Chrono Trigger: Shifted (f/f, f/h, monsters, breast expansion, lactation, and more)

After Lavos emerged prematurely and blasted the land on Zeal apart, sending it crashing back to Earth, the Enlightened and the Earthbound were forced to mix once more. While this was an inevitability due to the system the Enlightened operated under being unsustainable, Crono and his companions accelerated the process. They forced Queen Zeal and her cadre to use an untested Mammon Machine which was able to cause the Ocean Palace to rise and become the Black Omen. The energies, both mechanical and magical, that the Black Omen threw off began to alter the small collection of life that survived the catastrophe, continually changing it in subtle ways that over the course of 13,000 years led to a different kind of World.

Prologue

Crono’s mom started walking up the stairs of her small house just as Leene’s Bell started to ring. The sound made her nipples harden at the memory of festivals past, it was the one twenty years earlier that she had gotten pregnant with her daughter. She smiled at the covered form of her child as she walked over to the window and pulled the curtains open, filling the room with the morning sun. She walked over to the bed and kneeled next to it, setting her generous chest on the edge of the mattress. “Come on, sleepyhead, it’s time to get up.”

Crono pulled the blanket down off of her face and blinked against the bright light. She looked up into the kind face of her mother and smiled at the older woman. “Would you like some breakfast before you head out to the fair?” Crono nodded in reply and her mother undid the top of her apron, letting the thin cloth fall down to reveal her head-sized breasts. Crono rolled onto her side and placed her mouth over her mother’s nipple and began to suckle. Her mother placed a hand on the back of her head, running her fingers through the long red hair of her daughter as she watched her nurse. She smiled contentedly and looked over the body of her child; she had grown into a fine young woman with long legs, wide hips, a round ass, a thin waist, and though her bust wasn’t quite up to the same level as her mother’s she hadn’t yet stopped growing and it would increase even more when she had a child of her own.

When Crono switched to her right breast she couldn’t hold back any longer and slid a hand under her apron to tease her slit. She couldn’t help herself; she always got horny whenever someone sucked on her nipples. She knew she should be able to control herself better, especially around her daughter, but no matter how hard she tried she just never could. Crono didn’t help matters any when she started caressing her tits, making sure to rub and pull on her sensitive nipples. As the heat rose to her cheeks and her breath quickened she slipped a few fingers into her steaming snatch and with the wet sounds of her self-love filling the small room she climaxed.

It took her a moment or two to recover and when she did she saw her lovely daughter smiling up at her with a hand between her own legs, rubbing at her own folds slowly. Crono sat up and kissed her mother, snaking a tongue into her mouth and grabbing onto the bubbly butt of the older woman before getting out of bed and searching for the outfit she wanted to wear to the fair. Her mother retied the apron and, with a bounce in her step, walked back downstairs.

Crono pulled out a pile of clothes and dropped them onto her bed, rifling through the ball of cloth until she found what she was looking for: a forest green camisole, a sky blue miniskirt, and a stretchy pair of thigh-high canary yellow socks. Because her grapefruit-sized boobs were still growing she hadn’t bothered to buy a bra in a while and though it would be nice to have them presented properly the low-cut top would do the job well enough. She left all of her panties in the pile because this was the millennial fair and they would only get in the way of all the throbbing cocks that she hoped would be coming her way.

Once dressed she stood in front of her mirror and posed a bit before nodding to herself in satisfaction and started to brush her hair. The mid-back length crimson locks had been a source of jealousy for others for a long time, not only because of the color but also the natural sheen and the fullness it had. She pursed her thick lips and blew a kiss to herself in the mirror, turning herself on a bit with the clear blue eyes and small nose that gave her a youthful but sultry appearance. She sat down on her bed and pulled out the brown leather boots from beneath, slipping her feet into them before standing up on the two inch heels; slightly shorter than she usually wore but she suspected she’d be doing quite a bit of walking today. On her way down the

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