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2 years ago
I'll write up a ~4000 CHARACTER (not word) response, so like 700 words. Maybe more, but no guarantees!
Free, pro bono, no cost, gratis
Given the format, this works best with simpler ideas, but y'know
I'll write these up as my warmups so this wouldn't realistically affect my queue
Anyway, bring it on!
Free, pro bono, no cost, gratis
Given the format, this works best with simpler ideas, but y'know
I'll write these up as my warmups so this wouldn't realistically affect my queue
Anyway, bring it on!
(I just gotta ask!)
Emma yawned as she roused awake. The vanilla bunny was in the comfort of her own bed, beneath the sheets. Waking up meant that she had a burdensome hard cock, over a foot in length & tenting her blanket. But she flipped over onto her side, intending to sleep in. Her eye opened by chance and--to her surprise, there was a cum-soaked onahole laying right next to her.
"Huh? That's weird... I don't remember--Whoa."
The onahole was a vivid, transparent pink. It was a long sleeve shaped after a pussy, just the right size to fit her. It was slathered with cum, which perplexed her... She didn't remember using it.
"Lemme, uh, investigate..."
Her grin widened as she snatched the fucksleeve & tossed her sheets aside, revealing her cock. The vanilla bunny was naked, though there wasn't a fleck of cum on her, which was weird... She must've cleaned up. Emma looked beyond her huge tits & towards her heavy equine dick, the flare already starting to plump up in anticipation. She wasted no time in aligning the fuckhole with her cock and SLAMMING it down onto her dick!
Squelch~
The sound was music to her large ears, & the pleasure... Somehow it was amplified, even better than fucking a real hole. Her hand worked that toy over her cock slowly at first, that existing glaze of cum serving as excellent lube. But she couldn't help but get wrapped up in the bliss, the way those silicone folds gripped her girth!
Most of her cock was plunging inside with each stroke, her hand was a blur. Even her wrist started to cramp up within a few minutes! It felt so good she didn't wanna stop, edging closer and closer to orgasm but miraculously staying at the edge. Her breaths picked up in their pace, she bit her lip & hollered, "Oh, I wish I could fuck this thing forever!"
FWOOOF~
A magic glow enveloped her hand and toy, and Emma was finally cumming... Her balls seized up and the spunk gushed forth!
Her eyes were shut tight in her bliss, so she didn't notice. But she sure felt waves of pleasure wash over her, cum spewing right through the fucksleeve! It was unbearably good... Emma yanked that fuckhole off of her cock & let it drop from her paw, her dick convulsing as she came all over herself, leaving a sticky mess all over the sheets. But once the pleasure ebbed, giving way to afterglow, something felt different.
Her footpaws were shrinking, curling... They receded into ankles while her shins shortened 'til she was left with stubby toes protruding from her knees. These then began to meld away entirely, the mass of thighs fizzling off into plumes of magic which steamed off of her body. Once her eyes opened, she gazed in shock!
"M-My legs!?"
Everything was GONE below the hips! Her stubby tail shrunk away, while torso & abdomen also dwindled in size, her core hollowing out around this chamber that reached past the bunny's pussy and deeper still. While she shrunk all over, reduced to less than half of her original size in the span of minutes, she felt awash in this subtler, warmer pleasure, a general tingliness & sensitivity. She had no clue what was happening, & by the time she tried to prop herself up with her arms, they collapsed beneath her! Her arms were suddenly noodles, shrinking as they turned floppy... Then merged into her sides!
"Mmph..."
Emma couldn't even move her chin, as everything below her head shrunk away 'til it was hardly larger than her neck. Her breasts squelched away into her contracting mass, all of her features smoothing over to leave nothing but a boneless, muscle-less tube of bunny... Even her cock fizzled out with a last spurt of cum, really just leaving... Her pussy, at the end of the tube--sleeve, rather.
"O-Oh..." The bunny at last knew what was happening, moments before her head rapidly squelched away. Nothing left but a smooth stump at the other end of the onahole, her mind trapped within.
The sleeve turned pink & clear as someone stirred awake... Emma woke up beside two onaholes. "Huh? That's weird..."
(remiber of what are the effects https://www.furaffinity.net/gallery.....rown-overdose/)
BBC (BIG BETH COCK)
Beth squinted at the mixture. She swirled the glowing tincture in the glass, come to think of it, it was blue like her! Besides her peculiar fur color, Beth's features were canine... Her frame was muscular given she was max level, plus her quads were thick as hell, clearly from running away--I mean kicking a lot of ass! All she wore was her golden bra and thong, a streak of white hair as her mane.
