"Don't you touch her!!" He spurred his horse onwards, towards the girl that the demon was walking towards, brandishing a sword in one hand as he spurred the steed faster. The woman looked up, pale as a sheet at the large...thing that was seemingly out for blood.

     For a moment, it seemed as if all was lost...she couldn't be gotten to in time, when sudddenly the woman smirked. The pale blonde curls and fair chalk white skin gave way to a deep meditarranean golden glow, and a full head of softly curled balck hair that was currently sitting in a ponytail. The face changed from angular and strong English to a softer, more rounded one, still with the sculpted cheekbones, but softer.

         Her body, once frail and skinny grew into lithe and athletic, toning on an instant. The change which his eyes were most drawn to and that which nearly through him off the horse, was when within a matter of moments her breasts seemed to triple in size.

        The once firm, small apple shaped breasts began to grow, surging forth into the dress. He nearly moaned, and then did fall off the horse. The breasts didn't stop growing however, as he could see the warm flesh just trying to burst out of the top, the globes swelling underneath the dress. He'd already envisioned the tantalizing tan skin, and the dark nipples as they slowly grew into large orange-sized breasts. Those were something to hold on to.

       The woman that he had been trying to rescue was gone. In her place stood a competent, confident, strong, and very well-endowned young woman, who, knew exactly what was going on. She looked up to the demon in front of her, and grinned, kicking him hard to the head and sending him to the ground. The man lay stunned. What woman could do such things...

        She flexed her fingers softly, and his sword was suddenly in her hands, and with one quick chop, the head was lobbed clean off, the fresh blood rolling across the snow. He was about to say something when she gave a soft moan of pleasure. He tried to see what was giving this strange woman such pleasure, and all his vision was pointing him back to were the woman's breasts.

         The sword dropped as her hands slowly moved up her body caressing the breasts. Her head snapped up, and her eyes looked straight at him. He swallowed hard, and felt himself become quite hot, between his legs something had stirred, fast and hot even in the cold of the bright morning. She with one hand, urged him towards her. "Hurry, you don't have a....ohh god!"

        THAT spurred him closer. As he moved towards the woman she pulled his hand close, putting it on her right breast. His erection sprung to attention within moment, as he felt the hot flesh even through the dress. And, slowly, he felt the flesh began to rise beneath it.

        It seemed to pulse, as if given its own heartbeat, and with every pulse seemed to push his hand further and further away from her succulent chest, her nipples standing proud and erect as they grew slightly larger. Feeling a bit brave, he put his hand on the other breast as well, trying to push against them as they grew,and with no luck as the firm breasts still kept their immaculate shape, surging farther into his hands and gaining the size of a small cantelope as it finally stopped.

        After a few minutes of shallow, heaving breaths, she looked up to him, and shook her head, a slow smirk dawning on her face as her hands reached up, and slowly pulled them off hers, picking up his sword one-handed and tossing it to him. She then looked down, and swore in three different languages, none of which he could understand, before she looked up.

        "I swear these things get bigger every time...soon I won't even walk any more..." She said with a slight sigh, before looking at the demon, and walking towards the small town, towards the inn where she'd left her things. "Just be two boobs and a body attached...are you keeping up with me Slim?" This brought him back to the present. If this was not the girl who all the boys in town lusted after...then where was she? And who on Earth was this goddess he stood next to?

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        "So...ah....who are you?" He said quickly, trying to remember the fact that the woma was changing no more than 4 feet away from him. "You're new to these parts..." He heard a slight grunt from the other side of the curtain, followed by 'Bloody corsets....' and his face turneda dark red color. "Miss?"

         "I'm fine, I'm fine..." She murmured quickly, looking up at the girl sighing a bit, as she came out, a pair of tights that left nothing to the imagination as his eyes drew up her toned form, and a loose tunic, her large breasts still perky, the nipples pointing proudly towards him as they sat under the shirt.

       FInally she looked up to him, a smirk on her face. "Now...you were saying something along the lines of 'who are you, where has the other girl gone, right?'" She pulled up a chair, her hazel eyes looking towards the man. "The girl's fine...her parents hired me, because tey knew there was a demon after her, and I killed it....it's what I do, I'm a freelance demon hunter by trade. The name's Gabrielle L'Angelo, by the way."

