Giantess/expansion Junko Enoshima RP blog. Expect vast amounts of despair.
Current Magic!Anons: For three days, her breasts are locked at double their original size.
((I know I said I intended to keep OOC posts to a minimum, but I did want to make it known that I have no abandoned this blog. I'm currently experience a large bout of "real world" activity, but I swear that once its done, you won't believe how active this blog will be. In the meantime, have an absolutely despair-filled day!))
Did it fill you with despair to think that the goddess you so adore had left you all alone just when she had entered into your worthless lives, giving meaning to the meaningless? Treasure that despair, because it a despair reserved especially for my devoted followers.
Anyway, I’m sorry I left you all alone for so long! It’s so cute that you missed me! I’ll make sure to crush you all between my boobies extra hard to make up for it! :3
Lets just start it off with a magic anon: For the next 3 days, your knockers are locked at twice their original size.
Junko looked up from the middle of stomping several buildings into rubble, turning her head frantically.
"Eh? Who said that?"
Junko felt a strange rumbling in her breasts. She watched in awe as more and more of the smooth flesh became exposed, until they popped out of their loose confines entirely. She bit her lower lip at the sensation, her nipples stiffening in the open air. When it stopped, she looked down at her boobs, which were easily double what they normally were. Or at least what they were when she wasn’t messing around with their size. She hefted her massive rack in her hands and grinned.
"Holy crap, such intense despair! My tits grew on their own, and I can’t seem to change them back! Ah, its such a strain on my back, too. This is going to be so inconvenient to deal with. Ah, the despair leaves me all hot and bothered!"
And so Junko spent the first few hours with her newly enlarged jugs by fondling the hell out of them, and pleasuring herself with several nearby buildings.
((Welcome to the blog! I plan on not having too many of these OOC posts, but I wanted to say that the inbox is always open for RP prompts, short story requests, and magic!anons. Also, every so often, I'll be writing little ficlets involving other DR characters, which will be tagged appropriately. Anyway, that's it for now! I hope to see you all fill my inbox. Let's spread some despair together.))
The despair that made up Junko Enoshima - that is, the despair that encompassed her entire being - was stronger than any despair experienced by any other being. To be worthy of the title "Super High School Level Despair" it is only fitting that her despair was so strong and voluminous that it could even be said that Junko Enoshima's despair was the embodiment of despair itself.
Despair that powerful does not simply die.
And in fact, granting Junko Enoshima death was probably the most dangerous thing possible.
The despair that was contained in Junko Enoshima - the same despair that she inspired in others until it had completely consumed the planet - lingered after her death, like a stagnant cloud of darkness. Unseen by the human eye, it festered and grew, until the despair itself began to shape into something once had contained it: the mind of Junko Enoshima.
Though no longer a physical entity, this cloud of discarded despair awakened with the thoughts and plans and desires of Junko Enoshima. But, with no body of her own, Junko could not affect the world around her any longer. And so she despaired.
She despaired and despaired, until she grew bored of it. No, this was not the despair she had hoped for. This was a paltry imitation of the true despair she longed to bathe both her and the rest of mankind in. This was mere boredom, a despair she had grown so tired of ages ago.
And once Junko's boredom reached its critical point, like always, she began to scheme the best way to increase the despair of herself and those around her.
At first, it barely seemed possible. But Junko was not the sort to give up under any circumstances. Eventually, she realized that if it was impossible for her to spread her despair in the waking world, she would do it through the world of the unconscious, the world in which she now resided. If she could merge the cloud that was her despair with all of the despair in existence, she could become despair itself. How wonderfully despair-inducing that would be! The world, having thought her dead, would learn that killing her had only made her an even more powerful being of despair! The thought filled her with hope, and upon realizing that, she once again fell into despair.
It was not an easy process. Without a physical form or a sense of the boundaries between her despair and the despair around her, it was difficult to attempt to assimilate the other clouds of despair that existed around her. All she could think to do was increase her despair, the despair of never again returning to physical form. And so she did, and her cloud of despair grew, and grew, and grew. Soon, her unfathomable despair, greater than any single despair in existence, effortlessly consumed all of the despair around her. And as she did, the despair in people's hearts grew. It was all that the Future Foundation could do to stave off this resurgence of despair, but the damage had been done. Those with even the tiniest bits of despair in their hearts were plunged into the absolute abyss of despair, and gave up all they were for the sake of Junko Enoshima. Soon, they formed into a religious cult, a cult that in a very short amount of time, encompassed nearly the entire population of the planet.
