----CREDITS----

Writing:
I wrote the majority of breast queen vol 2  in the original addventure thread and secret_storm wrote the rest. The beginning in the addventure was written by shendude, but I rewrote it in this newer version.

Editing:
As you can plainly tell, this is much more edited then the first breast queen. I spent much more time proof-reading, correcting grammar, and working on my story's cohesion then with the first. Unfortunately for my readers, I am not very good at editing so please forgive me for any incorrect grammar that you may see. But I promise you, you should find this to be a better story then the original sequel or at the least (shudder) then the first breast queen.

Graphics:
I used wordart and my tng font to create the title. Unlike the first story, which had a well morphed image of our protagonist, there were no morphs that I could find which would fit in the context of this story.

Special Thanks:
-the_secret_storm, without you, there wouldn't have been a sequel. You proved to be an able cowriter, though not a very good editor :-)
-the addventure, I find it to be fertile ground for drafting or even writing, and its a good place to collab on stories
-Microsoft word- aside from the fact you're a full featured word processor- without your spelling and grammar check, several words would still be spelled incorrectly. But the same help is not quite offered from grammar check -.-.

Wrapping it up:
If you want to write with me (good quality writers only or above), or if you want to morph or draw something for a story that I may be writing, send an email here: uhvenochc@yahoo.com

Breast queen 1 (unedited):
http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/584/584480.html

Breast queen 2 (unedited):
http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/585/585851.html

End of Breast Queen:
http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/594/594761.html



















































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































SECRET EASTER EGG! This part was unused in the revised version takes place when the soldiers are storming the bridge.

She aimed the rifle at her chest, looked to the people approching her and pulled the trigger, she felt her chest growing bigger, stretching her uniform, she was overcome with an wave of orgasms, making her body convulse and shake with each climax. Her trousers began to rip as her ass expanded. her spare hand began to massage her emerging breasts 

There was a fight between the desire to pleasure herself and her normal mind, she finally lost grip on the rifle, but not before her uniform had ripped, revealing full breasts with large engorged nipples. She pulled her self up to standing, each movement nearly bringing her to ecstacy she stood legs apart, still working out her new centre of gravity, thoughts raced through her head, breasts, obedience, the queen, pleasure. The nearest busty crewmember looked to the captain, "My Queen?" she asked, her eyes glazed over with lust. 

As the crewmember said that a thought passed through the captains head that made her blood rush, the thought of becoming a new Queen. "Yes, and I order you to shoot me, all of you, you" the sex crazed women all brought their weapons up, some of them licking their lips and fired. The Captain screamed at the top of her lungs with pleasure, "YEEESSSS, OH GODD YESS!" as her breasts ballooned out, they reached her belly button, her waist, her knees, milk gushed from her nipples, spraying across the bridge. Her hair seemed to grow, reaching her ass which was also flaring out. Her hips were about four foot across and her ass cheeks were like two halves of a football. The phasers one by one ran out of energy and stopped. 

The Captain stood there, her breasts sticking out and reaching down to just above her knees, her ass flared out and shook with every step, which felt like she was fingering herself whenever she moved. She looked around to the soldiers, "Bow to your Queen," she said putting on a demanding voice, which gave her another rush of pleasure. They fell to their knees, some began to rub their breasts. This rush of power felt good to the captain, her mind was torn between replacing Seven as Queen, and the other to reclaiming the ship. Either way, she had to take down Seven