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Warning: This story contains hourglass expansion, growth, macro, mega macro, giga, tera, etc. macro, ascension, soft oral vore and clothes vore. You've been warned!

Ahri and all the heretofore mentioned League of Legends champions belong to RIOT Games.

Star Eater Ahri, by DragonMasterX.

Paranormal, warped howling filled the misty night. Moonflower Lake was besieged.

Slimy creatures had slithered out from the now murky waters. Oversized, bloated leeches the size of horses. They numbered on the hundreds. The Voidborne could take many shapes, yet they always seemed to favor unsettling forms. Blobby, long appendages resembling tentacles allowed the leeches movement on land.

Bright streaks of cobalt light seemed to ricochet from leech to leech, delivering rapid blows before sending them flying into the air. A hail of crimson bullets pierced the suspended targets with merciless intensity, leaving them weak and exposed to a violent finisher by glowing dark purple energies. Compressed and blown into muddy chunks, eight enemies had been vanquished in a well-coordinated combo attack.

"Run, now!" barked an intense yet feminine voice as a fearful young man quickly grabbed a strongbox from his demolished food cart and scampered away. "Good! Back to it!"

"Ez looks tired. You may want to hurry, Soraka." A different voice commanded. It was husky yet cool. Immediately, an emerald beam wrapped around the cobalt streak, followed by a meek response.

"Yes! Sorry, Ahri. I'll do better next time..." the green-haired Star Guardian said, hiding behind her wing-tipped staff.

"Thanks, Soraka!" yelled the young blonde in blue, Ezreal. Patting down his arm that no longer felt weak, he hopped out of the way of a leech slamming its appendages down. "These things are sturdier than they look!"

"What's the matter, boy?" the levitating guardian, Syndra, razed the shoreline with bright lasers with a mere weave of an arm. "You don't usually complain at the _start_of a scuffle."

Ezreal coughed as the dust settled, engaging his beautiful angelic wings that enabled swift aerial movement. "Ugh," he frowned as he darted to the side, avoiding a leaping enemy attempting to nip him, "Why did it have to be leeches? Can't we ever get cake monsters or something?" he dodged another one and raised his voice: "Careful! Just getting too close seems to drain you of your starlight!"

"Filthy Voidborne!" red anger was followed by raging gunpowder and magic explosions from Miss Fortune's guns. She was filling the leeches' mouth with lead, countering their attacks with point blank shots. "How could this many have been living right under our noses for this long without us noticing?!" the redhead complained.

Keeping her calm, the golden Ahri provided shielding to Soraka, their support, deflecting Voidborne with energy blasts projected from the orbs in her hands. At the same time, she played a defensive role, her eyes surveyed the lit up battlefield.

Ahri recalled how the rumors surrounding Moonflower Lake had begun. Sudden damaged property, missing pets, followed by mysteriously disappearing folk. Incidents of escalating concern that had stumped the local authorities. But these leeches were barbaric, sluggish in their movements. They didn't seem equipped with the intelligence to be covert or stealthy. If anything, they seemed to be fighting to protect something.

"There!" Ahri's fox ears stood to attention as her lilac eyes pointed to the center of Moonflower Lake. With a horizontal sweep of her arm, she projected light from one of her orbs in a crescent shape, slicing another leaping leech in two before it reached her. "They will keep coming until we take care of their leader!"

"A leech queen?!" Ezreal complained as he followed Ahri's finger to the dark lake, "I traded a leech queen for a night out town with Lux. Just great!"

"Quit complaining and back me up, lover boy!" Miss Fortune said, using the monsters' heads as stepping stones to bring herself closer to her quarry. She could see a much bigger leech by the center; the target Ahri had painted for her.

"Coming!" Ezreal propelled himself through the air, smashing his gauntlet down into the ground to send powerful shockwaves that cleared a good chunk of the shoreline for his teammate.

Conjuring barriers in cubicle shape, Syndra ensured a clear shot for Miss Fortune. "You might want to step it up, darling. Strong as they are, my barriers won't hold up forever." Hordes of leeches were already slamming themselves up against the starlight constructs, attempting to bring them down in order to reach the gunslinger.

But Miss Fortune was already in position, fingers at the trigger. Her fiery eyes locked-in, she merely had to gather her energy at the tip of the refracting star-shaped crystals of her weapons. "Got it in my sights. Eat starlight!" she declared just as she let loose a huge volley of charged ammunition.

"She got it!" Soraka said hopefully, but her cheery smile turned to an upset frown as the smoke from the explosive impact cleared. "Oh no, look out!" she screamed, forced to watch Miss Fortune get smashed clean through Syndra's barrier and into the sorceress herself, which caught the latter off-guard.

"That's not good," Ezreal remarked, getting a clear view of the leech queen. No less than four times the size of the other leeches; it had been concealing its true size underneath those murky waters. "That thing just tore through Syndra's barriers like they were made of paper mache!"

This time, Soraka didn't have to be told to engage in her curative arts. The tip of the white horn protruding from the healer's forehead glowed brightly as she channeled starlight to deliver a healing aura over her teammates. "What are we going to do? Miss Fortune's shot didn't even leave a dent!"

Ahri's tails swished in the misty breeze. She didn't even grunt, hiding her frustration with a confident façade as she thought of a counter-attack. "That is a big mouth..." she thought aloud as the now exposed queen began making landfall. It was surely going to come at them now that it had been disturbed.

Their stamina restored, Fortune and Syndra regrouped with Ahri and Soraka as Ezreal floated above them. "Any bright ideas?" Ezreal shouted from above, coming down to sweep approaching leeches which were beginning to surround them. Fortune blasted them with guns while Syndra burned them with more sweeping lasers. With the sheer amount of leeches and their constant, unwavering hissing, it didn't seem like their numbers were going down at all.

To Ezreal, Ahri responded: "The brightest." Batting those peach-colored bangs away from her face, the Kumiho glanced back at Ezreal and bounced one of her starlight orbs in a hand, "How's your flying with a passenger?"

"My... what?" Ezreal exchanged looks with Ahri, who was looking at the incoming, roaring queen leech, and their enemies. "Wait, you want me to fly you to it? But my gauntlet can't even leave a proper mark on its kids. They need a bunch of pummeling!"

"That's because you aren't using your head, Ez," Ahri shrugged, "And I'm not looking to become food for anything tonight, so..." with a giggle, the fox girl leapt into the air and hooked her legs around her male teammate's waist. "All aboard. Just fly me close enough to its mouth!"

"Its mouth?! That is insane!" protested a worried Soraka. "Ahri, no!"

"I can't believe I'm doing this," Ezreal beat his wings. Ahri was their captain; their leader. She could come across as snooty and ill-tempered at times, but she was cool-headed in battle and always seemed to be thinking ahead. She had his trust. And soon, he had her flying half a dozen feet above the world's grossest beastly leech. "You're not really thinking..." he stumbled in the air as Ahri jumped off his back, somersaulting in mid-air and tightening herself like somebody freefalling into water, her orbs following her in. "...aaand you jumped down into its mouth. Waaaah!"

The gargantuan queen retracted its immense limbs, narrowly missing its winged target who retreated to the distance. Even with its whiffing, it roared victoriously as it engulfed its prey whole. Only four Star Guardians remained, which meant less food for its little ones; but it didn't matter. Once they had consumed the bearers of the starlight, the Star Guardians, the rest of the city would follow.

"Ahri!" Soraka shouted helplessly. "How could you help her do something so crazy, Ezreal?!"

"Relax! She has a plan!" Ezreal defended himself as he punched another leaping leech out of their way, groaning from their debilitating effects. After the pause, he added: "...I hope!"

But the pair didn't have to argue for long. A brief smirk grew on Miss Fortune's lips as she looked over their suddenly stopping enemies and at their queen. The biggest leech had stopped in its tracks. Its slimy, dark mid-section had begun to glow with bright golden light. "That crazy bitch..." the redhead mumbled half-annoyed and half-impressed; the latter which she'd never tell.

A high-pitched screech echoed out of the arching leech, its middle starting to bulge, bigger and bigger until its flesh began to tear apart. Light beamed out through the resulting holes, the intensity making the lake shine so bright it was indistinct to its appearance during the day. And then, when the Voidborne became unable to hold itself together anymore, its grotesque body finally exploded.

As slimy guts and blood rained all around the small army of leeches, each individual started squirming before collapsing and going limp, fizzling out into a puddle of tar-like substance.

"Impressive," said Syndra as she sauntered over the shrinking black puddles. Despite her remark, her face didn't reflect much amusement. "...Although certainly gross." She observed as the golden light died down around the remains of the queen leech.

"Ahri!" Ezreal and Soraka yelled in unison, rushing to their leader's side. They helped the giblet-covered Kumiho up to her feet, and albeit clearly annoyed by the result of her plan, she still seemed determined to play it cool.

"Brightest light," the foxy girl said with a sigh, glancing down at her sticky, silky gloves. She was glad her costume could be wished away with a mental command. It was bad enough she had to feel monster guts all around her for the half minute she had spent trapped inside the creature's soft insides, but now that she was covered head to toe in its blood, it finally hit her how gross it was. "Ugh, why isn't it melting like all the other Voidborne?" she complained.

"You're right. It usually just fizzles out after they die," Soraka agreed, "Um, do you want me to..."

"I'm fine," Ahri quickly said. She felt too irritated to ask for favors, even from her teammates. "I'll go straight to take a shower. Good work, tonight."

After the Star Guardians made the rounds around Moonflower Lake one last time to make sure no stragglers had been left behind, they all went back to their dormitories. Ahri didn't bother to change back from her guardian outfit, instead walking into the shower with it. Even though the queen leech's remains at the lake's shoreline had disintegrated, she was disgusted to still see its fluids all over the silky fabric of her colorful getup. "My starlight should've purified it already. Ugh, if only the others weren't so slow I wouldn't have had to jump into that thing's stomach. All you had to do was fire your shot inside, not outside, Sarah..." Ahri mumbled to herself, thinking of Miss Fortune's last shot.

First, she worked to rinse her beautiful peach colored hair off the creature's blood. She failed to notice, however, how the blood wasn't being washed off her Star Guardian's clothes. The fluids were instead seeping through, vanishing into the magical fabric as if fully absorbed by it. When she finished rinsing her long mane of hair, she was pleased not to find a spot of black on her otherwise pristine, albeit now wet getup. Satisfied, she disengaged her guardian outfit and continued her shower fully naked.

Another night, another eldritch horror vanquished by the Star Guardians. Order had been restored to the city once more...

In the weeks that followed, the city enjoyed some respite from the paranormal. The Star Guardians responsible for protecting the world from creatures such as the Voidborne were, as a result, left without much to do.

The high-school routine was back with a vengeance. Period scheduling, study groups, club gatherings- the life of cosmic warriors didn't seem as complicated as a young student's.

Ahri and her team were known as the 'cool kids' by most of the student body. With fiery Sarah (Although she insisted she be called Miss Fortune by non-friends), adorable Soraka, energetic Ezreal and the ever intimidating Syndra, their individual charisma combined into an all-encompassing presence whenever they walked together. The crowning tip of the posse was, of course, Ahri's smile that could brighten anyone's afternoon. The hallways cleared as they went from classroom to classroom together. As their guardian leader, Ahri ran a tight ship even outside of battle.

It was third period on a Tuesday when Ahri found herself bored in a quiet classroom. She couldn't wait for dance classes, her forte. Other than when battling aliens, dancing was where she shone the brightest. The same moves she used to fluidly dispatch mortal enemies translated into natural skill for frolicking on set. Syndra from the drama club had on more than one occasion gotten Ahri to contribute to their plays with her grace; further increasing her popularity.

Ahri loved being the center of attention and that was why she dressed as provocatively as possible. The academy included several different types of humanoids such as herself, a Kumiho, or unicorns such as Soraka. With each uniform being tailored to its own species, it was only natural for students to modify them themselves if they were so inclined. When she was at school, Ahri wore a custom-version of the school's standard outfit. The black pleated skirt was notably shorter, allowing a good view of her well-muscled thighs between the hem and her white knee socks. Her navy blue blouse had a v-cut to bring attention to her generous cleavage while the sailor-style collar had been twisted into a silky short scarf with its knot on the right of her neck.

"They can't resist me," Ahri sang proudly in her mind as she counted no less than five aroused male gazes on her at all times. She made sure to purse her rosy lips at one or two, shoot them a sultry wink or eyelash batting every so often. She wasn't interested in any of them, but as the ruling high-school queen, she had to give some hope to her loyal subjects. This, of course, put her at odds with a good chunk of the female side of the classroom.

Lately, Ahri was having a little too much fun with those hateful stares coming from her classmates. Diligent student that she was, the sexy vixen didn't have trouble following lectures so she spent equal times teasing the boys and the girls. "Is he your boyfriend?" she mouthed off at her desk neighbor without making a sound, "I'm so sorry I'm sitting between you two. But at least he gets something worth looking at, mm?"

The red-eyed brunette next to Ahri was bordering on screaming profanities at the sassy Kumiho. But nobody wanted to cause a scene in the middle of class; and certainly not with the popular fox girl.

Sarah, sitting behind Ahri, couldn't help but suppress a chuckle. She wasn't exactly a fan of her comrade's queen bee act, but this time it had come out with such vile venom that it sounded amusing to her. "Ez must've eaten her avocado toast this morning or something," the redhead thought as she relaxed on her chair desk; completely abject from the lecture as well. Sarah wasn't for bullies, but she wasn't for doormats either; so she didn't interject. "Bored out of my mind lately, so I get how she feels, I guess..."

It had been a while since their last mission. Other than a training session a few days prior, all Sarah had been doing in her Guardian outfit was weapon maintenance. Feeling restless, she grabbed her phone and insisted in the encrypted chat for Star Guardians that they move the upcoming battle drills for tonight.

Ezreal, at a different classroom, seemed to be the first to start typing into the group chat but soon was back to inactivity. Seeing Soraka's energetic "You got it!" with three flexing arm emojis elicited a quiet giggle from the redhead. Her amusement died down when she saw Syndra's reply; a cutting: "If I must." Which had Sarah making retching expressions at her own phone.

"Self-important cunt..." Sarah thought, impatiently tapping the edge of her closed notebook as she waited for Ezreal's reply. For all the time he'd waited to add his response, all Sarah's eyes got was misspelled, shortened "got a d8 l8r 2day", which made a vein pop out over Sarah's forehead. She furiously typed a quick, clear-cut reply: "Don't skip out on us." To which she got a pleading emoji followed by a custom, Ezreal-shaped saluting emoji. Good, Sarah thought with a smile. Soraka had already added discreet, giggling emojis.

So amused Miss Fortune was with the organization of tonight's guardian training that she almost forgot Ahri had yet to reply. "Hey, you're coming too, aren't you...?" Trying to keep her voice down, Sarah had failed to realize class was over and that Ahri was already sauntering out of the classroom. She assumed in all the fun she hadn't heard the bell ring.

Quickly, the tall redhead sorted through the other students to catch up with the peach-blonde vixen. "Hey!" she called out, feeling invisible next to Ahri.

"Hmm?" Ahri barely craned her neck sideways, lilac eyes almost gliding to meet up with Sarah'. As if it was a courtesy to stop walking, the Kumiho cocked her hips to one side while resting a hand over her waist. "What's up, Sarah?"

"Don't you "What's up, Sarah?" me," huffed out a miffed Sarah. "Didn't you look at the group chat? We got training tonight."

"Oh. Right," Ahri slowly blinked her eyes like someone who was reminded of something important yet not critical. Naturally red lips stretched thin into a smile. "I should be able to make some time after dance lessons. I guess I'll see you later, then!"

"Yeah..." Sarah frowned a little as she watched Ahri turn around and sashay away. "What's her deal? She was a word or two away from blowing me off there," she thought, before shaking her head. "No need to overthink it. She already said yes. I'll shear her fluffy tails if she bails on me," the gunslinger thought to herself, easing herself into her own school routine.

"Once again from the top, then," Ahri sighed, helping one of her fellow dancers back up from the polished floor. Swiftly apologizing and getting back in line, the group began to dance, following Ahri's lead. Attempting to follow her lead was the more accurate term. With a pent up need to exert herself, the Kumiho wasn't holding her ballet back.

Dancers of several skill levels were present, but even Ahri's peers were having trouble keeping up with her pirouettes. The beginners had already given up, and despite their frustration couldn't tear their eyes from that curvaceous vixen appropriating the stage with her moves.

The onlookers were hypnotized. It certainly didn't help that she exuded pure, feminine sex appeal in her tight black and white leotard. Her peach colored hair and tail smoothly followed the sway of her body with every minute movement of her legs and every leap she took into the air. Inevitably, she went off-script, expressing herself by somersaulting into the air, landing apart from the rest. She isolated herself, closing her eyes and feeling her surroundings.

Soon, her ballet had crossed into interpretative dance; her preferred medium. Without her baton, the vixen found herself acrobatically bounding from spot to spot until she had made it to her bag, where she extracted the tool only to return with the same swift, athletic grace she had used to leave the set.

Young and veteran dancers alike were left with their mouth agape. "How is she doing that?" they knew the Kumiho was athletically gifted, but those moves were Olympian-tier. Ahri had always been careful not to overdo it, but that afternoon she felt truly connected with who she was. And she, for a moment, had stopped pretending she wasn't better than everyone else.

Ten minutes of breathtaking performance later, Ahri finished with a leap that saw her land in a perfect split. Her mind-blowing long legs seized attention, although most of the male dancers were staring directly at the bounce of her well-endowed chest. With her breathing accelerated by adrenaline, Ahri carefully set her baton down and pushed herself off the floor before lying on her side to address the rest. As expected, she had seized their adoring eyes once more.

When the clapping was done, however, a scoff came from one of the disgruntled veterans. "Are you done wasting our time, Ms. Diva?"

"Hannah, that was pretty good though..." a star-struck dancer insisted, but Hannah was backed up by one of the younger dancers.

"I couldn't keep up at all..."

"Yeah, everyone's too good here, especially her..."

The worship had turned into murmurs. Most of her fellow dancers were still entranced by her room-brightening smile, and yet she could only fixate on the few that she usually ignored. Ahri loved rumors, both good and bad, about anything and anyone; herself included. The good ones were great to savor, while disproving the bad ones was its own kind of pleasure.

However, that day she felt irked by all the whining and complaints. Why weren't they happy for her? Why couldn't they all understand her light illuminated everything? "They have no idea they can rest easy because of all I do. And when I actually show them something that can brighten their sad little days, all they do is complain?" she mused as she gradually got back up to her feet. She didn't even deign Hannah with a reply, instead shooting her a smile as she twirled her baton between her fingers. "I'm off to get a snack. The set is all yours. Don't bore them while I'm gone, will you?"

Hannah had always been jealous of Ahri. This was the first time she had actually stood up to the Kumiho. "Bitch..." she mouthed off, sure that Ahri hadn't heard it. But she had.

And yet, instead of turning around and making a scene, the popular vixen was immediately reminded by her stomach how hungry she was. With her ears burning, Ahri ignored her drooling admirers and walked off to the school bar. She felt like getting a parfait or three.

That night, the guardians met up at their usual spot: An old, abandoned tennis court at the edge of the city where the first country club used to be. The beautiful starry skies served as backdrop for colorful streaks of starlight.

"Faster," Ahri's voice demanded. Her right hand was moving in a flurry with an energy orb mimicking its direction. The orb was projecting golden beams of light towards Soraka, who had to deflect them. "Faster!" the guardian leader shouted, increasing the output to give their supporter a good workout.

The problem for the green Star Guardian was that her good workout had been extended over a non-stop twenty minutes. Soraka's footwork was starting to grow sloppy, and her staff deflections were getting increasingly sluggish as opposed to Ahri's demands. "I can't...!" she whimpered, clenching her teeth with an eye closing as a bead of sweat ran over it, "Enough, please...!"

"Hmph!" Ahri stopped, but not before smacking another energy orb into the one firing at Soraka. The latter sped through a momentarily relieved Soraka, who was caught unawares and sent reeling backwards with a pained grunt.

"Soraka!" Ezreal abandoned his own footwork exercise with Miss Fortune to check up on the green haired unicorn humanoid. The redhead had been making him dance to the sound of her bullets striking the ground. "You seem okay..." he said to Soraka after helping her up, giving her a once over.

