Chapter #8Ringer Bearer: Attack From Behind! by: Goodvibes   He did this song and dance many times before. Patty was dangerous, but compared to many of his other villainess, she was a bit of a one-trick pony. All she did was was get big, but not like Squisher big, and that was basically it. What was more concerning was who Patty was hijacking, he could easily hurt the girl if he wasn't careful. He wished he could just teleport the ring off of her, it was like ten feet wide for Pete's sake, but he knew already that was pointless.
Any spell he tried to cast on the ring was shot back at him, so all Magic-Man had to rely on was his own physical strength to push the damn thing off. He (metaphorically) rolled up his sleeves, concentrated, and casted a spell.
"What's the matter, Magic? I'm right eeeeeeeepppp!" Patty, or was it the woman's, was interrupted by a glowing boot the size of a freight truck kicking her in her big, jiggly rump. Briefly, Mark wondered if the real Patty Brown looked like this. If so, what did she eat to get an ass the size of Mega-Butt and boobs bigger than Hypnotits? Did she have surgery before she was almost married? His thoughts were interrupted by a looming shadows covering his left to right. Right before he could counteract it, two boobs the width of trucks slammed together. Stunned, Magic Man fell the only place that was available, into the woman's bra. He felt warm flesh smother him before he was jostled around inside of the lacey material.
"You know what? Whoever Patty's controlling right now, I'm glad you're here to suffer this embarrassment as much as me." Magic-Man thought darkly. Swiftly he formed a hot energy knife from his hand and cut out of her bra, specifically the right tit cup. A gasp echoed from Ring Bearer, who could only pat down her body in an effort to find Magic-Man.
"Please don't fall into her panties. I already did that last week with Squisher." The hero bemoaned. "Okay, where's her sleeve! Woahh!"
He yelped in shock, already he could feel the poor woman begin another round of growth. He screamed in shock as his climb up the woman was frazzled by her expansion. Above him the sun grew dimmer while her boobs grew, while below he could hear the strain of panties.
"Carry on, Mark! Carry on." He told himself.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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