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Elemental Overload, by DragonMasterX.

"You scatter-brained nincompoop, be more careful with my valuables!"

Tony the axolotl had made some very poor choices in his life, but he always regretted not having gone to college during his jobs as a delivery boy. "Yes, Mr. Krum." He droned, mentally reciting the age old mantra from his company about the customer always being right as long as they paid. Mr. Krum was, unfortunately, a good payer.

"Hmph! Young people these days!" Mr. Krum was an antiques' dealer. His old bear eyes always lit up when new shipments arrived, but he hated having to remind the item carriers of the fragility of his precious acquisitions. "No appreciation for the fine arts. I wish my bad back wasn't acting up so I could carry it all myself! But I have to deal with you instead."

"Yes, Mr. Krum," Tony sighed, trying not to show his impatience as he held a heavy crate up in his scrawny pink arms. "Where do you want the first item?"

Mr. Krum was hunched over, not an inch taller than Tony, yet a full head lower than him on account of his bad back. Assisted by his walking cane, Mr. Krum slowly moved out of the way, leveraged himself with his elbow on top of a counter and used his cane to point over to the corner. "Just leave it there. I will have my assistant take care of it when he arrives. If only that boy knew anything about responsibility. He's good with his hands and knows how to take care of sensitive, precious cargo. His time-management skills, however..."

The more the old bear rambled, the less Tony paid attention. He was there to drop off stuff and move on to the next delivery. "How about this one?"

"Same as the other," Mr. Krum tapped the counter with his cane, grumbling. "And don't stack the crates! I don't want any weight carelessly pressing the contents down, y'hear?"

"Yes, Mr. Krum." Tony was going cross-eyed. He was on auto-pilot and it didn't help he'd pulled an all-nighter on videogames. He went back and forth from the delivery truck, cursing the fact his partner had taken that day off, leaving him to break his back driving around and carrying all the items by himself.

"Be _extremely_careful with that one, boy!" the antiques' dealer seemed irate all of a sudden, banging a fist down on the counter with an exasperated expression and fogged up glasses. "What you have in your hands there is worth more than you could possibly imagine!"

Tony was skeptical about the value of anything inside of Mr. Krum's store. He gave him the benefit of the doubt by looking over the statue inside a glass cage he was carrying. "An old worn-down fox statue?"

"Ahh! Why do I bother?!" Mr. Krum seemed pained by the kid's ignorance, "That, you idiot, is a unique and authentic ninth century Japanese kitsune ward statue!"

"It just looks old to me, man. What's it even worth?" Tony grunted, knowing there was more to the story he was going to hear whether he liked it or not.

"Its monetary worth is irrelevant," Mr. Krum continued, "Ancient legends speak of a terrifying yokai, an evil spirit, bound to that very statue to prevent its evil from destroying the world. It was crafted by a master monk who had a powerful exorcist seal that creature away. It's not simply a collector's item. What you're holding is history itself, m'boy!"

"Well," Tony gently set it down on the counter next to Mr. Krum, who seemed strangely proud of his latest acquisition, "That's impressive, but I gotta deliver more history someplace else, Mr. Krum."

"Feh. No respect for the past! What a disgrace..."

The axolotl was glad that had been the final item for this delivery, as he was pretty sure the old antiques' seller was getting ready to go on another rant. Tony didn't give him a chance and put the waiver and pen in front of the bear. After a quick grumbly signature, the delivery van was on its way to its next job.

After cleaning his glasses and putting them back on, Mr. Krum decided he was going to inspect the cargo himself. "That foolish apprentice of mine is taking an age to show up to his job! I will have died by the time he gets here." He wasn't a pleased employer. And he was even less than pleased when his clean glasses noticed a crack over the kitsune's statue going up a broken ear tip. It was a minor imperfection, but a recently acquired one from what he could tell. "They damaged- they broke it! Those... those idiots! Augh! This will not stand!"

"Gramps... gramps? Why are you yelling?" a much younger, taller bear appeared from the back entrance. Finding his grandfather raising his voice, the young one sighed: "Did the neighbor's cat get in through the window above again?"

"No! It's those fools at the delivery company. They damaged a precious item! Oh but don't you worry, they'll hear it from me!" Mr. Krum menacingly waved a finger before smacking his grandson up the head with his cane. "And where were you?! Shop opens at 8!"

"Oww! It's... it's still 7:20, gramps...!"

"No excuses! Now help me with this piece of junk phone. When I was your age we had to send each other letters. This device is too complicated for me!"

"Y-yeah. Look, you need to send them a pic, right? I'll help you. Let me just remove the cover from the glass cage..." as the grandson removed the lid of the crystal cage, the place shook. A gust of wind whirled about for a few moments, startling both young and old. "Whu-what was that...?"

Shaking, the old bear struggled to remain on his feet with his cane. "Did you feel that, grandson? It chilled me to the bone..." Mr. Krum paused, turned his head to the side solemnly for a moment and then proceeded to bop his grandson on his forehead with his cane.

"Oww!" the grandson grunted, holding his head.

"You forgot to close the back door! You know it gets cold in here! Are you trying to kill me? I know you are! You just want my inheritance, don't you...?!"

"Yes, yes, grandpa, I'll get the door. Sorry."

What neither bear had realized, however, was that with the magic crystal cage opened, the spirit bound to that fox statue had managed to slip through the cracks.

Weak and adrift in the air, the recently freed spirit cursed its captors for depriving it of its legendary power and form. As a mass of translucent spiritual energy, the kitsune was relegated to floating, unable to summon its magic strength. The elements were being unkind to its exposed core, and it was sure that, unaided, sunlight was going to melt it away. It had to find refuge.

Desperate for survival yet making use of its foxy cunning, the spirit began to tag mortals around it. It used what little energy it had left to read the spiritual affinity of all potential vessels, wishing to not only inhabit a body, but be able to channel the elements via strong magic conduits. It couldn't just pick willy-nilly; or else it would be stuck with a weak body until it expired.

As the kitsune pinged the area with great hope, one of the tags returned more impact than the rest. The spirit turned to the source and glided through the air-currents in its direction. The closer the spirit got, the stronger that presence felt. "What is this spiritual presence?" the kitsune thought in disbelief, "Its magic capacity is beyond any I've felt in a mortal. And yet it feels odd and... that one!"

Several dozen feet below on the ground level, the hovering spirit could now be sure of its target.

Female. A hybrid between feline and reptile. Close to six feet tall, but still off by a couple inches. Inspecting her in greater detail, golden fur speckled by dark spots could be seen on the exposed part of her back and sleeveless arms. Large wings with brown membranes were kept folded to at the dracocheetah's back to ensure they did not get in the way. Bright-eyed and energetic, yet wholly plain where her curvature was concerned, the hybrid carried herself with a strong-willed visage.

Dressed in a light blue top and jogging shorts, the lithe dracat's dark brown dreadlocks bounced with every step as she jogged down the shopping district.

To the kitsune who was observing this specimen, she didn't seem particularly strong. In fact, she was quite like all the other potential vessels in that district in the magical sense. Yet there was no question there was something within her spiritual core that promised great things to the fox spirit. "There's no time. Either I take over a vessel now or I'm lost to the winds." The magical being weighed his options. One the one hand, that dracocheetah down below seemed promising, and on the other, something was making it apprehensive. The other choices, however, were justifiably worse. Without any time to waste, it dove down and headed straight for the jogging hybrid.

As the kitsune had expected, her body offered no resistance to its invasion. However, she seemed to react to its possession technique, lurching forwards and stopping in her tracks. For a moment, she seemed alert, worriedly holding an arm and looking about curiously. "Seems like she doesn't know what just happened to her. She'll pass it off as a cold sweat," the spirit convinced itself with a victorious sigh as its vessel resumed her jogging.

Now at peace within its new vessel, the kitsune took its time getting used to its new place of residence. Immediately, it found the manifestation of the dracocheetah's spiritual core; appearing to the vulpine apparition as grey orb with a distinct feature: Two intertwined tendrils encircling the sphere, as if keeping it tightly sealed. Now it understood why she was emitting so much spiritual energy, yet her magic conduits appeared sealed and unusable.

After resonating with basic memories, the kitsune found out its vessel's name, Xilimyth. Over fifteen minutes, it found only unremarkable glimpses to the girl's life. She was a mixed breed, yet other than a particularly high spiritual affinity, nothing truly stood out. "With her capacity for elemental energy, once her magic conduits are unlocked it will be child's play to use the elements to restore all of my power. Too bad, Xilimyth. You are unique, but your flesh and soul now belong to me."

Immediately, the kitsune got to work. Now that it didn't have to worry about dissipating, it could lend all of its centuries of experience and magic ability to release the dracocheetah's spiritual limits. As formidable guardians as those limiters placed around its vessel's core were, they were no match for the kitsune's expertise. Soon enough, the bindings came undone and the once grey sphere started to glow an incandescent amethyst color.

Bathed in raw power, the creature was surprised as it was revitalized. It had expected to take years to begin recovering, but it could already feel its form being restored. "This is much greater power than I expected. And it's just pouring out unimpeded now! All of my nine tails will soon reemerge. I will absorb it all, it will..." but as euphoric as the empowered spirit felt, it failed to notice its spirit was being drawn to the lit up spiritual core. "Wait. No, this can't be? This power...! It's... it's too strong. It's absorbing me! Noooo...!"

