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A sculptor and their work’s link can never be explained as each of them held different feelings towards them. Some regarded them as beauties they made from their sweat. Others would see them as their kids, born from their long laborious hours. In any way, they didn’t rivalized or come near one sculptor. He had been hired by the church, seeing how his work was pretty good and cheap. Thus, he started working on them all, putting in his everything. Ten months had passed and his work had paid off…. or it should have. A misunderstanding happened between the two and… the sculptures ended up being… suggestive. The church refused them and didn’t pay him. Despite that, he didn’t feel bad. He was glad he’d keep them. As he brought them back to his workshop, he went ahead and modified them a bit with clay. Because the church wanted them to look pure, he decided to make them look far more suggestive. Many of his angels had now been gifted with bigger curves. There were the church ones he wanted to keep as is, the hourglass, busty and thicc ones and they all were for himself. Because of how long this took, he fell asleep in his workshop, wishing that they were alive before closing his eyes for the night. The next morning, his wish had been granted. All the statues the Church refused had come to life… all beautiful and seemingly his type. An angel was cuddling him, seemingly one with a smaller figure. She asked him to make her bigger, not liking being called small. Despite wanting to help, he didn’t know how to. She smiled at his intentions and took hold of his hands, pressing them against her breasts and having him play with them. As he did this, they grew and grew slowly, going the way the artist wanted them to be. The same was done with her butt, being groped while facing the other way felt nice to her as her blush could tell. The others had seen this and asked to become bigger as well. This day didn’t end at all.

Description
A sculptor and their work’s link can never be explained as each of them held different feelings towards them. Some regarded them as beauties they made from their sweat. Others would see them as their kids, born from their long laborious hours. In any way, they didn’t rivalized or come near one sculptor. He had been hired by the church, seeing how his work was pretty good and cheap. Thus, he started working on them all, putting in his everything. Ten months had passed and his work had paid off…. or it should have. A misunderstanding happened between the two and… the sculptures ended up being… suggestive. The church refused them and didn’t pay him. Despite that, he didn’t feel bad. He was glad he’d keep them. As he brought them back to his workshop, he went ahead and modified them a bit with clay. Because the church wanted them to look pure, he decided to make them look far more suggestive. Many of his angels had now been gifted with bigger curves. There were the church ones he wanted to keep as is, the hourglass, busty and thicc ones and they all were for himself. Because of how long this took, he fell asleep in his workshop, wishing that they were alive before closing his eyes for the night. The next morning, his wish had been granted. All the statues the Church refused had come to life… all beautiful and seemingly his type. An angel was cuddling him, seemingly one with a smaller figure. She asked him to make her bigger, not liking being called small. Despite wanting to help, he didn’t know how to. She smiled at his intentions and took hold of his hands, pressing them against her breasts and having him play with them. As he did this, they grew and grew slowly, going the way the artist wanted them to be. The same was done with her butt, being groped while facing the other way felt nice to her as her blush could tell. The others had seen this and asked to become bigger as well. This day didn’t end at all.