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�� Pre-script: Apologies for being a year late in the finishing of this chapter. Work, life and writers block conspired against me. Many thanks to all those who commented on the previous two as without you I probably wouldn�t have put forth the time and effort to get this chapter done. If you like this chapter as well please let me know that you want to see me continue and possibly finish the story with chapter 4.

Note: Anything written in this here font shalt be pronounced in a faux-Elizabethan accent, by order of the King, savvy?
�� Apologies in advance to non-native English readers who have trouble with any of the dialog.

Fitting in at the Ren Faire �by Coffee Pilot

Chapter 3 part 1 � Trouble in the �Real World�

This Monday was going about as good for Maria as last week�s. First off, she was running late because she couldn�t help but get herself off in the shower. Secondly, her nice new 34C bra she�d bought last week was uncomfortably small. She�d tried squeezing her DD cup breasts into it but it was both painful and totally obvious that it didn�t fit. Finally, there was nothing in her closet that she felt looked good for work! It was strange, last week there had been plenty of outfits she liked but now they all seemed bland, even weird. �I mean, why do I have so many pairs of shirts and pants? I�m a woman, why don�t I have more dresses?�

After pulling most of her wardrobe down onto the floor in disgust, she saw only one tolerable option. �Fuck it,� she cried out, and began putting on her serving wench dress. Sure it was lower class, but at least it made her appear feminine. Also it let her get away with not having to wear a bra; the bodice providing all the support her breasts needed.

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�� Walking into Huffner and Associates she got a very odd look from the receptionist in the lobby. Maria gave the girl an equally odd look back, as she was a wearing a decidedly unfeminine pantsuit. �How strange for them to let the receptionist dress as a man like that,� thought Maria.

�� Having arrived just after the start of work, Maria didn�t run into any of her coworkers on her way in, as they were all busy slaving away in their cubicles. Settling down in her own, she opened up AutoCAD on one monitor and Firefox on the other. While she put in a minimal effort to qualify as �work�, she busily looked up various outfits on the web. She tried various name-brand clothing sites. Now and then she�d find a cute skirt, top, or dress, but for the most part she was quite unimpressed by the selection. �What is it with modern fashion?� she wondered aloud. Soon a growing number of her browsing tabs found their way to the websites of various renaissance garb makers and distributers. Unfortunately her work blocked the checkout process for online retailers, so all Maria could do was browse and get ideas about what to buy later.

�� Hey Maria! How are you, woah!� Steve did a double take as he saw how Maria was dressed.

�� Oh, good morrow Steven,� Maria greeted him cordially, �how fair thee this morning?�

�� Ummmmm�.,� Steve furrowed his brow in puzzlement, both at Maria�s dress and speech. �What�s up Maria? That�s quite the outfit you have on.�

�� Oh this? Twas the only thing I could find to wear, I, umm, had trouble wit me laundry over the weekend.� Why was she talking in her faux accent?

�� What�s with the English accent? You getting ready for a play or something?�

�� Maria felt embarrassed, for some reason she was stuck in the Elizabethan speech that she�d been practicing all weekend. She was trying to talk normally but it kept coming out in the King�s English. She took a deep breath and focused, concentrating on the words as she said them.

�� Sorry Steve, I must be hanging out at the Ren-Faire too much.�

�� I guess so. You might want to keep a low profile with that dress on, management might not find it very �professional�, you know? Anyway, I was just swinging by to see if you�d be interested in going out tonight for some drinks after work. What d�ya think?�

�� Maria bit her lower lip as she thought. She knew she�d love to get banged by Steve again, but was it such a good idea? Not that she cared much about office gossip but she didn�t exactly want to become known as the office slut. Then again, as long as it was just with Steve they could totally be seen as a legitimate dating couple; so long as Steve was honorable and wasn�t bragging to his buddies about how easy she was.

�� I�ll tell you what,� Steve said seeing that she was debating how to answer, �you pick the place. Wherever you want, it doesn�t even have to be drinks, it could just be dinner or coffee or something,� he hoped that she�d be honest with him, no matter her response.

�� No, no! Drinks are good,� Maria burst out, �I love drinking. Dancing is great too, I love to show off!� I just need to get some new clothes first. And afterwards we can fuck again!� Maria stared at Steve like a deer caught in headlights. Did she just really say that? Why the hell did she just say that? She hoped for a moment that that she�d just thought that last sentence in her head, but soon the embarrassed expression on Steve�s face told her otherwise.

�� Uhhh, yeah,� said a stunned Steve. �Lets just keep things��professional for now, at least while we�re at work.� He leaned in closer to Maria, �these cubicles aren�t exactly soundproof, you know?� he said before kissing her on the forehead and walking off.

�� Maria just sat in her chair motionless, in a state of shock. Sure she�d said exactly what she wanted, but how could she be so insanely forward like that? Was she really becoming that impulsive, or had Steve somehow triggered whatever curse or spell she was under? Either way, it looked like she was definitely going out tonight. She�d have to get ready.

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�� Maria�s behavior was both puzzling and concerning to Steve. As he got himself coffee in the break room he wondered if he should say anything. He didn�t want to get Maria in trouble, but at the same time if he was to continue seeing her it might look bad if she started getting into trouble, especially since he was senior to her. Most importantly though; he didn�t want anything to jeopardize his apparently good chance of getting lucky again. He decided to play it cool for now and just try to make sure Maria didn�t have any direct contact with management.

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�� At noon, Maria took her lunch-break and again headed to the mall to buy new clothes. Determined not to waste her income from the weekend on anything but proper faire garb, she found herself looking through clearance racks for a good deal. She found her newly refined sense of fashion made it quite difficult to find things to her liking. Finally, in Eddie Bauer of all places, she found a long natural colored linen skirt somewhat similar to the one she was wearing but with more elegant stitching and a tighter, more professional fit. She also grabbed a light blue, short-sleeved cotton top with ruffles and pleating. Together they made an outfit that though modern, had the look and style of something a middle-ages working girl might wear. All she needed now was a bra that fit.

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�� Maria exited Victoria�s Secret the owner and wearer of a new 34DD bra. Her breasts easily filled its cups and she was more than a little nervous about outgrowing it as quickly as she had the last one. �It would be kinda nice not to have to worry about bras,� she thought while walking through the mall, �maybe they had the right idea back then with bodices and corsets, those definitely give you a lot more lee-way in fit.�

Maria had deliberately picked out a bra that while giving good support and pushing her breasts up, was still flexible and allowed her breasts some bounce. �Maybe I should have gotten something a little more conservative for work? I could have gotten like a sports bra and then people wouldn�t ask so many questions.� The image of her going into work looking plain and normal with her breasts secretly squashed flat under a sports bra went through her mind. She mulled it over for maybe a second before rejecting it outright. �Gah! No! Why would I do that? It�s not like I have something to be ashamed of. They�re all natural, it�s not like I went out and got a boob job, I can show them off if I want to!�

With that thought she reached her arms back behind her head and stretched, deliberately showing off for a passing pack of high-school boys to see. Her chest pushing out and exaggerating her cleavage as the teens pretended not to stare. She continued walking past as they turned and watched her skirt swishing over her tight butt. She winced a little, feeling their hormone-fueled desire upon her. Summoning her will she kept walking, enjoying the sensation of her nipples stiffening.

Strolling down the long hall back to the entrance she�d parked near, Maria expected the feelings to die down. Instead she felt a warm tingling in her butt. Glancing back nonchalantly, she saw the group of boys was following her at a discreet distance; their eye�s apparently transfixed by her ass! Trying not to panic, Maria tried to make her gait as plain as possible; however, she couldn�t help herself from sauntering like a model going down the runway. Her butt felt warm, like she was sitting on a heated seat. Little by little, she could feel her plain black panties getting tighter and tighter. It tickled a bit as her butt cheeks swelled ever so slightly, causing her panties to creep back across her sensitive skin. She also felt her tight skirt now swishing more noticeable over her growing ass cheeks as she hurriedly exited the mall and made a beeline for her car. Thankfully, the teens didn�t follow.

�Bloody hell!?� she cried out once she was safely in her car. Maria definitely felt a bit more cushion from her butt as she sat in the car. Her nipples were also still noticeable erect, though thankfully hidden by her bra, and her pussy was beginning to leak through her panties which felt in danger of becoming more like a glorified thong.

�It�s never happened that fast before! I mean I could actually feel my butt getting bigger!� She prayed that it was something to do with the strong desire of several teenage boys and that the spell wasn�t getting worse. �At least I kept my cool, right?� she reasoned, �Not like I went and pulled them into the restroom to fuck�.� Her mind drifted for a second to images of sex with one or more virile teenage studs before pulling itself back to reality. �Right-O, everything be fine now, best be back off to work.� And with that, Maria started her car and headed out of the parking lot, half thinking about work and half thinking how good it was to drive an automatic as it left one hand free to massage her groin.

