Changing winds

-really want to start just naming these the their chapter numbers lol.

"Hu-ha!" Korrine's open palm connected with lightning quickness. Blue light coursing up and down her athletic arms as she ran through a set of complicated chops and punches into the animated practice dummy.

A similar blue light wafted off of the other figure. It moved with similar quickness, attempting to dodge the disciplined girl's swift and sure choreography.

The lithe woman danced with an aggressive grace, her tight muscles bulging from her legs, arms and back, constricting with each decisive movement.

Black tights conformed to every slight curve of her toned body as she continued the deadly dance. Her modest and high chest wobbled pleasingly with her rapid movements and below a significant, tube shaped bulge ran down the inside of her thigh.

“Good, good! Keep the movement up and your opponent won't ever be able to react.” the voice resonated from the parrying figure, seeming to bounce off of the walls in odd ways that made the precise origination uncertain.

“Now, finish it!” the entity demanded.

Korrine yelled aloud, her body lighting even brighter with that blue glow, her visage becoming nigh invisible to the naked eye. So quick that all that remained was an after image as she laid into her opponent with strengthened body and mind.

Still the automaton held it’s ground… if barely. With each incredible blow the bipedal stone being deflected and caught, small chips erupted from it’s stony exterior. Bit by bit Korrine wore down her opponent, small pieces flying off as she continued to push her upper limit.

Stone bits and dust littered the floor by the time the contest looked to be nearing its end. The two having gone on without rest for what must have been hours. A thick sheen of sweat dripped down and flew off from the blurry figure of Korrine, her tight armor basically see through in how it matted to the athletic girl’s figure.

With one final exertion of blinding blue power she executed a series of strikes that ended in the stone figure exploding in every direction.

Standing, coated from head to toe in sweat and dust she breathed deeply, her black pony tail swaying with her rising chest. Her body was suffused with the blue glow then as she raised her fists and closed her eyes. In moments her breathing receded as her body seemed to recover in moments from the hour’s long test.

“It appears that you are ready, student.” the echoing voice said.

Something alighted on the air over to Korrine. A stone, shaped like a crest and glowing blue from in laid runes floated next to the now calm if still soaked Korrine.

“Thank you Zay.” Korrine bowed, her hands clasped in subservience to the magical being. “I may live for only one purpose but regardless my heart is lightened at your praise.”

Zay laughed at his pupil.

“Don’t get too hot headed now. You’re measly eighteen years aren’t nearly long enough to learn the powers you could possess.” He sighed “alas, a contract is a contract.”

“Of course Zay!” Korrine said, seeming to drop deeper into the bow. “I merely meant to imply my own gratitude, as insignificant as that is... that is all I have… regrettably.”

A chuckle reverberated from the floating block. “Yes I believe that is so.”

Some time later Korrine stood before the gate crystals.

The naturally purple crystal’s flickered with an omnipresent light, shining on the svelte form standing in its wake.

“Can I see you soon? I don’t want to be here alone.” a small voice said.

Korrine turned to the girl standing beside her. Smiling, she knelt so that she could look into the smaller person’s eyes.

Skin tinged slightly green and the beginnings of fangs protruding from her lower lip she and Korrine looked like different species. Yet they shared a kinship. At first when Korrine lived in this world, training and learning from the Maelphisians, she had been alone.

Korrine smiled wanly as she combed through the dark hair of her young friend, remembering when she had appeared through the only access to their small world. She looked so small and helpless back then, just a baby in a blanket, quiet and alone.

She hugged her tightly, whispering comfortingly.

“I don’t want to leave you either.”

They stayed like that for a time, just enjoying each other’s company for one last time, knowing that it was inevitable that they were to be separated.

“While I’m away I want you to care for the other’s, be their friend and older sister like I have been for you.” Korrine leaned back, holding to the small girl’s shoulders. “It will only be a short time for me. Train well so we can fight back to back with pride!” She grinned for the other girl’s benefit. The fanged girl smiled back, her small cheek quivering with the beginning of tears.

With that Korrine turned, walking with a confident stride into the glow of the swirling portal.

As soon as she was through, the lithe, powerful woman flared with blue power and she dodged as a small fleshy object squirmed through the air, its little tentacle arms reaching for her. With a quick reverse of her spinning body she kicked it with the back of her foot, the power behind the maneuver causing the dark object to be torn in half and fly off in different directions.

