“Finally, a town. Somewhere I can get some… rest, yeah, rest.” Ruby giggled, trotting ahead of the rest of the group.

“Food!” Kira cried from atop Gladys’ back.

“I am mightily famished as well, squishy one.”

Lerissa stuffed her map between her breasts as the party entered the town’s gates. “Alright girls, we shouldn’t have to worry about monsters here, so feel free to split up and look around. Let’s just agree to meet back here at sundown”

Ruby stuck her hand out, palm down, and the others followed suit, stacking them on top of each other. “3, 2, 1, Team Squishy!”

Lerissa’s Adventure:

“Now what is there to do around here?” The tiefling warlock wondered aloud, standing idly in the busy town square.

A poster on the notice board caught her attention. “Reward: 10,000 Gold to any adventurer who apprehends the demon haunting our fair town’s catacombs.”

She grinned, thinking of what that kinda cash could buy. “Sure, this is supposed to be a day off, but who said I couldn’t make a bit of extra dough?”

Lerissa snatched up the poster, a pathway illuminating itself on the ground towards the quest’s goal. She followed it is exactly as it went, growing ever more nervous as the pleasant surroundings of the town’s market district gave way to seedy alleys and rundown hovels. She finally came face to face with her destination, a rundown church.

What may have once been beautiful was know a disheveled mess, one door hanging from it’s hinges, the other gone completely. What at one point were stained glass windows were now sun bleached shards of broken glass. The steeple, once tall and proud, was now but a pile of bricks, waiting to fall on the unwary head of a passerby. Even the church bell was in ruins, having fallen from its original place high in the steeple to rest on the church floor.

“What the hell have I gotten myself into?” Lerissa moaned, approaching the entranceway. “ENTER THE CATACOMBS” flashed across her vision as a new path lead her deeper into the church, sending her down a spiral staircase for what felt like an eternity.

Finally she entered into a large chamber, a hallways branching off in all four directions. Adorning the walls were an infinite number of caskets, though unlike she expected, they were immaculate. Everything in the catacombs seemed pristine. Gentle light kept the space well illuminated and there seemed to be nary a cobweb nor speck of dust.

“Are they sure it’s a demon down here and not a maid?” Lerissa joked with herself, cracking a grin. She looked down each hallway, and upon coming to the fourth and final she felt a welcoming warmth.
She followed the feeling, closing her eyes and letting the warmth wash over her and guide her. How many twists and turn she took, or how far she had walked, all of it was lost on her. The feeling just kept growing stronger and stronger until finally she felt like she was on fire with pleasure.
She opened her eyes and came face to face with what must could only be the source of this divine pleasure. Stretched out across a chaise lounge was a mammoth woman, even taller than Gladys, though where the barbarian was covered with thick muscles, the woman before her was all curves.

“Hello darling.” She purred. “Come to join my following?” She grinned, showing of a set of razor sharp fangs. “Or are you one of those imbeciles who’ve come to slay me?” She rolled her eyes. At least, Lerissa thought she did, it was hard to tell with them being pitch black in their entirety.
“I’m here… to… uh…” The tiefling was lost for words. The woman before her was obviously the demon, she had purple skin and gazelle’s horns after all, but at the same time, she was fucking gorgeous. Lerissa felt the insides of her thighs grow moist as she struggled with what to do.

The demoness rose from her lounge, bat-like wings spreading from her hips and casting a shadow over the warlock. “How about I show you what it means to be a follower, and then you decide? Hmm?” She licked her lips, they were so plump… and juicy.

Lerissa shook herself out of her stupor. “No! I came here to do one thing! To kick ass, and chew bubblegum!” The succubus frowned. “And I’m all out of bubblegum.”

“Fine, be that way. But I hope you brought an army, because I brought mine.” She furled up her wings to reveal a squad of men and women, their eyes glazed over by the demon’s spell.

“Bring it on bitch.” Lerissa smirked, preparing her favorite flame spell. She figured if she took out the big baddie, all the minions would be released. It was worth a shot anyways.

The warlock took aim and fired. The fireball flew harmlessly over the succubus’ head and collided with the ceiling.

