Queen of Cock: Rosalina VS Tifa (Match 7) (Patreon)

The Princess met the Brawler, the blonde in her blue dress opposite the brunette’s iconic tank top and mini-skirt.

“Here’s an idea,” Rosalina said. “Who gives the best tit-fuck?”

Tifa laughed. “I’ve heard worse excuses to get me topless. And I’ve heard a lot.”

“I can imagine! Comes with your reputation.” She raised an eyebrow. “So? Does it pass muster?”

“Mmh… Sure. As long as the fairy agrees.”

Mara hovered nearby her two contestants, the tiny woman reclining in the air as if lounging on a sofa. “You’re adults, you can do whatever you like. As long as you get your cocks real big so I can measure you up at the end!”

“Sounds like we’re on,” Rosalina said.

“Sure. But you’re gonna have to earn it.” Tifa squared herself up with a grin, her massive rack taking an abrupt back seat as her panties briefly bulged before erupting with a fat dick the size of her arm, too big for her skirt to hide. “You go first.”

“I can do that,” Rosalina said, sauntering closer with a smirk on her lips until her own considerable breasts pushed against Tifa’s, the Princess looking her straight in the eye as she slid her fingers around the brawler’s cock—or as much of it as she could—to give it a firm, luxurious stroke. Tifa’s flaccid beast rumbled under her touch, fattening immensely in its first indication of getting hard, her balls bloating with an audible stretch and the sound of frothing waters.

“Best get your boobs out before I get too big for you to handle,” Tifa said, making no effort to conceal her pride. Even as her length stretched past her knees—and her scrotum soon followed—her top had to groan and warp around her breasts, already larger than Tifa’s own head and clearly not content to stay so restrained. Fat, round nipples the size of bottle caps bulged out, the white cotton fabric growing wet and dark…

Rosalina replied with a smug smile of her own. “I’m well prepared. I’m here to win, after all.” Still stroking Tifa’s cock, she led the other woman to sit down on the bed in the cosmic bedroom that formed around them, relishing the sensation of Tifa’s massive tits against her own for just another moment before kneeling down. “Now, let’s see…” By now, Tifa’s cock was nearly the size of her own leg, almost three feet of hardening girlcock. Quite a lot to handle, even for Rosalina. That is, until she disrobed and grew twice as tall in a smooth transition as her dress slid off her shoulders.

“That’s a neat trick,” Tifa said, admiring the turquoise lingerie and the bombastic, feminine curves that they delineated that rose above her. It was as if Rosalina had performed a camera trick, shifting the perspective just so. “You’ll have to teach me some time.”

“Thank you.” Rosalina grinned like a cat, stretching her huge body over Tifa before settling back on her knees to get a handle on Tifa’s cock. “Only the best for you. And if I doubted that you like what you see, well…” She took the brunette’s throbbing rod between her hands, admiring its thick, veiny girth, before bending down to kiss and lavish the tip with her dexterous tongue. Even as an amazon, the enormous cock was by no means easy to handle, still the size of Rosalina’s own arm; but the Princess was no stranger to gigantic cocks and soon had it pouring precum down its spit-slick length.

“Mh…” Tifa crooned, lying back on her elbows and letting her head hang. “Not so much a tit-job so far, but I’ll let it slide.”

“Gotta get you ready. Might as well enjoy myself a little.” Rosalina grinned. “Sue me. And would you look at that, throbbing so hard that you keep getting bigger. It’s as if you want me to continue.”

“You know why we’re here. Can’t tell me you expected me to top out at a mere body-dwarfing dick.” Tifa sighed softly, floating in the pleasure of her unstoppably growing cock as it pumped precum all over Rosalina’s face and neck, making a mess of her cleavage with thick, scented lube.

“No, I did not. And you can’t blame me for where it takes us.” She winked and dove back down on Tifa’s cock, swallowing the delectable length with relish. Her difficulty in working such a big, growing member vanished in a flash when she moaned and surged all over, doubling in height once more to truly eclipse the woman on the bed.

Tifa whistled at the giantess. “I’ll allow it. It is, after all, so very rare to meet someone who can take me.”

Rosalina slid the entirety of Tifa’s feminine dick into her mouth, her lips brushing against Tifa’s crotch to leave the mark of her lipstick. Her expression was cocksure, the hint of a smirk on her face despite her lips being spread around Tifa’s shaft, as if to say, “try me”.

