Forbidden Spells p1

Forbidden Spells.

Lorelei shut the tome and pressed it against her squishy breasts. “That is enough for today.” Her elven ears twitched. “As it is, I don’t think you are even listening. You couldn’t even show the slightest hint that you understood the framework of the spells today.” She rubbed her forehead, her silver silky hair rubbing against her tender breasts. “I don’t know why I agreed to even teach you. Are you even listening to me right now?”

Irine blinked her eyes, her focus moving away from her mistress’s big round breasts. “Umm, yes.”

Lorelei narrowed her eyes. “Then why was it when you tried to conjure water, you instead made the books levitate? Even at one point, sending one of my tomes hurtling towards my ass. It is like your head is off in another world.”

Irine gulped. “I am trying my best mistress. I guess I just need more time.”

Lorelei sighed as she turned around to place the tome on the bookshelf, her ass jiggling about as she did so. “Well, you better improve soon. I took you on as a student as you were highly recommended. And I won’t have you slacking off or getting distracted on my watch.” She snorted as she turned around. “I swear if I knew this is the trouble I would have had when I took on a human student, I would have never. . . ugh. Now I have to take a trip to Glensdale. I will be gone for a couple of days, and I need you to keep an eye on the tower.”

She pointed her finger at Irine. “Under no circumstances will you let anyone into this tower. You will guard it with your life, do you understand?”

Irine nodded her head. “Yes, mistress. I will do my best.”

“And you do understand to stay out of my personal sanctum. You are not ready for the type of spellcasting found in the volumes in there.” She put her hands on her round hips. It took all of Irine’s willpower to stay focused on her mistress’s face. “I don’t want to come back and reprimand you. That won’t be fun for either of us.” She stood up straight and snorted. “Now, while I am gone, continue with your lessons. I should be back in three days.” Lorelei walked over to the wooden door. “Stay out of trouble.” Bending over, her mentor squeezed through the door and vanished into the dark stairwell.

Once alone, Irine sighed. “Wow. Three days to myself? I can’t believe it.” She jumped into a nearby chair. “I really can’t believe she would trust me guarding the place. Normally, she doesn’t let me handle a cup without her gigantic breasts watching over me.” Irine giggled as she imagined her teacher’s big bouncing boobs. “I do have to say, though, that is one big perk for learning from this elven master. I get a show. A rather distracting show but a show nonetheless.” She put her hands behind her head. “Though I am sure my mistress would turn me into something horrid if I told her why I was always distracted.” She giggled.

“I guess I should spend some time practicing, though.”

Irine sighed. “Even though that is boring.” She walked over to the bookshelf that her mistress had just been at. “I want to know some fun magic. Not how to conjure water. Like I want to throw out some fire. Make a blizzard. Or possibly. . .” Her face turned bright red. “No. I doubt there would be anything that fun. But maybe. . .” She tapped her chin as she ran her fingers along the bookshelf. “I mean, how could my mistress possibly have that figure? It has to be magic, right?”

Her eyes drifted towards Lorelei’s sanctum.

“Hmm. I am sure there is something juicy in there.” Irine shook her head, her amber bangs bouncing against her head. “No. No! I promised I wouldn’t go in there.” She crossed her arms. “But my mistress is gone for a few days. She won’t notice if I just peek inside.”

Irine crept to the door, her hand shaking as she reached for the doorknob. “Just go inside. It isn’t like she set any traps or anything.” She gulped. “I need to find out what forbidden magic is in there.” Closing her eyes, she gripped the doorknob and slowly creaked open the door.

On the other side was one of the dustiest rooms Irine had ever been in. “Holy crap.”

Irine walked inside, spinning around as she did so to examine the rows upon rows of books towering above her. “Why does she hide so many spell books in here? I mean, look at it all; it just goes on and on, defying reality. I could keep reading in here and get done by well. . .”

She rubbed her chin. “I don’t know when. All I know is I would be considerably older. Shit.”

Irine walked over to one of the nearby shelves. “I don’t even know where to start.

Hmm. Forbidden size-altering spells.” Her eyes went wide. “Oh my god.”

She yanked the tome off the shelf. “This has to be it.”

” Attention reader. These spells are to be used with the utmost care as they can easily affect ones. . .” Irine rolled her eyes. “Boring. I want to get to the spells already.

