For His Life

Jonas rolled over, struggling to run. As his hands helped him crawl he had no clue what his cousin had in store. As he broke into a stride he got maybe three sprints in before being knocked over tumbling to the ground.

Clasping his right shoulder he gazed at the slash, the burning pleasure that surged through his arm pain and pleasure in equal parts dueling for supremacy. The muscle swelled and contorted, Jonas groaned as he felt the new weight and length to his arm as he struggled to run once more.

He wobbled as his right arm was now half an arm longer than it was, and easily three times more muscular. His right hand strangely felt more natural making contact with the ground in a fist, like some sort of chimpanzee, or gorilla as he tried to stand up.

“Oh I’m going to enjoy this.” Amanda gushed, stalking around on all fours reminiscent of a puma about to pounce as her wings were spread out flat to either side. “I’m not like the others.” Amanda chuckled as she watched Jonas struggle with his mutated limb.

“They can change others into being like them without taking souls. Using the changes to prompt souls into surrender. Or corrupt objects to even create something new” Amanda lectured, more for her own pride than for Jonas to actually listen as Amanda examined the stingray like barb near the end of her phallus tipped tail. “It’s unleashed my inner mad scientist. My imagination. I can mutate things with a simple sting.”

Jonas turned to dart away, struggling with the large right arm that he fought not to drag on the ground. All as it kept him off balance.

Tumbling forward Jonas rolled with the pounce into his back, Amanda’s agility enabling her to leap frog Jonas as he tumbled over, screaming in agony as her stinger lashed into his left ribs.

Jonas spasmed as he felt his bottom rib press out against his skin. He tried to curse at Amanda, he tried to plead for mercy. But all he could do was cry out incoherently, even louder as the rib split forth from his skin, slowly growing longer, then jointed, a crab like claw forming as Jonas clasped his side in agony around it, unaware of his skin already healing from the rib turned limb emerging.

“You’re going to wish for me to take your soul.” Amanda vexatiously declared. “You’re going to wish you had just been turned into some simple beast man or demon.”

Jonas glared on terror as he moved and felt the clawed limb in shock. What was she doing to him?

The pain. Had subsided, burning pleasure like that of his right arm calling for his acceptance of the changes. A light headed buzz beckoning his thoughts in the edges of his mind.

Before Jonas could finish coming to terms with the change he felt the next stab and injection in his right calve, his foot soon stretching and developing into a lower digitrade as Amanda chuckled in admiration at her work.

“Why…” Jonas managed to sob, freezing still between fear and arousal as he felt the press of her breasts upon his back.

“Because I can do as subtle as giving beauty, or making you hard to resist. But I’d rather make you into the monster you really are.” Amanda replied hooking her tail around and under Jonas to strike into the middle of his chest.

“This is one change I’m sure you can appreciate.” Amanda then teased before standing upright and walking around to admire Jonas crying out in unexpected pleasure cupping his chest as it quickly swelled into sensitive double D breasts.

“STOP!” Jonas cried out struggling to stand, unsure of how to move with his mutated right limbs, as he found a strange delight in his new left limb squeezing the newly grown breast in its claw, seemingly with a mind of its own. “Please…” He begged solemnly.

“Okay. You’re right. I should stop.” Amanda responded in feigned compassion, with a sarcastic grin across her face. Seeing Jonas’s pleading eyes Amanda’s tail struck with the speed of a snake.

“Nature does prefer symmetry.” Amanda jubilantly remarked watching as Jonas rolled on the ground as he now convulsed with his left arm and leg, and newly emergent right limb all changing at once.

“What do we have here?” A feminine voice seductively asked as its form sauntered out of the shadows.

“My latest experiment.” Amanda replied with a grin, “Trying to see if I can make something redeemable from this human trash.”

As the woman approached something about her felt strangely familiar to Jonas. He felt the pulse of arousal and sexual hunger within him, his limbs seeming to shiver in eagerness for him to unleash the monstrosity he was becoming.

Watching as the woman made out and groped passionately with his cousin he began to notice her inhuman features. The phallic tail, digitrade legs, hips, ass and tits a pornstar would dream of, topped by canid ears, a light brown pelt, and a slight snout.

The lean lupine woman soon dropped to all fours to stalk around the gorilla and crab armed man with digitrade legs as he recovered from the sudden transformations and struggled back up on all fours. His mind failing to fight how natural the position now felt.

Jonas breathed heavily, trying to make sense of the sensations over running him. He wanted to try lunging forward and lashing out at his cousin. To pin her down and feel himself slip into her.

No. No. He didn’t. He wanted this to stop, how could he do that?

“What do you think?” Amanda asked the new arrival, honestly feeling distinguished pride for what she had done. She didn’t care for the human condition, she had transcended it. Now she wondered how she could better those still suffering their soulful burdens.

After all, Jonas was simply her first specimen.

“Well to be honest I find it a little lacking.” The lupine woman remarked lowering her form to the ground and spying beneath the defensively postured Jonas.

Sensing the new strangely familiar arrival stalking closer Jonas turned and swiped towards her.

The she wolf simply laughed in amusement as her slender frame dodged back, watching as Jonas crumpled to the ground in new found agonizing pleasure. His hands cupping his balls as he dealt with the latest sting from his cousin.

Amanda cackled in amusement before uttering a new realization that tore at Jonas’s psyche.

“Can’t have a mother disappointed in their child.” Amanda relished solving the puzzle in Jonas’s mind. While he hadn’t recognized his own mother Amanda knew that Kristen hadn’t lacked the same problem.

Amanda and Kristen could sense the subconscious arousal off of Jonas, like sharks not just with blood in the water, but sensing the very energy of a prey's nervous system. No matter how hard they tried to hide it.

As Jonas rolled to keep eyes on the two demonic women as they met in embrace again he struggled with the orgasmic sensations overwhelming him. He fought his body as it tried to break free from his straining mind.

His cock grew stiff and rigid, stretching 12” long through his monstrous grip, and developing the girth of a baseball bat. As he held it he felt it start to shift under its own volition, the slit end of his cock widening as his cock literally became a blind snake, its new tongue flickering forth.

As Jonas came to term with the strangely shifting serpent one hand shifted down beneath his now swollen apple sized testicles.

As his fingers explored past the testicles they felt a strange dampness, Jonas gasped in unexpected shock as he felt his finger penetrate into his newly formed fold.

Jonas stopped there, quivering in fear at just what had been done to them. He fought back tears as his mind processed just what he had felt, just what he had done. It was impossible.

God he was horny.

Jonas tried to shake the shadowy emergent thoughts from his mind.

You’re a monster only a mother could love.

Look at that ass, you should fuck her. Maybe then Amanda.

“Mmm… Is there anything you can do about how wimpy he is?” Kristen mockingly remarked.