Irine has done it.  She went behind her mistress's back and destroyed her tower before having a giantess night on the town.  Now Lorelai is back and furious.  A punishment is in order.  But what do you do to teach a honey lady a lesson?  Maybe a juicy spell?  (This story was voted on by my patrons over on Patreon and will come to DA on Dec 21st.  It contains blueberry inflation, breast and ass inflation.)

“I don’t want to know.” Lorelai waved her hands. “All that you need to know is that you will be punished for this.”

             “But I said I am sorry. I can even help you rebuild the tower.”

             “Oh no, no, no. With how inexperienced you are with magic; I will not take that risk.”

Lorelai sighed. “I have something else planned for you.” She set the very tome that Irine had used to cause her lovely growth a few days ago on a nearby table. “You seem to have a very interesting fixation on this tome. So, as part of your punishment, I will use one of the spells from this on you.”

             Irine’s cheeks turned bright red. “Really?” She couldn’t hide the pleasure in her voice. “How cruel of you.”

             Lorelai laughed. “Tell me, did you perhaps take the time to review everything in this tome?” Irine shook her head. “I thought so.” She flipped the book open. “It is filled to the brim with all sorts of interesting growth spells. Some being. . .” She licked her lips. “Very unconventional.”

             “I mean. . . as long as I am taught my lesson.” Irine giggled. “That is what matters."