It was a few moments before dawn, and the sky had lightened in preparation of the sun's appearance. The forest was still and the mountain air was cold. The charcoal-colored dragoness was riding her trusted drake mount, silently hunting a wild puma that had recently begun to attack the trade roads. Several merchants had already made complaints and even traveling adventurers have had their share of hassles with the beast. Isadora had her bow and a small quiver strapped across her back, keeping it close by for when she spotted the wild cat. She stopped in a good clear area, checking the darkened trees for signs of movement. If this puma was being enough of a nuisance to aggravate people, yet still leave them alive to complain, then clearly its tactics were hit and run. Being armed and with her drake, it was sure to run if threatened, but it was also sure to attack if it was desperate for meat. The only solution was to wait it out and strike first. Isadora's ears twitch as she caught the lightest hint of a twig cracking. If she had so much as had her mount drake take another step at the same moment, she would have missed it. She took a deep breath and pulled her bow off her back and nocked an arrow. Wild animals didn't understand human behavior, and Isadora moved so naturally, this might as well be normal as far as a cat knew. She pulled back the bowstring with her arrow ready. She listened intently, catching the small faints sounds of footsteps. They were following the drake as it walked casually. Isadora let her arms relax as she followed the faint sounds, making sure that something was prowling before making her move. Striking fast, she pulled her bowstring, lifted her hands and let loose the arrow she had kept out. A deafening yowl could be heard. The puma sprung forth from its hiding spot, revealing that Isadora had managed to pierce its hind leg, which severely crippled it. Knowing that it couldn't escape if it tried to run, it decided to take the fight approach instead. Letting out another loud yowl, it tried to pounce at Isadora, but tripped up because of its pierced leg, falling short. Isadora wasted no time, lest it regain its stance. Pulling another arrow from her quiver, she pulled it back, focusing hard as she released the fatal shot through the cat's neck. Isadora hopped up off her mount with a light flap of her wings. She salvaged the two arrows from its carcass, trying to shake off any loose blood so they'd be easier to clean later. She lifted the dead animal and threw it to hang limply over the back of her mount. It was dirty work, but the puma would certainly provide some food and fur to make use of when she was back at home. --- A few moments earlier... Two figures had appeared in the world. They were large in stature, with one standing at an even eight feet tall, but the other was an immense fifty foot serpent. At the top of the snake-like coils was an anthro snake with a visibly female body. She was a beautiful, seductive naga, adorned with vibrant pink scales. She had immense G-cup breasts and long crimson hair that flowed all the way down past a wide pair of hips, and to both sides of her majestic cobra-like hood. Her hips were plentiful, giving her a unique hourglass curvature that one wouldn't have expected a serpent to have. Her bust, belly, and entire underside was covered in cream-colored segmented scales. The naga stood upright at seven feet tall, but the rest of her coils slithered back, six times longer than she was tall, curling side to side to occupy a more reasonable area. The eight-foot tall figure was a white anthro dragoness with no wings. She had no scales, instead being covered in lush fluffy fur. Her belly was a light golden yellow, with the same thickness of fluff covering a D-cup bust. One would say she looked very cute, if they looked past her toned build. Clearly this dragoness had spent a lot of time on her physique, as it showed even past the thick fur. It was awe-inspiring, coupled with her eight foot height, making her look like a true pillar of strength coated in a soft friendly shell. The two foreign creatures weren't in the world even a moment before they heard the dying yowl of a nearby wildcat. The area they had appeared in was thick wilderness, but sensing the sign of life, the white dragoness led the large naga. The relationship between the two was unique. Each seemed to have a vast respect for the other, but they continuously shared fond and intimate touches of their weakly clothed bodies. There was a strong, lustful chemistry between the two, as though they were ready to break into erotic play at any given moment. The two proceeded through the trees, moving cautiously at the idea of wild animals about. The naga slithered silently along the ground, whilst the fluffier dragoness' soft pads cushioned and muffled her steps. Soon enough, the pair happened upon the black dragoness, collecting the corpse of an animal she had hunted. The two waited in the shadows, watching her collect the arrows from the dead puma and slinging it over her mount. The drake was a powerful steed, boasting plenty of muscle and thick scaling to make it tough and sturdy. The naga watched, waiting for an opportunity to surprise the small dragoness. Unfortunately for her though, the fluffy dragoness had already made her move, sneaking through the trees and getting behind Isadora just as she was about to climb atop her mount. --- "H-h-hey! What's going on?!" Isadora yelped. She squirmed and thrashed as her whole body was lifted up from behind. A strong pair of fluffy white arms wrapped under her bust, hugging her against an equally fluffy pair of breasts that put her own to shame. Isadora's body was turned around, finding herself face to face with the soft image of the eight foot dragoness. "Hello there, miss!" the white dragoness said, gleefully, "My name is Torres! My friend and I have taken a pretty deep interest in you, finding you out here so early in your morning." "Wh-who are you?" Isadora asked, still squirming in the arms of the white fluffdragoness, Torres. "What do you want from me? What do you mean 'friend'? Who else is here?" Several questions came from the panicked black dragoness, as she tried to make sense of the situation she was suddenly put in. In response to one of her questions, the pink naga slithered forth from the darkness of the trees, grinning a bit slyly. "While I can appreciate striking fear in unsuspecting beings, I'm not sure that's what you were going for, Torres dear." The naga spoke, with a lustful tone. She slithered behind Isadora, standing taller on her coils to press her scaly bust on top of Isadora's head. "The name's Ravenna, mortal. I would tell you to memorize it, but I'm pretty sure, Torres and I are going to be having some fun with you that will be impossible to forget." "What kind of fun?" Isadora questioned, a bit nervously. "Nothing dangerous," Torres responded quickly. "We won't hurt you. The two of us were looking for a good time, and as fate would have it, we happened upon you! It's almost as if the three of us were meant to meet. If you're willing to join us in some carnal pleasures, I'm sure we can open your mind to a whole new world of possibilities!" Torres kept Isadora hugged against her as her head was pressed upon by Ravenna's bust. "I don't know..." Isadora murmured, still squirming a bit, but slowly relaxing as she realized that these strangers meant her no harm. When Torres made mention of pleasures of the flesh, the small dragoness gave the most intense blush of her life. She had never had the idea of sexual experimentation in her regular endeavors, let alone with two strange ladies from parts unknown. "This is all so sudden, but... I can't help but admit that your offer is very... interesting." Those words were a vast understatement to what Isadora was truly feeling. The warmth of Torres' arms were relaxing and very inviting. Her musculature was awe-inspiring, but not once did she feel that the fluffdragoness was abusing her strength. She felt Ravenna's hand reach around her, sneaking between the two dragoness' bodies to stroke at the black dragon's small breasts. Isadora let out a small gasp as the naga pinched at her nipples and massaged her meager tits, blushing a bit deeply at the pleasant sensation. Torres was getting into Ravenna's forwardness, though she returned the advances to the naga's own bust, licking at the delicious red nipples of the snake's soft bosom. Ravenna gave a mocking hiss, curling her body back slightly, grinning down at the fluffdragoness. "Now now, Torres dear," the naga cooed, curling to press her bust against Isadora's back, smushing her lightly between to the two ample busts of these strangers. "I know we're here to have fun, but I think we should focus more on our 'prey' than each other." She turned her gaze down at Isadora, slithering her snout to her shoulder. "You seem like a nice willing catch, but maybe we can draw a little more out of you!" With that, Ravenna spread her jaws wide, baring her fangs, before rapidly sinking her teeth