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Solitude. Nothing except for the dancing snowflakes moved in the stillness of the Icelandic tundra, swirling across the white ground while performing various shapes in the cold, fresh air. Most animals were resting deep within their nests, hiding from the bite of the winter that could so easily sink its fangs into the fire of life. No, this expanse would not be traversed by any earthly creature tonight. However, as fate would have it, something that hadn’t originated from Earth was crossing the frosty wasteland, fighting against whatever nature put up against it. Or perhaps it would be more accurate to describe it as “her”. 

It had been a rough climb but as the outcropping loomed over her, Seija was very glad that she had made it. The storm raging outside had only gotten worse and despite her hardy nature she really needed a moment’s break. Having a body temperature around 10 degrees celcius helps but that doesn’t stop exhaustion from creeping up on her after hours upon hours of trecking. No, it was time for rest and this spot would shield against the wind well enough. She took the small backpack off her shoulder and threw out the sleeping bag, putting is as close to the wall as she could. Then it was just a matter of undressing, which wouldn’t be too hard.

While being an alien from a whole other planet, Seija Coldborn didn’t look much different compared to any human. The most telling difference would be the naturally white hair that trailed down her neck, just like all her fellow Norvagen. They lived on the ice planet of Norvos, where blizzards and snowfall was common all over. Iceland sort of reminded her of her home planet actually, making her pretty comfortable in the enviroment to the point where she even felt a bit homesick. Her body was out of this world as well, tall and trained to handle the harsh climate of the tundras while sporting a large pair of breasts that would surely draw the attention of all gym members to whatever training facility she visited. Seija had to admit that her chest was the favorite part of her body though to the point where she could get randy just from staring down at them for a while. 

Finally the camp was set up, although it was hardly a camp to start with. Just her backpack and leather clothes resting against the sleeping bag to block the wind somewhat. At this pace she would reach her goal tomorrow; a newly erupted volcano far out in the wilderness, spotted by a satelite. Researchers had been frantic about setting up a team as soon as it was discovered but as luck would have it Seija had been in Iceland for a sightseeing trip and had been quick enough to set out on her own journey before anyone had even managed to hire anyone daring to ride all the way out to it. Most likely she would even be the first one to arrive at the location if things went according to plan. But alas, that would have to be tomorrow and the sleeping bag looked awfully inviting for the almost nude woman, her underwear as white as her hair.

Seija had just crouched down when she noticed something peculiar about the rock wall however. While it looked solid, giving it a small push was enough to send a meter-wide section of it backwards. It almost seemed like a hidden door but closer examination allowed her to see that tiny, tiny cracks had been building up along and were now giving in. But to what? After having given the rock a few shoves the segment fell inwards, revealing a spectacular sight that would have made most speleologists cream their pants. It was a perfectly round cave, the middle of it lit up by a hole far up in the ceiling where tiny snowflakes fell down before melting against the patch of green plants and grass that was in the center. It was considerably warmer and no wind blew in from the ceiling hole. An untouched wonder of nature in mini format. 

No surprise that Seija was excited! While she certainly had nothing against sleeping outside under the overhang, this was like a paradise. She quickly grabbed a hold of her stuff and dragged them inside before lifting up the rock she had removed and putting it against the entrance, blocking any pesky cold from blowing in. Part of her wanted to go to rest right away, while another wanted to explore her new surroundings. Perhaps the later was for the best, incase she’d find something useful. Or dangerous.

The chamber was about twenty meters across with the patch of plants occupying about ten in the center. Not that there seemed to be anything else of importance, the blue walls appearing to be the same all around. “Hmm… Very peculiar…” she said to herself as she crouched down to inspect the greenery. While she couldn’t say that she had much knowledge about Earth’s flora it looked like they were blueberry plants, except instead of the name-giving color they had a purple hue instead. Huh, odd. The meadow seemed to be filled with them actually. In that case surely it wouldn’t hurt giving one a taste, and if it was nasty she could just spit it out, right? It would most likely beat the jerky treats she had packed as provisions either way.

It did, and it was delicious. She had taken a single berry and before she knew it there were ten more in her mouth, her teeth grinding out the sweet juice from them. Seija couldn’t help herself, hands grabbing for more berries until she had stuffed her cheeks with them, purple fluids running down her chin and onto the ground. That would have to be enough (for now) though she decided and sat down in the middle of the glade, squishing some purple onto the back of her panties. Yep, this was a great find indeed. Perhaps she could get the properties for this place or something and make a profit selling jam. A bit of an odd profession for an alien but hey, let a girl dream. 