The demon laughed, her mighty breasts bouncing. “You expect do defeat me with spells like that? I vastly overestimated you.”

“Look again skank.” Lerissa giggled, pointing up to the ceiling. Cracks spread out like a spiders web from where the fireball hit as the entire ceiling creaked and groaned in protest. Suddenly, with a crash like thunder, the church bell dropped through catacombs like a meteor, coming to rest
atop where the demoness stood moments before.

“That’s what you get for building your hideout directly underneath the church.” Lerissa giggled.
“And you thought you’d get me lost with all your crazy twists and turns. Too bad you weren’t prepared for someone with a maxed out cartography skill.”

The warlock smirked as the demoness exploded into a colorful cloud of pixels, dusting over her and halfway filling her experience bar. She was surprised when text scrolled across her face. “DEMON SLAIN. STAT UP: SUCCUBUS”.

“What the fuck…” She started as the changes hit her. She could feel pressure in her back and almost instinctively knew that she had sprouted an imp like pair of wings. To go along with them her teeth grew sharper, and, as with all changes in Boobalon, she felt a familiar weight adding itself to her bust and butt.

“Alright. I’m part demon now. I guess that’s cool. Now to get out of here and get my reward…”

Kira’s Adventure:

“Hmmm… where to go…” Kira mumbled as she wandered the streets, clutching her arms over her extreme bust. Her stomach rumbled again. “Need to eat something…”

The healer ducked into the first tavern she found, not noticing she had stumbled into the less reputable part of town. She stepped through the door and looked around, immediately realizing her mistake, but the bustling crowd inside pushed her along. Kira recoiled from the gazes of the rough-and-tumble men around her, her eyes bouncing from mean-looking glare to dagger belts. She squeezed her arms tighter over her chest before remembering that was a bad idea- Kira got the distinct feeling this was the last place to start leaking milk.

Without noticing, she was somehow jostled up to the bar, her chin just above it.

“What can I get ya, sweetheart?” came the voice of the bartender, like sandpaper on gravel. “Don’t let these ruffians fool ya, they wouldn’t hurt a fly, and certainly not such a cute little elf like yourself.”

Kira would’ve blushed if her skin wasn’t ash-gray. “Oh, uhmm… water would be nice, and whatever kind of food you have. I’ve been traveling for days and I’m starving!”
The bartender set to getting Kira food and water. “Traveling, huh? You look a little meek to be out by yourself.”

The elf climbed onto a barstool. “I’m with a group. A rogue and a warlock, and a big barbarian lady. I’m the healer!”

He set a mug of water and bowl of stew in front of her. “Now that sounds like safety. You’re a healer though? I heard the priestess at the church was looking for a skilled healer. A couple of guards got roughed up real bad in a bandit raid couple o’ nights back.”

“Really?” she asked, scarfing down the stew. It wasn’t great, but she wasn’t in the mood to be picky. “Can you give me directions?”

The path lit up before her as the quest began. Kira scurried along the town roads to the church, dodging the crowds as best she could. Arriving at her target, she had to put her whole body into pushing the heavy church door open. A glowing marker above an elderly woman’s head pointed her in the direction of the priestess, and Kira confidently walked up to her.

“I heard you need a healer?” she asked.

The priestess’ face lit up on seeing her. “Yes I do, dearie. You look right skilled about that, you do, so follow me to the undercroft.”

Kira followed her quickly down the stairs to the basement level.

“Here he is,” the priestess said. “All the others that were injured will be fine, but this one was full of bravado as they raided the bandit’s lair. You know how men are. Took a few arrows in the gut and got a few bruises on the arms.”

“I’ll see what I can do,” Kira stated as she kneeled next to the guard. Soft white light emanated from her as she began casting, and a few of the man’s bruises faded and minor cuts stitched themselves up. The light intensified as Kira began using her higher level abilities, but the more intense wounds remained.

Kira hmmmmed. “Should I..?” she whispered. The elf exhaled softly and relaxed her shoulders. “Priestess? Can I have some… privacy? I have another way to heal him, more powerful, but it is… intimate.”

The priestess’ face contorted in confusion. “You would take advantage of this man for your own satisfaction?”