Tifa meant to. With a 20 foot amazon worshiping between her legs, it was all too easy to cut loose and grow, to let her magnificent girlcock swell towards its true, monstrous size. The first inches came as a trickle, but as she released the compression that made her presentable and able to fit into regular society—as well as something as mundane as fitting inside any given building—the growth of her cock accelerated. 6 feet became 12, 24, 48, her sex swelling with earth-shaking throbs and surges as it became a monument to futa virility.

It was enough to send even Rosalina reeling, her moment of superiority quickly thrown off balance by the rapid fattening of the member in her mouth. But she was not so easily defeated. The Princess let Tifa’s cock pop from her lips and hugged the enormous shaft, matching its pace to soar skywards as a true giantess. “Feisty, aren’t we,” she commented, stroking Tifa with her whole body.

“I’m excited about that tit-fuck,” Tifa laughed, grinning up past her 100-foot erection. “You’re not going back on that promise, right?”

“Psh! It’s not a race. But if you want it so badly…” Rosalina reached back and unhooked her bra.

It was enough time for Tifa to get ahead, her cock thundering up to 500 feet above the 200 foot titaness. It swayed, then bounced onto Rosalina, smearing her heavenly form with its musky pre. Tifa grinned. “Can’t slowplay it forever, Princess. Nice tits, by the way.”

“... Thanks.” Rosalina pushed against the cockslide, shaking her head. “Well, if you insist.” There was a rumble of thunder in the distance, then a quake, as Rosalina shot upwards like a flash of lightning, her enormous body growing by a factor of ten in a single instant. That gave her enough of a lead to take Tifa’s cock comfortably  in her hand, especially as her maddeningly rapid expansion continued and made Tifa shrink in her palm by comparison. “Like you said,” the mile tall titaness boomed, “can’t slowplay forever.”

Tifa’s eyes widened in shock—and her cock throbbed all the harder. “Oh. Well.” She started, a smile creeping back onto her face by degrees. “You might be able to handle me after all. Great!” She jerked her hips forwards, the surge of expansion between her legs plowing ahead with a sonic boom to match Rosalina.

But the Princess had already outgrown her again. “Tut tut. Up here, Lockhart,” she said, hefting her breasts ten miles above the ground. “You’ve got to be bigger to go on this ride.”

“Oh good, I was starting to worry that you were running out of steam!” Tifa replied, sending her cock forwards to slap against Rosalina’s cheek.

“Back to the blowjobs?” Rosalina mused, kissing the tip of Tifa’s cock. “I think not. Let’s do it.” At fifteen miles, they had roughly equalized, Rosalina’s towering figure leading with a slight edge—just what she needed to comfortably wrap her partner’s cock between her huge breasts and fuck it in a prodigious display of paizuri. Droplets of milk ran down Rosalina’s mountainous nipples, the super-sized drizzle smashing into the landscape below. And as she squeezed them, the flow increased, her sweet bounty pouring down the curve of her body and forming deep lakes and rivers where it fell. Tifa’s tits were in a similar situation; her top was wet with milk, soaking deeper as the growth of her breasts stretched the fabric apart. She touched herself, accelerating the process; her top tore in big gashes, releasing her sensitive tits for the benefit of her dexterous fingers, leaving her far bustier than Rosalina—at least in proportion!

“Finally,” Tifa sighed, letting herself go; she needed no thought to sustain her growth, no action other than enjoying herself and her bountiful body. With every throb, another fountain of ultra-potent futa jizz launched into the air, splattering across Rosalina’s body and the hapless landscape around their lovemaking.  Above, her cock and the giantess that serviced it dominated the view; below, her balls and a deepening sea of cum filled everything.

“Mh. Nobody told me that you’d be this tasty; I would’ve done this even without the competition.”

“You weren’t around last time I flooded the planet, I see. Lucky for you, the next eruption is not far—ah!—off…”

Rosalina’s eyes twinkled. “Planet, eh? I was thinking of something bigger…” As she thrust Tifa’s cock between her tits, she kept on growing… right out of the atmosphere. And as her stature rose into the hundreds of miles, her figure kept on improving to fit her celestial status: apparently, goddesses are bottom-heavy, because Rosalina’s ass kept on growing faster than the rest of her, hips and thighs widening and fattening up into the world’s most delectable curves—certainly the biggest! Her long, blonde locks spread out across her shoulders, a mane of golden hair that descended down her back while her ample rivers of milk grew more forceful, as if her breasts had decided to flood the planet before Tifa could make good on her threat.

