Growth Lab Story 005: Colette’s Interview

Summary

Hello and thank you for taking a look at this story! Quick summary, this is a side story written using characters from ReadyArt‘s Growth Lab Universe. Specifically Colette, a character seen mostly in the Growth Lab Movies (Gif Example) but also making an appearance in upcoming comics, a preview of which can be seen here and here. An additional character in this story is Jaime who appeared in Growth Lab Comic 8, some reference images of her are on Page 18 and Page 21.

Characters

Colette Marceau | Luna Masters | Hannah Stromberg | Jaime

Content

Breast Expansion (F), Butt Expansion (F), Lactation (F), Giantess Growth (F), Hypnosis (F), Demonic Transformation (F), Sexual Interactions (F/F), Abdominal Distension/Distortion (F), Deepthroat of Inanimate Objects (F).

Disclaimer

All characters are owned by ReadyArt and used with their permission. ReadyArt can be found at (www.readyartzone.com) or DeviantArt and Patreon.

Warning

This story is a bit spicier in general and should not be treated as Growth Lab Canon, it was a side project meant to explore the character of Colette and some of the antics she might possibly get into.

Intro

“By the way, I really appreciate you approaching me for a possible transfer to this ship-building facility,” Lieutenant Jaime beamed, looking over to Colette as the two walked down the sparsely lit underground hallway.  Jaime posed a striking yet professional figure in her form fitting pencil skirt and button up collared shirt, her blonde hair pressed straight and falling down to her shoulders.

“It’s nothing really, your experience with piloting speaks for itself.  Not to mention your part in flying the experimental Nautilus craft back during the Furihara Incident,” Colette said calmly in response, flashing a playful smile at her bubbly compatriot.  Colette, for her part, matched the formal yet non-military wardrobe of her companion, wearing her favorite outfit consisting of a rather formfitting salmon-colored turtleneck sweater matched with a conservative-length purple skirt with hexagonal patterning that flowed loosely down to her brown heeled boots.  Her rose-colored lips curled upward as she noticed her companion sneaking a quick look at her vibrant purple hair, which normally would be falling down to her hips but today was wrapped in a pristine bun reminiscent of the French peony flower, one of her favorite reminders of home.  To Colette’s relief, Jaime’s exuberant demeanor was a stark contrast to the usual stern disposition of military pilots.  Colette smiled, feeling grateful for her decision to stress the “casual” nature of the interview.  The two had spent barely ten minutes chatting over coffee and doughnuts just a week ago and now were bantering swimmingly. 

“Perfect, she suspects nothing,” Colette mused internally.  “By the way Jaime, you will find there are many similar vehicles in development here that will benefit from your flight-testing expertise,” Colette continued as they reached the end of the hallway, pushing open one of the double doors to enter a large dimly lit aircraft hangar. 

Interview Start

“Oh, so this base is working with the energy research project?” Jaime asked staring wide-eyed at the various contraptions and vehicles stored in the room. 

“Of course, we are an elite trained skeleton crew, but the personnel that would normally be here are assisting with the launch of the USS Yorktown, apparently our intrepid Commander Masters gave it a workover on its last mission.  Anyway, please, have a seat.” Colette motioned to two folding chairs sitting alone on the floor and turned to a nearby desk and pulled out a clipboard and a small nondescript energy transmitter.  “By the way Jaime, how good is your resistance to growing?” Colette said as she clicked the transmitter on, and the device lit up to display a typical gauge designed for measuring growth energy levels. 

“Oh… well…” Jaime cleared her throat, “all pilots are required to be able to sustain level 50 decom, and I passed my most recent certification back in March.  Of course, during the Furihara incident I was umm… overwhelmed… but General Stromberg can vouch that those conditions were far outside normal mission parameters.”  Jaime shifted nervously; her eyes fixed on the device Colette had started pointing at her. 

“Mhmmm… well, level 50 decom is perfectly adequate for most bases outside Killian, but I expected a much higher certification given your proximity to such volatile generators such as Furihara.  I will need to assess your current decom capability myself as the first step to this interview if that is alright?”  Colette stated sitting down in front of Jaime, crossing her legs, leaning forward while eyeing her intently, the gun beeping methodically. 

Jaime, for her part, didn’t miss a beat and immediately straightened her posture, her eyes locked on Colette as she replied in curt military fashion, “of course ma’am, you can start the test any time.” 

“Wonderful,” Colette said as she absent-mindedly adjusted her glasses while looking off to the side, then back at her eager associate. “That’s good to hear Jaime, of course the test has already started,” Colette smirked as a rumbling *groan* echoed from within Jaime’s abdomen loud enough for both of them to hear.  Surprised, hands massaging her stomach, Jaime’s initial thought was that the coffee she had for breakfast wasn’t agreeing with her but quickly realized it was something else.  A solid mass shifted inside her, large enough to make her wince in pain at the feeling of the mass slowly increasing, a small bulge pushing her fingers apart as her abdomen churned.  “JAIME!” Colette snapped at the girl bringing her attention off her belly, pointing to the transmitter in her hand.  “This is only a level 30 decom, I would hope you are not losing yourself already,” Colette tilted her head slightly back eyeing her interviewee with mock disdain. 

“No!  Sorry…mmmm…. ma’am” Jaime stuttered as she forcibly straightened her posture, removing her hands from her stomach and placing them on her thighs, feeling the troubling pressure in her stomach slowly recede. “Must just be nervous jitters,” Jaime thought to herself. 

Good, it’d be a drag for her to get preoccupied with the growth implant at the start,” Colette mused to herself as she absentmindedly scribbled onto her clipboard, “got to keep up the farce of a decom test for as long as possible”. 

“This won’t take long, about two minutes if you’ll indulge me,” Colette innocently batted her blue-purple eyes at the shaking lieutenant.  Jaime eyes fluttered as she teetered off balance, the folding chair legs squeaking against the linoleum floor as she regained her balance, shaking her head to clear the fog, her blonde hair dancing about, single strands sticking to her neck which shone with perspiration.  She inhaled and exhaled slowly, her breaths forming vapor as her body temperature continued to skyrocket. 

“Sure…*gulp*…mmm… this is perfectly fine,” Jaime inhaled a long slow breath attempting to calm her nerves, regain her bearings, to recall her decom training from boot camp.  “Ride the waves, Jaime, anticipate the surge and let it pass through you, be calm, just be calmmmmm,” Jaime closed her eyes and exhaled slowly, the air whistling through her grit teeth and past her pouted lips.  Her exhale was stopped short as she heard a muffled groan.  Opening her eyes, she looked down and saw that her normal self-perspective available due to her modest C-cup breasts was now being obscured by perky DDD-cup breasts slowly stretching her sports bra, pooling above and below the elastic prison.  She could feel seams in her underwire band shifting like tectonic plates, tickling her skin as the bra’s underlying structure began to give way to the surging bean bag pillows of flesh bulging outward under her top.  “Ahhhh…. hhmmmmm,” Jaime’s cheeks flushed red as she watched her carefully chosen wardrobe be rendered apart from within. 