"I'm sorry for worrying you," Soraka immediately apologized, dusting herself off, "I just didn't expect the last attack..."

The golden sphere which had struck Soraka flew over her and Ezreal's heads, making the pair follow it to Ahri who held it over her palm like a floating volleyball. The Kumiho seemed impatient. "You won't get the luxury of fulfilled expectations during battle, Soraka. It's when you're at your weakest that you have to pay the most attention."

"Hey," Ezreal interjected, "She was doing her best. Cut her some slack; she ain't a front row fighter like..."

"Your evasion needs some work, too. Sarah, you have to quit taking it easy on him," Ahri reprimanded without even looking at Ezreal. It made the blonde young man growl. "Do you have something to say?" she finally set her eyes on him. Her gaze suddenly felt cold, making Ezreal feel uneasy. And yet he powered through, unafraid of speaking his mind.

"Leader or not, you're being a bitch right now," Ezreal said. "What's got up your ass?"

Sarah began to approach them. "Not what I had in mind for tonight..." she thought to herself, ready to intervene, but she found herself stopping half-way.

"Ah..." Ahri softened her stare, her right ear twitching as she began to smile, "Had a rough time at the dance club earlier. Sorry about upsetting you two. Maybe we can do with a break?"

Ready to bite back with twice the intensity, Ezreal was caught off guard with the gear-turn. With hot breath at his throat, he exchanged glances with Soraka and then finally responded with a shrug and a quick nod.

"Glad to hear! Now that that's settled, I'm going out for a walk! I'm hungry, so text me if you want any snacks on the way back." Casually stretching her arms above her head, Ahri turned around and sauntered away. Her heeled boots began clicking against the pavement as she left the court and began pacing along the sidewalk.

Sighing, Sarah folded her arms, pushing her large bosom up as she stood there in deep thought. "Better leave her be for now. But I'll have to talk with her..."

Meditating several dozen feet in the air, Syndra patiently observed their leader vanish around the first corner in the street leaving the old country club. "What a peculiar mood swing..." she thought to herself, swirls of dark energies dancing around her.

Ahri was feeling anxious. After that practice session, she realized her mind was still stuck in the incursion at Moonflower Lake. With Voidborne and other cosmic terrors assaulting the galaxy, peril was at their doorstep very frequently. She couldn't help her thoughts drifting to the tragedy a couple years ago when she had lost teammates to the scourge of the stars.

She didn't want to live through that, again. She saw no choice but to be disciplinarian when it came to Star Guardian business, but even she had to admit she'd been needlessly rude with Soraka earlier. "She needs to develop her character. I can't afford to be soft with her..." she talked herself up, reminding herself of ugly memories to steel her heart.

With a deep breath, the multi-tailed guardian launched herself off the curb and gracefully landed atop the chimney of one of the suburban homes at that corner of the city. From there, Ahri could see the brightly illuminated downtown. She frowned, "Most of them don't even know what we go through for the sake of galactic peace, humph."

Just then, Ahri heard a voice calling her from down below. "Hey! Fox lady!" Ahri drew her stare to the ground, surprised there was someone out in the streets this late. It was a somewhat familiar looking young man with a white cooking apron, a face mask and a cap, standing next to a food cart. He was waving his arms at her.

Seeing no point in running away, the Star Guardian hopped off the roof, making next to no sound when sticking her landing in front of the young man. Immediately, the mouth-watering scent of sizzling bacon, frying oil and grilling beef assaulted Ahri's sensitive nose. She had to take a step back from that greasy cloud to face the food cart attendant. "Good evening," she said, covering her face with a forearm. She was suppressing her need to cry from the intoxicating junk food smell.

"Oh! Sorry uh, lemme turn down the grill," the attendant said, quickly switching to pilot light for each cooking station. "Not seeing lots of customers this time of day. Was about to head home actually when I saw... uh... wow. Wow you're pretty!"

Ahri was glad the young man had approached her. He didn't smell any better, but it was leagues better than being so close to all those fries and burgers. "Nnghh..." she grunted, her belly starting to rumble. The scent wasn't her favorite, but she definitely was feeling peckish now if she wasn't before. "Thank you," she said, lowering her arm and placing it on her hip. "Did you need something?"

"That outfit... It's you, after all!" the attendant said. Ahri raised an eyebrow, the ear above it twitching as she gave him a puzzled look. "Ohh! I mean, one of you. Err, you probably don't remember me! But I owe you my life! You and your friends saved me from those monsters the other night!"

Ahri vaguely remembered saving a civilian at the lake, but she usually didn't see members of the public in her guardian persona. Glancing down at herself, she realized she had completely forgotten to turn her Star Guardian suit off. Now she understood the excitement.

It was quite impossible not to fixate on a Star Guardian's appearance. Their protective armor made of starlight attuned to their chromatic affinity took the shape of snazzy, sparkling costumes that also doubled as a way to hide their real identities as highschoolers.

From top to bottom, Ahri wore a golden tiara above her peach colored bangs. An amethyst, golden rimmed star-shaped hair-broach with a couple of smooth, dark purple wing-like adornments hung at her left-side, curly bang. A simple black choker sat at her neck above the red, gold-rimmed collar of her white corset. With a larger version of the broach on her hair, this one with wings on each side, sitting in front of her large chest, her cleavage was hidden from view. Fortunately for Ahri's self-image, the outfit came with both form and function, providing lift to her breasts like a bustier.

The corset flowed into smooth gold-trimmed silver plates, below which extended velvety blue curtain-like cloth. A pleated red skirt overlapped a white, sharp-hemmed one, with two white thigh-high high-heeled boots stopping just early enough to show off some of her beautifully toned thighs. The boots were decorated at the upper end with a dipping star surrounded by red and gold-rimmed streaks, with little wings extending out from the ankles. Finally, one could appreciate the long white silk gloves dressing Ahri's arms from the biceps all the way to the very tip of her fingers; each replicating the golden star, red streak motif of her boots except with dark purple wings stretching out from the elbows.

Female guardians were all dressed in similar starlight armor, all of them enjoying gorgeous corsets, boots and gloves mixing pristine white and the color that best represented them. Aside from racial features such as Ahri's ears and tails or Soraka's horn and legs, they were mostly homogenous in design. Only Ezreal, being the only male and thus dressed in a full-body tux-like suit truly stood apart from his team.

Without an explicit rule about talking to civvies in guardian form, Ahri saw no trouble in allowing the food stand attendant to gush over her looks. In fact, she found it somewhat cute. She did, after all, love to bask in other people's admiration. "I'm just glad we were there to help," she smiled, and was about to engage in a sultry pose before her grace was momentarily torn to shreds by the insistence of her growling stomach.

Close enough to Ahri, the fast food seller caught on quick. "Oh! Are you hungry? Man, I was about to ask for an autograph, but please let me spot you some burgers and fries! It's the least I could do!"

"Wait, uh..." Ahri brought a hand up to stop the excited young man, but he was already back at his cart piling up topping after topping. There was inner turmoil inside of the Kumiho as she both savored and regretted the hefty amount of calories within reach. "If you insist!" she finally said with the faintest hint of a blush.

"That's the spirit! Nothing's too much for my heroine!"

Ahri's fingers twitched as the boy approached with a tray simply loaded with cheesy fries and a couple of the greasiest, juiciest burgers she'd ever seen. She usually didn't go for junk food, always a fan of healthier alternatives. But that night, something had come over her. It had started with that invasive, intoxicating scent, but quickly it had evolved into a primordial instinct. She had to have all that food inside her.

Taking the tray in her hands and thanking her fan, Ahri quickly found herself dipping fries in cheese and popping them past her pillowy lips only to start shoving them in by the handful.

"Now that's what I call a healthy appetite! Are they good?" the attendant asked.

Between mouthfuls, Ahri could only say: "Shooo... good...!" before continuing with the feast. All nine of her tails swished with joy behind her as she dug her teeth on one of the burgers. Meaty juices and fatty grease caressed her taste-buds, bringing her to an orgasmic gastronomic trip she simply wished there be no end to.

"Whoa, what kinda fabric is that...?" the cart attendant widened his eyes, watching bits of grease and breadcrumbs from Ahri's messing eating practically disappearing from view the instant they attempted to sully the silk and velvet of her clothes.

Soon enough, however, her spotless gloved fingers were scraping the tray. She didn't even have to lick her own fingers clean. "Mmm... that was amazing." Ahri grumbled, holding a hand to her stomach, which still felt like it had some more space left in it. In fact, plenty more! "My little fan, do you think I could order seconds?"

"Huh?" the bedazzled young man glanced up from Ahri's mid-section all the way up to her mesmerizing eyes. Her pursed lips and long eyelashes seemed to be firing pure lust at him. "Ruh-right away, ma'am! Anything for you!"

Sighing in delight, Ahri sauntered over to a nearby bench, sitting down and preparing for the feast to continue. She wolfed down more of those cheesy fries, loaded with extra bacon and jalapeños at her insistence, and she had double the burger rations. She couldn't help herself! Her stomach demanded the stuff; how could she have ever deprived herself of this culinary delight?

And she asked for more; no she demanded it. And her fan was all too happy to oblige. Ahri couldn't stop herself, she didn't want to. Nothing distracted her from her goal of satisfying her growing appetite, not even the buzz in her cleavage pocket.

"W-wow, lady. You really cleaned me out!" the young man said, exhausted from serving. He rubbed his sweaty forehead, removing his cap and panting a little. "How can you pack away that much and still have that figure? I'm sorry, but you have to tell me your secret!"

With no choice but stopping her eat-a-thon, Ahri realized she had truly gone off the deep end. Her near spell-bound trance broken, she finally realized her stomach was full of more junk food than any girl her age would eat in an entire semester. And yet, just as the guy was saying, her stomach was still flat and her waist narrowly curvy as always. She sprang up to her feet from the shock. "Oh! Sorry, I have somewhere to be... uh, how much do I owe you?"

"Oh? Pfft... haha, don't make me charge you!" the attendant put his cap back on, bringing his hands up in disbelief. "I don't think I'd be here tonight if it weren't for you guys. But uh... seriously, you gonna be okay with all you ate? I've never seen someone..."

"Oh! Ohohoho...!" Ahri interrupted, bringing a gloved hand in front of her hand to cover her giggling. "I just have a really good metabolism! I really have to be going right now, though. Thank you so much for your hospitality. I will be sure to tell everybody about your wonderful food, okay? It's the least I can do!"

"Right! Uh..." the attendant tried calling for Ahri's attention, but without even being weighed down by the large amount of food she had just ingested, she was gone from view in a flash. "Wow... superheroes are a weird bunch. Good metabolism huh?" he repeated, laughing to himself, "Must all go to her tits and ass..." he murmured, before stomping the ground at one key realization. "Damnit! I forgot to ask for her autograph...!"

Ahri stopped halfway back to the old country club. With her speed and agility, she could've pirouetted the whole way back in record time, but the Kumiho felt an odd sensation in the middle of her stomach. Unbelievably, she was still hungry. "I don't understand," she murmured to herself with a frown, "I ate more than I ever have and yet... not even a little paunch?" she pressed a hand against her flat belly, wondering where all the food she had eaten had gone to. On the one hand, great! She didn't want to ruin her perfect figure. On the other, she was starting to manifest doubt.

Then, her doubt was shooed away by her hunger pangs. Ahri's thoughts drifted back to those cheeseburgers; had that boy truly been cleaned out? Maybe she could quickly head back and ask for thirds in case he was holding out on her. "No, that'd be abusive..." she told herself, dismissively waving the thought. And then she started to wonder if she could have anyone at the dorms cook like this for her. A smirk visited her face as she fantasized with making any of the men clamoring her at school get her more of these incredibly good treats. All she had to do was ask.

Suddenly, Ahri brought one of her light orbs to her right hand, slamming a foot down and aiming her energy at the rustling bushes by the sidewalk. "Show yourself!" she called out ready to let loose an assault in short notice. Food thoughts couldn't compete with sharp, battle-hardened instinct.

What came out of the bushes, however, was not a Voidborne or similar cosmic horror, but a common, chittering red squirrel. Ahri bit her lip and closed her eyes patiently, shaking her head at the silly incident as she approached the little animal. "And what are you doing down here?" she asked the little animal which perked up at her. Ahri's starlight orb disappeared as she reached down to pick the squirrel up, holding it up against her chest.

"Fell down from the tree?" the vixen asked, as if the skittering creature would've granted her any answer. "Were you looking for acorns? Come to think of it, this tree hollow probably is full of them, right?" she started walking over to the tree, pacing around it until she effectively found the hollow she suspected. Reaching inside, she felt around until she managed to feel the distinct shape of a chestnut. "Close enough. And... much tastier," she said, holding up the chestnut in one hand while cradling the squirrel with another arm against her chest. Without thinking, Ahri popped the nut in her mouth, her fangs showing incredible strength as the shell was cracked under pressure. Contents and shell, she chewed and swallowed it all. "So crunchy, and good..."

Before she realized what she was doing, Ahri had gone through the squirrel's entire stash. Midway through the robbery, the squirrel seemed to get antsy, struggling against its unwitting captor's mighty grip. But the small beast was no match for the much larger woman. Its strength was failing with each nut so eagerly consumed.

And when the last of the chestnuts was finally gone, the ravenous Kumiho felt herself growing impatient. "Is that all?" she demanded, convinced that nature owed her more tasty treasures. Before she could whine about her insatiable appetite however, Ahri began to feel a different kind of pressure coming from her chest. Just as she was about to complain that she was still hungry, she felt a strange, warm sensation gathering at her sternum, whereupon the weakened squirrel laid unconscious.

Ahri didn't want to believe her eyes, but the creature was sinking against her. Not deflating in a pancaking sort of way, but truly falling into her. Practically phasing into her outfit; her corset didn't even budge. She saw a little in the way of jiggling on her voluptuous rack since that was where the squirrel was pressed against as it seemed to wedge, for lack of better word, into her being.

When her chest was penetrated by half the squirrel, Ahri truly began feeling strange. The wing ribbon tying her bustier broach started to stretch wider, its wings growing before wrapping around the animal atop her arm. Ahri heard the hint of a wet, somewhat disturbing noise before the broach returned to normal. Only now, the squirrel was nowhere to be seen and a strange, pleasant sensation coursed through her.

The dumbfounded Kumiho groped up at thin air, going higher and higher until her fingers sank against her left breast. A squeak left her lips and she let go immediately. "It's gone!" she said to the cool night air. Instinctively, Ahri licked her chops before catching herself in the act and pressing a hand to her cheek. "I feel... satisfied? This fullness... but where?" she began to look at her hands, kicking a leg back while glancing behind herself. She undid her transformation and reengaged it to make sure nothing had changed. But it was still the same old Ahri. Only now her stomach wasn't making her feel cranky anymore.

To snap her back from her thoughts, out of nowhere her breasts began violently jiggling. Ahri gasped, reaching into her cleavage pocket to find her phone. It was Sarah; and there were plenty of missed calls. "Oh crap... It's that late already?!" she was looking at the phone clock. Ahri didn't feel like talking after all of that, so she hung up and quickly texted her friend. "Ate too much. Not feeling good. Headed back home soon. Get my things? Love you!" and put her phone away.

Ahri put a hand to her stomach again. What had she just done? And why did it feel so right? A smile began to slowly curl her commissures as her mind went back to the text she had just sent. She had truly eaten record breaking amounts of food. But the truth was she wasn't feeling bad. She was feeling really, really good now.

Something had clicked in Ahri's head.

Over the next few days, Ahri began to make herself scarce at social gatherings. Just as she had thought, her appetite came back at regular intervals and each time it was stronger. Junk food wasn't cutting it anymore. Three helpings per meal just weren't enough. But what truly made her seek privacy were experiments in her Star Guardian form. She needed answers about that night a few days back.

What had happened to that squirrel she was sure she had been holding? Why hadn't she found a single crumb of bread or the faintest stain of melted cheddar on her velvety clothes? Starlight was great at burning impurities but it wasn't perfect. The answer to those questions was quickly found when she, during a hungry stint, pressed a bagel against her corset.

To her surprise, the treat disappeared against the silk, practically drawn in, fused to the fabric. Most puzzlingly, she could feel that satiating sensation from a few nights back again. It was as if she had truly eaten, as if that bagel had its essence completely absorbed by her without any matter being wasted. The sensation was exhilarating, like a tingle running up and down her skin, making her feel electrified and energized. What kind of supernatural ability had she stumbled upon?

It wasn't long before she was supplying her outfit with all manners of food items. Ahri quickly found out that it wasn't just her corset. Sauce carelessly spilled over the silky gloves on her arms was easily absorbed, and the wings at her elbows extended to consume anything she placed on them. The same happened with her skirt and boots; her outfit was absorbing her meals! And they felt ten times better than eating them with her mouth. She found that her taste buds were equally stimulated during consumption, which further prompted her to do it more and more often.

Eventually, Ahri began to feel the effects of such a binge with unexpected results. Even though she was technically 'feeding' her clothes, she was starting to gain weight. She first noticed it during a morning when her new bras started feeling inexplicably tighter and the skinny jeans she liked to wear during cool afternoons started truly bulging out with the contour of her rounder thighs and wider rump. The barest amount of plush had started showing at her mid-section but she had such a curvy build it was impossible for other people to notice. However, Ahri had.

Fortunately for the vixen, her new cup size and extra padding required her only to make a short trip to the shopping mall. That complication didn't exist for her Star Guardian form. She found that her corset wasn't strangling her and that the distance between the hem of her skirt and the top of her boots had remained in proportion. Other than widening, the thigh high portion of the boots had remained roughly the same.

Soon, Ahri began to notice a peculiar side-effect that seriously made her reconsider her shopping options at the mall. She was growing taller. Usually at a fair height for a girl, even without her fox ears, Ahri quickly noticed the shift in perspective when the tip of her ears started to brush against the curtain hanger of her shower. After a swift measuring, she had confirmed she had put on one and a half extra inches of height. While initially concerned, one glance at her full body mirror told her everything she needed to know about her larger body: She was hotter than ever.

Confidence surged in the Kumiho when she inevitably caught more and more stares coming her way during school time. It was the lust of males and the envy of females. Ahri was used to the attention, but the bigger she got, the more intense of an influence she seemed to have. It wasn't long before she had an entire entourage of boys after her fluffy tail, with girls that used to do their best to ignore her confident strut unable to quit staring at those alluring wide hips. It didn't help that in spite of her arrogant, queenly behavior, her soft gaze and pretty smile were all she needed to light up the hallways. And now that Ahri's school uniform was tighter than ever around her, she was truly impossible to ignore.

That was all she had ever wanted. For everybody to realize what bright star she was while those that didn't worship her as she deserved to simply wallow in her shadow. And even though Ahri was basking in her ever escalating popularity, she found her appetite just as intense as always. Her charisma saved her whenever she had to excuse herself; sometimes her hunger making her dash out for a quick fix that made her leave even dancing lessons or Guardian training. Inevitably, this behavior was identified by a concerned teammate.

Sarah didn't know what was up with Ahri. She had been acting off for weeks now, and her presence as leader was beginning to flake. With excuses popping up all the time, Sarah had had enough. But with Ahri coolly dismissing her worries and avoiding her at every turn, the redhead knew she had to up her game. Finally, following after Ahri after she had excused herself for the third time that Tuesday, Sarah found her friend in the middle of the act.

And there she was, in the immaculately clean girls' bathroom at the third floor of their school, changed into her Star Guardian outfit while in front of a mirror. "What the hell are you doing?" Sarah immediately demanded.

Ahri snapped up in shock as she heard the bathroom door close. She turned around by reflex, inadvertently showing Sarah an éclair seemingly vanishing into her cleavage. "Suh-Sarah?!" she exclaimed.

Sighing, Sarah began to grunt, "I'm not sure I want to know. But you know as well as I do that we're not supposed to change into our armor at school. ...is that cream on your tits?"

Straightening her voice with a cough, Ahri began to smile. "Sorry you had to see that. I just like sneaking snacks while dressed up. It's a cosplay fetish," she sang out sultrily, making Sarah stick her tongue out.

