FSE

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(F mass BE, multibreast, udders, body horror)

In the kingdom of Faelor, long long ago there lived a queen of unquestioned authority. Titania was a highborn woman by birth, but so cute as a child and so charismatic that no one could refuse her. Because she could so easily get her way- she was very generous to those who became her friends, and thus had many friends. This continued into adulthood when she became impossibly beautiful.

Having so many people willing to follow her wherever she went naturally caused her to become a better leader. So many people looked up to her, she did not want to let them down. Her popularity and unintentional authority over the people gained her the attention of Prince Oberon and naturally when he beheld her unfathomable beauty he had to marry her. And thus Titania became a leader in an official capacity, as Queen Of Faelor.

This is not to say Titania did not get herself into trouble... people were just quick to forget the trouble she causes. Because no one has ever told her 'no', she and her curiosity wandered itself into the forbidden archives of libraries, gaining access to magic deemed too dangerous for standard use.

Sure Titania practicing forbidden magic may have caused a few hiccups here and there; it was never that big of a deal. That skyscraper she inverted probably needed to be renovated anyway. Yes, she turned all the water in the reservoir into milk, but you can still drink milk, so it was fine! And if anyone asks- that female guard was always male dog from the hip down. Okay, so she turned the rain into chocolate chips once and yes, the chocolate did hurt... a lot, because of how fast they were falling by the time they hit the ground and pummeled the people below. BUT- it was delicious.

Titania emerged in the throne room from a wound in the fabric of reality that knit itself closed as soon as she exited it back into reality from the beyond. She is an unusually tall woman with very long and narrow ears. Her curly platinum blonde hair cascades the entire length of her body and spills across the floor at least a foot behind her. Her back is adorned with a pair of black, metallic cyan, and base magenta wings almost identical to a butterfly's wings. Her attire is nothing more than a sheet of silken cloth loosely tangled around her and pinned in place with a pearlescent seashell's long trailing spine. Her face is so beautiful people go hush in awe when they see her- able to stare into her face for hours without ever growing tired of puzzling over how something so beautiful is even capable of existing. Her eyes appear prismatic- glittering with a million different colors as if they were globes containing miniature universes. A crown sits on her head to mark her as their queen- pearlescent anodized platinum, with each tine at around its peak tipped with a tiny diamond star.

The chancellor dashed up to her, having been leaning against her throne. "Titania! You return. I worry whenever you step out of reality, and you've been leaving for longer periods of time."

She smiled and pat him on the head. "I am well. I have found a way to perfect my beauty... though, it in itself is rather risky."

"B-b-but you are already beautiful?! Unquestionably so! There isn't a soul in all of Faelor who would say otherwise, even in jest!"

"I am, thank you." She let out a musical giggle. "I know it is so- but-" She cupped her C cup breasts. "There are women with far greater endowments than I."

"You'd risk your safety for a pair of... breasts?!"

Titania chewed her lip nervously. "I don't know just how risky it is... but, yea? I know. I know! I am beautiful, I am so close to PERFECT but I am not there yet. I am pretty but not perfect. I know it is SO greedy and stupid, and whatever else you want to call it but I cannot stand to have something SO close to being SO perfect- ESPECIALLY MY OWN BODY- and just leave it like that. I have to make it perfect... I have to."

"And if our queen blinks out of reality, never to return? What do I say to our people then? She died trying to make her bosom larger?"

Titania shrugged with a coy smile. "At least I will leave a beautiful corpse."

He buried his face in a palm. "No wonder Oberon already has grey hairs."

The people are Faelor are as one may guess from the name of their kingdom; Faeries. Though not tiny fluttering things like some may have you believe- most are a good bit taller than humans. They are true to legend; very adept at magic. But the magic Titania plays with now is arguably not even magic at all. It is so foreign in concept and so dangerous in use that it belongs in a category of its own.

Titania herself is so absurdly beautiful that all of her servants and guard must be female- so there is not a male guard in the entire castle and most of their military are also female. Even other women find her beautiful, but are at least able to maintain composure in her presence. Men will walk themselves off a cliff for the inability to take their eyes off her- and thus not accomplish much in terms of a job. On her way back to her bed chambers Titania is attended to by Illia and then Eru of her slew of hand maidens. Eru grabs up her long bouncy hair so it does not drag on the ground and follows close behind, carrying it for the queen. Illia flutters just ahead and makes sure everyone else knows she is coming to get out of the way, and opens the doors for the queen.

Illia is as tall as the queen, but rather scrawny in form; no curves to be found. Her hair is quite impressive though- even more violently curled than the queen's tidal waves of gold. Illia's hair touches the floor as well, though does not trail on it- and forms into on gargantuan, continuous ringlet of a platinum blonde so pale it looks white in most light. Eru has hips wide enough to birth a horse and both her iris and the ends of her short pixie-cut hair glow a blue-white because she herself is well versed in magic... and uses it frequently enough that she has mana poisoning. They pass by Eneth- the guard who is a male dog from the hip down. She was originally a guard in the main hall leading to the audience chamber, but Titania had her re-assigned to guard the inner sanctum after the... accident. So there would be less eyes on her. Her upper thighs and hips have retained enough human shape to them that she can stand on two legs still, but they are noticeably the hind legs of a golden furred dog. They had armor re-fit for her... unique frame but her paws are still exposed, because her pads eliminate the need to wear footwear.

Titania dismissed the girls for the night but only Illia left her chamber. Eru still shadowed her queen.

"S-so... how do you do it? The forbidden magic? I heard it uses no actual mana? A power without a power source?!"

Titania sighed, pulling the shell holding her 'dress' together and flicked it over to her dresser, letting her garb simply fall off her to the floor as she sat naked on the edge of her giant bed. 80% of her entire bedroom is just the bed itself. It is gargantuan and a circle in shape- with six golden poles around it shapen like trees to hold the translucent aquamarine cloth canopy over it. Rather than be pushed against a wall, the bed is in the very center of the room.

"I can't tell you that- it's forbidden. Thus its name. I can tell you I will finally have large melons this time tomorrow thanks to it though~"

Titania started to slowly flick her fingers out on her right hand and curl them back in over and over as her hair lifts itself and brushes itself out- following the motion of her fingertips.

"But, we handmaids are your trusted few! We would never practice something without your permission. I just want to know. Knowledge is the most precious thing one can possess. And it is knowledge that evolves us as a people!"

"Hmmmm." Titania sighed glancing at her. "I... guess..." She flicked her left hand at Eru and threw her across the room and into the far wall. "But if you use it, I will have to have you executed."

"Y-y-y-yes, your majesty, I know!"

Titania lowered her hand and Eru plopped off the wall back onto her feet on the floor. "Very well." Titania took a deep breath.

It is more of a state of mind than a magic. There is no spell- just an understanding, a meditation to put your mind in a state where it can comprehend the information it needs to process to access any of these 'powers' even though ironically every conscious being technically has access to them. Titania has essentially been accessing a fifth dimension. So technically she doesn't go anywhere, she just steps to the side at an angle in which no other living being has a sense to perceive her at. Reality as we know it is reality as we have built it- with our minds. Our senses interpret our surroundings and then our brain tries to make sense of that information. So our brains do not interact with reality- our senses do. If we lack a sense that can perceive part of reality then it simply doesn't exist as far as our brain in concerned, even though it does exist- and plays a role in why things are the way they are.

Because our reality is an interpretation- many things can be easily altered about it, by changing how our senses interpret the information. If Titania steps onto a fifth dimensional plane- there is no information in the collective unconscious about it, no pre-conceived interpretations. She cannot perceive it herself- to her it is like stepping into an unfathomable void. But being there however also puts her outside of the collective unconscious, no longer tethered by the preconception of how things are. She walks between what is and what could be. By stepping outside their 'reality' she can essentially change the rules. Re-write reality to her whims by altering the collective unconscious as an outsider.

Titania needed time to rest from her last visit on the fifth plane, and wanted to make sure she approaches this with a clear, refreshed mind. Obviously fucking around with something as fundamental as reality itself is dangerous work, so she wants to make sure she doesn't give herself bigger boobs at the cost of accidentally turning all the trees on the planet into cotton candy or some other ridiculous thing.

Titania woke up and Eru drew her a bath, then Illia bathed her while Titania herself was lost in thought, planning how to give herself bigger breasts. She also had to decide on a size. She wanted big, impressive, but also impossibly well-formed and bouncy. Increased muscle tissue to hold their shape, iron-hard tendon to hold them up on her chest. She did not want to make them gigantic though. Too big and they steal attention from the rest of her. She wanted big breasts to complete her perfect form. G cup? H. Yea, H. Really, really big, but not impossibly huge. Cover her chest, not smother it.