Come to think of it, all that Diana wore was a bikini, too! The lady thief's fur was the usual oranges and whites of a fox, 'cept for her long pink tresses. The two looked more like beach babes than two spelunkers in a very dangerous dungeon, given Diana's toned figure and how defined her abs were. Given Beth's quizzical look, the fox barked, "Wha? I sneaked it off some zebra with a mohawk--Or was she a fox? Anyway, no guts, no glory, you should totally chug it."
Beth balked, "Why do I always have to be the guinea pig? Last time, I got turned into a fuckdoll!"
Diana steepled her fingers, "Psh, well unlike you, I don't abuse substances--I'm all natural! And I'm already the spitting image of perfection, why would I want to change anything?"
Beth stomped closer and gave Diana a really good poke in the tit, to punctuate her point. Because they were totally only just friendly rivals and just did that kinda thing, "Oh shut up, you'd suck the mana out of a witch's tit! Only a fox could be this self-absorbed--"
Diana nudged her away with a few fingers. "Hmph, well only a blue-dog-thing could be absorbed that often!"
The two exchanged glares.
Diana huffed, "Just drink the potion already. I'm bored and there hasn't been anything new to do in ages."
Beth scoffed and tipped the glass back, chugging the contents with one good gulp! That was impressive, but suspect!
The blue canine tossed the glass aside, "This potion ain't shi--"
FWOOP! That was the sound of Beth's hair exploding with volume, bristling out into a great big and stripey mane... Like a zeeb!
In disbelief, Beth reached up and brushed fingers through her mohawk. It was enormous, dense, and heavy enough to weigh on her neck! Very straight hairs, but soft. Then she heard Diana's laughter, so she barked, "Oh, shut up! It looks pretty rad, actually--And I feel stronger! Check this out!"
The blue canine flexed her right arm, letting her already substantial bicep tighten. Her other hand patted the muscle for emphasis, and one could see... It was marginally bigger! Maybe? Beth's Strength was already high, but she certainly felt stronger, like she had a horse's strength! She could probably punch a rock clean in half!
Diana was so amused that her giggling was girlish. "Pffff! But look at your STRIPES!"
She pointed, so Beth glanced downwards. First, the blue fur lightened towards white, then streaks and striations of black started to darken across the surface. Her markings were now a dazzling array of black layered onto white, though the white tanned into this golden color across her forearms and footpaws. And just when that seemed to be it... Beth's bra BURST open! Suddenly, the zebrafied woman's breasts tripled in size, impressing Diana with their newfound massiveness. The nipples darkened swiftly towards black, the glossy dark color complementing her markings.
Then both glanced a little lower. A huge orb suddenly inflated in Beth's abdomen, it was literally the size of a head and throbbing, aching! The size of it pushed aside Beth's guts and made her groan, before said shape descended with shocking swiftness. After this mighty cramp, Beth seized up, her hands clenched at her sides as the orb PUSHED through her pussy!? Her flesh strained and squeezed as the labia sealed together, the orb pushing out of her canal and stretching out the labia into a sack!? She--She had a fat stripey ballsack!? With only one nut!?
Needless to say, Diana laughed her ass off. But before Beth could even double over, her SECOND ovary rapidly expanded into a testicle!
And that dropped into the sack alongside the other, much more easily. So now Beth had two giant balls bigger than Diana's head. The fox rubbed her face awkwardly, "Well, that's quite the uh, size..."
Meanwhile, Beth regained some of her composure, standing straight as her hand reached for a growing clit. The pink nub darkened swiftly, then expanded to several inches in length already, thicker than a couple fingers now! The tip split with a urethra as precum readily seeped from backed-up balls, said orbs wobbling pendulously as they hung low. The whole time her new, distinctly equine-looking cock grew, Beth drew closer to the fox, biting her lip the whole time. "Not so funny now, hm? Plus it's making me super horny... And I heard foxes are really stretchy."
"Wuh--Wait!" The vulpine's back was quickly to the wall, shocked to see how readily that member expanded. It was six--No twelve, sixteen... Fuck, Diana was quickly unable to count that high! That dick was enormous, big as a leg really, with a medial ring thickening at the middle while the tip blossomed below her gaze, forming a gigantic flare.
No way she'd be able to take that thing!
"Would you settle for a blowjob?" The fox bargained, but Beth cracked her knuckles as she stood mere inches away from the fox. Her colossal cock slapped onto Diana's belly, giant veins thicker than fingers, so much precum spewing like a fountain. A cock-fountain!
"Naw, you're definitely taking this to the base..."
Beth easily lifted Diana off of her footpaws, but it's not like she offered much resistance in the first place. What kind of fox could say no to a horsecock? Her thong was pulled aside to expose her pussy, and let's just say she ended up as a fox shish-kebab! There was so much loud, sloppy noise that even the Slimes were too intimidated to approach!