Not read silly warnings. She opened the tome, dust flying into her face. “Now I want to have a figure like my mistress. Let’s see how I can get that.” She skimmed through the tome. “Hmm, there is quite a bit in this thing.” Her eyes widened. “I didn’t even know something like that is possible. God.” She flipped a page. “You can get your boobs to be that size? How in the hells? Wait, you can get your ass to be even bigger?”

Irine pulled at the collar of her tunic. “There are so many spells. I just want the one so I can look like my mistress.” She continued to pour through the tome, slowly becoming overwhelmed by the sheer volume of slutty incarnations. “I. . . I don’t know what to do.

Ughhh. . .” Sweat dripped down the back of her neck. “So. . . many. . . options. . .” She gulped. “I don’t know what to do. What to pick. Ughhh.”

“Damnit all, why does there have to be so many options?” She closed her eyes. “Okay, I am just going to pick one of these spells at random to start off with. I can’t choose. I just. . . can’t.” She flipped the book open to a random page and held her hand over the picture. “Okay, so I don’t know what will happen to me. That way, I won’t feel pressured into browsing for more kinky transformations. There are just so many. . .” She took a deep breath as she looked at the incarnation. “Okay.”

Irine took a deep breath and then began. “Let luscious breasts infuse this one as she grows. Bursting out of her ample figure into something more. Nipples harden as the body stretches. Become what you are born to be. Tower over all and let your naked glory bounce over all.”

Irine shivered as she closed the tome, feeling the spell take effect. “I hope that gives me a cute body like my mistress. I mean, it did talk about luscious and bouncing boobs.” She sighed. “But no ass. I should look for. . .” She gripped her hand into a fist. “No. No! That tome is a bottomless pit of sexy spells. I am not going to become gripped by it again.” She crossed her arms. “I am just going to take what I got and be happy with it.”

She scratched at the side of her tunic. “Is it me, or is it getting a bit hot in this tower?” She rolled her emerald eyes. “I should find one of the windows and open them.” As she walked out of Lorelei’s room, she could feel her tunic tighten around her chest. “Ughh.” Irine tugged at the sides of her breasts. “I need some air.”

She hurried over to one of the nearby windows, thrusting it open. “Ahh, that feels so much better.” Irine took a long, deep breath as the evening air washed over her. “Ahhhh.” She blinked as she realized her boobs were rubbing against one another. “Hey, that shouldn’t be happening.” She looked down. “My breasts never rub against each other.” She moaned. “How—”

Her eyes widened as she saw her enlarged breasts barely contained by her sorceress’s tunic. “Oh my god. The spell worked. Even if my breasts are still small compared to my teacher.” She moaned as she felt them continue to expand. “But they sure are growing. Ohhh fuck.” She gripped the windowsill. “I am going to have big luscious boobs like my mistress. It is going to be so wonderful.”

Irine arched an eyebrow as she felt more of her clothing tighten. “Huh?”

She looked down as her shoes pressed against her feet and her pants gripped her body. “But I thought this was just going to make my breasts grow. What is going on?” She turned around and stumbled into the room, her butt knocking over a table and half a dozen tomes. “Crap. I need to pick this up.”

As she bent over, her pants ripped, and a button popped off her tunic. “Ughh.”

She gulped as she picked up the tome. “This isn’t supposed to be happening.”

She gulped as she stood up, her pant legs traveling up her legs as another button snapped off her body. “I. . . what is happening to me?” She looked around and realized the ceiling was now closer to her than it was a few moments ago. “I am growing. My entire body is growing!” Her feet burst through her shoes. “I mean, I guess I could do with a few more feet.” Shrripp.  A massive tear stretched from her hips down the bottom of her pant leg. “Though maybe the growth could stop now? I do have a nice figure.”

She gulped as another button snapped off her tunic, her boobs squishing together. “Oh god.” Irine bent over, her clothing constraining her body. “I need to get this crap off.” As she tried to undo her outfit, more rips and tears appeared in her clothing. She could even see the seams of her outfit coming undone as she fought to undo her tunic. “Ugh, it’s stuck.” Her nipples pressed tightly against her clothing. “It won’t move. Fuck! What in the hells am I going to do?”

She moaned as she was forced to bend over, her clothing ripping apart across her back as her boobs shattered the rest of the buttons holding together her tunic.

