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Restlessness. If there was any word to describe what Anon had been going through as of late on a near nightly basis, it'd be that. He'd always been a heavy sleeper but these past few days had left the man waking each morning to find himself drenched in sweat and nearly suffocating under the inexplicable pressure of some deep-seeded energy within. A great heat that would radiate out from underneath his chest & back and force him to trudge through the rest of the day far more worn than usual. His sore frame would only calm down just long enough for Anon to still get a decent meal in at night before dragging himself into his stuffy bedroom and eventually repeating the cycle.
Tonight had been no different so far. Though it hadn't even reached midnight yet, Anon rested there in his bed flat on his back taking slow, deep breaths through the darkness. His vibrating pupils bore a hole into the ceiling as fierce as the warmth emanating within his internal core. It didn't matter how many sheets were torn off or how high the A/C could be cranked, nothing would be able to cool him down at this point short of an ice bath. Even then, some part of him mused that the ice would still likely end up melting quicker than usual.
On top of everything else, even sleep itself no longer offered its usual comforts. The occasional strange dream was innocent enough but the kinds he'd experienced these past few nights often seemed far too immersive than they normally should be. At times, it nearly felt as if he was somehow living through a completely different life in his sleep, and one that seemed a lot more dangerous at that. Roaring seas of endless flame complimented only by the distant screeches of horrifying unseen creatures, like his dreaming body had somehow been trapped inside some ephemeral version of Hell. Despite their subconscious prominence however, the finer details of these dreams always managed to slip through his fingers within minutes of waking up. Anon figured it was simply yet another sign that all these physical difficulties really had started to take their mental toll as well. Without even really trying to, he'd started getting used to finding himself completely absent minded during moments where his focus would be especially needed, something that'd never been a huge problem before. Now even basic fundamentals like object permanence or a decent sense of timing were that much more of a challenge.
Anon rolled over with a groan as he recalled the more egregious details from yesterday's impromptu shopping trip, feeling a few stray beads of sweat roll down his nose and drip into the mattress. Setting side the fact that he'd somehow walked out the door without noticing his shirt was on backwards at first, heading into the supermarket with a barebones list very quickly gave way to getting lost in the aisles for what felt like hours with an airheaded glee he surely hadn't experienced since he was much younger. The only thing that eventually snapped him back into awareness was the confused glares of the families and other individuals trying to idly browse around him. The heat immediately flaring into his cheeks as a result was an all-too painful reminder that he should've been focusing on actually getting his business taken care of here, an extra-awareness that his pants hadn't been fitting quite right lately either only making the situation worse. The breeze of the approaching dusk hit his ankles as he walked out with an unexpected haul not long after, a near-alien sensation underlying a level of quick snacks and easy meals he'd surely hadn't set out to acquire in the first place. He'd never exactly considered himself particularly tall in the past, though something about the way the cars looked spread out through the lot in front of him felt...different. More expansive than usual. He had been eating a lot more food than even this over the past week or so...
And there Anon was, splayed out over his nearly-barren mattress while regretting the fact he'd already managed to consume about 1/3 of his grocery haul in the short time since. Though the searing heat seemed to be consuming him more fiercely than ever, the given indigestion one might assume would come from such a binge couldn't be further from his current train of thought. In fact, Anon was showing restraint in the face of his aching, tight stomach moaning out in protest at apparently not receiving some constant form of intake. That was another detail he hadn't exactly been able to spend much time thinking over: if he'd been eating so much, where were all those nutrients even going in the end? His mildly toned frame, now subtly thinning out just above his love handles despite a complete lack of recent exercise, offered no satisfactory answers. Anon ran a hand through slick black hair irregularly streaked with nearly imperceptible twinges of coffee-brown as he continued to slowly fill his aching chest with air, taking a subconscious note over how much longer his hair seemed to have gotten as of late too. Spiky ends poked into flesh and tickled the bottom of his neck as yet another searing muscle spasm rippled through Anon's shoulder blades, the pain causing him to emit an embarrassing and disjointed cry more befitting of some forest animal that just broke its leg. He'd done everything he could lately to leave his body as relaxed as possible but it still felt like he'd somehow torn something vital that was now violently putting itself back together under throbbing, reddened flesh. Anon groaned through gritted teeth as he slowly lowered his arched back down onto the bed once more, the moistened cloth of his briefs and tightened tank top clinging to his skin uncomfortably.
He carefully craned his neck to look over his trembling frame in the darkness, peeling off stray bits of his top away from his torso with slimmed fingers that seemed ever-so-slightly more delicate than usual. The tips of his elongated nails incidentally scraped against a hardened nipple, much to the surprise of Anon's ever-dwindling awareness, and a sudden yet undeniable jolt of pleasure shot through his spine to dilute & mix itself throughout the bodily pain. Anon groaned when both tacky nipples seemed to flare in response, breath hitching as a subtle itch began to effortlessly crackle itself through areolas that were slowly puffing out with each quickening beat of his heart. He couldn't make out too many immediate major details though the fabric against his pectorals was scratchy and nearly ticklish, more sweat dripping down his glistening, sensitive body as he could feel the first few early twangs of true arousal finally reach his hips and groin. He bit into softened lips as Anon failed to resist the urge to dig his fingers into the mattress below and start slowly gyrating his tender waist against the supporting fabric. Everything just felt so hot, so overly-stimulated...
Nylon threads started to tighten as his gradually expanding member managed to fill more space within his briefs with each tantalizing second. The pain he'd been dealing with for nearly the whole day suddenly didn't seem too bad compared to the sensation of elastic stretching against pulsating skin to accommodate for the girth of his cock. The smooth yet flaring head broke free of his foreskin to come just shy of fully poking itself outside his waistband, Anon shuddering with each unintentional shift as skin rubbed against skin and dampened fabric alike.
In truth, he never knew what to make of these sudden spurts of arousal that'd often been pairing themselves up with each painful evening. Those had been the moments that'd been the hardest to retain in any long-term capacity, but the echoes of each night's tauntingly sudden pleasures had certainly been threatening to take hold over portions of his days as well as of late. It felt strange to be so seemingly needy out of nowhere this frequently, but Anon was far from denying himself of the intense desire to indulge to the best of his ability. He'd started to take gasping, steamy breaths that were veering dangerously close to outright moans as he felt the first few drops of pre start to smear into his tight garments when the unfortunate side effect to these intense moments of nightly arousal began to rear its ugly head; inescapable drowsiness. His mind began to yearn for the call of slumber as deeply as the searing pains currently anchored to the many joints of his very bones. There was an increasing amount of nearly suffocating weight centered around his chest & hips and more energy was being drained to deal with the endless barrage of sensations than his body could keep up with. A teary-eyed yawn broke through the gasps of pleasure as Anon's moaning & groaning gradually subsided into a dull mumble, body limply rolling over face-down until the continuous jolts of his sensitive nipples being uncomfortably constricted forced him back on his side. Anon managed a ginger squeeze of his formidable shaft with a lazy smile as the last flakes of vision finally melted away from his line of sight. Eyes closed and throbbing body drained of will, Anon remained awake for only a few more moments while fully immersed in nothing more than the constant dull beat of his own heart...