Matt knew this battle was for all the marbles. He had made it to the final round of the tournament, which would not only determine who was the region's best Trainer... But also who received that prize money. His opponent was a female Trainer with blonde curls and a Machamp on the field, but he had his Lopunny. She was a good girl, mind you, but she'd be at a disadvantage against that Fighting type, and he was already down a pokemon... His two versus her three. The lights of the stadium beamed, the crowd was in suspense as Matt thought quickly:
"Let's go with Espeon..."
He threw out two Pokeballs, to quickly swap his Pokemon out. The first one worked as intended: Lopunny was surrounded by a red glow and dismissed to her container. The second one, however, was a Soulball... An experimental Pokeball developed in a secret lab by Professor Hibiscus. No one SHOULD be using this ball, but a Team Rocket goon had painted it red and white before swapping out Matt's Espeon with it. This tourney had very high-stakes betting on the line, after all... Matt couldn't be allowed to win.
TING... FWOOO...
The Soulball hit Lopunny's ball with a ray of light, ejecting the 'mon much to the Trainer's surprise. That same ray of energy arced to Matt, enveloping HIM with a telltale aura of red... Everything turned red, then faint, then his extremities felt distant... Until he was entirely numb. He collapsed onto the ground.
In the blink of an eye, well, his eyes opened. After a pang of panic, he calmed down... Okay, he was still in the stadium, battle was still on, even though everyone looked confused and that Machamp scratched his head. Well, come to think of it, everything looked kind of higher, taller... He whipped his head around and saw big, furry, floppy ears at the edges of his vision.
"L-Lop!?" He stammered, holding his furry wrists together nervously. Even stomping his feet around all anxiously. Wait--Why wasn't he wearing any shoes? He felt the bare ground!
His giant eyebrows raised as he turned about and saw--Himself! On the ground, passed out but still breathing! Matt was so confused--If that was him, then who was he--
"LOPUNNY!?"
He rasped out, but his voice was much softer than expected. He was a Lopunny--Somehow he had turned into--No, he was stuck in his Pokemon's body! His hands stared down at his handpaws in disbelief... He was like half of his usual height and had those brown paws and blonde, dense poofs of fur. Guh--He even looked down and saw that his thighs were rather thick, his ears were huge and heavy, his mind spun...
It was too much to take in at once. He was gonna faint again.
"Is he okay!?" A referee hollered, as the opposing Trainer motioned her Machamp back. No... They were going to cancel the match! He couldn't let that happen, his Trainer career was at stake! The Lopunny outstretched her paws and waved them around frantically, tail twitching as he--Well, she called out!
"L-LOP! LOPUNNY! LOP!"
Matt felt utterly humiliated, he was stuck as a cute GIRL pokemon! And he couldn't eke out a word! Hopping around in his insistence that the match could go on, somehow! It would go on... Because the male human groggily got up, rubbing his head and meeting gazes with an equally confused human-turned-Lopunny.
"Lop!?" Matt gasped, then he realized what was up the moment that 'Matt' opened his mouth: "L-Lopunny..."
Matt had no clue how to fight as a Pokemon, and he was sure his Lopunny-turned-Trainer couldn't even speak the name of his moves. But they were going to have to be fast learners, because the Machamp once more approached. He cracked his knuckles real loud, looks like he wasn't going to hold back. And there was a devious look in the curly-haired Trainer's eyes... She must have known exactly what was going on.
The referee called out: "Alright, let's get this show back on the road!"
The crowd's chatter turned to applause, while a certain Team Rocket goon in the distance fumed!
also that is giant OH NO scenario to be in is fantastic and I adore it. XD
She finishes drinking her breakfast through her urethra, getting ready to go to work. Her boyfriend comes up to her and gives her a deep friench kiss and fingers her other pussy until she cums. She has double the labido now and such a ritual helps her get through the day.
Stacy's Not-So-New Pussy
Stacy, the lithe and light-haired cheetah, stirred awake. She had the strangest dream... That she had a dick for a tongue or something absurd like that. Hah! The idea amused her as she peeled the sheets off of herself and rose from her bed. The cheetah rubbed her blue eyes as she eased into slippers and padded over to the bathroom, right now wearing her boyfriend's oversized tee along with his boxers. Things were looking up for her... She had a wonderful boyfriend, a sweet job, and she even had a car!
Oh, and she had a pussy for a mouth.
When she turned to regard her bathroom's mirror, she didn't pay it any mind, because she had a pussy-mouth for years already! The woman's muzzle had a vertical slit instead of lips from one edge to the other; the slit started at her chin and traced up her snout's end 'til it met her nose. Here, the black flesh of her nose transitioned smoothly into the dark folds of the clitoral hood and the clit proper... Her face-pussy even had little fringes of black, the slight protrusions of her labial lips. The only weird thing was that her face-cunt was a near exact copy of her lower-pussy, which she still had... Except the upper-cunt's urethra led her esophagus.
I mean, duh? What, would she have a throat-bladder or something? Don't be silly.
