Marisa Kirisame, notorious kleptomaniac and magician from the Forest of Magic, sets out on a hike to find a new mushroom.
As Marisa Kirisame hiked through the dense Forest of Magic, she couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement. For as long as she could remember, she had been obsessed with mushrooms - their unique shapes and colors, their strange properties and powers. And today, she had a feeling she was going to find a particularly special one.
As she walked, Marisa's keen eyes scanned the ground, searching for any signs of fungal life. The forest was full of mushrooms, but she was looking for something specific - a rare, crimson-capped toadstool that was said to have incredible magical properties. Some said it could grant eternal youth, while others claimed it could give the power of flight or invisibility.
Marisa had her doubts about those claims, but she couldn't deny the allure of such a unique specimen. And so she pressed on, making sure to check every crack and corner.
Hours passed as Marisa hiked deeper and deeper into the forest, her back growing heavier and her steps becoming slower.
But just as she was beginning to lose hope, she saw a flash of crimson out of the corner of her eye. Her heart leapt in her chest as she rushed towards the source of the colour, her hands reaching out to pluck the mushroom from the ground.
As her fingers closed around the stem, Marisa felt a jolt of energy surge through her body. She gasped as she was enveloped in a bright light, her body lifted off the ground and suspended in mid-air. For a moment, she felt weightless and free, as if all the cares of the world had fallen away.
But then, just as suddenly, the light faded and Marisa tumbled back to the ground. She landed hard, her body aching and her head spinning. She looked at herself and noticed her clothes undone partly, her breasts bulging out between gaps in her dress and her thighs stretching her skirt out to it's limits.
Could it be? She thought, her mind reeling. Marisa felt springs of energy pulsing through her body, and despite her sudden transformation, her mind was as clear as ever. Grinning, she put her hands on her chest and squeezed her breasts through her clothing.
"Perfect!" Marisa said, her voice in her signature hot-headed tone. She could feel her clothes tightly pressing against her chest, yet when she moved her beasts still managed a soft jiggle.
She guessed that the mushroom's apparent magic must be giving her what she had always wanted - big, bouncy tits. She cupped her breasts, appreciating the firm, soft feel of them. It was true that she had fantasized about having bigger breasts for some time. And now, it seemed that her fondest wish would be granted.
She rode back to her house quickly on her broom, stumbling to fit on it and quickly ran inside. locking her doors, racing to her bed.
Excited about her new body, Marisa bared her chest and began unbuttoning her shirt. She unbuttoned it all the way down and proceeded to untie the cord around her waist that held her dress on. Her breasts bounced out of her shirt and, as she pulled the dress off, she felt the cool air against her exposed nipples. Her face flushed and she grasped at her clothes, pulling the dress back completely off, revealing her body in all it's glory.
She revelled in the soft jiggle of her breasts. Marisa could feel her breasts dance and sway, their weight pulling her down. She twirled around in a short dance, letting them bounce, and watched with glee as her chest filled her view.
Marisa ran her hands over her breasts, feeling the smooth, firm texture of her nipples beneath her fingertips. As she flicked and pinched them, the skin became taut and sensitive to touch. She moaned as the pleasure of her hand rippled through her body, sending waves of pleasure down her spine. Her nipples grew even harder, becoming almost like small pebbles that she could roll between her fingers. She felt her breasts respond to her moans, growing heavier and heavier, the pale flesh turning a reddish colour at her excitement.
The mushroom began to illuminate and Marisa felt the energy surge into her again, this time she watched eagerly at her breasts.
The flesh grew and grew and grew, becoming firmer yet softer with every second. Her nipples were the first to change, becoming larger and more defined until they pushed out against her palms. Her breasts started growing, larger and rounder and larger, swelling in size, the weight of them pulling her down into the sheets of her bed below.
The energy finally faded as her breasts settled on her hands, she tried to sit up but her breasts pulled her back down. Her breasts were as large as volleyballs, about the size she had always dreamed of. They were perfectly round and plump, keeping their shape and feeling smooth.
She instinctively squeezed and groped her breasts after seeing them grow so huge, her voice became a blend of moans, scream and short words of pleasure.
"Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck~.."
Her hands ran over the huge breasts in excitement, rubbing the soft skin and feeling the firm flesh underneath. Her fingers squeezed and massaged her breasts, she could feel her hands sinking into the soft flesh while her nipples poked out just in-view of her. Her hands moved faster and she felt her breasts bounce in response, sending waves of pleasure through her body.
She started moving and rocking her breasts back and forth, pinching her nipples and rubbing her hands over them feeling the new heavy weight. She was amazed at how heavy they were, they must have been ten pounds each! She kept jiggling them, feeling the soft, smooth texture of her breasts.
"Yes~! More!" she airily gasped. She pulled her self over to the mushroom, and in a fit of lust, ate a small chunk of it.
"Ohhh~!" Marisa wildly moaned as the mushroom's energy surging into her. She felt an intense tingling sensation, almost bubbling, and looked down at her breasts.
Marisa's breasts swelled and stretched in pulses as the mushroom's energy surged into her body, her skin becoming sensitive enough to feel the air around her. Her nipples were outgrowing her hands as her breasts spread and grew larger, the perfect roundness and plumpness changing shape as they stretched. She watched as her breasts billowed out, their size no longer being important to her, only the sensation of pleasure with no composure to hold her back.
Her moans became deafening as they echoed in the room.
She felt her breasts filling with milk, the weight denting the mattress she laid on. Marisa moaned only wildly breath for air, her breasts continued to jiggle. She squeezed and groped her breasts as they slowly continued to grow, her face becoming that of pure pleasure.
Marisa's breasts, the skin at her nipples and part of her face became more sensitive. She groaned as another wave of pleasure rocked her body. They were now even heavier than ever before, being dense with milk yet soft to touch.
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