into Isadora's shoulder. Isadora yelped at the sudden sting, but soon the pain was numbed as she could feel the naga's venom coursing through her system. Soon, thoughts of fear and escape were stricken from her mind, slowly replaced by the feeling of lust and desire. Admittedly, she hadn't been entirely against the two strangers and their offer of a delightful wilderness tryst, but the venom pulsing through her system brought all of that to the surface. Isadora moaned as Ravenna pulled her fangs back out. The naga licked her lips, as though she had just resisted making a meal out of the small black dragoness. The wound closed quickly, possibly a preserving effect of the venom, to ensure the victim isn't distracted by pain, lest their instincts kick in to make them flee. Staring into the eyes of the fluffdragon in front of her, Isadora leaned in and planted a lust-fueled kiss on Torres' lips. Torres no longer had any need to hold Isadora down, but she held her embrace, pulling Isadora closer to return the kiss. The two dragonesses made out in a hot mingling of tongues, Torres stroking her paws down along Isadora's thighs. Isadora felt wonderful, not sure if it was a side effect of the poison surging through her, or if it was the feeling of freedom and openness as she acted on every sexual impulse. Just when Torres thought that she had gotten all she could from the small dragoness, she felt Isadora's legs wrap around her own. Before she realized it, Torres felt Isadora humping and grinding along her fluff, still maintaining the kiss. All she could think was that Ravenna's venom was truly powerful to make this dragoness so sexually active in mere moments. Ravenna was hissing pleasantly. While Isadora would have had no idea what was happening, Torres was all too familiar with her serpent companion. Because Isadora was now so lust-driven, Ravenna was now feeding heavily on the small dragoness' lust. The sheer emotion of lust was a delicacy to the demonic snake, making her curves swell thicker. Her bust had grown a full cup size, and her hips had become plumper and wider. Her now H-cup breasts were much firmer and bouncier, with her nipples being thicker and puffier as well. Isadora was briefly distracted when she suddenly felt something thick and fleshy pressing into her back. She felt Ravenna lift her black tail up, as that warm flesh pressed its way firmly between her rump cheeks. Ravenna smiled pleasantly, working her curvier hips to slide her massive herm cock back and forth against Isadora's tailhole. As Isadora and Torres continued their wet, messy kiss, Ravenna fed greedily on their combined arousal. Lust was always a questionable sin, but Ravenna was pleased that the two dragonesses had plenty of it to feed on. As she absorbed more of the two dragons' lust, she hissed with blissful pleasure as her snakey hips bulged out even more, in addition to much larger breasts, skipping quickly to firm, swollen J-cups. Ravenna's thick shaft engorged between Isadora's rump cheeks, causing them to spread more. Ravenna used Isadora's humps against Torres to bounce the small dragoness' rear along her cock, licking her lips with delight as she got to feed on an unsuspecting victim while they did all the work. When Torres opened her eyes, she could see clearly what the snake demoness was up to. Ravenna was always preoccupied with outgrowing anything and everything she could. Torres murred softly as Isadora's tongueplay continued, happily suckling back to encourage the small dragoness to keep it up. That was where Torres got the idea to both tease her affectionate and power-hungry friend, and have some fun with her new acquaintance as well. Torres moved her soft handpaws down along Isadora's body, easing her right hand forward to place it on Ravenna's waist. The black dragoness and naga demoness could each feel a tingle run through their body, emanating from Torres' touch. While Ravenna continued her energy absorption from the two dragonesses' lust, her eyes widened as she felt the effect beginning to dwindle. Her absorption was beginning to slow, as her powers slowly weakened. Ravenna tried to focus harder, unsure of what was going on, but soon enough, her growth stopped completely, with her bust evening out at a bouncy L-cup. Ravenna inwardly worried, but her thoughts gathered quickly when she noticed the smirk on Torres' lips, even though they were still pressed against Isadora's. Before she could say anything, Ravenna felt her powers moving through Torres' body, a connection with them helping her keep track as they exited quickly into Isadora. Ravenna gasped in surprise, what little power she had left innately warning her of what had happened. Due to the immense power wielded by the goddess fluffdragon, her absorbing powers were now placed inside the black dragoness. Isadora felt strange, possibly even moreso than before. She felt the power being pushed into her by Torres, cooing pleasantly at first from the rush of power and energy filling her. However, that was after merely a fraction of the demonic power had entered her. Isadora broke her kiss with Torres to moan loudly at the bizarre sensation, as the intake of power was quickly becoming overwhelming, flooding her body, soul, and every other aspect of her form with raw foreign power. It quickly became too much to control, but the fluffdragon still had more to fill Isadora with. The last portion of power finally set her over the edge, causing Isadora to give another moan, except this one was more out of pure thrill. Isadora could feel the sinfully delicious energies of the two foreign creatures sandwiching her between them. Torres' were simple in them, feeling an abundance of lust buried deep beneath her fluffy surface. Before she could even try and figure out how to go about making use of her new absorbing powers, whether she wanted to or not, her body was already starting to feed on its own. Lust was drained in heavy quantity from Torres, as Isadora's body swelled quickly. Her once modest bust grew bigger than the fluffdragon's in mere moments, sporting an engorged E-cup bust. Isadora's hips and thighs followed suit, thickening up rounder, curvier, and smoother. Despite the already immense effect, Isadora could tell, with a light hint of caution, that she was nowhere near finished. That feeling quickly intensified when she finally became aware of Ravenna behind her. Isadora could feel that Ravenna was a buffet of sinful energy. Not only was the thrill of lust present, but many more soon revealed themselves. Isadora felt Ravenna's demonic pride. It wasn't surprising that a creature with such a grand amount of power would be cocky about what she wielded, and even though all of it had been drained from the naga, the emotion was there, being fed upon by Isadora. Next came Ravenna's gluttony. It was her desire to feed on practically every sinful source she could get her scaly hands on. The dragoness moaned as she couldn't control her new power's desire to absorb it, as her bosoms swelled up to immense G-cups, taking up a good portion of her chest now. She felt the sin not only fill into her, but become more of a part of her, like Ravenna's powers had become. As Ravenna's gluttony was fed upon, Isadora felt the hungry desires seep into her own thoughts. The demonic powers were probably responding more intensely to their original master's emotions, altering Isadora's thoughts slightly to take on her sinful personalities. Isadora soon felt hunger to absorb all she could feast upon, and though she was unable to control it herself, her body happily and all too willingly accepted the suggestion. With the taste of the new sin, Isadora soon sampled Ravenna's innate greed, that had regularly mixed with her gluttony in a combination of feeding and storing more and more energy to swell herself up. As the greedy emotions surged into Isadora's form, she felt Ravenna's powers take more control of her, simply absorbing all of the energies on their own. This greed was more of a part of Ravenna than Isadora could have realized. Even though the naga was capable of feeding on the full rainbow of sins, greed was a much larger part of her, and once its energy rejoined the powers that had belonged to their original host, there was nothing Isadora could do to stop her newly uncontrollable powers. Isadora grew rapidly, feeding on the lust, pride, gluttony, and greed between Torres and Ravenna, even growing in height some. The small dragoness became seven feet tall and her form continued to thicken into more prominent curves. Her bust had grown to bulbous H-cups, and were incredibly firm and tight, naturally forming the look of being molded by a bra, possibly responding to the abundance of lust amidst the three of them. Isadora was beginning to purr happily. It was less of an adorable purr, and more a lusty flirtatious purr, like an enticing invitation to a nearby lover. Conveniently for Isadora, she had two. Torres had mostly been hugging Isadora against herself, watching the dragoness struggle to gain control of the power she had been