The Epic Empress: Chapter 4 (WIP)

Chapter 4 - Ladies of Loria

Artwork: Twilight Temptations by Beetlebomb

The bright mid-summer sun broke through the clouds as morning came washing over the long bustling fields and expansive landscape. The bright glowing sun was shining high, its cascading rays of shimmering light across the plains and grand city of Loria in the distance. Citizens walked through streets going about their business, traveling across the stone steps that crossed the several city pathways leading to several wooden and stone buildings neatly organized underneath the clouds above. Birds chirped, bees buzzed, and the flowers fluttered across the gardens and small floral arrangements outside stores and various parlors. It was a beautiful sight, the grass growing greener and more lush by the day surrounding the tall ten-foot tall walls of stone bricks across the far landscape was beholden to only those who were lucky enough to live in its protection. Outside the city gates, protection was never guaranteed. The nights came swiftly as did the harsh mornings in the vast fields of grass extending out near the coastline where a scattering of forests held some of the most interesting beings the world had created.

Amidst the trees shadows of slim, lithe, and delicate shaped figures danced about in the rising sun and its rays of beaming glory. Surrounded by the tall trees, bustling bushes, and dense foliage deep in the heart of the forest there was a celebration of elves. Their bodies danced under the daylight, each with skin the color of amber and gold, shining under the sun's intense rays split apart by the trees above. Gaunt, yet hauntingly beautiful, each had long pointed ears and ghostly white and bright gold eyes, each with different variations of yellows, golds, reds, and bright orange colors decorating their skin and splendor. The elves of the woad continued frolicking about, completely bathing in the decadent sunlight, bouncing and swaying side to side as their bodies slightly jiggled and tossed around, jiggling and jostling, feeling the warmth of the summer heat begin to awaken their inner spirits. A few moments later the dancing bodies finally came to a stop glistening with delicate beads of sweat through their shimmering hair and beautiful bodies. A feverish calm swept over them eagerly moving to sit beside the circle of overturned trees atop its gnarly branches and mossy bark. The rest of the elves raced off deeper into the wood leaving two tall, beautiful women sitting beside one another on the old log stretching across the forest path into the distance. “Ayla…I…” The shorter one began to speak, motioning her hand through her long auburn hair covering most of her golden-skinned face, her two bright green eyes glimmering looking over at her sworn sister. “What is it, Erynn?" She smiled motioning over to her long red hair moving it aside with her long delicate fingers. She blushed looking back up at her, looking deep into her piercing golden gaze past her long glimmering blonde hair draped across her soft orange-peach colored face starting to blush. "I'm…feeling it again." She let out a cute moan slowly moving her own fingers down between her legs revealing her pretty pink pleasure center. She started to touch herself, spreading apart her lips, her vagina slowly oozing with incredible wetness.

She started to pant feverishly still hot and damp from the dancing ceremony feeling embarrassed yet hungry for sex as waves of desire washed over her beautiful bodice. "I see." She smiled almost devilishly watching her fingers slowly start to slide inside her wetness dripping onto the gnarly bark below their bountiful bottoms. "I'm sorry…mmmhh…" She started to salivate, licking her long tongue across her dry lips as she rested it, opening her mouth to breathe heavier. "Oh…it's no bother…really." She grinned even more, starting to see her sister begin to tremble in pleasure. "I saw some human men by the riverside…we should go have fun with them." She laughed starting to pant heavily hearing her respond with jealousy letting out a scoff before speaking quickly. "You don't need anyone else besides me." Arya rolled her eyes and smiled, dropping to her knees down in front of her, then spreading her legs apart hearing her respond with a loud yelp. “Ah! What are you-” Arya pushed her hand aside moving her lips up against her hot dripping vagina feeling the warmth perfume her senses. “Goddess…you’re so wet.” She smiled before spreading apart her red lips wide showing off her intensely throbbing clitoris before getting close with her two soft lips and giving it a light kiss. Erynn nearly screamed, trying to stop her voice from passing what she considered an unacceptable volume, silencing her breath by covering her hand over her precious mouth. She felt her hand quickly tossed aside, being held away, now belting out moans of pleasure as Arya began to suck and lick her clitoris over and over, sending her entire body into a shock of intense pleasure. The sweet juices of her enjoyment sounded off like musical instruments in her ears, she couldn’t get enough, moving her other hand away from her wrist and up to her supple breasts, each jiggling like two cute apples on a soft tree. Arya’s tongue was like magic, swirling, and twisting, lapping, and licking, it threw Erynn’s mind and body into a spiral of cascading incredible feelings and emotions unlike she had ever experienced. Her hands motioned all over her body, barely able to get enough, squeezing each of her breasts, grasping her hand against hers, tightly gripping before letting go of what was the greatest orgasm she had ever felt exploding out of her like alchemical fire. It was like flaming fireworks across the bright blue sky like a meadow of endless flowers to run through without any worry or care.

