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Perfection in Marble and Water by: Theo Winters

Written for SSJ3Mewtwo

Daniel sorted through his mail, going through each piece and throwing away the worst of the junk. In among the bills he was surprised to find an odd looking envelope. The paper was a mix of black and white with his address written on the front with long looping letters in bright silver ink.

He turned the envelope over to see a return address written in the same hand writing. Not sure what to make of it he tucked the rest of the mail under his arm and headed up to his apartment, his long thick tail swaying from side to side as he went up the steps.

Stepping through his door he tucked his keys back into the pocket of his jeans as ducked his head under the hanging light. It was a long engrained habit by now, having caught his horns on it a number of times in the past. It was one of the downsides of being seven and a half feet tall. With a flick of his heavy tail he closed the door then dropped the mail on the end table. He looked at the black and white envelope, almost regretting the fact that he had to tear it open. With that in mind he took his time working the flap of the envelope free so as not to tear the paper.

Once he finally had it opened he pulled out two neatly folded pages. One was a map leading out to someplace on the edge of town; the other was a letter, written in the same flowing hand as before. Sitting down on the couch the large hybrid unfolded the letter and started to read.

"My dear Daniel, it is my pleasure to tell you that you have been selected for a very special project. A number of months ago you sent me a letter speaking of your desire to have a statue made in your own image. After a great deal of deliberation I have decided that you would be the perfect subject for one of my personal statues.

"To this end I desire for you to visit my estate this Saturday, you will spend the weekend posing for me to ensure the statue captures your form perfectly. I do warn you the statue will be exacting, so it will not do if you are shy. I will provide room and food for you while you stay and I look forward to your visit.

"Sincerely Mistress Delaware Cain"

Daniel looked down at the letter, his brow furrowing as he tried to remember what it had been talking about. He had a very vague memory of a booth at the mall for the chance to win a statue. It was an amusing idea and he had signed up, the lioness there taking his information and some pictures. He had never thought he would be selected and had simply allowed it to slip his mind as simply being unimportant.

He set the letter aside and looked at the map. The place was well out of the way, deep in the evergreen forest outside of town, tucked in the shadow of the mountains. It would take a couple of hours to get there, but it wouldn't be a hard drive. If he left first thing in the morning he could be there by nine.

A smile passed over Daniel's muzzle as he slipping his hand under his t-shirt to gently scratched his four-fingered hand over the black scales on his firm belly. A statue of himself would be interesting to have, something nice to put on the coffee table, just a bit of an interesting conversation starter. He leaned back, spreading his thick legs and resting his hands on the curve of his hips. It sounded like it would be a fun weekend, even if he had to spend it being poked and measured, and part of him suspected some of it would be nude. That didn't bother him, in the right mood he liked showing off.

The big feline and reptile hybrid smirked a bit as he thought about the last time he went clubbing, but put it out of his mind. He doubted he would get drunk during his posing, so nothing would really happen even if he was in his full glory. He wasn't as shy as some of his friends and didn't need to think about what he was going to do. It was going to be fun and that was all he needed to know.

* * *

Saturday morning found Daniel driving his car up a long tree-lined lane that seemed to twist and turn as it worked along the side of a shallow valley, the leaves on the trees catching the morning sunlight and sending the shadows dancing over the well tented road.

The big hybrid clenched and unclenched his hands over the wheel as he took another turn, his nerves were growing as he got closer to the house, not sure what to expect. There had been a pair of statues at the start of the road, one of a well muscled bull and the other of an equally well built bear, they had been carved out of white marble and glowed in the morning light.

He had found himself staring at the statues as they towered up over the car. They were taller than he was and he found them slightly intimidating. The fact that they were only clothed in loincloths that did nothing to hide their equipment didn't help matters.

Turning the car around a gentle curve he started to wonder what he would find when he finally meet Miss Cain. She obviously had a great deal of money to live in a place as large as this, and to afford so much marble. If that was the sort of statue that was going to be made of him... it was going to be amazing.

Letting out a nervous chuckle he turned the car around another curve, but this time he came out in front of a large mansion. The house was huge; it was two stories tall and was at the back of an expansive law that was rolling out from the large front door. There were so many windows on the house that the building seemed to glow in the morning light, and it cast reflections of sunlight that danced over the stone ground in front of it. Behind the house he could see a large lawn rising up along the small hill, trees lining the edge of the property.

The road lead to a circular gravel path in front of the house, in the center of the circle was a tall oak tree, the branches reaching up high over the drive, the full company of leaves casting shade over the stones. He pulled his car up to the front door and stepped out of it, looking up at the house. The large double doors towered over even him; and tall windows on each side of the door let him get a glimpse of a large room beyond.

Daniel walked up to the front door, the stone shifting under his large feet. As he walked up the three large steps the front door slowly opened and a maid stepped out onto the porch. It was a pretty looking lioness with long hair and a very large chest that jutted from the top of her French maid uniform. It was cut in the traditional black and white style with a wide skirt that only reached halfway to her knees, a long tail flicked behind her, sweeping over the ground.

"May I help you?" she asked in a quiet voice, her eyes looking at the ground.

He gulped as he walked up to the feline, feeling rather under-dressed in his t-shirt and jeans. With shaking hand he reaching into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out the letter. "I was invited."

She nodded and took the letter, unfolding it she read it over for a moment, then looked up at him with a smile. "The mistress has been eagerly awaiting your arrival. She will be very pleased that you are here. Please, come with me, I will take you to her," she said, stepping to the side and motioning for him to come in.

Daniel stepped over the threshold and into the house. The entry hall was huge, reaching up to the very top of the second floor with a large spiral staircase rising up out of the center of the room. The floor was hard wood and cold under his bare feet, and the walls were covered in a number of large paintings, but he didn't have time to get a good look at them as the lioness closed the door and started down one of the large hallways, her tail lifting slightly as she walked.

Following after the lioness, he found himself admiring the swaying of her hips, her stiletto heels clicking with each step she took. He noted that her tail slipped out under her skirts instead of through a hole in the back, so the slightly raised tail also lifted her skirts and allowed him to see her full ass in some tight white panties.

As they went down the hallway they started to pass statues standing in small alcoves. The first one was of a muscular male wolf, he stood out in a number of ways, the least of which was the large stone phallus jutting from his crotch. The wolf looked like he was locked in ecstasy, pleasure etched on his perfect face, his back ached slightly and his crotch thrusting forward.

The next statue was in much the same pose, but this time was a female skunk. She had one hand rubbing her full breasts the other fingering her sex. Her head was thrown back as if she was about to climax, her tongue hanging out of her open muzzle. Daniel felt a warm blush crossing over the scales of his face as they continued down the hallway.

The next statue was of a hermaphrodite dragoness. This one was bent over, her hands pressing against the wall, with her tail high and legs parted giving a view of her eager sexes, her slit gaping open like someone had just pulled a shaft out of her. He took a deep breath, feeling his pants starting to tighten up around his crotch, wondering how much longer he had to go.