Getting her bearings Korrine observed the room she was now in. A small handful of the squirming starfish shaped monsters traversed slowly across the clean tile towards her.

Across the room a matronly woman with dark red hair lay atop one of the rooms medical tables. Legs spread and hands driven into her nethers she moaned, a delirious look in her eyes as she pleasured herself.

Korrine walked on light feet towards her, smothering the life out of any tentacled monsters that jumped at her as she went.

As she neared she finally saw what these things could actually do. Between her legs there was no longer a female slit and sexy rosebud, two wide holes pulsed, dark rippling flesh around the corrupted holes. Tentacles gripped to her body, centering on those vile places. At the moment the poor woman was shoving her hands into both of them, all five fingers easily fitting into the gaping darkness. Her eyes rolled thoughtlessly in their sockets as she moaned in pleasure.

No matter what Korrine did the woman seemed to not even notice the athletic figure standing over her. Seeing that she could do nothing for her she ran off down the hall, keeping an eye out for the little monsters as she went.

"I'm coming, my mistress. I shall not let you down."

“Nuh, Fuck. Ciann-mmn.. You feel just so… incredible.” Aria moaned out. Her hands were above her tightly holding to her goddess-wife’s big milky breasts as she slowly bounced on Aria’s huge rod. Perverse squelching emanated from the hot hole as they continued their love making.

Cianna giggled demurely, making sure to arc her back in a seductive manner, so that her entranced wife had easy access to those praise-worthy tits.

“Are you ready to make more sexy demi-goddesses my slutty little sphinx?” She slowly rose up on the slab of flesh, it’s pulsing redness stretching her malleable tunnel in a way that made concentration difficult for the still talking Cianna. “Fill me up with your hot load over and over again. We can have as many as you like.”

Cianna had raised herself high enough now to only have the mushroom head covered by her inflamed lips. Large droplets of their combined fluids slid down its huge length and spilled from the tight entrance. Ever so slowly Cianna lowered herself once again.

“Make me a mother again, Aria, make me huge with your child.”

Aria’s wandering gaze rolled back and she moaned anew, her hands going up to meet with her lovers as she continued to lower herself onto the vibrating length.

Cianna smiled as she felt the heat of fresh life being **** into her every crevice. Ever so slowly she continued her pace down the huge cock, its great heat and girth filling her almost as full as the cum soaking into her birthing chamber. Finally her huge thighs met with that of her soul mate’s and she gave herself over to the sweet embrace of climax, joining her wife in bliss.

They lay on the plush couch, naked, cuddling in the dim light of the desk lamp. Occasionally kissing but mostly enjoying the nearness of each other’s embrace.

Celise sat, curled up on the cushioned desk-chair, tuckered out from the constant sex and over-all eventful day. A constant stream of cum leaked from both of her stretched holes into the chair seat, her long dick, not producing it’s enthralling musk in it’s soft state. Occasionally a fluffy white ear would twitch with her dreaming mind.

The handful of guards remained in the room, lining the wall in equal intervals, even now not showing any signs of what they thought of their mistress’ activities with her family.

“So, what do you think? Have I just ‘expanded our lineage’?” Aria asked as she stared into her lover’s eyes.

Cianna smiled, looking back. “Hmm… I don’t know, too soon to say for certain.” A mischievous smile grew on her red lips. “You’ll just have to fuck me again and again, to… make sure.”

Aria laughed and couldn’t help it as her huge girth hardened quickly, smacking the taller woman in the belly as it rose from in between their relaxing forms.

“Fuck…” She groaned. “This thing just never slows down. Like usually I find you irresistible enough as it is but with having this it’s like just the thought of you in that sexy body of yours has me at eleven.” As she talked her hips began to move and the immense length moved up in between Cianna’s huge tits, separating them slightly even as the head disappeared in between the sexy milk tanks. Aria’s eyes crossed and she had to bite down on her lip to keep from moaning like a whore.

Cianna turned her gaze as if she was thinking, her hands going to press down on her wife’s abdomen to help slow her eager thrusting.

“Well I guess some of that might be because it’s new nerves that you’re unfamiliar with… aaaand maybe a little because I might have made it extra sensitive.” a playful undertone filled her words.

Aria punched her wife in the shoulder, unable to get any real **** behind the move because of their closeness. “W-wow. No wonder… ungh-I can’t think straight with this f-thing.”

An idea popped into her head and she grinned. “Your tits are just as sensitive as you made my cock.”

