CHAPTER II
Leadership Position: Not the only thing she fills out nicely!

"Oh shit that hurt… probably gonna leave a bump too…" Merrel said rubbing the back of his head.

Behind him a thick patch of cave moss that was clinging to the wall felt the same way...

"Now what was I doing…" The dwarf looked around before realizing what was going on. "GHARZIA!" He exclaimed as he heard the snapping sound of lots of teeth coming together.

"Noooooooooo… oooo shit… what if he heard me…" The dwarf exclamated softly… "I don’t wanna end up dragon dung…"

And then he felt the ground below him move and roll as an huge echoing ‘THUD’ hit him across the face knocking him back down on his bare ass. "….ouch…"

Rubbing his ass as he kneeled as he worked at standing up again. Where he then started staggered around trying to get his balance. "Gharzia? Gharzia?"

"…merrel…?" A week voice moaned.

"GHARZIA?" He cried as he climbed over part of the dragon’s tail. "Stevens? What the hells?"

The dwarf glanced down from atop the tail at the monk, Akiyo Stevens. "What the Hells are you doing alive?"

"…uhh… I’m happy to see you too..." He said in a deadpan tone, " I was kinda hopping for Gharzia too actually… ouch!" He winced sitting up.

"I thought you drank poison?"

"Same here… but I think it was just an knock out drug…"

Merrel sniffed the monk’s breath, "Nope, that’s ale! Troll Ale… no wonder you were knocked out! That would give me at least a bad belly ache and a hangover!"

"Speaking of belly… where are your clothes?" The monk squinted his eyes to keep from seeing more than he wanted too. Which in truth is hard on a dwarf because of all the hair.

"It’s weird, trust me! The more important question is ‘where’s Gharzia’!"

"Do you think the dragon could have got her?" Akiyo paused… "Speaking of which…" He looked over the still form of the beast. "…………"

"I think he’s dead…" Tried to peer over the mounds of gold.

"Come on! Help me look for the head!" He said waddling up the slope.

Akiyo braced himself on the dragon’s motionless tail, and tried to avert his eyes from Merrel’s fuzzy butt.

"Okay, just slow down… Oh gods I will never drink again..."

"Gharzia! Gharzia!" Merrel shouted as they neared the top of the main pile of lot. Reaching it after a few slips and stumbles they looked around until they saw it,

"HOLY SHIT!" Both exclaimed as they looked upon the dragon’s head, completely motionless and void of life. A thin trail of blood dripped from the corners of his mouth as they aproached it cautiously.

"What the Hells happened?"

"I happened…" A faint voice was heard, "…now get me out of here…"

"Gharzia?" Merrel slid down the now smooth golden slope. Very fortunate that the metals had cooled so quickly!

"Where are you" Akiyo inquired as he peered around.

"In here!" She cried wedging an arm out between two teeth.

"How the Hells did you get in there? And what did you do to the dragon?" Merrel asked. "Ah skip it, that can wait, I’ve got a plan!" He said pointing a finger Merrel then blasted at the dragon’s teeth.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" Gharzia exclaimed as she jumped back towards the throat, "Merrel stop it before you get me cooked! I’ve got a better plan!"

"That’s new!" Akiyo stated to Merrel, "Is that the weird story?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "Very impressive!"

"Yep… so what do you think she’s gonna do?"

"Donno- Ewww…" Akiyo’s face contorted as he watched as the dragon’s eye split open.

A thick white goo oozed out of the gash, along with Gharzia, who was covered with purple… stuff…

"What the Hells?"

"His scales and shit was magical. Nothing was gonna scratch ‘em! But I figured that the roof of his mouth probably wasn’t so tough! Nor his eyes!" Gharzia said triumphantly, whipping herself off, along with her dagger.

"So what’s purp-"

"Dragon brains! Care for a bite? I’ve heard they’re not bad!" She laughed flicked some at them. "By the way, nice to see you’re still alive Akiyo." Gharzia added, as she retrieved her sword.

"It’s good to be alive… So did you potion not affect you at all Gharzia? Feel any different?" The monk inquired.

"Nope, musta been a dud! I have an odd pain in my chest, but that just might be heartburn. That boar we had back in town tasted a bit odd to me…"

"That’s because you had yours soaked in ale!" Merrel said.

"So did you!" Gharzia retorted.

"Yeah, but dwarven ale compliments all manners of food. The stuff you had could be used to clean plate mail!"

"Yeah… yeah… yeah… Very fun-" Gharzia stopped in mid laugh and started clutching her chest.

"Gharzia?"

The great orc dropped to her knees as the burning sensation grew more intense. "Oh bugger... bad... boar..." She muttered before the pain was too intense to speak. Falling back she felt the heat swelling in various ways throughout her breasts as the chain-mail top she wore suddenly became incredibly tight and dug into her flesh.

Grasping at it hoping to pop it open she was surprised even further as she felt her nipples protruding from the holes at leash an inch. "..............?" And then the leather straps holding it on snapped! Sending the metal top into the air. Leaving her big green breasts open for all to see.

"What the Hells?" Merrel stammered.

"They're... they’re getting bigger?" Akiyo floundered.

And together they watch in astonishment as the Gharzia convulsed on the floor while her tits continued to swell… enormously. Moments before they could have been referred to as cantaloupes in size… but now they matched watermelons in booth size, and color, and perhaps even as tasty… if not more! While her nipples puffed up and poked out, rock hard and at least a couple inches long, almost as if they were staring back at the two men as they gazed in awe or their leader. Her sweaty body lay still, as her newly augmented chest heaved with each breath.

"That’s some potion..*." Akiyo mussed in bewilderment.

"I'll say......." Merrel said, hopping that Akiyo didn't notice what was going on below his waist. Oh damn... not enough hair down there... He thought, noticing a breeze. Oh bugger....

".......stupid celibacy..." The monk damned under his haggard breath. Also facing the dwarf's problem, but in a much more... clothed way.

"So Meri why are you naked?" A shadow behind the two asked nonchalantly, "I don't see any sheep here…"

"Not now Garren!" The dwarf barked, "…Gerren?"

*Fenwick's Notes: Yeppers, that sure was some potion! And why, you might ask why someone would create a potion that made a women's breast that big? Well for starters think if it as the breast enhancement of the 1390's, and then think of it this way: A little dab will do ya! Or for the male version: A little will go a long way! And if there where warning labels in that day and age one might say: Quaffing the whole thing may cause freaky funky side effects! Use as directed! (Well it might not say 'freaky funky' but I would, and it's my story!).