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Back at work, Steve was stunned by Maria�s beauty as she returned from her lunch break. She�d been looking good earlier, but the odd outfit she�d been wearing had distracted him from her body. Now her tight fitting top prominently displayed the shape of her breasts while only revealing enough skin and cleavage to be tasteful, yet entrancing. The ankle length skirt showed no skin at all, but was so tight at the hips as to leave nothing to the imagination. As Maria walked her hips and butt cheeks took turns, alternately pulling the fabric tight on one side then the other, so that for a moment one could make out every line and curve on a particular side. Was it just him or did her ass seem more shapely then before? �Must just be the new skirt,� he mused. He also noticed that Maria seemed flushed; her cheeks and neck area were red like she�d been exercising or out in the summer heat too long.

�Hey Maria! Can I get you a glass of water? You look hot�

She turned and smiled mischievously at him, �Why thank ye Steven,� she said sauntering up to him. �I feeeeeel hot too,� she whispered into his hear. Maria pulled back before he could answer, leaving him wide-eyed at her unexpected come-on. She then twirled a 360 in place a few feet in front of him; her skirt dancing seductively over her hips and ass. Her breasts bouncing slightly under her shirt.

�Do thee like me new work outfit? I thought twas conservative enough. Doth thou agree?� Steve could feel himself getting hard watching her. He wondered why she was doing the accent again, but let it slide.

�Uhh, yeah Maria, it looks great on you. Let me go get you that water�.� He hurried off to the break room as Maria made her way to her desk. She hummed loudly to herself, causing several other coworkers to turn and watch her stroll past their cubicles. �It�s like I just can�t help but try to make myself the center of attention,� she thought while enjoying the feeling of several men ogling her body as she went by.

Upon reaching her own cubicle she plopped down into her comfy office chair, again noting the increased cushion in her rear. She let out a loud sigh. �Its tough work being so sexy, I don�t know how other women endure it!� Grabbing a manila folder she began fanning herself. Leaning back in her chair she fanned her face and chest, then pulled up the top of her skirt and tried to fan a breeze down to cool off her crotch. It felt good having the edge taken off the heat still emanating from her pussy. She shivered as the juices she�d leaked out evaporated off her thighs.

As Steve came round to give Maria her water he almost dropped the glass upon seeing her. Her eyes had a dreamy look to them as one hand help up her skirt and the other fanned a breeze down into the void. He was shocked that he could see straight down into her crotch, where her panties were pulled tight around her pussy lips, giving her a massive camel toe.

�Maria!!� He exclaimed in a hushed but firm whisper. Looking around he thankfully saw that no one else could see her. He rushed in and grabbed her left hand, pulling her skirt back down to her waist. �What the hell are you doing? Do you want to get fired?�

�Oi! Steven, mmmm,sorry. I just felt so hot I could not help me-self.�

�Well why didn�t you go to the bathroom?! Here, drink your water.� He handed her the glass which she promptly chugged down. �Now try to get some work done so we can both get out of here at a decent time.�

�Oh, jolly-good point Steven. I dunna want to miss our date.� She winked at him as he backed off, a concerned look on his face.

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�� Later that night, Steve looked down at the naked woman lying out next to him. The date had gone ok; well, it had gone great if you counted getting a good fuck the measure of a date. Maria had definitely been more than a little odd at the bar though. All she wanted to talk about was the middle-ages. When he tried to talk about work she�d start going on about medieval architecture. When he complimented her dress she wouldn�t shut up about renaissance fashion. And every now and then she�d slip into that strange Ren-Faire accent of hers until he said something. Even stranger, as long as Steve tried to keep a conversation going Maria completely went along with it, albeit with her eclectic choice of topics. As soon as he started flirting with her though, she started coming on strong; really strong. Maria had gone from ranting about the wonders of ancient craftsmanship to luridly spelling out the details of what she wanted him to do to her like a phone-sex girl in a matter of minutes. And no sooner had Steve idly imagined her boobs naked than she started luridly playing with them and pushing them together to show off her cleavage.

�� Now he stared at her naked body. It was definitely not the same woman he�d slept with last week.� Her breasts were larger, her ass was fuller, and she was taller and more trim. There was no way she could have this much cosmetic surgery done in such a short time and not miss work or have any scars. Plus, how could she get taller? Something strange was going on, and he was going to try to figure it out.

�� My Lord, thou art a good screw,� cooed Maria as she opened her eyes. �But methinks thee could go another round.� Steven realized that his cock had indeed hardened while he�d been pondering the evening. Not needing any prompting, Maria got up on her knees, then lowered her swollen pussy onto his member. Steve noted now that it too had changed from last week, she took his dick in with no resistance, then as she settled down on him she leaned back and her pussy literally grabbed him tight. Earlier he�d been on top and in charge, but now he just lay there on his back, looking up in awe at the large breasted sex goddess that he�d been fucking all night. Her labia looked fat and swollen around his dick, almost lewd, as she grinded away with her powerful vaginal muscles. Her hands were constantly squeezing her breasts and tweaking her nipples, while all the time she squealed and moaned at the top of her voice. As she worked them both to orgasm Steve could tell that at this moment he was simply a warm body to fulfill Maria�s carnal desires.

�� After they�d both come, Maria passed out on top of him, her pussy still wrapped around him and leaking more far pussy juice than the small amount of cum he�d given this, their third time tonight. Steve fell asleep thinking, �Yeah, this might be great sex, but I�ve got to get to the bottom of this.�

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�� Well dash it all, now what?� Maria wondered aloud. It was Thursday evening and Steve had just called to inform her that he couldn�t go out with her tonight. Tuesday she�d spent internet shopping at home; it was amazing how much really great renaissance garb one could find online. Last night she�d practiced dancing with Sonja and the girls. She had been hoping for another night like Monday; having a fun time out at a bar or club with Steve, then coming home to have sex. Changing clothes in front of her mirror she looked herself over; the thought occurred that with her body the way it was she could easily go out by herself and find some cute guy to give her a good fuck. She closed her eyes and imagined some hot young stud pounding away at her pussy, her hand unconsciously coming up to tweak a nipple. The she stopped and opened her eyes. �I hope this curse or whatever isn�t turning me into some kind of crazed sex addict,� she thought.

�� What to do, what to do? She wanted to go out somewhere and flaunt her dance skills, but she didn�t want to end up getting in some strangers apartment getting banged by one or more random guys.

�� I�ve got an idea,� she said with a wry smile. Already down to her underwear, Maria proceeded to strip naked. First unhooking and tossing aside her bra, freeing her firm 34DD cup breasts. Then she hooked her thumbs into her panties and slid them over her wide hips and ass. She guessed that she was now roughly a 40-24-38. It still entranced her that her hips were now much wider than her shoulders; she�d always been a bit of a beanpole before. Kicking her panties aside, she plopped down onto her sofa and began to masturbate. With one hand she fondled her breasts and the other massaging her snatch, it didn�t take long to get herself dripping wet. She began to furiously grind her large engorged clit as it protruded from its hood; her vagina clenching in and out on a penis that wasn�t there. �I�ve got to get myself a dildo,� she thought. She panted heavily, mouth hanging open and eyes rolled back, until after a minute she brought herself to a quick, but delightful orgasm.

�� Maria reveled in the pleasure for a few minutes till it had fully passed, then sat up so she could insert her hand up to the wrist into her well lubed pussy. This time getting off while enjoying the sensation of having something filling her, giving her cunt something to grab onto. All the while her other hand busily rubbed, tweaked, and groped her nipples and tits. Oh how she loved having such full, firm breasts and such erogenous nipples.

�� After coming enough times to satisfy her body�s desires, Maria stumbled into the shower. She started nice and warm, too comfortably wash all the sweat and juices from her skin. After a few minutes, she dialed it down colder and colder, till it felt like being out in a cold rain storm. This, she reasoned, would shock any remaining lust from her system while making her fully alert and in command of her faculties for her night out alone. After drying off she pondered which outfit to wear; the modern dress she�d bought in town or her belly dancing costume she�d bought at the Faire Sunday.

�� Well,� she said to herself, �if I�m going out dancing I should really wear a dancing outfit, right?� Plus, the Ren-Faire garb just kind of called out to her, like she belonged in it. With that she got dressed and was out the door.

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�� Maria had been out driving for awhile. She couldn�t quite remember where the club Steve had taken her to was, so she was just driving rather aimlessly around the local night-life district, looking for something inviting.

�� Amateur Night - $300 in prizes� the big sign said. That was enough to make Maria pull over. Parking she saw that it was a �Gentleman�s Club.� She smiled, thinking, �awesome, I can get in free, show off my dance skills, AND make money!�

�� Walking up to the entrance she was quickly ushered in by a bouncer and directed to the sign in table. As she waited in line she noticed a poster: �Grand Prize - $150 and a job offer.� Maria wondered first �what a great job, dancing for a living,� then, �wait, I already have a great job, I�m an architect!� Finally she thought, �if only I could do both, and even better, at the Ren-Faire, too bad that can�t happen�.�

�� You gonna dance in that outfit honey?� the sign-in girl, who looked to be one of the regular dancers, said while gesturing to Maria in her belly-dancing costume.

