Voluptus Ludum Ch. 05

She looked about ready to give birth to twins, or even triplets. Yet, to her surprise, there were no stretch marks, though the skin of her dome like abdomen was shiny from the expansion. As she was staring amazement, she felt something wet running along her asshole. She looked back, seeing her Mistress kneeling down, her hands roughly gripping Alice's ass cheeks and spreading them apart, allowing her to bury her head between them. Alice moaned at the feeling of Emily's tongue but only in shock at the lewd act.

Before she could formulate a proper thought on this, she saw Emily stand, her cock hard as stone. Alice knew what was coming, she opened her mouth to try dissuade her Mistress, but all that came out a sudden cry of bliss. There was still pain, a lot of it, her tight rosebud being forced apart by a wrist thick member was something Alice never thought she would ever experience. The feeling of that thick pole forcing its way into her rectum, rubbing roughly against both her entrance and her anus. It was painful to max.

Yet, despite the sheer amount of pain she felt, Alice was cumming harder than she had when she battled Emily. The burning sensation of her stretched anus was the most blissful experience she had experienced. Consumed by her sudden revelation that she was no doubt a masochist, Alice couldn't resist begging for more pain.

"Mistress, ah, please... fuck me, fuck my ass! Slap me, use me, break me!!!" She screamed, something that the still rational part of Emily's mind knew needed to be addressed, before someone saw them. Emily pulled out completely, her cock mere inches from Alice's throbbing asshole. "Noooo, why'd you stop?" She whined.

"If you want me to fuck you, then be quiet." Emily didn't wait for confirmation that her will had been heard, instead she merely forced her cock back inside Alice's ass. The order had clearly sunk in, as Alice was no longer screaming for me, instead she simply did her best of pleasure her Mistress, hoping she would reward her. To her joy, this hope was answered as Emily began to thrust harder and faster, her cock viciously plunging Alice's formerly virgin ass, while she brought her hands down, slapping the quivering ass cheeks every time she pulled out. Soon the skin was red and sore, but Alice didn't care, she was constantly cumming, the pleasure only spiking, never fading. With a grunt, Emily sunk to the hilt and gave Alice's ass its first bath of cum.

Alice let out a silent scream of orgasm. The flood of warmth that spread through her rectum giving her even greater pleasure. As it continued to flow, she could practically feeling it running through her intestines, before flooding her stomach from the wrong way, and still Emily continued to cum. Just as the last pulse was fired, Alice felt her Mistress's spunk overflow into her oesophagus and throat, before she could finally taste it on her tongue. Emily pulled out, watching as Alice's back hole twitched wildly, attempting to close and keep all the cum inside. She walked around to Alice's front, seeing her sperm flowing in thin streams down Alice's face.

Emily presented Alice with her cock. The German girl knew what to do instantly. Despite her exhausted state, she took the large phallus into her mouth, lathering it in her saliva mixed with cum, letting out low moans as she tasted not only more cum on Emily's cock, but also Alice's own juices and ass. In some corner of their minds, they both knew it was disgusting, but at the forefront of their consciousnesses was the overwhelming pleasure it had given them. After Alice had cleaned her now flaccid shaft completely, Emily felt satisfied. There were no more outfits to try on and even then, she didn't think she had enough strength to lift a single article of clothing at that moment. As she looked at Alice, she decided it was completely worth it though.

After she was able to walk again, Emily went to the door. She could practically smell Rebecca's lust on the other side. She opened the door slightly, glad that no was around, and had Rebecca pass her some of her new clothes.

"Sounded like you were having fun, Mistress." Rebecca commented, her voice low and husky. Her arousal was painted all over her face.

"Yeah," Emily gasped, "Ruined my clothes though." As she finished putting on the new clothes, a tight fitting belly shirt and loose, black jeans, she stepped out of the changing room, "I need to you to pay for the clothes Alice wanted; I don't think I can walk properly just yet." Emily told Rebecca, stretching and trying to keep herself steady.

"Wow, you really went at it, huh?"

"Take a look for yourself." Rebecca did just that, and peeked inside the changing room. She pulled back after a moment.

"Damn, didn't think you had it in you to go that far, especially in public." The Brit congratulated her, causing Emily to blush fiercely.

