Machination

Standard

The woman thumbed through the ledger as the four women watched. “The tax collection in your territories has improved this year, however the expenditures in your family’s estate is troubling.” The older platinum blonde woman turned to Magdalene. Her once beautiful face, was broad and showing the lines of age. Her accented eyes and pink lips were in stark contrast to the prudish woman they made her out to be. Her elegant, dark blue satin robes gave her an air of eminence, establishing seniority over Magdalene and Mabel, who wore simpler, less colorful dress robes.

She closed the leather-bound book and sat proudly. “Onto other matters.” She eyed Gabriella. “I seem to recall you having a son. Why is he changed?”

Gabriella was at a loss for words. Her burnished copper hair accented her tanned skin. Her dusky eyes had small pouches beneath them and her full lips parted enough to show her two front teeth. She never did look like her curvaceous sister, but her female body was trim and only full in the areas that mattered.

Magdalene chimed in after a time. “He was a misogynistic brute, so I forced him to remain with this body until he learned respect.”

“Respect cannot be forced upon someone.” Her gaze was unwavering. “What do you call yourself now, girl?”
“Gabriella,” she spoke uncertainly.
The woman turned back to Magdalene. “The female form suits… her. I will allow it to remain. The other two council members should be arriving within a day. Until then I would like you girls to accompany me to correct an issue.”
“Surely I can find someone else to take care-“
“We shall return before evening, Magdalene.” The woman insisted. “It will just be the three of us.” They exchanged questioning glances, but gave no protest.

They set out on horseback, traversing the nearby farmlands. She brought them into the woods, down a winding path, and finally to a large clearing. She dismounted and tied her steed to a sizeable tree. The sisters followed, uncertain of what this would be. The elder woman held up her hands, gently moving them with the breeze. She spoke a few terms and turned. Her skin softened, her face smoothed, and her eyes brightened. She unlaced her robes and let them fall to the ground. She stood, completely naked before them.

They were awestruck. “I am a woman who toys with people’s minds. Your mother and aunt are aware of my powers, but they are sworn to uphold my reputation.”
“What does it matter if you can show people a younger version of yourself?” Gabriella wondered aloud.

Elouise narrowed her eyes, drawing a deep breath. “This is my true form. I am far younger than most believe. I choose the aged guise to avert any question of my power. People respect age and wisdom. If you betray my secret then I shall set untold agony upon your mind and whomever you tell, is this clear?” Both girls nodded. “Good, if neither of you is chosen then I will strip these secrets from your minds.”

“How strong is your power?” Chantal questioned. “I heard you could resist mental manipulation.”
Elouise closed her eyes and stood silently for a time. “I see you two enjoy competition. Your mother has attempted to punish you both recently, but you defy her and one another again and again. In fact, you both enjoy the sexual encounters, no matter how much anguish and shame they bring upon you. You’ve been at odds for years, but it is just a ruse. Secretly you both enjoy dominating one another.” The young woman smirked. “You two have been creative. That is no way to mount a horse, and that is very disrespectful to silence your mother with such a salacious spell… The custard was enjoyable, though.” They both looked shocked that she would know such private encounters from the past few days. “I can teach you how to resist, but I will always have full access to your minds.” She paused for thought. “Also, I believe the tentacle monster put its seed in your mother. That is just a guess, however.”

“Now, enough of that, we shall discuss your first trials.” She spoke with an authority that contrasted the young, buxom blonde woman before them. “Each council member will test you, and once you have completed our trials we shall judge your worthiness.” She eyed them sharply. “Remove your vestments.” They undid their robes and stood naked, their judge scoffed as she looked lower. “You no longer need those clouding your judgement.” She spoke a quick phrase and soon they were women entirely.

“I understand you two have been… unrestrained recently.” She walked closer, slowly and deliberately. “Mages have a tendency to use their powers for lust, especially around your age. I have known some to lose their minds to the sins of the flesh. But, amongst the commoners you must be reserved and willful. I will determine if you possess this control.” She twisted her hand in the air as she spoke a strange phrase.

“Lust motivates all people. Lust for money, for power, for knowledge… for love.” A man with bronzed skin emerged from the tree line. Fully nude, his lean, toned body flexed as he walked. With chiseled features and piercing eyes, the man stopped close to Chantal and placed a hand on her shoulder, leaning down to kiss her. She avoided him at first, but the man assured her in a dulcet tone.

The fair-skinned girl tensed, her large breasts moving quickly as she drew short breaths. She gave in and disrobed, removing her vestments before wrapping her arms around him. His growing cock pressed against her bellybutton as they embraced. Chantal’s full chest squished against his firm skin, both locked in a passionate kiss. He grabbed a handful of her apple ass as he moved his lips to the side of her neck.

Elouise held up a finger to Gabriella and they both watched as the scene. “She does not realize his true form.” Elouise whispered.

It was not a human at all. The orc’s grayish green skin seemed to absorb the sunlight. He towered above the girl, numerous scars running along his muscular frame. One of his pointed ears had two silver loops piercing the bottom. He bared his sharp teeth as Chantal stroked him. His glowing orange eyes watched the girl as he placed a large hand upon her shoulder. He directed her lower and snarled as she sucked him.

“This is one of our… acquaintances. His name is Dakkor the Lustful.”
“How do you keep that beast from ravaging her?” Gabriella asked with disgust.
Elouise gave her a measuring glare, “Not all orcs are unhinged savages, you bigot.”
“I’m no bigot, I just heard of their deeds and thought they lacked control in such situations.”
“I have bedded him before and he was gentle as a butterfly.” She grinned. “I asked him to be rougher, though. I know your mother is to blame for your poor racial relations, but he is a good friend. We trade favors from time to time.”

They paused to watch. He lifted Chantal easily and poked his cock between her legs. She gasped, grappling him as it went inside. He licked her large breasts furiously, running his gray tongue along her excited nipple. He grabbed her wide hips, bouncing her upon his oversized cock.

“You let him fuck your potential new recruits? Where do I sign up?” Gabriella spoke sarcastically.
“Only a few, and just wait for the reveal, it is priceless.” They watched the two going at it for a minute before Elouise broke the spell.

Chantal didn’t notice at first, her eyes clenching as she built to orgasm. She huffed as she bounced, fully suspended in the orc’s burly arms. She nuzzled her head against his chest and something caught her attention. Chantal’s concerned eyes opened to see the orc’s monstrous visage staring at her. Her eyes went wide with fright and she shrieked in absolute terror. She tried to break free from his grasp, but he held firm, continuing the motion as she put her legs down.

He seemed excited by her struggle, pumping as he squeezed her ass, running a tongue along her neck. Her legs dangled as she pushed against his chest. The orc pulled one of her legs up, showing her cushy ass as he poked his shaft into her tight nether region. He slid the huge, glistening cock in and out easily as her lower lips held on tightly.

“Stop this! I will not have some half-breed freak!” She screeched.
Dakkor grabbed her sides and lifted her almost entirely off of his spear. “You do not have a choice, human.” He rammed her down, watching her yell and squirm as he continued lifting and dropping her on his girth. He went into a fervor and before long he pulled her close and unleashed a torrent into her belly.

