(MtF, monster hunter, black diablos, lesbian, femdom, corruption, mini gts, unbirth, monster girl, semi-feral)
"Nice work on the Black Diablos commission, hunter! The research teams are practically foaming at the mouth to try and get a look at it!"
"No problem, it's what I do. But it would've been nice if the commissioner had mentioned how aggressive it was. I can’t keep track of how many times I was almost turned into a hunter kebab."
I gave my handler a shaky grin as she laughed, dusting myself off as she gave me a pat on the back. I was exaggerating a little, sure, but honestly, something was weird with that Black Diablos. It wasn't even mating season yet, so there shouldn't have been any in the region. Hopefully it wasn't another Zorah Magdaros situation... that had been a nightmare to deal with. Elders running rampant, Nergigante on the loose... eesh.
Speaking of my handler, jumping jaggis, she looked good today. Well, she looked good every day, but especially now. I could see a faint hint of her nipples through her top, and her perky boobs jiggling as she laughed. Her tights just made her already heavenly thighs and ass look even better, and I could tell she wasn’t wearing panties from the slight cameltoe she was sporting.
"Something wrong, hunter?"
“…Hmm? Oh, nothing serious. Just hoping it’s not a sign of something bigger.”
“Mmm, good point. Come to think of it, it is weird to see a Black Diablos this time of year…”
“Exactly. I wrote a report on the way back, could you give it to the Commander? I would, but… I kind of want to visit the canteen right now. I’m starving.”
“Oh, no problem! Go and get some grub, I’ll talk to you later! Seeeyaa!”
I waved goodbye to my handler as she dashed off, watching her ass jiggle as she ran off. Ahh… I really shouldn’t be creeping over her like this, but when she was just so damn sexy. That, combined with her complete lack of awareness… it was hard to hold back sometimes… I shook my head, dismissing those thoughts as I took a deep breath and got into the lift. After a short ride up, I briskly took the stairs to the Canteen, nudging my way through the crowd of hunters already gathered around it. I gave a salute to the Meowscular Chef as I sat down and ordered the daily special, eagerly digging into the mountain of meat and seafood Chef brought out for me, devouring it like a Deviljo. Before I knew it, I was handing my empty plate back to Chef, waving goodbye as I left the Canteen.
Ahhhh, that was so tasty! Granmeow’s cooking was delicious, of course, but no one, in my opinion, beat Chef’s food. I rubbed my stomach happily as I slung my bag onto the floor of my private quarters, waving to my housekeeper before taking out the scraps I managed to carve from today’s hunt. I was looking for one thing in particular, though. The gem.
I hadn’t said anything to my handler about it yet, even though I really should’ve. Just… something about it felt special. It definitely looked different from the other gems I’d gotten from Diablos hunts before. Darker, fuller, more… alive, I guess. Probably chock full of bioenergy. I bet the research team would also kill to get their hands on th-
“Woooaaah, easy there!”
I yelped as my Palico suddenly leapt at the gem, hissing fiercely as he tried to knock it out of my hands. I barely managed to close my hand in time, wincing as I felt his claws nick my skin. I stared at my Palico as he landed on the floor, meowing loudly before jumping at me again.
“Chill! What’s gotten into you, boy?”
I ducked as my Palico flew through the air, grunting as I stood up and dropped the gem into my pocket. Loud yowling filled my quarters as I lifted my Palico by his scruff, shaking my head as I set him in the corner. My Palico glared at me, hissing softly as I backed away.
I let my eye on him for a few more seconds to make sure he wasn’t going to try something again, then slid the gem out of my pocket and resumed admiring it. The way the light shone through it almost made it look like it was beating…
“OW!”
I shook my right hand as I felt a sharp stabbing pain in my hand, dropping the gem onto the floor. It twinkled innocently under the candlelight as I inspected my palm, gritting my teeth as I saw the black, dry patch it had left on my skin. I scowled as I kicked the gem back into my bag, rolling my eyes as I caught my Palico staring at me, giving me an ‘I told you so’ look as he purred smugly.
“Ah, shut up, you furball.”