imbued with to start. The fluffdragon took a bit of delight in watching Isadora come to terms with the new pleasure rush of growing with power, and simultaneously watching Ravenna stare in surprise as the situation had been completely turned around from where it had started. Torres pressed her snout between Isadora's amazing bosoms, letting her tongue slip out and offer a few seductive licks to the firm cleavage. It seemed as though the fluffdragoness was doing all she could to feed Isadora her lust, admiring the swells of the black dragoness' bosoms. Torres fondly caressed the pert round orbs, soon focusing her touch to massage Isadora's nipples. They had grown plump and thick, jutting noticeably outward. Torres gave them a light squeeze, which provoked another moan from Isadora. They sprung back easily, keeping their shape just as well as the rest of Isadora's firm bust. As Torres paid her attention to Isadora's breasts, the black dragoness was soon feeling a new emotion being drawn in by her involuntary powers. This one was also coming from Ravenna. The naga had been rather absent from the fun happening in front of her. It seemed as though she was still in some sort of shock from having her powers drained. Having her deepest sinful emotions fed upon only added to her awe, as she watched the small dragoness grow larger and curvier. Everything that happened caused a fifth emotion to stem forth from the naga's inner thoughts. It was envy. As much as Ravenna refused to believe it, the situation she had been put in with this new dragoness made her slightly jealous of Isadora. Even though she knew deep down that the effects of Torres' abilities were temporary, it was enough to make Ravenna envious, of her own powers no less. It only intensified when Ravenna quickly realized that her brief loss of mental composure had opened a new channel of thought for the demoness' powers, which had practically taken on a mind of their own now. The envy that Isadora's body fed upon took form as the dragoness' body grew further in height. Ravenna and Torres both watch as Isadora grew to eight feet tall to match Torres, but only pushed higher in quick bursts. The black dragoness gasped as a few bursts made her jump to nine feet tall, while a few more sent her to ten feet. The sinful energy was giving the demonic powers their own envious motives, as if they couldn't bear to be the smallest creature of the three any longer. Isadora felt the resevoir of sinful energy running low, as she overindulged in feeding. Her growth slowed rapidly, just as she was topping eleven feet in height. Her body desired more, trying to find any more energy she could feed off of. The demonic power within Isadora seemed to recall that the naga has previously enhanced herself with the same absorption. Ravenna gave another gasp as she felt the energy she had stored being drained. She moaned disapprovingly as her bust was quickly shrunken down to their original G-cup size. Her hips and curves were next, being forcefully slimmed back down to their regular thickness. Isadora gave a hot pleasant pant as her bustline bulged incredibly fast, taking on Ravenna's previous chest girth. Isadora had jumped from H to L in seconds, her breasts round and swollen and her nipples having grown enough that they took up more of the surface of her massive mammaries. Torres was beyond impressed, pressing into the big black dragoness' nipple and mewing surprisedly as her finger slid in with a small bit of pressure. Isadora gave a quick yelp when she did, having never experienced that kind of penetration before. It was pleasant to her, but something unusual happened. When Ravenna's demonic powers had been taken into Torres' body for the brief moment before they had been transferred to Isadora, they had gotten a taste of Torres' goddesslike powers. There was such an immense resevoir of energy to be fed upon. The powers had been mostly dormant when they belonged to Ravenna, because of how well the demonic naga knew how to control them. To her, they were merely a part of her turned into a tool. When they exited her body, they had stayed mostly dormant, but when they were put into such a small, mortal frame, they began to take on a life of their own. The demonic energies were slowly corrupting the black dragoness, who still had lust-inducing venom coursing through her. Isadora's body had been assimilated by Ravenna's powers to be the storage for the limitless sinful energies they could absorb, but the taste they had for the goddess' powers were now intensified by the envious energy they had absorbed. Isadora gave a curious moan as something new was slowly being drained by Ravenna's powers. There was no emotion tied to it. It was a very pure energy, not aligned with anything recognizable. She felt that it was a raw power, repurposable to any form that Isadora could think of. The power was trickling into Isadora's body slowly, which was unusual to her. The absorption was so slow, the effects were pretty much invisible at first. That was when it struck her. Isadora was absorbing Torres' powers. The powers that belonged to a goddess. Isadora gasped again, stunned as she felt the flow increase, unable to even think as a wave of pleasure and a rush of power surged throughout her body. The demonic powers slowly became even more and more attuned to the goddess' powers as they were absorbed. Ravenna's demonic powers were using the raw energy, and using its moldable potential to allow them to feed on pure goddess energy, absorbing it and storing it in Isadora's body. Torres had realized what was happening. Like many other sources of magic, her powers weren't truly limitless. She simply had a very high capacity of energy that could be used and trained into any potential purpose. As such, all of her power as a goddess was a measurable force that rested in her body similar to a resevoir. And that made it susceptible to anything that could target her specific form of magical energy. Isadora's eyes widened in surprise as her body began changing, even moreso than the mere swelling of all the sinful energy she had sucked up. Her arms and legs began thickening, slowly at first, but increasing in pace at a steady rate. Her limbs thickened with muscle, swelling until they reached about equal with the fluffdragon's physical fitness, where they paused before thickening even further to go a few step beyond the goddess' current musculature. At that point, it was easy to see what was happening. The demonic powers in Isadora were feeding on Ravenna's envy, which had been been steady in abundance as the naga watched Isadora grow and change. Combined with the goddess powers they now had absurd amounts of access to, they wanted to be the biggest and best in every aspect among the three of them, if not everything else on Isadora's world. At that point, the pride that had been fed upon pushed the demonic powers to go even further, to be as powerful as they could possibly be. Ravenna clutched around Isadora's waist, hissing her objection at the big growing dragoness from behind, but nothing could stop Isadora now. Torres, on the other hand, wasn't worried at all. Her energy would regenerate when she was able to get some time to herself, so she didn't mind if her reserves were drained. Torres stroked approvingly at Isadora's newly formed biceps, just before her attention was drawn to the black dragoness' stomach. Torres caressed her paws along the grey scales, feeling as they slimmed and toned up into an impressive six-pack. The powers within Isadora were truly intent on making the once small dragoness as immense as possible in every way. Isadora felt Ravenna clutching her from behind, and returned some of her own rubbing to the dragoness who was fondling every inch of her body now. Isadora had grown to twelve feet tall at this point, but was still sandwiched between the eight foot tall fluffdragon and the fifty foot serpent with the seven foot anthro portion. The envy and pride building amongst Isadora's powers could only think of one course of action to compensate. With two pairs of arms trying to make work of Isadora's form at the same time, Isadora gave a soft pant as she felt something pushing out from her sides. Isadora observed as two new arms grew from under her original pair, starting off just as slim as her original build had been. Isadora purred softly as she felt them begin to thicken with musculature just like her first pair had, soon matching them in strength and bulk. The purr she had released showed that Isadora was starting to truly enjoy what Ravenna's powers were doing to her. Isadora gave a lustful growl as the changes continued. She felt her shoulders adjusting, as two more arms began to form up on top of her original pair. They stretched, once again just as slim as Isadora's original pair of arms. Isadora closed her eyes and smiled, knowing exactly what was coming next. This time she savored the moment, feeling the muscles expand and thicken, strengthening her as well as giving her a further advantage over the strangers that had