Chantal’s hourglass frame swelled as he filled her. The orc produced absurd amounts of sperm, making her belly push outward between them. She rested her head upon his chest, scrunching her face as he injected wave after wave into her. She had an anguished expression as his cock slipped out, hanging limp. White goo fell between her legs, covering her inner thighs as he sat her down. She stumbled, her knees buckling under the added weight. The impact caused more fluid to splash out of her full pussy as she lay on her elbows and knees, her glistening ass raised high.

The orc nodded to the councilwoman and turned away, disappearing into the trees. Elouise turned to Gabriella and weaved a pattern in the air. The girl looked to the ground, noticing spots in the ground moving. The grass lifted as the black soil split apart, numerous grubs writhed as they came to the surface. The large, white, segmented creatures flopped from side to side until they were free from the earth. They encircled Gabriella and started moving upwards, countless tiny legs propelling them toward her crotch.

She danced and swatted the grubs aside in a panic. They fell, but quickly started the ascent once again. Her tight well-formed breasts jiggled as she hastily removed the creatures. They secreted a sticky slime and in spite of her maneuvers they clung to her toned, tanned legs. Gabriella grabbed one with both hands in a final, desperate attempt to pull it away, but it stayed firm, hissing loudly. She called for help, but both women and the orc watched her plight without intervention.

One of the larvae circled to her inner thigh and pressed up into the front opening. Spreading her pussy wide, it squeezed its thick body inside and wriggled up her vagina. She screamed as she dropped to her knees, gripping her midsection. Another grub pushed apart her springy ass, causing the girl to lurch forward in sudden pain. She was totally unguarded now, as the collection of oversized grubs crawled up her legs in search of her warmth.

“Stop this now! Stop fucking with my mind!” The girl groaned as more slipped through her orifices.
“This is good. You realize it is an illusion, so break the spell.” Elouise watched impassively.
“How?!” She yelled silently, her face showing the discomfort as a larger bug violated her. She closed her eyes with determination. To her dismay, the grubs still remained. Another started in, shaking as it fought to enter her tense pussy. She watched with horror as her stomach bulged farther, moving as the creatures nestled inside of her. “Help me!”

The trim blonde woman with large, perky breasts strutted closer. She gently placed her hand upon Gabriella’s expanding belly. “I can feel your fear and I can see your belly. When I first honed my skills I was overwhelmed by other’s sensations, now it is a gentle amusement.” She jabbed her palm into Gabriella’s pregnant belly, feeling a pop as it gave way. Gabriella’s expression changed to shock as she stared at her depressed stomach. “Now more can fit.” Elouise smiled as she stepped back. “This isn’t a mind game. I am also an enchantress – I coerced these creatures into you.”

The bronze-haired girl pleaded desperately, but the grubs continued entering her steadily. Seeing no empathy from her mentor, Gabriella took a different approach. Angry and frustrated, she spoke arcane phrases and traced symbols in the air.

Elouise put a hand on her belly with urgency. “You didn’t…” A gust of wind came from behind her that increased quickly. An acorn and a small rock flew at the buxom blonde, disappearing behind her. She yelped, edging forward as she covered her ass. “You put it in my ass?” A larger rock lifted from the ground and hit her fingers, causing her to pull her hands aside. The rock wedged in between her firm ass cheeks. She squeaked as she bent forward, feeling the rock pulling inside of her. It disappeared suddenly, causing her to gasp and spring upright, clenching her fists in agony. Now within reach, Gabriella jumped forward and shoved her teacher.

Falling on her pained rump, Elouise rolled back, putting her slender legs into the air as the unseen vortex in her posterior pulled a few of the grubs into her ass within an instant. She shrieked and went rigid, pressing her butt against the grass. There was a muffled whistling sound as she tried to keep herself seated. She jerked with surprise as one of the bugs slapped against her exposed pussy before sliding lower and into her ass. “Stop this now!”

Gabriella knew she had the woman at a disadvantage. “You can’t see how to stop it yourself, can you?” She took hold of Elouise’s ankle and shuffled closer along the ground. She could feel the strong wind pulling into the discomforted girl’s backside. It was strong enough for the smaller objects, but Gabriella knew she was in no danger. “You think I am some amateur that only knows one school of magic?” She hoisted the woman’s legs upright, feeling some more grubs peel from her body as they flew into the trim ass in front of her. They flopped from side to side as her tiny asshole sucked them in.

“I read that spell long ago and I had almost forgotten how to cast it. Guess you need to be more thorough when fucking with someone’s mind.” Gabriella sat and leaned backwards, scooting her hips closer to the vacuum between the girl’s legs, working her ass into place. She felt the large, writhing grub pop free. Elouise’s elongated face betrayed her disgust as her ass accepted multiple bugs from her ass. Next, Gabriella shifted and let it pull the goop and remnants from her pussy. The slime made sloppy sounds as it flowed into the other woman.

Gabriella disrupted her spell, standing to observe her mentor’s torment. Elouise had a massive belly that moved and shifted in sections. She was clearly uneased as the burdened woman carefully got up and tried to mask her discomfort. Chantal, meanwhile, stood back, laughing at the situation that just transpired.

Holding her palms outward, the young blonde girl focused her mind. Both Chantal and Gabriella held their heads in anguish. It passed, leaving a mental fog, causing them to feel dizzy and detached from the area. Suddenly they regained their senses, but found they lacked control of their bodies. “The mind is a fragile thing. If I wished, I could scramble your brains and turn you both into blubbering idiots. There are others out there who will assault your thoughts and you must learn to strengthen your willpower.” She tensed, showing anger in place of pain. “You were clever to counter me, but I feel it was mere luck that you hid such a unique spell from me.”

“Admit it, I beat you.” Gabriella sneered as her body remained locked.

Elouise pinched Chantal’s nipple, shaking her heavy breast. “You both can break this glamour, but until that time I shall toy with your bodies.” She stepped back to Gabriella and slipped a few fingers into her pussy. “You don’t want to admit it, but you’re loving this.” The full-bellied woman worked her fingers deeper, adding more until her fist was breaching Gabriella’s hole. She sneered in defiance, frozen in place by the spell. “My, my – you’re dripping down there! You’re free to move whenever you’d like.” Elouise laughed, continuing to ram deeper into her victim.

Chantal scrunched her nose and narrowed her big brown eyes, speaking a short arcane phrase. Her face tightened into a small, smug grin as Elouise pulled her arm free and stepped back, buckling in torment. The woman convulsed as muffled pops came from inside her. Her stomach swelled, hanging heavily as the fluid expanded inside her.

“You simpletons don’t understand! You have to focus your mind, not harm your captor!” She gasped as her expanding stomach pulled her to her knees, resting upon the ground as her creamy skin grew larger and tighter. Elouise strained as she toppled into a sitting position. Her huge belly caused her legs to open wide as the sphere sat in front of her. Her rounded breasts matched her stomach now as she continued growing. “You must look for the way out of your bondage! Start small!” The woman spoke with urgency.

