This choice: Smite him. Be creative, if you like. • Go Back...Chapter #31An angel gets her bigger boobs by: A former member Marcus gaped up at his goddess. Chastity merely gazed down from her throne with the bemused expression of a cat deciding a mouse wasn't good enough to be prey. Emma, however, looked ravenous. All her lean grace and sinuous motion instantly became predatory and even the knights though it wise to step back from the 15ft tall, hungry angel.
"Oh, yes, my goddess." Emma licked her lips at the little man and watched him tremble to his knees. "As you command." Her gentle titter of a laugh broke the poor man who, despite the futility, scrambled on his hands and knees to flee.
Emma certainly didn't have to rush after him, she didn't even have walk after him. She felt the power coursing through her! Her lean muscles pulsed with strength and her chest heaved with mounting excitement as he gained a few more pathetic feet of distance. All Emma had to do was flutter her new little wings, rise a mere inch off the ground, and descend on her pretty little prey. So she did.
"N-no! No!"
The pitiful attempts to fend off the hovering beauty only gave her an easy place to grab. With a single hand she lifted the man up into the air where she hung, then higher to the edge of her reach. It was a nice up close view of Marcus' oiled abs, all glistening and chiseled like a work of art. He really was a handsome man, which only made this all the better. She gave his stomach a little brush with the tip of her nose and took a deep breath to enjoy all the sweet scents he had been wreathed in before lowering him a mere few inches.
Feeble kicks bounced off her perky breasts until one got lodged in the soft, squishy vice of her cleavage... and wouldn't come out. Every little giggling breath and tense of her chest made her mounds wobble and pull his leg deeper, pulling him down into the chasm. Every inch gone came with a groan of swelling flesh slowly rising over the rim of her cute little top, rising higher as he sunk lower into the inescapable prison of breast flesh. They had already been full C-cups but with his leg gone into the angel's cleavage they were cresting into thick D-cups and Marcus could feel them rise as he tried to pry himself out.
"Oh, this is incredible! I've always dreamed of this," she cooed. "Fill me up. Make me bigger!"
The angel laughed and let go of Marcus, letting her ravenous boobs drag him deeper. He stepped on her boob to try and rip himself out only cause his foot to slip on the soft curvature and instantly he sank up to his waist. The tanned globes throbbed into barely contained DD-cups. They were still nowhere near satisfied.
"W-wait!"
"Why? Don't you like them?" She put a finger to her lips in mock shyness. "They like you." She shook her shoulders so that the waves of breast flesh swallowed him inch after inch for a rapid rise to his lower chest, and finally her top slid under her jutting E-cups. "Here, you just need to get to know them better."
She placed a finger on each of the smaller man's shoulders and began to press. He slid into the rising mounds and, just before her face slipped behind the engulfing swells, Marcus had to admit they really did feel spectacular.
Emma burst into laughter as he literally vanished, his mass now her's. She grabbed the sides of her now F-cups and pressed them together, grinding the last specks of his existence into her breasts before letting them bounce free, a single loin cloth fluttering down from the released expanse. Emma proceeded to spin about in the air, cheering herself as she tore her top apart so her hungry monsters could revel with her.
"Oh, yes! Yes, yes, YES!"
She even picked up the loincloth, and decided to tie it around her lean bicep as a trophy of her first act of divine punishment. There was just too much to love about... ALL of this! When she spun to bow to her goddess, Chastity simply beamed at her.
"Delightful," she purred. "That should be a good lesson for anyone else thinking with their loins in my presence. ...Not you, little Emma, that's different." The smaller angel blushed and ran a finger along the lighter pink of her rock hard nipple in a form of coy submission. "In fact, I need you too..."   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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