"Blech, don't try that on me, sister. I know something weird is going on," Sarah approached until cornering the fox, "You've been cutting classes. Cutting training, hell, even cutting dancing lessons. And you've been behaving extra bitchy lately, too. You're..." she paused, squinting a little as she exchanged an eye-to-eye with the peachy blonde. Stumbling over her words, Ahri came to the rescue completing her thought.

"Bigger?" the vixen smirked. Sarah was one of the tallest girls in school, even without heels. Many of the guys felt intimidated next to her, let alone her tomboyish attitude. Narrowing her eyes sensually, Ahri took advantage of their closeness to walk a couple of fingers up Sarah's right arm, landing her hand onto her cheek while thumbing under the redhead's chin. "I'm the one who's surprised the most. But it's a good thing so you could say I'm... serendipitous! Mhmhmhm..."

Suddenly speechless, Sarah struggled to respond to the sensual remark. She responded by gently moving Ahri's silky-gloved hand out of the way and snorting. "Is this a Kumiho thing? You've been eating more, mood swings, bigger... is this like a second puberty? Wait, did you even have a regular puberty yet?"

Giggling, Ahri put both arms around Sarah this time, pulling her into a soft embrace. "It's wonderful, is what it is, Sarah. I am not entirely sure what's going on with my body. And I don't care. It's making me feel better, stronger. Mmm... sexier," she shot a wink at the blushing redhead.

"Coo-quit that..." Sarah mumbled, blinking rapidly as she attempted to avert her gaze from Ahri's gorgeous lilac eyes. "Y'know I don't swing that... mmph..." Sarah's words were muffled as Ahri continued to draw her in. Inevitably, their lips met. Miss Fortune wanted to shove Ahri off, but something prevented her from fighting. It took her too long to realize it was her own lack of strength.

For all of her spunk and well-toned muscles, Sarah was feeling useless right now. She was limp in Ahri's arms, feeling tired yet oddly comforted. She was falling against her friend as they kissed, almost as if those lips had been sapping her strength away from her. And despite the fact on any other day she would have panicked, Sarah seemed to be growing more and more okay with the idea of simply giving in.

Ahri asserted herself with her tongue slipping into Miss Fortune's mouth. She made out with her with the same intensity she would with a boy she liked. Her gloved hands felt the tall redhead's sturdy back, hugging her closer and closer, their chests practically mashing together and making the vixen moan into the kiss. Ahri could taste Sarah's cherry lipstick smearing against her own, but the fruity aftertaste was soon displaced by a much more intense flavor.

As they French kissed, Ahri began to feel a bubbling sensation over her rosy lips. A taste so abstract she could only define it as a color. And the color that most immediately manifested in her mind was the color of Sarah's hair. Ahri could taste "red". And she was instantly hooked on the alien sensation. Much like with the food she now loved to binge on, Ahri wanted to taste more and more of that color. The need became so intense that she redoubled her kissing efforts, even going as far as clutching Sarah in an inescapable bear hug, as if possessively claiming her.

"More..." Ahri thought to herself as she closed her eyes, feeling positively energized by the vibrant visualizations happening in her mind. She saw herself consuming this color, drawing it upon herself just as she had absorbed so many snacks already. She had to have it all and her friend was going to give it to her.

Sarah uselessly tapped against Ahri. Her mind was a mess, consumed by arousal she did not know she had for the Kumiho and a creeping tiredness taking over her body. What the redhead could not see was that the velvety silk of Ahri's costume had begun seeping into her, drawing her closer and closer until she actually began merging into the other woman's form. Rapidly losing her will to fight, Sarah felt her consciousness begin to fade.

Overwhelmed by orgasmic bliss, Ahri stopped kissing. Without opening her eyes, she didn't see Sarah's head dipping, her neck quickly disappearing into Ahri's chest followed by the rest. By the time she realized what was going on, Ahri found herself hugging her own body and licking her lips.

"The starlight... That's what I tasted. Oh no..." Ahri gasped in realization. "I ate Sarah's starlight... and I ate her too! No! Nononono..." she began to wildly grope herself, tugging flesh at the waist, her breasts, her flanks, as if trying to recover Sarah who was no longer there. "What have I done...?!"

In a dazed panic, Ahri turned around to look at herself in the mirror. Her pained expression said it all: She had eaten her friend; her teammate; her comrade. It had happened just like back in the streets the other night! But this hadn't been a random animal no one would miss. This had been a fellow Star Guardian.

Sarah was gone. She was gone inside of her. Everything about her, her starlight, her power, was now inside of Ahri. And yet as much as she wanted to be sick at herself, as much as she wanted to curse herself for having done what she had, Ahri could only rub at her belly and lick her lips for the aftertaste of the red starlight. The most delicious morsel she had ever tasted in her life.

"What I did was terrible..." Ahri continued telling herself. And yet she couldn't stop feeling herself up. Warmth was spreading all over her being, washing over her with an intense tingling that threatened to drive her insane. She was growing again.

Her breasts ballooned out an entire cup, filling her corset top out to the point of stretching the fabric out to its limits. But then it molded around her bigger bust again, adjusting as her height increased by three inches all at once. She heard the tiled floor screeching with her heels dragging to the sound of her moans of pleasure. She was taller than six feet now without the ears.

"What I did was terrible and yet..." Ahri stopped, running a hand through her beautiful hair as she posed for her reflection, "It feels so right. No... Sarah..." she reminded herself, trying to close her heart to the possibility of enjoying herself anymore. But the urge to bask in her own beauty was too strong. "Sarah... you gave yourself to me, didn't you?" she asked the Ahri in the mirror. The cruel glare she had been accusing herself with gradually softened and she began to smile, "Yes. You gave yourself to me. You realized how much better I am. And wanted me to have your starlight, didn't you?"

With a growing grin, Ahri narrowed her eyes sensually at herself. She rested her hands on her wider hips and blew herself a kiss in the mirror. "I just saved you. You won't be in danger anymore. No need to put yourself out for anybody other than me anymore."

"You'll be with me, forever."

Ahri woke up the next morning in pajamas no longer her size. She had bought these last week after her initial, slow growth spurts had started. But the top was now riding above her navel, pushed up by her bust which was now officially twice its original size. The bottom part clung to her legs instead of being loose like it'd felt before going to sleep the previous night. Her hips had become significantly wider, but her legs were also longer; she could see her ankles and feet, surprised she had gone through such a violent change. "Oh my," she said as she started taking off her precariously buttoned pajama shirt, her breasts bouncing free. "I must not have been done with yesterday's change."

After taking a quick shower, Ahri took the chance to measure herself. She was six foot three; an amazon in comparison to the rest of the student body. She felt ecstatic, as if all the brief, overpowering regret she had felt the previous day inside the girls' bathroom had been but a bad memory. She could feel Sarah's fire burning bright inside of her, and she would use it to tackle the day in full.

Over the course of the month, the people in the dorm had gotten used to Ahri's increased appetite. Stacks of pancakes disappeared in seconds following the Kumiho sitting down. Ahri wasn't even trying to hide her new habits anymore, but her exceptionally tight school outfit reminded her she should modify a bigger one.

Her miniskirt had turned micro, and it was going to be hard for people not to see part exposed bits of her plumper behind with the way she loved to saunter about. She wondered if she should check Sarah's room for a spare. Ahri was now only a few inches taller than Sarah had been, after all.

The days went by as normal.

Ahri had fully convinced herself that absorbing Sarah had been a choice, and a choice she had made with both her own and Sarah's best interests at heart. Bearing starlight was a heavy burden, Sarah understood that. They were forced to see their friends get hurt or worse during incursions; no one deserved that.

And now thanks to her, Sarah couldn't get hurt anymore. Each time Ahri thought about it, she couldn't help but feel elation in her heart. Coming up with an excuse to tell everybody Sarah had to leave on an emergency trip back home had been child's play; her time with the drama club had finally paid off!

Breakfast had turned a lot quieter without Sarah around. Although accepting of her story, some of Ahri's teammate were starting to fixate on her new looks.

Soraka had been telling herself that their leader was simply going through a phase and that they should respect her during her vulnerable time. An empathic thinker such as her couldn't be so tactless as though to question Ahri about her appearance.

Sitting across Ahri wolfing down her food with her huge breasts practically parked at the edge of the table, Soraka couldn't help but feel underequipped. It only took a simple glance to compare her near flat bust to Ahri's immense knockers, which seemed to only be getting bigger every other day.

Fortunately for the quiet unicorn girl, Ahri was too busy checking her phone while drinking her milk. Syndra was, as usual, absorbed in her books and Soraka was pretty sure from the way Ezreal was talking he was on the phone with Lux. They were all too busy to notice her staring.

Twirling locks of emerald hair in her fingers, Soraka anxiously thought about how invisible she really could be sometimes. She had a pretty face, and being of a unique, mythical species put her next to Ahri in terms of exoticness. While lacking in the curves department, Soraka's figure was plenty feminine and she enjoyed compliments from the guys as well.

Of course, that had been until Ahri started blossoming out so to speak. She hardly had boys approach her to offer to carry her books for her anymore. Soraka wasn't the type of girl to make people carry things for her, but it still felt nice of them to offer! Although bashful, she couldn't say she didn't like the attention. In part, this sudden shift in popularity had made the young healer harbor uneasy feelings towards her teammate.

"Nuh-no!" Soraka shook her head nervously, telling herself to quit having those thoughts. "She's your comrade. And your leader. And... and you haven't exactly been on the best terms with her lately. Maybe..." she prodded her fingers together after bringing a piece of toast to her mouth to nibble. "...maybe I should be more understanding of her. I bet she's feeling pressured. Especially since Miss Fortune had to leave so suddenly... Oh shoot. I should offer my help during training tonight!" she told herself, hitting a closed fist on her open palm.

"Um..." Soraka tried raising her voice to call for attention. She attempted to clear her throat with a small cough, which got Syndra to glance over her novel. Nervous at first, Soraka steeled herself readied herself to ask about training, but was interrupted when Ahri abruptly stood up. Paralyzed by the sight of that voluminous, wobbly chest, Soraka shied away from making any commentary as Ahri let out a pleasant sigh.

"That was good breakfast. You make awesome pancakes, Syndra!" Ahri complimented, stretching a little before glancing over to Soraka. Folding her arms and shooting her a wink, the vixen said: "Your turn to do the dishes right?"

"Ruh-right..." Soraka replied, fidgeting with her skirt out of sight as she watched Ahri saunter away. Those hypnotically swaying hips were enough to make her lose track of time. "I uhm... I guess I'll group-text..." she finally said to herself. Everybody but Ezreal was available. They hadn't had a training session since Sarah had left. "She could use the distraction, I think. Maybe I'll even be able to show her how far I've come!"

Soraka had never felt so overwhelmed in her life. Attacks were coming from every direction, sometimes from all directions at once. She could hardly keep up with the energy volleys Ahri was shooting at her. Worst still, Ahri seemed to be employing new tactics she hadn't told her about beforehand. "Ahh!" Every clash of her staff and the projectiles caused a localized shockwave which caused small red bursts of energy to explode and send Soraka reeling back. "Naahh...!" It was all she could do to keep her hooves on the ground!

With a hand at her hips and another swiftly motioning to control the light orb shooting at Soraka, Ahri showed amusement in her face. "Oh my," she mouthed off, intensely focused on those red explosions which clearly weren't new only to her training partner. "This is the power of the red starlight, no doubt. Sarah, my dear friend, you've made me more powerful," her thoughts of gratitude only made her smile wider.

Interpreting it as sadistic joy, Soraka couldn't stop herself from yelping out: "I know you seem to be having fun, Ahri, but I... eeek!" she wildly swung her staff, actually batting one of the projectiles up into the air, "This is starting to get a little nuts!"

With her smile shrinking a little, Ahri closed her fist, stopping the projectiles and dissipating the shooter orb. "My bad, little Soraka. I hope I didn't hurt you."

The green haired guardian's arms were shaking, barely able to hold her staff up. Panting, she used her weapon to support herself as she walked closer to Ahri. "I uhh... hehe," she giggled, trying not to sound too mad about it, "I think I've had enough for today." She paused and then added: "I didn't get hit tonight, right?"

Sighing, Ahri stepped closer to Soraka. The way she was fishing for compliments was pathetic. She absolutely loomed over the gentle priestess with her new height, and her huge chest intimidated her just the way she intimidated the no-name wall flowers back at school. "You did good," Ahri said, considering herself weak for letting empathy get in the way of helping toughen up her comrade.

"Then again," the vixen thought as she saw Soraka's eyes lighting up at the praise. "Her starlight attunement is just as powerful as mine. If only she could channel offensive abilities with just as much ease, then I wouldn't have to..." she stopped, eyes starting to widen as she held a couple of fingers to her lips. "She doesn't have to, anymore," the conclusion was as swift as it was sordid. Ahri knew what she had to do.

Soraka had always been of great help when it came to treating injuries or helping the team get back up on its feet, but most of the time she was a liability. Her self-esteem issues made her hesitate which endangered her and others by extension. Ahri had hoped she would be able to mold her personality for battles better, but now she understood she needn't waste her patience anymore. Not when she could reprieve her comrade of her burden. "If I worked with Sarah..." Ahri couldn't stop herself from dragging her tongue over her fingers while looking directly at the puzzled unicorn girl.

"Uhm... Ahri?" Soraka called out.

"Huh?" the vixen hid her tongue back in her mouth and pulled her hand away, looking as calm and collected as always.

"Sorry. You seemed to be staring out into space. Uhm... I was thinking of going for a shower before heading back home. Would you uh... maybe, care to join me?"

Perfect, thought Ahri. A genuine grin helped break the ice around Soraka, who clutched her staff energetically and bounced in place when Ahri said yes. "Great! Oh! One second, maybe Syndra can come with..." turning around and scanning the skies, Soraka frowned when she realized the sorceress was nowhere to be seen. "Did she ditch us?" she huffed, "First Ezreal going off on dates, and now her... Hey, do you think she's got a boyfriend?"

The Kumiho's attention wasn't on Soraka's gossip. That long, emerald hair waving in the light night breeze was positively sparkling. Ahri didn't know why, but she could practically smell the scent of her teammate's starlight on her mane. Just as she had thought, it didn't smell like anything she had smelled before. Not even Sarah's "red". It only made sense for that essence to give off the scent of 'green'.

Ahri had eaten her fill that day, as usual, but now that she was seeing and smelling Soraka differently than before, her belly was starting to rumble. "Is this what an apex predator in nature feels when looking at prey...?" she thought. "No. I'm not some low animal," she corrected herself. She was the most beautiful woman in town. She was the most talented student at school. She was one of the most powerful Star Guardians. And soon, she was going to be even more.

The abandoned tennis courts were part of a large recreational sports field for the old country club. At the center of the field were lockers which had been refurbished in secret by the team. Their powers easily allowed them to keep the water tank outside filled and warmed up for showering, so they had it all for themselves.

Ahri had insisted Soraka go ahead and get herself ready inside while she heated up the water tank by exposing it to the heat from her energy orbs. The vixen's stomach was practically growling as she shouted: "Try turning on the hot water now!"

"Eep!" Soraka's loud squeak followed by a hiss and a laugh confirmed to Ahri that she had done a good job. "It's hot! Whew! Come in already!"

Hot water vapor clouds greeted Ahri as she sauntered into the lockers. For a brief moment, she gripped the doorframe and glanced over her back. They were both alone and out in the middle of nowhere. Her grip on the door softened as Ahri began to smile. "Does it feel good?"

"It feels so nice!" Soraka cried out in bliss, letting her long hair mat down over her lithe, naked body. Her hooves clopped the tiled floor every few seconds in a lazy rhythm. As she rinsed long locks in her fingers, Soraka called out to Ahri. "You should jump in! I think the nozzle to my right is the best one!"

"I'm coming," the leader of the star guardians said as she sumptuously walked by the lockers' sinks, paying a glance to her own reflection. "There's no rush, is there?" Ahri asked, biting her lips before pursing them together in front of a sink's mirror. Once upon a time, all these changes would have genuinely upset her. She was, however, becoming increasingly okay with the idea of getting bigger and sexier. Her mind couldn't help but wonder how big Soraka was going to make her. What was 'green' going to taste like?

"Uhm..." Soraka's shy voice distracted Ahri from her fantasy and she finally realized that Soraka and she were face to face; in a manner of speaking, Ahri's size advantage made Soraka's eyes more eye level with the top of her magnificent bustier broach now.

Before she knew it, Ahri had cornered her meek prey. Soraka had her back pressed against the shower stall which Ahri had so casually walked into. Hot water splashed down upon the fox, sensually matting her peach hair down against her starlight outfit. After pulling stray, wet bangs back over her shoulders, Ahri leaned forwards, practically pinning Soraka down under the weight of her chest. "Mmm. Such a small frame. So slim, yet elegant..."

Seizing up, Soraka wasn't sure what to think or say. She was tenser than a circus tightrope, letting out a small whimper once she started feeling Ahri's right index traveling down from her arm to her waist and finally her hips. "Wuh-what are you doing, Ah-Ah-Ahri...?"

It occurred to Ahri that this was the first time she truly had stopped to look at Soraka in the nude. They had shared showers in the past, but usually Sarah and Syndra were present as well, and things were too chatty to be focusing on the quiet, nerdy Soraka. Now that she could get a good view, Ahri had to admit the mousey unicorn had a spectacular figure.

Just as she had first remarked, Soraka was packed in a small frame. Her equine lower limbs were long yet slender, lending to the flare of her hips and narrow waist. A couple of small, tender looking breasts added the bare minimum amount of curvature to Soraka's chest, her nipples hidden by Ahri's immense pair pressing down on her.

"It's just too bad you've never been more open about showing off, Soraka," Ahri commented, dragging her finger up from the squirming unicorn's hip to the very tip of her horn. "Mhm. Always dressing so conservatively. You could have the boys at school eating out of your hand, my little unicorn."

The 'little' part of the remark hurt Soraka's ego. After all, she was used to being flat chested, but it hadn't been long since she and Ahri could casually speak eye to eye for the most part! And yet, for the brewing inner anger she was feeling, Soraka quieted down. "Y-you really think so? Buh-but I'm not like that... I'm not like..."

Scoffing, Ahri closed her eyes and began to grin, "Like me? Were you going to say like me?"

"I'm sorry!" Soraka immediately apologized, blushing.

"No. That's alright," Ahri assuaged. "Because, you see, I'm proud of the way I have everyone in the school at the palm of my hand. I love it!" she grinned wider, pressing down on Soraka even harder. The unicorn was starting to push back, but her struggle quickly ended as soon as it had begun. "I'm sexier. Bigger. Better in every way. And you know what, my dear Soraka? This is only the beginning."

"What are you talking about, Ahri? I... I just..." Soraka was starting to feel lightheaded. Her mind raced with the question "What did I just get myself into?" and her fight or flight instinct was definitely over-cranked to flight. But she couldn't. Soraka had always preferred to avoid confrontation. She had always escaped bullies with ease, but she had stopped ever since high-school when her popularity, much to her surprise, boomed. The green guardian had never quite felt like one of the cool kids, but now she realized the bullies didn't go for her not because she had earned their respect or anything as virtuous as that. Soraka now understood she had always been riding the coattail of Sarah's intimidation and Ahri's charm.

Ahri felt her prey weakening. Soraka was going limp against the wall. She was whimpering uselessly. To silence her woes, the nine-tailed vixen leaned down to kiss Soraka, which caught the latter by surprise. Confusion settled in and Soraka didn't know what to think anymore. All she knew was that she was starting to feel light-headed, gradually losing control of her faculties.

The fabric of Ahri's clothes was stirring again. Silk and velvet repelled water, extending over Soraka who started getting drawn in. The unicorn uselessly attempted to kick and punch, the last of her instincts making a brave, final ditch effort. But her legs soon fused with Ahri's, and her arms went into the Kumiho's.

As the larger woman consumed the smaller one, Ahri savored every second of that delicious new starlight entering her body. She could feel it coursing through her veins, harmonizing with Sarah's and her own. The infusion of power was decidedly stronger. "So much power," she sighed, pleasure washing her over as she felt herself expanding. "You always held yourself back, Soraka. What a painful, miserable existence," Ahri thought as the kiss was broken and Soraka's head started getting wrapped by Ahri's broach wings before being pulled in with the rest of her.