I handed my bag to my housekeeper, who carefully set it aside in my chest, handling it like a Bazelguese scale. I smirked as I watch my housekeeper tiptoe around, stripping down and putting on some clean innerwear before flopping on my bed. My handler still hadn’t sent someone to get me and it was already dark out, so I closed my eyes and let the comforting embrace of sleep wash over me. All my worries about my hand left my head as I drifted off to sleep.
……
Warm. Dry. Windy. I let out a low rumble as I lifted my head, feeling the weight of my horns as I sniffed the air. No mates…
I lowered my head, opened my mouth, and took a chunky bite of the cactus beneath me. Juicy, Sweet. But as tasty as it was, it did nothing for the other hunger inside me.
My body blazed with heat as I raised my head and roared, before smashing my horns against the sand and tunneling deep under the sand.
More and more fire coursed through my veins, burning me up from within as I tunneled. I needed to mate. I had to. I had to. I HAD TO!!! I thrashed around, feeling my cloaca leaking with desire as it stained the sand around me.
Particles of sand rubbed against my body as I tunneled through the ground, listening to the tremors above. Mating and eating were the only things on my mind right now, but as I felt a low rumble above me, another instinct filled my brain, completely shutting down my lust.
Anger. Fury. I dove deeper into the ground as I felt something trespassing on my territory, turning and shooting upward after going deep enough. I sped up as I reached the surface, feeling the sand and mud around my scales grow hotter and drier until I burst out of the ground with a loud roar.
A huge plume of dust and sand erupted alongside me as I charged upward, hanging in the air for a split second before crashing down on my legs, snarling and huffing as I shook the excess dirt from my body. I twitched my head, wondering why my horns felt so empty… and then I saw it.
It was tiny, no bigger than an Apceros. Anger flashed through me as I saw it running towards me, and I charged in response, thrusting my horns forward. But it dodged, smacking me in the tail as I lost my balance and screeched to a halt, smacking my tail club against the sand as I slowly turned around.
Rage. Rage. Rage! Rage!! I roared, diving back into the sand with a vengeance. These were my mating grounds! Kill kill kill kill KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL!
I charged at the intruder in a blind fury, roaring as I saw them dodge again, quickly slamming my tail into their path. But it somehow caught my tail, deflecting it with a shiny bar. Over and over, I charged, thrashed, swung, bit, tunneled... but every time, the intruder dodged and counterattacked, slowly wearing me down. We fought for hours, locked in an intricate and deadly dance, the intruder’s energy seemingly endless even as I started to slow, my stomach rumbling with hunger as exhaustion crept up on me. More and more slashes connected, the shiny stick biting into my flesh mercilessly as I stumbled around.
I panted heavily as the intruder attacked again, screeching as another gash opened up between my scales and staggering as my blood poured onto the sand and pooled at my feet. I stumbled to a stop, drooling and gasping as I backed away from the intruder. How could something so small do this to me? How? How? How!?
The air glittered for a second as the intruder ran towards me, and I weakly shielded myself with my wings. I felt a cold thrill run through my body, freezing in place for a split second before my tail crashed to the ground, kicking up a plume of sand as I roared in pain, whipping my tail frantically as blood spurted from the cut end.
A new emotion emerged, one I hadn’t felt since I was a hatchling. Fear. I hissed as I backed away, trembling as I spread my wings in a last ditch attempt to scare off the intruder, feeling my strength drain out of my body as I frantically dove into the sand and tunneled away.
Cold. Pain. Fear. I crawled out of the sand, dragging myself to my nest as I felt my tail leak blood behind me. Weak. Too weak. I slowed as I felt my life force ebbing, shuffling forward and dragging myself deeper into the caves with my wings as I tried to escape. Cold…
A soft squeak escaped my maw as I felt a light tremor in the sand through my belly, and I frantically kicked and squirmed, fleeing into my nest as I felt the intruder from earlier close in, only to come face to face with it. I whimpered, desperately trying to backtrack, but it was too late. A bright flash, and-
I nearly smacked my Palico off the bed as I jolted awake, panting heavily and clutching my chest. My heart pounded against my chest as I held my hand against it, my labored breaths coming in erratic wheezes as my mind raced, trying to comprehend what I just experienced. My entire body was covered in sweat, and I had a very noticeable boner and a pre-cum stain on my underwear. I grunted as I tossed my sweaty clothes aside, feeling the cool air in my room brush against my moist body. My erection slowly subsided as I got out of bed, my breaths becoming steadier as I calmed down.
