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Immediately after transforming two of the three princes, Catalina would go towards the remaining one to finish up the king’s plan. The person in question was Benedict, which similarly to his brothers, he wasn’t that smart of an individual and had grown used to living in this new place, but his comfort was about to perish as the powerful witch entered the room, with him being unaware of what she was going to do.
Catalina could’ve immediately begun right then and there, but she liked to play with her victims, so she had a casual conversation as she prepared her final spell for the day. “...Well, it was fun talking to you, young prince, but let’s begin with what I’m actually here for”, she exclaimed right before he pushed Benedict towards the wall with her magic, soon after, she began conjuring the spell and before he had the opportunity to escape, he was blasted with magic as he immediately began feeling weak.
“Despite the status you three had in Literra, you guys were by far the easiest to transform, none of you didn’t even put up a fight!” Catalina laughed and mocked the weakened prince. A sparkle in her eye would appear as she saw the first changes could be seen, such as his face becoming increasingly more petite and feminine, his heterochromia now stuck out more due to his eyes becoming larger and more expressive. His eyelashes extended as his nose became small and his lips plumped up to twice its initial girth.
“Just look at you! So weak and pathetic!” The mean witch continued to mock him, and despite Benedict hating his current situation, he really couldn’t do anything about it, he already wasn’t a fighter and now he’s even less of a one in his current state, he thought he could do something after he recovered his strength, but oh boy was he naive. His dark brown hair would lighten up as it began glowing, turning blonde and beginning to increase in length, flowing down his shoulders and back, eventually reaching down to his lower half.
Benedict’s limbs began slimming down, also losing the hair present there as they became incredibly smooth in texture. His hands and feet would shrink down, their nails becoming lengthy, looking a lot more woman-like. His torso soon followed with similar changes with him losing a ton of fat, his belly and chest flattening completely while his shoulders narrowed down. His waist would slim down, and looking down, his hips were doing the opposite, widening to a considerable degree as he began developing a pear-shaped body.
“Not going to lie though, you’re coming along quite nicely hun”, she giggled as she saw the prince gain quite the figure, not only did he have wide hips, but now his thighs were joining the growth as they became increasingly thicker. “Ughh… sh-shut up you witch!” Benedict would kick a nearby chair to attempt to counter Catalina, but she easily avoided it. Not only was his effort in vain, but it only gave her more reason to mock him as his position revealed his growing booty. “Oh my oh my, that’s a cute butt you have there dear”, she giggled while the prince just blushed in embarrassment.
Catalina was right though, his flat butt was now a pair of soft pillow-like ass cheeks, complementing his very thick thighs that made his member uncomfortable, being squeezed between such juicy attributes, but not for much longer though. Benedict would feel his penis being pulled inside of him alongside his testicles, it felt uncomfortable yet weirdly pleasurable at the same time, eventually nothing would remain of his manhood. Shortly after, he would officially become a she as a tight vagina would take its place.
“Damn! Talk about being bottom heavy” said Catalina, but she knew perfectly that this wasn’t over yet, in fact, the true fun hadn’t begun yet. The prince turned princess had quite the killer lower half, but the same couldn’t be said about the upper half. Sure, she had a cute face and long beautiful hair, but she lacked an essential feature that all women have, breasts.
Benedict was confused to see Catalina so excited all of a sudden, but she would quickly be distracted by a strong pressure coming from her chest. She became confused towards a swelling feeling in that area, fat began to pile up, growing a nice pair of C cups within mere seconds. Her bust kept on expanding, each breast’s sensitivity increasing more and more which lead to a feeling of pleasure start to build up, a feeling she would try to fight, believing she could fight the witch and go back into his male form, but her tits that had now doubled in size would prove to be a difficult obstacle to overcome.
The princess’ boobs kept on pushing forwards as it began straining the clothes she was wearing, her small nipples could be seen poking through fabric. She was starting to recover her strength but she couldn’t quite get up due to her tits being the size of her own head. Her nipples would become larger and perkier, becoming even more noticeable than before, her areolas covering a larger portion on the surface of her melons.
Catalina had only been seeing how Benedict tried to fight her expansion, but her milkers were very tempting not to play with, and so, she gave into her desire and began playing with the former man’s titties. “Holy shit! These are so soft and feel so good to just grip with my hands!”. The playful witch squeezed and massaged them, Benedict couldn’t help but moan femininely as she too was giving into her new primal womanly desires, soon, her pussy moistened, she hated to admit it, but she loved being played with.
Catalina would only tease her though as a few moments later she would continue to just see her growth progress further, something that was coming along nicely. Benedict was turned on and the increase in sensitivity of her boobs only raised her libido, growing more alongside her pumpkin sized milkers, oh, and speaking of milkers…
Her breasts weren't only growing due to fat but milk had also been accumulating for a while now, and soon, the liquid would simply be too much, she began lactating a bit at first, but streams of milk would begin to shoot out just from how full they were. “Hmmm, it seems you might need some help madam”. The witch would go and get a pair of strong knights which were tasked to milk her.
“Our little princess over here is being overflowed with milk right now, so why not give her massive udders a nice squeeze to release some pressure”, she instructed the men while Benedict’s eyes widened. She would beg for them not to do so as her last bit of masculinity still tried to fight back. “N-No! Please no! I don’t need- Kyaaahh!”. She would begin moaning loudly as the men began doing their job, she still tried to snap out of it but her tits were so large that they basically immobilized her, so all she could do was just to accept her fate a woman with the largest tits in the kingdom- no, in the whole world.
She moaned in pleasure as jets of milk released from her huge erect nipples, her humid womanhood begging to be used, she felt as if she could have an orgasm at any moment now, something that would eventually come in once her tits stopped growing and the knights gave one last strong squeeze for tons of milk to be released. In front of her, liters upon liters of milk soaked the floor; behind her, the floor had small puddles of her vagina’s fluids as she had previously climaxed, now being tired from that, yet eager for more, she didn’t have any other thoughts, just her being milked and getting fucked.
Catalina was content, the whole plan had worked successfully, she couldn’t wait to be rewarded by King Gerold for her efforts and she was excited to be a part of this brand new era for Nysa. They had everything set: A team of maids ready to fulfill any of their requests, two princesses who were going to birth many generations of strong and intelligent swordsmen and another one whose breast milk was going to prove to be useful for the healthy development of said new generation. She headed towards the king’s throne with a huge smile on her face as she was eager to tell him about how everything went.
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