The dictaphone

Eden felt strange... she could barely open her eyes, the sensation of the change overwhelming her senses. She could still hear the sparkling sound around her, see the glow her body was emitting, imagine the other girls around unable to look at her... and then, she felt something weird happening. Like her body was... shrinking? She could only guess the room around her, and vaguely see her perspective changing, while in her back, something was itching her. Her clothes felt bigger over her body, always bigger, whatever was happening and...

"My queen!"

Eden opened her eyes. Was she daydreaming? Whoever called her, it woke her up. She blinked, several times, trying to focus on the person facing her. And when she realized blinking wouldn't make this person disappear, Eden was luckily confused enough not to shriek.

"My queen, are you alright?" asked again the girl facing Eden.

She was a girl, indeed, probably 18 or 19, Eden couldn't say. Really beautiful, with a toned body, long brown hairs... but only wearing panties and a bra made of leaves. And behind her, four insect-like wings were stuck to her back. The girl was looking at Eden with concern.

"My queen, please, speak!"

Eden noticed dozens of other girls, not a single one looking past 25, all like the one facing her, with wings and dressed with underwear made of plants, in ranks, looking right at Eden. They were in what looked like the throne room of some palace... and Eden realized she was sitting on the throne! Was this girl really calling her "My queen"?! Eden gulped, and eventually, answered.

"Yes I... I'm fine. Thanks."
"Glad to hear it, your Highness. Anyway, today's audience is over. Would you like me to call for your servants to prepare a bath?"
"Yes... yes, I'd like that."

Everyone in the throne room bowed, and all the girls left, while eight new ones entered, forming an escort around Eden, who stood and followed them silently. They walked through various large rooms, until they arrived into an immense room with a huge bath, almost as large as the room was, in the middle. Eden was surprised when she felt hands on her, the girls helping her getting naked. And she, too, was only wearing plant underwear... except her were made of golden leaves! She was invited into the pool, just deep enough for her to enter into the warm water until only her head was out. Then, the girls started adding more hot water to keep Eden warm. She was treated as a queen, indeed. But still unsure about what was really happening, after all, she had wished to become the ultimate tit-queen, and considering she was still a B cup down there...

She faced the girl who spoke to her in the throne room, and was standing next to the pool. She seemed to be someone important, giving discreet orders to the other winged girls helping her to get bathed.

"Please..."
"Yes, my queen?" the girl immediately asked.
"Could you answer a few questions for me? And not ask why I ask them?" Eden said.
"Some kind of test? Of course, my queen."

Eden cleared her throat.

"Then... could you explain exactly who am I?"

The girl seemed puzzled, but after a brief moment, her face returned to its usual, neutral state, and she started talking.

"You are our queen. Queen Eden the First, the only queen there will ever be for our people."
"Queen of... what? And who?"
"But, the queen of all the boob-faeries, of course!" the girl proudly said "And I'm Chance, your chancellor."
"Wait... the boob-faeries?"

Eden was shocked. All this had been unreal until now but... faeries? And BOOB faeries?! Eden suddenly realized what she did : recording she was the ultimate tit-queen... she indeed became the tit-queen of all tit-queens. The one who grants tits or not. The master of the boob-faeries. Eden noticed a mirror at the other side of the immense pool, and saw her reflection in it. She was still the same, except her body was free of any defect, her skin almost glowing, just like her hairs, so blonde they looked like gold... and she knew what had been itching her : wings! She had four wings, with slight, golden reflects in them unlike the ones of the other faeries. She was... a boob faerie, indeed! And the ultimate one, their queen! This is why she felt like shrinking! And how she felt something growing in her back! Her wings moved by themselves as she thought about them, and the moment she thought about it, she felt her body moving up for a second, before she fell back into the water. She could fly! The servants around her were worried by her brief, slight flight.

"Is everything okay my queen?" they all asked.
"I'm fine..." Eden proudly said "In fact, I feel the need to breath some fresh air... I'd love to have a flight around after this bath."
"Of course, my queen, I'll escort you." Chance said.

Eden then smiled. She was a queen. With servants. She let them wash her, smiling, even if she wondered : did the boob faeries always existed, or did the dictaphone created them? This reminded her : the dictaphone! She asked her servants, but no one had seen a mysterious black and silver device around. Eden frowned... this was logical. If she was the boob fairy, how could she end up with something like the dictaphone, a device probably too big for her now? She hoped it was somewhere safe.

When her bath was over, Eden was dressed back with her golden underwear, and she tried her wings, flying a bit around the bath room, her servants watching her while Eden giggled. "I'm flying!" she said "Flying! So cool!", but none of her servants dared disrespect her and ask why all this seemed so new to her.

"As I said, time to fly around!" Eden said.
"Of course, my queen." Chance said, flying too as they flew around the palace... until Chance guided Eden to corridors with less stonewalls, and more mud, until the two of them were flying in an underground tunnel... leading outside! This was an underground palace! The two faeries emerged out of the tunnel in the middle of a forest. It was a beautiful day, not too windy, and Eden started flying around, faster and faster, until she almost knocked herself against a tree. Chance was worried about her, but Eden told her it was fine. She was sizing up herself : she had to be 4 inches tall now!

In a distance, Eden could see a city. Her birthplace.

"Let's go there." she smiled.

The two fairies flew quite fast, and yet, it felt so natural and not tiring at all for Eden. She supposed fairies could probably fly as fast and as much as they wanted if they needed to cover the whole world. Anyway, she recognized some streets, and had fun flying in the now giant sized city compared to her, until she found her home. Eden flew there, landing on the window of her bedroom... and inside saw only a bed without even blankets, and an empty desk. It looked like a spare room.

"What are you searching for, my queen?" Chance asked, landing next to Eden.
"Is the family living here having a daughter?"

Chance made a few signs, and sparkles appeared in front of her, like data she could read.

"Mmm... no. There no girl living here. Why?"
"No reason..."

Eden had a nostalgic smile. She turned herself into the boob fairy queen, and now, Eden the human had been wiped from the surface of the Earth. It was like she never existed. So no one remembered her... and without the dictaphone... she was stuck like this.

"Let's go to my school." Eden sighed sadly.
"Your school, my queen?" Chance asked.
"I mean, the local high school."

The fairies flew together, and soon, Eden was flying above the walls of her now huge high school.

"Can people see us?" Eden asked.
"Of course not, my queen! Another test?" wondered Chance, without answer from her queen.

Eden flew around, gracefully flying threw open doors and windows in front of students unable to see her. Everyone seemed so massive to her now! She laughed, recognizing a few girls, and even smirked as she flew past Lucy McMillan's face, the goth girl looking bored while listening to some history lesson. She couldn't even see the 4 inches Eden flying and laughing right in front of her.

Eden was laughing out loud, exploring her former school, when she entered her former classroom, and saw there Amber, looking a bit sad. Maybe the girl could feel her best friend had been erased from existence, but couldn't name what was wrong. Eden wondered... then saw Vanessa Barnes, sitting in the middle of the room, pretending to be listening to the math teacher while she was in fact reading a magazine hid under her textbook.

That's when Eden froze.

Vanessa Barnes. Everything about her seemed perfect, her delicious, large F cups, her toned body, her round ass, her sexy face... and yet, Eden felt the need to enhance her. Boost her. Make her better, in any single way she could think of. Eden was paralyzed as her obsession hit her, stronger than ever. After all, she had disappeared as Eden the human, no one remembered her, and she hadn't the dictaphone anymore. Which means, as the boob fairy, there was only one thing she could do. She should do. She needed to do.

Grow Vanessa Barnes.