The night air in Nod-Krai was crisp. Lumine shivered as she walked along the hoary beach South West of the Frostmoon Enclave. She stared out across the water, the white of breaking waves reflecting pale moonlight as they crashed into the shore. She closed her eyes, focused on the sound of the ocean. Lumine took in the atmosphere, cold air on her breath, gentle waves. She noticed footsteps behind her. They were soft, only audible because of the shifting grind of sand. Lumine opened her eyes and turned around to greet the visitor. Two radiant antlers shone in the darkness, matched with a pair of hauntingly beautiful green eyes. The traveller immediately knew it was Lauma. Even through the darkness it was impossible to mistake such an exposed, curvaceous figure. Lumine wiped the thought from her mind, and thanked the darkness for hiding the blush certainly creeping across her cheeks.
“I thought I heard someone walking around out here,” the Scion explained. “What brings you here so late at night when it's so cold?” She had a tender, motherly smile that carried a mix of curiosity and concern.
“I couldn’t sleep,” the blonde replied. “Wanted to get some fresh air and look at the ocean. Guess I ended up wandering over here.” She turned around, looking back out across the water.
Lauma came up alongside her, standing close enough for warmth to cross the gap between both girl’s arms. Lumine struggled to keep looking straight, the incredible assets of the Scion poking into the edge of her peripheral vision. “The full moon has made the ocean quite beautiful tonight,” the older woman said.
“It’s not the other thing beautiful tonight,” Lumine spoke without thinking. She stammered as her brain caught up to her mouth. “I uh… I mean-”
“It’s okay. I appreciate the compliment,” Lauma gave a soft chuckle.
They were quiet for another couple minutes, both taking in the sights and sounds of the chilly ocean.
Lauma spoke up first “I’m getting cold just standing around here. Would you like to come back to my place and warm up?”
Lumine nodded, and both girls spun around. They walked side by side on the way to the Frostmoon Enclave, and chatted about everything and nothing - the moon, the state of Nod-Krai, favourite foods. The inside of Lauma’s room was already warm from the furnace that had been left running. The warmth immediately began to permeate through Lumine’s body, making her feel happy and tired. “Sorry it’s not very big,” Lauma said. “We don’t have much to go around here.” The room was indeed small. It had a simple cooking area, a sitting area, a furnace and a bed. Lauma let go of any sense of decorum. She flopped her back onto the bed, and stretched, a soft yawn escaping her lips. Lumine stared at the swell of the woman’s bust as she breathed in. Thoughts ran through the traveller’s head, and she instinctively swallowed. “Come join me, let’s warm up.” Lauma rolled, slipping herself under the blanket and leaving a fold for Lumine to climb into. The blonde blushed. She was torn between an immense desire to climb into the pillowy softness and the knowledge that she could lose control of herself if she did. Lauma yawned again. “Come on.”
The second invite had Lumine walking across the room. The bed was warm, and smelled wonderful. The two women were face to face in the dim light under the covers. Lauma was the one that acted first. She reached her arms out. The top one wrapped around the blonde’s back, pulling her in close. The bottom one swirled upwards, her fingers parted Lumine’s soft hair. She pulled the girl’s head in and down. Lumine weakly attempted to resist as her face was pulled into the depths of Lauma’s cleavage. The women smelled amazing, a subtle mix of sweat and nature and what could only be described as moonlight. “It’s okay, consider this a reward for all the help you’ve given us since you’ve arrived here,” the woman argued, her soft, sweet voice shattering any resolve Lumine had to resist. She slowly began to pet the blonde’s hair, tender fingers stroking and pulling her deeper. Lumine’s face was flush crimson. She attempted to take a deep breath, but all she could inhale was Lauma’s intoxicating scent. It filled her lungs and went to her brain, leading to a sort of ecstatic delirium. She turned her head slightly, so that her mouth was planted firmly on Lauma’s right breast, and began to kiss the flawless, supple skin.
Lauma quivered at the feeling of the soft lips caressing her breast. It wasn’t what she was expecting, but something in her told her to push onwards. The blonde girl’s saliva was slowly trickling down into Lauma’s cleavage, creating a small shimmering pool that broke apart as the larger woman shifted. The hand on the blonde’s back slid upwards. Two long, slender fingers curled around the cut of Lauma’s top. She pulled down, exposing the previously covered skin to the air. Her nails scraped against her nipple, sending a shiver through the woman’s body. Her other hand wrapped itself into the blonde’s hair and gently, slowly, slid her face over. Lumine was momentarily stunned when the hardening peak slid across her cheek and onto her lips. When the moment passed her efforts redoubled, sending further waves of excitement through Lauma’s body.
