The Giantess Amulet

That lantern had had to be paid for and they found somewhere else to spend their third night together, even though Jester found walking comically difficult.

"Stop laughing at me!"

Yet it was difficult for Beau to stop giggling at her, Jester bringing out that side in her, when she staggered so comically, like a child learning to walk for the first time. Her legs just seemed to go in all directions except the one that she wanted to go in, boots clumsy and too-tight on her feet, though they had not gone to a cobbler to have them adjusted. It hadn't seemed worth it when there was clearly something up and a trip to the herbalist and spell master was surely on the cards for the next day.

"Maybe you picked something up in the dungeon?"

That was Beau's suggestion but it was hard to delve into too diligently as they kissed deeply and passionately, bodies grinding up against one another as Jester had already overtaken Beau in height. It was strange to kiss Jester like that, larger and curvier, not her usual light and dainty form, yet Beau would have been an outright liar if she had said that it was not, in its own way, even hotter to her to have Jester like that. Why, even running her hands over the Tiefling's curvy form, the round of her backside plump and ready, had her hot under the collar, skin prickling with needy desire.

Beau had not been able to resist a moan and Jester was on top of her in a moment, fingers slipping inside her undergarments and delving straight into Beau's wetness. If there was one thing that Jester knew how to do, it was to please the many delights of the body and that was something that she was more than keen to do with Beau. To hear her moan, the sweetness of her name on her lover's lips, had her giggling deliriously, as lost and caught up in the moment as Beau was as if nothing at all could ever bring them down from their joint high.

Beau allowed herself to be overpowered, head swimming with the passion of it all, though it was not like her to fall so quickly. Maybe she had been simply that infatuated with Jester that everything simply came to a head so much more swiftly? Her thoughts danced as she kissed her lover, caressing her face, yet even Jester's lips had changed, larger and plumper than before. They fit around hers in such a way as to make her feel small, although not helpless, and Beau shivered deliciously as her shoulder blades pushed back and down.

Oh, how she wanted Jester but there was time for the two of them as her lover bore her down to the bed of yet another inn, fingers driving rampantly inside her. They were thicker too than they had been the first time they had had sex (was it too early to call it "making love?") and Beau shuddered as every bit of those fingers that Jester had to give disappeared inside her. There was no one quite like a woman to love and adore a woman's body and Jester giggled against Beau's lips, tongue dominating her mouth, as she worked her digits inside Beau's pussy.

"Do you like that?" She breathed, eyes alight with Tiefling mischief. "Maybe if I..."

And then Beau howled, kicking and writhing, lost in the moment as her lover thrust her straight over the edge into such a passionate orgasm that she simply had not seen it coming, could not have seen it coming. For Jester knew how to make her squirm and squeal and thrash like no one else, her need high as she was thrust into one orgasm and then another. Losing sense of time and place, there was nowhere else in the world that Beau would have wanted to be other than with Jester, coating her fingers with her juices even as those large, soft lips claimed hers.

It was a long night for the two of them, Beau squashed between Jester's thighs as she paid her sweetheart back for the first several orgasms that she'd been given. They changed positions as they pleased, sometimes Beau on the bottom under her buttocks, though Jester was always so careful not to sit too heavily on her. She had to be more cautious of her weight with such mass on her body, her heavier, larger breasts pulling down more under their weight while her buttocks begged attention. Even when she was under her, Beau could not resist groping and squeezing them, some part of her marvelling at how swiftly the changes had taken effect while the rest of her was completely and utterly consumed with lust for the Tiefling. Even in Beau's mind, she simply could not have understood how she could not lust for her, want her, yearning for her with every sordid last part of her soul. What had been broken I her had been fixed, put back together, by Jester and she more than showed her appreciation for that as her tongue delved up into Jester's pussy again and again.