The tall trees shook against the wind as they caught her moans and belabored sounds echoing across the forest floor in all directions. Her eyes winced for just a moment before a rush of erotic sensations flooded her body filling her up with pleasure until finally, it released a shockwave of feelings and emotions across her skin from her legs to her shaking thighs and bouncy buttocks, she could hardly contain herself from trembling unleashing her orgasm. Arya lapped it up, tasting the incredible sweetness as she oozed her honey-like sap down her peach-colored pussy, hearing her moan with every slight lick and suck. They both almost sighed in unison as she got off the leaf-ridden dirt and sat beside her, hugging her tightly and moving her head toward hers with haste. “You taste sweet.” Arya smiled licking her lips and letting out a devilish giggle. “That was incredible…thank you.” Erynn looked over seeing her head hovering closer to hers begging her for more. “Mmm…you are sweet.” She leaned in placing her lips onto hers, starting to move her tongue and twist it. Their lips clashed softly, sucking and moaning as they danced around in each other’s mouths licking and lavishing each other with tender squeezes on their bodies. The forest chimed in response as little birds flocked about, fluttering for a moment before zipping off into the sky.

A roar echoed throughout the forest sending the birds and bees flying off in terror, sending a shiver down their backs. “Unruly girls!” Shouted a tall platinum-blonde elf of sizeable stature. Her armor was worn, and several knicks against her leather dress had now revealed most of her bare skin barely clinging onto her incredibly thick and voluptuous body. She was an amazon of her own design, standing at a towering six foot five, just an inch shy of six and a half feet. Her two bare breasts were even more magnificent each easily over any standard bra measurements in the kingdom of Loria, most women on average having a D or DD themselves, she was a G herself, bouncing around with nearly every movement she made now standing over the other two girls still startled at her sudden appearance. They each jumped off the log within an instant standing up beside her feeling dwarfed by her presence almost immediately. Arya was about the average height for most elves at six feet tall, with a pair of breasts barely making an impact on her chest, whereas Erynn felt totally left out, being closer to five foot nine, short for her age, however, neither of them had completed the ritual as of yet. They didn’t know how to respond quickly clamming up like a softshell mussel, unable to speak out of fear of getting in even more trouble. “M-mira…we didn’t-” - “Enough! You are late already, the ritual begins soon.” - “I’m so tired-” - “I shall hear no complaints!” She crossed her arms, pushing up her two large breasts together, looking down at the two of them feeling ashamed.

They reluctantly followed seeing her tall and statuesque body towering over her began to make her nervous. They followed her listening to her two legs thumping into the soft grass, wondering if she would ever grow to match her size. “This ritual…is that how you grew?” She asked sheepishly as they walked across the forest path, slowly making their way up through the bushes and tall grass covering the way toward a tall winding road deeper into the woods. “Yes. If you focus…there are many blessings you may be granted, not many get this chance, so take it seriously.” They both almost gulped nervously in unison looking toward each other and traveling behind her wide bouncing ass toward the center of the opening before stopping abruptly looking down at the two of them again. Her look was stern, intense, and slightly intimidating. “This will test everything you have learned. Now go, make Mother proud.” They nodded anxiously, making their way past the brush into a large opening in the forest gathering, several elves stood side by side in a circle surrounding a tall tree, taller than any other she had ever seen, reaching past the clouds into the deep blue sky.

“Arya.” She heard one speak up, taller than the rest, standing at a towering seven feet tall, with a chest like two mountains above her vantage point, a foot below her head. She nodded approaching her and seeing her incredibly long beautiful auburn hair draped across her bare body. Her two piercing golden eyes looked down at her, brushing aside her pretty golden locks and smiling with a motherly warmth. “It is time.” She looked over at the tree, getting closer as she placed her large hand behind her back, ushering her to get closer as well. “I-I…I’m not ready…” - “Arya, you must do this, otherwise the time will pass and you will forever lose this chance.” Arya sighed looking toward her mother as she reached down by her tasseled-on belt, tucked away was a small ornate knife crafted from a delicate white and grey stone, chiseled into a fine pointed blade. “You both must do this. Tonight.” She pushed her forward, and hearing her yelp in response made Erynn’s blood boil. “Hey!” She shouted, immediately feeling the tight grip of Mira’s hand on her shoulder. “Enough.” She said calmly looking down at her as the Mother approached the tree with the open blade delicately slicing open the thin exterior bark revealing a thick tree sap, glistening amber oozing downwards. She retrieved a wooden bowl from a nearby elven Amazon, rushing up to aid her in the process. Letting the sap flow forth and fill the bowl with sticky tree sap, before stopping to hand it to the shorter smaller elven girl beneath her towering body. “Drink, my young one. Receive my blessing.” She preached watching her slowly motion the bowl toward her lips, taking a small sip before gulping it down in several long drinks. “Ah…it was really sweet…mmmhhh…my head feels…really…strange.” In her eyes the world began to stretch and spin, spirals of color splashed across her vision as weird vivid hallucinations came to life before her very eyes.

