Chapter 34: Who Was It?

Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Who Was It?

Xavier lay back on the bed while Melli nestled between his legs.

"Are you sure you want something like this?" she asked.

When he nodded, she began reshaping her body. Her tits swelled steadily, growing larger and heavier, blue areolas stretching wide. When the transformation finished, the colossal mounds dropped onto his thick cock, completely enveloping it in a deep, slimy cleavage. His entire length disappeared between them.

Melli pressed her arms against the sides of her massive breasts, squeezing him tighter, and began moving the heavy pair up and down. Her natural slime texture made lubrication unnecessary; the soft, slick flesh slid smoothly along his shaft. She quickened the pace, moving with long, rhythmic strokes of her mountainous tits.

Mmm... ahh...

"Do you like it?" she asked, never breaking the motion.

"Yes—yes, very much," Xavier groaned. None of the other girls’ tits could fully wrap around his size the way Melli’s could.

The moment he had learned she could freely alter her form, a giant-breasted titjob had been the first filthy fantasy that filled his mind. But his imagination had not stopped there.

After enjoying the soft, smothering pressure for a while, he told her the next thing he wanted. Melli agreed without hesitation. She sat on the edge of the bed; Xavier stood in front of her, her breasts still enormous. She lifted one heavy mound and pointed the thick nipple toward him.

Xavier lined up his cock and pressed hard against the soft tip. The gelatinous nipple stretched and yielded, slowly swallowing the head.

Anngh

He pushed deeper, sinking into the dense, fleshy interior of her tit. The sensation was different from both her mouth and her pussy—still slimy, still tight, but uniquely dense and warm. Through her translucent blue skin he could clearly see how far his thick cock reached inside the swollen mound.

He gripped the breast with both hands and began thrusting, sliding in and out of the stretched nipple. The pace increased until he was pounding the soft flesh in smooth strokes.

Aaah... unngh...

Finally he buried himself deep and came, thick hot pulses of cum flooding the inside of her breast. The white fluid slowly dissolved and vanished into her body.

Ahhh—!

"So? Did you like that?" Melli asked, a little breathless.

"That was amazing," Xavier answered.

They shifted back to more conventional sex. Melli returned her tits to their normal size, though her ass and thighs remained as thick and soft as ever. Xavier pushed her face-down onto the bed, spread her plump cheeks, and sank his cock into her dripping pussy in one smooth thrust.

Ohhh... nnnh...

They fucked hard for the rest of the evening. He came inside her again and again; each time she absorbed every drop, treating his cum like a rich meal.

Aahhh... yes—...

The pleasure of being filled, however, was clearly the greater reward for her. Whether he used her tight pussy, her wet mouth, or even her nipples, she reacted with pure, exhilarated delight.

Mmph... aaah...

When night finally fell they lay in each other’s embrace. Melli clung tightly to him, soft lips still occasionally sucking on his tongue while his hands rested on the smooth, squishy curves of her ass. Both of them were thoroughly spent.

Mmm...

After a long, quiet stretch Melli’s fingers brushed the chain at his throat.

"Hey... what is this pendant?"

"Just a gift from Elena," Xavier said.

"You two seem closer than ordinary childhood friends if she’s giving you gifts like this," Melli observed. She and Elena were friends, so she knew their history, yet Elena had never trusted her with the details of the treasure hunt.

Xavier saw no reason to keep secrets from Melli. He told her everything—the diary, the fifth-floor chamber, the necklace, and the riddle that pointed toward the other dorms.

Melli’s eyes widened. "You’ve been doing all of that behind my back? I want in."

"Of course you do. Why do you think I told you all this?" Xavier smiled. "I need your help, the next clue is somewhere in Dawncrest. Has anything strange or out of place ever caught your attention here?"

Melli thought for a moment. "There are plenty of odd things in this dorm, but you should see one place first."

She led him downstairs to the main gathering hall—a wide room filled with sofas, games, and open space. The entire eastern wall was covered in circular, rotating windows that caught and reflected every ray of light that touched them.

"This is one of the dorm’s main attractions," Melli said. "Especially at sunrise. When the light hits these windows the whole room turns golden. It’s beautiful."

Xavier studied the wall carefully. His gaze lingered on the Dawncrest flag hanging nearby: a sun rising over a mountain, rays spreading outward in every direction. Just as Emberfell’s flag had hidden a clue, he suspected Dawncrest’s symbol would prove equally important. Whatever the next step was, it almost certainly involved dawn, sunlight, or reflection.

"Thanks, Melli. I’ll keep you updated."

She walked him to the front entrance. Xavier returned to Emberfell, went straight to Elena’s room, and knocked once before stepping inside. The bedroom was empty, but soft sounds came from the bathroom. He decided she wouldn’t mind and opened the door.

Elena had just finished bathing. She stood completely naked, toweling her body dry. Water still beaded on her incredibly full, heavy tits, pink areolas, and stiff nipples. Her tight, shapely ass, smooth skin, and damp silver hair made her look like a beautiful goddess.

She startled when the door opened. "Oh my God, Xavier! At least make a sound. That’s creepy."

"Sorry, sorry. I was just admiring the view," he said, stepping in and pulling her naked body into a tight embrace. He kissed her deeply; Elena returned the kiss with equal heat, her soft tits pressing against him, her hands resting lightly on his chest.

Ahh... nnnh...

"How far have you gotten with the diary?" he asked when they finally parted.

"Not far enough. There’s still a lot left to uncover."

"I need you to look for anything related to dawn, sunlight, sunrays, reflection, mirrors, or windows. I just came from Dawncrest. I think those things are connected to the next clue."

Elena’s pleasure-hazed eyes sharpened with focus. They left the bathroom; she dressed quickly and sat down with the diary. Xavier knew better than to interrupt once she was concentrating. He returned to his own room and slept.

The next morning he woke to the familiar heavy bulge under the covers and the wet, rhythmic sensation of a throat squeezing his cock. Gentle hands stroked the base while a skilled tongue swirled around the head. His hand drifted down to pat the head beneath the blanket—and froze.

Something was different.

There were no familiar rubber maid gloves. The tits pressing against his thighs felt heavier and when his fingers brushed the hair under the covers, there were no fluffy ears.

This was not Fiona.

Just who was it?