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As Synthia Charms woke up to the sound of birdsong outside her window, she woke up on her comfy queen sized bed, stretching out with a moan.

"Mmh, morning already? I must have needed that sleep. What an odd dream I had, I must have eaten something off," she said, making to get up only to pause, somehow feeling a huge weight on her chest.

Struggling to sit up, Synthia propped herself up with both arms and her eyes widened in shock.

"My...breasts?" She gasped quietly, looking at her chest but this couldn't be. Each breast of hers was now twice the size of her head, with nipples that looked like they could be used as a second pussy and areolas a quarter the size of her breasts.

"What? H-how? No no no, I'm dreaming, yes? Come on Synthia wake up, wake up and you'll have your perfect body back," she said, closing her eyes, only to open them and realise that she really was awake.

To top it all off, her body seemed to have grown another foot and body had gained a plumpness to it. Gone was her washboard stomach and toned figure. She wasn't fat but she had padding that she did not appreciate.

Before she could help herself, she opened her muzzle and gave a piercing scream, her blue eyes wide in panic. Those things, "What did they do to me...my perfect body," she said quietly, tears forming before running down her furred cheeks.

'Hush child, there is no need to stress,' a voice spoke within her head, 'you have been chosen as our queen to bring our species back from extinction.'

"Wh-who is there?" Synthia answered timidly, not seeing anyone in her room.

Managing to look past her engorged breasts, she saw two of the strange black objects crawling up her bed, but the third one was missing.

Until she screamed as it latched onto her head before telling to be quiet, injecting her frantic mind with a soothing calmness before speaking telepathically.

'We are the Dra-Rahzin, a sub species of dragon that sadly was wiped out a millenia ago on a distant planet. We were a powerful race but sadly, no means of space travel. When our sun started dying, we knew there was only one way to survive. We placed eggs from our finest species into these creatures we call Star Nodes, genetic creatures our best scientists modified to act as our emissary. Sadly when we entered your atmosphere we thawed out and were close to death so we had to take action.'

"So what do you want with me, I am just a model...or I was," she said, looking at her large breasts and pudge.

'You are to be queen to a new age of Dra-Rahzin. An altered, more adaptive variant where you will be the queen and give rise to us. Please, you are our only chance.'

"A queen huh?" Synthia said with longing in her voice. She had always wanted to be royalty, to be worshipped. The thought of it having fallen into her lap caused her pussy to clench with desire. She could have any amount of males serving her, pleasing her whims.

As if giving her a sample of things to come, her body started to react of its own accord. Her nethers warmed up, arousal blooming not only in her pussy, but her womb and breasts too.

"Haah, wh-what are you doing? Why am I feeling so needy?" The white furred feline moaned as she arched on the bed, feeling her heavy breasts wobble and slap against her belly with each arch.

'The seeds we planted inside of your body are starting to germinate,' they spoke into her mind, 'your body is starting to change more dramatically, sending out endorphins to attract other females for the change and to begin breeding with the local males.'

"What-what do you mean? I am NOT into females!" She gasped as her body rapidly heated up, grating her refusal through pleasure that threatened to warp her mind and numb all other senses.

'Your body has been seeded, and now we need to plant our eggs inside three female hosts to become one with you, triggering your own true transformation. Once they are reborn, they will spread and breed, and you shall know pleasure and power like you have never dreamed before.'

Synthia heard all of this, it was like their words were stoking a primal fire inside of the white feline, causing her to become more and more lost to a pleasurable fire, trying to consume her. The room was growing thick and heavy with her scent now, filtering through the gaps under the doors and into other residents' rooms.

Her body throbbed, feeling like she was growing all over and indeed she was, the bed creaked and groaned as she grew another half a foot and her breasts swelled exponentially, up to five more cup sizes. More than that though, they felt...strange; as if something was modifying them internally.

The door to her apartment suddenly opened up, three females standing in a dazed like state at the entrance before shuffling in, zoning in towards the source of the scent that called them, their weak minds seduced by the scent.

As they rounded the corner to her bedroom, Synthia arched her head up to tell them to run, to go away. But all that came out was a keening sound of need.

She recognised the three girls, though had never gotten to know them. One was a pretty kangaroo with nice, wide hips and a generous bust. Another a very pretty husky with a B cup chest and the third female an exotic and shapely clouded leopard.

All three stood, open mouthed, breathing in her scent with vacant looks and the lower nethers soaked with pure arousal.

