The Force Enlarges: Ep 2 (Patreon)

Reward for Xilimyth

Art by: Janus

"Damn it! Why can't mine ever grow that large?"

Xilimyth sputtered on the swig of Romulan ale she had been taking. After years of apprenticing under the most random dark lord in Sith history, the cheetah still had trouble not being caught off guard.

"Excuse you, master?"

A leopard woman stood staring out into space from her Star Destroyer's observation window. One hand swept out from under her black cloak over this impressive span of stars.

"Look out there, my dutiful apprentice. Tell me what you see."

Xilimyth set down her drink groaning. Having to actually get up and walk ten feet after she just got comfortable was annoying. Especially when she gazed out at the source of her master's ire. "I see the same dozen triangle ships derping around the orbit of a moon, just like ours has been doing for a week now."

"No! Wrong!" Caldy stamped her foot, tail fluffing in a cute surge of rage. "Every last one of those dicks and boobs out there has a ship way bigger than mine. Even after we drained all that force energy from you to power a fleet, the emperor won't give me more than a pat on the head. Look at that behemoth Star Destroyer Lord Compensatious is flaunting over there. His ship got enlarged to nearly twice my size."

Xilimyth blinked. "Is that really his sith name."

"...it should be!" Caldy glared over at her apprentice despite having a deep blush. A small ripple of menacing energy washed over the room to quickly silence Xilimyth. It was never wise to go against your master while they were having a childish tantrum.

It had only been a few weeks since Xilimyth's last mission, and things were progressing scary fast from her success. A small moon had resonated force waves across the galaxy strong enough that even the untrained sensitives could feel it. What was first thought to have been an entities call turned out to be the overflow of energy stored inside the moon itself.

While Xilimyth had had no means to transport a planet-sized battery to her master, accident and luck allowed her to take that energy straight into her body. This had the unforeseen side effect of growing from a sith cheetah into a freakishly huge sith cheetah. One that rivaled the size of the very star destroyer she was standing in.

It really made Xilimyth sad their emperor insisted she had been drained of the energy. If old Palpatine from ancient lore taught them anything is that a giant superweapon is easier to destroy than dozens of smaller ones. Not even Xilimyth's soft breast moons could have swayed him from sharing the energy with his many sith generals. Gaining massively powered up force abilities brought them a military edge against the current uprisings.

"Shame we did have to drain me, I mean. You could have just armored me up to be the best ship in the fleet."

"Hah!" Caldy waved her hand dismissively. Some sarcastic comment would have followed suit, but inspiration jumped into the forefront of her thoughts. That slender manicured hand came back around to tap at her chin. "Actually..."

Xilimyth's tail dropped so hard it caused a slight ringing on the metal floor. "Master, I was kidding!"

"Belay that sarcasm! I have an idea! To the secret lab!"

It was not a lab nor a secret location. Caldy just called that little section of the sixth deck mess hall such because it was walled off in spray-painted plywood. She still used it to house some scary Sith stuff which kept her crew out of its curtain doorway.

Xilimyth hardly wanted to go in herself. Which was why an invisible hand conjured by Caldy's force power practically dragged her along.

"Behold!" Caldy threw her arms up in a great flare, despite no one looking. Xilimyth had been force pulled too hard through the curtain to do anything but skid face first across the floor. "My brilliance knows no bounds, apprentice! For with this, I shall remind them of just who the greatest Sith is."

Xilimyth stood up nursing her delicate pink nose while gazing around the small room. She was rather disappointed to the nature of Caldy's plan despite already low expectations. "You're going to awe them with a crystal pyramid collection."

"In ways they can't possibly imagine." Caldy gave off that cackle that was supposed to be sinister and evil. No one on the ship had the heart to tell her how much like an eight-year-old it made her look. Especially when she plucked one pyramid device from the cluster of ten to stroke like a pet. "These are holocrons, my adorable apprentice. One's made by the most powerful of Sith spanning across the galaxy for centuries. To get this many of them have taken me a great deal of effort, time, and resources."

