The Safari Zone

The tap of leather on stone was heard as Verdi and Fenri raced up the stairs, the leather harness hooking Citrinas to him as he thrust into her with each step he made, her naked body on full display to the world. She groaned, feeling the spikes on his cock dig into her while his tentacles dragged across her cervix and teased her womb. With every thrust, she could feel the fat flared tips of his cocks punch into her guts and womb, distorting her belly with their outline. Her clit-dick throbbed, bouncing against her distended belly with each step, her massive boobs swaying in sympathy, the plugs shoved into her nipples sealing the semen and milk trapped inside of them. Yet, all those sensations combined couldn’t even hope to compare to the terror she felt upon seeing sunlight shining at her at the top of the stairs, heralding the hustle and bustle of the city. All the people living there would see her naked body!

She tensed up as she saw Tristiana’s outline standing at the top of the stairs.

“Citrinas, I’m really sorry that - WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY SISTER!?” the kitsune asked as Verdi reached the top of the stairs after Fenri, losing the race to the top. She could feel his cocks throb inside of her as his flare expanded in her womb, telltale signs that he was on the verge of cumming. His knots began to swell on her ass, the spines studding them digging into her skin as she felt her insides heat up from his precum.

“Like it? The lamias gave it to me. Was gonna wear it around town and show off.” Verdi said cheerily, treating Citrinas as a glorified accessory to show off while Tristiana had an expression of pure disbelief and… Jealousy? Citrinas blinked as she watched her sister blush red and look away.

“GET HER OFF!” She demanded as Verdi shifted in place, his knots continuing to swell against Citrinas’ ass.

“Okay. You asked for it.” Verdi said, grabbing Citrinas by the waist and gently lifting her, a wet schlorp filling the air as he dragged her off his cocks. Just when she was at the tip of his cocks, he slammed her down, his cocks plunging into her insides as Citrinas felt a surge of pleasure, his abrupt thrust forcing another climax out of her. Her face twisted to pure bliss as her tongue lolled out of her mouth, her lower lips stretching painfully around both his knots. She felt him throb as his cock swelled, the only warning he ever gave as she felt his cum surge up his cocks.

“There. I-hng-got her off.” Verdi answered, his words occasionally interrupted as he pumped spurts of hot cum inside her. Citrinas felt her womb heat up and swell while her ass was flooded, Verdi's knots and flares denying even the tiniest drop from escaping her holes. With her ass stuffed and her bowels not as flexible as her ballooning womb, the only way Verdi’s cum could take was up, up, up: She felt the hot liquid surge through her intestines, covering the distance impressively fast, then fill her stomach from the bottom up. Her quickly growing belly pushed outward, causing her to yelp as it pushed into her over-sensitized clit-dick, the slightest touch like lightning across her entire body.

“THAT IS NOT WHAT I MEANT AND YOU KN-!” Tristiana shouted as Fenri grabbed her mouth with one hand while using her other hand to bind the kitsune’s hands behind her back.

“INVENTORY!” She shouted as a length of rope and leather instantly spawned around the kitsune, silencing and binding her in the same breath. “Looky here Verdi, thought I caught me a fox, but I guess I found a rat instead!” Fenri said, holding up Tristiana as though she were a cat presenting a mouse to her owner.

“N-nice catch.” Verdi groaned, far more interested in filling Citrinas than talking to Fenri. His balls continued to swell, then contract as they produced sperm far faster than he could expel it. The pungent taste of sperm and floral oils filled her mouth as Citrinas began vomiting white, Verdi’s semen overflowing out of her mouth. At the same time, she could see her womb eclipse her chest in size, her belly akin to a woman pregnant with twins.

“MPH!” Tristiana shouted, struggling to break free as Fenri held her head closer to listen.

“What’s that Foxy? You’re thirsty? Here, drink up!” Fenri said, pulling the gag off Tristiana’s mouth.

“I DID NOT SAY-DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE PUT-GLRRRRK!” Mere seconds after the gag was removed, Tristiana’s complaints turned to loud choked noises as her throat was packed to the brim with girl-cock. Citrinas moaned loader, another sense of pleasure barraging her as she felt a warm hole wrap around her clit-dick. She squirmed and quivered, the current sensation of her sister’s throat gagging and spasming throat wrapped around her clit completely different from Verdi’s tentacles that would stroke her with countless feelers and Fenri’s masterful throat stroking her length. She looked down, her cum inflated belly and swollen chest denying her a glimpse of her sister’s form fellating her. She felt pressure build within her body as she fought to resist her budding climax, her body visibly trembling in ecstasy as it prepared to fill her sister.

She let out a cry of pure bliss, her voice causing everyone to stop and look upon her, their eyes drinking in her perverse form as she felt her clit-dick grow in girth, the sheer amount of cum flooding down its length causing her clit to swell. She could feel every muscle in her body tense up, her hips instinctively thrusting forwards only to have Verdi’s knots to hold her in place. She could hear the sound of her cum surging forth as the first liter was sent flooding into her sister’s waiting stomach. She felt warmth at the tip of her clit-dick, Verdi’s cum pooling inside of her sister as she felt another surge of seed escape her clit. Before she could finish emptying her womb, she felt a breeze as Fenri pulled Tristiana off her clit, leaving only the tip inside her mouth as Tristiana was **** to taste Verdi’s seed and actively swallow it to avoid suffocation. She felt a hand grasp her clit, vigorously stroking her to completion as Citrinas’ womb was emptied out.

“Wasn’t that a nice drink?” Fenri asked mockingly, an audible pop being heard as Citrinas felt a few residual spouts of sperm gush from her, drenching her sister in white as Tristiana began coughing. Her once trim belly had become just as large as Citrinas’, her stomach packed to the brim with seed as the taste of sperm and flowers filled her taste buds.

