Instantly, Misty was surrounded by a silverlight, quickly turning into something resembling a translucent golden egg. This strange flux of energy surrounded and permeated her very core. The sensations they felt could not be described in words- it was painful, but joyous. It was exhilarating, but expectant.
Right now, Arceus was altering both her body and mind with pokémon DNA, his own energy, and connecting her potential to her powers.This would allow her to become an entirely new life form- perfectly capable of become a legend.
The entire process took ten minutes to complete. When it was finally over, a brilliant flash of light broke the metaphorical womb and Misty stood back up, having regained full awareness.
They're as only one external feature about Misty that had changed during those 10 minutes in the golden egg of power. Misty had gone from well-proportionally bottom heavy, to what you might say, “busty”…if your vocabulary entirely failed you, that is. Colossal might be more accurate. Ridiculously, massively, unbelievably, and impossibly busty.
Misty stood on the linoleum tiled floor of her gym contemplating her life and situation. Her first thought strayed to her breasts. Misty’s colossal bust. Breasts that are each as big as a school bus. Actually, she thought proudly, a fair bit bigger in every way than a school bus. If she set one of her monsters next to a bus, and you stood on the bus side, you would be able to see her breast dimensions in full. The top of her breasts would be visible over the top of the bus, her phenomenal thicker than her leg nipple would be visible beyond the front of the bus, and her personage would be visible behind the bus. If you stood on her breast side, you wouldn’t be able to see the bus at all. To think, she might be actually be able to literally conceal a bus in the valley between her BREASTS. At least, for the few seconds she could resist her compulsion to crush the bus between them, she admitted to herself. She bit her lip gently as the eroticism of that thought swept through her, and made a mental note: CRUSH BUS SOMEDAY. That brought her to ruminate on the other aspects of her chest. They aren’t just longer than school buses and tall enough to obscure up to halfway of the second story of a house, but they are also immensely fat at some 5 times wider than a bus. Her areolas alone are 5 feet wide, surrounding massive nipples that are a foot thick in diameter, but short and stumpy. Stumpy relative to their massive surroundings, that is. When aroused, however, look out in front, she thought with a smile.
“Hmmm…” Arceus mused as he eyed Misty’s new assets. “Well...someone is a bit chest focused.”
It was a good thing that Misty was in her gym when the transformation happened. There was no sense in owning a house that she could never fit inside now. “Hell, my AREOLA are each wider than doorways”, she thought to herself happily. As it is,her breasts had grown to slump into her indoor pool, causing water to splash all around. Her Pokemon eyed the two monsters with awe. She glanced around further and saw her Pokemon gaze at their master with jaws dropped and eyes wide. That was a thought too far and she writhed in the sudden surge of ecstasy. Many of Misty’s thoughts were tending to lead to her breasts, one way or another. She never got over just how MASSIVE she was, and she LOVED IT! It still boggled her mind how incomprehensibly vast she was.
It wasn't until a few minutes later that she was stark naked.
And to her honest surprise...she found she didn't really care. All of this occurred in five minutes before Misty spontaneously got a headache. “Oh by the way the procedure takes a lot out of you, you’ll probably be very-” Arceus was interrupted as Misty crashed onto her massive boobs, using them as pillows, sleeping. “… Yes, tired. Hm. Alright. Well enjoy your newfound powers, Misty. I’ll make sure to talk to you tomorrow about how to control them.”
With a quick warping of the space-time continuum, Arceus was gone, and Misty’s Pokemon started silently at their trainer using her own breasts as pillows.
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In the middle of the night, a good six hours since the transformation,Misty slept soundly without complications. While she layed on her own valley of cleavage dreaming, her body slowly began to change…
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