"Just, just hurry up and pay so we can go." Rebecca laughed at that and left to talk to a clerk.

After half an hour, Alice was dressed in her only decent outfit; a black latex corset with matching latex pants. It was the only one Emily had neglected to have put on Alice, but it was for the best, since it was the only one that had just a few splashes of cum here and there. The three left the store, with bags in tow and probably looking like an odd group; Emily in her plain, belly shirt and loose jeans, looking like an everyday, albeit good looking, girl, while Alice was dressed in fetish clothes, her silver hair standing out starkly against the black outfit, while Rebecca had a loose top that would show off plenty of cleavage were her breasts larger, and a mini skirt with no panties on underneath. The three went back into the car and began to talk about what to do next.

Rebecca was quiet, her focus entirely on Emily's and Alice's chests, each bigger than her own. She had never felt inadequate before, making up for her lack of curves with her sexual prowess, but she felt like Emily would like something more than just a wild creature in bed. Sure she had a nice lower body, but she couldn't help but feel unhappy with her bust size.

"Hey, Mistress." She said suddenly, cutting into the conversation.

"What's wrong, Rebecca?" Emily asked, having noticed her silence despite her buoyant nature.

"Well, you know how you can change our bodies with your cards? I was wondering if you have one that would make my, uh..." Emily was surprised how shy Rebecca seemed about this.

"Go on."

"Well I was wondering... if there's one that would give me bigger tits." She finished. It was like when she had asked her parents for breast implants, but they had explicitly denied her, even going so far as to contact any plastic surgeon they knew not to let her get them, and Rebecca wasn't stupid enough to go to a underground doctor for it, since they'd probably mess it up or worse... Either way, it was embarrassing. Emily giggled a little bit. "What?"

"Nothing... Why do you want bigger breasts? You're perfect the way you are." Emily said.

"Yeah, that's what my parents said too, but... I look at you and Alice, and I... I don't know, I feel inadequate. Like I just don't measure up. Please, Mistress?" She begged. Emily looked at her and saw that this was something that was personal to her. She was probably bullied for not being a big breasted bimbo, Emily thought and decided that if she could, she would help.

"Okay then. I won't make any promises though." Emily warned, but Rebecca simply smirked happily. Alice drove them back to the mansion. As they walked back up to the door, Rebecca had a clear bounce in her step. As soon as they were through the door, she bounded up the stairs and came back with Emily's deck, along with the other cards from their decks. She handed them to Emily as they all sat on the couch. Alice decided she was going to try on her other clothes, since she had only really tried on two when she was fully conscious, leaving Emily and Rebecca alone to find the right card.

"Oh, what about that one!" Rebecca pointed to a card on the table. They gone through the cards, removing all the futanari and other non-humanoid types. The card Rebecca pointed to was of an elven creature, who looked remarkably like Rebecca with the exception of the pointed ears and slightly muscular physique, and of course her breasts.

"I don't know." Emily said, biting her lip. The creature had breasts easily the size of her head, most likely bigger.

"Please! If you or I don't like them we can always go to a smaller size." As Rebecca spoke, a certain Goddess smirked.

"Goddess?" Her representative said questioningly.

"I feel like mischief, Puer." Sors Nepellus said with a small laugh. Puer looked at the Goddess but said nothing, she knew that nothing she said would dissuade the Goddess from toying with Emily Ralia's life.

Back in the living room, Emily placed the card down, having acquiesced to Rebecca's wish. For a moment nothing happened, then the room filled with a small burst of light, temporarily blinding Emily and Rebecca. When it faded the two stared at each other's chests in part horror, part arousal. As they stared both of their chests were beginning to expand. Emily's C cups soon turning to DD and beyond in moments. Rebecca's were expanding much faster, already at a G cup and showing no signs of stopping. Even as the horror and arousal washed over her, Emily silently cursed Sors Nepellus, knowing the Goddess was responsible for this.

Emily felt her clothes being taken off, but saw no one there. Damn that Goddess, she cursed in her head as she and Rebecca were both given their first full look at their expanding bosoms. Emily's bra had snapped off long ago before the spectral hands could remove it. She doubted she would ever find a bra to fit her at the end of this. Yet, the idea of her breasts stretching out any article of clothing she wore, her nipples on full display for all to see, was undeniably arousing to her. Emily shook her head clear of the thoughts.