"Yours, or the emperors?"

"I…" Caldy hacked on her sentence, shooting the innocently smiling cheetah a scowl that would have combusted any other smart-butt. "Well played, my dear, but the means hardly matter. The power you brought back from that moon will look like a trifle compared to the powers stored in just a few of these suckers."

"Do I dare ask what you plan to do with that power?"

Caldy's eyes half closed in drastic focus. Her hair puffed up from the energy gathering to her will. One by one the holocrons lifted off the table to float around their sith lord in a gentle orbit. When Caldy raised both her palms towards the ceiling each container made a synchronized series of clicks, their gear works turning to opening up their pointed tops. From within these glass walls came the red light of the dark side illuminating like ten mini-suns.

"Why, my dear apprentice, I'm going to shove all this energy down your saucy fat mouth."

"...Yeah. I was afraid you'd say that."

Caldy brought her palms to bare at Xilimyth, and her holocrons followed. Each one fired off a beam of red energy that slammed into Xilimyth's chest. The backlash caused Caldy's entire ship to quake from its stasis. Many stormtroopers sitting down for lunch stopped to peer at the play wood chamber developing cracks all along its walls.

Xilimyth had just enough time to brace her feet before the energy impact. It was futile to run and would only expose ones sensitive tushie to the force energy of a thousand sith lords. Grunting her discomfort, Xilimyth's lithe body still clenched every muscle as the dark energy forced its way inside her. It burned a rather revealing hole in her robes around her modest breasts, but she and Caldy both knew that would be a trivial problem shortly.

The rays only sustained themselves for a few seconds. Just as suddenly the room returned to its normal dank levels of light. With their energy gone the holocrons fell in a rain of broken pieces behind Caldy. Not that she cared about garbage anymore. Her leopard tail wagged rapidly watching her apprentice. Xilimyth staggered two clumsy steps and dropped to her knees clasping the smoky fur of her chest where the beams struck.

"Hah..gah...nnngghh!!" Xilimyth tried to keep her mind steady with failing efforts. Despite knowing what was going to happen this energy overwhelmed any attempt at resistance. It was nothing like the previous incident. Muscles burned trying to accommodate the power filling them out. She felt like her robes might catch on fire from her bodies heat. "Did...did we rrrreally have to do this in...inside the ship, master?"

"Oh, please! Like we're really going to need this tiny rustbucket when you're done." Caldy clicked her fingers together already taking note of Xilimyth's height increasingly looming over her own. And that was just kneeling before her like a good apprentice. "Although that begs the question if I should put my new bridge on your head or between your boobs."

"But...but…N-nyah!" Xilimyth gasped when her chest suddenly gave a tremendous pushback on the arms hugging it. This was, of course, a result of her breasts inflating rapidly in size. Their cloth bindings strained, then tore one by one under mounting pressure. Soft white cheetah fur bulged through every opening, further destroying her modesty. Pecs behind them were not ready to be outdone, giving the jiggling breasts more lift in their desire to overflow the hole in her robes.

"Hmm, Nah! I think the crew would be more interested in hanging around your booty." Caldy giggled watching her apprentice's robe lose it's slack. Judging by the stretching Xilimyth was gaining a good amount of fat in her backside too. "I'm wondering what we can do to Janus with this kind of technique too. I have some Jedi cubes locked away..."

"Graaawwwww!!"

Xilimyth gave up her efforts to focus the rising plateaus of power within her. The hem of her robes rose like a curtain to present her boots, followed quickly by her calves. It proved the first glimpse of her transformation underneath the straining cloth with how thick and ridged her legs had already become. Muscles bubbled and swelled to the cheetah's rapid breaths, creating thick bulges in her soft spotted fur.

