This choice: The "maidens" change in other ways too • Go Back...Chapter #7The "maidens" change in other ways too by: CiHlTy   Lydia didn't return and Trisha went to sleep in her old house again. In the night she awoke, her body burning with sexual need again. Her moist vagina had soaked the sheets already and she couldn't resist and started to finger herself. Suddenly she paused, something was different. Why she was hogging the bed? Shocked she realized: She was huge! No wonder she was hogging the bed -- she had to be seven feet tall, at least! Her long, long legs were bent to keep her on the mattress. Trisha's night gown clung to her like a second skin. Every part of her was more athletic, giving her a statuesque frame. She cupped her huge breasts in her hands, the cloth struggling to contain them. She shut her eyes and ran her hands over her big breasts and down her long torso, stretching her arms downward. The redhead moaned softly as she tilted her head back, growing another two or three inches in a matter of a few seconds, her head inching closer to the ceiling! Hardly aware of the insanity of what was happening to her... Trish just was enjoying it. The supple curve of her cleavage was emerging from beneath her ever-tightening, seemingly shrinking nightgown. With each passing second another millimetre was creeping into view. A pair of wondrous orbs making a slow-motion escape from their wool prison. She moaned some more and grew still taller! In a matter of a few seconds, her head was inching closer to the ceiling! Intense pleasure coursed through Trisha's body. Her garment finally was ripped to shreds around her, revealing her titanic tear-drop globes. By now Trisha’s muscles were starting to show some serious definition. The last bit of fat on her stomach had vanished, replaced by a perfect six-pack. Her arms were broadening with muscles, her legs becoming thick and powerful, her body hard as rock and sculpted but unmistakably feminine. Her gigantic breasts heaved with her quickening breath, when she started to masturbate more quickly. And then, and then, she started to grow again, with a sudden giggle of pleasure. Finally she let out a deafening orgasmic scream, and rolled over opening her eyes. Slowly she tried to stand. Leaned over, she tried to straighten her legs... but even they were too long and her butt pressed against the ceiling with her knees still bent. By now she was at least fifteen feet tall! With a moaned grunt, she straightened her legs, falling plaster from the ceiling collapsed against her mighty ass! Unbelieving she tried to examine her gigantic, naked body in the darkness. Her breasts were each curved with a perfect teardrop shape and swollen to the size of her head. Carefully she ran her fingers along the ceiling, licking her lips. It crumbled, revealing tie-beams. One of them snapped easily at her touch, like a small, dry twig under a foot. Trisha gasped, it looked like her muscles weren't just for show. Slipping out the back door at this size was impossible, Trisha concluded. With ease she pushed down the wall in front of her and escaped from the building. Slowly she stepped out of the house, breathing the fresh air of the dawn. Her lower body was still slick with the syrupy juices of her desire. When the sun was rising behind her, it bathed her gargantuan body in golden light. Trisha was impossibly huge, and covered in a thick, sexy sheen of muscle. She estimated herself to be eighteen feet tall. To test her strength, she lifted the anvil, it was almost weightless. Still stunned she just crushed it with one hand and gasped. Was this a blessing of the gods or the demonic touch of the mistress?