Finally, her outfit ripped apart, and Irine stood up, hitting her head on the ceiling as her boobs bounced around like giant beach balls. Moments later, her pants exploded off her body as she ducked down, rubbing her head. “Gods.” She scratched the sides of her sensitive breasts. “This room sure became smaller.” She gulped as she realized she was still growing. “What in the hells am I going to do? It will take me ages to descend the stairwell to get out of this tower.” She gulped as she was forced to sit down. “This growth has to stop.” She knocked over a table with her feet, sending the countless tomes onto the floor. “My mistress is going to kill me if it doesn’t.”

Irine turned towards the door as she continued to swell. “Fuck it, I am going to try and squeeze my way out of here.” She crawled across the room, her hips knocking books down from the shelves. “Fuck.” She moaned as her boobs dragged across the floor. “God, I would enjoy this if I wasn’t in such a cramped space.” She moaned as her babies bounced against one another. “Though this is kind of fun.” She kicked her lips. “My babies are getting pretty big. I mean, I think they will be bigger than my mistresses if we were the same size.”

She giggled as she pushed the wooden door open. “That would be a sight to see, wouldn’t it.”

Irine snorted as she tried to fit her head through the doorway. “Oh, come on.”

She moaned as she barely squeezed her head through the tiny gap. “If I can hardly squeeze myself through this, how am I going to get the rest of my body through.” She sighed as she pulled herself back into the shrinking study. “I can’t stay trapped in her until my mistress returns. I just can’t.” Crreeeeeekkkkkk.  Irine gulped. “What in the hells was that?” She turned her head back and forth as the walls closed in on her. “Umm. . . This room isn’t going to collapse on me, is it?” She gulped as her boobs pressed against a bookshelf, her nipples knocking books onto the ground as she fought for space. “I. . . ughhh. . .”

She could feel the very foundation shake as her body continued its growth. “Why won’t the spell end? I am big enough.” Creeeeekkkkkk. “What in the world is that sound?” She gulped as she could feel the tower begin to sway back and forth. “Oh, crap. I need to stop growing before—”

Suddenly, her arms burst through the sides of the tower.

“Fuck.” She gulped as everything vibrated, sending shockwaves throughout her squishy boobs. “Too tight! Tooo tighhhtttt!” Her boobs thundered through the foundation next, sending hundreds of books and bricks hurtling across the woodlands. Irine moaned as she felt the cold air blow against her gigantic bosom. “Oh my. . .” She licked her lips. “That feels soo. . .” The tower shook before collapsing altogether under her weight, bricks, books, and wood landing all around her.

“Uugh.” She shoved the top of the tower to the side and coughed, sending dust and dirt into the air. “Well, that is one way to get out.” Irine slowly stood up, brushing all the loose debris off her body. “God, Lorelei is going to kill me when she gets back.” She reached in between her massive boobs, pulling out chunks of tower. “I think the growth has stopped, at least. A little too late, though.” She pulled a door out from between her breasts and tossed it to the side. “Though at least I got my massive breasts.” She squeezed her boobs. “Look at them. They are bigger than watermelons. Or, well, if watermelons were my size.” She giggled as she spun around, letting her boobs jiggle and bounce. “And I guess my new size isn’t half bad either.” Irine put her right hand on her hip. “I do look killer, don’t I?”

She scratched at her chin. “But what is a giantess like me going to do?” Her eyes lit up. “I know I could go show Vess my new look. She would love it.” She turned around towards the nearby village. “I don’t care if it is almost bedtime. I am going to show my friend what it is like to live on the larger side of life.”

What would have taken her an hour trip before only took Irine a few minutes. The small village that she called home stood before her, the lanterns hanging from the homes as people tucked themselves into bed. “Now let me see. I think Vess’s house is this way.” She stepped over the straw houses, not wanting to crush them. “This is a bit odd.” She giggled as the straw rubbed against her thighs. “I never thought I would be doing this. Trying not to step on my neighbor’s homes.”

“What in tarnation?” Mr. Galverson opened the door to his home and looked up at Irine, his eyes widening. “I thought it was an earthquake. This is. . .”

She smiled. “Oh, sorry to wake up. I am just looking for Vess.” She arched her head as he trembled there in the dark. “Are you okay, Mr. Galverson?”

“Please. Don’t destroy my home. I will give you anything.”

She knelt down, her boobs brushing against the roof of his home. “I am not going to destroy your home. I am just here to see a friend. What, you don’t recognize me?” She gripped her fingers around him like a young child would a doll. “It’s me. Irine.”

Mr. Galverson screamed. “Help! Someone help! There is a gigantic woman attacking me!”

