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by Theo25
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“With all the magic spells in this world--Why can’t I ever find the spell for that!!” Lina Inverse vented her frustration as she slammed yet another tome shut. She would have added it to the pile of other books around her, if it hadn’t been so heavy. “I’m a sorcery genius, I should have had that spell years ago!”
“And what spell would that be, Lina Inverse?” asked a voice from the shadows of the locked library.
“I’m not in the mood, Xellos,” Lina angrily said to what was dressed as a priest. She got up to leave.
“Having the Wedding Day Jitters, I believe you call them?” Xellos smirked. “Or, perhaps should I say, “Wedding Night Jitters.”
That stopped her like a stab to her bosom.
“Afraid your soon-to-be husband will be disappointed by your...inadequacies?”
“Gourry knows what he’s getting,” Lina pulled as much dignity as she could find around her. She would have liked to have blasted him for mentioning her sore point, but it would have only destroyed the Royal Saillune Library. And they were the ones hosting her wedding.
“Ah, yes. But do you?”
Did he know? Did he really know!?! Ever since she agreed to marry Gourry, finding that spell had become even more urgent. But she didn’t wanted it for him, not mostly, but for herself. She needed something to boost her confidence and help her get through the sex. Everyone said it was pleasurable, and could be the fantastic, in fact, but the thought of it had always given her the Screaming Meemies!
“What does someone from the Monster race know about human things like that,” she tried to dismiss him by heading for the door.
“Then you don’t want to know the spell you are looking for?” he said impishly.
“Not when it carries your price tag.” Keep on walking, she told herself.
“Now that hurts me. After all of the times we’ve worked together, you still do not trust me?”
“That’s right.” The Monsters’ own Monster Assassin only made an appearance when he wanted her to do his work for him. She knew he didn’t care about her any more than he did any mortal.
From the table nearest the door, a scroll appeared and unrolled, coming to a stop at Lina’s feet.
“Xellos!!---” But he was gone.
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Princess Amelia’s curiosity had been piqued beyond endurance. Not only had Lina postponed the wedding, she had insisted on changing her quarters to one of the smaller ballrooms. Her fearsome friend had said that it would put her more in the mood for romance, as it caught more moonlight. As a mistress of white magic, Amelia wasn’t fooled. Lina wanted to perform some spell in secret that required a full moon.
But just as she was getting position to peek in on it, Lina cast a fireball out of the large windows, destroying the tree she was in. Rubbing her butt, Amelia watched all the other trees she could have looked in on her being also destroyed
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Lina sat cross-legged in the middle of a magically burned circle with triangles going off in 12 directions, and her magic-amplifying orbs at four of them. If it weren’t full of Monster symbols she might have thought it was a compass.
“Do I really need to have big breasts this badly?” Lina asked herself for the 1000th time in three days. She looked down at the ones she had. They weren’t exactly flat, and they did have a nice round shape to them. They were appropriate for her cute, petite frame. But ever since she had runaway from her buxom, and abusive older sister, there had been few other things that could penetrate her confidence. Out on the road, just about every woman seemed to have breasts larger than hers.
And then she had met Nahga the White Serpent.
The thought of her gloating former rival and partner was enough to make Lina take a swig of the potion that went with the spell.
The outrageously scanty, antiquated sorceress costume she wore, no doubt plundered from some museum, seemed purposefully designed to mock Lina, reminding her and demonstrating for all everything the Sorcery Genius didn’t have. She had the supreme curves that allowed her to parade about in far more flesh tone than the black of her leather costume, with that skull over and emphasizing her cleavage. All who saw her instantly knew she was an adult. All of the adult attention she commanded fed her insufferably smug, clueless confidence.
At Lina’s height, Nahga’s prides were in her face. They seemed to loom at her, whenever she was near the bimbo. At night, the shadows their campfires cast only emphasized their perfect roundness, and their impossible firmness. At night, Lina would have nightmares of them, hovering over her, closing in on her, engulfing her face, and then her body, until she was lost in their--- Just what, Lina refused to identify, let alone deal with. That was when she always woke up.
The more Lina thought about the White Serpent, the more of the alcohol-based potion she drank. By the time the bottle was drained, she could barely stand to begin the spell’s ritual. The blurry Full Moon seemed to have become two. They were the same perfect shape as the Nahga’s. In her mind, they became the breasts that she so desperately wanted down on her chest. “And my ass, too....”
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Amelia had resorted to the castle’s secret passages. As a royal safety precaution, the spaces between the walls were too narrow for anyone to pass unless they knew the proper spell. But with her mind on Lina, she hadn’t made quite the proper spell. The 13-year-old found it a tight squeeze, especially for her overdeveloped breasts. Already the troublesome things that hurt her back and shoulder were twice the size of Miss Lina’s, and would only get large yet as she matured. It was relief to her bruised, jabbed flesh when she got to the ballroom’s two-way wall mirror.