Instead his eyes fell upon the statue of a she-male horse. This statue was made of black stone and the mare was posed as though she was pleasing herself. Her large shaft was shoved between her large breasts as she had her muzzle pressed down between them to lick at the fat head. This one looked so real he almost expected her to start moaning in pleasure.

The final statue in the hallway was of a slightly effeminate looking elephant, as much as one could be effeminate. He was frozen as he rocked back on his large feet, his trunk lifted high as he rubbed himself. It took Daniel a moment to realize what was between the statue's legs, it wasn't a shaft but a large looking pussy, the stone lips looking wet in excitement.

The lioness giggled as she walked up to a large wooden door. "This mistress will see you now," she said, her tail lifting high as she pushed the door open and motioned from him to follow her inside. Daniel gulped and stepped into the room, his hands moving down to hover over his crotch, the display of the statues had left him rock hard in his pants with a growing wet spot right at the top of the bulge.

Once inside the office he found himself staring at a large female orca sitting behind a huge wooden desk. The woman was impressive, her figure was large but not fat, with a firm jutting chest that hung over the top of the desk. She looked at him with a large smile, licking her lips a bit as she leaned forward, the chair creaking under her. She was well built, muscular without looking like she worked out all the time, but still large all around. Her dress, almost the same black as her skin, hugged tightly to her rolling curves, highlighting every inch of them.

"Thank you Pat, you may go," she said, her voice warm with sultry tones underlined by a deep base that rumbled in the center of Daniel's chest.

The maid curtsied deeply. "Yes Mistress," she said, then quickly left the room, the door closing with a quite thump behind her.

"So, you must be Daniel," she said, trapping her fingers on the desk.

He nodded, not sure what else to yes. "Yes, Ms. Cain."

The orca shook her head. "No dear, if you are to call me anything you are to call me mistress," she said, her voice echoing around the room.

Daniel looked at her for a moment, feeling a chill creep through his body. In the end it really didn't matter what she wanted to be called, so he was happy to be as formal as she liked. "Yes, Mistress, I'm Daniel."

She chuckled and nodded. "Indeed you are. Your pictures did you no justice, though I am at a loss as to what species you are."

He smiled a bit, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand, forging about the bulge in his crotch. "Well, I'm a hybrid. A bit of feline, a bit human and a bit of a reptile. I usually call myself a mewthree," he said, then blushed, that was something he had only called himself in private, he had no idea why he just told it to a random stranger.

Mistress Cain smiled and narrowed her blue eyes, the streaks of white around them making them stand out all the more. "Yes, I can see the likeness to a mewtwo," she said in a playful tone.

His blush grew even stronger as he nodded. He hadn't expected her to be familiar with pokemon.

Pressing her hands together she stood up and started to walk around the desk. He gasped as she rose to her full height, which was higher than his own! She came around the desk and he saw she was standing in heels, but even without them she would still be a couple inches taller than he was.

The mewthree shifted on his feet, looking up at her, her long black dress holding tight over the curves of her lower body as tightly as it wrapped around her chest. "Wow," he finally said.

"Thank you dear, but you don't have to compliment me," she said, her voice ringing deeply in his ears as she reached up and closed his own jaw with one finger. "In fact this is all about you, is it not? You're here to pose for my next statue, and now that I can see you I think it's going to be a special statue," as she spoke her other hand slipped down to squeeze at his softening crotch. "Very special."

Her touch sent a jolt through his body, his shaft returning to full hardness so fast he was surprised it didn't rip open the front of his pants. "Thank you," he said.

She squeezed again and then moved closer, pressing her large breasts against his chest. They were wonderfully full and soft. "Thank you what?"

"Thank you, mistress," he said, moaning at her closeness.

The orca smiled and leaned in, brining her lips right to his ear. "That's right dear," she said, her deep bass in her voice echoing through his head as she squeezed him again. She pulled away, her breast bouncing under her dress "Now dear, come with me."

He nodded, watching her as she pulled away, her hand slipping away from his crotch. With a smirk she turned and started out the doorway, her long thick tail swaying behind her ass. Her hips and ass rocked from side to side as she walked, her ample assets rolling as with every step she took.

Daniel followed after her, watching the fins on her tail as they bounced as she moved, her black skin not quite blending in with the black of her dress, it didn't have the shine of her skin either. The dress was cut to allow her dorsal fin to rise up of her back between her shoulder blades, almost looking like it was part of her dress. It distracted him as they walked past the lude statues lining the hallway.

She turned her head back to give him a look as they walked. "Do you like what you see?" she asked with a wink.

He nodded dumbly.

The orca smirked and lifted her tail slightly higher as she walked. "Then you had better keep watching."

"Yes, Mistress," he said softly, his eyes scanning over her body as they walked through the house. They crossed through the entryway and into the other wing of the mansion. This one wasn't as well decorated as the other side, the walls were bare other then the occasional painting or mirror.

Opening a large door Mistress Cain stepped through and motioned him to follow. Inside was a large workroom, the walls were covered in wood with a number of benches and shelves lined the wall. One wall was dominated by a huge window, looking out onto the grounds and a well tended garden. He could see a few other statues out among the plants. It was hard to see but he thought they were all as erotic as the others.

The orca moved to a workbench and turned to face Daniel, a smile on her large face, her pointed teeth peaking out under her lips. "Stand on the platform," she said, pointing to the center of the room. The platform was large and round, rising about a foot over the floor of the room.

He nodded and stepped onto the platform, feeling a bit like he was on display.

She smirked a bit. "No dear, you need to remove your clothes first. All of them," she said, the large room giving her voice a soft echo in his ears.

"All of them?" he asked in a soft voice, almost squeaking the words out. His hands were already reaching for his shirt as he spoke.

"All of them," she repeated.

The mewthree blushed, lines of pink growing between his small scales. "Yes, Mistress," he said as he pulled the shirt over the top of his head, exposing the heavy plate on his chest and lower belly. He tossed it to the side, then reached down and started to undo his belt. His blush brightened as he undid the buttons at the front and over the top of his wide tail. He pushed them down over his broad hips, along with his underwear, and then stepped out of them. He tossed them to the side with his shirt then dropped his hands down to cover the slit of his vent. The room felt colder on his scaled skin, prickling at his scales as his blush burnt over his cheeks.

Mistress Cain smiled at then, rubbing her chin. "Well well well, you do have a nice body. You have such a wonderful build and such striking legs and tail. Strike a pose for me dear, don't hide anything."

His blush didn't abate as he let his arms fall to the side, then unable to think of anything else he stuck a pose like a body builder.

The orca giggled and nodded "You are very nice. I would like to see you hard, can you do that for me?" she asked in a sing song voice.

"I'm... I'm not sure."

"Well, maybe this will help," she said, then reached behind her back, running her fingers along her dress, causing the fabric to fall away from her. She pulled the neck of her dresses down over her large breasts, then let it fall. The dress fluttered down to pool at her feet, leaving her only in a pair of white panties and bra.

