Cynder was bipedal and big. REALLY BIG, though not that much more than Spyra. Cynder's chest was just as enormous as the lavender dragoness's, albeit clothed by a dark-pink tunic.
At present, Cynder was lying forward across the table in her room, atop her boobs with her hand-claws wrapped around them. On Cynder's muzzle was a hint of a smile as she looked at Spyra.
"You look rather wonderful, Spyro," said Cynder, her voice as magical as ever.
"Cynder, what's going on?" Spyra said, trying to restrain her own boobs as they seemed to finish growing at last.
"Remember when we made our way through the Burning Lands and in Malefor's fortress when you and then I momentarily succumbed to our inner dark sides?" Cynder said, as she shifted her tail and rump. Spyra noticed for a second that Cynder wore short-length pants of the same color as her top.
"How could I forget?" Spyra said, rubbing her temple as she noticed Cynder proceed to roll her buttocks again. Was she doing that on purpose?
"During my time as a thrall of Malefor, he taught me a spell he used for entertainment as well as embarrassing his enemies. He used it so often and so much that the enchantment became a permanent fixture in his ever-present mana-aura," Cynder said.
Spyra blinked as she gazed at Cynder. Did the other dragonelle's rump just jiggle?
"This spell was two-fold: it first made any zoomorphic creatures anthropomorphic, and the second part of it... well, it severely aggrandized certain features about the one affected," Cynder said.
Spyra's jaw dropped as the undeniable truth became evident: Cynder's flanks were growing noticeably fatter at an observable pace.
The lavender dragonelle stumbled back through the doorway as she watched Cynder's rump rise up and fill out bigger and larger by the second. Cynder didn't seem terribly surprised, sighing a little as she glanced sidelong towards her backside. A definite smile appeared on her face as she looked at her rounding-out rump. Cynder returned her gaze forward, moaning in pleasure as her buttocks billowed wider and fatter.
"Why did this just start today? We defeated Malefor years ago," Spyra said.
"I think the Dark Master hid a bit of himself away in our dark sides," Cynder replied, "so when I, as well as you obviously, just defeated the dark presences in our minds, they unleashed this spell on us as one last act of defiance. It's nothing to worry about, though, the only side effects that will come from this are increased size, heightened propensity for weight gain in addition to the enormous weight we're both going to put on, and a tendency to desire to flaunt it. There's also a minute mental change that will make us desire to always want to get bigger, but surely there's mages that can help slim us down when we can't control those urges."
"We're doomed to always wanting to be fatter, then?" Spyra said, unclasping her boobs as a slight jolt shot through her, incredibly familiar to the sensation that hit her shortly before her boobs ballooned so immensely...
"I wouldn't say 'doomed.' I'd say we're more inclined to increasing the luxurious plushness of our bodies, instead," Cynder said, as her roiling posterior continued growing, swelling far above her head by this point, each butt-cheek bigger than a fully-grown Cheetah, and rapidly burgeoning bigger still!
Spyra gasped as she felt the sensation rush to the forefront of her mind, and her own seat began to grow out. Stumbling with the sudden weight pulling on her pelvis, she barely kept from falling to her tush as it yet continued swelling similarly to Cynder.
But she found herself agreeing to Cynder's proposition; so what if Spyra was several tonnes bigger? Peace reigned in the land and no threats had arisen since the defeat of Malefor. Spyra didn't have to stay fit for battle anymore, she was more than due for a period of relaxation and luxury.
"Alright, I'll bite," Spyra said, walking through the door just as her butt blimped big enough to brush the sides of it while she passed through, "but I've got quite a bit of catching up to do before I get as beauti-full as you are already."
Cynder giggled and shook her hall-filling butt. "Teehee, you'll soon be just as immense as me, if not bigger, my sweet," she said.
"Oh, we'll see about that," Spyra giggled, rubbing her expanding haunches.
(Sorry I didn't get this out yesterday as promised, I got a little more involved in my computer than I thought I would, but I've pretty much finished the set up and just have to begin transferring things over.)
