Celebration
When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade.
When life gives you milk, you make milkshake.
When life tries to take from you, you take it back.
You take it ALL the way back.
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Warning: This story contains transformation, growth, macro, mega macro, giga macro, breast expansion, lactation, butt growth and severe (yet sexy) destruction.
Celebration, by DragonMasterX.
The world was at her mercy. Demon Queen Sophia had triumphed over the forces of good, her armies had all human settlements occupied in every major kingdom, and the rebels were being purged. She stood tall and mighty; an amazon among females and a sexual monster before men. Sophia had all she could possibly want, endless power, the worship of her followers, and ownership of the king who she had charmed into betraying his own race, enabling her invasion to ultimately succeed. Demonkind would reign for the rest of eternity.
But things did not go as smoothly as Sophia had hoped, for where there are alliances there may be betrayal. King Thomas never meant to betray his own kind. He had been able to see through Sophia's true intentions, but after revealing them it had been too late to intervene; with the entire kingdom under her thumb, Sophia was the most powerful demon in the world. The powers that be, however, gave humanity a last chance. With Thomas a mere sexual toy turned human, he was the closest a mortal could ever get to the Demon Queen. A group of discreet insurgents known as the holy guardians snuck one day into her fortress and endowed Thomas with a spell that would take care of their problem. There was no conceivable way to destroy Sophia given her constantly growing source of power, so only one other solution became apparent.
It was during intercourse that the spell was meant to take effect. Sophia had molded Thomas into the perfect man to sate her needs, a trite effect in comparison to what her power could unleash upon a mortal. A creature of lust, the Demon Queen spent a great deal of time with her favorite pet. Her charm undone by the holy order of knights, Thomas did his best to remain compliant to her every whim to keep Sophia from suspecting a thing. The beastly demoness threw her boy toy into the bed where she always humped him to unconsciousness, and tonight was going to be no different. Her pride and insatiable lust proved to be her own downfall, as mid-coitus, Sophia began to feel weaker and weaker, until finally Thomas was able to take charge. "What-what is this?!" she cried, disgruntled by the way Thomas had easily turned the tables.
"I'm afraid ye aren't in control anymore, m'lady." For once, Thomas felt empowered, in spite he was only using what the Queen had provided.
"You! I gave you everything, and this is how you repay me?!" The weakening demoness couldn't resist the bindings of light appearing around her body. Thomas seemed larger as the binds tightened around her, compressing her. The man held her tighter, making Sophia whimper in mixed pain from humiliation and the pleasure of his manhood feeling bigger inside of her. Everything seemed larger. No, she was actually shrinking. "Th-this... this cannot be! Say something, Thomas, did you not plead your unending love to me?!"
But Thomas said nothing. He simply continued doing as the holy guardians had asked. Thomas was tired of being subservient, he was sick of being pushed around by the Demon Queen. He was going to save humanity with a final thrust. "Y-you fool, you think yourself a hero?!" Sophia laughed as bindings covered her eyes and glued her limbs and arms to her body, "You may seal me away, human, but in time my power will reach its peak, and on that day, I will rule this earth again. You're only delaying the inevitable!" she shrieked at her lover. The bindings of light finally silenced her mouth.
"Good riddance," Thomas thought as he finally came, causing Sophia to let out a final muffled moan before she was completely bound into the light egg. The egg shrank to a size no larger than a firefly before it eventually disappeared from sight. Thomas fell down on his butt and watched as sunlight poured inside the room. The king was satisfied, but curiosity grasped his attention as he noticed his semi-flaccid member still glowing after the intercourse for a few more moments before the shining disappeared. He paid no mind to it. Humanity was finally free of the Demon Queen, forever.
Angel's eyes flung wide open as she woke up from the same nightmarish dream she had been having for the last ten years. "Dear lord, the images are so vivid lately and so... explicit..." she felt warmth gather at her nether regions, clearly stimulated by the unholy fantasies projected into her mind. "I need to stop reading that fiction stuff before going to bed," Angel put a hand to her right temple, slowing her breathing to calm down. Her cell-phone startled her with a loud alarm ring. "Ahh!" Angel nearly fell of the bed, scrambling to seize the phone in her hand to stop it. "Aw man, it's already time to go to work...? Nngh..."
Evangeline Summers was a 26 year old on a full-time office job. It wasn't what she had dreamed for, but it paid her bills and let her live in comfort. With her parents deceased and no relatives living nearby, finding her place in the world had become a big challenge for the pretty Denver girl. This year had been particularly tough on Angel, having been unable to get the promotion she wanted, much less the vacation she deserved. Her boss worked her hard, her peers were all competitively devious, and she simply had no time to make friends she could confide in. She was ready to say goodbye to every bad moment of the year and looked forward to the upcoming New Year, wishing for it to be a better one.
Angel hadn't been able to save up enough for a car, so she had to take the bus to her downtown office building every day. Between traffic and typical transit hurdles, it wasn't uncommon for Angel to be tardy. "15 minutes over the clock... ugh, Mrs. Hubert's gonna chew me out again!" she was growing anxious, gripping the seat in front of her, her doe eyes shiftily looking about for a distraction to help with her nerves. "Why does the office have to be so far from my apartment? Why can't they pick us up, they spend millions in stupid amenities they don't even use..." she muttered, her legs knocking onto each other as her fingers dug down on the head rest of the seat in front.
The passenger beside Angel had put up with her for several blocks already and was getting irritated at her squirming, and was about to call her out before Angel suddenly bounced up. "Yes, finally my stop! Excuse me."
Angel squeezed out of her seat and hurried to the descending steps out of the bus. The passenger that was left behind frowned at the rude girl before moving to Angel's seat to let another passenger sit down. "What the hell...?" he blinked after noticing the headrest on the seat in front of him was gashed, stuffing pouring out as if a jungle cat had used it to sharpen its claws. "Whoa, that woman must've been really stressed out."
The office was packed. Between clients seeking personal assistance and potential buyers discussing details with the personnel, Angel thought she was going to have an easier time slipping into her cubicle unnoticed. Life decided to give her a boot to the head instead. "Good EVENING, Ms. Summers!"
