The year was 1687 and Her adopted mother knew there was something very special about Catherine. When she was a baby Catherine had fallen off the horse & buggy that she and her drunken mother were travelling in. She never had a scratch. Years later her mother caught her levitating things with her mind. It was at that time that her adopted mother had decided not to sell her. When she was barely in her teens her mother made her steal for her. Catherine was unnaturally fast. Able to move miles in seconds and able to take things and be gone long before anyone was the wiser. When Catherine was 16 her mother became jealous of her rapidly developing figure and when Catherine was 18 Catherine finally said something to her adopted mother that she had never said before. "No". Catherine was sick and tired of being a slave and she wanted to be her own boss. Her mother only put up with it for a short while. After years of having Catherine steal for her she had accumulated a small fortune and had settled in the eastern Kingdom in a small town named Pronze. War had changed the landscape dramatically and more often then not Pronze would find itself without King. So a King was put into power in Pronze and by the people so that law and order would be maintained.
Catherines mother came home from the tavern. "I have a date with the king" she said excitedly.
Catherine shook her head "He's not even a real King"
"You shut your mouth you little hussy, I've been putting up with your attitude for months. Now do that thing for me!"
Catherine shook her head. "Do it yourself".
"Honestly I don't know why I put up with you any more". There was a breif pause and then her mother stormed over to her and slapped her. "I said do it you little witch!"
Catherine had many abilities but being resistant to pain was not one of them. She stared at her mother angrily and then Catherine's mother breasts became smaller and smaller.
Catherines mother grabbed her chest in panic. "No! What are you doing! You witch!" She screamed and charged Catherine.
Catherine blew at her and Catherine's mother flew against the wall. She looked at Catherine in shock.
Catherine smiled at her, "Things are going to change around here, starting now!" Catherine placed her hands on her hips and before her mothers eyes she began to grow. Catherines waist began to shrink and her breasts began to grow. Standing at 6ft tall her shoulder length black hair began to grow until it reached the top of her perfectly rounded ass. Her golden eyes sparkled and her eye brows arched. Her mother got to her feet and ran out the door.
Later that day Catherine went to the town square to fetch some water. Her mother had hid her for most of her life in dumpy clothes and scarves and masks but that all had changed. She stepped out into the court yard anticipating the reaction of the dozens of people who undoubtebly would be there. Nobody was there, which cofused Catherine a great deal. A single shot echoed through the court yard. Catherine slowed the bullet down with her mind and then reached out and snagged the bullet before it hit her face. Another shot rang out and then another. She slowed both bullets down but then an entire courtyard of people came out of their hiding shouting "Kill the witch!". In her moment of confusion someone had had gotten close enough to her to stab her. The blade pierced through her belly and deep into her stomach. She screamed and she fell to the ground. The crowd kicked and beat her and then dragged her to a pre prepared wooden stake surround by timber and hay. They tied her to that stake and lit her on fire. The fire moved fast on Catherine, before she had a chance to snap through her bondages the fire had quickly ignited her. She screamed in agony as the flames engulfed her entirely. Catherine thrashed around as she fell off the wooden stake and into the mouth of the flames. Her long hair fell in front of her face and she became calm. She grabbed a lock of her hair and inspected it. Her actions being concealed by the intense flames and smoke. Her hair wasn't burning. Not a single hair on her head was scorched in any manner. She looked at her arm which was burning intently. She concentrated on the flames on her arm and the flames subsided and her arm was untouched. She stood up now and embraced the flames. She felt no pain. In fact she enjoyed the warm feeling. Her moment of bliss was interupted by the cheering crowd who no doubt believed her to be dead. The crowd was silenced as Catherine cassually walked out of the flames completely naked. Panic and shock gripped the crowd and a single shot rang out. She felt no fear from the bullet as it moved in on her. The bullet struck her large breast and dimpled it dramatically . Her breast wobbled slightly and then the bullet fell to the ground. Gaurds charged her but most were sensible enough to run. She closed her eyes and thought of a giant barrier that would entrap all that lived in the town. An ivisible barrier formed around the city. Catherine opened eyes and smiled at the gaurds jabbing her with their spears. The strong metal simply deflected off her skin and she smiled at their futile efforts. Her eyes turned to fire and tremendous heat blasted out of them incinerating one of the gaurds inside his armour. The other guard made a run for it and the other stayed to fight. He pulled out his short sword and jabbed it into Catherines perfect belly. He pulled the blade back and stared in shock at its deformity. Catherine smiled at him and then began slowly blowing out her cheeks. The guards skin became tight and he became bigger and bigger as air seemed to blow up his body. He began floating like a balloon high in the sky and then Catherine slapped her cheeks and he exploded. The other guard was almost at the barrier when catherine held out her hand and focused on it. The same guard was now in her hand but he was only 20 cm tall. She smiled as she placed him between her breasts and then began squeezing. Every thought, everything she wanted to happen happened exactly as she wanted it too. She could feel the small soldiers armor compacting between her glorious breasts and it felt wonderful. A priest approached her fearlessly and she eased the pressure on her breasts and let the pancaked solider fall to the ground. The priest was shouting in Latin at her. She smiled at him and held out her hand. The bible he was holding instantly appeared in her hand. The priest was stunned as she flipped through the pages of the bible and then in a flash it was returned to him. He looked at the cover and in stead of a golden cross it was a picture of her eyes. He opened up the bible and it was just filled with lustful moving pictures of Catherine. The priest fell to his knees as an erection pressed hard against his slacks. He began pleasuring himself right in the middle of the road. The gaurds and the town folk desperately tried to escape the barrier futily. She walked toward them one of the gaurds saw her approach and aimed his gun at her and fired. The bullet sped toward her and in an instant the guard was now the bullet. His bullet sized body slammed into her breast leaving behind a red smear. Catherine snapped her fingers and the towns people were on their knees before her. She thought of a tight fitting purple robe and tight red panties and instantly she appeared in it. She buttoned the robe over her belly. The tightness of the robe accentuated her figure and dramatically squeezed at the sides of her breasts making her cleavage look even more dramatic. She addressed the townspeople. "You know why you are all being punished. If you work well for me your existence will be less painful". One of the gaurds pulled out his gun and shot himself in the head. She rolled her eyes and pointed at his limp body. The guards eyes opened and he put his hand to his head where the bullet entered and began screaming in agony. She froze him in place and silenced him. "First rule…Never interupt me. I assure you there is no escape from me. You will build be a grand castle and you will never stop serving me!". She smiled at her congregation "Well….snap too it".
A hundred years had passed and tales were being spread across the country side about the city of Pronze. Travellers who neared it were never to be seen again and they said that the castle was made out of gold and diamonds. The Duke Ferdinan after 10 years of fierce fighting controlled all of europe and most of Asia. His massive army was returning home after the last of the remaining empires fell without a shot being fired after seeing his massive million man army they surrendered unconditionaly. Scouts raced up to Ferdinan himself. "We should detour m'lord. I believe it to be Pronze that lie in our path". Ferdinan smiled and looked at his army. He chuckled and then ordered the massive army towards Pronze. 10km out a lone female dressed in purple walked toward the massive army. It would be the greatest 1day slaughter in all of human history.