The collar still on Cianna’s neck flashed and she felt the command take effect.

However, Aria didn’t see any further reaction from her wife besides the continued massaging of her breasts. She frowned.

Cianna rolled her eyes, exasperated, “It was already this sensitive before.” Aria looked on in shock. “What? Why? How?”

“Well…” she seemed almost abashed to continue “when you’re having the best sex of your life every day for thousands of years… you have to... spice things up a bit every once in a while soo…” she twisted her lips in a way that Aria thought oddly cute.

“Well I permanently increase my overall sensitivity every couple of centuries... it was actually probably a little more sensitive than this.” She looked down at her huge boobs and the bit of cock head peeking above its bouncy breadth.

Aria pulled her in for another steamy kiss, her hip thrusts momentarily stalled.

She pulled back to give her own mischievous grin.

“Well if you want to be such a spoilsport... Up your sensitivity on your amazing tits to double whatever your highest has ever been.”

Finally she watched as her usually demure, confident wife flinched as the collar flashed and those huge boobs seemed to tense visibly, growing a deeper red by the second, dripping milk in an even thicker stream.

“Awesome.” Aria thrust her hips quickly, making the tunnel of breast flesh jiggle around her girth. Aria smiled as her wife began to moan through gritted teeth, her taller body shaking with sudden arousal.

“Fuck, wife. This is dangerous… but so good!” she bit down on the other woman’s shoulder, grunts and groans in her throat as her curvy body shook with climax. Her milky tits squirted a fresh batch even as her quim flooded the couch below it in her feminine musk.

“H-hah, ffuuuuck….” Cianna said as her quacking, shivering muscles settled atop her big-cocked wife. Still Aria rubbed her cock between those sweaty, sticky tits, herself clearly on the verge of exploding white. Cianna could feel herself quickly arriving at that edge again as her tits, still rattling with the reverberations of her last mind-shattering climax, squished that hard and hot beast.

“D-don’t we have other girl’s I should be checking in… mmf… on?” Cianna said, her voice shaking with her wife’s slapping thighs.

Aria’s eyes lit with a hungry glint. “What, already getting cold feet? After all that talk about getting knocked up I thought you would be more serious about this.”

Her pace quickened, the slap of her thighs against Cianna’s own triple thick one’s loud in their ears.

“You’re not leaving this room until I’m certain you’ve got another set of three to give me.” Cianna’s eyes went wide as the collar at her neck flashed again and she knew it was true.

With a look of pure innocence the smaller wife blinked pleadingly

“Now, suck me off sweety, and enjoy my tasty drink I’ve provided for your fertility.”

Again the collar flashed and Cianna was helpless but to lower herself slightly and still giving her wife a boob job, she engulfed the girthy stick, her lips suctioning for all her worth.

Oh goddess, what have I gotten myself into?

At a point in the night Eve and her sister had moved to a far corner of the bed in order to sleep. She’d woken to a surprising sight.

Ivy lay on her back, eyes heavily lidded as she moaned, gutteral and un-intelligent. All four of her huge milk jugs had parasitic tentacles ringing where her hyper productive milk spilled freely. There was no way that someone should be able to expel so much and never seem to run out. The huge holes in her tits shot out streams of the stuff, her whole body coated thickly in not just cum from the day’s activities but also thick streams of her own productivity. Her hands fumbled for those open holes, slipping over the un-ceasing supply of milk as she tried to stimulate the ever libidinous holes.

Eve hadn’t sat idly by as her sister was attacked by the drilling parasites. She had tried to snap in order to reverse whatever had caused this. Yet when she’d gone to do so, her fingers had been incapable of responding fully, stopping just as her fingers connected.

So she’d tried magic. She was probably the most capable of her sisters to cast spells as she had found a particular interest training up to be able to do the complicated body transmorphs. That as well had been halted, just as she was completing the symbols and gestures to execute a quick spell her hand halted it’s movement and the spell fizzled out.

“Having a little trouble with your spells Eve-ey?” a sadistic voice said.

The figure of Alice walked towards the kneeling Eve. dark lines of intimidating chains and endless soul-less eyes. Her massive flaccid cock, so large it dragged through the thick sludge on the floor between her slowly moving legs.

“Believe me when I say that I wish I could just let you have at it. Up until now your changes have been most… appealing.” she ended that with her endless orbs wandering about the incessant moaning, writhing forms around the room. “Oh yes, I searched your mind. I know of all the changes you’ve made, changes that no one can possibly remember but you.”