None the wiser, Xilimyth turned around to make her trip back home. She never found out about her possession, or how her reawakening spirit not only drove the intruder back, but assimilated it into her very essence. Without the seals around the dracocheetah's magic conduits, however, her spirit began to draw in elemental power; the same elemental power found in all aspects of life that give birth to all there is. The same power which the spirit had been trying to gain for themself. A seal had been broken whose danger the now absorbed kitsune could have never imagined.

Xilimyth closed the door behind her after walking back inside her home. Hugging herself and flapping her draconic wings, the dracat rubbed her arms with unease. "That was one mean, sudden cold wind," she thought aloud as she made her way over to her closet. "It's almost June. You'd think he weather should've eased up by now."

As she ruminated through that odd afternoon jog, Xilimyth collected a fresh change of clothes and her towel, thinking a hot shower would help. She lived in a humble two room apartment east of the shopping district. In only a few steps, she was waiting at the door of the bathroom.

First, she pulled the back zipper on her top down. She discarded it alongside her bra, revealing a modest yet perky pair of near B-cups. After kicking off her shorts and underwear, the draco-cheetah stretched her lithe, limber body and allowed her wings a swift yet full unfurling. "Ahh, it doesn't feel that cold in here, now that I mention it. And people weren't that layered up. Maybe it was my imagination..."

Feeling tension vanish with the stretch, the dracocheetah bundled her workout clothes in the laundry basket and carried her new clothes and towel inside the bathroom. She hopped into the shower and closed the curtains, allowing cold water to strike her first as she turned the faucet on. Xilimyth hissed, her body tensing up. "Too eager. Forgot to wait for it to warm up first..." In just a matter of seconds, however, her spotted fur began to mat down with heated up water. Soon, her eyes were closed and her muscles had begun distending. She was enjoying her time in the shower.

But the calm didn't last. Even though her body temperature was attempting to lower in response to the hot water, a certain source of warmth continued to pulse from within the unsuspecting hybrid. As elemental energy continued pouring inside of Xilimyth, power began to gather inside of her, spreading from her core and affecting the rest of her body.

Running her claws through her soapy dreads to rinse them, Xilimyth quickly took note of something that was off. Surprised, her eyebrows lifted her biceps came into view. With the way her arms were arched, the feline dragon couldn't help but notice muscle popping out at her. "What in the...?" Xilimyth breathed out deeply, quickly stretching her arms out expecting to see her biceps distend and disappear from view. But when she curled her arms back, her biceps responded by bulking up even bigger. "Wuh-what...?!" she couldn't believe what she was seeing, but she could unequivocally feel it.

Her arms were getting bigger with their muscles expanding. At first, it freaked her out. "What's going on...? This can't be right!" she pinched herself to make sure she hadn't somehow exhausted herself so much she had fallen unconscious before she got to the shower. But her own winces of pain dispelled that theory. "I'm not dreaming. I really am getting beefy and..." she paused. With the way her arms were curled, Xilimyth could feel soft obstacles squishing up against her elbows. And looking down, she finally realized her breasts were also looking larger than they used to, "...holy cow..."

A moan left Xilimyth's lips as she groped her own chest. Not seeing her boobs as perky little mounds on her bust but veritable handfuls had made her curious. "So big and sensitive..." she whispered out with a soft mewl, pushing the big tits up. "And getting bigger, too...!" It seemed like her growth of her muscles had gone in the back burner for an entire minute.

Xilimyth could feel her digits sinking into the pair. Her fluffy, cream-colored mammary flesh was a delight to grip and fondle, though it made her legs wobbly and weak. The pleasure shooting from her enlarging bust as the squeezed it made the hybrid sing with a cacophony of lewd meowing and playful growls. Soon, her fingers had difficulty touching each other as her tit flesh continued to surge, spilling between them like extra-squishy dough.

"I never thought this could feel so good! Big boobs aren't bad!" Xilimyth laughed as she smashed her back against the shower wall, her wings spreading along the wet surface as if she was doing her morning stretches. She needed to find support because her wobbling legs were telling her leverage was about to disappear. Once she was able to find the feeling under her wet soles again, the dracocheetah realized she was holding her melons up like an actual pair of melons from the fruit section of her favorite grocery store. She bit her lips as she took note of how her areolae were extra noticeable, the buds capping them hardened with just the warm water slapping the exposed flesh. She was curious to test just how much more sensitive her nipples had truly become and was about to edge her fingertips over them but at that moment, she noticed something else she had been previously ignoring.

Looking down and to the sides, Xilimyth quickly noted how her hips were widening as well. At first she shot a look of disbelief at her sides, usually so svelte and narrow going down that it was unthinkable to picture herself with a bottom-heavy figure. The swelling sensation was easily identifiable as a skin-crawling sensation that turned into pleasant tingles of electricity. She could feel it focusing on her entire pelvic region.

With her hands leaving her huge mounds and gripping the wall, Xilimyth began to pant as the inner warmth increased. Her eyes were trained on her enlarging hips, each side flaring outwards with seeming intention to leave the breadth of her shoulders. She could feel a much denser tingling gathered in front and behind of her. Xilimyth's thighs were suddenly pushing out with a great deal of muscle, taking on a plumper appearance before muscle tonality took over again, causing the rest of her legs to thicken and lengthen in order to remain proportional. At the same time she realized she was being pushed away from the wall, her inflating behind gaining a perky few inches that made her already well-rounded gluts significantly spherical.

When the process seemed finished and she couldn't feel the pleasant tingle anywhere, Xilimyth's hands left the wall immediately. She had to touch her ass. "O-oh God. I have... I have a bubble butt!" she squeaked, wondering just how big it was now. In her excitement, she began to knead under her erratically swishing tail, leaning forwards to allow herself to hike her behind as high as she could to give herself easier access. She groped the furred flesh, amazed how soft it was when squeezing without sacrificing its shapely springiness to gentler pats. "And it feels... amazing! Damn! Did I just..." with one paw at her butt and another at her breast and her eyes on her biceps, Xilimyth's brain was overloaded with emotions and questions she couldn't hope to answer.

She hastily turned the shower off, folded her wings and shoved the curtains to the side. Jumping out, she stood in front of the mirror to check herself out; she just had to drink in that reflection. The curves and the muscles were unbelievable. She looked like a knockout that would put supermodels to shame! "Is this a second puberty...?" she felt herself asking out loud. Nobody could answer her question, but it didn't matter to the hybrid. She found herself alternating between strong woman and vulnerable babe, posing in front of the mirror to check out every last detail of her sweet body.

A sturdy six-pack decked her abdominal section with just enough inches of freedom from her pair of melons to be seen. Her bosom was like a creamy pair of jiggly marshmallows wobbling with every little pose Xilimyth made. Wobbling like gelatin, her ass provided almost hypnotic sways that promised entire minutes were spent simply staring at how the big, round buttocks perfectly complemented her new, wider pelvic region. Her legs hadn't merely thickened, they had become longer and now she stood a good four inches taller. "This is a dream come true! I'm gonna tower over everybody at the marathon this year!" she giggled, picturing every girl around having to look up at her. She had always been a tall woman, but at six foot two she was no doubt going to cause an impression!

Xilimyth quickly threw a couple of towels on and as she began drying off, she thought: "Maybe I can try out some of my looser outfits. None of my sports shirts will fit now, let alone my bras!" she snickered to herself, wondering what the lingerie store clerk was going to say when she went there in search of DD-cups. For once, the idea of dressing up felt exciting to her!

The apartment was soon littered with a mess of clothes strewn all over. Xilimyth had started rummaging through all of her belongings in search of something she could wear. Fortunately for her, the waistband of most of her underwear was sufficiently elastic to be comfortable. She settled on her favorite black panties, walking into the leg holes to get ready to put them on. As she pulled the piece of lingerie up, she felt the flare of her hips demanding more effort than usual. "Figures," she thought as she encountered a little bit of resistance at first, but after shimmying about she managed to slip the waistband above the hips.

A little squeak escaped Xilimyth as she realized that while the waistband wasn't digging into her as badly as she had thought, the crotch was another matter altogether. She could feel the back of her panties hadn't just ridden up her crack, but had completely wedged in. One glance in the mirror turned Xilimyth's face into a crimson red a tomato would be jealous of. Had the black waistband not been there and that she could feel the fabric in-between her buttocks, Xilimyth would've been convinced she was wearing nothing at all. With a nervous giggle, she playfully thought: "Alright. I'd never gotten around to trying thongs before. This has to count!" She gave her ass a smack, sending it wobbling for a solid three seconds. With a grin, she continued clothes hunting.

There was no way any of her B-cups would fit. It wasn't about the elasticity of the straps either. Her mammaries had grown so voluminous they easily overflowed the cups. Her ass turning her panties into an improvised thong had definitely seemed ridiculously sexy, but with her breasts barely fitting in her cups she just felt ridiculous. "I guess I'm lucky I have a sturdy back. But I better buy bigger ones pronto!" she decided with a sigh, resting her claws on her wide hips. "Maybe that beige tank top. I bought it two-three months ago and never used it 'cause it seemed too loose..."

Xilimyth had significantly less trouble fitting into the top seeing as it had always been loose with her previous size. The way she could feel her thicker, rounder biceps brush along the straps made the kitty purr in delight. Everything that reminded her how bigger she was seemed to send her heart aflutter. And nothing reminded her more than the way her nipples tented the fabric once she finished working her wings through the straps and began to pull down on the rest of the top. "Oh jeez, I can see my navel," she mouthed off with a little laugh as she caught her reflection. Her breasts seemed to have grown just enough for the top to not only force a cleavage, but also tug on the hem and make the top ride up on her abs. With a side pose, Xilimyth finally realized just how busty she now was. "Damn! Kitty's got back and front! I'm like a beefy hourglass!" she laughed.

