Haughtily, Gwyn strode back down the hall. Her pupils still faintly glowing with magic, the giantess was too absorbed by how wonderful her augmented body was to see the slightly smaller woman in front of her. With a soft bounce, her massive mounds crashed into Estrel’s chin, and she looked down with a surprise that quickly twisted into triumph.
“Ah, Baroness Ravenwind’s younger sister is it? Sorry about that dear, it’s terribly hard to see when everyone’s so much smaller.”
“Oh, you know my sister? How… lovely” Estrel responded, her word choice and demeanor carefully controlled to conceal the indignance she was experiencing. “But don’t concern yourself with that, I was rushing out for some fresh air after all that dancing and didn’t see you either. Now, if you’ll excuse me…”
After Estrel squeezed out the garden doors, Gwyn waited a few seconds, then reapplied one of her favorite spells. Growing even more vast had taken quite a bit out of her, but the mana restoration allowed her to easily become invisible once more despite her fatigue. Slipping outside, she spotted Estrel creeping to hide behind the same tree she had used for growing.
“Sorceress or not, no one is going to be bigger or more beautiful than me here!” she mumbled, while pulling the flask from her pocket once more. “And ugh, of course she knows my sister. Always with the comparisons, but only I was smart enough to hire Rizzik for this, so time to reap the rewards of my cleverness again!” she uttered a little more loudly, before drinking another half-spoonful of the potion.
“Ohhhh by the gods yessss! It just. Gets better. Every. Time!” she heaved out, her massive breasts jutting out further with every breath. A new richness enveloped her hair and skin, as her body stretched outward. With a thunderous series of “shriipp!”s her dress split all over, creamy flesh being exposed all over. “Just need a little more pleasure and growt- ohhh AHHHHHH!” she cried out, exploding with pleasure and size before the potion’s effect at last subsided. Her dress barely holding together, Estrel was an 11-foot tall mountain of muscles with massive curves to put an astrologer’s astrolabes to shame.
Filled with euphoria, there was no way Estrel could’ve even remotely sensed the concealed Gwyn slipping back into the manor. As Estrel called over servants to help her repair her dress with the convenient pile of silks already sitting by the tree, Gwyn removed her invisibility and strode back to the main hall where the party was winding down. Once again, her immense stature made quite a stir, but this time she cared far less about the attention. While idly conversing and flirting with the various lords, her mind was abuzz with what she had observed.
“I knew there was something off about that strumpet! She hid it fast, but there was definitely a potion there. I’ve never seen such a powerful combination of magics aside from myself though, and certainly not in a liquid. But she didn’t make it on her own… someone named Rizzik seems to have been involved. This will certainly warrant some investigation from one of the world’s greatest magical masters, especially if I can use it to expand my beauty!”
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