The rumble of the motorcycle purred beneath them, stirring the still air of twilight. Mazy’s silver hair fluttered wildly in the wind, the metal strands caught in the heady dance of their nighttime ride. A spontaneous chuckle bubbled up from her throat as Ben’s fingers traced an intimate path behind her ear, his lips ghosting a kiss against the nape of her neck. The sensation caused her neck to twist, their leather-clad forms gyrating precariously atop their shared motorcycle.

"Ben, stop it! Do you want us to crash?" Mazy feigned admonishment, yet her tone dripped with playful undercurrents. Her focus remained steadfast on navigating the beast of metal and thunder they rode upon, even as she luxuriated in the way his attention sparked tingles down her spine.

"I'm sorry, I just can't help but admire how beautiful you are." Ben’s voice was low and intimate against her ear, the husky undertones making her heartbeat quicken. He drew himself even closer to her, his hand slipping sneakily from her toned abdomen upwards, until it rested heavily, cupping and squeezing her chest.

"You're the one that wanted me to drive!" She retorted, a soft giggle lacing her words. The thrill of the ride coupled with his constant flirts made her pulse race, adrenaline coursing through her veins.

"Yeah, only because it gives me an excuse to press myself against this impressive ass. It's magnificent, Mazy. The biggest I've ever seen!" His words, infused with unabashed admiration, hung between them, making her cheeks bloom with a blush.

"Stop," she chided, her voice carrying a touch of mirth. She shot him a fleeting smile, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "We're here."

The scenery transitioned abruptly as the motorcycle coughed and slowed, leading them into the solemn silence of a graveyard. The nocturnal symphony of croaking frogs and chirping crickets echoed through the timeless stones, the motorcycle's lone headlight creating stark shadows as they surveyed the field of slumbering souls.

Mazy’s hand swiped back at Ben, with lips pressed and curling as she navigated through the graves, his hands proving relentless in their pursuit of her sexy lower half. The boldness of his affections had his fingers exploring her voluptuous rear, drawing a scolding, "Ben!" from her lips. Yet, her radiant smile betrayed her faux annoyance.

With an agile spin, she pivoted to him, her hands cradling his face with an affectionate firmness. Her lips pressed into his in a swift, loving kiss that left him yearning for more. "You. Are. Relentless." She scolded, tapping his nose as she turned away, her body still humming with the residue of his touch.

"I'm sorry babe, it's just... I want that ass so badly. It's SO big."

"Ya, I know. I have to live with it." She responded with an eye roll, her playful tolerance beginning to show signs of waning as they continued their search.

"When we get home, I'm gonna ravage--" His heated promise was abruptly cut short by Mazy’s hushed "Shush! Here it is."

Mazy was drawn to a particular tombstone, her body sinking onto her knees as her fingers eagerly dug into the moist earth beneath, the motorcycle's headlights illuminating their clandestine pursuit. After an intense moment of anticipation, her fingers curled around their long-sought prize.

Emerging from the depths of the soil was a rectangular relic, its surface etched with intricate carvings that resembled a Mahjong piece. "I can't believe it's real." She breathed, awe coloring her voice as she held the object up to her face. As she wiped the remnants of earth off the artifact, the carvings came to life, pulsing with an ethereal cyan light that reflected in her widened eyes. 

"Let's hurry, love. We better get going before someone--" His urgent plea was sharply cut off as an uncanny voice echoed within their minds. The relic surged with a brighter radiance, its voice echoing ominously, "Speak one wish and it shall be so."

A brief lull overcame them, the tension hanging palpably in the air. The implication of the relic's command quickly dawned on them, their eyes widening with a shared sense of alarm. They turned towards each other, the palpable panic mirrored in each other's faces. The rules of the game were clear; the first to voice their desire would have their wildest dreams realized. Without a second thought, they both blurted out their wishes in unison.

"Make her ass 3 times bigger!"

"I wish for world peace!"

However, his words were fractionally quicker. The relic responded to his wish as though springing to life. Mazy stood frozen as the air filled with the rumble akin to a seismic shift. Her already voluptuous rear began to swell and expand with each passing second, growing and morphing at an unprecedented rate that left Ben reeling.

Caught off guard, Ben stumbled backward, landing with a thud on the soft grass, his gaze transfixed on the spectacle before him. "Bennnnnn?!? How could you?!" Mazy's voice rang out, a cocktail of disbelief and worry. The billowing sound of pounds of flesh getting added onto her rear and thighs filled their ears. Her lower half continued to grow and Grow and GROW!

Ben, however, was far from remorseful. His face broke into an ecstatic grin as he shot up onto his feet. 

"Hell yeah!!" His voice echoed in the quiet graveyard. "Thank you, Lord!!"