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Xohnra asked: Danganronpa Impersonation: Magic Ink: Angie is having a ritual for Atua and asks Himiko and Tenko to join, but things are very different than they should be. Each girl got animal ears from each other. Tenko gave Angie cow horns/ears, Himiko gave Tenko bunny ears, and Angie got Himiko. Horse ears. (Angie painted some ink on everybody for the ritual, and that happened something to their bodys. Himiko gets an extremely gigantic horse cock, Tenko is bottom heavy, and Angie is top heavy with milk.) All remember what happened and try to resist their new instincts and urges
(This is an Express Prompt for Xohnra!)
“Nyahahaha! This is certainly strange!” Angie said, laughing loudly as she twisted her body around, nearly collapsing to the ground as she did from the weight of her heavy, milk-laden tits.
“A-Angie! What is the meaning of this!?” Tenko demanded, her loud voice making one of Angie's new ears twitch toward the bunnygirl, stomping a feet to the ground and making her thicc thighs and phat ass jiggle obscenely, which did a good job of distracting Himiko, her huge horse cock throbbing angrily as she stared at the spectacle, drooling slightly as she did. Both from her cock head, and from her mouth.
Angie hummed as she considered the happenstance. This was really strange. This ritual was not supposed to have these dramatic physical changes- it was only supposed to help them focus and grow their spirits, not their bodies.
Had Angie messed something up? Unlikely. This wasn’t her first rodeo- or ritual.
Had Tenko or Himiko messed something up? Possible, but unlikely. Neither of the girls were stupid, and Angie had made sure to be clear as she explained both the methods and reasons behind the giving of the symbols.
Had Tenko or Himiko sabotaged the ritual? Again, possible, but unlikely. Tenko would’ve been more than happy to rub a failure into Angie’s nose, but never when Himiko’s safety was hanging in the balance. And Angie had been keeping a close eye on the girls to make sure they didn’t make a mistake. She probably would’ve caught outright sabotage…
Then, what happened?
Angie gasped as she suddenly realized the truth. “This is the will of Atua!” She exclaimed, jumping for joy and making her tits wobble obscenely as she did.
“Wh-What!?” Tenko exclaimed, while Himiko only moaned weakly, looking quite pale as her body tried to fuel a cock nearly as large as she herself was. Then again, maybe Himiko was simply trying to stop herself from jumping Tenko’s phat ass as the girl stepped in front of the Mage.
“Atua must want us to turn this strengthening ritual into a fertility ritual!” Angie explained to the astupid girl. “That’s why he gave us those obscene curves, and gave Himiko thaty ridiculous, throbbing, mouth-watering cock!”
Tenko’s face burned bright red in embarrassment as her eyes dashed around the room, only to stop herself from turning around to see said cock at the last second with a furious shake of her head. “S-Stop trying to drag us along into your lewd cult, Angie! Y-You need to undo whatever you did to Himiko! Sh-She’s a cute, intelligent girl who doesn’t deserve to be sullied by having a- a man’s genitals on her svelte, pure body!” Tenko exclaimed, stomping her foot on the ground like the bunny she now was, making Angie hum.
“I don’t know~ Going against Atua’s will is very very dangerous. Who knows what could happen if anyone tried to stop this divine ritual?~” Angie said, still smiling from ear to ear, though for some reason, Tenko paled as Angie stared at her, as if Angie was threatening her or something!
Tenko grit her teeth as she stomped again, sending her ass clapping. “I- I don’t care what your fake god thinks, Angie! Undo whatever you did before I force you tooooUUUUUUUUNNNNGHHHHHHH!~” Tenko’s words turned into a whorish cry of pleasure as she was suddenly speared on several feet of horsecock.
Immediately, her pussy began spraying her femcum all over the ritual circle beneath the girls as she came, again and again on Himiko’s gigantic cock, while the redhead pulled on the martial artist’s twintails as if they were handles.
