Risky Boots' New Moves

The sound of boots thumping against wood filled the air. The titular self-proclaimed Queen of the Seven Seas Risky Boots made her way into the treasure hold of her ship the steam-powered Tinker Tub. Risky planted her hands on her hips admiring her most recent plunder of booty. The lavender skinned curvaceous beauty donned her usual attire. A bikini top and belt made from the skull and jaw of her former enemy The Pirate Master. A red sash was tied around her waist as well and she wore dark purple plants that flared out at the cuffs. Her boots were high heeled and purple to match the rest of her outfit. To top all of that off she wore a wide-brimmed bicone, red and purple hat with a skull and crossbones in the middle of it.

Smirking Risky started to dig through her latest acquisitions, assessing jewels, smelling spices, caressing clothes, and garments. As she picked her way through the treasures, she eventually pulled up a small chest. It was ornate with gold trim around the outside edges and jewels inlaid into the top of the chest. The jewels seemed to form the image of a woman. Though she looked much curvier than any regular woman. Even though Risky wasn’t doing too bad in the curves department herself she couldn’t help but be a little envious of the ample curves of the jewel woman.

Pulling out a lock pick, the talented pirate went to work on the lock mechanism of the chest. With her skills, the purple-skinned pirate made short work of the lock. With a click, the chest popped open. Risky smiled and clenched her fist in triumph “you are good,” she said to herself as she pushed the lid of the chest the rest of the way open. Looking inside there was only one thing: a scroll with a wax seal keeping it closed. Risky picked up the tainted yellow paper. Whatever it was, it had been here for some time. After inspecting the outside of the paper, she pushed up on the red wax seal breaking it.

As the scroll unfurled, Risky chewed her lip in anticipation. Sealed scrolls inside locked chests usually meant one of two things: important documents or magic spells. The industrious Pirate Queen could make use of both, either way, this was a win, win. As she pulled open the scroll, Risky was met with a sequence of exceptionally detailed drawings. The drawings were of a woman dancing. The dance itself was rather provocative emphasizing the sway of hips and the thrust of one's chest. Risky would have scoffed at this and tossed it aside, but as the drawings continued the woman in said drawings seemed to become curvier, much curvier in fact.

The woman at the start of the dance had rather meek curves. The woman at the end of this sequence however had enormous breasts, hips, and butt cheeks. Was this some sort of spell that was activated by dance? Well, there was only one way to find out. Risky found an open space on the floor of her ship and weighed down the corners of the scroll with coins, jewels, and statues so the scroll wouldn’t roll up and she could read the steps.

Raising her hands above her head Risky started to match the moves on the scroll before her. As she danced, Risky could feel an energy building up inside of her. Outside wind started to swirl around her. Soon she could see rings of glowing purple energy surrounding her. As she brought her hands down to grope her chest like in the drawings, her breasts lurched out, filling her hands. She let out a moan as they were much more pleasant to touch already. Thrusting her chest out, they ballooned again, pushing out to the size of fat pumpkins. Her bikini top was stuffed to the brim and her lavender skin spilled out over the tops of her top. As she caressed her tits again, her hands rubbed over her much larger nipples. Letting out a gasp of pleasure, she pulled hard on her nipples. She moaned louder and louder as she played with her fat expanding tits.

Eager to see what else was going to happen, she let go of her now round giant tits. Swaying her hips, the magic went to work as her already impressive curves widened. Her hips were pushed out wider and wider until they were causing her belt to creak. As she shook her ass, Risky groaned lustfully. Every bounce and shake had her ass cheeks expanded fatter and fatter and fatter. “Unnnghhh yes look at that fat sexy ass! Grow! Grow!” she moaned as the heights of pleasure soared along with the plumpness of her ass. As she continued to jiggle her new booty it only continued to expand fuller and rounder. It was like she had two beach balls stuffed into her pants now.

With her curves growing and her arousal getting stronger, Risky drank in the pleasure. “Unnghh it feels so good! I don’t want to stop!” she said before she started up the dance again. The magic grew stronger and it showed when Risky groped her breasts. They jumped outgrowing bigger and bigger and bigger much faster than last time. The pumpkins they were quickly were dwarfed by the yoga balls they became. Risky gasped and shuddered as her breasts leaped out fuller and rounder as she played with them. She arched her back out over and over, encouraging her bosoms to grow. Her ample mounds jumped out bigger and bigger until they slapped against the floor of her ship.

Risky looked at the bounty of breasts she had before her and she only longed for more. However, there were other matters to attend to now. She moved onto the next dance step swaying her hips. With each thrust, her hips distended, occupying more space. Her pelvic bones grew wider, her ass grew more and more impressive as her tits and ass continued to swell and they pushed the pirate queen's stash further and further away. Risky was addicted to the feeling of growth she couldn’t stop; she kept dancing to the rhythm.

