[Bimbofication, Expansion, Mind Drain, Tits for Brains]

"Is something the matter, Hero? Your companion seems to be glaring at me. As if I have committed some manner of grave sin that has earned her ire."

The brown-haired girl clad in the blue and white garb that made her immediately identifiable as a Hero, especially when paired together with the tiara that had such a bright blue sapphire embedded in it which served to amplify her Hero-ness. Which also served to contrast her rather feminine figure, and how short the garb was. Both at her arms, leaving her with a pair of exposed armpits, and down below around her waist, leaving her with barely anything covering her nethers.

As for her companion, she was dressed much more conservatively. White robe with a little bit of red added as a trim, with the companion's head hidden within her hood. You could barely see anything except for her bright yellow eyes, making her look more like some sort of creature rather than the Mage that she was meant to be...

And the one that was inquiring with her, regarding the hostility that she felt from the Mage? She was known as The Countess. A woman clad in a regal jacket with matching bottoms, though that wasn't really what you truly paid attention to if you were to gaze upon her. No, the thing that drew your eyes was neither the fact that she subdued her own femininity with her choice of clothing, nor the fact that she was a vampire.

It was her overwhelmingly thick and long blonde locks. There was so much damn hair that it was almost like she was letting it hang like a flowing cape, to the point where one might wonder if she could handle it all blowing in the wind. Then again, given the nature of Vampires, especially one as regal as her, she probably didn't wander outside when she could risk all of that blowing around...

"Ah. I... Uhm..." The Hero muttered, fidgeting in place as she was partly distracted by how absolutely beautiful The Countess was. Just as she had been the first time that she wandered into this manor with the Mage at her side. Despite the obvious dangers of joining forces with a Vampire, she had agreed to help her vanquish her mortal enemy, the Baroness. All so that The Countess could flourish once more. "N-Nothing, it's nothing-"

The Hero felt her dearest smacking her across the head with her thick staff. "Idiot, don't try to cover for me! I'll tell her!" The Mage said, ignoring the slight tears running down the Hero's cheeks. If she didn't want to get hurt, she should've just let her speak in the first place. "I'll say it. You're creepy, Countess! I don't know why my Hero decided that it was a bright and brilliant idea to help you, but after fighting the Baroness, I can't shake the feeling. You're going to do something awful to this land, I just know it!"

"Ahhh. Such conviction. I understand why she wanted to try and soften the blow." The Countess laughed in turn, clapping with glee as she pulled herself from her throne. "I understand that you are frightened, Lady Mage. You think I will be like the Baroness, ruling these lands of mine with a terrifying fist. Turning all within my borders into deathless ones, to join me for the eternity we have to endure." She paused, brushing her hand through her hair slightly as she came face to face with the Mage. "Am I on the right track, Lady Mage?"

The Mage could feel her cheeks flushing slightly. The Countess was a beautiful woman. Those crimson eyes that were glowing as they gazed into hers didn't help matters. Neither did those full red lips. Or just her general aura. No wonder her Hero had gotten seduced by her. No wonder she fell for her tricks and willingly worked with a woman of the night..!

"You're right... I won't allow you to turn her into one too. She's mine, Countess! Not yours!" The Mage was awfully straightforward with what she wanted. Something that prompted her Hero to blush in the background, not expecting to be treated like that. Even though she really should've seen it coming, what with how they slept together under the night sky every night, cuddling up to one another...

The Countess laughed and clapped in response to that conviction. "Wonderful, wonderful. You are in a class of your own, Lady Mage." She said, taking a single step closer. Despite the holy magicks currently starting to radiate from the tip of the Mage's staff, she did not falter. In fact, it just beckoned her to come closer. To push down the hood that was hiding that beautiful face...

"What are you do-"

The Mage tried to stop her once she realized what she was doing. Tried to stop her from grabbing ahold of her hood and pulling it down, so that her own face could be exposed. Just as her darker skin and her white hair could be exposed... Exposing her nature as a Dark Elf. Somebody not unlike The Countess, attuned to the dark energies that plagued the land. By all means, she should've been enemies with the Hero...

And yet here she was. At the Hero's side. Because she saw her as an ally and a friend instead of a threat. Even so, the Mage hid away her body as much as she could. The Countess going so far as to pull her hood down to expose her was one of the most heinous things she could do, even if they were all alone in this manor...

But none of that truly mattered. Not a single second of that mattered. All because of The Countess pulling her into a deep and tender kiss. Letting those bright red lips push up against the Mage's own dark lips, all while the Mage tried to struggle back against her...

"W-what? C-Countess, why are you kissing her? S-stop!"

The Hero tried to call out to stop it all. But at the same time, the sight of her companion being kissed like this... It caused her to tremble. Not in fear, but with a different kind of feeling that she couldn't really say she was too familiar with. It definitely made her feel weak, to the point where she was just about to collapse onto her knees...

It felt like a small eternity had passed while The Countess kissed the Mage. But eventually, something started happening. Something that the Hero couldn't have expected...

The robe that the Mage wore fell off her body. Which shouldn't be possible, given the way she had been very careful to ensure that it properly wrapped around her. And yet...

And yet, as a swallowing sound echoed through the stuffy throne room of this manor, she was made awfully aware of why it had fallen. And it all revolved around those big mana tanks that hung from the Mage's chest...