“I- I mean- E-Even the strongest Mages know better than to test the patience of a God…” Himiko said, her face burning red as her heavy, leathery ball sack loudly gurgled beneath Tenko, making Angie giggle.
“Nyahaha! Well said, Himiko! Now, hurry and breed Tenko! Atua demands it!” Angie declared, pretending that her own pussy wasn’t drooling down her thighs as she watched Himiko use Tenko’s bottom-heavy body like a fleshlight.
Tenko’s phat ass and thicc thighs clapped obscenely against Himiko’s hips and massive balls, her face a mask of animalistic pleasure as she came again and again on himiko’s divine dick.
It wasn’t long before Himiko, presumably fueled by Atua’s divine might, came with a guttural roar, completely at odds with the small girl’s body. Tenko’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as her stomach ballooned all of a sudden, becoming so bloated with virile cum that even Himiko’s titanic cock vanished under her swollen stomach, before unceremoniously being dropped to the floor, into a puddle of Himiko and her own cum, giggling stupidly to herself as her gaping pussy allowed a fountain of stemaing cum to escape it.
Angie didn’t even have a moment to take in the scene before she found herself flat on the ground, tackled by Himiko and impaled on her cock in one singular movement, making the dark-skinned girl squeal like a stuck pig as her womb was not only penetrated, but destroyed by Himiko’s divine cock, making her cum in an instant and spray the maddened futanari with her milk.
Instinctively, Himiko’s mouth latched onto one of Angie’s tits, and began draining it hungrily, prompting another bolt of mind-shattering pleasure to shoot through Angie’s brain as she was savagely bred in the middle of her own ritual circle.
She could only hope Atua would give her the strength to survive Himiko’s rampage whole and (mostly) sane~
Xohnra asked: The Alpha Virus: Reality Warp: Persona 5. Futaba becomes a hyper Futa. A world where futas rule the world and can do almost everything they want. The bigger a futa's dick is, the more power they have in this world, and Futaba has the biggest, girthiest cock in the world. Futaba is the only one to remember the old world; she doesn't really care after seeing how inhuman a gigantic dumptruck of an ass Makoto has, and of course she can't forget about Haru's massive cow tits.
(Express Prompt for Xohnra!)
When Futaba had woken up that morning, she’d instantly realized something was wrong.
Of course she had, given that she’d woken up to a cock as large as the rest of her body needily throbbing in her bed. Her own, newly-gained cock. Her newly-gained, incredibly sensitive cock that felt great against her lithe body and soft hands.
Of course, Futaba rushed out of her room as soon as she realized that something was wrong (after masturbating herself to completion several times and turning her room from its usual mess to an absolute gooner cave), only to quickly realize that, not only hadn’t she covered up her cock before doing so, but she also had no clothes that could even hope to try to do so, leaving her to dash out of her house with her cock out and throbbing.
Thankfully, no one seemed to care. In fact, instead of the reprimands and threats Futaba had expected, all she received when people laid eyes on her titanic cock were awed looks and respectful nods. She even got several people bowing to her! It was all doing quick work of her initial worry, and soon enough, Futaba was outright swaggering her way down the street, her cock throbbing and swaying from side to side as she grinned.
But Futaba still had a mission! She wasn’t here to (just) how off her giga-cock! She needed to meet-up with the rest of the Phantom Thieves to figure out what was up!
Thankfully, as soon as she said so in the group chat, Haru and Makoto confirmed that they would be joining her at Leblanc, without even asking her why she wanted to meet up! They’d even told her they’d make sure to tell her dad that he needed to close the shop early for their meeting, which Futaba appreciated, though…
She couldn’t have even begun to suspect why Makoto and Haru had been so eager to come when called.
But once she entered the closed coffee shop, she got a big hint.
“”Welcome, Futaba-sama.”” Both girls said at the same time. They were completely naked and kneeling on the floor, their heads bowed low and pressed against the floorboards beneath them.
Futaba gaped as she stared at the older girls’ naked bodies.
