; ; The three of them ran for the shuttle as around them, energy bombs kept ; falling and parts of the spaceport exploded, setting the ground heaving, ; assaulting their ears with the thunder of explosions.
; ; "What about Denya," Harika gasped, hauling herself aboard the small craft ; as Yriel hastily ran the preflight checks.
; ; "I doubt there's a chance she survived," Raxen said, her voice broken, "one ; of the first e-bombs fell on the hab-clutch she lives in."
; ; "Hold on, this is going to be rough," Yriel shouted, tilting up her small ; ship and applying as much power as she dared to, shooting the shuttle up ; into the sky, away from the devastation behind her as more e-bombs rained ; down onto the city.
; ; Suddenly, a massive blast erupted and the entire city vanished in a quickly ; expanding ball of fire.
; ; "No!" Harika exclaimed, "Did they ..."
; ; "That's not a hellbomb blast," Raxen said, "they must have hit the city's ; power core."
; ; "Well, now we really have nothing to come home to," Harika mumbled.
; ; "So where do we go now," Raxen asked Yriel.
; ; In response she steered the shuttle upwards, away from the planet, away ; from the battles below, into space.
; ; "I still don't understand," Raxen said, folding her arms.
; ; "There is nothing to understand," Yriel responded, checking the autopilot ; again, and keeping an eye on the sensors for any pursuers.
; ; "But what could the Wixennia hope to gain from this war ? The Virtues have ; all been lost, and nobody can get into or onto Mistress Mountain anymore ; since what happened at the end of the last Circle War."
; ; "I really don't know, and I don't want to be close enough to find out ; either, because I'm probably not going to like it."
; ; They spent the next hours in silence as Yriel steered the shuttle deeper ; and deeper into space, following a track they had traveled more often.
; ; "Who and what have they attacked so far," Harika asked.
; ; "They've hit Morigga, Lilis and now Hadiz. The Desdem have declared they're ; neutral, and the Maestas are sitting on the fence, probably waiting to see ; which side gets an advantage before choosing sides. Scheming bitches."
; ; "So precisely what are we going to do ? Flee to Desdem ?"
; ; "We'd never make it. This is a shuttle, remember. And the Wixennia have ; already seized control of the starportals. No, our only option lies in our ; small hideaway."
; ; "And then what," Raxen asked, "just sit there ?"
; ; "Well, we do have a little bit of fun stored there, don't we ?"
; ; "I don't think," Harika said dejectedly, " I'll be in any kind of mood for ; that kind of fun, really."
; ; "Maybe I should tell you a bit more about that base," Yriel said, " I've ; been quietly digging through old records, trying to find out just what it's ; been used for, given it's rather strange layout."
; ; "I thought it was a fleet base," Raxen said, "I mean, that huge dock ..."
; ; "Ah, but what struck me as odd later is that that 'dock' didn't have any ; access doors for ships. Didn't you notice ?"
; ; "Then what's the point of having such a huge space inside a base ?"
; ; Yriel threw them a mysterious smile. "What if I told you we probably used ; it as the designers intended to ?"
; ; Harika and Raxen just stared at her while Yriel put the shuttle on final ; approach to a large asteroid, sending the access code to open the hidden ; landing dock, and steering the small craft inside.
; ; ---
; ; "Then just what IS this place," Harika demanded as they got off the shuttle ; and made their way into the base.
; ; "This used to be a research station. I don't know which tribe it belonged ; to, but it definitely wasn't allied to Hadiz."
; ; "How do you know that ?"
; ; "Would you aim bio-missiles at your own world ?"
; ; Harika stopped and stared at Yriel. "Bio-missiles ? This place is armed ; with those monstrous things ?"
; ; "Enough of them to exterminate the entire planet."
; ; "But why weren't they used ?"
; ; "Well, this is where the records and and conjecture begins. I know this ; base was built towards the end of the Circle Wars. I'm pretty positive it ; wasn't controlled by Hadiz; I suspect it used to be a Lilis base, they've ; always been pretty good with the bio-stuff, but it doesn't matter much. My ; theory is that they hid their best research facility where their enemy ; would never look, being right on their own doorstep. And as an added bonus, ; if things went really awry, they could take out at least one of their ; enemies in one fell swoop. That would reveal the base, but hey, there ; wouldn't be anyone left to do something about it."
; ; "That still doesn't explain why they never used the missiles."
; ; "Again, this is a theory - either the war ended before they were prepared ; to use them, or something happened that caused them to abandon this place."
; ; "Or," Raxen offered, "they saw what those monsters did to Mistress Mountain ; and chose to not use them."
; ; "Granted, that's also a possibility," Yriel admitted. "I hadn't thought of ; that angle. Makes sense too."
; ; "Just who did bio-bomb Mistress Mountain anyway," Harika asked, "I've ; always been told it was the Asmod who did it."
; ; Yriel laughed. "Yes, that makes sense, bio-bomb your own home. No, ; it wasn't one of the lost tribes. That would be too easy, too convenient.
; ; I suspect it was either the Lilis, who had the knowledge, or the Maestas, ; who had most to gain from it."
; ; "But didn't everyone lose when the Mountain was lost to us ?" Raxen asked.
; ; Yriel nodded, "Yes, everyone lost. But the Maestas also lost two of their ; most outspoken critics and enemies, the Xyntha and the Charib."
; ; "That's cold," Harika remarked, "annihilating the centerpoint of our ; species just to get rid of your enemies."
; ; Yriel again nodded, "Cold indeed. They must've thought they could deal with ; the aftermath, or be able to clean it up. They were wrong."
; ; "Uhm, question," Raxen piped up, "I once heard that restructurers are a ; direct result of all the research into bio-warfare. Is that true ?"
; ; "Fully true. and if you want proof, follow me." Yriel pointed to a passage ; into a section of the base they hadn't been before.
; ; "This looks like a monitoring station," Harika said as they entered ; the small room, running her hands over the instruments, trying to identify ; each as she looked over them. "It's pretty similar to the ones on the ; explorer ships too. There's a few controls I don't understand though."
; ; "It is a monitoring station," Yriel admitted, "But before I show you what ; it monitors, and what those extra controls are for, we need to talk."
; ; "Talk about what," Raxen asked.
; ; "I want payback for what those Wixennia bitches did to Hadiz," Yriel said.
; ; "You're suggesting we form a Splinter Coven," Harika asked.
; ; "Exactly. Are you in ?"
; ; "I'm in. For Denya." Harika said, firmly.
; ; "For Denya," Raxen added, adding her hand.
; ; "Through prosperity and adversity unto eternity," Yriel intoned, activating ; the power on the instruments in the room.
; ; "Is this ... is this ... thing ... a ..."
; ; Harika stared in disbelief at the main monitor, shaking her head.
; ; "Mistress' Misery," Raxen whispered, "this can't be."
; ; "Oh my," Yriel said, "I expected it to be rather big, but this ..."
; ; "It looks really similar to the biopods on Mistress Mountain," Harika said.
; ; "A bit too similar if you ask me," Raxen said, "It's disgusting."
; ; They looked at the screen, at the writhing, pulsing sea of black and red ; tentacles, surrounding a trio of central brown-red towers, crisscrossed ; with luminous red, pulsing veins, which spread into nine smaller towers ; at the perimeter of the slithering lake.
; ; "But," whispered Yriel, putting her long, thin lemon-yellow hands under ; Raxen's lime green breasts and gently squeezing them, "wouldn't you just ; looove the feel of having those massive shafts slide into you and start ; pumping you up ?"
; ; "Oh, I'd love to be bigger than I am already," Raxen crooned, shaking her ; large breasts, "a lot bigger even, but I don't think stepping in with that ; monster is the best way to do it."
; ; "Uhm, so ... what're we going to do with this ?" Harika asked, tweaking one ; of her blackish-green nipples, "I'm not getting in there either."
; ; "Oh, we are not stepping in there," Yriel said smiling, "we're going to ; make those Wixennia bitches get in there."
; ; "And just how do you hope to do that without them revealing this place ?"
; ; "This base has a long-range electro-interference beam - and a motion ; override system."
; ; "Disable a ship and drag it in here ? And if we succeed, then what ?"
; ; "First we listen and learn. See how it pans out."
; ; ---
; ; Two weeks later they had settled into their routine: checking message ; traffic, plotting ship tracks and allegiances, and getting an idea what was ; going on in other systems.
; ; Harika burst into the main plotting room.
; ; "We're fucked. We're solidly and majorly fucked," she blurted out.
; ; "What happened ?" Raxen asked, looking up from plotting another track.
; ; "The Maestas have joined forces with the Wixennia to attack Desdem."
; ; "This is bad," Yriel said, her face saddening.
; ; "But we may have a lucky break too," Harika said smiling, "a Wixennia Hag ; is coming to Hadiz to check progress with the occupation."
; ; "No doubt coming with an escort befitting the Mistress," Raxen smirked.
; ; "Not at all. Seems like scheming is going on inside the Wixennia too, so ; it's a surprise visit, probably to shake out the tribe's command structure ; in anticipation of victory."
; ; "They're not using code ? At all ?" Yriel said in disbelief.
; ; "They haven't so far. Looks like they believe they have crushed all ; resistance and can run roughshod over everything in their path. Nine Rings, ; revenge is going to be so sweet."
; ; "I've never even seen a Hag," Raxen mumbled.
; ; "None of us have, I think," Yriel said, "so this should prove interesting."
; ; "But even if we throw her in," Harika mumbled, "what good will it do us. ; Won't it make the Wixennia angrier and make them resort to more gruesome ; methods ? I mean, even if only half the messages about what's going on down ; on Hadiz are true ..."
; ; "That's exactly why we should do it," Yriel said firmly. "Do unto them what ; they are doing unto others."
; ; "What if," Raxen started, "there was a way we could delay their offensive ; against Desdem ? Would that improve our chances ?"
; ; "How would you do that," Yriel asked skeptically.
; ; "Well, to get to Desdem you have to go through Hadiz, right ? Ever since ; the portals to Mistress Mountain were closed there's no other route left."
; ; "Correct. So they move whatever warships they have into the circle."
; ; "We do have a rather large supply of bio-missiles here, don't we ?"
; ; Harika looked at Raxen in astonishment.
; ; "You're proposing we use ... THOSE ... things ?"
; ; "We'd reveal our location, and those missiles aren't suitable for that kind ; of attack," Yriel said sourly.
; ; "I looked them over and I think they are. Yriel, remember your hunch about ; this being a Lilis base ?"
; ; "Yes, I do. What's that got to do with it ?"
; ; "Well, the Lilis never had dedicated anti-planet missiles, only general use ; deep space ones. That means we can eject them from the base, program them ; to drift for a few hours before activating drives and attacking a target."
; ; "When's the Hag due ?", Yriel asked.
; ; "Same day as the Maestas/Wixennia fleet for the assault," Harika said.
; ; "So theoretically we can strike two blows at once ?"
; ; "Yes. but whatever's left of the fleet will be scouring the circle trying ; to find whoever or whatever was responsible."
; ; "If those missiles pack what I expect they do," Raxen said, "I don't think ; there's going to be a fleet left. We'll just have to be super-careful to ; not drop one on Hadiz."
; ; "OK, wait," Harika called, "Suppose we eliminate the fleet. Suppose we nab ; that Hag. Then what ? We can't make contact with anyone or anything from ; here, both because we don't have the equipment and because we can't reveal ; this place's location. It won't break the Wixennia hold on Hadiz, or on any ; of the other Circles, and it's sure to seriously piss off the Maestas."
