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Somagical Girl Tomo	By : FalstaffKisaragi Category: +S to Z > Seikon no Qwaser Views: 4295 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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In the corner of the Occult Cooking Club, a small wooden stage had been set up, with a sheet draped across the front. A pair of small red curtains were off to the sides, waiting to be drawn back. Written above the stage, in a stylized lettering, were the words of the venue where five short plays were going to be performed. “Tomo’s Boobie Theater.” With Oikawa’s permission, she had gone ahead and gotten the stage set up. Tables were set up around the stage, with bare-breasted girls in maid outfits serving the pastries that the Occult Cooking Club had cooked up that morning. Just outside the room, Madame Lily’s fortune telling booth had been set up.
The St. Vasilisa School Festival was underway, and the school was packed with people, each one seeking excitement. Several cafes, stage show performances and a haunted house or two lined the walls of the school, but attention was being drawn most of all to the Occult Cooking Club. Joshua, still recovering from his breakup, was among those seated in the audience with his sister Jita at his side. Though the sting of Tomo’s rejection still floated around his mind, he wasn’t going to pass up a chance to see her bare boobs. Nor was Jita, for that matter.
Fumika and Lizzie were working with their own classes, their outfits having been hastily refitted to account for their sudden increase in bust size. Though the air was lively and bustling, the new student teacher Juno Oikawa was aware that bad things were going to happen soon. The Doll Empire had set this day, when most people were around, as the day they planned to attack. She had to find the Aquatic Sanctuary and stop Rasputin from being revived before things took a turn for the worse, and she had no clue when the Doll Empire would strike.
“Welcome to Tomo’s Boobie Theater!” said Tomo excitedly. “You’re free to stare at my boobs, because they’re the stars of the show I’m about to put on. Make sure to vote for our class as the best booth with the student council. And now, on with the show!”
Mafuyu was doing a kendo demonstration with the team. She promised Tomo that she would act in one of her shows, but it would have to be near the end of the day. That was just enough time for Tomo to be left unguarded. As the curtain opened on the school festival, Hana and Katja were putting the finishing touches on the plan. As far as they knew, all they had to do was pull Tomo away while Mafuyu was occupied with something else. Tomo was a trusting sort, and during the beach trip, she had seen nothing off about Hana, not even being able to tell that she was Wooden Flower.
“Lizzie’s failed plan gave me an idea,” said Hana. “I’ll create a Doll around myself. I’ll be strong enough to cause a distraction, giving you time to capture that sweet soma we’ve been seeking for so long.”
“Very well, do what you want,” said Katja.
“As long as you uphold my end of the bargain,” said Katja. “I want a cup of Tomo’s soma for myself. It tastes best when it’s thickest and freshly squeezed. Once I consume some of that, I’ll be worthy of this school’s respect!”
“We’ll both get the huge boobs that drinking her soma offers,” said Katja. “As soon as lunchtime hits, that’s when the plan begins. When we meet once more, it’ll be under the eyes of the Mad Monk.”
“Yes, my queen,” said Hana.
While Hana was scheming for herself what she wanted her Doll to look like, she failed to notice Mutsumi Sendou passing through the gate. The St. Vasilisa school festival was open to anyone who wanted to attend, and the more people there, the more the school was supported. Mutsumi wanted to check on the Somagical Girls she had trained. Sasha hadn’t instructed her to come, she wanted free food and to observe Tomo’s boobs. All the pieces were in place, moving in ways that nobody could fully comprehend.
Mutsumi had already picked up some fried food from the stalls outside. It was giving her just the energy she needed to explore the entire school. St. Vasilisa was a large campus. She couldn’t shake the aching feeling in her breasts ever since she arrived. Her nipples were twitching like danger was nearby, yet she wasn’t entirely sure who it was. After wandering through the halls, she came upon Madame Lily.
Miyuri looked up, recognizing the same aura emanating from Mutsumi as she had recently regained. “You’re one of Sasha’s,” she said. “I won’t charge you a thing. Let me see your future the Madame Lily way.”