She quickly began to panic, falling over and nearly landing on the ground, only to be caught by the Mother, tightly holding her against her large chest as she began to pour sweat down her body. “Shh…this will take some time…and patience.” She said with a grim tone, feeling her face gaining size and height as everything around her enlarged to an extreme, she watched her perspective shrink into the palm of her hand, and everyone and everything around her increased to a ludicrous size. Her tribal sisters slowly grew into towering giants, with voices booming into the distant forest, slowly becoming minuscule as their heads grew into distant planets, their hands, and bodies now the size of mountains cascading off into the distant sunset. Erynn on the outside world began to panic seeing her best sister’s eyes begin to grow bloodshot red, screaming in pain and agony as she slumped over in her massive arms practically lifeless and dead silent. She turned and started to run. Quickly hearing the sounds erupting around the ritual grounds. She ran and ran, as fast as she could, the sounds of footsteps crashing against the dirt were gaining on her with speed. She wouldn’t last. An embankment outside the forest left a place to hide, for someone of her size at least. She quickly snuck into it, shrouding herself in shadow behind the straying twigs and branches of the deep thicket. Voices sounded out and the sound of loud Amazon-sized feet thumped in the dirt above her, feeling the cold dirt between her feet and hands didn’t bother her in the slightest. She waited for as long as she could until the sounds of voices finally left and the forest was quiet. They weren’t going to give up however, this was only a brief respite, she thought. Her hands reached out of the hole she took refuge in, looking behind her before heading deeper into the woods.

Time passed as Erynn was far from home, several hours away from the tribal circle felt like ages, but really she had only traveled a few miles after losing her breath. It was late and night had quickly approached seeing the setting sun in the distant sky made her worried about Arya and what had happened back at the tribe and that strange tree had made her sister sick. “I’ll find a way to save her…somehow.” She thought with naivety, not knowing her actual condition or what really was transpiring back at home. “Home.” she thought wincing and starting to feel her eyes swelling with tears, looking back at the trail she had taken as the sun slowly fell into night, watching the moon rise as her dirt-trodden feet continued to trek forward seemingly nowhere. She knew where she had gone before, she could return now, but knowing what lay in store for her, and the pain she saw in her sister’s eyes, had made her final promise to herself. “I will never be like them.” She said to herself aloud finally letting out an exaggerated sigh. She smiled looking over at the moon slowly rising up and up as she felt a shrill whisper of the wind echo out in the silence of the whistling trees. “You’re nothing like them.” Erynn turned pale as a ghost, feeling a slight breeze on the wind tap her shoulder as she turned around almost immediately.

Tall, lofty legs held up her tremendous pale purple-toned thighs, with a big round and bountiful butt accompanied by a devilishly long tail with a spiked tip in the shape of a black pointed heart. Her smooth lavender skin was toned all the way up her hourglass-shaped body that was a perfect six feet tall, with bouncy breasts each the size of a guardsman’s round helmet. Her two nipples were a paler shade of purple, already hard and pointing outwards ready for sexual attention. Her two eyes were like gleaming orbs of fire, deep black and dotted with burning red and orange flames surrounding her deep dark pupils and iris. She smiled pursing her luscious dark lips looking down at her shocked face and starting to laugh. “Haha…you’re so cute! I love your hair.” She smiled again this time wiggling her two long lavender-colored ears that were like two thin blades of grass pointed at each tip. “W-what…are you?” She said sheepishly seeing her start to play with her hair, trying to remain calm as she watched her long black fingernails and long purple fingers playing with her rosy red locks. “It’s so red! I love it.” - “T-thanks…” She couldn’t resist her, she looked down seeing her massive breasts bouncing around hearing her cute, strangely doubled voice giggle and laugh, having fun with her hair. “You like them? I can help you…” She said biting her lip and letting go of her hair, only to start playing with her own breasts, each easily triples the size of hers, fondling them and squeezing them starting to moan and giggle incessantly. “That’s what my mother said…” - “Aww…I promise it won’t hurt at all…and…you can change back whenever you want.” - “What? That’s impossible.” - “No…it’s not. Watch!” She smiled looking down at her before suddenly she started to rise upwards. An inch taller at first, and then another and another, and before she knew it she was already an entire foot taller.

