Hydra Hullabaloo

(CW: Weird scaly shit this time.)

Emmie Cross always used her break to go to the coffee shop two storefronts down from the grocery shop were she worked. Bean Bois had lots of specialty roasts, were open to even more special orders and had cute servers to boot. Which obviously meant that the small café was rather packed at lunchtime, and Emmie had been lucky that she only had to share her table with one guy that had simply introduced himself as 'Zachary' and then tucked into his bagel. That suited Emmie just fine, she had better things to do on her lunch break than talk to virtual strangers.

Sipping on her latte, Emmie browsed her phone absentmindedly, barely absorbing what she read. Something about strange cases at the hospitals, talks about a lockdown and calling the National Guard, the ramblings of politicians and perverts, but Emmie had been pulling double shifts all week and simply didn't care about anything but finishing the day, so the details dropped out of Emmie's mind almost as soon as she read them. Taking another mouthful of her latte, Emmie frowned as the pleasant warmth the sweet liquid spread in her stomach radiated further and further into her body.

"What the...?" Something in Emmie's lower torso twitched, and the warmth slowly rose to an undeniably pleasurable heat. "Huh?"

And Emmie certainly wasn't the only one feeling strange sensations wash over her: Zachary grunted and froze, cheek bulging with a bite of his bagel. In fact, almost everyone in Bean Bois was acting strange - doubling over, twitching, groaning, shaking, some even spilled their coffee on the ground. But Emmie could spare only a quick glance at the other patrons, because the inexplicable arousal began to slowly ramp up, the nipples capping her modest breasts beginning to dig into her bra.

But they were not the only sensitive spots brushing against fabric. Gasping, face flush with lust, Emmie put her hands over two spots just under her belly button - and felt the familiar softness of breastflesh, twin points of pleasure digging into her palms. It only made her arousal rise faster, but still, Emmie had to see, had to understand, not caring that she was in public, but pulling up her shirt didn't help.

To the contrary: Seeing the swelling mounds on her lower abdomen was dizzying, crazy, and the little nubs now starting to grow close to her hipbones made Emmie question if someone had laced her latte with ****. No matter the reason, the breasts kept swelling, jiggling with every lustful twitch of Emmie's body. The tiny, flailing nubs did their best to keep up, soon even outpacing her breasts, and Emmie gaped as she realized they were developing something like an elbow, a palm, fingers.

Only neither of it was human. The fingers were tipped with tiny, sharp claws, the fingers themselves armored in soft, forest-green scales, as were the arms themselves. And the larger the new limbs grew, the better Emmie found she could control them - only the sublime lust fogging her brain made her lose control in a different way. Even as her lower set of tits and her scaly arms grew, she fondled her new boobs gently, rolling the swollen nipples between fingers not even a minute old.

"Nnngh~..." Emmie's second row of boobs was resting heavily on her scaled arms, heavier by the minute, breasts once again outpacing limbs. Already they were larger than her original set, and they were only getting bigger. "Fu--hfff~!"

Throwing a glance to Zachary, Emmie saw him thumping his head against the table, small, bone-white points poking out of his hair as something stretched the back of his shirt. But a mighty, tingling sensation beginning in Emmie's growing set of arms brought her attention back to herself: With every pleasurable pulse, the rich green scales spread over Emmie's body, the new, heavy orbs of her lower breasts turning from the pink of flesh to the green of scales.

Moaning and mewling, Emmie gaped at her changing body, upper arms slipping under her shirt almost without her input, snapping open her front-hooked bra to play with her comparably small breasts, pushing her lower set together with her new arms and marveling at the half pink, half deep green cleavage this created. Again and again her lower body pulsed, scales consuming her soft pink skin, breasts and thighs soon covered with them.

But Emmie's skin turning scaly wasn't the only change coursing through her body. Groaning, she felt her lower spine click and stretch, body elongating inexorably and making it awkward to sit. Something was pushing against the upper swell of her butt cheeks when the scales began to cover them, twitching and lengthening together with her body, and Emmie rolled off her chair as her lower body became so long she almost fell over the backrest as she arched her back in pleasure.

Resting on her lower elbows, breasts flowing over the floor and Emmie's scaly arms, the changing girl kept playing with all four boobs, gasping, panting as her by now tauric lower body began to expand and thicken, jeans creaking as her legs put on muscle, fat and scales in equal measure, toes becoming claws, feet growing longer to give her a digitigrade stance, growing ass raised into the air behind her. The tip of her growing tail was by now tenting the bottom of her jeans, and in a corner of her mind, Emmie realized it was only a matter of time before she shredded her pants.