An immense feeling of relief followed two loud pops. Xilimyth rolled her head back to give a relaxed sigh. Those stylized boots she spent a months pay on were now rendered useless thanks to her toes exploding out their fronts. The increasing width of her feet finished off the rest, making her absently question the true value of the material.

"Gooooood!" Caldy hissed between grinning fangs. She had already been inching towards the very back of her private room that her apprentice was rapidly filling up. Her eyes sparkled brighter than stars seeing Xilimyth hunch over to avoid banging her head on the ceiling.

This simple act caused the entire back of Xilimyth's robe to split open. Hands flew to her butt unable to do anything about it spilling out in a loud sloshing of furry fat. The rest of her back surged through its new opening, further parting the garment in a reveal of many tough bulges helping her spine support such a powerful figure.

The ceilings pressure on her head forced Xilimyth to all fours, although she knew that reprieve would be short-lived. Her thighs bulged even wider helping shred the front of her robes to expose her crotch. A feminine mound that loomed easily over Caldy in an unintentionally lewd display. Deciding to just go for broke, Xilimyth reached for the mini-death stars straining the front of her robe and pulled the remains of her cover off with a loud roar.

Xilimyth blushed at the power projected in her voice as her tits bounced free of their confines. Their mass dwarfed the steel pecs giving them such perky lift, and even hung a bit to partially cover the wall of abs solidifying down her stomach. Now that Xilimyth was free in the cold circulating air of Caldy's ship all her mind could focus on was the puffing muscles on her arms, her legs, her jiggling tits. Gods! Everything just felt so good to grow, becoming strong with the dark side. It was a pure mystery why she had been opposed to this from the start.

The entire mess hall grew silent in the resonating vibrations of Xilimyth's roar. Hell, half the ship shook from her mighty call. All eyes turned to watch the wood walls of their sith masters chamber shake with increasing intensity. Their confusion was rather understandable when its curtain door parted to let some large fluffy snake monster slink out. It's white-tufted head lashed about while more of it's yellow and black spotted body began to overturn tables becoming thicker than a Hutt's body.

A rather larger mash of plusher white fur suddenly tried to squeeze through the door after it. Many soldiers could, sadly, come to the conclusion it was actually a tail attached to an even larger rear end.

The rest of Xilimyth followed out soon after. The walls of Caldy's room crackled under the strain of their swelling occupant, signaling many of the stormtroopers to show a rare execution of common intelligence. While most ran screaming out the various exits the plywood walls buckled in explosions of rubble behind them. The cheetahs spaciously soft ass wiggled gently against the light fixtures before Xilimyth sat up on her knees.

"YIP!" Xilimyth greatly underestimated her size when her head went smashing through the ceiling. Eyes blinked in a daze while scrap metal slid out of her dreadlocks. Shoulders bulged through the hole created to help widening it out for the rest of her incoming body. All she could do was give a sheepish grin at the stunned officers whose game of poker she literally crashed.

The mess hall was becoming little more than a tight box to the rest of Xilimyths curvy buffness. She had gotten so big it was barely noticeable how Caldy climbed up rather casually along the ridges of her rich leg muscles. The sith master found a rather comfy spot along the shelf of her apprentice's plump rear next to the tail. A perfect seat to enjoy the rest of the ride. There had even been a good grace of the force to have a popcorn machine get caught up in the cheetah's fur.

Over the symphony of breaking metal Xilimyth heard a different cracking of speaker static.

"Attention all hands; we have a confirmed scenario six. Everyone is advised to abandoned ship immediately...or grab onto lord Xilimyth as she grows past you."

Yellow alarms promptly blared right next to Xilimyths ears. Such a sudden start caused her butt to jump through two walls and down a deck. Its extra plush cheeks at least did more damage to the TIE fighters she landed on than herself.

Xilimyth was just relieved at the crew's evacuation being so prompt. But it did make her wonder why there was a contingency exactly for when her boobs grew so big, they were flooding both barracks and training decks. How long had master Caldy actually been planning this?