Ahri felt like she was changing so rapidly, losing herself to this consumption frenzy. But she felt at peace with what she was doing. "You could've been the best of us," Ahri whispered in a melancholic tone, holding her breasts up against the hot water as she felt them grow with the adjusting corset top. "But that's over now," Ahri moaned, wiggling her growing hips as she felt her underwear ride up against her crack, the skirt of her outfit growing longer to compensate, "You don't have to worry, or suffer anymore. You were so lonely. But now you won't be, ever again. I'll be the best; at everything."

Another, much bigger moan left the Kumiho as she pushed out in a sudden spurt of growth. The noise of stretching fabric briefly overwhelmed the showers as her corset tore around her chest and hips. Growing taller and taller, her boots busted at the seams around her legs. Tears traveled from her elbows to the wrists of her silky gloves, her outfit seemingly unable to keep up with the rate of expansion this time.

"Mmm...! This feeling is so intense...! Much more intense than before...! Ahh...!" the fox cried out in pleasure, pulling her arms in to hug herself. One of her enlarged mammaries popped out of its damaged bustier over her arms. She moaned into the flesh unwittingly pressed against her face. Even with the water splashing her skin, she felt so soft and nice.

Ahri never imagined feeling her skin crawl would be so invigorating. Every shudder that accompanied a new inch of height was like a jolt of electricity coursing through her body. Before her outfit could be damaged any further, however, her body stopped enlarging. She was now at a truly looming 6'7"; a true amazon of a fox. Nothing in Sarah's wardrobe was going to fit her now; especially with tits as big as her own head now!

And although Ahri found a certain level of excitement in thinking up what new outfits she would look good in, she had no time for further fantasies. Panting from the sexual exertion of that wonderful growth spurt, Ahri ended looking down and noticed a shadow by her own. Her heart skipped a beat when she realized she wasn't alone in the showers.

Turning around with great speed, Ahri had to stop herself from making any sudden moves. The weight of her wobbling chest caused her to tighten the embrace around herself and she pressed her back against the stall's wall, glaring down at the intruder. Without the option to blast people with her energy orbs, she was ready to cry out "pervert" in self-defense at the top of her lungs. But wild instincts were soon pacified by the familiar silhouette she recognized even with the steam in the showers.

After turning the knob for the hot water off, Ahri's vapor-obscured vision was gradually cleared until she could clearly make out Syndra standing across the shower stall, arms folded.

"Syndra..." mouthed off a perplexed Ahri, who was only now starting to remember the sorceress had come with them for training earlier. "I thought you'd headed back home."

A devious smirk attached itself to the spell caster's luscious lips. Syndra allowed herself a small laugh. "Quite an appetite you now have, dear."

"...so you know." Sighing, Ahri sprang herself off the wall, taking a few steps towards Syndra. Her bountiful rack could hardly be kept back now, even with one arm tightly pressed against it.

Looking over at Ahri's elevated proportions, Syndra couldn't help but make an observation. "Your dimensions certainly continue to improve. I fear you won't be able to find a bra that fits any longer at this rate."

Scoffing at Syndra's shrugging, the Kumiho closed her eyes and imperiously tapped the tiled floor with her boot. "You can stop with the inane remarks now, Syndra. I'm well aware of my increasing femininity. How much do you know?" she demanded.

"I know your fangs are powerful enough to tear through chestnut shells," Syndra gesticulated with her right hand, not bothering to separate her arms yet. Ahri blushed for a moment as she recalled her many moments of unrefined weakness.

"Have you been stalking me all this time? Why didn't you say anything?"

"Because I had to make sure of what I was seeing, dear. No Star Guardian I know develops this... ahh... ravenous hunger overnight without some sort of explanation, you see." With a smirk that made Ahri huff, Syndra continued, "I saw it earlier. You took Sarah's starlight for yourself, didn't you?"

"Are you seriously going for the rhetoricals right now?" the vixen grunted, "Yes. Now let me ask you a question: Why didn't you try to stop me? I ate two of your teammates."

"...and spoil your fun? Ahri dear," Syndra giggled, confusing her interlocutor, "You fascinate me. Your ego has developed to the point you seem very little conflicted about devouring others. And yet you try to chastise me for not stopping you. Ironic, don't you think?"

"They're in a better place now," Ahri responded with conviction, "They're no longer in danger."

Smirking again at the response, Syndra let out a cold, short laugh. "Of course. And their power is now yours. You have effectively tipped the scale for our future missions. Less liabilities, more concentrated firepower. A brilliant stratagem."

"You agree with what I've been doing," Ahri surmised out loud. As usual, reading Syndra was next to impossible.

"Agree? Well dear, don't take my word for it. The numbers back you up. You are effectively three times a Star Guardian now," the sorceress said, putting emphasis by juggling her three dark orbs over her right palm.

Starting to lose her patience, Ahri raised her voice, "Tell me what you want. You didn't come here to talk about numbers."

"All to the contrary!" Syndra corrected, "Ahri, I just told you. You fascinate me. In all of my years studying the First Star and our powers, I have never seen Voidborne assimilation manifest in a Star Guardian."

"Voidborne... assimilation?"

"Correct. It is only a theory to me, dear, but I have reason to believe you are now part Voidborne. And this likely happened when you were exposed to large impurities your own starlight could not snuff out," Syndra explained.

"...Moonflower Lake."

"Ah! So you have been paying attention to your own life," Syndra quipped, playing with one of her bright purple bangs. "It is simply outstanding. I couldn't believe it at first. But the substance you so recklessly coated yourself a month ago should have ended your life. No, it isn't so simple as that. It should have consumed you into nothingness. Voidborne are, after all, antimatter made flesh. You, instead, interfaced with the void. And now you're one with it."

The more Syndra exposed her theory, the more things made sense to Ahri. Her increased appetite, the predatory hunger; things she couldn't explain yet felt perfectly normal to her now. "Why are you telling me all this? Are you honestly just looking at me like one of your test subjects now?"

"If you want me to call you my little guinea pig, I certainly won't be opposed!" Syndra teased, but grew quiet as she heard a slithering sound. Ahri glanced down and gently moved her arms out of the way as the fabric of her ruined outfit began mending itself, silk growing and repairing itself until her corset, boots and long gloves had completely regenerated. "Oh my. The swell of multiple starlight powers certainly seems to be coming in handy. It's even a perfect fit!"

"I'm not looking to play games with you Syndra," the Amazonian Ahri took a couple steps closer, utterly looming over her relatively small teammate now. "And you're pretty brave or pretty stupid calling someone like me a guinea pig." She grinned, baring her fangs as her lilac eyes glowed ominously.

Briefly unsettled, Syndra's arms fell to her sides. She stepped to the side and quickly recomposed, shrugging. "A lone, large huntress is sluggish. Would it not be faster and more fulfilling to receive the aid of someone not as ah... size-impeded, to avoid complications?"

"You want to help me get more food," Ahri sassily batted at her own bangs while resting a hand on her immense hips. "Why should I believe you?"

"I have been nothing but honest with you, dear," Syndra said, offering a smile, "You have always trusted me as your advisor. And right now, as your advisor, I'm telling you that your growing hunger will meet you with unnecessary resistance once people catch on about what you're doing... unless you have someone cover for you."

"Go on."

"What is there left to say?" Syndra laughed, "I am dying to study you. The first Voidborne-Guardian fusion. What are your limits? How can we find a way to calm your seemingly insatiable appetite? How much more starlight can your spirit house...?"

Finding herself more engaged than she had thought with the questions Syndra was posing out loud, Ahri thought of how convenient it would be to have Syndra's dark magic on her side; especially to cover for her. She entertained devouring her there and then. Her stomach was rumbling already, even after the good meal Soraka had supposed. Calming her thoughts though, Ahri used her brain to think rationally. She had been hoping to test out just how much she could push herself. "Show me what you can do for me, tonight, Syndra. And I'll think about your usefulness."

"Of course. Right this way, your majesty." Syndra stood out of the way, adding to the sarcasm with a curtsy. Ahri, however, didn't feel offended. The Kumiho was, after all, starting to feel like a true queen.

In an unexpected twist, Ahri ended spending the rest of that night with Syndra. Under the guise of darkness and with Syndra's spells, Ahri was able to move virtually undetected in spite of her size. Equipped for swift ambushes now, she truly was becoming an apex predator.

While Syndra took notes, Ahri picked out those isolated from crowds, following them to perfect spots where she could pounce on them and absorb them in a matter of seconds. With every victim, Ahri's hunger was slightly assuaged, yet her appetite for live prey did not diminish. They were nothing to her; she was a queen and their subjects were little more than sustenance to her. They would all otherwise be her playthings, so why waste their miserable lives doing anything other than satisfying her own in the most immediate way possible?

Soon, Ahri found that regular food no longer tasted as good as having prey nourish her directly felt. The main difference she noticed when devouring regular, non-guardians however was that she wasn't growing as fast or as potently as before. It was true she hadn't gone to sleep yet, as the biggest spurts happened the morning after feeding in her experience. However, the bursts she usually received weren't there; not even after half a dozen late night pedestrians.

"Why do you stop?" Syndra's voice was carried by an umbral echo, ensuring only Ahri heard her. "Are you full, already?"

"Already?" Ahri repeated in her mind, making a face as she replayed in her mind the teasing way in which Syndra had called her a guinea pig earlier. Something to be studied; looked on from above just as she was right now; levitating three stories above the streets. "She really is enjoying this," the Kumiho told herself, licking the back of her index and middle fingers while glancing up at her advisor.

"Perhaps these morsels aren't quite up to your 'refined palate', dear. Would you allow me to arrange a more potentially filling meal?"

Staying quiet for a moment and just staring up at Syndra, Ahri finally smiled. "How long do I have to wait?"

"Ezreal owes me a favor for taking care of his homework, and I did say I intended on collecting sometime soon," Syndra smirked to herself. The sadism in her eyes disgusted Ahri. On the other hand, Ezreal was another person chosen by the First Star. Another bearer of starlight, burdened by its power. Power she would rather possess; power that, by right, was meant for her. And she was already set on this path of hers.

"Do arrange it for me," Ahri smiled, her tails swishing behind her, "Mhmhmhm. You are turning out to be quite useful, Syndra."

"This will provide invaluable data," murmurs escaped Syndra as her eyes lit up with a big grin. She was already texting on her phone, setting up a meeting for the following day. Ahri couldn't wait for her next meal of starlight.

Another morning, another overnight growth spurt. The large meal from the previous night had knocked her out 'til 11am. And just as Ahri had expected, all the prey she had assimilated had contributed only a tiny fraction to her larger form of what Soraka's absorption had. She now stood an immense 7'5", and her legs now dangled over her bed, feet dragging on the floor alongside her much more voluminous, multiple fluffy tails.

Ahri hadn't even bothered to undo her transformation last night. She honestly felt so comfortable with her all-sizes-fit guardian apparel that she didn't see herself ever taking it off again, unless her body outgrew it again. Sitting up on the bed, Ahri heard wood protesting under her massive weight.

She gave herself a good look, noting how her utterly gigantic bust hid her lap from view now. The way her corset top had expanded with her breasts had provided them with even more lift, with nearly 60% of her chest flesh exposed. A top cleavage had formed above her much proportionately larger center broach, its velvety purple wings unable to hide her tits any longer even with the fabric having grown to remain in proportion.

Her pleated skirts were propped up over the expanse of her muscular thighs, keeping her halfway decent except for her behind. Ahri's rump had inflated into a perfect pair of spheres, an excellent ratio of fat and muscle with insane shape and perkiness. It was up to her tails to keep that bubble from peeking out.

Stretching as she stood up, Ahri glanced up at her joined hands pressed up against the ceiling. The mere thought of being the tallest woman in the city prompted her to lick her lips with excitement. "I ate all those people without any regard. They're a part of me now just like Sarah and Soraka," she thought, rubbing a hand over her stomach. The start of a pudge was beginning to form, giving her once flat tummy a slight amount of plush. With her exaggerate hourglass figure, Ahri thought the extra padding was actually a cute addition.

"Perhaps Syndra is right. I am becoming one with that Voidborne we defeated," the vixen considered, twisting and turning as if checking out any further changes to her person. All she got to see were her excessively wide curves jostling about. It made her giggle. "So what?" she finally said, approaching her full-body mirror and bending over in front of it to actually be able to make use of the vanity.

Her expression full of confidence, her gorgeous peach hair, her full lips and beautiful lilac eyes; she had the face of a winner. Ahri had truly won it all. Beauty, smarts, power and now size. And there was no reason to stop there. No, she was going to go for more; much more. "I deserve it. I'm better than everyone, but that isn't enough. I can feel it. You two want me to be even more powerful, don't you?" she purred to the two different starlight colors inside her soul being made to submit by her own.

Before she could get into it, Ahri's growing excitement was swiftly interrupted by the sound of her phone going off. She huffed as her larger fingers made operating it a hassle, but facial recognition did its job pretty well. It was a call from Syndra. "I have your play date. He'll be at the gym soon."

"You work fast," Ahri said, teasingly adding: "If I didn't know you any better I'd say you like watching me eat people, Syndra."

A scoff was followed by a quiet giggle, "Studying you has been informative. The idea of being able to contain multiple starlight colors within one's essence is the discovery of the millennium. I just need a little more data... And you're in need of a late breakfast, are you not?"

Snickering, Ahri wished Syndra could see her patting her stomach. It was growling loud, already used to devouring fat stacks of pancakes and bacon every single morning. "How thoughtful of you. Are you coming? I'll need your cover. For once, the school will have to survive without my bright presence."

"Whatever shall we do?" Syndra sarcastically said before hanging up. Ahri had to duck under the doorway of her bedroom to get out. Each step in the wooden staircase groaned in protest when her feet stomped down. She waited for Syndra to arrive before ducking under their dorms' exit, however. When Syndra arrived, she cast another dark camouflage spell, rendering her invisible to the naked eye even under the light of the sun. Thanks to that, it was child's play to get inside the school even with her towering size.

Ahri had to fight new instincts each time she passed by a person. Having unlocked her predatory side in full the previous night, she now couldn't help but look down at the smaller people like walking snacks. She was lucky they couldn't see her drooling on more than one occasion. The fabric of her outfit seemed to shudder in response with her thoughts. She still hadn't had her breakfast after all!

And she made it into the gym without any major incident, fortunately. "What's the name of that pink haired girl? I sort of remember her," Ahri said, peering outside as she waited for Ezreal.

"We met at camp during the Starfall," Syndra said while floating above the gym entrance, keeping out of view with her own magic cloak.

"Lux, was it?" Ahri was reminded of a brief exchange she'd had with the short, unassuming, yet brave girl.

"Yes. She leads the other team of Star Guardians. Vastly inferior to us," Syndra detailed with a dismissive hand gesture. She began to smirk, "Does she interest you?"

"Hmph. Any Star Guardian would be vastly inferior to me right now, Syndra." Even though Ahri was invisible to everybody else, Syndra could perfectly see that Kumiho impatiently tapping her foot on the ground, as if she was a monarch being subjected to lese-majeste. "More importantly, I think I can sense her starlight even while she's suppressing it."

"She looks up to you," Syndra added with a grin, "And she no doubt would be ecstatic to meet up with you, with her whole team. Say, in a private room in a hotel."

"Devilish, Syndra," Ahri said without looking up. Her eyes intently surveyed that short yet cute long haired girl. She could already taste her starlight; Ahri didn't want to wait, she had to have her! But then she saw a new color approach from the left, a cobalt blue hue she immediately recognized. "Oh, hmm. They've been dating as of late, haven't they? It'll almost be a pity to separate them."

"As much as I love drama, Ahri, he's coming. Get back," Syndra said following the ringing bell that scattered most of the students in the hallway. As Ezreal made his way to the gym, Lux and the rest of the students went to their classes and suddenly there were only lockers left in that empty hallway.

Moving into position, Ahri awaited at the center of the basketball court.

Ezreal was looking at his phone the whole way inside, scratching at his head. "The Gym, 11:20..." the young blonde sighed, annoyed at not finding anyone there. Right about the moment he decided to leave however, the double doors to the gym slammed shut, covering the only traditional exit.

There were the windows high up, but Ezreal had been scolded for engaging his star guardian abilities in plain sight before. Just flying up and through one of those tall windows would probably get him in trouble with the others. With an exasperated sigh, Ezreal turned to the doors and waved his arms in the air. "Is this a freaking prank, Syndra? Okay, you got me. Didn't take you for a joker, I gotta say! Maybe there's still hope for you..."

The verbal barrage was stopped at once as Ezreal felt an invisible weight on top of his head. A certain softness he'd never felt before deposited itself on his crown, making him crouch a little from the weight. "What the f..." before he could finish, Ezreal's eyes widened to the sight of materializing colors above him. His face became pancaked against a couple of what he thought were soft basketballs when he tried looking up. Hands shook nervously as he stood perfectly still, an eye sliding out to the side which enabled him to see a familiar, if supersized attire dressing a hugely curvy version of his team leader.

"These are no joke, Ez," Ahri smiled rather cockily, resting an arm over her bust as she coquettishly tapped a silky finger over her cheek.

The first time Ezreal had heard that husky, sensual voice, he'd gone head over heels for Ahri. He had spent unsuccessful semesters attempting to gain her affection to no avail, getting rejected at every chance he got. Tenacious guy that he was, he didn't give up until recently when he met Lux. By now, Ezreal thought he would have been used to those purring murmurs, but something was decidedly different about the seductress now, something that made a shiver run up his spine.

"Holy cow..." the blue guardian muffledly spoke. "You've gotta be kidding me. Ahri what happened to you?!"

"You'll have to speak up, star boy," Ahri giggled, knowing the nickname usually upset Ezreal. "I could try to read your lips, but I can't see them."

On the one hand, Ezreal was frustrated and wanted to have a chance at an explanation. On the other, he was being reminded about the coziness of his bed with Ahri's gigantic chest on his face. An awkward three seconds later, the stalemate was broken when Ezreal remembered the slap he got when he accidentally brushed against Ahri's behind during training. He didn't want to chance it now that she was so much bigger.

Finally sliding away, Ezreal made a 180 degree turn only for his eyes to widen like saucers. At first he thought it was the sudden tiredness, but he felt his jaw drop at the spectacular shape ahead of him. An Amazonian Kumiho with breasts and hips swimsuit models would kill for was currently stretching out Ahri's outfit. If she was a sassy, confident girl before, she was now practically dripping with attractive arrogance and charisma. That 500 watt smile was blinding him as much as her looming shadow was covering all of him.

"Soraka wasn't kidding when she said she was noticing you were getting taller," Ezreal gulped with a nervous smile. His legs were shaking, although he wasn't quite decided whether it was from fear or arousal; perhaps a mixture of both. "Told her you might be having a late bloomer moment after your uh... generous first blooming?"

"Smooth talker as always," Ahri teasingly giggled, "Am I making you nervous, Ez? Can you not handle all of this brilliance?" she sang while posing with both of her arms held out, her bountiful rack wobbling in such a tantalizing way that Ezreal's eyeballs seemed to be bouncing with her breasts.

"Brilliance? Ahri you're like 8ft. tall," Ezreal managed to speak out, even though all he had in his view was the vixen's deep cleavage. When he noticed he was staring, he rushed to add: "A-and why are you in your guardian form? You were the one who..."

"Ohohoho...!" a sharp, loud laugh filled interrupted Ezreal, the gymnasium echoing Ahri's beautifully feminine voice as she rested her right knuckles on her hip whilst holding her backhand in front of her mouth. Amused, she told Ezreal: "Bold of you to assume those rules even apply to me anymore, star boy. I'm big? Isn't it that you're small? After all, what's a comet to the Sun?"

Again, the condescending term stung the blonde's ears. It didn't help that she was staring him down from above and leaning down to be eye level with him, those monstrous tits of her swinging as she adjusted her angle. Ezreal figured it was no use to argue, but that didn't sway his concern. Aroused or not, he couldn't ignore his team leader being a towering amazon now. "Whatever you say. This is weird. Does Sarah know about this? She's the first one who..."

"Oh, she knows," Ahri interrupted, licking her lips with an ominous glow in her eye that unsettled Ezreal. "In fact, she is the reason I decided to embrace my new self as the most brilliant star. It takes courage, but I have all of my sisters' with me now."

