As the night wore on...

Eleanor unconsciously threw away the sheets covering her body as she felt her body temperature increasing. And slowly but surely, unbeknownst to her.

There were subtle changes gradually appearing as her breasts, which were already impressive, began to swell and grow along with the rest of her body.

The Beautiful red hair of Her grew even longer than it was before, almost becoming longer than her whole body.

Her legs became longer and sexier as her height increased, along with her ass becoming more plump and round, the cheeks growing to become fuller and inviting.

Her features also seemed to drastically improve as her already beautiful face became more beautiful and mature, as the lines of her jaw and cheekbones became sharper and more defined, while her lips seemed to become more sensually juicy.

Eleanor's hips expanded and rounded, becoming dangerously curvaceous. Each curve, like the work of a master artisan, was perfectly sculpted. Her waist narrowed gradually, becoming an incredibly sexy midsection that flowed seamlessly into the wide, fertile expanse of her hips, getting the perfect Hourglass figure.

Then, as the final touch, a mark of a heart pierced by a arrow appeared like a burning imprint on the skin of the upper cleavage.

Similar transformations were happening to Iris as well, but perhaps not as dramatically.

Her body was also growing subtly, becoming more curvier and more Voluptuous with each passing of the hour.

But there was something else more important happening to Eleanor as she unconsciously bit her lips and caressed her lower abdomen near her womb.

She buried her face in Valerian's chest, subconsiously guided his hands to caress her stomach, and after she had his hands on her, she finally relaxed into his embrace.

Not knowing she is soon going to experience the biggest change in her life.

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Morning arrived

Or at the equivalent of morning in the Night kingdom, where the sky becomes dark purple instead of blue.

"Yawn..." Eleanor yawned as she stirred up from the bed and rubbed her eyes sleepily and stretched her body.

While stretching, she found an unfamiliar feeling, like something was unusual, but her eyes were still blurry as she was still half asleep.

She swung her legs over the side of the bed and got up with an awkward motion.

She noticed the unusual height she was viewing things from, and not to mention something massive blocked her view of below.

But before she could realise the change in her body...

A sudden wave of nausea washed over her as she clapped a hand over her mouth and felt the urge to vomit rising in her throat.

Then, without any hesitation, she quickly ran towards the toilet and barged open the door, barely making it in time before she emptied the contents of her stomach into the bowl.

"Ugh, that was Close," she panted while kneeling on the floor as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

'But why did I vomit like that this early in the morning? Vampires don't usually puke out like that. Eleanor couldn't help but wonder what was happening to her and what caused this sudden bout of sickness.

'Thank goodness I only drank Blood last night or else...' She shivered at the thought.

"Huh? Eleanor, is that you?" Eleanor heard a voice from the back and turned her face around to see a woman with Chocolate skin, a woman with Fluffy ears and tail, standing there with a look of shock while she had a toothbrush in her hand.

It was Iris, obviously.

After all, which werewolf could even have the gall to be in her husband's bedroom?

But something was incredibly wrong...

The werewolf's appearance had changed drastically overnight as her dark chocolate skin seemed to glow with an inner radiance, and her curves were even more pronounced and toned than before.

Eleanor blinked her eyes in dumbfounded as she gazed at her magnificent chest as it strained around the fabric of the oversized t-shirt she was wearing.

Those massive tits looked incredibly firm and gravity-defying defying along with her ass being even more impressive than before, the cheeks being round and pert beneath the hem of her clothes.

And her face...

'Why do I feel wet?' Eleanor thought in disbelief as she looked at the incredibly attractive face, along with the golden eyes sparkling like they might consume her in them.

"Who the fuck are you?" Eleanor demanded, wiping the drool that subconsciously formed on her mouth as she stared at Iris in disbelief.

Iris blinked, seemingly just as shocked, if not more, as she could barely believe the one kneeling on the floor before her was Eleanor.

"I was about to ask you the same thing," She muttered a reply as her expression was still shocked.

She set the brush in her hand down on the sink and gazed back at Eleanor as her eyes widened more and more the more she checked.

"Eleanor...Look at yourself first," she muttered, gesturing towards the mirror placed above the sink.

"You look...entirely different, or should I say all grown up in every way, your changes make my own drastic improvement in physique feel minor in comparison".

Eleanor stood immidietly and loomed into the mirror only for her jaw to drop in utter bewilderment.

"Just what in the name of the crimson moon?" She muttered in disbelief as she saw het reflection.

The woman staring back at her was taller than she remembered herself to be, with a figure that was both deadly and alluring.

Her proportions were incredibly perfect with long legs, a dangerously sexy waist, and extremely massive breasts that seemed to defy gravity as they clung to her body, jiggling at every movement.

But the most surprising part for Eleanor was her face, as it caught her off guard. The features resembled her own yet somehow better, as if they had been refined by a godly craftsman overnight.

And those eyes, those mesmerizing crimson eyes of hers, were shining in a way that made her own self jealous as if she still couldn't believe it was her own face.

"Oh my Darling!" Eleanor breathed, reaching a hand to touch her cheeks as she blushed and blurted out, "I look like... My mother is ten times more beautiful," She exclaimed as she examined her body carefully.

Yes, she knew how much she looked like her mother after she was her daughter...But her body never managed to compare to hers or even her older sisters, who all had that goddess-like body and absurdly big assets.

However, now she was the one who looked much better than her entire family.

Eleanor giggled subconsciously as her gaze drifted down, taking in the sight of her enhanced physique. Her hands reached up instinctively, grasping her boobs that gracefully sat proud on her chest.

"They are incredibly Soft and I don't even feel uncomfortable as if they...weigh nothing," She muttered as she squeezed the soft flesh gently.

She crossed her arms under the pair of tits and examined their size, which left her speechless.

They were incredibly big, surpassing Iris's previous size and nearly Matching Eva's or Alicia's pair.

'Still not as big as those two cows, ' she grumbled and side-glanced at Iris.

'At least they are now comparable to her,' she muttered as she began to wonder.

"How is this possible?" Eleanor muttered and looked again at the mirror, the heavy globes of her chest bouncing at the most subtle movement.

They felt firm and full like ripe Watermelons in summer. And those nipples...They were sexier and darker than before as they stood out prominently against her smooth skin.

She turned towards Iris while holding her breasts out proudly." Look at these things," she said with a mixture of awe and disbelief.

"They are massive!".

Iris looled blankly and nodded with a sigh...

"Yes, they are massive, but you are ignoring a glaringly suspicious thing on your chest in your excitement," Iris muttered, pointing towards a unique symbol on her chest.

"What is this?" She muttered as her gaze fell on the red heart-like mark pierced by an arrow on her cleavage.

"I don't know that mark also appeared on me," Iris spoke equally confused and showed her abs, which had the same mark on them.

Eleanor shuddered as reality hit her...

Is someone pranking them?

Or is it a result of something sinister?

"Do you think that someone drugged us with a beautifying or sexyfying potion? Maybe it's Alice after all, she and that Elf bitch are the only ones to have such a beautiful physique," Eleanor speculated and shook her head.

"Eva won't do that. Alice cares about others more than she does about herself, so not her as well." She then paused and muttered with a nervous look, "Maybe it's because our husband," she gazed up at Eleanor with her face sweaty with nervousness.

"It's just my speculation, but I may actually have the answer," She said with a trembling voice.

"I think Valerian, Our Husband, is..." Iris paused as the words stuck in her throat before she managed to speak out.

"Is not a Mortal.."

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