Just Desserts

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Where is she? Magdalene waited for her sister to awake, as she delved into a book about a new alteration spell. The grand door creaked open to reveal her daughters standing proudly naked. “Can’t you girls at least act civilized for one day? Get dressed before the council members arrive.” She sneered before returning to her reading.

“Aunt Mabel told us some of your stories. How you two were worse than us when you were our age.” Chantal traced a symbol in the air as she said a phrase. Magdalene’s mouth tightened, and she started drooling uncontrollably. She could feel her lips stretching vertically. She tried to yell, but made only a demeaning, wet sound. Putting her hand upon her altered mouth, she found it had changed into a very damp vagina.

“You look nice, pussy face!” Gabriella grinned.
Gabriella also cast a spell, causing a conjured binding to materialize upon Magdalene’s hands, bringing them together as in prayer. Magdalene tried to speak again, making only slurping sounds as drool ran down her chin. I should have countered sooner! Damn you, Mabel – you can’t involve my kids in your sick games! 

“Aunt Mabel had a lot to say about you. She said that you two used to fornicate every night in the most creative ways possible.” Gabriella rubbed a hand upon her thigh before she jerked away. Both girl’s cocks stood at attention. “She said you summoned a cyclops for your own use one night. I bet that thing had a huuuuge cock.”
“I’m surprised you could handle that monster, Mom.” Chantal stood with her arms crossed, causing her generous breasts to spill over the top. “We know you are older, though, so we won’t be that brutal. We are just looking to have some fun at your expense.” She unlaced her mother’s bodice and slipped her dress to the floorboards.

Gabriella pulled her forward, spilling the bound woman onto the floor before hoisting her onto her knees. She held Magdalene’s head as Chantal stepped forward leisurely, her hard cock hanging at an angle due to its heft. Chantal held the cock, pressing the tip against her vertical lips, entering easily. Magdalene pulled back, coughing and making lewd sounds as she fought to pull away. Gabriella held her in place, forcing her to breathe through her nose. She’s all the way in my throat and I can’t stop her. When I gag it only squeezes my lips upon her!

“Mabel had a good point. No matter what we do you won’t be able to punish us until after the council leaves.” She fucked her mother’s altered face as she spoke. “We know you won’t forget, but who knows, one of us might be going to join them for training. This will be more incentive for one of us to succeed!”
Magdalene’s eyes narrowed and her new mouth made unbecoming sounds as she tried to open wider to avoid pleasuring the shaft. This plan backfired, as it allowed her daughter’s cock to go just a little deeper, making her gag and clench once again.

Gabriella giggled. “Mabel shared their plans with us. They’re looking for a new protégé to replace one of the members.” Gabriella moved her erect shaft onto Magdalene’s shoulder, pressing forward with her hips.

Their mother bucked wildly as the girls sandwiched her, forcing Chantal’s meaty rod into her esophagus. Tears rolled down Magdalene’s cheeks as she tried to relax, unable to find relief from the object forced down her throat. Finally, Chantal withdrew, leaving a long line of spit trailing to her mother’s upper pussy. She dropped onto her bound hands, sputtered and gasping through her moist lips.

They pulled her to her feet and pushed her onto a nearby desk. Magdalene growled as Chantal poked between her legs. She resisted, but being bound and silenced against two was a hopeless fight. Gabriella pulled her shoulders, laying her back upon the table. Placing her head upside down over the edge of the wooden desk, Gabriella put her cock into her mother’s manipulated mouth. Magdalene watched her daughter’s magically created balls as they slapped her forehead. She swallowed the shaft as another pumped her lower lips. The girls matched each other’s motion, fucking her at a modest pace. They normally hate each other. I guess I should be pleased they are finally working together on something. Magdalene thought sarcastically. I will have to devise something harsh for the child that doesn’t go with the council.

“Want it in your mouth, Mom?” Gabriella questioned. Magdalene choked and tightened, trying to protest. This caused her daughter to reach climax instantly, launching warm goo directly into her throat. She watched the balls tense, closing her eyes as she swallowed her daughter’s fluid. “Too late.” Gabriella held in place as she pulsed inside the warm, wet opening. She slid out as Chantal continued, her large breasts bouncing delightfully.