Squeezing a single drop of soma onto the crystal ball, Miyuri rubbed it in until she got a clear image. She saw nothing of Mutsumi in the image, only the lake behind the school and an ancient building rising from beneath the water’s surface. A beam of white light was surging outward from the lakeside, suspending the building in the air. She had no idea what it meant, but it looked like it was important.
“Sendou, are your boobs still full with soma?” asked Miyuri.
Mutsumi raised her tits in her hands, squeezing them a little bit. They felt firm and full, her nipples itching to where she might stain her clothes at any minute. She gave Miyuri a knowing wink. Miyuri responded calmly. “Tomo and Mafuyu might be in trouble. We have to keep our breasts ready.”
Tomo plopped her breast down on the wooden stage, and a small spurt of milk shot out of her nipple. Joshua’s nose was bleeding so much that Jita had stuffed napkins up his nose in an attempt to keep him under control. The audience applauded as the first play came to a close. The curtains were drawn as Tomo looked over the scripts and sets she would need for the next play. She was starting to feel the weight of her breasts on her back from having them out all day, but seeing the smiles on the audience’s face was all worth it.
As she looked through the script pile, Juno Oikawa approached her backstage. “You did a great job out there. I wasn’t sure about the idea, but you delivered it as wholeheartedly as such a concept could be done.”
“It’s nothing, I have a lot of practice,” said Tomo. “Do you want to lend me your tits for the next show?”
“I was hoping you could lend me something,” said Juno. “There’s something on campus I’ve been looking for, and I need your Olja Crosier to find it.”
“Sasha said that having a wand is what makes me a true somagical girl,” said Tomo. “Without it, I’ll feel naked. And not the good kind of naked. Do you promise to bring it back to me?”
“It’s a promise,” said Juno. “I care a lot about you, Tomo. I want to do this to make sure you’re safe.”
“I trust you,” said Tomo. She put her hand into her deep cleavage, moving her arm between her breasts. A golden light flashed around her tits, and she produced the Olja Crosier. Juno took it into her hands, feeling its weight and the latent magical energy surging through it. She held it against Tomo’s chest, taking a little bit of her soma. Tomo slightly moaned, cumming a little from the small buzz against her nipples. Her tip emerged from its pink hiding spot, spurting out more milk in front of Juno.
“If there’s any danger, you have the strongest soma in this entire school,” said Juno. “Come meet me by the lake near the end of the festival. Stay safe until then.”
“You got it!” said Tomo, her breasts bouncing happily.
Just outside the festivities, on the side of the school, Hana was holding a wooden mannequin in her hand. She had been carving out the chest cavity to make it able to hold a human, with enough space in the upper arms and lower legs for her to fit. She rubbed it with her hands, infusing the magic that Queen Katja had given her into the doll. It expanded in size, growing from the size of a doll into a walking suit of armor. Though Elizabeth was enjoying the festival on her own time, her recent Doll attack had given Hana an idea on how to upgrade her own.
The Doll gathered leaves and vines from nearby trees, winding them around its body until it resembled a tutu. The Ballet Doll was ready. Hana jumped into its chest, assuming her Wooden Flower disguise and seeking a somagical girl to challenge. She was fine with fighting any of them, as long as it wasn’t Tomo. Queen Katja had promised her that she would handle Tomo herself.
Wooden Flower commanded the Doll, stomping around outside the school grounds in an attempt to draw out a challenger. With each twirl and spin, a flurry of sharp-edged leaves launched from its body. It left marks on the trees and littered the ground like landmines, ensuring that only those with magical powers would be able to enter the fight at all. Mutsumi, who was stuffing herself at the food booths outside, heard the stomping of the Ballet Doll in the distance, and became the first to charge into action.
“Somagical Transformation! Huge breasts are justice! Somagical Fighter, Mutsumi Maximum!” As she clenched her tonfas in her hands, Mutsumi’s breasts bounced. She ran towards the Doll, dodging the storm of flower petals that blew through the school festival’s atmosphere.
