Sometimes, certain realities - worlds, dimensions, and so forth - intersect. The results can often be utterly disastrous, as natural laws are overwritten, causality itself becomes a fractured mess, and the stars themselves sputter out and die. Sometime, however, these intersections can be unnoticeable, or very minor - or simply bizarre.
Take Vivian Goldpine, for example. An anthropomorphic gryphoness with fluffy black fur and wonderful gold feathers, oversized breasts, and plenty of junk in the trunk, Vivian would be notable for her appearance alone were she not a direct result of several dimensional intersections. A living wound in the fabric of space-time, Vivian lives simultaneously within many different dimensions, each instance of her unaware of any other instances. Every Vivian has the same appearance and the same personality, however, yet each is in a different situation depending what world they dwell in.
The particular Vivian we are going to follow for this story is a mighty empress, ruler of the most powerful nation on her planet - and a being of immense magical power. Despite her station, she is still the same happy, fluffy gryphoness she ever has been or will be, not allowing her power to affect her in any adverse ways. These magical powers, however, have been slowly snowballing, growing greater and greater, bubbling up inside Vivian and begging to be used for more and more impressive feats - and Vivian's refusal to give in to he own power will soon cause that same power to change her body drastically, both to allow her to safely contain it... and to cause her to grow ever more powerful.
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Vivian let out a satisfied sigh as she sat upon her throne, her large royal behind squeezed into the seat, and her similarly oversized mammaries resting almost in her lap as she leant upon one elbow. Today had been a good day for the avian empress - no particularly pressing matters, and only a few easily-resolved problems that had required her attention. That, and an envoy from the Terran Kingdom had arrived - it would be good to talk to a human again, they were always so cute and soft...
Vivian blinked, a slight blush appearing on her gold-feathered cheeks. Clearing her throat, she looked towards the retainers stood on either side of her throne. Both were female anthropomorphic rabbits, naked except for the fur covering their bodies and an iron helmet each. It had been a tradition since the very founding of the Goldpine Empire that the Emperor or Empress' retainers would wear no armour save their helmet - both to distract and throw off opponents during potentially hostile negotiations, and to engender a sense of intimate familiarity between the ruler and their guards. After all, if an Empress couldn't reveal her secrets to those who ahd been trained from birth to protect her, how could they properly perform their jobs?
The bunneis in question wore helmets with hole cut into the top, so as to allow their large ears to stand freely. Clasped in their furry hands were a long halberd each, both guards masters in their use.
While not as attractive as Vivian - indeed, was their ever a being more attractive than her? - their bodies were still impressive, steely muscles hidden behind white fur and accentuated by soft curves. "Selyna," Vivian spoke, attracting the attention of her right-hand bunny. "Can you please escort the envoy in? I believe he has been waiting for long enough, and I am ready to see him."
The most-unarmoured rabbit thumped a clenched fist to her chest in salute, small breasts jiggling slightly at the impact. "Yes, o Empress," she spoke, and began to jump swiftly, propelling herself forward with both legs. Vivian giggled under her breath - she always found rabbits' method of locomotion rather endearing. Rather than walking or running, they jumped, and the gryphon Empress found it oddly adorable.
Vivian took in a breath, preparing herself for whatever would come.
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