Finishing the outfit required something else for her lower body. Xilimyth had plenty of spandex shorts thanks to her affinity for working out. However, she wanted to go for something longer. "Jogging pants aren't sexy..." she frowned while holding up her favorite joggers; she loved using them in winter when her legs were screaming at her to go out for a run. Behind them, however, Xilimyth found a stack of slim jeans she hardly used. "Hey, these could work!"

But they did not work. One by one, the jeans were discarded as she found it impossible to button up the top of the jeans, her meatier hip section making it much harder. On the one hand, "Yay! I'm too big for clothes!" she thought. But on the other, more realistic angle, she thought: "Ugh, I am too big for clothes."

With the fourth jeans, however, Xilimyth felt they were shorter thanks to her longer legs, but the top seemed looser. Even if they weren't a perfect fit, they seemed to sculpt around her pelvis much better than the previous three. With a little extra effort, the button went click, the zipper went up and she was finally left clothed. The tapering legs snugly hugged her shins and exposed her ankles, but Xilimyth could walk around in it. Letting out a sigh of relief, she walked in front of the mirror.

"Oh dear." The dracocheetah couldn't hold back her embarrassment, bringing her paws to her cheeks as she chuckled roguishly. In the same way she had turned panties into a thong, her thicker lower body had ensured the slim jeans looked skinny and definitely made her ass stick out. "Thu-they're making my bubble into one huge peach...!" she couldn't help but giggle more.

But the amusement disappeared when Xilimyth heard a loud rip. The noise of denim coming apart brought her eyes down to her behind. The fabric was protesting, loudly stretching and busting at the seams with her spotted fur spilling forth. "Wuh-wait! What? Again...?" her heart skipped a beat. She could feel the tingle rapidly making a return, spreading all over her body at once. She was growing again.

In greater intensity, the sensation of enlargement hit Xilimyth's nerves like a truck. She began to moan as she witnessed her arms flaring out with more muscle, discarding their well-toned appearance for bulkier thickness. She saw her biceps and triceps swelling, completing a powerful sphere of muscle cord around her arm. Her forearms nearly doubled in girth and her clawed fingers each popped a size larger. For a brief moment, Xilimyth looked like a gorilla with her utterly massive arms. And then her shoulders joined in.

Deltoid muscles expanded further away from her neck, widening her shoulders in order to support both her immense arms and her developing back muscles. Laterals popped out with greater definition over the dracocheetah's back, turning it chiseled and then buff. Her rock-solid six-pack scrunched up as her mid-section lengthened with her body's growth, adding another set of abdominal mounds to complete an unbelievable eight-pack.

"This feels..." Xilimyth checked herself out, panting as the pleasure overwhelmed her. She was, again, starting to lose her balance. Wobbling about she threw one of her huge arms to the wall for leverage, managing to catch herself before she fell back. "Oh so good!" she cried out joyfully, noticing too late her powerful grip had dented the wall. Before she could react to the damage properly though, the hybrid heard further tearing coming from somewhere closer now. Her expanding back had been tearing her top from behind, but it looked like her newly grown melons had bigger plans.

Soon, the top that once looked like a tight fit over Xilimyth's bountiful chest began to cling to her like a second skin. She could perfectly see the outline of her upsizing areolae and nipples as her tits pushed out with greater mass. With her torso swelling ever bigger, the ripping top couldn't hold on for much longer; it already had ridden up to the upper edge of her eight-pack and made it look like Xilimyth was wearing quite the scandalous tube top.

"Nnngh, so tight!" the hybrid mewled out, bringing one of her huge claws up in an attempt to rip the suffocating top off her chest. However, it seemed glued to her fur and all she ended up doing was giving herself a good cupping. "Ahhh! I'm so squishy! Still not used to how sensitive they are!" Xilimyth whimpered, but it didn't take long for the expansion of her breasts to take care of her problem. With a loud rip, the top finished snapping at her back, rubber-banding to the opposite side with enough force to make her immense jugs wobble to the blowback. "Thu-that's one way of getting undressed, I guess...!" she nervously giggled, watching the stretched top sliding down the wall on the other side of the room.

Her good humor seemed to return once she could properly breath again. Xilimyth removed her claw from the wall and used both of her hands to hold her burgeoning chest up, "They're getting so huge. They're as big as- no, bigger than my head already! And... oooh...!" she didn't get much time to admire the bountifulness of her magnified bust as the tightness continued to spread down below. Her ass fluff was spilling forth through all those widening busted seams, and her muscular legs were beginning to tear through her jeans. Denim was no match for Xilimyth's swelling muscles, her thighs were starting to pop out alongside her inflating behind. She could feel the waistband of her thong-turned-panties hopelessly snapping as her lower body widened and thickened. Soon, her jeans exploded right off her, revealing muscle-bound legs ready to kick walls down in one blow.

Xilimyth was becoming exceptionally curvy and muscular, but what she couldn't stop fixating upon was how farther away the carpeted floor looked with every passing second. "I'm getting taller. Even taller! Oooph...!" her eyes widened as she glanced up, noticing the tip of her wings poking the ceiling. They extended several heads above her own, so with every inch of height she gained, Xilimyth had to compensate by folding and tilting her wings down.

Soon enough however, she had to start bending. "It's not stopping...?" Xilimyth worriedly looked around at her pitifully small apartment. She had to be over eight feet tall already and it didn't look like she was any closer to stopping for the time being. She tried moving out of her room and into the living room where the ceiling was higher, but she had to make real effort in order to exit. The first thing she noticed was how her immense breasts could not make it past the doorframe at the same time without adjusting her angle. The hybrid's soft bosoms squished together as she helped them across with a claw, moaning all the while. "Suh-so embarrassing...!" she playfully laughed, pushing until she had squeezed her headlights through. She made it just in time with the rest of her, her shoulders continuing to widen as they tried to support her growing back and arms.

After hopping into the living room, Xilimyth toppled over. The swift and ever changing perspective thanks to her growing height was playing afoul of her sense of balance. The entire apartment shook as she landed with a noisy thud, prompting her neighbors in the lower floor to bang their ceiling while shouting. "Keep it down! Damn kids."

Xilimyth chuckled to herself, gradually lifting herself off the floor. As her palms left the wood, she noticed the bent flooring and crackled material where her hands had landed. It only occurred to her that all that muscle and size she was gaining was certainly adding weight to her body. "That and the wall back in my room are totally coming out of my deposit..." she sighed, closing her eyes and tilting her head back solemnly in respect of her poor wallet. Before she could get too depressed about it though, the dracocheetah felt another rush of energy inundating her systems. Her eyes shot open and she saw the tall living room ceiling approaching her as she further grew taller.

But she also grew even more muscular. Even though Xilimyth already looked like she could compete in any weight lifting competition and floor every participant, her body seemed to be testing the limits of just how much bulkier it could truly become. Her arms and legs further grew thicker, with her biceps swelling past the size of Xilimyth's own head and her quads getting tree-trunk-wide.

And her breasts didn't stop either. Xilimyth had to throw her humongous arms around her ever inflating chest balloons as they became so unrealistically big she thought they might begin spilling over. Strangely enough, their firmness and shape never came into question; it truly looked like she was holding a pair of overinflated beach balls strapped to her swelling pectorals! She was so busty she doubted there was any bra size big enough for her. "Heck, where am I gonna shop for clothes now...? Xtra-Large R Us? Ow!" she winced.

Xilimyth saw herself forced to bend over and crouch. She had become too tall for her living room! And thanks to the additional girth provided by her insane curves and musculature, she was sure now she couldn't turn around without demolishing half of her apartment. "It's... it's calming down?" she thought, dragging one of those tremendous arms over the ceiling before bending it over to touch herself on the head. As she felt her scalp through her dreads, she got a good look at one of her biceps nearly exploding with power. "Muh-maybe I should start thinking of swapping marathon running with deadlifting competitions, hehe."

Fortunately for the dracocheetah, it didn't look like she was going to outgrow her home. On the other hand, all this bulk was going to get some used to live with! "What just happened to me?" the question popped into Xilimyth's head. Sure, she had been daydreaming about her new figure after the shower incident only twenty minutes ago, but now she was truly an impactful look! Carefully flexing her arms and relishing the new strength pumping through her veins, the hybrid couldn't help but grin. "I could get used to this."

The dracocheetah had to get creative. Her hulked out body was simply too big for her to get around without crushing her home. First, she got all the furniture stacked in a corner to give herself more space inside the living room. She was pleased with how effortless lifting heavy things had become, helping her suddenly-a-giant-kitty-dragon situation from becoming negatively impacting.

Xilimyth knew that her doorframes would not survive her present width, as getting both of her arms through would prove more impossible than her currently mammoth breasts. So instead, she shoved what she absolutely didn't need into her room, which she would surely destroy if she tried going back in now. The only thing she made sure to reclaim from her bedroom before shifting the arrangement of her house was her electronics.

It took a bit of dexterity and all the restraint she could muster, but while sitting down cross-legged and armed with a couple Philips screwdrivers for typing, Xilimyth managed to get her laptop working. "Alrighty, let's see. How express is 'express' delivery?" her tongue stuck out to the side as she patiently hit the Tab key to navigate the online store's web page. She was afraid a poke from her claw could not only ruin her laptop's touch-pad but drill a hole through it.