; ; "We'll target mainly Wixennia ships then. With a bit of luck the Maestas ; will smell a chance and turn on their allies."
; ; "You think ..."
; ; "Yes," Yriel said smiling, "don't you remember the proverb 'when dealing ; with the Maestas check you have ten fingers afterwards' ?"
; ; "Well, if it works," Raxen said.
; ; "Can you tweak the drive signatures on those missiles ?"
; ; "A little," the lime green engineer said, "what did you have in mind ?"
; ; "Can you tune them to resemble Maestasian defense missiles ?"
; ; "Not fully, but I can get close. Oh, that's nasty."
; ; "Wicked," Harika said, lifting one of her bulbous dark green breasts to ; her face and suckling the nipple, "I think I'm going to feel horny now."
; ; ---
; ; "All set ?" Yriel asked, looking around the rather unfamiliar bridge of ; the large base.
; ; "We're going to need around half of the missiles for this one," Raxen said.
; ; "I've got the shuttle on scanners," Harika called, "warming up the EM-I ; beam and the motion override."
; ; "How's that fleet looking ?"
; ; "They've got two separate clusters of ships in orbit - corresponding to ; tribal allegiance."
; ; "Good. Concentrate the missiles on the Wixennia cluster but try to not ; destroy all of them. And whatever you do, make sure none of them comes ; even close to Hadiz!"
; ; "I hear you, "Raxen replied, checking the missiles she wanted to use again.
; ; "Shuttle in range."
; ; "Commence," Yriel said.
; ; "How long to Hadiz," Cilenia demanded of her pilot.
; ; "Three standard hours, mistress." her pilot replied.
; ; Leaning back in her chair the Wixennia Hag closed her eyes and smiled, ; savoring her victory over three of their old enemies. They had subjugated ; the annoying Morigga, the know-it-all Lilis and those peace-loving Hadiz.
; ; Those wimps! Had they truly believed that the Wixennia would forget the ; utter humiliation they had suffered in the Circle Wars! It had taken years, ; but now they were ready to wreak their revenge. First, she thought, first ; we must cut the Desdem down to size, and then we drive a blade in the ; backs of those untrustworthy Maestas for their betrayal. Yes, the Wixennia ; would be triumphant this time. They would avenge the bombing of the ; mountain, and they would rule the Nine Circles their way, not through ; compromise, but with an iron hand, imposing their cruel standards of lust ; and desire, the old ways, the ways of the Mistress.
; ; The Mistress would have been proud, she was sure of that.
; ; Still warm from her reverie she opened her eyes, smiling, expecting to see ; the two clusters of ships in orbit around Hadiz, waiting for the final ; command to set off to the Desdem portal, to strike at the renegades with an ; iron hand. Neutrality! Hah!
; ; But instead of that image, all that showed was the Hadiz Circle Belt.
; ; "What is going on," she demanded.
; ; "We're under the influence of a motion override beam." her pilot reponded.
; ; "Send out an assistance signal to the fleet."
; ; "I've already tried, but our communications are being jammed."
; ; "Where is the override directing us ?"
; ; "Into the Belt. We cannot locate the source of the beam either."
; ; "I've got the shuttle under control," Harika called.
; ; "How long until you get it here ?" Yriel asked.
; ; "Ten, fifteen minutes."
; ; "Raxen, eject the missiles. I don't want them to realize what's going on."
; ; "Got it. Setting timers, targets and commencing ejecting ... now."
; ; "Can you make out anything," Cilenia said.
; ; "No mistress. Our scanners are useless here - both due to jamming and the ; topography of the belt itself. We'll just have to sit and wait."
; ; "What's that up there," the co-pilot pointed.
; ; "Looks like just another big hunk of rock to me," the pilot said.
; ; "Do big hunks of rock have shuttle bays ?"
; ; ---
; ; Two hours later the first bio-missiles slammed into the waiting Wixennia ; fleet, unleashing their deadly, writhing payloads into the ships.
; ; One warhead smashed though the hull of a Wixennia destroyer, and even as ; the emergency sealant closed the hull and hardened, the missile head split ; open, throwing a dormant, soft ball about the size of a large beachball ; inside.
; ; Two crewmembers ran up to see what had breached the hull, and, not knowing ; what the strange thing on the floor was, approached it.
; ; As it detected their footfall and their breath, it rejuvenated, exploding ; forward, launching four tentacles at one of the crew, knocking her to the ; ground, locking its tentacles on her face, breasts and crotch, and as the ; ball deflated, the crewman's body bulged and distorted, her abdomen first ; doubling in size, then bulging outwards even further, her tiny breasts ; turning to monstrous lumpy globes, her legs shriveling and dwindling, as if ; sucked into her distorting, swelling body, her ass cheeks splaying out on ; the floor, massively distended aureolae bursting from under the tentacles ; on her breasts as the ball turned into a leathery husk, the other crewman ; standing petrified in horror at the sight as the husk fell away, the pair ; of pulsing, uneven, stretchmark-lined malformed breasts shuddering like ; jelly, the aureolae covering the entire top surface, her giant, ungainly ; nipples covering half that area, slowly erecting, hatching, breeding, ; growing, expanding, changing.
; ; All the while, her belly and abdomen had been changing shape, twisting, ; repurposing, her crotch ballooning and growing until it dominated her ; lower body, a massive gaping maw what one once a tight little pussy.
; ; Her arms had lengthened, her fingers turning to long, grasping tentacles, ; her head pulled down towards her body, until it rested on her shoulders.
; ; Finally, the towering nipples peaked, each easily the size of the other ; crewmember's body, and jerking upright, the ... thing ... grabbed onto ; the other terrified crewmember, four tentacles shooting from the slavering ; maw in its crotch, locking over her face, breasts and crotch.
; ; Less than a minute had passed.
; ; The same scene was repeated many times over; consuming, changing and ; impregnating crewmembers with equal uncaring, mindless cruelty, rapidly ; reproducing until it consumed all biomass aboard the ship before its fierce ; metabolism ran out of energy and withered, going dormant, not dead.
; ; ---
; ; After about half their ships had been disabled by the missiles, their Elder ; had failed to arrive, the commanders of the remaining ships put two and two ; together, and without hesitation, turned on their erstwhile allies, ; accusing them of treachery, and opening fire.
; ; "It looks like our plan is working as designed," Raxen commented, ; "they're shooting each other to scrap down there."
; ; "What do we do with the shuttle locked in the bay," Harika asked.
; ; "Can you force it open ?"
; ; "Perhaps, but I've got a better solution."
; ; "Sopo-gas injection ?"
; ; "It's like you read my mind."
; ; Yriel thought for a second. "Do it."
; ; Harika ran her hands through the command sequence, hooking up what looked ; like a pair of standard air lines, but instead of circulating fresh air ; through the shuttle, she suffused the air with soporific gas for several ; minutes.
; ; "That ought to have knocked them out cold for some time," she reckoned.
; ; "Pop the doors, see what drops out then," Raxen said.
; ; Harika shook her head. "Bay's not pressurized yet. Plus, I want a little ; insurance just in case they have a gasproof system. Wanna come along ?"
; ; "We're done up here anyway," Yriel said, "The Wixennia and the Maestas will ; be fighting each other for a while while they try to figure out what ; exactly happened - and the Maestas denial of having used the bio-missiles ; will only reinforce the Wixennia suspicions that they have."
; ; "What's that mean for our people, effectively ?" Raxen asked.
; ; "I think Hadiz will soon be free of the occupation - either on its own as ; the Wixennia start pulling out to fight the Maestas, or when the Desdem ; start moving."
; ; "And in the meantime we get to have our fun." Raxen interjected.
; ; "I wonder just how much bigger we'll go this time," Harika mused.
; ; "Let's first see what we have, shall we," Yriel responded.
; ; "What do we do with the pilots," Harika asked while checking the charge ; on the seizure gun.
; ; "Depends," Yriel said, confirming her weapon had a full charge as well ; before taking off the safety, "how loyal they are to their mistress."
; ; "You're not planning to throw them in there as well if push comes to shove, ; are you," Raxen asked, arming her weapon.
; ; "Like I said, it depends the intensity of their loyalty."
; ; The three of them walked towards the shuttle out of view of its camera's ; and forward viewport.
; ; Harika felt the doorlock, and smiling, she pulled it open and stuck the ; seizure pistol inside.
; ; "Goodie, they're all fast asleep."
; ; "So," Raxen mumbled, glancing at the sleeping figure in the back, "that's ; what a Wixennia Hag looks like. Doesn't look like anything special to me."
; ; "What did you expect then," Yriel asked.
; ; "I don't know what ... but I expected ... something I guess."
; ; "Let's just hurry and get them into someplace secure."
; ; ---
; ; The pilot of the shuttle woke up, finding herself solidly strapped to ; an examination slab, bathed in bright light from all directions.
; ; "She's awake," an electronically modified voice spoke.
; ; "Good," a second said, "then we can begin."
; ; "Shouldn't we ascertain her loyalties first ?" Voice #3 asked.
; ; "Why bother," Voice 2 said casually, "she's Wixennia. They're fanatics."
; ; "Damn straight," the pilot said defiantly, "Power to the Wixennia!"
; ; "Well, well," Voice 1 spoke, "seems we don't really agree to that."
; ; "So what," the pilot laughed, "we will win anyway."
; ; "We don't think so," Voice 2 said, "but then, you won't be around to see ; which way the wind will blow. Or even when you are, you're not likely to ; be able to enjoy it."
; ; The pilot fell silent.
; ; "What do you want to start with," Voice 3 asked.
; ; "Compound Alpha-1, 20."
; ; Yriel accepted the air hypodermic and shot its contents into the underside ; of the pilot's left breast.
; ; "Interesting effect," she said as the skin on the bottom half grew loose ; and baggy.
; ; She zapped another dose into the aureola to a similar effect, then evened ; out her test subject with a series of short bursts.
; ; "Note results," she said, smiling at the sight.
; ; "Noted," Voice 1 said, "next ?"
; ; "Not until we've determined her full volume. Fill her up with Omega."
; ; "Do you just want a loose fill or until it backs up," Voice 3 asked.
; ; "Fill her to bursting point," Voice 2 said coldly, "and use the pressurized ; feed because we've got much more to do today."
; ; A pair of hoses were roughly pushed into the pilot's nipple valves and a ; warm, viscous and creamy liquid exploded in, filling out the bags on her ; chest to large, hard balloons pressing on her body.
; ; "Is that all," voice 1 asked, sounding disappointed.
; ; "You can't expect miracles from only 120 of one compound," voice 2 said.
; ; "Well, give her some more then," voice 1 goaded.
; ; "I'm more interested in seeing if any of the others works as predicted."
; ; "Do we have enough room here for that," Voice 3 asked.
; ; The pilot had slightly lifted her head and gazed at the pair of towering ; balloons resting on her chest, hoses still through her central valves, with ; tiny amounts of yellow-green glowing liquid oozing out.
; ; What in the Nine Circles had they done to her ?
; ; "Plenty," Voice 2 said, "Let me just check her out before we continue."
; ; A hand pressed on one of her inflated breasts, a not unpleasant feeling.
; ; "Turn up the pressure another click and hit her, she's not full enough."
; ; "But," voice 3 protested, "they're already erect, you can't expect to fit ; more inside of there."