Art © SeriousBacon
Cynder and Spyro © Activision
At present, Cynder was lying forward across the table in her room, atop her boobs with her hand-claws wrapped around them. On Cynder's muzzle was a hint of a smile as she looked at Spyra.
"You look rather wonderful, Spyro," said Cynder, her voice as magical as ever.
"Cynder, what's going on?" Spyra said, trying to restrain her own boobs as they seemed to finish growing at last.
"Remember when we made our way through the Burning Lands and in Malefor's fortress when you and then I momentarily succumbed to our inner dark sides?" Cynder said, as she shifted her tail and rump. Spyra noticed for a second that Cynder wore short-length pants of the same color as her top.
"How could I forget?" Spyra said, rubbing her temple as she noticed Cynder proceed to roll her buttocks again. Was she doing that on purpose?
"During my time as a thrall of Malefor, he taught me a spell he used for entertainment as well as embarrassing his enemies. He used it so often and so much that the enchantment became a permanent fixture in his ever-present mana-aura," Cynder said.
Spyra blinked as she gazed at Cynder. Did the other dragonelle's rump just jiggle?
"This spell was two-fold: it first made any zoomorphic creatures anthropomorphic, and the second part of it... well, it severely aggrandized certain features about the one affected," Cynder said.
Spyra's jaw dropped as the undeniable truth became evident: Cynder's flanks were growing noticeably fatter at an observable pace.
The lavender dragonelle stumbled back through the doorway as she watched Cynder's rump rise up and fill out bigger and larger by the second. Cynder didn't seem terribly surprised, sighing a little as she glanced sidelong towards her backside. A definite smile appeared on her face as she looked at her rounding-out rump. Cynder returned her gaze forward, moaning in pleasure as her buttocks billowed wider and fatter.
"Why did this just start today? We defeated Malefor years ago," Spyra said.
"I think the Dark Master hid a bit of himself away in our dark sides," Cynder replied, "so when I, as well as you obviously, just defeated the dark presences in our minds, they unleashed this spell on us as one last act of defiance. It's nothing to worry about, though, the only side effects that will come from this are increased size, heightened propensity for weight gain in addition to the enormous weight we're both going to put on, and a tendency to desire to flaunt it. There's also a minute mental change that will make us desire to always want to get bigger, but surely there's mages that can help slim us down when we can't control those urges."
"We're doomed to always wanting to be fatter, then?" Spyra said, unclasping her boobs as a slight jolt shot through her, incredibly familiar to the sensation that hit her shortly before her boobs ballooned so immensely...
"I wouldn't say 'doomed.' I'd say we're more inclined to increasing the luxurious plushness of our bodies, instead," Cynder said, as her roiling posterior continued growing, swelling far above her head by this point, each butt-cheek bigger than a fully-grown Cheetah, and rapidly burgeoning bigger still!
Spyra gasped as she felt the sensation rush to the forefront of her mind, and her own seat began to grow out. Stumbling with the sudden weight pulling on her pelvis, she barely kept from falling to her tush as it yet continued swelling similarly to Cynder.
But she found herself agreeing to Cynder's proposition; so what if Spyra was several tonnes bigger? Peace reigned in the land and no threats had arisen since the defeat of Malefor. Spyra didn't have to stay fit for battle anymore, she was more than due for a period of relaxation and luxury.
"Alright, I'll bite," Spyra said, walking through the door just as her butt blimped big enough to brush the sides of it while she passed through, "but I've got quite a bit of catching up to do before I get as beauti-full as you are already."
Cynder giggled and shook her hall-filling butt. "Teehee, you'll soon be just as immense as me, if not bigger, my sweet," she said.
"Oh, we'll see about that," Spyra giggled, rubbing her expanding haunches.
(Sorry I didn't get this out yesterday as promised, I got a little more involved in my computer than I thought I would, but I've pretty much finished the set up and just have to begin transferring things over.)
Art © SeriousBacon
Cynder and Spyro © Activision
Category All / Hyper
Species Western Dragon
Size 1280 x 840px
File Size 75.1 kB
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