Feferi/Aradia |Big boobs/butt|

If there was one thing Feferi had learned in her time in the dream bubbles, it's was that beaches on Alternia were nothing compared to the beaches on Earth. They were absolutely breathtaking, with cool sparkling water and the pleasantly mild Earth sun. She found herself wandering to this bubble in particular, relishing in the feel of digging her toes into the warm sand and inhaling the light breeze that occasionally ruffled her hair; if she ever found out which human this memory belonged too she would be forever in their debt for such a lovely place. It seemed today she was not alone in her little paradise, several other trolls and even a few humans she couldn’t remember the names of were scattered across the beach. What really caught her eye though was the distinctive flaming red two-piece and mop of hair she could make out in the water; she was already walking out of the water when she spotted Feferi and waved enthusiastically,

“oh, feferi!” There's a certain melodic ring Aradia's voice has that Feferi never had the chance to appreciate before either of them died; it brings a smile to the fish girl's face and she waves backs just as cheerfully. The spunky lowblood is already jogging up from the shore; she seems more excited than usual, so much so when she passes by her towel she simply kicks it up with her foot, snatches it from the air, her long strides uninterrupted. When she's close enough, Feferi extends her arms and readies herself for one of Megido's fierce hugs; and true to form Aradia all but leaps into the other girl's arms, squeezing Feferi tight enough for their chests to smash together and for her wet suit to start soaking into Feferi's once dry one-piece. When the two finally part, Feferi dives right into conversation.

") (--ELLO! Aradia, ) (ow ) (ave you been?" She smiles, Aradia's excited mood is too contagious and she finds herself giggling and smiling more and more as Aradia regales her with tales of two humans, Dave and Rose, and fabled corpse parties, and even meeting her dancestor for a bit in one bubble. Curiously when she mentions her, Damara is her name, Aradia's face flushes and she starts to whisper that it's a story for another time. Of course, as heiress, Feferi loves to hear about The People and a little gossip never hurt anyone; she presses Aradia for more information, putting one hand on her hip and the other to shake a disapproving finger at her maroon friend.

"O) ( come on Aradia, it's not like you're glubbing about a buoy!" Piexes even fixes Aradia with her sternest look, and after a moment of awkward silence Aradia sighs and nods.

"oh fine, if you want to know that badly! i'll tell you, but only in private, let's go." Feeling a little prouder of herself than she probably ought to, Feferi takes the lead and begins the trek to find a more secluded area of the beach. Since she's already an airhead, Feferi doesn't even notice that Aradia's footsteps have picked up speed, and she certainly doesn't notice when the tell-tale whirling of Aradia's towel starts. The maid times it perfectly, Feferi is mid-step when the sharp crack of towel on skin rings out and she nearly jumps out of her skin when she feels the sting on her ass.

“38O A) (!” And before she even realized it her body had begun to swell up in surprise, her tits more than doubling in size and straining against the top half of her swimsuit. They bulged almost comically, stretching the dark fabric until it ripped apart from the center until completely opening up and exposing her chest. As if that wasn’t awful enough, her already plush backside grew as well, filling out the bottom end of her one piece until that too began to tear apart. By the time her ass and hips stopped growing, her entire swimsuit had been torn to shreds, falling off her body onto the sand and leaving her desperately trying to cover her puffy nipples with one arm and her crotch with the second. There wasn’t even a chance she could abscond with her dignity, the noise that startled her had drawn everyone’s attention to her, and even if it hadn’t the multitude of whispers that broke out when her swimsuit first started showing odd protrusions means the entirety of the beach knew what had happened.

“oh dear feferi!! i didn’t know that was going to happen!” The heiress turned around to see Aradia still holding her towel; pouting and looking up through her long lashes, appearing mostly apologetic even if it doesn’t match her tone of voice. Feferi feels like she ought to be angry, but she can’t muster up anything more than embarrassment and shame and she wishes she were alive so she could just wake up and forget this ever happened. Aradia doesn't feel too bad about startling the girl into nudity until she can see Feferi's bottom lip trembling, the troll seemingly near tears, and that gets her right in the heart. Extending her hand, Aradia tries to give the future empress a reassuring smile,