In a world chock full of as many sizes and shapes of people as there were species, Xilimyth was quick to find extra extra large clothes. "Lola's All-Sizes-Fit, huh? I liked Xtra-Large R Us better," she chuckled to herself. Before she hit the confirm button, she thought about how she couldn't believe that she was actually placing an order for plus sized male joggers. "If I ever wanna come out and not get arrested for streaking, I'll need a top that can handle the twins!" she shrugged her shoulders, sending her mountainous breasts wobbling. "I hope that sports bra really is as Massive as it said on the description."

With her purchase made, Xilimyth figured she had some time to kill, so she put her electronics aside and laid down on the wooden floor. "Wow." Her arms were so massive she thought she'd be able to trap several people at once in their embrace, "I can't help but wonder how much I can bench now. Although..." she gently cupped her breasts with a nervous smile, pushing them together and then up for a moment before letting them bounce off her grip, "...these feel heavier than any of the weights I've seen before."

It was clear that she was excited. Xilimyth could hear her heart beating fast. What were people going to say to her? What was she going to do with all of this size and strength? Would it happen again?

"Again...?" the hybrid paused her thoughts, focusing on that last idea. Xilimyth was quiet, her dilated pupils practically burning a hole in her ceiling. That growing sensation had left her hooked on the pleasant tingling going through her body, energizing every last cell, caressing every particle that made up her being. She realized she wouldn't mind it if it happened again. Xilimyth's mind raced as she tried to piece together bits of that wonderful experience, understanding the end result of her new looks was giving her only a fraction of the satisfaction the actual process of expansion had. But before she could get on with it, her ears both perked up to the sound of her doorbell ringing.

"Suh-seriously?" Xilimyth had been expecting at least another six hours before delivery. But when she opened the door and saw a delivery boy with two large boxes next to him, she realized Express was the real deal. The rat didn't seem bothered with the dracocheetah's size. Even with her gigantic breasts parked right in front of the doorframe, his attention seemed to be on his PDA.

"Signature please," the rat boy asked without even taking his eyes off the screen of the device on his palm. He was holding out a paper on a pad with a pen attached to it. Xilimyth quietly pinched her fingers on the pen as best she could and signed her name on the waiver. "Thaaanks," the dispassionate delivery boy said, his eyes ever hidden under his cap. "What kinda name is Xilimyth, anyway?" he mumbled on his way down.

The draco-cheetah was left dumbfounded after that exchange. It wasn't the first time she'd dealt with nonchalant delivery people, but she figured seeing someone twice your size at a door would be more impactful than their unique name! She wondered if that guy had even taken one glance at her. With a disappointed huff over her first inter-personal interaction with her new body, Xilimyth pulled her packages in and shut the door. She had new clothes to try out.

"Alright, fine. 5 stars." Xilimyth reached over with her support screwdrivers to quickly review her latest purchase. She could stretch her beefy legs out without tugging her black joggers down, and they even felt adequately loose, if a little short above her ankles. It had taken her a little extra effort thanks to her wings, but the black, cyan striped sports bra had managed contain the mammoth beach balls that were her breasts, even offering a little extra pushup that she clearly did not need. "It really is a good fit!"

Convinced that she needed to actually stand up and properly stretch her new body in her new clothes, Xilimyth wanted to walk out. It was still early and she'd have a few more hours before sundown. The mostly empty living room gifted her with enough space to stand up without knocking anything on its back. She pushed herself off the floor, taking care to keep her wings folded. She found out it was easier to keep her balance now that she wasn't growing taller, but one glance around reaffirmed the truth.

"I really wanna go out, but there's no way I'm fitting through the door..." With a huff, Xilimyth rested her cheek on her knuckles, blowing the dreads dangling in front of her forehead out of the way. From the way her chest had taken up most of the door's width, she assumed she'd have to burst through like in a cartoon, but then she would have to leave with a dracocheetah-shaped hole in her wall!

But then a thought occurred to her. With a glance to the side, Xilimyth remembered the window right next to the door was double the width of the apartment's entrance. She realized it might just be her exit! Taking care not to destroy it, she opened the window hooking her pinkies into the latches. Warm air wafted in, making the hybrid shiver pleasantly with a smile. "I'm not staying in with this beautiful afternoon!"

Looking out, she saw the pavement four floors below and little amount of traffic. Gulping, she flapped her wings a little, reminding herself it had been months since her last flight. Rolling her shoulders and smacking her lips, she briefly thought about how an emergency ladder would've made her feel more comfortable. "No no no. All of me is extra big. I'm a brick now!" she convinced herself, "My wings surely are way stronger than before too. At the very least they'll let me glide down!" Adrenaline was pumping inside of her. The prospect of tearing her apartment down to make her exit was nowhere near exciting as daring herself to jump out like a super-heroine.

"This is stupid," she breathed out with a giggle, "But it's my kind of stupid." And without thinking about it, she took a few steps back before kicking off towards the open window. She hugged herself to make her body as compact as possible, embracing herself with her own wings as she flung her humongous body out.

Unfortunately, she failed to calculate the momentum that leap imbued her with thanks to her incredible strength. Xilimyth didn't merely fly out of her window, she rocketed through the air, passing over the asphalt in an unintentional long jump that saw her smash onto the apartment across the street.

"That really was stupid..." Xilimyth mumbled out loud, face buried against concrete. By some miracle, she hadn't hurt herself too badly, and the wall, although depressed by her sheer bulk, still remained mostly intact. Briefly she entertained the thought that the old apartment she had carelessly smashed into had had its structure reinforced, but as she began to peel off the wall, she began to panic. "Ahh! No time to unfurl...! Ahhhh...!"

As she fell down from a four story drop, the enormous hybrid's only wish was for nobody to have been taking their afternoon walk down in the pavement. The street was rattled by a car-shaking tremor as Xilimyth's back impacted into the ground, sinking at least three feet under and leaving the second dracocheetah-shaped imprint in her neighborhood.

"Are you okay, miss...?" a face popped up above Xilimyth. Her eyes adjusted into the image of an otter girl she did not recognize. More faces began to appear above her yard deep hole.

"That was a massive drop!"

"Do we need to call an ambulance...?"

As people gathered, their concern and shock combined to make her feel embarrassment at what she had done. "Worrying people like this! You spotted genius..." Xilimyth sarcastically chastised herself. Deciding a swift recovery was what everybody needed, she sat up, rising from the hole like the living dead. With gravel rolling off her back, she lifted one of those immense arms of hers and waved at the concerned passerby. "I'm okay! All good!" she grinned, but quickly flinched as the crowd finally responded to her utterly massive size and backed off a good few paces backwards.

"She's huge!"

"I've never seen a cheetah that bi- wait. Those are wings, aren't they?"

"Forget the wings, look at THOSE...!"

Xilimyth's embarrassment facilitated a deep blush covering her face as she noticed several pairs of eyes practically glued to her heaving bosom.

"Don't stare, jeez!"

"She can fall on me anytime she wants."

"Hey, flex those muscles!"

The remarks and commentary from the crowd continued in the form of sheer shock and perverted murmuring, not helping the hybrid feel any comfortable at all. And she couldn't up and blame them! She was impressive! And not at all ready for this amount of attention.

"E-excuse me, uhm..." Xilimyth struggled to pull herself out of her hole, not wanting to push anybody too close away too forcefully, "...uh, can I get some space?" she meekly asked, but her request was drowned out by the people's loud talking. "I have to get out of here if I'm gonna collect my thoughts!" Summoning all of her leg strength, the muscle bound amazon finally slammed her feet down and pulled herself upright.

The crowd seemed to gasp in unison, many falling on their butts while most of the onlookers simply seemed slack jawed or outright frozen in shock. Now that Xilimyth was standing at her full 11ft. tall height and utterly looming over these people, both the onlookers and the amazon could truly appreciate the size difference.

Although Xilimyth wasn't in any state to be thinking about it, a part of her enjoyed the fact none of those people could even reach her humongous boobs with their eyes without craning their head back. Since she didn't want to test just how much control of her strength she had by "gently" attempting to shove the crowd out of her way, the dracocheetah decided to use her leg strength again. With one good pump of her powerful calves, Xilimyth propelled herself through the air in another long jump, but this time aiming herself and taking her size and strength into consideration. Landing some twenty feet away from that crowd, the satisfied draconic feline put a relieved hand to her cheek and decided to sprint away.

Had it not been for the holes in the street and the apartment building above, many in that abandoned group would've blamed hallucinogens being involved in what they had just witnessed.

Xilimyth found herself in an alleyway between shops a few blocks away from home. School wasn't out yet and office workers still had a little longer to go, so there were very few people around those blocks. Xilimyth had counted seven to nine people in that crowd just now. "I guess I'm not the only one with a day off today..." she huffed, stretching her body and wings. "The outside feels so good after all..." One of her paws grabbed the other's wrist overhead as her wings got a well-deserved stretch. "Home sweet home was really feeling kind of cramped. I guess new clothes aren't the only thing I'm in the market for now..."

With a glance down, Xilimyth rapidly began to blink in surprise. Her eyes glanced over her overabundance of cleavage and she hooked a thumb in to tug on her elastic sports bra. "Huh, not a scratch!" the dracocheetah kicked one of her legs back, relocating her vision from her sports bra to her joggings. "This has to be some quality material!" she remarked as her paws dusted her clothes off. "Even though I got 'em really dirty back there, it only looks creased. Cool!"

