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@shipsinkingseadweller
Your name is FEFERI PEIXES.
Sweeps ago you and a group of friends began playing a CERTAIN GAME that resulted in THE EXTINCTION OF TROLLKIND.
You hail from a timeline where you and your EX-MOIRAIL achieved the GOD-TIER STATUS, leading to a chain reaction which stopped an event known as "MURDERSTUCK" causing your timeline to offshoot and become DOOMED. Now you spend your days in the DREAM BUBBLES talking to old friends and seeing new faces.
What will you do?
M!A: For the entire month of may, the entirety of Feferi Peixes’s ass has the status effect: [GOONOSIS]
[Goonosis]: any person witness the sheer heft of feferi’s ass is inflicted with HIC style ‘subtle’ demands to Goon, Stroke, and Fap To feferi’s ass, demanding that the watcher CUM as tribute to the fuschia heiress, every jiggle and wobble applies the fact 2x, and upon climax, feferi delivering a slap to the ass or a intentionally big wiggle will restart the cycle.
Unfortunately, feferi is aware of this status effect, not enough to know its main mechanics, not enough to know what gooning or sex is, but enough to recognize anyone who sees her butt almost becomes a different, more perverted person for a bit
"Come on, it isn't t)(at noticeable is it?"
Regardless of her doubts, the Magic!Anon's effect around her was undeniable. Everyone in this bubble; ghosts, visitors, hell, even some of the nearby horrorterrors all had their gazes completely locked onto her ass.
This is gonna be a LONG perigee…
Well ain’t this a surprise!
A Feferi that god tiered! You swear, seeing god tiered versions of your friends is always a treat
How is the peixes? It feels like it’s been FOREVER since she’s met a version of her.
I always forget how big of a deal ac)(ieving cod-tier is, when you can )(ardly go TWO S-ECONDS without bumping into one in t)(is place it loses some appeal. 38/
Aside from t)(at, Im doing good! I think Ive )(eard you mentioned a few times around )(ere, but t)(is is a first for me!
You’re honored that a few folks have mentioned you, you didn’t think your influence reached this far!
(Honestly you didn’t even know you had influence…💧)
You’re MSPA READER. But most people like calling you reader for short
You are, essentially, a friend! You’ve befriended, at least at several intervals, almost every friend she knows!
You also heard about her through some more…ghostly friends, including an old ghosty Aradia. And now you’re planning to come visit her in her side of the dream bubbles!
That is, if she doesn’t mind!
Yea)(! Youre t)(e fry w)(o pulled t)(at stunt on t)(e GR-E-EN SUN rig)(t? Youre somet)(ing infamous around t)(e ring, for better or worse.
Well if you can find your way out )(ere I wouldnt mind seeing you in person, if you know so muc)( about me, its only fair i get to know about you!
Oh! Even that got shared around?
Yep, that was you! honestly, you’re still surprised you kept kicking when you did that.
It won’t be hard to meet her, infact…..
The message to feferi ends there, as you, in your home, prepares to meet this feferi. channeling Retcon and your FGship (First GuardianShip) to zero in this specific feferi (think ala instant transmission)
Specifically, you choose to SNAP behind her, in an attempt to surprise the fuchsia blood, clearly she’ll probably be like the others you’ve met, possibly a little taller?
Right?
Travelling over to the Peixes he'd find himself in a LODAG-esque bubble, complete with the giant fishbowl and her castlehive in the center.
As for her respiteblock; it's no different from a standard fef's at first, but on closer inspection the scale is waaayy off, almost like looking through a funhouse mirror version of her room with everything being warped to be comically taller or wider.
And in the middle stands the Heiress herself in the ghostly abundant flesh, a pseudo-giant towering over him at around 20 feet. Though from the back, he'd only be able to see about half of that before the two wrecking ball sized fishcakes eclipse everything above.
In her god-tier garb the striped tights wrapped around every curve of her wide hips and thunder thighs, while dress of the witch outfit only came to about halfway down the bloat of her ass, essentially turning it into a makeshift skirt.
SLOSH….SLOSH…CHURRRRRNNNN…
Sometimes you forget that one of your friends is directly related to the thickest ancestor you know..
It’s a very good thing you’ve learned how to tuck your balls under your hoodie, otherwise, you’d be making a real audio mess right now.
you couldn’t deny it, feferi almost looked like a giant cheerleader to you, and you can free the pre from you tip seeping into the inside part of your hoodie from that fact alone…
Still, despite your height differences, you’d hate to keep the peixes waiting, you call out her name, letting her now you’re here now.
"O)(!!!"
Feferi springs up, getting caught off-guard by her quasi-friend's sudden appearance, landing "lightly" on her feet with a THUD that quakes through her hive.
After regaining her balance she turns to Reader, giving him a full view of her front this time, the classic Life symbol stretched to hell and back around her colossal chest.
"I didnt t)(ink youd get )(ere so fast! I t)(oug)(t t)(e ring was )(arder to navigate?"
You stumble for a bit from the sudden shake but find enough footing to not fall and dust yourself off, unaware of the slight peak of ballsack now poking through under the hoodie,
You give a vague half gesture as a response, and explain that while the furthest ring IS hard to navigate, you’ve found that it becomes much easier to figure your way through it if you have a destination in mind.
Not to mention your powers make it pretty easy to just, lock on, snap your fingers, and go, but dear Feferi doesn’t need to worry about that part.
The sloshing gets worse as feferi turns around, getting to see that cute little bubbly face you’ve always known feferi for, now with…humongous mammaries nearby, you won’t lie. you can feel your churning get a little louder even under the hoodie the more you (subtly) look
You ask the fuchsia if she wouldn’t mind picking you up a little, it’s been a while since you’ve seen her face proper, and you’d love to give it the big ol hug you know it deserves
"S)(ore! I can )(ardly sea from you down t)(ere."
She picks him up by the hood like a cat, pulling him up with little effort and bringing him only a few inches away her face.
"Youre pretty small, are all )(umans like t)(is?"
Aside from the ghostly white eyes behind her goggles, she isn't too different from regular Feferi; the signature tiara, fins on the sides of her head, and a pair of perfect glossy lips.
"But enoug)( of t)(at, come on and R-E-EL it in!"
She places him on her face and nuzzles against him, honestly, they're a perfect size match; his head at level with her eyes, his torso at her nose, leaving his bulge pressed right up against her plump kissers.
Your body dangles as you’re picked up, unknown to you, your slack body being held up by your hoodie being enough to slowly unhook your balls from inside.
You tell feferi it’s a bit between you being simply shorter then most of the people you know and (respectfully) her being…’taller’ then most versions of her you meet.
As you dangles in front of her, your shaft and balls finally manage to reveal themselves, falling out from under your hoodie
To call them testies would be a understatement and a insult to the versions of aradia and jade that graphed them onto you, 2 perfect spheres encapsulated in ridiculously veiny, wrinkly ballflesh, it was like something you’d seen on a fertility statue, or a porn artist’s idea of big private parts.
You of course, recuperate feferi’s mini hug, hugging her nose back with warmth, it’s been a while since you’ve been able to sit down and properly hug someone, it’s nice. Wholesome, even as your balls clench and pulsate against feferi’s ballsuckers. the tip of your shaft leaking gelatinous pre onto her bottom lip, most of leaking down onto her chin, but a bit of it leaking into her mouth.
But you try to ignore that, before you care about feferi too much to treat her like a fapdoll.
"Im naut T)(AT big… my Meena)( isnt all too different from me, maybe I can fintroduce you two!"
'Warm' wasn't even the half of it, with her new friend's facehug blocking her line of sight; she could only feel two giant orbs and the ridiculous amount of heat and musk radiating from them against the lower half of her face. Not to mention the thick syrup-like prejizz that made it's way past her oversized DSLs every time she spoke.
"W)(at's all t)(is stuff t)(oug)(, is it normal for )(umans?"
You silently shudder at the mere thought of meenah not only being as big as feferi, but actively aware of her size, which reader is starting to figure out, Feferi isn’t.