Kira’s eyes widened with fear. “No! I just… have abilities that are… I’m just shy. It’s my, um… my breasts. I… my milk has healing properties.”

The older woman huffed. “Fine. Bring him back healed, or face the town’s justice.”

The elf managed to keep her composure as the haughty woman left her company. “Okay, Kira, you did this for Ruby before, it’s not any different… just healing someone in need… it’s like casting a healing spell!” She tried and failed to convince herself as she pulled at the top of her robes. With a bit of effort, her real-world-beach ball-sized tits tumbled out of her dress. The chill of the undercroft stiffened her nipples in moments, and she shimmied over towards the unconscious guardsman’s head.

“Oh, I hope he reacts better than the priestess did,” Kira whispered. “Alright, come here, you…”
She pulled his head up to one of her nipples, and just like Ruby, he instinctively latched on. Kira bit her lip as her milk let down; she watched as his more grievous wounds began to close, the flesh knitting itself back together.

“M...m-m…” Kira resisted the urge to give in to her cow nature.

The guard’s eyes opened, slowly, milk running down his chin. “Ah!” He released and crawled back, away from her.

Kira began frantically covering herself. “Don’t panic! Please! I know it’s not a… normal… method of healing, but… you’re okay now. I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable.”

The guard, now remembering how injured he was, stared incredulously down at his chest- not even scars remained of his wounds. “H-h-how… you?”

“I’m a healer and an adventurer,” Kira explained, calmly. “In an ancient ruin I was… granted a more powerful healing ability. You’ve just experienced it. Please go up to see the priestess as soon as you can, she was very… unhappy with my proposal to heal you.” The guard nodded and scrambled up the stairs as Kira’s screen flashed: LEVEL UP! STAT UP: COW!

“Oh, I’m the same level as everyone else now! Hooray!” Kira’s robes stretched as she grew bustier, the stitching straining to contain her increasing bustiness. The rest of her cow features increased as well, her tail growing just that much longer underneath her robes, and her horns pushing out noticeably from her forehead. Kira moaned as her udders firmed up, her milk production strengthening, some of it leaking out into her robes. “M-m… moooo,” she moaned, finally giving in to the effects of the drop.

As she stood up, Kira noticed the splotches on her robes darken as the fabric stretched and reformed around her gigantic boobs- probably yoga-ball sized by now. The front of it dampened as she constantly leaked. “Mooooo…” she whispered.

Ruby’s Sexcapades:

Ruby stood across a shingled roof and looked out over the surprisingly vast town. “Now if I were a brothel, where would I be?” She eyed up the seedy side of town, unknowing that her friends had already ventured there. “Gotcha.” She giggled, licking her lips.

It didn’t take long by rooftop for the rogue to reach her destination, dropping down in front of the door gracefully with a cascade of sensual jiggles through her curves. She confidently strode into the building and winked at the impressively endowed woman working at the front counter.
“I’m looking to spend some time with your best girls, and men, if you have them.” She giggled and pulled the bag of coins from her cleavage, “procured” from some of the wealthier looking npc’s they’d passed since the starting town.

The woman behind the counter grinned and curled her finger, gesturing for Ruby to follow. When the vampiress tried to pay the woman shook her head. “For a cutie like you, I’m sure the girls will be willing to work for free.”

The backroom of the brothel was its pride and joy, well lit with extravagant pillows, beds, and anything else desired by their highest paying clients. Waiting for her were a trio of girls, all with bodies like the counter girl, only slightly smaller than Ruby in terms of curves. The woman from the front pulled the door shut behind them and locked it with a key from her cleavage, tossing it into a pile of pillows where Ruby didn’t care if she ever saw it again.

“Sorry we don’t have any studs, Madame.” The girl on the left said, giving Ruby a sexy pout with her best puppy dog eyes.

“But I’m sure we can make it up to you.” The right girl said with a wink.

“We are professionals after all.” The center girl pulled the lollipop out from between her lips with an audible pop and flashed a devilish grin.

“Just relax, and let us treat you to a world of delight.” The counter girl spun Ruby around and gently pushed her back onto the bed.