“Fuck… You…” Tristana grumbled, spitting out a mouthful of sperm as she instinctively tried to reach to her face and wipe away the semen, only to remember her arms were still bound behind her back.

“What’s that Foxy? You wanna go to another event? Well if you insist!” Fenri said before replacing the gag, denying Tristiana a chance to spit out the last of the semen. A new problem formed as she found that she couldn’t spit out the semen with the gag, nor could she swallow it with her stomach as full as it was. Instead, she was trapped in Fenri’s arms, the thick jelly-like seed clinging to her tongue as she was carried around like a toy.

“So, what’s next on the agenda?” Bey asked, outright ignoring Citrinas’ moans and Tristiana’s muffled cursing.

“I’m surprised you’re joining u-WHOA!” Verdi said, tripping forward as the added weight of Citrinas knocked him off balance. Before he could fall, Sarah and Eris caught him, the two hellhounds holding him up as he tried to stay balanced with Citrinas’ cum inflated body shifting his center of mass. “Thanks.” He said as he tried to stay upright.

“Y’know, I know you’re not a normal guy, but I gotta ask. Where do you get all that cum from?” Sarah asked as Eris gently pawed at Citrinas’ cum inflated breasts as though they were a toy.

“My balls?” Verdi asked, unsure what they meant, only to grunt as Eris began licking his cock and balls, her tongue almost sweltering hot as she lapped up whatever semen and vaginal juice leaked out from his knots.

“I mean, if you’re 120 pounds and firing 30 pounds of jizz, you should be 90 pounds by the end of it.” Sarah explained as Verdi scoffed.

“See, that’s because… Wait. No. That’s a good point. Am I breaking the laws of physics in my balls?” Verdi mused to himself before shaking his head. “Hm. Maybe I’m generating it by instinctively accumulating residual carbon dioxide and nitrogen from the air. No wait, I’d have to have a lot of carbon dioxide. I do make out with them, but that’s-”

“Less thinky, more fucky.” Fenri said, less interested in unraveling the mystery of how Verdi’s balls were breaking the laws of mass conservation and more interested in going to the next event. He shrugged, leading the way as Citrinas yelped, **** to hide her body as the rest of the city saw her. It was at that moment she realized how much she hated being famous.

“Is-is that the arch-imago!? No, it has to be a succubus look alike to mess with us.”

“Oh ho! How the mighty have fallen! Truly, no woman can win against the cock!”

“You go lad! Wreck that cunt!”

“It’s always the quiet ones who are the sluttiest.”

“That’s… No, I must be seeing things. There’s no way that’s her.”

The humans visiting the city were in pure disbelief, recognizing her face instantly yet unable to accept her debauched body or orgasmic expression to be real. The monsters, however, were more than happy to accept Citrinas to be real as they toyed with her. The male monsters cheered Verdi on, congratulating him for impregnating her and pushing him to continue breeding her. Of course, none of the men dared grope her, the semen coating her body keeping them at bay. It was the female monsters who were the worst part of traversing the city.

“Well, well. I see the arch-imago is learning life magic.” An angel said, walking over and stroking Citrinas’ clit before moving onto her chest, noting the plugs stuffed into them. She had blonde hair and blue eyes, her wings fluttering at the sight of Citrinas’ body as she pulled her hand back, a thick glob of semen sticking to her fingers. A devil joined them, leaning forwards and sucking the thick glob of seed from the angel’s fingers.

“My, these are quite full. Your children will be well fed on these.” A tiger girl said, toying with Citrinas’ enlarged chest as she watched a few drops of milk dribble out between the plugs, comparing her own bust to the arch-imago’s. Citrinas felt herself clench around Verdi’s shafts, the mere mention of his children causing her to tense up. They identified the source of Verdi’s infertility, and they likely had a path to fixing it. The mere thought of carrying his child made her womb to instinctively throb, causing Verdi to chuckle quietly as he reached to her chest.

“Would you three care for a taste?” He asked, reaching forward and toying with the plugs in her nipples, his offer causing Citrinas to blush, but the devil, angel, and tiger girl to perk up in excitement. “Of course, you might taste a little bit of me in there. I had my fun in her too.” He warned as all three girls scoffed.

“I’ve never had milk I didn’t like. Give me a taste.” The tiger girl said as Verdi hooked his fingers around Citrinas’ nipple plugs.

“Well, drink up girls!” He said as he tugged on the plugs, the tapered shape spreading Citrinas’ nipples around them.

“N-noooo!” Citrinas shouted as he tore her plugs out, relief washing over her body as the accumulated mix of milk and semen surged forth, gushing out like a fountain aimed at the demon and tiger girls’ waiting faces and stuck-out tongues. Seeing this, Fenri and Eris joined in, letting the thick fluid gush into their open mouths with each spray, tasting the milky sweetness intertwined with Verdi’s pungent semen. There was audible gulping as the women enjoyed the thick, gushing fluid, the aphrodisiac semen in the milk causing their bodies to heat up. Citrinas felt her boobs steadily shrink back down with each liter of fluid she released, her body slowly reverted to “normal”. The devil and tiger girl swallowed one final mouthful beforeleaning forward and suckling Citrinas’ nipples to drain every last drop from her. While the tiger girl continued to drink, the angel halted her drinking and looked to the female devil. The two shared a devilish grin before kissing deeply, milk and semen shifting between their open mouths and running down their chins in thick streams as they revelled in the shared liquid bounty. Before long, a crowd formed around them, cheering at the perverse show while the tiger girl detached from Citrinas’ chest.