"Ahh!" Angel froze in place next to one of her peers' work-station as Mrs. Hubert, her boss, loomed over her. At five foot three, Angel had always been on the short side, so she was often regarded as the irritating cutie in her office. Cute or not, Mrs. Hubert seemed like she was about to pop a gasket and bury Angel in insults about her incompetence. Angel mentally prepared herself, feeling the eyes of her fellow co-workers staring at what was going to be a punishing sight. She blushed in embarrassment, knowing what was happening, but all Angel could really perceive was Mrs. Hubert flapping her mouth. The contour of her face became ruined with shriveling skin, marking her anger. Angel however couldn't hear her. There was a certain part of her blocking all those insults, further detaching the girl from reality. In Angel's mind, she wasn't being yelled at. The image in her brain was of Angel standing atop the smug old woman and instead of being the meek and shy girl she usually was, Angel was finally shutting Mrs. Hubert up for everyone in the office. The feeling of dominance as opposed to submission made Angel feel better about herself, and no amount of apology from Mrs. Hubert seemed to satisfy Angel's ego. Unfortunately, no amount of fantastic day-dream was enough to stop the old windbag's voice from snapping Angel back to reality.
"Get your boney ass to work or I'm firing you, Summers!" Hubert said from her office before slamming the door behind her. Angel found herself to be flustered, but not from the yelling, she was used to that. Angel's imagination had left her with wanton arousal and unfamiliar warmth in her chest. Flustered or not, Angel hurried to her desk and worked for the rest of the day, doing her best to ignore the tightness in her uniform.
December was a busy season, what with mortality rates rising and the bustling streets full of people making their Christmas purchases. Angel didn't have the luxury of days off, but her apartment was going to be pretty empty just like the previous year. Angel wasn't much of a party girl, plus she didn't feel like celebrating anything. Day after day she spent slaving away, keeping mostly to herself.
She was feeling uncomfortable, her clothes wouldn't fit as they used to, Angel felt like she was going to burst from the heat in the office in spite of it being around 18 Celsius; she wondered if this had to do with her biological clock or something like that. On Monday, Angel had to buy a new pair of bras because she finally realized her old ones did not fit anymore. Her feet ached when she walked her high heels, making her resort to going to work with her jogging tennis sneakers.
Angel could feel her mind wandering off more and more every day, coming up with wilder, more elaborate fantasies that were so vivid in image that Angel sometimes ended acting out on them. On Tuesday, she found herself in the middle of a heated argument between two of her female co-workers, who had decided to turn morning coffee break into a flame war. "Shut them up both," a voice inside of her head commanded, "I can't hear myself think." Angel snapped back to reality when she heard two squeals of her co-workers and widened her eyes after realizing she had one hand on each girl's chests. "Ahh! I'm so sorry! Sorry!" Angel had to work her excuse, but she managed to get out of that one; the rest of the morning was spent in silence. On Wednesday some of the office workers claimed hearing Angel moaning inside of the bathroom, while on Thursday rumors began to spread she was on experimental drugs, since she appeared taller than normal.
Come Friday, people had already started to become wary of Angel. Sure, she had always seemed ditzy and perhaps clumsy, but she was run-off-the-mill meek. Now people actually paid attention to her, mostly girls trying to find out what Angel had done to improve her stature and measurements. One of the more competitive co-workers, Emma Stills, actually approached to inquire. "Hey, Angel, come here. I wanna talk to you."
Angel didn't like leaving her cubicle, since Mrs. Hubert loved to pick on her for any little reason it seemed. Lately though Angel had to admit people were bullying her less, which was maybe attributed to her late-bloomer growth spurt. She had only noticed it a couple days ago, but she had put an impressive three inches in that short time! Angel wondered if she had eaten anything odd, and part of her wished she knew what so she could stuff herself full of it. Nevertheless Emma insisted in talking to Angel during work-hours, and eventually Angel decided to see what this was about.
During coffee break, Emma cornered Angel and, for a change, looked up at the pretty doe eyed girl. "Okay, look. It's no secret you've been acting odd, so spill it. What're you on? I want to know." Angel felt fear grasp her; she had been fortunate enough that she had never felt this threatened before in her life. But now it was happening and she felt uncomfortable about it. She wanted it to stop.
"I... I don't know what you're talking about Emma, I really don't. Now, you're a bit too close, I uhm..."
"Stop faking, bitch. Everyone knows you're taking some sort of vitamin for height improvement. I want to know what it is!" Angel tried to slide off but Emma put a hand on the wall on each side of Angel. Angel couldn't believe it, what had she done to get on Emma's bad side; it's not like it was her fault she was still a growing girl and Emma wasn't!
"If she won't move. Then move her." That voice in Angel's head resounded again, making Angel's fingers twitch into rigidity as if a goose-bump had just jolted her spine. Emma was still trying to prove her argument by using more slanderous words, but Angel couldn't stop paying attention to how her lips moved, never mind what was coming out of them. There was no way out other than pushing Emma, but Angel wasn't a violent person, she didn't want any trouble. Emma knew this probably, which kept her position firm. "Make her quake." The words resonated within Angel, and before she could realize what she was doing she suddenly pushed herself away from the wall.
Emma's eyes widened like plates as all of a sudden Angel's lips positioned themselves on hers, pressing together for a kiss she had not expected. Stunned, the blonde couldn't do much more than stare at Angel's closed eyes as the once petite girl forced her to deep-french. A radical amount of lust based heat was emanating in Angel's groin, pushing her to continue. The warmth spread to her voluptuous chest that soon proceeded to become tight against her underwear again. Emma felt outraged. This bitch had not only decided to grow taller than her, but she had also the gall to humiliate her like this? Emma felt her cheeks blush with pent-up frustration multiplied by whatever factor of rage-inducement this moment was causing, yet for some reason she couldn't do anything. Emma couldn't fight, she couldn't struggle. She couldn't stop.