         His eyes still ended up at his chest, and she noticed where his eyes were going, and grinned a bit, moving softly in the chair as the soft flesh jiggled slightly beneath the shirt. He felt his knees grow weak and sat down immedaitely, then looked back up to her. She laughed a bit, leaning back. "This came from another demon...I'd slayed it about a fortnight ago...and well...he cursed me. My breasts will grow bigger after every kill, until I end up immobile..." She looked to him, and shrugged a bit. "For now it's fun...but....when it gets harder to move, I'm going to have to find an antidote or something." She said softly, watching them.

         His eyes were still locked on her nipples, which, during the conversation, had slowly hardened, due to the cold and possibly something more. Without warning, she looked up to him, after staring at her breasts, and grinned.

         "You...can touch them, if you want..." She said, a trace of desire in her voice as she spoke to him, gave him the thing he'd been lusting for since he fell off of his horse. He moved closer, and, with trembling fingers, groped her large breasts softly as she moaned, the nipples hard beneath his fingers even as the soft flesh grew warm, swelling slightly in arousment as she arched to his touch.

       Before they could get any further, the door burst open, and Gabrielle was on her feet in an instant. "Sorry to intrude upon the lady...but there are a few of those things outside..." She lookedup to him, eyes widening.

         "...A few?" She said softly, biting her lip, and nodding. "Right...just...just give me a few moments." The man nodded, closing the door behind him. She looked up to the man, and tilted her head. "What is your name?" She said softly, before, out of a satchel towards the back, she grabbed a longsword, and strapped it to her back, separating the two breasts from each other and making both of them stand out clearly.

         "Jonathan...I...won't this immobolize you...you'll have to kill all of them, and then..."

         "Yeah....yeah...unless I don't end up killing them..." She said, smiling a bit, and sighing. "Ah well, a gal's job is never done," She said, smiling a bit, before turning and moving out the door. Jonathan watched her leave, and shook her head. He couldn't just sit around, and watch those breasts--...her... fight those things off alone. With the unsheathing of his sword, he went into battle as well, quickly following after her.

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         As he opened the door to the tavern, A demon plowed into the side of it with Gabi landing on top, raising the sword above her head. As she was about to strike. He moved just in time, cutting it's head off before she could slam the sword through its heart. She looked up to him, a grin across her face, as she kissed him softly on the cheek. "Thank you..." She said softly, before running back out to deal with the other four.

         After a good hour of facing off against these things, they were down to one, who, angered by the death of his allies, seemed to fight even harder against them. Gabi finally managed to get the thing down, narrowly missing getting clawed to death, before she looked to Jonathan, winking as she set up to stab this one as well, and bringing the sword down.

         Jonathan sat back, and grinned, waiting for her to kill off this one. He knew that one more growth spurt couldn't hurt that much...and if this led to what he thought it led to..well...even better. He smirked, moving towards her after she killed it. She looked up, one of her eyebrows raised at him.

         "Didn't want me to get away scotch free, eh?" She said, smirking, pulling her sword out of its chest, before she dropped it, moaning in pleasure. He smimled a bit. Show time...

         He grinned, moving towards her as she dropped to the snow, urging him closer. She gasped, a light sweat breaking out onto her face, as beneath the fabric, her breasts began to grow, pulling the loose shirt tighter and tighter as her succulent breasts grew larger, the dusky tan color evident through the shirt.

         Her dark nipples hardened, and he inhaled sharply, rubbing his thumbs around her now thumb sized nipples, as they pulsed again towards his fingers, the shirt becoming too tight against her chest, she arched, moaning in pain as the nipples strained against the fabric.

         "I'm...I'm going to burst!!" She shouted, moaning as the shirt tore open, her mammoth breasts bursting through the fabric, both breasts now the size of his head. Finally, they stopped, leaving her gasping for breath, staring up at him, and grinning.

         "'Tis..." He gulped a bit, staring at all the flesh that had amassed upon the woman's chest. "Certainly a change...for the better." He said softly, looking down to her, and grinning, his erection hot and bulging from his pants.

         She smirked a bit, looking up to him and grinning. "Certainly..." She said softly, and pulled him close, kisisng him deeply, her chest pressing into his. Her eyes locked on his, and she smiled against the kiss. Why not? She had some time to kill...