You realize too late that your nuts have managed to reveal themselves and panic as you scramble to think up an excuse, before you remember your encounter with a old nepeta that had the same situation as feferi, forgetting the scenario tied to it
> Reader: use the worse half lie ever
You tell feferi sort of, most people you know tend to have something like this, although your’s are a bit…special.
You explain that a few…lets say nefarious versions of your friends graphed this on to you a while back as a sorta prank, absolutely filled them with wiggly little parasites and liquid, you’ve learned to deal with it though. Soooo, feferi shouldn’t worry too much about it!
Kind of a weird prank to pull, she thinks, but given her friend group it honestly wouldn't be the worst she's heard. Regardless, it's Feferi, there was no way she wasn't gonna worry.
"Maybe I can )(elp? )(ealing is my specialty after all! )(ere let me just..."
She glows with a warm fuchsia aura, the symbol on her chest pulsing as god-tier energy envelops her, bringing it onto reader and delivering a Kiss of Life to his nuts.
")(ow aboat now, did t)(at do anyt)(ing?"
Oh you wouldn’t recommend that, the life aspect tends to have really weird reactions to THEEEM
Your words are cut short as feferi deploys a kiss of life to your balls, muttering out a oh no as your balls rumble.
You’re usually able to deal with life antics, but this feferi…well, has a LOTTA life if her size is anything to go by, so for a second, you and Feferi hug in silence as your balls alternate between rumbling, and then nothing, rumbling, and then nothing, before you start to feel them CHURN.
You groan in orgasmic pain as your balls production go into HYPER OVERDRIVE, for feferi, the orbs on her lips simply just start to GROW out of nowhere, all the while she hears your whines as your balls become fuller then they’ve ever been before, before love, they’ve become bigger then her lips themselves, and a second later, finally stop growing when they droop down to her chin.
Reader lets out one last groan as his balls ruthlessly CLENCH, veins utterly riddling the ballsack, as a straight rope of pre shoots out of his cocktip, directly onto feferi lips, almost like they were target practice.
Once her lips part they leave a glowing kiss mark on his ballflesh, veins both visibly pulsating with life magicks, ominously gurgling until… they go silent.
Another problem solved by the Witch of- holy shit
Even if her vision's was being somewhat blocked, she wouldn't need to see in order to know how overloaded his nuts were getting, not just because of them starting to completely cover everywhere below her nose (though it's no small feat to grow big enough to smother half the face of a giant like her.) But because of how LOUD they got, the excess production sounded more like he had two cement mixers attached to him than actual genitals.
"E)(e)(e sorry, I t)(oug)(t t)(at'd go better…"
She licked the pudding-thick pre off her lips. Hey, this stuff actually tastes pretty good!
"So… )(ow DO you deal wit)( t)(is stuff?"
Well ain’t this a surprise!
A Feferi that god tiered! You swear, seeing god tiered versions of your friends is always a treat
How is the peixes? It feels like it’s been FOREVER since she’s met a version of her.
I always forget how big of a deal ac)(ieving cod-tier is, when you can )(ardly go TWO S-ECONDS without bumping into one in t)(is place it loses some appeal. 38/
Aside from t)(at, Im doing good! I think Ive )(eard you mentioned a few times around )(ere, but t)(is is a first for me!
You’re honored that a few folks have mentioned you, you didn’t think your influence reached this far!
(Honestly you didn’t even know you had influence…💧)
You’re MSPA READER. But most people like calling you reader for short
You are, essentially, a friend! You’ve befriended, at least at several intervals, almost every friend she knows!
You also heard about her through some more…ghostly friends, including an old ghosty Aradia. And now you’re planning to come visit her in her side of the dream bubbles!
That is, if she doesn’t mind!
Yea)(! Youre t)(e fry w)(o pulled t)(at stunt on t)(e GR-E-EN SUN rig)(t? Youre somet)(ing infamous around t)(e ring, for better or worse.
Well if you can find your way out )(ere I wouldnt mind seeing you in person, if you know so muc)( about me, its only fair i get to know about you!
Oh! Even that got shared around?
Yep, that was you! honestly, you’re still surprised you kept kicking when you did that.
It won’t be hard to meet her, infact…..
The message to feferi ends there, as you, in your home, prepares to meet this feferi. channeling Retcon and your FGship (First GuardianShip) to zero in this specific feferi (think ala instant transmission)
Specifically, you choose to SNAP behind her, in an attempt to surprise the fuchsia blood, clearly she’ll probably be like the others you’ve met, possibly a little taller?
Right?
Travelling over to the Peixes he'd find himself in a LODAG-esque bubble, complete with the giant fishbowl and her castlehive in the center.
As for her respiteblock; it's no different from a standard fef's at first, but on closer inspection the scale is waaayy off, almost like looking through a funhouse mirror version of her room with everything being warped to be comically taller or wider.
And in the middle stands the Heiress herself in the ghostly abundant flesh, a pseudo-giant towering over him at around 20 feet. Though from the back, he'd only be able to see about half of that before the two wrecking ball sized fishcakes eclipse everything above.
In her god-tier garb the striped tights wrapped around every curve of her wide hips and thunder thighs, while dress of the witch outfit only came to about halfway down the bloat of her ass, essentially turning it into a makeshift skirt.
SLOSH….SLOSH…CHURRRRRNNNN…
Sometimes you forget that one of your friends is directly related to the thickest ancestor you know..
It’s a very good thing you’ve learned how to tuck your balls under your hoodie, otherwise, you’d be making a real audio mess right now.
you couldn’t deny it, feferi almost looked like a giant cheerleader to you, and you can free the pre from you tip seeping into the inside part of your hoodie from that fact alone…
Still, despite your height differences, you’d hate to keep the peixes waiting, you call out her name, letting her now you’re here now.
"O)(!!!"
Feferi springs up, getting caught off-guard by her quasi-friend's sudden appearance, landing "lightly" on her feet with a THUD that quakes through her hive.
After regaining her balance she turns to Reader, giving him a full view of her front this time, the classic Life symbol stretched to hell and back around her colossal chest.
"I didnt t)(ink youd get )(ere so fast! I t)(oug)(t t)(e ring was )(arder to navigate?"
You stumble for a bit from the sudden shake but find enough footing to not fall and dust yourself off, unaware of the slight peak of ballsack now poking through under the hoodie,
You give a vague half gesture as a response, and explain that while the furthest ring IS hard to navigate, you’ve found that it becomes much easier to figure your way through it if you have a destination in mind.
Not to mention your powers make it pretty easy to just, lock on, snap your fingers, and go, but dear Feferi doesn’t need to worry about that part.
The sloshing gets worse as feferi turns around, getting to see that cute little bubbly face you’ve always known feferi for, now with…humongous mammaries nearby, you won’t lie. you can feel your churning get a little louder even under the hoodie the more you (subtly) look
You ask the fuchsia if she wouldn’t mind picking you up a little, it’s been a while since you’ve seen her face proper, and you’d love to give it the big ol hug you know it deserves
"S)(ore! I can )(ardly sea from you down t)(ere."
She picks him up by the hood like a cat, pulling him up with little effort and bringing him only a few inches away her face.
"Youre pretty small, are all )(umans like t)(is?"
Aside from the ghostly white eyes behind her goggles, she isn't too different from regular Feferi; the signature tiara, fins on the sides of her head, and a pair of perfect glossy lips.
"But enoug)( of t)(at, come on and R-E-EL it in!"
She places him on her face and nuzzles against him, honestly, they're a perfect size match; his head at level with her eyes, his torso at her nose, leaving his bulge pressed right up against her plump kissers.
Your body dangles as you’re picked up, unknown to you, your slack body being held up by your hoodie being enough to slowly unhook your balls from inside.
You tell feferi it’s a bit between you being simply shorter then most of the people you know and (respectfully) her being…’taller’ then most versions of her you meet.