As he finally drifted off, Anon could swear he heard the faint, muffled sound of pressurized steam being released somewhere with every other few beats of his warm heart. The back of his eyelids would occasionally fill his vision with muted tones of red and orange, though it was anyone's guess as to why when there weren't even any lights on in the room. Just another detail he'd need to file away with all the others. Even as the irresistible call of every night finally beckoned him into its clutches, Anon still felt like a furnace that someone wouldn't stop loading with coal.

What might happen, he wondered, if all that pent-up energy finally reaches its breaking point...

Another moan into the darkness.

If his overworked body finally reaches its limit before he has a chance to release...

"Tight...so tight..."

Each pulse pulling everything that much closer to the brink of overflowing...

"I'm gonna...I'm gonna..."

You know you eventually need to store all this energy in your body properly, it is your destiny to fulfill the wishes of the world.

A moan with nearly every breath now...

"You cannot ignore this divine purpose for much longer, Raven of the Blazing Flames. There is still much that lies ahead."

"Need to...need to...need to..!"

"Okuu! Okuu ya need to wake up! You're makin' too much noise again!"

Utsuho Reiuji shot up with an instinctive shout into the familiar fluffy darkness of her shared sleeping space deep within the Palace of the Earth Spirits. Her overstuffed blankets were in utter disarray around her, only one remaining with her though it had seemingly tightly wrapped itself around her frame sometime during the night. The sweat-soaked cloth had snaked its way up from her right ankle all the way to her shoulder blades, though her lack of any major pajamas made the decoupling process simple enough.
Utsuho pulled her long, slender legs close to herself while sitting up in bed as Rin Kaenbyou looked on with concern. This hadn't been the first time this week that she'd found herself in similar circumstances with her dearest friend, but the simple Hell Raven wasn't too sure of what else could even be done.
"Ya started havin' those dreams again, didn't you?"
"Yeah...but the invisible lady didn't start saying anything until the very end."
"Were ya even able to make out anything she was tellin' ya this time? It must've been intense either way, I could hear ya from halfway down the hall out there!"
Utsuho put a delicate hand to her heaving but modest chest in slight embarrassment. Her emotions had been so much more intense since those dreams started but she still hadn't gotten completely used to the various impulses all this extra heat had started to bring out, even less so while she was asleep apparently. What would Lady Satori think if she found out that her thoughts lately had been so dirty in so many ways...
"I-I guess it was, but it was also easier to hear what she was saying for once. I still haven't seen her face yet, but..."
Her hand idly drifted between the straining fabric of her wireless bra, where the heat was at its most concentrated. Fingers firmly pressed into felt that was beginning to reach its limits when it came to how much squishy flesh it could safely contain as the Hell Raven looked at her Kasha companion with a determination her attention span would rarely allow her to display consistently.
"...I think I'm being spoken to by the Voice of God!"
"The Voice of God, huh? Something about that just doesn't sit right with me..."
"But it must be true Orin! She keeps telling me that I have a divine purpose, that I'll be the one to bridge the desires of those above and below by reigning down upon the Surface with the ultimate unparalleled energy!"
Utsuho's wings had unconsciously opened up behind her in her enthusiasm, Rin being unable to not notice how much more distance Okuu's wingspan seemed to be covering compared to yesterday. There had been more than one conversation about sudden growing pains being shared between them, Rin recalling a time when Utsuho's head barely came past the Kasha's shoulders. Now it seemed increasingly inevitable with each passing day that the Raven would finally push on past Rin's height all-together. At least she still had the upper hand when it came to bust size...though Okuu's painfully erect nipples jutting out not far from Rin's face through thick padding provided little reassurance even that would last long.
"Well, even if that is true, I don't know how you're supposed to be out fulfillin' some divine quest on her behalf when ya keep sleepin' for more than half the day! Sure you're not just overworked from runnin' those flames all on your own for so long?"
"Don't be silly Orin, no one else can manage those Ruins as well as me and you know that! Lady Satori didn't give me a job so special for nothing~"
"I'm just sayin', seems like you've had a lot on your shoulders lately. Ya know I'm here for you if ya need it, especially if ya don't feel like you're ready to talk about it with Lady Satori yet."
Rin leans over and lays a reassuring hand on the warm flesh of Utsuho's supple thigh, knowing that the Raven really was strong enough to get through just about anything thrown her way but still feeling bad there was seemingly so much she had to go through all on her own. Utsuho let her posture relax a bit as she smiled warmly at her lifelong companion, taking great comfort in knowing that'd she'd always be able to trust her no matter what as she placed her own hand on top and gently ran a thumb over Rin's fingers.
"Thank you Orin, I think everything's gonna be okay. I just don't know how yet is all."
"I still think ya need to stay away from the bedroom a bit more often, the Sisters might start getting worried if they find out you've been out of commission so frequently."
"But I like the dreams I've been having! They're kinda funny sometimes."
"Well maybe you can talk about 'em at the table with Lady Koishi. Ya slept all the way until dinner time today and Lady Satori is still going to be too busy with prison paperwork to join us tonight."