Something in the way Ahri was talking about Sarah made Ezreal feel more uneasy. He took a step back, "Look," Ezreal's eyes steeled and he tried drawing a long, calming breath before talking again, "Syndra said you had something for me, that's why I came here. I'm not in the mood for this... whatever thing you're doing. You need to get some help. Being that tall can't be natural."

Surprised by the cobalt guardian's sobered response, Ahri held a small pause before giggling again. "Oh, Ez. It's as natural as breathing. I'm more powerful than ever," the vixen said, rolling out three energy orbs that she lazily juggled over her right palm. Each was bigger than Ezreal's head by a large margin, whereas before they couldn't have been bigger than a handball. "More beautiful than ever," she twirled, her pleated skirt swishing in such a way Ezreal almost lost his mind at the brief sight of her enlarged bubble butt. "And I owe it all to my newfound appetite."

"I'd noticed you've been packing in a lot more food lately, yeah. Sundaes and parfaits are your thing, but I don't think I've seen you eat more than maybe one or two a week. Now it's every day, multiple times a day!" Ezreal agreed, before addressing the obvious elephant in the room. "You must think I'm stupid. Nobody gets this big in a month of binge-eating, you'd be a rolling tub of lard if you did that. What the hell is going on, Ahri?"

Grinning, the vixen stood up straight once more. Jiggling as she approached her fellow guardian, she utterly loomed over Ezreal and basked in the way even a tall guy like him now barely made it up to her chest. Her tails wrapped around behind him, pulling him closer. "Why, that's what I had Syndra bring you here for."

"Nngh!" Ezreal cursed himself for being so distracted by those gorgeous, bouncing curves that he caught sight of those large, fluffy tails seconds too late. Even with his speed, nine tails were far too many to outmaneuver. "Let me go. I'm not interested," he lied, wanting to keep his tough guy act up to preserve his pride.

"Mhmhmhm, oh, star boy," Ahri pursed her lips, narrowing her eyes with a sensually condescending stare. "You really should learn to think with something other than your little explorer down there. What a shame. Perhaps if you'd worked out a little more...?"

"Screw you!" growled the frustrated Ezreal who fought back with all of his might to wrest himself from the giant vixen's grip. "So strange," he thought, "Her tails aren't even gripping that hard. Then why can't I...?" Grunts escaped his throat, his heart sinking as Ahri laughed.

"Mmm. That's it. Struggle a little, Ezreal," she egged him on, biting her lip to stifle another giggle. "It's so boring otherwise!"

"Boring...?" Ezreal repeated in his mind, questioning her choice of words. At one point he had been convinced she was forcing himself on him, but that idea fell through considering his clothes were still on and she had teased him for his rejection of her advances. Whatever she was doing however, Ezreal couldn't fight back. It was almost like his strength was fading, sapped from his being. "Who have you done this to before? Why didn't they resist?" he asked, needing every second to muster his strength.

"They could not. Not in the face of such incandescent beauty," Ahri smirked, gesturing at her own doll-like vixen face. Her tails began to squeeze her prisoner. She could already feel his starlight becoming exposed, and besides smelling it, it now became visible to her eyes like a pillar of sparkling light.

When Ezreal saw Ahri inevitably lick her chops, the pieces fell into place and his heart finished sinking. "Appetite..." he repeated, "Power..." he looked at the spheres of energy floating around Ahri, and then at Ahri herself. "Where's Sarah, really?" he stopped, raising his voice suddenly: "Actually, where's Soraka?! I haven't seen her since yesterday. She didn't come back home, did she?! Oh God..."

Closing her eyes and delivering the world's most heartwarming smile upon Ezreal, Ahri spoke taking short pauses as if spelling out a phrase patiently: "They. Are. With. Me."

Ezreal shook his head. "No," he replied to her answer. "No, that can't be right. You can't, they can't be... they..." the young aspiring explorer thought he'd seen everything in his time as a guardian. But Ezreal hadn't been prepared to make heads or tails of what that amazon was saying. His brain rejected the information, causing him so much stress he blew up with a scream: "Ahhhh!"

Ahri raised both eyebrows and put a hand up to shield her newly opened eyes as Ezreal's form burst with blue light. Gone were his school sanctioned blazer, shirt and pants combo, and his white and blue star guardian outfit was on, complete with his power gauntlet. "Oh my. You shine so bright, star boy."

"Fuck you!" Ezreal roared as he struggled, "Let me go you supersized bitch! I knew it was strange when Sarah left for so long. I should've been more worried, damnit! And Soraka... what did you do to them?!"

"Language, Ez, we're still at school. How were you ever one of us cool kids? Losing your temper like that."

"Fuck you twice! Fuck you three times!" the enraged blonde yelled, "What did you do?! What did you to them?! What did you..." the more he yelled, the less volume and oomph his voice carried. Ezreal was starting to feel faint as he got closer and closer to Ahri. Her tails had been pushing his back, smothering him against her corset and skirts. "Nuh-noo... this feeling... nnghaah..."

Ahri could taste it already. This time she didn't need lip action to be able to assimilate the wonderful flavor of 'blue' that was being sucked in by her ever more powerful golden aura.

Ezreal struggled with all of his might, but his might was leaving him. His stamina was quickly vanishing, making him feel like he'd run a marathon. He was utterly devoid of energy. And then it hit him suddenly. "That night..." he quietly whimpered, trying to rise a hand to grab Ahri's gorgeous face but instead it just felt to her right breast. He was forced to watch his palm go through it as if he was a ghost. But his hand and the rest of his arm became stuck inside of her, getting pulled through continuously. "I knew... ahhh... I knew this felt familiar. This horrible, debilitating feeling...!"

"Hush, star boy. It'll be alright," Ahri decided to use her arms to cradle her former teammate, her tails finally pulling back. "I don't want you to think ill of me. You and the others simply don't deserve your powers as much as I do. If you want anyone to hate, put the blame in the First Star. I will use you to become an even better version of myself. An even brighter star."

Ezreal couldn't speak. He couldn't even think straight anymore. He could barely feel the smooth silk of Ahri's clothes creeping over his body. His transformation came undone eventually, and when he truly couldn't move anymore, his eyes finally closed. As Ahri continued to tighten the hug, so too did his body become totally engulfed. Soon, everything about young Ezreal had gone inside of the Kumiho, who released her arms to reveal nothing but her wonderfully tall self.

Unable to hold her moans of pleasure back, Ahri arched backwards and stretched her arms above her head. Her whole body rumbled, muscles stretching and bones popping as she grew taller, actually surpassing the eight feet tall mark in just a few seconds. Her outfit grew along with her again, keeping up with her bountiful proportions. With a pleased sigh, the vixen relished the addition of yet another starlight within her soul. The vibrant cobalt star was hers. Ezreal's vitality flowed through her veins now. And yet all she could think about was how much she wanted more.

"That was some show," Syndra's voice echoed across the gym as she materialized and landed by the towering fox girl. "How do you feel now?"

"Like I could go for seconds," the vixen's tongue gently dragged from one side of her plump lips to the other. With her back towards Syndra, the other woman didn't see the gesture.

"I see," the sorceress squinted suspiciously. Syndra had never been one to take chances, so she kept her distance. Nothing of what she had seen the previous night indicated Ahri would go into a feeding frenzy, but most of her hypotheses were currently in their baby steps for the most part. "The meet up with the others will be in two days, unfortunately. And it's far too early in the day to hunt for snacks in broad daylight. I would advise... Hmph." Syndra somersaulted backwards as a couple of tails attempted to seize her. "Control yourself, Ahri."

"I can't," the amazon shrugged, "I don't want to." She confessed, turning around before locking eyes with the dark arts practitioner. "And I certainly don't need you anymore, sister."

"I see. A pity," Syndra let out a sigh of disappointment. "I thought our arrangement would last a little longer. I have so many theories left to prove. But it looks like my first one is at least coming to be true."

"And what did that one say, if I may ask?"

Creating a pair of circles with her index fingers and thumbs, Syndra manipulated her dark orbs to defensively stand between her and Ahri. Each one seemed to glare at the Kumiho with Syndra's quiet rage. "That you've become little else than a gluttonous brute."

Chuckling to herself, Ahri tilted her head back. Syndra couldn't see her eyes anymore as her bangs hid them from view. All of a sudden, Syndra couldn't see all of Ahri, who disappeared only to appear right in front of her. It took all of the sorceress' ability to bring back her black spheres to herself, pushing herself out of the way before a broad swipe by Ahri snatched her.

"Speed of light? No problem." Ahri teased, bouncing an energy orb on her palm before she hurled it at Syndra. The sorceress deflected the attack with one of her dark orbs just in time and countered with one of her own, but Ahri again disappeared in a bolt of blue.

Grunting, the frustrated Syndra thought: "Curses. She's already dominating her new speed. I seem to have miscalculated..." Quick glances in every direction made Syndra's mind race. All she could do was keep her orbs close, expecting any attack from any direction. However, she did not expect Ahri arriving behind her before she could react.

With gentle yet firm hands landing on Syndra's shoulders, Ahri pressed her down. "You should give up now. Did you really think I was going to let you continue with your little 'pet' project? I'm more powerful than ever, Syndra. You can never hope to defeat me, not with the power of four star lights at my command. Now, shall we move on to seconds, already?"

But Syndra didn't respond. She was staying calm, a silent smirk on her face. Ahri didn't understand the significance of such confidence until she found out the dark starlight surrounding her was not leaving her body like the others'.

"What did you do, I wonder," Ahri pulled in Syndra closer and closer, rubbing her all over her body, as if massaging her with it. And yet the stoic sorceress stood perfectly still without any intention of struggling; she wasn't being absorbed after all. "Why can't I eat your starlight? I want it. I want it now!"

"You're little more than a mindless animal now," Syndra scoffed, glaring up at the much larger woman. "And beasts have little in the way of understanding how a superior brain truly works. Have I not been observing you until now? I know all you're capable of. Your starlight armor interfaces with matter in order to transform it to nutrients. It does the same with starlight. A unique property of those Voidborne we fought, no doubt. Devising an impenetrable shield to counteract your anti-matter was but child's play. You can't devour me, Ahri. You can't kill me either, or else my starlight will go back to the First Star and it will never be yours. How does it feel to have so much useless power at your disposal?"

Narrowing her eyes, Ahri cast a hateful glare down at Syndra. She held her up with a furious growl.

"Perhaps we should redefine the terms of our initial agreement," the sorceress sighed ignoring what she assumed was a temper tantrum by the bested Kumiho. "It will be only a matter of time before your mind is consumed by that primal hunger constantly assaulting your puny fox brain. At that point, controlling you will be much easier. Perhaps, before you inevitably become my obedient pet, you'd enjoy a cupcake from the cafeteria. If you want a snack, be a good girl and put me down... now."

"I think," Ahri pulled Syndra in, their lips touching. "I want all of you inside me, instead."

Frowning, the sorceress finally kicked Ahri in defiance. Her feet barely had the result of making one of Ahri's mammoth breasts jiggle from the impact. "Have you not been paying attention to one thing I've said? I'm coated from head to toe in a barrier that dampens your Voidborne abilities. You have no way of consuming me. You have no plan. It'll be much faster to give up and..."

"Quiet, snack." Ahri's lips parted, and Syndra saw fangs, teeth, a rolling out tongue and a uvula hanging above a pulsing throat. The image was forever burnt in the sorceress' mind before all light vanished from sight.

Slimy, hot wetness caressed Syndra's face, saliva dripping down her hair and visor. It took a few seconds of dumbfounded silence to realize what was happening to her when she finally accepted Ahri had put her entire head inside of her mouth. And that's when she began desperately struggling.

Amused, Ahri felt Syndra's ineffective punches and kicks land on her immense chest and sturdy neck. She felt her jaw stretching out to its limits in an unexpectedly painless exercise to envelop her prey. With her hands on Syndra's waist, Ahri shoved her in like the world's biggest hotdog wanting to avoid biting down on her. She didn't want to make any mess, and the fox had declared she wanted _all_of Syndra inside of her after all.

The much larger woman's mouth seemed to stretch with the ease of rubber, cheeks puffing out to comical proportions as Syndra's neck vanished past her lips. Ahri's mouth grew in size, stretching to the sides until her lips could taste the smaller woman's shoulders. At first freaked out by the elasticity of her mouth, Ahri was quickly taken over by the pleasure of her prey squirming against the inevitability of consumption.

With Syndra's shoulders in, Ahri merely had to work on sucking her in, Syndra's head already making the trip down her throat. The vixen moaned in delight, her voice vibrating all around Syndra's body as the hungry Kumiho swallowed more of her and put more of what remained outside in. Syndra's arms were forced still, glued to her sides as Ahri slurped her up alongside her torso. Her hips were next, followed by her legs down to the knees.

As her full bodied prey vanished, Ahri could feel the screaming sorceress landing inside of her stomach. Her mid-section bloated out as a result, her corset practically exploding as her flesh ballooned out to contain its new inhabitant. She was starting to feel satiation, but didn't want to stop until Syndra was all gone.

With a hand holding her prey's feet still and another at her bloated out belly, Ahri arched her head back and allowed gravity to pull what remained of Syndra down. Inch by inch, Ahri's last teammate vanished beyond her supple lips before her mouth closed behind them. With her face back to normal, the Kumiho relaxed her countenance. She finally deposited her glorious rump on the basketball court with a mighty thud, breaking more than one waxed wooden floor plank in the process.

"God, I ate her... I really did it!" Ahri was surprised with herself. She could still feel Syndra squirming inside of her. Her struggles would no doubt cease soon enough. At that point, the dark starlight would have nowhere to go but further within her. Patting her stomach and licking her chops like a satisfied beast after going through prime steak, Ahri gave her damaged outfit a complicit snicker. "No wonder it's always so hungry. This felt so good. So right!"

Idly rubbing at her belly with a contented sigh, the vixen started to relax. Her eyes closed as her fulfilling meal was hopelessly entrapped within her distended gut. There was no escape for that smug witch. "Control me. Feh!" the peach blonde vixen let out sloshy laughter, relaxing on her back while her enormous belly jiggled. "The only one controlling all the starlight will be me, Syndra. I'm the only one who deserves it. You really should've let me absorb you like the others. And now..." the vixen yawned, "You'll just... have to... mmmph... zzzzz... Never liked you..." she whispered as she fell asleep.

The doors to the gym opened with the basketball team ready for a game. But no game was going to happen in the state the court was in. Off center to the right, the bewildered students saw splintered and cracked wood from an inexplicable impact. Some suspected vandalism, others were already murmuring about Ezreal having been the last one seen coming in.

Ahri had narrowly avoided the commotion by making use of the dark starlight she now possessed. The same spell she had seen Syndra cast on her to make her invisible to the naked eye served to make even a 10ft. tall amazon like her undetectable. "What a rude awakening..." A hand covered her yawning mouth as she made sure to step out of the way to prevent bumping into guys half her size.

It took the vixen a moment to fully notice the change in perspective. Still groggy after her earlier meal, Ahri had completely forgotten the second part had monstrously bloated her mid-section out. Of her immense domed belly which had shredded her corset to bits, only a slightly rounded tummy remained. She could feel the velvety material had once again repaired and adjusted itself over her girthy stomach; unable to see it on account of her pair of chest watermelons. "I could make these boys' heads disappear between the girls if I wanted to. Come to think of it..." she began to lick her lips.

Part of her wanted to eat the entire basketball team, but she couldn't risk a major incident just yet; she would have to wait for later at night when prey no one would miss would be available to her. It almost made her blow her cover with laughter when she heard the small students declaring they would beat up whoever had damaged their precious court.

"They could try but... oh!" Ahri interrupted her own thoughts as she caught sight of the screen light of Syndra's phone on the ground by the base of the spectator seats. "Yoink!" she quickly slid over to nab it off the floor, the device turning invisible in her hands. "Must've dropped it during our fight. I'm so glad she dislikes using ringtones. Mmm, what's this?" she narrowed her eyes at the visible on-screen notification. Lux had replied to Syndra's recent text.

The response was a cut off "Marble Tower, 2B. 4pm Thursday, we'll be there! Thank..." which seemed like a confirmation reply. Fortunately for Ahri, the cutoff had happened after the important bit.

"Lux's team will be there in two days," the vixen told herself, remembering Syndra's speech from earlier. The sorceress truly had been looking forwards to seeing her devour more guardians and taking their starlight attunement. Ahri began to fantasize. "All those morsels gathered up for me. Syndra, you might've felt like a thorn on my side at the very end but this almost pays for your mistake. Mhmhm, I won't let your efforts go to waste!" she sang in her head while putting Syndra's phone away with her own.

Two days from now, an entire team of Star Guardians would be gathered in the same place at the same time just for her. Even though she had just gotten up from a fulfilling meal, the mere thought of being able to add five new guardians to herself made Ahri shiver all over from excitement. "How powerful will I be when I'm done? How even more amazing will I become? I hope... no, I want to get even bigger."

While stretching her arms above her head, Ahri felt electricity running through her entire body. She felt supercharged, unstoppable. The day before she would've chastised herself for wanting to take on an entire team by herself, but she honestly saw no difficulty. Syndra had been one of the strongest Star Guardians she'd ever met and Ahri had outdone her in less than a minute. Of the other team, Ahri only knew Janna counted with experience. The rest were newbies, recently awakened and inexperienced at best.

They stood no chance against the new her.

With a quiet saunter, Ahri made her way out of the gym and Valoran High School. To keep her monstrous appetite at bay, the Kumiho made use of her new powers to stay out of the public's view, passing by her favorite cafés and restaurants to help herself to sundaes and other delicious snacks as she waited for nightfall.

Under the moonlight, Valoran was again stalked by the invisible, giant predator. Ahri once again became disillusioned by the little amount of growth she acquired by absorbing regular people disempowered by the First Star. Even the taste was dull and boring; but that only made the project in her future that much more tantalizing. She wanted to pull it off with all the grace, so she bid her time, carefully choosing her night time victims to avoid undesired conflicts that could easily escalate. "I'm sure no one could stop me now if they wanted to," the fox mused as she felt another late time drunkard get pulled into her velvety outfit to become a part of her like the rest. She had decided she would be subtle.

As a fan of drama, she wanted the reveal of her ascension to be as impactful to the general public as she wanted it to be to Lux's team. For once, Ahri had decided she would wait to burn the brightest.

Thursday couldn't have come sooner for Lux. The pink haired teen had been ecstatic about the guardian meet up the hotel. After the less than stellar performance in team organization during the Starfall incident months ago, the leader wanted a second shot at impressing her seniors in the order. Everything had to be perfect.

Lux's friend had called her a neurotic sycophant before, but today Lux had ignored each and every sassy remark, except for one. "Yo, don't forget to put your game face on, ladies," the rebellious Jinx teased as they walked upstairs to the designated meeting spot, "Don't wanna embarrass her in front of her boy-toy."

Lulu giggled after exchanging glances with a smirking yet quieter Poppy. With a blush and a frown, Lux directed a less than favorable glare at the redhead.

"Reee-lax, sister. It ain't like we're here for an English tea party," Jinx shrugged, struggling not to laugh at Lux's serious expression. "Look at Janna over here, she's cool as a cucumber."

"Look," Lux stopped everyone, making hand gestures for them to get together. Being shorter than them, Lulu and Poppy scaled a couple extra steps just to be at a more proper height. "This might not mean much to some of you, but it means the stars above to me. Joint operations with other teams will make our work easier in the future. We're that much stronger in the field when in large numbers, right?"

"I don't see what's so great about them! Just a bunch of popular kids," Lulu jumped, flailing her arms for attention.

"Newsflash, fun-sized pixie. We're all kinda kids," Jinx said matter-of-factly, leaning against a wall while blowing up bubblegum.

"I'm mature for my age!" Lulu insisted, climbing Poppy and standing on her head. "You don't get off calling me a kid just because you're twice my size, missy!"

"Very mature of you both," Janna intercepted, arms folded under her chest. Her disapproving stare actually managed to get Lulu to slide off an irritated Poppy while Jinx just rolled her eyes.

"At least they aren't arguing anymore," Lux thought, secretly thanking Janna for being the voice of authority; even though it was Lux's job as team captain. Today, she was going to show off what kind of leader she truly was! Everything had to be just perfect, so she thought up a persuasive plan to bring the team together. "Alright, let's do it this way," the pink-haired leader calmly inhaled before saying: "If you all behave, we're all going for burgers after this meeting. My treat!"