; ; "She doesn't have enough volume yet," Voice 2 said haughtily,"so turn it up ; and give her another hit. I'll tell you when to stop."
; ; As the pressure built, the hand sharply dug its fingers into the breast, ; sending a sharp wave of pain into the pilot, who screwed her eyes shut as ; the weight on her chest increased and the intense pressure in her breasts ; soared to impossible heights.
; ; "That's so much better," Yriel cooed as the pilot's breasts ballooned to ; over twice their former inflated size, "That'll do. Pull the hoses."
; ; Raxen gave a sharp tug, and with a loud POP and little squirts of luminous ; liquid the pipes pulled free.
; ; Running her hands over the taut red skin, she saw the strapped down pilot ; wince in pain, clenching her fists, curling her toes.
; ; "Give her a shot of painkiller," voice 1 pleaded.
; ; "She's Wixennia, they kick on pain," voice 2 responded, continuing her ; manual inspection until she reached the summits.
; ; "How much Compound Beta-1 do you want next," voice 3 asked.
; ; "None," Voice 2 said, "we'll leave this as-is for the moment - I'm enjoying ; this view far too much. What else do we have ?"
; ; "We've got three substances in this category left, and we have another ; three substances in the other category."
; ; "Give me 200 of Alpha-2."
; ; "You'll have to mainline that if you want that much," voice 1 warned.
; ; "And that's going to be a problem ?"
; ; "Well, no, but just so you know."
; ; A sharp sting on the back of pilot's hand jolted her from the throbbing ; pain pulsing through her chest as a burning sensation began traveling ; up her arm, and slowly she started losing control of her body; first her ; fingers, then her hand, her arm, her shoulder, then it flooded across her ; body, rendering her motionless, unable to even blink her staring eyes.
; ; "Cover her eyes or close them," voice 1 said, and a cloth dropped over ; her face, replacing her brightly lit environment with soothing darkness.
; ; "Right, kill those insanely bright lights," Yriel said, "we don't ; need them anymore now."
; ; The light in the room dimmed to more managable levels and the three of them ; circled the paralyzed form of the Wixennia pilot.
; ; "Next ?" Harika suggested.
; ; "Beta-2, yes. I'm a little annoyed she's so completely incapacitated."
; ; "Why ?"
; ; "It'll make it harder to evaluate the results for Phase 2."
; ; "How much do you want ?"
; ; "50 will do I guess. And spread her legs, I need a clear view."
; ; Yriel stuck the syringe in the pilot's hand again and emptied it, put her ; hand in the paralyzed Wixennia's crotch, waiting for a response.
; ; "This may take a while to metabolize," she said, patiently waiting.
; ; A few minutes later, the pilot convulsed, setting the massive taut balloons ; on her chest dangerously swaying as a gush of warm sticky liquid poured ; from between her legs.
; ; "Good girl," Yriel said patronizingly, "100 this time, and stabilize those ; breasts - we don't want anything bad to happen. Yet."
; ; The second gush came faster, and with much more intensity.
; ; "200 now ?" Raxen asked.
; ; "No," Yriel said. "We're done messing around. It's time we did some serious ; stuff right now. Fire up the systems."
; ; "Is it me," Raxen said, "or do her boobs look larger than before ?"
; ; "Possibly," Yriel said, nodding, "but they'll get a whole lot bigger in a ; few once we have full control."
; ; "I've got the system up," Harika called, "Ready when you are."
; ; "Here we go," Yriel said, squeezing the contents of the syringe into the ; the red-skinned Wixennia.
; ; "Nothing so far," Harika said dejectedly.
; ; "Give it time, this stuff probably won't work instantly," Yriel suggested.
; ; About 15 minutes later the monitor signalled a warning.
; ; "I have a drop in conscious activity," Harika called.
; ; "Much ?"
; ; "No not really so far, and ..."
; ; The monitor sounded again.
; ; "Nine Circles, well, she's a goner. I just lost her."
; ; "Everything ?"
; ; "I have what looks like heartbeat, a few basic neural functions, though I ; can't pick out which, and body funcions, but that's about it."
; ; "Sounds like what we wanted to achieve."
; ; "Well, yes, but ..." Harika hesitated.
; ; "You're not getting cold feet are you," Yriel asked her sternly.
; ; "No, that's not it, it's just ..." Harika cast down her eyes. "I guess I ; just have a little too much respect for life. Call it a personal flaw."
; ; "Comfort yourself then," Raxen said, removing the voice modulator from her ; throat, "that they would have done the same thing to you if the positions ; would have been reversed."
; ; "We're not done yet here," Yriel said, pointing her thumb back at the ; strapped down Wixennia.
; ; "Beta-1, Gamma-1 and Zeta-1 ?"
; ; "Exactly."
; ; "Shouldn't we drain the Omega out of her first ?"
; ; "No, because those three work as a catalyst with Omega for their respective ; effects, and I really need to know what does what. I've modelled it in the ; lab but I'd really like confirmation."
; ; "Let's party then," Raxen said. "How much Beta-1 do you want ?"
; ; "Just a little," Yriel said, throwing her voice modulator on a side table.
; ; "I'll establish a baseline," Harika added, pulling herself together.
; ; Yriel pulled the straps holding the Wixennia onto the slab away and just ; for kicks, ran her hands over the bulbous boobs, ending with a pinch of the ; fat, turgid nipples holding back the enormous volume of liquid inside.
; ; "Lovely," she said, "give me 25 of Beta-1 and stand back."
; ; "What's this supposed to do," Raxen asked, handing Yriel the air hypo.
; ; "It's the booster catalyst in the preparation phase of a restructuring,"
; ; Yriel lectured, "it's used to initiate that first growth impulse to pump up ; a subject to accept the main inputs. It's mainly a targeted substance, so ; this should prove interesting."
; ; She squeezed the air hypo between the pair of red breasts and pulled the ; trigger, shooting the substance in.
; ; The response came instantly.
; ; The breasts sagged the dark brown, almost black aureolae spread out like ; a stain on the bright red breasts, bulging as they became larger, and as ; they spread, the turgid nipples twisted and swelled with the black stain, ; filling out.
; ; The breasts fell further, hips widened, her tight, firm buttocks puffed up, ; her crotch rolled outwards, the opening between her legs widening, and ; as the breasts fully deflated, the process slowed and stalled.
; ; "Refill her," Yriel said, "see if the dose has run its course."
; ; Raxen and Harika plugged the hoses back into the massive but firm black ; nipples and quickly topped off the overdeveloped breasts to erectness ; again as a few last changes rolled through the body.
; ; "That was cool," Harika said, arming to the experiment.
; ; "She's getting quite big," Raxen said, a little worried, regulating the ; filler control to get the Wixennia's swollen red orbs up to shape again.
; ; "Wait till you see the other stuff hit her then." Yriel laughed.
; ; "What's Gamma-1 do ?" Raxen asked, curious.
; ; "It's another catalyst like Beta-1, only less picky, so she'll likely ; start getting bigger."
; ; "Uh, shouldn't we get her off that slab then and get the equipment ; out of the way ?"
; ; "I only want 5 of this stuff precisely for that reason."
; ; "How much bigger should she get on that ?"
; ; "It should leave her with somewhat inflated boobs. That enough ?"
; ; "Can I ride her ?" Harika asked, now excited and aroused.
; ; Yriel stared daggers at her, then slowly and calmly said "No."
; ; "Spoilsport," Harika muttered, giving Yriel a big wink before turning to ; her instruments again.
; ; "Here we go," Yriel said, hitting her test subject in the same place as ; before, jumping away to make room.
; ; Instantly, the upright breasts started sinking to the sides, as they became ; larger, strange crunching and crackling noises emanating from the body as ; it stretched, head and feet sliding beyond the limits of the slab, arms ; falling off the sides, causing the breasts to roll further sideways, liquid ; sloshing inside, still growing larger, before the process slowly dwindled ; to a halt.
; ; "Wow," Harika said. "That was just 5cc's ?"
; ; "How much did she gain," Raxen inquired.
; ; "A good two feet in height," Harika read from her screen.
; ; "Refill her for the last test," Raxen asked, pulling up the fillers.
; ; "No, Yriel said, "Just leave her like this."
; ; "She looks so weird," Harika said, lifting up one of the beachball sized, ; half-filled breasts and nuzzling the large, stiff nipple, before letting ; it fall again and feeling down her supersized crotch, unable to wrap her ; hands around the enormous clit standing guard over the huge opening.
; ; "You done playing," Yriel asked. "We have more to do you know."
; ; "Sorry," Harika pouted, "I just wanted to feel what she was like."
; ; "Well, if you want feel you'll get feel with this last test."
; ; A strange, slightly insane grin slid across Yriel's face.
; ; "You're scaring me," Raxen said, "what's that stuff do ?"
; ; "I'll tell you in a few. But we can't run this test here. Take her to the ; large room first."
; ; "But we've set up all the instruments here," Harika complained.
; ; "We won't need instruments for this final test," Yriel said, laughing, "we ; can eyeball the results just fine."
; ; "What's that stuff do then," Harika asked, dragging the inert body onto ; a hovergurney while Raxen pushed from the other side.
; ; "You'll see. You'll even like it."
; ; They got to the bigger room, and Yriel instructed them to drop her down in ; the middle of the room and clear out to the monitor room.
; ; After placing a small device on the forehead she sat down on the Wixennia, ; intending to use the air hypo between the breasts.
; ; "What're you waiting for," Harika called from the door, "do it!"
; ; "Hang on," Yriel said, deviously switching the 20cc container for a 40cc, ; before pushing it onto the spot.
; ; "Well, she mumbled, here goes nothing," pulling the trigger and hearing the ; angry hiss as the air hypo forced the liquid into the target.
; ; She pulled the air hypo off, and waited for the inevitable.
; ; The pair of big red breasts began to inflate first, turning from bags to ; balloons in seconds, quickly followed by the legs and arms straightening, ; the head tilting slightly back, and the entire body began to vibrate.
; ; Deciding it was time to go, Yriel double checked the device she had ; installed, and dashed for the door to the side.
; ; Behind her, the Wixennia began to grow and expand, becoming larger and ; larger by the second, her dark red skin blossoming with glowing golden ; yellow highways as it stretched and stretched, encasing more and more ; volume as her form disproportionaly ballooned, breasts and crotch growing ; much faster than the rest of her body, bulging forms rolling and writhing ; on and below her skin as the body grew and contorted into a massively ; busted, hugely sexed caricature of itself.
; ; "Fuck me," Harika gasped, "she's enormous."
; ; "How much did you give her," Raxen asked.
; ; "Only 40cc's."
; ; "How are we going to get her down ? Or aren't we going to get her down ?
; ; We don't have to get her down do we ? We can use her as a funhouse the way ; she is now, can't we ?" Harika asked eagerly, her eyes gleaming.
; ; "Oh, I can get her down real fast," Yriel said.
; ; "More foam," Raxen complained, "and who's going to make her cum this time ; to get her down ?"
; ; Yriel held a little remote in front of Raxen. "One press of a button and ; there she blows. I put an autohypo filled with that cum catalyst on her."
; ; "Aww, do we have to take her down," Harika moped, "she's fan-fucking-tastic ; as she is right now."
; ; "We do," Yriel said, "for now. But I'm sure this is easily repeatable now ; that we know how it works. Now close that door so I can set her off."
; ; ---
; ; "So we do have enough data now ?" Harika asked, sitting down at the old ; terminal, activating it and waiting until it reported operational.