Popping her head out of the alleyway, Xilimyth began scanning the streets. Traffic was moving along, stopping only when a pair of peacekeepers and a fire truck zoomed by. She gulped, wondering if the incident a few blocks down had already been reported. "Thu-those walkways and the apartment across home were due for a refurbishing anyway, hah hah..." she nervously laughed.

A sigh left Xilimyth's lips as she returned her back to the alleyway walls. Folding her enormous arms, she thought: "Okay, so my first outing as a humongous and top-heavy beefcake wasn't very stellar. At least I gave people a show...?" She stopped. Flattening her cheetah ears against her dreadlocks as the comments came flooding back in, she reflected on the embarrassment.

But then she frowned. "Wait, what was I feeling embarrassed about?" Xilimyth shook her head. "They were admiring me! I'm huge! There's no feline or dragon as big as I am!" her frown gradually turned itself upside down. "All I have to do is be a little more careful with my new strength, that's all. I managed to jump that second time and sprint without demolishing anything! And if I don't have to jump or run away, that means I can just strut my stuff with confidence!"

With the source of her unease eliminated, Xilimyth began to see herself in a different light. She had no fear about letting herself be seen now. And like that, she sauntered out of the alleyway and into the walkway. Wanting to avoid the hole-related drama back home, she headed in the opposite direction, back to the shopping district.

Even with most people still at school and at work at that hour, Xilimyth saw no shortage of pedestrians walking and browsing around the boulevard. With nothing holding her back this time, she carried herself with dignity and pride.

Her bountiful curves and intimidatingly large muscles stopped more than one tourist along the way. Xilimyth waved down at them with a kind smile, stopping to flex and pose for the ones that had their phone cameras trained on her. Every time, she stood a little straighter, beamed a little wider and steadily forgot the mortifying anxiety that had made her even so much consider her current size as a disadvantage.

Parading her Amazonian self down the strip was doing wonders for the hybrid's ego. Her feline and draconic pride were in full bloom now. Cheetahs were known for being slick and lean, just as she had been all of her life; and yet she felt right at home with huge arms as thick as her old self used to be. Of the few dragons she came across in the city, Xilimyth was amused to discover the tallest one barely reached the mid-section of her humongous chest with the tip of his horns, putting into perspective just what a towering beauty she had become.

Her walk of power caught a break when Xilimyth reached the food truck section of the boulevard. She licked her chops, sliding a hand across her exposed 10-pack as her stomach grumbled. "Feels like I haven't eaten in days! And I've been a good girl with my diet so far..." she giddily fished her wallet out of her joggers, eager for a snack or five.

Motivated to satisfy her growing appetite, the hungry dracocheetah sampled hotdogs, cheeseburgers, loaded fries, waffle-cones, ice-cream and just about anything the culinary tour of résistance could offer her. A regular person would have no trouble completing the seven food trucks' challenge with one or two offerings per stop, but Xilimyth was getting multiple monstrous portions of everything in her way. She was already drawing attention again.

With a gradually filling stomach, Xilimyth found herself chirpier than usual. She owed a great deal of her great mood to the gathering of small people that were surrounding her. On any other day, she would've been mortified being caught running the food trucks out of stock, but not all of it was part of her new identity as a lady of massive proportions. She was being idolized by the increasing number of onlookers just ogle at her large muscles, her large curves and her immense height. And she was loving every minute of it. Too much, in fact, as Xilimyth was unable to notice that after a certain point during her eat-a-thon, she began expanding again.

It was subtle at first. People were too busy paying attention to the flexing arms and legs, or drooling at the sheer immensity of her chest. But even the densest member of the public was able to tell Xilimyth's clothes were starting to look strained. Whispers with different levels of concerned tone caught the dracocheetah's attention.

Xilimyth's left cheek was bulging out with half a fully loaded cheesedog when she finally realized what was going on. She immediately dropped the armfuls of junk food she had acquired when then surprise got to her. Slowly but surely, she could feel her muscles brushing tightly against her outfit. But this time, she wasn't getting any more muscular or bustier, her entire body was enlarging in all directions. All she could do was stand there, licking the cheese off her fingers as a low purring rumbled out from her throat.

The crowd was awed when they saw those joggers starting to tighten around the amazon's thick legs. As she pulsed bigger, the impression of her calves and quads became clearer on the cotton and polyester. Her legs were growing so big that the once comfortably loose pants began clinging to and marking her muscles as if she was wearing leggings instead. That valiant if oversized sports bra had been having trouble holding her titanic pair back and now the expanding flesh was starting to spill like with her old B-cups. Her nipples soon were big enough penetrate the protecting padding and tent the top out while sections of her widening areolae began to poke out. Furtive whispers grew into loud murmuring as the public witnessed the dracocheetah girl's changes. And although Xilimyth could feel it all in the flesh, enjoying every last second of that steady ascension, her true transformation had only just begun.

As she inched two feet taller, Xilimyth began to feel the intensity of that familiar tingle manifest next to her tail base and her shoulders just above her wing joints. She scrunched up at first, balling her paws into fists as she felt pressure gather at those special spots. "What's going on?" she asked herself, closing her eyes and ignoring the public. Enjoying the growth was becoming harder as she instead focused on the two new sensations. "This feels..." she paused. There was a small but growing bulge next to the base of her tail, pushing past the fabric of her stretched joggers until it began to dig a hole through. "...different!" Xilimyth finished her thought with a loud gasp, arching her back as a second spotted cheetah tail shot out of her back, joining the first.

"Hey! She grew another tail...!" someone in the crowd said, making Xilimyth blush. She had mentally prepared herself for drawing attention with her muscles and curves; nobody had told her anything about second tails! And then the changes manifested in her shoulders next.

As she shot up another foot taller, the clothes around that dracocheetah continued to suffer further damage. The spandex of her sports bra was starting to pop holes as her mammaries kept spilling forth; she was simply becoming too big for her extra-large outfit! And just like with her second tail, the new changes at her shoulders were preceded by growing bulges that quickly became fully visible to Xilimyth.

"Whu-what is... are these?" the mini-giantess whimpered, reaching around to poke at the swells behind her shoulders. Xilimyth's eyes bulged out and she squeaked in surprise when she saw torn spandex flying in the air from where the mounds of swelling flesh had popped up. In their place, long, slick, black tendrils shot out and curled twice into a coil shape. The tips flared at the center and tapered into a bulbous shape, almost giving the appearance of plants ready to bloom. "Are these tentacles... coming from my back?!"

Before Xilimyth could stop to think about the changes, she heard the loud sound of skidding metal break her out of her trance. Her elbow had tipped one of the food trucks over by banging into its roof. She realized that while she had been growing, she inevitably had begun affecting her surroundings.

And the people were starting to look less amazed and more terrified by the minute. "Look at those weird things coming out of her shoulders! Sick!"

"Sick? More like blegh, what's with the horror show? I thought this was some sexy stunt!"

"Are you two idiots? Move out of the way!" a sensible voice erupted, "You're going to get crushed if you stand too close!"

When Xilimyth finally started paying attention to the people below, it finally dawned on her she had already grown past 15ft. tall and was truly looming over the rest of the regular people. She couldn't believe how fast she was expanding this time!

And her damaged clothes were on their last ropes. The ripping sound comparable to somebody tearing an old rag apart reverberated across the shopping district as the joggers exploded around Xilimyth's massive legs. The only piece of fabric that managed to survive enough to still cling to her otherwise bottomless body was the waistband; but it, too, inevitably fell to her swelling body and was snapped off. In a similar way, a burst of growth finally made the sports bra give out, snapping like an overworked rubber band. And just like a rubber band, once the top's integrity came undone at her back, it snapped off her immense tits, ruined straps and all.

The sports bra flew across the air with such force it sped through the glass window of the closed ice cream shop on the other side of the strip. Xilimyth winced and flinched to the sound of bursting glass, hopping back on one hefty foot which sent tremors across the ground. Many people were knocked down on their butts in that instant, and many others began to scream at the sudden explosion of glass in the distance.

"Wait..." said the dracocheetah, gently pressing her lifted foot down while making her best attempt at covering up and looking harmless. But before she could complete the pose with a friendly smile, Xilimyth suddenly surged a staggering five extra feet which cast her enormous shadow all over the crowd.

"She's getting too big..." one man said, shaking in his boots.

"She's going to crush us all at this rate!"

"No no no! I won't!" Xilimyth tried, waving her claws down in an attempt to dissuade the fear. "I might be hitting a bit of a growth spurt over here..." she understated with a crumbling smile. The truth was she was enjoying this, but at the same time didn't want to upset others. It was hard for the hybrid to focus on enjoying the physical transformation if she was worrying over people! She wanted to calm them down first, "...but I'm not looking to harm anybody! Thu-those were just accidents, see?" As she explained, it became increasingly clear to her that her words weren't helping matters. Most of the people below could only stare up at her gigantic breasts obscuring her face. And even if they tried looking elsewhere, all they had to contend with was her humongous muscles of steel. No matter how one looked at it, she was intimidating!

And the intimidation only grew in intensity once Xilimyth began to growl as a pair of extra shoulder tentacles emerged at once, followed by a third tail. "Ah...!" she gasped in surprise, "Muh-more...?" she swished her tails, rubbing all three on top of the roof of the food cart which she had upended earlier. The crowd was silent. She tried to wave at them, "D-duh-do not... fear?" she asked. But the second she finished her sentence, the bulb-tips of her tentacles began to hiss. Slowly, Xilimyth began to turn to one of the bulbs, which split open three-way to reveal draconic fangs decorating their insides, following into the seemingly hollow tubes of those tendrils. "Eeek...!"