It was to the occult that the followers turned in the pursuit of resurrecting their leader, whom they now viewed as a goddess. Human sacrifices, relinquishing of souls, and many other unfathomable acts were committed, until the cult had crossed the gap between the waking world and the unconscious world. So much despair, focused and channeled into a single point, and the impossible was made manifest.
Junko Enoshima appeared, as if she had never left this earth.
"It is about time, you lowly maggots! We were beginning to think such trash as yourselves could never amount to enough to bring back your one true goddess! It is almost enough to make us consider not even giving you the final despair you are all seeking!"
"Of course, I'm still going to give it to you all. That would be such an anticlimax otherwise. I'd hate to be so boring."
"ALRIGHT, NOW LETS SEE WHAT BEING A GODDESS REALLY MEANS! AND I KNOW JUST THE WAY TO TEST IT OUT. I REALLY ENJOYED THE SHIT OUT OF BEING A SUPER HUGE MEGA BABE. THE ONLY SHITTY PART WAS THAT IT WAS SOME STUPID FUCKING COMPUTER SIMULATION. I WANNA DO THAT SHIT FOR REAL!"
With a calm smirk, Junko closed her eyes. She began growing taller effortlessly. At 12 feet tall, she paused to open her eyes.
"Oh wow, it worked! Yaaaaaaaay! I'm so gosh darn excited that I can do this for real now! But I wanna get bigger! I wanna be as big as I was before!"
An excited grin plastered over her face, Junko once again closed her eyes, and resumed growing.
As previously mentioned, the majority of the world's population were members of the cult of despair. This ceremony that had successfully called the goddess back into this world was an event that had taken place at the old site of Hope's Peak Academy, which had been converted into a large cathedral. In attendance were the most elite members of the cult, and the most powerful in the occult practices that had allowed all of this to happen. However, this event was also being broadcast to cult members the world over. The cultists' reactions were mixed. Some snapped out of their despair at the sight, and then sank into a whole new despair at the realization of what they had been a part of. Others rejoiced, though their rejoicing only brought them more despair. Either way, almost the whole world despaired, and Junko fed off of it all.
Junko stopped once she had to crane her neck to avoid hitting the massive chapel's ceiling.
"I would estimate my current height at approximately five stories tall. How intriguing. It would appear that there is simply no limit to how large I can grow, or at least none that I have come across yet. I will have to experiment with this ability some more in order to form more conclusive results."
"But, for right now, I have something more important to deal with..."
"I've got to find my sweet Naegi-kun~! Ah, I just can't wait to see the look of utter despair on his face! To see such hope turn to complete despair right before my eyes... man, my panties are totally flooded right now!"
Without any regard for the cultists she mowed down underfoot, Junko tore through the walls of the cathedral like they were nothing more than paper, and emerged into the open air. She stretched, seeming to make absolute certain that her chest was shoved forward as much as possible.
"Upupupu! Now, if I was a dumb spiky headed loser, where would I hide...?"
Junko scanned the landscape around her. The Future Foundation's headquarters was easy to spot. It dominated the landscape much like Hope's Peak once had. Most likely, it was out of the same boring desire to inspire hope to the nearby people or some nonsense.
Giddy, Junko skipped her way to the building, crushing many more bystanders on her way. Once she got to the building, she knocked on one of the walls like it was a door, causing the whole building to shake.
"Yoohoo! Paging Makoto Naegi! One of your former classmates has dropped by to visit you! Isn't that nice?"
Several people ran out of the building, one of them being the person known as Super High School Level Good Luck and Super High School Level Hope, Makoto Naegi.
Naegi looked up in horror, barely comprehending the sight before him. "J-Junko?! But... how... how is this even possible?!"