“What a wonderful drink.” The tiger girl said as she wiped her lips, pausing to lick the back of her hand as Verdi idly groped Citrinas’ chest.

“She’s the best.” He said his tentacles stirring in her womb and teasing her as he spoke.

“You two make such a cute couple.” The angel said as she and her devil friend gave Citrinas a kiss on the cheek each. For a moment the angel wanted to continue toying with Citrinas, but a shared glance between the growing crowd halted such expectations, the rest of the city intent on getting a feel of the arch-imago. Relishing in the attention, Verdi almost welcomed them as he strolled forward, countless women suckling Citrinas’ swaying chest, claiming her lips, or even even sucking her clit at the behest of their own lovers. She had become a sex toy for the public, and yet, as embarrassing as it was, the steady onslaught of pleasure made sure she didn’t hate it as much as she thought she would. As they walked across the town, they went past several other events, each one leaving Citrinas questioning just how unhinged Verdi was.

The first event she saw was an empty field with angular boxes strewn about, each box several times the size of a grown man. Each box had a set of 5 holes in them, each one several feet in diameter. Suddenly, a figurine of a treasure chest emerged from one of the holes as a female elf whacked at it with a paper mallet. An audible ding was heard as the treasure chest returned into the box. Eager, the elf swung at the next thing to emerge from a hole, whacking an open wooden chest filled with teeth. The base of the chest had a big tongue, several tentacles and wet looking flesh, the telltale signs of a mimic.

In an instant, the box turned into a blob of tentacles and snatched the elf, dragging her into the chest and filling her holes with tentacles and toying with her body. . A few boxes over, a hulky minotaur had made the same mistake, only that his box turned into a beautiful girl that looked mostly human except for the myriad purple tentacles growing from her back. She quickly pinned him to the ground with the purple tentacles before tearing his clothes away. The minotaur made a modest attempt at breaking free as she pinned him to the ground and rode his hard cock, her soft body distorting from the sheer size of his manhood. Citrinas glanced over to see a sign that said “(Don’t) whack a mimic”.

On the other side of the street, a building caught attention simply by how pristine it was. It hadn’t been newly built, but one of the older buildings that had been heavily cleaned and modified. Sarah and Eris walked over and stared into one of the windows, the pair panting as they stared intently at what was inside. The words “The purrfect maid” were written at the entrance in big, fuzzy letters. Inside the building was a posh-looking room with photos of Verdi in expensive, crotchless suits hanging on the walls, each one showing him tended to by countless cat girls. Patrons sat at the many little tables, either alone or in pairs, being serviced by a myriad of human, elf, succubi and other girls in fetishized maid outfits. Deep cut blouses, microskirts, bows on the back of their thigh-high socks, and polished high heels. But more importantly, each of them had a headband with faux cat ears on their head, faux whiskers painted on their cheeks and a faux tail poking from below their skirts.

The ”nekos” were serving more than just food and drinks, of course. As one man was enjoying his coffee, his maid sucked him off under the table, contently purring around his cock. At the next table over, a shivering maid stood as still as possible while holding up her skirt so that the dominant dark elf woman sitting at the table could slowly and deliberately stroke the maids futa-cock to get some cream in her coffee. In the corner, a mouse girl was making out with a maid while her boyfriend had another maid bent over the table, his fingers traced around the tail plug out of her ass.

“Nyooooooooooo! Nyot meow butt!” The maid whined, trying to maintain the feline language all the maids used, only to be shut up by the man shoving the tail plug into her mouth.

"So, any reason you just dressed up human girls as cat girls instead of, I dunno, hiring cat girls?" Bey asked while looking at the catgirl café, watching Sarah and Eris pant excitedly, eager to chase the kitties laying behind the glass as their tails wagged.

“Cheap knockoffs aren’t bad.” Sarah said.

“Still good!” Eris barked as Fenri clicked her tongue.

"Ignore them, I completely get it." She said to Verdi's defense as she patted him on the bag.. "We had a fertility festival back home just like this. Only the ears weren't made of cloth and felt and we did it after conquering someone." She reassured as Verdi frowned

"The fuck did you make it out of the-never mind." He said as Eris pointed at the cafe.

“Wanna cum!” She said as Verdi shook his head.

“If you did that, you wouldn’t be in the mood to go to the Safari Zone.” He said, pointing to a nearby bar with countless patrons waiting outside in a line. At the front was a bored looking woman in a leather vest, fair shirt, cream pants, boots and a wide brimmed hat. On her belt, she had a big knife, a few smaller throwing knifes and some other gear. All in all it looked to be mostly for decoration, as she was reading a book, occasionally scribbling into it with a pencil. Next to her was a shimmering Domain portal leading to a pocket dimension where the main event was being held.

"Verdi, did you choose that costume?" Fenri asked.

"Like it?" He asked as she scoffed.

"Why does she have a Bowie knife? Where is the paring knife? You can't skin prey with that thing. That throwing knife has terrible balance. Those bolas are too small to be properly thrown. Also her hat is stupid." Fenri rebuffed half-seriously as the woman overheard her criticisms and threw her a nasty look.

"Eeeeveryone's a critic." Verdi said rolling his eyes, but a small smile appeared on his face as he led the others closer to the portal. “Come on, we’re here.” The sound of moans and panting could be heard from the portal, the scent of sex thick in the air as Fenri suddenly perked up.

“I like the sound and smell of this. Explain the rules.” She asked as Verdi felt his knot deflate. Grabbing Citrinas’ thighs, he began thrusting into her, his balls slamming against her clit while Fenri began jerking Citrinas’ clit-dick while they continued talking.