He gulped as he looked over her, her bright white belly contrasting with the black of her sides. Her breasts jutted forward in her bra, almost too large for the fabric to hold. The top of her aureoles peaked out over the cups. They were dark black, as were her large fat nipples that pushed against the bra. The tiny panties hugged her crotch, rising up in a v-shape over her hips. They looked almost painted on, outlining the shape of her sex under the fabric, the black skin visible under the white of the material.

It was all that he needed. His shaft started to slide out of his vent, slipping free and snapping to attention, growing to its full length in moments. He blushed, but couldn't move to cover himself, too entranced with the large sexy woman standing in front of him.

Mistress Cain walked over to him, her heels clicking as she walked, her eyes tracing over his body. Once she was next to him she reached out and grabbed his shaft, giving it a squeeze. "You are very nicely endowed. I would say about nine inches?"

All Daniel could do was nod in reply, shivering as she squeezed him again. He just barely noticed the lioness maid slipping in and gathering up their clothing.

"Nice and thick as well, you are a very attractive man. I'm so glad I get to work with you! I think you would make a perfect fountain, don't you?" she asked, her deep voice rolling through his body.

"A fountain?" he asked.

She smiled and nodded, her other hand running over his chest. "Oh yes, a fountain; water filling you, rising up through your body to rush out in the most wonderful of ways. I would have to keep you in my private collection, but it would be perfect none the less."

His bush grew hotter. "Yes, mistress. It would be perfect," he replied, knowing that everything she said was true. The hybrid could almost feel the water running through him to erupt out of him. Even the thought of it made his shaft twitch in her hand.

Her smile grew wider as she took slipped her hands from him and took a few steps back. With a discerning eye she smiled and rubbed her large chin. "Though I will need to make a few changes for you to be truly perfect, but with such a wonderful starting point there is very little that will truly need to be done."

"Changes?"

Mistress Cain nodded and rubbed her hands together, her nipples hard against her bra. "Nothing overly drastic, I just like my statues to have a little... extra," she said, making a grand motion with her hand as her tail swayed from side to side. Her voice echoed through the room, the deep base fit rolling through his bones in the most pleasant way.

"Well... if you think they will make me look better," he said, a little unsure.

"Of course it will make you look better, you will be as perfect as I see you!" as she spoke she lifted one hand to her chest, teasing her fingers over her fat nipples.

The mewthree took in a deep breath and slowly let it out through his teeth. "Very well then, go ahead and make your changes," he said, his voice shaking slightly in lust.

The orca smiled and snapped her fingers. Without a word the lioness hurried over, a large gray apron in her arms. She opened it up and dropped it over the orca's large neck, then moving behind her back she tied it under her dorsal fin. Once it was in place the busty feline slipped to the back of the room.

"Then let us begin. You stay right where you are," she said as she walked across the room and opened something on one of the work benches, with an elegant grunt she pulled out a large plastic bag almost as large as a normal person. She carried it to where he stood, holding it in one hand before letting it fall to the floor.

He glanced down, seeing something heavy and grey in the sack, not quite sure what it was. It glistened, like it was wet, but was chunky in some odd ways.

Bending down Mistress Cain grabbed a handful of the material in the sack, pulling it free. He could see it was a sort of clay, it was soft and squished between her fingers as she started to roll it, shaping the material between her fingers, working it into a large smooth ball. She set it to the side then picked up a second large handful, starting to make another ball.

Daniel watched all of this, unsure what was going on, but still found it entrancing. There was just something about watching this large woman work, her muscles pulling and twitching under her soft black and white skin. It was incredibly arousing standing so close to her while stark naked.

Soon she stood back up, holding the two large balls of clay in her hands. She gave him a small smile then stepped forward. In a single move she took the two balls of clay and pressed them to his chest. The clay was slightly warm against his scales and deformed against his chest, covering his pecks. She pulled her hands away, the two balls of clay staying in place. "That's a good start," she mused, then bent down to gather more clay.

Daniel looked down at his chest, the two mounds looking like nothing more than cartoonish breasts.

Standing up the orca pressed more clay against his chest, working it with her fingers, reshaping the clay to give it more natural shape. After only a few minutes her expert hands and coxed from the clay the shape of a pair of large breasts, full and jutting from his chest without any sag to them at all. She even worked in the shape of his chestplate, shaping it hold the breasts like a built in bra, cupping and holding them firmly.

He shivered, watching the breast form under his fingers. He reached up to touch them, but she slapped his hands away. "Don't touch it until the clay is dry," she said, gathering up some more pinches of clay, using them to cap each breast with a large fat nipple.

Taking a step back she rubbed her chin, streaks of clay covering her skin. "That's a very good start," she said, then collected more clay. He watched, unable to say anything as she started to work it over his hips and the area round his tail, adding more and more as she worked her hands over him, making his hips wider and giving him a large and round ass around his tail.

With her hands covered in clay she reached up to his waist, starting to squeeze at it. It was a very odd feeling as he felt it contract under her touch, getting smaller to highlight the rest of his body. He had never felt anything like it before, but it was a wonderful sensation! She pulled her hands away, stroking them down his new hips, a touch that sent a chill rushing through his body making him gasp and shift. He swayed his tail to keep his balance, feeling his new breasts bounce as well. Each movement sent a jolt of lust through his body.

He looked down at his chest, surprised at how real the breasts looked. The new material had started to dry, the grey darkening to be almost the same shade of black as his scales. If he didn't know better he would say they'd become a part of himself.

Picking up more clay Mistress Cain moved around behind him. He craned his head around to see what he was doing, but couldn't quite make it out. It didn't matter as he felt her hands grab the fat tip of his tail. She started to tease and stroke it, adding more clay to the tip, making it longer. As she worked she started to reach up to the base of his tail, running her hands down the length of it, making it thinner and more elegant then before.

A low burning pleasure was starting to fill his body as she worked, the lust growing as her hands stroked and worked along his tail, carving something far prettier from it then what he'd previously had. Without thinking about it he found himself swaying his ass from side to side, trying to tease her hands with the tail. At the same time his cock surged forward, jutting out from his vent and rock hard.

This didn't escape Mistress Cain's attention, she let go of his tail, moving back around to stand in front of him. "I see someone likes my work," she says, reaching out to grab his shaft, stroking along it.

"Yes, mistress," he managed to squeak out.

She chuckled and stroked him again. "I think it's time I gave him some of my attention," she said, her voice thick with lust, as sank down, licking her lips, her breath hot on his pointed head.

Daniel expected her to take his shaft into her large mouth, but instead she pulled away and gathered up more of the clay. She started to work it along his shaft, making him both thicker and longer. Her expert fingers reshaped it, working it into his skin and adding three more inches until he was a good foot long; or at least it seemed that way from what he could see between his breasts.

Once she seemed happy with his size she leaned down and blew over his enhanced penis, trying to make it dry even faster. As he watched from between his breasts he could see the new addition darkening to match his natural color.