; ; "I think we do," Yriel said, sitting down at the one opposite.
; ; "Before we continue," Harika said, looking straight at Yriel, "you do ; realize that what we're about to do is highly illegal, very unethical, ; very much forbidden by law and on top of being totally taboo in our own ; society, very dangerous ?"
; ; "You mean you don't want to do it ?"
; ; "I didn't say that. I just gave you a reality check."
; ; "Yeah I know. But it'll be fun, won't it ?"
; ; Harika looked up, smiling, "if it works, hell yeah."
; ; "What's the idea anyway," Raxen asked, leaning against the doorpost of ; the small room, "what's this room for ?"
; ; "We're going to make a very special, custom bio-bomb."
; ; The shuttle copilot paced her cell, unable to sit down, too many ; angry thoughts clouding her brain, angry at herself, angry at whoever ; had fucked with them, angry at this stupid cell. Fear was never an ; emotion for her - she was Wixennia, and the fearful never made adulthood.
; ; The door on her cell clicked open, and without hesitation she dashed for ; it into the hall beyond. A quick look revealed a square of light to her ; left, and she ran for it, not caring what would happen if it was a trap.
; ; She was Wixennia. She would take as many with her as she could for the ; greater glory of her tribe.
; ; She skidded to a stop, finding herself in a rather large, featureless ; room as the door behind her slid closed.
; ; "Is this the best you can do, you weaklings," she shouted, "come on, give ; me the best you got, I'm Wixennia! I can take it and then pay you back in ; fucking spades!"
; ; "Oh you'll get the very best we have to offer," Harika said, smiling, ; standing on a balcony a few levels above the floor.
; ; "Come on down here, you cowardly Hadiz, I'll tear you limb from limb!"
; ; "Don't worry, you'll have a chance to prove your quality in a few."
; ; "I don't need to prove nothing to some inferior tribe - I'm Wixennia."
; ; "We'll see about that," Harika said mysteriously before she turned and ; left, leaving the cursing and ranting copilot behind.
; ; "Got her riled up real good," Raxen asked.
; ; "That's so easy with them - just hint they're second best. She took it ; hook, line and sinker." Harika said, laughing, then turned to Yriel.
; ; "Is it ready ?"
; ; "Almost. It hatched a few minutes ago, and I'm running a final diagnosis ; on it now to check for undesirable traits."
; ; "Finding any ?"
; ; "None so far. I'm actually impressed with this bio-hatchery - they don't ; make them like this anymore."
; ; "That's because they're highly illegal these days," Raxen reminded her.
; ; "All's fair in lust and war," Yriel quipped, "and the biobomb checks out ; fully OK - this should be very good."
; ; "How large is it ?"
; ; "Large. It has to carry all the volume to transfer, remember."
; ; "What did you two program it for," Raxen asked, curious.
; ; Harika and Yriel looked at each other and broke out laughing.
; ; "Shall we tell her," Harika giggled.
; ; Yriel shook her head and they both burst out laughing again, until the ; computer gave a signal.
; ; "Alright, let's blow something up," Harika said, clapping her hands.
; ; "More precisely," Yriel said smiling, "let's blow someone up."
; ; "Just how are you going to introduce that bio-bomb," Raxen asked, "or is ; that secret as well ?"
; ; "There's a hatch opposite of the balcony, it'll just roll down a chute ; onto the floor."
; ; "When ?"
; ; "About now - and don't even think of going out that door to the balcony ; until I tell it's safe."
; ; ---
; ; The Wixennia was still standing cursing and challenging in the direction ; of the balcony when a rush of air struck her from behind, followed by a ; sploshing sound of something soft hitting the ground.
; ; Confident she could handle whatever she pivoted on her heel, prepared ; to look her opponent in the eye.
; ; When she caught sight what had just dropped into the room, she just ; laughed in full confidence.
; ; Instead of someone to fight, it was something - a large, dull brown ; leathery globe about 20 feet across with no apparent protrusions, just ; sitting there on the floor.
; ; The red skinned copilot roared with laughter as she saw the strange ; thing on the floor in front of her.
; ; Her laughter quickly faded as the ball began rolling towards her, and ; from a fold on its surface, 4 long tentacles snapped out at her.
; ; She tried rolling out of the way, but couldn't avoid all of them, and ; one caught her on the right side breast, dragging her towards the ball ; and the other, waiting tentacles.
; ; She struggled, tried to remove the tentacle from her body but it gripped ; her like like a vice, and even as she was trying to pull the first off, ; the other three approached and latched onto her, effectively ending ; her resistance as the one over her face forced a solid cocktail of the ; paralytic and mindmelting agents into her.
; ; Almost immediately afterwards, her hips began to widen, her tight, ; shapely behind puffed up and began filling out, her thighs fattened and ; filled, even as her her legs spread apart while her crotch ballooned ; outwards, the massive mound dominating her swollen abdomen, the tentacle ; locked onto the top of the fast-growing clit while below it her once ; tight pussy developed into a massive, gaping, dripping maw of lust.
; ; On her chest meanwhile, her breasts blasted from beneath the tentacles, ; quickly inflating to massive sacks stretching to the sides of her ; distorting body, as the large ball began deflating, pumping its volume ; into the expanding breasts, until it was only a deflated husk on the ; floor of the hall, the limp tentacles falling away from the body, having ; wrought their work.
; ; For several minutes, nothing appeared to happen, just the body ; with the spread apart legs on the floor with the pair of massive, sloshing ; tits to either side, when suddenly, the body began convulsing, growing, ; changing again.
; ; The rest of her body bulged outwards, matching her massive abdomen for ; proportion, only she got taller as well, bringing her back to somewhat ; balanced proportions, but still with massive, swaying breasts, moving ; like gelatin on speed, and while her body heaved and swelled, the ; breasts billowed and bulged, black aureolae spreading like spilled ink ; on her sunset red boobs, nipples extruded from the black patches, ; swaying towers on a rising foundation, climbing up and out from the ; huge sack below.
; ; The pace of growth and shifting volume around slowed, and eventually ; stopped, leaving its results lying on the floor.
; ; Again, for several minutes nothing happened, the massive nipples swaying ; slowly on top of the shifting breasts, the massive crotch pulsing as if ; it had its own heartbeat, the rest of the body completely inert.
; ; Suddenly the breasts began to pulse and beat, contracting, expanding, ; rhythmically throbbing, the nipples, stiffening and erecting even further, ; and the pulse shifted; instead of contracting after every beat, the huge ; red balloons started growing in surges, beating bigger and bigger, ; filling out, dwarfing the massive body suspended under it as began to ; overcome it own weight, floating upwards towards the ceiling, beating ; bigger and bigger, stretching, growing, hardening, while the the huge ; black aureolae billowed out, turning to dark hemispheres on top of the ; massive elongating red balloons, the huge shafts on top stiff tubes ; pointing ahead, until the entire body floated up towards the ceiling, ; splaying out against the ceiling, spreading out, breasts still beating ; and expanding, growing downwards, and when her titanic nipples finally ; reached the walls, her hips and crotch started beating, growing, blowing ; up, disproportionally swelling, quickly followed by the rest of her body, ; until finally, 10 long minutes later the throbbing stopped.
; ; ---
; ; "Nine Circles," Raxen gasped.
; ; "Copy that," Harika mumbled, "that wasn't quite what we wanted."
; ; Yriel just stared wordlessly at the image repeated from the room, before ; turning to her terminal and running through the entire diagnosis of ; the the biobomb, picking out sections, paging through them, shaking her ; head, flipping to the next one, shaking her head again, on and on.
; ; "You're not going to find it, give it up," Harika said softly, "rather, ; see if you can find a solution to that monster gasbag we have there."
; ; "Oh, that's easy. Just poke a hole in her," Yriel said sarcastically.
; ; "Uhm, before we do anything radical," Raxen interjected, breaking the ; glowering stares going back and forth between Harika and Yriel, "is it ; safe to go in there to check her out ?"
; ; "Good question," Yriel said, giving Harika a catty smile before turning ; to her terminal and running a few programs.
; ; Harika rolled her eyes and sat down at her terminal, rolling through a ; different set of tests and scans before merging her report with the one ; on Yriel's terminal, who raised her eyebrow at Harika, but stole a smile ; in her direction nonetheless.
; ; "Verdict ?" Harika carefully asked.
; ; The yellow scientist pursed her lips, paged through the data, eyes ; scanning the screen, one hand on the scroller, the other massaging one ; of her breasts, and slowly she began to nod.
; ; "I'm not seeing any cues that there's any risks involved, which doesn't ; mean they're not there, but there's nothing here that screams dangerous."
; ; "Shall we go, then ?" Raxen asked, smiling, hands on the door controls.
; ; "Don't touch those controls," Yriel said calmly. "We go down the stairs ; and use the ground level exit."
; ; "But this door isn't that high up the wall," Raxen protested.
; ; "Nevertheless, we'll go through the ground exit. Once we're there you'll ; understand. Trust me."
; ; They tromped down the stairs into the room, craning their necks to look ; up at the huge form splayed on the ceiling.
; ; "We could easily have used the upstairs door; look," Raxen pointed.
; ; Yriel nodded, "True, but it was safer to do an initial inspection from ; ground level. And don't go near that biobomb husk, it might still have ; something to give."
; ; Harika squinted, looking around the form on the ceiling.
; ; "OK, so what do we do now besides staring ? Haul her down ?"
; ; "We don't know just how much lift she's generating. Or what happens when ; we get close to her."
; ; "I say to hell with being careful," Raxen stated, "let's just get up ; there and see what it does."
; ; Harika stole a glance at Yriel, waiting for the inevitable razor sharp ; comment to slice apart Raxen's carelessness.
; ; "Maybe you're right and I am too careful," Yriel finally said, "and maybe ; we should just get on there and see what happens, too, but the scientist ; in me is screaming out to take it a step at a time."
; ; A mischievous glint appeared in her eyes, and she threw both her friends ; a schoolgirl glance, "let's do it," she said, and they broke into a run ; for the staircase.
; ; Harika gently ran her hands over the taut red surface in front of ; her, pushing the tips of her fingers in, pushing her face in, feeling, ; probing and testing the surface presented to her.
; ; "Feels very nice," she said, "it's taut, but still quite flexible, and ; it's got a nice skin-like feel to it."
; ; "I've just got one question," Raxen said, "how do I get on top ?"
; ; Harika jerked her thumb at the massive black tube stretching into the ; corner, "I'd say, climb on it."
; ; Without further hesitation, Raxen walked over to the gigantic nipple, ; which completely dwarfed her, and with a litle help from Yriel, she ; managed to get on top of it and began crawling toards the hemispherical ; aureola ahead.
; ; "How does it feel," Harika shouted.
; ; "Feels fantastic - it's stiff solid like a big balloon!" Raxen replied.
; ; "Take care not to fall," Yriel called.
; ; "Don't worry, I got plenty grip here," the lime green woman called, ; trying to move onto the massive hemisphere, but coming up short at the ; near vertical wall taller than she was, before returning the same way she ; came to the walkway.
; ; "We just have to get her down," Harika said, "we can do nothing with her ; stuck to the ceiling."
; ; "I have an idea," Yriel said, "are you ready for some zero G ?"
; ; "Let's clean out that husk on the floor first then, so it won't get in ; our way - just as an added precaution."
; ; A quick shift and a slam of the garbage chute later they had the floor ; free of any undesirable obstacles.