�� Why yes, do you think it�s too much?�

�� Well I�ve seen stranger things. You�ll get a good response so long as most or all of it comes off at some point, ya know?�

�� Ohh! Well I hadn�t planned on that but I suppose I could do so if that�s what you wish.�

�� Babe, its amateur night, do what you feel comfortable doing. Have fun. Good luck.� With that Maria was taken backstage to wait her turn. Maria soon noticed that she was definitely showing the least skin of any girl here. Most wore bikinis or short-shorts and a tank top; some even had on kinky lingerie. A few even bigger boobs that she. �I suppose I will have to take some off to make a good show.�

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�� Next up, give a big hand for Maria!� called out the MC. Maria twirled out onto the stage, grabbing the pole with one hand and swinging herself around it. Her skirt twirled around her wildly. She proceeded to go into a combination belly/pole dancing routine that just seemed to come to her on the fly, much as dancing had before at the Faire. The crowd was entranced by her beauty and moves, but she could feel they wanted more; and was more than happy to give it to them.

�� Moving to the front of the stage, swaying her hips rhythmically side to side, Maria hooked her thumbs into either side of her skirt and slowly began pulling it down and over her hips. The crowd cheered as the her shapely thighs, ass, and legs were revealed little by little, until the skirt passed around her hips and quickly fell to the floor. Now just her tight black panties covered her groin as she spun and shook her ass.

�� Continuing her routine, Maria could feel the gazes being directed at her tits and ass. She began to get more sexual with her moves; deliberately shaking her boobs back and forth, slapping her ass, and leaning far forward so men could see down her top.

�� As she danced she could feel the crowd�s eyes upon her. She could feel what they desired. Slowly but surely, the familiar warm feeling crept into her body, focused mostly on her chest. �Oh my, some people want them even bigger? Should I stay out here?� she thought. �I guess it wouldn�t hurt to be a little bigger, how bad could it be? Besides this feels reeeeally good.�

�Ever so slowly she could feel her boobs swelling. It was so slow that those in the crowd didn�t even realize it was happening, but Maria could feel it. It felt soooo good, the feeling of them growing. It was the feeling of fitting in, of becoming the ideal woman. Her body really was doing whatever it took to make her fit the ideals of those around her, and Maria loved it. Body and mind, it felt like she was getting high off the crowds desires.

The feeling in her breasts itself was rather strange. At first she could feel her skin stretching exceedingly tight, almost painfully so. The flesh underneath felt full, almost bloated, kind of like when she�d had a bad period. But the uncomfortableness was fleeting. Soon Maria could feel the pleasurable effects of endorphins pumping through her body. It felt like when her pussy got engorged before sex, only centered on her boobs. She could feel her skin stretching and growing. She could feel blood pumping through them as they began to swell. Her nipples grew erect and sensitive. They would have been painfully erect underneath her top except all the endorphins turned her feelings of pain to pleasure. The tiny thin top was barely thick enough to mask her nipples when soft, now they and her swelling areola created two large tents plainly visible to all the spectators. What was less obvious was that even after becoming fully erect, Maria�s nipples continued to slowly swell. Her nipples felt hot, and she could feel that area of sensory overload growing wider and thicker, as her areola spread out and puffed up, pushing her nipples further away from her breasts.

It was getting hard to take. It felt awesome, but the pressure of her nipples against her top was becoming unbearable. Constantly shaking and swaying to the music only made it worse as her tits bounced around under her top. �Fuck it, this top has to come off or I�m gonna go crazy!� With that she grabbed the cups of her brassiere with both hands, pulled it over her head, and threw it to the side. Her now DDD cup boobs fell free, bouncing up and down once before returning to a spot slightly lower than her top had held them in, still firm and pert despite their increased size. The crowd went crazy, hooting and hollering in approval. Maria breathed a sigh of relief as her nipples were now free from the over stimulation they�d been enduring. She wondered what they looked like, but she was too busy dancing to pay any attention to her appearance.

Now she belly-danced in nothing put her panties. Her belly and breasts undulated like waves as she gyrated hypnotically. Her whole body began to feel erotic. The crowd�s lust was palpable, but thankfully her earlier ministrations allowed her to somehow keep herself under control. As the minutes ticked by, the warmth in her breasts continued, even seeming to spread throughout her body, though she couldn�t tell if that was the curse or just her own horniness. Soon she found herself spinning around the pole, then jumping up and slowly sliding down, hugging it with her barely covered cunt to grind away some of the tension inside her. Her panties now were practically a g-string, with the front soaked in pussy juice and sweat; almost failing to hide her fat pussy lips. In the back they perfectly framed her heart shaped ass-cheeks that while huge, looked tight enough to bounce a quarter off of.

All the while her breasts continued to swell. Almost imperceptibly slow, glistening with sweat, they pushed out further from her chest, capped by large areola almost 2 inches in diameter that puffed out slightly and were a sexy dark pink. Large dice size, erect nipples topped everything off, looking like they were begging for some lucky man to wrap his mouth around. Every now and then, Maria would cup her breasts and push them up and together; both to give people a good look at her cleavage and in an attempt to judge their size for herself. They were definitely getting heavier too; Maria could feel their increased weight tugging down on her chest. After being on stage for nearly 10 minutes, Maria had gone up 2 cup sizes. Finally she could take no more of the lust burning inside her. Bowing forward she blew farewell kisses to the crowd, her F cup breasts dangling several inches off her chest. She quickly collected her cast off clothes, and with a final twirl she retreated backstage. Behind her, the club erupted with cheers.

�You sure you�re an amateur babe? You did real good out there,� asked the handler as Maria pulled her clothes back on. The skirt felt a little snugger on her butt, the top was uncomfortably tight.

�No, I promise! I�ve never once gotten naked in front of a crowd like that. I can�t believe I did all that out there! But it sure felt good,� she said, beaming with enthusiasm.

Maria hung out with some of the other dancers for the rest of the night (after she got herself off in the bathroom to release some more tension). They drank and had pizzas at the bar. Feeling starved, Maria found herself devouring almost two just by herself to the other girls amazement. When they asked how she kept such a good figure eating like that she joked, �I think it all goes to my tits to be honest!� At the end of the evening she went home alone, proud of having made it through the night without a fuck, and happy to be $150 richer.

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Friday brought some troubles for Maria. She had tried to wear her 34DD bra to work, but within an hour it was cutting painfully into her F cup breasts. She�d taken it off, only to find that her breasts had finally reached the point where they became quite uncomfortable going long periods without support. Each one now weighed about 6 pounds; it was like having two heavy cantaloupes hanging off her! So again at lunch she�d have to go shell out for another bra. �Good thing I made that cash last night, I�m spending a fortune on bras!� Looking herself over in the restroom she could easily be a model now, but leaning towards the erotic variety. Her tits not only hung lower (standing straight up their bottoms threatened to go past the bottom of her ribcage) but pushed out another few inches from her torso. Her hips were slightly wider and her ass was definitely plumper. Her body had filled out a bit more, but it looked good. She had a perfect hourglass figure, her waist had thickened just enough to keep from being too thin in proportion to her hips. Her F cup breasts actually fit her 5�9� body perfectly, taking up most of the space on her chest. And was her hair longer too? She couldn�t tell if its increased length was just normal growth or not. She was quite happy with her body, though it would take some getting used to.

She also had to work really hard to not use her accent, it just kept slipping out! As much as it pained her not to show her body off, she spent most of the day in her cubicle. More and more it felt like her job was a prison sentence that she was forced to serve every weekday. Even the fun she had going out to dance clubs, pleasurable as it was, seemed like just something to distract her from the fact that she wasn�t where she wanted to be; at the faire. And she didn�t like having to hide her new sexy body to comply with silly workplace dress codes. Why couldn�t she just work the Faire every day!?

She came back from lunch frustrated. None of the mall stores had bras that fit her. Even Lane Bryant�s smallest F cup in stock was a 38. Apparently, few women as skinny as she had such voluminous breasts. They told her to try online, so she was left dealing with the weight of her unsupported breasts for the rest of the day.

By the afternoon Maria couldn�t even will herself to do real work anymore. She started up a new project in AutoCAD, so any casual glance at her monitor would give the appearance of work, and began creating a medieval castle town. At first it was just to distract her from boredom, but soon she was totally engrossed in her creation. Hours flew by. At some point Steve came by to check on her but she brushed him off without even looking at him. Steve was still concerned about her recent behavior, but at least she wasn�t fingering herself in her cubicle. From behind he failed to notice her further increased bust.

Eventually it was closing time. Looking over her work, Maria breathed a sigh of accomplishment. It was quite impressive. She�d literally created a little village from scratch. �If only I could get paid to do this. Heck, I�d do it for free if I could live at the Ren-Faire and get by on money from dancing.� She pondered this thought. Could she do that? That would be insane! Leaving her steady, well paying job to travel round the country dancing! But why not? She was miserable at her job. Why couldn�t she drop everything to go do what she loved, it wasn�t like she had a bunch of family and friends tying her down to this town.