Haru’s soft tits were squished underneath her torso, lewdly spilling out of either side of her body as she bowed before Futaba, while Makoto’s phat ass was sticking out behind her obscenely, showing off her pale cheeks.
Futaba’s cock throbbed hungrily as a thick drollop of precum fell to the floor.
She nearly flinched at the sound, gulping loudly as she stared down at the sexy girls prostrating themselves before her. “G-Guys? Whu- What are you doing?” She asked hesitantly, making the girls look up at her, also confused.
“Ah- Apologies, Futaba-sama.” Makoto said, bowing again. “We simply assumed you’d called for us to use our bodies for your god-cock.” She said with an apologetic tone.
“Oh, I suppose we did assume.” Haru continued, looking contrite. She bowed again as well. “Our deepest apologies, Futaba-sama. If we’ve erred, please punish us as you see fit.” She said, and Futaba felt her cock throb more and more as she watched the two sexy girls debasing themselves in front of her-
And she suddenly realized something.
“No, you girls have done nothing wrong.” She said, licking her lips. “There’s nothing I want more right now than to pleasure my god-cock with your lewd bodies.”
Futaba’s cock throbbed as the girls looked back up at her with relieved expressions. “We’re glad, Futaba-sama. The last thing we’d want is to go against your wishes.” Makoto said sincerely, and Futaba nearly came at the sight.
Fuck, she couldn’t wait a moment longer! “E-Enough talking! Stand up, Makoto, I need to see that phat ass bounce on my dick!” Futaba ordered, and the girl jumped to her feet.
“Yes, Futaba-sama!” She instantly obeyed, before turning around and spreading her ass wide. “Please use my holes for your god-cock’s pleasUUUUUUUNNGGHOOOOO!~” Futaba didn’t have the patience to listen to the girl’s words, instead jamming the gigantic head of her cock into Makoto’s well-trained asshole, which easily swallowed it all.
For a moment, Futaba wondered if Makoto had always been such a buttslut, only to immediately decide that she didn’t care at all~ Instead, her grabbed hold of that wonderful ass, and dragged it down her cock, making Makoto howl like a bitch in heat as more and more cock was forced up her guts, inch by inch.
Before long, Futaba’s cock was threatening to punch through Makoto’s stomach as it swelled obscenely around its girth- but with one more thunderous thrust, it did punch through, and up Makoto’s throat, leaving the phat-assed slut speared on Futaba’s cock.
The futanari nearly came from the sight- not to mention the feeling of having the normally uptight Makoto cumming like a whore around her god-cock- but she wasn’t ready to cum just yet. She wanted more~
“H-Haru! Get up on your feet, and give my cock a paizuri!” She ordered the still bowing girl, making the CEO jump to her feet.
“Yes, Futaba-sama!” Haru said, quickly wrapping her beach-ball tits around the foot-and-some-inches of cock that had slipped out of Makoto’s mouth, making Futaba moan at the marshmallowy softness suddenly enveloping her cockhead- and that was all Futaba needed to finally go over the edge.
She moaned whorishly as she came, blasting Haru’s face with a stupid amount of cum. Haru’s features were completely drowned out underneath the first shot of cum, and Futaba had many more in store. The sight of ropes and ropes of cum painting Haru’s face and tits was so mesmerizing, that Futaba nearly forgot to pull back to leave at least half her load inside Makoto’s guts, swelling up her stomach until she looked overdue with triplets.
Futaba panted for a moment as she pulled Makoto off her cock, letting the cum-drunk whore fall to the floor in her cum puddle. She was giggling stupidly to herself as a deluge of cum shot out of her gaping asshole, while Haru moaned lewdly as she cleaned her face, dutifully swallowing every drop of cum she could find.
Futaba grinned as her god-cock throbbed. Calling those girls over to test her new cock had been a great idea~
Xohnra asked: Impersonation: Golden Boombox: Futa Homura put Sayaka alone in a room with the Golden Boombox and a pair of bunny girl costume; she also put it into the highest setting to truly give Sayaka the biggest dumptruck in reality. Imported, Sayaka keeps her chest size; only her ass gets bigger, and like with Madoka, only Homura knows what happened. Also, increase Homura's dick and balls size a bit from last time. <3
A little bit of story: after Homura enjoyed catgirl Madoka so much, she thought, why not get more animal girls for herself?