; ; Yriel pressed a few buttons on a panel, then confirmed they had no gravity ; by gently pushing off the surface.
; ; Working together, they manhandled the massive shape down to the floor so ; they could do a better inspection.
; ; "Whew," Harika said, floating above the enormous shape, "she's huge."
; ; "Test her lift capacity ?" Raxen asked.
; ; "How ?" Yriel inquired.
; ; "Hold onto her and see if she goes up and how fast. We know she can ; support herself."
; ; "That should work," Harika agreed, pushing off a nearby surface, launching ; herself at one of the massive red legs, hugging it tightly as she reached ; it, working her way up, hand over hand, past the insanely large crotch, ; up to between the giant boobs, setting herself down next to Raxen.
; ; "Activating gravity ... now," Yriel called.
; ; "She's going," Raxen warned, feeling herself sink into the surface as ; gravity's pull returned.
; ; "Just her boobs are rising, we're not going anywhere," Harika responded.
; ; Slowly, the ungainly boobs rose up towards the ceiling, the body staying ; relucantly on the floor, weighed down by the pair of women sitting on top ; of her.
; ; "Gross," Raxen said, looking up, "her boobs are a little translucent."
; ; "Kinky actually," Harika responded.
; ; Yriel came down, and they decided to tie the massive red balloon to the ; floor wih a restraining strap for the time being.
; ; They would figure out what to do with her later, first, they had bigger ; business to attend to. Much bigger.
; ; ---
; ; "Hi Cilenia."
; ; "Whoever you are, you will release me immediately."
; ; "I don't think you're in any position to make demands," Yriel said, looking ; down into the cell through the viewport in the top.
; ; "I don't know who you are, or who you're working for, but lay one hand on ; me and my tribe will make you suffer for eternity."
; ; Sitting down at the edge of the viewport, Yriel smiled confidently.
; ; "You see, there's the problem. As far as your tribe is concerned, your ; shuttle was destroyed by the ever-scheming Maestas, who then launched a ; forbidden weapon to eliminate half the Wixennia fleet - naturally your ; tribe did live up to their rather ... zealous ... reputation, so both ; fleets are now decimated and ready to be dealt with later, but they've ; already declared you dead."
; ; "I don't believe a word of that. You had better release me now, and I'll ; put in a good word to spare your miserable lives."
; ; "I think I'd rather risk death than spend whatever time I've got left as ; a Wixennia lust slave or test subject, really."
; ; "Who says I'll have you killed," Cilenia threatened,
; ; "I call your bluff," Yriel said, laughing, "but I'm willing to play double ; or quits."
; ; ""I'm not in the mood for any games," the Wixennia Hag snarled, launching ; all of her 8-foot athletic frame at the viewport, determined to smash it ; and break out, finding that the translucent material was much harder and ; much tougher than she had estimated.
; ; "These are the rules," Yriel said calmly as Cilenia sat up, shook to clear ; her head, before glowering at the big busted woman on the other side of the ; glass, "in a few minutes, I am going to open the door to your cell. If ; you manage to escape, you are free to leave. If not, I will deal with ; you as I see fit."
; ; Cilenia laughed harshly, an unpleasant grating sound to Yriel's ears.
; ; "And what if I don't agree to your rules ?"
; ; "I never mentioned you had a choice in the matter. When the door opens you ; will make your bid for freedom. After all, you're Wixennia, so your ; conditioning and training to grasp every chance will take over."
; ; "Damn straight it will," the dark red Hag said proudly, "I am Wixennia.
; ; We are the warriors. We are superior. All others will bow before us."
; ; "Now that is the question here. Mind you, if you fail, you're mine."
; ; "No chance, balloonboobs," Cilenia bluffed, "if I win, I promise you will ; live - and I'm determined to find out just how far you can be stretched."
; ; "Better get ready then," Yriel said, a smile spreading across her face,
; ; "because I'm really curious to know how far you will be stretched."
; ; Yriel waved goodbye, and the Wixennia Hag snarled at her like a wild ; animal, pounding her fists into the viewport.
; ; "Sorted," Harika asked.
; ; "Sorted. She's as angry as I dared to make her - she actually looks quite ; sexy when she's worked up - so we should be good."
; ; "I don't understand what's attractive about then," Raxen complained, "they ; all have their breasts reduced to bare minimum, when they're not cloned ; without them anyway, and by the time they reach maturity they're all ; covered in scars, not to mention their often ridiculous physiques."
; ; "You don't like strong, tough succubae then," Yriel asked, "I think it's ; rather kinky to see all that strength ripple beneath their skin."
; ; "I don't get off on it no," the lime green engineer said, "the only hard ; things I like go between my legs - for the rest I prefer soft."
; ; "OK, it's almost showtime. Harika - path status ?"
; ; "All alternate route panels are locked down. She's got one route to the ; elevator of Doom."
; ; "Raxen - mechanical status ?"
; ; "The bucket is in place - are you sure this is going to work ?"
; ; "It's not like we're leaving her any choices. Restructurer Status: I've got ; a green light on every nu-feed. How are we for power ?"
; ; Raxen typed a few commands, bringing up the generator display.
; ; "I've got all non-essential systems offline. The shield and weapon ; generators are hooked into the main grid. The energy converters all checked ; out fully functional. Uhm, just one question."
; ; "We have time for that - go ahead."
; ; "Is it really a wise idea to give that monster that much nu-flow ? This is ; several orders of magnitude bigger and more powerful than any of us has ; ever even heard rumors about. What if it goes out of control ?"
; ; "I'm prepared to risk that," Yriel said firmly, "to give that bitch a good ; taste of her own medicine."
; ; "Then another thing," Harika piped up, "suppose things do work out - do ; we even have a nu-tank here big enough to support her ?"
; ; "Yes. Like I said, this base has been designed with this kind of thing in ; mind apparently - if necessary I can flood the central chamber to work as ; a nu-tank. Time for questions is up - it's showtime."
; ; Yriel brought up the camera's on the screens in the monitoring room, and ; entered the sequence to unlock and open the Hag's cell.
; ; ---
; ; Cilenia bolted from the cell before the door was even fully open, putting ; every ounce of strength and speed she had into her long bounding strides, ; practically leaping for the first door she saw.
; ; Locked down.
; ; Cursing her captors, she ran for the next door.
; ; Locked down.
; ; She smashed her fist into the lockdown panel, and when that failed, she ; resorted to using her legs, but not even one of her fabled destructive ; kicks could make even a dent in the shield panel.
; ; She took off down the hall, racing past the locked down doors, until one ; door panel showed a green light.
; ; Jumping at the door, she smashed the open button, and as it began opening, ; she snarled, and forced the double doors apart, thundering down the next ; passage, locked doors on either side flashing by her, adrenalin pumping, ; her rage seething, ready to explode if she got her big hands on that ; annoying yellow bigboobed bitch, swearing under her breath to beat her to ; within an inch of her life, punching the next door button as it came within ; reach, sprinting into the next corridor, a dark tunnel, faintly lit from ; the ceiling by translucent pipes carrying a swirling orange-yellow liquid.
; ; Ignoring the large nu-feeds overhead, she tore into a cross corridor, only ; to find it blocked at the end by a locked down door, and when venting some ; of her near limitless anger didn't work, she turned around and went the ; other way, up an elevator, into another corridor, left, right, up, down, ; until she lost track of direction and distance, but never stopping, never ; realizing it was a ploy to further entrap her in the crisscrossing halls ; of the large base.
; ; She ran past locked down lab doors, her bare feet pounding the sterile ; white floor below her, her eyes locked onto the green dot at the end of ; the wide corridor, hungering to deliver that blow to the switch, hungering ; for the brief recharge period as her escape continued, hungering for her ; revenge, already fantasizing what she was going to do, imagining how she ; would stuff that pathetic Lilis' tits with bioplasma until they would ; nearly burst, then inject her with accelerant to increase her capacity, ; before pumping her full again, stretching her up until she would beg for ; mercy - only to receive another hit of accelerant followed by bioplasma.
; ; She had this special breed of bioworm, one that would love nesting in ; that nice little yellow womb, brutally widening out the passage to the ; outside, giving her and her loyal disciples hours of fun and lust, yes, ; revenge would be orgasmically sweet.
; ; Cilenia stomped the elevator switch, and the large doors opened to the ; open cage of large freight elevator.
; ; Rolling onto the floor, it began moving, up again, and she took the time ; to recover from her exertion, focussing on the next dash that would never ; come, preparing for a run to freedom that wouldn't be.
; ; Halfway in the shaft, the elevator jerked to a sudden stop, right next to ; a service grate.
; ; "Perfect," Cilenia roared, diving at the grate, ripping it off the opening ; and throwing it aside, before crawling down the dimly lit tunnel beyond it, ; into what she believed her way to escape the route set by her captors.
; ; Behind her, the large elevator jerked up, blocking the tunnel exit before ; stopping again, leaving the large, red Wixennia no other choice but to ; continue into the twisting maze of tunnels. She was sure she'd find a ; route to to wherever she liked.
; ; Cilenia howled in frustration, bringing down both her massive ; fists at another sealed blast door, before backtracking for perhaps the ; twentieth time already, cursing her instincts, cursing her eagerness in ; grasping at every route apparently available. She had fallen into what ; turned out to be a carefully designed trap, forcing her onwards, tiring ; her, but never once did her rage and effort fade or ebb as she worked ; her way through the route set for her.
; ; Giving up or sitting down never once even appeared as an option - there ; was always the chance they had been good for their words, and then, then ; her visions of vindication would turn to screaming, wailing reality.
; ; Up ahead, she spied a half open inspection door, and a rancid and sickly ; sweet smell filled the tunnel.
; ; Oh well, Cilenia thought, if I have to wade through refuse to get out of ; here, I will. I'll just have to think of an ever more horrible humiliation ; and mutilation when I get back - because I will have my revenge.
; ; She grabbed the thick inspection door for support, and wrinkling her nose, ; she stared down into the vertical tube down to a bend a few levels ; down - oh well, a skin rash would be the least of her problems.
; ; Without further hesitation, she stepped in, and let herself drop down ; to what she thought would be a refuse collection hole.
; ; As she dropped, the heavy sweet scent got thicker, and as recognition ; flooded her senses, she vainly tried to arrest her downward momentum, ; but before she even lost half her speed, she bombed out of the tube, ; which slammed shut behind her, plunging into a sea of tentacles.
; ; ---
; ; "Lovely, graceful entry," Raxen said.
; ; "It was the only route I could map that was long enough to confuse, and ; short enough to survive," Harika replied.
; ; "How long before she gets snared ?"
; ; "Won't be long now," Yriel said, "better start cranking up those nutrient ; inflows. I have the idea something is about to wake up spectacularly."
; ; She had just finished speaking those words when a deep rumble echoed ; through the room, and the floor shook.
; ; "Are you sure that thing's properly contained in there," Raxen asked, ; fear in her eyes and voice.
; ; "It's waking up," Harika said, her eyes locked on the monitor as the ; nine perimeter pods thrust upwards, each folding open into a large three ; petalled platform, each extending a black twisting mass of tentacles ; before closing and sinking again, followed by the three massive fleshy ; towers in the middle rising up, each unraveling a pair of pinky red, ; vein-encrusted graspers stretching, as if testing its function, probing, ; feeling, waking from a long slumber.
; ; From the thick sea of writhing limbs, one thick, red snake reared up, ; and as it rose, it pulled the struggling form of Cilenia up from between ; the sinuous mass filling he space between the nine perimeter pods and the ; triple central core.