"Please, r-ru-Ah!" Synthia cried out as another wave of pleasure ran through her, her body expelling more and more pheromones.

The largest of the three, the kangaroo, pressed her nose to her soaking wet nethers and began slurping her long tongue across her labia and up towards her clit. Arching her hips, Synthia moaned low and deep as the last bit of self control slipped from her mind.

The two sleeker girls went towards her now giant breasts, each beyond normal measurements by this point and covered what they could of her giant nipples as they suckled, sending a powerful jolt of pleasure up the former model as her mind began to blank out.

Moaning and writhing on her bed, gasping and clutching at the bed sheets, Synthia tried to regain some control of her mind but the kangaroo's tongue diving oh-so deep into her tunnel made it impossible to collect herself. Meanwhile the two at her breasts started slipping their tongues into her nipples, drinking directly from her breasts as her sweet, heady scent permeated the room.

But the girls seemed to want more, they moaned in frustration as she tried to push them away, finding herself having little fight to put up.

Her limbs seemed to lose all strength when simultaneously, the kangaroo girl nuzzled her pussy wide and pushed her muzzle in, and the clouded leopard and husky squeezed around her areola, helping to open her nipple up and pressed their muzzles in.

Synthia threw her arms behind her, her pussy climaxing around the kangaroo in the most powerful orgasm she ever had. Her breasts were sending shocks of pleasure straight to her brain, her pussy was getting eaten out and at the same time, impossibly, three grown females were pushing their way inside her body.

Time seemed to stop for her as the kangaroo slipped first her entire head inside her tight pussy walls, and then her neck. Her shoulders seemed to take the second longest, but not as long as her tasty rack as it was slowly consumed by her voracious pussy.

Meanwhile the leopard and husky at her breasts were pushing their own way slowly inside, the large nipple ring swallowing them up like a round maw with them up to their shoulders.

Slowly but surely, more and more of the three girls were devoured by her breasts and vagina, growing larger the more of them they took in until each breast was the size of herself, and her belly grew the more of the busty kangaroo she took into her womb until with a loud, wet slurp, the legs of all three girls vanished inside of her with a long, low moan of tired pleasure from the exhausted feline.

Synthia laid there panting, trying to recover from such an alien experience and the drain of near constant climax.

Struggling to lift her head up, her blue eyes widened at what she saw. Completely grounding her form, her giant breasts spilled over each side, the same size if not larger than herself and her bulging stomach cut off any frontal view with its massive girth.

"Pl-please, get out," she whispered, trying to push with her vaginal muscles to no avail.

Only she felt, rather than saw, those strange black creatures latch onto her pussy and nipples. "No, no leave me alone! You've ruined me enough!" She cried out, only for her protests to be drowned as she felt them extend their tendris and tubes back inside of her breasts and vagina, her muzzle opening wide in a gasp of pleasure.

'You will feel differently once you awaken to your new form, and embrace the mission we have granted you. We need to finish planting our eggs inside the women so you can react to each other. To transform.'

There was no more mind communication between her and the black creatures. Just sheer, mind numbing pleasure as she felt them extend their tubes deeper inside of her, snaking around her birthing canal and direct into her womb. The ones in her breasts had less of an ordeal and soon she could also feel the females inside her squirming in pleasure.

Synthia's mind was just a white and pink void of pleasure by this point, feeling the creatures suckle around her and pump her and her guests full, feeling each egg stretching her nipples and folds with each passing as the three in her seemed to also climax. Wait, how did she know that?

Unknown to her, she was already establishing a hive mind with the girls, sharing in their pleasure and becoming one in the most intimate way possible.

Her belly jiggled and her breasts wobbled as the kangaroo, husky and leopard all had multiple climaxes of their own as the seeds were planted deep inside of them, their combined pleasure making Synthia's mind melt as she was overwhelmed.

Her hands went to caress what she could of her breasts and belly as her tail flailed, eyes rolling into the back of her head at such a complete and full sense of pleasure until she felt them suddenly fall off of her, their tubes dissolving harmlessly.

'With that...our mission...is...d o n e,' they said as their black forms turned ashen and they too dissolved.

The last conscious thought Synthia had was of more. Of wanting the pleasure to continue more. Of sharing and spreading the pleasure, of wanting to bond more.

Passing out into a recuperative slumber, her body began to change in earnest. Her white fur started turning crimson red, purple highlights ran across her fur with the tip turning purple and growing longer, sleeker towards the tip and nubs formed at her shoulder blades.

It would be several months before Synthia would be fully reborn, along with her consort.