Only, she didn’t see Miss Lina. She saw a woman who was scandalously attired in just the leather thong between her bubble buttocks lying in a magic circle. As much as the mirror allowed, the princess looked all about the room for the Bandit Killer, without success. She returned to the figure only when she proved she wasn’t slain by moving onto her back. It was only then that Amelia could she the brunet’s face.
“Dam Brass!” she cried, destroying the barrier before them, the noise waking the woman up.
“Nadia!!” Amelia cried, rushing to the woman. She wept as she embraced her. “My Big Sister!!”
The dazed woman’s first and only thought at the moment were the squashing of the huge, fleshy pillows between her and Amelia’s suddenly modest breasts. She pried the little princess from around her neck and pushed her away to look down.
“Breasts! I have big, freaking breasts!!” Lina grinned to break her face as she watched them bounce and jiggle from her excitement in their leather halter.
“Yes, you do,” Amelia laughed, wiping the tears so she could see better.
“The spell worked!”
“Lina’s spell brought you back to me: To Daddy and me! *Ha, ha, ha.* And we were the ones who were suppose to provide wedding gifts.”
Lina’s initial elation began to sour with her growing recognition of the costume, now seen at an unfamiliar angle. “What happened to my clothes?” she asked, putting her leather-gloved hands to expanse of exposed breast flesh.
“We had thought you had been killed with mother in the ambush!” Amelia’s tears again threatened to get out of control. “If only we’d known that you were still alive, then, then---”
“I’m in Nahga’s body!!?” Lina cried, clutching the little, hated skull of her necklace. “Xellos!!!”
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A very confusing time followed. The ballroom and its wing of the castle were destroyed by Lina’s tantrum. As Princess, Amelia felt compelled to battle the woman she thought was he long lost sister, her white magic against the black magic Nadia had been acquired. Then, when the palace guards had arrived, she had to shield the beloved kin from them. This was quickly followed by having to protect the guards from the leather bikini-clad sorceress. Only the arrival of Gourry Gabriev had sent the buxom terror fleeing.
“Why thank me? What did I do??” the muscular blond asked. He hadn’t even had time to draw his sword.
“I’m going after her!” Amelia ordered, levitating into the air. “Tell Daddy that Princess Nadia has returned home! Have him send out search parties!”
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It wasn’t too difficult for Amelia to find her. It was in what was now a forest clearing of several square acres. She was standing at ground zero of a Dragon Slave blast among the smoldering, charred remains of the large camp. The news of the wedding of Lina Inverse the Bandit Slayer had brought an alliance of them together with the intent of exacting revenge on the little beanpole, and plunder the city in the confusion. It was also not difficult for Amelia to realize that this was not her sister, after all.
“You’re Miss Lina, aren’t you?”
Before she could answer, a dark cloud took shape in the moonlit air and began to coalesce into a shape. The shape solidified in a small, green man frog with a purple Mohawk.
“What are you supposed to be, my enchanted prince?” Lina said. “If you think I’m even going to consider kissing you: Forget it!”
“*Heh, heh, heh, heh* You’ll do more than just kiss me!” the little toad laughed like an idiot.
“Dynast Breath!” Lina said, not even bothering to give the little pervert the obligatory opportunity to explain his evil intensions.
But as the instant ice did not touch him; the frog-sized monster hopped out of the igloo unfrozen and unshattered.
“Lina, you need to recover your strength after your rampage! Escape! I’ll hold him off!” Amelia ordered. “Chaotic Disintegration!” Amelia called out, trying for the spell of Filia’s she was still trying to master. It was powerful to damage even those of the Monster race. There were only a few blue sparks.
The man frog just smirked. “Tempus fugit veste!” he said in his Monster tongue.
Lina felt Nahga’s leather thongs become dry and brittle. Then heard Amelia scream. Her linen outfit had aged to ancient rags and was now disintegrating off of her body! As Lina moved in her direction, her own outfit fell apart, leaving her to see all of Nahga’s naked flesh. She fought to do the cliché thing try to cover her nakedness with her hands and thighs as Amelia was doing. She would need her hands free to cast spells, especially as weak as she was.
“What kind of magic is this!!?” Lina demanded. “It’s not Black!” The Monster race was the ultimate source of all her world’s black magic, as the dragons were that of its counterpart. “---Nor even White or Shaman! The only ones who are supposed to be able to use time spells are elves!!” And they allowed few to see them, monster, human, or dragon.