“Rules of the game are-hng- simple. We play as the hunters and capture the prey-stitutes and subdue them with a good fucking. Whoever subdues the most wins the cash prize. If a prostitute escapes being **** then they get a cash prize.” He explained, continuing to fuck Citrinas as he spoke. His spines and tentacles stiffened inside of her, one teasing at her womb while the other stabbed into her vaginal walls in a mix of pleasure and pain.

“Only an hour?” Sarah asked as Verdi’s knot began to swell.

“Don’t worry, I put in a handful of slower girls you can catch. Nobody is gonna leave without getting some.” He said, lifting Citrinas as high as he could. His flared tips were the only thing that remained in her, the sensation of her stretching around them the foreshocks to his next move.

“Did you make this event just for me?” Fenri asked, a hint of emotion in her voice as Citrinas cried out, his cocks punching through her cervix and ass in one fell swoop. Before he could ejaculate, Fenri pulled the gag off Tristiana’s mouth and pressed her face into his crotch, forcing her to lavish his balls with her tongue. She tried to complain or speak up, only to have her words muffled by his sack, the mere vibrations of her mouth intensifying his climax.

“My way of saying thank you after you let me gangbang you and take your nipple virginity.” Verdi answered, the mere memory of that moment causing his cocks’s tentacles to squirm inside Citrinas’ holes, his ejaculation intensifying as her stomach had the appearance of a woman in her first trimester once more. Rather than give him a snarky answer or curse him out, Fenri let out a soft giggle and kissed him, her tongue entering his mouth while using Tristiana’s face to continue toying with his balls. A familiar weight set in on Citrinas’ belly as the bulge of Verdi’s cock slowly disappeared underneath his seed. As his climax petered out, Fenri, separated from him, a long thread of saliva connecting them as she wiped her mouth.

“This is the most romantic thing a guy has ever done for me.” She said, genuine emotion in her voice as she gagged Tristiana with a leather strap, carrying the kitsune over her shoulder as they made their way to the front of the line. Citrinas felt the glares of everyone waiting in line bore down on her, each person’s eyes filled with disdain at their blatant cutting, then to lust and envy as they looked at her swollen belly and swaying chest.

“You know, I can understand Verdi being fine with you two sleeping with other women, but I didn’t take you for a cuckold, Hunt.” Bey noted as Fenri scoffed at the question.

“If I can fuck other women, it’s only fair he gets the same right.” Fenri said, her words surprisingly logical before smirking. “If anything, I want him to fuck as many women as possible.” She said while giving Citrinas a devilish grin, enjoying the glazed expression in the mage’s eyes.

“I know I will regret asking, but why?” Bey asked as Fenri chuckled.

“Well, you can only appreciate the best cuts of meat if you taste the mediocre ones too. The more broads he fucks, the more he can appreciate how lucky he is to have access to my cunt.” Fenri said haughtily as Verdi rolled his eyes.

“I’m so blessed.” Verdi said sarcastically as they made their way to the front. He waved to the woman allowing people in, causing her to momentarily glance up from her book and raise an eyebrow at his attire, making eye contact with Citrinas before sighing.

“Head on in. We’re starting a new round in half an hour, sir.” She said as Verdi nodded, leading them forward. Leading the way, Verdi stepped into the Domain portal, the scenery shifting from the bustling city to a solid marble hallway illuminated by light magic. Cool air was pumped in from vents in the ceiling, Verdi’s ice magic keeping the area a comfortable temperature. Glancing around, they saw countless wooden doors in the hallway with a small sign that was either green or red to signify empty or occupied. Waiting outside each doorway was a small ice sculpture of some random monster. Some were standard animals like wolves, foxes, lions, or tigers. Then came the unorthodox species like centaurs, minotaurs, and even dragons. There was no real logic behind the creatures, serving only to terrify Citrinas at just what lay behind each door.

“Alright everyone! Pick a room! Instructions are in the room!” Verdi said, his knots finally deflating as he lifted Citrinas off his cocks. She moaned, his barbs and tentacles scraping against her insides as she was removed from him. There was an audible schlorp as his flare popped free, her ass and pussy drooling semen as she felt her body drain. He carefully undid the leather straps, holding her by the waist and helping her maintain her balance as Citrinas was returned to solid ground, her legs wobbly and numb as though she were a newborn doe.

“Which room do we pick?” Bey asked, eyeing the sculptures carefully. “And what are the ice sculptures for?” She asked as Verdi gave a devilish grin.

“Pick one and find out! Just don’t pick a hellhound one.” He warned, refusing to speak any further as the hellhounds separated, each of them choosing a different room. As they disappeared, Verdi snapped his fingers. “Also, hand me Tristiana. She deserves a SPECIAL room after her little stunt in the Snake Pit.” He said menacingly as Tristiana went pale, struggling in Fenris’ grasp as she tried to escape.

“MPH! MPH!” She said, looking to Citrinas for help as Verdi carried her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Citrinas looked at Tristiana’s pleading eyes and then mulled over what to do. Harming someone was not in Verdi’s nature, so there was zero chance she’d actually be hurt. Humiliating and sexually harassing them, however, was well within his morals. Citrinas prepared to stop him, then thought back to the Snake Pit and of her sister’s actions.

She raised her hand regardless.

“Bye Tris! Have fun with Verdi! Don’t inhale when he cums in your ass or else you’ll spend the next 20 minutes coughing semen! Also, when his cocks throb, try to relax so the knot fits in!” She said, waving her sister goodbye as Tristiana’s eyes went wide.