Pulling out her cell phone, Maria dialed Sonja�s number. There was no response so she tried Sue; still nothing. �Well I�ll just drive out there and track them down myself!� She was on a mission. Maria knew she fit in at the Ren-Faire better than anywhere else and she was going to find out how to make it her life.

Chapter 3 part 2 � Be careful what you wish for.

Maria arrived at the Faire grounds wearing a new peasant dress that she�d ordered Tuesday. It had arrived that afternoon. �Bless thee UPS!� she�d exclaimed upon putting it on. The support from the bodice felt like heaven after the long day. The dress consisted of a hip length white chemise with a long orange skirt and green bodice. Sure it was practically unlaced up top and her boobs were practically exploding out like a couple of tightly clenched water balloons about burst (she�d ordered it to be just slightly tight and revealing�but that was when she was just a 34DD), but at least they were being held up by something. She�d just have to be careful as one wrong move and she�d have one of her fat nipples popping out. The visitor parking lot was empty, normal for a Friday night. She pulled into the employee lot, parked, and made her way to the tent the girls shared. Passing several other Faire folk as she walked, she received a number of pleasant �Evening m�lady�s and �Hallo�s. It was comforting, being accepted as someone who belonged there.

The tent was empty. �Hmm, they must be out practicing somewhere.� Leaving the bag of clothes she�d brought with her in the tent, Maria left to stroll around the grounds in search of Sonja.

��Can I be of service to thee deary?� came a manly voice. Startled, Maria turned to face a man she recognized as a knight from the jousts. He was tall, over 6 foot. He wore no armor, just his tights and a tunic emblazoned with his heraldry. The knight appeared to be going casual about camp.

�I��ummm. I be looking for me friends,� she replied, instinctively switching to her accent. The knight smiled at Maria.

�I am Sir William, what be the name that goes with thy beautiful face?� He was obviously looking her over. She spied a growing bulge in his tights.

�My name is Maria, and be that a codpiece, or art thou that exited by me?� she said in a bit of renaissance humor. He grinned.

�� It dawned on her that the only thing more sexually exciting to her than a hot man, was the feeling of having her body being shaped by the desires of a hot man. Dark thoughts began to swirl through her mind. She tried to dismiss them, to stamp them out and ignore them, but the more she tried the more she thought about them. She wanted to fuck and she wanted to do so while feeling as good as she did up on a stage. She wanted to become the perfect woman, to be the diva of the Renaissance Faire; adored and desired by all. Her mind started to grow foggy; her thinking starting to tunnel in and around the desire welling up inside her.

�� She sallied up in front of him, a hand reaching down and grasping his inner thigh, then feeling its way up to his groin where she gave the bulge there a firm stroke.

�� I thought you were looking for thy friends?� William said, his eyes lowering to take in the large F cup breasts and deep cleavage being presented to him.

The yearning for release began to consume Maria.

�They can wait. I see ye fancy my bosom, doth thee wish my it were larger?� she found herself saying. Maria couldn�t believe the words were coming out of her own mouth. She didn�t need any bigger breasts! F cups were huge enough as it was!

�Oh if only it were possible to improve on m�lady�s already bountiful assets.� Slowly the warm, tingling sensation began to build in her chest.� �Oh no, I need to stop this. But, mmmmm, God I�m so horny!� Maria�s heart began to pound, the blood rushing to her head.

�If thee want me assets, good Sir William, thee shalt have to take me somewhere more private.�� If I can seduce a knight so easily, I must be pretty hot stuff,� she mused.

�As you wish,� he replied, bringing up her hand to his mouth so he could delicately kiss it, before leading her to his tent.

The tent was small, about size of a small bedroom, but well made out of brightly colored materials as would befit a knight of modest means but good lineage. Maria saw his armor and weapons neatly arranged in one corner next to a well crafted full length mirror. A bed most assuredly of non-renaissance making took up most of one side. It was covered in luxurious blankets and pillows. Maria wondered how many other maidens he�d bed in it before her.

�I, I want thee to know that I be not so forward normally, it be just.., lately�.,� Maria stammered. She lusted for him, and she could feel he felt the same for her, but there was a nagging feeling that she was losing control of her actions. That she was becoming a creature beholden to desire.

��Tis something wrong, beautiful? Be not afraid of thy feelings. We should enjoy them, yes? Thou art truly most fair maidens I have ever seen at this Faire.� The compliment was like wine to Maria; it tasted good, fulfilled her, and loosened her up further. She began to undress, slowly; making a show of it as she realized she had just as much power over the knight as he over her.

�Tell me, good Sir William, how thee adore my breasts,� Maria cooed as she slipped out of the confines of her bodice, her breasts falling lower against her chest within the tight chemise top.

�They are quite lovely, lass, quite shapely and umm..,� he stammered as Maria grabbed her breasts through the chemise and hefted them up, puffing her chest out to accentuate their size, nipples clearly erect and tenting the material noticeably. So much material was taken up covering her breasts that the chemise was pulled up and out, exposing her belly button.

�Do not be coy,� she giggled, �you love them for they be so large. Mmmmmm,� Maria closed her eyes and moaned, �and I can tell you like them big because I can feel it!� Maria squeezed her breasts, feeling them again becoming extra firm and tender yet joyfully erogenous as they once more began to slowly swell. William looked on in amazement at the show he was getting. This was proving to be far better than the normal maiden he brought to bed who would just lie down and have him do everything.

Unwilling to take both hands off her breasts, Maria slid her left down and began tugging at her skirt, trying to get it off. This proved difficult as not only were her hips wider but the skirt itself was very tight around her thickened, muscular waist.

�My dear William, would you be so kind as to remove my skirt.� She turned around to show her backside as he eagerly approached her, grabbing the skirt squatting down to pull it all the way off, which brought him face to face with Maria�s full, firm ass. She deliberately gyrated her hips a bit, both to help him free her ass from the skirt and to draw it to his full attention. �As you see I am much more than breasts, doth thou like mine ass?�

�Why, yes Maria,� replied William, ��tis both far more shapely and womanly than most young maidens but also far more tight and firm than that of a more mature woman.�

She turned again, so that he was face to face with her pussy, held captive behind a tight black thong (she�d given up on panties after last night), which was beginning to drip with juices.�

�I�ve got to stay in control,� she thought, �got to keep my focus.� She reached down a hand and caressed Williams face. �You must earn thy reward good Sir,� she said, dragging her fingers over his lips, then bringing them back to her thong. Maria deftly pulled the thong off her waist, exposing her pussy, while she reached with her other hand behind Williams head to coax him in. William had never seen such a large pussy before. It was like this woman�s entire body was built for sex. Not needing any more encouragement he wrapped his tongue around the erect clitoris which stuck out like a third nipple.

�Ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!� cried out Maria. She quickly lost the strength in her legs and collapsed backwards onto the bed. She clenched down with her fingers at the sheets with one hand, the other still holding onto Williams head. �God yes! Ohhh! Yes!� she moaned as William ministered to her. Continuing to tongue her clit he brought up a hand and plunged it deep into the folds of her fat pussy. Realizing the tent had thing walls, and not wanting to be known as a complete strumpet, Maria looked for a way to hold back her cries. Looking down, she saw the answer. She let go of the sheets and grabbed her left breast and pushed it to her mouth. It was easy now that they were so big. Immediately she was lost in the dual pleasures of having her cunt eaten and her tit sucked on at the same time. It felt so strange having her own nipple in her mouth. It was like a big pacifier that felt both wonderful to suck on, and to be sucked on. Her heart raced. She could almost feel her own breast growing within her mouth as she sucked on it. Down below the sensations from her nethers were indescribable, like they were on fire with pleasure! As she orgasmed her entire body shook. She sucked in as much tit-flesh into her mouth as she could and bit down to the point of pain to keep from screaming out with ecstasy.

William withdrew from Maria�s groin with his mouth and hands covered in her juices. He looked with amazement at the gaping hole that was her vagina as it slowly pulsed open and shut. Her clit was a bright pink color clashing with shades of brown from the pussy lips around and below it. Looking up he saw Maria�s right breast heaving up and down on her chest, her red lips still wrapped around the left as she recovered. She had a wild, slightly feral look to her as she pulled the huge breast from her mouth. There was a look in her eyes of pure carnal lust. He also noticed her left nipple had puffed up to a good 1/2 inch long and wide from her sucking, the large areola around it also engorged.

