sorry mum

CW: Insane ludicrous absurd infinite hyper, weird experimental headache-inducing formatting that necessitates the story being a .pdf, yuri.

"M-Miss Muse... a-are you s-s-satisfied yet..? T-This is getting... nngh... quite out of h-hand..."

After only twenty minutes she had already outgrown the entire mansion. Thirty minutes, a wall of udder crept towards the town below. After an hour, she was practically tittyfucking the mountain over on the horizon. Her rate of production seemed to accelerate with every passing moment, like her body was trying to force the tape off by pure lactic force. Unfortunately for her, this was that Indestructible Hyper Sex Tape, meaning she was essentially plugged up forever.

With her knees giving out from the constant onslaught of pleasure, she could only weakly lean into her ever-expanding boobwall. Her udders churned and sloshed with such intensity that they were surely being heard from across the world. Her whole body felt red hot, and electricity shot throughout her now continental body whenever Lady Celica's gorgeous redheaded friend groped and prodded her immensity.

[Modeus is busy pumping two mountains tied to chains, run through pulleys the size of cities made of solid black steel. Every pull causes quakes that reach the surface world, causing freak tsunamis across the planet. Each pump makes her swollen, oversized physique a bit thicker, a bit heavier, a bit more impossible. Her pecs, each the size of a room supporting tits bigger than bulldozers, tense and bounce hard with every heartbeat.]

"24,557. 24,558..."

"769,880. 769,881..."

[...]

"4,607,800. 4,607,801..."

[...]

"87,345,908,557,681,890,077,913,500. 87,345,908,557,681,890,077,913,501..."

"..."

Breathing in her general direction could cause the complete eradication of the universe...

Looking at her from the wrong angle could obliterate reality...

[Kirika but her tits are so big they break into other stories and override their writing with "and then Kirika's tits bwoomped into reality and smushed everything"]

The foxboy would draw the sword from his chest, invigorated by the mysterious power now coursing through his body. Feeling his strength returning, he rose to face the terrible demon which craved his flesh and blood...

...and then Kirika's tits bwoomped into reality and smushed everything.

There wasn't a single atom left in the entire universe that wasn't her apocalyptic chest, accidentally released upon existence when she attempted to adjust the last article of clothing that would still fit it—the Last Resort omni-infinicompression bikini.

"As if anything less was to be expected of my prodigiou

[And then Kirika's tits bwoomped recursively into her own narrative,

Fun in fishnets

[It's such a good thing that those things are entirely fictiona-]

[WH- HEY! WAIT A SECOND WHH--]