Their tongues were whipping at each other with no clear winner in the struggle. Angel seemed lost to a trance while Emma fought her frustration with aggressiveness, as if fighting for the control she was rapidly losing. The moment quickly passed for Angel, who soon came to her senses and shuffled to the right in a panic, realizing what she had done. "Gah! Emma! What the...? I'm sorry I didn't mean to...!" This time Angel was interrupted by a hefty pull beneath her sternum. Looking down to notice her swollen chest, Angel freaked out and pushed the limp and disoriented Emma away. Angel disappeared into the office's bathroom, where her reflection proved of no comfort to the distressed girl.
Angel quickly reached for her shirt and undid all the buttons on it, relief piling up with each one she flicked off. Angel was shocked when she saw the flesh of her mounds attempting to spill above her bra, her nipples marked against the cups also showed wet stains ruining the fabric. "What's happening to me...?" she was flabbergasted, sensations alien to her body funneling through the nerves heading down her nipples that parted to allow liquid to leak out. She couldn't understand what was happening to her. Angel had just kissed Emma, her breasts had enlarged and now she leaking milk all over her increasingly wetter bra! Then she saw her. The reflection staring back at Angel was none other than herself, but instead of grasping on the bathroom's counter, she was leaning back with a provocative smirk, arms on her neck, chest thrust out.
Perhaps the most baffling thing around these circumstances was the fact no one had been alerted about the kiss with Emma. Maybe there was some luck at work after all. The reflection stared back at Angel with a cocky smile, making her look down at the fine set of DDs she now sported. Heavy weight in the form of slushiness put Angel off, making her wish she wasn't turning into some sort of top-heavy milk machine. "I'm not going to be able to get out of the office without drawing everyone's attention..."
"And why should that matter?" the reflection laughed girlishly, fondling her enormous breasts while letting out sultry moans. Angel shook her head, blinking her eyes several times. "In fact, don't you want everyone to get a good look at the new you?"
"Th-there's no new me! This is odd... it's very weird. Ugh, I'm talking to myself!" the distressed, busty woman put a hand to her right temple, feeling overwhelmed as she rested her wide hips on the counter. They felt tight against her uniform as well; everything about her felt warm and tight, as if she had been bound in tight flaming bandages like a mummy that has just been torched. Angel looked up at her sultry reflection but instead found only a black version of herself a week ago. Shorter, flatter, definitely not milking either. The other Angel waved as if saying good-bye and turned around, ready to leave. Angel rubbed her eyes and the reflection went back to her cocky self, this time pursing her lips into a pouty beckoning smooch.
"Don't you want the attention? I sure do!" the cocky Angel giggled, holding up her large mammaries before squeezing them out of their confines. Angel bit her lower lip, backing away as if her reflection had threatened her with a gun. It was then that she realized her hands were also grasping her huge boobs, kneading them eagerly. The fondling made Angel gasp, and then she realized she was actually milking herself, finishing soaking her bra in milk that promptly started leaking through as if it had been on a wet tissue of paper. The young woman gasped, feeling pleasure at the tip of her nipples that she had never felt before; she quickly discarded her bra and leaned over the hand wash, her moaning growing in volume as she helplessly squeezed, drawing out the milk making her feel so heavy. She immediately felt relief, but that was soon followed up by the confining sensation surrounding her curves intensify. Unbeknownst to Angel, she had started growing taller the moment she began to fondle herself just like her reflection had encouraged to; Angel only added a couple more inches in overall size, but it was enough to make her shoes and stockings feel painfully tight. Angel however wasn't as surprised by this as much as she was by the sheer amount of breast milk that she watched wash away with water she inevitably had to turn on.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" the sultry voice invaded her thoughts once more, but Angel was sure she was no staring at her own reflection again. It was talking to her in her head now. "Let me out, I'll make you feel much, much better. You'll suffer less."
"Suffer? What do you mean suffer?" quizzed a panting Angel. She had nearly come through the intense milking session. Now all she wanted was to be home, but she felt unnerved after that last claim. "Who are you? What do you want with me?! Are you doing this to me?!"
"You're doing this to yourself," the voice giggled "The more you fight the change, the more your body rebels against you. Just let me out and I'll make it better, I promise."
"Just what..." Angel was about to further inquire when she heard loud steps approaching her general direction. She turned her head to the entrance; sure that someone was going to come in. Then she turned her eyes to the hand wash, spotless. Holding her impressive yet fortunately lighter boobs in her hands, Angel nearly jumped inside one of the stools.
With the two co-workers coming and going, Angel decided this wasn't the place or time to hold a conversation with herself. Perhaps Emma had been right and she had ingested something she shouldn't have. Angel immediately rethought her earlier idea to take more of whatever had made her develop like this, especially now that she seemed to have developed a minor case of psychosis or schizophrenia.
After waiting for the coast to be clear, Angel, ignoring the voice in her head, made sure to make her exit as quietly and discreetly as possible, and avoiding as many people as she could. Her top would simply not button up all the way up like before, so while making her escape she could not help turn an excessive number of heads her cleavage's way. It wasn't until she was at home that Angel felt safe from anyone's prying eyes. Somehow, she had made it to the privacy of her apartment without going insane from the slut in her head rambling and going on about being 'let out'. "Are you a part of me?" she finally asked while sitting down among her ruined clothes inside of her bathroom.
"As part of you as your flesh and blood are. Now, how about letting me out?"
"W-wait, just who are you?"
"I don't see a reason to answer that question."
"Well I-I don't see a reason to let you out then, whatever that means!"
"Clever, but don't think for a moment that you're the one in control, girl. The New Year approaches, and with it, my final chance at freedom. Don't think for a moment that I will allow a pathetic little mortal to foil me again, I am VERY good at holding grudges."
"What are you going to do to me if I let you out?"
"I'll take over your pathetic little body and reshape it to fit my greatness; and then, I'll take over this world as it's my right as Queen!"
"But what about me...?"
"You are a weakness to this body. My first move after taking over will be to expel you like waste." Angel's heart suddenly sank to the pit of her stomach.