This is a continuation of my last one. Some extra stuff, extreme cumflation. It takes like two days after the last one.
(Express Prompt for Xohnra!)
This is a sequel to 'Homura the Ultimate Futanari' from last chapter <3
Homura was smirking to herself as she watched Sayaka’s phat ass bounce to the beat of the music, while the blue-haired girl gasped and moaned with each ripple of her growing cheeks.
It had only been a couple of minutes since Sayaka had woken up in her bedroom to find Homura’s gifts; both the golden boombox that was now blasting Sayaka’s weak brain with its music, and the bunny girl costume that had replaced every other article of clothing Sayaka previously had.
Sayaka hadn’t even hesitated before putting on the costume, not even noticing the way the headband melded itself to her scalp as the ears came to life, or the way the white bunny tail was now twitching energetically above her ass, before turning on the boombox and beginning her ‘usual’ morning routine.
Non-stop twerking training~
Homura licked her lips as she watched Sayaka’s ass grow another size, making the bunny girl moan whorishly as her bunny suit was stretched even further, the black fabric, previously loose, now digging into her phat ass like it was trying to cut into it, but still doing absiolutely nothing to actually contain it as Sayaka squatted lewdly, bouncing her ass to the music like a bunny out to.
The more she twerked, the more her ass grew, and the more her ass grew, the more absurd her body looked as it grew more and more bottom-heavy. Her ass was growing phatter and phatter with each bounce, but her upper body remained exactly the same, which was exactly what Homura wanted.
Sayaka Miki was going to be her twerk-bunny. She needed nothing else.
Well, almost nothing else.
Homura grinned as she undid her spell to spy on Sayaka through the door, before opening it unceremoniously. “Good morning, Miki.” She said, and Sayaka blinked at her, before scowling.
“A-Akemi!” Sayaka said angrily, still twerking to the beat, but despite what one might assume was the cause for her frustration- “You’re late!”
Homura smirked. “Sorry.”
Sayaka clicked her tongue. “Whatever. Just- get ready, will you? We’ve already wasted enough time because of your lateness.” She said, and Homura forced herself not to goad Sayaka on- She was not keen on waiting a singular moment more either~
Homura dropped her skirt to the floor, revealing her throbbing cock to the blue-haired girl- but only for a moment before Sayaka spun on her heel mid-bounce, before slamming down on top of Homura’s lap, making Homura moan as Sayaka’s asshole easily swallowed Homura’s feet long cock despite having been a virgin seconds earlier.
And despite having been a virgin seconds earlier, Sayaka squealed as her asshole fluttered around Homura’s ass, cumming nearly instantly as she was stretched out inhumanly, her twerking coming to a stop as she sprayed her pussy juice all over the floor beneath her, which just wouldn’t do~
Homura licked her lips as she raised a hand, and spanked Sayaka’s ass hard, making the bunny cry out in pleasure/pain. “Come on, Miki! I’m here to help you train- not for you to sit on and rest!”
Sayaka growled at Homura’s words, but did, in fact, resume her previous movement. Much more slowly and laboriously than before, gasping and moaning even more obviously than before as she tried her best to catch up to the booming beat once more. Homura’s own moans joined Sayaka’s as the girl began picking up more and more speed as her asshole was gaped more and more, and soon, she was actually once more on the beat, slamming her ass down Homura’s cock to make it clap in the black-haired devil’s lap rhythmically, not even losing her pace as she came around Homura’s cock anymore.
Homura smirked. That only meant it was time to make things more difficult for the girl, no?