As you dangles in front of her, your shaft and balls finally manage to reveal themselves, falling out from under your hoodie
To call them testies would be a understatement and a insult to the versions of aradia and jade that graphed them onto you, 2 perfect spheres encapsulated in ridiculously veiny, wrinkly ballflesh, it was like something you’d seen on a fertility statue, or a porn artist’s idea of big private parts.
You of course, recuperate feferi’s mini hug, hugging her nose back with warmth, it’s been a while since you’ve been able to sit down and properly hug someone, it’s nice. Wholesome, even as your balls clench and pulsate against feferi’s ballsuckers. the tip of your shaft leaking gelatinous pre onto her bottom lip, most of leaking down onto her chin, but a bit of it leaking into her mouth.
But you try to ignore that, before you care about feferi too much to treat her like a fapdoll.
"Im naut T)(AT big… my Meena)( isnt all too different from me, maybe I can fintroduce you two!"
'Warm' wasn't even the half of it, with her new friend's facehug blocking her line of sight; she could only feel two giant orbs and the ridiculous amount of heat and musk radiating from them against the lower half of her face. Not to mention the thick syrup-like prejizz that made it's way past her oversized DSLs every time she spoke.
"W)(at's all t)(is stuff t)(oug)(, is it normal for )(umans?"
You silently shudder at the mere thought of meenah not only being as big as feferi, but actively aware of her size, which reader is starting to figure out, Feferi isn’t.
You realize too late that your nuts have managed to reveal themselves and panic as you scramble to think up an excuse, before you remember your encounter with a old nepeta that had the same situation as feferi, forgetting the scenario tied to it
> Reader: use the worse half lie ever
You tell feferi sort of, most people you know tend to have something like this, although your’s are a bit…special.
You explain that a few…lets say nefarious versions of your friends graphed this on to you a while back as a sorta prank, absolutely filled them with wiggly little parasites and liquid, you’ve learned to deal with it though. Soooo, feferi shouldn’t worry too much about it!
Kind of a weird prank to pull, she thinks, but given her friend group it honestly wouldn't be the worst she's heard. Regardless, it's Feferi, there was no way she wasn't gonna worry.
"Maybe I can )(elp? )(ealing is my specialty after all! )(ere let me just..."
She glows with a warm fuchsia aura, the symbol on her chest pulsing as god-tier energy envelops her, bringing it onto reader and delivering a Kiss of Life to his nuts.
")(ow aboat now, did t)(at do anyt)(ing?"
have you met your beforan counterpart
Well I can't meet )(er for obvious reasons…
But I've )(eard of )(er! And I was SO -EXCIT-ED to sea a version of me living out my dream!
...I don't t)(ink we're T)(AT alike t)(ough, I mean w)(at kind of a klutz would you )(ave to be to not realize t)(ere's people reeled up in your )(air. G-E-EZ.
Feferi walks off in a pout, behind her several anons, trolls and recently; some imps outlined under her dress.
@the-sboob-archives
Something you generally learn about paradox space is that, regardless of how tampered something may be, everything will always be connected, everything will always be entertwined in some way
This goes for skass and its entities, different as it may be from skaia, at its core, it is still a skaia based entity, ergo, still connected to paradox space and it’s happening, even if how it’s connected is altered
This is to say, it’s no wonder then, how while the feferi is distracted during her time in the dream bubbles, a gaggle (3-5) of seemingly deleted ninja clothed chalk imps manage to sneak into the giant troll’s hive and start to sneak around it with her none the wiser, none of them reaching her knees in height, and one of them barley even reaching her ankle, they simply have one goal.
Steal as much as they can, or at least go out gooning if they get caught
Unfortunately for Feferi, this is where the downsides of her size come in; her colossal assets essentially creating a large blind spot from her front to her back, leaving plenty of free space for the imp gang to move around with the fuchsia being none the wiser.
3 of the imps do their role, running off around the hive to properly loot the mini giantess’s ghost palace, leaving 2 of them to properly take in the fushcia
To the second ‘shortest’ and second ‘tallest’ of the raid group, their programmed minds rewrite almost instantly, the sheer arousal the sight of the fushcia imparts in them enough to realign their entire wants,
Imp A. The second shortest, simply stand on ground level, just barely above her ankle, it’s little imp mind unable to register anything but immediate hands in pants jacking off, to it, feferi was the true treasure, complete and utter fap fuel
Imp B. However, had more ambitious goals, as their clawed (but not too sharp) hands latched at feferi’s skin, it started to climb feferi shadow of the colossus style, starting at their sides in attempting to reach the sides of their hips, it had much better ambitions then Imp A. And by god, if A had to be the distraction to do it if she notices them, by god will he use it
Luckily for the imps, Feferi's hive doubles as a wildlife facility, so she's pretty used to hearing oceanic fauna scurrying around her block and passed them off as some rowdy critters she'll have to round up later.
As for the remaining two, specifically the wannabe mountaineer; she simply assumed it was a too-friendly cuttlefish getting to know her, paying him little mind. Humming and hips swaying as she went back to her business.
Imp B simply tightens their grip, claws holding on despite the swaying hips, eventually managing to reach those glorious, glorious cheeks, hopping onto one and taking out a small, surprisingly portable camera, snapping a picture of the vast ass cleavage in front of them, really gotta make you wonder how they got one of those.
Imp A, continues to goon, their balls clenching as they let their forked tongue out, reeling their head back as the sight of those swaying cheeks makes them imagine feferi giving them a lapdance, squating low and hanging their cheeks over it’s entire body, letting out gargled imp noises that probably would translate to something like “Trollsow” “Fushcia Slut” and “Like mother like daughter”. All that jazz
Two imps filled with bounds of hubris, applied through different applications.
"G-E-EZ you buoys are lively today arent you?"
Of course she wouldn't know a thing Imp A is saying, even if the sounds obviously couldn't come from a 'cuttlefish', Feferi wasn't exactly one for keeping track of how many creatures were actually under her care.
"Feeding time is in an )(our… but if you cant wait t)(en you can )(elp yours)(ellf!"
She moves down to grab some snacks for the loudmouth critters, though without turning around, essentially leaves herself posed in one hell of a low squat, leaving the heiress haunchfat on full display for both imps.
IMP A widens it’s eyes seeing the troll girl pop such a slutty squat, but seeing it’s opportunity, it stands on it’s tippy toes, just BARLEY managing to submerge it’s tip into feferi’s fuckwagon, that intimidating yet utterly arousing sight of the fish princess’s wobblebutt being the thing it needs for it’s balls to clench and start firing premature ropes upon ropes into the gigantic ass cleavage of feferi peixes, it’s whole body shaking and shivering as the fushcia basically siphons cum out of the little guy without her even knowing.
Normally, this would deplete the imp’s health, however, due to it’s nature as a deleted imp, it technically doesn’t have a numbered bar, it’s HEALTH VIAL actually in the negatives around the classic -255 limit, meaning it gets to just fire rope after rope after rope into the princess’s buttcrack without a care in the world
IMP B, meanwhile, digs it’s hand into it’s ninja pants and pulls out it’s own rod, where its fellow imp is content with simply using feferi as wankfuel, IMP B wishes to truly revel in it’s debachery, as it strokes itself off, planning to slater the top of her ass cleavage in imp spunk, her tits next once it’s done, the ultimate victory for it as a underling, complete ‘humiliation’ of the player.
She reaches into a cabinet looking around to get something for these varmints to chow down on, though she heavily underestimated how big the furniture in her house is, forcing her to rummage deep into it's contents.
"Now w)(ere did I put t)(e stuff..."
With how exaggerated her body's become, every movement and shift of her hips causes her mountainous rump to wobble and quake, giving Imp A the rodeo of it's (after)life and treating Imp B to a personal twerkshow.
IMP A immediate fails the rodeo and falls into the fish girl’s wobblewagon, as the only thing more hardcoded than underling’s distain of players. Is paradox space’s need to always deal them comeuppance in any way, even with its taloned feet, it can’t help it, being completely consumed and submerged by pure troll cheekage.
