For now, more with Willow and her new "Gods"

Willow felt special being the first to be chosen by her God's voice which rained powerfully upon her to comply with their divine desires. She stood straighter to be the best example of a devout follower despite knowing her sister followers are all equally loved by the deities who stood before her. Sadly she knew that she had spent too many years wasting her time with books and had an ugly almost boyish body that would impress none standing next to the voluptuous Buffy or Faith respectively, the two slayers had inherited looks which were denied to the teenage witch.

But now was the chance to be beautiful, not merely that but perfect for her new gods. The thought never occurred to her that she should not let these beings which she had only started worshiping today, shape not only her body but her very life to their whims. In fact she encouraged it, proudly displaying her body with her hands clasped by the wrists behind her back as a sign of her eternal submission. Her long nipples proudly stood like two banners upon the swelling hilltops that were her meager breasts. But maybe not meager for long.

The tall dark god before her smirked at her eagerness and reached out to touch her unworthy body, immediately grasping her by her B-cup breasts and rolling the nipples between his thumbs. Muttering to himself Willow caught her god's celestial voice disparaging her much to her inner shame. "Such small titties, no wonder you were always such a stuck up cunt. Won't be too much longer, you and your friends will be put in their place."

Willow beamed and pressed her modest mammaries into his divine hands, knowing full well that the gods can fix her lonely human existence and give her true meaning to follow. She felt her heart flutter in shame at how she had been underdeveloped and wasteful of her existence up until now. So with new resolve she looked reverently at his hands clutching her chest and spoke demurely almost as if in prayer. "Please my gods, give me the purpose I am truly meant for."

The god before her laughed out loud and several of his companions chuckled before speaking in a authority voice which rewrote her mind and brought joy to her ears. "Oh we have plenty of uses for you sluts, don't you worry." And with that she began to feel a glow deep within her chest, a power and lust which seemed to draw from her own energy, her eyes fluttered closed as her body felt weak. But she felt the energy concentrating and swelling within her bosom, directed by her very God's hands to expand her small tits to prodigiously massive proportions that sent her collapsing to her knees in a daze. As she fell her now watermelon tits slipped from her master and god's sturdy hands and wobbled pleasantly against her thighs. From above her the god stepped back chuckling to himself, "oops I guess I went a little too far, oh well I guess all of you will be getting it next." He gestured to the other naked women who shivered with their own anticipation. Before directing his attention back to the newly boob laden teenager, "one more pesky thing to handle with this bitch though." Willow felt exhausted from the change, feeling a familiar drain on her magic like when she casts spells. But this time from the manipulation of her god's divine designs. She glorified in the pleasure of serving her new masters and so with a softly respectful tone she answered him. "This bitch is ready for your divine intervention my lord. Please change me into the way I am supposed to be." Although deep down beyond her blind adoration for her newest deities, she couldn't shake the irksome feeling that something about the situation was wrong and that she shouldn't be allowing these gods to mess with her or her friends. She swallowed and looked devoutly upward towards her god and hoped he would rid her of her pesky disobedience next.