She dismissed her handmaidens again as she returned to her room so she could play with reality. Colors divided and splintered in the air, gaps of darkness formed and distorted as another rip in the fabric of the universe formed for her walk through. She already plotted a course for how to do this in her head, so she was done quickly. Titania almost thought she had screwed up when nothing appeared to happen- but realized she would have to return to reality for it to take effect. It doesn't matter how her body is interpreted if it isn't within the range of anyone's interpretation- most importantly; her own.

The moment she steps back into the 'real' world her breasts feel taut! Yes! It worked! The skin looks shiny as her pores are pulled smooth from internal pressure for a few moments. Her nipples almost itch with blood pressure as they instantly turn rock hard! Her pale rosen flesh blushes as it swells fatter, rounder, heavier. The muscle walls around the surface of her breasts also increases in size however, allowing them to hold their shape in spite of the increased weight! Her powder-brown areola expand, becoming a bit bumpy. Her nipples get wider and a tiny bit longer. D cups, big enough to fill a large hand each! E cups, bigger than a single hand can hold! F cups, now they flop from side to side when she turns her chest, and divide themselves if she leans back- clapping back together when she leans forward again. G cups, heavy enough bludgeon someone with a tit now! The round bottoms are on level with the bottom of her rib cage! H cups, the bottoms now touching her upper midriff in spite of how round they remain. They hold a perfect teardrop shape at both a front and side view.

Titania cups her huge breasts from below and her fingers sink into the flesh, the fatty tissue billowing out between her fingers without her even closing her grip- just their weight sitting against her hands is enough. She undulates her fingers and watches the bouncy orbs undulate as well. They are quick to return to their original shape when you are not touching them, but they are plenty amorphous enough to take whatever shape you want to compress them into.

Her beautiful smile is beaming as she plays with her breasts, lost in the feeling and her thoughts for well over an hour without even realizing. The pleasure she gets from playing with them is mild- certainly not remotely an intensity strong enough to get off from no matter how long she remained playing with them. But it was a pleasure that existed in more than one plane of reality. Yes, there is physical pleasure, but also the joy of knowing how plump and round and attractive they are. The weight can be burdensome, but her baring that burden well is another facet of the pleasure of having them. Also simply the feeling on her hands of having such a rubbery, smooth, soft and warm thing to play with- they are just fun to manipulate. In ancient times fat was a sign of power and health. Only the powerful lived to become fat, and their fat meant they were warmer in the winters and well fed and healthy. So these globes of fat are a primal beauty- outdating any modern notion of what may or may not be attractive. She knows they will bring a smile to the people as well. Whether in adoration of such a well sculpted thing of beauty or simple barbaric lust- it matters not. They will smile, and that makes her smile.

As expected- Oberon was flustered and everyone else in the audience chamber that day was blushing perpetually. Oberon is the king so naturally his was the final decision on all matters, but it was Titania who announced the verdict because her honeyed voice was impossible to ignore. There was a few times where Oberon turned to his wife to tell her his verdict only to stutter and then trail off- just gawking at her for several moments before someone snaps him out of it. Titania just grinned to herself. Hehe~ he is going to plow her hard tonight.

After a long day of making choices for the people; it was only as they were wrapping up for the day that one of the servants stepped forward, looking a bit nervous. An older woman with a soft belly. Her wings are black and white as if to match her maid's attire. She is a simple servant- not one of the royal attendants, she had only been in the audience chamber tidying it when the royals were still there.

"I-i-if I may be so bold- I must say you look more beautiful than e'er my Queen. You are an inspiration t'us all- whenever we think you cannot be more beautiful... you are. I dunno how you do it."

Everyone had been thinking it all day- but no one else had been bold enough to actually directly acknowledge the larger breasts directly.

Titania giggled; a sound so sweet it gives people the shivers. "Ooh~ thank you! I must admit I did it mainly for myself, but I knew it would be a good change everyone would enjoy!"

"If I 'ad even a hundredth of your beauty, my husband'd still be the one cookin' are dinners, haha."

Illia darted over to Titania seeing she was getting up from the throne- so she could collect and carry the queen's hair for her as she walks down the red velvet stairs from her throne. "Anyone can change if they will it hard enough! If you really want to have a body like mine, you could take it- just tell reality who is boss."

"Ya?"

"Yea, don't let fate tell you how your life goes- you tell fate how it goes!"

"Ya!" The older maid chuckled, but then her expression changed to mild confusion. "Oh. Could I really? Y'know I can... almost..." She started to look a bit flustered. "I could really..!"

Several people around the audience chamber gasped as they all heard the seams on her dress creak and several snap! The woman hunched over, covering her chest as her breasts started to look shiny- pulled taut by internal growth. Titania looked a bit nervous and tightly clenched her lips- realizing she may have said too much. Ooops. Normally when you tell someone something like that- this is not the result. But Titania actually re-wrote reality to give herself larger breasts. The fact it already actually happened once enabled others to potentially do the same. Being a living example that it can in fact actually happen alters the perception of those who behold her... which then distorts reality- which is written by those perceptions.

The woman's breasts did not increase like Titania's did. The structure did not grow with them- only the fat content. So the woman's breasts became floppy and squishier the larger they get! Her areola went from solid edged dark brown to a very gradual fade as they were stretched around the swelling tits! The seams under her arms tore to give her breasts more space but the tension ultimately built up the highest in the front. Her two breasts squashing into one another in the middle yanked the front of the shirt to the sides as the boobs try to push away from one another, and ripped the collar down the front! The entire top half of her breasts sloshed out of the huge rip- but they are so soft the bottoms remained stuffed into her top, packed down by the weight of all the meat. Because she is an older woman the pigment of her skin isn't as vibrant, so you can see a few veins faintly through the skin of her breasts. Because her areola swelled with fat so quickly- they swallowed her nipples entirely, making them fully inverted! Each tit was nearly four times the mass of her own head by the time they stopped, and the uncontained top halves wobbled back and forth like an uncooked, shell-less egg.

"O-o-oh! M-my- Gods! T-thank you my queen! This is- oh wow. I have- oh, oh my I need ta getta top for me- thank you my queen! Thank ya!"

The woman did her best to contain the wobbling tits with her arms so they did not completely rupture the rest of the way out of her top as she scurried out of the audience chamber leaving everyone else stunned silent. Titania included.

Oberon slowly turned to his wife. "Did..? Is that... contagious?!"

"N- ngh, well, n-ye-nnnnmmmmmmmmmmm-"

"...Titania?"

"mmmmmmaybeee? A little bit."

"How the hell can something be a LITTLE contagious?!"

"Well because even if it spreads it won't hurt anyone. It will just give them bigger boobs. Which sounds like a win to me!"

Oberon just massaged the bridge of his nose where his glasses usually sit.

And where is Eru during this? Illia was tending the queen herself today because Eru was going to take the day off sick due to... a little problem she had this morning. Once one of the other guards found out what it was however- she was forced to go see the court Sage because she has been afflicted by some sort of magic. Eru was too embarrassed to go herself, but the other guard dragged her there because if she doesn't know what the magic is or who did it- it could be a potential threat to the security of the castle and she is thus obligated to get it checked.

Eru stood pouting in the middle of the court Sage's foyer, under a gargantuan model of the solar system slowly turning over her thanks to enormous clockwork mechanisms in the roof. The Sage walked over to her slowly- shuffling his feet. The man has so much facial hair you literally cannot even see his actual face. It just looks like some bushy eyebrows stacked on top of a bushy mustache on top of a beard.

"Well, what seems to be the trouble?"

She crossed her arms. "Someone just pulling a prank on me or something. I had... an udder when I woke up today."

One of his eyebrows slowly raised- almost enough to see his actual eye. Almost. "Are you calling them udders or do you mean a liter-"

"A literal udder." She blushed brightly and pulled her pants down in the front revealing the bottom two segments- the top two were still hidden under her shirt. A four segment udder- the body of which is not very big, just four candy pink hills. But the teats on them were already impressively the size and girth of a thumb!

"Well... I think we can disregard this as a maliciously targeted spell."

His wings fluttered weakly behind him as if trying to help him move faster as he got a magic tome. His wings resembled those of a fluffy moth. He cast a generic counterspell but it did not do anything to Eru. He then traced runes of glowing energy in the air between them as he made an array to identify the spell first so he knows how it's supposed to undo. There was still no result. Now the old Sage was baffled. The array did not react at all- it is as if there is no spell on Eru in the first place. But obviously she isn't supposed to have an udder, either! He used various means of identification and even used several more specialized counterspells but nothing had any effect on her at all, which just made him still more confused.

"This should be impossible! This is as confusing as Eneth's condi- waaait a minute." He slowly turned to look at her again, putting his equipment down. "Has the queen been practicing any of her 'magic' recently?"

"Oh gosh... I mean... yyeeaaa? But not on me."

"You need to speak with her on this matter. I cannot cure you, for this is not truely magic in the first place."

"But she was trying to make her bust bigger, not-"

"Speak with Titania."

"Uuugh."