The orca smiled, the licked the head of his shaft with her wide tongue. It sent a jolt of pleasure though his body, making him arch his back, his breasts bouncing in excitement. Taking more clay she reached up and started teasing it behind his shaft, shaping it carefully with one hand while, teasing her fingers behind his shaft and into his vent. She explored around inside for a moment, tickling him in the most personal places, and then pulled back. Something inside of him came with her hand , he could feel it sliding out then settling in the clay.

"There, some nice proper balls for some nice external equipment," she said, teasing the clay into a large scrotum to match the size of his shaft. She then worked more around the base of his shaft, smoothing all the edges. As she worked he could feel his vent sealing up around his shaft and new balls. It felt odd, the skin around his crotch forming a scaly sheath that squeezed at the base of his penis.

After that she reached back with her clay covered fingers, teasing the flesh behind his new scrotum. She teased around his skin, pressing at his scales, building up the clay, then without warning she pressed her fingers firmly against him, and a moment later her hand slipped back inside his body.

The mewthree cried out as she worked her fingers deeper, the pleasure from the her unexpected penetration making him weak in the knees. It was nothing like when she teased his vent, this was so much stronger, so much more pleasurable! He slapped his tail on the ground, spreading his legs and shaking. His mistress kept working her fingers deeper, teasing and reshaping him from the inside. "What are you doing?" he managed to squeak out.

"Improving on perfection," she replied. It felt like her whole hand was inside of him, twisting and teasing along, her fingers doing things he had never imaged before. The pleasure was almost too much to take, his legs shaking from how good it felt. It was so much that he found the lioness's at his side, holding him upright.

Slowly Mistress Cain pulled her hand free. It slid out with a wet slurping sound before the orca pulled away, a smile on her face. "You enjoyed that," she said.

He nodded, his legs still shaking under him. He was glad the maid was at his side, he didn't think he could stand up on his own just yet.

"Being a herm does suit you, and you'll find having a sweet little pussy is almost as good as having those wonderful breasts. You are lovely like this. Still, we're almost done for today," she said, reaching back into the bag, she withdrew a little bit of clay, rolling it between her hands as she leaned in. She pressed her body to his, her large breast pressing against his own, their nipples rubbing together and sending another jolt of pleasure running through his body.

Leaning up she kissed him firmly on the lips, he returned it for a moment before she pulled away then started to work the clay over his face, rubbing his cheek bones and jaw, he could feel them softening as they reshaped, becoming thin and elegant. Once that was done she reached down and rubbed gently along his neck. It began to thin, and he felt a tingling at the back of his throat.

Mistress Cain pulled away, taking a few steps back as she looked at him. She placed one hand on her chin as she licked her lips. "Yes, yes you are almost perfect now, don't you think so Pat?"

"I do mistress," the lioness replied.

"Wouldn't you like to have breasts that big?" she replied.

The lioness giggled and bounced on her toes, her own breasts jiggling in her top. "Mine are just fine mistress."

"Indeed they are pet, and you are just perfect the way you are."

With a blush the feline nodded and returned to the back of the room, though with an added skip in her step and a sway in her tail.

The orca turned her attention back to Daniel. "You like what I've done to you, don't you dear?"

A blush ran over his scales as he nodded. "Yes mistress," he said, surprised at the sound of his voice. It was soft and breathy, like the sultriest of girls. He gulped and rubbed at his throat, surprised by the changes in his voice.

Licking her lips the large orca nodded and reached down to grab at his enlarged shaft, still rock hard. "I can see that my dear. You really do look perfect, and I cannot wait to see you when you are finished, but that is for tomorrow, it is rather late tonight."

He blinked in surprise, then turned to look at the large windows, outside the sun was setting over the garden, long shadows stretching out over the lawn and reaching for the house. He had no idea it had been that long, her talented hands making the hours seem like moments.

"Pat," she called out.

The lioness maid was at her side in an instant. "Yes, Mistress?"

"Take Daniel here to a guest room and see that he's settled in for the night. I want to see him again first thing in the morning."

"Yes, Mistress," she said, giving her a curtsy.

Mistress Cain turned her attention to him. "As for you, I do not want you masturbating tonight," she said, stroking his shaft again. "I want to save this for myself. Understood?" Her voice was strong and demanding, incredibly powerful in his ears.

"Yes, Mistress," he managed to say, his voice almost a whisper.

The lioness came up to the platform and took his hand, holding it firmly she started to escort him out of the room. He had no other choice but to follow after her, watching her round ass bounce under her skirt. He looked back at the orca as he left the room, watching her strip off the apron, her white under things soaked with sweat and nearly transparent. All the sculpting must have tired her out.

He followed the maid back through the house, feeling the additions to his body bounce and sway, his shaft still rock hard and jutting out in front of him, swaying with each step he took. This didn't escape the feline's notice as she reached down with her other hand and grasped tightly on his cock.

Daniel let out a low moan, swaying his longer tail as he walked, his hips starting to shake as he moved directly behind the lioness, allowing her to guide him along with his shaft. He half closed his eyes, his breath getting quicker as his large breasts bounced against his chest. The feline's long tail had moved up to stoke over the fat nipples, sending fresh jolts of pleasure though his highly aroused body.

The maid opened an unmarked door and they walked inside, behind the door was a simple bedroom with a large bed pressed up against the wall and a mirror across from it. As soon as he saw the mirror he stopped, the reflection stunning him.

It wasn't him in the mirror anymore; it was an incredibly hot herm mewthree with huge breasts and a massive cock. He let out a low moan, shivering in place, his wide hips rocking as he humped his shaft into the maid's paw, precum starting to drip from his shaft. Finally he had to slip out of her hands to stroke over his large balls. Gently lifting one of the unfamiliar orbs, he gasped out as he saw the wet pussy tucked under them.

He stared at it for a few moments, then reached down to stroke a finger over the wet folds. It sent a jolt of pleasure rushing though his body, his cock bouncing in excitement. The combination looked so strange, the wonderful female sex and the external cock, that he wondered if it should have been wrong. But because of what Mistress Cain had said he knew they were a perfect addition to his body.

The lioness leaned up and pressed her breasts against his back. "Are you horny?"

He nodded, unable to say anything else.

Pat giggled and licked his scales. "Would you like to be properly fucked?" she asked, grinding up against his hips, something firm pressing against his skin.

"Oh god yes," he whimpered.

She smirked. "Then get on the bed," she said, dominance starting to fill her voice as she stood upright, suddenly no longer looking meek, but rather powerful.

Daniel slipped out of her grasp and hurried to the bed, throwing himself onto it. He landed on his back, his wide hips hitting firm and making him bounce, sending his breasts bouncing all over his chest, almost hitting his face, before they came to rest hanging slightly to each side. He lifted his head to look at the feline, grasping at his shaft and getting it ready for her.

The maid stood at the end of the bed, reaching back to open her dress, thrusting her chest out as she did so. With a low zipping sound the fabric became lose around her body. She let the top fall away from her chest, exposing the large breasts with the huge fat nipples, each one at least an inch thick and jutting out from her soft breasts. The site of it made him even hotter, if such a thing was even possible.