"let me make it up to you," Not even waiting for approval, Aradia reaches forward and grabs a handful of boob, squeezing roughly before using her other hand to reach around to the would-be heiress' ass. Sighing into the other girl’s touch, Feferi lets herself relax, her arms holding onto Aradia's shoulders to keep her from moving around too much. Stuck in place, Aradia decides to rest her head against her friend's bosom, her face sinking into Feferi's tender flesh and her lips brushing across her swollen nipples. With her hand still massaging and groping as much of Feferi's ass as she can reach, the sounds of her victim's muffled moaning drives Aradia forward. She takes a dusty fuchsia nipple into her mouth and sucks, gently at first then harder until her dull teeth are digging in, leaving deep impressions but not quite breaking the skin. Her back arching into the girl's skilled touch, Feferi has all but forgotten what she was upset about in the first place; she lets herself relax, enjoying the way Aradia toys with her tit, her small hand pawing eagerly even when her massive gray breast spills over, and the suckling is even better. Aradia's lush lips circle around her nipple, sucking and licking against the sensitive bud until Feferi is left squirming, taking one hand and looping her fingers through Aradia's hair, forcing her face even farther into her bosom. She's practically suffocating in the thick flesh, but the maroon blood continues to suck on her teat, nipping and licking in sync with her grouping and pinching.

"O) ( s) (ell, Aradia..." She can barely think, let alone talk, her voice coming out in breathy rasps, and the sound drives Aradia crazy. She takes the hand that's been shaking and squeezing Feferi's fat ass and uses it to test out how well she can spread those cheeks. It's harder than she anticipated, but Aradia does love a challenge, and while she ponders how to handle this problem, she begins slapping her partner's ass, feeling it jiggle and wobble under her palm. It takes Feferi by surprise, and she squeaks, jumping and causing her breasts to bounce in Aradia's face and hand; her vision is all gray skin with fuchsia tints, and it gets even worse when Aradia rears her hand back and spanks her again, smiling into those immense breasts when Feferi yelps again, her bust heaving and smothering Aradia's face. When she's had her fun tormenting Feferi's fat cheeks, Aradia finally comes up with a way to have her way with Feferi's nook. It takes all of Aradia’s effort to pull apart Feferi’s massive cheeks with just one hand, her thumb and middle finger spreading her voluptuous ass, and with practiced skill Aradia manages to slide her index finger right between those huge cheeks, nail tickling Feferi's nook before pushing all the way inside. She can hear Feferi gasp, feel her body trembling as she pushing farther and father inside her entrance; it's difficult to maneuver, but the rhythmic clenching and whimpering from Feferi spurs her on. When Feferi's hands finally start to slacken their grip on her shoulders, Aradia takes the opportunity to raise herself up to kiss her, smearing lipstick across Feferi's face before trailing kisses down her jawline and onto her neck then back to her boobs. She bites down, sucking on the tops of Feferi's chest until she's sure she's left bruises; it's enough of a distraction for Aradia to start thrusting with her index and middle fingers simultaneously. She slides in and out of her nook with little effort, feeling the sticky coating of tyrian genetic fluids drip onto her hands. Between the fingering, the groping and the sucking, Feferi is in heaven; her nipples are so hard they hurt and her body is shaking and trembling from over stimulation. At one point, Aradia twists her fingers just right and Feferi’s eyes squeeze shut, her body tensing all over before she wheezes and screams.

"COD, ARADIA!!" The heiress' head tilts back, eyes rolling as she arches in orgasm, genetic fluid pouring out of her and onto the sand, spraying on Aradia's legs and feet. Aradia only pulls out of her nook, resting her hand on Feferi's jiggling ass while she waits for her friend to finish cumming, idly toying with still hard nipples until she can feel Feferi's body finally calm down. Smiling, she pulls away from Feferi to enjoy her handiwork; the fishy high blood is still nude, breasts seemingly to slowly deflate back to their usual size, even her hips and ass are shrinking, and her legs are coated in shiny fuchsia cum. It’s a good day’s work if the Maid of Time says so and of course she does. She pats Feferi on the shoulder to get her to focus and gives the girl a thumbs up,

"well feferi, i'd love to stay and chat but i do need to run! meenah should be coming from the pink moon and i want to greet her!" She's a little too dazed to comprehend it completely, but Feferi nods and waves goodbye, watching Aradia seemingly disappear into nothingness. It's not for a few more minutes that she realizes that a) she let Aradia take advantage of her in front of ghosts on the beach and b) she didn't even tell her about that story with her and Damara.

"O) ( ) ( ) (! Aradia you jerk!! 38I"

She could feel her chest starting to swell again...