It was embarrassing enough having to show her new equipment to the Sage, now she has to present herself to the queen? With beast tits?! As she marched to the audience chamber she kept nervously re-arranging her clothing paranoid that you could see the bulge through the fabric. Unfortunately it seems like she missed Titania. By the time she got to the audience chamber the royals were gone- both to the king's bedchamber, so they were definitely not accepting any interruptions for a while.

She plopped down on a marble bench, gently feeling the soft flesh below her clothing. She wouldn't mind bigger breasts, like Titania. But not an udder!

"Not the body part of some... beast!" The skin puffed up a bit, pulling taut, causing the erect teats to do little bobs in time with her heart beat. "So embarrassing!" It swelled a little larger, bending the teats against the prison of clothing. "So... big." And a bit bigger. "Fat." Bigger. "Round and pink." Bigger again. "Veiny and smooth." Bigger still.

Eru's breathing became deeper and faster, a pleasant tightness turned to a mild radiant pleasure. Her udders pushed her pants down and shirt up as they themselves bloated forward. Four soft hills, then like a cluster of four breasts, then four huge breasts. Her heart rate shot up, worried but having no idea how to react or help the situation at all. She hunches over as if to shield the view of the udders of anyone walking into the chamber. Luckily no one entered the chamber- because that doesn't hide them very well. Her udders grew so large they started to push up on her actual breasts in her hunched over position, startling her. Eru spread her legs to slide her butt further back on the bench seat and as soon as she did the udders flopped between them in the created space. They seemed to slow to a stop... for now. The damage was already done.

Looking like it belonged to a prized dairy cow- each segment of the udders is now the size and shape of a watermelon. Milk veins as thick as her fingers web its surface toward the base and trail up her torso a bit. At least Eru's hips are giant- she normally has a thigh gap, but now it forms a nice cozy spot for her udders to cuddle into. She bit her lip as she put her hands firmly on either side of the udders and very slowly pulled her hands forward, slightly compressing the skin.

Eru whimpers. "Why... does it... have to... f-feel s-s-soo-OH good??"

The faint radiant pleasure sharpened as she drew her hands across the surface. She should stop, she is in a public forum, even if its currently empty! Even sharper. Stop, it feels so good but its not supposed to! She shouldn't enjoy this!! Sharper still. Just a little... more. And finally- squirt! Drawing her hands forward while pushing in on the udders drew the milk inside forward and the pleasure sharpened and focused in to her teats as the streams of hot milk scratch at the inside of her turgid teats. The steams of milk tickled her in a place she could never be touched any other way. Eru panicked, leaning forward and grabbing two teats trying to pinch closed the flow of milk. She then moaned at the feeling of her erect teats in her fingers and tugged a bit. She moans, biting her lip again and tugs at her teats feeling the pressure building in the base, loosening her grip finally while still tugging as the milk exploded again- now at an even higher pressure!

Grace, another handmaiden scurried through the room about ten minutes later to fetch some water for the queen after she, uh, well- let the king 'examine' her new assets in his bedchamber. She ran past Eru at first but then slowly walked backwards back into the room.

"What... what the fuck?"

Eru paused her milking session. "T-the queen did this to me by accident!"

"Oh no, not another Eneth situation..."

Eru whimpered. "They're so full, I need to empty them or the weight on the front of my legs when I stand will be too much to walk properly!" Well, and it felt addictingly good.

"Oh... I guess I c- wait no I need to get water. I will send Illia! Hold on a bit longer."

Sure enough, Illia darted in not long after. She did not have time to get anything to contain the milk in however, which she only just then realized is a bit of a problem in itself. Not wanting to waste it, with a bright blush she got on her knees and offered to drink the milk! Eru had already mostly emptied the top two, but the bottom two segments now needed a pressure release. Eru grabbed the top two teats and used them like handles to pull her udders up, letting Illia get to the bottom ones easier. Illia hummed in approval of the surprisingly sweet taste of the creamy milk. While it was being ejected out of a bovine udder- the udder is still attached to a Fae, so it is Faerie milk, not cow milk.

They also seemed to hold more milk than you would think possible, but Illia seemed determined to drink it all.

Meanwhile in the bedroom of the king, Oberon disrobes and sits back in his bed while the queen makes more of a show of disrobing. Oberon has very large wings, also looking like a butterfly's wings in shape, his are a very dark indigo that fade to dark magenta at the base like the sky just before dawn. Titania fluttered her own wings for him as she turned her back to him and let her loose cloth robe fall away. She put her arms down her front, between her breasts so they would be visible to him in spite of her facing away.

"Does my king have any objections?"

He chuckled. "I suppose not. You shouldn't go practicing potentially dangerous magic. And it seems like you may have caused a bit of an upset but... the results certainly are not displeasing." She shrugged, shaking his head with a smile. "So I guess you get away with it, yet again."

She turned, letting her breasts lightly clap back together and crawled up onto the foot of the bed on all fours, over to the resting king to his royal 'scepter'. Titania smirked at her own thoughts, thinking she could use the same method to increase the size of his eight incher... but she would surely catch shit for that. On all fours her huge melons brush the bed, dangling at almost the same length as her arms and wobbling in a free-swing under her like udders themselves. She plops them down heavily into his lap and completely buries his dick between them and fills his entire lap as they squish outward under their own weight.

He groans and his dick throbs, bucking between the tits. Titania just grins and gently cradles the sides of her huge breasts to gather the flesh up and squeeze the cock inside. She lifts them partially and flops them back down, slow and stuttered at first and slowly picking up pace once his twitching penis lubricates her cleavage in salty pre. Her bumpy areola still face him, so when she flops the breasts back down fully the erect nipples bounce off his abs and really accentuate the wobble of the rest of the breast behind them.

Oberon groaned as she wobbled them up and down quickly matching his growing pleasure with her pace. But his eyes opened again and he focused more on them as he could swear he could feel their weight increasing!

Titania smiled. "I could make them bigger, too~" And so she did; they were very slowly growing larger, the soft flesh starting to roll over the edges of his hips! Overflowing his lap!

"T-Titania!"

She pout a bit. "Just a little bigger?"

Each boob the size of a large pumpkin almost by now! The flesh overflowed the sides of his hips, almost touching the bed beside him while also still filling his lap. Her nipples remain quite wide but not especially long, so now they sort of look like giant buttons. Press for pleasure!

Her breasts stopped growing again when the king climaxed, blasting a load into her cleavage. Titania's cleavage is so cavernous at this point however that you could not even see the cum, it was hidden in all her wobbling flesh. When she sat back onto her knees and let her breasts wobble back into place on her chest; the bottoms of her breasts now touch her navel! Her breasts cover the majority of her torso!

All was fun and games till Grace reported Eru's problems. Another of her handmaidens transformed as a consequence of her forbidden magic. Titania offered to try and fix it, but the chancellor was very quick to put a stop to that.

"Absolutely not."

Oberon raised a brow. "But she is the only one who can fix it."

"No offense your majesty, but she is also the one who broke it in the first place! If she can do that while trying only to change the size of her own endowments, what will break by trying to reverse a more severe reaction? Sure- maybe she turns Eru back, but at what cost? She could turn the entire kingdom's populace into mice on accident!" He sighed. "It is a forbidden magic for a reason. The best course of action now, as it has always been- is to not interact with those forbidden arts ever again."

Titania pouted. "But that is the only way to cure Eru or Eneth. They would be stuck like this forever."

The chancellor gave an exaggerated shrug. "Better that than endanger even more people to fix them! Fight fire with fire, and you will burn the whole kingdom to the ground."

And so they did nothing. Illia continued to tend to Eru's new needs, since she had already been forced to break the ice on that embarrassing situation. Eru started to wear long skirts to hide the large udders under while she continued to tend to her duties. Illia however started to put on weight rather quickly... which you'd suppose isn't much of a surprise considering how much milk she was drinking on a daily basis to keep Eru mobile. She sure saved on grocery bills though!

To their embarrassment several other royal guards reported needing a modification made to the breast plates of their armor... because their own endowments had started to swell a bit bigger. The maid Titania unintentionally blessed also ran back to the common folk, flaunting her new endowments so word got out... and so did her 'condition'. Women the kingdom over reported increases to their busts. The women were confused, some happy, some frustrated. The men were all giddy with excitement as more and more round, bouncy tits bulged around them.

On one hand, worrying because this meant Titania's reality tweak is causing a cascade effect and they have absolutely no way of stopping it without also potentially making the situation worse. On the other hand- it doesn't actually hurt anyone, and the increase of fat jiggly flesh only seems to have raised the general morale of the people of the kingdom. Titania did keep offering to fix it, but the chancellor would absolute not allow it and the king agreed. This was not the time to fight fire with fire.

But due to embarrassment or other reasons- the most bizarre of these cases were not being reported. A farmer woman whose tits grew huge- not an issue at first. Made making her rounds to milk the cows a bit harder on her back, but whatever. They grew fatter toward the base though, causing an itchy feeling toward the nipples one day. She pulled back on the flesh trying to help it stretch and was surprised when her nipple just pulled itself in half! New flesh billowed out from the base, shoving the now two nipples away from each other. Each boob now capped with two small teats!