Other patrons were way ahead of her. There was one middle-aged woman whose swelling breasts had burst open her shirt, sending buttons everywhere, and now her thickening arms shredded the arms as her own tail lifted the hem of her skirt as she grew taller and broader with muscle. There was a young man, his laptop forgotten before him, the last of his masculinity melting away as his curvaceous body ripped his jeans and shirt to pieces, revealing bronze scales and marvelous, perfectly round breasts capped by stiff nipples that were threatening to crush his computer. There was a third, ruby-scaled rump facing Emmie, legs wide and tail raised as her pink entrance twitched and gaped, practically begging for a cock to fill it.

The entire café showed scenes like these, the air thick with the smells and sounds of pleasure, but Emmie could pay them no heed as her pants finally gave up the ghost, her tauric lower body grown too large for them. Cool, climate-controlled air wafted over Emmie's snatch as it fluttered, tail swishing side to side and flinging the remains of her pants away as it kept growing longer.

Still Emmie's body pulsed with pleasure, swelled larger, pushing away chairs and tables and brushing against writhing bodies, soft, scaly breasts, strong muscles, but when she looked down at herself, she saw that while the green scales had grown upwards on her torso, making her bellybutton melt away, they had stopped right below her ribcage. Everything below was surprisingly flexible, like a snake's body, leading to a thick, powerful lizard-like body.

Emmie's lower breasts were large even on her titanic frame, muscular, scaled arms playing over the scaled curves bulging out from under her, accentuating the rather slight, human body of the snake-like neck of her tauric half, but Emmie didn't even care that unlike everyone else in Bean Bois, her original tits had not gained any cup-size at all. No, something else was much more important: the growing emptiness between her hind legs, liquid lust tricking down her muscular, scaly thighs. But to Emmie's luck, that emptiness was about to get filled.

The table Emmie had been sitting at, which had begun to dig into her side, suddenly disappeared, and Emmie saw it hurtling through the air to her left until it crashed through the window at the front of Bean Bois and out on the street. Emmie turned her body on the snakelike neck it grew from now, easily able to turn around nearly 180 degrees, and saw Zachary standing close to her left flank. At least she assumed it was Zachary.

The absolute hunk of a being was covered in red scales and the remains of a shirt, pecs and abs a slightly lighter hue. Muscles bulged with every movement, a face with a short snout twitching with lustful spasms. Zachary's hair was gone, replaced by curving horns growing from over his brows, and from his back, leathery wings grew, even folded up still impressively big. But Emmie's attention was commanded by another impressively big feature of the red dracomorph 's body: From between his legs, a massive, light pink shaft rose, tapering to a thin point, the bulge at the throbbing cock's underside studded with thick nodules dripping with the pre oozing from Zachary's urethra. It was completely oversized for Zachary's body, even as large as he had grown, easily rising to the level of his pecs even at the angle it projected from his crotch. In other words, it was just perfect for Emmie's enormous tauric body.

"Zachary?" Except being thick with lust in a way it had never quite been, Emmie's voice had not changed at all. As gigantic as her tauric, saurian half was, as thin was it's neck leading to her human torso - barely thicker than the latter, which had not grown at all. But it didn't matter, Zachary instantly reacted, fixing Emmie with an unsteady gaze full of lust. "Fuck me with that huge cock."

"R-really?!" Even on a face as inhuman as Zachary's, relief and lust were clear to see as his voice rumbled through teeth like daggers. "God, I'm so horny..."

"Yes, really." Smiling seductivly, Emmie swivelled her giant saurian body around with sideways steps of her hind legs, forcing Zachary to step back and almost step on a lizard man balls-deep inside a helplessly moaning female dracomorph , her hands on her enormous tits and her wingclaws holding onto her lovers shoulders. Finally, she could present her dripping pussy to her would-be lover, tail raised and to the side invitingly. "Now get that thing inside me!"

Even though Zachary was clearly bigger than before, he was still dwarfed by Emmie's tauric half - she was by far the biggest in the cramped room, every last one of its occupants swollen to impressive proportions. There were snouts buried in needy slits, long, draconic tongues servicing tapered, nodule-covered cocks, one lizard-woman was even hanging out into the street through the broken window as her partner, a taur far smaller than Emmie, pumped his shaft into her voluminous behind, forelegs on the windowsill. There were threesomes, foursomes, some partners simply caressed a nearby thigh or boob or wing occasionally - and there were many occasions. Bean Bois was packed with writhing, scaly bodies brushing against each other, and Emmie towered over all.

But all of this was of little consequence when Emmie felt Zachary clamber onto the heels of her hind legs, the 'backwards knees' giving him the elevation he needed to reach the taurs needy slit. Holding on to Emmie's wide hips with his wings and one arm, Zachary used the free arm to angle his huge shaft down, pulling back his hips and finally began to push it in, Emmie's pussy welcoming him eagerly, each of the nodules on the underside of Zachary's massive cock stretching Emmie's pussy and, more importantly, grinding against her clit.

"Oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh-ooooooh!" Emmie went crosseyed with pleasure, monstrusly enlarged snatch filled deliciously by an even more monstrous shaft. Her hind legs trembled, but held strong for now, hips twitching as Zachary pushed more of his length into her. "Guh-uh-ah!"

The sensations were new, exciting and intense, Emmie's tongue lolling out as she groped her two sets of tits, the titanic lower one as well as the smaller upper one, intent to chase the high she knew she was about to reach, when two things happened at once: First, Zachary jammed his enormous cock home, heavy, scaled balls slapping into Emmie's clit, his tapered tip tickling Emmie's deepest parts. And simultaneously, the two dragonets grinding their eager pussies against each other in front of the giant taur noticed the massive, soft orbs next to them and latched onto nipples the size of average human cocks, licking eagerly with hot, pointy tongues.

"Ah-oh-ooaaaaaAAH!" It was entirely too much for Emmie, her tauric body twitching and shaking as pleasure blanketed her mind, thoughts going blank, frenzied moans washing over her lips. The bliss was so intense that Emmie began seeing double, upper torso writhing, there was a ripping sound that Emmie barely registered... "Oh fu--oh fu-- oh fuuuck~!"

The two mouths on her tits kept suckling all through her climax, Zachary began making tiny little thrusts as he tried to gauge his leverage and how safe he was standing, and something soft brushed against Emmie's human elbows. Still in the throes of bliss, Emmie turned towards the sensation, something weird happened with her field of view, and suddenly she saw herself. Out of two sets of eyes.

While the resulting shock cut the height of her climax short, the pleasure coursing through Emmie just didn't end, and throwing a glance down herselves, Emmie realised that her upper body and the neck leading to her tauric half had split in two during her orgasm, even though there was still only one mind, now looking out of two identical faces, controlling both of them simultaneously. It was dizzying and strange, but so was the entire experience ever since Emmie had begun growing her second set of tits.

"Oh gaawwd~..." The new development mattered even less when Zachary began thrusting in earnest, using arms and wings simultaneously to hold on to Emmie's rear, the arm that had been directing his shaft wrapped around the hydra's tail. Both her heads spoke at the same time, their slackjawed expressions of lust exciting Emmie even more. "Fffuck meee~!"

In fact, having a second upper body only served to enhance Emmie's pleasure; embracing herself, Emmie gave herself a long, hungry kiss, arms caressing soft skin and hands squeezing pert breasts, playing with Emmie's human nipples while the ones down below were being suckled on. Lips tingled with pleasure as Emmie explored her new, yet still so familiar anatomy; she knew all the sensitive spots she loved, but never before had she been able to stimulate them like this, from an outside perspective - let alone twice simultaneously.

Of course, there where entirely new sensitive spots being serviced as the dragonets kept suckling and slurping on Emmie's huge lower nipples while fingering each other, moaning into the hydra's heaving breasts. Zachary had found his rhythm, every slow, methodical thrust making Emmie's legs shake and her pussy twitch, clit buzzing with pleasure as Zachary's cock nodules rubbed against it many times with each thrust. In and out, in and out, filled up and then achingly empty, anticipating the next thrust, Emmie's mind reeled from the **** of pleasure, from having her two upper bodies please each other, her next climax rapidly approaching thanks to the heretofore unthinkable sensations.

"Mmnffffuuuck~..." Each of her heads moaning into the other's mouth, Emmie squeezed one of her upper breasts while running a hand over the back of the other upper body. Once again, pleasure crested, climax made easy thanks to Zachary's incredible dick thrusting in and out of Emmie and her new, unique ability to self-stimulate. "Yes, oh fuck--YES!"

Again, there was a shift in Emmie's vision, a blissful quiver in her scaly neck and left upper torso - which now was her middle upper torso as Emmie's climax went on, three mouths gasping and squealing as Zachary sent shocks of pleasure through her core every time bottomed out, making pussy juices squelch out onto the floor. The new torso hugged Emmie's middle body from behind, cupping her perky boobs and playing with them with gusto. Bending her right neck, Emmie lowered the corresponding body enough to wrap her lips around one stiff nipple, yet another set of hot lips wrapped around a throbbing pleasure nub to make the hydra twitch and moan hotly as the left torso nibbled on a sensitive earlobe.

"God, Zachary, yo-your cock is the beeest~!" Two mouths spoke, Emmie's third busy lapping over her nipple, gently biting down on it as she gave it a tongue-lashing - Emmie knew best what she liked, after all. "You're so! Fucking! Huge!"