With the tiniest flex of her magic, her cock began growing in Sayaka’s guts, making the girl’s twerking stutter as she gasped, her hands clenching at the growing bulge in her stomach, but she only grit her teeth as she redoubled her efforts, twerking around Homura’s growing cock as it stretched out her warm, throbbing insides more and more~
Homura was actually the one who found herself gasping and moaning more and more as her growing cock meant more and more of it was stimulated by Sayaka’s lewd twerking, her phat, rippling ass crashing into Homura’s lap again and again like sinfully warm pillows, all the while the heavy bass of the boombox continued punctuating every bounce of the lewd bunny girl around her throbbing cock~
Homura howled as she came herself, making Sayaka’s eyes bulge out, before rolling into the back of her skull as Homura’s inhuman load of cum punched into her stomach, making her belly swell like a beach ball as more and more boiling hot cum was pumped into it.
Sayaka herself came in concert with Homura’s own orgasm, pleasure frying her brain as she was bloated with the transfer student her owner’s cum, but her body continued bouncing on her cock, milking it for all it was worth as long as it was able to-
With a snap of her fingers, Homura cut off the boombox music, and almost instantly, Sayaka collapsed to the floor, her chest crashing with the wooden floorboards as her ass was left up in the air, gaping outrageously and spewing out Homura’s cum like a fountain, a stupid, brainless smile on her face as her bunny tail twitched uncontrollably.
Homura licked her lips at the sight, engraving it in her sight, before looking back down at her enhanced cock. It had grown at least a foot inside Sayaka’s guts, making it even more evident than it had already did.
She considered returning it to its previous size for convenience's sake, but…
Maybe she’d see what Madoka thought of it first~
Either way, Homura was more than happy to learn that she had indeed been right.
Two pets were better than one~
Xohnra asked: UMA MUSUME Magic Ink: Rice Shower feels she needs to put more effort into other stuff than racing but doesn't know what until she reads something about a breeding stallion. Not really knowing what it is, Rice Shower uses the magic ink and writes on herself "gigantic hyper-breeding stallion" and "always full balls."
You can choose which girl she is going to breed; her personality stays the same. For the girl you choose has also used the magic ink with rice shower at the same time and used "hyper-breeding hips, fertility goddess." Both did not know of the effect of the magic ink.
(Express Prompt for Xohnra!)
Rice Shower- wasn’t sure how they’d gotten to this point.
When she’d decided to try and find something to do in her free time other than racing and training, she’d done what came naturally to her.
She’d found a book about the history of umamusumes, and done a bit of research, to learn more about what umas in the past did other than racing.
And she’d learned some, but nothing had really called to her, in truth.
It was while in the midst of that research that she was joined by Mihono Bourbon, who offered to help Rice with her research once it was explained to her. She’d research online, while Rice scoured her books, thus covering more grounds between the two of them.
And eventually, it was Bourbon who encountered something neither of them were aware of.
Which led them to here and now.
Rice shuffled in place as Bourbon pressed the Sharpie against her forehead, writing down words Rice had never heard of before.
“Don’t move.” Bourbon said, making Rice freeze.
“Y-Yes! S-Sorry…” The shorter uma said as she tried to stifle her nervousness. “A-Are you sure this is, necessary?” She asked, and Bourbon nodded calmly.
“Yes. From what I’ve gathered, a ‘stallion’ operates in pair with an uma. If we want to understand them, it would only make sense to try and recreate their function. Writing this down will help me remember that right now, you are not ‘Rice’, but a ‘stallion’.” She explained, and Rice didn’t nod- partially because she couldn’t move, but also a bit because she was still unsure about this.
But, well… Her books hadn’t really turned out anything, so she’d rely on Bourbon’s internet research. Still…
“It’s, kinda tingly…” Rice mumbled as she felt the ink tingle against her skin, making Bourbon blink.
“I see.” She simply said as she leaned back, but didn’t recap the marker. “Don’t worry, I will also mark myself so you do not get confused. This will be fair.” Bourbon explained, before using her phone like a mirror to do exactly that.