Utsuho's attentions were immediately taken over at the sound of the word "dinner", her incinerator of a gut springing to life and demanding fuel as she did her best to hold back an oncoming wave of drool.
"Finally...Dinner Time~! Tell Lady Koishi I'll be out as soon as I can get some clothes on!"
Rin smiled at Okuu's enthusiasm before quickly scampering away with a trill in a puff of smoke to deliver the news. Utsuho could just fly in there as she pleases right now if she really wanted to, one of many benefits that came with hanging around just the youngest of the Sisters, but she'd been feeling inclined to wear the outfits Lady Satori had specifically designed on her behalf more frequently. Life had gotten busy again, but nice all the same under the dutiful care of the Komeiji's. With a quick wave of her hand to light the room and a tug at her tight panties, firmly wedged within the various moist creases of her sore hips up to that point, Okuu went to work at donning her specially-tailored outfit for dinner...
...only to lament how it apparently needed to be re-tailored once more after she finally struggled herself into her clothing completely. The waistline of her skirt was now clearly visible a good few inches below the hem of her simple button-up, adding an obvious midriff to her outfit, while the waistband of the skirt itself now firmly hugged the outline of her waist and hips. Her belly was taught and smooth while her hips seemed to have been flaring out a lot more considerably than usual without the girl really needing to try. The ends of the frills beneath her skirt now scraped dangerously close to the bottom of her generous ass, the way the waistband dug into her smooth skin slightly causing the occasional uncomfortable itch. Even her thigh-highs now barely came up to the start of her knees, something about the amount of creamy thighflesh on display slowly adding a new form of pressure to her body running deeper than just the clothes.
Her shirt was a completely different story. The wing holes in the back had to be torn even further open to allow the garment to sit comfortably on her body, but even that much was a stretch considering the state of the buttons themselves. The bottom few felt nearly ready to tear straight through their threads and there was a clear diamond-shaped window into the plush flesh barely held together by the straining bra underneath not far below her collar. Utsuho could've sworn she hadn't been packing this level of cleavage just a day or two ago, or even just after being woken up earlier, but she figured she still couldn't be as big as Orin. Not yet at least, that would just be crazy...
"I'd be so big...there's just no way..." Idle hands drifted towards her perky, rounded breasts after slowly trailing themselves up her frame until they reached the considerable bumps that were her aching nipples. A few tender scratches and tweaks of the enclosed flesh left her thighs squirming and hips gyrating for more. That considerable heat she'd been feeling right after waking up began to writhe its way through her needy body from her core, pooling into her breasts until her distended nipples were throbbing even through the fabric of her clothes. She nearly squeezed the tightening flesh of her chest as tightly as she could just to find some release to that pressure before a lighting-like jolt of concentrated pleasure shot down into her hips and nestled itself firmly into her crotch. The skin around her labia had been especially swollen and sensitive since she began getting her outfit together but this had still felt more intense than anything she'd experienced before. Hands instantly went to the insides of her smooth thighs through her silken skirt as she keeled over in pleasure with a gasp, feeling the moisture within her crotch begin to rise considerably until she was sure she must've already stained her way through her straining panties.
But the pressure refused to ease, and each breath only brought her arousal further into total depravity until it felt like her panties were strangling themselves around her crotch. But it wasn't the panties that were changing underneath, and Okuu wasn't even as dripping wet as she felt she was. Below her dress quivered the thickening, distended pair of outer lips that was her genitals. The very fabric of the panties themselves would've been reduced to floss long ago had it not been for a single anchor point slowly peeking itself further and further beyond the confines of her honeypot. The front of Utsuho's panties had begun to sport a small, rounded bump no bigger than the knuckle of a pinky finger. Her swollen, aching clitoris had started to gradually escape from its hood and dominate all sensation around Okuu's crotch. The pink, slickened flesh throbbed against her panties to the tune of her heartbeat harder and harder with each stifled moan until there was a considerable bulge no bigger than a golf ball tenting out the front of her panties. It took every ounce of her willpower not to simply indulge upon her primally-carnal desires right there and forego dinner all together, but the very thought of missing out on a meal was enough to settle her body back down to a far more manageable simmer. A quick stomach growl after catching her breath and wiping the sweat from her brow was all she needed to push on ahead into the dining room without a second thought, only stopping on a whim to don the plain white cape hanging from her door before leaving. It's not like Lady Koishi would care much about her outfit anyways, there were more important things to focus on for now.

