Chapter XIX

At an obnoxious fuel economy, Noelle chugged onto the expressway by command of Kahri’s right foot. The woman sighed and leaned back, smiling to the wind as it danced through her dreadlocks, even hanging an arm over the chrome-edged door.

“Damn girl, there’s some powa in you!” complimented Kahri with her wide, toothy grin that displayed her perfect teeth, the two sets beaming like spotlights. She then changed lanes and floored Noelle in her high gear, prompting a less-than-smooth downshift and a growl from beneath the hood. Her bulletproof crankshaft rammed the red landyacht down the pavement, Kahri only reeling her in when she reached 85 miles per hour on a 70mph stretch of highway.

Kahri laughed in amazed bliss, and she could hear Noelle’s laughter through the speakers. While Noelle was a little worried Kahri would lose her focus on the road, she never did, and even drove Noelle with an extra sprinkle of caution despite her egregious speed limit break.

“Hey, uhhh... where are we going?” Noelle inquired.

“Aw... I wanted to surprise you...”

“That’s ok! Just don’t take me too far, I mean, I do have to get home at some point,” she chuckled.

“No worries about that. We’re very close, trust me.”

Acting gingerly with the non-ABS brakes as she rolled down the exit ramp, Kahri directed Noelle down a county road out in the middle of nowhere. On the left was a construction site — was a construction site — that had been visibly overtaken by nature, at least partially.

Kahri slowed down again. “Alright Noelle, got an axle lifter? Let’s see if we can clear this curb...” At that, Noelle’s entire front end pushed upward from the front axle, allowing for more suspension capability to make it onto the short gravel path before it fades to grass.

Noelle’s engine turned off on its own as Kahri hunted for an ignition. “K-Kahri? Is this... what I think it is?”

She sighed. “Uh, y-yeah. You’ve been pretty strung lately, I can tell, so I brought ya somewhere you can really let loose.” Kahri stepped out and closed the door. “Come on, Ceece. Give Noelle up for now and enjoy yourself!”

The old Cadillac melted into a bright red, taffy-like putty, looking like a giant cherry-flavored AirHead halfway through her reversion. The candy simile rose up as it shrunk, soon standing on two legs and seeing through eyes not concealed by headlight glass. A smile spread across her face from ear to ear. “Kahri... I cannot tell you what that means to me. If you can trust me with this... I trust you with anything.” Cecelia then dropped to all fours.

Her whole body exploded outward in all directions, quickly surpassing the size of Noelle. Black scales replaced skin and metallic claws replaced fingernails. A series of short silver plates appeared down her back, the growing trail continuing down an incredibly strong, heavy tail ending in four threatening spikes. Like her tail, Cecelia’s arms, legs and torso had drastically bulked up and gained incredible amounts of muscle, just like her neck was in the moment Kahri took notice of the sheer size of the former woman’s ribs. Her throat stretched forward and thrashed about, splitting into three tentacles that only got thicker and tougher, each one growing its own reptilian head sporting scales dark like pitch and chrome horns like Satan himself. Her six-eyed gaze was enough to inspire sin and evil, and her bite could snap a sequoia in two with ease.

“ooohhhooohhhyeeeEEESSSrrraAaAaAAAAAAAGGGHHH!!!”

Use of the term ‘scaroused’ would do disservice to the sheer magnitude of Kahri’s emotional whirlwind. Not fifteen feet from her was a hydra straight from the worst chapters of Greek mythology that could quite literally swallow her whole and yet, she did not move. She quivered and winced, quietly whimpering, but she stayed still as a statue, trying to process the sheer impossibility of Cecelia’s doom-bringing scourge of a form.

“OOORRRAAAGGGHHHHHH... ẅ̶̲͙̀̒̽h̷̖͈̹̙̻͌̅ä̴̧͖̪̙́̆̍t̸̺̞͐ ̶̺̖͈̆̈́͘͝d̷̛̜͓͔̳̤̘̈́͑ǫ̶̦̳͇͋ ̷̰̤̻̼̽̐́͝ẏ̸͚̣͖̞͚̲̊̃͝o̵͈̱̲̔̋̓̍͒̓u̶̢̖̤̗͗̀̍͌͘ ̴͙͉̖͈͉͗̎̐t̷̠̝̗̺̜̅͂̉̔͗h̷̟̳̫̫̳̑̂i̷̢͔̍̇́͘͝ṅ̷͙̟̤̜̓́̅̀̄k̴̞̓̓?̸̝̹͍̣̳̄͋“ she bellowed, lowering her first head to a few feet above Kahri’s eye level.

“I... am... so... I-I’m lost for words here and I can’t believe that that’s really you...”

Cecelia did her best to smile at the remark, letting out a huff of air through her nostrils and tilting her chin. “Uh... well um... a hydra like you can’t really slip undetected into a city like that...” Kahri meekly followed up. “If you maybe disguise yourself... Godzilla will never see you coming...”

Instantly, Cecelia began to deflate, her heads zippering and merging into one as her tail and neck almost fully retracted into her torso. Her four legs flattened, first into c-shaped curls, then into loops that slightly shrank and filled out with black cylindrical wheels on the inside. The rest of her body covered itself in an amber yellow hue, the outlines of scales fading as Cecelia straightened herself and hollowed out. Two rows of windows raced down each of her sides as her barren interior filled with basic bench seats. She pulled the last of her tail away into her large cabin which was shaped somewhat like a bread box at this point, as her head softened and molded into an engine bay housing a high-displacement diesel block. Finally, she formed her driving controls and her many exterior lights, her hydra eyes spreading outward toward the fenders and solidifying into the headlights of a common school bus.

A hand met the crotch of Kahri’s shorts. With a euphoric moan, she fell to her butt on the grassy path and climaxed, unable to resist at this point. Her best friend’s powers pushed every possible button on her control panel. Her bones quivering within her, she stumbled behind a mound of dirt, leaning on it and bathing in the afterglow.

Wow... seems it takes a Cecelia for someone to find a bus sexy.