"Oh ho! Now you're talking my language, Luxie!" Jinx was the first to react with excitement.

"Yeah! I want mine to be a triple decker!" Lulu cheered.

Even the usually stoic Poppy seemed partial to the junk food offer. "I was going to behave anyway, but I accept."

"You can be sure I'll be the least Jinx I've ever been just for ya today, old friend." Jinx threw an arm around Lux, hugging her tightly to her side before narrowing her eyes down at her with a smirk. "Just remember though, no backsies."

With Janna's silent approval Lux was glad she'd gotten her team on board, but a nervous grin held certain concern for her own finances. "Why didn't I suggest a party where everyone gets to chip in, instead?" She thought as the rarely unified team resumed climbing the hotel's stairs to the designated meeting spot.

Room 2B in Marble Tower was dazzling shock for Lux's team. The school dorms they were used to were pretty and spacious, but the opulence was breathtaking. Rich mahogany furniture decked the living room, from the table and chairs fit to seat slightly over a dozen people to the doors and their frames.

"There even are taller stools for us yordles," Poppy observed with Lulu by her side. "I'm impressed."

"Edible fruit arrangements? This is heaven." Janna added, swiping a pear off the serving plate on the table. Lulu was already peeling a banana.

"Thu-those are supposed to be hotel courtesy, right...?" Lux remembered declining a water bottle from the hotel shop because of its exorbitant price and didn't want to imagine what paying for fresh fruit would be like for her already committed funds.

"Will ya relax, Lux?! We're living the life now!" Jinx's exhilarated shouts came from one of the many bedrooms in the suite. "Woo-hee!"

Hurrying over to the bedroom, the team captain's eyes almost bulged out of their sockets when she found both Jinx and Lulu bouncing atop the beds. "Jinx! Lulu! Jeez!" she pointed down to the silken rug. It was taking all she had in her to stop from screaming at them: "Get down to the floor right now! You're gonna dirty up the place! You promised to be the least Jinx you've ever been!"

"This is just 10% of all the Jinx I can be," the rebellious redhead stated, somersaulting in the air before landing next to her pink haired friend. "Plus, it's not like the meetup's started yet. The deal's only good when the others are here, right?"

"Speaking of which..." Lux raised an eyebrow, nonverbally agreeing with Jinx's point. Walking out of the bedroom, Lux gave the room a thorough scan, checking every bedroom, the annexed kitchen and even the bathrooms. "We're five past four. Where are the others?"

"Not everyone's a freak about keeping schedule, Luxie," Jinx gave a shrug, "But you're right. This is boring. Figured the other team would have a time-keeping nerd like you busting our nuts about being late. Right, short stack?" she asked, seeking approval from Poppy and getting no response in return. "Short stack? Hey, where'd she get off to now?"

"Poppy? She was just by the table, uh..." Twirling around, Lux realized their friend was nowhere to be seen. "Janna, did you see her wandering off?"

The purple haired beauty who had been standing by the entrance enjoying her pear and checking out articles shook her head negative.

"Poppy? Hey Poppy!" Lux raised her voice, starting to grow concerned.

"Hey, half-pint dwarf! Come out of your hidey-hole, we got candy!" Jinx yelled, checking under the sofa.

"Maybe she's in the bathroom!" Lulu chipped in, finally done bouncing and eating her banana. She had put the peel inside a trash can. "Don't just yell her name out like that, it's embarrassing."

Lux shook her head, "But I was just checking the bathrooms and..."

"Yo..." Jinx interrupted by the doorframe to one of the suite's many bedrooms. "Might wanna come look at this, Lux."

Making a dash to the bedroom in question, Lux skidded to a halt behind Jinx. Her friend was standing perfectly still, leaned against the left side of the doorframe with her arm outstretched across to the other side. Lux had never seen Jinx so taciturn in her life; something had spooked her.

Lux walked under Jinx's arm to get inside the bedroom. A loud gasp of surprise brought Janna and Lulu in as well. There, by one of the beds, was a large winged hammer. The unmistakable twinkling star decorating the weapon made everybody's heart skip a beat. "That's Poppy's..."

"The fuck. She never leaves it behind," Jinx added to Lux's start. Before the girls, the hammer started glowing a faint blue glow. Its shine intensified until every last bit of it had been turned into bright light and then... it simply disappeared. "She pulling a prank on us?" Jinx clutched her fists, obviously not finding humor in the creepy spectacle.

Lulu was speechless, holding her hands to her mouth to keep herself from screaming. The more experienced Janna made a pained face when met by Lux's eyes, the girl clearly at a loss. "Weapons made of starlight never disperse in that manner. As mediums, they may be put away and reserved as energy, but in this case, the energy seems to have dissipated completely. This leads me to conclude that..."

"The medium lost its source," Lux finished the thought.

"Hell's that mean?!" Jinx demanded. "You saying someone offed the short stack?!"

"G-guys..." Lulu was choking up with her words, shaking, terrified. Everyone turned to look at her backpedaling away from the bedroom. Her deeper connection with her own starlight was letting her finally see something, or rather someone, who until now had been kept hidden from her. "Get back. Get back!"

"Huh?" The confused Jinx and Lux squeaked in unison as they were pulled back by Janna's long arms, the senior guardian leaping backwards just before the mahogany doorframe and the wall around it cracked as if under great amount of invisible pressure.

"This must be the work of an enemy!" Lux declared, quickly changing into her pink and white outfit and materializing her blessed star rod. "Get ready!"

One by one, all of her teammates transformed. Jinx was red and white, holding contrastingly sparkly weapons of mass destruction in each arm. The regal looking Janna was dressed in purple and white while the fae-like green and white Lulu conjured her star rod which was as tall as she was. Yet, the latter was cowering behind her weapon, unable to do anything but shake.

"Lulu!" Lux cried out to snap her out of her stupor, "What do you see? You have to tell me. The enemy is invisible to us!"

"Yeah! Point me to the fucker, my trigger-finger's getting itchy!" Jinx maliciously grinned, looking more like a gunpowder maniac than a hero of justice.

"I... I...!" Lulu couldn't describe what she was seeing. Their enemy was invisible to her as well. What was terrifying Lulu wasn't the enemy's appearance, but the suffocating aura emanating from the bedroom. What shocked Lulu the most was that the aura was indifferent from theirs, and yet magnified many times their own level. To somebody as sensitive to starlight as the green haired yordle was, her brain was being overloaded with warning messages and blaring alarms blocking out every attempt at trying to communicate what she was feeling to her teammates.

"She's being overwhelmed," Janna explained to Lux, "Even without Lulu's attunement, I can feel..."

"Ladies, you all are pathetic." A melodious voice rang out, making the team of four further step back. Even Jinx, who had been ready to let loose, flinched in surprise. They all recognized the voice of the most popular girl in the Valoran high school.

"Holy... fucking... cow..." Jinx gasped out each word as dark starlight began to peel out from a gigantic pair of bosoms egregiously squeezed up at the doorframe. The massive, squishy breasts pushed out with a mighty thrust, swinging in a tight guardian corset specifically adjusted to its outrageous proportions. Soon fully revealed, they all saw a peach blonde cascade of long hair and fluffy fox ears atop the Amazonian Star Guardian's bowed head as she squeezed her immense 10ft. tall frame out of the wrecked bedroom.

"This can't be..." Lulu was shaking her head, clutching her star rod. She could see not one but five starlight colors swirling about the multi-tailed vixen. "This isn't right. How is this possible?" the questions ran through her head with no answer in sight.

"...Ahri...?" Lux finally broke the mystery. The shock was so great that she dropped her staff. There had always been a commanding presence about her fellow captain, but with her height dwarfing them all, Ahri's presence was suffocating her. "I-Is that you...?"

"Lux, was it?" Ahri cooly held a hand in front of her supple lips while pressing her tremendous bust up under her forearm. "What is with all the hesitation, girl? Had this been a Voidborne, you would all be dead right this second."

Pounded by accurate criticism, Lux was left speechless. But her self-doubt wasn't the only thing keeping Lux down. She felt like the words couldn't get out. Always having admired the overflowing charisma Ahri exuded with everything she said and did, Lux felt like every quality that made the Kumiho great had been multiplied by a factor of a thousand. With Ahri's ears brushing along the ceiling, it was almost like she was standing before a goddess.

"Lux! Lux snap out of it!" Jinx yelled, forcing Lux to duck to quickly gather her staff. "She's the one who took out Poppy. I say we turn her to Swiss cheese for our friends at the sewers!"

It had been the first time Jinx had ever referred to Poppy as anything other than an insult derivative of her height. They had always been at odds with each other, a free spirited personality clashing with a dutiful knightly one. But they had always been good teammates in battle; sisters to the end. Lux understood the direness of the situation, but something wasn't right for her.

"Ahri..." Lux hiccupped, but she steeled herself even amidst misty eyes. She stared up at the giant Ahri. "What did you do to my friend?"

Patting her slightly rounded stomach, Ahri let out a purr of delight. "I took on the burden of her starlight," she concisely responded.

"What...?" Lux's look of defeat only managed to sour Jinx's glare further, make Janna cautiously assume a battle stance and cause Lulu to whimper. They all understood at that moment that Poppy was gone.

"You... fucking... fat bitch," Jinx's voice trembled as she furiously spoke through her teeth. "You ate her!" She shouted, both of her weapons shaking from rage. "I'm shooting her. I'm gonna shoot her!"

Janna conjured the wind around her and the others, but Lulu couldn't much other stand there hopelessly.

"Ohohohoho...!" the Kumiho's regal laughter filled the hotel room, her powerful voice making the walls shudder, "Oh Em Gee. You girls truly are hopeless. Are you seriously going to resist? How exciting!" Snapping an arm to the right, Ahri began to play with two vibrantly golden orbs, juggling them atop her palm. Their incandescent light made the rest of the guardians clench their eyes shut. "Mmm, shall we play, then?"

"Why?" Lux shook, her head hanging over. Magenta eyes became hidden behind her flopping bangs as she started to whimper. "We're Star Guardians. The First Star chose us to fight monsters, to save people! We're sisters, Ahri! We share the same fate. Why must we fight?"

"The same fate? Don't make me laugh!" Ahri took a step forwards, her prodigious curves wobbling as she added a third orb to her one-handed juggling act. She was resting her other hand on her impressive set of hips as she loomed over Lux and the others. "The First Star does not control my fate. I do. And over the past few weeks, I've come to question our role in this universe. A universe so full of light, yet constantly at the mercy of darkness... Hmph."

The speech was abruptly interrupted by an explosive shell striking Ahri point blank, a blast sending everyone reeling back. "Hah! Direct hit! Eat starlight, you super-developed fox!" Jinx celebrated, shoving the knocked over table to the side to scramble back up to her feet and hurry to help Lux up while Janna kept the still stunned Lulu safe.

"No..." the yordle mage barely made out as she sparkly smoke cloud began to glow an ominous red. Jinx widened her eyes when she saw the thick smoke turn into a crimson light that funneled into Ahri's mouth like cotton candy.

"Rude," the vixen said, unaffected by the attack. Casually waving a hand, one of Ahri's orbs disappeared from view before smacking Jinx's stomach, sending her flying into a wall.

"Jinx...!" Lux helplessly cried, watching her friend get unexpectedly knocked out cold. "No! Stop this! We're all Star Guardians!" she turned to face Ahri, who was looking down at her with cold eyes and a bored expression. "We mustn't fight. Please! What would Syndra, what would all your teammates say if they found out... if they...?" Lux gasped for air as Ahri's growing smirk made her arrive at the answer to a question she would never openly ask. "Nuh-no... no...! Nooooo!" Lux held her head, eyes shrinking around her bulging pupils. "I looked up to you! I... We... No. I'm done. You're just a monster. That's it. You're not Star Guardian Ahri. You're just another threat to our universe."

A slow clap followed Lux's speech, an amused Ahri grinning down with her fangs in full display. "Wonderful, fantastic. Hashtag Blessed! That's the kind of energy I like to see."

"Janna, how's Lulu?" Lux asked while keeping her distance from Ahri, checking up on a groaning Jinx. "You're gonna be fine," she whispered to her friend, standing between her and the peach haired Kumiho.

"Still in shock. She's in no condition for a fight, Lux. But we can't..."

"No, we can't retreat. She'll just go out and eat more guardians," Lux gripped her staff, pink swirls of energy gathering at the tip. "It's on us to stop her, right here, right now." With a swift swing, the pink energy turned into multi-colored strands that hung over Ahri. The light seemed to take physical shape as it lowered around the Kumiho before tightly squeezing around her arms and mid-section. The bindings held Ahri in place, squeezing hard around the section of her immense breasts that hung low enough, causing those titanic mammaries to gratuitously wobble.

A playful moan escaped Ahri's mouth. Drunk on her own power, she hardly felt the need to resist Lux's attack.

"Janna, blast her!"

Gently holding Lulu inside of a protective air capsule, Janna pushed her hands out, sending a strong gale capable of rending flesh against Ahri. The vixen's hair, ears, tails and skirt pleats rumbled in the wind, but the amazon hardly seemed to budge.

"Curses, she's too strong!" Janna lamented, but Lux didn't seem to give up hope. She got the message to keep up at it and sent more zephyr gales to bombard their opponent.

Charging up all of her energies, channeling the full range of her emotions into her starlight, Lux prepared to let loose her most powerful technique. "Begone, evildoer!" called out the pink guardian, aiming true at Ahri before letting loose a focused, prismatic laser barrage that blinded everybody in the hotel room. The blast was so powerful it incinerated concrete and wood alike, punching a six-foot wide hole from floor to ceiling which not only deleted the entrance to the bedroom, but also created a permanent new balcony in 2B.

As she waited for the dust to clear up, Lux hoped her attack had been more effective than Jinx's. "Had a lot pent up inside, didn't you?" Hope returned to Lux's eyes as she looked up at her partner climbing back up to her feet. Never had she been so eager to listen to Jinx's sarcastic remarks, but Lux merely offered Jinx a nod, turning her attention back to the dust cloud. Jinx already was cocking her guns, supplementing Lux's coverage. Janna started heading to join the other two, the incapacitated Lulu in the air bubble trailing behind her.

Jinx was the first one to realize as the cloud dispersed that they had all fucked up. Ahri had been gently brushing the ceiling with her ears before, but now she was hitting it with her back, forced to bend down in a room that was simply not designed for a 15ft. tall mini-giantess. "Lux, I think we have a problem."

The unsettling noise of that sensual fox licking her lips made the guardians shudder. "What a fantastic meal, Lux. I think I want to eat you first!"

"Jinx!" Lux was about to shove her friend out of the way as Ahri pounced on them with unprecedented speed. But the shove came from the other side. Lux's eyes widened as the world started to slow down. Her outstretched arm briefly caressed one of Jinx's fingers as Lux was sent careening from her friend's strong push. As she hurtled through the air, Lux saw in slow motion how the smiling Jinx vanished under Ahri's breasts, crushed under the larger woman's weight. "JINX!"

"By the First Star..." Janna gasped, hurrying to tend to Lux. She couldn't tear her own eyes from what she was witnessing. Miraculously, Jinx seemed to have survived that room-quaking pounce. Bizarrely enough, the crimson star guardian was glued to Ahri's front.

"Jinx! Jinx!" Lux cried out, but her battered body refused to listen. It took all she had and Janna's help just to sit up. "No!"

But the deed was done. Unconscious, almost in peace, the gunslinger was pulled into Ahri's strained outfit, consumed by the silk. Much like with Poppy's hammer, Jinx's guns disappeared into thin air seconds later.

"Mmmph. Crimson tastes sour," Ahri complained, dragging her titanic boobs over the floor as she crawled towards the other three guardians. "Cyan wasn't impressive either. You girls have wasted your time maturing your talents, mmm? Don't worry, I'll give them a much better use."

"Shut up... shut up!" Lux screamed, "I... nngh..." she was ready to let loose another prismatic barrage, but desisted immediately. Their enemy was fueling herself with starlight, was there truly nothing they could do?!

"Take Lulu, you must contact headquarters," Janna's voice was like a glass window shattering inside of Lux's mind. All of a sudden the shaking yordle was on Lux's arms and Janna was all that stood between them and the ravenous Kumiho. "We have underestimated her. She will not stop, and we're not equipped to stop her."

"Janna. Janna no!" Lux grunted, but she was soon encased in protective winds. "Don't you dare. I'm your captain! You have to listen to me. Don't you dare..."

"Lux..." A kind smile spread Janna's usually serious countenance as she glanced back. The wind elemental held her arm back, using a tremendous amount of air pressure to demolish three walls behind Lux without damaging her or Lulu. "Please survive."

"JANNA!" Lux screamed as she was sent flying through the building, both Ahri and Janna vanishing from her sight. All she could do was cradle Lulu in her arms. "Lulu... Lulu please, you have to snap out of it!"

"Nngh... Ahri..." Lulu responded with a groan, "We're... we're not safe."

"I know. But we have to try. I'll take us to..." Lux began, but Lulu was shaking her head, pointing behind her. With the little amount of reaction time she got, she only managed to turn her head around just to see those lilac eyes hungrily stare her down.

Like a rock sinking in quicksand, Lux could see Janna's boots being lost in Ahri's cleavage. Lux had failed before she had even started. "Lulu, go! Go!" Lux tried, but her tired arms could only throw the yordle so far. The mentally exhausted mage could only slowly drag herself out into the hallway. "Go, save yourself! Savemmpph...!"

"You fit neatly in just one of my hands now, Lux," Ahri's husky voice filled Lux's mind. She couldn't fight back against this much pressure. She could feel herself waning, the silk of Ahri's gloved hands sapping all of her strength. "What do you think about this monster, girl?"

"You're insane..." Lux grunted, dropping her staff in trying to shove herself off Ahri's large fingers. "You're going to eat us all, and then what? Will you ever be satisfied? Happy...?"

"Don't misunderstand me, little girl," Ahri began to smirk, decelerating the rate of absorption even though the pleasure of having the pink starlight tease her taste buds was so tempting. She at least wanted her fellow captain to go understanding her motivations. "We suffer at the hand of your so called fate, we see and feel the cruelty of the First Star every time we change into our guardian clothes. And for what? A useless world full of useless people. Will I ever be satisfied? No. This world, this universe is a place devoid of true happiness. But that will change. I will be the change."

"What are you going to do...?" Lux groggily asked, never before having witnessed so much heresy to their cause. "The First Star's will is absolute..."

"And it's just that, a star," Ahri grinned, "A big, dumb sphere up in the farthest reaches of space. Granting us our power while it comfortably sits back watching us fight abominations day in and day out. Its absolute will doesn't scare me. I continue to grow in power, and I will never stop. I will gain an audience with it, and then..."

Lux gasped as she saw a defeated Lulu hanging upside down with one of Ahri's tails wrapped around her. Exhausted, all Lux could do was shake her head at the giant Ahri. "Please..." she begged, sobbing. But Ahri didn't hear her. All Lux saw was the viridian fairy being tossed into Ahri's awaiting mouth.

Those lips closed behind Lulu, who managed to say one final: "I'm sorry." Before she vanished down the hungry predator's mighty gullet.

"She's in a better place. As are all our sisters and brother," Ahri reassured. "I am the brightest star, and I'll become even brighter, so bright that the First Star will become snuffed out by my splendor. And then... my will be the absolute one." The Kumiho declared, leaning her head down to nuzzle her slowly weakening prey. "The only way I'll break us out of this condemned universe is by me taking you out of it first. Trust me Lux, you're going to love it inside of me. Just relax; everyone's waiting."

All alone, Lux was overcome by anguish and sadness. She could feel her being slipping into Ahri, her legs falling into her forearm through the silky glove as she was further ensnared by the fabric in the giantess' fingers. Having suffered a complete defeat, the guardian captain was suddenly reminded about every failure in her life up to this point. She didn't want to vanish and she didn't want to be absorbed. But above all, Lux didn't wish to be alone.

As Lux closed her eyes, she felt herself becoming lighter. Lighter than her clothes, lighter than air. She felt like she was ascending even though she wasn't moving and all she could see was a strangely kind smile in front of her. The smile lit up everything around her until all she could see was a white background swallowing it all. Eight multi-colored lights lit up around her, reminding her that she wasn't alone. In the end, it didn't matter to her what form she took as long as she could be with her friends. And with the last bit of resistance taken care of, Lux's consciousness began to finally fade.