“So, is this your best effort, lieutenant?” Colette said getting up from her chair and approaching Jaime who attempted to remain composed, legs shivering and shaking uncontrollably.  “This is only Level 50, Jaime, we’re only a quarter of the way there…” Colette’s tone of disappointment fell like a hammer, but Jaime was already too overwhelmed to register it, eyes closed, lips fidgeting. 

MOOOooooanannrmrmrmrrrrrrrr,” Jaime’s guttural moans were echoed by the popping of stitches on her sports bra, and the tearing of seam in her svelte pencil skirt as it tried to circumvent her swelling thighs, runs splaying across her stockings moving upward from the ankle.  To the casual bystander it would be easily apparent that Jaime was sustaining a decom test orders of magnitude higher than even Level Ten Batteries would handle.  But the more subtle angle to this particular test was that the source of the energy was internal, as opposed to external.  “mmmmmmAAhhhhh… Whaat iiiiis THiiss???” Jaime put her hands up to her head, her heartbeat pounding loud in her ears.  Her breasts swayed side as she squirmed in the chair, attempting to find a foothold for control as her thought process spiraled and her body shook uncontrollably from the waves of pressure flowing through her pores.  Her button down was skintight, pulled upward by her expanding bosom to expose her toned midriff, the sleeves riding up as her arms lengthened by a few inches, her veins visible through the white fabric.  Heels scraped against the shiny linoleum floor as Jaime spread her legs to regain balance, feeling her center of gravity shift as her body parts grew asynchronously.  Her butt surged splitting her skirt down the middle in the back exposing a tight pair of blue panties, then her shoulders tightened ripping a fine line down the sleeves of her shirt which split into tassels hanging by her side.  “Ooomp!” Jaime’s eyes went wide as her face bloated, neck swelling and cheeks bulging outward as she burped up hot gas, with more leaking from her nostrils and even her ears as though energy was bursting from every pore in her body. 

“Level 80 now Jaime, you’re only halfway there,” said Colette as she stepped around behind Jaime’s shuddering figure, watching the lieutenant double over in the chair, the waistband of her skirt snapping open from the enlarged circumference of her midriff. 

Jaime’s hands dug into her blonde locks, her bra strap appearing between torn seams in the back of her strained dress shirt, dug so deep into her flesh it almost disappeared, until with a harsh *crack* it finally relinquished its hold eliciting a relieved moan from Jaime.  Her boobs lurched forward into the button-down shirt’s last line of defense, squeezing out between the buttons as the shirt collar elongated under the strain.  A dull *punk* was followed in quick succession as the buttons gave way under the weight of Jaime’s new bountiful bust.  Jaime could barely reach her arms around to encase her bosom and reach where light reflected off her saucer-sized nipples that began to elongate. Colette’s smile stretched painfully wide stretched from ear to ear while she watched the lieutenant’s arms fall limp to the floor as she stayed bent over in the chair, head resting between two beachball-sized boob pillows spilling over her bountiful thighs that were large enough to resemble tree trunks.  Blue panties were the only thing keeping Jaime remotely covered, stretched into an outrageous thong just to circumvent her newly enlarged crotch and torso.  “AHHHhhhh…. HUUrrrtttss…. huuuuurts,” Jaime muffled groans reverberated through her chest pillows which continued to grow, now spilling over her knees.  A loud *Snap* and *crunch* sounded off as the flimsy folding chair succumbed to Jaime’s mass with her bulbous butt cheeks enveloping the remains as she plopped to a sitting position, ripples shuddering through every inch of her new curvaceous form, face still nestled in her cleavage.  Colette gingerly reached out to grasp Jaime’s shoulders from behind, kneading them gently, eliciting pleasured purrs from Jaime. 

Ohhh, lieutenant, you’re trying really hard, aren’t you?  Does this help?” Colette transitioned masterfully from stern interviewer to consoling ally as she dug her fingers into Jaime’s skin feeling the heat jump off her body like static electricity. 

aahhhhhh…S’goodd, thatts goooood,” Jaime arched her back, slowly bringing her face back up to get closer to Colette’s magical massaging fingers, tilting her head to the side, her right breast spilling off her thigh to with a wet *slap* on the cold floor.

 Jaime’s breath was now a continuous flow of hot steam, vapors coming from her mouth, her body drenched in sweat soaking through her skin-tight dress shirt and making it translucent.  Her blond hair fell over her eyes which were still closed, eyebrows twitching feverishly as Colette leaned in close to her left ear, firmly cupping Jaime’s neck with one hand to hold up her head and snaking her arm beneath Jaime’s breast toward her abdomen. 

“I know it’s hard Jaime, and you’ve done a wonderful job, but we’re not finished yet,” Colette whispered in her ear, her left hand lifting up Jaime’s left breast groping a viscous bulge in her belly that had continued to grow, unnoticed by Jaime.

 The bulge had smaller bulges around it forming a distorted ball shape which Colette grasped firmly through Jaime’s skin.  Leveraging her grip on Jaime’s shoulder, Colette squeezed and turned the mass inside Jaime like dough until she found the right orientation, and then plunged her thumb deep into the foreign protrusion until a *shoom* reverberated deep within Jaime’s core making her breath stop short.  Jaime’s cheeks and eyes ballooned out as an explosion of energy erupted within her as she felt her insides churn under pressure from the expanding waves, her legs crossing impulsively to conceal the wetness pooling on the shiny floor. 

Colette’s Experiment

“Mmmm-Ms. Marceau… uh… I-I can’t take any more of this… I’m coming aparrrrt… mmm… at this rate I’ll BLOW!” Jaime moaned as she attempted to turn around and look at her companion.

Blow? Well, we can’t have that Ms. Ross… not YET… but I do need you to grow,” Colette said as she slipped both arms underneath Jaime’s shoulders to lift her up off the floor, pushing her forward onto her knees, a squeal escaping her lips as her nipples contacted the cold floor. 

“WHAT! nonoNO! You can’t be serious! Wait…. This is why you brought me here!?” Jaime’s arms cradled what she could reach of her swelling breasts which pooled under and over them like gelatin as her flesh rumbled outward, a large *snap* signaling the loss of her panties as a limp string hung across one butt cheek glistening in the dim lights. 

“Calm yourself Ms. Ross!  It will make this process much smoother.  You are holding a very valuable piece of growth technology inside you that must be retrieved.”

Inside me!?  You did this?  Why!?” Jaime’s voice cracked as she tried to regain her footing, her thigh muscles rippled under the weight of her top-heavy figure, her feet on the verge of slipping on the puddle of moisture dripping from her crotch, and the wet tattered remains of her wardrobe. 

Colette walked calmy around to look at Jaime head-on, seeing that Jaime had grown at least 2 feet taller, most of the height in her Amazonian legs, with her boobs taking up most of the mass, jutting outward two feet and hanging down three feet, covering her stomach.  Her butt was so wide no human wingspan could hope to encircle it, and it was perky in contrast to her massive hanging sackers.  The growth seemed to have reached a plateau and Jaime breathed as a sigh of relief as she took in her new form and she looked at Colette inquisitively. 

