Super Slut

Bound to his body, the flesh-hounds had altered Aaralon's form to match his desires. Since what he had craved more than anything this night was sex, the transformation had crafted him into the lusty bitch he wanted to fuck.

The Aaralon before them had curly blonde hair down to the small of her back. Her face was soft with baby fat with plump and pouty lips breathing steam into the air. Her DD cup breasts were topped with budding pink nipples clearly erect from the doorway. The simple pants had fallen off the narrowed waist and strained against her child-bearing hips. While she stood shorter, her legs were longer than they had been while male. The hairless ankles peeked out from the cuffs of the pants.

Aaralon had to fight his and Green's growing lust. She needed a good fucking; she needed to be made the bitch she's begging to become. It was getting harder for Aaralon to think of that body as his own and harder to deny his lust.