I remembered dreaming about something, but it was rapidly fading from my mind. Some kind of nightmare, definitely something about a hunt. Normally I would assume it was just another bad dream about the disastrous Anjanath hunt I went on when I first arrived at Astera, but that didn’t explain why I ruined my clothes. Must’ve been one sexy Anjanath, I guess.
I winced and grabbed my hand as I felt it cramp up, gasping as I felt my fingers curling and locking into place. A shock of pain ran through my arm as I brought my hand up to my face, and my jaw dropped as I saw what had happened. The black patch from before had spread across my hand, turning it black and scaly. Even my fingernails had changed, spreading into the first joint of my fingers and sharpening into claws.
I gently massaged my cramping hand for a few minutes, shivering a little as I felt the pebbly, dry texture that was on it. I shakily exhaled as my hand stopped cramping, flexing my fingers gingerly as I stared at them. I could feel my new scales rubbing against each other, making a soft rustling sound as the rough spots stuck and scraped against each other. It was just so bizarre... I didn’t even know how to react. What was I supposed to do when I woke up with a monster hand?
“Gotta fix this somehow…”
I shuffled across the room as my Palico hissed at me and backed into the corner, watching me suspiciously as I opened my chest and rummaged through it. I grabbed a packet of dried nullberries from the bottom, mixing them into a healing potion before chugging down the concoction. I gagged as the sweet, herbal, and numbing mixture oozed down my throat, the combination of nullberries and healing potion clashing horribly. I forced the mixture down anyways, coughing as I quickly grabbed my canteen and rinsed out my mouth.
My right hand cramped again after drinking the potion, twitching and curling up into a tight claw as I used my good hand to put the medicine back. As I set them down, however, I felt my hand rub against something smooth and cold. Yelling, I jerked my hand out, but it was already too late. Another black patch had formed on my other hand, one that I could see spreading before my eyes.
I fell backward as I pulled my hands away, feeling both of them cramp as I tried to pull myself up. My hands tingled nastily as I shook them, panting heavily as I saw the corruption creeping up my arm. Dark scales were sprouting out of my skin, making it bubble and darken as my thumbs receded into my palm. My pinkies also warped, bending backward toward my elbows as a thin, leathery membrane emerged, flapping around as it grew.
I fumbled with the lid of my chest, my claws scratching up the wood as I tried to open it. But my thumbs were already too small and weak to do anything with. I backed away from my mangled chest, gasping as the tingle on my arms spread down to my chest. I could feel the inside of my armpits getting drier and rougher as my arms started to smooth out, my masculine angles softening into feminine curves.
Panic overwhelmed my train of thought as the gem’s corruption continued to spread across my body. I had to get out of Astera before someone saw me like this. If I was becoming a monster, then I’d rather find someplace to die in the wild than hurt my fellow hunters or destroy Astera. It hurt, having to abandon everything and everyone, especially my handler, but it was better than killing them.
My Palico hissed at me as I tried to give him one final pat on the head, squirming out of my grasp and hiding under the bed. Even my Palico knew I was a monster now. I forced down the lump in my throat, taking a shaky breath before bolting out of the door and sprinting off into the night.
My cheeks blushed bright red as I streaked through Astera, glancing around frantically as the wind hit my bare chest and made my flaccid cock whip around. My heart pounded in my chest as I ran towards the main gate, a mix of fear and shame coursing through me as my steps echoed through the night. Someone’s Poogie squealed as I nearly trampled it, and I heard a loud shout coming from the barracks as I descended to the first floor, accompanied by a flicker of light as the flashbug lanterns flared to life inside.
I gasped heavily as I sprinted towards the gate, feeling the membranes connecting my pinkies to my elbows drag along more and more as they spread out into huge wings. Panting desperately, I tucked my arms against my body, awkwardly swaying from side to side now that I wasn’t using them for balance anymore. I could hear loud banging from hunters sliding into their armor, which faded for a moment before the loud thump of the barrack's door being slammed reached me.