The next day, they swelled even larger and heavier and she started to lactate, needing to add herself to the list of 'cows' she had to milk each day. They blushed pink as they grew larger, and fat milk veins started to form around their bases. By the end of the week they swelled so fat in her sleep that the gap between them was erased entirely! They grew into one another, and where two breasts had been was now a cows udder- on her chest! Her milk production increased forcing her to milk herself twice daily- more often than the actual cows she owns!

But that still was not the end of it. Four teats started to form on her upper crotch. Embarrassment kept her from seeking out help for it, so she merely worried where her transformation would stop. A second udder grew in to the same size as the first in only two days. She would definitely have sought help for this normally but... she now had to milk herself four times a day and all of her cows... almost her entire day was just milking the many titties of the farmyard. She could not abandon her duties to her cows. By the end of the month? She could not go for help even if she wanted to, for she can no longer move.

Her milk production and tits increased to the point where she cows were left to express themselves because she was hooked up to a milking machine almost perpetually... as a third udder started to form on her upper midriff- between the existing two. By the time the third udder formed her endowments are so heavy she could not move, they are so large she cannot bend her torso, and they produce so much milk that she cannot stray far from the machine regardless or she will start to feel overfull and cramp within minutes of not expressing herself. The one woman was matching her entire herd of dairy cows by herself. But she could not leave the milking machine to try to seek help- so no one knew anything was wrong in the first place. So no one knew the situation was a bit more dire than first assumed.

Another woman grew two extra sets of breasts- outside her original two, giving her a row of 4 straight across her chest! Normally that would be worrying already, but the woman was a prostitute and her new additions only helped business. What man wouldn't want to sleep with a four breasted Fae? They also became a source of entertainment for her too- her breasts became more pleasurable to touch. Her areola even more sensitive and her nipples still more sensitive than that! She could orgasm from having her nipples squeezed and tugged on! Normally she would just fake an orgasm and collect her pay but thanks to this mutation she was actually fully enjoying her job too!

Normally she would play coy with the boys to lure them in- weeding out the riff raff so she did not have to end up sleeping with some human toad just because he has a fat pocketbook. But she became considerably less picky because she wanted to cum, and any of them could do that now. All she needed was someone to knead her tits, and any of them will do that. Who buys a session with a four breasted woman and doesn't touch their breasts? And manipulating them so often caused them to swell, and grow heavier. As they increase in size, they become longer in shape, giving them a sort of 'torpedo' shape to them, allowing the two outer breasts to sit slightly under the original two, so all four point forward, conveniently preventing the outer breasts from hindering her arm movement.

Bigger surface meant easier pleasure. Now she was accidentally giving herself pleasure jolts simply by turning to quickly and accidentally swatting objects with her long breasts! After two weeks each boob was fat enough around to match the torso it hung from and long enough to touch her crotch... while fully standing. There were several times she forgot to even get the payment for sleeping with her- she was so exhausted from the pleasure overload that she forgot she was supposed to be doing this for money. By the end of the third week she was no longer hunting men down- her breasts are so large she cannot possibly stand up. She leans over them as their fronts rest on the ground and she just passes the time ravenously fondling her own fat tits to bring herself to multiple orgasms, pass out, and wake up horny and looking for more.

Another woman who grew a third breast between her existing D cups. Trying to remain steadfast and stern on the surface- she regarded her own lust as a 'third wheel' and so, that is how her bosom now presented itself. While her original two breasts did not change at all- the new middle breast did. It slowly grows by the day, pushing against her other two breasts and becoming more and more noticeable. The more she tries to hide it, the bigger it grows in an attempt to be seen. Her lust would not let her burry it any longer.

She hid away from the public eye so no one would know, but still the third breast grew heavier and larger, making her movements sluggish as she struggled with its weight. Shuffling around her house with her back bowed forward, the third breast wobbling around like a wrecking ball under her chest. Eventually it grew to the size of a yoga ball- so the woman could only move in short bursts because it was too heavy to lift off the floor for more than a few seconds at a time. She finally snapped, and started frantically fondling her new endowment, and finally it stopped growing.

Another woman who simply started to lactate one day, a minor annoyance to her- but her husband was certainly fine with it. But every day she produced a bit more milk than the last. Her husband was gorging himself on her milk twice a day but still it increased. She needed to be milked so frequently it was getting hard to do anything without being interrupted! Whenever she did not milk herself quickly enough, her breasts blushed and swelled up huge, forcing the skin to stretch. So because of that, her breasts became a bit fatter every time. But she kept making more milk, making it harder to do anything without stopping repeatedly to express, but if she didn't she would get still larger!

Her breasts became so fat eventually that the nipples inverted... which made it considerably harder to milk her. Which meant she grew bigger and milkier still. Her breasts swelling and fattening so quickly caused the nipples to sink in deeper as the fat billowed up around them making it almost impossible to milk her normally- so she had no choice but to grow! Each tit the size of a horse carriage by the time she managed to slow to a stop, with a perpetual cascade of milk from her- seething out from the slit where her nipples hide like a white waterfall! Locals will bring a glass and visit her to collect some milk- for the rest they just carved trenches into the yard to collect and direct the flow to the local river, because the flow never ended.

Such cases were happening all around the kingdom, but very few were reported so the general public had no idea how bad things had gotten and remained oblivious and happy. Titania however was chewing her lip in worry of problems much closer to home- her handmaidens right there in the castle were starting to get worse too. It was not immediate in reaction nor were the changes quick when they did happen, but it was still clear that Titania's meddling must be the cause.

Eneth returned to her chambers only two days after Titania's own enhancement. She grunts as she unlatches the leather straps holding her thin mithril plate armor to her, letting the heavy plates clack to the floor as she marches to her bedroom. She just wants to get off her feet.... er.... paws. From the hip down she has shaggy golden fur. She also has a long golden dog tail behind her. Her genitals had gotten the worst of it- becoming an odd jumble of both species and gender. She has a human shaped slit but her labia are glossy black and immune to the growth of fur around them. She plops down on her bed and starts to gently run her fingers up the opening, pausing to roll in a circle over where her clit sleeps before starting back at the bottom of her vulva's opening. As she becomes aroused, the labia inflate like balloons causing her entire pubic mound to project quite far, and her labia even further, stealing some traits from a canine's projected hotbox. Her clit however... isn't a clit anymore- that was the biggest and most obvious change when Titania unintentionally cursed her to this form.

As she becomes more aroused the clitoral hood swells in width, forcing her pussy partially open to make room and becomes a bit veiny as well. The phallus inside engorges massively and what at first looks like her clit starts to slide out... revealing it is merely the urethral procession of a canine cock. The clitoral hood essentially acts as the naked sheath! It slides out nine inches long- bigger than the actual MEN she had ever bed, but then pauses there till her arousal approaches its peak, when a knot swells in its base and then forces its way out, stretching the cock another inch and a half longer to expose itself fully! Eneth could never be rid of the embarrassment of having a dick bigger than actual men, and one that belongs to a dog at that- but it did give her some easy stress relief after a long day at work. It has become routine for her to immediately plop down in bed when she gets off duty and masturbate her enormous dog meat, then take a nap before resuming the rest of her evening normally.

But on this day she felt an odd electrical pleasure as she plays with her meat pillar and softball sized knot. Eneth felt it down her entire torso but it became more concentrated the closer it got to her crotch. It made her cock burble up pre faster, which only sped her masturbation. The gold fur doesn't spread beyond her crotch so when she felt something rub against her arms as she masturbated she was immediately able to look down and see what it was. A stiff bump of flesh? Fairly large, cylindrical? Several of them along her midriff. They grew larger and radiated the electric pleasure up her body. It was not till their coloration started to darken from the rest of her skin that it finally clicked- and Eneth realized they are canine nipples! Two rows of four!!

Her heart raced in panic, assuming her canine traits were somehow advancing all of a sudden after behaving for a month and a half. The pleasure of unintentionally rubbing against them as she works her shaft however was too good to stop. She was already so worked up, she needed to pop! The only way this diamond-hard knot is going to pop itself back inside is if she erupts. Her left hand squeezes and rolls her fat, inflated labia and dart into her pussy while also rubbing past the four nipples on the left to get there. Her right hand works her shaft and especially the curvature of the tight knot while the arm brushes over the four nipples on the right! The black coloration of the nipple started to spread, and then that started to puff up too, like a puffy areola for each nipple. They projected far enough out to start making them cone-shaped teats, more appropriate looking on a dog that is pregnant.

Eneth finally climaxed and her urethra stretched wide as several thick ropes of hot goo arched in the air over her and splashed back down onto her new teats, giving them a cum bath to christen them into existence. By that time though, their growth slowed to a stop with the bottom two having a very gentle slope under them... like A cup breasts.