"Your starlight is mine." Ahri triumphantly declared, feeling her power rising. She had been holding herself back to allow herself an easier hunt, and it had taken all of her willpower to prevent her body swelling out of control. But she didn't need restraint now, not anymore. With the power of nine starlight colors empowering her own, Ahri was finally ready for her ascension to begin.

Feeling herself warming up, Ahri immediately recognized the familiar sensation hitting her in full now. "Ohhh... ohhh, yes!" she moaned, physical pleasure washing her over as her body started expanding in all directions. "Ah-all the power's going crazy inside of me. I can feel it!" she shuddered, her legs and knees scraping along the hotel room she was currently filling out with her rapidly growing body.

From the corner room Janna had thrown Lux and Lulu into earlier, Ahri was starting to grow out into the hallway. Many of the hotel patrons who had come out of the neighboring second floor suites to check out the earlier commotion had run away once they had seen a giant fox girl tearing the place apart. It sealed the deal for many more when they witnessed her eating people alive, but there were those who had become so entranced by Ahri's exceedingly curvaceous form they simply became obstacles for her body to grow over.

The fox immediately felt those squirming, tiny bodies pressed up against her 25ft. tall and enlarging form. Her battle dress instantly consumed them, adding their life force to her to speed up the process. Sliding across the hallway, Ahri smashed her face through the door of the neighbor next door and wall around it.

The guest staying in that corner suite had been one of the few who had been ignoring the rowdiness inside in favor of minding his own business. But the poor man had never expected the giant head of a gorgeous peach blonde teen so abruptly crashing his temporary residence. "What is the meaning of this?! What is this... oh... oh God..."

"-dess!" Ahri corrected with a sultry moan, "And don't you forget it. Now get in my belly!" With a surge of growth, the terrified man fell back holding his arms out right before Ahri slid forwards with her open mouth. "Nom! Mmmm, yes! More! Bigger!" she demanded, crashing the walls of the suite with her right elbow and arm, sweeping several more in search of more morsels to devour.

The people at the hallways who had failed to escape were treated to the sight of Ahri's immense hips sandwiched between floor and ceiling, her butt squishing so hard up against the upper surface that it spilled to the sides alongside squirming tails. Her appendages joined her hand in search of more people to devour. "All of you," she said after swallowing a screaming lady, "Are going to," she continued with a moan as her tails brought the hallway onlookers to her pleated skirt, which ensnared and absorbed without prejudice, "Make me huge!"

More walls fell to Ahri's rampant growth spurts, her back growing into the third floor alongside the top of her head. Concrete and destroyed furniture debris harmlessly bounced off her swelling curves, her immense backside collapsing several suits at once just by her turning around a little.

"Mmmph! Running out of room. I'm literally too much woman for this building!" the pleasurable process' flipside was the inevitability of constraint. Ahri had never considered it since her battle dress had always grown with her, except during a particularly violent spurt. But now that no matter what position she adapted had her body contest with the rest of the hotel, she truly understood the magnitude of her size. And yet the realization brought a smile to her lips. "I've always been too much for everybody. And it's high time I showed it off!"

Summoning a great deal of strength, Ahri started propping herself up on her legs in an attempt to sit up. Her shoulders widened the hole in the third floor followed by her arms and hands. The building rumbled in protest as its supports started failing with the structural damage it was suffering. Ahri pushed out taller and taller still as she properly sat up, the second floor starting to vibrate underneath her.

"Eeek...!" the Kumiho let out an unexpectedly high-pitched squeak when the ground finally gave under her weight. She crashed down into the first floor, depositing her near 30ft. tall body's weight with one tremor-inducing butt stomp. Marble Tower Hotel was a big, sturdy edification but its building plans had never had contingencies for extra thick, giant fox girls. The third floor began to collapse around the hole Ahri had made, debris raining down on her. "Hmmpph...! They don't make these hotels like they used to...!" she made light of the situation, only using an arm to cover for potential dirt getting in her eyes.

However, before the hotel had a chance to fully collapse, Ahri's growth propelled herself to even bigger sizes. Her tails and back slid up against the hotel's main entrance while the reception was completely hidden under her gluts and pleated skirt. Ahri could feel the heel of her left boot stuck in a hole of its own making, having started punching the way into the basement parking lot already. "I'm not heading any lower than this," the Kumiho said to herself, working her foot out of the hole with a grunt. "There!"

Her victorious shout was again followed by another moan as she felt a jolt run up her spine. "Mmmm! This is a big one. Oh yes, yessss...!" Ahri cried out, involuntarily outstretching her arms skyward, as if reaching out for the heavens. She grew another five feet in one large spurt, making her clear a couple floors while still sitting up.

But she didn't have enough; she cried out for that wonderful sensation: "More! More!" she said, tongue lolled out, eyes half-lidded, her body shivering in delight; she was growing into the fourth floor. And in fact, with the way her mouth hung open, the poor people who kept falling from the inevitably damaged fourth floor ended either bouncing off her cheeks or lips and ended snagged into her cleavage or outright slipping into her mouth. The surprise snacks were well received by her body, which absorbed the extra mass quickly.

Swallowing more of those deliciously squirmy morsels, the hungry growing giantess had enough of sitting down and began to stand up. Again, she widened the holes she had made with her previous size, stretching up to the fourth floor of the hotel which was the highest point not counting the rooftops. Her tails were brought up with her, all nine wildly taking up space like overgrowing ivy stubbornly taking over the part of the building her body already hadn't.

There was nowhere to run. The snazzy-dressed teen was outgrowing the collapsing hotel and anybody not caught by her hands and fed to her mouth were snagged into her velvety clothes, immediately absorbed and further fueling her growth. The front side of the hotel blew out as her tails and curvy rear end wrecked it. Much higher at the top, Ahri's humongous breasts spilled forth from the demolished back of the hotel. Her arms thrust out from each side of the building, punching clean holes as her elevating head burst past the rooftops. Ahri smiled as the Sun brightly shone down on her beautiful face once more.

With the edification reduced to rubble pathetically rolling off her 50ft. tall body, the vixen struck a sexy pose for Valoran city to see. She shook her head of peach hair to get rid of excess, powdery plaster, gently brushing any remains off the tip of her fluffy ears. Ahri gave the tiny people below a show by twirling and suddenly stopping, her mind-blowing rack taking a few extra seconds to do the latter.

Resting a hand on the flare of her alluringly wide hips, and another on her corset's broach, Ahri couldn't help but giggle down at all the small buildings and even smaller cars stopping and having their drivers escaping in mad dashes. "Aw, stopping traffic because of lil' old me?" she batted her eye lashes at the chaotic fear she was generating simply by taking a step out of the ruins of the hotel. "Please, guys. I'm just a regular Valoran high-schooler, teehee!" she stuck her tongue out, leaning over while her dangerously wobbling chest hung over a bakery rather threateningly. "And as its most popular student, I just want to say to you all... WORSHIP ME!"

The giantess' demands were heard all across Valoran city. Her voice carried such power now that the gust of winds generated by her mouth blew out all the windows in a five hundred feet radius around Ahri. She grinned, feeling pure power coursing through her veins. But she needed more. This wasn't all the attention she wanted, this wasn't nearly enough. Ahri had always been the brightest star in the city, and now she was the biggest. But she knew she could become even brighter and even bigger. "I've saved this city, this world, this _galaxy_so many times I've lost count. And it's time all of you learn I'm millions of times worse than anything I've saved you from in the past!"

Consumed by the conflicting ideas of wanting adoration and fear from the masses, Ahri stepped off into the city roads. She demonstrated her fearsome power by collecting cars with her tails and depositing them in her hands, where she crunched them in her grip like empty soda cans. She dropped the compacted vehicles back into the asphalt, basking in her own strength, "Pathetic. Everything's so small and useless! Just watch me toy with your lives!"

Every step she took sent ripples across the ground. Her boots didn't click anymore, their heels exploded on the asphalt, leaving deep indentations in the shape of her boot prints as she made her way across the city to show off. "I can't stop myself. This is so enjoyable. This is the most fun I've had in my life...!"

The city was Ahri's playground. Approaching the buildings with their windows blown out allowed her to scout for potential snacks. Her hands punched in without a second thought, coming out with fistfuls of people that made her mouth water. She threw them inside her mouth like popcorn, and any that didn't make it in simply were either collected by her cleavage or snagged into the folds of her gloves or her corset's shoulders. Whether absorbed by her clothes or her stomach, they were all going to contribute to her mighty splendor.

Panicked screams filled the roads as the still growing menace continued her tour of the city. She chased down large crowds, not even bothering to bend down to pick them up when all nine of her tails easily scooped them up by the dozen. The giantess' awaiting mouth was fed by her tails shaking people off themselves, giving her more and more snacks to enjoy. "One is nowhere near as satisfying as eating starlight. But put a bunch of them together..." Ahri hopped in place holding a hand to her cheek as she rapidly expanded from the influx of mass. Her stomach was clearly getting better at absorbing the food going inside of it. "...I'm in heaven...!"

But the people down below were in hell. The cutesy giantess was anything but the top-heavy bundle of joy she was presenting herself to be. One by one, entire sectors of the city fell to her careless romping. Cars became metal pancakes under her heels, smaller buildings were kicked out of the way. The taller ones were knocked over by her immense, sashaying hips. At that size, even the gentle flapping of her pleated skirt carried with its such heft it could tear water tanks and billboards she passed by. And the bigger she got, the less safe havens remained. After all, she wasn't merely destroying the city, she was hungrily hunting down its inhabitants to add them to her growing mass.

One hundred foot tall quickly became two hundred, and then three. She was looming over the city. The tallest skyscraper in Valoran could hardly compare to her immensity. Ahri approached the building from the west, casting her shadow over it as she purred down to it. "I remember coming here for a sweet date. Ate my fill of pasta at the pent house restaurant..." she sang out, reaching out to grab the building with a hand, but a clumsy step forwards made her stumble. Her hand overshot, and the skyscraper became wedged in her cleavage; and inevitably broken in half by the weight of her gargantuan breasts. "B'aww. Snapped like a twig. How boring!" she huffed, taking the half of the building stuck between her breasts before hurling it miles away into the air.

Looking around the decimated town, Ahri let out a sigh of disappointment. "I didn't even get to hear the police. Perhaps if I wasn't such a glutton, hehe..." she giggled, patting her rumbling stomach. She had a feeling that her hunger would never give pause to her, and she was just fine with that. Her tails flattened a little as she tried to home in to the sounds of screams, which would enable her to find more food. "Humph. I must've eaten everyone or they went underground... What a pain."

All Ahri could hear now were the fire alarms in the smoldering buildings she had left in her wake. "Good thing Valoran isn't the only city I can visit," the 300ft. tall giantess licked her lips, setting her sights on the neighboring metropolis only a short walk away for her. It was time for a stroll.

Leaving Valoran city behind, Ahri left immense boot prints on asphalt leading out to the highway. For a moment her eyes followed ant-sized people driving away from her at pitiful speeds, smiling tenderly at their attempts to escape her insatiable appetite. Her tails collected these miniature toys and brought them closer while her gloved hands cracked the vehicles open from the top, finding an entire adult family of four in it.

Even at her current size, Ahri's ears could hear their pathetic pleas. "You want me to let you down? That would hurt you badly. Why don't you, instead, come to play inside my stomach?" Tilting her head back and opening her mouth, Ahri angled her palm and held her tongue out. For a moment she amused herself with the insignificantly tiny people hanging on to their seats for dear life. Their seatbelts saved them just up to the point when Ahri started shaking the car violently. "Ahhhh..." she voiced out, a smile growing on her face as she got read to get her prize of four new little snacks, but the car inevitably began to slide down. Before she knew it, her prey and their halved car fell right into her pie hole. "Ugh!"

Grabbing her throat and massaging it, Ahri coughed a little. "Swallowed a car..." she groaned. The taste had been peculiar to say the least but significantly less gross than she had expected. "That wasn't too bad. I wonder..." curious, Ahri decided to play a little Pac-man on the road and went down on her knees, and hands, starting to crawl over the highway chasing the tiny cars as she moved onto the next city.

Tilting her head down, the hungry fox girl slurped the cars right off the asphalt, passengers and all, and swallowed them. With every vehicle she consumed, the bad taste gradually turned mellow and then savory. "They actually taste like candy... Hmm. How convenient! But how am I doing this I wonder?" she licked her lips, judging that the multitude of abilities currently inhabiting her soul had to do with this new skill.

When Ahri finished clearing the highway, she realized her goal was right in front of her. Lying down on her side at the new city's outskirts she rested her cheek on a knuckle and briefly mused on an idea. "I've only been eating food and people because that's what my battle dress absorbs. But what if I...?" She held a hand out at the apartment building closest to her. The velvety wings at her elbows suddenly grew in size, elongating like a pair of tendrils that shot out at high speeds.

Ahri's eyes went wide with surprise. She had been considering ripping a chunk out of the building to see how it tasted and her outfit responded first. The purple fabric punched into the structure, whipping sideways so fast that they looked like a pair of blades slicing the top part of the apartment, separating it into the air. Before the top floor fell back down however, Ahri's elbow wings began to stretch and grow, transforming into a trampoline-like structure that stretched out into an even bigger surface area than the building chunk. It got saved, and then immediately wrapped all around by the shape-shifting fabric, pulled back into her gloves like a snake consuming its prey and send it down to its stomach.

"Oh... my..." a sparkle appeared in Ahri's eyes as she began to widely grin. She could feel the building getting absorbed as soon that bulge traveled down to her gloves. And just like with anything her dress ate, she was able to savor everything in that compacted piece of building: From the furniture to all the unfortunate little people who had been caught unawares. "Seems like my appetite's getting better with me. Good," she smirked, hopping back up to her feet. Between all the vehicles, the building chunk and all the people she had devoured, Ahri was already standing taller than 400ft. tall. Even the new metropolis was starting to look pathetic. "Growing girls need to eat," she entered the city with a coo and saunter of her immense hips.

Mighty structures built to last fell to Ahri's mighty steps. Earthquakes hit the large metropolis with every hefty footfall, but Ahri ramped it up by engaging in her usual dance club routine. Hopeless people below only needed to direct their attention skyward to catch the sight of those mighty thighs pressed together before legs that seemed to go ad-infinitum spread out in opposite directions. Ahri was soon leaping with her wobbling curves providing the most unforgettable show for the denizens in the streets. It was certainly going to be their last.

With the catastrophic ballet, the giantess gave in to every destructive impulse, her desire of remaking a dissatisfying world fueling her cheerful violence. Ahri only stopped to feed. Holding a pose with the tip of her feet hoisting the rest of her body up and her hands joined as high above as her head as she could, the Kumiho ordered her battle dress to hunt. The velvety wings of her accessories in her elbows and broaches grew again, stretching out and piercing several buildings around her. With each tendril made of cloth collecting additional mass in auto-pilot, Ahri realized she could enjoy her dance session while the ribbons catered to her monstrous hunger.

Bigger and bigger she grew, her shadow looming over skyscrapers. 500ft. tall became 600, then 700, 800... she was rapidly outgrowing her surroundings, having already doubled her size since entering the new city. Whole buildings were stamped down into rubble by the dancing fox, every pirouette further condemning everything down below.

Ahri felt so liberated. She had always wanted to be on a big stage showing off her moves, and now an entire city was her witness as she danced and feasted on it. She didn't want to wait until the whole world had to see what a shining beacon of power and beauty she was becoming.

She was over a thousand feet tall when she finally jumped high up into the skies, leaving a deep crater where she had been standing. An entire chunk of the metropolis had been decimated in an instant. And worse news for the survivors down below soon came true when gravity began pulling the spiraling giantess back down. Although Ahri perfectly stuck the landing with an excellent split, half of the city constructions divided on each of her sides were taken out in a record-breaking seismic impact. Even the rebound of her colossal mammaries carried such heft that the cone of view ahead of Ahri's head was razed by insane air currents.

Panting with a blush and an only briefly satisfied smile, the giant vixen looked around at her handiwork. "Looks like I took entire sections of this city in one move. Almost like I'm doing the groundwork for something new and better!" she chuckled to herself, "But I can do better."

Concentrating on her pleated skirt this time, Ahri saw the fabric lengthen and grow over her thighs, finally obscuring them from view. But she didn't stop at turning her skirts long, they kept growing lower, inevitably spilling down onto the ground. The fox moaned as she felt strands of fabric pick up debris as her skirts began to blanket the city around her. She pulled everything she could in, enlarging the area of effect until the entire metropolis had been covered fully.

People, their homes, their livelihoods, all of it belonged to her now. In one fell swoop, the skirt snapped back like rolling blinds on a window, returning to their normal proportions to tastefully reveal her plump thighs. But wherever the silky skirt had been now had been replaced with barren land; even the asphalt had been stripped right out, all of it absorbed into the rumbling giantess.

With a playful growl of lust, Ahri began hugging herself, tits spilling forth over her arms. She could hardly contain herself, choosing to sit down on her prominent behind to enjoy what was coming. Her eyes clenched shut as the resulting energy of such sudden and excessive gorging sent her power to completely new heights. Instantly she tripled in size, burying the empty land under increasingly heavier bulk.

Her proportions made her occupy a generous amount of horizontal space as well, causing clouds to part to the sides if they didn't outright become dispersed by the giantess shooting up in size. Ahri could only moan, feeling the ground sinking under her as she brought it down with her continuously increasing weight. She began to pant, tongue hanging out as she began to truly relish the sensation of unbridled expansion. The pleasure constantly building up in her was as mind-blowing as it was unavoidable. "First the capital, then the neighboring city; I'm going to outgrow all of Valoran at this rate...!"

And she wasn't very far off at that point. Ahri was expanding so fast she was soon dwarfing mountains, miles high and still growing. "More, more...! Bigger!" she called out, making her cloth tendrils shoot out for dozens of miles, tearing whole patches of land for absorption. Mewling in need, she crawled over to the nearest forest, dunking her open mouthed head to bite entire acres of woodlands to continue nurturing her addiction for bigness. She moved onto mountains next, not waiting for her clothes and simply tearing them apart with her own hands, digging in almost immediately. "Mmm...! Like iced chestnuts...!" she purred mid-chewing, her palate so altered that everything she consumed now tasted the best for her.

Dozens of miles taller, Ahri found herself stomping across the main country. Her devilish rampage sent her everywhere that was inhabited. In the same way as her senses had become attuned to detecting starlight visually, Ahri found that she could sense it in every other living being, albeit in nearly insignificant quantities. It made sense to her, considering the First Star was the source of everything in their realm. "But now it's my realm. Everything belongs to me. Everything will soon be in me!"

Looking over her magnificent bust at the closest city she could make out, Ahri put the people down below in her thoughts for a moment. "What are they seeing? An evil goddess? A demon queen? A kaiju in the shape of a pretty girl...?" she grinned to herself. Their starlight, although minuscule, existed in large quantities. "I will save you all." She turned around, her tails lifting and pulling up her skirt to expose her perfect bubble.

Each glut had grown so utterly massive and spherical that her panties had become deeply wedged into her crack. The only indication there was that she had underwear on was the silky cloth hugging her womanhood, exposing a tasteful amount of camel toe for those focused on the twin moons looming above the mountain city Ahri had stopped by. "But first," she continued, "I'll have to remove you from this world!" she said, depositing that near-naked rump down. The entire mountain range and the city so beautifully built atop of it immediately disappeared, being turned into Ahri's seat until it all too was stripped clean by her falling skirt.

With the ease of a world devouring serpent's, Ahri's battle dress zealously consumed, pumping her larger and larger as she enjoyed each growth spurt in bliss. She stretched hundreds of miles tall, her sheer size spreading everywhere on the continent as she became visible from over the seas. Wildlife, flora, snow-capped mountains, nothing was too precious for the titan of a Kumiho's eager stomach; she simply had to have it all!

"Nnnghh... more... bigger..." Ahri found herself dragging her body along the continent her body seemed set on outgrowing. With only boring, smooth crust left, her outfit once again answered her wishes. Some of the tendrils cast themselves into the sea, beginning to swallow marine life, plant and animal based alike, while the rest showed off their elasticity by invading the continent neighboring Valoran.