"Y-you're nuts! I'm calling a doctor, or a psychiatrist, or an exorcist, or all of them! I don't want you around anymore, lady!"
"Oh, do try to get me out of your body. The only way you could do that is to drain every last drop of blood from your body. Hahaha, did you think I was in your head? News flash, mortal, I am you just as you are me. We're inseparable, now and forever."
"If that's true, then why haven't you taken over already, huh?!" Angel shot right at her other self, who fell silent for a few moments.
"That is not for you to question. Now, once more. Let. Me. Out."
"You can't come out until I willingly give you permission!" Angel deduced, grinning. The voice was silent again for a few moments.
"I swear to you, right now, I am going to make your life hell, so be sure to choose your next words carefully." This time, an intimidated Angel fell silent instead. "That's what I thought. But you'll see I'm not that big of a heartless bitch- I'll give you time to make this as painless on yourself as possible. You have until New Years' Eve to decide. I'll go take a nap in the meantime, how about it?"
"You nap? But didn't you say we're one and the same?"
"Maybe I lied. Maybe I'm just an alien parasite in your body, or maybe you finally snapped and everything's gone bonkers. The truth of the matter is, Christmas Eve is tomorrow and I hate the holiday. I'll see you later...!"
Angel saw a flash of lighting before thunder struck. She was left scared as well as confused. Had she really gone nuts? She had two growth spurts one after another, and she was also lactating now. Angel couldn't see the logic behind this, but she knew it was a fact; touching her tits revealed they were already sloshy again. Biting her lips out of anxiety, Angel contemplated her move... for seven days.
Seven days could fly right by someone's head when they thought they were going to die by the end of the last. Angel's life had suddenly become infinitely more complicated: Her body had undergone radical changes and the more the deadline approached, they greater they became. By the third day, Angel was unable to go to work. She didn't space out, grope or kiss co-workers anymore, but the constant need to be excused to go milk herself was turning into a problem. Angel's nerves almost reached a peak when more and more people approached her every day, as if drawn by her increased beauty; jealousy or admiration didn't matter anymore, they all blended into attention that Angel seemed to be in no mood to relish now. Even Emma was seeking her out like an addict on withdrawal, creeping the poor woman out even more.
"Why me...?" Angel had no memory of ever having angered a major deity, much less done anything of negative karmic consequences. She had mostly kept to herself all of her life, and now she was going to die because someone wanted her to be some sort of over-stacked milk maid! There seemed to be no way out. There was no one to turn to either, Angel was too afraid to come out, too nervous to pick calls up; she had been fired by now, she just knew it. Her life had just spiraled out of control in less than two weeks. Just like that irritating voice had said Angel had no control anymore!
Scared witless, she simply waited. Every night, the nightmarish dream became clearer. Angel realized the images depicted how this situation had actually come to be. The demon in the dream, Sophia, was none other than the Demon Queen who had been sealed millennia ago by King Thomas. What nobody had realized was that the demon's curse had not disappeared at all, merely trapped within Thomas's body. And he had passed it on to his offspring, and to their offspring, and so on. With every century that passed, a bind cut loose, allowing Sophia to gain strength. Sophia was trapped within Evangeline Summers, direct descendant of King Thomas. Demon blood coursed through her veins, she realized. It wasn't just the demon within her body, but also the demon's growing power trapped inside of her.
By the 31st of December, Angel had finally deduced what was going on. Every time the seal weakened more and more, and Sophia's god-like power was returning in bursts of energy that Angel's body had absorbed, making Angel larger and more feminine, as well as younger looking. Everything about Angel had improved, she could feel it physically. Mentally, she had been a wreck due to the threats, but now she knew what to do. "Are you going to free me?" Sophia asked with what Angel could picture was an evil grin.
"I'm going to free something." Angel looked out of her window, there was only half hour left before the New Year came on about.
"Glad we have an understanding! Now simply let me out, say you'll let me out!"
"No." Angel began to grin as she unbuttoned her blouse. She had dressed as if she was going to go out for a party. In a way, she was going to do just that. "I'm going to let myself out!"
"What? NO!" Sophia cried out from within. Angel looked down at her bosom, cringing slightly as she felt it tighten against her blouse.
"Y-yes. I figured it out... I'm not going to let you out, but I'm not going to kill myself over this either." Angel stuttered a bit, panting as her fingers suddenly twisted back and her wrist snapped, bone shifting as her skin began to turn a light shade of red. Everything made sense now: She had lost control of her life because she had been trying to hold herself back; all Angel had to do was simply let go and embrace what she was becoming instead of fighting it. "You were right, Sophia. We're one and the same and this means that I'm growing as strong as you are!" she claimed, then smiled, "No, perhaps even stronger!"
"A mortal, stronger than me?! I'll make you eat those words!"
"You can't," Angel smiled wider, her teeth suddenly morphing into fangs as she grinned. A deep blackness began to spread on her sclera like a pool of once clear water being darkened by pouring ink. Her irises turned an inhuman yellow as an aura of malicious purple energy enveloped her. "Not anymore." The woman squeezed her hand into a ball, as if crushing an invisible insect trapped in her palm. Groans of pleasure escaped her mouth as Angel's impressive bust began to grow larger, followed suit by her alluring behind. Her hips flared even wider than they were, tearing her skirt a nice hole behind as the fabric was stretched to its limits. Angel did not hold her moans back as she felt every bone in her body snap loudly at once while every single muscle commenced an expansion that would have no end. Lengthening legs pulled her stockings apart right down the middle as her feet popped bright red claws right out of her footwear. Her clawed toes curled in anticipations as her hands morphed into beautiful yet deadly claws as well with every nail looking as sharp as a blade, and every bit beautiful as translucent ruby. Angel's skin was brightening further, becoming a hellish red to symbolize the deepening of her bodily changes.
Her elegant uniform became increasingly torn as the swelling of her lady bits continued, leaving behind any notion of shameful proportions as her breasts increased several sizes before they finally forced her top to explode. Those sloshing gazongas spilled out, bouncing like the dangerously bloated milk containers they were. Angel held by her reddening breasts with a welcoming sigh of pleasure as her body creaked and expanded taller, further assisting the destruction of her clothes. Her hair that cascaded against her back flowed straighter than ever, taking on a jet-black sheen as it grew longer. Her entire body was glowing brightly like a candle.