With her hands still bound upon her chest and her legs hoisted high, Magdalene angrily accepted her daughter’s seed in her lower opening. Done so quickly? I hope it was worth it, because I’m going to make you both suffer! Chantal grinned at her mother’s quiet defiance, removing the magical bindings from her wrists and removing her unfastened bodice. She stepped back and collected a tome from a nearby bookshelf, holding it high. “Do you recall what this book does?”

‘Harnessing Creatures of a Time Before’ – it is a book about summoning, Magdalene thought, you are playing with fire, sweet daughter. “I am sure you do, but guess what I’m going to summon for you.” Chantal flipped it open and found a page near the middle. She found a passage and began reciting the spell. Magdalene put out a hand to halt the incantation, but it was too late. A chill filled the room as a bright green portal formed upon the wooden floor. Spreading as something appeared in the center. Magdalene watched as an enormous tentacle snaked its way into the room, holding itself in the air. More followed, all bluish purple, slimy, and smooth, writhing as they assessed the room. She forgot the name, but she knew this creature would dwell in caves, waiting to plant its seed in unsuspecting explorers. She knew most of the creatures in the book would not kill outright, but they all could be dangerous.

Another, larger tentacle appear from the portal, weaving carefully through the air as it rose. The end opened to reveal a large eye, examining the room as the three women watched. The other tendrils moved downward in a fluid motion. Three of the slimy feelers moved around Magdalene as others approached the sisters.

Magdalene’s head snapped back as one forced itself into the glistening opening upon her face. The other two found her lower holes, sliding in with astounding ease. There was shocking pain as the thick limb forced her ass open without any preparation. She tried to scream, but the tentacle in her throat was already moving into her stomach. The limb in her ass found its way through her intestines and reached her belly shortly after. Once those were in place the last one in her pussy pushed deeper. She could feel astounding pressure inside her reproductive system before a sharp pain came. The thick feeler moved farther, sliding around inside her womb. She was violated entirely in a matter of moments.

Meanwhile, the sisters tried to evade the weaving appendages, but they easily found their paths into their rumps, forcing their way through their bowels. Both girls shrieked in pain as they stumbled forward. Chantal’s massive tits bounced as she tried to awkwardly run, but the tentacle grew longer following faster than she could evade it. It turned inside her and pulled her back to the middle of the room. The tentacles forced them to turn at its whim, bending Gabriella forward as the other shifted Chantal to stand behind her. The large, bent tendril pulled out Gabriella’s ass with a pop, leaving her gaping. The feeler in Chantal forced her forward, pushing her toward her sister’s rump. Unable to resist, Chantal guided her cock, forcing it into her sister’s open asshole.

The free tentacle that had primed her ass now moved around and jammed itself into Gabriella’s mouth, forcing her to wretch as it found a pathway into her stomach. She grabbed the slimy appendage, trying to pull it back out; it was too strong and slippery, however, and it slid right through her grasp, continuing through her stomach and going farther. She made a surprised grunt, her eyes tightening as she paused her struggle.

Chantal jerked at the same time, letting out a low moan. “It is… It’s sucking me through you!” She leaned forward as the tentacle worked her cock. She moved her hips subtly as the other tentacle explored her ass.

The eye in the center of the room bobbed and trembled, and Magdalene braced for what was coming. All of the tentacles had bulges moving upward slowly. She reached down, squeezing the one going into her pussy with both hands. The bulge stopped, but the others moved in without pause. She felt one spread her throat wide, delivering the thick goop into her belly, as did the one behind her, opening her posterior painfully wide. She felt it maneuver through her intestines, shrinking only slightly to move through her intricate digestive tract and find its way to her stomach.

Her stomach swelled as another load advanced through the tendrils. Magdalene was still able to hold the growing bulge, but it was troublesome, especially as she felt more forcing its way up her ass and down her open throat. She tried to stop the third wave by squeezing her orifices tightly, but that failed. The thick fluid painfully parted her asshole, which in turn made the pussy on her face wet and unable to resist that incoming deposit. She felt the thick glob roll down her throat, coming to rest in her expansive belly.