Reaching behind herself she undid a button on her skirt, it fluttered out then the whole uniform slide off of her, tumbling to the floor, leaving her in just her heals and tight white panties.

He licked his lips as he scanned his eyes down over her body, her long sexy neck, her large breasts, thin waist, wide hips... and a large shaft stretching out the front of her panties. He stopped and stared at her, starting to blush.

"Do you like it?" she asked, reaching into her panties and grapping her shaft, slowly she pulled it out of the fabric, the large fat cock pulsing in excitement. The head was already wet with precum. It was impressive, he had never quite seen one like it before, with the hints of soft barbs under the pointed tip.

"You're a guy?" he asked in a soft voice.

She giggled. "No hon, I'm a sissy," she said with a purr, her panties slipping off her hips to fall to her feet. Stepping out of them she walked to the bed, her heels making her sway as she walked.

Daniel gulped, but it did nothing to lessen his lust and he found his eyes watching the big feline cock, the large balls swaying under it in their tan sack. "I thought sissy had small cocks?"

"Around mistress, this is small," she said, crawling up on the bed, her breast hanging low as she slowly crawled forward, her hands teasing across his sides as she moved, stopping when her breasts were against his cock. Without a word she bent down, pinning it in her cleavage. He let out a cry of pleasure at this, reaching down and grasping her breasts, squeezing them against his hard shaft. They were wonderfully soft, pressing and forming around his thick cock, the fur tickling at the tight flesh, teasing every inch of it without even moving.

The lioness giggled and started to rock in place, sending her breasts rubbing along his erection, teasing it as her large fat nipples brushed over his tight belly. Her own hands reached up and grasped at his hips, squeezing the softness of them, her fingers teasing at his scales.

Starting to whimper, he humped at her incredibly soft and sexy breasts, they were more than enough to wash away any worries about her gender, they were just too damn sexy. His eager cock started to leak heavy precum, soaking into the tawny fur of her globes as he worked along them.

As he started to rush towards his climax the lioness sat up, her breasts pulling away from his aroused cock and making him let out a frustrated moan. "Ride me?" he whimpered.

She shook her head. "No hon, that's only for mistress... but I get to test your new equipment," she said, giggling and reaching up under his balls to stroke his new female sex. The single touch sent a huge jolt of pleasure through his body, making him arch his back against the bed, thrusting his chest out as he screamed, almost cumming just from the single brush of a finger. The pleasure doubled as she teased him again, this time pressing the tip of one finger between the new lips of his cleft and starting to explore inside. He let out a tiny whimper and twisted on the bed, grabbing at the sheets, pulling at them as he trashed in his pleasure. His large feet nearly kicked the lioness, only missing her as she ducked under them.

With a laugh the maid grabbed his kicking leg and lifted it up into the air, pulling her hand away from his pussy she took his other leg and lifted them both high together. She started to chuckle, her tail trashing as she crawled up the bed, her cock bouncing as she got closer and closer.

"What are you going to do?" he asked, looking down at her from between his huge breasts, watching them sway with each breath he took.

"What do you think?" she asked, licking over the top of his feat as she moved up until he felt her fat nipples rubbing at the scales on the back of his legs. A moment later the fat head of her cock came up to press at his new female sex. She didn't enter yet, she just started to tease the head along the soft folds and up to his clit.

Daniel cried out and bucked on the bed, pleasure exploding out from his new sex and out over his body, washing over him and making his slap his tail hard on the bed. Without a thought he reached up and grabbed his own breasts, reaching up to tease and pull the fat nipples.

The lioness giggled and pushed his legs against her shoulders. "And that's just the start," she said, starting to purr as she reached down and grabbed his hips, sinking her fingers into the soft flesh and holding tightly. She wiggled her own hips a bit, teasing the fat head of her cock over his cleft before bracing herself and thrusting hard! Her shaft speared him in a moment, sinking deep into his sex, forcing him open until her hips slapped into his.

Letting out a low cry the mewthree squirmed on her shaft, feeling it fill him like he had never been filled before. It was the most amazing thing he had ever felt, the huge cock felt even bigger, the firm shaft teasing all the new parts of him, the fit so tight he could feel the veins on her length. Pleasure radiated out from his female sex, filling his body with a warm glow and making his own cock twitch in excitement. He found himself pressing down against her, trying to get even the smallest fraction of an inch more of her cock into his pussy.

"That's amazing," he managed to gasp out.

All she did was growl in return, grinding up inside of him, her heavy balls rubbing at the top of his ass. Just before he thought he couldn't take it any more she began to pull out, slowly extracting herself from his wet slit until just the head was held inside his lips. She held it there for just a moment before thrusting back into him, starting to fuck him with long thrusts of her powerful shaft.

This was almost too much for the hermaphrodite to bear, he closed his eyes tightly, rubbing and teasing his own breasts as she pounded into him. Each stroke of the wonderful cock sent a new wave of pleasure rushing over his body, each one stronger then the last. It left his whole body tingling with lust, it hung to every part of his body, burning from his scales with such an intensity he was sure his skin had to be glowing. Each and every one of her quickening thrusts made the pleasure that much stronger. There was no letting up, it was just washing over him in wave after wave and making him start to scream out in pleasure.

The maid pressed up against his legs, shoving her impressive breasts between them as she pawed at his hips, fucking him as hard as she could. Which each thrust he was slammed back against the bed as another wave of pleasure crashed down over him.

Growling, the lioness slammed hard into him, so hard it finally pushed him over the edge. Grabbing the bed he arched his back and screamed out as he climaxed, his female sex pulling tight around the cock, gushing with his juices. His high-pitched voice echoed around the room as he continued to shake, a second climax following only moments later.

Letting out her own cry, Pat slammed her cock deep into his spasming pussy and started to cum, thick jets of hot lion seed gushing into his cunt, filling it and pushing out around her thick shaft. Letting out a moan she pulled out, shooting out one last jet over the hybrid's belly, and fell to the bed.

Daniel lay on the bed, panting and shaking as his body came down from the incredible orgasm. His cock was still rock and hard dribbled precum, but the pleasure in his body was so strong he didn't dare reach out to touch it for fear of erupting from just that.

"That was amazing," he finally whimpered out.

The maid lifted her head, then moved up and nuzzled at his neck. "It was. You have a very nice pussy for a guy."

He laughed softly, his head spinning as he allowed his eyes to close. "You're cock is very nice, for a girl," he mumbled out.

Leaning up she slowly pulled away from him as she kissed him softly on the lips, then gave his breasts a soft rub. "Sleep well, you have a busy day in the morning."

His only reply was a soft moan as he drifted off to sleep before she even left the room.