been kind enough to bestow her with this kind of energy. This was when Ravenna couldn't bear it anymore. Isadora felt as the naga began wrapping her coils around the growing dragoness' legs. Isadora was a bit surprised at first, not expecting Ravenna to act so drastically to having her powers, or at least not to someone who could wield those powers against her. Isadora was rather powerful though, especially when she was only becoming moreso. Isadora gave a power-hungry roar, being more teasing than frightful. She grinned as she turned herself completely around, even when she was being constricted by the demoness' coils. Isadora's tail wrapped around Torres, using that as the point for her to keep sucking out the goddess' power. She smiled mischieviously down at Ravenna, pressing her now M-cup bosom in the snake's face, showing off her splendor to the depowered naga. Ravenna was displeased that not only was Isadora's physical superiority being lorded over her, but that it was only possible because her powers had been drained. Isadora teasingly squeezed Ravenna's snout into her cleavage with a powerful hug and that was when the snake finally struck. Ravenna bit her fangs into Isadora's tit, using the only defense she had left. She pumped as much of her venom as she could directly into Isadora's tit. As Ravenna's fangs pumped their powerful lust venom into Isadora, she tried desperately sucking some of her energy back from the powerful dragoness, hoping that her powers would return to their true master. Isadora let out a loud pleasured moan, actually somewhat enticed by the fangs sunk into her breast, but more from the feeling of having the snake struggle against her. She gave a pleased growl, feeling the venom coursing through her and amping up her sexual urges. Ravenna had managed to siphon some of her former energy back, focusing deeply and feeling her power slowly returning. Unfortunately, the demonic power in Isadora wasn't ready to leave, especially when they had the opportunity to feed on immense godlike essence. Ravenna had only managed to recover a fraction of her original power before something unprecedented happened. Ravenna gasped as she felt her venomous fangs shrinking, becoming smaller and weaker until they were just normal-sized teeth like the others. She pulled her head back, wondering what happened, confirming with her tongue that they were indeed reduced to simple cuspids. Isadora lifted Ravenna's body with her mighty arms so the two were pressed face to face. Isadora grinned confidently, showing the naga what she had done. Ravenna watched in shock as some of Isadora's sharp dragon teeth extended into long sharp fangs, with small drops of newly formed venom of her own dripping from the tips. "Thanks for the idea, snakey girl," Ravenna chuckled, briefly licking across her new fangs sensually with her draconic tongue, "I'll be sure to put them to good use, and I'll make sure MY venom is several times more powerful than yours!" The dragoness cackled again. Ravenna squirmed in the grip of all six of Isadora's arms, as the black dragoness leaned the two of them closer together. The draconic maw opened wide, just before Isadora stung her fangs hard into Ravenna's shoulder. The naga hissed loudly, squirming much harder, but was unable to break the dragoness' powerful grip. Torres could see the naga beginning to blush, moaning as her body heat rose. Lust was being forcibly injected into Ravenna in immense quantities, causing the demonic snake to let out a needy yowl. Both Isadora and the fluffdragon could see the naga's cock throbbing as erect as it could possibly get. As more and more venom flowed, Ravenna's nipples swelled erect, growing slightly and becoming more sensitive by the second. Eventually the depowered naga was unable to resist stroking off. Torres was surprised to see Ravenna like that, panting needily and masturbating so eagerly to burn off the lust building inside her. When Ravenna pulled her fangs free, she too was impressed by the quality of her work, licking over her fangs with a pleased smirk. Isadora did take notice of Ravenna's cock, throbbing and beading with pre as she attempted to regain her senses by releasing. "Hmm," Isadora mused, "Something you have that I don't? We can't have that!" She declared this proudly, the demonic essence within her now envious of Ravenna's hermaphroditic gender. "But since you seem so needy, and I'm still pretty horny, I have just the idea to get what I want!" Isadora gave a teasing roar once again, using several of her hands to grab onto Ravenna's body, before the dragoness began to force herself on the snake. Ravenna hissed in surprise as she felt Isadora's warm nether lips squish over her hard cocktip. She wiggled to resist, but it didn't last long as her body wanted it more than her mind did. Isadora soon had no problem getting Ravenna's entire shaft buried deep in her pussy. "Ouhhhh yes!" Isadora growled, feeling the naga's generous hyper cock spreading her wide, even at difference between the snake's seven foot anthro portions and Isadora's twelve foot height. "Yes, this it what I want!" Isadora could feel how her tough, yet erotic treatment of the naga was sparking immense degrees of lust that her body continued to feed upon. She felt it spread all over, growing her to thirteen feet tall now, but especially focusing down in her loins. Isadora huffed in a bit of surprise as her nether lips swelled, sensitizing as the rub over Ravenna's shaft, and her passage tightened, amping up the sensation of the naga's member being pushed into her depths. Torres, who had been mostly nudged aside at this point, had been enjoying the display, pleased that she had been around to spark something so erotic. She stretched a bit, feeling that a good amount of her power remained and had restored slightly. She could see what Isadora wanted and was trying to do, but her powers were too uncontrolled and erratic to manipulate in her current state. Torres smiled, thinking to herself that she could help Isadora some more. The fluffdragoness slowly and quietly approached Isadora, leaning in. Her paws pressed into Isadora's back amidst the moans of Ravenna giving in to the huge black dragoness, her lust clouding her thoughts so intensely now, the hard humpings from Isadora were welcome in diminishing it. As they touched, they sunk into Isadora's back, almost ghostlike as Torres did her best to not draw attention back to herself. The fluffdragoness was merging with the black dragoness, being careful to make it as inconspicuous as possible, the gain only affecting areas that the lust absorption from Ravenna's abilities were already swelling. Torres inwardly cheered as the rest of her managed to sink inside, at this point her essence simply enveloped in Isadora's. Torres heard Ravenna's hiss, followed by an overpowering moan, as she was finally brought to climax. Gallons of cum poured and flooded into Isadora's womb, to the dragoness' surprise. She gave a teasing excited purr as it was enough to even bulge her belly a bit. "Ooooh! Yes! This! I want this!" Isadora said, practically demanding it. Torres took this as her cue, sneaking her influence back to recontrol some of her powers. Down below, Isadora was stunned at how her stomach was shrinking back down, her womb practically absorbing Ravenna's seed. It was astonishing at first, but it only escalated as her loins set about transforming. Isadora and Ravenna seemed understandably surprised, as all the seed that had been sucked up was being converted and used to fill the testicles forming on Isadora's nethers, just over her stretched out nether lips. Ravenna marvelled at how they became ust as big as her own pair, then quickly shot up half of their size in girth. Both knew what was to come next. Isadora's cunt throbbed over Ravenna's member, just before it began to go soft, feeling over its shape and structure. In moments, Isadora's loins began growing a soft shaft out from above her balls, extending out and shaping into a thick black cock. It was similar to Ravenna's shape, but it continued to grow and harden into an erection, getting bigger until it was as big as Ravenna's. At this point, it looked like a black replica of the naga's cock, down to the last vein. However, it soon took on an identity of its own continuing to grow and reshape until it was twice the size of Ravenna's, looking purely unique to Isadora's tastes. "Mmmmm, that was unexpected!" Isadora growled, panting as she admired her new cock. "But not unwelcome!" Her gaze turned down to see Ravenna, panting as her senses were easing back into focus. "Now I have what I want to stuff any helpless cunt that I want!" She punctuated this by easing herself off of Ravenna's now-flacid cock, appreciating the cleanliness of it due all of the sensual fluids being absorbed to form her new equipment. Isa lifted Ravenna, to the naga's surprise as began to lower the herm snake's own pussy down upon her tip. it was then that Isadora suddenly shivered, something stopping her from within. "W-w-what is happening?!" Isadora