“Ah- Sorry, that’s not what I meant to imply- HNG!” Rice’s hands clamped against her mouth as a sharp moan escaped her mouth- though thankfully, Bourbon was too focused on her writing to notice.
Rice was shaking in place, her whole body heating up rapidly.
“Whu- What’s happening to meee~” Rice whined as she felt her body thrum with new found energy- as if she was getting ready to run but- not really-
Rice gasped as a bolt of pleasure shot through her body, jolting down her spine and into her crotch- Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as more and more pleasure began coursing through her, waves and waves of heat rushing down her body and concentrating on her crotch, making her moan lewdly behind her hands as she tried to stifle herself, screwing her eyes shut with the effort of staying silent-
Then, all at once, it stopped.
Rice panted for a few seconds, slowly cracking her eyes open- only to freeze in place as she saw what had happened. It was like a- a male penis- but not really.
The first thing to strike Rice was its size- It was gigantic, nearly as large as Rice herself was. It also had a strange shape, with a flat head and a thick, leathery-looking base that enveloped her balls, with a thick ring in the middle of it like a donut.
And strangest of all, it was attached to her.
Rice began hyperventilating as she stared down at herself, trying to understand what had happened-
“Oh.” Bourbon suddenly said, making Rice flinch as she looked up at the other Uma- only for her jaw to drop at the sight.
“B-B-Bourbon!?” Rice asked, stunned as she saw that she wasn’t the only one to undergo a transformation.
Bourbon had exploded out of her uniform, leaving only tattered shreds on her now hyper-curvy body. Her tits were as large as beachballs, and her hips-
The brown-haired uma blinked. “Yes?” She asked, only to blink again as her eyes landed on Rice’s new organ. “Oh, that’s good.” She said, making Rice blink, confused.
“Wh-What?” She asked, only to squeak as Bourbon grabbed hold of it and began stroking it.
“You’ve gotten ahead of me, Rice. You truly look the part of a ‘breeding stallion’. I’m glad that I won’t have to find a way to simulate that part.” She said calmly, even as Rice whined. The calm girl leaned forward, and took a deep sniff of Rice’s cock, before nodding. “You’ve even managed to recreate a stallion’s brain-rotting musk. That’s very important.” Bourbon said.
“Of course, I’ve already modified my own body to look like a ‘fertile uma’ as well, so we can move right on to the actual simulation.” Bourbon calmly said as she let go of Rice’s cock after making it drool yogurt-thick precum everywhere.
Rice nearly sobbed at the loss of sensation, but she didn’t have time to do so before Bourbon spun on her heel, and grabbed hold of the table in front of her, still littered with Rice’s books, exposing her phat ass and drooling pussy, making Rice freeze at the sight.
Bourbon reach between her legs, spreading her pussy with her fingers and making Rice’s cock throb hungrily at the sight.
“As you can see, your musk has awoken my womb and primed it for breeding.” Bourbon explained as femcum dripped to the floor beneath her. “Now, it is traditional for the uma to say something along the lines of ‘Please breed my hungry pussy with your huge cock and turn me into your cum-addicted foal factorYYYYY!”
Bourbon’s words turned into a wordless cry of pleasure as Rice pounced on the cyborg, slamming her giant horsecock into her pussy without mercy.
“I-I’M SORRY!” Rice moaned as she hilted herself in the slutty horse in one go, stretching out Bourbon’s new body to its absolute limits, before instinctively beginning to pound into the uma, her hips a blur as they slammed into Bourbon’s ass again and again, her impossibly large and full balls audibly rumbling as they brewed a thick, virile load for the uma. “I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry!” Rice chanted as she ruined her friend, who heard none of it.
As was perhaps appropriate for the cyborg, Bourbon completely blue-screened as she was filled with a cock as large as she herself was, turning her powerful, finely-trained body into an onahole, only fit for pleasuring cock. But it wasn’t pain that overwhelmed her so, but pleasure.