“Which one of them are you?” asked Wooden Flower.
“We don’t have time for niceties,” said Mutsumi. “Tit Slap!” She charged towards the Ballet Doll, leaping into the air and gathering momentum in her breasts. She approached the doll’s torso, but a vine swatted her away, sending her tumbling to the ground. Mutsumi squeezed down on her breasts, coating them in a layer of soma and protecting herself. She only wanted to pull out the Maximum Tassels if things got particularly bad.
Using her tonfa, Mutsumi dodged the vines parrying for her, managing to bat away one just as another approached her. Wooden Flower was keeping Mutsumi at a distance, not letting her use her bare breasts to her advantage. Mutsumi struggled under the force of the vines, hoping that she could find a way to get it from a distance. Just as she through the Doll was going to fling her into the air and send her flying, a voice rang out from the distance.
“Lily Blast!”
Two pink beams of soma-infused energy fired from a distance, landing on the Ballet Doll’s torso and causing it to stumble back. The vines retracted from Mutsumi’s body as Lily Mask appeared at the scene, her breasts dripping with soma and her eyes gleaming with determination. Lily Mask charged up her breasts for another beam, firing a second Lily Blast at the doll, causing it to fall backwards onto the ground. Wooden Flower moved the Doll’s arms about, trying to get it to stand back up.
“You’ll regret that, Lily Mask!” she shouted.
“You saved me there,” said Mutsumi. She equipped the Maximum Tassels, weighing down her breasts and giving herself more fighting power. This Doll was fueled by more than just the orders of the Queen. Wooden Flower was doing this out of pure spite and blind loyalty, the last one of the Queen’s generals remaining. Winning wasn’t necessarily the plan. Keeping them distracted for as long as possible was the goal. If Lily Mask was here, that meant nobody was watching Tomo in the Occult Cooking Club room. Wooden Flower smirked.
“Doing two Lily Blasts in a row takes a lot out of me,” said Miyuri. “My nipples are feeling quite sore.”
“We can worry about your tits later. Keep firing until this thing’s taken down,” said Mutsumi, brandishing her tonfas.
“If you insist,” said Miyuri. “Lily Shot!” Two more pink balls of energy fired out from her nipples as Mutsumi lunged towards the Doll, slapping it against the face with her tassels. Hana was rocked inside, managing to use one of her vines to push herself up. Though limping about, the doll was far from defeated.
Mafuyu was taking a break between the kendo club’s battles. She had been showing off everything they had learned, and worked up quite a sweat doing it. She knew that Tomo was doing her best with her plays, but Mafuyu tried not to think too much about it. If she worried about Tomo, her nipples would leak and her dick would get hard. It would throw off her entire performance. As Mafuyu took a big gulp of water, the door to the dojo burst open.
“Mafuyu!” shouted Fumika. “We have a problem! It’s almost time for Tomo’s next show and I have no idea where she’s gone!” Fumika did have an idea, but it was one she couldn’t say in front of the guests. She pulled Mafuyu aside, telling her that she had been enjoying her newfound freedom and her bigger chest, and failed to realize that with less people to keep track of, Katja was finally able to execute what she’d been meaning to do all along.
Tomo finished her third Boobie Theater show for the day. The odd concept had been getting lots of applause, and the Occult Cooking Club was on the way to being one of the more popular booths at the festival. Once she finished her performance, she turned around. Someone else had come backstage. Thinking that it was Juno Oikawa with her Olja Crosier, Tomo cheerfully turned around and greeted the shadowed stranger.
“We still have seating for the show. Unless you want to talk about my boobs,” said Tomo.
“As a matter of fact, I do,” said Katja. Tomo recognized her from the day at the tennis court. Compared to then, Katja was looking furious, her smile hiding a barely concealed rage. Tomo tried to move away from the backstage area, but Katja put a stop to her, blocking her exit by refusing to move. “I’ll never forget how you humiliated me that day, Tomo. The sting of your soma landing in my eyes only made my desire to have it more. The creamy, sticky magic that flows from those vulgar inverted nipples of yours. I’ve sought it for so long. Hand it over without struggling, and I’ll let your little theater go on uninterrupted.”