Chantal eyes doubled and her mouth hung as she understood the hint. She relaxed herself and closed her eyes, searching her mind for the answer. She pushed her thoughts to one of her fingers, attempting to move it. It was difficult, but eventually it unlocked and moved freely. She continued with her hand and then her arm. It was easier as she progressed and soon she was mobile and freed from the spell. She halted the amplification spell and turned her attention to her sister.

“I could tell you the trick, but I think I enjoy you like this.” Chantal circled her paralyzed sibling and smacked her ass hard. The forceful blow rippled through her springy backside, but the rest of her body stayed in place. Her face showed the pain as Chantal continued spanking her. “You always find a way to win, but this time I am the victor!” She moved around to slap Gabriella’s firm breasts.

Her face relaxed as Gabriella concentrated. She stared into nothingness for a time as her sister continued assaulting her chest. Suddenly she snapped back to the moment and moved her hand and spoke another spell. “You don’t win this time, dear sister.”

Chantal stopped, uncertain of her meaning. Suddenly she felt her ass open and the familiar sucking noise came again. This time, however, it was far stronger. “You have to use the same spell twice? How derivative!”

“But it is effective.” Gabriella slowly regained her full movement, stepping away as she watched the scene. Chantal fell onto her hands and knees as rocks and debris shot toward her, slowing to swirl around her ass before they slipped inside. “See, you have to be careful with this spell, as any mistake will rip your body apart from the inside.”

A small bird flailed frantically as it too was pulled through the air and into her backdoor. A huge rock ripped from the dirt and followed, going inside without hindrance. Countless smaller items flowed into her belly, expanding it to the ground and outward in all directions within minutes. The victim opened her mouth wide as she showed her teeth, growling as she dug her slender fingers into the soft forest floor.

“How is it all going in so easily?” Elouise watched with uncharacteristic wonder.
“I made it powerful and at one small point. It is crushing anything it pulls in before it deposits it inside her. Surprised she can take that much, though.”
“Our bodies are not normal, as you see. We have used magic since our youth and it has honed our flesh and organs to be far more resilient compared to average people.” The girl with a massive belly spoke from beside them. She was clearly impressed. “Has she gotten this big before?”
“We’ve been pushing the limits over time.”

As they spoke the woman filled. Air and objects made her belly swell and now her arms and legs were thicker too. Her magically attuned body was trying desperately to find space for her increasing mass. Her ass widened, bouncing as objects bumped it from time to time. Her bountiful breasts spread as they rested upon the ground. Even her shoulders and thighs thickened, making the poor girl into a soft pile of flesh.

Finally, Gabriella halted the spell. “Maybe I overdid it.”
“You think?!” Chantal griped. “How am I supposed to remove all of this?”
“The natural way.” Gabriella’s full cheeks dimpled as she smiled.

Elouise marveled at the expanded woman. “I’ve never seen someone take so much so smoothly.” She shook away her thoughts, returning to her impassive expression. “Use your portal spell, Chantal. Empty us both and place such obscenities far away.”

Chantal moved her thick arms outward to trace a symbol as she said the words. Suddenly she showed unease as the hidden portal emptied her contents elsewhere. She decreased in girth quickly, her midsection deflating until it no longer lifted her from the ground. Soon her stomach was nearly back to normal and her hips and shoulders showed minimal growth. She stopped the portal as she ran her hands upon her fair skin.

She made another portal inside her mentor. Gabriella’s shock was priceless as she felt the stirrings in her belly. Her tummy quickly inflated as the voluminous goo splashed around inside of her. “What the hell are you doing?”
“Putting this in its rightful place!”

Gabriella started to cast another spell, but she couldn’t find the words. Both women laughed as she stuttered, continuing to swell, losing balance and falling onto her back. Lying in the grass, her stomach grew into the air, trapping her beneath the sizable growth. It entered her with enough force that it pulled her, forcing her over and onto her side. The belly sprawled outward before her, not nearly as compact as it had been inside Elouise. Chantal closed the portal and giggled as her sister complained.

“You both show aptitude.” The woman retrieved her lavish robe from the ground, taking her aged form once again. “This was an enlightening experience.”
“Why use these methods to test us?” Chantal asked. “If you abhor lust so much, why use it?”
“Oh? I love the carnal pleasures.” Elouise turned, devoid of emotion. “People will always sin, I only meant for you to control your urges and keep an air of dignity in the public’s eye. You strengthened your mind today, but you two still lack control.” She gave a slight smile as she lightly touched Chantal’s hard nipple. “But… everyone fucks.” She turned and left.

“Help me to get this out.” Gabriella awkwardly got to her feet.
“Use the natural method.” Chantal took her robes and made her way to the horses, her full ass bouncing as she walked. “Don’t be long!”

Praxis’ Potions

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A gorgeous woman with golden hair and a curvaceous figure stepped out of the back room. “Good evening and welcome to my humble shop, what might I do for you?” Her breasts pressed together beneath a leather bodice, revealing notable cleavage and a striking top-heavy figure. Her luscious lips and entrancing teal eyes accentuated her sultry appearance. She slid around the counter and put a hand on his shoulder, awaiting an answer.

“Did someone steal your voice, my sweet?” She grinned, rubbing her hands down his shoulders. “Well, you came to the right place! Please, have a seat and I shall mix up something to help you.” The extravagantly beautiful woman stepped around the counter again. She snatched items from the shelves and dropped them into a small pot that sat in the center of a tiny fire. She added small portions of liquid and stirred.

“I came about the poster…”

“Of course you did, silly!” She giggled as she poured the pot into a funnel, which led to a glass vial. She offered the concoction. Once he held the vial, Praxis dropped a large sack of coins onto the counter. “Drink the potion and I will give you this. I want to see how it reacts.”

“What is this supposed to do?” Obviously, he was hesitant.
“It’s just a more powerful healing potion! If it works as I expect then I will make oodles! In fact, I’ll give you a lifetime supply as well.”

Healing potions were plentiful and growing weaker by modern standards, so if it did as she claimed then it would be well worth it. He downed the mixture and waited. He felt suddenly cold as his muscles tensed. His body slowly became rigid as she smirked. “So, I lied. It was actually a paralyzing potion. I have a few things to test on you and I don’t want you getting cold feet.” She emptied the coin purse onto the counter; rocks spilled onto the ground. “You’ll just have to do these tests pro bono.”

Praxis drank a strength potion and carried him downstairs, placing him inside a large cell. She removed his clothes as he stared ahead, unable to move. “Oh, it’s so little!” She pulled another vial from her bodice and poured it slowly down his throat. “This will help you down there.” He felt a warmth as she watched with a wide grin. Unable to move his head, he couldn’t tell what had happened as she locked the door and waited upon the adjacent bench. He watched her reading a scroll for what seemed to be an eternity. Finally, he felt movement returning to his limbs.

Immediately he looked down upon his massive cock. It had swollen to an unnatural size. Limp, it hung down to his knees. The tip had blossomed outward as well, appearing to be similar to that of a horse. Stunned, he saw Praxis was admiring him from her seat. She bit her lip and rubbed her breast in a suggestive manner. Her hand snaked down her side until a noise upstairs interrupted her. “Oooh, another visitor! Perfect!” She bounded upstairs.