And what a plentiful assortment there was to focus on indeed. The first thing Utsuho noticed upon waltzing into the dining room was the sheer portion sizes that dominated the usual spaces on the table, the Sisters having done well to accommodate for the increasing appetite of a pet they only assumed was trying to keep itself as healthy as she needed to be. Before Okuu sat several steaming piles of seasoned rice, grilled beef, cooked vegetables and toasted slices of garlic bread alike. The smell was almost overwhelming, nearly leaving her in a stupor that would've been unable to plate what her body craved in the first place.
"Hiya Okuu~! Tonight is a self-serve kinda night so just grab however much you'd like! Orin told me how hungry you've been getting lately so you don't need to worry about waiting to dig in or anything."
Utsuho lit up at Koishi's news and immediately got to grabbing all the portions she figured she could manage for her first helping. It wasn't long after sitting down next to Rin with several plates when the Kasha whispered something she'd been waiting to share with Okuu once she arrived.
"By the way, I managed to find what ya wanted me to look for at a roadside vendor deep in the Capital."
She presented Okuu with a glass jar tied shut with several layers of parchment paper over the lid, the yellowed and greasy contents within clearly visible to the eager eyes of the Raven.
"Butter for the rice..! Oh Orin you're the best! Thank you thank you thank you~!"
Rin found herself lovingly stuffed between Utsuho's fresh cleavage before she even had a chance to say "you're welcome" as the Raven held her close in deep, affectionate appreciation. The cheeks of both girls went flush as Orin found it hard to resist a small purr despite the circumstances until Okuu's appetite reminded her of why she even bothered coming out here at all. She quickly began to ferociously dig in to her feast, effortlessly buttering bread and rice alike as meat was skewered against charred veggies, Rin looking on from her own modest plate with a concerned fascination as Koishi watched the entire scene between them play out without a word. Rin nearly jumped when the younger Komeiji decided to make herself known from her side of the table once again with a semi-thoughtless comment.
"Okuu sure has been getting bigger lately, hasn't she Orin-chan?"
"Y-Yeah, you aren't exactly wrong about that..."
She watched as a few stray breadcrumbs tumbled down to tauntingly nestle themselves between Utsuho's straining breastflesh, the outline of constricted areolae partially visible through the shirt's stretched fabric.
"Big Sis is gonna be so proud once she's finally all grown up! It must be nice to have such amazing pets..."
Utsuho paused herself while wolfing down rice for just a moment at the sound of Lady Koishi's implied praise.
"You really think she'd be...proud of me?"
"Of course~! If you're getting even stronger then soon that'll mean you'll be able to protect all of us down here without breaking a sweat! You could even be the one to finally bring prosperity back to Old Hell! Wouldn't that be nice?"
"Prosperity...my strength will lead to prosperity..." Utsuho slowly looked down over her heaving frame, torso barely visible under her constricted chest, as the echoes of promises unseen from the voices in her dreams began to run through her subconscious. She could get strong enough to finally fully reignite the embers of Blazing Hell once more, the eternal powerhouse of the Former Capital finally reinstated to its past glory. And she could manage it all on her own. She had to. She needed more power, she needed more...needed more...
Utsuho didn't even realize she'd started standing at some point during her deep contemplations, hands firmly gripping the table and wings fully spread out as her breathing grew ragged and her pupils grew constricted with intense desire. A single bead of sweat traveled down her face to the tip of her nose before falling to the table as she dug her nails into the hardwood to resist shoving them deep within her tingling, engorged crotch. Her bulge hadn't yet grown prominent enough to push against the outer fabric of her skirt but it nearly felt as if it wouldn't be long before even that was a reality at this rate.
Orin did nothing but stare gormlessly at the display for a few moments while the smile on Koishi's face only grew deeper. She had to do...something to help her friend out, right..? Okuu hadn't even gotten to her second set of helpings yet!
"Uh, Okuu..?"
The Kasha brought a clawed hand to the side of Okuu's waist as the Hell Raven hitched her breath and whipped her head back towards Orin in response. She looked so small from where Utsuho was standing, so vulnerable...

It had to be so easy to pull her in by the arms and dig her teeth into those velvety kitty lips with how much stronger Okuu had gotten now. If only now was a good time to try...

But the smell of the remaining food ultimately steered her focus back into proper control. Utsuho shook her head in confused frustration and slowed her breathing back down to a normal pace before looking back at Rin far more casually.
"It's fine, I'm fine...it's okay. Really, I am."
She sat back down and everyone largely went back to focusing on their own portions in relative silence, Okuu ultimately managing thirds of everything on the largest plates available to her. It may have been enough to finally quench her insatiable hunger, though the pleasurable tingling of her slowly expanding package below never completely went way throughout the remaining duration of dinner. By the end of her final dish, bloated stomach groaning from being pushed to its very limits, the thickening bulge of her panties had finally started tapping itself against the fabric of her skirt in a steady rhythm. She wouldn't be able to make out any details based on pure sensation alone, but her development had started to extend far beyond a simple enlargement of the clitoris. The very skin of the hood itself had begun to build up around the flared diameter of what it once sheathed, raw skin pushing forward ever-further as tubes and veins snaked their way through spongey tissue to where they were needed most. Each throb brought greater strength to the muscles of her new proto-shaft, a fine slit beginning to form at the very tip as the whole assortment was forced down and below into the awaiting, moistened flesh of her cushiony upper thighs. She groaned with a tone that bordered on a full moan while clutching her slightly rounded stomach firmly, Orin watching with amazement only a single seat over as Utsuho's stomach broke down its internal bloat as fast as it had been shoveled within. Soon the Raven was back to a smooth, hardened stomach that glistened with sweat. In fact, it wasn't long before that stomach began to show off a pair of toned abdominals that'd even make an Oni or two turn a head. Utsuho was back to slow, deep breaths with her hands on the table as her entire frame seemingly began to stretch out about half a millimeter at a time. She whimpered as a series of popping snaps began to emanate from the suffering back strap of her bra, a button around her midsection suddenly popping off to clatter down the table towards Koishi as Okuu's heavy eyelashes fluttered open just enough for her to shoot a desperate glance over towards Rin.
"Orin...please...I need...t-the bedroom...m-my body, I-I don't-aahh-aaAAHHNNnn..!"
The clasp on the side of her skirt finally broke as Utsuho stood up suddenly, wings fluttering open behind her with errant cracks from the bones within as feathers thickened. The skirt did not fall however, as Okuu's hips and thighs had already expanded far too much for her to reasonably remove the garment normally. The fabric continued to stretch alongside the muscles and tendons underneath as more seams along the waistband audibly gave way by the second. If it wasn't for the fact her nipples were now thick as corks and continuing to dent outwards through her bra's padding, Orin may have even noticed the considerable dent the size of a small cucumber now jutting out into the disappearing folds of Okuu's thinning skirt. Her panties were being eaten alive by her partially exposed jiggling asscheeks as the Hell Raven nearly threatened to start grinding against the edge of the table itself.
"O-Okay Lady Koishi..! Thank ya for helping with dinner, give our regards to Lady Satori, u-uh I just need to get Okuu back to her room real quick and make sure everything's okay, so...uh, goodnight~! Love you!"
Koishi simply waved on cheerfully with that same blissful smile as she silently watched Rin help a dazed and stumbling Utsuho out of the dining room, the tall Raven nearly falling flat on her face when her legs suddenly shot up another inch without warning and crying out as a new tear mostly obscured by her cape formed across the back of her shirt. More buttons clattered to the hall tiles below as Okuu's small moans echoed throughout the wing of the Palace beyond.