The girls were quick to react, stripping Ruby naked and attacking her supple, naked body. The girls to the sides each took a breast, sucking a nipple between their soft lips and sucking and licking. Ruby moaned loudly as the right nibbled and pawed at her breast aggressively while the left gently kissed and caressed her tit.

The counter maid was next up, diving between the rogue’s thick thighs and lapping at her soaking pussy neediy, as if worshipping her. Her tongue was like magic, sending intense waves of pleasure through Ruby’s body. She wrapped her arms around Ruby, squeezing and kneading the vast expanse of her cheeks, the flesh soft and doughy.

Not to be left out the center girl lowered herself onto Ruby’s face with a giggle. “I can tell your the kinda girl who doesn’t just lay around, so here’s a sweet treat!” The vampiress was all too willing lick at the girl’s delicious pussy, quickly falling in love with the girl’s nectar.

A feeling was growing in Ruby’s belly and a familiar “STAT UP: SEX” scrolled in front of her, even though all she could see was the soft body of the girl on top of her. The girls fondling her boobs were surprised with an extra bit of size and the right got a nice nipple ring to yank and tug on to further please the rogue.

The girl riding her face was ecstatic to feel a stud forming in Ruby’s tongue, adding all the more pleasure to the vampire’s skillful tongue fucking. And Ruby’s body wasn’t going to leave any girl behind as she developed a compulsion to rock and roll her bottom half, squeezing her thighs around the counter girl’s head and pulling her deeper into herself.

Ruby was in heaven, and she didn’t plan on leaving until she absolutely had to…

Gladys’ Gauntlet:

“New to the arena is a woman so large, so powerful, we had to skip her right past the introductory battles and send her straight against… the beast!” the arena announcer shouted. “I give you now… Gladys the Giantess!”

The party’s barbarian strode out into the sandy arena pit, unarmed, looking as focused and terrifying as ever. She flexed a bit for the crowd as they cheered.

“Open the gates!” Two arena hands pulled on thick iron chains, raising the metal grate that covered the other entrance to the arena. From the darkness, Gladys could hear the grunts and roars of a beast she’d never fought before- but she kept her composure even as it charged towards her. Monstrous and hairy, the troll was at least a foot taller than her, thickly muscled and lacking any form of self-preservation instinct.

Gladys lowered her stance, preparing for the monster’s attack. It swung one of its huge arms towards her, but she rolled under it to the creature's side. The troll swung its arm back towards her, but the barbarian caught in and dug her heels into the ground. She grabbed onto its forearm, spinning the beast around her before tossing it into one of the walls of the arena with a heavy thud.

She pounced on the concussed troll, pressing her hands to either side of its head. In a flash, the beast exploded into pixels as Gladys crushed its skull like a grape.

“Let’s see how she contends with multiple foes!”

The gate raised again, and a handful of goblins sampered through. Gladys picked one up and grabbed its ankles, swinging it around into the others, sending them flying, pixels showering the crowd as the outmatched monsters hit the walls. She took the one in her hands and threw it towards the
announcer.

“Do not insult me like this, tiny man!”

Reunion:

Lerissa stood at the gate, impatiently tapping her foot as the sun sunk deeper and deeper beneath the horizon. “Whether it’s the real world or an imaginary one, those three are always late.”

Kira scurried up to Lerissa, milk sloshing in her breasts with every labored step. “Sorry I’m late! My boobies got bigger, and it’s starting to be difficult to carry them.” She blushed her usual dark elf blush.

Gladys followed not far behind her, hoisting what looked to be a championship wrestling belt in one hand and a broadsword to match her axe in the other. “I would apologize for being late like the squishy elf, but as the newest champion of the arena, I believe it should be overlooked.”

Ruby was the last to rejoin the party, her hips swaying ludicrously as she sashayed towards her companions. “Like, sorry I’m late.” She giggled, twirling a strand of her longer hair around her finger. “I got held up at the… at the armory. Yeah, the armory!” She giggled and licked her ever plumper lips.

Lerissa sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. “It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine. Can we just find somewhere to sleep for the night.”

“I might know a place!” Ruby giggled.

“Ooh, I’m not sure I want to go to a place Ruby knows…” Kira whispered.