The flow of Jester's juices was relentless, her lover shocking over-productive there -- at least, when it came to having multiple climaxes and Beau's personal experience in women, of course. Jester had seen many at all ends of all spectrums when it came to sex and she cared not whether she was normal or abnormal, as long as a good time was to be had all round. Nothing was stopping them from adoring their bodies, even though Beau was obviously smaller than Jester by that point, her body dwarfed by the Tiefling, though maybe it was what they were doing that made her feel more and more aware of it.

It was hard to ignore but Beau was more than happy to explore, crawling up and over her partner as she admired Jester's round, heaving breasts, seeming more globe-like as they had swollen. If they were not able to find a cure for what was afflicting her, she thought hazily, maybe they would even out? There was no way to tell right then but Beau was not about to let that stop her as she suckled on her nipples, playing her tongue ever so lightly around the sensitive areola. The effect on Jester was electric as she humped and bucked her hips up, her body aching for orgasm in the arms of over drive, wanting it all, wanting more, whimpering and moaning for every last bit of it that she could possibly get.

The gleam of her saliva, left in the wake of her tongue, made Jester buck and moan all the more desperately, but it was the thrust of Beau's fingers into her already swollen and flushed pussy that sealed the deal. In but a single moment, the Tiefling's pussy squeezed down around Beau's fingers, near enough trapping them in place, and there was nothing either of them could have done to hold back from the inevitable high.

Orgasm, yet again, crashed through Jester as her lover tried to reach her lips but found that the stretch was too much for her if she was to leave her digits inside the Tiefling's pussy at the same time. There was no getting it all but Jester was still dimly aware of the sweaty warmth of Beau pressing in tightly against her, head on her breasts, nuzzling between them, kissing and nipping and even lipping so very softly wherever she went. There was nothing to be held back between them as Jester's body was duly explored, a whimper and a groan breaking the barrier of tender lips.

"Oh, Beau..."

But sleep called, luring them into a wet and exhausted mess of limbs and a tangle of hair, heads close but lips parted as if they desired the touch of one another even in sleep.

*

That second day, the amulet had only made Jester grow a couple of inches taller but the effects were soon to come thicker and faster than ever before as days three and four passed. They left the town, choosing to camp out instead as Jester could hardly get around. It was not that her body was out of proportion or anything of that matter but partly that she could barely walk steadily every day, having to work out where every bit of her body was as she grew taller and larger. Partly it was because Beau could barely keep her hands off Jester as she grew and, well, that was hardly something that Jester was about to discourage in the slightest.

Her breasts and buttocks were so large, out where they were camping, thankfully, that not even Jester's old favourite of a dress could contain them anymore. One moment they were fishing and the next there was an almighty rend and tear of fabric and the Tiefling shot upright, eyes wide and tottering.

"Beau!"

Beau rushed in to help but her attention came with an air of distraction too, if she was honest with herself, for she could not deny how much she enjoyed the show. Oh, she got plenty of the growing, swelling Jester when she was out of her clothes too but to see her so big that she bust out of her dress, well... That was more than enough to get her hot and wet between her thighs. And what better way to soothe a rather startled Jester than to bring her down, gently, to her level and kiss those large, soft lips before helping her out of the rest of the dress.

It was the start of more as Jester lost herself in orgasm after orgasm, the two of them trying to enjoy one another's bodies, the tattered shreds of the dress hanging around her, in a sixty-nine position. It would have been a new manner of kinky fun if she had not been so much bigger than Beau, the difference in their heights noticeable at that time as something that they could work with, play around with. But with her head not reaching the places that it needed to if she was to grind back on Jester's mouth at the same time, those large lips of hers offering so much soft pleasure that Beau could not resist, it did become just a little bit troublesome.

Yet it was no matter when there were other workarounds to be had, Beau panting as Jester allowed her to wriggle down the front of her body, lying on her back with Beau on top of her. Beau's legs spread around Jester's chest and the Tiefling giggled cheekily as she squeezed a thicker finger into the woman's pussy to a gasp that simply made her want to do even more.

"Ah, does that feel good?"

