Breasts from the Depths ----------------------- > @HF393: Big vaporeon crushes everyone with her rapidly growing breasts and loves every second of it. A happy wiggle of her hips. A gleeful flop of her tail onto the street. A big stretch of her arms above her head, eyes closed and a mischievous grin on her face. Her earfins twitch at the screeches of running people behind her and the muffled ones of those in front. The cracking and groaning of the towering buildings on either side of the street as her bust quickly runs out of room, the shattering windows and the panicked, yet futile attempts of the ones dwelling inside to open the doors into her flesh and squeeze themselves out. Each of the buried vehicles crunched down into sheet metal under the sheer heft makes the blue mounds wobble along, dust billowing out from the failing structures around her. A deep, rumbling creaking fills the air. Her grin gets wider as the screams are abruptly cut short, instead replaced by the deafening crashes of two behemoths overtaking the metropolis. The hundreds of towers, houses and homes popping like bubble wrap only serve to make her more excited. The sirens telling of imminent evacuations are silenced just as quickly as they started blaring out, the chances of escape, much less survival, are at least as slim as her nipples are fat, replacing entire suburbs with deep craters digging into the earth at the bottom as they graze the dissipating clouds above. The ground splits in twain between her cleavage, he legs spreading out as the two sides of the canyon drift apart, until they simply crumble under her feet and leave her hanging, comfortably suspended by her own massiveness. Large enough for the gravitational field to not only pull her towards her own chest, but also to pull the tides towards her, lapping greedily against the underboob. Only for a moment though, before she feels herself plunging into the oceans proper, sinking into the deepest depths, causing country-sized droplets to splash out into the atmosphere and deluging waves to blast out radially. She doesn't stop at the ocean floor that couldn't hope to hold her. Instead, she breaks through, sinking into the fiery depths of molten rock that barely serve as a warming, steaming pool. The formerly blue marble turns a fiery red as the twin, cerulean monsters first rival, then eclipse and finally utterly dwarf the remains of the broken world. An insignificant pop between those blimping breasts, hardly more noticeable than the satellites, both natural and artificial, crashing into her glistening skin and atomized upon impact. Together with the sizzling of a few thousand snuffed-out stars, it even makes her giggle a little. Her eyes open curiously as she hears a strange voice. It attempts to identify itself as a distant transmission from an utmost advanced race, yet all too quickly devolves into ghastly screeches, thumping thooms and, after but a few moments, total silence. Her eyelids lower as she feels the cosmic bounds begin to strain desperately around her bust. Her tongue sticks out under little, sharp teeth poking out from her upper lip as all resistance the gods above can muster is a quiet, desperate whimper.