And that was it. With Xilimyth's freak out, the flabbergasted public down below couldn't keep it together any longer.

"SHE'S BECOMING A MONSTER!" a woman cried out, pointing at Xilimyth's four tentacle maws in horror.

"She's a mutant! A freak! She's going to eat us all like in that one movie!"

"Run!"

"No no nonono...!" Xilimyth tried, compelled to explain herself, even though she had no idea what was going on with herself. "Please, I'm not trying tooooaaaaah...!" she made an attempt to hold herself back, but couldn't fight the pleasure and let out a long, drawn-out moan. Another growth spurt hit her hard, pushing the muscle swollen dracocheetah beyond the 25ft. tall mark. Try as she might, Xilimyth loved the sensation of her body stretching more than she wanted the people below to be reassured for their safety.

But, try as she might she couldn't control, much less regulate the ongoing process. With every breath she drew, Xilimyth swelled ever bigger even faster. Growing another ten feet taller, the pleasure overwhelmed giantess started to be able to see beyond the neighboring buildings. Her line of sight was expanding with her and soon enough she started to run out of room in the strip. Approaching forty feet tall, Xilimyth felt her impressive set of hips and bulky legs starting to rub against the buildings to her sides. "This place is getting to narrow... t-too narrow!"

Screaming people fled the towering giantess as she began to lift her feet off the almost fully occupied walkway. Xilimyth couldn't aim down properly because of her humongous breasts were in the way and she wanted to avoid stepping on people and, if possible, avoid stepping on those delicious food stands. "I'd get the girls out of the way but my arms are paralyzed with this mind-numbing pleasure. It's taking all I got just to move my feet...! Maybe a longer stride...?"

Looking ahead, the trembling and purring dracocheetah saw enough empty space to get started. She was striving to remain in control as much as possible, wanting to make it out of the shopping district and into a more open area. Her immense leaps of size were giving her little time to gauge distances and take care of her surroundings. Closing in to 50ft. tall, Xilimyth was starting to find the shopping strip was having a hard time accommodating her feet. The buildings flanking her were close to being shoved around by her thighs; she could feel them crumbling apart whenever she so much as brushed against them!

Seeing no other alternative than slowly advancing while profusely apologizing to the business owners of the buildings she was constantly damaging, Xilimyth put one paw down in front of another and shuffled forwards as gently as she could. Biting her lips at the sight of her glorious bottom curves adding fissures to each building she grinded past, she tried picking up the pace.

A surge of growth that put her at 60ft. tall let her feel the muscles of her thighs digging into the concrete as if it was paper Mache, the structure shuddering against her weight. Feeling the construction about to crumble, she summoned all of her strength to raise her arms not only to avoid getting her wide upper body wedged in, but to make an attempt to use her hands to stabilize the buildings she upset. "This is so hard. I need to make it downtown. The roads are much wider...!"

Earthquakes weren't common in the area, so the shopping district had never felt this magnitude of ground shaking activity. The muscle bound giantess was truly having an impact in this area of the city, and her shuffling feet were hardly helping. She tried sliding as long as she could before she finally managed to lift her foot and prepare that long leap she'd been waiting patiently for. "At least it's getting easier to move... Why does this have to feel so good...? Ahh...!" Xilimyth panted, wobbling a little in place. The lapse in concentration caused her a loss of balance, her Herculean and busty form beginning to tilt forwards. "No!" she cried out, closing her eyes, jumping and hoping for the best.

Landing dozens of blocks ahead, the giant draconic cat made the city tremble under her weight. By some miracle, Xilimyth didn't topple over. She felt the asphalt of the streets having cracked under her soles, but she wasn't hearing any buildings crumbling down. Shyly opening one eye, she glanced about.

She was crouching, her arms outstretched. Her wings had spread open as an additional balancing act, providing shade to a good chunk of the road in front of her. Her oversized bust hung forth, each globe of mammary flesh squishing upon her overly thick thighs and leaning over her knees. Balancing when being so incredibly top heavy had become an art with much needed refinement for the newly minted giantess. And yet none of that balance would've been possible without the aid of her tentacles.

"Can't believe this..." Xilimyth gulped, opening her other eye as she scanned her surroundings. Like wires shooting on four different directions away from her, her tendrils had become attached by the tips to the nearest buildings. "That's a little clever," she complimented with a confused but honest smile, realizing those big maws at the end of each tentacle had served to help soften her landing, preventing wide damage. "I guess I'm developing new reflexes that..."

Chomp.

"Huh?" Xilimyth's right eye twitched as her smile broke down when she felt sudden tension.

Chomp chomp chomp. Her tendrils had begun biting chunks off the buildings' roofs as if they were some sort of chocolate bar. Xilimyth responded with scrambling, flailing arms, grabbing onto and pulling the tentacles in front of her away from the buildings. "No! Nonono, bad! Bad teeth! Bad! Spit it all out!" she chastised. But as quickly as she had acted, the horrified hybrid was forced to watch one of the chunks of concrete the left tentacle hadn't spat out going down the hatch and traveling all the way over to her body. Weirded out by the sensation of matter being consumed in such a manner, Xilimyth felt queasy at first. Her new body definitely needed some serious getting used to!

After springing herself back up to her feet, she pushed her wings back and pulled them in order to draw in the other two tentacles which had headed behind her. "I gotta be more careful. They're part of me but they seem to have a mind of their own... Had they been hungry all along...?" she paused, "Was I the hungry one?"

The philosophical rumination came to a quick end thanks to the return of an all-body rumble. Xilimyth was growing again and this time the changes were explosive. "Ahh...!" she screamed out as a couple more tails added themselves to her collection, increasing the count to five. Four new tentacles with sharp maws burst out of her shoulders as she doubled in size.

Biting her lips to stifle moans of bliss, Xilimyth's eyes fogged up with her the updraft of her heated breath. She could hardly make out the shapes of increasingly smaller people escaping on their feet or riding away by car. Even though the escalating giantess didn't mean them any harm, she understood their panic. "I'm growing so big so fast. I'll outgrow the city in no time at this rate...!"

The sense of urgency fortunately allowed Xilimyth to think past the pleasure threatening to lock her in place again. She didn't know if it was her getting used to the overwhelming waves of euphoria tickling at her very soul every time she grew taller, but right now she was able to push herself forth without much difficulty.

Proud office complexes and apartment buildings were soon loomed on by raising dracocheetah tits as Xilimyth headed down the opposite way she had seen people fleeing to. Try as she might, the narrowing streets were failing to give her feet the space they needed to navigate. Her stomps didn't just leave gigantic, and growing, footprints in her wake, but also pancaked abandoned vehicles and structures she just didn't have the luxury of avoiding now. As she surpassed hundreds of feet in size, it wasn't long before she had to adapt the same feet shuffling movement strategy she tried out back in the even smaller shopping district. The buildings to each of her side were constantly courting with disaster as her humongous hips threatened to demolish them if her titanic tits didn't bowl them over first. "Running out of space...! There!"

With a gasp, Xilimyth managed to lift one of her legs over a smaller office building. With a sighed of relief, she stopped and stretched, keeping her legs apart as she took over the neighboring parallel road. "Alright. This works. Jeez, I must be over three hundred feet tall if these skyscrapers are looking so small!" she regretted the fact very few of the buildings were below knee level. She had some really tall offices ahead of her if she wanted to get out with as little damage as possible!

One of her tentacles shot forwards, but she pulled back on it before it could start gnawing on the 450ft. tall mega-corporate tower in her way. "It's in my way, alright? But I'll just... go around it!" she couldn't believe she was arguing with an appendage, but Xilimyth started convincing herself that they were reacting to her subconscious. After all, she did find it frustrating that she was a giantess with some obstacles in the way!

Dozen of feet after dozen, Xilimyth continued towering over the city. Unable to find a good way of going around the tower in her way without destroying everything around it, she decided to switch lanes so to speak. She cleared several buildings at a time as she side-stepped to the neighboring avenues, getting additional space for her giant feet.

The more she ascended, it seemed the air became fresher and the sunlight warmer, as if she was learning to breathe anew while her body absorbed solar energy more efficiently. Xilimyth felt strangely calm, as if she could weave about even with her tremendous amount of ever increasing bulk. As she made her way out of the continuously shrinking city, the hybrid could feel her senses becoming sharper, aiding her in her goal of keeping the city the safest she could.

Of course, there were things beyond damage control that she couldn't help. At the thousand feet range, Xilimyth just couldn't help leaving destruction in her wake. Even if she had so far managed to avoid ruining the urban landscape completely, her footprints trailed behind her in increasingly deeper holes. Fissures spread from the point of impact of her feet landing back on the ground with each step at this point. Keeping her wily, squirming tentacles from lashing out already was stealing enough attention, but Xilimyth also had to contend with the multitude of tails at her back knocking onto each other and smashing into buildings around her. She was thankful it seemed the city had been evacuated for the most part. Even though she didn't want to, she had caused widespread destruction.

Dissatisfied with her progress, the five tailed cat bapped her group of tentacles as they hungrily lurched for more meals. Just hitting one was enough to get the rest under control now. She was looking ahead into the corn fields on the other side of the road bridging country and city. "Just a few more steps," she encouraged herself, eager to leave the cramped diorama-shaped city she had so intensely outgrown so far.