Illia was having problems of her own, but did not really view them as problematic- unlike everyone else glancing at her worriedly. She has been helping Eru deal with her cow udder, but not wanting to waste the milk; she has been drinking it all. She started to gain weight pretty quickly as a result which at first was seemingly a pretty normal reaction to drinking gallons of fresh milk straight from the tit every day. But, after a few days it became apparent that she was gaining weight faster than it should be possible for anyone to gain weight. She went from beanpole to normal weight in two days. Average to chubby in two more.

Her belly grew larger and softer, her limbs a bit more round and wobbly, her facial features soften. Every day she looks a bit softer and a bit rounder. Eru's huge cow udder does not stop though- if anything she keeps needing Illia even more. The udder keeps growing slowly, now the teats hang past her knees when she stands, she has to walk bow-legged to give the udder room to jostle around when she moves. Her teats now as thick as shot glasses and the length of her entire hand! The udder swings heavily with every movement she makes, but its weight ensures any movements are short lived- with the exception being her teats which wobble around freely with their own rhythm.

But Illia had to start wearing looser clothing and still started to bulge out of it. Her by the second week her fingers became pudgy looking even. She did not mind the weight gain. Or, secretly more like she wanted more milk. It tasted so good, and it felt so heavy inside of her, the pressure and weight felt soooo good, and the look of pleasure on Eru's face as the milk is sucked out of her, oh~ so perfect. Too perfect to stop. She was willing to put up with a bit of weight gain if it meant this continued. The problem is that a 'little' weight gain had come and gone already. This was not little. But as worried as she was about her swelling body, she was terrified at the prospect of ever stopping, and so she grows heavier and heavier still.

Ever dutiful, Eneth was reluctant to point fingers at her own queen, but when her eight new tits swelled up with breasts behind them- she decided she better consult Titania. The bottom nipples had C cups, the next was B, the next A, and the top nipples yet to develop breasts behind them. The golden fur had started to advance up her back as well slowly. Titania nervously admitted it was definitely her doing, but an overlap rather than her re-visiting the mistake she already made that caused the canine to pop out of Eneth in the first place. She did not get a second dose of dog- Eneth had come down with the same breast enhancement everyone else was getting... except since she is part male dog, she got canine tits instead of human enhancement. The two different 'spells' were overlapping and playing off one another. So, on the up side; Titania was not fucking around with any new spells. On the down side- Eneth still wasn't done changing, and because it wasn't being caused by anything new, there was nothing to stop it from going- she had to just wait it out and hoped it did not change her too much. The only alternative was to allow Titania to break into the fifth plane again to fix it directly- at the risk of breaking something else in the process.

By the end of the second week- poor Illia was not even mobile anymore. She had to hang out with Eru all the time, forcing them to move in together. Eru's cow udder was now so large the teats drag on the smooth marble floor when she walks. Two segments bulge in front of her her legs, two behind, and she has to shuffle the udder from side to side in order to move her legs at all. Illia on the other hand is so enormously fat she cannot get herself up off the floor. If someone helped her to her feet, she might be able to shuffle herself forward, but she is too heavy to remain upright for long and once she sits down she would require at least two other people to get back up again.

Her fat is rather rotund looking however, not loose and flabby. Normally when someone gets this fat they sort of pancake outward to the sides from their own weight but that was not the case with Illia, which actually made it look sort of like she had been inflated, rather than simply gaining weight. It also meant her skeletal structure made no sense. Unless her skeleton also grew- most of her joints won't actually be able to connect or function properly, because her body is now spread out wider than they could reach. So most of her bones are just free-floating in there, and whatever movements she performs is done by muscle tension within the taut, bouncy fat structure. Her belly is absolutely giant- her navel hidden in a soft fold across the front, though the fold is not as deep as you'd think it would be from the size of her. Her arms and legs are practically cone shaped at this point and her digits like oblong bubbles on the ends of her plump hands. Her ass cheeks are each the size of a normal person. And this is what had been the scrawniest of Titania's handmaids! Even her neck swelled wider than her head, and her cheeks big wobbly bubbles.

Grace thought herself immune- having evaded any ill effects for the first half week after the plague of pleasure had spread throughout Faelor. By the fifth day her nipples became fully erect for seemingly no reason, but she nervously passed this off. Nipples do that. Not usually for no reason- but its something they can do, so it's probably nothing. By the next day her nipples had grown and her areolas were both wider and projected out a bit now. P-probably from rubbing against the inside of her top all yesterday. Normal reaction- she is fine.

The next day the first thing she seen when she woke up was the two tents under the sheet draped over her! She got up abruptly, startled. As she sheet fell away she seen her nipples now as long and thick as her thumbs, standing out of large puffy areola, on the front of her now unusually taut breasts that were feeling awfully full. She is not lactating though- it is filled merely with the pressure of a very slow internal growth. Her own meat pushing against itself. Trying to bend her nipples to get them into her clothing was like trying to fold a doorstopper. The second you let go they immediately spring back into place. They are so sensitive too! They are pulled so taut all the time that all the pleasure nerves are stretched close to the surface. Well... considering some people have udders that drag on the floor or tits bigger than their body; Grace supposed this wasn't too bad.

The next day however she was unable to pack them into her top. She needed to wear a baggy shirt in place of her normal attire while the castle prepares a top that can actually fit her properly. Her breasts had swollen up larger and that put her huge nipples too far forward. Even under the baggy top- her midriff was exposed because it looks like two fingers pointing forward under her top, tenting the fabric far forward, and draping it loosely between! Her nipples had gotten wider as well, making them a bit oddly shaped. By the end of the day, her boobs stood unusually tall off her chest because they had grown in an unusual way- the base had expanded. Rather than the entire tit getting bigger, the base where they actually connect to her chest had expanded taller. She was worried about that. That is not normal. That is beyond just a size increase, why are they mutating in shape too??

Grace went to sleep a bit uneasy that night and by morning she woke to another startling discovery. It looked like her tits were flashing someone the peace sign. Her nipples have split down the middle to their base- creating a V shape off her plump areola!! She sat up quickly but then winced as her sudden movement created more tension in her already too-tight chest. Her breasts pulsed as if in defiance and then the muscles in her upper body rippled! Grace groaned as the muscles under her arms tensed and then her pectorals. The muscles clenching automatically pulled the skin across the tits even tighter, compressing it! Divots started to form! It was like her skin and fat were trying to fight her muscles! Her muscles were trying to pull everything back into its proper shape while her fat tits were trying to swell still plumper!

The taut, rubbery skin actually made a dull *thunk* sound and her nipples flicked abruptly on their own as their bases now divided too, then the areola at the bottom started to bloom wider and divide into two hills instead of one. The coloration seemed to be lightening though. Her nipples are normally base brown but are fading to a powder red, while her breasts are starting to blush pink... the colors slowly bleeding together to create a median. Her thoughts scrambled like eggs at breakfast from the pleasure tingles and sparks, all poor Grace could do was gasp for breath between moans.

The muscles pulled back and expanded while the fat and flesh billowed forward, rounder and taut. The muscles only relaxed again after forming an internal wall straight across the middle of both breasts, dividing them into four segments.... Grace no longer has breasts. She has two, two segment udders! The plump areola projected so far into the base of her also huge teats that they form a fat, stiff cone off the front of the udder segments... these are the udders of a goat. But, two side by side- and sideways, in order to fit on her chest. Now her 'loose' shirt doesn't even touch her body. It's wrapped around her arms and draped off her tits- her twin udders ensure the cloth cannot fall far enough to actually touch her body.

Titania was having problems of her own- though mild in comparison to her maidens. When having sex with Oberon one night she gave into her lust and welcomed in some additional growth- only intending to get a tiny bit bigger. She felt a bit jealous of the pleasure all the other women were getting from growing to absurd sizes. The pleasure caused her to bow forward while riding his cock, smothering his chest in tit flesh. Pressing them into him however spiked her pleasure still higher and her conscious thoughts whited out- her unconscious mind unaware of the concept of consequence; simply demanded more, and more she was given. Her breasts smothered his chest, rolled over the sides, pressed into the bed on either side of him and started to roll up over his collar, then his neck!! It was Oberon calling out to her worried she was going to suffocate him under a rolling tide of fat, full flesh that snapped her out of it, and caused her to stop growing.

Now when Titania stands the bottoms of her breasts wobble at thigh-level. Given how extraordinarily tall she is- this puts each boob at about the size of an entire adult human curled into a fetal position. If she was not so proficient in magic she wouldn't be able to walk around properly- luckily with her magic she can make her enormous endowments no less buoyant than the air itself.

It was the early days of the second month when one of the rare few male guards burst into the castle and rushed up the empty halls to the audience chamber. Most of the staff in the castle are female... and thus by this time, most of them incapacitated with their own unique pleasure. Few visited the royals by now as well even if they were unafflicted, because they were busy attending to their own loved ones who have succumbed to the pleasure of bloating bigger. The guard could be heard hustling up the hall for some distance since the castle halls are so vacant.