Bourbon came again and again around Rice’s cock, spraying the floor beneath her in her femcum, all the while her face remained completely expressionless, frozen in place by the mind-ruining pleasure she was feeling- Only for her eyes to suddenly roll into the back of her head as Rice came, moaning whorishly as she filled Bourbon’s fertile womb with more cum than was even possible, turning Bourbon’s curvy body into a filled condom.
Rice came for several minutes like the breeding stallion she now was, filling Bourbon’s womb with more and more cum, until it overflowed and began spilling out onto the floor.
Rice was panting as she finally regained control of her wits, blushing ferociously as she tried to pull herself out of Bourbon’s pussy. “B-B-Bourbon- I’m so sorry! I- I don’T know what came over me- Oh, and I ruined the f-floor too- I- I- EEP!” Rice squealed as a pair of powerful thighs suddenly closed around her hips, forcing her hips to meet Bourbon’s once more.
The brown-haired uma was looking up at Rice, her face just as emotionless as always. “I read that stallions only successfully breed 65% of the time.” Bourbon said, making Rice gulp. “You should make sure you’ve succeeded.”
Rice whined as Bourbon’s pussy clenched around her cock, but she couldn’t stop herself from resuming her mad fucking as Bourbon looked on emotionlessly.
Yes, completely emotionless, as long as you didn’t notice the way her pupils had turned heart-shaped.
One thing was for sure. Rice’s free time would now be firmly occupied~
Dopplerdee asked: Likewise Tits for Brains Tanya would be fun maybe a new order experiment results in a duel core orb, sadly its in her breasts and shes too dumb to use it now.
When Tanya had received the offer to participate in yet another R&D project, she’d been cautious.
Especially given how- invasive this project was aiming to be.
But, Shugel had nothing to do with it, and to be perfectly honest, the idea of never having to worry about being caught without a computation orb would do her nerves a lot of good.
After all, the Argent Silver was just a frail girl without access to her magic.
And if this project to implant the orb directly into her body worked, well…
It would do a lot to keep her safe.
That’s what she’d thought at the time, and what had motivated her to agree to the project.
And now, several weeks later, Tanya… wasn’t sure that she regretted her choice.
“Ok Major, now try and run a basic flight formula?” Visha said, her loyal adjutant having followed the young blonde into her new assignment, now helping her superior through her daily exercises.
Tanya nodded at Visha’s words, before frowning as she thought deeply. “That is…”
“Fourth formula from the right, Major.” Visha said, pointing up at the papers pinned to the wall in front of Tanya.
The blonde started counting the complicated formulas, only to blink again, and look down at her hands, sticking out her pointer finger and thumbs- Yes, that hand was the left one.
Tanya nodded decisively as she looked back up at the formulas, and carefully counted to four from right to left.
The numbers and symbols no longer made any sense to her, but if she just, stared at the paper, and kept the image in her head, she could run the formula.
The moment she did, however, Tanya started moaning as the orbs inside her chest began spinning pleasurably, making her puffy nipples harden as the mechanical vibrations sent sparks of pleasure up into her brain.
She must’ve messed up though, because once more, instead of beginning to fly, her chest began expanding again, forcing her small military uniform into an even more obscene shape as her titanic tits pushed against it, forcing her cleavage out in the open, and only keeping her ‘decent’ thanks to one, terrifically stubborn golden button that was trembling from the intense pressure.
Tanya blinked slowly as she stared down at her inflating chest. “V-Visha, I think I messed up the formula again…” She said carefully, and the brunette giggled.
“Oh, don’t worry, Major. This is why we’re training- so that you learn how to use your new computation orbs properly.” Viasha explained, and Tanya nodded eagerly. Yes, that made perfect sense.
“Okay, try a reflex-enhancing formula? Second from the left.”
Tanya followed Visha’s instructions obediently, only to moan again as the identical formula made her chest inflate again, sending the last button flying like a bullet into the wall opposite her as her tits were finally freed.
“Good job, Tanya!” Visha cheered. “You’re doing better by the minute!”
Tanya smiled doppily back at the brunette. She was glad to know she was doing sucvh a good job~