So, I hope all of you had as good of a holiday as I did. And Lauren's coming back tomorrow, so I might update Aurore's story… Never know… Anyways, review!
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Blake's Moemon Adventure: Chronicles of Truth
Chapter 26
"Hey, Blake, look what I found!" Willow said, walking up to Blake, who was sleeping under the umbrella.
"What?" Blake asked, sitting up.
"A crab." Willow smirked. She dropped the crab onto his stomach, Blake jumping up and brushing it off.
"Hey!" Blake exclaimed, flustered.
"Aw, what's wrong, Blake? Afraid of a little crab?" Willow laughed, smirking.
"That wasn't funny." Blake glared.
"Excuse her." Nancy said, smiling.
"Blake!" Blake turned around and saw Skyla standing next to him, her bikini top untied and held up by her arm.
"Wh-what?" Blake asked, staring at Skyla's plump chest, held back by a small piece of cloth pressed down by her arm.
"Think you could put some sunscreen on my back?" Skyla whispered, purring.
"…I'll do it." Willow said, frowning, Skyla huffing in frustration.
"Well, maybe you'll be able to do the front…" Skyla purred into Blake's ear, slowly moving her arm down.
"Nope." Willow said, grabbing Skyla by the propeller hair and pulling her back.
"Hey there, Blake…" Elesa said, smiling, walking up. However, a large pair of sunglasses were over her eyes.
"Hey, Lady Gaga." Blake grinned, Elesa blushing a little. "What's with the sunglasses?"
"Well, I'm known nationwide." Elesa explained, pulling her sunglasses up. "So I kind of need some sort of disguise. Luckily, no one knows that I've dyed my hair, so they're less likely to recognize me. I might be a model, but I don't like ALL the fame I get."
"Hey, is that Elesa?" A teenage boy said, walking towards Elesa.
"YES!" Elesa declared, removing her sunglasses and whirling around with an elegant flare. "I am indeed Elesa, the stunning star of Nimbasa City!"
Within seconds, the paparazzi had gathered and begun taking pictures of Elesa as she posed.
"…Yeah, you really must hate that fame." Blake said, rolling his eyes.
"Hey, Blake!" Bianca said, running over to Blake, smiling. Bianca had previously hidden her swimsuit with a large orange hoodie, but had just come back from swimming. Her blonde hair was plastered against her shoulders and dripping wet, water trailing down her body in droplets. Her… "endowments" were bouncing with every step she took, held back by an orange bikini that was FAR too small for them.
"Why are you wearing such a bikini?" Blake asked, shocked. "I mean, didn't they have any other swimsuits?"
"Well, yeah…" Bianca said, blushing. "But Miss Skyla said that with breasts like mine, it would be better to wear something more revealing…"
"Thank you, Skyla." Blake said, giving her a thumbs up, Skyla looking up from her oiling to give him a wink.
"Bianca…" Nancy said, walking up to Bianca, blushing. "That's your name, right?"
"Yup." Bianca said, smiling.
"And you're…" Nancy said, fishing for an age. "…How old?"
"Fifteen." Bianca said, smiling, Nancy coughing up a little blood.
"I see…" Nancy said, looking down at Bianca's sizeable chest. "Um, your breasts are really big…"
"Are they?" Bianca asked innocently. "I grew up in a small town, so I thought this was a standard size."
"Nope." Blake said, shaking his head.
"No." Nancy said, frowning, touching her small chest.
"Uh-Uh." Willow said, looking up from her oiling.
"Oh, I didn't know." Bianca said, smiling. "So they're big?"
"Yeah…" Nancy said, blushing. "Um…"
"Yes?" Bianca asked, smiling.
"Can I have those?" Nancy asked, eyeing Bianca's breasts.
"Oh, don't be silly. Of course not." Bianca said, smiling. "They don't come off."
Suddenly, a small flash of light hit Bianca and Nancy. Bianca's breasts shrank, her top sliding off and into the beach as her breasts became little more than bumps.
Meanwhile, Nancy's chest began inflating in size, badly stretching out the top of her swimsuit until they reached Bianca's melonous breast size.
"Uwah!" Bianca blushed, crossing her arms over her small breasts.
"Uh…" Nancy said, looking down at her large breasts, which had begun tearing her bathing suit, covering her breasts with her hands as well.
"How the hell…" Blake asked, shocked.
"My doing." Lulu said, walking up, smiling.
"Lulu!" Blake asked, surprised.
"Yeah, see, they were talking about how Nancy wanted Bianca's breasts, so a little spell and…" Lulu grinned, holding up a wooden wand.
"What the hell is that?" Blake asked, backing away, suspicious.
"See, ever since I did that locator spell with the Philosopher's Stone, I've felt nostalgic." Lulu said, smiling. "So, I brought out my old wand from my school days and have been practicing some old spells."
"Where on earth did you go to school?" Blake asked, frowning.
"Frogwartz School of Wiccancraft and Sorcery, obviously." Lulu said, rolling her eyes. "I mean, I'm a British wiccan, it should have been bleeding obvious."
"…You know, that makes a lot of sense." Blake said, nodding.
"Change us back!" Nancy said, sitting in the fetal position to prevent Blake from seeing her breasts. "I don't like this!"
"Well, I will…" Lulu said, smiling. "First…" Lulu waved her wand, light shooting out and hitting Nancy and Blake. Nancy's breasts shrank to being fully flat, flatter than before, while Blake's chest gained a few new… "assets" in the form of breasts.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?" Blake exclaimed, shocked. He quickly crossed his arms over his chest, Lulu smirking.
"Magic." Lulu said, smirking.
"CHANGE US BACK!" Blake said, glaring at her as Willow and Skyla were in hysterics.
"Fine…" Lulu sighed, waving her wand again. Light crossed over the three, and their chests returned to normal. Nancy looked down at her stretched out bathing suit and sighed, while Bianca leaned down and retied her top.
"You know, you did look hotter that way though." Lulu said, smirking.
"Shut it." Blake fumed, bright red.
So, what other tricks will Lulu perform?