To say IMP B was in heaven would be an understatement, to it, Feferi was not only giving them a twerkshow, they were practically giving it a lapdance, it’s cock…no, it’s body too stiff to emote properly, it’s easy difficulty based code as the second shortest of the imp group compelling them to just fire violent imp jizz again and again through it’s tip into the vast clapping ass, even if it’s constant ropes pale in comparison to the sheer size of the peixes royal cockwringer, if even the witch managed to somehow drain it’s life as a lowly imp, IMP B will have considered it a life well lived.
"FINALLY!"
Feferi backs off from the drawer, holding a tube of what looks to be those goldfish feeding flakes. Once she pulls back, her counterweight ass brings her down on the only place available, directly over IMP B.
"Oof… Sorry about t)(e wait, I'm not even sure if you can eat t)(is stuff…"
Once she gets up, they aren't squeezed between her cheeks like IMP A, instead they get straight up flattened. On account of these imps being 'deleted', rather than poofing away into grist; Imp B would stubbornly persist as a cartoonish chalk-colored pancake against her colossal cheeks, it's rod still defiantly stiff between.
"Alrig)(t guys, it's feeding time!"
"…Guys?"
Imp B allows itself to stand normally as it feels it climax come to a end. Its white, chalky looking jizz just BARLEY leaking down feferi’s ass crack onto the floor, in its eyes, a defilement of the royal princess completed.
Of course meaning, it was time for it’s comeuppance it’s eyes wide as, almost in slow mo for the imp’s vision, the fushcia’s ass depended upon him, like the moon descending upon the town of a certain infamous game.
Despite its flattening, IMP B had gotten the better fate, squeezed with overwhelming sensation, IMP A evidently just, stopped thinking, it’s programming too overstimulated having to deal with so many actions and feelings, resigned to eventually becoming a simple imp stain mark between feferi’s mountainous cockclappers. Despite this setback, IMP B, even as a pancake stuck hugging the crevice between these two wobblemounds, it’s cock chocked by trollcheeks, it refused to give, its pancaked hips struggling to pull back, before they start to thrust forward, starting to properly hump the fishgirl with all of its miniature, insignificant might.
Feferi looked around the room for a few minutes, but couldn't find hide nor hair of the rowdy duo, and after making so much noise you'd think they'd have a little more patience. But since she already has food on-hand, she figures she might as well look around for them.
THUMP…
THUMP…
THUMP…
If it wasn't obvious to the remaining Imps before, they'd definitely be aware of it now; the Heiress is on the move. Palace rumbling as she drew closer, hallways echoing with the Witch's presence -- which, if it didn't belong to such a cute face, would sound straight out of a horror movie.
This was only strengthened by the way their previous two comrades went out: Imp A, from an outsider perspective, just straight up vanished without a trace. Imp B looked more like a trophy if anything, wrung out like a towel and still getting drained with each step of her swaying cheeks.
")(---EY! I'M GONNA FIND YOU -EV-ENS)(OALLY!!!"
All in all, her cheerful expression actually makes this look worse.
@the-sboob-archives
Something you generally learn about paradox space is that, regardless of how tampered something may be, everything will always be connected, everything will always be entertwined in some way
This goes for skass and its entities, different as it may be from skaia, at its core, it is still a skaia based entity, ergo, still connected to paradox space and it’s happening, even if how it’s connected is altered
This is to say, it’s no wonder then, how while the feferi is distracted during her time in the dream bubbles, a gaggle (3-5) of seemingly deleted ninja clothed chalk imps manage to sneak into the giant troll’s hive and start to sneak around it with her none the wiser, none of them reaching her knees in height, and one of them barley even reaching her ankle, they simply have one goal.
Steal as much as they can, or at least go out gooning if they get caught
Unfortunately for Feferi, this is where the downsides of her size come in; her colossal assets essentially creating a large blind spot from her front to her back, leaving plenty of free space for the imp gang to move around with the fuchsia being none the wiser.
3 of the imps do their role, running off around the hive to properly loot the mini giantess’s ghost palace, leaving 2 of them to properly take in the fushcia
To the second ‘shortest’ and second ‘tallest’ of the raid group, their programmed minds rewrite almost instantly, the sheer arousal the sight of the fushcia imparts in them enough to realign their entire wants,
Imp A. The second shortest, simply stand on ground level, just barely above her ankle, it’s little imp mind unable to register anything but immediate hands in pants jacking off, to it, feferi was the true treasure, complete and utter fap fuel
Imp B. However, had more ambitious goals, as their clawed (but not too sharp) hands latched at feferi’s skin, it started to climb feferi shadow of the colossus style, starting at their sides in attempting to reach the sides of their hips, it had much better ambitions then Imp A. And by god, if A had to be the distraction to do it if she notices them, by god will he use it
Luckily for the imps, Feferi's hive doubles as a wildlife facility, so she's pretty used to hearing oceanic fauna scurrying around her block and passed them off as some rowdy critters she'll have to round up later.
As for the remaining two, specifically the wannabe mountaineer; she simply assumed it was a too-friendly cuttlefish getting to know her, paying him little mind. Humming and hips swaying as she went back to her business.
Imp B simply tightens their grip, claws holding on despite the swaying hips, eventually managing to reach those glorious, glorious cheeks, hopping onto one and taking out a small, surprisingly portable camera, snapping a picture of the vast ass cleavage in front of them, really gotta make you wonder how they got one of those.
Imp A, continues to goon, their balls clenching as they let their forked tongue out, reeling their head back as the sight of those swaying cheeks makes them imagine feferi giving them a lapdance, squating low and hanging their cheeks over it’s entire body, letting out gargled imp noises that probably would translate to something like “Trollsow” “Fushcia Slut” and “Like mother like daughter”. All that jazz
Two imps filled with bounds of hubris, applied through different applications.
"G-E-EZ you buoys are lively today arent you?"
Of course she wouldn't know a thing Imp A is saying, even if the sounds obviously couldn't come from a 'cuttlefish', Feferi wasn't exactly one for keeping track of how many creatures were actually under her care.
"Feeding time is in an )(our… but if you cant wait t)(en you can )(elp yours)(ellf!"
She moves down to grab some snacks for the loudmouth critters, though without turning around, essentially leaves herself posed in one hell of a low squat, leaving the heiress haunchfat on full display for both imps.
IMP A widens it’s eyes seeing the troll girl pop such a slutty squat, but seeing it’s opportunity, it stands on it’s tippy toes, just BARLEY managing to submerge it’s tip into feferi’s fuckwagon, that intimidating yet utterly arousing sight of the fish princess’s wobblebutt being the thing it needs for it’s balls to clench and start firing premature ropes upon ropes into the gigantic ass cleavage of feferi peixes, it’s whole body shaking and shivering as the fushcia basically siphons cum out of the little guy without her even knowing.
Normally, this would deplete the imp’s health, however, due to it’s nature as a deleted imp, it technically doesn’t have a numbered bar, it’s HEALTH VIAL actually in the negatives around the classic -255 limit, meaning it gets to just fire rope after rope after rope into the princess’s buttcrack without a care in the world
IMP B, meanwhile, digs it’s hand into it’s ninja pants and pulls out it’s own rod, where its fellow imp is content with simply using feferi as wankfuel, IMP B wishes to truly revel in it’s debachery, as it strokes itself off, planning to slater the top of her ass cleavage in imp spunk, her tits next once it’s done, the ultimate victory for it as a underling, complete ‘humiliation’ of the player.
She reaches into a cabinet looking around to get something for these varmints to chow down on, though she heavily underestimated how big the furniture in her house is, forcing her to rummage deep into it's contents.
"Now w)(ere did I put t)(e stuff..."
With how exaggerated her body's become, every movement and shift of her hips causes her mountainous rump to wobble and quake, giving Imp A the rodeo of it's (after)life and treating Imp B to a personal twerkshow.
