Enhanced Dahlia (Patreon)

Dahlia traced the shimmering runes in the air, her fingers tingling with anticipation as she whispered the modified incantation. The moment the last word left her lips, heat slammed through her, thick and intoxicating.

"Ohhh… fuck."

Her tits surged forward, swelling fast—too fast—her top straining, fabric stretching, seams groaning. Bigger. Bigger. BIGGER.

A low, needy moan slipped from her lips as she ran her hands over the impossibly soft, impossibly huge curves. “God, look at me,” she purred, squeezing the heavy swell of her breasts, feeling them still growing against her touch. “I’m fucking massive. And it feels so damn good.” She arched, pressing into the sensation, loving the weight, the sheer size of herself.

"Note to self. Memorize this spell!"