“MPPHHHH!?” Tristiana screamed through the gag as Verdi carried her away, humming a tune to himself as he trotted along with her on his shoulder. Citrinas and Fenri watched as Verdi rang to a door labelled “Employees only” and threw it open, exposing countless prostitutes downing healing potions to recover their stamina.

“Verdi! You’re doing the next event?” One of them said as he held up Tristiana.

“Yep! I even brought a new girl for you!” He said as the monster girls converged, eager to play with their new toy.

“MPPPPPPPPH!” The last thing Citrinas saw was her sister’s begging eyes as the door was slammed shut. As it closed, another door opened next to them, the tiger ice sculpture next to it shaking as Verdi popped his head out, seemingly teleporting instantly. After a second, Citrinas sighed, realizing that he had left one of his spare bodies inside of it as the two women looked at him.

“Jeez Citrinas. You’re really spiteful sometimes.” Verdi said as the pair made their way to the door he emerged from.

“Why did you leave a body in here?” Citrinas asked as they entered the room with the tiger ice sculpture outside of it, her question only earning her a casual shrug. Upon entering, they found themselves in a room best described as a jungle, the walls laden with greenery and slightly humid. The only furniture in the room was a wooden chair, a table, and a solid stone plaque on the wall. As soon as they entered, black tendrils oozed from the pane, inscribing in several words on it, the writing undoubtedly just Verdi using ice magic to write from behind the wall.

“If you desire a predator’s form, adorn yourself with the artifact of the beast.” Fenri read before looking at Verdi with a raised eyebrow. “The fuck’s that supposed to mean? There isn’t an artifact here.” She said as Verdi walked to the plaque. Grabbing it, he pulled it open to display a hidden compartment filled with monster cores and a tiny vent where his ice magic could be used to write the text from earlier.

“One second.” He said, holding the marble sized monster core in his fingers and hopping on the table. Before anyone could ask him what the hell he was doing, black tendrils of energy wrapped around him, telltale signs of him trying to use Status Effect on himself. As the black tendrils faded, they found themselves staring at leather collar instead of the monstrous dildos he usually shifted into.

“Oh, you learned how to turn into something other than a cock.” Fenri said as the door opened behind them, another of Verdi’s bodies entered the room. Citrinas couldn’t help but wonder just how many cores he had, considering there were dozens of doors in the pocket dimension.

“Yep! Put it on!” He said as Fenri studied the collar, inspecting it closely before glaring at him.

“This just a sneaky way to get me to wear a collar too?” She asked, looking at the leather collar she was having Verdi wear from their lost bet, the alchemist leaving his neck uncovered from the sheer number of bodies he had. He looked away, unwilling to answer as Fenri sighed. She carefully wrapped the collar around her neck, Verdi’s Final Enoch activating the second she donned him.

“This better not turn my head into a di-HNNNG!” Fenri said, falling to her knees as Citrinas took a few steps backwards. Citrinas watched as Fenri’s body began to change, the collar pulsing with power. Her green eyes shifted to a golden amber color while her teeth grew sharper, her canines growing longer as though she were an animal. A pair of fluffy white ears emerged from her head as the changes slowly migrated downwards, the collar glowing gently as it continued to transform her.

Her clenched fists changed, her fingernails growing pitch black as orange fur grew up to her forearms, black stripes manifesting at the same time. Pink paw pads formed on the palms of her hand while a cat’s tail slowly emerged from the base of her spine, the fur on it identical to her silver hair. Sensing what was to come, Fenri quickly stored her clothes in her inventory as the changes made their way downwards, her clit now throbbing as the changes to it began.

The pea-sized nub stiffened, pussy juice dripping down her thighs as it swelled with arousal. Her tongue flopped out of her mouth as she felt the already sensitive organ swell in size, growing with each beat of her heart. One inch. Two inches. It was a familiar enough sight for Citrinas, yet Fenri was in an endless climax, her body unaccustomed to the sensation of a growing clit. A pair of arms wrapped around Citrinas, lifting her naked body into the air as she glanced over to see Verdi holding her, his cocks emerging from their sheaths at Fenri’s erotic show.

“Here Citrinas, let’s make this a special moment she’ll never forget.” Verdi said, positioning his cocks at Fenri’s pussy and ass while holding Citrinas above her growing clit. He gave her no time to prepare as he hilted her, the growing clit plunging into Citrinas’ lower lips. Despite entering her, Citrinas barely felt anything, the size puny compared to Verdi’s cocks. Just when she was ready to breathe a sigh of relief, it surged in size and she felt the familiar burn of barbs stabbing into her vaginal walls as Fenrir’s clit changed into a shape more akin to a feline cock. Underneath her, Verdi had already entered the hero, his cocks already plunged into her as her stomach was bulged out from the sheer girth of the things.

Citrinas noticed Verdi lift her up, exposing the shaft of Fenri’s clit as she saw it was now a full 4 inches and laden with sharp cat-like spines, only for it to enter her pussy once more as Verdi dropped her down again. Inside of her, she could feel it continuing to grow, throbbing with Fenri’s heartbeat. The newly minted tiger girl suddenly lurched forward, grabbing Citrinas and kissing her, her long tongue entering her lips as she thrusted her hips upwards. As the two kissed, Citrinas couldn’t help but notice Fenri’s tongue had changed too, the once slimy tendril now flat and rough like course sandpaper as it explored her mouth. She continued to thrust into Citrinas with reckless abandon, her clit growing longer and longer inside her as the barbs dragged against her vaginal walls. Before long, she could feel the tip of Fenri’s clit rubbing against her cervix, the length a full 7 inches and showing no signs of slowing.