�Well?!?! Good knight,� she panted, �off with thy pants and get that fine cock o� thine inside me!� She commanded him in a fierce tone filled with desire. Obligingly he quickly stripped, revealing a hard 8� cock to match the rest of his manly physique. �My Lord, I am honored to be with one so well endowed! �Tis been trouble of late finding a cock to properly fulfill me.�

�The honor is mine, beautiful Maria. For thou art truly a wonder to behold.� He smiled as a deftly slid his cock into her cunt. Indeed it slid in far easier than normal, with Maria releasing a long, pleased moan of pleasure instead of the shrill cry of pain he�d often hear from other maidens. As he began to grind into her, his gaze was again captured by her large breasts as they began bouncing with the rhythm of their hips. Maria saw where his eyes were and smiled

�You love them, do you not my Lord? Do please play with them as you wish. Truly my bosom aches with desire and if you do not minister to them it shalt became unbearable!�

�� Needing no further encouragement William reached forward and grasped a breast in each hand. Squeezing them together he could feel warmth radiating from them.� He reveled in their firm fullness but as he spread his fingers noted the tit-flesh was still soft enough to bubble out slightly between his fingers every time he squeezed them. Looking back to Maria�s face her eyes were wide and she�d brought a hand up into her mouth to stifle any moans. It was funny how she�d joked about her breasts getting bigger before. They almost did seem bigger. �Wouldn�t that be nice,� he mused while continuing to massage them, �I do love big breasts.�

�� Oh god I feel like I�m on fire! This is heavenly!� thought Maria. �I just hope�ohhhhhh�.that I don�t regret this. I wonder how big he�ll make me?� Indeed Maria�s breasts were swelling larger.� Like two balloons on a faucet that was just open a drip, it was too slow to notice. But with every beat of Maria�s heart, every pump from Sir William�s cock, and every second he stared at them with pure desire, they grew.

�� After a few minutes of fucking William decided to see how sensitive those huge nipples really were. Leaning forward he brought Maria�s right breast up to meet his mouth, and sucked up the nipple and surrounding flesh. Maria could take no more. She pulled her mouth off her hand, leaned back her head, and cried out with a fierce, lengthy moan that left no doubt as to what was going on inside the tent to passers by. Simultaneously her muscular twat clamped down on William�s cock even harder.

�� Oh god William!! Yes! Ahhhh! Suck them! Ohhhhhhh! Make me thy perfect woman you animal!� She cried in the throes of orgasm. Egged on by her cries, William could only feel that he too was in heaven as his huge cock was held tight by Maria�s groin. He�d never felt anything like it. All he could do was molest one nipple within his mouth while continuing to grope the other with his hands. All his focus was on this woman and her wonderful breasts and the impossible but wonderful feeling that they were growing while they fucked. Indeed by now Maria had swollen to a full 36G cup. But her sex drive wasn�t satiated.

Now William felt a tinge of pain as Maria dug into his back and ass with her nails. Nails that until recently were clipped short but had grown much longer as William�s ideal woman had long, sexy nails. The erotic scratching sent him over the edge. He dropped Maria�s engorged tit from his mouth and released a bellowing moan of his own as he came, driving his full 8� deep into Maria. �Oooohhhh! Yes Sir Knight! Give it to me! More! I need more! Ohhhhh!� she screamed, her nails clenching his buttocks tight and clawing red stripes across his back. He was certainly more athletic than Steven. This was amazing.

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In the end they continued their furious lovemaking for over 30 minutes before collapsing. �Thou art truly a beast in bed Sir William,� cooed Maria. Exhausted, she fell asleep for a bit only to be woken by William, who was dressed and holding a gorgeous nightgown out for her. �I thought if thee were sleeping here thee would need a suitable garment. Here,� he laid it on the bed. I�ll be right back with some food.� Maria told him to be a dear and bring her bag from Sonja�s tent as well, and some good wine, to which he responded, �Of course my Lady.� �Wow,� thought Maria as she looked down at the gown, �sure is nice to get something from a man other than a good fuck. I can get used to this kind of attention.�

Sitting up in bed she could feel the heavy weight of two huge breasts hanging off her chest. �They jiggled and swung as she sat up, tugging almost painfully against the surrounding skin. �Well,� she said looking down at the deep cleavage of her massive bosom, �let me see what the damage is this time.� She pulled her legs out from the blanket and swung them out, then pushed herself up onto legs still wobbly from sex. She grabbed the gown and walked over to the mirror to put it on, though upon seeing herself she dropped it on the floor and let out a deep, �Oh��

�Good God Almighty what did I do to myself!� Maria stared at her naked reflection in the ornate full length mirror. A veritable supermodel, no, porn centerfold model, stared back at her. For a change, the first thing that caught her eye wasn�t her breasts, she knew those had grown, it was her hair. It had been getting longer in the past few weeks, both naturally and from her enchantment, but apparently Sir William�s ideal woman had LONG hair. Gorgeous brown hair flowed down past her shoulders, all the way to the small of her back! A few stray locks fell in front of her face and wrapped seductively around her boobs before ending at her belly button. Her breasts themselves had indeed gone up over another cup size. They had also began to take on more of an oblong, watermelon shape; and their bottoms now hung a few inches past Maria�s ribcage. Gravity was definitely starting to win the war against her tits.

�Seriously Maria, what where you thinking egging him on like that?� she chided herself. She had impressive cleavage. Even standing straight up her breasts took up so much room on her chest that they pressed against each other, vying for space. More than a few inches of tit-flesh were displaced to the sides, so that even from behind they were visible. As she walked closer to the mirror she could feel that her balance was off, her center of gravity having shifted even further up.

Reaching up her hands to feel the heft of her breasts, Maria let out a shocked, �Hah!� as she saw her nails. Each of her fingers now sported perfectly manicured, �� long nails. �Holy crap! I look like a whore!� She mulled over her reflection, striking a few seductive poses. �Or�.a Goddess. No-one could resist a body like this.� Pulling her boobs up she was amazed at how long they were. She could now pull them off her chest and out almost a foot! It was amazing how much of her chest was now lost under her breasts from where the bottoms connected to her skin to where they hung down to. And boy were they heavy! Each one must have been at least 8 pounds. That was over 16 pounds of breast flesh hanging off her chest! In fact between her breasts, ass, and other growth Maria had gone from a mere 5�6� 130 pounds to a curvaceous 5�9� and 165.

Experimentally, she grabbed one nipple with her long nails and gave it a pinch. �Oh!� The shock of pleasure collapsed her unstable body and she fell forward to her knees, hands catching her fall, her breasts so big they slapped loudly against the floor. �Mmmmm, sooo good.� Like flicking a switch her body was ready again for pleasure. She reached one long nailed hand back up and began playing with herself. Then she looked back up into the mirror, and saw herself; her reflection like that out of a porn video of huge breasted sluts. �No, no, no. Can�t give in! I am not a slut!� She slowly worked back up onto unsteady feet. Summoning every bit of will she had to ignore the fat engorged nipple that demanding further attention, Maria dressed herself in the nightgown.� �This is too much. I may be a Goddess, but I�m a sex Goddess with almost no self control at the mercy of men�s desires.� I need to find a way to break this curse.�

A few minutes later William returned with food and her stuff. They enjoyed a pleasant meal before Maria courteously asked William to forgive her exhaustion but she had to get up early. A true Gentleman; William gave her his whole bed to sleep in while making due with a cot he had stowed away. Maria fell asleep conflicted. She was looking forward to dancing tomorrow, but also dreading what could go wrong. Hopefully Sonja could help her figure something out.

Chapter 3 part 3 � Unexpected changes.

The sun was still low in the sky, the last color fading from sunrise, when Steve arrived at the Festival�s parking lot. He got a parking spot in the first row where he could see everyone coming and going without getting out of his car. After 30 minutes, he spied Maria walking towards the entrance. He was surprised that she had come not from the parking lot, but from the campground where many of the Faire workers stayed. She was wearing a peasant dress that appeared much too tight up top. The lacing was as loose as it could be without being completely undone and still her breasts were straining to escape. It didn�t take long before several sets of eyes were gazing at the flesh pouring from her top. Blushing, she crossed her arms over her chest in an attempt to conceal her ill-fitted bosom.

Exiting his car, Steve headed towards the gates to follow Maria. He quickly noticed that she wasn�t heading to the main gate, but to a smaller employee gate in the wall near the Feast Hall. Knowing he�d lose her if she went through without him, he abandoned subtlety and called out to her.

�� Maria! Hey, wait up!�

�� She froze, recognizing the voice as his. She clenched her arms tighter against her bulging chest and turned around slowly, like a child caught doing something wrong. As she turned to face him Steve could see a deep crevice of cleavage which, while covering much of her flesh, the tight grip of her nervous arms only served to exaggerate.

�Oh, Steven! What be thee doing here?�

�� Steven couldn�t believe what he saw. It was Maria all right, but she�d changed even more. Long flowing brown hair cascaded behind her, all imperfections were gone from her face, and he could swear he saw long nails on her fingers. All this in addition to her figure which seemed bigger every time they met.

�Well, Maria, to be honest I�ve been worried about you. You�ve been acting so strange lately. And, well, you know�.� He trailed off while trying to think of a polite way to say he was worried about her boobs growing so much over the past few weeks.