"M-my queen. The.... the situation is getting worse." He was gasping to catch his breath, having run all the way into the castle from the streets of the surrounding city.

The guard lead Titania and Oberon to a balcony that overlooked the city around them- the castle itself built into the side of an enormous cliffside that shields the kingdom on one side with a long range of tall mountains. Even from the castle- what the guard wished to point out was clearly visible. A giant woman looming over the city, breathing heavily because of her self-induced panic. She has six eyes arranged in an arch- with three nose bridges angled into a single point, ending in only two actual nostrils, and one mouth between them. Black hair, then brown, then blonde... it's not one woman- it's three women fused into a single giant woman- the tops of their three heads are still separate, but the bottoms are not.

They have two giant breasts capped with a single wide areola but three fat, long nipples per areola. Where her right arm is supposed to be is instead a colossal boob the size of a small home, with a giant, projected areola on the front capped with five nipples. The nipples occasionally wiggle a bit on their own... indicating they used to be the digits of her hand- the areola is what used to be the hand itself, and the breast was her arm. From the hip down the woman is nothing but a rolling mass of randomly sized breasts, clustered together like the surface of a raspberry.

That is what the guard came to report- a woman who became too huge while at a bar to be able to leave the bar. When one of the workers attempted to help push her fat flesh through the door to get her out- the second woman fell into the first. Their combined body swelled and mutated so quickly their tits trapped and absorbed a third woman before she could escape and that colossus is the result. However now that the guard is overlooking the entirety of the city he can see there were other problems to report that he didn't even know about yet.

Literally as they are watching- they can hear people yelling as the windows burst out of a two floor home, flesh bulging out of every window in the house simultaneously. The wall over one of the windows cracks and bursts apart as a nipple the size of an entire grown human flicks out, and then the structural fault causes the wall to start to break outward, out from the hole the nipple already created. More and more round, taut, rubbery flesh bounced out, free of the home. The walls burst out and then the supports, frame, and foundation start to creak and splinter as they too failed to contain the amount of tit growing within. A woman's belly had grown into a gargantuan, bouncy sphere, but now expands to a boob bigger than the very building that contained her!

Arms and legs absorbed into the growing sphere, stretched flat across its taut surface. What had been the woman's neck stretched wide and now acts as a colorless areola! The woman's cheeks bloat out and her eyes roll back in her head a moment before she absolutely spews a huge, arching stream of milk from her mouth all over the street where the male members of her family scramble to get away from her. Only her head remains unchanged- and essentially acts in place of a nipple.

To the far left- the east side of the city you could see an already ruptured building with what looks... mostly like a giant boob half the size of the entire building it exploded from. It however grew from what had been the swollen pubic mound of a woman- so the single giant tit is directly between her legs, not on her chest. It has what looks like a pale areola, but in actuality are the projected labia majora of a pussy three times the size of the woman it connects to. What at first may be mistaken as an oddly off-center nipple is actually her clit. To make matters worse however, a woman with a giant third breast between two normal ones had tried to shove her out of the building, seeing she was growing too big for it to hold and instead became fused to her backside. So they are fused back- to back. Their hips are fully fused as well as their legs... but because their legs fused back to back, the resulting limbs have a kneecap on BOTH sides, and thus don't bend, and are entirely useless. Because they are vestigial- the mucked up legs are now bloating into cone-like proportions on their way to devolving into another pair of colossal breasts below them. So two breasts below to hold them up, one giant breast from the middle of the chest of one woman and a giant boob capped with a colossal pussy from the crotch of the other- fused back to back so wherever one woman goes; she unintentionally takes the other.

Oberon just blinked in bewilderment several times before shaking his head and hustling back into the castle proper to return to his throne. "We have to end this. Titania- you must return to the fifth realm."

Titania was looking very worried, but unlike the king's determination, her worry was simply accompanied by mournful sadness. "I don't think I can."

"What? Why?"

"Because it is so many people! I think the entire kingdom might be doing it now! I- they... ugh, it is complicated; but essentially they learned part of what I learned, minus the part that lets them actually control it. They are all tweaking reality unintentionally, creating their own hiccups in how things work. So I can't change one thing and magically fix everyone- I would have to go around and fix everyone individually... and they still subconsciously know how to do it, so the odds of it just happening again by accident are very high. I... unintentionally made it so this is just how the world works now."

"Why are they merging into abominations?"

The guard nodded, also wanting to know. "Yea- wasn't the original edit just... breast size? How does modifying the size of breasts you already have result in... THAT?"

"They expand their lust and pleasure in the form of more mammary flesh, the more boob they all become the more similar they are to one another. With reality itself fractured- if they view one another as similar enough the literal division between the two collapse. They are all homogenizing into the same thing- a bloated, jiggly mass of uninterrupted pleasure."

Oberon groaned. "Well that is it then. The kingdom is ruined. Without women around to perpetuate the species, the kingdom will die off. At least men are immune to this."

The guard nodded energetically. "Yea. Which is actually kinda weird, because technically men CAN have breasts too ju-" Oberon smacked him in the back of the head.

"Don't SAY that!"

Titania looked surprised a moment. "Oh, oh no. I haven't seen my hand maidens in quite some time. I assumed they were just busy dealing with... everything, but it may be worse than that."

Titania quickly fluttered off down a hall to find them. Eneth actually met her half way- having already been trying to make her way to Titania. D cups, C cups, B cups, and A cups now. Her eight canine teats expand from the bottom up, so their size is greater the further down you go. Even her human C cups look to be Gs now. She is only wearing a loose top, nothing on her lower body. The golden fur now goes up her entire backside and is starting to grow on her forearms! She is leaning heavily on the wall and breathing heavily too. Her eight teats flinch subtly with each beat of her heart pounding into them. Below that- an unwanted erection, waving back and forth with a long glistening strand of pre about to drip free from the tip.

"M-my queen I... trying to hold it back, it wants to make me bigger!"

Titania shook her head with a sympathetic look. "N-no. There is no point Eneth... it is your own pleasure. Just let it in. You are posed to fight a battle without end."

Eneth let out a whimper and all eight of her breasts lower breasts started to swell bigger. Because the largest are the furthest down, their lower curve immediately rests on the incessant erection between her legs. Her eyes go wide as she reflexively humps at her own tits! Titania blushes, but then turns as she hears Eru call for Illia. Are they not both in the room together? How did Eru lose track of a woman who can't even stand up??

Eneth staggered forward, trying to steady herself but her hips keep instinctively thrusting forward causing her to lose her balance and topple forward, grabbing Titania by the hips a moment. "S-sorry your maje-eh- eehs-s-st-y- ah~!" Her voice tightened to a pathetic squeak as her pleasure surged unnaturally.

"It is fine En-NAH!" The queen bristles at the sudden explosion of sensations up her entire backside and around her hips!

Eneth's hands fell through the queen's thighs and into her legs!! That caused her to fall completely forward- shoving her entire head into the small of Titania's back, vanishing entirely! The two spines fused at the bottom- Eneth's collar bone and sternum expanding huge- now supporting Titania's upper body instead of merely her own head! The fur erupted across her body, consuming it quickly! Bones let out loud, hollow pops as her skeletal structure rapidly started to shift! Without a proper human head- her dog aspect took over. Titania's legs started to shift rapidly and were consumed in golden fur too as they turned into the forelegs of a giant golden retriever!

Eneth's body grew huge to properly support her queen, and her labia finally knit themselves together to form a scrotum for her ovaries as they bloated too large to be housed inside of her anymore- erupting out into the newly formed scrotum as testicles! Her gender finally completely gave in and became male. The breasts on her underside however continued to grow! Even after the golden fur consumed them, they still grow. Two on the chest and then eight on the midriff that get progressively larger the further back they go. The fur becomes very short on the surface of the breasts, and does not touch the areola or nipple. The enormous cock between her legs remained the same size proportionally- so as the rest of her grew, it grew too, ending up at least fourteen inches long with a knot the size of a soccer ball. The fur stopped at Titania's hips, dipping down in a V shape where the queen's supple pussy overlaps the dog portion slightly- only to continue the fur in a bushy plume above the royal vulva.

The lower half started to thrust energetically into the growing boobs, lassoing the floor with strands of pre. Titania tried to control it but cannot. It isn't that she cannot resist- she literally has no control over the lower body. Which means Eneth does. But she doesn't have a head... so the queen's sensory input must be split between them. Eneth still has a brain- somewhere in there, and it senses the world through Titania. They are effectively a hermaphrodite dog-taur.