Koishi made sure they were completely out of sight before sliding one hand up towards her pale inner thigh and another close to her face so she could bite a knuckle in muted ecstasy.
The both of them surely had to be in for the time of their lives, a shame that nobody else could join in on the fun quite yet...

By the time the two pets made it back to their room, Utsuho's custom shirt was in tatters and hanging on by a measly two buttons around her heaving bosom. Hardened muscles were visible across her whole body and her resting wingspan was now nearly too wide to even let her squeeze herself completely through the doorframe. Her generous & heavy hips swayed from side to side as she struggled to find the right sense of balance with these new proportions, any potential thigh gap of hers disappearing completely under an ass that wasn't even halfway covered by the skirt at this point. A hand went to her head as Okuu moaned without restraint, bending forwards while her 180cm body shot up another two inches and the final few bands of her bra snapped to release an overflowing set of perky, taught breasts that were continuing to expand out well beyond their current H cup. The final two buttons of her shirt fought valiantly to contain the overwhelming mounds within as her whole body seemed to pulsate with growing intensity from top to bottom.
Orin carefully closed the door behind them, blush highlighting her cheeks as she heard Okuu's growth tear her now mid-calf stockings to even further shreds with a pleasurable moan. Another inch taller...
"Okay Okuu, ya seriously gotta start tellin' me more about what's really-h-holy Shit..!"

Both girls had turned around to face each other in the privacy of the bedroom, Orin finally coming face-to-face with the now can-sized bulge of Okuu's shaft protruding out from underneath an incredibly abused pair of straining panties. The constricted head bobbed from the tension with each heartbeat, pre slowly leaking into the fabric as it's expanding girth refused to be halted in any capacity. Holes around the back had finally stretched around to the front from the increasing pressure from all angles. It wouldn't be long before those panties would be nothing more than ruined string on the floor below...
"U-Utsuho...that...t-that's a...your...i-it smells...o-oh god."
The Kasha had little idea what to do for Okuu, despite the ever-tempting calls her body was trying to get her to answer, though the Raven herself was far beyond the need to waste precious time thinking anything along those lines through.
"Orin-channn..."
Another inch. She loomed over the cat below while tweaking both fleshy, wrinkled nipples through the taught fabric. They were thick, full. Suckable.
"Y-Your body...what's..?"
A high-pitched moan. Her skirt finally gave way as the fabric was torn clean through. Her thick upper thighs looked monstrous compared to the thin lines of her struggling panties.
Pre was starting to collect past the fabric of the head, dripping to the floor below.
"I need release Orin, I need-haaaaah-to be able to contain this power."
Another inch. Her shoulders were now wide enough to tear her sleeves completely apart, the final two buttons forcefully giving way and pelting Orin in the face as everything that had been clinging to Okuu's torso sans her cape crumpled around her feet slowly spreading over the floor.
Her distended angry nipples flicked themselves in Orin's face as the Kasha dared to edge closer while biting her bottom lip, the ends of Okuu's breasts surely brushing against her chiseled stomach had they not been refusing to submit to gravity.
Her throbbing cock scooted closer without Orin even having to move. Something was coming, something she wouldn't be able to contain...
"I need to be the one...I have to be the one...t-to control the Sun's divine power."
There was a tightness under her skin between her now M cup breasts, something hard and uncomfortably warm that bordered on painful...
Like something was stuck.
"Okuu, just breathe, I-I'm right here..!"
The pressure within her dick was immense, the thick shaft began to curve upwards in spite of its worn restraints and what was left of those restrains wasn't too happy to be further defied.
"I'm...I-I'm..!"
There was a heavy lump between her ribs that felt like it was about to violently tear itself open. Everything began to pucker and stand on end as Okuu's face grew increasingly red.
"Oh god, Okuu..! T-There's something coming out between your-"
Utsuho's hip muscles and opening waist finally snapped their way through what was left of her panties, the sticky fabric also flying into the Kasha's face and immediately filling her senses with the thick aroma of Okuu's new musk. The Hell Raven practically screamed as her wings fluttered completely open and her fresh leaking girlcock stood on-end nearly 18 inches long and counting. Everything in her vision went red as the flesh around her straining torso lump split down the middle to reveal a searing blood-red eye that glistened with the very potential of the Sun's core itself.
Her wide, heavy body fell over breathlessly into the scattered blankets below with a thud, all sensation blurring out around her until she was left with nothing more than the feeling of a body too big for its skin and the stimulating pleasure of a hardened cock that craved release.

