by Mitsunami » Tue Feb 16, 2021 8:38 pm
"Higher....wider...BIGGER...! Heh...perfect..." Dominator declared with a nasty sneer as the towering wall of molten rock she'd generated reached optimal size for crashing down across everyone still in the room. "Now I'll just melt you losers, take what I want, and rule the entire cosmos with the fleet I'm gonna build from th-aackpth! Gah! Haff, plah, gack, pllltttth!"
The green pirate tyrant cut off with much hacking and spitting as the shimmery mist-cloud touched her, the oddly sweet flavor and tiny particles making her feel like she'd just inhaled a large cloud of perfume. Even what she didn't inhale was being assimilated into her body as the substance seemed to absorb right into her flesh, certainly finding no shortage of that. As she lay there, sputtering and coughing, her magma wall shuddered and became momentarily rigid, rather than falling on everyone.
A moment later, the heat hit her, making her body pulse with it, hard. As she groaned from that first pulse, several jiggles rolling across her expanded form, the magma shivered, a chunk of it falling back to the ship's floor. A second pulse followed, eliciting a louder moan, then some clenched teeth and a snarl. "No....not...not now, dammit!" Several more chunks of hardened magma dropped, splattering back into red, molten fluid as they hit. A third pulse, and Dom's entire body shivered, before her breasts and ass started growing again, filling out with more wobbly green flesh in all directions, her loud protests achieving precisely nothing as far as results.
Even as her arms reached forward to encircle as much of her own bust as she could, more of it was pulling away or else just overflowing her arms, green, lightly-spotted boob oozing over and under each limb and soon burying her arms in the very tits she was attempting to hold back, and still growing larger. Her enraged face was lifted higher off the floor each moment by the tide of titflesh-surging out, her nipples looking like the stems of a pair of ships, pointing forward as they grew in length and width. As more soft green boob filled the space on the wrecked end of the ballroom, Dom's snarl was starting to become hidden behind it, partly from the sheer mass of her tits, and partly from her body starting to sink into her own softness.
Her rear was determined not to be counted out, it seemed, as it was ballooning, if anything, even faster than her front, wobbling and slightly clapping together from the rate of its own growth. With each fresh pound of new flesh added to her already ample ass, the claps got louder, soon even generating a breeze from the sheer sound that rattled the chandelier. Among all the ice ahead of her, and the rapidly-melting magma wall, she was looking more and more like a green island trying to rise up from the lava and ice flowing into each other.
When it finally stopped, the others were free to observe the absurdly-huge expanse of wobbly green for themselves- approximately three times the size she'd been before, Dominator's main body appeared lost somewhere between breasts that were each twice the size of Queen Tyr'Ahnee's personal bed mattress, her nipples sticking out longer than Dom was tall from areolae roughly the same size in diameter, but puffed out so much as to appear like a second, smaller, darker green set of breasts attached to the first. Her rear had grown even more massive, clearing the range of the twenty-foot tits by several yards, the last bit of magma crumbling onto it and confirming its softness as the rock sank in a good six feet down, disappearing from sight. Judging by the shiver and moan it got, Dom was still alive and alert.
Make that very alert, actually, as massive shudders began running through the green walls of flesh, while the melted magma started converging on it, slurping up and around her body and beginning to take form as it turned cool and black. With a cry of rage, Dom was suddenly on her feet again...no, off them, actually, hovering several feet off the ground, and leaning forward so her face could be seen- sort of. One whole half of her head was hidden by the Rapunzel-length snowy white tresses she was sporting, while her visible eye blazed with fury as the magma solidified into what looked like a leather bikini studded in spikes, along with a set of thigh-high boots attached to the bikini bottom with garterbelts, all similarly spiked. Risking a touch would show that it was made of solid rock, rather than leather, a fact further emphasized as it started to heat up, glowing red cracks forming all over it. As to how it was managing to levitate Dominator off the floor like that, it probably had something to do with the rapidly rotating ball of magma spinning over her right palm. Judging from how she was holding that arm up, she was devoting much of her concentration to controlling her magma-outfit to keep herself from falling.
"Okay...fine...we do this up close....now will all of you kindly just die already!?" she screamed, starting to levitate towards them all like the world's sexiest and simultaneously scariest parade float.
Violets are blue,
Roses are red,
We're coming aboard,
Prepare to eat lead.