Eve searched fruitlessly for any way to stop her maddened friend, some way to break the hold on her mind.

“Oh I could just make you just do what I want, it's way too easy really. See, I’ve got a way that’s just a bit more fun though, a bit more… fucked up.”

With that she reached back to her huge ass, shivering, to produce yet another of the tentacled abominations.

“Now be a sweetie and hold still, OK?” her voice sounded… pouty in Eve’s head like a nurse talking to her young patient.

Regardless of what Eve wanted, she could not move as Alice reached her and with her immense, flaccid dick in her face Alice placed the writhing mass of tentacled flesh against the back of the base of Eve’s skull. The arms of the thing quickly wrapped around her face, several of the appendages sticking to the edges of her mouth. They pulled, causing her plump lips to open into an “O”. As Alice stepped back, she raised her hands to her pussy like she was admiring a beautiful new dress.

Eve groaned through her opened mouth. Nauseous vertigo assaulted her senses as that point in the back of her head and inward a searing warmth assaulted her senses. Her body shook with uncontrollable motions, arms and legs randomly flailing as she fell to her side, unable to sense anything but that odd drilling into her very mind.

All of a sudden it was over. She slowly sat up, uneasy with the simple motion. It was… hard to think, like a thick fog of… sex had settled over her head. Even as she sat there, it was difficult remembering why she had been so on edge only moments ago. She felt both of her cocks exit their respective pussies… yeah… that’s what she needed… to find a hole… to fill…

Something pricked at her memory. She reached up with tentative fingers to the new hole at the back of her neck. Sliding slowly over the soft skin at her neck… she reached the hole, her fingers slowly passing over the pulsating ring.

Eve lost vision, hearing, smell, feeling, all of her senses just disappeared as her whole being became just that sensation of the horrific hole melded to the base of her skull. It shocked her so forcefully that she didn't realize she had fallen yet again, her held open mouth scooping into the tide of cum covering the floor.

Alice stepped over the poor dickgirl, so her feet were on either side of her. With a quick shove, Eve lay face down in the filth, bubbles forming from around her open mouth.

“I guess this would be annoying if you drowned…” Alice manually made Eve think and snap her fingers.

The bubbles stopped even though Eve’s chest continued to rise and fall.

“Now with that out of the way… It’s time for the main course!”

A shiver ran up her spine as she lined up the end of her mammoth cock with the comparatively tiny hole. Pushing what little could enter into Eve’s brain-hole she stroked the immense thing. So big, that Alice had to step back once to allow the head to stay prodding the unconscionable hole.

Eve screamed out, gargling, unintelligible moans as her brain was overwritten with this incalculable pleasure.

With a thought, a girl came up to Alice, her hands reaching around to her back side, furiously spreading and fisting her infected anus. She opened her mouth and her tongue extended to wrap around Alice’s impossible rod. Ever longer and longer the girl’s tongue extended, wrapping around and around until the whole thing was basically covered in wet and textured muscle.

Alice relaxed herself, enjoying the pleasurable teasing of one of the changed Soraya’s

She was pleased when the tongue snaked down to her exposed anus.

Smiling internally as a thought came to her, she let one of those few parasites which were left, escape to meet with the long tongue. The girl suddenly moaned, falling to her knees as the parasite melded with the ending to her unique trait.

Still that long mass of muscle writhed over Alice’s ridiculous cock-meat.

Pussy-mouth fluttering and gushing, she came into Eve. Her cock pulsed with each blast of viscous cum. In three blasts cum was spilling from Eve’s skull-hole to run in large globs down the sides of her face and matting into her hair.

From the moment the spongy end of Alice’s insane tool met with her head-hole Eve lost all sense of who she was. All that existed was that all-consuming pleasure. Each moment that the pressure **** its way into her head, her mind, her sense for who she was, was being torn asunder in favor of more of this pleasure.

Then suddenly her mind filled with warmth. The tendrils of this new, amazing tunnel, covered every inch of her mind and slowly a thought permeated the never ending pleasure.

“Please her, you must please her.”

It grew stronger.

An idle question.

who is she?

“Please your master… Please Alice.”

That… that doesn’t…

“No, you must please her… she is everything.”

I… don’t…

“She is everything.”

Yes.

“She is your master.”

She is my master.

"Alice is your master."

Alice is my master.

Alice is everything.