He heard a yell and then Praxis returned, holding a tall blonde woman over her shoulder. “This strength potion is wonderful.” She ripped the woman’s clothes off and opened the door to the cell. The scrawny girl had limited feminine features. Had he seen her in a crowd he would have easily overlooked her. Her overbite and large nose meant she was destined for a life of servitude, he imagined.

Regaining his senses, he bounded for the exit, his lengthened appendage slapping his thighs as he ran. Praxis stopped him with a hand to the chest, launching him onto the floor. She tossed the blonde girl onto the floor and straddled her, pouring another vial of some sweet smelling potion down her throat. She choked it down, as she lay helpless. Praxis strolled to the door and locked it as he made another attempt to flee. “Quit trying to get out! You’re getting the better end of the deal!”

The blonde grabbed her nearly flat chest and groaned, breasts swelling beneath her arms. Her arms lifted outward upon mountains of growing flesh. Moving her hands away, her pillowy breasts had grown to quadruple their original size. Her areolas had grown to match her now bountiful bosom.

“By the way. What are your names?” Praxis asked beyond the bars of the cell.
“Eris,” the plain girl with amazing breasts said from the floor.
“How about you, Mr. Excitable?”
“Lykos.” He looked down to realize her meaning. His horse-sized cock had thickened, but still hanged between his legs.
Praxis laughed. “Well, Lykos, looks like your body can’t handle that beast.” She held up a finger before running upstairs to fetch a case of potions. She returned and offered him another. “This one will get you up to standards.”

He didn’t want to ingest any more of her concoctions, but he could feel his oversized cock sapping his strength. He drank the green elixir and waited. Suddenly his cock began throbbing, pulsing higher with each beat of his heart. He felt immediately better and was pleased to see the monster growing erect in front of him. Eris lay on the floor, her neck craned to watch his growing cock. Her face contorted with revulsion.

Praxis must have sensed his thoughts. “No, no, you can’t put that in her yet. It would break someone her size. Plus, she’s not very much to look at.” She slid the narrow case through the bars. “Give her all of these and I will give you the potion to make her more… accommodating to you.”

“I don’t want any more! Just let me go, please!” She sniffled, still lying on the ground.

Lykos watched her with pity for a moment before he turned to the potions. He took the first two of the four. He removed the corks and held them together in one hand as he retrained her arms with the other. He knelt next to her as he force-fed her liquids. She sputtered as he held her mouth closed, forcing her to swallow. She rolled and attempted to run, but her larger breasts sent her stumbling. She used her hand against the wall to stabilize herself.

They watched as the potions took effect. Her blonde hair subtly darkened and extended, growing past her shoulders and eventually reaching just above her posterior. The real change, however, was her face. Her overbite retracted and her nose receded. Her features became smoother and her eyes grew slightly larger. Once finished, she looked gorgeous. Her eyes turned to an entrancing shade of teal. Wrinkles had vanished and her cheeks were rosy with warmth.

Praxis cooed. “Great! I was going to give you one of those potions, but I think you’re cute enough.” Pleased, Lykos took the last two vials. “Wait, those shouldn’t be taken orally.” He didn’t understand her meaning. “They go in the butt.”
Aghast, Eris shrieked. “No, I don’t want that! Please!”

Lykos ignored her pleas and bent her forward. Her breasts hanged heavily, keeping her from standing easily. He slipped the open vial in between her cheeks and watched the fluid disappear into her ass, He repeated the process with the second vial. She stood and controlled her breathing as she felt the changes occurring.

Standing back, he watched her stomach tighten and her hips widen. Her legs now formed, beautifully sculpted and powerful. Hair receded, leaving smooth, gorgeous long legs and a tiny gap at the pinnacle, between her sexy thighs. The largest change was to her rump. Her backside swelled, creating an hourglass figure. Her butt grew larger and softer, but never seemed disproportionate.

He wanted so badly to sheathe his enormous cock into the woman’s delightfully framed bush, but he had one more potion to go. Praxis revealed a bottle. Lykos looked into her teal eyes and accepted the elixir with a greedy smile. “This one goes into her pussy. Then she can accept that beast.” His horse-cock was semi-flaccid as he tried to fight away the thoughts of ravaging the poor girl. He knew he only had to hold out a little longer.

He popped the cork and approached the curvaceous blonde. She buckled to the floor and curled forward to protect her privates. Lykos pressed the long necked bottle between her sexy thighs, and using his finger, he searched for her opening. She struggled with newfound strength, and once he felt warmth, he pressed the neck inside and emptied its contents into the girl. The fight suddenly leaving her, he removed the empty vessel. Confused, he spread her larger cheeks to get a closer look.

“Uh, I think I accidently put it in her ass.”
Praxis chuckled. “Well, you have to fit it in there now!”

Lykos nodded and set the bottle aside. He lifted his heavy cock and moved closer. He lifted her easily and pressed her against the wall, guiding it into her ass. She whimpered and pleaded, but he couldn’t resist now. He pressed inside carelessly, the remaining liquid providing lubrication. She opened to accept him with minimal fight. The beast visibly pained her, but Lykos smiled as he heard a moan escape her. He pressed farther, exploring her insides easily. She panted as he pushed the last few inches inside, fighting for breath as his skin pressed against her springy posterior.

Lykos had never felt sex this amazing before. It was so wet and tight, he struggled not to shoot immediately. Then she moved her hips. “No, wait, give me a second.” He gasped.

Her hands were above her head, supporting her upon the wall. She pressed back thoughtlessly, unaware of the consequence, and that was all it took. He clenched his teeth and felt his cock tense, quaking inside of the poor girl. He could feel the stream of sperm shooting from his organ.

Eris looked over her shoulder, distraught by what she had brought upon herself. She gasped loudly as her belly pressed outward with each pulse; his juice settled in her expanding tummy, causing it to sag as he filled her. He slid out with a sucking sound after he had emptied. Her belly now drooped to her knees. She tried to hold it as she walked, but it spilled through her grasp; she decided to let it hang as she stood there. “What did you do to me?!”

“I told you to stop! I couldn’t hold back.” Lykos didn’t admit that he had no intention of stopping.

Praxis, amused by their exchange, opened the cell door. She stepped in and withdrew another potion from a pouch on her hip. “Let’s see what this does to you.” Lykos stopped her; he grabbed her arm and wrenched the vial from her fingers. Praxis was stunned by her lacking strength. “It shouldn’t have worn off so fast!” Lykos clearly had the upper hand now, but she could only question. “Maybe it is because I had so much blood flowing to…”

“I can’t hold it in much longer!” Eris pleaded.

He ignored their rambling and whining as he felt his member growing. Lykos did have to teach Praxis a lesson, after all. He ripped at the laces on her bodice and removed her dress. “Fine, you beat me.” She submitted as he slid her underclothes off.