; ; "Where is it taking her," Yriel asked, filling her screen with diagnostics ; and data, targeting Cilenia with the scanners, wanting to follow every ; single thing that happened.
; ; "It's taking her to one of the perimeter pods."
; ; "Which one ?"
; ; "Near group, center pod. It's on screen. Look for yourself."
; ; Cilenia stared down to the three massive petals sliding open to ; unleash their ravenous horde of thin, ropey tentacles, wrapping around ; her arms, her neck, her waist, her wrists, her thighs and her ankles, ; before the vice-like grip on her foot slackened, and the giant red snake ; sank down into the writhing lake, while she descended, gripped by what ; felt like thin steel cables tightly wrapped around her, into the center ; of the platform, feeling her legs being pulled apart, no matter how hard ; she tried to keep them together as she approached the surface.
; ; Out of the central tunnel shot a thick pink protrusion, studded with ; bumps and ribs, bending over to her.
; ; The head split apart, revealing a trio of thick three-petal flowers that ; opened as they descended onto her, wrapping around her crotch and over ; where her breasts should be.
; ; A moist, black wurmlike finger slithered from the center of the pink shaft, ; past the flower sucking itself onto her crotch, between the pair solidly ; attached to her chest, before its head flapped open and launched itself ; at her face, covering her nose, mouth and cheeks with a sticky wet membrane ; forming an airtight seal, sending Cilenia into a wild panic until she ; found out she could breathe through it, but unbeknownst to her, every ; breath was slowly breaking down her resistance, her will to fight, her ; will to be, her ability to be, even.
; ; "Novel approach, using that living breather mask," Raxen said.
; ; "Old approach actually. But hey, it works. Are those nu-feeds up to ; speed yet ?"
; ; "I've got 90% and climbing. Yriel ? I'm actually scared what this thing ; is going to do. I mean ... Kyrna was already huge, and that was from a ; controlled-bred biopod. This thing's so much bigger and older ... I can't ; even imagine how big she'll end up. Nevermind what happens if she starts ; foaming up on us, or worse, ballooning."
; ; "You're not the only one who's afraid," Harika said, "I'm scared as well, ; but I'm also insanely curious, not to mention insanely horny just seeing ; this happen."
; ; "I'm a little apprehensive as well," Yriel admitted, "but I think the ; people who built this base knew what they were doing - and I trust that."
; ; "It's too late to turn back anyway," Harika said, shifting her slender, ; dark green legs, plunging one hand into the well of sticky fluid between ; them, "it's beginning."
; ; Three pairs of eyes longingly gazed towards the screen showing the action.
; ; The black strings holding Cilenia onto the soft, moist surface ; of the pod had slid back down the central tunnel, leaving only the ; bent stalk latched onto her, the mask over her face being reeled back, ; leaving only the three flowers sucked onto her sturdy, well-trained body, ; as the base of the stalk began bulking up, its girth increasing from the ; bottom as if something big was sliding up it, distending it as it rose ; to the point where the stalk split apart, forming a big balloonlike ; bulge below the split, stretching the surface apart, foling up, before ; the three separate stalks gained their girth, and the transformation was ; fully underway.
; ; Soundlessly, the process began, Cilenia's trim body taking on much more ; voluptuous curves, losing her body tone to expansion, the flowers on her ; chest first rising up to contain spheres, then splitting open to reveal ; enormous masses of expanding red breasts, followed later by a huge ; summit of black as they drew upwards, until they released a pair of ; proportionally absolutely titanic, jet black nipples, standing shuddering ; on a pair of oval balloons attached to her swollen body, her hips and thighs ; well over three times proportional size, her distended crotch hanging to ; halfway her knees.
; ; As the deflated pink stalk sank into the center of the pod, Harika let ; out a deep moan, flooding her chair with fluid.
; ; "Sorry," she said, looking at the mess she had made, " but that's so ... ; so ... so .... sooooooooo incredible."
; ; "Nevermind the mess," Yriel said, "we'll clean up later. But if that got ; you so turned on, I think you're in for a lot more of those."
; ; Raxen just blankly stared at the screen, unable to say anything, working ; both hands in her crotch, oblivious to anything around her.
; ; "More," she mumbled, "there's going to be more. I want to see more. I want ; to have more. Want to feel more. More. Much more."
; ; "You'll get more," Yriel said quietly, "this was just the preparatory ; phase of the process. We're about to go to the main process."
; ; "Just as a reference," Harika interjected, pulling her hand out of her ; cunt, creating a slurping sound, before rubbing her wet hand all over ; her large, full breasts, "that chamber is close to 700 feet across."
; ; Another deep rumble, and the floor shook again, jolting them out of ; their discussion and rivetting their eyes on the screen.
; ; Inside the chamber, the other two pods in the perimeter cluster ; rose up and folded open, and from each of them a large, glistening black ; tentacle rose up, one each smoothly sliding down the vast valves topping ; the huge elongated balloons, and the last one slowly fed between her legs, ; sending the protruding crotch quaking as if filled with jelly.
; ; The central tower nearest the perimeter cluster began swelling up, growing ; taller and thicker, doubling its volume, its veins bulging off its surface, ; glowing brighter, vast sacs near its base inflated and filled, lifting ; the swollen, turgid tower until it nearly touched the ceiling.
; ; Slowly, Cilenia's body began growing, catching up to her voluptuous pelvis ; and thighs, hardening, rippling, becoming taut as muscles began pushing ; from inside, building up, adding more and more rows, swelling beyond all ; possible capacity, but still building, growing larger, her sack-like crotch ; extending, first filling all the space between her massive legs, then ; overflowing, crawling down to her knees, abdomen turning into a flat, hard ; surface pulsing with strength, her arms twisting and swelling, matching ; her legs for girth, while her full body size increased, outgrowing the ; surface on the pod, which groaned to sustain her mass, before the sea of ; snakes came to assistance, supporting the megamuscular form as she grew ; to just over 50 feet tall, her massive hands appearing from beneath her ; breasts, so far unchanged apart from her nipples, which had come to truly ; towering erection, a pair of black tubes, half as high as her breasts, ; and about half the height across.
; ; The growing stopped, and the sacs beneath the tower ballooned again, and ; with a mighty groan that set the entire structure shuddering, it forced ; the contents out.
; ; Instantly, the black tentacles distended to three times their diameter, ; the inflow setting the huge red breasts shaking and sloshing as they bulged ; and swelled, first smoothly blowing up like balloons, but the growth ; quickly degenerated into masses of overlapping bulges protruding and ; growing, being absorbed back into the surface as it caught up, before new ; ones formed, and the process repeated itself, a similar effect affecting ; the bloating black hemispheres on top, fluid seeping out of the quickly ; distending and growing tower crowning the massive balloon.
; ; The hugely muscular body stretched and swelled, never once losing its tone, ; growing, growing and expanding, until she stretched from perimeter to ; central core, her massive sloshing breasts covering over a quarter of the ; floor in the room, moving and shaking as if they had a life on their own.
; ; Snaking over her body, the displaced sea of tentacles felt its way across, ; digging in, lifting, playing, as the three black filler tubes withdrew ; back to the perimeter, leaving the almost caricatural shape behind.
; ; Harika had made a complete mess of her seat, reaching another pair ; of freight train orgasms, but neither of her two friends had come out of ; the scene clean either - the thing that astonished her most was Yriel ; in her seat, reclined, feverishly stroking and rubbing her mound, drenched ; in fluid.
; ; "That's it then," Raxen asked disappointedly, looking a bit dejected.
; ; "You want her to be even bigger then," Yriel asked, keeping up the pace.
; ; "No, it's just ... I don't dig the Wixennia physique, and this is really ; extreme. Okay, those monster tits look kinda nice but ... "
; ; "Not to mention her monster walk-in lust tunnel," Harika giggled, "I think
; ; I can look past her comic book body to that."
; ; Yriel opened her mouth to reply, but a sudden shock and a rumble, followed ; by lights and instruments going out before reactivating cut her off.
; ; "What the hell was that," Harika squealed in fear.
; ; "Like I know," Yriel retorted, "how about looking at the screen."
; ; Raxen gasped and pointed at the main monitor, staring wide-eyed at the live ; image from the chamber.
; ; The three central towers dipped down, folding over, the sea of ; tentacles completely gone, pulled into recesses or wrapped around stalks ; coming off the main struts linking the core to the perimeter groups.
; ; From three holes around the edge in the bulbous core, nine sinuous, ; swaying, waving, dark red tentacles rose, extending out to the walls of ; the chamber, feeling their way around, until they found her.
; ; One each wrapped around her legs, two pairs slipped around her breasts, ; cinching them as they pulled taut, one wrapped around her waist and the ; last two snaked around her arms, lifting her off the floor, pulling her ; into the center, postioning her dangling crotch over the hole from which ; they had appeared, holding her there upright, releasing the cinched ; breasts to flop down to either side, spreading the giant legs, lowering ; her to just above the crest of the core.
; ; Out of a hole in the center, a shiny black phallus rose, crowned with ; a massive head, fed by enormous, throbbing veins, sliding up, pushing ; up against the crotch without penetrating, until a pair of red tentacles ; stretched her wide open, allowing the head to slide into position inside of ; her right up to her pelvis, before the tentacles let go and the she closed ; up around it, the form of the throbbing head inside visible through the ; skin, before everything sank back down until her ass was sitting on the ; core, legs spread wide, her body held down, the top of the phallus head ; protruding, the hole sealed tight around it.
; ; Around the base of the core, large stubby tentacles thrust from their ; recesses and locked onto mouths revealed by the folded-over towers, three ; groups of three again, before the entire core rumbled and shook, the ; living hoses first shuddering, then arcing and filling, as the 360 feet ; tall Amazon threw her head back, and bellowed a single guttural scream ; before her breasts suddenly exploded outwards, filling up, swelling to ; chamber-filling orbs, her still extruding, overly erect nipples smashing ; into the reinforced walls before being forced to fold over, crawling along ; the walls as they thickened and stretched, until finally it grew so large ; that the tension of the valve couldn't keep it closed anymore, and a huge ; flood of glowing red liquid began spilling out, but still she filled up, ; even as the flow turned to a torrent, the process kept going, until it ; stopped as suddenly as it had started.
; ; The bottom half of the chamber was completely flooded with the liquid, ; her boobs floating on the glowing sea, nipples the size of buildings still ; leaking fluid as muscle tension slowly won from internal pressure.
; ; The central hole irissed open, and with a sucking noise followed by a loud ; pop, the phallus disengaged from her body, now fully supported, even nearly ; encompassed, by her cleavage.
; ; The three of them stared wordlessly at the sight as the massively ; inflated Wixennia slowly sagged over backwards, her distended mound pulling ; from the central hole, before the rest was pushed out by something.
; ; Harika sucked in a deep breath, shook her head and typed out a few lines ; on her console.
; ; "Shall I begin draining off the fluid," she asked Yriel, who was staring at ; the image, long since having stopped masturbating, sitting as if she had ; been turned to stone.
; ; "What ? Yes, why not. I. ah, uhm ... uhm ... I'll figure out how to, uhm, ; get her to a nu-tank, yes, yes I will," she responded, unable to take her ; eyes off the monitor.
; ; Raxen blinked, shook her head, then looked away from the main screen, ; focussing on her cum-splattered terminal.
; ; "Damn this thing's efficient," she said, "we never went over 70% of total ; feed capacity."
