In the highest point of a very large black tower was a single window. Within this very window was the silhouette of a figure with a large pointed hat. Only one person was known to live here. The dark magic wizard Olaf. Olaf stood over a crystal ball, his long fingers caressing the orb. His hideously miskept finger nails, both yellowish and broken, tapped on the ball gently has he looked to be massaging the object.
Appearing inside the object was none other than the woman he wanted most. The one who's breasts he had enhanced to almost unimaginable proportions to bring about his own prophecy and, of course, to fulfill his lustful desires was the buxom beauty herself, Joscelin.
Within his spherical orb he watched has Joscelin, his old assistant Driggle, and their newest companion Gwendolyn told of their battle with the gremlin menace to Gwen's father,and Elder of the elven village of Enedalur, Zie.
They spoke of what all transpired within the cave and how Gwen was saved from her unfortunate predicament by the blonde and the imp.
With a swirl of his index finger, Olaf focused the crystal's attention onto Joscelin. More so her huge, magically enhanced breasts just full of sweet milk.
"Oh yes, my beauty. That bountiful bosom of yours will be mine once again!" laughed the old wizard.
Olaf turned away from the crystal ball and over to his table. On the table were a small cauldron with a small flame lit underneath. Some strange liquid was boiling inside. He sniffed the air around the boiling cauldron, "Ah! Yes almost ready!" Olaf announced proudly. He grabbed a strange gem that sat next to the wizard's concoction and brought it over to what resembled a pentagram. A huge circle drawn onto the floor with an eye in the middle. He sat the gem in the center then walked back to his cauldron.
"Once this is complete, I'll be able to teleport myself to that busty cow." He told himself, "I must be quick in doing so. I only have one opportunity at this, so I must get her at her most vulnerable."
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After talking with the Elder, Gwendolyn offered for both Joscelin and Driggle to share her bed for rest. She turned to the busty blonde, looking at her with bedroom eyes, "So, what do you say?" Gwen slowly brought her hand up to gently hold Joscelin's.
The buxom beauty's heart fluttered has her cheeks became reddish, "Um, Y-yes! Absolutely!
Gwen gave a big warm smile then hugged Josie tight. Their huge breasts squished together creating a spectacular amount of cleavage. Zie smiled at the affectionate display, while Driggle's jaw nearly fell to the floor as he stared in awe at both women and their humongous love pillows.
Later that evening as the three companions slept, Joscelin awoke suddenly. Though she was not having a nightmare, more accurately she had no dreams at all. Just darkness and a strange feeling of being watched. She breathed a sigh of relief as she looked to her right and saw Gwen and Driggle sound asleep. Driggle laid snoring between the two beauties. Before they had fallen asleep, both Gwen and Joscelin gave their armor and clothing to Zie to have them cleaned. This left the babes totally nude, much to Driggle's liking. The small imp groped and suckled apon both pairs of breasts happily until he sucommed to exhaustion and passed out.
Once he was asleep, Gwen had kissed Josie on the cheek and bid the busty blonde goodnight. Now fully awake, the buxom beauty rose from the bed carefully as to not disturb her companions. She walked over to the open window. She heard the crickets chirping through the cool night air. From the look of the sky she knew dawn would be breaking over the horizon in only a short while.
But then Josie heard a faint rustle in the bushes near the forest. Her eyes scanned the best they could, trying to see through the blackness and into the trees. Then she saw something. Two slightly glowing red dots appeared in one of the trees. She thought they resembled eyes, "But.. They're glowing red." She thought.
They eyes began to glow a bit brighter. Almost pulsating like the embers of a fire. She felt a strange sensation overtake her while staring into them. Josie wanted to look away but found she could not. She felt like she was losing track of time but still she was unable to drop her gaze away from the hypnotic glowing.
"Joscelin." She heard a voice whisper. Was it from the thing that possessed the red eyes?
"Joscelin!" The voice said louder as she felt a hand touch her shoulder. In that moment, Josie was able to turn away from the eyes and looked over her shoulder to find Gwendolyn had woken up.
"Is everything alright?" Gwen asked.
Joscelin looked out the window again to find the eyes were gone. She turned back to Gwen and told her well endowed friend, "Yes. Everything is fine." She said with a half-smile. Thinking it best to just put the strange happening out of her mind.
"It looks like the sun is ready to rise. How about we head over to the lake and help each other get washed." Gwen said seductively as she placed her hands on Josie's wide hips. The busty blonde blushed, "I'd like that."
She leaned in and kissed Gwen passionately. The pair quietly moved passed the snoring imp and headed for the lake.
Once the two buxom babes made it to the lake, only covered by small towels made of elven material, they chose to embrace the coldness of the water together. tossing the towels to the side, both lovely ladies held hands as they began to walk into the water. They giggled and laughed a loud at just how silly they must have looked as they both were hesitant to fully enter the lake. Their nipples became fully erect once they made it about waist deep. Gwen taking notice of Joscelin's, and Joscelin taking notice of Gwen's. The pair stared at each other, admiring one another's natural beauty.
Josie walked over to Gwen, placing her hands on her hips, as Gwen did the same. Both women began to kiss each other softly. The busty blonde brought one of her hands up and began to tease the elf's tender nub. This sparked a great amount of lust in Gwen who in return began to kiss Josie more intensely and even brought her own hand up and groped the blonde's huge milk-filled teet.
They both enjoyed the passionate foreplay a bit longer. Gwendolyn then broke their kiss and began to leave a trail of kisses down Joscelin's neck, her shoulder, then to her lovely breast. Gwen, like so many others, wondered what her milk must taste like, and as she kissed the bountiful flesh one last time, she then began suckling on the inch long nipple.
The buxom beauty's body responded quickly to the hungry mouth of Gwen as she began to lactate. Milk practically gushing out of her tit has the elf slurped and drank mouthfuls of the warm liquid. It tasted like nothing else before, Gwen thought. So warm, so sweet, even a bit salty. It was incredible.
Josie felt her pussy tingle furiously. Though after a good amount of milk was sucked from her wonderfully huge tit, she felt that all too familiar weakening feeling.
"G..Gwen.." Joscelin spoke softly, "Gwen, as much as I love the feeling of you on my bosom. The more you drink the weaker I become."
The young busty elf stopped her suckling and looked into Josie's beautiful blue eyes, "Olaf.."
Joscelin hung her head, remembering who gave her these lovely breasts in the first place. Gwendolyn placed her hand under the blonde's chin and guided her eyes back to her own green ones, " You may see these as a curse, but they are anything but." Gwen said softly, "These breasts do not define who you are, your actions to. You are a kind and capable woman and these don't take away from that."