As Angel developed further and further, pressure in several areas distracted her from the bliss of her transformation. Lines around her body began to draw themselves on top of her fair, youthful looking skin. Runes born of power encompassed her body, circling her thick, womanly hips and zigzagging along her long lady legs. The pattern flowed like a dragon on each arm and circled her back around twice, accentuating her enormous breasts. Angel doubled over as she brought her hands up to her head, where two bumps had appeared. These began to gain length and girth at an unstoppable pace, curling around her fingers as if bone itself had decided to split apart from her skull. The brownish protuberances bloated into twin horns. "Ahh! I-I'm growing horns... these markings, it's all working to make me more powerful, I can feel it!" She was grazing the ceiling with the tip of her horns already. Angel looked up at the scratches on the ceiling left behind by the tips and moaned as the swell of energy began to focus on her entire body at once.
Her head crashed past the ceiling at great speed as Angel expanded ten feet vertically in less than a couple of seconds. Fortunately, the next floor had been vacated due to the neighbor most likely leaving for the family gathering. Angel moaned, dumbfound by the pleasure and possibilities. Her head just had grown into the next floor, her body most likely having filled her now pathetic apartment. She wriggled about, smashing everything underneath her with her massive ass and sexy hips. She felt so free! Angel's claws were pressed against the side walls, she could feel another growth spurt like that would make her arms go through just as easily as a pencil tears through sheets of wet paper. "The demon's power, it's so amazing...!" she declared with glee as she went on to test her hypothesis, willing herself bigger.
The red horned woman's clothes gathered in tatters directly under her thighs, a testament of the human vestiges they once used to cover. Everything like that that Angel had once owned had been demolished by her enlarging form; everything in her apartment building was shaking, ready to join them. Angel closed her other-worldly yellow eyes, moaning with deviant lust as her hands crushed holes into the neighboring rooms. Angel swelled to massive proportions, growing into the next floor, then to the one following that. Her weight was increasing at a rate the lower part of the apartment building could not support; it was all cracking underneath her bulk. Angel was so lost in the growth process that she was unable to tell when the floor under her gave and caused her to fall. Her ass smothered and instantly flattened whatever was underneath her. "I'm breaking everything, my body is so large...!" she cried out in ecstasy, stretching back with great relief as her immense boobs tore through the buildings, her nipples spurting milk into the neighboring building as her giant tits broke out of hers. "I feel good, oh so good... This is wrong, so wrong... I'm destroying it, I'm breaking my house, I'm breaking everyone's houses!" she screamed out in ecstasy, crushing the apartment further by grabbing her massive breasts to give them rough squeezes from underneath, helping them coat the building in front with ridiculously thick streams of white sweetness.
Pressure was gathered at the base of her tail-bone. Everything she had ever learned about human anatomy was further ruined when her tailbone pushed out and tore right outside of her body in a triangular shape. The shape pushed out further until Angel realized a long appendage was sliding out and above her perfectly big buttocks, curling down between her ass cheeks as her body continued to run out of space to fit inside the vibrating building. Angel could feel that appendage become longer and longer, working its way down her back thighs and her legs, completing a tail.
Then the feeling of pressure focused on her back, drawing Angel's attention away from her profusely lactating knockers. She whimpered as this time she could feel pain searing through her shoulder blades. Angel let out an almost bestial roar, momentarily losing control of her power as it forced her body to swell taller and taller still. She hugged herself, groaning out a weak phrase: "Make me big, make me stronger! Body, don't stop growing!" Angel knew her body would respond to the orders. Her bodily runes glowed brightly as they translated the commands into magic effect, making her sigh in relief as her humongous breasts continued to push out of the building with their growth, her ass following suit and finally smashing its way outside along with her new tail. Angel's claws still couldn't reach the shedding skin behind her, but the expansion of her entire body and curves was helping a great deal keeping her from going insane from the pain.
She let out whimpers as she felt the bumps grow out and split apart, then grow larger before splitting yet again. It was bone that was pushing out, but the process was so sudden instead of gradual unlike her horns and tail that Angel was unable to stop to enjoy it, much less stop the process at all. Long yet thin bone-like extremities began to stretch out and grow in size, staying perfectly symmetrical on both sides and distance from each other. Angel gasped when they stopped enlarging, the pain subsiding as muscle fiber, articulations and finally skin began to cover them. She felt several layers of durable yet flexible membrane come out from the lower rim of each appendage, forming a blanket of semi-transparent skin that fully completed her bat-like wings. A triumphant roar of ecstasy left Angel's lips as she flexed her new wings and finally freed her body. The old Denver apartment building exploded in a rain of bricks, glass and metal as the rising giantess finally became too much for it. Angel grinned as she leaned down, using her claws to dust herself off from the dirt and materials bouncing off her perfectly red body. Then she balled her powerful claws and spread her massive wingspan that would have blocked the sun had it been not been night. Angel flapped those gigantic wings, testing them out by beating them as strong as she could. Her body became larger and larger as she lifted off, amazed by how her feet were leaving the remains of her apartment building. "I'm flying! I can fly...! This is awesome!"
But this was only the beginning. It was only about five minutes left until New Years' announced Angel thought; she had to give everyone in the city a reason to celebrate. "Yes, my ascension!" she brought her arms back and leaned back after landing, causing a small tremor that shook the immediate vicinity. "Celebrate. My. ASCENSION!" she shouted loudly, willing more power into her body. Angel began to rise with unprecedented speed, her gigantic body surging past apartment-size and into several thousand feet in mere moments. Once impressive structures build to last for generations were bumped off their supports as Angel's hips knocked into them. They were also widening yet again, giving the young-looking woman even more attractive looks. Her breasts were becoming mountains of flesh, producing lakes-worth of sustenance that no doubt was soon going to make its way out. Angel's boobs became so large that she couldn't help bending down on her knees, panting with her serpentine-like tongue lolling out past her lush lips.