; ; All the typing and work in the room stopped.
; ; "Say that again," Yriel whispered.
; ; "We never went over 70% total draw from the converters."
; ; The yellow scientist's eyes went from the main screen to her screen, then ; back to staring at Raxen in what could only be described as fear, and when ; the engineer stole a look over to Harika, she saw the same look in her ; eyes as well.
; ; Their reverie was broken by an enormous gurgling sound as the eerie red ; lake drained down disposal pipes, and Yriel switched off the gravity ; inside, allowing a group of bots to maneuver the two giant soft balloons ; linked by the impossibly hard body out.
; ; As they left the control room, Harika glanced once more at the main screen, ; seeing the massive biopod slowly regain its former form and acitivity ; before shutting everything down and ordering up a team of cleaning bots.
; ; ---
; ; "This place is eerie," Raxen said, gazing down into the room.
; ; "It was the best I could do on short notice," Yriel replied, "it's not like ; there's much choice given her size."
; ; "You could at least have turned on more lights in here," Harika said.
; ; "But can't you feel the luuuust," Yriel said, her voice dropping an octave ; for the last word.
; ; "I don't know if it's lust I feel," the light green engineer said, "or that ; it's just ... well ... revolting ... what we've just done. I mean, just look ; at it. Her breasts are proportionally even bigger than Kyrna's were, never ; mind her body and all."
; ; "I'm torn too," Harika said, "but between lust and disgust really. I lust ; to run all over her, feel her, test her, cum on her - but Raxen's right, ; it's just so ... extreme ... "
; ; "I can't even justify this as an experiment anymore," Yriel said, shaking ; her head, "because of the extremity. I thought she'd just get big - but ; this went beyond everything I expected. Way beyond."
; ; They sat down on the edge of the pool, watching the two giant balloons ; bob around on the surface, body drifting between them.
; ; "So what do we do with this, besides just letting it float in here ?"
; ; "We could give it a try," Yriel said hesitantly, "get her to the main ; play room, try to make sense or fun of it all."
; ; "Do we have any alternatives ?"
; ; "Apart from hitting her with a cocktail of the foam-up compound and then ; making her cum remotely ? Not much."
; ; Harika looked at Raxen, who shrugged. "Let's get this over with then."
; ; ---
; ; "So what's the plan," the dark green operator asked as she drifted down ; while the gravity load increased, sitting down to avoid tipping over as ; she felt her weight return, pouting as her breasts sagged a little.
; ; "Oh, I don't know," Yriel said, holding onto the grip at the controls, ; checking everyone landed as planned, "start crawling around I guess."
; ; "I don't think you have to do much crawling," Raxen said, staring up ; between the titanic red form's spread legs, "her cunt alone is nearly big ; enough to land a shuttle in."
; ; "If you think that's big," Harika called, "you should check out these ; nipples - you can live inside of these."
; ; "Be careful," Yriel warned, "I have no clue what might set her off, or ; even if we can set her off at all given her size. Just make sure that ; whatever you do, you can make a quick escape."
; ; Climbing onto a finger, Harika began walking up the enormous arm, reaching ; the body, then walked down her massive chest, past her splayed breasts, ; over her rock hard stomach, onto her abdomen, standing the equivalent ; of two stories up as she reached the base of the giant red mound.
; ; Reaching forward, she felt it, and to her surprise, it was soft, unlike ; the rest of her body, walking across her stomach had been like walking on ; a concrete surface, and without thinking, she let herself fall into the ; soft, pliable mass of flesh.
; ; Raxen was on the floor, gazing up at a dripping cunt the height of a ; 2-storey building, flanked by a pair of dark red, swollen lips, and topped ; by a huge black bulge, hearing Harika squeal as she dropped into the mass ; at the pelvis, before deciding she wanted at least one taste of megapussy, ; stepping up, and with minimal effort, pushing her way inside.
; ; The yellow scientist meanwhile stared up the gigantic black, semi-deflated ; hemispheres sitting on top of the ridiculously large breasts, shaking ; her head as she walked alongside the 150 foot long, 20 foot diameter ; tubes coming off them, occasionally pushing against it, feeling it was ; soft, but the tough skin wouldn't give much.
; ; She arrived at the front of it, running her hand over the large fold ; forming one half of the central valve, then looked at her own breasts, ; feeling silly for staring at what effectively was such a hugely enlarged ; version of her own anatomy - well, minus the extreme proportions of course.
; ; Curious, she reached up and put a hand up against the fold, then pushed and ; tried to slide her fingers between it, finding it tougher than expected.
; ; She tried again, this time pushing with one hand and trying to slide the ; other in, when the valve briefly gave way and a huge blast of intensely ; foul smelling gas howled out, before the valve sealed against the internal ; pressure.
; ; Wracked with coughing, Yriel dropped to the ground, her head woozy from ; the blast and the rancid smell.
; ; "Why is it," she mumbled to herself, "that every time I do this I end up ; on the receiving end of something bad."
; ; She poked around the massive Wixennia, but found nothing more to her ; interest, so she turned to her party chemicals, preparing for some really ; huge action.
; ; Harika had climbed out of the soft crotch, and walked up the body again, ; climbing up the slope of one soft, half-filled balloon spread to the side ; of the giant body, feeling it soft and springy under her feet, jumping up ; and letting herself, fall breasts first into them, bouncing a few times ; off the soft surface before scrambling to her feet and doing it again.
; ; With a slurping sound, Raxen emerged from her exploration, covered from ; head to toe in thick, sticky liquid, dropping to the ground once she got ; out and vomiting.
; ; "Yuck," she said, "she's vile from the inside - just like I imagined all ; of those redskins to be."
; ; Cursing her stupidity, she cleaned off at an improvised washing stall they ; had set up before joining Yriel and Harika, who'd gotten tired of just ; bouncing around, at the side room where the yellow scientist was busy ; preparing her equipment.
; ; "What'd you two do," Harika asked, "you look terrible."
; ; "I got the short end of the stick again," Yriel sighed, "her breasts are ; filled with some incredibly foul gas. Which I found out the hard way."
; ; "If you think that's bad," Raxen said, "you ought to try tasting her cunt.
; ; It's positively disgusting."
; ; "So now what do we do, now that we know she's as useless inside as out ?"
; ; Yriel turned around, holding a large auto-hypo in her hands.
; ; "We pump her up."
; ; "Do we even have enough room for that in here ?" Raxen asked, astonished.
; ; "Do I look like I even care ?"
; ; "Can I ride her ?" Harika asked, clapping her hands excitedly.
; ; Yriel was about to admonish her dark green friend for carelessness, when ; a smile crossed her face. "Let's all ride her on the way up. We know that's ; not the dangerous bit of it. It's deflation that's the problem."
; ; "You're kidding, right ?" Raxen said.
; ; "No, I'm serious. Let's ride her."
; ; "I don't know," the engineer said hesitantly, "I'm actually a little scared ; of that whole pumping up thing. Especially those big luminous things that ; pop up out of her body gross me out."
; ; "Oh, those're just cool, Harika gushed, "they're just plain orgasmic. Trust ; me - I know. It feels like the best fuck you ever had."
; ; "If you don't try, you'll never know," Yriel said, twiddling the hypo.
; ; Raxen threw up her arms in resignation, "allright, allright, I'll go along ; with you two - curse my Hadiz curiosity."
; ; ---
; ; "What do you have in that thing," Harika asked, pointing to the large ; auto-hypo Yriel was carrying.
; ; "You want a shot ?" she replied mischievously.
; ; "No thanks, just tell me what's in it."
; ; "Well, I had two choices really - I could go for direct results, or I could ; present her a killer orgasm first."
; ; "Which did you pick ?"
; ; "Given I don't know how she'll react to the orgasm, and from what you told ; me just how filthy her cum is, we're going for direct results. I just ; hope this is enough."
; ; "Where are we going to be when you hit her," Raxen inquired.
; ; "I figured her lower body to be the safest place. I suspect her breasts ; will blow up to massive proportions - actually I'm hoping they will, and ; that leaves only the lower part of her body an option. And we'll be in ; the middle of the action - unless of course you want to camp out on a leg ; or arm."
; ; "How big is she right now, anyway" Raxen asked as she pulled Yriel onto ; the huge hand before they set off up the arm, scaling over bulging muscles ; as they hiked to their destination.
; ; "360 feet," Yriel said, "that's head to feet."
; ; "What ? So she's 45 times our size ? 45 times ?!"
; ; "I can't even begin to imagine how huge she'll become," Harika said.
; ; "Don't imagine, experience," Yriel said, smiling.
; ; "Right here ?" Raxen asked, pointing down, standing just above ; where Cilenia's monster mound began.
; ; "As good a place as any," Harika said, "with something nice in easy ; reach, a quick exit if we have to run for it, and ex-cel-lent views."
; ; "Where do you want to inject her with that monster," Raxen asked, pointing ; to the two-handed air hypo Yriel was carrying.
; ; Poking her finger right between the engineer's breasts, her face lit up ; with a massive grin, before setting off over the massive sixpack to her ; target.
; ; She set down the massive hypo, pushing its slightly concave head into the ; skin, leaning on it, putting her knee on top of it to get a good ; connection, pulling the trigger to its first stop, feeling the injector ; head extend and click into place, then flicked the final safety off with ; her thumb, braced herself, and squeezed the trigger against its stop.
; ; The hypo, originally designed to inject chemicals into biopods, fired ; its hollow injection bolt, squirted its contents inside, retracted the ; bolt, and Yriel jerked it up and threw it aside, off the body before ; running across the expanse to where her friends where standing.
; ; ---
; ; Behind her, the puncture had sealed as soon as the bolt had pulled free, ; followed by the skin beginning to bulge.
; ; The small bulge soon faded, and as Yriel was still running, thin cracks ; of luminous gold appeared between the two massive breasts, racing up the ; massive balloons, invading the black bulges on the front, also spreading ; downwards the body, following hot on Yriel's heels, overtaking her as she ; skidded to a halt with her two friends, going past them, covering the ; baggy mound and the legs in a thin, intricate pattern, breaking up the ; red skin on her arms as well until it covered her entire massive body.
; ; As soon as Cilenia was completely encased in the thin net of golden ; lines, they all split open in pulsing, bulging lines of luminescence, ; shifting from yellow to orange to bright red and back again, flashes of ; color running up and down the widening network as the titanic breasts ; began filling out, growing more bulbous, swelling into towering balloons ; that started steadily extending, lines of light splitting open, huge ; bulges of extra volume twisting and distorting the shape, the monstrous ; black,swelling half-globes shifting position as bulge stacked on bulge ; below them, their growing black summits wildly swaying as they raced ; higher and higher, as her body swayed when it too began its unsteady ; expansion, thin lines growing to pulsing, beating veins, shifting color, ; adding volume.
; ; Harika crawled towards the massive glowing wall surrounding them, and ; as she pushed her body into it, the wall swelled, molding itself to her, ; and she moaned as the sensual throb of the growth beat through her, the ; smooth, soft surface beneath her, pushing against her, squeezing her ; breasts, trying to force her legs apart.
; ; Pushing off, it reluctantly let go of her, briefly leaving a shaped ; impression before assuming its former shape.
; ; "Creepy," Raxen said.
; ; "Just remember to keep your arms back so you can push off and keep your ; legs together," Harika smiled, "want to try ?"