yelped, briefly reverting to her old personality as her body moved against its will. She found herself setting Ravenna back down, shuddering the entire time as something took control of her, and trying to fight back against it. Isadora blushed as her body began swelling, muscles forming rapidly and tits expanding immensely. Even her cock and pussy were swelling more, gaining plumper lips and a thicker cock, so much so that it was too large to plunge into Ravenna's pussy at this size. Suddenly, a familiar voice spoke from Isadora's mouth "It's okay, mmmph. I'm trying to flood her body with power to tire her out, but she has... a really high threshold." It was Torres, trying to reign in the power hungry dragon from inside. "Her will is too strong to stop the normal way, and I think your powers and mine might have given her that boost she needs to resist me. I can already feel it slipping so I have to... mmph, focus..." Ravenna was able to watch as Isadora changed slowly, eyes shut tight as Torres tried to mentally restrain her. It hadn't been something Torres had been planning on, but she figured that Isadora was beginning to go mad with power, which would have meant long term troubles for even a goddess like herself in her drained state. The merged dragoness moaned as her skin and scales began morphing slowly into black fluff. It seemed as though Torres would be able to take control of Isadora's body soon enough as the panting slowed. When the black dragoness' muscles were too thick to grow any more without sacrificing mobility, she began to grow taller. Ravenna was stunned as the already looming dragoness grew quickly, rapidly surging to fifteen feet tall. Isatores was able to open her eyes, still breathing heavily, but able to move a bit on her own. She seemed quite surprised, yet pleased with what she'd been able to turn into. She bent down to help Ravenna back upright, only be momentarily stunned by a sudden growth spurt, her body reaching twenty feet in mere seconds. Torres blushed and cooed loudly, a bit caught off guard by the sudden growth. "Oooooh!" Isatores cooed, as she tried to subdue the thrill, "I guess this dragoness' body is super receptive to my powers! I think it likes me!" She definitely sounded silly, but no part of her tone gave off the impression that she was joking. Torres hummed, her eyes closed again as her body continued to pulsate larger. "Okay, take it easy, there!" the black dragoness spoke to her own body, blushing as it seemed she wouldn't be able to hold it in much longer. The pulsing increased, growing Isatores until she was easily twenty-five feet tall. It wasn't long after that when the huge dragoness unleashed a roaring moan, doubling in size to fifty feet. Isatores had returned to straining, blushing hard as she tried to contain her power. "Mmph! Too strong! Too good... to resist!" All four of Isatores' arms flexed, veins bulging up with the power flowing into them, before the upper right arm of the four-armed dragoness clutched over her heart. A bright glow formed as the hand pulled away, extending back out to arm's length. Ravenna gasped as the light faded. The hand had Torres, shrunken back down to her eight foot size, lifted by her tail. The fluff had disappeared from Isadora's body, returning her skin and scales back to the way they had been before. "Mmph, all this power..." Isadora growled, somewhat lusfully, still panting a bit from some sort of strain, "Is this what you were hiding inside of you this entire time?" The mighty fifty-foot dragoness brought Torres closer to eye level. The white fluffdragon was panting a bit herself, a bit limp as the vast majority of her power now belonged to Isadora. "Well I'm glad you tried so hard to control me like that!" Isadora continued, smiling with a pleased grin. "Thanks to that, I not only got to become more familiar with how your strange unstable powers work, but I also got to drain you practically empty with your body inside mine!" "I guess you got me there!" Torres said, cheerfully, yet also somewhat wearily. "I was wondering what that resistance was that I was facing in you. Normally I'm so good about it, but you managed to do something I never would have anticipated." "Well I should thank you!" Isadora laughed, "Now I know this power is far beyond a regular being's, perhaps even this entire universe!" The dragoness chuckled menacingly, focusing and rapidly doubling her size once again. Ravenna was stunned, seeing the hundred foot dragoness looming over them, and being powerless to do much. It did occur to her that some of her power was returning. The goddess powers from Torres in Isadora's body were now overwhelming the stolen demonic powers from Ravenna, causing them to seep out and return to their original holder. Such was the nature of Torres' unstable energy, making it difficult to permanently harmonize with powers that weren't her own. Ravenna did her best to use what power she did have to feed off of Isadora's pride and greed, plumping up as she did before, but so much slower. "Now now! None of that!" Isadora suddenly boomed, reaching down and scooping up Ravenna. "I don't want you strange beings to think you can just turn this around on me! I've sampled both of your powers now and I know your tricks, but... I wonder if you know each other's?" Isadora grinned mischievously as her hands glowed again. With the naga and fluffdragon now clutched in her upper fists, her lower hands used the combination of powers still inside the macro dragoness to suck out what remained. Her body was still adjusting to the degree of goddess power flooding every part of her, making her unable to store much more until she was able to grow. Instead, Isadora was able to clutch the swirling representations of power in her lower hands and switch them, infusing Torres with all of the naga's demonic sin-feeding and filling the naga with the powerful self-generating energy of the goddess. This had the odd, unintended side effect of changing their colors as well, to Isadora's bewilderment. The weary fluffdragon was turned to pink fluff and a cream belly, while the naga's scales were brilliant white with light yellow-golden belly scales. "Now I can have my fun, while you two struggle to control your new powers, just like I had to!" Isadora cackled, appreciating the irony of it all as she finally had the focus to make her body grow some more. Ravenna squirmed as the hand clutched around her grew over her body. She hissed at Isadora, mildly offended at what had been done to her. Torres on the other hand was soon able to feel her body sucking strength from the sinful greed and even the wrathful nature of their current "curse", her body perking back up with energy. She wiggled in the dragoness' grip, just when Ravenna did so opposite her, struggling futilely against the powerful dragoness. "Hehehe," Isadora chuckled, amazed that the two were rendered so helpless when they couldn't wield their respective powers, "Since I have you two to thank for pumping me so full of this power, I suppose I can let you go so you can watch me flaunt it all over those weak little mortals!" She said it so maliciously, clearly fueled by some kind of grudge, if not enhanced and driven to extremes by the sinful demonic energy and the instability of the goddess energy causing her continuous growth. Isadora set the two otherworldy creatures down, looming up to 150 feet tall when she stood back up, stomping off into the distance. Torres tried to run after Isa, but the dragoness moved too quickly with her giant steps, even moreso as the pink fluffdragon could see her surge, roaring up to two hundred feet and counting. She ran back to see how Ravenna was doing. The naga was panting heavily, her face blushing. "M-my body feels so hot!" Ravenna exclaimed, "I feel power just building up inside me, nonstop!" The naga moaned as her own muscles began to swell, bulging slowly. "I can't control your powers, Torres! They're just... filling me like a balloon!" The naga moaned, her seven foot long anthro portion growing to eight feet, the rest of her tail following suit. "Just relax, Ravvy," Torres said, comforting the naga, "My powers will return to me after a while, so we just have to ride this out. I can't suck my powers out of you becau- mmmmm!" Torres was interrupted by a sudden swell, her hips swelling out and her bust reaching a pert F-cup. Her body involuntarily fed on Ravenna's envy for the giant dragoness as well as the light flavor of wrath contained in her willingness to get back at Isadora. "Oh gosh that feels so good!" Torres moaned, massaging over her bigger tits. "All the emotion feeding me and making me plump without having to burn my own energy! It's so liberating to just generate all this, and so... effortlessly!" "T-Torres!" Ravenna hissed sharply, "W-we have to focus on stopping that dragoness and getting ourselves back to normal, because all this is just... too much for me!" Ravenna actually looked surprised, her arms forming thick biceps, spreading up her shoulders and making her torso bulge up as