I didn’t bother looking back as I heard a series of shouts behind me, waddling from side to side as I ducked under the gate and rolled out to safety, scrambling to cover as I fled into the Ancient Forest. My wings scraped against the ground as I rolled to a stop, flapping as I stumbled to my feet and started running again. My body ached as I ran, my muscles and bones popping and shifting as the corruption spread even further. My lungs gave out a few minutes after, and I collapsed inside a small cave, gasping erratically as I brought my claws up to my chest, wheezing as I felt the scales slithering across my body. They weren't like the ones on my arms, these were lighter, creamier. Smoother and more delicate, with a much different, almost leathery texture compared to the rough pebbly one of my other scales.
My chest pushed outward as the corruption consumed it, my pecs ballooning out as they lost their definition. They jiggled as they swelled, stretching my skin tautly as my nipples poked out of hiding, twitching in the air as I moaned and grabbed my new boobs. I felt my claws prick my boobs through the thin layer of scutes that protected them, but instead of pulling away, I kept rubbing them, gasping as I slumped against the cave walls. A dusty black armor plate pushed out of my chest, solidifying around my boobs like a push-up bra, while more armor plates pushed out of my torso and waist, acting as a biological corset. I huffed as my plates squeezed against my body, dragging a claw across their smooth, but hard surface as I felt up my boobs with the other hand.
The corruption seemed to speed up as I played with myself, going from a slow crawl to a fast-paced wave. I could feel my skin hardening and darkening within seconds as scales swept down to my hips, the rough ones building up on my back and forming large ridges while the creamy ones spread down to my crotch, tapering off to a rounded nub as they reached my hips. I arched my back as my claws poked my nipples, groaning as my ridges rubbed against each other. It felt so wrong to enjoy this, but even so, I couldn't help but run my talons across my scales, shuddering in pleasure.
My cock was already erect and pulsing with need, but as the scales approached, it started to throb and shiver even harder. The veins stuck out as my tip trembled, pre-cum leaking out of my cock like a leaky faucet, and my hands slowly wrapped around my cock as lust clouded my mind. All it took was one light tap with my claw to make me explode all over the ground, my entire body rocking from the force of my cumshot as I screamed in pleasure.
My cock trembled as cum erupted from the tip, shrinking with each burst it released. It didn't take long for it to shrink out of my hands entirely, dwindling down to a cute little nub before fading away entirely. I rubbed my hands along my smooth, scaled crotch for a few seconds, whining in frustration as I felt my sexual tension build up with no release. My whines slowly turned into low growls as scales spiraled up my neck, becoming louder and louder as my arousal grew.
After desperately clawing at my crotch, a small slit started to grow, widening and deepening by the second. I let out a shriek of joy that echoed through the cave as I slipped a single claw inside, wiggling it around and groaning in ecstasy as an entirely new style of pleasure assaulted my senses. The rough, bumpy scales on my fingers only added to the experience, rubbing against the slick folds that were emerging inside my body. Each bump and ridge felt amazing as they slid against my sensitive flesh, igniting a fire inside my soaked slit as it grew larger, filling up my crotch and merging with my anus, the tender, sensitive folds inside both of them fusing into a beautifully pink and textured surface. My new cloaca gaped, drooling with slick, sticky juices as I filled it up with my claws.
As I explored the depths of my cloacal opening, the corruption reached my hips and legs, making my ass balloon out as thick armor plates formed around it. My spine tingled briefly, itching fiercely as it lengthened, pressing against my back until it burst free from my scales. The stubby, fleshy tail trembled as it grew, closely followed by a wave of black scales as it drooped down to my ankles. Having a tail was weird, to say the least. The entire length of it was ridiculously sensitive, but thankfully the sensitivity dulled as my scales grew to cover it. I gave my tail an apprehensive flick, shuddering as I ran the tip of my wing against it and felt a pleasant buzz running up my spine, panting as I teased my tail with my wing membrane. Ok, maybe it was still a weak point…
My tail finished growing once it reached my ankles, but instead of tapering to a point, the end of my tail flared out into a slender bulb. Twin masses of bone jutted out from either side, curving up into a deadly two-prong club, lined with sharp spikes of solid scale. It swayed menacingly as I blissfully trembled, scraping against the stone walls with a resounding rumble as my legs finally began their change as well. My thighs became soft and plump, still managing to jiggle despite the layer of scales covering them. I rubbed my thighs together, savoring the sensation of my scales sliding against each other as the corruption spread down to my feet. My pinky toe quickly disappeared, merging with the rest of my foot as my remaining toes elongated into razor sharp claws. My middle three toes remained front facing, scraping against the ground as my big toe swung off to the side, almost perpendicular to the rest of my toes. I flexed my feet curiously as they took on a more reptilian layout, giant clawed toes connected to the base of my ankle.