Upstairs they heard a cry, telling them that Alice was also suffering from the Goddess's mischief. Emily's eyes focused briefly on the card and saw that there was no longer just one elf, but three, each with different sized breasts, though they were all massive by anyone's standards. The arousal she felt was growing quickly, her mind filling with lustful thoughts of Rebecca and Alice with massive breasts filling her mind and causing her cock to quickly grow erect. She began to masturbate, even as her bust kept growing, as did Rebecca, despite the fact that her breasts had now grown to the point where they obscured her navel. They were obviously natural despite how perky they seemed, as they jiggled wildly from Rebecca's movements.

Looking down, Emily found that she could no longer see her cock past her breasts. Her free hand shot to her expanding bust, exploring the massive surface, and finding her erect nipple, now over an inch long and thicker than her thumb. The added stimulation brought her closer to orgasm, which only seemed to fuel her growth. As the first jet of cum shot from her cock, her bust had one last sudden spurt of growth, before stopping entirely, as her cock painted the underside of her impossible tits with her cum. As she came down from her orgasm, she looked to Rebecca.

The British girl was still growing. She had long since outgrown Emily, her rack was twice the size of her head now and still growing. Her nipples were almost like miniature cocks now, easily four inches long and as thick as a wrist. As Emily looked on, she felt her arousal building once again, even when she stared in wide eyed shock, as a sudden jet of white fluid sprayed from Rebecca's nipples. Concerned, she looked down at herself and saw that she too was leaking milk, but much less than Rebecca. Lust clouded her mind and Emily leaned her head down, raising her breasts with her hands and latching onto both her teats at once.

Milk flooded her mouth and she couldn't hold back the moan of pleasure. It was as good as her cum, maybe even better, though it wasn't as thick, the fluid simply ran down her throat easily and filled her stomach. Through sheer willpower, however, her eyes stayed on Rebecca, whose tits were as big as her torso, each, and they were still growing. Knowing something needed to be done before she became incapable of moving, Emily began to pray to Sors Nepellus. As she did so she found herself back in the field, standing opposite a familiar cloaked figure.

"Please stop what you're doing." She said immediately.

"Why would I do that? Look at Rebecca, she seems so happy." The hidden Goddess laughed, her voice almost seeming to echo across the field.

"Yeah, but at this rate she won't be able to move." Emily pleaded, the image of Rebecca immobile because of her breasts flashing through her mind. She wouldn't admit it, but the thought turned her on slightly.

"She's a sex slave, you'll still be able to fuck her." Sors Nepellus said, her tone making it obvious she didn't see the problem.

"No! I don't want them to be just sex slaves. Rebecca and Alice are the only ones I can honestly call my friends. I want to hang out with them, I want to be able to go out with them, have fun. You know, actually live!" Emily shouted.

"I swear I'll never understand you humans. If, Emily, I were to reduce the size of all of your breasts what would you offer in return?" The Goddess asked, lighting a small fire of hope in Emily.

"I'll win. I'll be your consort." She said, voice full of conviction.

"That's already a given should you win. No, I think you will have to promise me something more." The Goddess said, sounding somewhat amused now.

"Like what?!" Emily all but shouted.

"If you were to let me tinker with that cock of yours I'd gladly give you the power to choose how large your breasts are." The Goddess offered, her mischievous tone obvious to Emily.

"Like hell! You'll just make my cock as big as a house or something!" She accused.

"On my honour as a Goddess, I swear I will not make it impractical for you." Emily stared at the cloaked Goddess. She weighed her options; on the one hand if she said no, Rebecca and probably Alice too, would be stuck where they were forever, but if she said yes, despite the vow she was certain Nepellus would do something. In the end she decided she would help her friends.

"I-I guess so then." She acquiesced.

"Good. You should feel honoured Emily Ralia, no mortal has made a Goddess take a vow before. I expect more like that from you." With that, the field faded to black and Emily woke up on the couch.

She looked down and sighed in relief at seeing her chest was back to normal. Looking to Rebecca confirmed that she too was normal, asleep and covered in milk, but normal. She checked upstairs, finding Alice in the bathroom, also unconscious and covered in milk, but fine. Remembering that Sors Nepellus had tinkered with her cock, Emily quickly pulled down her pants, seeing her cock had not grown in size, not even by an inch. She breathed another sigh of relief and returned down the stairs.