“Yes: The Elves. “Heh, heh, ha, ha* I do owe them my power over time. I must remember to thank them properly: After I have been reborn! As I will thank all kin of Rowdy Gabriev! *Ha, ha, ha, ha*”
“Gabriev!!? Gourry’s family! What have they to do with Elves---Rowdy! You’re Joyrock!!” Joyrock had been the most vicious Monsters Lina had ever met, feasting on mortal flesh as well as the emotions of their suffering! He had massacred all of the Elves on Mipros Island, taking all of their power, and savored the deed for millennia through the only survivor, the human Rowdy Gabriev, who had lived on in utter misery for failing to save his Elvin love and her people the first time.
“You can’t be alive! That’s impossible!” She had been sent through time, to before Joyrock had consumed the Elvin power, when there was still a chance to destroy him! She had infused the second most powerful of all spells, the Dragon Slave with the Gabriev Sword of Light! Nothing but the most high of Monsters and Gods could survive that slashing blow!
Unless---
“Your time is up!” Joyrock laughed, licking his froggy lips lewdly. “You will not be the death of me this time. *Heh, heh, heh, heh* Just the opposite!”
“How did you do it!?! You didn’t even think time travel was possible until Old Rowdy opened the vortex!”
“As Old Rowdy said at the time---*Heh, heh* A time that now has never happened---, he had to use my own Elvin magic to send you back in time to destroy me. When the vortex was open up, I was at both ends! The Future Me only survived in that timeless moment because I was able to hook a lifeline on someone who did not go into the past with you! *Heh, heh, heh, heh*”
“Nahga!!” She had fallen into the vortex, but had remained there until Lina had rescued her! “So that’s why I had to switch bodies with her! You’re connected to her!!”
“*Heh, heh, heh, heh* That’s right, No Longer So Little Girl! Time is change, and it took the change of bodies for me to finally find my way back into the time flow!”
“Xellos is so going to be annihilated with my Giga Slave Spell!!” Speaking of the Ultimate, Universe-Destroying spell. “"I am darkness beyond blackest pitch, deeper than the deepest night. I am”---” Suddenly she could not speak!
“It takes time to cast a spell!” the little frog laughed smugly, hopping up onto Lina’s huge, defenseless breasts. The feel of slimy skin against her fleshy globes was enough to almost make her blow herself up just to take out the creep thing!
She glanced over at Amelia, hoping she’d do it for her. Instead she found the naked girl lying on the ground clumsily masturbating herself. Seconds after she quietly came, she came again. And again! Lina could only surmise that Joyrock had put her in a time when she had played with herself and had, then, left her in a time loop.
“Joyrock! You were many truly hideously evil things, but you were never a perv!”
“True, it does not leave the same taste in my mouth as righteous anger, or any of your many other negative human emotions,” he said, flicking his forked tongue over Lina’s very erect nipples. “Or even of your succulent flesh.
“But a starving Monster cannot be a picky eater, as they say! *Heh, heh, heh, heh*”
Lina made tight fists as sticky froggy fingers molested her. She knew that Joyrock was “playing with his food” again.
“Monsters deal with destruction, not creation. But to re-create myself, and become firmly embedded in the time flow, again, the emotions and processes of sex and such are tastes I must acquire! *Heh, heh, heh, heh* “Eat enough broccoli and you may even learn to like it”!”
Time warped, now, for Lina as it had Amelia. She was relieving parts of Nahga’s life. Why? Probably because Lina hadn’t had many sexual encounters.
Or had she?
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She, as Nahga, was sharing a campfire with a younger Lina. They were in one of the many non-descript woods they had spent nights in. As always, they slept on their bedrolls and under their blankets in their clothes, if Nahga’s black leather example of archaic bad taste could be considered clothes. She waited until Lina was asleep before she stripped. She then crawled out, her ass rolling, her big tits dangling like udders, and waved a glowing hand over Lina.
“Mend and reweave this playful spell on my cute little doll, Lina Inverse.” Two tiny balls of blue light did just that before disappearing under Lina’s closed eyelids.
“Lina...Oh, Lina, My Dear. It’s time to come out and play!” Nahga crooned.
“Play?” Lina smiled, waking up with blue, glowing eyes.
“And do you know what game we’re going to play?”
“Is it going to be Mommy and Baby?” she asked as hopefully.
“That’s right!” Nahga said, bringing Lina’s shaggy head to her breasts. “Sit in Mommy’s lap and nurse on her bountiful breasts.”
“Yes, Mommy!” Lina obeyed like a good, little girl, crawling up onto Nahga’s naked thighs, and curling up as she was cradled up against a breast the size of her face. The Lina-in-Nahga would have found that alone nauseating, but that her own self was sucking on nipples and holding breasts she could feel was just so creepy as to freeze all impulses.
“That’s Mommy’s little girl! Mommy’s wonderfully little girl,” Nahga said caressing Lina’s auburn hair before moving further down her neck and shoulder, to rub her upper chest and the valley between breasts. “Mommy loves how cute and petite you are. It’s just how a little girl like you should be.”
“Lina-chan knows.” Lina-in-Nahga knew that for her age her own body was one of the most underdeveloped in the world she’d seen.