Disaster befell the world as the rapidly expanding Star Guardian's body covered the entire continent. Her legs were soon long enough to cross above the sea, ending on the other side of the neighboring continent currently being stripped clean by her ribbons. With the indiscriminate nature in which Ahri was devouring everything, sources both big and small of starlight became hers. Her rampant ascension had caught Star Guardians all over the globe unawares and unable to fight back. They stood no chance against such apocalyptic gluttony and they were all added to Ahri's constantly empowering spirit.

It wasn't long before the planet was left a smooth, dehydrated rock being loomed on by the constantly enlarging giantess eating from it. "Bigger, bigger...!" Ahri happily chanted, feeling her arms sliding off into the abyssal valley where the ocean used to be but she could reach over to the next continent easily. Thousands of miles tall, she was growing far too big for the world to support her. It was becoming ever smaller in her view, and with child-like enthusiasm Ahri began to play with it.

Roaming the gradually dwindling celestial body, she began to hug it to herself, the edges of the continent smooshed by her immense tits. She pulled the stripped-bare continent across from her closer, fusing it with the chunk of land she had taken to use as a bed in order to give herself the opportunity to lie across the planet.

Biting her lips, Ahri sensuously narrowed her eyes, getting lewd ideas about the shrinking boulder her tits were resting on top of. In all the ceaseless gluttony, the fox girl hardly had allowed herself time to cater to her own lust. She had always been a sexual creature, her body built for charming others. Ahri had bought on the burgeoning idea that she was a goddess once her curves had become irresistible even to her. But the incessant famine she had been cursed with had overshadowed the need to express herself as the thief of hearts she had been back in high-school.

Stroking her mammoth breasts against the surface of the world, Ahri moaned as her legs opened and closed around the beach ball-sized planet. She could feel the crust failing to resist her tender grip already, so she hurried to push it down over her pleated skirt.

Ahri hissed when her fingers sank against the vastness of her mammary flesh. She arched her back as she broke the gravitational hold of the planet, making it look smaller and smaller. Her elbows knocked it down as she toyed with her breasts without even bothering to take them out of her bustier.

By the time the empty rock had reached her lap, it was only the size of a baseball relative to the rest of her. As it rolled over her skirt Ahri clenched her thighs around her ex home, not wanting the world to drift away from her just yet. Eyes still closed, the Kumiho sighed out in bliss as she released one of her mammoth jugs, leading hand down over the contour of her waist, feeling the little pudge of her belly before going under her skirt.

With the now tennis ball-sized world in her grip, Ahri gently pressed it against her groin. The planet seemed to crack against the pressure, so Ahri used less and less force until she was softly brushing it along the material of her panties, stimulating her swollen nethers underneath. She was so wet; she had been so wet throughout the expansion since she had broken out of the hotel. For a moment, the thought of all the people who had looked up her skirt to see her moist womanhood press up against her panties made her excited. "Too bad I already ate everybody. I want to dance for them again. I want them all to see me and worship me like the goddess I am." She murmured out to the empty, cold space all around her.

Growing bigger still, Ahri felt the dwindling planet become impossible to manipulate with her entire hand. It was getting so small that it inevitably fit nicely between her index and middle fingers, as if she had in her power a grape instead of the planet she had sworn to protect. Those lofty ideals seemed so distant to her now. They had been replaced with much better ones.

Briefly distracted by memories of the past, Ahri brought the soaked, tiny world between her fingers all the way up to her face. She didn't know why, but it was only then that her thoughts turned to the person she hated most in the universe. "Wonder where you are right now, Zoe? Have you seen me yet? Were you in any of the cities I devoured...? Are you empowering me like all the other guardians I ate, right now?" she grinned. "Ohh, the only regret I have is not seeing your face when it happened. No..." she smirked at the grape in her hand, tossing it into her mouth while resting a hand on her waist, "...better for me not to know. A goddess shouldn't worry about pests that won't even be making it into my new reality."

Another hot moan of delight left Ahri's mouth as she rolled her planet over her tongue like a piece of candy. "Ahhh... the whole world is in my mouth... So wonderful. Mmm! It's so small right now, but what's inside of it... ohh, my! I can feel the planet's life flowing out into me now that it's dissolving in my mouth! It's... it's pure starlight! Eeeee...! Yes! YES!"

She seized up, suffering an orgasm so mighty she clenched her fanged teeth down, shattering the entire planet into juicy bits and pieces for her to swallow. Magma from the dissolving core gave the world a chunkier texture, but the artificial, chocolate-y taste was only second to the immense power high she was experiencing. Even though her growth had come to slow down, the planet's absorption filled her up with so much energy that Ahri began to explode in size.

Rapidly approaching neighboring twin planets larger than her homeworld, Ahri felt her breasts collide and smash through them, instantly turning them into cosmic dust. Not willing to let all that power go to waste, she quickly inhaled. The twin planet remains swirled into a cosmic storm devoured by the space faring glutton. She swam to a gas giant, sucking it up like soup until she had grown to twice its original size. Ahri was seizing the Solar System.

When planets became too little for her to bother, her battle dress began to collect them for her. In the meantime, she set her eyes on a much bigger prize. "So much power," she moaned in pleasure as she swam towards the center of the emptying system. Each growth spurt was making her feel orgasmic jolts coursing through her veins. Had she any use for her lungs in a traditional capacity, she would have run out of air to scream in bliss a long while ago. But every organ in her body had become altered to better suit her new identity as a devourer of starlight. She needed nothing other than power in order to become more, better, unstoppable.

The Sun became her logical next target. Although every planet and all the space debris in the system had been summarily absorbed by her already, Ahri was still only a fraction of the size of a star. However, that didn't stop her as she flew closer and closer to the burning sphere. Her tongue was lolling out as she stretched out a hand towards the sun, her expression that of a parched wanderer slowly approaching an oasis.

Ahri manifested that thirst for power by sending her tendrils out once again. Her battle dress had become so powerful its ribbons couldn't be damaged even by the extreme heat. They ensnared solar prominences, which anchored to the surface served as connections between Ahri and the star. "Yes...!" she cried out, instantly cumming as she began to glow a vibrant orange. Her golden starlight swelled like an aura, growing bigger as her body rapidly followed it. "Feed me! Make me more powerful, better than ever! A sun is nothing next to a star who shines so bright, ohohoho...!"

The hungry vixen's laughter echoed across the cosmos as she absorbed the star into herself. In mere seconds, her size rivaled the star's and she managed to get her hands around it. She squished it into a hug, crushing the sun between her breasts before voraciously tearing into it. Ahri chewed on the sun like a puppy slobbers over a ball. With her fangs snagged onto the solar surface, she began to suckle on that pure source of starlight as if she was drawing nectar from a fruit.

Ahri awakened to her true calling once the solar system had been completely replaced by her person. She invaded neighboring systems to devour their stars, adding them to her mass. Soon she was bring entire solar systems in with her tails and ribbons, shoving them into her cleavage, pushing them against her skirt, her pussy, her ass, and of course her mouth. It didn't matter where on her body matter ended up, everything and anything that got close enough was immediately broken down and assimilated into more of Ahri.

Soon, the galaxy wasn't enough for her. The collapsed star at its center was no match for her infinite power of attraction. The rest of the galaxies quickly fell to her unlimited capacity next, creation itself becoming her buffet.

Ahri could feel it as her incalculably big frame drifted through the universe. The source of matter in existence was close. Her mouth watered at the idea of something that could sate her appetite. The vixen could only think about growing even larger. Even after the final galaxy disappeared in her gullet, all Ahri could repeat was: "More..." in a slurred, heavily addicted manner.

But before her mind could vanish to what seemed like entire weeks of non-stop eating and soaking her panties in growth-induced pleasure, a bright light that nearly struck her blind brought her back. "What the...?" her voice echoed across an empty universe. Her divine presence was all that remained, or so she had thought. To her surprise, Ahri had been visited by an incandescent sphere of pure energy. "Is that...?!"

"Star... Eater..." a solemn voice rang out, making Ahri flinch and stop herself mid-levitation. "You... are the end..."

Looking ahead of her, all Ahri could see was the gigantic ball of light floating in front of her. "Is this... the First Star?"

"Indeed," the voice answered, shocking Ahri who hadn't expected their deified presence to actually possess a will of its own. "In the beginning, creation first sprung from my birth. It was evenly divided between matter... and anti-matter. The material realm burned the brightest, while the void was stronger. I had to divide them to prevent certain catastrophe. Bright as it was, the material realm burned out fast and was not as independent as the void. Thus I shared my light with the material realm, but jealous of it, the denizens of the void began to crave what they could not have. Starlight was granted to the luminous children in hope of protection... But now the material realm is no more. You are not anti-matter. You are not matter, either. And yet you are both. An aberration born of the sins of both realms..."

"Hey! Who are you calling an aberration, you arrogant disco ball?!" Ahri yelled out angrily. She pointed dramatically at the sphere with a furious glare, "The way I see it, you are the reason I became this way. And for that... you have my thanks." The Kumiho put both hands on her waist, smirking at the First Star. "But I'm afraid I'm done with you running the show. I honestly didn't think I was going to catch your attention, but now that I have, I'm glad I did. You smell of every single color I could think of!"

"Foul beast!" the First Star boomed with such might that Ahri was sent hurtling backwards. "Does arrogance know no bounds with you? I shared my power with you to be a guardian, not a devourer. Creation has been lost to the annals of time because of your gluttony, and yet you crave me, the source of all light?! Hubris! I curse you, Star Guardian Ahri... no, Star Eater Ahri!"

"I thought my old title needed a little pizazz, anyway," Ahri replied as she stopped spinning in mid-air.

"Jest if you must, but know that your actions have consequences, Star Eater," the First Star declared. Its volume seemed to decrease as it compressed, turning into a densely compact version of itself before the universe-faring Kumiho's eyes.

"How convenient! I won't have to wait to grow to eat you whole, this way!" Ahri grinned, getting ready to pounce her biggest prey yet. In her eagerness, however, she didn't see an orb of incandescent light speeding towards her, smashing her gut and knocking the wind out of her. "Bwaaaah...! Gah!" she gasped, holding her stomach with a grunt. "What the...?!"

When Ahri's eyes regained focus, she cast her glare ahead, only to perk up with a blank stare. The First Star was gone, but in its place was an incandescent shade-like version of herself, matching her curves and size with three orbs of light floating around it. The shade was poised for battle.

Ahri's surprise lasted all but two moments, and soon enough she was smirking again. "It can be a burden to shine so bright," she laughed, bringing her own orbs of light out to match the shade. Her opponent sent the orbs to strike her with full force, but Ahri was ready this time. Explosions of light decorated the empty universe as the incalculably big foxes clashed. "Ugh, puh-lease! Is copying a real star all you're good for?"

The shade fought back tirelessly, sending blasts of light at Ahri which she had to avoid. She figured if the orb slam to her gut had hurt someone as powerful as she was, she didn't want to chance getting hit point blank by those lasers.

The battle between colossal stars raged across creation. The ex-Star Guardian was basically fighting herself in a mirror match, and besides how awkward it sounded it was quite the display to see the First Star move so salaciously like she did. No words were exchanged for what seemed like hours, sparkly explosions filling the black space with starlight as the two Ahris fought.

"I'm keeping up," the original fox girl thought, "And I'm talking a good game, but this is the thing that gave me my powers. Am I really up to defeating it...?" Ahri shook her head, chastising herself for the brief lapse in confidence. "What am I thinking? I am the brightest heavenly body around. I am a goddess now!" she began to shout out her thoughts, "I am the Star Eater. And I will eat you!"

"Enough games, foul beast. Now perish!" the shade boomed out, floating in place as the three light orbs from each Kumiho engaged in endless struggle. Ahri raised an eyebrow as she watched the shade begin to mutate. The beautiful facsimile the First Star had adapted began to change, the shade's face elongating into the snout of an animalistic fox as its eyes started glowing a deep red. The shade doubled in size, bulking up and losing curvature in favor of toned musculature. The tails at the shade's back became many times their original size, growing out into nearly endless serpentine-like appendages. Like blooming flowers, the tail tips opened to reveal five clawed fingers followed by the rest of a talon. Hissing, the feral-like incandescent fox prepared to attack.

"H-hey! That's cheating!" Ahri cried out as those nine, infinite tails began to stretch out towards her. Ahri had to leave the orbs behind as they worked to stop the enemy's, flying away from the clawed tails coming after her. "This is ridiculous! Ahh!" she grunted, barely escaping swipes that could have sliced her apart in an instant.

"Your wish will become true, Star Eater," the First Star gloated as it pursued Ahri with its nine claws, "Your body has assimilated all matter within creation. Once I tear you open, your corpse shall serve as the foundation of a new universe. Cease your struggle and atone for your sin!"

"Stupid... monster... fox...!" Ahri panted, using her natural agility and dexterity to avoid attacks that seemed to come from every direction at once. "You aren't even pretty anymore! At least before I thought I had a worthy opponent!" she yelled. Focusing her sight on the mutated shade, the goddess began to realize a detail she had been missing all this time. "Why is it still keeping its distance? Wouldn't it be easier to get me if it tried punching me while it distracts me with its tails...? Wait a minute. I had this all wrong all along! The distraction was it turning itself into me. Made me think it was trying to be ironic, but it's actually keeping its distance because it's afraid of me getting close. That's it!"

"Surrender to me!"

"Never in a million years!" Ahri replied, beginning to smirk as she began putting all of her focus on dodging towards the shade. Using all of her speed, Ahri began to fly fast at the First Star. Its nine claws doubled back to approach her from behind, but she was ready. Twirling and spinning, she darted around the attacks as the shade pulled back, but Ahri had been expecting those moves. She flew to one of the tails, diving under it to make the others go after her. After coming back around, the appendages had immobilized one of their own. She repeated the same strategy while closing in to the shade, entangling tail after tail until she was free to engage. Weighed down by the gargantuan ball of coils its tails had become, the shade became distracted, giving Ahri the opening she needed.

"Playtime's over!"

Like one fox conquering another, Ahri pounced on her opponent, sinking her fangs on the incandescent creature's neck. She clutched at its breasts with one hand and used the other on the shade's muscled waist for leverage. Her own tails wrapped around its legs to prevent is movements, willing her ribbons to wrap around them to form additional bindings. "Mmmph...! Mmmm!" Ahri moaned into the squirming creature's neck. She could feel its essence being drained into her.

"What are you doing...? No!" the voice of the First Star rung out. "I can't...! This is impossible. You are not supposed to...!"

"Half anti-matter, remember? But you knew that! That's why you were avoiding me!" Ahri spoke through muffled words.

"Curse you... curse you, Star Eater. Curse you for all eternity...!"

Ahri drank like never before in her life. The First Star was a cocktail of every color in existence, colors she didn't know existed, and colors that would someday come to me. The source of all starlight in the universe was now hers, steadily infusing her with power that further multiplied her own. It was hard to see in an empty universe, but Ahri was rapidly expanding, faster than anything ever seen before.

Her body stretched the fabric of the universe, defying its constraints of space and time. As the First Star began to shrink like a pool of gelatin being sucked up from its bowl, Ahri further ascended, taking more and more celestial strength into her being. Her golden glow became incandescent, and soon, the very limits of creation shattered around her.

Without boundaries around Ahri, her eyes were opened to the truth beyond the stars. An entire dimension opened up to her. The realm of the Void where all of her past enemies had come from. The reason for the old universe's struggles. An abundance of light in one realm so closely interlinked in another deprived of it. A dimension of anti-matter spread out for Ahri. She knew what to do.

Ahri ate. She ate until her stomach felt like it was going to burst and then she ate some more. The First Star had only been the beginning for her. The fox had devoured all matter in the universe, and the creator of said universe, so it only stood to reason she would devour the dimension next to it, putting an end to anti-matter as well.

What had begun as a power trip to cement her place as a superior existence had turned Ahri into a perpetually expanding force of nature. A hybrid of two opposing forces miraculously undoing reality while at the same time remaking it within her. With the power of absolute creation and destruction, Ahri became an existence beyond divinity. She transformed into an apex goddess.

It was only when everything was finally gone that the growl in Ahri's stomach quieted down.

Time had lost its meaning to Ahri. What seemed to be an eternity was spent mastering the potential of her newly found omnipotence. After innumerable failures and endless amusement, her old battle dress had been heavily modified, with entirely new realities sewn on her skirt; the embroidery of an almighty goddess which gave the breath of life to the universes which now resided within her infinite body. One time, Ahri decided to place an avatar in a universe which she had recreated. The old one she had initially destroyed; the one she had promised to remake. The universe which she had decreed lacked any true happiness.

"Luh-let go...!" Ezreal struggled, sending a punch forth with a furious roar. "I can't believe you... that you... huh?" the young blonde stopped in his tracks, swinging in mid-air at no opponent or punching bag. Looking around himself, Ezreal recognized the basketball court of his high-school gym. "What... what was I doing?" he asked himself, confused. He couldn't remember why he was punching the air, or why he was standing alone at the gym.

"Hey, weirdo!" a sharp voice came from behind Ezreal, "You coming for practice or what?"

Turning around in the direction of the voice, Ezreal frowned at the weirdo comment, "Don't have to say it like that, Sarah."

"That's Miss Fortune to you, kiddo," Sarah's sour expression got a quick apology from Ezreal, who began to approach. "What're you doing here all on your own anyway?"

"That's the strange thing, I'm not sure..." Ezreal said with a shrug, "Wait, weren't you off visiting your parents or something?"

"Huh," Sarah had no answer for that, except a slow blink. "I came back a short while ago. What's the big deal?"

"Nothing really. Anyway, practice?" Ezreal repeated, getting a grumpy stare from Sarah.

"Yeah, you're always late, so Soraka asked me to fetch you. C'mon, we're lucky it's happening at Valoran High."

Ezreal nodded, taking a few steps towards Sarah before looking back at the basketball court center. "Was I wearing something odd just now...?" he asked himself, looking at his hands for a moment. His school uniform fit just right and nothing out of the ordinary seemed to be going on. Yet something was bothering him.

As soon as he came out of the gym with Sarah however, it finally hit Ezreal. He fell on his knees beside a prostrated Sarah. Students were all lined up in the hallways as a pair of high heels clicked along the floor. Time itself seemed to slow down as Ezreal looked to his right to see the incoming, towering form of the Goddess.

Unspeakable beauty graced their mortal eyes. The whole student body was prostrating themselves for those luscious curves hugged so salaciously in otherworldly silks attempting to cover up an exaggerated 8ft. tall hourglass figure.

Nine gorgeously sparkly white tails dragged behind the gorgeous deity, the squeaky clean floor turning pristine and glossy wherever the tails hovered above. It was impossible to understand how the top of her revealing robes hadn't spilled with the weight of a couple of breasts twice the size of her own head. The saunter of hips twice as wide as a regular person was divine to behold, the goddess' legs putting her above every mortal in height, and she was further propelled to near nine feet tall thanks to her high heels.

Golden peach locks of silky hair cascaded over the goddess' slender back, with a couple equally long bangs over each of her shoulders. Fox ears brushed along the ceiling, her lilac eyes commanding both respect and fear. And yet her smile was the true streetlight for any mortal. Her smile was their smile.

"Worship practice..." Ezreal blabbed out with a dreamy sigh, collapsing to kiss the floor his goddess had walked upon just like everybody else.

Ahri was more radiant than ever. She was femininity incarnate. Her beauty was the stuff of legends. She was the avatar of the goddess almighty, her presence a boon to the universe and all who lived in it. One glance was all it took for people to immediately fall in love with her. The whole world was infatuated, and it was beyond sexual attraction. People wanted to see her happy, whether by worship or offerings. The arts spoke of Ahri exclusively in all their mediums. The world had been remade to be about her.

Good, bad, neutral, she was omnipresent in mortals' life. She gave them direction. Her happiness was their happiness. Wars weren't waged anymore. Mutual understanding was reached under her name, and this knowledge reached the entire galaxy. Nothing mattered if it did not involve the goddess in some way or another. Ahri had given everybody the purpose to exist for her sake.

And while her main body gorged on the potential dangers of other dimensions, her avatars finally could enjoy the spotlight as she deserved. She was, after all, the brightest star.

The End.