well, looking like a pumped up bodybuilder. "A lady snake like me just isn't used to all this bulk and growth, especially when I can't make it stop!" Ravenna panted, her anthro snake body reaching nine feet long now. "O-okay, snakey," Torres panted, trying to subdue her building lust. She mounted the back of Ravenna's slithering coils and wrapped her arms over the naga's waist. "While it's nowhere near this simple, try to envision that power in you like water. And like you said, your body is a balloon. Now don't try to stop the water from flowing, just 'squeeze' the bloated parts of you and spread it all over. It you just get bigger, but keep the same proportions, your size increase will let you slither us after that dragoness faster." Ravenna didn't say a word in response, but nodded, trying to focus like Torres instructed. While her muscles only shrank a small amount, the naga could feel herself growing proportionately now. She hissed approving, getting longer and thicker. It was slow at first, but slowly the snake grew quicker and quicker, her body generating more energy as she became larger. Soon, the fifty foot long serpent was a hundred feet long, sitting with a fifteen foot tall anthro portion. Ravenna felt excited now, slithering off to chase the dragoness, knowing she had a lot of distance to cover in order to catch up. All the while, Torres happily purred, the close body contact fueling her lust feeding until her bust was a firm G-cup, pressing into the naga's back. --- Isadora huffed, amazed at how much she'd grown and how far she had walked in mere minutes. She was a towering five hundred feet tall, still getting larger with each moment. She could see the large imperial city walls far in the distance. She could barely make out the sight of armor-clad dragons scrambling about and getting into formation. Apparently, her appearance had sent the entire guard into alarm. Isadora simply grinned, pleased that she could get entire armies ready for battle by how intimidating she was. Her cock was rock hard, standing erect without shame. Isadora resumed her approach, grinning with delight as tiny armored males formed up in denser and denser numbers. She wanted to milk this power-high for as long as possible, standing not even fifty yards away from the front-line, looming over the ranks like they were children's toys. "H-h-halt, monster!" yelled the general from down below, "Wh-what business do you have here in our city, and where do you come from?" Isadora only glared down at him, eyes narrowing in his direction, causing him to quickly take a step back. "Well how interesting!" Isadora said, ignoring the general's questions, "I show up and I terrify even your high ranking officials!" The massive black dragoness could only laugh, never having felt a rush like this before. "I'm here to meet with your empress, of course! What else would a being as powerful as myself have to do with such an inconsequential city such as this?" "Our empress does not consort with beasts such as you!" the general retorted, his voice breaking somewhat. Clearly, he was only trying to save face given his previous show of weakness, but the expression on his face made him appear as though he instantly regretted it. "Oh she doesn't?" Isadora questioned, with a teasing tone, "I don't really think you're able to speak for someone of her stature! And especially not MY stature!" Isadora let out a proud laugh, her body beginning to surge with power once again. She grinned evilly at the guards down below, growing taller and taller. She murred as her five hundred foot frame double to a thousand feet tall in the course of a minute, making Isadora huff with the exertion, taking a moment to stretch and flex away some of the tension as she took notice of the shocked and terrified expressions from below her. "I think I'll just have a talk with her myself then!" "Y-you fiend!" the general cried out, as Isadora took her first step forward, her foot falling right over one of the formations of soldiers. Many immediately ran, but several dozen unlucky dragons were crushed underfoot. With her next step, Isadora easily stomped through the wall protecting the city inside using her size and weight alone. It felt marvelous, storming the gates without any noticeable resistance. Isadora's tail swept the scrambling ranks behind her, tossing several pursuers aside with a simple flick. The dragons in the city were all panicked. Several tried to attack at Isadora's heels, only to be brushed away with her next step, but many ran, as buildings were reduced to rubble around her. It didn't take long for Isadora to reach the center of the city, the castle of the empress built at the very peak of the mountain the city sat atop. Instead of offering her introductions, Isadora simply began peeling the castle apart, room by room, stone crumbling as she searched for the empress in one of them. Tearing the ceilings from entire floors, she eventually found the monarchal leader cowering amidst a crowd of the most loyal and trained guards she had at her disposal. It was all for naught, though, as Isadora managed to dig her hand in and pinch the empress' gown between her claws. She clasped the empress, a white dragoness of with regal horns and features, including brilliantly shiny white scales and prismatic multi-colored wings, into her palm. The empress was dressed in the most intricately detailed royal garb, but to Isadora it was merely a tacky dress. "Good day, your highness!" Isadora said, almost patronizingly. "Nothing personal, but given what I've been bestowed with today, I thought it was about time for me to claim the title of the most powerful dragoness on the planet! Your empire is just the first step!" Isadora cackled, stunning the empress into a trembling silence. She looked down, shivering as she could see her guardsmen slash futilely at the thick scaled hide of Isadora's feet. "N-no! Please don't hurt me!" The empress begged, as Isadora wrapped her fingers over the tiny dragoness. "I beg of you, I'll give you anything you want!" Isadora smiled, but rejected the offer with cold silence, relishing the feeling of having such a valued figurehead at her mercy. "Now I wonder how that fluffy one did that..." Isadora mused, still eyeing the empress in her hand. "Maybe like this?" She said, grinning and focusing. Soon, the empress yelped out in shock as she began to sink into Isadora's palm like it was made of quicksand, her struggling only quickening the process. There was barely any time for the empress to shed a single fearful tear as she was absorbed into Isadora. "Polictical power, who needs it?" Isadora scoffed, giggling as she focused on her body. She laughed evilly as her black scales morphed and changed into a brilliant white, just like the empress', looking back to see her wings take on a similar prismatic sheen. Isadora had to shiver a bit as her horns grew longer and more numerous, shaped into the exact regal splendor that the empress' had been. Isadora only laughed louder as her appearance had become a muscular, four-armed, hermaphroditic version of the city's beloved empress. Down below, guardsmen and civilians alike ceased their attack on the giant dragoness. "Oh, what's wrong?" Isadora taunted, "Can't bear to lay a single hand on your precious ruler?" Isadora lifted a giant white foot, stomping it down upon another section of the castle. When she spoke again, she laughed, changing her voice to a perfect mimickry of the empress. "Because she might be more than happy to lay her precious feet on your entire empire!" From there on, the chaos escalated out of control, Isadora playing the impostor role of the empress, laying waste to and flattening the entire imperial city. her growth was practically unstoppable now, after half the city was demolished and in ruins, she had surged to 2500 feet tall, the midday sun making her scales and wings shine majestically. It wasn't much longer until she forcefully pumped herself up to full mile tall, flattening the last quarter with a single swipe of her tail. Isadora roared, hungry for more, as her body fully absorbed the empress into herself, her black scale and natural appearance returning her. "Ah better!" Isadora said, happy to return to normal after the symbolic leveling of a city with its ruler's image. "I wouldn't want to look like a pampered brat forever. But if this empire's already gone, then I need to set my sights higher! Or maybe.... lower." She gazed downward, noting that it could be possible for her to crush the entire planet like she did the city. Sense was all but gone for her, and at that moment, it was most grand thing she could think of accomplishing. She roared proudly, flexing as she suddenly swelled to six thousand feet tall. "Ooh! Need to be careful, I guess I still don't have full control of that goddess' powers to this degree. But maaaybe that's a good thing!" --- Ravenna and Torres were getting close. Ravenna had to squirm to avoid flattening the fleeing city folk under her mile-long coils. Even though the long scaly length trailed behind