IMP A immediate fails the rodeo and falls into the fish girl’s wobblewagon, as the only thing more hardcoded than underling’s distain of players. Is paradox space’s need to always deal them comeuppance in any way, even with its taloned feet, it can’t help it, being completely consumed and submerged by pure troll cheekage.
To say IMP B was in heaven would be an understatement, to it, Feferi was not only giving them a twerkshow, they were practically giving it a lapdance, it’s cock…no, it’s body too stiff to emote properly, it’s easy difficulty based code as the second shortest of the imp group compelling them to just fire violent imp jizz again and again through it’s tip into the vast clapping ass, even if it’s constant ropes pale in comparison to the sheer size of the peixes royal cockwringer, if even the witch managed to somehow drain it’s life as a lowly imp, IMP B will have considered it a life well lived.
"FINALLY!"
Feferi backs off from the drawer, holding a tube of what looks to be those goldfish feeding flakes. Once she pulls back, her counterweight ass brings her down on the only place available, directly over IMP B.
"Oof… Sorry about t)(e wait, I'm not even sure if you can eat t)(is stuff…"
Once she gets up, they aren't squeezed between her cheeks like IMP A, instead they get straight up flattened. On account of these imps being 'deleted', rather than poofing away into grist; Imp B would stubbornly persist as a cartoonish chalk-colored pancake against her colossal cheeks, it's rod still defiantly stiff between.
"Alrig)(t guys, it's feeding time!"
"…Guys?"
Hi Feferi, this is probably a really weird request from a anon but…could you sit on me?
You see, I’ve always had a sorta…let’s say crush on your linage, you, meenah, and…even the condy, for all her evil actions
And well….seeing you like this….and knowing how kind you are, I figured it wouldn’t hurt to ask?
"So… like a t)(ing for royal blood? I guess its not the WI-ERD-EST t)(ing Ive heard... I'm a little worried about your tastes t)(oug)(, Meena)( isnt a bad pick but the Empress is a M-EAN OLD WITC)(!!!"
Feferi pauses, going over the idea of their fuchsia fascinations, walking over to the anon and turning around, two spherical shadows looming over them.
"But you DID ask nicely…"
T)(UMP!!!
Not even a second after she finishes talking does she wait before dropping her full weight on the anon, the entire castle rattling under the magnitude 10 fefquake.
"Just let me know w)(en you're done!"
Well ain’t this a surprise!
A Feferi that god tiered! You swear, seeing god tiered versions of your friends is always a treat
How is the peixes? It feels like it’s been FOREVER since she’s met a version of her.
I always forget how big of a deal ac)(ieving cod-tier is, when you can )(ardly go TWO S-ECONDS without bumping into one in t)(is place it loses some appeal. 38/
Aside from t)(at, Im doing good! I think Ive )(eard you mentioned a few times around )(ere, but t)(is is a first for me!
You’re honored that a few folks have mentioned you, you didn’t think your influence reached this far!
(Honestly you didn’t even know you had influence…💧)
You’re MSPA READER. But most people like calling you reader for short
You are, essentially, a friend! You’ve befriended, at least at several intervals, almost every friend she knows!
You also heard about her through some more…ghostly friends, including an old ghosty Aradia. And now you’re planning to come visit her in her side of the dream bubbles!
That is, if she doesn’t mind!
Yea)(! Youre t)(e fry w)(o pulled t)(at stunt on t)(e GR-E-EN SUN rig)(t? Youre somet)(ing infamous around t)(e ring, for better or worse.
Well if you can find your way out )(ere I wouldnt mind seeing you in person, if you know so muc)( about me, its only fair i get to know about you!
Oh! Even that got shared around?
Yep, that was you! honestly, you’re still surprised you kept kicking when you did that.
It won’t be hard to meet her, infact…..
The message to feferi ends there, as you, in your home, prepares to meet this feferi. channeling Retcon and your FGship (First GuardianShip) to zero in this specific feferi (think ala instant transmission)
Specifically, you choose to SNAP behind her, in an attempt to surprise the fuchsia blood, clearly she’ll probably be like the others you’ve met, possibly a little taller?
Right?
Travelling over to the Peixes he'd find himself in a LODAG-esque bubble, complete with the giant fishbowl and her castlehive in the center.
As for her respiteblock; it's no different from a standard fef's at first, but on closer inspection the scale is waaayy off, almost like looking through a funhouse mirror version of her room with everything being warped to be comically taller or wider.
And in the middle stands the Heiress herself in the ghostly abundant flesh, a pseudo-giant towering over him at around 20 feet. Though from the back, he'd only be able to see about half of that before the two wrecking ball sized fishcakes eclipse everything above.
In her god-tier garb the striped tights wrapped around every curve of her wide hips and thunder thighs, while dress of the witch outfit only came to about halfway down the bloat of her ass, essentially turning it into a makeshift skirt.
SLOSH….SLOSH…CHURRRRRNNNN…
Sometimes you forget that one of your friends is directly related to the thickest ancestor you know..
It’s a very good thing you’ve learned how to tuck your balls under your hoodie, otherwise, you’d be making a real audio mess right now.
you couldn’t deny it, feferi almost looked like a giant cheerleader to you, and you can free the pre from you tip seeping into the inside part of your hoodie from that fact alone…
Still, despite your height differences, you’d hate to keep the peixes waiting, you call out her name, letting her now you’re here now.
"O)(!!!"
Feferi springs up, getting caught off-guard by her quasi-friend's sudden appearance, landing "lightly" on her feet with a THUD that quakes through her hive.
After regaining her balance she turns to Reader, giving him a full view of her front this time, the classic Life symbol stretched to hell and back around her colossal chest.
"I didnt t)(ink youd get )(ere so fast! I t)(oug)(t t)(e ring was )(arder to navigate?"
You stumble for a bit from the sudden shake but find enough footing to not fall and dust yourself off, unaware of the slight peak of ballsack now poking through under the hoodie,
You give a vague half gesture as a response, and explain that while the furthest ring IS hard to navigate, you’ve found that it becomes much easier to figure your way through it if you have a destination in mind.
Not to mention your powers make it pretty easy to just, lock on, snap your fingers, and go, but dear Feferi doesn’t need to worry about that part.
The sloshing gets worse as feferi turns around, getting to see that cute little bubbly face you’ve always known feferi for, now with…humongous mammaries nearby, you won’t lie. you can feel your churning get a little louder even under the hoodie the more you (subtly) look
You ask the fuchsia if she wouldn’t mind picking you up a little, it’s been a while since you’ve seen her face proper, and you’d love to give it the big ol hug you know it deserves
"S)(ore! I can )(ardly sea from you down t)(ere."
She picks him up by the hood like a cat, pulling him up with little effort and bringing him only a few inches away her face.
"Youre pretty small, are all )(umans like t)(is?"
Aside from the ghostly white eyes behind her goggles, she isn't too different from regular Feferi; the signature tiara, fins on the sides of her head, and a pair of perfect glossy lips.
"But enoug)( of t)(at, come on and R-E-EL it in!"
She places him on her face and nuzzles against him, honestly, they're a perfect size match; his head at level with her eyes, his torso at her nose, leaving his bulge pressed right up against her plump kissers.
Your body dangles as you’re picked up, unknown to you, your slack body being held up by your hoodie being enough to slowly unhook your balls from inside.
You tell feferi it’s a bit between you being simply shorter then most of the people you know and (respectfully) her being…’taller’ then most versions of her you meet.
As you dangles in front of her, your shaft and balls finally manage to reveal themselves, falling out from under your hoodie
To call them testies would be a understatement and a insult to the versions of aradia and jade that graphed them onto you, 2 perfect spheres encapsulated in ridiculously veiny, wrinkly ballflesh, it was like something you’d seen on a fertility statue, or a porn artist’s idea of big private parts.