Since Titania cannot control her- she lets her breasts return to their true weight, catching them in her arms and using the entire length of her arms to wobble the soft flesh in undulating waves of fat- adding her pleasure to Eneth. If she can feel Eneth's body, that means Eneth can also feel hers. Their lower half started thrusting so energetically that the huge basketball sized testicles swing forward and bounce off the underside of their lower breasts- which are still growing. The bottom tits the size of a medium beach ball, with each pair of boobs above that a little smaller than the last. The chubby cone-like teats on them did not seem to grow with the breasts though, making them disproportionally small the bigger the tits get. The giant dog cock is long enough that it manages to knock its way through every one of the four pairs of breasts before drawing back. The breasts are quite taut and round, so when the cock slams its way up between them it knocks them all momentarily out to the side, sending them into a jiggling fit.

Titania moaned for the both of them as the knot purpled from blood pressure as their dog half hit its limit. Titania leaned back, causing her giant breasts to roll off either side of her chest and hang at her sides for a moment. The dog body scrunched itself up, burying the dig as far up the four tiered cleavage as possible and fired twelve thick ropes of cum on the floor under them- the streams of hot love arching just enough to miss hitting the undersides of the breasts on its chest. The growth of the many breasts seemed to slow greatly once Eneth finally came; but the tightness told Titania they are still growing, just slowly. The breasts on the chest seem to match the final set of breasts on the midriff in size.

"O-okay, uhm... can you... hear me, Eneth?" There was a pause before the dog portion pawed at the floor with just its left front paw. "We need to go to Eru's room- something has happened to Illia. Your former body has taken the place of my legs, so you need to pilot us." She fluttered her wings a moment. "My wings are not strong enough to carry my new endowments, never mind both our bodies at once."

Eneth's half of the body still has her wings too- little good they do on a giant dog's body. If both Fae tried to flap at the same time their wings would just collide with one another. Eneth's wings are more like those of a damselfly- four large elongated leaf shaped wings with forest green swirls colored on them.

For not having eyes- Eneth was able to navigate them to the bedroom easily and quickly; she can see everything Titania does. When they opened the door they seen an exhausted looking Eru, breathing heavily and grunting, leaned back against a wall, sort-of pinned. Her udder became so large and so heavy that two of the four legs of her bed shattered off the frame, causing her to slam back against the wall- so she is pinned between the wall and her own udder, which is propped against her by the side of her bed that remains elevated. Each teat on her udders is now as big around as a saucer and as long as a forearm! The milk veins throbbing around the base of the udder alone are as thick as most men's cocks. Both resting on the bed- the udder is taller than Eru is.

"I... need to... milk. S-so... so f-fuuuulll. I don't... I don't think Illia can hear me..."

Titania looked to the giant sphere for a moment. No... no, Illia definitely cannot hear her- you'd need ears to hear with. Illia continued to bloat fatter and fatter, rounder and rounder till she deformed into a perfect sphere! Well- she is squashed out sideways a bit under her own weight since her form is so soft, but is otherwise an uninterrupted sphere. Illia wasn't just gaining weight... she transformed into a boob. But... JUST the breast- no areola, no nipple, and none of her former Fae features, just an orb of fat, rubbery skin. Titania can see a wet spot with slightly flush skin that was formerly her lips, before her mouth was stretched out of existence too.

Titania went to reach for Illia and Eru quickly spoke up in surprise, squirming but unable to actually sit up. "W-wait, you will fuse with her if you touch her like that!"

"I know."

"Wh- why?"

"She has no mouth- she cannot eat, or move on her own, she needs me. I cannot leave her like this."

"But- but y- hrmmm."

Titania motioned with her hand how she wanted Eneth to move and they turned their rump to Illia before backing up into her, then standing on two legs before falling back- so Illia fused to both of their backs! Their wings fused to the flesh sphere first, spreading across its surface as prismatic veins. But in pushing back against the giant sphere- it also rolled back far enough to also touch Eru, who is unable to move out of the way! They all shrieked in pleasure overload- their conscious thoughts whited out in searing pleasure. They felt Illia fusing to Titania, but also Titania and Eru fusing to Illia, and Illia fusing to Eru all at the same time! Multiple perspectives of the same transformation because their nervous systems tangled together!!

Borrowing dog trait blueprints from Eneth, Titania managed to direct the changes enough to steal mass from Illia into her own body- and quickly started to sprout two more sets of breasts below her current ones! The growth of the new breasts pushing into the middle back curve of the giant top breasts caused them to roll to the sides, letting the new breasts grow forward between them. Eru sank entirely into the soft mass as if the sphere were made entirely of floating liquid, and managed to scramble her way out partially- facing backwards from Titania she pulled her upper body before the flesh started to blend together, but her udder was far too large and snagged on the inside too easily in Illia's tremendous ball of fat.

Stealing attributes from the udder that originally fed it, the Illia sphere became veiny at the base and muscle ribs formed within, creating a soft two-way divot to section it into four. Teats now the size of fire hydrants emerged from the front of each section, pooling a bit of wrinkly skin at their base as they wobble around. Eru's upper half emerges from the udder at the lowest point of the two way divot- so dead-center. She started hyperventilating as her original breasts- which had been unaffected till now started to rapidly bloat up! They were matching the size of Titania's original two, while the nipples on their ends were trying to match the mega-udder's hydrant-sized teats!

Titania didn't have a whole lot of control over the situation while her brain was being cooked by pleasure overload. Her middle two breasts swelled to the size of a medium beach ball, then the bottom two to the size of a medicine ball. They are much rounder and more taut than her original two- though they also weigh a lot less, to be fair. The breasts on Eneth's body however also started to grow with shared mass, the two on her chest and the last on her midriff swelling to the size of a huge pumpkin... which meant they now brush the ground- the nipples bent against the floor under them. The next two up from the crotch are the size of a small beach ball, the next the size of a medicine ball, the two on her upper midriff the size of a watermelon. At least the penis and balls cannot change size- because there is only one person in the mix with that trait.

Titania wobbled in place, catching her breath afterwards. Oooh wow there is a lot of weight hanging off them... and on them... and around them. Oberon heard their shriek of pleasure and rushed over though, now standing in the doorway bewildered.

"What... on... earth?"

Titania smiled at him a moment but her expression sobered up quickly and she shook her head. "Gather the men. Take anything of value that you can carry... and leave the kingdom." She made a few lumbering steps. "I will gather the women. They need the comfort of their queen."

As much as he wanted to find some way to untangle this mess- he knows a state of emergency when he sees one. Oberon has a duty to his people... he has to save those who are still salvageable. Save those who can be saved first... then worry about those left behind. There is likely no solution for them. While the king went out to declare the evacuation to the men, Titania wobbled about the castle trying to find Grace. Her collection of personal handmaidens is not yet complete- what is the fate of Grace, their goat-titted companion.

Every few hours you can hear a loud pop as the stone walls of yet another building explode open to let out a giant wall of billowing flesh. When Titania found Grace- it was a similar story. Her udders filled her entire bedroom on their own, and eventually ruptured the front wall into the hallway. Titania was not even able to get that far. She stood at the corner into the hallway- looking at the very ends of two teats pinched together in order to fit down the hall. Each teat is longer than a human is tall and wide enough that they need to be compressed together to fit in the hall length-wise, while taking up every bit of room. That means the other end of the hall is taken up with the teats from her other udder.

The wall of flesh slammed into the houses at the end of the street, at first mashing around the homes because it was so soft and amorphous, but then the bulk of its weight caught up and popped the houses under its bludgeoning mass like someone stepping on a grape. One of the homes rupturing allowed a nipple the size of a horse wagon to spring back straight, flying just over the street. The queen blushed and looked a bit nervous as she arose from the apex of the bloating, jumbled mass with a slew of handmaidens half-fused into where her lower body is SUPPOSED to be.

The chancellor just looks mortified, helping gather the men to evacuate down below. "My queen... please don't tell me this was also you're doing..?" He hoped at the very least this latest blight of merging parts was perhaps some force other than the simple meddling of their queen.

"Okay."

"..."

"...."

"Well say SOMETHING!!"

"Uh... n-nice weather we are having?"

Grace spoke up, her body fused into Titania from the hip down, about where Titania's pussy should have been- so they now both had the same pussy. "Well, technically it isn't her doing." She could not actually lift her torso- her twin goat udders are far too large, so the cone shaped teats bend against the ground under them- each as big around as a horse wagon and twice as long.

Titania nodded. "Yea! Wait... what?"

Eru spoke up from behind Titania as they are merged together facing different directions, though the giga-udder is now hanging from the base of where she fuses in rather than all around her. "My queen... that is what makes these changes the most embarrassing. No one changed us- you enabled the change. It is the individual who actually changes themselves. Consumed by our own pleasure and desire for a form perfect in balance of femininity and carnal desire."

Twin guards she had just recently absorbed spoke up- sharing a single pair of giant breasts, as their endowments had fused together. "And the result ironically not really resembling either, wholly."

