chapter 2

Candace’s body grew hot from within, like a furnace, as she writhed on the floor. The symbols were tingling on her body as the moonlight seemed to push right through her skin, digging through the paint to get inside of her.
She moaned as a pressure started to build in her breasts until they started to grow in size, quickly expanding from A’s to full heavy EE’s, her nipples growing fat and thick. Her areolae expanded wider into saucer size as her breasts sat heavily on her changing body.

Beneath her roaming hands, her breasts felt massive and indeed they were. They resembled Azalil’s but on a smaller scale and it made her wet exploring the new size.

Candace had always been small chested but now the goddess was bestowing her with large meaty mammaries that she had only dreamed of.

The chanting grew louder as she felt a pressure building deep within her belly, causing her to writhe on the floor hoping it would go away, the feeling becoming overwhelming until it was finally relieved.
Candace grew still as her hands were being pushed up and outwards by her belly, it was growing right before her and the coven’s eyes. Her belly grew upwards, rounding out and growing heavy atop her pelvis.
Everyone in the room watched, including the goddess herself who was sending magic toward her devotee on the ground, as Candace’s belly grew to that of a pregnant woman in her final month. Quickly, the growth surpassed the ninth month size and kept growing, growing into a massive orb that soon covered Candace’s vision of the goddess and two members of her coven.

She moaned as the pressure turned into pleasure, her nethers watering as she grew heavily pregnant before everyone. Her belly was so massive that her meaty breasts fell to the side.

Candace’s body started to expand and grow softer as a result of her massive growth, her ass becoming thick with fat and her hips ripening with flesh for her growing belly to sit upon like a shelf.

Before the coven, Candace was truly becoming a minor fertility goddess, a gift that none had expected. Each woman in the room now sought to attain such a high level as they watched Candace transform into a curvy heavily pregnant woman at their feet. Soon enough, the transformation was complete, and Candace was the picture of fertility and motherhood, her ascension to the eleventh circle.

She lay at their feet, rubbing her massive belly that seemed to reach upwards at four feet, almost as tall as the coven’s shorted member. Her skin was soaked in sweat, the symbols long smeared from the sweat that glazed over Candace’s body.

“Candace, you have now ascended to a higher being than any human being has before. Coven, help your new living idol rise to her feet.” The coven made quick work to help Candace to her feet, who swayed slightly until she found her new center of gravity.

She had to lean backwards, her massive belly stretching out, to keep her footing as she stood before the goddess rubbing her new fleshy orb.

“I can never thank you enough, my goddess. What is to be my task?” Candace gazed up at the goddess who still sat in the throne rubbing her own belly.

“You will do nothing but bring forth new members for your people. I wish to repopulate your coven and when that’s done, you will give birth to the next generation of humans, the two-point zero version who are submissive to me and only me.” She smiled darkly as she smiled, pearlescant teeth showing through her luscious lips.

“My coven, my beloved children, look after Candace as she is now a handmaiden to me. I will call upon her as I wish to fulfill duties I bestow to her. She is immortal now and your survival depends upon her and her massive womb.”

The members of the coven, still in their black cloaks, bowed in response, acknowledging the goddess’s demands.

Then, as suddenly as she came, the goddess
disappeared before their eyes.

Everyone crowded around Candace, eager to explore her new figure and belly.

Candace was going to lead her people into the future, a future where her coven would rule the whole of the Earth, with one birth at a time from her nethers.

“Praise Candace, the fertility avatar of Azalil. May she ever remain fertile and help the coven rise to the top!” Shouted the leader, Sandy, the rest of the coven repeating the words after her in a prayer.

She could only smile as she rubbed her belly, satisfied with the reward she had received for her hard work and devotion to the goddess.

The world would never see them coming.



*Note from Author*: I hope you all liked this short one! I feel there's too much of a lack of this type of expansion story so here you go! If you want to see more like this or more of the Reverse Diet type then sound off in the comments and let me know!