; ; Hesitantly, the lime green engineer crawled towards the wall as it flushed ; red, stood up and pushed her chest into the wall, feeling the wall mold ; around her body, pushing hard against her crotch, trying to drive a wedge ; between her legs, feeling the beat squeeze her breasts and throb against ; her crotch.
; ; "I still think it's creepy," she said, "but pleasant."
; ; She shifted her legs to be more comfortable, and suddenly a bulge blasted ; between them and spread her legs wide apart.
; ; Raxen gasped as ... something ... penetrated her, rapidly opening her ; up as it filled her to capacity, throbbing and pulsing, and all she could ; do was moan in delight as the beating wall fucked her, pushing deeper ; into her, until Yriel and Harika pulle her off, dragging her away from ; the wall.
; ; "Circles, look at that thing - that was inside you!" Yriel gasped, pointing ; to the giant curved protrusion slowly melting back into the wall.
; ; "Didn't I tell you to be careful ?" Harika said, shaking her head.
; ; "Fuck careful," Raxen said, "that was great."
; ; They were thrown to the ground as the patch of skin they were on suddenly ; rose and grew, forming a massive stretch mark, throwing them up a cell, a ; little towards the swaying, bulge-lined, distorted breasts, still rising ; and growing, the black aureolae out of view except when a bubblegum bulge ; built up on one side and the entire tower tipped over and brought a ; bump-studded black ball topped by a giant pipe that was wildly jerking ; from side to side as the entire thing beneath it moved, rising higher.
; ; "I want to get off," Harika said, panic in her voice, "this ... thing ... ; is beginning to really frighten me."
; ; "Well, if you think those boobs are crazy, you didn't look the other ; direction, then" Raxen said, eyes wide as she stared.
; ; They turned around, dropping to their knees on the heaving body, as they ; saw how her soft, baggy mound had swollen into an oblong balloon stretching ; up and away, pushing the legs to the sides as it had bulged to insanity ; inducing size, the towering clit more shifting glow than black skin, ; erecting taller and taller as they stared, lust lips flaring and filling, ; adding to the massive mound's volume, as it extended past her feet.
; ; "Time to run" Harika asked, and the other two nodded assent.
; ; Harika began climbing the tall vein, careful to keep her body away ; from the heaving surface, her touch leaving handholds for the others ; to follow, as she scaled across, dropping onto the next patch, as the walls ; grew taller, the boobs bulged bigger and the body just kept on getting ; larger and larger, they finally reached the edge, sliding down the side, ; using the gigantic glowing veins as support to get down to ground level.
; ; Harika squinted as she looked up.
; ; "I can't see the top of her breasts any more."
; ; "If you don't hurry up and get behind that door you won't see anything ; anymore because she just keeps on going."
; ; "If I may," Raxen interrupted as they started towards the exit, "just how ; big is this place anyway ?"
; ; "I haven't got a clue," Yriel said, "but it is filling it out quite nicely ; don't you think ?"
; ; "I think she's repulsive like this," Harika said, "just look at those ; boobs, there's hardly any shape left."
; ; "Agreed. Now will you get moving ?" Yriel said, looking at the still ; swelling breasts, watching a huge bulge pop out the bottom before it ; spread, eventually smoothing out in the surface.
; ; In the side room, Yriel sat down at the terminal she'd set up ; and tapped a few commands, staring at the screen, tapping a few more ; commands, shaking her head. "This can't be right."
; ; "What can't be right ?"
; ; "I have a size readout on her. From foot to head she just passed 12K"
; ; "I believe it," Raxen mumbled, "but it doesn't turn me on."
; ; "Any more data," Harika asked, "what're her boobs doing ?"
; ; "Just passed 18K and still rising fast. Want a video feed ?"
; ; "Of those lumpy beasts ? No thanks."
; ; Yriel shrugged and pulled up a few stills on the screen, showing the ; almost fully globular aureola covering the entire top of the breast, ; a twisting, curved pipe on top of it, broken by glowveins and giant ; stretch marks.
; ; "It doesn't look very appealing, no," she agreed.
; ; "Is she even going to stop growing," Raxen sighed.
; ; "I wish I knew," Yriel said, "but I'll keep monitoring her sizes."
; ; "Looks like the growth is tapering off," Harika commented, tapping the ; numbers in one corner of the screen.
; ; "I would hope so - I've had enough of her as well, and I want to get this ; whole sordid episode over with."
; ; "It's stopped, but Mistress' Misery, look at those numbers."
; ; "Fourteen thousand head to feet, just over twenty five thousand from base ; to top of breast, three thousand of which is aureola. Diameter, if not ; compressed by space restraints, would be over six thousand. Circles, this ; is insanity. Total insanity," Yriel exclaimed.
; ; "Just what can you do with something that big," Raxen asked bitterly.
; ; "Nothing," Harika said, "so we have to get it down - but how ?"
; ; "We have to plant that thing," Yriel pointed to large ball lying in a ; stand in the corner, "in its cunt. I don't dare to use a spike hypo on it ; in this state."
; ; "That's going to mean a zero-G excursion," Harika decided, "and we had ; better suit up as well in case she goes off immediately. It'll be a ; gigantic mess, but there's no helping that."
; ; Quietly they stepped into the suits, Yriel struggling to fit ; into the chest of the suit, finally resorting to just jamming her oversize ; breasts inside, annoyed at the chafing fabric. Their kind wasn't used to ; covering up their bodies.
; ; They rolled out the Boomball as Harika had named it, and while Yriel stayed ; at the exit door, the other two positioned the device and themselves.
; ; "Gravity off."
; ; They floated upwards towards the stiffly inflated thing, dragging the ball ; with them in a net, placing it against the expansive lips.
; ; "We can't get it in," Harika said, "it's too tight and we can't apply ; enough force to force it inside."
; ; "One of you hold it in place," Yriel suggested, "the other, just go to the ; wall and launch yourself at it - see if that works."
; ; Harika turned and pushed off for the wall, leaving Raxen to keep the ball ; in place while her friend gathered all the strength in her long legs and ; pushed off, arms ahead, hitting the ball full-on, and to their collective ; surprise, it was suddenly sucked inside, and had Raxen not grabbed Harika ; by the arm, she would've vanished inside as well.
; ; Carefully, they made their way back to the door, closing it behind them ; and checking they had a full seal.
; ; "Gravity's back online ?" Harika asked.
; ; "Oops," Yriel giggled, "I knew I forgot something."
; ; "Why is it important to do that anyway ?" Raxen asked innocently.
; ; Harika ticked off the reasons, "One, the drains are only in the floor, two, ; we don't want any foam in the ventilation system, three, it'll make a huge ; mess, and four, there's no telling what will happen - she might start ; rocketing around the chamber with all possible risks."
; ; "Point taken."
; ; "Gravity's back up. I've got a feed live - ready to activate ?"
; ; "Let's hit it," Harika said.
; ; "I hope she ends up being enjoyable," Raxen sighed.
; ; "Well, here we go," Yriel said, confirming her command.
; ; The charged membrane covering the ball deactivated, leaving its ; contents to freely spill inside, quickly absorbed through the surface.
; ; For a few minutes nothing happened, and the three women began to think ; something was wrong when suddenly, with a loud boom, one nipple burst open, ; quickly followed by the other, and yellow, orange and red foam began ; drifting down the chamber.
; ; The massive mound stretched and bulged, pushing the legs even further ; apart, then it opened with a whooshing sound, a roaring torrent of foam ; pouring into the bay, quickly overwhelming Yriel's carefully positioned ; feed in masses of multicolored bubbles.
; ; ---
; ; "Whee," Raxen said, "now we've got a foam bath. Do we need to go in and ; recover her like we did with Kyrna ?"
; ; "No need," Yriel said, "I've programmed some bots to take care of that."
; ; "So what do we do in the meantime," Harika asked.
; ; "I want to have another look at the one we biobombed."
; ; "Might as well, this is going to take days to go down," Raxen mumbled.
; ; They came down to the room where they had left the ballooned Wixennia, ; where a surprise greeted them.
; ; "She's completely deflated," Harika said, feeling the envelope.
; ; "There's nothing left inside her - it's just a balloon," Yriel concluded.
; ; "Can we re-inflate her ?" Raxen asked.
; ; "Looks like whatever gas was inside escaped when the tension on her nipples ; was lost. If we tie one off we should be able to."
; ; Before Yriel could take a breath to say another word, Raxen had found ; a cable to tie off one nipple and Harika had inserted an air hose into the ; other, hand on the trigger.
; ; "Go on," Raxen said, "hit it."
; ; Slowly, the Wixennia got her shape back, and as she pressurized, Harika ; felt the valve fold stiffen.
; ; "Drop the tie-off," she said, "I think she can hold pressure now."
; ; She kept the air going until the giant form was fully inflated, then let ; go of the trigger, but didn't pull out.
; ; "Kinky. Our own inflatable Wixennia. I wonder how much more presure she ; can handle," Harika giggled.
; ; "Let's find out," Yriel said, stepping over and squeezing the trigger, ; smiling as the Wixennia got bigger, and bigger, and bigger, her form ; becoming more balloon-like as the air volume built, reaching double, ; then triple size, still growing.
; ; Harika felt the balloon getting harder and harder, the voluptuous curves ; quickly replaced by a fuller, rounder figure, until Yriel finally let ; go of the trigger, pulling the hose out.
; ; "That ought to do nicely," she said, looking up at a reddish-translucent ; figure with lemon-shaped breasts and hemispheres for aureolae, well over ; five times as large as they were.
; ; "Kinky," Harika said as she maneuvered the figure to lie on the ground ; with the balloon boobs facing up, "where do we begin having fun ?"
; ; ---
; ; "She didn't turn out that bad really," Yriel commented.
; ; "Just be straight with us," Raxen said, "how bad is it ?"
; ; The yellow scientist theatrically rolled her eyes, "didn't I just tell you ; it wasn't that bad ?"
; ; "We'll believe it when we see it," Harika said, "sorry for the distrust, ; but we're curious and a little ... apprehensive ... in this case."
; ; "I can't blame you, after what happened. Well, here we are."
; ; Yriel opened the door to a darkened room, lit only by the glow coming off ; nu-baths lining one side of the room.
; ; "It's in Pool 5. I put Kyrna in Pool 4 for comparison."
; ; They walked over, and Raxen stopped when she caught sight.
; ; "I think I'm going to be sick," she proclaimed, "that's really twisted."
; ; "I guess the old saying you can't make an angel out of a demon is still ; valid," Harika agreed, "but I don't think it's totally gross."
; ; "Well," Yriel said, "what you see is what you get - there's nothing I can ; do to change that - actually, I'm even afraid to try given events."
; ; They sat down at the raised edge of the pool, looking at the 15-foot figure ; sitting in it, massive, full breasts dominating her chest, a pair of giant ; black aureolae sticking out, each covering almost a third of the breast ; surface, and from them, a fat, stubby nipple thrust forward.
; ; But it was her hyper-amazonian body their eyes were irresistably drawn to, ; muscles packed on muscles, her biceps alone bigger than Kyrna's body.
; ; Wordlessly, Harika walked over and grabbed a handful of Cilenia's breast, ; seeing her nipples stiffening and her massive hanging mound bulge and ; swell, its lips extending like the petals of a flower.
; ; "At least," she said, "there's plenty attractions to her now."
; ; "I just hope her taste has improved," Raxen mumbled.
; ; "It'd better," Yriel said, "or we've broken every law and taboo of our ; kind for no apparent reason or gain." ; ;