An extra beefy Tenko

As Himiko began to come to terms with Tenko being her ideal partner as she was, she started to feel a strong warmth radiating from the girl she was kissing, Tenko was burning red hot, even her skin looked like it was turning red from overheating.

Himiko pulled away, a line of saliva trailing from between their lips and those of her needy partner.

“Nyehhh, are you okay Tenko?” She asked, worry in her voice, was this too much? Was she getting sick? Should they stop and head to the nurse’s office, or maybe even the hospital?

“Hahh… Please… don’t stop…” Tenko panted, steam escaping with her breath.

Himiko grabbed Tenko’s shoulders, trying to give her a bit of a shake “Tenko, come on, calm down! You look really sick!... Nyeh?” The feeling of Tenko’s arms felt a bit odd to her, she was familiar with the feel of her skin, fit but pliable, but now it was feeling far firmer.

“Don’t worry, Himiko. I’m feeling fine. I’m feeling… better than ever really.” Right before her very eyes Himiko could see Tenko changing, her body growing, muscle definition increasing as if she was receiving the benefits of years of intense exercise in a matter of moments. Her body in the process of cooking itself into a form of Amazonian perfection.

Himiko’s jaw dropped, s-sure, maybe once or twice she had fantasized about Tenko carrying her like a princess in her big strong arms. But, was this actually her ideal? Sure it was hitting some buttons but for some reason she couldn’t help but feel it lacked… something.

“Himikooo~ I-I feel a pressure building…” Tenko moaned out in pleasure. Himiko was about to ask where the pressure was coming from, but her question was answered before she could mouth it out as she felt something press against the crotch of her panties.

Her eyes shakily drifted downwards, her breath catching as she witnessed the mushroom-like organ growing from Tenko’s crotch. It had grown so large, bigger than any cock she had ever seen (though… it’s not like she’d ever seen one in person before.) It was wide too, so thick she couldn’t fathom how it could ever fit inside someone.

Yet somehow, for some reason, her body was screaming for it to be put in her.

“To think some day I’d have a degenerate male’s member anywhere near my body, much less on it.” Tenko spoke, but while the words could be taken as negative, there wasn’t an ounce of venom in her voice. “But it’s okay, it’s okay for me to have this on my body, because it’s for you, my precious Himiko, and you alone.”

Himiko squeaked as she hid her face in her hands, now was her turn to be red as a beet. She shuddered as she glanced over Tenko’s new perfect form as the changes finished up, her muscles and height settling around a midpoint between those of Sakura and Owari, taking the best features of both. That otherworldly heat had cooked her skintone in a brilliant pale bronze that glistened as sweat beaded off it. And that massive trunk of a cock… she couldn’t bare to look at it for more than a few seconds, her breath catching and spine bristling every time she tried.

Himiko pursed her lips, she tried to speak, but the words couldn’t escape her mouth, that is, until Tenko cupped her chin in her strong hands and spoke with a sultry voice, its gentleness belying the strength of her body.

“Go on, Himiko, tell me what you want.”

Himiko exhaled, whatever heat Tenko was feeling earlier, Himiko felt she was experiencing tenfold in this moment.

“Tenko… I want you to fuck me…”