"Mhmm..." She murmured, picking up a towel and heading straight to the shower. No teeth meant saving that bit of time spent brushing! However, it meant a little extra time in the shower, so it worked out!
Once the chee felt all squeaky clean, she climbed back out of the tub and waltzed back to her room, murmuring to herself as she contemplated over what to wear.
The hot pink dress? Hmmm...
Maybe the summery yellow shirt and white skirt. Hrrnn...
Ah, well actually that dress with the sequins looked stunning! Stacy hummed to herself as she shimmied into it, picking out the perfect heels to match. Ah, this day was going swimmingly!
She ventured downstairs, just in time to hear a blender running. It was her boyfriend of course, a svelte panther a little taller than herself, decked in work clothes of his own. That button-up shirt looked real sharp, pants crisply pressed, as his elbow leaned on the countertop. He regarded Stacy with a relaxed sway of his tail as he started to pour a smoothie out into two cups... The smaller one for himself, the bigger one for his gal. After all, smoothies were now one of the only things she can eat! Fortunately, he always came up with new flavors to spice it up... Today was definitely a mango day, for instance.
"Oh, there's my pretty pussycat." The man teased, slapping the cups down onto the dining table.
The cheetah winked, rumbling with a delighted purl as her greeting, because Stacy couldn't speak anymore... All her voicebox could muster were murmurs and purrs, maybe a growl if she really strained. But it wasn't all that bad... The panther was a great listener, and her sign language was pretty good! Once she took a sip of the smoothie, shivering a little as the coldness could be felt through the walls of her depths, she was just missing one thing...
Her morning fingerbang!
Having twice the genitalia meant twice the libido, of course, 'specially when said extra bits are made up of your face. See, when the doctor diagnosed her with True Stomatogynia, he showed her some kinda diagram of the brain and a figure with disproportionately large hands and head. Turns out that the face is over-represented in the brain's motor and sensory processing regions or something! It really went over her head, but what it meant was that she had an unbearably high libido... If she didn't get her rocks off before work, she'd be shaking and quivering in her seat before her lunch break!
But fortunately, the panther was always happy to oblige. The male's fingers slid down Stacy's hip and pulled up the hem of the dress, helping themselves to the cheetah's thong and the prize within.
At the same time, while fingertips started to trace over Stacy's lower folds, the panther let his snout lean in closely, just enough to flit his tongue out and taste her facial folds. The feline tongue meant a rough texture grazed over those slit lips, stealing a taste of Stacy's morning sweetness... While the cheetah shuddered in delight. Stacy's eyes lidded halfway closed as her upper pussy trembled nearly in rhythm with the lower folds. Just a lick and her clit was already twitchy, the nub's quivering pulling at her nose and feeling a little like she was holding back a sneeze.
"Mrrrmhmm..." Her groan spilled out, husky. The woman's hips quivered as two fingers curled into her lower pussy, feeding into her nethers and working the folds apart. Said paw shook pretty vigorously, jiggling into her folds like he was trying to pick a lock. Stacy's loins bucked, her inner walls milking his fingers below, and soon that tongue!
"Mwah..." The panther pressed his muzzle in real close, his snout squishing up against her softer folds. The labia mashed against his lips, the two were nose to nose as hot exhales spilled forth and tickled an already too-teased clit. Stacy was shaking harder, welling up with anticipation, feeling lightheaded as the pleasure was right next to her brain... No wonder it was so intense! That tongue burrowed deep into her facial pussy, her cheeks caving in as she clenched and suckled the length. Her jaw flexed and her nose twitched, motions practically involuntary thanks to the pleasure.
It rushed through her veins and shot through her nerves like a heating pad to the face, her pleasure reaching a peak... It was bliss, feeling that rough texture draw across her sensitive inner walls, how deftly he worked his tongue... He even knew where her g-spot was, right where her palate once was! It soon reached heights unbearable... Stacy made the silliest face as she let herself cum buckets!
Pussy juice squirted instead of saliva, soaking her boyfriend's tongue. Both of her cunts seized around him, milking his fingers but not nearly as hard as his wet muscle. Her eyes rolled back as she shook her hardest, leaning against him as her knees gave out. Her chest heaved, breasts pressed closely against his chest, but his motions kept going as he held her and worked her through it... Made her ride it out, until she felt truly raw!
It felt amazing... And it only ended once the panther gave her a light shake.
"Stacy... I love seeing that look on your face, but you're going to be late."
The two chuckled, hers more like a murmur as the two cleaned up and rushed to the car. Her day was only just beginning!
Post-TF stuff is always so fun.
You figured you were pretty good at this magic business. I mean you beat a sorceress at her own game, summoned up a familiar! Even if you had to banish it back when it ended up possessing your dick & turning your balls into her boobs--Long story. So, here you were, fingers on your latest tome... You knew you wouldn't be a decent wizard without the ability to fly. That's why you were going cast this spell! You had all the preparations...