“Hng!” Fenri moaned into Citrinas’ mouth as an abrupt surge of growth hit her clit, doubling in length in an instant. Her belly distorted as she felt Fenri’s barbs stab into her womb, the clit swelling massively and continuing to grow. 15. 16. 17. 18 inches. As it continued to grow longer, the barbs swelled as well, each thrust giving Citrinas a pleasurable pain. It was at that moment she felt a familiar throbbing in her pussy, Fenri’s moans growing louder as hearts formed in her eyes. With a surge of hot cum into Citrinas’ womb, Fenri experienced her first clit-dick induced climax.

She felt Fenri’s grip tighten as she continued to rut into Citrinas, her barbs scraping against her vaginal walls. Citrinas felt her stomach swell out, her womb packed to the brim with cum as Fenri continued to cum into her. Before long, her cum inflated belly was pressed against her clit-dick and Fenri’s abdomen, the pressure constantly stimulating the overly sensitive organ. She moaned as whatever Fenri pumped into her was ejaculated back out, her own body pleasuring her needy rod as both girls were drenched in the thick seed. The smell of cum filled the room, the scent more animalistic than the floral aromas Verdi’s sperm had. Eventually, Fenri let Citrinas go, pulling her new dick out of the arch-imago with a loud plop and stopping to appreciate her new body.

Her head was now adorned with a pair of fluffy ears with fur that matched her white hair. The emerald eyes she once had were now the deep amber color of a predator. Her arms were covered in orange fur decorated with stripes of black while her fingernails became pitch black retractable claws. Extending from her groin was a beastly appendage a full 20 inches in length and girthier than her arm. Studding it was an array of sharp spikes that would drag against anyone she penetrated, ending in a tapered tip. Even her legs were changed as fur grew over them, the changes inciting the same claws to form on her toes while retaining a plantigrade shape. Only her upper thighs, shoulders and torso retained their human form unchanged.

“Fuuuuck Verdi. I love the new trick.” Fenri growled, enjoying the changes as Verdi pulled out of her, his cocks left unsatisfied as he resisted the urge to knot her and be tied to her for the next 10 minutes. Nearby, Citrinas was left insensate, her battered pussy left gaping and oozing semen in a thick waterfall. She fought to stay awake, not wanting to fall into blissful sleep and leave the pair of morons unsupervised.

“Thought you’d enjoy it.” Verdi said while cocking his head to the door. “So, you got any preferences for what I should be? Really, I’ve got no real preference since all of them are great.” He said as Fenri perked up, visibly excited as she hopped to her feet.

“Inventory!” She said quickly, beyond excited as a fist sized monster core formed in her hand. It was a deep gray color and undoubtedly a powerful monster core, the size alone on par with a highly intelligent monster. “Hey Verdi, Verdi, can you merge with this monster core?” She asked, holding it to him excitedly as he grabbed it, studying it closely.

“Is this a friend of yours? Because I think merging with the core of someone that could talk is crossing an ethical line I don’t want to cross.” Verdi said as Fenri shook her head.

“Don’t worry, this thing can’t talk! Just try it!” She said as Verdi shrugged, not really finding any real reason to reject her, clenching the core in his fist as another one of his bodies opened the door.

“Okay, give me a second.” He said, black tendrils wrapping around himself as status effect came into effect. As the black tendrils dissipated, the only thing left was a leather collar identical to the one Fenri had made. Before he could grab the collar, Fenri dove forwards, grabbing it and appearing behind him in the blink of an eye. She quickly fastened it around his neck, panting excitedly like a dog as Verdi silently questioned his choices, feeling it begin altering his body.

His head was the first thing that changed as he felt his hearing improve, a pair of fluffy ears forming on his head as his brown hair changed, gaining mottled patches of white, gray, and black. His eye shifted from a crimson red to a deep blue color while his arms grew fur with the same mottled pattern as his hair. There was a strange shifting noise in his hands as his hands changed, his thumb moving up and becoming a dewclaw while his palms grew a pair of black pads of an animal, his transformation far more intense than Fenri’s. He yipped, exposing his now flat tongue as he felt his cocks begin to change.

His cocks began to shift in color, the mottled pink and black equine parts shifting to a deep red while the tentacles and barbs studding them were slowly absorbed back into his body. To his surprise, he watched his already massive cock grow, every beat of his heart causing his cock to grow longer and fatter. 19 inches. 20 inches. 21 inches. Before he could finish growing, Fenri dove onto him, her mouth instantly fellating his upper cock while his lower cock was nestled between her chest. Reaching forward, Verdi began thrusting forward, each slap of his balls against her chin accelerating his growth. Before long, he felt a familiar resistance as his knot swelled, the fleshy bulb at the base of his cock going from massive to ungodly, the size almost twice as girthy as his cocks. Instead of letting him knot her, Fenri pulled back, opening her mouth and waiting expectantly with her mouth open.

As his cock escaped her lips, Verdi was taken aback at how easily it slipped out, the shape of his cock going from having a fat sheath with a flared tip to a more tapered shape, making it easier to enter or leave her mouth. Thick slime coated his new cocks, Fenri’s spittle and his precum mixing as he threw his head back, grunting as his cocks painted Fenri’s new fur white as she stayed on her knees with her mouth open, catching residual sperm in her mouth and relishing in the musky, pungent flavor.

Instead of smelling of floral oils, his semen had an animalistic, almost bestial smell as he continued to ejaculate, his balls pulsing despite the lack of stimulation. Minutes passed before his climax died down, leaving Fenri’s once orange fur completely covered in white as she caught her breath, leaning forwards and licking his cocks clean. As he finished his climax, a busy tail emerged from him, the shape undoubtedly one of a wolf’s while his legs shifted to a digitigrade shape and grew the same fur on his arms, leaving his limbs closer to a wolf’s than a humans. As his toes became paws, the transformations halted as Verdi let out a sigh of relief, as though he relaxed a muscle.