her, she was still only about a thousand feet tall. Torres was still clinging to her back, only having reached five hundred feet on her own. Her breasts on the other hand had ballooned to proportions immeasurable by mere letters. in addition to the round swinging bosoms, which were easily down below her waist, her rump and hips had thickened out as well. The fluffdragon blushed as every flick of her tail cause her tush to jiggle. All the sinful emotion she had been able to feed from Ravenna as she gave in to the goddess' self-generating power had been so immense, she even directed some of it to her pawpads, plumped up to easily twice their normal proportions, pressed against the naga's white scales. All of this was to say nothing of what the pik fluff experienced down below. Her nethers had become so swollen and sensitive, she could barely close her legs without stimulating a hot thrill through the sensitive flesh. Even moreso, she was sporting not one, but two thick cocks, so erect rom the constant arousal, they squished into the underside of each respective breast. Torres was simultaneously overjoyed and a little worried of what else could happen with her limited control over Ravenna's sinful feeding. She was able to grow taller as a tiny percent of her own goddess powers were returning to her, but Ravenna continued to grow faster. The naga herself had managed to hold onto her proportions through constant reminders to focus and spread the energy, but now more than ever, her upper body flowed with increased muscle mass. It hadn't been too much, to make her lose any mobility, but there was certainly a degree of musculature forming not just into her arms, but her chest and back. If the naga's long tail hadn't grown so thick and strong to match, she would have been rather top heavy with her currently O-cup breasts. She felt somewhat grateful to it as well, as her strong tail allowed her to slither such a long distance with a large heavy fluffdragon on her back without getting tired. Ravenna came to a sudden stop as she saw the dragoness she had been chasing over the horizon. It was impossible to miss her, only because she was now ten miles tall. It only seemed like she was getting bigger by the second though, putting Ravenna and Torres' sizes to shame. "How in the world?" Ravenna hissed, "How can she get so huge with your powers that easily?!" Envy kicked in, bringing Torres back to her senses from the sudden swell of her cocks. "Oh!" Torres squeaked, as she too took notice of the massive Isadora. "Well really, it's difficult to explain, but think of it like this. Different creatures might be more or less receptive to the powers I wield. Typically, the less magical a being is, the more receptive they are to the effects of my powers. With Isadora, she's very conductive of the energy because she is flesh and mortal. I, on the other hand, am MADE of the same magic that flows in me, so I need to use a lot more energy to affect changes in my own body. This is typically why I merge with less magical mortals, so my magic affects THEIR natural body with me in it. By that same token, your body would be more receptive than mine, but less receptive than Isadora's, which is why you keep growing like she does, just not as fast." "That's... pretty complicated," Ravenna said, "But if what you say is true, how big could she get?" "Well," Torres replied, "At this point, we all have a bit of the self-regenerating goddess magic inside of us, but the sources inside you and Isadora are just a fraction of the power that mine has. I can't really have my power removed, except by something stronger than me, and you and Isadora don't fit those requirements. At most, she was just able to drain me dry to a point where your sin-feeding was the most powerful source of energy in me, so my body began using that. Feeding on you this entire time keeps my normal powers suppressed in me until they return to a more dominant strength. As for Isadora, she could get as big as she wants, but I can't say how much that might be or how fast she could do it." Over the course of Torres' explanation, Isadora had become five miles taller. She as was still and continuing to focus. It was clear that growth was her primary concern. "I don't think she ever plans to stop!" Ravenna hissed jealously, "There has to be some way to stop her!" "Well, theoretically we don't have to," Torres stated bluntly, "We could leave and return to our normal universes and let whatever happens here play out. Then when my abilities are back to reasonable levels, I could fix us..." Torres paused as Ravenna only glared at her. "I don't want some power thief to just get away with that aggressive treatment of me earlier!" Ravenna exclaimed, "I want to get back at her for that, no matter how hot it was!" Torres moaned as the naga's fiery pride did something unusual to her. The pink fluffdragon felt her tits shrink a bit and reshape, as two new breasts formed underneath them, giving her a foursome with a total girth even heavier than the original pair. "Oooh!" Torres cooed, blushing a bit more, "Well okay, I'll help you out this time, Ravvy! If only because getting to try out your powers was so warm and energizing! I may have a plan that we could try!" --- Isadora roared, flexing as she reached twenty-five miles tall. The rush was intense and only built more as she was able to grow faster as she grew larger. She took this moment to admire what she done to herself already. She wiggled her toes, grinning as even a few boulders were crushed under her. She didn't even notice she was five miles taller as she shook the gravel from her foot. "Oh gosh!" the black dragoness cried out, her six hands reaching around to rub over her body as she felt the pulses sending her height ever upward. "Just when I think this can't get any better, I grow more and more!" She seemed excited, rubbing over and admiring her breasts as she swelled to forty miles tall in the span of another minute. Closing her eyes, she savored the warm sensation of her skin thickening and body stretching to accomodate the flow of energy, less than a minute until she reach fifty miles tall. The growth was exponential. Isadora was stunned to see her vision climbing higher off the ground, entire mountains looking like they were shrinking away compared to her growth. At a hundred miles, she could see far off oceans from where she stood, the tallest mountain in the world being nothing more than a bump in the curvature of the world and becoming less than that at she only continued to get bigger. Isadora's cock throbbed hungrily, ready for another round of rough sex, the urge building to insatiable levels in her just as fast as her height was. Isadora even wondered what could sate her hungry member, given that it too was miles in length and girth, too large to fit into any mortal being. Revelation hit her, along wth a degree of depravity, as Isadora reached two hundred miles tall. She grinned, laying herself across the surface of the world, humping her enormous self against the entire planet. Earthquakes were provoked worldwide, the thrill surging Isadora up to three hundred miles in moments. It wasn't long after that the cracks in the hard earth were forced to accept Isadora's steel hard cocktip, plunging the thick and nigh impervious cock deep into the layers of the world. Isadora roared as the deep subterranean layers felt hotter than the surface, perhaps a molten core causing the temperature to rise the closer to the core. Isadora was in love now, each of her six hands gripping what they could, some even sinking into ocean water now. Isadora thrust hard into the planet, her size continuing to push out, making the dragoness five hundred miles tall now, her increased cock size making the deep cracks and penetrated hole spread further. Isadora moaned and flexed hard, her biceps flattening hills as they crushed into the world's surface. She panted as the past few moments had grown her to a thousand miles tall. Isadora was now a mere fraction of the size of the planet, her hundred mile cock plunging miles deeper as her body refused to stop growing now. Isadora could only roar with pride, her tip oozing with lakes worth of pre as the heat only rose the deeper she thrusted. Once again, her growth came faster, only three minutes of exaggerated thrusting sending her up to two thousand miles, and two more minutes up to four thousand. Cataclysm was becoming widespread as cracks formed in the planet's surface like the cracks of an eggshell. Cities were sucked into gaping crevices that opened into bottomless canyons. This only fueled Isadora's resolve, her desire to display her power through destruction coming second only to the feeling of the inner layers of the planet wrapped on her shaft. Milestones of size were passed in less than single minutes once again. Isadora was begin to pant slightly and the more rapid tightening of the solid planet over her member. Four thousand miles became five thousand; five thousand became seven thousand. Isadora roared, blushing hard as she reached ten thousand