Tar, feathers, pixie dust, & the words of power on the page. Your finger traced over the text as you read it aloud, "oᴉɔᴉɟɟƎ ɯɐᴉdɹɐH!"
You were pleased with your pronunciation, & could feel the power well within you. An arcane glow shed over your body... Follicles across your body stood on end, then thickened, & from there they bristled with size, quantity! You erupted with plumage, the same color as your hair, as your forearms soon brimmed with golden scales. You were becoming a harpy!
"Hell yes..." You muttered, amazed at how swiftly your body was covered in feathers! Your ears receded as your head hair became a great big tuft of feathers, hands were now talons. Clenched, full of tension! While you burned with anticipation of your wings bursting into existence, your back tensed up, you couldn't help but arch over. Doubling over onto all fours, it was quite a surprise when your arms suddenly ROTATED with two wet crunches, all backwards! Now supporting your weight, as your legs had a mind of their own... They kicked up & forced you to do a handstand... Now easier due to your lighter weight. Bones hollowed out!
CRUNCH~
Your face strained as your neck shrunk, the fan of feathers sticking out larger, longer and obscuring your head. While your arms grew larger & the blood rushed to your head, what was going on!? Your arms were now thick as legs, while the shoes fell off of your actual legs... The toes shrinking away as the leather tumbled to the ground. Now your feet were just... Feathered stubs!? You gasped!
Your neck strained to look up your belly, while you heard your bones crunch some more. It felt like the ribs were--Twisting out of your rib-cage and pulling up, to your abdomen, as all your insides were rearranged!
Everything was upside-down... Not just your perspective but how your body reoriented, with your legs now narrowing out into more arm-like shapes, but still long. The feathers here lengthened, undoubtably wings now... While, strangely, your rump flattened & your shoulders fattened... Rear cheeks and shoulder blades, effectively, swapping places. And you trembled to hold yourself up... But then finally faltered as your pants tore open around a BEAK!?
"Skree!?" The bird-woman shrieked!
A human-like head emerged from where your crotch once was, confusing the hell out of you. It--She had a beak, & gazed down at you with equal confusion, her features remarkably similar to your own, except the beak & femininity. Her neck pushed out longer, for every bit of neck that you lost. The harpy squawked, flapping wings as she crouched, wresting control over your body... Your former arms bent as her legs, thighs spreading, as well... Turns out all the internal plumbing was reversed, too.
Your cheeks began to bulge, your mouth distorted into a vertical slit while your brows faded into encroaching feathers. Even your nose vanished into the enlarging slit, a -cloaca-, while your eyes squinted, thoughts momentarily those of humiliation before you finally slipped, fully, into cloacahood! And just like that... The eggs started to SPEW out of your former mouth, eagerly tumbling out into a pile between your hands--her talons.
The whole ordeal left you exhausted, SPENT, but there was a sense of relief... You fulfilled your new purpose. Only issue was, the harpy was well, a bird! The next thing she did was start tearing up all the paper & parchment in your sanctum... Including your tome. Then she went to work making a suitable nest for her eggs.
Good luck turning back now...
I love this so much. Thank you!!!!!
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Zia Ten was so confused... Moments ago, she had been curled up on the couch with her partner, Ava. They were watching the Super Mario Bros. movie, rented from the local Redbox, before they had been transported to another world! In a flash, the popcorn spilled and they were ripped from the comfort of their home... And clothes. The two tumbled through darkness and then fell out of a huge green pipe!
Ava flopped onto the cold, brick-fashioned ground first, then Zia ended up piling atop her. Both women grunted and grimaced, but Ava was even grumpier about it. They picked themselves up and took stock of their surroundings.
This world was awash in bright colors, but it seemed there were only 32 of them! The world was arranged in blocks of material, mostly golden brick but even the clouds were divvied up into neat little segments. Strange and goofy-looking creatures wandered about the landscape, falling off cliffs only to be swiftly replaced. Of course... The world was none other than--
"Minecraft!" Zia raised her finger, her other hand nursing the slightest scrape on her elbow from the drop. The two women were both around the same height, the same shades of rosy skin. But Zia's light brown hair was tied in a braid on one side, bangs flipping over the other. Ava Ten, however, had more of an auburn shade with tresses hanging over her cheeks and some hair bound in a ponytail. Oh, and besides the fact Ava's tits hung larger and heavier, she happened to have a dick as opposed to her partner's pussy. Not that it was anyone's business, just hard to ignore given they were stark-naked!
A green-shelled turtle man, who had been slowly ambling over to them from behind, suddenly piped up. "Uh, no! It's Mario World, what's wrong with you?"