"Oh, come on now, Naegi-kun! You should know by now all of the wonderful things absolute despair is capable of! Like turning the whole world into a cult dedicated to making a goddess. Honestly, I'm a little embarrassed I didn't think of it sooner!"
Naegi said nothing, but continued to stare. The struggle to maintain hope and not submit to despair was very apparent by his expression.
"Anyway! Look at all these neato things I'm capable of now! Isn't it just like that one time? I had so much fun being so big, I thought I'd try it out again!"
"Last time, no one seemed to appreciate the appeal of a cute super giant girl! I mean, my titties went from mega jugs to super omega gazongas, but no one even seemed to bat an eye! I even offered to let them see how nice it felt between them, and even the pervy mechanic shot me down! N-not that I care or anything..."
"But you're not like them, right, Naegi-kun? You know better than to pass up a once in a lifetime opportunity like that, right? You're a real man, after all. Oooh, my heart is all a-quiver!"
Before Naegi could even comprehend the situation enough to formulate a response, Junko snatched him up in a hand, and dropped him into the impressive canyon of her cleavage.
"Oooooh~! To have Naegi-kun squirming around in such a place! It's so unseemly! Naegi-kun, you utter pervert! How can such a naughty boy like you even look yourself in the mirror? You're lucky I like you so much, or else this would never do!"
Naegi struggled desperately to keep his head in the open air, but he seemed to be continually sinking downwards. He cried out in protest.
"What was that, peasant? You want more, you say? How presumptuous! However, I can hardly blame you. You have an insatiable lust for your goddess's milkbags, which is to be expected of such a dirty mind. Very well, I shall grant you your wish!"
Junko began growing again, and soon Naegi disappeared into her cleavage. Junko stopped at about 10 stories tall, and waited until she could no longer feel any squirming between her breasts.
"Is it over already? How disappointing. Was his hope really that easy to crush? I thought there might be more of a showdown between hope and despair... but now my greatest rival is defeated within minutes of my return. How pathetic..."
Down below, another familiar face ran out of the Future Foundation building, that of Aoi Asahina, Super High School Level Swimmer.
"Upupupu! It looks like we've got ourselves a little school reunion! I would have brought an old yearbook if I had known!"
Asahina looked upward in uncomprehending horror, her mouth hanging open.
"You know, though... there was always something about you that kinda bugged me..."
"We never fully established which of the two of us was the bustiest girl in our class!"
Asahina blushed, and managed to stammer out, "Of- of all things to say at a time like this!"
"What do you mean?! Breast size is one of the most important factors in this world! What motivates men more than any other thing? Big boobs, of course! Melons, knockers, funbags! Got it? Until we have this established, I can't focus on anything else!"
"Of course, if we are talking sheer size, I am the clear victor. In fact, it is safe to say that no other human being could possibly have breasts even remotely large as mine."
"Ah, but what about.... the ratio?!"
"R-ratio...?" Asahina queried, her mind feeling like it was about to melt.
"The ratio! You know, comparatively to the rest of your body! Factors like height, weight, waist size, all that! I mean, yeah, my boobs are bigger than your whole body, but side by side, you might still have the bigger rack! Ah, it's just too close to tell!"
"Which means... I'm going to have to try something out to settle the score."
Before Asahina could comprehend her meaning, Junko closed her eyes. In an instant, the girls already large breasts ballooned outward. Maintaining a perfectly spherical shape, they burst out from the goddess's clothes, and grew until the they touched the ground from nearly ten stories up. Not only was Asahina crushed beneath them, but the Future Foundation building was more or less completely demolished by this as well.
"I see. So, in addition to being able to make my entire body grow, I can also localize the growth to individual parts of my body. It would appear that there also is no limit to how big I can make them grow. I should study this through very careful, restrained experiments."
"AW, FUCK IT. THAT FELT SEXY AS FUCK, MAKING MY TITS THAT HUGE. I DON'T GIVE A SHIT, I'M GONNA MAKE THEM EVEN BIGGER. DROWN THE WHOLE FUCKING WORLD IN MY TITS. HOWS THAT FOR WORLDWIDE DESPAIR?"