She stood up with Mr. Galverson in her hand. “Attacking you? I am not doing anything of the sort.” She sighed. “Oh, I get it. You are a bit scared. I know how to calm you down.”

“To arms people. To—” His voice was cut off as Irine dropped him into her bosom.

“There you are. It is nice warm and squishy in there.” She giggled as she felt him swimming around. “Now enjoy yourself and don’t feel like you should be afraid anymore.

I am just your friendly plus-size neighbor.” She turned around, her foot slamming down into Mr. Galverson’s home. “Oh shit.” She scratched at her head. “I think I will have to fix this later.” She giggled as she lifted her foot, chucks of straw and stone falling to the ground. “It is a good thing he is stuck in between my boobs.”

Irine turned her attention back to walking towards Vess’s house. But as she strode closer to her friend’s home, more and more people stepped out of their homes to gaze up at the naked giantess. “Ahh, here is her house.” She bent down, not realizing the growing crowd behind her. “Hello? Vess?” She knocked on the roof. “Come on out.”

Vess appeared at the door, rubbing her eyes. “What in the hells?” She looked up. “What the fuck? Irine? How did you get so big?”

Irine held her arms out wide. “Magic. What else?

Want a ride?” She narrowed her eyes as she felt something tight wrap around her legs. “Huh?”

She turned her head to see a massive crowd. “Hey, what are you all doing up? And why do you have so many torches? I know it’s dark, but there are lanterns in the town.”

“Get out of here, you giant menace!”

“Ya, we don’t want you crushing our homes.”

Irine narrowed her eyes as another rope was tied around her legs. “Mance?

I just grew a bit. What has gotten into you all? I just.” She stood up. “Look, it isn’t nice to tie ropes around people.” Irine bent over and pointed at the people who were still tying her feet up. “Now stop it before I do something about it.”

The ropes went taught, and Irine waved her hands about to keep her balance. “Hey.”

She gulped as her boobs bounced around. “Stop that. I could get hurt.” She looked around. “And if I fall over, I could crush your homes. Is that what you want?” She pointed at the annoying villages. “Really. Shame on you all. I was going to give you a booby ride, and now I won’t.”

Suddenly, ropes were flung around her arm. “Hey! Stop.”

She tried to stand up, but it was too late. “Fuck. Let go. Ughhh.” She flailed about as the villages pulled her to the ground. “Ahhhhhh!” With a thunderous crash, she landed on top of multiple homes. “God!” She shook her head. “When I get up, you are going to pay. You hear me.”

As she tried to sit up, more ropes were flung across her body, the villages quickly tying her to the ground. “Ughh. I. . .” She moaned as the tight ropes pressed against her squishy boobs. “Ughh, that kind of feels nice.” Her eyes rolled into her sockets as the ropes tightened. “You know what? This isn’t so bad.” She giggled. “Tighter. Tighter.”

The villages looked at each other with confused stares as they tied the ropes to the ground. Eventually, they climbed Irine’s body, sending tiny sensations of pleasure throughout her gigantic frame. She then looked down at her little guests as they approached her face. “That was extremely rude but fun. Maybe we can do it again?”

The young man put his hands on his hips. “You were stomping around the village, causing mini earthquakes.”

A middle-aged woman nodded her head. “She almost stepped on my home.”

A bald man slammed his foot on Irine’s body. “When she fell over, she crushed my home. Where am I going to go?”

Irine shrugged. “Well, you knocked me over.”

The bald man narrowed his eyes. “You would have. . .”

“Garry, that is enough.” The young lad sighed. “Look, we did the right thing tying up the giantess. Now we just wait for that spellcaster Lorelei to come here and deal with this. She has to know how to shrink this woman. Or, at the very least, do something else useful.”

Irine shook her head. “No. Anything else but the mistress.” They all looked at her in confusion. “I mean. No, don’t let Lorelei see me.”

Garry pointed his stubby finger at Irine. “We are going to deal with you, and you are going to like it.” He looked at the others. “Though while we have her, I guess we could have a party on those springy boobs of hers.” Irine’s eyes widened.

The middle-aged woman shrugged. “Sure, why not. I will go tell the others and get some ale.”

Garry cheered. “Sweet. This will be the best party we have had in a decade.”

Irine licked her lips. “I may be chewed out by the mistress in a few days, but at least I am going to have the time of my life before then. I hope they play with my nipples.”