That, however, was far too late. Tifa was mad with lust, humping her world-altering fuckrod against the giga-giantess with her own tits, too big to even reach her own nipples, wrapped against the base of her monstrous member. “F-fuck!” Tifa cried and threw her head back, “here it comes!”

Her cumshot echoed around the world. A world-drowning ocean of thick, molten nutbutter erupted from her godly girlcock, spraying into the sky with such force that most of her load escaped the Earth’s gravity and flew straight into space. But that was not a problem for a woman with bottomless balls, especially when they also took up more space than a small country!

Rosalina kept stroking, encouraging her rival’s planetary bukkake. “More! Give it your all!” Her milk kept pouring, while her shifting bottom reduced the landmass beneath her to a crater in the shape of her backside.

Tifa’s words drowned in the cacophony of her orgasm, but her reply was undeniable. A great torrent of cum, a throbbing and thrusting to end the world, leaving enough jizz in the wake of her climax to tilt the planet’s axis. Only then did she exhale and drop back down, the determination of her 400 mile erection finally softening.

She was spent. But the competition was far from over.

***

Rosalina let her rival rest for a spell, enjoying the powerful sensations of her enormous body as she lounged across the landscape. Though a few mountains remained above the sea of cum, like fingers of rock fumbling for an escape, they might as well have been pebbles next to the might of the 500 mile tall titaness, her heart-shaped ass fit to level continents. She ran a finger across Tifa’s prodigious, if somewhat lightened, ballsac, smirking at raven-haired woman as she came to. “I take it that you’re satisfied with my efforts.”

Tifa sat up slowly, seated upon a grand throne of her ultra-virile balls. “Yeah, I’ll give you that. It was a nice titfuck. Definitely among the better ones I’ve had.”

Rosalina rolled her eyes. “Among, she says. Like you’ve had so many giantesses fuck you with their tits.”

“A few. It’s definitely a plus.”

“Well, good. Because I want my ride on your boobs, now.”

Tifa squinted up at the Princess, the atmospheric haze distorting the view of her face. “Sure. I’ll take a moment to stretch while you shrink down.”

“Shrink?” Rosalina asked innocently. “That wasn’t part of the deal.” The world rumbled as she adjusted herself, great waves rolling from her thighs.

Tifa frowned. “You don’t seriously expect me to titfuck you at that size, do you?”

“I expect you to try to win this competition. But if you’re conceding…”

“Hell no!”

Rosalina’s smile filled the sky. “Good. Then you best get to it.” Her hand drifted down to her lacy underwear, which, for the first time, betrayed the bulge of her futa cock. “I’ll just get comfortable while you prepare…”

However elegant, it was a lie. The very moment that Rosalina pulled at the edge of her compression-panties, her massive cock sprang free, instantly filling her lap and more with her fat, royal cock. A moment later, her balls followed, the smooth, hairless sac reaching her knees—and with her full package came the powerful aroma of her sex, a pheromone-laden perfume that proclaimed her unmatched potency to anyone left on the planet. She lifted her leg-dwarfing length and fixed Tifa with her gaze. “Well…?”

“Well. Fuck.” Tifa sighed openly, before squaring herself up for battle. “I may be many things, but I’m not a quitter. Let’s do this.”

“Happily!” Rosalina’s 400 mile cock slammed down next to Tifa’s scrotal island, sending tsunamis across the drowned world. “That work for you? I can move it, if you like.”

“No,” Tifa snapped, too occupied with the task at hand to bother concealing her irritation, “I’ll take care of that.” She stood up and, moving her immense endowments with physics-defying grace, swung her balls against the side of Rosalina’s cock, before maneuvering close enough to heft it in her hands. This, of course, was far from easy; Tifa faced a literal wall of cockflesh, a barrier big enough to deform entire countries. But she was not so easy to stop. She sank her hands into the spongy skin, got a hold, and lifted.

Rosalina watched her strain with a jaunty smile. “You have no idea how tempting it is to grow just a little more right now…”

“Not now,” Tifa growled. Sweat broke out across her brow from the exertion as her limbs trembled. Rosalina’s cock remained in place, resisting her efforts. Until Tifa’s toned physique evolved and beefed up her already considerable muscle power. Her arms and legs bulged with strength, rapidly growing in size and definition until she was practically a muscle goddess, a perfect complement to her enormous curves. Rosalina’s shaft shifted and, finally, lifted above the brawny brawler’s head.