Her grip faltered on the fourth load, and she felt some go past her palm. She moved her hand higher, desperately trying to keep the monster’s fluids at bay, but it was too late. The massive bulge forced through her grasp, caused her to grumble audibly as it opened her pussy wide, making its way up and into her vagina. It was bearable until she felt it parting her cervix. The massive pressure built until it forced its way through, causing a stabbing pain and lingering discomfort. She dug her nails into her thighs as she tried to endure the agony.

Chantal was pumping her sister carefully, but her expression showed she was hurting. The bulges slipped into her ass one by one, puffing her belly outward. Her heavy tits soon rested upon her distended stomach as she tried to find completion amidst the pain. She held her sister’s shoulder, pushing in with all the force she could. Her large, inflated belly wobbling as it rested upon Gabriella’s back. It was clear that she was desperately trying to cum, but she was unable to push past the torment as the monster pumped her full. “It’s squeezing me in there! It’s too tight – it won’t let me cum!” She spoke with frustration, meeting her mother’s gaze.

Gabriella held a bulge at bay as it tried to move into her throat. It had built up as well, nearly hiding her hands beneath the expansive growth of seed. She moaned, unable to cry out with the blockage in her mouth. She staggered forward as her sister rammed her with long, forceful strokes, still attempting to finish. Gabriella stumbled, and it was obvious her strength was failing. Unable to last, her cock bounced and erupted, shooting streams of cum onto the floorboards. She whimpered as her grip weakened exponentially, and soon the massive lump forced her jaw wide. The visible bulge snaked a path down her throat and stopped in her belly, causing it to hang low enough to touch her still erect cock. She jerked at the sensation, causing Chantal to stop, fighting back tears. The tentacle inside her slipped higher, finally releasing its hold on her sister’s cock.

Another bulge moved into Chantal’s ass, forcing her forward. With her cock no longer restrained, Chantal erupted, gasping loudly as she filled her sister’s rump. Her expression was a cross between euphoria and agony as she rammed inside, causing her belly to shake heavily as it rested upon Gabriella’s back. Chantal burst into tears as the flow increased, pumping far more inside of her than the other two girls. Her arms and legs thickened, making her frame widen with added girth. Her ass became broader as did her already hefty tits. They puffed out, retaining their round, upturned form as they hung lower. She pleaded for it to stop as the time passed, but she was too weak to move away, feeling the thick lumps of warm goo slipping into her ass, puffing her stomach over her sister’s back.

Gabriella bent down as her sister’s expanding belly grew atop her. With the tentacle still down her throat, Gabriella smiled and grinded upon the cock still buried in her ass. Chantal sighed pitifully as she held her sister’s hips, shooting another load in her ass. She twitched with overwhelming sensations, sobbing as more moved into her ass. Suddenly she felt another sensation as the tentacle inside Gabriella latched onto her cock once more. She felt fluid moving through the opening and into her balls. It came slowly at first, giving a surprisingly enjoyable feeling as it flowed up her urethra. Soon, however, it came in larger doses, opening her cock as it forced thick pulses into her sagging nuts. She could feel their weight against her inner thighs.

Gabriella grumbled and struggled, overcome by the sudden movement inside. She rocked side-to-side, unable to move as she supported herself with her hands. Her stomach swayed, grazing her cock, causing her to cum a second time. She blasted seed onto her hanging belly, whimpering as the beast continued pushing its collected fluid through her guts.

The tentacle inside pushed outward, causing her filled cock to slip free before it curled closed, blocking entrance to her ass. Chantal wanted release, but the thick cream stayed in place in her inflated testicles. The feeler skewering Gabriella slowly moved her away and Magdalene was pushed into her place. It walked her closer before slipping the tentacle in her pussy out. It edged them together and Chantal could see its intent – it wanted her to fuck her mother. She hoped an orgasm would dislodge the blockage, so she grabbed Magdalene’s pliable ass and drove in. They stood, pressing their full bellies together as the tentacles in their asses continued filling. The tendril in her mother’s deformed mouth slipped out with a loud wet noise. It moved behind and pressed Chantal’s face into the damp warmth. She pulled back, but it was far stronger, and soon she gave in and gently licked inside her mother’s upper pussy lips.