* * *

Daniel cracked open his eyes, sunlight falling through the open window to flood the room. Groaning in his soft new voice he reached up and rubbed his eyes with his thin fingers. His head was spinning as he started to wake up, his body aching in the most pleasurable way. He stroked his hands down under his large breasts and over his tight belly until they reached his soft dick. Slipping over the scales, sticky with dried cum, he reached under his scrotum to tease over his new female sex.

Just the touch of his fingers sent a pleasant jolt through his body. He was going to have to experiment with his changed body to see what it could do, and exactly what felt the best with his new equipment.

He was about to start when he heard a soft knock on the door. Daniel let out a gasp of surprise and pulled his hand away, then grabbed the covers and pulled them over his body. It didn't do much to hide anything; his large breasts meant the sheets rose high above him. "Yes?" he called out in a slightly timid voice.

The door opened and the maid stepped into the room. She was dressed in her maids outfit again, the tight fabric showing off her wonderful curves. Looking down he noticed that her six inch heals were fixed onto her feet by a pair of elegant locks.

"Mistress Cain has requested your presence," she said.

"I could use a shower," he replied, pulling the sheets up closer to his body.

She shook her head. "That isn't a concern, it will be attended too."

"Okay," he said, pushing the covers off and slipping off of the bed. He came to rest on his toes, bouncing gently and feeling his breasts swaying against him. It was still an odd and pleasant feeling, one that filled him with odd little jolts of pleasure.

The maid looked him over with a knowing smile, then made a show of brushing down the frost of her short skirt, then thick layers hiding the fact she wasn't really a woman. Turning around she started down the hallway, her tail swaying in a long arch behind her legs.

Daniel followed after of her, once again enjoying her lovely backside as it swayed with each step she took. Without thinking about it he found himself doing the same, working his hips as he walked, his tail swaying as his soft ass rolled behind him. He leaned forward a bit, putting more weight on his toes, trying to enhance the look, wishing someone was behind him to watch as he walked.

A small part of him found it odd, walking through the large house without wearing a single thing on his body, feeling his hips and tail sway with each step, his breasting bouncing against his chest as he moved. The strangest feeling was of his now external equipment, his soft shaft flopped around with each step he took, his balls swaying back, teasing gently at the lips of his female sex. Each move sent a small jolt of pleasure through his body, washing away whatever concern he might have had.

He was expecting that they would go back to the workshop, but instead they moved through a large kitchen then out through a small door into the back of the mansion. The large backyard rolled out behind them, the well tended grass wet with the morning dew. A short distance away he could see a large garden, a tall tree standing at the center the sun rising up just behind it.

She didn't lead them to the garden, instead the lioness turned the other way, heading towards a line of tall shrubs that came up almost to his head. It blocked off a large area and the only break in the green was single wooden gate. A metal frame surrounded the gate, vines winding over the entrance way. Pat opened the gate then motioned for him to step inside, so the mewthree ducked under the arch of the frame and stepped through. On the other side of the fence was a huge pool, it was perfectly circular and so clear he could see a swirling pattern of blue and purple titles on the bottom. The only thing that broke up the pattern was the shape of Mistress Cain's body flowing under the water.

He walked up to the edge of the pool, looking down to watch her swim. Her black and white body moved with quick elegant motions, her tail swaying and pushing her along. She looked wonderful, her muscles twitching under her skin as she made it look effortless. It was beautiful to watch, almost entrancing. Daniel found himself watching her as she swum in the deep water, proving that it was deeper than it had first seemed.

Then without warning the maid came up behind him, and with a push of her hand sent him tumbling into the water. He cried out as he fell before breaking the water's surface and sinking under. The water was surprisingly warm, tingling against his scales as he kicked, sinking deeper and deeper, feeling it press around him as his weight carried him down. Finally he started to kick in the water, feeling his lungs burning as he pushed towards the surface. He used his tail to give himself an extra boost when he finally broke the surface. He shook his head, the water flying off as he finally caught his breath.

A moment later Mistress Cain broke the water at the center of the pool, throwing her head back and sending a blast of air out of her blowhole. She sank back down slightly, bobbing a bit as she turned her head around to look at the hybrid. A smile crossed over her wide face as she swam to where he was floating in the water.

"Did you enjoy your night?" she asked as she reached him, her tail making the water swirl as the deep thrum of her voice rolled through the water to press all around him. He shivered at it and smiled at the large female, her unrestrained breasts bouncing in the water, much bigger than his own.

"A great deal, Mistress," he said, blushing a bit.

She smiled and reached out to stroke a hand down his side. "And Pat showed you a nice time?"

Daniel nodded in excitement.

Mistress Cain reached down and grasped at his soft penis, teasing it gently with her nimble fingers. "I'm going to show you a much better time," she said.

All he could do was shiver in response, bobbing in the water next to her, their nibbles almost touching.

The orca smiled and pushed away, then moved towards the edge of the pool. "Come with me. I have plans for you here," she said in a sing song voice, the deep base off it echoing through the pool.

Following after her, he watched her tail as it swayed easily through the water, almost like it wasn't there. He couldn't work his tail in the same way and when he tried all he could do was thrash the water around behind him. She climbed out the pool, the water cascading off of her body, raining back down into the pool. It left her looking soft and glistening without looking wet at all. He followed right behind her, but with him the water clung to his small scales and dripped all over as he followed her around the edge of the pool.

Mistress Cain bent down and pulled up a small cover from the cement around right next to the edge of the controls. She threw it to the side where Pat caught it with ease. "Come here my dear," she said, motioning with a finger.

He gulped and walked up to where she was pointed. There was a hole in the cement, a small amount of water rising up and burbling slightly. "What would you like me to do mistress?" he asked in his soft voice.

"Just place your right foot on the spout," she ordered, the thrum in her voice lost now that they were outside.

Daniel carefully placed his foot on the hole, feeling the water pressing up and tickling at the bottom of heel. It sent a warm jolt through his body and made him sigh in pleasure.

"Now, I'm going to pose you, so stand as still as you can," she ordered, reaching up and running a finger up his tight chest then over the curve of his breasts.

"Okay," he replied, starting to feel nervous again.

The orca smiled and stated to run her hands along his body, gently pushing and stroking him, not really posing him just yet, instead just teasing him with her skillful fingers. Each touch was followed by a small jolt of pleasure through his body, feeling it starting to build inside of him. Soon she started to outright rub his firm breasts, teasing his nipples gently until they were rock hard.

Closing his eyes he smiled, the pleasure growing inside of him, his larger shaft starting to rise up. As soon as it started to show some life Mistress Cain reached down and grasped it loosely in her hands, stroking along the length of it.

He let out a soft whimper, wanting to sway his tail but knew he shouldn't, it would go against what she told him. Instead he just let the pleasure flow over him as she continued to stroke him as it grew in her hand, becoming hard under her touch as it swelled to his full and over-endowed size.

Leaning in she pressed herself up against him and whispered into his ear. "Time to finish the sculpting."

A smile crossed his lips. "I'm looking forward to it, Mistress," he replied. Under him he felt the water rubbing at his foot, caressing him with an odd and pleasant feeling.