A question for later. This ship was getting too cramped even for a sith of Xilimyth's patience. She was pretty sure that wet sensation in her right hand meant it had found the laundry room.

Xilimyth closed her eyes trying to ignore the pleasure that surged through her with each growth spurt. Focus shifted on the power of the dark side raging inside her. A storm of energy that could be its own star centered around her soul.

There was no point in trying to balance out the fire now. Xilimyth turned her will in reverse, letting the power take her completely. Lightning rode along with her nerves welcoming this freedom. By the sheer might of the Force, new cells conjured inside Xilimyth at an even faster pace. Fat ballooned out her hips and breasts taking out many bulkheads. Iron and calcium bulged the muscles of her legs and arms to make such iron structures paper against her strength.

"Rrrrwar!! Yes! YESSS! Make me bigger!!"

Caldy giggled listening to her apprentice yell out drunk on their new power. The cheetah fur around her brightened in a glow of crimson. Force power projected off Xilimyths very aura to help bend and warp the ship to make room for her titanic assets.

Even that did not help enough for Xilimyth's ravenous pleasures. She needed to be free. The wide open infinity of space called to her from beyond these pathetic metal walls. A place where her power could grow her big as a planet buster. Hell, she felt ready to grow into her own sun.

With that thought to excite her, Xilimyth stretched out her arms and legs. Biceps bulged into stunning lumps that rivaled her boobs. Toes spread in a wide spade racking deep gashes with their claws. Reinforced plating meant to take torpedo bombs proved nothing to her casual, carefree movements.

Turns out Caldy's ship was already reaching its limits. Xilimyth shot an arm out for a second time to suddenly feel a sharp cold blasting her hand. A little rummaging around told her fingers there were no more stuffy ship decks beyond this wall.

By this point, the entire fleet had been put on high alert. Star Destroyers were high tailing it in every direction to get a safe distance from potential cheetah demolition. Still, all eyes were now on the drifting ship thrashing about in space. Those that were not fortunate enough to find refuge on the ridges of Xilimyth's muscles also had a spectacular view from their escape pods.

The front of the triangle ship puffed outwards. Sounds of strained metal reached even the crew's ears from their pods. A large bubble formed in the hull, swelling with increasing momentum as the interior lights flickered and died. All of the sudden the noise stopped. For the briefest of moments, it seemed like the force had halted, and the ship might have contained it.

But of course, that was just the struts reaching their limits. A large crack formed down the center of the bulge before the entire front of the star destroyer exploded under the pressure of breasts round and white as small moons. Showers of debris rocketed through space causing minor damage to the rest of the sith ships miles away.

Xilimyth's head crashed out of the ship shortly after, somehow gasping in fresh air through the depths of space. A minor feat for the level of force power she had obtained. Her arms bulging with mountains and canyon depths of muscles followed shortly after, along with abs bricking up her chiseled waist.

The ship's thrusters sputtered before dying completely. A second later Xilimyth's butt surged out against them, sending each thruster spiraling off into the abyss in separate directions. Xilimyth gave her booty a hard shake to release her tail with a smaller explosion of metal and wires. Adding in a gentle push on the nose of the ship was more than enough to finish breaking out. The once formidable Star Destroyer bridge and lower decks parted from Xilimyth's lower back and thighs respectively in separate pieces.

"Nya ha ha ha!" Xilimyith twitched her mind in subtle ways that allowed her body to move about in the gravity-free environment. Such minor flexes of the force fueled the bloating ego such a rush of power normally influences a sith. She flexed her arms letting biceps bulge, crunching abs that could crush asteroids between them. And of course, she finished with a twist to show off a hard flex in her legs. The jiggling of her glutes tensing showed all those sith lords watching who had the true power in this galaxy.