She teased. Of course, it felt good. She could tell that from how Beau shivered, trying to rock back against her even while she had Jester's fatter, plumper clit in her mouth at the same time. It was a delight that Beau simply could not give up, leaning hungrily into it, the scent of Jester overwhelming her. There was no musk between her thighs, perfectly clean and fresh, but there was too an alluring aroma of her juices, the tartness of them seeping through, though there was little time for Beau to enjoy them while she teased her fingers too into Jester's cunny. Two could play at that game!

The only problem there was that one of them was better at that game than the other, although Jester could turn the tables even more to her advantage if she rolled them over, sitting on top of Beau once again. It was all something that could be toyed with and pleased as they willed but the two of them were so ravenous for each other that too much that was intricate surely slipped their minds. With Jester's juices running thick and fast around her fingers, three digits plunged into her hot, wet pussy, Beau could barely contain herself, swirling her tongue around and around her lover's clit to a chorus of moans.

Jester gasped, a bubble of giddy glee lingering behind even that sound. There was nothing to hold back and she cried out passionate, hips rocking and pumping up to Beau's sweet tongue, climax overwhelming her. Yet there was an awful lot of her there too to overwhelm and her bucking nearly dislodged Beau from her position on top of her, even as two thick fingers stretched out Beau's pussy too, her head spinning from the illicit, unexpected delight of it all.

Beau moaned, the soft vibrations from her lips travelling down into Jester's pussy, though there was no telling quite what an effect that had on her when she was already in the throes of bliss. All she could do was grind back and launch into her climax, a groan rising thickly up from the back of her throat, their passion scraping up the ground where they had not even managed to get to their sleeping mat for the evening of fun. It poured through her like liquid joy and Beau shuddered bodily even as her hands swept down and around Jester's thick thighs, adoring how her body had plumped out, though there was too much weight on her already to squeeze her hands under her buttocks.

That, however, Beau thought through a haze of lust, pussy twitching and pulsing minutely as her orgasm rolling on, bliss seeming to know no end in such a moment, could come later. For the night was still young as the flames leapt and danced, bringing a rise of a headier flush to their bare bodies, skin heating up further.

Jester giggled breathlessly, eyelashes fluttering as if she couldn't keep herself quite as awake as she wanted to.

"What more have you got then for me, honey?" She crooned, putting on her best "seductress" voice, although there was still a cheeky edge of cuteness to it, as was impossible for her to soothe away entirely. "That can't be all now, can it, darling?"

Of course, it was not, and when their lips connected again, the amulet weighed even more heavily around Jester's neck, moaning into the kiss as they tasted one another on the other's lips.

The night couldn't have been any more perfect.

*

Days passed and, to be fair, they forgot entirely about trying to find a cure as they spent their time tending to basic needs and more lustful ones too at the same time. Beau had found another dress of Jester's that had been stored for a time and that fitted her somewhat alright, even though it hung a good two feet shorter than it was supposed to. It still covered her breasts and her buttocks though and ensured that she could get about without exposing herself, though even that only lasted for a while.

Beau had a strap-on -- sized for Jester's slightly larger and more accepting pussy -- plunged into Jester's cunny, bending over her thick buttocks with a moan of delight, when the growth ramped up. Jester had easily gained a couple of feet in height by that time but even more was to come as her body rumbled and groaned, the amulet groaning as it swung about her neck. Jester could have pulled away, taken it off, yet she was too caught up in the moment, down on all fours with her elbows resting on the grass, to care, her body expanding, swelling, breasts hanging down even more heavily than before.

"Ohhh!"

She cried out as her pussy was pounded, not even realising what was happening until it was all done, explosive orgasm ripping through her, tearing her reality to shreds and putting it back together again in a new, more erotic way. It was all she wanted right then and there, all that she craved, twisting and humping and bucking so much that Beau was lifted clean off the ground by her arse. Her tail thwapped back against Beau's chest as the human gasped, struggling to ride it out as Jester gained yet another foot in height, her buttocks bulging perfectly.