He stopped as he exposed her lower half. Praxis blushed as he stared, mouth wide, at her erect cock. He stammered as he tried to speak. “Come on, it’s not the first time you’ve seen a dick, you dick!” She stroked his monster as she grinned. “I’m still a woman, I just used a potion.” His silence and narrowed eyes ushered her on. “Look, I have been testing some of my potions as I created them and some have a more… lasting effect.” He said nothing, which irritated her now. “Come on! At least let me fuck her. Don’t leave me hanging; it’s been a long time!”

Lykos nodded slowly. “Fine, but you’re drinking this one!” He grabbed her hair and poured the vial’s contents down her throat. Her unnaturally teal eyes clenched shut as she coughed.

She slapped him weakly. “You idiot!” Changes to her body happened quickly. Her perfectly formed breasts shrank and her apple bottom receded. Her body shortened and her face became more youthful. She had regressed from being an adult into an adolescent. She whined as the changes ceased, leaving her basic and small. Her breasts were barely handfuls now. The only portion that didn’t shrink was her still hard cock. The average sized member now looked immense as it pointed ahead. “I can’t believe you did that to me! It was meant to be a test!” The young girl huffed.

“You were going to test it on her! Just wait until it wears off!”
“Dummy, as you could see before, some of these changes are permanent!”
“There has to be a way to undo this.” His motioned to his horse sized penis.
“I’m sure there is, but I have to figure it out and now no one will take me seriously when I requisition the materials!”
Lykos gave a knowing smile. “I’ll get your materials… for a price.”

Praxis turned her head, leery of his intention. “Fine, but I still need to take care of this.” She stroked herself absentmindedly.
Lykos raised his eyebrows. “Fine, she’s there for your pleasure.”

“Noooo, it’s going to come out!”

“Oh, quit your whining!” Praxis snatched an empty vial from the floor and inserted it upside down into Eris’ slippery asshole. “There, now you can hold it!” Eris wailed as Praxis rolled her eyes. “Just suck it up! The sooner I finish the sooner I can help you!” That seemed to calm her.

The girl with the weighted belly whimpered as the tiny woman moved behind her. “Let me fuck you a little and then it’ll be over.” Eris accepted the deal as Praxis stood on her tiptoes trying to no avail to enter the girl. Praxis struggled to mount her, and after a few failed attempts, she had the woman go onto her back.

Eris ungracefully flopped to the floor and rolled onto her back. “Hurry, it hurts my belly!”
“Just hold it in a little longer and I’ll be done.” Praxis slipped her cock into the girl’s exposed bush. Jubilant, Eris closed her eyes and uttered sounds of arousal. “Ooh, I see that I’m not the only one that is enjoying this.” Praxis pressed in slowly.

Suddenly she felt something damp touching her naked rump. Lykos pressed his wet horse-sized cock between her cheeks and into her stretching backdoor. “No, wait, stop, you can’t fit it! Use one of the elasticity potions that I had you use on her!” Praxis screeched, her backside still being violated by the tip of the massive cock. He pressed in and then slid out. Relieved, she felt a tickle on her lower lips. She heard a wet sound and saw Eris’ face crinkle in mild discomfort. She could feel his member grazing her privates as it entered Eris.

“She has enough left in her.” He pressed in all the way in before he withdrew; he then guided it back into Praxis’ asshole.
She cried out as she slapped his chest. “It’s not enough! It won’t fucking fit in me, especially when I’m this size!”
“I’ll make it fit! It feels wonderful for me!” She tensed uncontrollably upon him as he moved. She gasped and balled her fists as he pumped her, moving it farther each time. She screamed, as he was now halfway in. She could not move away, as her own cock was buried into the inflated woman beneath her. She clenched and her ass made sloppy wet noises as he fucked her. Gasping, she trembled and climaxed, pinned in place. Eris watched her with a grimace.

The feeling overwhelmed Lykos. Gripped by the moment, he relentlessly rammed her ass until he too reached orgasm. She begged him to pull out, but it was too late. Sperm rocketed inside, causing her belly to push against Eris’ as it inflated. Praxis was lifted slightly as their bellies squished together. Lykos stood and allowed Praxis to roll onto her back, beside Eris. The woman and girl with cum-inflated stomachs laid there, breathless and in visible distress.

Lykos grabbed the small pouch Praxis had worn. Opening it, he demanded to know what potions she carried. “Most are untested, but there is a morphing potion, a poison, a cementing potion-“ Lykos stopped her, asking her to point to the adhesive potion. He grabbed the milky vial and popped the cork, pressing its contents into her flat ass. Praxis jumped and fought, but her tiny stature made for no contest.

“Why the in the hell would you do that?!”

“Added incentive. You better get to work on finding reversal potions or that will be bogging you down for a long time! But you’re right; I did get the better end of the deal.” He slapped her distended belly and watched it wobble.

Curses II

Standard

Nelik had been casting all sorts of malicious spells over the past few months; eventually he had come to the final page in the spell book – Empowered Invisibility. Nelik scoffed, “A simple mage spell does me no…” He trailed off as he continued reading. “This turns you invisible as long as you want and you can cast spells like it as well!” He laughed quietly. He wasted no time in finding another adventuring band – he landed and cast the spell on himself. He walked closer, watching them for a time. There were two male worgen and a female gnome.

“I hate gnomes.” He muttered a spell and watched as the two beasts lunged upon their companion. They quickly unlaced their armor and within moments they tore away her robes. After a brief fight one pulled her on top of him, finding his way inside of her. The other wolf skulked around until he decided to come closer and bury his snout in the gnome’s rear. He licked it a few times before he raised himself and entered the girl’s ass. He was unusually careful upon entry, but once he was past the threshold he pushed it all the way in. She wailed as he began to pound her in time with the other worgen. They ravaged the small, squealing woman as she pleaded.

Nelik watched with delight as the scene played out. He heard a sound. He whirled around just in time to see a night elf bringing a large object toward his head.

“Wake up!” Nelik slowly opened his eyes to see three robed night elf women standing before him. His head ached as he tried to focus. He was bound where he sat. He tried to speak, but if the words made no sense.

“Where did you find this book?” The elf with green hair and deep purple skin spoke with a stern tone.
Nelik paused, acting excessively groggy until they looked at one another. He started saying a phrase to cast a spell. Before he could finish, another night elf hit him in the chest hard enough to knock the wind out of him. He gasped.

She was shorter with deep blue, braided hair. “Don’t even try it, we know what tricks that book has to offer.” Her robes looked simple, but she exuded confidence. Nelik knew they were all more experienced than he was.
“O-Okay! I got it from the Violet Citadel. I found it in a pile of books, I promise!”

The green haired night elf looked to each of them, as she appeared to be their leader. She spoke in another language, glancing to him occasionally. “We have decided to let you live, but the rest of your days shall be spent in a cell in Violet Hold. Nelik’s face went pale as the leader motioned to two Kirin Tor guards who came up behind him and lead him forcefully out of the room.

Vera led them past the shack, up to the stone throne sitting on the hillside. A female dwarf watched them suspiciously as they approached. In spite of the snow on the ground the dwarf wore black pants and a white sleeveless shirt. In spite of being a dwarf her features were surprisingly soft, accented by copper hair and freckles. She looked young and gentle at a glance, but they knew better. The three ladies stopped a short distance away.