A proud, looming step saw Xilimyth shatter the highway roads as she finally left the city behind. Looking back, she winced a little at the trail of destruction she had left behind. She was convinced had she carelessly ran through as her instincts had initially told her to, the picture would've looked much worse. She had no way of effectively holding her own strength back. "And these..." she curled one of her arms, her biceps practically exploding with power and dwarfing her own head for a moment, "...aren't just for show as I've seen. I can't believe it. I just keep getting huger..." her words trailed off, but this time she could allow herself a stretch.

Combined with the constant tingling and swelling leaps of size, Xilimyth was glad to be outside. "Still too close to the city and I'm rumbling all over. Better keep moving just in case!" Looking ahead, the amazingly large dracocheetah noted barren patches of land ahead of the cornfields. They seemed to be less fertile from what she could see. Their location close to the mountains also helped convince her there might be less people she would endanger by allowing herself to grow there.

Gauging the distances while still trembling all over, Xilimyth locked her feet down and pushed her gargantuan self off into the air. Soaring for good couple of miles, she heavily landed into the uncultivated land she had targeted. Without waiting to stabilize, she pressed on and in a short few strides she finally made it to the mountain range.

"Haha..." Xilimyth rested her paws on her knees, laughing at how unbelievable it was that she could see the tiny trail going up the rocky mountain. "To think this place looked so tiny from my apartment window..." she said as she leaned closer, her breasts smothering the base of the mountain as she curiously poked the first checkpoint of the mountain. "Jeez, I must be like half a mile tall already. And... mmmm..."

She was now unconstrained and was able to enjoy her growth guilt free. Without the anxiety of hurting others holding her back, Xilimyth's mind could finally latch onto the joy of simply letting go. Her body beautifully rumbled as she swelled in every direction, causing her to drag the front of her body over the shrinking mountain in front of her. One mile tall, two miles tall, three... she was smothering the massif with her ever increasingly presence.

The feline dragon couldn't help but throw her burly arms around the eminence, purring in delight as she felt her immensity growing against it. With an ever intensifying, pleasurable crawling, Xilimyth could feel the earthen energies seeping into her body, bolstering her spirit and, more directly, her power. The snowy caps melted against her fur, and soon enough Xilimyth had mounted the entire range like some sort of rocky perch.

"Why does this feel so good?" Xilimyth questioned no one in particular, a serene smile plastered over her face as her dreads bobbed in the high-altitude gusts. "It feels like I'm going to burst but then I just... mmm...!" her moans resonated across the mountains, her muscular arms shooting skywards as she pulsed ever taller, bigger, thicker. The air, the heat, the cold, the very earth itself were bathing her in mystical energies beyond her comprehension. Unbeknownst to Xilimyth, it was all contributing to her ascension.

Her feet razed the old, dead forest at the base of the mountain as her legs stretched back. Xilimyth's beefy arms reached for the plains ahead of her, grazing thousands of acres of grassland in the span of a single brush. The mountain she had mounted had all but disappeared under her bulk, smothered by her enormous chest pillows into sweet, marshmallowy oblivion. "It's so good! I wanna get bigger," she purred out, mentally begging her body to grow more. "More. More! I don't want to stop now. Not when it feels so... goooood...! Ahhh!"

With a scream of bliss, Xilimyth carelessly curled her paws, digging the grasslands into a mess of removed dirt like a cat sharpening its claws over an expensive couch. Her latest growth spurt pushed her over the tens of miles tall, causing her to go from dwarfing small mountains to becoming intimidating to even the highest alps.

At the rate she was absorbing elemental energy through her open magic conduits, Xilimyth's power grew with her. More size, more tails, more displacer tentacles making it look like a hydra was growing out of her back. She was becoming too much, and because she was becoming too much, the elements further yielded their energies to fuel her transformation. It all translated into further joy for the pleasure-struck giantess, who became entrapped in a vicious cycle of power and size gain.

Drawing more and more energy from her surroundings, Xilimyth cried out once again, the intense swell of power prompting her to stand up. Clenching her fangs and balling her paws into fists, she tightened up. The rising tension caused her to bulk up further, nearly doubling her thickness as her overall size shot up several hundred miles in mere seconds. The land was covered in her vast presence, the setting sun giving entire cities one last glimpse of her looming glorious shadow before nightfall. "Nnghhh! Yes. Yes! Bigger, bigger...!" she chanted, drunk with the electricity coursing through her veins.

Explosive spurts made Xilimyth expand over the land, sending her prodigious curves wobbling as she pierced the skybox with her grandeur. With every moment, her feet covered more of the landscape to the point she couldn't help her interference with the ecosystem. Without remedy, the flustered dracocheetah cleared hundreds of miles in seconds as she left her state and moved on towards the eastern coast. "I just want to enjoy this. I just want to grow bigger...!" the part of her brain that always tried rationalizing was losing to her primitive, basis instincts. Her instincts didn't want to see an end to this raging euphoria. The unbridled growth had unchained a beast from within, and it hungered for more.

Xilimyth stopped at the eastern coast, flattening the ridges and along the coastline as she fell to her knees, panting. Her bulk shuddered, her tits heavily swinging above the waves. The moon was lit and she could see her reflection hardly disturbed by the waves. She grinned at her expression of lust, taken over by the desire to grow even bigger. "It's calming down, I can feel it..." she grunted a little, biting her lips. "But if it happened three times already, it'll happen a fourth, and a fifth time, won't it?" she entertained possibilities in her mind. Excitement defined her. Xilimyth didn't care about anything but the idea of growing larger.

Even though the first two experiences had left her feeling more alive than ever, the extensiveness of the third series of growth spurts seemed to have finally taken a toll on her. She felt tired, as if she had been working out for days without stop. Xilimyth didn't even have the energy to stop the multitude of tentacles from shooting over her back and submerging into the ocean. They seemed to be drinking the salty ocean water, concerned about her hydration levels, perhaps. "Please tell me these come with sodium filters," she chuckled half-heartedly as she watched large bulges traveling through those innumerable tentacles and into her back, "I don't want to have to start worrying about my heart at this point!"

As if she had sipped the last glass of water of her day, Xilimyth suddenly felt very tired. She looked back, wobbling and smashing the beach under her colossal rump as she finally toppled. "To think I was worried... about a hole in the asphalt..." she giggled a little, able to plainly see the boob-shaped crater she had left thousands of miles back. "J-jeez. I'll have to figure out something... in the morning..."

With a long yawn and a stretch, Xilimyth started feeling like she could hardly keep her consciousness from slipping away. She felt like the aftermath of an adrenaline high. Like the down after a serious sugar rush. She couldn't remain awake for much longer, and she definitely couldn't afford the luxury of a bed, either.

In the end, the titaness fell on her back. Her wings sprawled for a moment before she began to curl up, shifting about until she was lying atop the right wing of the continent. Curling all nine tails around her body like a loafing, balled up kitten, Xilimyth finally closed her eyes.

Her consciousness drifted, but her latent desires remained. Come sunrise, all of the elements would be at her full disposal. And the dozens of squirming tentacles hissing above the sleeping giantess couldn't wait for the feast to begin.

When Xilimyth woke up, she felt a strange sensation below the back of her neck. She rubbed a paw over her groggy face to make her vision less blurry. A sustained yawn escaped the dracocheetah, the continent underneath her rumbling.

Gradually sitting up, Xilimyth carefully surveyed her surroundings. She frowned at the immense depression she had manifested upon the Earth's crust, her size and weight inevitably having their effect on the continent below her. Before she could even begin calculating damages however, the cheetah's back shot up with a jolt.

Turning her head around, Xilimyth finally became fully awakened at what she saw. All fourteen of her shoulder tentacles had shot out in different directions like back in the city. However, this time the tendrils had grown many times their original length to the point she couldn't well see over the horizon where their maws had vanished into. "What's happening...?"

The answer to Xilimyth's question came, quite visually, in the form of bulges traveling in her direction, coming from God-knew-where. "Oh no!" she flailed her bulky arms, throwing them around to seize the tentacles directly in front of her in an attempt to wrangle them back to her. Before the dracocheetah could fully regain control of those naughty tendrils however, she felt an intrusion at her back; the other hungry maws had brought in snacks.

Moaning as her body absorbed large quantities of mass, Xilimyth lost her grip on the frontal tentacles and allowed the rest of the morsels to arrive at their destination. "Darnit! What did you guys eat this time...?! Concrete and seawater were one thing but... Ah!" she moaned louder, being brought to her knees and palms as she felt power coursing through her gigantic body. "Thu-this feels different..."

The ravenous hunger of Xilimyth's core had extended beyond the material realm. Her body had become attuned to the elements, and those beastly tentacles had simply become the tools to secure those energies as efficiently as possible. She didn't feel any physical obstruction or resistance within her back or the rest of her body because her multiple maws hadn't hunted for any traditional source of power. They had brought in spirits from all over the world to be assimilated into her soul.

Much like the kitsune at first, djinn, fairies and other magical beings attuned with magic became mere prey for that hungry soul. The entities' that were usually hiding from the naked eye or using magical objects to make their presence in mortal affairs as sparse as possible could not make themselves invisible to Xilimyth.

Her continuously evolving form owed its unimaginable power to its magic conduits channeling elemental energy from all around her. Now that she was almost the size of an entire continent, her presence reached all corners of the world, and the same elemental energy used by other spirits to subsist became a homing beacon for those hungry maws to effectively hunt every single one of them now.

"It's..." Xilimyth stammered, overwhelmed by the power swelling inside of her. Pushing herself back up to sit on her legs, she could feel all nine of her tails whipping with electricity at her back. She looked at her trembling paws, watching her nails grow into thicker, sharp claws. "It's starting again...!" she cried out helplessly, feeling pressure grow as her body started to expand again.