“Look at you go. Almost enough for a handjob. Too bad that’s not what we’re competing for…”

“One thing at a time.” Tifa closed her eyes, holding the giantess’ titanic length steady. While its continental weight had first made her struggle, now her limbs, rippling with power, held it with little effort—and she was still growing stronger. Rosalina’s alluring musk was more of a distraction, but also helped steer Tifa’s mind towards what came next.

A bwoomph of breasts burst forward, enough tit to bury their owner completely. Tifa thrust her chest forward again; her rack surged once more, racing up trice as big and more. And again, and again; Tifa grew her tits with determination, making them bloat past the size of houses, apartment complexes, whole cities—and yet she had to grow bustier still to make Rosalina notice. But Tifa was no quitter.

“Ooh. Is that finally it, the most infamous set of tits known to mankind?” Rosalina tilted her head, grinning at the breasts expanding around the bottom of her cock, cushioning and lifting up its enormous weight. “I’m impressed.”

“As you should be,” Tifa replied, shoving her chest forward to bwoomph bigger still. She had a whole lot of cock to fuck, after all. “Now, let’s get to it.”

“What, no foreplay? I thought someone with your experience would know how to treat a girl.”

“You’re plenty riled up, I can tell. That’s the experience for you.” Tifa pressed her thick arms into the sides of her massive boobs, squeezing them around Rosalina’s length. It shuddered in response, launching a glob of cum into orbit.

“Fine. You win. Guess I’ll skip straight to humping the hell out of your tits.” She sat up, leaning forward to steady herself, and put the full weight of her cosmic body onto her rival. “Ready?”

Tifa braced herself. “Give me all you got.”

She did not have to tell Rosalina twice. The Princess, pent-up from all of their play, thrust forward with an animalistic glee; her cock bloated bigger, finally released from her sense of restraint. 400 miles became 800, instantly giving Tifa trouble. But the groan from below could not stop her; Rosalina thrust again and again, her monstrous girlcock growing until the very planet buckled beneath its tremendous mass.

“Fucking hell,” Tifa grunted, thrusting back with all of her godlike might. She grew her breasts, but keeping up with the Princess proved impossible; already, she was veering off into space, challenging Tifa’s tits to eclipse the Earth itself. “Who’s the eager one now!?”

“Ah!” Rosalina moaned. “Don’t… don’t care!” She humped and came, the sun-drowning torrent of seed nothing more than a hint of precum in a futa so virile. Thousands of miles turned to tens of thousands, her thick, domineering musk spreading from her crotch to mark the whole of the solar system with her scent. “K-keep up! I want more!”

Tifa bloated her boobs more, gushing milk to mix with the Princess' own. Only by the surge of heat and passion could she hope to sport enough bust to pleasure the immense blonde; and even then she felt the strain. She’d never quite been that big, her rack careening off into space—now, it felt as if she was losing control, that Rosalina’s own desires dictated the pace of her transformation, forcing her to tits bigger as the perfect toy for her ravenous cock.

“Yes!” Rosalina cried, “just like that!” Tens of thousands of miles became hundreds of thousands. The Earth was forgotten, a memory crushed between Rosalina’s balls. Her own milk gushed on par with her cum, her nipples sending spiral patterns through the empty void.

“Gods, I’m… you’re pushing me too much!” Tifa cried, holding on with all her might. Her body shook, thrust ahead into an accelerating madness of lust by her ever-growing tits. She grit her teeth, tried to shut Rosalina out—with the result that the unyielding desire for more found another outlet and simply sprouted a new set of tits on Tifa’s chest, exploding through space to catch up in seconds. “F-fuck!”

“Yes! Yes, that’s just what I need!” Rosalina cried, thrusting her millions, her billions of miles of cock through Tifa’s double cleavages. Space-time warped around Rosalina, twisted by the force of her throbbing mega-cock. “Yes! Tifa, I’m going to—cum!”

And it all went white, cementing her victory.

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Final sizes:

Rosalina

1.9 E14 m  ≈ 1740 Solar Systems

Wildcard: Giantess, Hair Growth, Ass Growth, Lactation, Musk.

Tifa

6.7 E05 m ≈ 0.1 Earths

Wildcard: Breast Growth, Muscle Growth, Multiple Breasts.