Sors Nepellus had said she would give Emily the power to decide the size of her breasts for herself. While Emily would not admit it aloud, she had always been interested in larger breasts attesting to her old interest in anime, where large breasts were the norm, though some were crazier than others. Testing the waters, she thought of making her breasts a cup size larger. For a second nothing happened, then they began to slowly grow. After a while she was a D cup.

The sensation was the same as before. The feeling of her breasts growing was amazing. Unable to help herself, Emily made it so they would keep growing until she wanted otherwise. They grew to DD cups, EE and beyond. Emily wanted them to stop, but they refused, growing to F cups. As she watched, her anger at Sors Nepellus rising once again, they stopped, though they were indeed massive.

"These must be J cups or bigger." She stated under her breath, both amazed and pissed at the size.

"I should have told you that I made it so that the growth would respond to your subconscious desires if you aren't careful." The voice of Sors Nepellus reverberated through her head, before fading completely.

"Asshole." She cursed her, before focusing on her breasts. They were perky, despite the fact that her bra had snapped off ages ago, but were definitely natural as she gave them a poke, her finger sinking into the firm yet yielding flesh. A small jump had them jiggling madly. Despite the fact that she had not consciously wanted them this big, she couldn't deny that they looked and felt amazing. She smiled a bitter smile.

"That fucking Goddess." She muttered under her breath as she went down the stairs to see Rebecca was awake.

"Mistress? Wha-what happened? I remember my tits growing massive, then... nothing." Emily explained everything to her, Rebecca's eyes widening in surprise, "Wow, you stood up to a Goddess? You've got balls, Mistress." Rebecca joked, both girls laughing.

"I can make your tits bigger if you want, Rebecca." Immediately, the small chested Brit jumped at the idea, "How big do you want them?" Emily asked.

"I don't know. Just make them grow until I say stop, okay?" Emily nodded and began making them grow. The growth was slow, even though Emily tried to speed it up, knowing Rebecca would want breasts much bigger than D cups or even G cups. Emily watched Rebecca's face, her eyes alight with lust and happiness. Her breasts reached GG cups.

"Do you want to stop now?" Emily asked, as they became H cups.

"Hell no! I mean, you can if you want to, Mistress, but I want them bigger than yours. Hell, I wouldn't mind if they were bigger than my body." She joked, her hands running over her naked tits, stroking the soft flesh and the hard, bullet like nipple that capped them. Emily continued to let them grow, they were now K cups, but when Emily looked at her, Rebecca shook her head. Only when Rebecca had attained what looked to be monstrous O cups. They were indeed as large as her head.

"How do you feel?" Emily asked.

"I feel fantastic. I mean, look at me! They're so perky, it's like they're fake, but... they're not!" Rebecca was clearly giddy with her new breasts, though Emily didn't know how she would feel when her back started giving her problems, though then again, Emily herself didn't seem to have any issues with her new size. As Rebecca was exploring her new tit flesh, Emily left to do one last selfish thing for herself. She went back into the bathroom to find Alice was looking around as though in a daze.

"Mistress, what happened?" Like with Rebecca, Emily explained everything.

"Alice, I want you to have bigger tits as well." Emily couldn't believe what she was saying or even thinking. She had never been one to push her own wants on others, and yet she was all but ordering Alice to have a larger bust. The German looked down at her D cups.

"Sure!" She said enthusiastically, surprising Emily slightly.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I mean I'm not too bothered either way, Mistress, but if you think I'd look better with bigger tits, then I'm all for it! Just so long as you keep fucking my ass." She grinned, the memory of the store causing her to shudder in want.

"Oh, okay then. Do you have a size you'd like at all or..."

"Whatever you want is fine, Mistress." Alice said, without hesitation. Emily couldn't help but think the girl was almost completely submissive, like she was willing to do anything for Emily. The thought of Alice being immobilised by her breasts flashed through Emily's mind, but she shook it loose. She would just make Alice as big as she was, maybe a little more.

A few minutes later, Alice had unnaturally perky K cups. They sagged just enough to come off as natural, but at a glance one would think they were fake. The German began to explore them.