You of course, recuperate feferi’s mini hug, hugging her nose back with warmth, it’s been a while since you’ve been able to sit down and properly hug someone, it’s nice. Wholesome, even as your balls clench and pulsate against feferi’s ballsuckers. the tip of your shaft leaking gelatinous pre onto her bottom lip, most of leaking down onto her chin, but a bit of it leaking into her mouth.
But you try to ignore that, before you care about feferi too much to treat her like a fapdoll.
"Im naut T)(AT big… my Meena)( isnt all too different from me, maybe I can fintroduce you two!"
'Warm' wasn't even the half of it, with her new friend's facehug blocking her line of sight; she could only feel two giant orbs and the ridiculous amount of heat and musk radiating from them against the lower half of her face. Not to mention the thick syrup-like prejizz that made it's way past her oversized DSLs every time she spoke.
"W)(at's all t)(is stuff t)(oug)(, is it normal for )(umans?"
@the-sboob-archives
Something you generally learn about paradox space is that, regardless of how tampered something may be, everything will always be connected, everything will always be entertwined in some way
This goes for skass and its entities, different as it may be from skaia, at its core, it is still a skaia based entity, ergo, still connected to paradox space and it’s happening, even if how it’s connected is altered
This is to say, it’s no wonder then, how while the feferi is distracted during her time in the dream bubbles, a gaggle (3-5) of seemingly deleted ninja clothed chalk imps manage to sneak into the giant troll’s hive and start to sneak around it with her none the wiser, none of them reaching her knees in height, and one of them barley even reaching her ankle, they simply have one goal.
Steal as much as they can, or at least go out gooning if they get caught
Unfortunately for Feferi, this is where the downsides of her size come in; her colossal assets essentially creating a large blind spot from her front to her back, leaving plenty of free space for the imp gang to move around with the fuchsia being none the wiser.
3 of the imps do their role, running off around the hive to properly loot the mini giantess’s ghost palace, leaving 2 of them to properly take in the fushcia
To the second ‘shortest’ and second ‘tallest’ of the raid group, their programmed minds rewrite almost instantly, the sheer arousal the sight of the fushcia imparts in them enough to realign their entire wants,
Imp A. The second shortest, simply stand on ground level, just barely above her ankle, it’s little imp mind unable to register anything but immediate hands in pants jacking off, to it, feferi was the true treasure, complete and utter fap fuel
Imp B. However, had more ambitious goals, as their clawed (but not too sharp) hands latched at feferi’s skin, it started to climb feferi shadow of the colossus style, starting at their sides in attempting to reach the sides of their hips, it had much better ambitions then Imp A. And by god, if A had to be the distraction to do it if she notices them, by god will he use it
Luckily for the imps, Feferi's hive doubles as a wildlife facility, so she's pretty used to hearing oceanic fauna scurrying around her block and passed them off as some rowdy critters she'll have to round up later.
As for the remaining two, specifically the wannabe mountaineer; she simply assumed it was a too-friendly cuttlefish getting to know her, paying him little mind. Humming and hips swaying as she went back to her business.
Imp B simply tightens their grip, claws holding on despite the swaying hips, eventually managing to reach those glorious, glorious cheeks, hopping onto one and taking out a small, surprisingly portable camera, snapping a picture of the vast ass cleavage in front of them, really gotta make you wonder how they got one of those.
Imp A, continues to goon, their balls clenching as they let their forked tongue out, reeling their head back as the sight of those swaying cheeks makes them imagine feferi giving them a lapdance, squating low and hanging their cheeks over it’s entire body, letting out gargled imp noises that probably would translate to something like “Trollsow” “Fushcia Slut” and “Like mother like daughter”. All that jazz
Two imps filled with bounds of hubris, applied through different applications.
"G-E-EZ you buoys are lively today arent you?"
Of course she wouldn't know a thing Imp A is saying, even if the sounds obviously couldn't come from a 'cuttlefish', Feferi wasn't exactly one for keeping track of how many creatures were actually under her care.
"Feeding time is in an )(our… but if you cant wait t)(en you can )(elp yours)(ellf!"
She moves down to grab some snacks for the loudmouth critters, though without turning around, essentially leaves herself posed in one hell of a low squat, leaving the heiress haunchfat on full display for both imps.
IMP A widens it’s eyes seeing the troll girl pop such a slutty squat, but seeing it’s opportunity, it stands on it’s tippy toes, just BARLEY managing to submerge it’s tip into feferi’s fuckwagon, that intimidating yet utterly arousing sight of the fish princess’s wobblebutt being the thing it needs for it’s balls to clench and start firing premature ropes upon ropes into the gigantic ass cleavage of feferi peixes, it’s whole body shaking and shivering as the fushcia basically siphons cum out of the little guy without her even knowing.
Normally, this would deplete the imp’s health, however, due to it’s nature as a deleted imp, it technically doesn’t have a numbered bar, it’s HEALTH VIAL actually in the negatives around the classic -255 limit, meaning it gets to just fire rope after rope after rope into the princess’s buttcrack without a care in the world
IMP B, meanwhile, digs it’s hand into it’s ninja pants and pulls out it’s own rod, where its fellow imp is content with simply using feferi as wankfuel, IMP B wishes to truly revel in it’s debachery, as it strokes itself off, planning to slater the top of her ass cleavage in imp spunk, her tits next once it’s done, the ultimate victory for it as a underling, complete ‘humiliation’ of the player.
She reaches into a cabinet looking around to get something for these varmints to chow down on, though she heavily underestimated how big the furniture in her house is, forcing her to rummage deep into it's contents.
"Now w)(ere did I put t)(e stuff..."
With how exaggerated her body's become, every movement and shift of her hips causes her mountainous rump to wobble and quake, giving Imp A the rodeo of it's (after)life and treating Imp B to a personal twerkshow.
It wouldn’t be a sizeplay blog without everyone’s favorite anon cameo, diving anon, manifesting on the tippy top of feferi’s head.
They won’t lie, it’s a little…nerve wracking this time around, but tradition must be tradition.
Wether or not feferi is cognizant of the (relatively) tiny performer, the anon leaps from her head going down her back, occasionally surfing on her long, long hair using their feet like a skate board
Until finally, when they’re close enough, they put their hands together and dive into the fushcia’s ass crack, disappearing into the greyish blackness that is feferi’s ass cleavage.
Good thing for the anon, Feferi wasn't paying any attention to the little acrobat standing right between her horns.
Far beneath them, her skirt was loosened about halfway around the vast expanses of cake, giving the D!A a generous window of ass to drop into.
Once they take the plunge, Feferi perks up, not because she felt the stowaway submerged between her matriarchal mass, but rather because she's finally noticed her skirt's come undone.
"I KN-EW I was forgetting somefin!"
Once she pulled the skirt back up and firmly sealed the anon up in the valley of fuchsia fuckflanks, some strange tally-like writing appeared on one of the fish princess's cheeks:
DIVING ANON'S SCORE: 10/10, PERFECT FORM.
Well ain’t this a surprise!
A Feferi that god tiered! You swear, seeing god tiered versions of your friends is always a treat
How is the peixes? It feels like it’s been FOREVER since she’s met a version of her.
I always forget how big of a deal ac)(ieving cod-tier is, when you can )(ardly go TWO S-ECONDS without bumping into one in t)(is place it loses some appeal. 38/
Aside from t)(at, Im doing good! I think Ive )(eard you mentioned a few times around )(ere, but t)(is is a first for me!
You’re honored that a few folks have mentioned you, you didn’t think your influence reached this far!
(Honestly you didn’t even know you had influence…💧)
You’re MSPA READER. But most people like calling you reader for short
You are, essentially, a friend! You’ve befriended, at least at several intervals, almost every friend she knows!
You also heard about her through some more…ghostly friends, including an old ghosty Aradia. And now you’re planning to come visit her in her side of the dream bubbles!
That is, if she doesn’t mind!
Yea)(! Youre t)(e fry w)(o pulled t)(at stunt on t)(e GR-E-EN SUN rig)(t? Youre somet)(ing infamous around t)(e ring, for better or worse.