“Huh. Expected you to give me something strange. This is just a wolf monster core.” Verdi said, looking at his new body, looking for anything else that had changed. As expected, his sense of smell wasn’t enhanced but he did lose his enhanced sense of touch. Outside of changing his appearance, merging with other monster species didn’t give him any of their abilities. As Fenri finished cleaning his cock off, he looked over to see Citrinas back on her feet, finally draining out all the semen Fenri had dumped into her.

“Why did you have him use that core if he already has a bunch of wolf monster cores next door?” She asked, trying and failing to wipe the residual semen on her thighs as Fenri gave a devilish grin while licking at her paw, her tongue lapping up Verdi’s sperm like a cat would milk.

“I just wanted to try one thing out.” She said, her amber eyes glistening as she raised her hand to Verdi.

“What?” He asked, puzzled at just what she wanted.

“Paw.” Instantly, Verdi raised his paw and placed it in her hand, his body moving on a subconscious level. He blinked, looking down at his paw then at Fenri’s hand, visibly confused at why he did that.

“The fuck?”

“Good boy!” She said happily, patting him on the head before scratching him under the chin as his legs began kicking at the air like a dog.

“Arf!” Verdi barked happily, his tail wagging ecstatically as he made a dopey grin, only for his eyes to refocus as he gawked at his own actions. He leapt away from her, his tail still wagging as he looked at her with disbelief. “WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!? DID I JUST FUCKING BARK!?”

“Speak!” Fenri commanded as Verdi looked up.

“Awoo!” Verdi howled, his high pitched voice and small build making him seem more adorable than intimidating. Citrinas felt her hand move on its own as she patted him on the head, overwhelmed by how cute he looked with the tail and paws. His tail wagged even faster as he gave them a happy smile like that of a puppy given a treat, only to yelp and jump away once more. “WHY AM I HOWLING!? FENRI WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU GIVE ME!?”

“That was my old hunting dog’s monster core. He couldn’t talk, but I taught him a bunch of tricks.” Fenri said with a happy voice, overjoyed to have her pet and lover in the same body. “Now Verdi, I just got one question for you.” She said, her words causing Verdi’s face to go pale while his tail began wagging even faster, his monster core’s instincts knowing what was to come.

“Don’t say it. Don’t say it. So help me Fenri if you say it I’m biting yo-”

“Who’s a good boy!?” She asked as Verdi dove onto her, placing his paws on her shoulder.

“I am! I am! I am the good boy! AAAAAAAAARGH YOU FUCKING BITCH!” Verdi shouted, his brain and the instincts ingrained in his monster core fighting each other. “Fuck this! I am spitting the core back-”

“Halt!” Fenri commanded, causing him to freeze in place.

“I SWEAR TO GOD, I WILL BITE-”

“Sit!” Citrinas shouted as Verdi sat on his haunches like a dog, panting excitedly as he waited for the inevitable praise from obeying her orders. Citrinas patted him on the head, overtaken at his adorable antics. “Good boy!”

“Citrinas!” Verdi barked angrily, visibly trying to stand up as she looked away.

“Sorry. It looked fun.” She conceded as Fenri went over, scratching behind his ears with her new claws. He began kicking at the air as she continued to scratch him.

“Who loves scritchies? ” Fenri asked, her voice uncharacteristically affectionate and laden with love as she scratched him on the head.

“I do! I do! FUCK YOU!” Verdi shouted, his tone going from excited and chipper to grouchy.

“You wanna go on a hunting trip? You wanna go out for walkies?” Fenri asked, maintaining her playful tone as Verdi panted even faster.

“ARF! ARF! FUCK YOU! ARF!” He barked, unable to hide his excitement at the word “walkies” as he looked to Citrinas. “Citrinas help!” Verdi said as Citrinas made the same devilish grin Verdi had when he was messing with her, the arch-imago content to see that she was no longer the only one being embarrassed.

“Who’s a good boy?” She asked, patting him on the head as he enjoyed the sensation of her patting his head. Just when she was ready to order him to do another trick, Fenri looked over.

“Oh right. Let’s get you a core too. It’s not fair if we’re the only ones monstered up.” Fenri said as Citrinas’ smile disappeared.

“I-I’m fine! I’m just gonna sit this event out!” She said, backing away to the door as Verdi and Fenri looked at each other.

“Pounce!” Fenri commanded as Verdi leapt forward, catching Citrinas and pinning her down with his paws.

“Arf!” He barked happily as Fenri scratched his head.

“Good boy!” Fenri said.

“Get off me!” Citrinas shouted, **** to avoid joining in their latest event as Verdi shook his head.

“If I have to go puppy, so do you! Fenri, take out another dog core!” He demanded as Fenri shook her head.

“I think Princess here would do better with a different core. I saw it outside, and I think it’d be PERFECT for her.” She said before leaning over, whispering something into Verdi’s ear. Upon hearing Fenri’s idea, his tail became a blur as he grew excited at whatever it is she told him, panting even harder as the door opened to display another of Verdi’s spare bodies enter the room carrying a monster core. Casting status effect on himself, his body disappeared, shifting into a silver ring devoid of ornaments.

“Hope you’re ready Citrinas!” He said menacingly as Fenri caught the ring and held Citrinas’ hand. She made a toothy grin, her enhanced canines exposed as she **** the ring onto Citrinas’ ring finger.