“To be honest Ms. Ross, this research is above your pay grade, but to put it simply, the growth matrix has many unexplored properties that I need to study, on my own terms.  There are people trying to shut me out of the process, and it’s not so easy to get a quantum growth generator out of a Level 6 security base, so I had to get creative.  Tell me Jaime, how large is a standard energy crystal?” Colette crossed her arms patiently as Jaime pulled back her hair from in front of her face. 

“Well…No bigger than the size of a baseball I’d say, at least that’s the size of the crystal powering the Luxembourg, and most nowadays seem to be as small as the amulet General Stromberg createeeeeeed,” Jaime pondered as one of her hands accidently brushed her nipple making her lose her train of thought. 

“You are correct, it’s because those crystals are but an imitation of the original specimen that crashed on earth over four hundred years ago.  This original specimen was so potent and volatile that it was locked away for safety until the right means could be used to process it.  The “synthetic” crystals we have today are responsible for the contagious growth mutation that we all know, but there is more.”

“When Doctor Hughes created the super solder supplements, the breakthrough was the ability to shrink the crystals and put the energy in an ‘inert’ state.  Smith and Furihara’s ingestion of the candy caused unforeseen reactions, giving rise to the growth symptoms we see today.  However, someone with access to the original growth crystals could theoretically use their power to control the synthetic crystals, allowing one to ‘program’ them.  Due to my unique energy matrix, I have already been able to ‘program’ some crystals to do as I please.”

“So, to answer your question Jaime, yes, as an experiment, I got you to ingest one of my crystals and see if it produced the changes I programmed.  Now that it has been activated, I will need to retrieve my sample, as you can imagine it is quite valuable and warrants further study!”  Colette gestured to Jaime’s abdomen where the bulge from the growth crystal could be seen, and almost a faint green glow emanated through the skin.

“So, you used me as a lab rat for your experiment? Very nice, and how do you plan to retrieve this device, like heck if I’m going to let you do surgery on me!” Jaime retorted taking a defensive stance as best she could as she tried to control her quaking chest and soothe her aching stomach. 

No… no surgery… but you see, my crystals default forms are much…bigger… so I designed them to release energy as they return to their normal size, so the subject should grow big enough to allow for extraction from any orifice… I wonder which one will be the lucky winner!” Colette smiled leaning forward and poking at Jaime’s right nipple which started to mushroom outward like an inching caterpillar slowly widening in diameter. 

Wait… how much… Bigger?”  Jaime asked as she nervously slipped her hands under her massive mammaries to massage her aching stomach.  “Hmm, at full size the crystal should be about as big as you are now actually,” Colette said nonchalantly gesturing at Jaime whose eyes widened in surprise and terror. 

“What!? That’s insane!  Do you really expect to get away with this?!  The only way this can end is with you being arrested!” Jaime voice shook the rafters, but Colette did not shrink back, she simply lowered her head, as her neat bun of purple hair began to slowly unravel flowing down to her twitching shoulders. 

Heh…Not…Insane… *Urp*…I don’t expect people like you to understand… I don’t know why I bother explaining… guess it’s just nice having someone to listen… heh…hehehe,” Colette chuckled as her purple hair down past her face, collecting on her shoulders and spilling onto her undulating chest.  “You’re not wrong Jaime, no matter where I go, it’s always the same, eventually they come for me…but not this time…now I know better than to trust humans.” 

Jaime took a slight step backward as she watched Colette’s shoulders widen under her sweater, her hips pushing outward lifting her skirt.  “What do you mean by humans? And manipulating pure growth energy? Are you even human?” Jaime asked, perplexed. 

“Oh, please darling, you just need to expand your thinking,” Colette murmured as she raised her head, her eyes unleashing a bright red glow that froze Jaime in both surprise and terror. “In fact, you need to expand a lot of things, toute suite, mon ami…hehehe!” Colette cackled as she hunched over, the sound of stitches being undone in quick succession filled the room.  “Grhhmmrr…don’t worry Jaime-*OOF! *” Colette was interrupted and groaned as Jaime ran forward and tackled her, getting pinned on the floor underneath a half ton of boob flesh. 

“You should have grown when you had the chance!  I’ve already sent a distress signal relaying our location, sorry but you won’t get the chance to receive your precious sample.” 

“*Mmm*, you handle your growth form well, and please don’t misunderstand Jaime, I chose you for this experiment exactly because of your relationship with the higher-ups.  I’m counting on some high collar floozie coming out here to save your ass.  That’s when the real fun begins!” Colette chuckled while pinned underneath Jaime.  “Now ma petit fille, let me show you what real growth looks like!”

Colette Unleashed

Unseen by Jaime, a long tail with an arrow shaped tip slid from between Colette’s legs underneath her.  The prehensile appendage coiled like snake before springing upward and piercing the bulge in Jaime’s abdomen, eliciting another loud *SHOOM* that shook Jaime to her core.

“Uuuuugg…what the h-heck?!” Jaime winced in pain briefly taking her focus off of Colette. 

“Oh, please dear, it’s not rocket science…” Colette’s eyes burned hot with anticipation as she felt an intense pressure permeate every crevice of her body. “Yessss, that’s it, more…” Colette slipped her hands from beneath Jaime’s boob and pulled the flesh down until Jaime fell forward, Colette grabbing her shoulders and pulling her down until the two were face to face.  “Look at me dear and listen carefully…” Colette stared deep in Jaime’s eyes whose pupils slowly dilated and she stopped fighting against Colette’s vise grip. “Finish it for me dear, it’s not….?” Colette stroked Jaime’s long golden locks as a delirious smile spread across Jaime’s face, the subtle hypnosis taking hold.

“It’s not…heh…heh… Rocket Scienceeee…,” Jaime drooled the words out listlessly until a deep groan started to rumble inside the two ladies. 

“How does it feel Jaime?” Colette purred as she held up Jaime’s head in her taloned hands. 

Guh…Guh…. Gahh…gggg.,” Jaime babbled, staring blankly off into space as steam began to leak again from every orifice, her nipples opening up and releasing hot gas up into the rafters of the hangar. 

“Yes, dear my thoughts exactly, it’s a shame my growth control techniques were never adopted by the higher-ups, always so focused on preventing the growth, never trying to explore what can be done once you have the energy inside you.  Now if you’ll be so kind as to give me some space…*Hufffffffffff*,” Colette took in a breath so deep it felt like the air in the hangar was getting thinner the more she sucked in.  The vapors pouring out of Jamie flowed straight into Colette as she inhaled, pressure building in her stomach as the air bypassed her already full lungs.  “Mmmmmmmmm,” Colette’s finished her inhale and held her mouth closed for one, two, three, four seconds, her cheeks ballooned out from the internal pressure, eye’s tearing up from the ecstasy of the feeling.  “*Guuulllppp*,” with a hard swallow Colette forced the contents down her esophagus into her turgid abdomen that had expanded upward into Jaime’s breast.