“You’re planning something evil! I’m not going to let you do that!” said Tomo.
“Then we’ll have to do this the hard way,” said Katja. She reached for Tomo’s arms, conjuring up a pair of copper handcuffs that prevented Tomo from moving. She led Tomo away from the backstage area, taking her into the closet. She shoved Tomo’s nipple up against the scanner, and the secret stairway leading to the Doll Empire’s base opened up. It shut behind them as they descended, leaving everyone confused as to Tomo’s whereabouts.
“What are you planning to do with me?” asked Tomo.
“All we need is the power of your soma,” said Katja. “I’m going to suck it out, and then it will revive the Doll Empire’s true leader. After that, I don’t care what you do. Your tits will be dry as a bone and of no use to me anyhow.”
“I won’t give you my soma. You won’t make my nipples hard no matter how much I’m licked!” Tomo said.
“We’ll see what your body has to say about that,” said Katja. She led Tomo down to the altar. WIth a snap of her fingers, the copper handcuffs changed into a pair of wall-mounted cuffs, strapping her in just below the picture of Rasputin hanging on the wall. A large ceramic bowl with engraved magical runes and a single candle was right below Tomo’s breasts, waiting for the moment when the ritual would be complete.
“It would appear that your friend Mafuyu already sucked your breasts this morning, and you’ve been leaking during the day. While I have little doubt those monster tits of yours are still full of soma, it’s not nearly enough for us to summon the Mad Monk. I’m going to ask you to stay still while I make this happen,” said Katja.
She reached for a paintbrush from the side of her throne. She rubbed it against Tomo’s nipples, making Tomo moan and squeal as Katja forced her nipples out of hiding, making them fully erect. Though it appeared there was nothing on the brush, Katja had licked it beforehand, coating it in her saliva. As she rubbed it around Tomo’s breasts, she had been drawing the magical incantation that would absorb the soma from everyone at the school who wasn’t a somagical girl, or involved with them.
Nurse Oikawa was safe, as was Fumika and Lizzie. They were the only ones spared. Girls around the school felt their breasts start to ache, energy flowing through the ley lines of the school towards the Doll Empire’s secret room. It ran up Tomo’s legs and into her breasts, making her already plump chest become even bigger, larger than Juno Oikawa’s. It was so big that Tomo, for the first time in her life, felt a pain in her back. If it hadn’t been for the handcuffs, she’d have trouble standing.
“And now, the ritual begins,” said Katja. “Give me your soma.”
Katja grabbed onto one of Tomo’s heavy breasts, lifting it up and licking her nipple with her tongue. As Katja’s tongue drifted across Tomo’s pores, drops of milk began to fall from her breasts like a fountain. It poured into the bowl. Katja kept one of the nipples in her mouth, sucking it for herself and drinking her fill. As she sucked, her stomach filled up and a pair of black angelic wings, filled in with a few copper feathers, sprouted from her back. She hadn’t seen these in so long, having been stripped of her powers nearly a century ago.
“Delicious,” Katja said, Tomo’s milk dripping from her mouth. “This is the highest quality soma in the world. It would be better if Mafuyu hadn’t stuck her prick in you, but even with that, it’s the highest quality one could ask for. Tomo, I’m so proud of you. You kept your breasts full and then drained them like a good girl.”
“Let me go!” Tomo said. She struggled against the spell, but the weight of the cuffs and her heavily expanded breasts were making it very difficult for her to escape. She no longer had control of her somagical powers. All of it was turning into a creamy, milky-white liquid that poured into the bowl in front of her. “Even if you think you have me beat, we’ll win! Mafuyu will rescue me, I know it!”
“Mafuyu doesn’t even know you’re in here, and even if she was, the entryway won’t accept her nipple,” said Katja. “I made a special exception for you, cow-tits.”