Orin's cries were lost to the void, the internal fires of passion completely drowning out the world beyond.

Fragments of something else. Flashes of vision cutting through the writhing, crackling frames too quickly to properly hold on to.

She was back in her room. Or...wait, was it her room? This wasn't the Palace, was it..?

Feet over the side of a dark bed. Her legs were twitching, were they still growing? White fabric covered quivering mounds that was starting to be stretched beyond its intended limits. Her nipples felt itchy again, and something about the tightness around her hips and crotch didn't feel right...

Grinding pains in her stomach. Food. There's food. Lots of it, out in the kitchen. She needs it. Her wings feel far more sore than normal, and weirdly unresponsive as she accidentally bumps one of them against a passing doorframe.

The soft light of the fridge filled the quiet kitchen. The cool air was nice against her tender frame, joints popping as limbs expanded and the sound of tearing fabric began to overlap the hum of the fridge fan. Her burning hips bumped against the door as she grabbed what she could without much thought.

Another blur, her hands are a mess...wrappers and boxes everywhere. Cabinets opened and emptied. A small burp and a brief gurgle sprout up from her stomach. It was all so good...but why didn't that feel like enough to finally put her at rest?

She's back in her bedroom. Her top is digging into her skin tightly, hair spilling over her shoulders while her beating shaft seems to have finally escaped the confines of her briefs at some point. Wasn't it a little bigger earlier..?
Something else heavy and thick fills the remaining space below as everything starts stretching out, various fluids churning within as her cock stretches further and further towards the ceiling while pulsating breasts take up more of her vision with each second. She's almost able to start tugging on each pressurized tube-like nipple with both fists when a crimson light begins to shine out from between her breasts. The modest bedroom is filled with a warm glow until everything fades away from view once more...

It's eerily quite now, completely dark with nothing but the sound of a cool breeze gently blowing around her. Utsuho opens her eyes to find herself staring blankly at an incredibly starry sky above while laying on her back in the grass. There were a few trees around her, but nothing else major that she noticed while rising to her feet. Could this be what the surface lands were like? She was back in her usual body as well, her small yet energetic frame that really could fit within her tailored clothes...which she was also now inexplicably wearing again?
She was barely able to take a few simple steps away from where she'd gotten up before something far more deserving of it caught her fleeting attentions.
"You've done well to withstand the Divine Crow's Blessings thus far, my little progeny."
Utsuho whipped herself around until she was staring directly into the eyes belonging to the voice that had been plaguing her dreams for so long. A rather foreboding purple-haired figure clad in crimson garbs and holy paraphernalia alike floated not too far from the Hell Raven, observing the progress of her latest endeavor silently.
"So it's you! You're the God that keeps telling me about my divine mission!"
"Indeed. Your destiny has finally been made manifest at the cost of anchoring your soul to others beyond your comprehension. Rest assured that you are ultimately serving a grander purpose, child, and one that involves many more fates beyond your own singular experiences at that."
"B-But...but why me? Why am I the one destined to bring power back to the Old Capital?"
The goddess laughs with a sultry tone as she steps down from her invisible perch to begin walking towards Utsuho, truthfully hoping that she can keep her serious composure long enough for this final encounter.
Whoever this lady was, she was a lot taller than she seemed she'd be while sitting...
"Don't you see, Utsuho? You said so yourself: no other creature within Old Hell can manage those Blazing Ruins as well as you. It couldn't be anyone else, all other candidates simply lacked the level of raw potential you've been able to display for me."
"My potential..." She looked down at her modest frame compared to the imposing stature of the generously-proportioned goddess above her and began to feel a particular, familiar warmth start to bubble out from within her core.

"That's it, you understand. It's that desire for strength within you. After all, it was you who craved such immense power in the first place. Don't you remember? From our little 'arrangement' not too long ago~"
Okuu looked back up at her divine benefactor only to be met with the glint of the moonlight overhead reflected against a simple coin dangling from a string. The previously concealed item stirred an unexpected flurry of intensely arousing sensations deep within Utsuho, calling back upon distant and muted memories she was sure she must've just imagined at the time...

"Power...divine power..."

The coin dangled back and forth in front of the Hell Raven's face, the girl completely mesmerized as her body began to alight once more one heaving breath at a time. The faded imagery of effortlessly consuming the very corpse of another corvid with wild abandon played back to her in surprising detail.

"That's right, that's my good girl~ The Divine Power of the Great Black Sun of Legend, you shall be my hand-molded vessel for such godly capabilities that not even our own Living God will be able to reach. His strength will pale in comparison to your sheer might alone, even as he collects more Faith for our institution with each passing day."

Utsuho's frame began to slowly work its way up one centimeter at a time as muscles within rapidly tore & reformed themselves over and over again. She groaned deeply when her breasts suddenly firmed up completely and began to gradually swell outwards alongside the rest of her frame, nipples immediately tenting through the fabric as her eyes dulled and her posture relaxed itself immensely.

"God...I'm gonna be a God. I can feel it...the Sun's power..."

Threads snapped and fell to the grass below as the top of Okuu's head edged ever-closer to the imposing goddess's own, bones aching while her hips rotated further outwards and the strap of her bra effortlessly snapped itself clean through underneath her tearing shirt.

"You will bring about the wishes of everyone within Gensokyo, Utsuho Reiuji. As declared by the Great Goddess of the Moriyan Mountain Shrine, your ruthless embers will bring about a new age for every soul within this valley."

Steaming breath poured relentlessly from Okuu's panting mouth as her hardened biceps completely ruined the last untouched bits of her shirt, focus unbroken from the swaying coin as her 6 foot frame continued its rapid expansion in every direction.
If she was any closer, Okuu may have even been nearly able to poke into the dress of the goddess with the flared and exposed head of her hot, dribbling cock. Her third leg. Her symbol of absolute power over the very atoms of creation. Unlimited strength was finally within her grasp, and a few measly pairs of clothes now in tatters around her could do nothing to contain it.