The two whipped around to regard the turtle, dumbstruck! Ava clenched her fist and put herself between Zia and the turtle-man, given the Koopa was wielding a giant hammer. She barked out, "Hey, back off! Watch where you're swinging that thing!"
The Koopa pointed less than respectfully at Ava's 'goods'. "I could say the same to you. And don't take it personally, we're just minions in Bowser's Army, it's what we do. And soon...You'll be, too!"
The Hammer Bro whistled, calling a mob of Goombas, Koopas, Bullet Bills, & more. The screen was filled with minions... Zia ducked for cover, Ava lashed out at the mob, but the two were soon overpowered...
Everything went black.
Then they respawned.
Ava blinked, now clothed again... Except she was dressed in a tan sweater with a hood over her head. There was a boob-window as she wondered what the hell kinda age rating this game had, belts holding the whole outfit together... Stockings up to her mid-thigh. "We had extra lives...?"
The two inspected themselves, their hands covered by absurdly long sleeves. Zia's outfit was a dark green color, still wearing a hooded sweater reinforced with belts, but at least everything was buttoned-up. "Beats being naked." She remarked, eyes wandering towards a giant door. "Let's get outta here!"
But tremendous, thundering footsteps approached. The two struggled to keep their footing, never mind run as the final boss revealed himself... King Bowser, that mean-looking, fire-breathing turtle. Several times their size, his presence was intimidating. The two realized there was no way they could take him on, especially as they had only an extra Life leftover, each! And who knows what'd happen after that...
He bellowed, a white mask in each of his hands... The exact fit for them.
"You'll keep your Lives... In exchange for your service. You two will make fine Shy Gals, now come to me..."
Ava & Zia relented, but they were soon cornered. Ava then went down fighting... But once the mask was strapped over her head, her attitude changed instantly! Zia couldn't believe it, what did he do to her!?
Ava slowly rose, only to drop to her knees before her King. "Praise King Bowser... And praise his monster cock!"
He then let his 'beast' loose...
"Did you know that in terms of human and pokemon breeding--"
"--I know." The vaporeon grinned, placing a finger to the human's lips. The two were in a Pokebrothel--Wha? They have a Poke-everything! Anyway, the blue biped was seated next to her human client, said fingers tracing lower, so as to draw over the human's shirt. A mere touch & this had the human's fabric dampening, wetness seeping from every one of her pores... The poke-woman was barely solid, that's how excited she was. She whispered, huskily, "...Give me the order."
The human, clearly tense, equally eager, replied, "Vaporeon, u-use Acid Armor..."
This delighted her. The next thing she did was melt into water, starting from the straying fingertip! Her arm flowed through his shirt as shifting semi-liquid, digits separating into several tendrils that flowed across his skin. The human soon found himself shrouded in semi-solid & transparent water which wreathed his core and spread outwards... For every bit the Vaporeon melted away, his body was covered that bit more. Then, with a wink, the last of the pokemon dispersed into a roiling deluge that rippled over his body... Thus, the real fun began.
The human was pleasantly surprised, his clothes were sopping & the shock of it had him lean onto his back. As dampness soaked into the bed sheets, the man saw the water congeal, turning into goo proper that squeezed tight over his entire body, from the neck to the feet! His clothes disintegrated into the goop, socks & all, whereas the liquid turned the same shade of Cerulean as the pokemon. Her words bubbled out from the second skin that clung taut to his body.
"Hold still...~"
He was astonished. Beneath the neck, his bodily features were sheathed in a wriggly layer of Vaporeon, her markings duplicated onto his new surface, making him look like a male version of her! The stuff was cool, clammy, all-encompassing & undulating with ripples like the tide... Then, started to work him over... At the crotch.
The human's underwear dissolved last. When it did, his half-hard member was squeezed by a vacuum's tightness. Her gooey flesh was wrapped tight around his maleness, shifting so as to pull his member straight then work over it with steady undulations. The rippling around his member was delightful stimulation, a fucksleeve that worked his girth & made the liquid warm over. Precum seeped from his tip & swiftly flowed into her mass, his dick reaching full hardness & yet remaining cool, bleeding off heat to her colder body.
With his dick standing erect, sheathed in her gooey blue, the member started to twitch more vigorously, as she worked that much harder. The second skin was taut around his cock, effectively making his dick blue, bigger, about a half-inch's thickness of melted Vaporeon over each square inch of his cock. His dick started to look distorted as the gooey sheath pushed & pulled with higher intensity, a ring of blue flesh forming around the middle of his shaft... Yanking up & down his cock, making him groan! Was that--Her pussy!?
"Uhff, I..."