Tomo’s breasts flopped over and began to shrink back to their normal, overly large size as the last drops of soma fell from her sore nipples. Katja released the handcuffs. With Tomo having her soma drained, she could barely move her legs. There was no way this was going to succeed, no matter what she tried. Now content in the success of her scheme, she flicked her fingers, lighting the candle floating in the ocean of soma.
Bubbles started to appear on the surface of the heating soma, popping and spreading magic through the room. Katja breathed in the scent of Tomo’s milk, basking in it and holding her hands against her body. It smelled so good it was making her wet. Black smoke billowed out from the giant portrait, spreading through the room. The figure of Rasputin from within emerged, stepping out into the chamber with a loud, quaking sound. The figure was only visible as a shadow, his eyes the only thing showing. The Mad Monk issued a low growl.
“Rasputin, my lord,” said Katja. “Welcome back to the world of the living.”
“Tomo!” Mafuyu cried out from the top of the stairs. She was wearing her Midwinter Shogun appearance, allowing her to slide past the confused audience in the club room without exposing her identity.
“How did you get in here?” asked Katja.
“I used my nipple!” said Fumika. “You can’t boss me around anymore!”
“Tomo, we need to get out of here,” said Mafuyu. She grabbed Tomo, hoisting her onto her back. Tomo’s breasts were still round and full of fat, but they felt lighter than usual. Not a single drop of soma was rolling down from her nipples. Mafuyu had never seen her like this before. She was tired, about to fall asleep on her back.
“Mafuyu... I knew you’d... come rescue me...” said Tomo.
“We can talk later. We have to escape,” said Mafuyu. She, Tomo and Fumika ran out of the Doll Empire’s chamber. Fumika flashed her nipple again to close it, but that was only going to keep them at bay for so long.
Outside, the pink energy of a Lily Blast fired up into the air, followed by a Boob Blackjack. Mutsumi landed on the ground while Miyuri clutched her breasts. The two of them were exhausted, having finally destroyed the core of the Ballet Doll. As the wooden parts collapsed into a pile of plants and lumber, Hana crawled out from the wreckage, looking towards the dark clouds gathering on the horizon.
“You’re too late,” she said. “Queen Katja has already completed her plan.”
“Shit, it was a distraction,” said Mutsumi.
“Tomo...” said Miyuri. “What options are left for us now?”
There was only one person who hadn’t been affected by the lights in the sky. At the lake near the edge of the campus, where the darkness had yet to reach, Juno Oikawa was preparing for a ritual of her own. She loaded the Olja Crosier with her own soma, mixing it with Tomo’s. She transformed into Galactic Hera, and held the Crosier between her legs. With the globe at the top pointed towards the lake, she ascertained the location that she had found in the library.
“The sacred place of the Holy Order of Somagical Girls. Who knew it was on our campus?” said Juno. “If I use up all my soma, I won’t be able to maintain the miracle long enough to stay in this time period. Though if this works, I’ll be born shortly after the festival. I hope this works.”
Juno opened the glass suckers on her breasts, and began to squeeze. She pointed her breasts towards the lake. The drops of soma moved in a way that gravity said they shouldn’t. They flowed like ribbons of water, coalescing on the middle of the lake as a magical circle appeared above the water’s surface. Juno spun the globe atop the Crosier, and recited the spell.
“With these words carved unto my breast, open the sanctuary!” she shouted. “Somagical Prayer!”
The Olja Crosier floated to the center of the lake, positioning itself above the magical circle. A temple, resembling an old palace, rose from the water’s surface. A final spurt of soma exited Juno’s breasts, leaving her with only a few drips as the Crosier fell from the sky, landing on the stone steps of the Aquatic Sanctuary. Juno looked down at her body. Her body was becoming transparent, her presence in this chain of events beginning to fade. She needed Tomo to get here soon, or this all would’ve been for nought.
“Any somagical girl who sets foot inside there will have their boobs blessed,” said Juno. “I gave it enough soma that it should stay above the water’s surface until sunset. I hope that’s enough time... mine is almost out.”
TO BE CONTINUED...
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