�� Goodness Steven, I be touched by thee worry for me. Tis all ok, I just �ave been reassessing me life a bit. And�.well me girls �ave had a wee growth spurt. Now I must run for I be dancing at the Lord�s Feast and must get ready. Shalt thou come to the Feast and see me?�

�� With that Maria skipped across the few feet separating them, holding her bosom tight as she gave him a peck on the cheek. She smiled impishly, then turned back and hurried her way through the gate, a guard waving her in.

�� No less confused about the situation than before, Steve walked back to the main entrance, bought a ticket, and joined the throngs of visitors shuffling through the just opened gates. His mind tuned out the music and joyful calls of the greeters as he pondered what to do next.

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�� From within an alcove atop the wall, Allyn watched through an intricate spyglass. He rotated a large crystal filter into place that allowed him to view auras. The throngs of visitors glowed with a faint dull yellow, while Maria�s, as expected, glowed blue with the energy of someone enchanted. He intently watched her encounter with Steven. On the surface he seemed totally normal, but his aura had just the faintest glimmer to it. To Allyn�s trained eye it could be only one thing; this man had been spending a lot of intimate time with something magical, most likely Maria.

�� Wonderful,� Allyn grumbled to himself, �I knew letting someone with an active enchantment on them out into the world would attract attention.� Putting away his spyglass he stepped out of the shadows.

�� Page!� he shouted, drawing the immediate attention of a young lad dressed in noble finery.

�� Aye, Sir Allyn?�

�� Fetch me Madame Kalliana,� he said eying the path Steve was taking through the fairgrounds. �Have her join me outside the Lord�s Feast-hall. And tell her �tis not a request.�

�� Aye m�lord,� responded the page, who immediately took off down the nearest stairs and across the grounds, weaving his way between fairgoers as he ran.

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Steve made his way to the Lord�s Feasthall. He inquired about Maria at the ticket booth.

�� Oh aye, that sounds like the new girl Sonja has in her dance troupe. Saw her the other day I did, quite talented that one. Well thee be in luck m�lord, as I still have tickets to this morning�s feast where they will indeed be performing!�

�� But I just need to talk to her! Do you know where I could find her?� Steve was even more puzzled. Maria, a dancing girl? What was going on?

�� Nay good Sir,� replied the ticket girl, �I believe they be practicing all morning. But I�m sure if thee come to the feast ye can meet with her after.�

�� Fine, I�ll buy a ticket,� Steve said resignedly while paying the girl. Taking his ticket he turned to go and was startled as he almost ran into a man who seemed to materialize right from the shadows next to the building.

�� Pardon me good man,� Allyn said in a cool, soothing tone; his accent less Elizabethan than proper English. �But what is this about trying to find a certain young lady?� As he said this he began playing with an intricately detailed sphere in his left hand.

�� Ummm, excuse me but what business is it of yours,� Steve replied somewhat defiantly. He stared into Allyns eyes, but then a glint of light drew his attention and his gaze was drawn away from the man�s face and to the sphere.

�� My apologies, I work for the Fair, for the King in fact. I help solve problems. You seem to have one. Tell me about it.� The last sentence was delivered with an undertone of command and authority. Steven wanted to question this stranger more but the sphere was so fascinating. It was crystal hued in several tones and inlayed with gold and silver bands that themselves seemed to spin around the ball. The man seemed well intentioned and pleasant, why shouldn�t he answer?

�� Well,� began Steve, �you see my coworker Maria�.� Steve proceeded to detail everything he�d experienced and seen regarding Maria over the past few weeks. Even detailing the sex and coming right out and saying that she�d been getting taller, curvier, and bustier which he hadn�t before fully admitted to himself.

�� You know,� said Allyn in a calming voice, �maybe you�re just imagining it all? Yes? Women�s breasts don�t just grow like that, it�s impossible.�

�� Of course they don�t,� agreed Steve, his eyes fixed on the sphere.

�� None of your coworkers would be silly enough to dance half-naked at the Ren-Faire, right?�

�� No, that�s just silly.� The light reflecting and refracting off and through the sphere was beautiful.

�� And you�re smart enough not to sleep with your coworkers, right Steve?�

�� I�d get fired if anyone found out.�

�� So there really is no Maria. Such a woman couldn�t exist.�

�� The words hummed around in Steve�s mind being spun by the images of the sphere as it danced in Allyn�s hand. Up until now he was totally entranced. �No Maria,� he thought, �wait, what!?� Suddenly the glazed look vanished from his eyes as he tore his gaze from the sphere.

�� Ahhh! What the? What are you talking about?� Steve massaged his forehead, it felt like he�d just been hit in the head.

�I was saying the exit is that way,� Allyn waved his hand towards the gate. �You were asking how to get out of here, yes?�

�Errr��, uhhh, No! I was asking if you could help me with my friend Maria; you know, the one I was telling you about?�

Allyn discretely slipped the sphere back into his pocket. �The ticket girl was right, you should go to the feast. She�ll be there. I will�.check on some things�.but yes, I should be able to help. I will find you after the feast.�

�Right, ok, th-thankyou,� Steve stammered while turning and walking away.

Allyn frowned, �Strong will that one,� he stroked his beard for a few moments, �oh well, plan B it is.�

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�� Kalliana, I grow weary of having to clean up the mistakes of others,� Allyn stared down the woman sternly.

�� Well, fie on thee!�Tis not my fault thee could not wipe his memory of her!� she snapped back.

�� Certain minds will only let you twist them so far. His was willing to accept a lot, but not that she was gone. Your turn now; take care of this Steven fellow.�

�� And what dost thou wish I do? I thought thee disliked my magical solutions.�

�� To prevent this disruption from arousing any more suspicion outside these walls, I�m authorizing you to do whatever it takes. Either find a way to make him forget what he has seen and return to the normal world, or make him a part of this one. Fail; and I shalt make sure the King is as unhappy with you as I already am.�

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�� What dost thou mean I can not dance like this?!� Maria was in the ladies dressing room of the feast hall. She�d just finished managing to pull on her belly dancing costume. The one she�d kinda outgrown the night before.

�Because, you look like you should be dancing a strip club, I can see half your tits hanging out! We�re supposed to keep things PG-13, remember?� Sonja was right. The DD cups of the brassiere merely covered the ends of Maria�s huge breasts. She literally looked like some kind of medieval Turkish swimsuit model wearing an ornate string bikini. Beyond the confines of the brassiere her tits bulged out in all directions, though the tightness of the top held them together, creating a massive show of cleavage.

�� Even if we let you dance in that thing, those babies would be flying out of their cups in no time! We can�t have any wardrobe malfunctions here, even if most of our customers would love it.�

�� Well what can I do? Surely someone here has a top I can wear,� pleaded a desperate Maria.

�� Hmmm, they may have something over at �Lady Verona�s�, they specialize in garb for �big girls�. Sue, will you run over quick and see if they have a top for a, let�s see,� Sonja eyed Maria�s breasts, then reached forward and hefted them in her hands to better judge their size. �I�m thinking G cup at least, maybe bigger. Get a couple different ones.� Sue whistled in amazement then bolted out the door.

�� As Sue left, Sonja pulled Maria aside behind a changing screen. �Maria,� she whispered, �I have to be honest, I think something is wrong with you. This may sound crazy, but I think you�ve been enchanted.�

�� Oh my Lord, thee does think it be magic too?� Maria was thrilled. Someone else was thinking what she�d been. Maybe Sonja could help her figure this out before it got any more out of control. �I knew this could not be natural what was happening to me. I mean, look at these!� Maria grabbed her breasts from below and pushed them up for emphasis. �I was barely a B cup a month ago! And this,� she grabbed her hair from behind her back, �was only to my shoulders a week ago!�

�� Hush girl, not so loud. Yes magic is real, but we can�t go letting everyone know or this whole way of life will be at risk. Maria, you must understand that at this point you have seen and experienced so much that you might not be able to go back to your normal life. If you want to, we�re going to have to be very careful.�

�� What dost thou mean Sonja? What be going on around here?�

�� Sonja held up a hand to pause the conversation. Discretely, she leaned her head to the side and snuck a peak at the rest of the dressing room. There was the rest of the troupe, minus Sue, some of the serving girls prettying themselves up, and also a girl from the juggling act that would go on after them. No one seemed to be paying any attention to Maria and herself.

�� You sure you want to know? Maria, the more I tell you, the less likely your chances of getting your life back to normal.�

�� Screw normal!� Maria hissed, managing to break out of her accent for a moment, �I�ve been normal my whole life up till now and it�s been miserable.�

�� Ok, but don�t say I didn�t warn you. There is another world, a parallel universe you might say, that is literally a medieval, renaissance, fantasy land. Now many of the folks here at the Faire are normal people from Earth, but many are from this other world. In fact, many Ren-Faires across the country have portals to cross to the other side are secretly giant trade markets. Someone on Earth buys a leather mug, someone on the other side buys an iPod. But it must all be tightly controlled because who knows what would happen if Earth society as a whole found out the truth.�

�� Maria stared at Sonja dumbfounded. She�d expected to hear a strange story about magic, but nothing quite so big. She�d have laughed and called Sonja crazy if the changes to her body weren�t such blatant proof that something was up.

