Selena Makes it to the Town

Selena couldn’t help but suddenly feel bad as she walked away. She had no idea why she had snapped at Ionia. The fairy had only tried to help. There was no doubt in Selena’s mind Ionia was likely the kindest person she would meet while stuck in this cursed land. She shook her head and tried to clear it.

‘No,’ said the same nagging voice in her head, ‘She only wanted to outdo you. Ionia did not care about you. She only wanted to take your curves.’

Selena shook her head, and tried to chase the thoughts away. She **** herself to look around at the beautiful scenery as she walked. The brunette kept her guard up now. The fear of getting caught off guard again kept her alert, but she found herself being constantly distracted by her bouncing and jiggling body.

Her hands drifted along her body as she examined her new body. Her waist was petite and trim, but that was where the similarities to her original body ended. Each of her breasts was roughly the size of a basketball, if not slightly larger. They gently slapped her ribcage as she made her way down the winding trail. Her wide hips swished and swayed, and her equally impressive rear end wobbled and bounced with every step. The clothing the fairy had given her did little to provide her with support, and truly only served to keep her decent.

The path was long and winding. It led along a high cliff with an ocean of green treetops far below. Selena could feel her heart skip a beat as she noticed an open field that she gauged was maybe a mile away. The field had a small grassy hill in the center, and a large red beast lay at the top. Its body was a mass of bubbling and writhing flesh that looked like some kind of Lovecraftian horror. The thing was even complete with tentacles that coiled and twisted across the grassy knoll. She immediately recognized the shade of red, and realized it was the monster she run into earlier. Only now Selena was finally seeing the body that all of the writhing and grasping tentacles extended from.

She unexpectedly felt her mind nudging her. ‘Go to it,’ it whispered to her, as if trying to coax her forward. ‘Feel its pulsing energy from deep within you as it touches you again in places you didn’t know were possible. Taste its sweet cum as it fills you completely. Feel yourself grow once more.’

Selena stopped for a split second before she ultimately shook her head heavily, and dismissed the notion. She turned away, and walked further down the path as she continued along the cliff. She rounded a corner as the sun began to descend toward the horizon, sending an array of cascading colors across a valley and the beautiful landscape before her.

“That must be the village,” Selena muttered out loud, noting a ruined city that looked ruined and ancient. She saw tall crumbling structures that left nothing but ornate marble pillars. In the center of the ruins sat what she assumed was the village. It was nestled into a cluster of buildings that appeared to be in better condition than those that surrounded it. Her eyes followed the glow of torches that led down a wide street, connecting the settlement to the foot of the mountain that she now stood on.

She quickened her pace with the goal of reaching the city before the sun set behind the mountains on the far side of the village. The trail was a switchback path that wound its way down the mountain that changed from a dirt path to a brick paved road closer to the bottom. The air was cooler once she passed into the shadow of the mountains opposite her. A gentle breeze blew through and the chill it brought made her strawberry sized nipples perk up and press against her tight top. She shivered gently.

Ionia had provided her with soft sandals that scuffed on the paved road. Their sound echoed through the empty streets as she entered the city limits. Selena could hear the hustle and bustle of the town as she got closer. The woman felt her heart suddenly beat harder within her chest as she realized she would have to meet the average person that resided in Azzans domain.

Would they be evil? Some twisted form of humanity? Or are they like me? Scared, and trapped here, and desperately trying to escape? Selena’s mind continued to dwell on the possibilities, and ponder her fears right up until the moment when she reached the settlement and entered the market area.

Her concerns were immediately absolved when she saw the market full of humans bustling around. All of them hardly acknowledged Selena outside of a few quick glances at her deep cleavage or outrageous backside.

‘They must be used to people like me,’ Selena thought to herself.

She was surprised that no one seemed to care about how overly sexualized her body had become. Part of her appreciated that she was not out of place here, and that she was even welcomed as she came. The brunette felt a surprising wave of relief wash over her at the realization.

The smell of cooking meats and fresh baked bread wafted through the air and her stomach rumbled, reminding her of the fact she hadn’t eaten in hours. She looked around and saw a portly man standing behind a counter of a market stall. A multitude of dried meats hung from hooks and rested on the counter, and he was carving slices off and wrapping them in paper before handing them to a customer.

“Sir,” Selena said as she approached his stand, “Would you be able to help me?”

“What can I do for you?” he said, his eyes wandering down to her cleavage before darting back up to make eye contact.

“Sir… I’m… I’m not from here. And I’m incredibly hungry. I haven’t eaten all day. Do you think I could get a couple pieces of meat?” Selena all but pleaded.

His eyes seemed to bore into hers, “You got money?”

“Well, you see… I… I think I dropped my purse while I was lost in the woods,” She sheepishly lied as her stomach rumbled again.

“No coin, no food, I have a family to provide for,” He said with a huff, and turned away from her.

‘Convince him,’ the voice in her head whispered. Selena smirked and remembered the power of her femininity. She leaned forward and let her breasts press across the counter and up out of her top, deepening the canyon cleavage she was putting on display.

“Please sir, I’m so hungry… I’m sure we can come to some kind of… arrangement…,” she all but purred in a sultry tone.