Her question was answered when she saw the other girls. All of them had grown and undergone improvements of her female endowments. Even formerly flat chested girls sported now a above-average bust. But only two of the other maidens had gained an amazonian stature like Trisha, who towered two heads above all of them. When the mistress returned she was cheerful. It seemed like she hadn't forseen this, but talked about an own army. Trisha frowned. She didn't want to fight for the dragoness. Among the "blessed" maidens developed a divide. Some changed their behaiviour after recieving the gift of size and strength. Talking openly about supporting the dragoness in her conquest, by vanquishing knights and armies. Sari and Alexi chose some of them to follow them on raids. But Trisha was never asked, being one of Lydia’s favourite toys. She was too valuable to risk a scratch. Lydia had brought them new maidens from her raids on the kingdom. In a week their numbers doubled. After victories Lydia wanted to be spoiled. When they caressed the goddess body, she would occasionally show them her deeds with large illusions. How she pulverized the gate of a small castle with her powerful tail cooked the advancing knights with her flame breath and finally tumbled the largest tower, by rubbing her enormous breasts against it. There she had captured Mara. Mara was one of the new maidens, who didn't fit in. Noble-born she resented the "lowborn sex-slaves" of the "monster" openly. Alicia, the second largest after Trisha felt provoked and forced the blond haired noble on the ground in the former pig compound. Helpless against the might of the black haired amazon, Mara struggled to get up, but was always thrown back in the mud with casual but brutally strong flicks of Alicia. Even standing the blonde noble was just eye-level with the lower parts of Alicia's thigh. The dark haired measured 16 feet. Bruised and covered in stinking mud, Mara tried in vain to defend herself. Alicia lifted her up, pressed by the cheers of her four closest followers, who were watching from outside the compound. "Looks like Milady are a dirty low-born now. Just like us! “Alicia japed cruelly. With a fast movement she tore Mara's clothes, revealing an ivory-pale body, where the noble’s skin wasn't soiled by the dirt. "I think to show you that you're one of us now, I'm going to deflower you myself, piggy! “The amazon thundered. Trisha had just joined the scene and dashed forward. The memories of being despoiled against the own will still fresh in her mind.
Violently she shoved her huge chest in Alicia's face. The startled amazon lost her footing and stumbled. Easily Trisha grabbed Mara from her hands, holding her gently to her left breast in a protective stance. Snarling Alicia rose again and Trisha heard other giantesses closing in. Surprisingly fast she overwhelmed them all. Even one handed she was by far the strongest of the maidens. She grabbed Alicia and lifted her up, when a large shadow loomed over them,
"Stop it!", a booming voice demanded. "How dare my toys to harm each other, without my order or consent! “ Lydia boomed. Her body now at 120 feet. "Forgive us, mistress! “ Trisha said with her most sultry voice. "But those brutes tried to take what is rightfully yours: This one’s maidenhood! “
"Is she speaking true! “ Lydia demanded angrily. Scared the four giantesses bended even lower.
"So you deserved the beating! “ Lydia finally chuckled. Her left clawed index finger pointed at Trisha. "You’re responsible for her safety, red!" With earth-shaking steps she left. Alicia slowly rose "You'll pay for this, Trisha! Do you really think, we wouldn't look through your mummers’ farce? You resent the goddess, despite her gifts. Weak-minded you clamp to the past and seek revenge instead of seeing new purpose. And when you fall from the goddess grace, we will be there to punish you! “Lightning fast Trisha dashed her with her shoulder and sent her sprawling in the mud: „Without her help none of you is able to fight me. So if you touch Mara again, I will beat you to a pulp."
After that she left, the shivering noble born cradled in her strong arms. This night she took her to her home. She still used to sleep there. Crawling into it on all fours. Mara still didn't speak, so she washed her carefully. At last she gently placed her between her large breasts to keep her warm and waited till Mara slept. Mara was a most delicate woman. Despite her slender frame, accented by her endless long legs, she had a large bust. The nobles skin was pale, her face statuesque: Emerald green eyes like Trisha's own, long golden hair, mostly worn in an artful braid and full lips. Even after Alicia's attack her soft silk-like skin smelled like flowers. Gently Trisha kissed Mara's forehead, before she closed her eyes. The following days Mara was following her, still silent. So Trisha talked to her, telling her all kind of things. Mara was with her, even when they had to please the goddess. Oddly enough after three days still none of the new maidens had grown. Although their hunger for pleasure was growing. Trisha spotted some of them pleasing themselves during other tasks and heard new screams and moans at night. On the fifth evening, after crawling in Trisha's former house, the noble suddenly stroke Trisha's face tenderly. Then she leaned forward and planted a kiss on Trisha's upper-lip. Pleasantly surprised Trisha returned the favour.
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