"Oh no..." Asriel moaned as she saw the next symbol light up and the runs begin to glow. She tried to think of anything she could do to stop the smell but all the lessons she'd learned said trying to stop a scroll based smell in the middle of casting could have disastrous and unpredictable consequences.
All the same she had to do something as she felt her breasts give a gurgling groan and begin to expand with a faint sound like stretching rubber. The cloth of her outfit stretched wider and wider until the top was full to bursting with a pair of orbs the size of watermelons.
And they were still growing.
Please... stop," Asriel groaned as she struggled under the weight of the massive orbs. The top of her outfit could no longer take the pressure and burst open letting the giant white furred masses to bounce free. In the conjured mirror Asriel could see her nipples had grown even bigger, each aurola the size of a dinner plate and tight nipples the size of drinking glasses. Each beaded with a small dribble of milk but held the growing oceans of fluid inside.
Each was nearing the size of Asriels whole torso and she was just wondering if it would ever stop when...
Choice 1: They stopped growing the the scroll has run it's course... burning to ashes in the process and leaving Asriel stuck.
Choice 2: The growth ends but there's another change after this one.
Choice 3: the growth isn't stopping. The bottom of the scroll is damaged and the last lines to stop the spell are missing. Asriel might never stop growing.
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