GuhGuuuhhG-g-growwww…,” Jaime panted methodically.

“My thoughts exactly dear,” Colette cooed.  A large *BOOM* shook the space as matter displaced matter in quick succession, Colette’s breast surged first billowing outward from underneath Jaime’s massive form until it completely engulfed her, then expanded outward, going taut, throwing Jaime backwards into the air from the force of the expansion.  Colette’s butt likewise had an explosive growth, her bones cracking violently as her hips widened to two, three, then four feet wide, her glutes clenched so hard as to crack the tiles on the floor beneath her, her pillowy backside lifting the rest of her body off the floor, back arched as her legs slowly started to catch up.  A loud *Ker-SLAP* sounded off as Jaime landed ten feet away from Colette, her left breast landing first and softening the impact as she lay on her back, breasts spilling off on both sides, her body slowing growing larger. 

Ohhhh, it’s been so long since I really let loose!” Colette smiled as she stood up, stretching her arms above her head. “ArrghhhhH!”  Colette’s back arched violently, her prehensile tail going rigid and stiff as an undulating mass bubbled outward from her back.  Curling forward, the mass on her back grew and grew, the flesh contorting unevenly until with a violent *Rippp* a pair of wings stretched out from the curve of her spine, extending at least 6 feet outward on both sides, dripping wet with mucus. 

“Ooh girls, how nice of you to join the party!” Colette remarked to her left and right wing playfully, flapping them excitedly.  “Looks like it’s time to unveil our final guest!” Colette raked her talons across her abdomen cradling it as a green glow emanated from under the skin.  Colette’s clothes had practically disintegrated from the initial violent growth spurt leaving her completed naked, but suddenly a vapor similar to what was pouring out of Jaime started to come from Colette’s pouted lips.  The vapor moved and contorted around her growing thicker, and suddenly taking the form of fabric, purple silk loincloth that barely covered her front and back tied up by golden rope, and up top, a purple silk choker embroidered with flowers and archaic symbols encircled her neck.  Her breasts, which already surged in size to become five feet long and two feet wide each hung slightly higher on her chest, aided in support by two large taloned hands cupping them beneath. 

Colette’s Medicine

“Uughh…w-what…. n-now…?” Jaime lifted her head up to look at Colette between her two piles of tit flesh that were now the size of cars, slowly getting more bulbous and tauter against her twelve-foot-tall frame.  Jaime shuddered thinking back to when Naomi Furihara had swallowed General Stromberg’s crystal amulet, growing to the point where her body spanning three football fields, while her tits stretched up ten thousand feet into the sky. 

“*Beeelch* *Brbl*,” Jaime’s eyes crossed as her body tried desperately to process the energy crystal inside of her to no avail.  Her stomach now emanated a bright green glow that shined brighter the lights in the hanger.  She could feel the crystal growing at an even rate with her, cylindrical in shape almost six feet long and two feet wide, her insides rearranging in a futile attempt to accommodate its mass. “*BraAAaap* I thought you said…*Grrrglgll*…extraction would be *urp*…simple,” Jaime struggled to bring herself back to an upright position on the floor, hand on her stomach viciously grasping the cylindrical mass that was the source of her discomfort. 

“Oh darling, since you are not a generator, your body can only handle so much growth energy at once.  Seems like the crystal is slowly outpacing you, so extraction may have to come a little early.”  Colette sauntered up to Jaime, towering over her by a good six feet.

“Pleeasee…*Urp*…just get it out… feels like my insides…*cough* are on fire, but I don’t even feel close to blowing!” Jaime pleaded looking up at Colette who smiled devilishly, two horns poking out from her skull and rising through her vibrant purple hair. 

“Please, endure it a little longer Jaime, not to worry though, the discomfort your feeling will go away as soon as you have a growth spurt.  As I expected, even those who have been heavily exposed to synthetic crystals don’t process pure growth energy as efficiently.  It seems like you’re a little backed up, but I have just the medicine for that.” Colette closed her eyes and brought both her hands together in front of her, standing still until a rhythmic pulse could be heard and the glow in her abdomen intensified, extending into a spherical bulge. 

“Wait, don’t tell me you swallowed one of these things as well!?” Jaime exclaimed leaning back from Colette whose hair had begun to levitate upwards, forehead veins bulging from concentration as her abdomen distended from the foreign inside her, the bulge reaching further up into her esophagus as Colette stayed the same size, but the crystal continued to grow.  “Well…*mm*…of course*urghh*…not just one *urp*…but several…it’s the only way to safely transport these…*grlglgl*,” Colette’s knees buckled slightly as the crystal moved upward from the middle of her torso to the base of her neck, her silk necklace stretching over the object as it continued its slow rise into her throat.  Her hands remained clasped as she used powers unfamiliar to Jaime to will the crystals movement, and Colette’s wings encircled her body to provide the support and comfort her hands could not. 

“What the heck are you doing!?” Jaime attempted to retreat backward from the convulsing demoness in front of her, watching Colette’s eyes roll back into her head, her cheeks bloated out and saliva drooling from her lips and Jaime started to put two and two together. 

“Are you trying to put something else inside of me!”  Jaime tried to get up, as uncomfortable as it was with the crystal inside her, but Colette was faster, her wings stretching out and encircling Jaime, Colette’s tail wrapping tightly around Jaime’s legs.  Their bountiful bosom’s smooshed together, spilling outward as the two moved closer together until their torsos were nearly touching, the crystals inside both of them pumping out energy in sync, a methodical rumble beginning to shake the hangar around them. 

“Don’t worry Jaime, this medicine will solve your congestion problem, now open wide,” Colette’s words were barely intelligible due to the crystal lodged in her throat which had expanded to be wider than Colette’s head.  Jaime was caught between a rock and a hard place as she felt the crystal inside her start to move further up her own esophagus. 

Well, it can’t get any worse,” Jaime pondered and tentatively opened her mouth to receive whatever Colette was about to give.

*GLOMPH* without hesitation Colette unclasped her hands and grabbed Jaime’s face bringing it forward and locking her lips around Jaime’s open mouth.  *HRRRGGKKG* Colette’s guttural moan echoed in Jaime’s head as her hands instinctively wrapped around Colette’s supple waist for support, feeling her abdominal muscles contract violently as Colette coaxed the crystal the last few inches past her uvula and into her mouth.  Eyes closed all Jaime could register was Colette’s steaming hot breath and saliva flowing into her, and she shuddered at what was about to follow, hearing audible cracking of bones as Colette’s durable body contracted around the spherical crystal like a womb attempting to give birth.  Slowly she felt Colette’s lip’s part wider and wider. 

I can’t open this wiiiide-*HURHK! *” Jaime’s thoughts were put on hold when suddenly a wet tentacle burst out of Colette’s mouth and plunged down her throat.  The tentacle burrowed deeper and deeper inside her and the more that flowed inside the more the girth increased, as Jaime felt her throat muscles instinctively contract around it and then succumb to the increased volume.