He was. Even compared to Emmie's titanic tauric half, Zachary's size was impressive, filling her up better than any other cock ever had, even though she'd grown considerably. Not to mention the shape, perfectly designed to pleasure her, the nodules gliding over her folds and grinding into her clit never letting her come down too far from her orgasmic high. Two heads panted, one through her nose, and Emmie did her best to have her six upper hands everywhere at once while her scaly lower ones caressed her enormous breasts gently, sometimes straying to the dracomorph lesbians stimulating her nipples so exquisitly to run gently over their bodies in thanks.

"Yeeessss!" Three throats sang lustful praises to Zachary's monster cock, soon joined by a fourth as Emmie's middle head split again, this time to the back and left, as another climax rippled through the hydra's enormous body. "Right the--right theaaaaaAAH!"

Emmie's four human torsoes hugged and caressed and kissed and licked each other even as her orgasm went on, hands squeezing breasts, lips wrapping around nipple, teeth nibbling on ears or pulling on lower lips in a dizzying, frenzied display of lust, pure instinct driving Emmie to ever greater heights, mirroring the tangle of scaled limbs all throughout Bean Bois as draconic throats growled and snarled and cried out in climax. Of course, none of Emmies own efforts on herself came close to Zachary's contributiong, tirelessly pounding the hydra's tauric half.

Or near-tirelessly - each thrust the dracomorph made became a little less steady, a little more jerky, but the added element of surprise added a delicious edge to the situation, each involuntary twitch of Zachary's hips making Emmie gasp from four mouths, every barely controlled thrust into her depths eliciting excited moans from four throats, and the hot pre spilling into her depths made the hydra shudder in delight. And even lust-addled as she was, Emmie knew what was happening.

"You-you're cumming, right?" Emmie spoke with only one breathless, lustful voice for the first time since her neck had first split, with two of her upper bodies kissing hungrily and one sucking on another's nipples, that one's left hand digging into the sucking body's hair and her right squeezing the free breast. "I need you inside. Please cum inside. Cum inside and f-fill me uuuup!"

Hearing Emmie's begging, Zachary was only too happy too oblige. Finally able to let all semblance of control go, the dracomorph gave a mighty, lusty roar and thrust with all his strength, once, twice, three times, rocking Emmie's giant tauric half, and...

"NuuaaAAAAH!" Scalding hot cum blasted into Emmie's twitching snatch, and the pure joy of being bred was enough to send her over the edge one last time, middle neck splitting once more, to the back and right to give the hydra five lustful, writhing necks. "Yes, breed me! Fucking breed me!"

The fifth head wasted no time to join Emmie's others in her efforts to prolong this last climax, at least for now. As Zachary bucked his hips and filled up Emmie's tauric half until cum began to drip from her snatch and onto the tail of a lizard-man eating out a draconid behind them, the hydra kept up the pleasurable **** on herself, licking nipples, squeezing breasts, caressing sensitive skin, exchanging hungry kisses with herself. Panting and moaning, seeing all of her heads in the throes of lust, Emmie shuddered in delight even as her climax began to ebb, Zachary's cumshots slowly petering out as he slowed his jerking hips, limbs shaking with exertion.

And finally, finally Emmie's hind legs gave out, sending her crashing to the floor, Zachary ending up on the wide back of her tauric half with his shaft still deep inside her. Emmie's heads, meanwhile, kept right on doing what they had been doing ever since the first new head had grown, moaning, murmuring and giggling as they delighted in the afterglow.

The sound of sirens - ambulance and police - finally ended the post-orgy cuddling and kissing between the scaled patrons enjoying post-coital bliss together, the first sitting up and exchanging loving glances, quick kisses or caresses. As the first ambulances stopped in front of Bean Bois, taurs, dracomorph s and lizard-men and -women began to filter out through the shattered front window, not heeding the shards of glass, well-protected by their scales. New and old couples held hands or wrapped arms around waists, countering the stares of the crowd that had gathered with smiles, indifference or snarls.

Emmie and Zachary were the last to emerge, the dracomorph dwarfed by his enormous lover, her five heads ducking down to make it out of the front window. The hydra had to lift first one, then the other lower breast over the windowsill - even standing up, the heavy, pendulous orbs almost reached the ground, nipples grazing the sidewalk as Emmie finally made it outside, human arms shielding her faces against the sun.

Cops, EMTs and onlookers gaped at her titanic form towering over all, heads easily clearing the roofs of the ambulances, and Emmie couldn't help but blush; not because she was stark naked in public, but simply because she wasn't used to be the middle of attention. Feeling Zachary's hand on the shoulder of her tauric body, Emmie looked down with one head, the others looking around to survey the crowd.

"We got this." Zachary was smiling up at his lover encouragingly, caressing Emmie's scaled shoulder. "Whatever happens, I'm here for you."

"Thanks," Emmie replied, returning the smile before facing the crowd with all five heads. "Hi. I'm Emmie?"