Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas, everybody!!

As promised, here's an assortment of my new Daz renders. I started working on a Black Widow render, just as an experiment to see how closely I could come to matching the live-action version. 

And it turned out so well, I just kept working and came up with this whole little sequence. I wanted to caption it all, but ended up running a bit low on time, what with the holidays and all.

So I've put what caption text I have, but it's admittedly a little bare-bones. But I really wanted to post these as a Christmas present for you all, so hopefully the artwork will make up for a simplistic caption.

I spent ages making these renders, and I'm quite happy with how they've turned out. These are just a fraction of what I ended up making, but most have lighting errors or clothing tearing or other problems. Still, I have several alternatives, and other renders, and I'll be posting them and full-size versions of these pictures on the Patreon. The full size pics are over 5mb each, and about double the resolution of these.

Please let me know what you think of all this, particularly the artwork. I'm lacking a lot of props I need, and so far I'm pretty much stuck with breast expansion themes, as I can't do much else just yet.

I'll try to get a proper cap up before the weekend, time permitting. I've had a few ideas for a sequel/continuation to Bride and Prejudice, so it'll probably be that.

And other than that, I want to wish you all a very merry Christmas. :-)

- B-Rex

"No offense doc, but how sure are you that this will work? I've seen what happens when these 'mad scientist' experiments turn out... badly." Natasha eyed the woman cautiously.

Doctor Benz smiled back at the government assassin-turned-superheroine. "As sure as we can be. We've had great results from our primate testing, but you are technically the first human subject. So there may be some unforeseen side-effects. Naturally, we'd prefer to test it more, but the nanites cost a fortune, and even Stark Industries has its limits. Our funding is nearly dry; if we weren't so far along already, I doubt Mr. Stark would've signed off on this test."

She tapped the syringe, carefully pushing any air from the needle, but not allowing even a drop of the precious liquid inside to escape.

"Well, if this works as well as expected, I'm sure Tony will be happy to expand your funding for more complete trials," Natasha offered. "If he doesn't, I'll have a little... chat with him."

"Thank you, Miss Romanov. This technology has far more applications than just helping you heroes, of course. We could save millions of lives. The enhanced healing ability alone...." Doctor Benz paused, then frowned. "Hmm... I'm going to need access to an artery."

Natasha forced a smile to her lips; she'd been trying to work on her people skills lately.

"Romanoff, actually, but call me Nat. And sorry about the uniform. I'd have changed into something more convenient, but something came up at the last moment at work... well, that's classified. Just pull my glove down a bit, and don't worry about bandages or whatever."

"Ah, thank you, Nat." She slipped the tight, Spectra-enhanced glove down the agent's muscular arm, and quickly found a suitable artery. "Now, this will sting...."

The doctor emptied the syringe into the SHIELD agent's exposed arm and hastily slid her glove back in place.

Natasha fought back an urge to rub the fresh wound. The injection had stung quite a bit, actually, as the thick sugary fluid entered her bloodstream, billions of microscopic robots carried along with it.

A warming sensation slowly ran up her arm from the injection site, spreading across her upper chest.

"Any discomfort?" Natasha shook her head. "Good. Well, the full effects of the nanites will take about six hours to develop, but you should start to see an effect within the next few minutes. Assuming they work at all, of course."

Natasha sighed, waiting, and increasingly ignoring the heat building in her chest. "What sort of effects should I expect, Tony--er, Mr. Stark, wasn't exactly clear on the details."

Which wasn't exactly true; he'd explained, but she'd understood only one in every five words. He was on a real 'I'm smarter than everyone' bent lately, even by his standards. Natasha suspected he wasn't getting it from Pepper the last few weeks, and all that pent up energy was going to his head.

"Well, our research is built on the little data left from the original Super Soldier Formula project, plus a lot of genetic engineering from certain... extraordinary individuals." Doctor Benz frowned. "Sorry, we don't really like to use the M-word here."

"M-word...? Oh, you mean mutants."

"Uh, yes. Some, uh, extraordinary individuals have mutations that mirror similar aspects of the original Super Soldier effects, namely enhanced strength, stamina, speed, muscle-memory development, and most importantly, significantly faster than normal healing factors. If the nanites work as expected, you'll see an all-around improvement in physical strength and endurance, and will be able to rapidly recover from all but the most traumatic injuries."

Natasha nodded, not letting her emotions show on her face. Truth was, she's was actually ecstatic at the idea. For once she'd be truly super in abilities, not just an assassin with some guns and advanced tech, but finally a real, useful member of the team. Maybe not up to Cap's standards, but--

Her thoughts were interrupted by a strange sensation. Her uniform, already snug, was suddenly becoming tight. For a moment she wondered if she'd had too large a lunch before going to the Stark labs.

That theory fell aside quickly. Her suit squeaked, straining across her chest. Natasha reached up, gingerly hefting her breast. It was huge! "What the--"

*ZIPPP!!*

With a sudden explosive release, her uniform zipper tore open, nearly sending her breasts erupting free. "FUCK!!!"

She grabbed her chest frantically, as her suit continued to slip free of her suddenly massive mammaries.

Desperately, she clutched the edges of her suit, trying in vain to pull the bullet-proof material back over her breasts. A fight that quickly turned into a battle to simple prevent the suit pulling even farther apart, as her chest continued to swell before her very eyes.

"What the fuck did you do?!" she roared, anger rapidly replacing her initial shock. Instantly, a hundred scenarios ran through her mind; the doctor was an enemy agent, maybe a leftover Hydra saboteur trying to take her out.

But the doctor looked as startled as she had been. "I don't... this, this shouldn't--"

"Do something!!" Natasha demanded, gritting her teeth as her grip tightened. The pressure was building rapidly; her breasts were pushing the suit beyond its limits to stretch. Any moment now it would give way.

Suddenly her fingers slipped free, losing her grip. Instantly her top exploded open, the zipper shooting southward, fully unzipping her suit.

Her breasts bobbed out before her, already impossibly massive and heavy.  Their bigger than my head!!?!!

Doctor Benz gasped, staring at the agent's rapidly inflating chest, then down at her empty syringe. Then at her tray, with the other, virtually identical syringe, still full.

"Oh shit, I... I must've used the wrong syringe!"

"WHAT?! How could you-- Oh, fuck, what did you inject me with you bitch!!" Natasha gasped in rage as her breasts continued to expand out of control.

"Mr. Stark called just before your appointment, he wanted me to prepare an injection for our other project."

Natasha struggled futilely to pull her inadequate top over her titanic tits. "What project!?!"

"Our program to end world hunger..."

"What the hell does that have to do with making my tits fucking mountains!?!"

Doctor Benz bit her lip, unable to tear her eyes away from the assassin's expanding assets. "Well, mostly we were programming a nanite swarm... to enhance dairy cattle production. By two-thousand percent."

"WHAT!!?!!"

And that's it. Sadly, I don't have a good prop for making a proper lactation render yet. So you'll have to use your imagination, I'm afraid.

- B-Rex