“*BLRGLGBLBL*,” guttural noises filled the room as the two ladies writhed together.  Jaime’s eyes bugged open as she realized the tentacle was both preparing her for Colette’s “medicine” and also acting as the delivery system for it. Tears formed on Jaime’s eyes as she felt the foreign mass from Colette slowly begin to part her own lips, wider…and wider… and wider.  Her eyes squeezed shut as her jaw unhinged and every part of her face contorted to accept Colette’s warm care package.  As the object breached Colette’s mouth and slipped past Jaime’s lips Colette pulled away mouth open as the tentacle she had summoned was still writhing inside Jaime.  Slowly the tentacle retracted up through Jaime’s esophagus until it slid around the bumpy spherical crystal lodged in Jaime’s throat leaving the package lodged halfway down her esophagus. 

*Slurping* the tentacle back inside her Colette licked her lips, cleaning the saliva from her chin and wiping the sweat from her brow as she giggled at Jaime who was still struggling to swallow the large pseudo-energy pill.  “Hehe…Need a hand…Jaime?” Colette tittered as she viciously shoved her right arm into Jaime’s still open mouth grabbing the crystal and stuffing it further down Jaime’s throat who could only offer guttural groans in response until Colette’s arm was deep inside Jaime, nearly down to the shoulder.  *SHOOM* a loud noise thundered, and Jaime’s body shuddered uncontrollably, and Colette swiftly retracted her arm leaving Jaime coughing and sputtering violently. 

“*BLARGGHHH* What! *cough*…the…*urp*…heck?” Jaime fell back against the wall of the hanger as Colette’s wings and tail released her from their grasp.  She placed her hands on the new spherical object now taking up valuable space in her abdomen alongside the original crystal, her gut now distended viciously around the two objects.  “So… *urgl*…this is supposed to help me…how?” Jaime swallowed wincing from her sore throat as she slowly got up bracing herself against the wall, surprised at the strength and energy she still had given all that had transpired in the last few minutes. 

“Well, that crystal is a catalyst that will help your body keep pace with the original crystal’s growth rate.  This way you won’t explode,” Colette remarked innocently. 

Explode!?…I thought you said extraction was completely safe!” Jaime glared at Colette whose tail flicked about playfully teasing her own nipples and spiraling around her left thigh. 

“I never said that.  After all, you are the first subject I’ve tried this with.  But not to worry.  At the rate you are going things will turn out just fine, and even if you do explode your body is pure energy at this point so you will be fine.  *Heh* Commander Masters has been through far worse! …Honestly, you should thank me Jaime, everyone should…but I’m not doing this for recognition, no no no, my achievements will shape the world…no…the universe!”

Letting Go

Jaime’s cheeks ballooned outward as the gas building up inside her searched for an escape, belching involuntarily, one hand grasping her stomach, the other massaging/cradling her sore throat.

“Ohhh…*Belch*…boy.  I feel a big one coming…heh,” Jaime said as she tried to regain her footing, feet pushing against the linoleum floor as she slid her back slowly up against the cold metal wall of the hangar until she was back to a standing position.  A thunderous roar emanated from her stomach, which shook visibly from the reaction of the volatile contents within.  Standing at full height Jaime was equal in height to Collette, both at over thirty feet tall apiece, with breasts that hung down past their torsos down to their knees, the nipples mushroomed out at over three feet in diameter apiece and spraying a bright clear fluid.  “Heh…never been this big before, doesn’t feel half bad though,” Jaime giggled deliriously as clutched her left breast with both hands lifting it up to eye level, watching the twitching orb release spurts of energy fluid building up inside her rotund mammaries.  “If only these stubborn nipples would get unclogged…*Oh GAHHH*,” Jaime squealed as she involuntarily squeezed her own nipple feeling the pressure explode in her left breast as the energy searched for an exit, but her ducts refused to open.  “Raaahhhhh!… so good…so much pressure…*unngg-c-cUMminnnnggg*,” Jaime’s knees buckled under her as her body shivered uncontrollably, her perky yet immense ass cheeks clenching violently as she rode out the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced, toes curled, head arched back eyes rolling back in her skull as she felt like a volcano was erupting inside her sending waves of pleasure to every cell in her body, and every orifice dripped with the anticipation and need to be filled.  No sooner had the orgasm ended did the sound of tightening skin follow as Jaime’s large yet malleable breasts began to surge outward and upward in growth, the breast beginning to take on a more spherical shape as the domes surged outward and upward, far outpacing the rest of her body. 

“Mmmmmm…oui oui mon ami…now you see how much fun this can be when you just…mmmmm…let go!” Colette shouted as she gracefully dropped to her knees on the floor, her humongous wings flapping gently in the air like a ships sail, slowing her descent.  As she her knees hit the floor Colette dug her taloned fingers into the floor, piercing through the linoleum tile with ease.  Colette’s vibrant purple-pink hair fell listlessly over her well defined yet petite shoulders as she leaned forward, her elbows pushing her breast inward and off to either side of her as she felt a wave of hot pressure bubbling up within her.  Instinctively she rubbed her wet meaty thighs together, clenching involuntarily, a loud squelching sound signaling her arousal had left herself positively drenched ‘down under’.  Her back arched as the pressure increased to a fever pitch, her eyes wide and manic, teeth grit as she stared straight ahead in feverish concentration.  “Hooooolddd, jusssstt hooooooolllldddd,” Colette purred in between short sharp breaths through her pursed plump lips. It was a playful dance as she teetered on the edge, her body screaming with the need to release or consume the energy boiling inside her and grow, but she savored the absolute searing pleasure of staving off the flow and letting it build up, like putting a kink in a garden hose.  “Ohhhhhh Ouiiiiiiii!!!!!” Colette shouted to the rafters as her eyes squeezed shut, a wide smile stretching ear to ear as she felt the mountain of energy swelling within her finally decide where it was going to go.  With a monstrous *gurgle*, she felt her ass cheeks quiver, shuddering violently, her thighs wrenching apart, the talons on her feet tearing parallel grooves in the shiny floor as her legs spread apart into a perfect split.  “eeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!,” Colette hissed as she felt the pressure within reach a fever pitch, her eyes bulging outward, mouth filling with hot gas, hair standing on end, almost levitating from the palpable energy radiating off of her.  She felt so full she could burst, but suddenly a low deep rumbling as though an earthquake was taking place inside her body.  Her breasts began to quiver and wobble from the inner gyrations of energy, as though filled by fizzy soda, the skin stretching to contain the tumultuous contents within.  Biting her lip, eyes rolling upward in delirium Colette released her grip on the floor to snag ahold of each breast as the aftershocks of her internal earthquake rocked and roiled itself through her insides, from the breasts into her petite abdomen, then with a monstrous explosion found a home in her legs and buttocks.

“OOooohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!,” Colette cried out each ass cheek bulged outward, two bulging hemispheres pushing outward foot by foot, her butt crack getting deeper by the second, her glutes casting a shadow over her lower back as her butt protruded upward and outward, the energy inflating her backside which quivered rhythmically a balloon full of Jell-O.  Laying on the floor, Colette’s butt was nearly as high as Jaime was tall, with the glutes forming two rotund spheres each thirty feet in diameter jutting outward from Colette’s six-foot-wide torso.  The glutes were supported on either side by Colette’s twenty-foot diameter thighs which slowly narrowed down in size and girth to her dainty yet well-defined calves and feet.  In total Colette’s legs stretched fifty feet out to either side in her current position with both legs splayed out perpendicular to her torso, showing off her natural flexibility.  “Hoooofff!! Just a little bottom heavy, gotta even out,” Colette drooled, her arms going limp as she laid her face on the damp floor, panting slowly, her hot breath fogging the air around her.  Jaime could do little but marvel at Colette’s rotund ass cheeks displayed in front of her, the globular spheres dwarfing her wings which had clasped onto the fleshy spheres, not even able to reach the peak of their height but able to hold back the gelatinous flesh from cascading further up along Colette’s back and smothering her torso.

Jaime’s breasts galloped upward and outward again with another growth spurt.  “Aagh!” Jaime grunted in disbelief as her hands dug into her fleshy chest mountains from beneath, lifting them in front of her, the flesh draping around her arms as her bosom began to gain some elasticity again, acclimating to the growth.  They now were equal in mass to Colette’s bodacious buttocks, protruding outward a good fifteen feet from Jaime’s thirty-five-foot-tall body, her curvaceous legs flexing involuntarily with each growth spurt pushing its way out within her, though her, the crystal inside her slowly filling her with more energy than her body knew what to do with.  “Rrrggghhh,” Jaime groaned as her thighs increased in girth, her legs pushing her further upwards to the ceiling, her torso lengthening in proportion to her legs as her height doubled, until with a *BANG* her head hit the rafters of the warehouse seventy feet above the floor below.  “Aahh!” Jaime tilted her head forward, the back of her neck pressed against the cold ceiling, her shoulders crushing some of the various spotlights suspended in the rafter, shimmering glass raining down to the floor below. 

Extraction

“Jaime dear, you’re starting to look a little ripe!” Colette’s voice rose above the groaning in the ceiling as Jaime shoulders dug into the girder, metal beginning to bend as rivets *Twinged* out of their homes in the various steel girders. 

“Please, I feel fine-*hurp*,” Jaime doubled over, almost having nearly forgotten about the two energy crystals inside her flooding her insides as a sharp pressure pushed out from within her upper abdomen.  Her tits obscured most of her view of her belly, but she could feel that the crystal had another growth spurt, a bulge no doubt protruding outward slightly where her ribcage parts at the sternum.  Kneeling down, she placed one hand on her stomach to massage the mass, unable to tell how it was oriented within her, until the crystal rolled, and the bulge flattened out, leaving just a little queasy.  Her skin felt increasingly tight, her tits no longer adjusting to the increasing pressure within her body and the bloating congestion in her slowly increasing.  Kneeling on one knee, Jaime breathed heavily, one hand instinctively massaging her right breast feeling a twang of pressure building up inside.      

“Won’t be long now, the crystal has reached the final stage, next is extraction,” Colette smiled looking up at Jaime from below, arms folded, as she was steadily lifted upward by her own swelling bosom, her nipples having receded nearly out of site into her own burgeoning bosom. 

“Right…*grunt*…the easy-*hic*-part?” Jaime winced as the balance of pressure shifted inside her body, her right breast swelling considerably outward, growing round, and taught, like a balloon, with hardly any sag. 

“Easy is relative, dear, but it won’t take long,” Colette said as she shifted her positioning, the elevation of her breasts giving her leverage to bring her curvaceous legs back together in order to once again stand up, although by now she was too tall for the warehouse and had to stay bent over, her hands cupping Jaime’s right breast eliciting a sharp squeal from Jaime. The two ladies were beginning to max out the volumetric occupancy of the warehouse, with Colette’s rotund backside mashing up against the steel door on the far side of the hangar opposite where the two ladies had originally entered.  Each of Colette’s breasts were pushing against the opposite sides of the hangar, the pressure sending electric pulses of pleasure through her body as the flesh folded on itself as more and mass built up inside her body, searching for space to accommodate.  Jaime’s breasts had grown and settled on top of Colette’s impressively endowed bosom forming a “boob sandwich” of epic proportions, Colette providing the bread foundation and Jaime being the filling bounded on top by the steel roof of the warehouse. 

“Miss Marceau, I can’t hold it!” Jaime grunted as the pressure inside became overwhelming, her body shuddering with the desire and urge to climax, but unable to without the proper stimulation.

“I don’t want you to hold it, I want you to give it to me,” Colette growled sheepishly, her hands digging deep into Jaime’s right breast coaxing the flesh to offer up the prize she had been waiting for.  Slowly Jaime’s right nipple began to fold outward, the flesh rippling, liquid coalescing on the outer areolae, and then nipple itself began to open up, hot pink flesh revealing itself within, along with hot green gas signaling the beginning of the end.  “That’s its Jaime, deep breaths,” Colette said as she plunged her arm down into the hot, searing flesh, feeling her arm get soaked in energy until she finally felt her talons clasp onto the hard crystal working its way out of Jaime’s right breast.  She could feel the pressure within Jaime push back against her arm as the crystal slowly worked itself further and further out of Jaime’s breast. 

“RaaarghhhH!!” Jaime yelled ecstatically, her back pressed against the wall, blonde hair streaming over her face as Colette yanked backwards, bringing half of the cylindrical crystal out of her right nipple, energy liquid spurting and spraying from the edges.  A gurgling within Jaime’s body turned into a roar as her whole body shuddered, her eye’s letting off a green glow, her limbs, joints, and abdomen bloating up so that her whole body became almost like an inflated balloon. 

“Almoooosssstttttt…There!” Colette yelled triumphantly as the last bit of the crystal dislodged from Jaime’s right nipple, the glow it emanated outshining all of the (remaining) lights in the warehouse.  “AAAaa…Cu-Cu-Cumminnngggg!!!” Jaime’s yell thundered throughout the warehouse as her entire body shone in a bright flash of light that shone so bright that nothing else could be seen, followed by a loud *SHOOM*.

Luna and Hannah Arrive

(30 Minutes Later)

A Killian Army Bus screeched to a halt outside the experimental research facility where Colette and Jaime had entered only an hour before.  Off stepped Luna Masters and Hannah Stromberg in quick succession, both walking briskly toward the entrance to the building.

“Any word from the lieutenant?” Luna asked as the two made their way across the dusty parking lot.

“Nothing yet but looks like we’re coming into a hot zone,” Hannah exclaimed pointing at the large flight hangar attached to the research facility.  The roof which normally had a smooth curved profile was now lumpy, with the metal bulging out in various spots, internal structure beams poking through the top like needles through a pin cushion.  The low groan and thumps of bending metal and snapping rivets could be all the way out in the parking lot, as well as the pleasured moans of someone inside.  “Should have brought more heavy-duty decom gear,” Hannah muttered as the two opened the door to office side of the building.