By then she had finished her mouthful, but something else was starting to catch her interest. Was it just her or was the cave getting warmer? To answer that question her stomach gave off a gurgle and gave off a quick, sharp pain. Letting out a grunt she tried to hold her hand to where the pain had come from, only to find out that it wasn’t the cave growing warmer, but she instead. Oh no, had the berries been poisonous? Before she had a chance to think more about it her chest gave off the same quick pain, only this time it gave a pretty comfortable tingle as it faded away. She moved her hands up to her breasts and cupped them, feeling them warming up as well. As if on cue her nipples got a spark of the same stimuli but now it was entirely pleasuring, causing her to gasp and squeeze her orbs in response.

Seija shifted so that she sat on her knees and without being able to help it her hands started to squeeze and knead her large spheres, pinching the hardened nipples through her bra. Soft moans began to roll out of her mouth as she started to feel warm all over, tempo increasing with the delight she was giving herself. Something was starting to feel wrong though. Even though her hands kept on working as much as they could on her breasts, they didn’t seem to be able to get quite the same grip as she was used to. When she glanced down she could easily find out why; her chest was growing! They were already straining the bra to the point where it was digging into her back so she moved her hands back and began to fumble with the clasp. She wouldn’t need to however as the strain got too much and the strap broke, allowing her breasts to jiggle freely into view. Each had grown to the size of her head and were still going, sending small ecstatic signals through her body and turning her on even further. For some reason she didn’t even have the thought to dip her hands down into her panties, instead just focusing on the ever growing mounds that weighted on her. 

Yet her body craved more, and more she would get. As her breasts had reached the size of training balls, two small spots began to appear a bit above her nipples. She hardly paid attention to them at first but soon they got more and more pronounced and perky until she realized much to her surprise that she was growing a second pair of nipples. To accomodate the change her breasts seemed to slowly split, dividing to form two pairs out of one. Her hands quickly began to alternate between the four orbs, the pleasure growing with each squeeze and flick of her nubs until she could feel her brain almost overloading. Even though her cunt hadn’t been touched through the whole ordeal she came, soaking her panties with her juices and causing her to pant for air. But it wasn’t enough. New dark spots appeared on her breasts and soon two pairs had turned into four, and four into eight. Even though each split made them smaller, the breasts easily grew back to their large size so that they could split again. 

Soon Seija’s front was covered in several breasts, her arms stuck inside two of her multiple cleavages but still working. Some had stopped growing and splitting, thus leaving her with breasts of varying (yet still large) size. Nipples had started to grow on other parts of her torso and soon she found herself with breasts appearing on her back and waist as well. Since they were coming directly from her body they seemed to have no plan to divide, leaving her backside covered by giant tits compared to her front. There was no way she would be able to move now but she had no problem with that, frantically rutting against the ground so that her enormous teats would get more stimuli. The berries weren’t done with her though which soon became appearant as all of a sudden her shoulders began to ache just like her stomach had. A pulsating feeling went through her body as her cells began to multiply along that region as well but this time it didn’t seem to be a pair of breasts growing. After an agonizingly long minute, a nose and eyes began to appear on each protrution, hair growing at an alarming rate. Soon two heads had appeared on Seija’s shoulders, mimicing the one in the middle by looks exactly.
“Well, this was different.”
“Yeah.” the one on the right answered, glancing at the other two.
“Guess I need company if I am going to be here like this.” the left on replied, a bit more cheerful than necessary. “I’m sure we’ll be able to get out of here tomorrow!”
“And how do you plan to do that?”, middle-Seija asked but was then silenced by a choir of moans as her right hand had found a nipple to rub at. Screw volcanoes, Seija was going to enjoy this ride until the very end of it.

The rock slowly slid out of the way, although no one was outside to notice the movement. Seija stepped out and arched her back, saluting the sun that was now warming the tundra with its rays. A few days had passed yet she seemed no different, other than that her breasts had grown quite a lot in size compared to the week before. She had no longer any wish to visit that volcano as some scientist had probably already gotten to it. No, she had other plans in mind.

It was time to make jam.