I firmly planted my new feet against the ground, curling my toes from the combination of my claws in my cloaca and soft strokes on my tail. A small, nagging part of me felt ashamed for falling to my base instincts so quickly, but most of me didn’t care. I just wanted to keep feeling good. And so, when the corruption started to creep up my neck, I didn’t fight back. I just sighed, closed my eyes, and dug my claws deeper inside my cloaca.
My entire body trembled as soon as the scales started growing in my neck, my scales stretching and flexing as I started to become larger, taller, stronger. My already generous tits and ass blossomed into enormous mounds as I grew, my moans getting louder and deeper as my body expanded, rapidly growing until I was easily triple my original size. My head scraped against the ceiling, and I quickly dropped onto my hands and knees, my tail club leaving cracks in the stone as I ecstatically waved it back and forth. Being so big, so strong, so… dominant sent a heady rush of power to my head, filling me with an intoxicating blend of arousal and control as the corruption reached my head.
My skull reshaped itself as my hair fell out in clumps, drifting to the floor as the back of my head flared out into a giant frill, columns of bone sticking out that rapidly covered themselves with the same membrane that was on my wings. I shook my head as my drill formed, feeling how it dragged against the air as little nubs of bone formed on my forehead and my lower jaw. These nubs quickly lengthened into horns and tusks, curving outward in a mesmerizing, but deadly display. I felt my nose and mouth stretching out into a stubby snout as my eyes shrank, becoming beady black dots. My whimpers and growls of delight deepened into a gravelly, hoarse rumble as the last human part of me disappeared.
I slumped to the ground, twitching as I brought my claws down to my cloaca, frantically trying to quench the heat within me. My tail left scratches along the wall as I masturbated, my soft underbelly and breasts scraping across the ground as my claws worked their way inside me. Even after stuffing my cloaca with every inch of my hands, it still wasn’t enough. My thoughts were completely consumed with a feral, unrelenting heat that forced everything else out of my head, leaving no room for anything else.
My back rubbed against the cave as I stretched and roared, my heat intensifying as I tried to satisfy myself. But my fingers, even as long and burly as they were, couldn’t satisfy my cloaca. It was too deep, too needy. I rumbled again, a low sound that vibrated through my chest and sent tremors into the cave, as I slowly forced my way out of the now tight entrance, hissing with delight as my scales rubbed against the stone walls. Just that was enough to make me squirt all over the ground, my legs trembling as I finally pulled myself out, panting and groaning and covered in my fluids. Drool dripped down my mouth, collecting along my tusks as I stood up, a flicker of annoyance crossing my face as I felt the humid, cloying heat of the Ancient Forest.
As fluids ran down my thighs, looking around my clawed feet, I sniffed the air, grunting in frustration and slamming my tail against a nearby tree, scattering birds with the sound of splintering timber. No mates here… and that meant I wouldn’t find release here. I roared, trampling through the underbrush as my sexual frustration continued to pulse inside me, the heat constant and pressing, urging me to find a mate. My instincts told me what I needed. Sand. Wind. Caves. A dim flicker of knowledge emerged from the small part of me that remembered being a hunter, reminding me that I knew exactly where to look.