Her long jet-black hair grew across her purple-toned body expanding and growing larger and larger as she filled herself out to similar proportions as the grand Forest Mother herself. The strange forest creature smiled ruffling her hair and looking down from her new seven-foot-tall perspective down at Erynn now over a foot shorter than her previous taller stature. “Oh! I forgot about these…” She looked down grabbing onto her already tremendous breasts, filling them up and up until they were each triple the size of her head, matching her bust size as well. “Goddess…how…?” Erynn was speechless, she was now looking up at her incredible seven-foot-tall body, boasting massive breasts and assets nearly identical to the tallest woman in the woad, and her mind sparked with curiosity. “Hmm…well if I tell you…then…will you do it?” - “Uh…do what?” The creature smirked looking down at her as she started to place her hands outwards starting to cast a spell. Her hands sparked with black flames, dancing about her fingertips as red spiraling energy started building in her palms, slowly swelling larger and larger as she responded. “Accept me as your new mother, of course.” - “No…I can’t…” She hesitated seeing the magic slowly gaining power and energy. “I can grant you anything. Any wish. Any size.” - “I don’t want any of that…I just want.” The magical being’s eyes widened as she let out a final response, a nail in the coffin. “Arya?” - “Yes!” Erynn’s eyes widened looking up at her as she got close placing her hands around her, one alongside her back and the other deep down by her vagina. “So be it!” She said viciously, reaching out and plunging her glowing fingers deep inside her aching pussy, hearing her scream out in response. She suddenly came, like a rushing waterfall trembling with intense erotic energy as a magical seal began to slowly form around her belly button and lower abdomen in the shape of a heart. Bright blinding light encircled her lower half sealing her fate as she faded off into a deep unabated slumber.

The moon rose up in the sky above the grand castle, past its lofty stone windows and wide open birth on the side of the princess’s bedroom, whistling wind in and out of the room without pause. The servants each retired to their own private rooms, still yearning for sex, and craving pleasure at every moment. Lana trudged into her room feeling defeated, Vanessa on the other hand appeared distracted, looking down the hallway at the others in front of her, each arriving at their doors before entering inside. Her amber eyes glimmered looking over at the last door in the hallway, Jedric’s room. “You okay?” Lana looked down at her now only about a head shorter than her tall height of six foot two, in comparison to Vanessa’s also quite tall five foot ten bombshell body. “Yeah…goodnight!” She smiled quickly going up to her door and closing it before Lana got a chance to respond. She sighed looking over at her door and thinking about how much she had shrunk, still the tallest among all the girls, yet feeling dissatisfied. She opened her door making her way inside as Sophia and Farona entered their rooms watching them bounce on inside, hugging each other, giving out a long luscious, wet, and seductive kiss. Lana bit her lip watching Sophia lowering her head down to meet Farona, now much taller than before, seeing her gigantic breasts squish up against her chest laying them over hers, dominating the scene, by grabbing onto her head and kissing her passionately before snapping her large lips off of hers and retreating to their private rooms. “She’s so…big…and beautiful…goddess.” She mumbled watching the hallway become empty leaving her alone. The last door finally closed in the hallway leaving everything to finally become silent.

A quaint calm fell on the castle. You could hear the faint brushing of beds, and creaking of wood throughout the night, the crackle of the fire burning to keep things warm, and the sound of a slight trickle of water in the distance was the river beneath the castle. Not everything was entirely calm, however. The long blonde-haired servant Sophia moaned as her fingers paced across her wet vagina. “Mmmhh…finally…awhn…” She ran her long fingers over her throbbing clit starting to moan and dribble her own spittle down the sides of her lips unable to resist the urge to make herself cum after hours of teasing and intense horniess. She fell into a sexual trance, fingering her wetness over and over. She was lusting after her own new body. Unable to contain herself or her absolutely enormous breasts jiggling around on her now wide and tall chest. She started to leak her precious hot juices all over her bed sheets, soaking into them and staining them with her erotic liquids. She didn’t care. A magical force was taking over her mind, forcing her to recall sucking on her master’s giant tits, Evanora was a goddess in her eyes now. “She’s so perfect…awhn…I want to be even bigger…I want to make her bigger…we all need to grow…I want more of her milk…mmmhhh….” She bit her luscious lips feeling her pounding pussy start to quiver and erupt with more of her cum, squirting onto the deep satin sheets. "I can't believe I grew more than Farry…she's so scared of me…mmmhh…it's adorable." She could already feel herself closing in on a climax, oozing out of her aching vagina, about to erupt with red-hot passion. “We’re all going to get bigger…mmmhhh….and bigger…and BIGGER!” She shouted finally reaching an orgasm unable to control herself as her humongous breasts and gigantic body shook in response. Her pale skin was flush, shaking and trembling in the moonlight, glistening from her intense sexual desire to continuously orgasm was only fueled by how much she could endure. She finally collapsed in a pile of her own erotic sensations falling asleep alongside the others.