By now whole blocks were flattened under her legs and butt, Angel was so absolutely absorbed in her expansion that she was unable to properly notice. It wasn't until bright lights with thunderous blasts started filling the skies she was rapidly approaching that she realized she had already met her deadline. "Ahh!" she whimpered instead of crying out her victorious roar as she had planned to. A blush tinted her youthful face as she bit her lower lip and noticed how her tits were dangerously bouncing before her eyes. "Th-the fireworks! Ahhh... h-hitting muh-my breasts!" she moaned out in ecstasy, pleasure gathering at her nipples before all of a sudden, Denver saw its first white rain.
Milk began to pour down in thick droplets at first, smashing cars and other man-made structures as Angel's improved boobies rained high-lactose destruction everywhere. With her body towering over the city in such a casual position, Angel was unable to do much other than enjoy feeling all that pent-up milk in her breasts release more and more calcium-rich goodness over the suburbs. People began to escape the suddenly-grown giantess in the wake of her profuse lactation while others could not resist staying behind to sample the delicious treat this massive woman had blessed them with.
Unaware of their pitiful existences, Angel ignored the many people who had started the New Year worshipping her like a deity. A cult had been already raised in her honor, putting off the belief of the many other foiled attempts at the beasts of Armageddon popular media had raised. Instead, this hourglass-curvy sample of a devil woman was all that the city was thinking about, as if every other notion of doom had suddenly poof'd into thin air. Angel's runes were glowing brightly again, this time without her consent, all due to the sudden influx of worship she was receiving on top of the constantly growing source of infinite power her blood gave her.
"Ahhh, what's this...? It feels like I'm channeling more and more power from somewhere else...!" The thousands feet tall giantess let out loud shrieks of pleasure, panting as her lactation was interrupted only for her breasts to gain yet even more size. Her thick and inviting rump swelled out, crushing entire buildings under beautifully red ass cheeks. Angel's runes were channeling those worshipping people's dedication and admiration, which only worked to multiply the effects of her body-enhancing magic. Angel's wings flapped happily behind her as her tail twitched, slicing structures down with its involuntary jerk reflexes due to the unfathomable pleasure she was feeling. The worship of people was making her feel as if thousands of little hands were massaging her feet, groping her chest and ass and making her body in general feel like she was in the hottest spa ever. In many ways, this was true. Doubling over from the pleasure had caused her breasts to squish against the city while her kneeling position kept her butt crushing everything underneath it. But those tiny little people who had stayed behind and did not have enough with the flood of milk actually had made it their job to touch the expanding giantess' body. Distributing along the soles of her feet that were like small neighborhoods were the people obsessed with her feet, doing their collective best to relax their new goddess.
The citizens who couldn't stop staring at her tits and ass actually managed to climb her perfect skin to grope and squeeze, joining for massages while only the craziest actually went for the more sensitive places like Angel's nipples or her tail base. Some of them had even gone as far as to climb her monumental legs, like ants dutifully marching up to where her maidenhood was located. Angel finally noticed those little dots moving about on her body, doing their best to please and satisfy her. "Ohhhh! Y-you're all... ahhh... doing this for me...?" she gasped, hands trembling as she felt herself weaken and become a slave to the pleasure. Her female juices were running down her thighs and legs, washing many of her followers back down; modesty hit her once again as Angel realized all of these people were actually enamored with her body, and would do anything to see it improve. This reminded her of the post-Christmas days where she actually avoided the attention out of sheer embarrassment, which made her reconsider her situation. Angel had worshippers now; her power was increasing without stop. She could feel Denver falling to her breasts, knees, legs and ass, her body fully encompassing the city in mere moments, adding more and more worshippers the greater her mass expanded. This situation was testament to what her life was becoming, a life of power and domination, a world that owed everything to her and herself alone. Unable to withstand all those thoughts of empowerment she came again, flooding the city with her orgasmic juices.
A goofy smile appeared on Angel's face as she collapsed from exhaustion, involuntarily grinding her hips against the shrinking city as she grew larger and larger, her tongue draped over the city as she pressed her head down. Every minute she added hundreds of extra feet of height, more followers added themselves to the cult, which in turn fueled her power-channeling runes, boosting her growth; it was a seemingly endless cycle. At one point, Angel's body had become big enough to completely make the Colorado city disappear under her sexy bulk, and it was then that she finally regained enough control of her motions to actually rise back up. Standing up proved a difficult enterprise given how curvy she had recently become, her balance upset by her marvelous tits and enormous ass. The sudden change in perspective became clear once her eyes surveyed all the conglomerations of tiny little lights all around her. More cities, dwarfed cities; cities where no doubt the news of a rising demoness had reached. Angel could feel her body collect all those worshipping thoughts, screams for attention, and even the orgies organized in the name of the Demon Goddess.
Her height was such that it had to be measured in miles so far; her beautifully transformed body reflected the moonlight over the population of the state of Colorado, her shadow reaching for miles. "Hmm, my little worshippers might not survive me walking about. Isn't there a way to keep them...? Oh!" With a devious smirk, Angel focused in all those almost invisible dots on her body and feet, wanting them all to fly away. Each and every human being in her body briefly let out a collective moan of disappointment before a collective cheer almost deafened even Angel as her telekinesis tucked them all safely away into her cleavage. "Extra soft padding, boys and girls," she playfully said, making sure to keep her "collection" spell up to scoop anyone who was worshipping her. As her body increased in size, so did the space between her boobs, and the increasingly bigger number of followers empowering Angel was of no comparison to her rate of growth, thus allowing for infinite storage space.
They had the perfect spot to watch her outgrow the entire goddamn state. "Mmm... I can feel you all squirming in there, do you like your VIP seats, everybody? You're all my special guests," the demoness said with a cute smile, one of her canines playfully poking out from under her lips; in spite of her terrifying size and demonic features, every single one of her followers, male or female, was smitten by her youthful looks and pretty face. Her tail was wagging energetically behind her, realizing that while she was eager to have her body outdo everything the world had to offer, she had no reason to foolishly destroy her secondary source of god-like might.