“Don’t worry about it, you got me remember?” Luna replied, her hefty bosom swaying audaciously as she turned to look back at Hannah.

“That’s what I’m worried about…” Hannah muttered too low for Luna to hear as the two trotted down the hall to the hangar entryway.

Reaching the end of the hallway the two grasped the handles of the double doors leading into the hangar.  Both doors were bowed outward from within, the hinges almost completely broken, a green gas seeping through the cracks in the door.

“On three we pull together?” Hannah chirped at Luna.

“On three…one…two…THREE!” Luna replied in unison with Hannah.

As the two strained pulling at the metal door all of a sudden, the door gave way as if pushed from within, so quickly that the two fell back onto the floor as the door fell to the ground with a loud *BANG*. 

Luna and Hannah vs. Colette

“Welcome General, Commander, you two are right on time,” Colette’s sultry voice rumbled through the doorway as hot steam and smoke filled the hallway.  Grunting in annoyance Luna hoisted herself back to her feet, her breasts straining against the fabric in her suit, and reached out a hand to pull Hannah up. 

“Let me lead,” Luna whispered to Hannah who nodded in affirmation as the pair walked through the doorway into the hangar room, bits of metal and dust falling down around them as the hangar ceiling was slowly dislodged from all of its moorings.

“What’s the meaning of this Marceau, and where is the lieutenant?” Luna bellowed at the now ninety-foot-tall giantess straddling the floor in front of them.  Jaime was nowhere to be seen, and Colette’s body took up nearly all the available space in the room.  She was in a seated straddle, her nether regions facing shamelessly forward at Luna and Hannah, her knees pressed against the far walls of the hangar and her feet up against either side of the wall where Hannah and Luna had just entered.  Each breast measured at least fifty feet wide and one hundred feet long stretching across the length of the hangar resting on Colette’s meaty thighs, with just enough space between them to see her belly button, her stomach caved in as she hunched forward, the back of her head and shoulders smushed into the ceiling above, her arms resting in the cleavage of her breasts massaging her painfully swollen nipples.  “It probably took just a nudge from her toe to bust in that door just now,” Luna pondered to herself, “She’s not trying to escape, so what’s her play?

“The lieutenant was helping me with an experiment, the poor thing took on so much energy she overloaded and teleported.  She’s probably no more than couple miles away, sleeping it off,” Colette smirked down at the two of them.  “I know that look Luna, you really going to try and decom all of this?” Colette stroked her hands across her humongous torpedo titties, slapping them playfully letting the flesh wobble as energy gurgled within, the noise shaking the crumbling the rafters above her. 

“Please Colette, I’m not sure what you’re after here but this kind of decom won’t even make me break a sweat, now hold still,” Luna replied curtly as she walked forward in the valley between Colette’s breasts until she reached a point where she could reach out on either side and touch the ripe, supple flesh.  “Oh, wow, she’s full…so dense…” Luna’s thoughts clouded her mind as her eyes closed and she opened up herself to the energy rumbling inside Colette.  *Brrrrr-SHOOOM*, the influx of energy was abrupt and forceful, nearly knocking the wind out of Luna as her body shuddered, her hair cascading over her head as she leaned forward trying to regain her bearing, her body breaking out in a cold sweat as her internal temperature skyrocketed.  Her hands twitched inside their gloves, the fabric straining as her palms widened and elongated, her torso stretched upward as her breasts heaved against the sides of her suit, the seams around the shoulder and under her arms, ripping and tearing as her tits searched for all avenues of escape. 

“Uhhh Luna, she’s not shrinking….” Hannah stammered, looking from behind at Luna watching the pants of her suit get pulled from her boots as her legs bulked up, her plush thighs squeezing together and getting overshadowed as her butt cheeks inflated outward, forming a crease where they met her thighs as the gelatinous cheeks formed a shelf jutting out from her back as her suit tried to contain the internal strain, a rip forming in the middle revealing her bulbous and smooth backside covered by a pair of light blue panties. 

“*Hoof*…heh…ha-ha…don’t worry, I got this!  Just might need a few more siphons…*hurp*” Luna unleashed a hearty belch of steam, her slips forming a sly grin.

“Yes Luna, I believe you said you ‘won’t even break a sweat’ right? Well knock yourself out!” Colette bellowed from above, her eyes now visibly gleaming with an eerie red glow as most of the lights had been broken by that point. 

“Ha…oof…got this…” Luna panted as her hands continued pressing into Colette’s gargantuan bosom, feeling the energy pour into her like an avalanche of snow running through her muscles, into her bones, filling every inch of her.  Her hair grew layering one on top of the other, the strands multiplying and lengthening, as long silky-smooth tassels of it fell across her face and rose upward before cascading down her shivering shoulders.  Her suit cut into her waist as her torso widened in proportion to her height, her supple stomach forming slight muffin top over the waistband cinching her form into a nice hourglass.  Her butt cheeks squeezed through the rip in the back of her suit slowly separating the fabric apart further, the rip spreading up the back of the suit, exposing her purple heavy-duty grade bra, the chest band digging into her back as it tried to support the steadily increasing mass of her two pendulous breasts surging forward against, over, and under the NNN cups.  Draining the energy from Colette felt like draining an ocean, equipped only with a measly teacup, scooping away, bit by bit.  “Guess I need a larger cup,” Luna mused as she felt her body size up, digesting Colette’s energy feedback at a quickening pace.

“Uhhhh…Luna?!” Hannah exclaimed as she saw Colette’s eyes suddenly center on her position.

“Oh Ms. Stromberg, don’t be afraid to join in on the fun,” Colette cooed as she grabbed the top of her breasts and pulled them inward, aiming the nipples directly at Hannah, the nipples hanging just a couple dozen feet off the floor in front of the general.  From inside the nipples Hannah suddenly heard a harsh gurgling as though a fire hydrant was being opened up.

“Oh shi-*BLARGH*…*BRGGLLGLUGLLL*,” Hannah entire body was immediately hit with a torrent of potent liquid energy bursting forth from Colette’s nipples, soaking through her military uniform, pushing her backwards as it pooled on the floor making her boots slip across the linoleum.  All that Hannah could hear, smell, or taste for the next ten seconds was just pure energy, her mouth opening instinctively to take a breath only to be filled with the tart liquid cramming itself down her throat, her body covered in tingles as the energy filled her, enveloped her.  Losing her footing, Hannah was washed away on her back by the torrential flow only to come to a rest against Colette’s ankle, which Colette had shifted to block the entrance to the hangar just in time, bringing the soles of her feet together to complete a makeshift wall.  Colette expressed so much liquid it formed an artificial lake, bounded by her legs and crotch on all sides, the liquid rising to nearly five feet high before the flow slowed to a trickle from her bulbous nipples with small spurts issuing periodically.  “*BLARRGGLLL*” Hannah’s arm burst out of the translucent green pool, catching hold onto Colette’s ankle bone to pull herself up to a standing position, coughing and sputtering, gasping for air, her short brown hair plastered against her forehead, her clothes sticking to her svelte athletic body. 

