The famed thief known across the lands as Vena the Nimble had always been ready with some quick-witted quip or cutting one-liner, often delivered after successfully parting a nobleman from his most valuable treasures. Tonight, however, as Vena's body puffed and bloated under the pale moonlight, the only thing Vena could manage was a panicked whimper.
“By the Holy Five,” said the paladin Tianah in horror. “What's happening to her?”
“I'm no expert in mythical mycology,” muttered Geldri, adjusting her glasses as she leaned forward, “but I believe our thief here is having a rather extreme reaction after ingesting some of Morgantha's mushrooms.” Under her breath she added, “Fascinating.”
Vena let out another pathetic whimper as her suit tore all around her, revealing more and more pale expanding flesh. It wasn't supposed to have gone down like this. This should have been Vena's big break, the score to end all scores. It was the only reason she had agreed to join the party of adventurers intent on taking out the vile sorceress Morgantha. She had been less interested in saving the land than she had been in the vault of treasure rumoured to lie in the sorceress’ basements.
They hadn't even reached the castle proper when everything had gone tits up. Passing through the surrounding gardens, the party had been wary of the strange plants that grew therein. The way the branches twisted... the vines reached... the strange fruits moaned... dark magics no doubt suffused this area, and Geldri had urged caution.
Vena had simply laughed at the nerdy mage's paranoia as she plucked a mushroom from the ground. She was Vena the fucking Nimble, after all. She had stolen a gold tooth from a sleeping dragon. She wasn't scared of a stupid garden. She said as much before taking a bite from the mushroom.
A few minutes later her belly began to gurgle and groan.
Now, her whole body had all but shredded her outfit as it grew too fat and swollen to be contained. She tried to reach out and cover herself, but there was just too much of herself to properly cover. Her fat tits, swelling ass, and widening belly were growing in all directions like some obscene balloon of flesh being filled to bursting.
What's happening to me!?? she wanted so desperately to cry, but when she opened her mouth all that came out was a surprised belch, a pink puff of gas spouting from her lips. The now-naked fleshball let out a muffled cry, though that too was cut off by another large belch and another spray of pink gas.
The other party members all took a cautious step back from the growing thief. She was burping uncontrollably now, sending out pink mist each time. In fact, it wasn't only coming out of her mouth. Her trembling nipples, swollen with the rest of her, were sporadically spraying out spurts of the same stuff. More emanations were coming from down below, as her fattened pussy lips expelled a pink jet of gas with a sound much like a blown raspberry.
“Oh!” Geldri said suddenly. “Spores! Of course. Those mushrooms must have turned her body into some sort of incubator. Amazing!” The mage hesitated for a moment. “Uh, you all might want to cover your mouths, so you don't end up like... uh...”
“Like our sad little puffball over here?” answered Melody. This got a reluctant chuckle from the rest of the group, which only invigorated the half-elven bard. “Hmm...” she said as she plucked at the strings of her lute. As disgusting as the situation was, she couldn't help but be inspired. She muttered to herself and plucked a few more strings before launching into an impromptu song.
Hey nonny nonny, hey nonny ho
Listen well to this tale of woe
Hey nonny nonny, hey nonny hee
If thou art wise thou shouldst harken me.
Vena the Nimble, Vena the Quick,
Vena the Bloated, The Monstrously Thick,
Ate a magic mushroom and thought it wise,
Now what she lacks in brains, she makes up for in size.
Once full of hot air, now filled with pink gas,
Spurting from nipples, her pussy, her ass,
So farewell, oh puffball, once Vena the thief,
Whose song ends not with a whimper, but a queef.
As if to punctuate the final line of Melody's song, Vena's pussy noisily expelled another burst of pink spores, prompting the adventurers to retreat further from the swollen woman.
“There’s little we can do for her now,” Tianah said with a shake of her head, lip curled in distaste. “Come, we must make haste. Morgantha awaits within her castle.”
Vena’s eyes went wide as the rest of her party turned to go. “Mmmph! Mmmppphll!” No! Don’t leave me here alone! Please!
Though none of the other adventurers could understand her muffled cries, it seemed they didn’t quite fall on deaf ears, for unbeknownst to them, thick vines began to creep towards the bloated spore-filled thief, seeking her out as if they had a mind of their own…
Tags: expansion, inflation, breast expansion, ass expansion, weight gain, clothes ripping, magic
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Story by b-ridge |
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Artwork by Wolfgee |
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