�� Do the other girls know about this?�

�� Some, Gweneth is from the other side. Sue and I are from this side but we�ve fully joined the Faire. The rest don�t know. So you can see why being enchanted and out in the normal world could draw some attention to you.�

�� So do you know anyone who could break this curse or whatever is on me? I mean, I like having bigger boobs, but these are a little on the big side, and I really don�t want them or anything else changing any more.�

�� I have some favors I can call in with a few folks. We�ll see what we can do after hours tonight. For right now though just try to play it safe. I�d say you shouldn�t dance with us but I know you really want to.�

�� You better believe it! Besides I think I�ve got this thing figured out. Its like I said last week, just keep me in your thoughts and think that you don�t want me to embarrass myself. Hell, try to think how much you don�t want my tits to grow!�

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�� Sue returned shortly thereafter with a new, two-piece top for Maria. Instead of the simple brassiere style top this was a halter top with ties in the back plus a supporting underwire bra. Now instead of trying to encapsulate her entire breasts, the top simply pushed them up and together while holding them tight. Even though both pieces were cut high to finish just below the breasts, the extra support of the bra, plus the fact that the halter top went wide over the shoulders and upper arms, ensured that Maria�s voluminous assets would be kept in place even during the most rigorous dancing.

�� Wow Maria, a magician could lose a wand in that cleavage!� Remarked Sue as Sonja finished cinching up Maria�s top. Maria smiled, half embarrassed and half proud of her bust.

�� There was a knock at the door. �Sonja, you gals are on in 10,� came the voice of the assistant MC.

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�� Steve was impressed; he�d never been to anything like this before. He and about 40 other faire goers were seated in a long hall with stone walls and floor and a high-pitched wood beam roof. Light was provided by a series of small stained glass windows along the sides plus two ornate iron chandeliers hanging from above. They sat around a series of long, heavy wooden tables forming a U. Just beyond the opening of the U was a table elevated on a dais, at which sat the King, Queen, and some court members. The space within the U was alternately occupied either by beautiful serving girls bringing out the latest course, or some form of live entertainment. The Master of Ceremonies, a jovial jesterly character, kept the whole thing running smoothly.

�� Here sir, allow me to fill thy goblet.� A cute girl who didn�t look a day over 18 said. She pulled the goblet towards the edge of the table to refill it, but accidently bumped it with the pitcher, causing it to fall to the floor and shatter.

�� Oh! How clumsy of me! I shalt be right back with a new one.� Steve watched as the girl ran back towards the kitchen, but was met at the door by an older woman who presented her with a replacement, which she hurried back to Steve with just as another girl finished cleaning up the broken shards of the first one.

�� Wow,� Steve said impressed, �that was quick.�

�� Well, with unlimited drinks it happens more than thee wouldst think m�lord, so we be prepared for such things,� she said smiling while pouring fresh ale into the new goblet before moving on to the next feaster. Steve eyed his new goblet. It seemed to have much more intricate patterns on it than the last one, even a couple of small crystals embedded in it. �Lucky me, free upgrade,� he thought as he drank from it. Looking out from the kitchen, Kalliana smiled.

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�� And now,� called the MC, �we give ye Sonja, and her belly dancing divas!� A line of gorgeous women in a variety of belly dancing costumes, some revealing, some not, streamed out from the back and began to dance.

�� Steve almost choked on his ale when he saw Maria. She looked like a big breasted goddess. He�d known from seeing her this morning that she�d gotten bigger; now dressed like a gypsy instead of a peasant he could fully appreciate the changes. Wide hips bounced side to side and when she turned round he could see a full heart-shaped butt that had filled in even more since he last saw it and was tight against the material of her skirt. Her long hair had been tied back with ribbons and flowed across her back like a chestnut brown waterfall cascading down to her ass. Her abs seemed thicker, meatier than before, to help connect the large masses above and below. Arms, legs, and especially thighs looked to have thickened up as well to keep in proportion.

�� It was up top though that the changes were most evident. Even in her tight halter top, Maria�s breasts were barely held within the width of her chest. They must have stuck out half a foot from her chest, and were bigger than most he�d seen in Playboy or any other medium. Altogether she had a perfect, albeit exaggerated, hourglass figure.

For the first few minutes of the show the girls stayed together; they synchronized their dancing in a tight formation. Then they split up, fanning out to give each feaster their own quick private show as they slowly moved down the tables. As Maria neared Steve he motioned her closer, so that she could hear him above the din of the musical accompaniment.

�� Maria, what�s happening to you?� He said, leaning forwards to keep others from hearing.

She smiled at him. She hadn�t realized he was in the audience till a few minutes ago. It was cute that he was so concerned about her. Then it clicked that this interest in her condition was what Sonja had been warning her about.

�Worry not Steve,� she cooed while continuing to dance, seductively gyrating her wide hips, �just enjoy thyself here. We can talk after the show.� She backed away out of earshot and continued dancing for him a bit longer, before moving down the line. Steve leaned back, taking another swig of ale and hoping that Allyn guy would be able to help him.

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As the girls circled their ways around the tables, Maria found herself dancing for the royal table. She noticed now that the Queen had a baby, maybe 6 months old, in her lap.

�You have a darling son your Highness,� she said while dancing. They smiled, the Queen holding up the boy so he could better see the performance. As she danced for the King and court, the young prince seemed to be taking an active interest in her large bosom. �That�s so cute,� she thought. Soon though, she began feeling warmth in her breasts. Trying to stay calm, she glanced nervously over her shoulder. �Oh dear, Sonja is all the way across the hall, I don�t think she�s even paying attention to me.�

Maria could feel pressure building up inside her breasts. It was unlike anything she�d felt before. It didn�t feel so much that her breasts were growing, more like they were filling; becoming fuller and heavier. Bearing with it, she endeavored to continue finishing her dance sequence for the royal court.

Peering out from the back Kalliana observed Maria. �My, you have grown haven�t thee now?� she said quietly to herself.� Hmm�,� she mused watching how the baby prince�s gaze was fixed on Maria�s chest. �Ahhh, interesting; this might work out quite well.�

Kalliana made her way into the hall, walking slowly up behind the royal table. Everyone was transfixed by Maria�s beauty and dancing. Her combination of muscled legs and torso, with large curvy breasts and butt was truly entrancing. Leaning forward, she whispered into the Queen�s ear.

Finishing her routine, Maria curtsied for the court and began to move off.

�Wait, girl,� said the Queen in a firm but friendly voice. �Perhaps thou could join me.�

�Excuse me your Grace? Whatever for?� Maria was startled, and kind of scared, to have attracted so much attention.

�Madame Kalliana here says thou might be of great use to me. Come girl.� With that the Queen stood up, placing the prince over he shoulder, and walked out of the hall. Maria followed, Kalliana trailing behind. Maria was led down a long hall, past the kitchen and dressing rooms, into the private areas reserved for the court.

As they walked, Maria could feel the stare of the baby prince on her chest. She knew what he wanted, and her body was changing to give it to him. It felt like a thousand pin-pricks all around her nipples. It was both uncomfortable and pleasurable at the same time. She was starting to become light-headed, her face and chest dripping with sweat. Her breathing became labored, her bosom heaving up and down as it stretched her top even tighter, increasing the pressure on her chest.

They entered small bedchamber. It was decorated sparsely but comfortably; tapestries hung from the walls and there were well upholstered chairs and beddings. As Maria entered the pressure, heat, and tingling were becoming too much to bear. She grabbed onto the rear of a chair as she started to swoon. �I, methinks I need to sit down� she said in a low voice between gasps. Kalliana took her hand and helped her sit down. Maria grasped at her bust, trying to squeeze them from their prison. Now Kalliana was behind her; untying her top and unhooking her bra. Maria let out a sigh of relief as her bosom was freed from the restricting garb. Quickly she reached her hands up to and pulled down her top, letting her huge watermelon breasts pop loose.

�You were right, Madame Kalliana, she shalt make an excellent wet nurse� said the Queen.

Maria couldn�t believe what she saw; her nipples, which had been nicely sized for her large breasts before, were swelling up obscenely. They had been the size of large dice, now each was as big as the last digit of her index finger! And they were becoming darker, a very dark shade of brown. Her areolas, once a few inches across, where now passing 3 inches across, and covered in little bumps. They soon almost completely capped the ends of her now J cup breasts, and bulged out over a �� from the surrounding tit flesh. And like her nipples they were becoming even darker in color. She could even see the blood vessels under the skin of her breasts becoming visible. Obviously she was becoming light-headed from so much of her blood being pumped into her breasts! Most shocking to Maria though, was that she could clearly see tiny beads of milk forming at the ends of her nipples. �Oh, my god, what�s happening to me now?� she thought.