More and more knowledge filtered into my mind as I ran, and I followed it to the edge of the Ancient Forest, instinctively flapping my wings and taking flight once I saw the Wildspire Wastes in the distance. My first few seconds of flight were shaky and inexperienced, but soon, my monster instincts took over, spreading my wings wide to ride the warm currents of air in the sky. A little prick of familiarity nibbled against my mind as I saw the faint glow of Astera below me, but those thoughts were soon squashed as I landed in the Wildspire Waste, raising my head into the air and snorting deeply as I breathed in the much drier air. Smelled like home… mates and food…
(A week later)
I whimpered as I stuffed my claws back into my drooling cloaca, thrashing around on the sandy ground as my body burned with arousal and frustration. Another day had gone past without finding a mate, and I was seriously about to lose my mind. I laid my head against the ground, snorting and huffing as my tusks carved lines into the sand, while my hands desperately massaged my boob and cloaca, talons scraping against sensitive flesh. Nothing I did provided me with release, however. The way my claws dug into my body and squeezed my scales felt amazing, but every grope and flick just served to edge me even further. I howled as I whipped my tail around in a frenzy, freezing up when I felt and heard my club hit the wall. A deep, sonorous thud resonated through the large cave I was in, followed by a massive vibration as sand and dust rained down from the ceiling. Panic replaced my lust as I burrow out, but it was already too late. The ceiling collapsed, burying me in a giant column of sand and rocks.
My ears were still ringing from the cave-in as I tunneled out of the pile of sand that had buried me, rumbling softly as I burst out of the ground. I shook my head, flinging sand everywhere as I pushed myself out of the ground, moaning before I started to masturbate again.
“H-Hunter? Is that…?”
I swiveled my head towards the voice, scrambling onto my feet as I saw a woman and a Palico staring up at me. Something about her voice seemed… familiar. I grabbed my head as a massive headache suddenly ripped through me, kneeling on the ground as I roared in pain, memories and emotions flashing through my head, human thoughts clashing with my monster instincts. I groaned as my human memories came flooding back, blushing as I turned away from my handler.
"Don't... Don't look at me."
I whispered shamefully and tried to bury myself in the ground, rumbling angrily as I felt my handler grab my tail. I turned towards her, snarling angrily as she quickly backed away.
"I said don't look at me!"
"Ok, OK! C-Can you at least tell me what did this to you?"
"...hmph. 'kay."
I grumbled as I buried myself into the sand, sulking as I stared up at my handler. Shame, anger, and arousal all mixed around inside me in a conflicting mishmash as I looked at my handler, who sat down next to my head. I huffed in embarrassment again as my Palico joined her, warily sitting next to my handler as he kept an eye on me. I didn't know why my handler still wanted to talk to me. Not only had I abandoned her and Astera, but I was also a freakish monster hybrid as well. She was probably just trying to trick me, trying to bring me back so the Research Guild could dissect and study my body...
But, as I told her about the gem and how it transformed me, as well as how I spent the last week as a monster, eating and trying to mate, she just nodded along and patted my snout gently. I let out a soft snort as she rubbed her hands along my tusks, drooling onto the sand and closing my eyes happily as she comforted me. But still, I couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive, wondering when she was going to stop the act and get my Palico to shock trap me.
"Oh my Gog, that sounds awful, hunter! Is there anything I can do to help?"
"Y-You want to help? A-Aren't you going to... well, capture me? Are you sure you want to help a monster?"
"I don't care what you are, I'm still your handler. Now tell me what you want."
"O-Ok, then... I, um... I... need someone to mate with."
I blushed and buried myself even deeper in the sand, leaving just my eyes and horns sticking out as I felt my cheeks warm up. My handler stared at me for a few seconds, and I gulped, wondering if I had made a mistake. I scrunched up my eyes, mumbling an apology as my handler walked up to me. But as she got closer, I saw the blush on her cheeks and an aroused glimmer in her eyes.
"Oh, right, you're part Diablos right now, aren't you? This should be interesting... Get up!"
I squealed as my handler tugged on my horns, pushing myself out of the sand and trembling as I felt my handler's hands against my scales. I rolled over as she shoved me, panting as my handler put her hands on the rim of my cloaca. Drool gushed from my mouth, pouring onto the sand as my handler's fingers glided across my slippery flesh, making it tingle and pucker with desire. I'd never seen this aggressive side of her before, and a warm, submissive wave flooded my mind as her hands pried open my cloaca and entered me.
I tried to wrestle back control, shaking as I propped myself back into a sitting position, but my handler quickly put a stop to my rebellion as she wiggled her fingers inside me. It wasn't as strong or as rough as my claws, but the delicate tickles and flexibility of her hands and fingers more than compensated for the lack of girth. I slumped back onto the ground, quivering weakly as my handler continued to dive deeper, sticking her arms up to her shoulders inside my cloaca, spreading her arms wide, and making my cloaca pulse and gape.