Her wings spread to an even bigger width, practically doubling in size to the point their entire wingspan was the equivalent of an extra Xilimyth on each of her sides. The continent across the ocean saw the natural light of the Sun vanish all of a sudden. She could feel her furry skin crawling all over her shoulders as a multitude of fleshy bumps grew around her black tendrils. With noisy squelches, her tentacle count tripled, filling the skies for the people below with squirmy, glossy dark clouds.

"Ahhh...! This is incredible...! It's like they're sucking in more power! They're the ones making me grow now!" Xilimyth couldn't know what was going on with her growing body. She hadn't been able to make heads or tail of the situation ever since it had first manifested, but now that her body was attuned to magic she could feel it all around her and also inside of herself. "It's all going inside of me..." she shuddered, feeling her knees and legs scrape over the continent as she continued to push the boundaries of how big a person could get. The continent was sagging in front of her knees which kept digging into the coast, causing the seas to flood in.

Storms dissipated in Xilimyth's vicinity, raging infernos fizzling out like a dying candlestick as they got sucked in by her greedy maws. Without any magical creature left to share elemental sustenance with, it was all being drawn to the enlarging colossus.

The titan's muscles further began developing, becoming insanely swollen bulk which spread all over her body. Her mid-section lengthened to accommodate even more abdominal marks, completing an unbelievable 12-pack perfectly scrunched up to chiseled perfection. Inflating deltoids and laterals further expanded her shoulders and back, making her upper body even wider. With additional room, her torso became replete with excessive muscle mass.

Her lower body wasn't spared, either. Her legs which could've put tree trunks to shame back when she was 11ft. tall had largely remained in proportion throughout Xilimyth's ascension. But with the unstoppable influx of power, her quads simply burst forth with throbbing might. Her pulsing thighs swelled larger, thicker, aiding her hips in becoming more than twice the width of the rest of her body. Her calves bulged out impressively, growing larger to the point they seemed to blot out her sharp-clawed feet from sight. Each of her buttocks had become large enough to be comparable to a moon at this point, their spherical shapeliness competing for room at her backside and creating a mouth-watering ass crack that could test the most pious man's celibacy. With her ever heaving ultra large bosom, Xilimyth had become equal parts strength and feminine beauty.

"S-so strong... My biceps have biceps...!" the dracocheetah brought both of her gargantuan arms up, admiring her beyond Herculean physique. Indeed, the way her bulk stuck out now it looked like she had become disproportionately bulky, her clawed hands looking small in comparison to her overdeveloped extremities. "So... beautiful..." Xilimyth panted in delight, aroused by the electricity sparking around her flexing muscles.

"Nnngh..." A groan escaped her mouth as she felt a sudden sharp pain in her mid-section. She threw her gigantic arms around herself in a hug, feeling her sides below her armpits starting to stretch. As pressure built up, flesh pulsed on Xilimyth's body. The imprint of closed fists appeared on the distended fur, becoming marked. She let out a scream, "Ahhh...!"

Bursting out of her body, a pair of new arms shot out under the original two. "Gah! What the heck?!" Xilimyth spread her arms out in shock, watching the new additions grip each other in a side-pectoral pose as they began to bulk out to reach the same muscular thickness as the other two. "I have four arms now! Four... incredibly beefy arms!" she cried out in excitement once she realized she wasn't feeling pain at all. Instead, she quickly found how responsive her new limbs were, and she soon found herself alternating flexions with all four arms. Immediately, she noticed how her lower biceps and upper triceps constantly rubbed together thanks to their immense sizes. "So powerful...! So... mmmm...!"

With another cry of delight, Xilimyth's body continued to stretch over the continent. Eyes clenched shut, she thrashed her head about. That pleasurable electricity was delivering positive feedback to every last cell in her apocalyptically huge body. It wasn't long before her incalculable weight finally caused the landmass underneath her to collapse, dropping her into the ocean.

"Eeeek!" her eyes both opened at once, but instead of their typical cerulean color, bright purple swirls of electricity had taken over. Both of her eyes lit up like exceedingly bright lightbulbs as she toppled over.

Xilimyth landed chest-first onto the continent across the waters, causing it to flip like a slapped plastic tray floating in water. "Ahh! Whoops!" she instinctively threw her arms up, all four of her palms pushing the comically skewed landmass back down to the best of her ability. "Muh-maybe too powerful..." she chuckled nervously to herself, not even wanting to think about the wild ride everybody down below surely had to have gone through.

After glancing down for a second, she came to realize most of her upper body was exposed even though she had become submerged for a time. "How big am I right now?" she murmured, twisting her comparatively small waist to look over the rest of the world. "This is ridiculous! I can see beyond the horizon now. I'm becoming... as big as the planet?! It's ridiculous but... mmm..."

There was no two ways about it. Any other time, Xilimyth would've dismissed this as a fever-induced dream of catastrophically heightened arousal, but she couldn't deny what she was feeling as hallucination, much less fantasy. She had become the most powerful being in the entire world, and her body wouldn't quit growing and mutating! "More..." she found herself wearing a giddy smirk, like a girl on a diet faced with unlimited volumes of her favorite ice-cream. "More...!" she vociferated, as if ordering the dozens upon dozens of tentacles coming out of her back to hurry with the collection of power.

And as energy funneled into the dracocheetah, her body responded not only by growing, but by further changing. Bone spikes began to protrude out of her back, emerging from and running all the way down her spine. The spikes popped out of her tails as well, each of the nine appendages growing thicker and adding muscular coils as they shed the fur to reveal scales underneath.

She held her head with her upper hands behind it, arching her back as she felt her new, yellow and black spotted dragon tails smacking around with their amazingly sharp spikes adorning them. Xilimyth felt her own mouth widening as her fangs grew thicker and longer, her canines lengthening beyond her lower lips and giving her the appearance of a saber-tooth.

The swell of magical energies swirling around her growing aura caused Xilimyth's dreadlocks to come undone, releasing her rapidly lengthening hair which grew all the way down to her massive behind. Those beautiful, silky locks pulsed with magic as they attained the same shiny purple color of her eyes, giving her an even more radiant appearance as she ascended.

Bigger and bigger the bestial dracocheetah grew. The eager flapping of her empowered wings soon became enough to casually lift her off the ocean her legs had become submerged in. Soon enough, her wingspan cast a looming shadow that wrapped the entirety of Earth in darkness. Her eclipsing form raised off the deepest waters, gradually levitating off a planet whose gravity could not hold her down anymore.

Floating like a magnificent beast of biblical proportions, Xilimyth finally stopped worrying. The power had taken over. She had become the power. Higher and higher she rose, the Earth gradually dwindling before her crackling eyes. She couldn't help but grin as the changes manifested one step further.

The hyper muscled titaness grew and grew, all six of her main limbs shuddering with pressure as they began to morph. Hand-paws merged with their sharpened, thick razors to turn into dangerously sharp feline claws. The bone structure of her arms rearranged to allow her four hands to comfortably stay perpendicular with her shoulders, turning into forelegs like a feral cheetah's. As her scapula slightly compressed, she was forced to hunch over, positioning her in a way that harmonized with her spine, allowing her comfortable inclination. Her legs were next, but the effect was more pronounced. The legs' curvature from the knee down pulled back and forced her morphing feet to lengthen, attaining plantigrade features.

It was the dawn of a new magical creature. Twice the size of planet Earth, the six legged dracocheetah gave rise to cosmic storms as her nine spiked tails swished behind her. Her overwhelming physical force represented by enough muscle mass to dwarf her own head and feet was enough to make the Solar System shudder. Without the need for oxygen to supply her lungs, each token respiration cycle the beast completed caused the Sun many dozens of thousands of miles away to blaze to and fro like a bonfire in the midst of a hurricane. Every second that passed, the swarm of squirmy, hungry maw tentacles added a new tendril to its bunch, only that instead of hissing, they accompanied Xilimyth's all-encompassing purring.

Slowly attracted to her elevating center of gravity, the Earth inevitably became lodged in the monstrous dracocheetah's cleavage, eliciting a playful chuckle from the being of sheer immensity. With great dexterity and care, one of her paws went around to bat the Earth off her breasts like a baby stroking a balloon for the first time.

The ruined planet harmlessly floated off as Xilimyth became three times its size, then four. Lying down on her back, she again brought the sphere closer so her vibrant bright purple eyes could focus on her world. The damage was extensive. Her ascension had wrought the destruction of so much. She wished the clock could be turned back for Earth, which she assured herself did not need to suffer her unstoppable might. And as if the universe itself feared disappointing the giantess' will, Xilimyth was surprised to see the world shining bright, mended before her very eyes. Spilled oceans receded, tectonic plates suturing, the elements returned to the balance now that no other creatures had to be supplied with their energies.

Smiling as her understanding of her true powers grew, the six-legged dracocheetah batted Earth from one paw to the other like a kitten playing with a yarn ball. Except she didn't physically touch the planet. It was being moved by her mind, and thus not disturbed, as the clock did not run for the planet until she said go.

Silently playing with her new toy, Xilimyth looked away from the Sun and at the vastness of deeper space as she laid back for a relaxing moment. She could feel the hunger in each one of her hundred maws. And licking her chops, slowly dragging her tongue over her large right fang, Xilimyth began to consider if the rest of the galaxy would also offer her a morsel of elemental magic.

Or a lot more.

The End.