She took a step back, rubbing her large chin as she looked him over. Slowly she started to walk around him, her tail swaying behind her, the fluke still dripping a bit of water. Her eyes narrowed as she vanished behind his back. A few moments later she came back around the other side, nodding her head. "There are so many choices on how to pose you. What do you think?"

Daniel thought about it for a few seconds, not quite sure how to respond. "Maybe something somewhat classical?"

"Such as?"

He struggled, trying to think of how to describe it, not really sure of the best words. He could see it in his mind, but just couldn't find the words.

The orca chuckled softly, reaching up to stroke the back of a hand across his cheek. "Why don't you show me, but don't move foot from where it is, understood?"

"Yes Mistress," he said, swaying his tail as he shifted slightly, making sure to keep his foot firmly placed on the water spout. He worked his way through a pose, sliding his other foot forward a few feet until his large toes were curled around the lip of the pool while his shaft arched from his crotch. Flexing his leg he lifted his right arm, cocking it behind his head and flexing his muscles, his other hand reaching outwards. He took a moment to lift up his tail, moving it like it was about to sway quickly to one side while thrusting out his formidable breasts.

She looked him over, her eyes narrowing again. Reaching out with one hand she stroked over his arms, feeling the muscles under the skin, running up the length of it then down his shoulder and over the top of his breasts. "That doesn't seem like it would be an acceptable choice, it seems for to masculine for you."

"But I am masculine," he protested, finding himself unable to move again.

Mistress Cain laughed and stroked a hand over his face. "No you aren't dear, no one would ever mistake you for anything but a woman if it wasn't for this," she said, reaching down to stroke his shaft.

The mewthree blushed as he felt her hand on his shaft. "Oh," he said softly.

"And I would prefer something more erotic," she added, taking a step back and looking at then glanced back at the maid as she thought.

Daniel stood in his dismissed pose, not sure what else he could suggest. He hadn't thought much about what sort of statue he would like, and all he could remember was the most famous of statues but none of those would really do. It also honestly bothered him to be dismissed as not being masculine. While he had never been a gym rat he did think he had a nice build.

The lioness took a step forward and whispered something in Mistress Cain's ear. The orca started to smile and nod her head, giggling a bit. "Oh yes, that would be a lovely idea," she turned her attention back to him. "Pose like your masturbating," she instructed.

"Yes, Mistress," he said, feeling the ability to move returning to him. He flicked his tail, pressing it firmly to the ground, providing himself some balance as he leaned back against it. Parting his legs he grabbed his erection firmly with one hand, starting to stroke at it, the other hand reaching down towards his now external balls.

Mistress Cain shook her head. "No, play with your breasts," she instructed.

He did as he was told, reaching up to grab at his breast, squeezing gently at it while rubbing a thick fingers over his nipple. It went rock hard under his touch, a wonderful jolt of pleasure running through his body. He started to teasing it with his fingers, pawing and teasing at it while stroking himself.

"Now freeze," the orca ordered.

Daniel let out a soft whimper, not wanting to stop just yet, stroking himself for a few more seconds as his hand slowly came to a stop, tight at the base of his shaft, pulling the skin tight over it. His other hand was locked around his breast, squeezing it firmly. Even frozen in place it made him feel very good, the pleasure dancing around his mind.

She smiled a bit, her tail flicking back to smack at the water in the pool, a splash arching up and coming down over her back. "It is an appetizing pose, and it is very attractive on him."

Pat came up next to her, nodding her head, her large breasts bouncing slightly. "It is very hot," she said, licking her lips.

"Still, it's a pity to waste such a lovely cock as that. Sadly I think it simply will not do for a fountain. But I think I know what I do wish. Stand up again, upright this time," she ordered.

The mewthree slowly rose back up to his feet, regretting having to let go of his shaft. He desperately wanted to stroke it, to please himself and Mistress Cain, but those weren't her orders. With a soft whimper he rose back up to his feet, holding himself upright while still keeping his foot firmly place on the water spout.

Mistress Cain took a step back and starting to teasing her hands over his body again, this time starting to pose him, leaning him back with his feet slightly apart and his tail almost touching the ground. Her hands teased over his back, making him arch it slightly to thrust his breasts forward, then tilted his head up. Next she took his arms and lowered them down until the back of his hands were almost against his legs. She turned his hands up, spreading each finger apart and cupping his hands until it was almost like he was holding something against his crotch, then gave his cock another long stroke.

Her hands ran up lover his body, then took his breasts, lifting them up and tweaking his nipples, keeping them rock hard. She rubbed and adjusted his breasts so they lifted high above his chest then froze there, not falling down even though gravity said they should. The pleasure of her touch didn't go away, still filling his breasts and keeping his nipples hard, like someone was constantly teasing and tweaking them.

Lastly she reached up and teased his face, rubbing over the soft elegant features. His jaws were slightly open, tip of his tongue peaking out, his eyes open wide in a look of unbridled lust.

Taking as step back she smiled and looked over him. "What do you think, Pat?"

The maid came up to her side, her tail swishing quickly behind her. "He's looks perfect, he'll be a fantastic fountain," she said with a slight giggle.

Mistress Cain nodded and smiled, reaching up to rub her own large breasts. "Then lets finish, it shall we? Are you ready to become my private fountain?"

A shiver ran through his body, the water pressing up against the bottom of his foot. He was ready, he couldn't wait for her to make her fountain, a perfect copy of him in stone, standing by the edge of her pool. It was be perfect, more so with how she had remade his body. He wanted to tell her yes, tell her how much he wanted to be copied in stone, but he couldn't move, couldn't speak, couldn't even make the smallest sound. He was locked in place, frozen as if he was the stone itself... and it felt wonderful!

Another shiver ran through Daniel's body as the water pressed harder against him, a wonderful feeling of pleasure coming along with it as he pressed deep into his foot. His feet were starting to feel odd as well, beginning to feel chilled in the morning air, the cold of the cement under them starting to seep up his legs.

The was chill creeping up higher as he watched the two women watching him, they both had knowing looks on their faces, the lioness giggling softly to herself and rubbing her paws over her huge chest, her nipples prominent through the fabric.

The water pressed deeper into his foot, starting to roll up his legs, following just after the cold chill. It was eager, wanting to fill him, flood him, make him a proper fountain, just like mistress wanted him to be.

But he wasn't supposed to be a fountain, he was suppose to be posing for one. That was why she had done so much work to reshape him how she wanted. It would be silly to do it any other way, right?

Daniel tried to shiver, the chill of the stone reaching his knees. There was an odd feeling inside of the chill, an emptiness in his limbs, but one that the rising pressure of the water started to fill. It reached deep into him, running up the inside of his leg. It was a strange and wonderful feeling, the movement of the water filling him with pleasure.

His mind raced as he felt the chill and water growing higher and higher. Why did she remake him? She didn't just cover him up but remade him, turning him from an attractive male to a busty herm with a huge cock. Why would she do that just to have him pose to be a fountain?