Magdalene loved the sensation; her body quaked as she let out a loud moan. She gripped her daughter’s supple backside, pulling her closer. The tentacle in Gabriella’s mouth slipped out and moved behind their mother, as the other free appendage moved behind Chantal. At the same time, both pushed in beside the others, forcing their asses wider before shooting a more watery fluid inside. The pain was intense as the tendrils moved them against one another, forcing them to fuck. They were both in too much pain to cum as the creature continued inflating them. After some time it finally stopped the flow. Their bellies pressed outward as they embraced, both swollen and sweating as their soft skin pressed together. The creature moved them again, this time at a quick, forceful pace. Chantal’s large cock skewered her mother in spite of the full fleshy mounds between them. Only the tip stayed in as the tentacles drew them back before pushing them closer. The pressure built and It felt amazing once the flood gates opened, her full testicles forcing the monster’s seed into her mother.

The monster’s tendrils slid out, leaving an empty feeling as the mixed substances rolled from their orifices. The fleshy purple appendages snaked back to the portal and soon they were gone completely. The bright glow that bathed the room had vanished as the otherworldly door closed completely. They all emptied without control, their bellies slowly deflating as they grunted and pushed. They are going to scrub this floor by hand! Magdalene vomited up some of the goo, using her dress to wipe her chin and hands. Gabriella laughed as she moved in to strike her sister’s expansive belly.

The door burst open and Mabel stood, smirking at the scene before her. The two siblings and their mother were dripping with white fluid, still allowing some to pour out of their lower openings. Magdalene glared at her sister, making a sloppy noise as she tried to speak. Mabel looked into her eyes and rubbed her cheek. “Just like old times sweet sister!”

She traced the juicy lips upon Magdalene’s face. “We must be careful now. Elouise is here.” Mabel stepped to the window. “She does not approve of mages openly acting in unbecoming ways. She is a complete tight ass that makes your mother look like an absolute slut.” She stepped to Chantal, running her hands along the girl’s inflated body.
“I don’t know how long we’ll be able to play nice.” Gabriella interjected. “Maybe we’re not the right fit for this.”
Mabel appeared wholly disinterested in her comment. “You think all of us just stop having sex around her? I didn’t say you couldn’t, I just said you have to be careful. She knows it goes on, but she is a woman of respect. With all of our powers it would be foolish not to use them creatively; she just wants to keep it private.” Their aunt smirked as she turned her gaze back to Magdalene. “I suppose you want your mouth changed back?” Another wet sound came and Mabel chuckled. Saying a phrase, she watched her sister’s long face change, her thin lips reforming horizontally.

“You salacious whore!”
“You’re one to talk.” Mabel ran her finger along her sister’s inner thigh, collecting some of the fluid. She brought it up and touched it to her tongue with a grin. “Who do you think is the lucky girl?” She glanced to the younger girls.

“What are you talking about?”
“This isn’t the monster’s seed. It put an egg in one of you.”
“What the hell is this, then?” Chantal held up her sticky hands.
“This is nourishment – milk, basically. When the creature is born it feeds on this.” She grabbed a handful from the floor and licked it. “This will make a great custard for this evening’s meal.” She made her way to the door. “I shall welcome Elouise; I suggest you three tidy up.”

“I will not forget this.” Magdalene stormed to the door. “You will assist the servants in cleaning this and you will behave properly or I will show you things you’ve never heard of.” There was a fire in her eye as she turned, marching naked and dripping into the hallway.

“Completely worth it!” Gabriella laughed, watching her inflated sister unable to halt the river of ‘milk’ forming beneath her as her swollen frame slowly returned to normal. Chantal growled and grabbed a handful, launching it into her face. Gabriella gasped as the blob slapped her, dripping onto her chest. Some got into her mouth. “She was right, this is actually pretty good!”

MOBA 3 – Janna

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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.”