“Uh-uh-uh, you look like could use some more, now drink up!” Colette chimed in as she kicked her right foot throwing Hannah back into the green pool, watching the bubbles come up to the surface as Hannah absorbed more and more of the liquid energy, the ensuing intoxication hindering her struggles to resurface.  Slowly the bubbles slowed, and Colette parted the soles of her feet to let the liquid drain out and down the hallway from whence Hannah and Luna had come, revealing a drenched and slightly bloated Hannah lying on the floor.

“*Hnnnggg*…not so big now huh?” Luna said, as her body sized up another two feet, her breasts rending free from the restraining grasp of her bra, the two beachball sized pillows of flesh falling with a soft slap against her plush abdomen, her arms still outstretched grabbing greedily onto Colette’s slowly shrinking breasts. 

“Indeed…and you’re just big enough,” Colette said chuckling to herself as she reached a hand down and scooped up Luna, her hand clasping around Luna’s waist lifting her up off the floor, Luna’s hands reluctantly releasing their grasp on Colette’s taught chesticles.  With Luna being twenty feet tall at this point Colette was able to encircle Luna’s waist with just three fingers still being nearly five times as tall as Luna.  Luna’s face bore of look of surprise and apprehension as she worked to get a handhold now on Colette’s fingers, feeling the steely grip grow tighter as her own body expanded within Colette’s grasp.

“Wha…Wait a minute!  Don’t fight this!” Luna exclaimed, not liking the helpless feeling dangling twenty feet off the ground in Colette’s grasp. 

“Well dear to be clear, my time playing with you both is about to come to an end, but first I need to give you a dose of my favorite medicine,” Colette grinned slowly lifting her right nipple and bringing the tip closer to Luna’s face.  “After all you are more adept at these more carnal decom methods I’d say,” Colette eye’s twinkled at Luna whose face went pale as Colette moved her nipple closer to Luna’s face. 

“Wait…hold on a sec-*GULP*,” Luna’s protests were cut off as Colette squeezed all the air of her, making her mouth gape open and subsequently plunging a two-foot diameter nipple down Luna’s foot and a half wide throat, wet squelching noises ensuing as one orifice dug its way further down the other.  Luna’s eyes bugged out of her head, tears involuntarily flowing out as her hands lifted up to press futilely against the light brown areolae of Colette’s breast.  Luna’s throat bulged outward, the muscle fibers stretching to accommodate the foreign intrusion of Colette’s milking appendage.

“Drink up, Luna, you earned it!” Colette cackled as she began to squeeze the right boob with her free hand, coaxing the energy burbling within to flow out and down into Luna’s open gullet.  The internal rumblings in Luna’s core began to fill the hangar room as Luna’s body began to rapidly expand in all directions.  First her legs thickened, her thighs growing twice as thick and round as her lower legs, curvaceously narrowing back at the knees but remaining wide as they met her bulbous glutes, creases forming where her thigh meets her crotch as Luna’s lower half expanded quickly, sloshing liquid and groans of protest registering through Luna’s throat as more and more energy flowed into her.  Her thighs became so voluptuous Luna could no longer bring her feet together, her butt cheeks almost as wide as she was tall, her waist a mere one-third of the width of her hips until with a large groan her middle began to expand.  Bringing her hands down Luna could feel her normally flat yet plush belly began to push outward forming a convex curve, taut as a drum, the telltale sign of an overload. Her body could no longer expand and was becoming clogged with energy, building up to an inevitable explosion.

“*MMMF* *GLORP*, *OOMNFF*” Luna’s throat contracted rhythmically around Colette’s six-foot-long nipple probing her insides as she felt her body stretched tight, her breasts slowly stretching rounder from their natural teardrop form to an almost spherical form, the curve only interrupted by her engorged erect nipples pointing outward.  The curve of her breasts met the curve of her belly, and slowly the crease between the two expanded outwards, her breasts and belly becoming part of the same curve, her hands rubbing trying to calm the vicious torrent of energy rumbling inside her.

“Oh, poor thing, overloading always looks so uncomfortable, but it ends with such a magnificent bang,” Colette sighed as she released her left hands grip around Luna.  Colette’s nipple was so far inside Luna that even gravity could not dislodge it at this point, and so Colette encircled both hands around her right breast and proceeded to milk herself dry pumping Luna fuller and fuller, her body now looking closer to a ball than a human, slowly inflating to a diameter almost equal to that of Colette’s right breast.  “Ohhhhh, my, I have to commend you Luna, you’re drainnnning me dryyyyyyyyy!” Colette moaned, as her stomach contracted inward, her body convulsing in preparation for a rather hefty orgasm building up.

Down below the two preoccupied ladies, Hannah’s body lay drenched on the wet floor, her lips slightly parted and a gurgling sound coming through her lips. 

“*grglrglrgrl-GROAN*!” Hannah’s throat produced a dull moan emanating from her core as her body spasmed, back arching off the floor as her tits pulsed outward inflating to the size of beach balls in matter of seconds, her sturdy glutes also rounding a bit giving her an enviable hourglass figure.  Her hands clutched at her bosom, the fabric of her army jacket already giving way as the stitches in her undershirt failed, buttons popping off her jacket two at a time, her breast exposing themselves first as bulging cleavage beneath her chin and slowly bursting into view moving down her body as the clothing succumbed to the forceful expansion of her breasts. “*Grrgllg-GRAHH…Luna!”  Hannah somehow found the words to call out to her comrade as the growth liquid filled and bloated her body outward, although Luna was currently in no position to answer or even help.

“*GULP*…*ULP*…*GLERP*,” the sound of swallowing and the frightful grumbling of her belly was all that could be heard from Luna, until a bright light began to shine from her, filling the room.

“RRAAAAAAA…hereeeee…ittttt…commmeees!” Colette cried out spasming uncontrollably in the light as Luna’s body burst apart, taking Hannah and Colette with her as their particles zoomed outward from the explosion engulfing the hanger, a tremendous *BOOM* echoing across the Nevada desert as the shockwave raced away, taking half of the military complex along with the hangar, air rushing in to fill the void from the pressure blast, a mushroom cloud forming as pieces of the aircraft hangar rained down from the sky, embedding in the scorched sand.

Epilogue

(30 Minutes Later)

“You know Luna, I don’t like exploding…or teleporting,” Hannah muttered, one hand on her hip, hand cupped over her eyes as she searched the horizon for a landmark to start heading toward.

“Give it a break, things went as well as they could have,” Luna groaned, groggily shaking her head clear of the fog, sitting down and leaning back against a half-buried sheet of metal from the hangar.

“No sign of Marceau, bitch must have gotten away while we were knocked out,” Hannah muttered.

“She’ll turn up sooner or later,” Luna muttered, cupping and hefting her volleyball-sized breasts noticing they had conveniently decided to not stay shrunk down any more than they had been previously.  If anything, they felt larger and quite a good deal heavier. 

“Well, she does have a tendency to hide right under our noses,” Hannah glanced suspiciously over at Luna who was preoccupied inspecting her body.

-End