"Good girl, keep growing that powerful and strong body of yours for me. My little vessel~"

"I'm a good girl, I'm a good girl, I'm strong, I'm a God, I...I-I..."

Immense pressure suddenly rocked her to her core. Utsuho clutched her waist as her voice broke and a massive weight began to form in the wide space within left by her protruding hips.

"That's it, just keep going. You're so close, and you're doing so good for me~"

"I-It's-it's-it's-I-I-haaah-haaah..!"

Something was forcing itself down and out from the opening just behind Okuu's overgrown shaft. Something hard and solid that was forcing her legs further and further apart against her will.

'It's coming..! O-Oh god, it's-it's-it-I-c-c-can't-I..."

"Okuu! Ya have to wake up! You're about to..!"
The Hell Raven shot up from her spot on the floor with a start, pools of sweat dripping around her as her thick legs had instinctually oriented themselves in a way that left her crotch spread open and completely exposed. She screamed again with an ear-piercing wail as rivulets of fluid squirted out from her slit and the mystery pressure object finally pushed itself past the crowning stage to be released completely before the two girls with a tumbling squelch. Okuu looked down at the mess before her moments later with shaky breath and trembling limbs only to find a slightly-bumpy egg no bigger than a small melon idly resting between her clattering knees. Her cock had seemingly lost some of it's hardness during her downtime though the overall length of it certainly hadn't been stunted as a result. Even while flaccid, it really could pass as some kind of third leg from a distance.
"Oh my god, I can't believe ya just did that...look at you! You're massive and your cape looks crazy on the inside now! And that big eye on your chest...and look at what happened to your foot! Do ya even feel okay? Oh god, what the hell is Satori gonna think when she sees..."
Utsuho rises to her feet, unexpected weight now pulling on her right ankle aside, the divine light of Yatagarasu emanating out from deep within her third eye. She glares down at Orin with an intense, barely-contained lust as she feels her heavy cock start to slowly throb back to life in her hands.
"U-Uh...Okuu..? Aren't you, um...w-what do ya think you're..."
Orin's eyes go wide as she watches Okuu begin to tweak a thick nipple with one hand and slowly pump her hardening cannon of a dick with the other to the sight of Rin's erect nipples betraying the Kasha's efforts at keeping some composure. The smell alone was overwhelming and left her insides screaming to be filled again and again, torn wide open until she could feel nothing but her body being constricted from the inside by this oversized rod. She licked her lips when she noticed the tiny droplets of thickened cream beginning to coagulate on the tips of Utsuho's tantalizingly sweet breasts, just begging to have a pair of fangs sunk into them for some good suckling until she was plumped and begging for more.
"U-Uh...that's...oh god..."
She gulped as Okuu moved just close enough to be able to wave the reddened head of her dick right in Orin's face. She could easily stick her coarse tongue out to lick the thing if she so desired...
"I finally understand why I've been blessed with such amazing power. It feels so good Orin-chan...I need to share this with so many people. But first, I want to share my fantastic strength with you...and really show you just how powerful I've become~"

The pleasure radiating from the anticipation alone was nearly enough to send her completely over the edge, pre threatening to drip directly onto the Kasha's awaiting face as "only you" played on an endless loop within the Raven's simple mind, but everything began to grow murky and distant as the average surroundings of Anon's darkened bedroom inevitably intruded upon the surrounding space once more. A distinctly feminine groan filled the room as hands were pulled away from a hot face tangled with rivulets of sweat-coated hair. Anon was laying on the bed sideways for some reason and some kind of weird weight was tugging at things from behind. The ruins of what groceries had fortunately remained mere hours beforehand were down strewn across every inch of the room while something weird glistened on the wall ahead. Everything felt off kilter, strangely electric, and...and...
Anon looked down at her fresh pair of slickened breasts tearing through the fabric of her old tank top, the glassy texture of her third eye shining in the dim light of the space as she felt her growing erection bob further up past her long, heavy nipples. The fat of her ass was slowly spreading across the barren mattress as the last of the elastic to her briefs finally gave way to the sheer girth of what was contained within.
She'd remembered all of it this time. The meeting with the goddess, dinner with her youkai family...but her body on this side of the coin apparently still had it's own form of catching up to do. Her P cup breasts, practically bursting with rich and heavy cream, demanded to be milked lest they expand even further while something else churned with a pleasurable tingle just below her shaft.
AnonOkuu sat up completely only to bring both hands down past a dense bush of fresh pubic hair to cup what ended up being two massively-inflated testicles tearing through the overstretched fabric of what used to be her briefs. They had to be approaching football size by this point, thick and potent seed churning within that stirred every single hormone within AnonOkuu's new highly-breedable body to it's very limits. She may have been a simple birdbrain now, but there was so much that AnonOkuu now had to look forward to when it came to exploring her new limits. Something that would surely stretch on far into the night until she was left as a sopping, drippy mess just begging for a pair of hands on her expansive body and a good hole to fill that wouldn't break.

If she could get a good look over herself now, she'd no doubt be able to recognize how similar she looks to a seemingly random video game character one of her nerdier friends had shown her in passing just a few weeks before. The feathery wings alone were a dead giveaway. The last time she'd heard from that friend was when they stopped by the local cafe for some fried tofu oddly enough, AnonOkuu assuming that guy had simply grown a little too busy to keep in touch in the time since. Maybe this new life really wouldn't be so bad after all. She knew the kinds of strange things people liked on the internet here, there had to be an audience for whatever she now embodied.
She had to show the world her new power, like a good little vessel ought to. Then she could share her power with everyone, and everyone would be able to bare witness to the blinding forces of her Divine Light.
...as soon as she took care of the insatiable heat plaguing every fiber of her rich, fertile being. It'd take a lot of work, especially considering she couldn't even wrap a single hand fully around her shaft anymore...but there's no way she'd miss out on trying all this out for herself first before finally setting the world ablaze.
A new three-legged corvid had been born that evening, and the world was about radically change under its divine will once more. This was Utsuho Reiuji's new destiny, no matter what kind of life her body had chosen to live before.