Perhaps that was the true horror of it- to look at the bloated, wobbling abomination you were turning into and actually recognizing it. On some level it looks familiar because deep down inside some fraction of your psyche wanted this. Not like this, not the consequences of this- no- but it wanted this in some form of another. To be huge and obscene, an object of fertility and pleasure, never have to worry about anything, just feel good... forever. The buildings they destroy- the homes they tried to make, the objects they worked hard to buy, being destroyed because their thirst for this became stronger. Their lust for pleasure literally growing large enough to flatten all else, smothering everything else under its grotesque weight. And that is why no matter how horrific and twisted the writhing mass of flesh becomes, it remains equally beautiful, and pleasing. Both beautiful and horrible, unnatural in existence yet composed entirely of natural elements. An affront to nature... created by nature.

So no one blushes or falls silent because they burst through their clothing, and then the walls of their homes. When everyone is made to be nude, what then is the point of modesty? No. They blush and fall silent in embarrassment because they know this is a form of their own creation. This is their lust run rampant without the bonds of how the world should work to restrain it. They are a monster of their own making. They cannot just see your nude form- they can see what your obscene desires are, and how little control you really have over it in the end.

Oberon and the chancellor rushed around the kingdom gathering an increasingly huge army of all the men while Titania smothered entire streets and ruptures buildings below her increasingly huge and malformed body as she absorbs all the women into her own body. So none of them are alone. Their queen will guide them, no matter what. Their pleasures shared, magnified. Mind numbing bliss, every touch, every little movement feels so good. A former arm, adorned with an areola hand and nipples that were formerly fingers, slamming into a home, crushing it and dragging her forward. Rolling hills of breast clusters, rolling across the ground. Arms, torsos, heads painted with expressions of bliss all collected together between the divots and gaps between bloating hills, flesh bloated smooth and taut. Bouncing and jiggling, smooth, soft, and warm everywhere you look. Turgid throbbing nipples like cocks, enormously fat teats, leaking milk across their entire surface like a sprinkler system. Collections of erect teats wobbling around loosely on the ends of their breasts, sometimes rows of almost a dozen per breast! Nipples, teats, udders, breasts. Some lactating, some dry. Some firm, some supple. Female bodies partially fused together, rubbing up against one another in unending lust, an immortal female beauty. Every female form in an entire kingdom, immortalized together.

Eventually all of the men formed an army to march itself to the next nearest kingdom to regroup and decide what to do next. But when the time came to leave all of the women behind- Oberon did not follow.

The chancellor furrowed his bushy brows. "But... my king! A kingdom needs its king!"

"Aye, Faelor needed a king, and it got one. But Faelor is gone now, my old friend. The kingdom is dead. To make a new kingdom you will need a new king. I will stay here, with my beautiful queen. A captain goes down with his ship, and all that." They shook hands, but Oberon pulled him closer by it. "But make damn certain; none speak so much as a whisper to no others, you got it?"

He nodded. "I know. Should any woman learn of Faelor's fate... they may too break reality unknowingly, with an understanding never meant to be learned. We won't make this mistake again."

The men would go on to tell the neighboring kingdoms but one thing- that Faelor has fallen, and its grounds blighted by an unspeakable evil. They warned everyone to stay far, far away from its borders.

Titania erupted from the middle of the kingdom as all the flesh compressed back in on itself, in a moment turning back into a single body- a colossal woman! She spread wings made of rainbows that covered the entire visible sky, her impossibly long hair spiraling about her form and her eyes perpetually shifting between an infinite variable colors. For a moment she spoke with the voice of every woman in the kingdom as she flew over it, looking at the destruction the carnage wrought.

"We are Fem Faelor, at last we are... perfect. We exist beyond the veil of reality, where time cannot weather us. Immortal, and everlasting in our uninterrupted bliss!" She flinched a moment, bowing forward a bit as a bead of sweat formed on her brow. "But we must hurry."

She waved an arm out over the kingdom and colossal cliff sides tore free of the nearby mountains, swirling in the air as the stone was momentarily weightless. Giant trees, rocks, even snow and ice from the peaks wove themselves together at her beckoning. Fem Faelor created a nest around the entire kingdom, then built it up into walls, and finally a gargantuan dome- sealing the entire kingdom under a bubble of stone. She left only a small gap at the very peak, so she could tuck her giant wings in and fall from the sky, through the tiny gap.

Her body was already undulating unnaturally, wobbling, swelling in places. Titania could not hold this many minds in harmony for very long- so as soon as her body passed through the gap into the dome, it once again unfurled into an abomination of flesh, billowing and bloating in every direction, virtually filling the entire kingdom-wide bubble in spite of its size.

Oberon had a hell of a time trying to find her again. His bride among this writhing monstrosity of beauty. He walks on top of breasts- in the cleft of udders and tits so monumentally large that you would hardly even realize you were standing on a mammary at all. Wobbling nipples pointed straight up that are so large you'd mistake them for a small guard's tower. The women looked a bit embarrassed as they see their king walk past them, but he only smiles and nods. They moan, and writhe. Lock fingers together and kiss, feel one another. Perverse to be seen in a normal situation in, perhaps. But not this one. What else would he expect them to do? They are fused together- they could not get away from one another if they wanted to. No clothing will fit them. They do not need to eat, they do not even need to sleep technically. They are pleasure incarnate now- what else is left for them to do, but enjoy it? They cannot do anything else, but they can still enjoy themselves.

Oberon himself got a bit flustered- because the only way past to get to Titania was to scale a giant breast, but its taut curvature has no hand-holds for him to scale... it did however have a lot of OTHER breasts. It was one boob that had consumed at least ten other women. They were buried in its surface in two rows of five. The only part of the women still exposed is their face and the front of their torso- enough to let out their own breasts which were also huge... just not nearly as huge as the one that swallowed them. Each of these 'lesser breasts' were the size of a giant faire pumpkin, with nipples too long and wide to contain in a human hand, but not so large that Oberon could not still grab to hoist himself up. They did not have hands to help him with, but encouraged him to scale them. Every tug on their teats a jolt of pleasure for them- and the entire kingdom worth of women now all shared the same pleasures. When one of them feels it- they ALL feel it.

How did Oberon even know where to look, on a kingdom-sized blob of amorphous flesh? The one tiny hole at the apex of the dome- letting in a narrow pillar of light, pointing down to where Fem Faelor broke back into a hundred thousand breast amalgamations. The pillar of light made her crown glisten on her head. Where Titania's arms had been were just two more colossal breasts. Her actual torso a collection of breasts sitting on more breasts. Two sideways goat udders mark the bottom of her front- if you were to climb between the lowest breasts just above those you would find Grace's torso hidden in the cleavage. The two rows of breasts covered in golden fur behind that? What is left of Eneth. A cow udder so large the teats alone are the size of buildings- and where its base trails onto Eneth is where you will find the comparatively minuscule upper body of Eru.

Titania's upper torso remains intact, at the apex, though is so tiny compared to all the mammaries around her one could easily miss her. Her wings flutter behind her, though serve no purpose at this point.

She smiled warmly as Oberon approached. "Your majesty."

Oberon took his crown off and haphazardly tossed it to the curvature of her top breasts, watching it roll off the smooth surface and tumble to the ground somewhere far below. "There is no majesty here."

"You'd stay by me, even after all this? In a place of utter ruin?"

"And twisted beauty. You are still the women of the kingdom, no matter what state you are in. And you are still my queen. You made a mistake. A horrible mistake- but still just a mistake. No one meant for this, this is just how it worked out in the end. At the very least- you are all happy. It is the only thing you are capable of anymore." He chuckled as he plopped down in the long crevice between her left top breast and the breast that used to be her left arm. "I suppose in that sense- you really scammed the system. Whole point of life is the struggle against pain. Defining pleasure by contrasting pain. You threw the rule book out the window. There is no pain here, there is no struggle, there is just pleasure. You get the payoff without the work." He nodded a bit sadly to his own thoughts. "But, sometimes you want to put the work in. Some may say that is what gives the payoff its value in the first place."

Titania sighed, looking up at the pillar of light. "Perhaps, but no use dwelling on that now- I have eliminated the option."

There was a long paused before he looked at her again- the light twinkling in her prismatic eyes. "So you intend to say with them to the end? As I will you?"

"Hmm?"

"Ooh, don't play the fool, Titania. I know you can cure yourself whenever you want." She let out an abrupt, musical giggle. "Your transformation was first- and yet only lost control when you merged with the others. Even now, with the burden of a hundred thousand minds worth of pleasure tangled into your own nervous system, you maintain enough composure to hold a conversation. You have full control of this situation- you never lost that. They did."

"But they did, because of me. So I will stay with them, comfort them. Guide them."

He smiled and nodded, getting up again, carefully, on the wobbly surface. Oberon grabbed the crown off her head and tossed it off over his shoulder. "You were as good a queen as they gave you credit for. What do you say we put some of all this meat to use, eh? We only have the rest of eternity to kill." He dropped his pants next.

"Hmmmhmhmhm~" She dropped the final stone above them- plugging the hole, and Faelor fell into unending night. The queen and the king together in the dark among a sea of flesh, forevermore.