Before she could think or protest any more, the Queen was placing the baby Prince upon Maria�s right breast. He immediately began to suckle upon the swollen nipple, giving Maria a sudden and extremely pleasurable feeling of release.

�That�s right m�lady, he knows that he wants,� said Kalliana.

Maria moaned, a deep throaty moan unlike any she�d made before. God it felt good having the babe suckling from her tit. She reached up with her right arm to hold the baby, and with her left to clutch onto her other breast. She had to reach down to grasp her left breast, as due to their further growth gravity was winning the battle despite them still being quite firm. With no support her tits now easily hung most of the way down her torso, almost to her belly button. They ballooned so much along their lengths, that they no longer could fall straight down but instead each slanted away from the center of her chest and bulged out substantially beyond her sides. Squeezing the tit caused a stream of milk to spray out and arc onto the floor, a jolt of pleasure and release coursing through her.

�Now now, thee must not waste it,� chided Kalliana as she walked over to watch with the Queen. Maria looked at them with glazed eyes. Her mouth opened as if to say something, but a wave of pleasure hit her and instead her jaw merely hung open in a look of dumbfounded amazement.

�No dear girl, we did not have this planned out. There was no nefarious plan to do this to you, it just worked out quite, serendipitously, I�d say.� Kalliana looked to the Queen who nodded in approval.

�I really am quite grateful to you Maria,� said the Queen. �I� am becoming older and my body just will not give the milk young Marcus here demands. You shalt be quite comfortable and well rewarded for your service as my personal wet nurse. Now, excuse me, for I must return to mine official duties. A maid shalt be by soon with new clothes for you.� With that she and Kalliana walked out of the chamber. Maria tried to say something as they left, but only moans and whimpers escaped her lips.

�Oh, one last thing,� said Kalliana as she walked out the door. Taking a few steps back she reached down and removed the ring from Maria�s hand, careful not to disturb the feeding. �I dost suppose I should have done this last weekend before things got to this point, but alas, it worked out, yes? Enjoy thyself and all the pleasures of thy new flesh. I promise thee shall not get any larger now. If thou art good, maybe her Majesty will even have me try to return thee to a more manageable size. After thee weans the good Prince here of course.�

The ring? �Of course!� thought Maria. How come she hadn�t made the connection before? How could she have forgotten that she�d started wearing that thing right before all the changes started?! She gave Kalliana an angry stare which was returned with a devilish smile as Kalliana pocketed the ring and walked out the door, leaving Maria alone with the Prince and her dramatically transformed body.

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Steve couldn�t believe how much he�d eaten and drank. He stumbled his way to the toilets and plopped down in an open stall. He held his head up with his hands, knees on his thighs, and felt relief as the piss flowed from his bladder. It felt different, easier even. As if he didn�t have to work as hard to piss, he just let go and it came out. Oh well. Standing up he smoothly pulled his boxers and pants up over his hips, strangely not feeling the normal tug of them being pulled over his junk. He instinctively reached down to adjust himself as he always did when pulling up his pants and felt��.nothing. No dick, no balls, just a hairy mound. Reaching down further he felt a slit, his fingers sinking in as he franticly searched for his lost genitals. Steve felt a tinge of pleasure as his fingers groped a very large clitoris, all that remained of his penis, but these feelings were overwhelmed by the fear and confusion of this sudden transformation.

Buckling his belt, which was noticeable looser around his waist; he exited the stall and looked in the mirror. His familiar reflection stared back, but it seemed different; softer, suppler. �What is happening to me?� he thought. Steve nervously looked around to make sure no one else was around as he unbuttoned the top of his shirt. Sure enough, his chest hair had all fallen out. Cautiously he moved a hand up to feel his chest. Other than being hairless it didn�t look any different; touching a nipple though, he received an electric jolt of sensation. The whole area around the nipple was tender, and pushing in he could feel a definite mass that wasn�t there before. As he stared, the nipples began to puff up, the areolas swelling outwards. �Holy fuck, I�m turning into a girl!�

Without warning the door opened, and another reveler stumbled into the bathroom. Steve pulled his shirt shut with lightning speed.

Walking out of the restroom he could feel his jeans tight against his hips as they slowly widened. Suddenly Steve began to feel a pressure in his chest. His nipples tingled with excitement as they were pushed against the fabric of his cotton shirt. He reached up and stuck both hands into his armpits, covering his chest, trying to hide the small A-cup breasts that were forming as he began walking quicker. None seemed to take note of his distress as he made his way to the exit; all attention was focused either on the food, drink, or entertainment. Now he could feel his palms mashing against growing flesh under his shirt. It felt really�.good. As Steve approached the heavy oak doors a guard blocked his path.

�Apologies sir, but there be no exit through this door during the feast,� said the guard.

�But it�s an emergency, I have to go,� Steve mentally winced hearing himself speak; his voice many octaves higher than normal.

� Again sorry, thou may use the back door located beyond the privies,� the guard said gesturing back the way Steve had come.

�Fine,� Steve squeaked. Walking back through the feast hall, it was becoming almost impossible to hold his shirt flush to his chest. The growing lumps of breast flesh were now the size of apples, and Steve couldn�t apply too much pressure or be overwhelmed by the pleasurable feelings coming from his growing nipples. Steve removed his hands from his armpits and resigned to simply crossing his arms across his chest, trying to keep bulges in his shirt concealed.

Between the changes to his body�s form and balance, plus the fact that he was pretty tipsy from the alcohol, Steve found it getting harder to walk without tripping or stumbling on anything. He could feel his pants getting looser around his waist, slipping down lower before getting stopped by his growing hips and butt. Now his pant legs were loose around his feet, tripping him up even more. It even felt like his shoes were now too big! And was it just him or did it feel like his hair was getting longer? Exiting the feast hall into the hall for the restrooms, Steve finally slipped and fell headfirst into a man exiting the restroom.

�Whoa there Missee!� cried out the man as he caught Steve. It was the same guy that�d walked in on Steve minutes earlier. �Watch your step there, eh?! Say�.you look familiar, I never forget a pretty face, do I know you?�

Steve looked up at the man with wide, fear-struck eyes. This guy really thought that he was a girl! What the hell was happening to him?! Regaining his balance, Steve got back to his feet.

�Sorry about that, I must have had a few too many. No I don�t think we�ve met, thanks for catching me though.� Steve�s voice was even higher that before, he sounded just like a girl! �Excuse me.� Deciding he had to see what he looked like now, Steve moved to reenter the men�s restroom, but realizing that would look weird now; he instead tentatively entered the women�s restroom, or �Ladies Privy,� as it was marked.

Walking up to the mirror Steve was face to face with a perfect female version of himself. The face was much thinner, softer like before but now definitely feminine. His hair had indeed grown longer; he now had bangs dangling in the front and shoulder length locks in the back. All traces of facial hair were gone, and even his eyebrows were thinner, his lashes longer. His shirt now looked very loose on his torso, except where 2 large lumps pushed out. Pulling the shirt up and over them revealed 2 now orange sized breasts perfectly framed by a much thinner frame. Shoulders, ribs, abdomen; all had slimmed down to female proportions. The breasts themselves were now capped with inch wide areola and erect nipples. Reaching up he cupped his right breast, feeling its weight. It was soft and squeezable, begging to be played with. Steve could still feel a pressure though within his breasts, as if they still had more growing to do.

Pulling his shirt back down, Steve tried to compose himself. He had to get out of here and find Allyn; that was his only person he could think of who might be of some help. Realizing that hiding his breasts any more was futile, he used one hand to hold up his pants and the other to open the door. Walking down the hall further, Steve approached the back exit door. He was reaching for the knob when a wave of dizziness overcame him and he collapsed, vision fading to blackness.

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Strong hands broke her fall, holding her by the waist and arm. She heard a voice but couldn�t make out the words. Her vision faded in and out, but all she could see was a sparkling light and something spinning. In fact it felt like her whole world was spinning. Finally, she blinked her eyes a few times and the world started to fade back into focus. She saw Allyn, seated across from her, putting something into his pocket.�

�Oh, thou art finally back with us Mistress Stefanie,� said Allyn.

�Ummmm, yes, what happened?� she said, realizing that she was lying on a cot. Moreover she was naked with just a heavy linen sheet over her. Steve, now Stefanie, looked around nervously. They were in a dark candlelit room. A small window let in the sun through thin drapes.

�Thee must not have gotten enough to eat and worked thyself too hard. I know ye serving girls really get pushed hard working the big feasts. I found thee half passed out and brought thee here to rest. A nurse thought thee might have heat exhaustion so she took thy clothes off. Worry not, they be folded up over there,� he gestured to the dress and bodice lying on a small dresser. �Anyway, how dost thou feel?�

�Better I think. Hey did you ever find my friend Maria?�

Allyn smiled, �Yes Stefanie, you stay here and rest and I will go let her know that thou art fine.�

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TO BE CONTINUED?