“I hereby pronounce you dog and… well, you’ll find out soon enough” Fenri said with a devilish grin.

It was at that moment a voice boomed from a nearby air vent: “Contestants! Get ready! Event starts in 10! 9! 8!” A woman’s voice shouted as the floor began to raise upwards while the ceiling of the room split open to display the sun bearing down on their naked bodies. At the same time, Citrinas could feel her body changing, the ring having its effect on her as the ground continued to raise upwards. She wasn’t sure what monster core they chose, but she could feel it shifting her body as she felt a wave of lust pour over her. Her mind felt fuzzy, overshadowed by her growing libido as Verdi leaned over.

“What did you put in me!?” She exclaimed, the platform they were on no longer moving as they found themselves in a vast, lush jungle brimming with life. In the corner of their eyes, they could see movement as countless prostitutes hid around the jungle. Some would rely on their incredible speed, while others relied on camouflage or stealth. Of course, for every swift and cunning prostitute was one of the slower, easier to catch girls who would be easy prey for contestants.

“Let’s go puppy! We’ve got a fox to catch!” Fenri said, running through the jungle as Verdi followed her.

“Arf! GAAAH, STOP MAKING ME BARK!” He said, following after her, eager to test out his new “tool” on the first prey he found. Refusing to let them escape her sight, Citrinas chased after them, her body still feeling strange as she tried to get the ring off her. Sadly, it seemed unless Verdi wanted to detach from her, he was stuck to her finger.

“Wait! You still didn’t tell me what core you put in m-hyah!” Citrinas said, suddenly coming to an abrupt halt as her feet sank into the warm, lush jungle soil. It was at that moment she saw her skin had turned a deep shade of green that matched the local foliage. She tried to lift her leg, only to find that her feet had become roots, anchoring her to the ground as she felt the odd sensation of absorbing nutrients through her feet. Now she realized what monster core she was using.

“You put a Verdure seedbed core in me!?” She exclaimed as giant flower petals emerged from the ground around her, each one larger than her entire body as an overwhelmingly sweet floral scent filled the air around her. She tried to reach forward, only to blindly feel at the air, her body completely rooted to the ground and leaving her immobile. Just when she was ready to look for something to throw at them, a green vine shot out from the flower she was trapped in, the tendril reaching towards Fenri. Dodging midair, Fenri gave the vine a kiss, sending shivers down Citrinas’ spine as she felt her soft lips touch it. It was almost as sensitive as her own clit as she shuddered from the gentle kiss, her movements causing several droplets of fluid to leak from her chest. Before long, the white milk that once flowed from her chest turned to a clear white sap, the core in her body continuing to change her body. A pink flower formed on her head as she tasted something sweet in her mouth. Opening her mouth, she found that her tongue had become elongated while her saliva was a different type of sap, the flavor clinging to her throat despite her best efforts to spit it out.

“You two get back here!” Citrinas shouted as several dozen more vines emerged from the ground, each one reaching towards them, only to be dodged by Fenri. Before long she reached the limits of her body, the vines only able to reach a “mere” 200 feet around her as Fenri and Verdi ran deeper into the jungle to begin their hunt. Despite being outside of her reach, she watched as her vines reached out to Fenri in vain, each one squirming and lashing at the air, the air currents alone akin to someone teasing her clit.

“Gah! Verdi! How do I control these things!?” She asked, **** to stifle an orgasm as Verdi cupped his hands to his mouth to answer.

“They kinda just move on their own!” He answered, being of no help to her.

“Be serious!” She shouted back angrily.

“Tentacles will usually just try to fuck any woman that gets near them out of instinct unless you actively restrain them! Don’t worry, we’ll bring back anyone we catch so you don’t get bored!” Verdi reassured as he ran away, leaving Citrinas alone as her body continued to change, the extent of her transformation far more intensive. She let out a sigh, praying they didn’t bring anyone back. Each vine was as sensitive as her clit, and she could see dozens of the things emerging from the ground, each one as thick as 3 fingers and lubricated with the same aphrodisiac Verdi produced. If she touched even a single woman, she was quite sure she’d be driven insane. As ridiculous as this event was, she couldn’t help but think of the prospects.

Verdi could merge with people and give them a milder version of his hybridization. If they could mass produce this ability, they could make potions far cheaper. As she waited, she cupped her hands and tried drooling in them to copy Verdi’s reagent production abilities. Instead of producing the components for a healing potion, she merely found herself drooling sap. She continued to practice, hoping to spend this time being somewhat productive before Verdi found a new way to get into trouble. After a minute she saw movement in the corner of her eye, causing her to look up to find one of her vines squirming, pointing at her as though it was looking at her. Thick sap oozed from its tip, as though it were precum. A sense of dread filled Citrinas as she looked around.

“H-hey? Verdi? Verdi, I know you can hear me.” She said out loud, knowing that having Verdi merged with her meant that he could hear her.

“You said the vines move on their own and penetrate ANY woman near them.” She continued nervously, watching the rest of her vines point at her, each one like a shark circling its prey. She tried to take a step back, only to find that her feet were bound to the flower she was in, her seedbed body quite literally immobile.

“So, uh, when you say ANY woman, that excludes me right? A tentacle wouldn’t **** itself right?” She asked nervously while covering her breasts and crotch, sweet syrup flowing from her as she nervously eyed the now hundreds of tendrils encircling her. Yet as much as she wanted to deny reality, she couldn’t help but think of a little fun fact Tomoko told her about plants one time.

“Hey Citrinas, did you know that hermaphroditic plants can fertilize themselves? Isn’t that neat?”

Those words echoed in Citrinas' head as she watched the tentacles converge on her, each one intent on seeding her.