Grinning the kind of dangerous grin that has absolutely no regard for any human life, Junko's breasts began to grow again. In a matter of seconds, they were overflowing the entire city. People and buildings alike were flattened beneath the growing wall of flesh. Before long, the entirety of Japan was buried beneath a pair of breasts that showed no signs of stopping. They splashed into the Pacific, sending out massive waves to ravage nearby coasts, heralding the despair that was to follow. China was hit by her left breast, the nipple acting as a battering ram on the Great Wall, which the rest of her boob demolished seconds later. Not long after, her right breast assaulted California, and bit by bit, the United States was overrun by the fashionista's massive mammary.
It was a minute or two later that Junko's breasts had grown so large, that the entire planet was in danger of getting lost in her cleavage.
"Wooooooooooow! Look how big my boobies have gotten! Now the whole world gets to feel that excitement Naegi-kun must have felt. Heehee, I can feel them all squirming in there! It tickles!"
"Now, let us give these worthless ants an ending filled with despair, as only a goddess such as we can give them!"
With that, Junko's whole body began to grow again, though her breasts remained the same size. A few minutes later, she found herself floating in the void of space, having caught back up to her breasts in size. With a smirk, she placed her hands on either size of her breasts, and began to grow some more. When the earth felt to be no larger than a grape smothered between her breasts, she pushed on them as hard as she could. And much like a grape, she soon felt the whole world pop, leaking molten magma harmlessly down her cleavage.
"Was that really the despair they deserved, though? Getting crushed by such big boobs... It actually sounds kinda nice. What if instead of dying with despair, they actually enjoyed it? How depressing..."
Junko looked around, and then immediately perked up.
"Wait a minute... now that I'm done with that stupid rock... I can move on to bigger and better things... I can bring despair... to the whole universe!!!"
Junko waved her arms giddily like a child in a candy store.
"Oh man, where do I even start? I can destroy planets with a single touch at this size! How despair-inducing! Ooh, and if I grow even bigger, I can mess with whole galaxies! I could squish them between my boobs, or even eat them! I wonder what a galaxy tastes like..."
"Heheh... I could even do that with them..."
Her head reeling with all of the possibilities, Junko left the solar system behind to see what havoc she could wreak on the the universe.
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How long had it been? Hours? Days? Years? An eternity? It was hard to tell. Once Junko had outgrown time itself, that was a difficult thing to ascertain. Before that, she had contented herself with eating, squishing and pleasuring herself with every celestial body in existence. When it seemed as if she had cleared out one region of space, she would simply grow bigger and take on more. Once she had exhausted all of the planets around her, she moved on to stars. Once those were cleared out, it was galaxies. Then super clusters, then the universe, then multiple universes. She had come across other dimensions, which kept her occupied for a while, but the multiverse was actually fairly limited, and soon it had been completely spent. So, she moved on to time. She contented herself for a very long time by bringing to despair to all life at every point in history by simply growing into every point in time and crushing the entirety of existence, past, present and future.
And finally, Junko found herself in a white void. Nowhere to go, no sense in growing.
"Wait... you mean to tell me that's it? That there is nowhere else to grow into? No other place or point in time to bring despair to? Have I... really brought despair to everything? Have I succeeded in creating absolute, everlasting despair?"
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! I wanted to keep going! I want to bring despair to more things! I don't wanna stop now! Is... is this the despair I was hoping for? The despair of knowing that everything is despair, and there is nothing more to do? If despair is all there is, if not a single speck of hope exists, is there any point in continuing to exist?"
"Wait a minute! Yeah, that's it! Since I'm a goddess now, I can just remake everything! I can put it back the way it was, and I can find new ways to bring despair! And I can just keep doing it over and over! An infinite reset switch! If I run out of places to bring despair to, then I'll just keep making places to fill up with despair! The possibilities are endless! Now, let's see, what should I do first...? Ooh, this would be a great opportunity to bring back the "Make Everyone Junko Enoshima Plan"! Hm, but do I make them goddesses too, or just mess with them however I wish? Heehee, it might be fun to see what its like to give myself despair from the outside."
Junko laughed, and then paused. These plans, these possibilities... they were filling her with hope. And so, once again, Junko Enoshima fell into despair.