“Greetings, I am Vera Starshade along with my mother Fentra and my sister Elana.” The dwarf woman sat there expressionless. Vera continued, “We have come regarding this tome.” Her sister slid the spell-book out from her sleeve. “Our search has led us to you. We are envoys of the Kirin Tor. What can you tell us?” The dwarf said nothing. “I need answers or I will have to place you under arrest.”

Vera turned to her mother and nodded. “Very well, we must search your house.” Vera and Elana turned to leave.
“Your green hair is quite gorgeous. Along with your darker skin you look quite exotic to me. However, the other two look so bland.” The dwarf girl smiled as Vera turned, looking confused.
“Don’t toy with us; we are here on an official matter!”
“I don’t care. You come to my home asking about a book, and when I don’t jump at your demands you threaten me and offer to ransack my home in a fruitless search. You seem to be poor negotiators.”
“This is no negotiation, we will find out who wrote this book and you will help us.”
“Hm, you drive a hard bargain. What if I were to say that I wrote it?”
Vera looked to her mother again. “This book has spells that are far more advanced than a simple girl such as you could create. This is your last warning; tell us who sold it to you.”

“Arrogant girls.” She relaxed as she continued. “Many years ago my father was killed by Defias gang members. They brought my mother and I back to their cave and they did terrible things to her. The leader was fond of her; I remember the horrible screams coming from his cabin. Anyway, after a day he came to take his turn with me, but my mother begged him to use her as long as he needed and to spare me. I’ll never forget that greasy smile. ‘I love to hear you beg.’” She shifted uncomfortably upon the stone throne.

“Well, after two nights he brought her back and she begged again, but I knew I couldn’t let this cycle continue. I could only think of one way to stop his fun. I hugged my mother before I broke her neck, and in her eyes I saw she had finally been released. The leader was furious. He used me and left me black and blue the following day when they put me back in the cell. The guard must have had a soft spot for me because she let me in on her secret, there was going to be a coup in a week.”

Vera moved to speak, but the girl held up a hand. “So, I endured like a good girl until it was time. The guard had showed me a few useful spells; that night when the leader climbed onto me I whispered something and watched a bolt of shadow blast through him. The guard who had helped me became the new gang leader. With nowhere else to go I decided to stay with my savior for a few months. I gave her sex and she showed me spells until one night I saw her robbing a family. Seeing that little girl crying made me realize that she had played a foul trick on me. She was no savior; she was just as bad as the rest of them. They were all in it for themselves. I killed her and the two other Defias members with us. From that point on I stopped killing and started being more creative. I learned that his group had been mostly comprised of women he had molested and had forced into service as bandits. I felt pity at first, but I knew they were too weak to stand up to him. He was the ringleader, but they were followers. That is why most of the spells are aimed at women.”

“I tested the spells on the Defias members over many years. After most of them had been wiped out I went on to other groups and had my fun with them. I decided that I couldn’t let my powers go to waste so, I wrote a book. I left out the truly dangerous spells; I only included the spells which are mostly harmless fun!” A grin spread across her youthful face.

Vera’s mouth was wide with bewilderment, which slowly changed to anger. “Harmless fun? A town had been overrun with shadow creatures that would attack any woman they found and rape them, how is that harmless?”

“I said mostly, and I didn’t do that, did I? Any spell can be dangerous in the wrong hands.”
Fentra chimed in, “You are coming with us to Dalaran for questioning. Come peacefully or we will use force.”
“There you go with the threats again. No.”
Vera raised her hands and shot a green orb at the dwarf. There was a flash as a yellow shield appeared in front of her. “After hearing my story you still think violence is a good idea? This is your last warning.”
Elana stepped and shot another green orb. The dwarf woman moved her hand and the shield moved with it, absorbing the blast.

“Such arrogance.” The dwarf girl closed her hands and muttered a phrase.
Fentra gasped and crossed her arms in front of her chest. She shook as something was happening to her. Vera watched her mother’s wide eyes frantically darting between her and the dwarf. “What have you done to me?”
Vera turned to notice the same effect was happening to Elana. “By Elune, I am shrinking!”
The dwarvish girl laughed. “No, girl, you’re regressing. You’re getting younger!

Vera stepped back to see them both. She tried casting more spells, but the dwarf silenced her. “Stop and watch or I may just kill them.” Vera was beaten. She noticed her mother and sister slowly getting shorter. Their breasts flattened and their hips straightened, which caused the robes to slip down and expose them both. She couldn’t help but see the hair in Fentra’s private region recede, leaving it smooth and barely noticeable. Her braids had also shortened into pigtails as she began to look like a child.

Vera’s sister was going through a similar change. Her robes had fallen off to expose her adolescent appearance and her face looked more like a young, carefree girl. But, her eyes began tearing up and she started to cry as she became a baby. Two wailing babies now lay in front of her. “What did you do?!”

“Oh, that’s just the beginning. Now comes the fun part.” The girl held up her hands in a cupping motion as she spoke. Vera’s chest warmed. “Take off your robe or this will hurt.” Vera was unwilling, but knew better at this point. She slid her robe off and looked down to her breasts, which were growing. They felt heavier, growing at least twice the size they had been. It took effort to stay standing straight with such cumbersome objects attached to her.

“W-why? What is the purpose?”
“Oh, be patient.” She raised her hand and spoke a long phrase. Vera felt something happening in her stomach. The pain caused her to buckle backwards. She fell back into the snow. She rested on her elbows as she watched a yellow orb appear. It flew over her companions and drew them in; both were now inside of it as it came closer, hovering between her legs. She attempted to close them, but it was too thick. It pressed against her lower region and started to enter her slowly. It felt strange, but surprisingly it didn’t hurt. Her legs spread again as she felt herself expanding, accepting it in. She could see the orb becoming smaller at the entrance only to regain its size once it was inside her. Her belly swelled upward as more and more of the orb went inside of her. After a minute the whole thing disappeared into her. She lay there, unable to move with such an enormous belly. “What have you done to me?!”

“Didn’t you see? I think you needed to learn some humility and maybe you can teach your mother some too. Once the bubble is gone you will have two beautiful baby girls within a month.”
Vera was stunned, “A-a month? What- what did you do?!”
“Clearly I put your mother and sister inside your womb, weren’t you watching?” She smiled innocently, “Now all you have to do is remove the bubble.”
“How were you able to- what do you mean ‘remove’ it?” Her mind was hazy.
“I have more power than you know, I am something special. As for removing it: you must find the right man; his seed will cause the bubble to break and then they will connect with your body. It will be a normal, although short, pregnancy.”
“What do you mean ‘right man?’”
“I never was quite sure, you just have to keep having sex until you find one that breaks the bubble.”
“You are a monster! This is sick, why would you ever do this to someone?”
“I’ve seen a lot of sick things in my time, child. I may be a monster, but you will be a better person after all of this, I promise you.” She snorted.
“By Elune, this is crazy. How-”
“I’m done answering questions. Go away and do not return or I will do something far worse!”
Vera fought back tears as she donned her now too small robes and turned to walk away.
“One final thought,” The dwarf started, “They will not remember this.” She waived her hand in dismissal.

