Indulgent Vignettes: Micha (Patreon)

Another little thing (that turned out maybe not so little!)

A piece of Micha from Symphogear growing a godlike number of cocks, requested by Ferrous.

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Micha inspected herself with a serious look on her face, walking around her body as she made notes. This was not something that most people could do, of course; but Micha was a doll, and as such, she had a spare.

She was a petite girl with fiery red hair, wearing a skimpy top that left her midriff bare and an equally tight set of shorts that showed off her feminine hips. The fact that she was not entirely human was easily visible in the doll-like nature of her joints and in her hands, which were not tipped by the delicate fingers that she ought to have, but by a set of enormous claws that would have suited a woman twice her size.

Micha completed the circuit around her twin, who stood by passively, lifeless for the moment. Micha shook her head. “No, no, no. This won’t do at all.” She raised a hand over her twin’s hips; emitting a red glow as she activated her special alchemy.

Bwoomph.

In that instant, her twin’s crotch bulged, her shorts instantly tearing apart as a massive, floppy cock materialized and burst free, too big to contain. It was accompanied by a pair of enormously fat balls, which swung out and nestled against her thighs with a heavy smack, as her arm-dwarfing girlcock came to a stop below her knees.

Micha gave it a thorough examination, hefting and weighing the meaty rod in her hand. Her unflappability was especially remarkable given that her own body reflected the change with a few seconds of delay, wrecking her own shorts in the blink of an eye with an equally enormous cunt-wrecker.

“Hmm,” she said. “Not big enough for Master. Not nearly!”

She gave it a squeeze and the red glow returned, shining from her palms. The twin’s cock all but exploded out between her fingers, growing so fast that the fattening shaft bulged out between her claws before it grew too big to hold up, and she let it go, leaving it to thwack meatily to the ground as it reached its full, body-smothering size of 6 feet long, a monstrous spire of virility that was sure to overwhelm any lover foolhardy enough to take it on. And she wasn’t even hard yet.

Micha tapped her lip. This time the delayed reaction between her legs did provoke a tremble and a touch of a flush on her cheeks, unable to abstract entirely from the sensations of her now enormous feminine penis; as her balls grew in, she took a nimble step to let them swing out behind her, where they had more free space to fill.

“Better,” she told herself. “But not good enough.”

She cast her gaze on her twin’s chest, cute and petite. A moment later, it was still cute, but nowhere near petite, her tits expanding at a rapid pace, rising like dough. Another few seconds passed, and her top was stretched to bursting, her thick, suckable nipples tenting the fabric. Then it tore apart, finally, releasing her beach ball-dwarfing titties to settle into an impossibly perfect shape on her chest.

Micha lowered her gaze, giving her hips the same treatment. Her shorts were already half-broken; when her thighs and ass started to grow, they were not long for this world. But no matter how thicc and juicy, the doll’s backside could never outshine her cock. And Micha was about to cement that fact for the rest of time.

She spread her legs—her lifeless twin mirroring the motion—and instantly grew a second gigantic cock. It came out so fast that it got its own sound effect, wooshing into place. It bumped to her twin’s own second cock, delivering a shockwave that sent the curves of both girls jiggling; only exacerbated by the impact of her second pair of balls arriving in her sac with an earth-shaking thud.

“Ah! Yes, that’s better,” she said, biting her lip. “Yes. Master will be pleased with Micha.” She ran her claws gingerly along her monolithic spires, her eyes glued to the doll in front of her as her cocks swelled by inches and feet, her feminine manhoods becoming twice and thrice their Micha-dwarfing size in short order. Her balls gurgled loudly as they grew, both sets rising behind her like a wall of pure virility to match her 20-foot dicks.

Master would be pleased, yes. But… couldn’t she make them happier?

