breath. “Looks like her breasts are still growing through the portal, but I don’t think she really cares at this point.” Lilith jerked and grunted beneath the euphoric Elizabeth, struggling to be free. “I think we’ll leave them to their fun for a while.”