Vera knew she couldn’t go back to Teldrassil. Her family would not even entertain the preposterous story, they wouldn’t even see past her belly. They would write her off as a harlot and think her children products of an unscrupulous affair. She needed to find the man to break the bubble. That could take months, even years! Who would want a scorned pregnant woman? She knew Elune would guide her, but she had to take the first steps on her own. No night elf will help me at this point. She headed to Ironforge.

Out of options and tired from the days of searching, Vera found herself in the Forlorn Cavern. She knocked on a door that one of the rogue trainers had referred her to. Just being here makes my skin crawl. A grizzled, gaunt dwarf answered the door. “Ho, lass, what can I do for ya?” He smelled of sweat and ale.

“I was directed to you, I was told you have connections with certain individuals who enjoy,” she swallowed heavily, “exotic fruit.”
He took a step back to view her in full. “Aye, I know a few people who would pay for such an adventure. Come in, come in. I’m Talin.”
She walked in and sat upon a creaky wooden chair. “They must not have diseases.”
He grinned as he sat across from her. “Oh, don’t ya worry, lass, we have a priest on hand that will cure anything you might come across. Now, let’s talk money.”

She decided on a decent price instead of explaining her true motive. He allowed her to rest there while he set up prospective customers. The accommodations were dismal, but she had to suffer the wait. He came back that evening with two clients: a dwarf and a human.

She headed out promptly, finding the address he had given her. She raised her hood as she ventured into the Stonefire Tavern, looking for a ‘dwarf wearing green.’ Her gaze landed upon a drunken dwarf wearing an emerald tunic. She came closer, tapping his shoulder. He panicked for a moment until he saw her belly. He smiled wickedly as he stood and brought her out the side door. They ventured wordlessly to a nearby home. He unlocked the door and locked it again behind him. “You’re quite a handful, missy.” He stared at her belly as he undid his pants.

This is horrible; I can’t believe I have been reduced to this. My family would be sickened at the thought of offering myself to this foolish dwarf. But, I can think of no other way. I must do this and then I will have my revenge upon that evil woman! She slid her robe off, exposing her heavy breasts and swollen belly. He stumbled closer as she sat upon an old chair, spreading her legs. She watched his hungry eyes as he entered her. It took only a few seconds before she felt him erupting inside of her. This is dirty.

“Ugh, I-I am going to get my money’s worth, damnit.” He slowly began moving his hips. She didn’t mind the sensation, but he smelled foul and wheezed as he used her. She tried to enjoy him, sliding in and out of her. After a few more minutes he stepped back and pulled her arm. “Climb on top and work for your coin, missy.” He lay on the floor as she walked above him. She lowered herself carefully, guiding his manhood into her slippery loins.
“Are you sure I won’t crush you?”
“I can handle the weight, missy.”

He sighed when he was in all the way. She brought her legs down, allowing her to rest upon her knees. She started moving her hips. He squeezed her butt as she increased the pace. She was breathing heavily now, going faster still. She felt something building, but before it came to fruition she felt it jerking inside of her. He grunted as he shot more into her, gripping her tightly. She grumbled as her excitement passed.

The bubble is still there. I suppose that would have been too easy. She stood, walking over to grab her robe, the stickiness running down her legs. He got to his feet and fished out a bag of coins from his pants. “You’re quite the fuck, missy. What’s your name?”
“I’d rather not say. You know how to find me.” She took the payment and left without another word. What a strange sensation that was. She tried not to dwell as she traveled to the next patron. She cleaned herself before knocking on the door of modest house.

The human smiled slyly; he had raven black hair, his brown eyes dancing as he looked into hers. He exuded confidence and charm. “Greetings, my dear, I am Bertrand. You must be Vera.” He bowed and kissed her hand. She couldn’t suppress a smile as he led her inside. He sat close as they made small talk for a long while.

He placed his hand upon her knee and she used that opportunity to lean closer and give him a kiss on his lips. It felt awkward, as she had little experience, but he quickly took the lead and traced her tongue with his. Her body warmed as he pressed against her. He undid his tunic as she slid her robe off. She hurriedly stripped off his pants, exposing his large organ.

She did not hesitate to pull him onto her; she laid back upon the bed, guiding him into her very moist womanhood. She gasped as he plunged in entirely. He gazed upon her as he thrust in and out. She felt the strange sensation building again. She tried to suppress it as he moved slightly faster. It was difficult, and when she felt him erupting inside of her she couldn’t suppress it any longer. She moaned with delight, holding him as close as she could with her large belly. She shook in the throes of orgasm. Her head was whirling as they lie there, entangled.

That felt amazing! She thought back to her former lover in Teldrassil; he had been a callous man, loving her stiffly and without emotion. She had never understood that such pleasure may arise from mating. He was also rather tiny, which was a small factor. She giggled to herself at her own joke. She smiled as she gazed into his gorgeous eyes. His hair framed his chiseled face as he look upon her, grinning stupidly.

“That was wonderful!” Vera exclaimed.
“My word, that was!” He raised himself and then suddenly he jumped back a small distance as if stricken. He looked to her belly, “I’m sorry, I didn’t hurt them did I?”
“Oh, no, not at all; I can feel that they are still protected in there.” He’s not the one either. She rubbed her tummy idly, oddly relaxed.
He smiled as he watched her. They talked as they dressed. After some time passed she finally realized that she had to find others to get her mother and sister out of her.
“I-I should go now.” She said sadly.
“Please, stay.”
She paused, “You know what I do. I can’t stop yet.”
“Why?”
She was confused, “I can’t explain it.”
“Sure you can. I’m here and I want you. Stay with me, I can support you.”

Tears welled up in her eyes, and against all logic, she attempted to explain her situation. His occasional puzzled expression caused her to pause, but he always urged her on. “So, I must find the right man’s seed – that is the only way to break the bubble. I wish it had been you.”
He sat, dumfounded. “I’m sorry that it wasn’t. I know that was difficult to explain to me. You should go.”
She was shocked. “But, I… I should go.” And she did. She waited outside, expecting him to burst through the door and call her back. He didn’t.

She walked the lonely streets of Ironforge, crying softly. She made her way back to Talin. Two days passed with no new clients. On the third day Talin knocked on her door. “I have a group job, if you’re interested.” She agreed sadly. “Aye, this way.” He led her to another, larger room.

Bertrand sat on the couch, smiling, along with two other night elfs. “Hopefully these two can help. This is Ahmrae and Kaldoran” She lit up, sliding her robe to the ground. They unlaced their clothes as well. She could see that they were both here for their lust, Bertrand was here for her. She was filled with confidence seeing him sitting there, watching. He loves me. This is an awkward situation, but he found a way to help rather than running. His companions came closer and she pushed one onto the bed. She crawled onto him and he entered easily. She looked at Bertrand, who nodded approvingly. She could see the bulge in his pants. She smiled as she started to move.