Angel heard a loud growl suddenly, holding by her stomach, invisible to her sight thanks to her ridiculously enormous bosom. She didn't want to part her tits either, as she didn't want her collection of worshippers to fall off, but it was clear the sound was coming from her gut. Angel was hungry. "Mmm, what can a growing girl my size get?" she pondered as she twisted her gorgeous body to the side and looked far and across the little state for any form of sustenance. Lush green caught her attention on the east by a diminutive patch of blue, which she had to guess was a lake. Angel licked her lips, beyond simple concerns such as taste and flavor, her slim tummy was demanding food, and she would have food.
Nearing five hundred miles, Angel threw herself at the nearby forest, smooshing whichever collection of locations that happened to be there under her hefty boobage. Angel's claws swiped over the patch of green and uprooted half of the forest at once, holding it like viridian caviar in her cupped hand. Licking her chops, the demoness feasted on the entirety of her catch, devouring plant and animal life alike, her belly aching for more. She swiped again and fed her waiting mouth with more of the forest before she decided to approach the issue of hunger differently. Pushing her hands down, she leaned down, having to roll her body on top of her firm mammaries so her nose almost bopped the shrinking forest. Licking her lips again, Angel opened her mouth wide and chomped, loving how the delicious nutrients from the earth filled her. She chomped again, taking out a good patch of land at once and began to tear through with reckless abandon. Angel never knew the ground could be eaten, but now that she was doing it, she didn't want to stop. That was, until she actually gagged on the piling amount of trees and bed-rock her fangs had begun to accumulate at the back of her throat. Angel coughed a bit, "Need to drink some water..." and whimpered once she realized she was way too big to quench her thirst with a mere lake. Looking off into the distance however, she became motivated to stand up.
Rising up to at least two thousand miles tall, the Demon Goddess' amber eyes could see all the way to the Pacific. "Yes! Yes a thousand times yes!" she thought, shutting her eyes tightly to concentrate in her power. Angel's body dissipated great expanses of clouds as she began to beat her wings again, and then reopened her eyes to take off and hurry her trip along. People that weren't safely picked up by her spell's powers saw a colossal shadow absorb the fireworks spectacle still celebrating the New Year, replacing their view with a gargantuan hourglass-shaped female with wings and a tail that seemed to go on forever behind her. The demoness was already charming people by the millions, more and more cults rising in core cities of the states she flew over. Every single individual that her spell found worshipping her was picked up to join the growing vastness of her obscenely sensual cleavage. Angel landed on the edge of western America, her parched throat begging for liquid sustenance. She didn't lean down or scoop water up to sate her thirst; instead, she literally dive-bombed into the ocean.
A good portion of the world's water that didn't become a tsunami fizzled and evaporated into a thick cloud of steam once Angel's body made it in. She was hot, very literally hot. The only reason her worshippers were safe was due to her protective spell. Angel sighed in bliss before she dipped her head down and began to drink. The concept of saltiness abandoned her taste buds and instead her body relished rehydration, which further pumped her large body to grow and grow and grow and GROW! She was unstoppable, adding thousands of miles per minute. As she sat down growing against her former continent, her front rapidly approached Asia that could see two new red growing continents nearing its coasts. Nobody had a chance to react before Angel's boobs smashed into the eastern continent, her growing body was constantly pushing as it grew, and the more she drank, the faster she expanded! Earth's water level was dropping at a faster and faster rate as its continents were pushed by her increasingly larger frame until America and Eurasia were smashed together. "Mmm, by now every single country in the world must be mine!" Angel thought with glee as she recalled the tiny little influence of Sophia at the back of her mind, being constantly drowned out by Angel's ambition and power hunger. "You were a fool, Sophia. Conquer the world? Why do that when you can DESTROY it?!" the demoness laughed as she slammed her fists on the ruined, compacted continent behind her.
She pushed down, sinking America's level underwater as she rose to her feet, standing atop the ruined world that had once given her so much grief. "Do you want me to show you what I really think of you, Mother Earth?" the demoness giggled, flapping her wings to rise above the planet. She was already on the brink of equalizing her size with the world. Floating away from Earth only hastened her separation from its gravitational pull as her apocalyptic size granted Angel her own gravitational field.
With power beyond imagining and the entirety of Earth's population either wiped out or in hiding, and its majority by a surprisingly big margin trapped in her cleavage, Angel's strength had developed to a point where god-like was only an illiterate and barbaric term to describe it. The rising Demon Goddess's grin only widened as she watched how the brown and barely blue sphere flimsily held on to its former shape, compressed and ruined, wrecked by her expansion of doomsday proportions. Angel looked as Earth shrunk in size, soon outdone by her gigantic tits. "I wanted a normal life, I wanted no trouble, but the world always gave it to me. I have no control, do I?" she asked no one as her claws grasped the bottom of planet Earth as if she was holding a basketball. She grinned sadistically as she sank her claws into the crust of the groaning planet, lava pouring through the cracks while the last few religiously converted human beings flew into the safety of her cleavage, captured by her spell. "I have control over EVERYTHING!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, shoving the sphere against her breasts. Stuck in-between her breasts, Angel removed her claws from the planet only to push them up against her gorged boobs. "EVERYTHING!" she repeated with a moan of lust as she pressed her space-faring mammaries together. There was a loud snap and a brief flash of light coming from Angel's chest as the pathetic rock exploded into nothing more than cosmic dust. Finally, it was done.
Angel removed her hands from her swelling tits, her arms falling limp behind her. She arched back, panting in exhaustion after the growy binge she had indulged in. Not even her wildest dreams of pure hormonal lust had managed to make her climax so many times. She was an all-encompassing beauty, an all-powerful entity. And still she grew, adding more and more power to her already unstoppable enlargement. "Ahh... that took a lot out of me..." the demoness thought as she floated through the endless void of space, having replaced Earth with her much more agreeable shape. Snickering, she opened her left eye to gaze upon the remainder of the Solar System, and then flipped herself around. "I'm not done. This isn't the end. This is just the start!"