miles, her muscles twitching as the cracks covered the entire globe. She was taller than the word was wide, able to hug the massive sphere to her body, feeling it shrink in proportion to her like a deflating balloon. Isadora couldn't measure herself anymore, and didn't want to. She panted harder, thrusting her cock in and out of the ever expanding well of the ravaged planet. It didn't take long until her tip finally breached the core, the molten metal little more than a warm ooze over her draconic dick. It was enough to set her off. Isadora let out a hot lustful roar as she climax. Oceans worth of her cum were forced into the planet's center, building the pressure within until it was pouring out of cracks in the globe. Isa groaned as the pressure began to build in the core like a hot pressurized womb. The dragoness could hear the world cracking as she reached fifteen thousand miles, her cocking pumping endlessly until finally... ... ...the sound was indescribable. Through the hollow vaccuum of space, the muffled sound of stone being blasted apart combined with the semi-liquid erupting violently from its center was almost cathartic, instilling Isadora with even greater sexual pleasure as even the shards of the destroyed planet were showered and engulfed in her seed. When her member was free of all the debris, she reached an eager hand down to squeeze out the remaining sperm, moaning contently as she allowed her body to relax, spent from the ordeal as her body continued to swell, easily twenty thousand miles tall and growing. --- Isadora hadn't even been able to allow herself to doze off before she felt something wrap tight over her ankle. When she glanced, down, she saw the naga, Ravenna, coiled around her leg. She had really grown, pushing at least a thousand miles in height on her own, with her coils extending six thousand more miles around the dragoness' ankle. On Ravenna's back, the pink dragoness was clinging tight, only a quarter of the naga's height, each of her now four bosoms as big as the rest of her. They pushed her so far back from being pressed against the naga, she could only wrap her arms over the snake's neck. Torres was purring, her twin members easily as thick as her legs. "Are you sure we can do this?" Ravenna asked, somewhat nervously. Isadora was still breathing slowly, still tired. She didn't seem worried about the two, seeing as they still weren't able to catch up to her. "It should be just like I showed you." Torres said, "Just will myself into you. Think of your body like fluid and imagine it consuming me." "If you say so," Ravenna said, still somewhat unsure. Her coils tightened as she focused. Nothing seemed to happen at first, but Torres seemed to help the process along with what little of her energy she had been able to build herself. Ravenna hissed as her body changed, her bosoms morphing and growing until they had become a foursome of breasts, each easily a quarter of her anthro portion alone. She moaned and blushed again as her cock grew, along with gaining a twin. They throbbed eagerly, already dabbing with pre. "Ouuuhhh! Torres?" Ravenna called out, a bit happy to have her figure get such a massive hyper treatment. She could no longer feel the dragoness' presence immersed in her body. It was then she felt the fluffdragoness emerge from her shoulder, roaring as she finally drew another breath. "Almost perfect!" Torres gasped, causing their combined body to shiver. "I was down there a little while longer than I anticipated, but I can feel it! I do have some control over the power stuffed in you." "Wait, what are you two creatures planning?" Isadora suddenly demanded, seeing the two merge together. She hadn't anticipated that they would adapt so quickly. She reached down, trying to suck more power from them. However, Isadora was stunned when she instead felt her growth come to a screeching halt, just short of thirty thousand miles tall. "Wait! what's going on?!" Isadora shouted, trying again, only to feel herself shrink a few miles, seeing the dragonnaga wrapped over her ankle grow by the same amount. "Perfect!" Torres' head exclaimed proudly, helping the pair slither up and curl over Isadora's waist, not unlike a belt. "I've successfully immunized ourselves against her power sapping, and if she tries to sap us again, the process will only reverse!" "Th-that's devious!" Ravenna hissed, seemingly pleased with how she and her draconic friend would be able to get back at the back at Isadora, though she nibbled her lip a bit reluctantly at how their muscles continue to thicken. Torres cuddled the two up against Isadora's breasts, who actually looked a bit worried now. Torres was able to drain Isadora's reserves of stolen power, and quite quickly. Soon, the black dragoness was down to half her former size, fifteen thousand miles quickly diminishing as the naga and dragoness were at eye level. Ravenna was blushing, rather self conscious about the muscles they were sporting, pumped up to proportions beyond a normal body builder and now limiting their range of movement as their necks were engulfed in the mass of torso muscle. Even under their ridiculously sized breasts, a bulging eight-pack was chiseled along the naga's front. All the rest of the size and girth was simply stuffed into the naga's immense tail. Isadora could only let out one last worried roar as she was reduced to under a hundred miles in seconds, after that, her body was engulfed in darkness as the giant dragonnaga's hand wrapped over her, trapping her within... --- From there on, the immense goddess dragonnaga went to work fixing all the damage Isadora had done. The merged pair shrank as they exerted their immense powers, piecing the planet back together and breathing life into those who had been harmed. By the time it was over, the immense creature that had been several times larger than the planet was back to normal, returning Ravenna and her powers to normal color, with all of her sinful powers restored. Torres had hypnotized Isadora into a deep sleep as they restored everything. As they finished up, she began to awake, being overseen by Ravenna. The dragoness woke up clutched in the naga's tight coils, being rubbed all over by the busty snake. Isadora moaned as her body was massaged, squirming a bit. "Ravvy, stop teasing her!" came the familiar voice of the white dragoness. She had a weary look in her eyes, but she still appeared cheerful. "It's enough that I couldn't fix her completely, we don't have to molest her into submission!" Torres walked over, gently pulling Isadora back up to her feet out of the naga's coils. Ravenna hissed and flicked her tongue tauntingly. Isadora could now see she was indeed not completely back to normal. She still had the three pairs of arms, her bust was still a good bit plumper, and she was also still a hermaphrodite, a good sized package still swinging between her legs. "Yeah, sorry about that," Torres said, with genuine remorse, "That power rush from before must have had some serious permanent changes on a receptive mortal like you. In fact, I'm not even sure if you're even mortal anymore. There's a lot of mine and Ravvy's powers still buried inside you and I couldn't remove it all. I don't know what consequence that will have in the long run, but I'm sure it's nothing negative." "Are you going to be leaving?" Isadora asked. Nothing of what the fluffdragoness shared with her seemed to concern her more than that question. the black dragoness never had such an incredible experience in her life, and deep inside, she felt a bit of sorrow that it was over so quickly. "Well I'm sure this isn't the last time we'll pay you a visit," Torres said, sensing the thin dragoness' worries. She happily offered a hug, giving Isadora a tight squeeze. The fluffdragon suddenly squeaked as her muscular build shrank away, reducing her to Isadora's slimness. Or it would have if Isadora had still been slim. Isadora yelped, looking down at her body, having grown to eight feet tall, like Torres, with her entire body now packed with all the muscle Torres had been drained of. "Eep! I-I'm so sorry!" Isadora said, wondering how that had happened. "I think my body still has some power absorption stuck inside and I... I couldn't control it!" Torres wasn't upset, though Isadora was certainly worried she had offended her new acquaintance. "Hmm!" the fluffdragon cooed, "I think you and I are going to be good friends!" She purred, her body slowly rebuilding her lost power. "I definitely want to see what else your body wants to hide from me, so I would recommend training yourself to control those powers!" Torres laughed, giving Isadora one last kiss before she took back to Ravenna's side, who hissed teasingly, but also looked somewhat pleased. "I hope you're stronger the next time I see you," The naga taunted, "I don't want to feel like I got bested by a weak mortal!" She turned, flicking her tail at Isadora. "Oh hush, Ravvy," Torres teased, "Who knows? Next time we see her, she might have a lot more confidence than she does now. We've seen it, after all."