The other night elf, Kaldoran, was more endowed. He came to the side of the bed and presented his organ to her. She looked up to him, confused. He guided it to her lips and pressed slightly; she recoiled, but then realized he wanted her to use her mouth. She licked it cautiously at first, but he pressed it deeper. She gagged, but he continued, in and out. He held her head and pressed in as far as he could.

She gagged as he withdrew, stepping off of the bed. He walked behind her and she felt the wet tip pressing against her open hole. “What are you- wait, don’t!” He did not listen, he pressed into her ass slowly. She had never felt anything like this before. She bit her lower lip as pleasure and pain enveloped her. She breathed heavily as they found a rhythm. “Ugh, okay, just make sure you put it in the front when you are finishing.”

“Whatever you say.” He continued sliding in and out of her backside, going slightly deeper with each thrust. He pressed in fully, holding her in place as she tensed, wincing with pain. A feeling of delight quickly replaced it. They continued for a minute as she looked up to Bertrand; he sat, relaxed, with his eyes upon her. She felt the man beneath her move faster and suddenly erupt inside of her.

What if they tell my family? They could ruin me! The errant thought caught her by surprise. “Please, don’t tell anyone about me!” She pleaded to the man beneath her.
“Ugh, o-okay.” His eyes were closed, lost in the feeling.
She felt the other organ withdraw and quickly press into her vagina. It was slippery enough to allow both of them inside. She gasped at the feeling. Two of them filling me at once, this is obscene! She looked over her shoulder as the man collapsed upon her. Bertrand is enjoying this, I see. She was unable to orgasm, but enjoyed the new feeling regardless.

She dressed and they all left, and no one had broken the bubble. Weeks went by as the patrons came and went. Bertrand stopped by occasionally with a client or two, but still nothing happened. One day Talin called upon her with a serious expression. “I have someone, but he might be a little… much. He pays well, though.”
She agreed before he continued. I’m desperate. He gave her the address and she flew out. She found the inn in Ratchet and saw the man wearing a green sash. He saw her and walked toward her. Oh my gods, a tauren?!

The beast bowed slightly, “I am Yannul. Are you a friend of Talin?”
“Uh, I, uh, yes I am.”
He bowed again before leading her to a private room. The room was tiny and the bed was made of straw. He could sense her uncertainty. “My dear, I shall be gentle. I promise.”

He seems decent and he can speak Common. She tried to remain calm as his large hands slid her robe to her feet. She didn’t cover herself, standing awkwardly as he unlaced and revealed his monstrous penis. Her jaw dropped at the sight. It was nearly the size of her arm.

“Again, I shall be gentle and I will not hurt the child.” He attempted to reassure her.
She nodded as she laid her robes upon the straw bed. She laid back and he came closer, spreading her legs. He lined up and was about to enter, but she stopped him.

“It will go in more easily if I use my mouth first.” He agreed and brought his organ higher allowing her to lick it. She attempted, but it was difficult to fit more than the flared tip. She held it as she tried to get farther. After a moment she spit upon it and laid down, looking past her belly, “It’s okay, just do it, but go slowly.”

He nodded, and moved lower. She felt the gigantic penis pressing into her. She reached down and spread herself as he pressed. She yelped as the tip slipped inside. He waited, watching her face twist with discomfort. She told him to continue, accepting more of the monstrosity into her loins. She reached down and felt that it was nearly halfway in. “Keep going.”
“Are you sure? I don’t wish to hurt the child.”
I’m insatiable. “It’s okay! Keep going!” She spoke anxiously, grimacing as he pressed on. It was stop-and-go for a minute, but he kept going farther. “I want the whole thing in me. Don’t stop.” She whispered as she looked into his dark eyes. Uncertainty gave way to desire for the beast. He smiled as he pushed in to the hilt. She moaned uncharacteristically loud.

She grabbed two tufts of his fur as he drew out and back in slowly. He didn’t move far, afraid of hurting her; but, it was enough to push her over the edge. “Deeper!” She screamed with delight as he pressed all the way in. Her whole body shook; she could see that he felt it – her pussy contracted upon his oversized member. It’s so wet now! He snorted and moved faster, becoming rougher. It took only a moment longer before she felt it spurting a huge load inside her. Vera gasped, watching the beast emptying into her. I think I just saw my belly bulge upward! She worked a hand through his golden brown fur as he filled her.

She suddenly felt a pop inside of her; she knew the bubble was gone now. She looked up and smiled at the gentle tauren. He gazed into her eyes as he withdrew; he rolled onto his side and she nuzzled against his chest, lying in silence. “I can’t be with you,” she said eventually.
“I know. I hope I didn’t hurt you. I hope it was a pleasant experience. You were the only one that would have me.”
“Oh, it was. I enjoyed it very much.”
He grinned, “you are a good teacher.”
She was confused, “this was your fist time?”
He nodded.
She rubbed his fur. “You were very gentle and it was a wonderful experience, but I could never bring you back to my home.”
He nodded again, “I hope I see you in my travels Vera.” He looked sad as he gathered his clothes and left her.

Bertrand paid her a visit the following day and she explained that she had broken the bubble with the help of a tauren. He was confused at first, but accepted it shortly after.
“I am not with him, if that is a concern.” He smiled. “But, I cannot bring you to Teldrassil. I do wish, however, that I may return to you when I am in the area.”
“Of course. I only hope that you will realize that you belong here instead, but I will be patient for you.”

She left that evening and returned to the world tree. She generated many perplexed glances as she made her way to her relatives. She explained how she had been adventuring with her mother and sister. How she had been seduced by a handsome night-elf adventurer who had been killed shortly after. Fentra and Elana had also fallen. She had been gravely wounded too, but she had survived with her unborn children. They accepted this tale, or so she hoped.

She bided her time for nearly a month before two healthy children came forth. The birthing process was arduous, but she beamed when she was able to hold her mother and sister again. She knew the dwarf had been right in the end. She would be a better person after this, and hopefully her mother and sister would be too.

Vera coddled them for the first few months and she grew steadily as well. My body is meant to be traveling and adventuring. She lamented for her new-found weight, but knew her children would be healthy from her care. As more months passed she grew immensely, feeling drained from inactivity. My belly is huge; I wonder why it is growing so much… Then it fell into place: I could still get pregnant while the bubble was in me. A few more months confirmed her suspicions.

She had doubled in size, unable to stand. Her family came to her to help with the unexpected birth. It was far more painful than the last birth and it lasted hours. Eventually she felt a child entering the world. She was terrified of their expressions, a mixture of shock and disgust. Using both hands, the midwife held a furry tauren child for her so see. Suddenly pain gripped her again. She continued pushing until another child came out – a human child. She continued, pushing out two more night elf children and a obvious dwarven baby.

She now had seven children in total. That explains why I had been so huge and unable to move. I didn’t think you could have multiple children from multiple fathers… I guess it was something from that magic.
Her mind was spinning. She tried to think of how to explain this. Her family stared, disgusted. My life among the elves is over, but I can’t help but smile at those cute children. She sighed deeply, “Well, this is awkward…”