Nahga’s hand briefly wondered to Lina’s breasts. “Wouldn’t be splendid if you truly were flat-chested? If Mommy could, she would relieve her Baby Girl of these nasty things. Would you like that, Little Lina?”
“Yes, Mommy. If that’s what you want.” Lina-in-Nahga’s reactions became unfrozen, as her emotions plunged through a trapdoor. That was a girl’s worse nightmare!
“Perhaps Big Lina will find a spell on how to change the size of boobs: And Mommy Nahga be there, to use it to change them for Little Lina! *Ah, ha, ha, ha! Ah, ha, ha, ha*”
“Yes, Mommy.” Lina-in-Nahga’s soul landed in a quicksand of terror. Her fear was her insecurities; her helplessness was being unable to do anything about them while Nahga traveled with her!
And there was nothing she could do to change the actions of either Nahga or Lina in this past! She was merely a passenger, going wherever driver Nahga took them, feeling every little bump of the cart on the cobblestone road.
Her hand moved down to the sucking girl’s yellow shirt. It tarried around her belly button for a few moments before moving lower, finding its way under her belt and pants.
“Is Little Lina wet? Did Baby Lina wet herself? Mommy Nahga will have to check and see.” Her fingers went under Lina’s linen underpants, to her warm pubic mound and the warmer lips beyond. “You are damp, aren’t you? Mommy’s going to have to change her little girl. Baby Lina would like that, wouldn’t she?”
“Yes, Mommy,” Lina said, not resisting as she was taken away from the nipple and placed down on her back.
Nahga knelt between her legs and, untucking her shirt, slowly unbuckled and unbuttoned the squirming girl’s red pants. She gently, but firmly, pulled them and the underpants down the hips, moving a hand under her to lift her butt off of the ground. Leaving everything around her calves, she pushed Lina’s legs until her knees were up near her small breasts. She had a clear, unobstructed view of Lina’s pussy, and its sparse patch over it.
“Mmm, I see that the underbrush still isn’t thriving, eh, My Little Lina? But there are still these ugly things here. Another item Mommy Nahga must take care of one day, after Big Lina is gone.” Nahga ran her fingers through them, and chanted a spell. “Seeing isn’t believing; feeling what you wish to believe.” Lina-in-Nahga saw her proof of maturity vanish under the tiny blue lights, leaving her sex as bald as a little girl’s. Where was Nahga getting these spells!? They were unlike any Lina had encountered before!
Nahga’s fingers now felt only skin as hairless as a newborn’s. As they enjoyed the silky sensation, her tongue came forward to lick along the lips. “Mmm, Mommy was right; Little Lina is wet.” To Lina-in-Nahga’s horror, she was wet. But it was a dampness that no little girl should have. “Well, Mommy Nahga will help with her Little Lina’s problem.” Her fingers spread Lina’s lips further apart so that her tongue could reach Lina’s pink, swollen inside. Nearly the width of her tongue ran against Lina’s inner lips, its tip wiggling itself into her tight little hole. In she pushed until it had wedged itself in the entrance. The back of her tongue was now free to touch down on Lina’s unhooded, hard clitty. With a practiced rhythm, Nahga pushed and twisted with her tongue’s tip while bumping up and pulling down with its back, one-one, two, three; one-one, two, three... But even that was not the end of artful stimulation. Within the hot-breathed dollops of her saliva, her other fingers paid attention to Lina’s clitty when her tongue couldn’t; they slid down and up its sides, tenderly pinching them along the way.
Meanwhile, the tip of her tongue had won its way deep enough inside Lina to lick her juicy walls. Nahga knew how to use her tongue for more than boasting.
Little Lina’s hips struggled to keep still; Mommy Nahga’s ministrations to her needs were just too stimulating to a girl whose emotions were so near the surface. Her fingers dug into the dirt; her knees were pressed up against her breasts; her breathing was shallow and ragged. Lina-in-Nahga flinched inside to hear her whine and whimper with pleasure in a small, high voice. The orgasm, though, was nearly silent, though she had a wide-open yell on her face. The look lasted longer than a minute. It went on past two, before it started to diminish.
Nahga waited until Lina became limp from the after-cum before she withdrew her mouth from her. She eased the auburn haired cutie’s legs down to the ground, to lay in a contented fetal position. The little blue lights emerged from her, to flit about above.
“Okay, My Faeires, you have been fed,” Nahga told them. “Now enter Lina’s dreams. Don’t hover there! I know you don’t like it in her angrily little mind, but we cannot allow her to remember what has happened this night, or any of our other nights.”
Other nights!? Lina-in-Nahga screamed. Other nights!! How many other nights!?!
Joyrock you monstrous liar!!! This isn’t real history, is it!! This never happened: You’re making this up to torture me!!
The End of this chapter
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