The following contains: muscle growth, futa, futanari, masturbation, futa growth, anthro, ass growth, breast expansion, etc. Violence is mentioned. Everyone is over 18, thoughts and feedback welcome. Enjoy!
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Loona sighed, scrolling through her feed for the hundredth time that day. Hell was boring. Anarchy, it seemed, had a limit to its excitement. There were only so many random deaths, destruction, and vices one could take before it was all the same. Her tail whipped in frustration. The lupine hellhound considered easing her boredom by napping, or better yet, wandering off to the roof and having a smoke. She had no sooner reached for her pack when she heard the telltale creaking of floorboards. Someone was coming.
“Loona? Loony?” Blitzo. Luna slammed the drawer shut as her adoptive father came in, heels clicking on the floor. “There you are!”
“What is it?” Loona feigned in difference but was slightly curious why the imp was seeking her specifically.
Blitzo's yellow sclera was wide, almost puppy dog-like. “Remember how you wanted to go to earth?”
“Yeah?” Loona was only casually interested in the conversation.
“Well,” The imp fidgeted and shifted uncomfortably. “It turns out we weren't allowed to use Stolas’ Grimore.”
“Really?” She feigned surprise; practically expecting her adoptive father did something ill-advised.
“Without human disguises the overlords may start to look closer at our business.”
As I told you. Loona thought, tail flicking impatiently. “And?”
“I want you to go to earth and set up shop. A point of contact to carry out our contracts.”
Loona blinked several times. This wasn't expected. Her tail flicked again in excitement. “That's all?”
Blitzo hadn't noticed her obvious interest. “Please Loony. Our future depends on it.”
She licked her lips, excited at the thought of leaving hell on an extended vacation. “I guess so.”
“You will!” The imp embraced her in a bone crushing, well not to her, hug. “You're the best Loony, here's the first contract. Go right away!”
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Loona dusted off her hands as she entered the room, slamming the door shut behind her. The contract took a matter of moments to complete. In fact, it was a longer descent to earth than it was to finish the job. It's easy to fake a car accident. She mused. Now onto business. Loona realized during her rapid arrival to earth that her father had given her no instructions on where or how to set up I.M.P Earth, much less the capital to do so.
Yet she had a plan. Her victim was a rather reclusive individual that lived in a secluded section of a decent sized, but not overcrowded city. It would only take a few pages of Stolas’ grimoire to make the necessary changes and conjure the correct documents. Seriously, did anyone read this book beyond the portal spell? Loona added making her own Grimoire to her task list.
That was for later. Loona put the book down and stretched. Her human disguise, while sufficient, made her feel cramped and claustrophobic. Like being trapped inside a shell. Until she was absolutely certain no one else was present, watching, or listening; no magic, no hellhound. Human Loona, as goth looking as she was, would have to.
She quickly discovered that while the former owner was reclusive, it didn’t mean they went without. A large entertainment room, several bathrooms, including a marble floored master, spacious open kitchen, not to mention acres of forest land around. Loona had picked well. It did make her wonder however, why the client wanted them dead. Loona shrugged, she wasn’t going to ask questions. She was confident though there weren't security cameras.
“Oooh.” Loona entered the final room or the house and everything made a little more sense. This room was buried in the basement, ran the entire length of the house, and possibly even more. Bookcases were inset into the walls; broken up every couple feet by display cases. Loona's hair crept up, a sink feeling of dread that she may have just attracted heaven to her new abode.
The icy, sinking feeling in her stomach quickly disappeared. Comic books. Rows and rows of highly valuable comics and other memorabilia. Loona passed each case, briefly glancing at the contents. This wasn't why both of them died was it? She idly thought. It wasn't her place to think such things.
Loona found herself standing before an ornate desk, solid oak by the looks of it. Nothing special about it beyond its sure beauty. Maybe this would motivate me. Yet, that wasn't what caught her eye. Her human form brushed past the desk to the last display case; behind the ornate oak and flanked by two more inset book cases. In the center was another piece of memorabilia, or was it not? Loona didn't know enough of human culture to know exactly. She opened the case with a satisfying click.
Her fingers ran over the amulet; red eyes wide in wonder. A blackened silver crescent moon amulet with occult-like runes running along the curve. At its center, a brilliant ruby was held in place at three sides. It was a work of art. Loona couldn't resist.
The amulet felt warm in her hand as she withdrew it from the case. She admired it more closely before bringing it up to her neck. With a small, satisfying click the clasp closed around her neck. Yet satisfaction turned to panic as the amulet touched the bare human disguised flesh of her chest. Warmth quickly spread through her body and in that brief second her disguise started to crack. Patches of fur erupted as her transformation started until Loona was once again fully hellhound.
The warm feeling didn't abate and Loona watched down at her clawed hands as they seemed to grow in size. Looking down, she saw her paws were doing the same, growing out; nails digging deep into the floor. The feeling intensified, Loona fell back against the desk; scattering knickknacks as she ungracefully rolled down to the floor. She tried to push up but her muscles burned.