She had plans for the rest of the system, no, the rest of the entire galaxy. Angel had just snuffed out a world without a second thought, what was another one? Or eight more? She pushed her arms out before pulling both Venus and Mars into her palms, bringing the spheres together to her tits that absolutely dwarfed them. "You're so little. So so hopelessly little, mmm." Her tongue stuck out and hung a good relative few inches below her chin while her sultry eyes stared at how the planets crumbled apart against her nipples once she pressed them. Angel moaned in happiness, creating more cosmic dust as she rubbed the crumbling worlds against her sensitive nubs, making her eager for more. She lazily looked over to Mercury, whom size was already smaller to a proportional apple. Before it became too pathetic for her to enjoy, Angel wrapped her forked tongue around it, pulling it inside of her mouth. She crunched Mercury down, destroying it with her sharp fangs. The planet exploded instantly, tickling her mouth. "Spicy... Though I want some cheese with my cracker." She giggled, pulling in the neglected Luna which had miraculously survived the execution of Earth, only to be swallowed like a mere pebble. Deciding she wanted to have more fun, Angel turned around and floated towards Jupiter, using it as a seat for her massive tush as she relaxed her feet on Saturn and its rings, pondering what to do next. "Hmm, the Sun..." her fingers curled in anticipation as she shivered from a jolt that went up her spine the moment she pictured herself greater in size than the giant star. She was growing so hot from the thought that Jupiter combusted into flames under her butt, and the same happened to Saturn. Angel wanted to be bigger, much much bigger!
Absorbing the brief combustions as energy, Angel pumped herself bigger, spreading her wings and whipping her tail around as she brought the remaining planets around. "They used to circle you, but they're mine to toy with now!" the ex-human goddess proclaimed as Neptune, Pluto and Uranus continued their dance around her comparatively tiny waist. Angel chuckled, whipping Pluto in two with her tail, absorbing the resulting cosmic dust as energy. She spread her wings to catch Neptune above her head, between the two spiked tips before she flexed, tearing Neptune in two identical halves her wings absorbed. "Mmm..." she stopped Uranus from its trek by holding it up on her palm, "Only one place you can go." A sadistic smirk appeared on Angel's face as she grasped the ball she was about to turn into a literal anal sphere. Using her powers to condense the world's mass into a usable material, she gently held her makeshift anal bead in front of her index finger before she plunged her entire hand into her overwhelmingly large ass crack. Angel's eyes nearly rolled all the way to the back of her head her index pierced her tailhole's along the repurposed Uranus. She moaned loudly, "YESSSSS!" as she immediately had an orgasm from the simple act of finger her butthole. The planet went deeper and deeper inside, having been made resistant enough to survive the trip up her sphincter. She gasped; making a mental note to try this again with an even bigger object after dealing with the Sun. Uranus finished its trip inside of Angel's body only to be absorbed for even more power fuel. Then she let all the accumulated energy loose inside of her.
Angel instantly doubled in size, then redoubled, then tripled that. She was becoming so big so fast that Angel's clitoris on its own was as big as the former Jupiter. Drifting towards the Sun, the growing Demon Goddess reached out with her claws, damned the consequences of everything she already had one. She was going to place the very Sun in her the palm of her hands! "And I'm going to enjoy it!" she madly giggled, her fingers warming up against the surface of the burning star. She grasped hard, ignoring the searing pain as she fed upon all that radiant energy. Angel began to add size at a greater pace whilst the Sun slowly shrank, but the process was too slow for her. "I need more, and I need it now!" she pushed it down against her crotch. Her drooling pussy had been eager for stuffing since the night had started, Angel couldn't fight the desire any longer. She had to have the Sun inside of her now!
"Ahhhhhhh!" she screamed while doubling over after she violently spread her legs and crammed the fire star deep inside her snatch. Angel's eager cunt squelched with more and more fem-cum that drifted away into the endless void of space. Caring little about her sexual excretions, Angel pushed harder, sinking one, then two, three fingers. She cried out like a giddy school-girl, her voice gorgeous like an actual angel in spite of her devil-girl looks. Evangeline Summers had never cummed so much in her life. All of her right hand's fingers joined her juicy love hole while her left hand groped her tits. Angel thoroughly enjoyed the multiple-orgasms she was causing herself while the Sun became irrevocably absorbed into her being, making her explode with growth. With some coordination, she enabled her mouth to catch one of her hard nipples that she immediately proceeded to suck. It had been many days since she had first lactated, but this was officially the first time she tasted her milk, and that might have been a mistake- Angel immediately turned into an addict.
Violent nursing ensued whilst her claw vigorously fingered her begging pussy. Angel muffled her own screams after each orgasm caused by the stimulation, the pleasurable lactation and her Sun-powered growth. The Solar System was gone, replaced by the growing demon. Her female form began to expand into neighboring, undiscovered systems, crushing and absorbing them to further assist her unending binge. At one point, Angel began to push her fingers knuckle-deep, forcing her pussy open for her entire fist to fit in, making her finally let go of her tits to let out an ear-piercing scream that fortunately her less than microscopic followers in her cleavage did not have to suffer through.
"Oh yes, YESSSS! AHHHH!" a final, galaxy shattering climax suddenly hit Angel like a ton of bricks. Love juice forced her claw out as Angel reached the limit of her pleasure, squirting into generous globs of clear liquid followed by near-endless streams of white pouring out of her stimulated nipples. "Nnngh, I'm lactating like a cow, yes, yes! YES!!" she screamed like the lust-addled slut she had become. Angel had outgrown the Milky Way at that point, the galaxy fused with her very being. And then it was almost instantly replaced by the resulting nebulae caused by the impossible amounts of breast milk flooding the space around her.
In the end, Angel found herself panting, finally satisfied. "Mmm... I'd say..." she gasped with a silly grin, "That was a nice start."
Clearly, The End.
Dedicated to The EnglishGent, snd CorruptKing two artists on DeviantArt that have lovely demon goils of their own which inspired the story.