The shopkeeper looked back, and stared at her cleavage for several seconds. Selena could practically see the gears turning in his head. He snapped back to attention and said, “Your tits don’t put food in my kids mouth. You need gold? Why don’t you try over there?”

Selena looked to where he was pointing, and noticed a building with a heavy amount of foot traffic. Many men were coming and going. Some had an arm wrapped around a woman more scantily clad than her. All of the women leaned against their male counterparts sensually, or hung on them in provocative ways. Tits pressed against them, and hips wiggled seductively. It was clear the place he was pointing at was a brothel.

With a huff Selena walked away. She was more insulted by him turning her down than she was at him insinuating she should work at a brothel to make money.

Honestly it's not a terrible idea, she thought to herself.

She shook the thought off and instead looked for somewhere else she could beg for food. After a few more attempts at begging and flaunting her body Selena discovered none of the vendors were willing to part with their goods in exchange for the services she wanted to offer. Between the consistent rejections and just taking the time to continue to look at those around her she quickly put together that for as blown out of proportion as her body had become magically enhanced bodies clearly weren’t an uncommon experience wherever ‘here’ was.

“Please sir,” Selena begged a man who was selling an assortment of breads, trying to use her charm once more, “I’ll do anything for just a loaf… Please? I’m ****…”

The baker looked at her. He refused to acknowledge the fact that she was squeezing her arms together and forcing her tits so far out of her top that she could feel the warm flesh touching her skin. He opened his mouth to respond but froze instead. His eyes went wide as he looked past her before he quickly began packing up his stand.

“I can’t help you… you need to leave right now,” he said.

Selena was confused at first. She heard an uncanny hush settle over the previously noisy village square. The boisterous crowd barely generated more than a murmur. A chill crept down her spine as goosebumps spread across her skin.

‘Something's not right… What's going on?’ she thought, as she turned around to see what had spooked everyone.

Across the square stood a hulking figure that towered over the crowd by several feet. Selena’s eyes went wide as she saw the rippling muscle of a humanoid figure walking shirtless through the crowd of people, wearing nothing but a pair of leather pants. A long bow that was taller than she was was slung across his back.

His dark eyes scanned the crowd as the townspeople parted around him like a rock in a river. Each of them avoided eye contact as he looked down at them checking their faces as he moved through the crowd.

‘It’s one of his agents isn’t it?’ she thought to herself, remembering Azzans warning that she couldn’t stay in the town too long or else she would risk his servants finding her. ‘I must have taken too long getting here.’

Selena looked around, happy she was still short enough to hide in the crowd. She spotted a side street. It was no more than an alley that led away from the town center, and deeper into the ruined city that made up the outskirts of town. She glanced back one last time and froze as she made eye contact for a brief second, his eyes conveyed an almost sad, haunted appearance. He looked away almost as quickly as he had made contact. Selena let out a deep sigh of relief as she turned, ducking her head as she slipped into the dark alley.

As soon as Selena rounded the corner she broke into a sprint, her colossal breasts slapping against her ribcage then back up to her chin. They threatened to spill out of her low cut top as they bounced wildly. Support was something the magically enhanced clothing did not provide. The busty woman could feel herself tiring quickly. She had not been athletic before her transformation, and being further over encumbered by pounds of jiggling fat hadn’t helped her situation.

She reached a crumbling building with ornate pillars built along the edge of a drop off. She chanced a glance over the edge and saw a beautiful cathedral beneath the old mansion. Selena leaned against one of the pillars as she tried to catch her breath. Her heaving chest caught the corner of her eye and she couldn’t help but look down and appreciate the way her cleavage rose and fell. She smirked at the slick sweat coating her skin that seemed to make the mounds of fat shine even in the gloom.

Selena was so entranced by her own breasts that she almost didn’t hear the sound of something scraping across the ground in the alley she had just come from. When she finally realized it, she was started as she quickly turned around. A deep growl emanated from the darkness. Two red glowing eyes pierced into her soul. It made her blood run cold. Selena backed up as the eyes grew closer, the shadows melting away as the beast revealed itself. Dark fur caught the moonlight as a hound stepped forward. Its paws padding across the ground. They were the size of dinner plates. The animal snarled, its lip curling to reveal pearl white teeth.

The railing pressed against her skin as she tried to back away from the monster.

“Niiiiiiice doggy…,” She said cautiously, as she raised her hands to appear as non-threatening as possible. The hound only growled louder in response, the rotten stench of its breath washing over her as it inched closer to her face.

“That’s enough,” A deep voice boomed from the shadows behind it. “Kul, to me.”

The dog stopped in its tracks and obeyed, backing up as its master stepped forward. Selena hung her head in defeat as she recognized the hulking figure of the thing from the market. The muscles under his green skin and the tusks protruding from his lower jaw reminded her of the orcs from the fantasy novels she grew up reading.

He turned his attention back to Selena, his dark eyes glaring at her as he said, “Hello Selena. It’s nice to meet you after all this time.”

“You… you know me?” She asked, her voice trembled in fear.

“All servants of Azzan know of you,” He said as he stepped closer, “My name is Farod the Hunter, and I am the manifestation of our Lord's physical strength.”

“Are you going to… hurt me?” She practically whimpered.

He chuckled at the comment. It was a deep rumbling in his chest as he showed emotion for the first time. “No… I will not hurt you, but only if you give me your full cooperation,” he demanded.