Everyone would know, and everyone would come to see her unparalleled power in time.

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Epilogue

Satori Komeiji sat alone in her empty dining room, cradling the personal muted frustrations that had been building up within her over the past week alone. Her composure seemed just as drained as usual, though the girl had been drowning in endless extra bureaucratic duties ever since the aftermath of that mess caused by her pets and that goddess from Youkai Mountain. New policies between underground and surface-level youkai diplomacy were pending approval, the hot spring district could barely keep up with the sudden influx of new foot traffic, break-outs and lootings by the vengeful spirit population were still at an all-time high and the various infrastructure repairs required in the wake of fresh destruction caused by various geyser-based tremors and their resulting cave-ins had left Satori with hardly a single moment to think for herself for a change. That's not even accounting for how much more overtly-rambunctious Koishi had suddenly been feeling after bearing full witness to Utsuho's warpath-fueled reign of destruction, her little sister being harder to keep proper tabs over than ever, or the ludicrous proposals offered by that goddess that would require a complete technological overhaul over incredible swaths of the Underground. It was just too much to handle all at once, though it's not like anybody else around here had the wherewithal, maturity and patience to completely work through these necessary evils besides her. At least she still had her composure in the silence of this one moment of stillness, a practical oasis in the face of the 30km desert hike that was the rest of her duties.
"You're late, Orin. I take it you needed a few more moments to properly prepare your surprise for me then?"
"Well, this is...technically something from Okuu considerin' the both of us are still grounded, but she thought it'd be a good way to make things up to ya. At least a little."
"Hmmm...you two have prepared a small dish for me, then? This choice of meeting space is suddenly making a lot more sense."
Rin had been fruitlessly hiding the covered bowl behind her in a very basic effort to circumvent Lady Satori's typical inability to be surprised by just about anything. She presented it meekly across from the table as she finished walking in, ears perked down with shame knowing that she was still technically in trouble until further notice.
"Just don't keep diggin' through my memories until ya uncover that bowl for yourself! You can at least try to humor her idea through until the end."
"Hmph, I suppose I owe you two that much then."

Satori carefully tucks her napkin into the collar of her shirt before removing the simple cloth draped across the bowl. In front of her sat a steaming bowl of simple, seasoned rice with one obvious addition to it courtesy of Utsuho herself.

Rin had grown red in the face after first hearing the Hell Raven's suggestion but ultimately concluded there probably wouldn't be much harm to it anyways, Satori remaining just as composed as always as she looked down at the quivering, oversized yellow yolk staring right back at her from her bowl.

The rice had been draped over with a freshly cooked egg taken from Utsuho's unexpected surplus after her body had fully incorporated the nature of Yatagarasu within itself, parts of the yolk sporting unnatural twinges of reddened vein-like structures that had seemingly persisted through the entire cooking process. It smelled just like any other simple dish of similar natures and was presented with little extra fanfare.

Satori held her chopsticks in silence as she stared deep into her pet's offering. She looked up at Rin with all three eyes without a saying a word, a single bead of sweat dripping down the side of her face, while her Kasha could do nothing more than stare back in uneasy and embarrassing anticipation.

It was just a Raven egg, one big unfertile cell, the only seriously surprising thing being the fact it took all that to finally get Okuu to the point of laying them. A clear sign she was at least healthier than ever.

"Thank you for the meal" was all she offered before gingerly breaking through the skin of the yolk and mixing the resulting proteins thoroughly into her rice. The worst thing that could really happen was that it just wouldn't be the right taste for her, she could hear the endless slog of outlandish anxiety-fueled scenarios pouring out from Rin's subconscious clear as day and only wished she could do more to satiate those worries in this single moment.
The time to taste the dish had come, Satori's modest bite of the mixture melting over her tongue and washing over her taste buds as she carefully considered both flavor and texture. Orin had practically stopped breathing all-together as she watched her master slowly chew and swallow.
"Well..? How is it, Lady Satori?"

"..."

She cleared her throat before continuing, truthfully thankful she'd actually have a decent meal in her system to carry her through the rest of her work today. If only Rin still had some of that butter she'd acquired for Utsuho...
"It's simple, but effective in both delivery and presentation. The yolk was savory, just runny enough and actually had a small hint of smoky spice to it that did indeed surprise me. Especially since I know you did very little to change the flavor of the egg itself. It pairs quite nicely with the seasonings used on the rice and could even potentially be made more complicated without losing its intended flavor-profile."

"You mean..?"
"This was an excellent gift, Orin. Thank you both from the bottom of my heart, and please give Okuu my regards once you return to your bedroom."
The Kasha practically melted under the genuine praise of her master, thankful that this wasn't just going to end up as yet another stumbling block. Satori reached a hand out to tenderly caress the top of Orin's head between her fluffy ears, the girl immediately letting out a purr as Satori figured to herself this was something she could even try serving to Koishi under the right circumstances. Maybe this whole geyser fiasco really did bring more blessings in disguise to her life than she was initially willing to give it credit for...

But that's something they could all deal with together as a family as soon as her cute, faithful and hardworking pets were done being grounded.
Maybe in about...another week or so, though good behavior like this could always take them even farther than they'd realize.
There never was a dull moment in the Old Capital after those days, something everyone around thankfully would eventually grow to truly appreciate in their own time and on their own terms.

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