His sounds grew louder as she persisted, milking his dick on the outside while seeping INTO his member. The male's urethra bulged out as her malleable flesh dribbled into his cumslit. Crawling through the cock-tube, permeating his balls, making his nuts bloat out as her goo invaded the orbs. Soon enough, his balls were bouncing around just as vigorously, while the male's back arched... Treated to the exotic sensation of not only getting his dick sucked dry, but the cool goop pumping through his cock-slit. He didn't manage to hold out much longer... Biting his lip & letting loose a fat NUT!
His load, however, was siphoned right into her mass! He only felt the pleasure, his hot ejaculate quickly lost amidst her goop. And so her tugging at his cock came to a sudden stop, the grasp around his dick simply trembling, a moan spilling from the suit... Then, a gasp:
"Wait--Aren't we both in the same egg group!?"
"Ah fuck."
Jim took the elevator. He fidgeted with his collar buttons, finding things kind of cramped and... Musky. His coworker, Rob, was a twenty foot tall bara wolf, hunched over & occupying half the elevator with his dick alone. The guy was brimming with absurd amounts of muscle like he was ripped from the frontpage of DeviantArt, each bicep was bigger than Jim's whole body. And he was rippling with veins, especially dense across his enormous and perpetually stiff cock! The hung wolf was ass-naked, his balls dragged around and sloshed loudly with the motions of the elevator, but Jim didn't notice.
That was the weird thing about Mondays here: One day of the week, everyone became a hypersexualized furry! That's why the lease was so cheap! But management wanted to avoid a HR nightmare, so they put a spell of their own, a glamour to leave everyone none the wiser. Turns out corporate America would do anything to return to the office!
"Catch ya later, Rob!"
Jim squeezed by, then narrowly avoided slipping on a giant puddle of milk before the cubicles. He squeaked, "Can someone get a mop? Someone spilled their drink!"
"Oh, sorry!" Linda whipped around, with a sheepish grin. Because she was now a sheep, a 4 foot tall shortstack with obscenely large udders, trailing milk behind her. All she wore was the white wool on her body, the woman nearly as wide as she was high, given the immense curvaceousness of her frame & the width of her hips! Her breasts were leaking, shooting milk with spurts that barely whiffed Jim's annoyed face. Mostly 'cause she was sipping her extra-creamed coffee rather loudly.
Fortunately, the custodian--a shark herm twice Jim's size, grabbed a bucket & went to work. There was slapping wet noise from how she mopped up the milky mess, but also raucous gurgling from her man-sized testicles... Because someone was struggling & digesting away in her balls! But she didn't care, she had her AirPods on.
"Man, some people are animals." Jim kept going.
He waltzed into his cubicle, which looked way bigger for some reason. The man climbed onto his swivel chair & was about to get to work, when a furred hand slapped onto the wall of his workspace. Shi spoke, "Hey Jim, they got donuts in the break room. No seriously, everyone has a giant puckered tailhole the size of their head... Do you want one?"
It was Sarah, a 10 foot tall fox herm with blue fur & four wings. Two pairs of hir six rows of breasts squished over the edge of the cubicle, while the rest mashed up against the wall. A few dripping, pink snakes crawled out of hir nipples, peering over the wall & gazing rather hungrily at Jim. He avoided their hypnotic eye contact by virtue of being really determined to get his work done!
"Thanks! But I already had a little cheese earlier." He dismissed hir with a thumbs-up, hearing hir squelch away in the distance, "I'll just save you one for later!"
But before Jim could reach over & even click anything, his freaking boss waddled over! A bespectacled squirrel with incredibly round & large breasts, the size of beach balls. Her dick was even bigger, several meters long, quite veiny, it looked like a damn kielbasa. Definitely Wingeresque! She was the only one with clothes, shirt straining to contain her knockers whereas the skirt was propped up by her massive girth. Her finger traced her clipboard, "So, Jim, how are the numbers looking?"
He rubbed his little shoulder, "Sorry, I was a little late, had to hitch a ride in someone's pocket. I was going to be right on it, but everyone's so distracting today!"
Jim, himself, was a tiny mouse that could fit in someone's hand. This was why he hated Mondays so much, he could never get anything done for some reason! Took forever to jump on each letter of the keyboard, but how else was he supposed to type?
"It's fine!" The boss flicked her wrist, excusing him. "Still going to make it for the 4 PM fuck-sesh, right? Been looking forward to using you as a condom!"
Jim sighed. "Yeah."
Chel tapped her lips. The slate-gray feline female stood on two legs before the specimen, dressed in a labcoat over casual clothes. Short white hair framed her glasses, as golden eyes drew lower. "How interesting..."
The subject of scrutiny was a small, gelatinous creature. Upon initial capture, the azure critter was an undifferentiated blob. But now? It squished up against the glass walls of its container in the shape of a cat! A transparent, sloshing, four-legged feline, no larger than a house cat. The shape had been vague at first but the likeness had become unmistakable over time. A blobby cat, but still very cat! The bluish slime stared up at its captor, beady yellow eyes fixed onto Chel. Its tongue licked the glass as it made a sound, 'blep'.