The eagerness of the water finally allowed the truth to enter his clouded mind. He wasn't here to have a fountain made in his image, but to be made her fountain, the chill that almost reached his crotch was that of stone, perfectly craved marble like all the other statues he saw in the house. All perfectly captured in stone, the highest quality of marble that used to be flesh, just like him.

He let out a soft groan though his open mouth, his voice wobbling as the stone reached up to his wide plush ass and starting to roll down his tail. The water was gathering at his crotch, pressing eagerly at his hard cock, filling the emptiness that was following in the wake of to stone

Next to him the lioness laughed and clapped her hands. "Oh, I think he finally figured it out!"

Mistress... no, Miss Cain smirked and nodded. "Was wondering if he ever would. Yes my dear, you are going to be a perfection for me. A prefect male made into a prefect herm, and then a perfect fountain, all for me!"

Daniel let out a low whimper as the stone crept up his sides, the scales turning to marble as his tail quickly turned into perfectly carved rock. Each tiny scale etched into the dark stone. It teased up over his back, starting to run up his torso, the water following up with it, filling his now stone spine.

He tried to move, tried to break free from the grip of the stone and the orca's commands, but all he could do was whimper and lift his arms, reaching out for help as the stone continued to run over him, starting to cross over his belly, leaving his crotch and shaft still rock hard flesh. The pleasure of the water pressing through him was enough that his shaft wasn't at risk of going soft.

With a swish of her hips the orca walked up to him, grasping his arms in her larger hands. "Now, now, I won't let you go ruining my fountain," she said, then forced his arms back into place. He tried to fight against it, to push out of her grasp, but she was far stronger then she looked.

The stone reacted by spreading faster, running up his chest and starting to wrap around his breasts, making them stand out perfectly round and firm yet much lighter as they become hollow. The water pressing into the large spheres, filling the void and seeking out his nipples. The moment his tits turned to stone the water broke free, leaping out from the hard nipples and arching out to spray over Cain's face.

The release of the water sent a wave of pleasure though his body, making him gasp through his locked jaws. It was a wonderful feeling and it made the stone move even faster, rushing down his arms until his fingers each turned to stone.

As soon as his hands were changed the orca let them go, then leaned up and kissed his still soft lips. She traced her fingers down over his stone hips, teasing the perfectly carved scales for a few moments, then jumped into the air. Her skillful legs wrapped around his waist as her weight came down on his stone hands, his large cock rubbing up against the inside of her thigh.

"Perfect," she said, kissing him again before reaching down to grab his cock, pulling it until it found the soft lips of her sex. She slipped down his shaft until her crotch was pressed to his. She started to rock, moaning deeply as her wet folds sucked and teased at his shaft, each thrust sending a new jolt of pleasure through his over exited body.

Daniel let out a whimper of pleasure as the stone pressed up over his neck, the water building up behind it, the pressure growing with every inch that it rose filling every pit of empty space in the stone, eager to explode outwards. She kept kissing as she rode his wonderfully hard cock, twisting and grinding her hips against him, eagerly kissing his lips while they were still soft. Her pussy was warm and tight, her juices running down his shaft to drip off his balls.

Even as he was turning to stone, the hybrid wanted to hold her, to fuck her properly as she continued to rock against him, the pleasure of the water and the fucking growing through his body. He knew it was wrong, that he shouldn't want to do anything for the orca, but the pleasure was filling him to the brink, washing away his resistance as the stone started to press up under his jaw and around the top of his head, the water eagerly following behind.

With a pleased cry she pulled away, slamming herself down hard against his cock, working him with every inch of her strength now that he was nearly all stone. Cain was fucking him as hard as she could, pounding his cock deep into her pussy with all her might, knowing that his stone body could support her weight with ease.

He looked at her as she pulled back, watching her as the stone started to wrap over his face. He blinked one more time before freezing, his eyes wide open as stone covered them, casting everything with a soft black tint but still allowing him to see. It crossed over his jaw and into his mouth, his tongue and lips changing as his teeth became perfectly polished rock. The stone pressed over his nose, the last bit of flesh vanishing from his face, leaving it locked in a perpetual mask of lust.

Then, with a wave of pleasure almost like an orgasm itself, the water rushed up his throat, filling his whole body as it gushed out of his mouth, arching down and spraying over the orca's face. It splashed all over and rolled off her slick skin. She cried out and started to fuck him with every ounce of her strength, his still flesh cock twisting and teasing inside of her as she worked against him. Leaning further back she let the spray from his mouth and tits soak her chest, rolling down between her huge breasts and over her belly.

Daniel's pleasure was growing with each thrust she made down against him, edging closer to his climax. The pleasure was starting to cause his pussy to leak, the thick fluids rolling down his crotch and over his balls to mingle with hers. He wanted to whimper, wanted to cry out, wanted to scream in pleasure, or rub at his excited pussy. But all he could do was take her fucking, to be her fountain, made just for her pleasure, to feel the water flowing though his body, filling every part of him and washing away every care or concern he might ever have.

"You're perfect," she whimpered out, leaning forward and kissing his stone lips, the water spraying into her mouth, her hands rubbing his hips and sides, teasing over his stone body as she started to gasp and whimper, even her blowhole quivering in excitement, letting out small gasps of air.

The pleasure in his stone body was starting to crest, and just as he was about to let it release, to cum harder than he had ever cum before, the stone started to move. In a moment it rushed down over his crotch, covering his cock, balls and slit in stone the very moment before he was about to orgasm. He tried to scream out as the pleasure was trapped inside his body, the water twisting and rushing down both of his sexes. It exploded out his cock and flooded into the orca's hot cunny while at the same time it started to drip out of his neither lips, making him look permanently wet and ready. It was almost a pure orgasm in and of itself, but it never let up, it just gushed out of him and all over his soft fleshly lover.

Miss Cain thrust herself down onto his stone cock and let out a high pitched cry that made his stone body shake as she started to climax, her juices exploding out of her and soaking his stone crotch, mixing with his water and soaking them both. She held herself against him as her large body shook as her climax rolled over her.

As it finally abated she pushed off of him and fell back into the water, now unobstructed by his lover the water arched out from his cock, mouth and tits and landed in the pool. It felt wonderful, rolling through his body and nearly washing away any thought that wasn't about being a fountain. The former mewthree stood at the edge of the pool, enjoying his new form, loving how it made him feel. He knew he wasn't supposed to be a fountain, or a herm, but the water quickly washed away those thoughts as quickly as they came. He was the perfect fountain for his mistress, and that was all he wanted to be.

The orca pulled herself out of the pool and arched her back. "I think I would like a garden statue next," she said as she started walking towards the house.

"I have just the lion in mind," the maid replied, following after her mistress, her tail swaying as they left the new fountain behind.

FIN

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This story was written and copyright 2012 by Theo Winters, reposting and archiving are allowed as long as this copyright notice and the author's name are not removed. This story cannot be published without permission of the author. The character "Daniel" is owned by his creator, and is used with permission. Violators will be reshaped against their will.