Well if you can find your way out )(ere I wouldnt mind seeing you in person, if you know so muc)( about me, its only fair i get to know about you!
Oh! Even that got shared around?
Yep, that was you! honestly, you’re still surprised you kept kicking when you did that.
It won’t be hard to meet her, infact…..
The message to feferi ends there, as you, in your home, prepares to meet this feferi. channeling Retcon and your FGship (First GuardianShip) to zero in this specific feferi (think ala instant transmission)
Specifically, you choose to SNAP behind her, in an attempt to surprise the fuchsia blood, clearly she’ll probably be like the others you’ve met, possibly a little taller?
Right?
Travelling over to the Peixes he'd find himself in a LODAG-esque bubble, complete with the giant fishbowl and her castlehive in the center.
As for her respiteblock; it's no different from a standard fef's at first, but on closer inspection the scale is waaayy off, almost like looking through a funhouse mirror version of her room with everything being warped to be comically taller or wider.
And in the middle stands the Heiress herself in the ghostly abundant flesh, a pseudo-giant towering over him at around 20 feet. Though from the back, he'd only be able to see about half of that before the two wrecking ball sized fishcakes eclipse everything above.
In her god-tier garb the striped tights wrapped around every curve of her wide hips and thunder thighs, while dress of the witch outfit only came to about halfway down the bloat of her ass, essentially turning it into a makeshift skirt.
SLOSH….SLOSH…CHURRRRRNNNN…
Sometimes you forget that one of your friends is directly related to the thickest ancestor you know..
It’s a very good thing you’ve learned how to tuck your balls under your hoodie, otherwise, you’d be making a real audio mess right now.
you couldn’t deny it, feferi almost looked like a giant cheerleader to you, and you can free the pre from you tip seeping into the inside part of your hoodie from that fact alone…
Still, despite your height differences, you’d hate to keep the peixes waiting, you call out her name, letting her now you’re here now.
"O)(!!!"
Feferi springs up, getting caught off-guard by her quasi-friend's sudden appearance, landing "lightly" on her feet with a THUD that quakes through her hive.
After regaining her balance she turns to Reader, giving him a full view of her front this time, the classic Life symbol stretched to hell and back around her colossal chest.
"I didnt t)(ink youd get )(ere so fast! I t)(oug)(t t)(e ring was )(arder to navigate?"
You stumble for a bit from the sudden shake but find enough footing to not fall and dust yourself off, unaware of the slight peak of ballsack now poking through under the hoodie,
You give a vague half gesture as a response, and explain that while the furthest ring IS hard to navigate, you’ve found that it becomes much easier to figure your way through it if you have a destination in mind.
Not to mention your powers make it pretty easy to just, lock on, snap your fingers, and go, but dear Feferi doesn’t need to worry about that part.
The sloshing gets worse as feferi turns around, getting to see that cute little bubbly face you’ve always known feferi for, now with…humongous mammaries nearby, you won’t lie. you can feel your churning get a little louder even under the hoodie the more you (subtly) look
You ask the fuchsia if she wouldn’t mind picking you up a little, it’s been a while since you’ve seen her face proper, and you’d love to give it the big ol hug you know it deserves
"S)(ore! I can )(ardly sea from you down t)(ere."
She picks him up by the hood like a cat, pulling him up with little effort and bringing him only a few inches away her face.
"Youre pretty small, are all )(umans like t)(is?"
Aside from the ghostly white eyes behind her goggles, she isn't too different from regular Feferi; the signature tiara, fins on the sides of her head, and a pair of perfect glossy lips.
"But enoug)( of t)(at, come on and R-E-EL it in!"
She places him on her face and nuzzles against him, honestly, they're a perfect size match; his head at level with her eyes, his torso at her nose, leaving his bulge pressed right up against her plump kissers.
Well ain’t this a surprise!
A Feferi that god tiered! You swear, seeing god tiered versions of your friends is always a treat
How is the peixes? It feels like it’s been FOREVER since she’s met a version of her.
I always forget how big of a deal ac)(ieving cod-tier is, when you can )(ardly go TWO S-ECONDS without bumping into one in t)(is place it loses some appeal. 38/
Aside from t)(at, Im doing good! I think Ive )(eard you mentioned a few times around )(ere, but t)(is is a first for me!
You’re honored that a few folks have mentioned you, you didn’t think your influence reached this far!
(Honestly you didn’t even know you had influence…💧)
You’re MSPA READER. But most people like calling you reader for short
You are, essentially, a friend! You’ve befriended, at least at several intervals, almost every friend she knows!
You also heard about her through some more…ghostly friends, including an old ghosty Aradia. And now you’re planning to come visit her in her side of the dream bubbles!
That is, if she doesn’t mind!
Yea)(! Youre t)(e fry w)(o pulled t)(at stunt on t)(e GR-E-EN SUN rig)(t? Youre somet)(ing infamous around t)(e ring, for better or worse.
Well if you can find your way out )(ere I wouldnt mind seeing you in person, if you know so muc)( about me, its only fair i get to know about you!
Oh! Even that got shared around?
Yep, that was you! honestly, you’re still surprised you kept kicking when you did that.
It won’t be hard to meet her, infact…..
The message to feferi ends there, as you, in your home, prepares to meet this feferi. channeling Retcon and your FGship (First GuardianShip) to zero in this specific feferi (think ala instant transmission)
Specifically, you choose to SNAP behind her, in an attempt to surprise the fuchsia blood, clearly she’ll probably be like the others you’ve met, possibly a little taller?
Right?
Travelling over to the Peixes he'd find himself in a LODAG-esque bubble, complete with the giant fishbowl and her castlehive in the center.
As for her respiteblock; it's no different from a standard fef's at first, but on closer inspection the scale is waaayy off, almost like looking through a funhouse mirror version of her room with everything being warped to be comically taller or wider.
And in the middle stands the Heiress herself in the ghostly abundant flesh, a pseudo-giant towering over him at around 20 feet. Though from the back, he'd only be able to see about half of that before the two wrecking ball sized fishcakes eclipse everything above.
In her god-tier garb the striped tights wrapped around every curve of her wide hips and thunder thighs, while dress of the witch outfit only came to about halfway down the bloat of her ass, essentially turning it into a makeshift skirt.
SLOSH….SLOSH…CHURRRRRNNNN…
Sometimes you forget that one of your friends is directly related to the thickest ancestor you know..
It’s a very good thing you’ve learned how to tuck your balls under your hoodie, otherwise, you’d be making a real audio mess right now.
you couldn’t deny it, feferi almost looked like a giant cheerleader to you, and you can free the pre from you tip seeping into the inside part of your hoodie from that fact alone…
Still, despite your height differences, you’d hate to keep the peixes waiting, you call out her name, letting her now you’re here now.
"O)(!!!"
Feferi springs up, getting caught off-guard by her quasi-friend's sudden appearance, landing "lightly" on her feet with a THUD that quakes through her hive.
After regaining her balance she turns to Reader, giving him a full view of her front this time, the classic Life symbol stretched to hell and back around her colossal chest.
"I didnt t)(ink youd get )(ere so fast! I t)(oug)(t t)(e ring was )(arder to navigate?"
@the-sboob-archives
Something you generally learn about paradox space is that, regardless of how tampered something may be, everything will always be connected, everything will always be entertwined in some way
This goes for skass and its entities, different as it may be from skaia, at its core, it is still a skaia based entity, ergo, still connected to paradox space and it’s happening, even if how it’s connected is altered
This is to say, it’s no wonder then, how while the feferi is distracted during her time in the dream bubbles, a gaggle (3-5) of seemingly deleted ninja clothed chalk imps manage to sneak into the giant troll’s hive and start to sneak around it with her none the wiser, none of them reaching her knees in height, and one of them barley even reaching her ankle, they simply have one goal.
Steal as much as they can, or at least go out gooning if they get caught
Unfortunately for Feferi, this is where the downsides of her size come in; her colossal assets essentially creating a large blind spot from her front to her back, leaving plenty of free space for the imp gang to move around with the fuchsia being none the wiser.
