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Aine stood on her balcony looking out over the Fair Shores, but the warmth of eternal spring could not make up for the chill she felt in her fingers and toes. It had been days since she had visited the human world, but her mana had yet to completely recover from her encounters with Jadine and Clara. Something which was very unusual.

Even at half strength she was still far stronger at magic than most of those around her. There was still enough power at her disposal that nothing was noticeably amiss, but she could feel something was wrong.  The sense of being worshiped no longer completely infused her essence. It was as if she were sharing her throne and someone else was also the Queen of Boobs now. She was pretty sure she knew whom to blame for that.

At least Jadine’s zealous devotion to her was an unwavering source of power that surged like an overflowing river. The worship went above and beyond the requirements she had placed on the woman in exchange for growing far beyond mortal sizes. The massively busty woman constantly thought about the faerie queen. 

She was Jadine’s first thought in the shower as the water streamed over her expansive bosom and her fingers began to toy with her body. In class and at work, whenever she let her mind wander Jadine found herself lost in experiencing that moment they had shared. Even while in bed with Clara, Jadine was thinking about having sex with Aine as well.

Her desire had swelled along with her bust line and Aine was actually a little fearful of being around the human again lest they end up alone once more and Jadine convinced her to give up even more. Aine was unsure if she would be able to say no. As much as the busty woman day dreamt about those ten minutes of heaven, Aine relived them even more often. Which is why she had formulated a plan and called for Carissa. It was time for the Queen of Boobs to take the situation in hand.

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