Drums filled her ear with the drums of the beat and the drums of her lions. Nothing was more important to her now than swelling and growing. Her breasts and ass swelled up more and more as she started the dance once again. The magical power growing even more potent. Her breasts finally burst out of the top of the bikini made from the Pirate King Risky’s once nemesis. Her belt and bikini bottoms snapped, letting her lavender skin expose itself. The now naked captain didn’t care though she was too caught up in her pleasure. She needed to keep swaying her hip, groping her bust the dance had to continue, she had to keep growing.  

Risky kept dancing and her curves kept advancing. She filled the treasure keep of her ship pushing all the gold, jewels, decadent items, and chests aside. Even then it wasn’t enough to keep the greedy pirate queen satisfied. She continued to repeat the dance moves. Making her curves take up more and more space. As the walls of her ship pushed back against her ample body Risky moaned louder and louder. Every touch rub and caress only made the pirate queen hornier and hornier. “Ahhh goddess bigger! Bigger! Bigger! I don’t want to stop! I want my tits fatter; I want my hips wider! Ohhh I’m going to cum!” Risky shouted as the pressure from her ever-shrinking treasure hold pushed back against her expanding body.

“Unnnghh everything is getting so tight! I don’t care if I burst, I have to keep growing! More! More! More!” Risky started dancing faster. The wood creaked and groaned around her, her tits, ass cheeks, and hips pushed out harder and harder against the wooden frame of her ship the Tinker Tub. Finally, with a loud boom, her breasts and ass won their battle. The ship exploded outward, sending chunks of ship and booty all over the island. “Ahhhhh yes! Yes!” Risky cried out as her tits and ass cheeks fawhoomed out finally free from their confines.

Her tits were the size of castles now. Her ass cheeks were bigger than ships. She couldn’t help but whoop in joy as she felt her massive assets pushing out over the island. Trees broke off like twigs as her fattening tits grew and grew and grew “ohhhhh goddess! I’m so massive but it’s not enough! I have to keep dancing! I need to be bigger! Hornier! I don’t want to stop cumming!” the riled-up pirate shouted in passion as she came harder and harder with each orgasm. Her body quivered all over as she couldn’t stop cumming. She was so massive now her tits, hips, and ass cheeks were so alive with pleasure she wasn’t sure she would ever stop cumming again.

The thought of being lost in a perpetual state of orgasmic bliss only egged the horny pirate queen on more. She danced and danced and danced her tits pushed out bigger and bigger and bigger till they wrapped around the volcano of the island. Her ass cheeks pushed further out to sea as they bounced up and down with her hip sways. “Mmmmm yes! Keep getting fatter and sexier! Ohh my ass is so huge I could fuck that volcano!” Risky bellowed lustfully. Even then her body never stopped moving she was so addicted to the pleasure of the growth now she couldn’t imagine it ever stopping.

All she wanted was to keep growing fatter and fatter titties. She wanted the biggest fattest titties the world would ever see. She would become Risky the Curvy Queen when this was done. She would be known across the seas as the sluttiest sexiest woman on the planet with the biggest and best tits and ass anyone had ever seen. Her enormous curves pushed out across more and more of the island now. She was covering half the island with her tits. But those fat tatas kept ballooning more and more like the horny blimps they were. Risky slapped her ass cheeks as they made everything around them look small.

“I won’t stop growing! I won’t stop! I’ll be the biggest! I’ll keep growing and growing so no one can catch up! I’m just going to keep cumming my brains out while growing bigger and bigger and bigger!” Risky babbled on egging her impossibly horny self on. Knowing full well that she couldn’t stop now even if she wanted to. Her body was so horny it practically moved on its own now. She didn’t even have to think about the next dance move. Her body was already swaying into the motion. She loved every second of what was happening; she knew she had to keep going!

Though as her tits and ass cheeks billowed out enveloping the entire island, Risky was getting tired. All of this growth and cumming had taken the good out of her. Unable to keep her eyes open any longer the Queen of the Pirates fell into a very pleasant slumber. However even as she slept her body continued to dance and dance and dance and dance. Her body had become so intertwined with the magic it continued to make her move even while she slept.

Hours went by before Risky woke up again. When she woke, she was met with indescribable pleasure “ohhh goddess what’s happening!” Risky exclaimed, confused. Then she felt the bliss of the growth, she was still growing, she hadn’t stopped through the night. She had no idea how big she was now, and she didn’t care all that mattered was she was still growing, and she wasn’t going to stop!

The End.