3 of the imps do their role, running off around the hive to properly loot the mini giantess’s ghost palace, leaving 2 of them to properly take in the fushcia
To the second ‘shortest’ and second ‘tallest’ of the raid group, their programmed minds rewrite almost instantly, the sheer arousal the sight of the fushcia imparts in them enough to realign their entire wants,
Imp A. The second shortest, simply stand on ground level, just barely above her ankle, it’s little imp mind unable to register anything but immediate hands in pants jacking off, to it, feferi was the true treasure, complete and utter fap fuel
Imp B. However, had more ambitious goals, as their clawed (but not too sharp) hands latched at feferi’s skin, it started to climb feferi shadow of the colossus style, starting at their sides in attempting to reach the sides of their hips, it had much better ambitions then Imp A. And by god, if A had to be the distraction to do it if she notices them, by god will he use it
Luckily for the imps, Feferi's hive doubles as a wildlife facility, so she's pretty used to hearing oceanic fauna scurrying around her block and passed them off as some rowdy critters she'll have to round up later.
As for the remaining two, specifically the wannabe mountaineer; she simply assumed it was a too-friendly cuttlefish getting to know her, paying him little mind. Humming and hips swaying as she went back to her business.
Imp B simply tightens their grip, claws holding on despite the swaying hips, eventually managing to reach those glorious, glorious cheeks, hopping onto one and taking out a small, surprisingly portable camera, snapping a picture of the vast ass cleavage in front of them, really gotta make you wonder how they got one of those.
Imp A, continues to goon, their balls clenching as they let their forked tongue out, reeling their head back as the sight of those swaying cheeks makes them imagine feferi giving them a lapdance, squating low and hanging their cheeks over it’s entire body, letting out gargled imp noises that probably would translate to something like “Trollsow” “Fushcia Slut” and “Like mother like daughter”. All that jazz
Two imps filled with bounds of hubris, applied through different applications.
"G-E-EZ you buoys are lively today arent you?"
Of course she wouldn't know a thing Imp A is saying, even if the sounds obviously couldn't come from a 'cuttlefish', Feferi wasn't exactly one for keeping track of how many creatures were actually under her care.
"Feeding time is in an )(our… but if you cant wait t)(en you can )(elp yours)(ellf!"
She moves down to grab some snacks for the loudmouth critters, though without turning around, essentially leaves herself posed in one hell of a low squat, leaving the heiress haunchfat on full display for both imps.
@the-sboob-archives
Something you generally learn about paradox space is that, regardless of how tampered something may be, everything will always be connected, everything will always be entertwined in some way
This goes for skass and its entities, different as it may be from skaia, at its core, it is still a skaia based entity, ergo, still connected to paradox space and it’s happening, even if how it’s connected is altered
This is to say, it’s no wonder then, how while the feferi is distracted during her time in the dream bubbles, a gaggle (3-5) of seemingly deleted ninja clothed chalk imps manage to sneak into the giant troll’s hive and start to sneak around it with her none the wiser, none of them reaching her knees in height, and one of them barley even reaching her ankle, they simply have one goal.
Steal as much as they can, or at least go out gooning if they get caught
Unfortunately for Feferi, this is where the downsides of her size come in; her colossal assets essentially creating a large blind spot from her front to her back, leaving plenty of free space for the imp gang to move around with the fuchsia being none the wiser.
3 of the imps do their role, running off around the hive to properly loot the mini giantess’s ghost palace, leaving 2 of them to properly take in the fushcia
To the second ‘shortest’ and second ‘tallest’ of the raid group, their programmed minds rewrite almost instantly, the sheer arousal the sight of the fushcia imparts in them enough to realign their entire wants,
Imp A. The second shortest, simply stand on ground level, just barely above her ankle, it’s little imp mind unable to register anything but immediate hands in pants jacking off, to it, feferi was the true treasure, complete and utter fap fuel
Imp B. However, had more ambitious goals, as their clawed (but not too sharp) hands latched at feferi’s skin, it started to climb feferi shadow of the colossus style, starting at their sides in attempting to reach the sides of their hips, it had much better ambitions then Imp A. And by god, if A had to be the distraction to do it if she notices them, by god will he use it
Luckily for the imps, Feferi's hive doubles as a wildlife facility, so she's pretty used to hearing oceanic fauna scurrying around her block and passed them off as some rowdy critters she'll have to round up later.
As for the remaining two, specifically the wannabe mountaineer; she simply assumed it was a too-friendly cuttlefish getting to know her, paying him little mind. Humming and hips swaying as she went back to her business.
@the-sboob-archives
Something you generally learn about paradox space is that, regardless of how tampered something may be, everything will always be connected, everything will always be entertwined in some way
This goes for skass and its entities, different as it may be from skaia, at its core, it is still a skaia based entity, ergo, still connected to paradox space and it’s happening, even if how it’s connected is altered
This is to say, it’s no wonder then, how while the feferi is distracted during her time in the dream bubbles, a gaggle (3-5) of seemingly deleted ninja clothed chalk imps manage to sneak into the giant troll’s hive and start to sneak around it with her none the wiser, none of them reaching her knees in height, and one of them barley even reaching her ankle, they simply have one goal.
Steal as much as they can, or at least go out gooning if they get caught
Unfortunately for Feferi, this is where the downsides of her size come in; her colossal assets essentially creating a large blind spot from her front to her back, leaving plenty of free space for the imp gang to move around with the fuchsia being none the wiser.
Well ain’t this a surprise!
A Feferi that god tiered! You swear, seeing god tiered versions of your friends is always a treat
How is the peixes? It feels like it’s been FOREVER since she’s met a version of her.
I always forget how big of a deal ac)(ieving cod-tier is, when you can )(ardly go TWO S-ECONDS without bumping into one in t)(is place it loses some appeal. 38/
Aside from t)(at, Im doing good! I think Ive )(eard you mentioned a few times around )(ere, but t)(is is a first for me!
You’re honored that a few folks have mentioned you, you didn’t think your influence reached this far!
(Honestly you didn’t even know you had influence…💧)
You’re MSPA READER. But most people like calling you reader for short
You are, essentially, a friend! You’ve befriended, at least at several intervals, almost every friend she knows!
You also heard about her through some more…ghostly friends, including an old ghosty Aradia. And now you’re planning to come visit her in her side of the dream bubbles!
That is, if she doesn’t mind!
Yea)(! Youre t)(e fry w)(o pulled t)(at stunt on t)(e GR-E-EN SUN rig)(t? Youre somet)(ing infamous around t)(e ring, for better or worse.
Well if you can find your way out )(ere I wouldnt mind seeing you in person, if you know so muc)( about me, its only fair i get to know about you!
Oh! Even that got shared around?
Yep, that was you! honestly, you’re still surprised you kept kicking when you did that.
It won’t be hard to meet her, infact…..
The message to feferi ends there, as you, in your home, prepares to meet this feferi. channeling Retcon and your FGship (First GuardianShip) to zero in this specific feferi (think ala instant transmission)
Specifically, you choose to SNAP behind her, in an attempt to surprise the fuchsia blood, clearly she’ll probably be like the others you’ve met, possibly a little taller?
Right?
Travelling over to the Peixes he'd find himself in a LODAG-esque bubble, complete with the giant fishbowl and her castlehive in the center.
As for her respiteblock; it's no different from a standard fef's at first, but on closer inspection the scale is waaayy off, almost like looking through a funhouse mirror version of her room with everything being warped to be comically taller or wider.
And in the middle stands the Heiress herself in the ghostly abundant flesh, a pseudo-giant towering over him at around 20 feet. Though from the back, he'd only be able to see about half of that before the two wrecking ball sized fishcakes eclipse everything above.
In her god-tier garb the striped tights wrapped around every curve of her wide hips and thunder thighs, while dress of the witch outfit only came to about halfway down the bloat of her ass, essentially turning it into a makeshift skirt.