That new dress that Beau had dug out for her was not to be in the moment as it ripped clean down the seams, splitting over Jester's shoulders and, noticeably, over her buttocks. Of course, it had already been pushed up to allow the two of them to have their fun (taking the dress on and off was a bit of an ordeal, which was why they had chosen not to remove it before having a little "quickie", as Jester put it) but even Jester's hips expanded, rendering the dress obsolete in but a moment. The ripping only served to heighten her orgasm as she howled out her pleasure, clawing at the ground, lost in a swathe of lust that not even she would have ever wanted to come down from.

That was the biggest and most obvious growth spurt and the glowing of the amulet directed their attention better to what was the cause of it, although Jester had insisted on another two rounds before she was completely satisfied, a sweaty Beau her prize at the end of it. Even riding that strap-on in her new, larger form was exciting, her thighs bulging with muscle and the perfect layering of fat, stronger and fitter and more lustful than she had ever been before. And that was saying something!

Eventually, however, Jester simply stopped growing. It was a little easier to walk all of a sudden and there was no more to come, although she had topped out at a good ten foot in height -- maybe even a touch taller than that. There were no clothes at all left that fit her and she was forced to remain naked around the camp, though they had retreated to a more secluded patch of forest to ensure that she could be hidden. Her height caused issues there, however, needing to duck under branches that would have been of no issue to her before and even squeezing between closer-spaced tree trunks amongst the pines proving more difficult than anyone could have expected. Where there were pleasures to be had in the changes to her height and life, there were hardships too, though there was something about those difficulties that made them seem not all that troublesome at all.

Maybe it was how her breasts were able to lactate as they grew, though a little dose of magic (a spell bought from a shop in town that specialised in that sort of thing) ensured that they were not left constantly milky and dribbling. Beau curled up softly in her lap, easily able to fit after so much change, suckling at her breasts, her nipples both receiving the same treatment. There was nothing like fresh, creamy milk and there was most certainly nothing at all that could live up to what Jester's body produced as she changed, her breasts hanging heavily under the weight of all the milk inside them. Body aching with lust, the passion of it all getting the better of her, Beau only thought that it was her right and her due to make things just a little bit easier for Jester, relieving her of the pressure in them. That was what lovers were for, was it not?

"Oh..."

Yet it was Jester's moans that drove them on and, after she had helped soothe her swollen breasts, Beau was under no illusion that she would not end the night either lying under Jester's arse, eating her out, or with a strap-on buried in her pussy. It was hard for her to hold back from anything that Jester wanted to do, leaning hungrily into it just as she had the first time they'd kissed, the first time she'd tasted the thick sweetness of her lover's pussy on her lips. Pleasing her made her squirm in the strangest of ways but it was something that Beau still wanted to push on through, to learn more about, seeking out pleasures and experiences that had never before been opened to her.

Milk trickled down her chin and Beau moaned lusciously as she nibbled faintly at Jester's nibbles to a chorus of squeals. Even that play was enough to get Jester huffing and panting, breasts rolling with every breath, though she was not one to play fair when she had tricks at her disposal. If they had been on the hands of a normal Tiefling or human, one may have considered her fingers "sausage-like" but they were as delicate and as dextrous as they had ever been, only larger. She could only fit one or maybe two of them into Beau's pussy comfortably after such a big change in her body, even though that was more than enough.

One thing that neither of them could say, however, as they settled down after a long, passionate session, bones aching as if they had just fought their way through a dungeon instead, was that size most certainly did matter. It mattered in the best of ways, the ways that coaxed moan after moan forth while feminine bodies shivered in arcs of delight. Beau's whimpers still rang in Jester's ears after she had taken her with a strap-on, the much smaller Beau snuggling into her side, under her arm, though the size difference between them had ceased to be comical.

"So..." Jester chuckled softly, shaking her head, the amulet in her hands. "I guess this is it then."

Beau blinked up at her, taking a moment to come back to full comprehension of reality, head still pleasantly fuzzy after orgasm. What were they talking about again?

"Oh? Yes... The amulet. It started all of this, didn't it? And we were still looking for a cure..."