Micha’s hand hovered over her crotch. The temptation was more than she could bear. The red glow returned… and bwoomph she went, growing two more cocks. “Ooh…” she cooed, letting the weight of her balls pull her backwards, her curvy ass seated on her rising throne of testicles. Her cocks grew too, every throb bringing them bigger and harder, her veins bulging with unabashed excitement.

“Yes,” she moaned, “this is exactly what master wants. Micha is such a good girl!” More girlcocks bloomed between her legs already, charging ahead if she meant to or not. A fifth, a sixth, a seventh, and an eighth; every new shaft made another set drop into her ballsac, every moment amping up the size and absurdity. 

That’s when her twin woke up, the identical doll blushing as she locked eyes with herself. “Micha,” she said to herself, already frotting their twenty cocks together.

“Yes,” Micha answered gravely, her expression flicking back into the appraising look that she had worn earlier, addressing her twin as a master might her apprentice. “More for master. Much, much more!”

The twin nodded, rolling her hips and her masses of cock to Micha, who replied with a cocky doubling of her own. Their tips grew wet with precum and, rubbing their increasingly mountainous armies of sensitive parts together, the expansion of the dolls’ grew exponential.

“Yes,” Micha repeated, moaning in sync with her twin. “Like that!” Fresh cocks sprouted like weeds between her legs, multiplying into the hundreds—and, as she picked up the pace, thousands. They grew longer and longer, a viper’s nest of girlpenises, all pouring out from her crotch at once, meaty, bulging shafts that pushed in all directions, as if to submerge the entirety of her surroundings in cock. The only part that could not be so subsumed was the land claimed by her balls, her many churning sets of fat, virile ladynuts that stacked upon each other endlessly, rising and falling with each multiplication.

“More!” her twin moaned, throwing her arms around Micha to kiss her, their gigantic boobs pressed close. They were adrift in a sea of their own making, a shifting cockscape that grew in endless fractals as their lengths reached the miles and more, as if every moment in time was bound to eclipse the one before it.

“More,” Micha agreed, matching her twin’s passion. “All for Master!” She was growing thousands of cocks by the second, now, pushing into the millions in a breathless blur. How did one mind take in so much? How did one doll do so much? Her powers, her alchemy, it had surely all gone too far. But if there had ever been a time to stop it, to stop Micha’s inadvertent ascension to cock-goddess, it had come and gone.

She spread her legs and the continent shifted beneath her. The landmass disappeared under her ever-fattening cocks, millions more joining the chaos. Her balls weren’t just a throne; they were a country of their own, a huge, fragrant sac multiplying so fast that it was in constant movement, mountains rising and falling as they kept pace with her packages. Even Micha’s curves were growing, tits and asses incessantly becoming more perfect as she made out with her twin.

“Master,” she moaned, locking eyes with her twin. Her cocks met the ocean; the shock of cold prompted another surge of growth and now the planet was halfway covered. Her balls were only too happy to claim the other part.

And yet it wasn’t enough.

“Master,” she repeated, breathless, “look at Micha now! Look at how big I am! Just for you!”

A rumble rolled through her conquered planet. Micha grew a few extra billion cocks all at once, shuddering as they doubled in size with every beat of her heart. She bit her lip, feeling her legion of balls draw up tight. Her orgasm was approaching—and nothing would ever be the same.

“Yes… See how many cocks I grew for you,” she moaned, grinding like mad. Her cocks shuddered, her first droplets of precum threatening to snuff out the sun. And still she became more, her loins growing more crowded in an impossible race to satisfy herself, and her cherished master.

She moaned, thrusting with unquenchable need. There was nothing else than her, her ever-multiplying cocks, and her love for her master. Which left an awful lot of empty space to fill in Micha’s private cosmology.

“Master!” she called, finally succumbing; her cocks erupted across the cosmos, setting off her eternal orgasm—and more than just her molten seed, Micha came more cocks, pouring hot, throbbing flesh into being.

Micha had risen, and she would never stop. Not until she was sure that would satisfy her Master. And maybe… maybe not even then.

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