Love, Lust And Magic #3 - The Morning After (Patreon)

I woke up feeling groggy and disoriented. The events of last night were hazy in my mind, but I remembered one thing clearly: Veronica had drunk a love potion, and we had ended up having sex. As I got out of bed and stumbled into the kitchen, I noticed that Veronica was already up and cooking breakfast. But there was something different about her. Something that I couldn't quite put my finger on.

"Hey, morning," I croaked, still feeling the effects of the previous night.

Veronica turned around to face me, and that's when I realized what was different about her. She had gained weight, particularly in her breasts. They were practically bursting out of her shirt, straining against the fabric.

"Good morning!" Veronica chirped, her voice higher and more bubbly than usual. "I'm making pancakes! Do you want some?"

I nodded dumbly, still staring at her chest. What was happening to her? Had the love potion done something to her body?

As we ate breakfast, I couldn't help but stare at Veronica's chest. It was like her breasts had grown overnight. And she was eating like there was no tomorrow, piling her plate high with pancakes and bacon and eggs. It was like she had developed an insatiable appetite.

"Wow, you're really going to town on those pancakes," I commented, trying to sound casual.

Veronica just smiled and shrugged. "I don't know what's gotten into me," she said. "I'm just really hungry all of a sudden."

I tried to ignore the fact that Veronica's breasts were practically spilling out of her shirt as we finished breakfast. It was hard, though, especially since she seemed to be growing more and more comfortable with her new body. She kept rubbing her hands over her curves, a dreamy look in her eyes.

"I feel amazing," she said, sighing contentedly. "It's like something inside me has been awakened."

I didn't know what to say to that, so I just nodded and went to take a shower. As I stood under the water, trying to clear my head, I couldn't help but think about what had happened between us the previous night. Had it really been because of the love potion? Or had there been something there all along?

When I got out of the shower, Veronica was standing outside the bathroom, wearing a tight tank top and leggings that hugged her new curves. She looked like a completely different person than the Veronica I had known for years.

"Hey, you look great," I said, trying to sound casual.

Veronica just smiled, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger. "Thanks! I feel great too."

As the day went on, I noticed that Veronica's appetite didn't seem to be slowing down. She ate everything in sight, from chips to ice cream to pizza. And her breasts continued to grow, straining against her clothes even more than before.

By the end of the day, I couldn't take it anymore. I had to know if what had happened between us had been real or just the effects of the love potion.

"Veronica, can we talk?" I asked, nervously.

"Of course, what's up?" she replied, still rubbing her hands over her curves.

"I just need to know...was what happened last night real? Or was it just because of the love potion?"

Veronica's face fell, and she looked down at the ground. "I don't know," she said quietly. "I just know that I feel different. And I feel really attracted to you."

My heart skipped a beat. Could it be true? Could Veronica really be attracted to me?

Veronica took a deep breath and looked up at me with a determined expression. "I need to show you something," she said, reaching for the hem of her tank top.

My heart raced as she pulled the shirt over her head, revealing a lacy pink bra that struggled to contain her massive breasts. I swallowed hard as I stared at her cleavage, unable to tear my eyes away.

Veronica noticed my reaction and smiled, stepping closer to me. "Do you like what you see?" she whispered, her voice low and seductive.

I nodded, unable to speak.

"Good," she said, reaching behind her back to unhook her bra. As she let it fall to the ground, her breasts bounced heavily, and I couldn't help but reach out to touch them.

Veronica moaned softly as I squeezed her breasts, her nipples hardening under my touch. "I knew you would like them," she said breathlessly.

"The love potion made me realize that I was suppressing my true desires," she explained. "I've always loved food and the feeling of being full, but I was too scared to embrace it. Now I feel free, and I'm not going to stop until I'm as big as a house!"

I couldn't help but laugh at her enthusiasm. It was like she had been unleashed, and there was no stopping her.

As we kissed, I couldn't help but think that the love potion had just been the catalyst for something that had been there all along. Maybe, just maybe, Veronica and I were meant to be together.