“T-Too much! You’re gonna break me!”
A warm jet of fluids sprayed out of my cloaca as I tilted my head back and screamed with delight, shuddering as my handler continued to explore my insides. After sticking her arms all the way in, she brought her head in next. My tail thrashed against the sand as her warm breath tickled my sensitive folds, a low rumble going through me as she pulled the rest of her body in.
I collapsed into a weak, limp head on the ground, unable to do anything but moan as my handler squirmed inside me, grabbing onto the wrinkly walls of my cloaca as she dragged herself to the entrance of my uterus. A deep, primal tremble rocked my body as I felt her hands clench around it, and I felt my stomach and cloaca clench again. Drool gushed out of both of my holes as my handler explored my body, getting far more intimate than I had expected.
As my handler stimulated my inner walls, I felt a warm, tight ache form in my stomach, rolling over as my cloaca tightened up. I could feel my handler squirming around in panic inside me, making the tight sensation even stronger as I tilted my head and let out a strained grumble. Something was coming, pushing against my body!
I felt something hard and round join the handler in my insides as my body clenched again, making me moan as it slowly traveled down the length of my stomach. My cloaca trembled as my handler scrambled out, and I panted heavily as a giant egg rolled out of my cloaca after her, still wet and steaming as it fell into the sand.
I trembled for a moment before an incredibly powerful orgasm slammed into my body, annihilating my train of thought and making me shudder and screech uncontrollably as I thrashed against the sand. My handler stared at me, wide-eyed as I collapsed onto the sand, shaking and moaning, my legs and tail spread wide. I could feel how loose and wet I was, my body and the sand beneath me absolutely soaked with bodily fluids. Groaning, I propped myself up onto my knees, kneeling in front of my handler, wiping a stray trail of drool from my mouth as I stared down at her.
"T-Thanks... Sorry about... you know."
"That. Was. So. Hot!"
I stared at my handler in confusion as she danced around me, her wet clothes limply flopping around her body as she ran up and hugged my thigh. I flinched before carefully patting my handler on the head, a small smile forming as she rubbed against me.
"Let's get you back to Astera! We're going to have so much fun together!"
"W-What?"
My smile faltered as I heard my handler's words, and I nervously shuffled away from her, instantly feeling bad as I saw her happy smile fade away. I rumbled softly as my handler walked back up to me, backing away again and again until my back was against the wall. I panted in fear as she beckoned me with a finger, reluctantly lowering my head down to hers but refusing to make eye contact as she stroked my snout.
"Good girl. Just listen to me. Everyone wants you back. Just come with me."
"But I'm-"
"A monster, I know. I got the Second Fleet to repurpose one of the arenas for you. I'll take care of you, feed you, pamper you, play with you... doesn't that sound good?"
"S-Sounds like I'll just be a pet, then?"
"Is there anything wrong with that?"
I stared at my handler as she smirked, stroking the bottom of my chin with her hand as I bit my lip and considered her offer. She felt like a completely different person, now that she was taking charge. But being a pet didn't sound... that bad. I panted softly as my handler rubbed my face, my resolve weakening by the second as she whispered into my ear, telling me about how much fun we could have together. I gulped as I nodded, clasping my hands together as I stood up.
"F-Fine. I'll come with you"
"I knew you'd say yes!"
My handler excitedly hugged me, gesturing towards my Palico, who meowed and leapt towards me. I growled in surprise as I felt a rope tighten around my neck in a primitive leash, whimpering as I felt my handler grab the end and tug at my body. I fell back onto all fours, gasping as I glared at my handler. But, my glistening cloaca and quivering boobs betrayed my excitement as I meekly crawled behind her, my tail flicking from side to side as my handler walked me out of the cave.
"Now, who's a good girl?"
"I-I am..."
I blushed as I responded, trembling as my handler yanked on my leash again, stumbling behind her as she led me toward Astera. My Palico meowed happily as he climbed onto my back, curling up with the egg I laid earlier as he nested himself into one of my ridges. It was incredibly embarrassing being treated like this, but I had to admit, I was enjoying myself. I let out a low rumble as my handler kissed my cheek, nuzzling against her as she smirked.
"That's right~ You're a good girl."