Loona panted hard, her tongue lolling from side to side as she managed to get on all fours. Breasts, previously non-existent on her chest, sprang into existence with a vengeance. Her black tank top fought for a mere second, tightening and turning transparent as each thread held on until tears formed.
“Oooh….Yeah…” Loona cried out as top shredded as her newly grown tits; steadily growing larger, succumbed to gravity and grew inexorably to the floor. The hellhound bucked her hips in delight; tail swishing madly as pleasure came from her entire body. Claws, steadily enlarging, dug into the floor. Boards creaked and splintered under her grip. She thrust her hips as her tits touched the carpet. Loona's nipples shot electrified pleasure through her body as they rubbed across the course surface. Pleasure was a brand new experience for the young hellhound, as her red eyes were glazed over as the rush hit her.
Had she not been distracted, Loona might have felt a lump forming in the crotch of her pants. Already stretched taut, the fabric fought for a brief moment before giving way. A small fur covered sheath had formed, and from that a dick slowly started to emerge. Just below a pair of testicles, also covered in white fur, dropped down. Loona continued thrusting with her hips, long powerful strokes that dragged her tits along with the ground; waves of pleasure through her massive melons into her addled mind. Each thrust caused her dick, quickly approaching cock status, to expand a bit bigger.
Loona moaned and groaned as her entire body expanded in size. Her muscles, previously thin and ungainly, started growing as well; their density increasing with each breath. Loona’s white eyes went wide as her member started to press into her large, pumpkin sized breasts. Its sensitivity assaulted her as the dick felt its way into her cavernous cleavage. As she kept bucking her hips it kept enlarging; naturally auto-paizuring herself in sheer scope. Her long tongue lashed out, licking the smooth head of cock as it kept growing; Loona’s rough tongue providing electrifying stimulation.
“Fuck fuck fuck!” She declared. Her entire body felt onfire as growth piled onto growth. The angry purple head of her new futanari cock grew past her tongue, forcing her to lap at the huge throbbing veins that powered it. Far below, her aching balls had reached the floor. The cum factories churned and rumbled as they kicked into overdrive as if making up for 21 years of non-existence. Loona dragged herself forward on aching muscles.The rough spun carpet caused her to stumble several times as pleasure overwhelmed her body. She ached for release, constantly thrusting her hips forward; running her cock across the floor along with engorged leaking nipples. Her balls slammed down at regular intervals making the hellhound a blabbering mess.
With one final push Loona came. An explosion of cum burst from her cock followed by a long stream of milk from her turgid nipples. Long thick ropes of jizz shot down the length of cock, endlessly supplied by her bloated vibrating balls. One long blast became two then three. Each one making the anthro hellhound cry out in pleasure. Her tail twitched and wagged in excitement, its own fur rapping against her testicles, egging them on to keep going. For nearly an entire minute she came, her legs bucked, stroking her cock between her breasts while her tongue tried to lap at the bursts of cum that shot past her waiting muzzle.
Finally she finished, for now at least. Her balls throttled back and her cock settled down. Her breasts too seemed to relax. Loona’s entire body entered a state of bliss; pure relaxation as whatever change seemed to end. She let out several playful boofs and whimpers as her entire body came down from its first body orgasm.
Loona finally came to her senses and studied her surroundings. The floor was an absolute mess of cum and breast milk; thick puddles that assaulted her keen nose with the smell of sex. Slowly she stood up on shaky legs; claws digging into the cum soaked flooring for support. Oh that was intense. Loona thought. She grabbed at the amulet still around her neck. The warmth was gone but a faint glow emanated from the jewel. Her fingers slid down her body as she studied her new curves. Huge breasts bigger than her head hung down to her navel with plate sized areola and nipples larger than her thumb. Her stomach, hidden as it was, now had a dense layer of cobblestone thick muscles. All of this was supported by a huge ass that balanced out the size of her tits. Loona's hands ran up and down the unnatural width of her hips and her tree trunk like thighs. Loona dug a claw experimentally to feel a layer of dense corded muscle covered under a soft layer of flesh.
All of those changes paled in comparison to what sat proudly between her legs. A cock, huge, not just huge absolutely fucking massive, jutted proudly from her crotch. Despite being a hellhound it looked remarkably human, a pale pink with large veins across its length. Its softening form was nearly as wide as her narrow waist with two large gurgling fur covered testicles hanging beneath. Each one nearly the size of a watermelon and, as she felt them, constantly hummed with the churning of fresh baby batter. Even now her cock, though softening, leaked a small amount of cum on the floor. Loona rested a clawed hand on her new member. It pulsed with life and though spent, desired attention. She traced a claw along the flesh to the base, noting that whatever magic had caused this had given her a sheath. A completely inadequate sheath that was a mere hand span in length; like some creator stuck it there as an after thought.
Time for that later. Loona thought, an overwhelming desire hitting her. Her paws tracked cum across the carpet as she plodded through the house; newly enlarged barely fitting through some doors. Loona opened the back door and stepped onto the patio. Far above the moon was turning a deep crimson, the deep red reflecting in her eyes as her canine nostrils inhaled the scent of the night.
Loona reared back and let out a howl from deep within her soul.
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