It was another part of the Mage's body that she wasn't proud of. The fact that whenever she had too much mana in reserve, her bust would grow to the point where it might just incapacitate her from the sheer size. And yet, the Hero didn't say anything negative about it. If anything, her offer to milk her when it got that bad was one of the reasons why the Mage had grown so close to her.

Only, these breasts... They didn't feel full of mana. Usually, they'd feel like they were about to burst from the sheer amount of magic in them. But instead, they were simply growing. Growing and growing as the naked Mage seemingly kept on swallowing audibly. All while The Countess kept on kissing her more and more...

The Hero really should do something to try and stop all of this. But the way the Mage's breasts kept on growing distracted her. Those melons growing from a modest size, to bigger than her head, to so big that they might actually be confused for a cow's heavily engorged udders... It was like something important was draining into them...

"Ahhh..."

Only as The Countess pulled off the Mage did the Hero finally snap out of her breast-induced haze. Especially as she saw the dopey look on the Mage's face. Her companion was simply staring straight ahead with the stupidest look on her face, and a bit of drool pouring down her chin and into her much bigger cleavage...

"Such a wonderful meal. It's been a while since I've had the pleasure of draining such power. I feel eons younger, and it's all thanks to this wonderful young woman's reserves." The Countess said, as she carefully grabbed ahold of the Mage's breast, squeezing this incredibly soft marshmallow. All while the Mage refused to react, still smiling like the dope she was. "I'll take good care of you, dear. I've been longing for companionship, and a meal to boot."

"COUNT! RETURN HER TO NORMAL!"

The Countess laughed as she met the Hero's strike with one of her own, reflexively smashing her hand through the holy blade that the Hero tried to strike her with. Leaving the Hero stunned for a second as The Countess towered over her... She had been tall, yes, but...

Now that they were standing like this, the Hero certainly felt a lot smaller. Not only that, but The Countess felt a lot stronger than before. Not that she felt weak, but she felt a lot more... constrained...

"I'm afraid I cannot return that which I have drained, Hero. The Mage will need to redevelop her ego, especially after I helped turn most of what I didn't need into this marshmallowy mass." The Countess explained, squeezing into the breast for emphasis with her free hand. "I cannot deny that she was on the right track with her worries. However, I do not wish to turn the two of you into deathless beings such as myself."

Even if the Hero had lost her weapon, she still had her own magic. And now that The Countess had proven herself to be such a threat, she couldn't afford not to fight back. She had to try and burn her and force her into the sun. She had to-

"I wish to make you my dearest toys, Hero! Toys that will develop into such devoted lovers!"

She didn't get to finish. Not before The Countess ripped open her jacket, and a mind-destroying huge pair of tits were released. Such an enormous pair of melons that were just... just...

Just the way that they explosively popped free from their incredibly tight prison was enough to deliver a dangerous blow to the Hero's mind, the girl dropping what remained of her sword as she felt a bit of drool running down her chin. She just wanted to pull herself into those massive mammaries... Practically magnetized to this amazing chest...

"Ahh... Wonderful. I've regained this power... Thank you, my dear." The Countess said, planting a single kiss on the mindless Mage's cheek. A reward for what she had given her. All so she could focus her attention on the Hero...

And pull her straight into her bosom. That massive canyon that she called a bust practically wrapped around the Hero, making the poor girl gasp and moan as much as she could, unable to do anything except let her get swallowed by the bust...

The Hero's head popped out through the top of the cleavage. With most of the rest of her body still swallowed by The Countess's bust, swallowed by that marshmallow hell. All while she stared straight into those enthralling crimson eyes...

Right up until the moment she felt The Countess' lips pushing up against her own. She felt an intense suction from those lips. Just as she felt something forcing its way into her at the same time...

She couldn't hear her dress being torn to shreds. She couldn't hear the sloshing sound echoing out from her bust as it grew more and more. Nor could she feel her own magic, her own skills, everything that defined her... Being sucked out of her, just as she was swallowing everything that would convert the rest of her self into nothing but breasts...

All that the Hero felt right now was pure bliss, her eyes dimming as she kissed The Countess. Not able to do a thing. Not able to think at all. All she could do was stare straight ahead into those wonderful eyes as her fate was sealed through this incredibly tender kiss...

Once it broke, she grew limp within those breasts. Only when The Countess pulled her out from that cleavage was she able to simply stand there with her own breasts hanging proudly from her chest. Even with all the extra mass, they were still as perky as could be, just like the Mage's...

But there were no lights on up in her head. Not a single sign that she had ever been close to being a Hero. All that remained was a smiling and drooling dummy that stared straight ahead...

The Countess giggled as she pulled both girls close, letting them rest their empty heads against her majestic bosom. Far too happy with the power that she had regained by draining them dry, just as she was happy with the addition of two wonderful toys to her collection...

"You'll look wonderful, once you grow your own blonde locks. And until then... I plan on making sure you both learn everything you need to. My sweet toys." The Countess whispered into their ears, already plotting to have so much fun with them. To spend what felt like eternity with these wonderful girls...

Wonderful girls that could do nothing except drool and smile, their breasts carefully swaying with every idle breath. Powerless to stop what The Countess wanted for them...

Powerless to do anything except drool like the drained dummies they were...