"Must've gotten contaminated by my DNA..." The researcher then launched into a rant as she spoke to herself. Sure, instruments were recording, but her only company had been herself for the last several weeks. That, & the monsters on this alien planet that tried to either fuck or eat her, usually both. Some of which were also in containment nearby, either on ice or staring curiously at the latest prisoner. Especially since the feline blob was starting to seep through the cracks of the glass.
"...Though I can't rule out the possibility that it can mimic shapes it's seen..." Chel kept going, fingers laying on the glass as her other hand motioned with her musing. She was looking elsewhere, certainly not at the blue blob which extended tendrils of itself perilously close to her hand. It was about to snag her fingertips with oozing tendrils, to do who-knows-what! But then, Chel suddenly turned around. So when the feline creature surged out of its faulty container, the mass threw itself at Chel's crotch.
"Hmph!?" The feline's eyes were wide as the blob adhered to her pants, then dissolved them. The fabric fizzled away, followed by the crotch of her undergarments, to leave wet tendrils touching her loins!
“What in the world…” Chel’s jaw dropped, the thing not only escaped but ate through her fabric. The goo shifted so as to mash up against her femme slit, then… Press inside!
Squelch~
Chel’s hand reflexively grabbed at the jiggling goop, but she couldn’t get a good grip on the oozing mass. Instead, the blob was free to squish up against her groin & fuse to her flesh! The mass’s color rapidly shifted to the same shade of black as Chel’s nipples and labia, the squishiness solidifying, firming up into a rather… Suggestive shape.
“A dick!?” Her eyes widened, the feline blob fused as a feline shaft! The dark length was forming veins to go with each emerging contour of cock-flesh… A cockhead forming from the shaft as foreskin bunched up and finally, the tip split with a urethra. A cumslit which drooled drops of bluish goo, whilst even more spare goop pooled into sagging orbs that deposited in a pouch below: A new ballsack!
With each moment, her new erection was more lifelike, ever firmer, ‘til the stiffness was aching and she couldn’t help but grip the girth. Chel marveled at her new length and resolved to study it further… But for now? Bet your ass she started to pump away!
“Mmph…” She grunted, pivoting her hips with each push as she thrusted between her own fingers. That shaft was now thoroughly rooted to her loins, the feline feeling each inch as an extension of herself. Deeper still, she welled up with pleasure, as the symbiote had squeezed itself deep into her pussy & started to ripple around in her cunt. The rhythm matched the pace of her strokes & spurred her on, leaving Chel panting, hornier than ever… But then her fancy new balls seized up & let loose!
“Gmph!” The feline panted out, spewing thick globs of bluish goop from her new cockflesh! The stuff splattered across the tiles & she ended up spurting more than the original goo-cat’s volume… Did that thing multiply within her!?
Hah, Chel had no clue but her internal plumbing worked overtime to make more goo…
Maximus fumed. The golden dragon towered over mortal men, his scales scintillating like a sea of gold pieces. His back was to the wall as the quadrupedal drake reared up on his hind-legs, poised perilously. His shadow loomed over the dastardly adventurers as smoke billowed from his snout, "You covet my treasure? Then, take it!"
A party member did just that, lowering to a knee to regard the immense piles of treasure. There was a coin of every denomination ever minted, bars of gold as far as the eye could see, as well as the thought-lost treasures of kings and queens, many of them forgotten by history. The sheer amount of gold excited the man, his fingers trembling, but he finally mustered the nerve to pick up one piece of gold.
And only the dragon was surprised to see that the man didn't immediately turn to stone. Maximus was aghast... His curse upon the hoard didn't take hold!? The dragon shouted, shaking the cavern, "What is the meaning of this!? You thieves were supposed to meet a grisly end, thanks to the hex I've cast on the coins!"
Another adventurer, whose badge read 'Tax Collector', sighed. "First of all, we aren't thieves, we're with the county." The woman thumbed through one of the tomes in the hoard, then squinted at the text. "Secondly, this spellbook's a bunch of phooey. You really think these invocations of naval code would get you out of paying back-taxes?"
Maximus, however, pointed a claw at the woman & the naval jack that hung above her, "You're the fool, serving an illegitimate government! I'm a Sovereign Denizen, and by entering my cave, you've subjected yourself to maritime law! And according to section 18--"
"Oh shut it!" The official punctuated that by slamming the book shut, then she ordered the others to start seizing sackfuls of gold. "We'll see how that holds up in the court of Law."
The paladin then invoked some actual Lawful magic, channeling the power of her deity to wreath the dragon's limbs in binding chain!
Maximus lamented, brought to the ground and helpless to watch them seize his loot! "Th-this violates the non-aggression principle!"