In fact, why not a demonstration? Xilimyth licked her lips floating over to the asteroid the fleet had been stationed around. In one monstrous clap, both arms hugged halfway around it as her breasts pushed in to make very deep cracks in the metallic rock. Veins appeared along Xilimyth's arms, fangs baring in fierce snarls of flexing. Poor rock only lasted a few seconds, visibly getting smaller as the cheetah continued to grow alongside it. More cracks formed along the areas her hands were clasping, rapidly spreading in spider webs along the rickety surface. Before long Xilimyth was the larger of the two objects, but by then she only had to give one more hard flex before the asteroid shattered into many fragments. She continued to crush these smaller and smaller, between her breasts, slamming into her thighs, or just clenching her hands into fists full of rumble. Her laughter echoed through the whole system while her aura illuminated nearby planets.

"Fear me, puny planets! For I am your hugging embrace of DOOM!"

About the only person not stricken with fear and arousal was Caldy. Somewhere on that jiggling naked rear the sith master kicked back on soft forests of fur nomming warm popcorn. The panicked mutterings of stormtroopers around her were little more than background noise to this symphony of power. "God, I love being so awesome."

***

"Are we done yet?"

"No."

"Are we done yet?"

"No…"

"Are we done yet?"

"NO!"

Caldy had to reach for every fiber of her force training to keep from exploding the datapad in her hands, along with the three deck hands nearby casting nervous glances. It was a bit freaky to watch their commander have an apparent conversation with herself. Even when it was common knowledge she was using the force to project her voice to her apprentice down below.

The new bridge that had been built for her fantastically big 'ship' was proving up to code. In fact, Caldy had been surprisingly blessed with a handy team of engineers. Now that Xilimyth had grown to be bigger than even the largest Star Destroyer orbiting her, it was time to arm things up. They had converted most of the command decks into a fashionable helmet resting comfortably on Xilimyth's head.

Much of the outfitting had been just as productive to cover her new apprentice for space combat. The TIE fighter bay had been relocated to her back since her stomach was likely to get crushed if she flexed too inward. As promised, the cheetah's butt had become home of the crew's living quarters, for better or worse was subjective. Boots and gauntlets had been fashioned with weapons and thrusters, but it was her enormous breasts that housed the big canons, Caldy's pun being intentional. No surprise most gunners wanted to be stationed around that area.

The primary parts were in place. Now it was just a matter of plating up Xilimyth's other areas to help in a ballistic fight. Caldy's apprentice weapon was no good if she got shredded before getting in range to hug ships into scrap. Unfortunately, that also meant keeping such a rowdy cat full of energy still while things got welded in place.

"Are we done yet?"

"NO!" Caldy screamed so loud it sent the staff hand next to her falling on his tail. The cup of coffee he had been holding splattered its liquid contents across the floor. "Oh...sorry."

"I'll come back, my lord!" her servant scrambled fast to leave her eyesight, probably for the best.

"But I wanna smash rebel stuff!" Xilimyth whined so loud she did not even need the force to send it. The floors rumbling sent a lot of the crew slipping from their stations.

"Xilimyth!!" Caldy was not so weak to let shaking disrupt her stance. However, the beeping alarms from nearby droids were annoying.

"Alert! Alert!" A robotic voice screeched over the speakers. "Rear plating damaged. Arm structure breaking."

"Damn it, Xili!" Caldy stamped a foot, using her anger to reach out with the force.

"NYAAAH!!"

Xilimyth had tried her best not to move. It was just all the welding going on around her hips had really started to itch. The kind that tended to get 'up there' too. Sadly she barely managed to scratch her butt once before a harsh force tugged her whiskers.

"Masterrrrrr!! Owie that hurts!"

"Good!" Caldy released her hold on the giant tender fibers, letting Xilimyth relax again. "Do not get too caught up in your new stature, young chee apprentice. You are still not the biggest fish in this sea.

Xilimyth was glad her master could not see the sneer forming. "For now."

"WHAT WAS THAT!?"

"Yeep! I said I saw a space cow!"

"Oh...I hate those."