Lauma held the situation for a moment, eyes closed, until she released a soft moan. She pulled the traveller in tighter, teeth scraping against her bare tit. She was unsure if it was instinct or desire that led her to begin weaving lunar magic around the blonde. What mattered was that Lauma wanted Lumine to be more comfortable. To keep her soft and warm and protected.
Lumine didn’t notice the change at first. The mindless working at the nipple firming in her mouth, and the soft ecstasy of her face pressed into the breast, her body pulled against beauty, was enough to make her lose any sense of surroundings. She felt like she was in bliss, slowly sinking deeper and deeper into the Scion’s warm embrace. It wasn’t until she opened her eyes and stopped to catch her breath that she noticed the world was awry. Lauma’s hand felt bigger against her back and her head. Her fingers now wrapped through all her hair, rather than just the back. The nipple was big in her mouth, so much so she couldn’t actually get her lips around the whole thing. Her vision flicked upwards, and was greeted by eyes slitted into an aroused and compassionate stare. The beautiful face was slowly, almost imperceptibly, getting further around and eclipsed by the ridge of the woman’s bust. Lauma was bigger.
Lumine attempted to scramble backwards, caught in a sudden panic. The woman’s large, powerful arms held her firmly in place. “Shhhh. Just let yourself go. Enjoy sinking into my warmth. You’ll be nice and safe.” The woman’s voice was smooth and gentle. The tone made Lumine want to submit. She stopped struggling for a moment as Lauma pulled her face into the expanding chasm of her cleavage. The intoxicating smell was even stronger than before. The steady, slightly accelerated rhythm of the woman’s beating heart was like a lullaby tempting the blonde to drift into silent acceptance. Her head was definitively buried in the chasm, both breasts rising up to block her peripheral vision to either side. With every passing second she only sunk deeper and deeper.
Lauma pulled her up gently, Lumine’s shrunken body arched over the swelling of Lauma’s breasts. They were face to face, Lumine’s feet barely reaching the larger woman’s thighs. Her torso was balanced precariously atop the soft hills, threatening to fall into the gap between as she got smaller. They kissed. It was gentle. Lumine focused on the woman’s lower lip. Then she slipped, body tumbling downwards to be swallowed by Lauma’s cleavage. The woman’s powerful hands wrapped around her and slowly lifted. The Scion propped her against her exposed breast, face planted back against the firm nipple. Lumine attempted, and failed, to brace herself against the deep flesh of Lauma’s breast. Her mouth was now only large enough to fit around the tip of the tip. She worked greedily until it was too large for her. Shortly after, her feet left the ground, not only held firm by the hand that encompassed her entire torso and then some.
The sensation sprung forth another moment of panic. She hadn’t fully realized how small she had gotten. Lauma’s breast filled her vision, arcing upwards and completely eclipsing her view of the woman’s face. A single finger pressed her head downwards into Lauma’s soft, deep skin. She had become the size of a doll and was still getting smaller. She tried to push back, but the breast before her offered nothing to her hands except depth. Lumine’s feet slipped past the joint of Lauma’s wrist. The hand, now larger than her body, closed down and in, pulling Lumine’s everything deep into the tit. She was bent over it, torso spread across the expanding nipple. “Lauma. I think I’m small enough now.” The depths of the woman’s voice silenced her complaint, and down she shrunk. The base of Lauma’s finger released, the blonde now completely covered by her palm. Then she couldn’t overtake the entire nipple. And then she felt like she was gone. The expanse of Lauma’s being stretching incomprehensibly far in all directions. The hand pulled away slowly. Lumine clung desperately to the tip of the woman’s tit, needing to wrap her arms around it entirely to avoid falling. Her legs kicked the air desperate for purchase.
Lumine was suddenly snapped into place by a gigantic wall of fabric. Her body compressed itself into the hard tip of Lauma’s nipple, locked firmly in place. She realized that she had stopped shrinking. A voice rippled through the breast, deep and powerful while still carrying the hypnotizing gentle tone. “I’ll turn you back in a week, so enjoy your reward until then.”