Carbon Copy
A story I did for a friend as they are going through a few things. A human in search of her missing friend, finds her, discovering she is a were-wolf caught and slated to be enslaved. In her attempt to save her she sets off a chain of events that transforms herself into a male anthropomorphic anubian-like aggressive narcissistic space pirate, and things don't go well for her former friend.
Warning: Story contains extreme non-consensual sex
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Carbon Copy
Lilith walks down the abandoned streets, the sound of dogs barking in the background causes her to jump a little as she looks around. She pulls out her smartphone, brushing her auburn-colored hair from her amber eyes, she re-reads the text message before flipping back to her GPS to reconfirm the location. Her soft lithe form, only 173 centimeters in height is far from an imposing figure to behold as she wraps herself in her fall clothes, “They say she was here. Heather, please be safe,” she mutters, her heart beating quickly, pushing into the large abandoned looking warehouse.
The doors creak open, the sound of metal against concrete echoes throughout the complex, making her freeze on the spot. Lilith looks around, eyes peeled, ears open for any sign of movement… nothing, “Please let this not be a trap,” she thinks as she takes her first tentative steps into the building. A thick layer of dust covers the old, rusted machinery, staying low she pushes forward deeper and deeper inside looking for any signs of any recent activity… nothing.
The dust crunches under her feet, leaving a dust trail of where she’s been, causing her to be ever more concerned that someone could easily use it to follow her as much as she can to use it to find her way out, then as she slowly opens a door with a click the metal creaking, in bad need of oil there is a stairwell that goes into the darkness.
Lilith swallows a lump in her throat, taking a deep breath she pulls out her cell phone again, and flicks on the flashlight, illuminating the metal stairwell that leads underground. Her feet softly tap against the stairs, one hand on the railing as dust and rust dirty her hand, reaching the bottom she pushes onward, noticing a subtle change. The amount of dust covering the floor here is less than it has been elsewhere.
Hope and fear swell up within her, her hand tightly grips the phone, shutting off the light delving herself into darkness but at the same time her eyes catch out in the distance down a hallway a faint glow. Restraining herself she quietly walks forward toward the light. Each step makes her breath heavier, sweat beads on her brow as she tastes a faint metallic taste in the air.
As she approaches the source of the faint glow, a pair of large double sliding doors, they automatically open, Lilith jumps and scrambles behind some old boxes dropping her smartphone in the process. She freezes as she sees it out in the open… one moment passes… two. A faint growl is heard down the hall, causing her muscles to tense, the urge to flee swells in her but with determination she fights it, “No, this is my only lead,” she thinks while huddling behind the box, waiting for what is to come, but after several tense minutes… nothing happens.
Lilith pokes her head out like a meerkat in the savannah the doors are once again closed, with only the faint light from them giving her any ability to see in this darkness. Slowly she slinks back out from the boxes, reaching out to her smartphone the doors open again. Lilith freezes her attention shots to the doors where she is greeted by bright lights, causing her to wince but when her vision clears, she sees nothing but futuristic looking room ahead of her.
Lilith snaps up her smartphone and bolts through the doors where she sees a grand open room with large displays which are currently idle. A massive console of some sort, and a set of large steel cages on the far end of the room.
A low rolling canine-growl emanates from one of the cages, causing Lilith to jump and let out a little “squeak” in surprise before something even more equally surprising reaches her ears.
A slightly feral voice that is foreign to her, but yet instantly reminds her of her missing friend, “Lilith? What are you doing here? How did you get through those doors?!” Heather says, reaching for the bars revealing her soft fleshy furred hands, sharp claws just from her fingernails as Heather stands there naked. Only a pair of metallic shackles around her ankles and wrists, and thick collar clasped around her neck which glow a soft golden hue in strange alien symbols are the only thing on her person.
“H-Heather?” stammers Lilith, cautiously moving over to her as more of her friend’s details come into view. Heather’s long flowing white hair looks wild and untamed, yellow piercing wolf-like eyes stare at her, as her distinct canine ears fold back. A thick fluffy tail swishes behind her while her grip on the bars tighten.
Heather’s ears fold back, “Yes it's me you need to get out of here before the poachers come back.”
“Poachers? What happened to you?” Lilith asks, her mind trying to piece together the disjointed display before her.
“No time to explain. I don’t want them to capture you too.”
Lilith stands just outside of arms’ reach of her friend, shaking her head, “I’m not going to leave you. You’re my friend, and I’m not going to abandon you, no matter what they did to you.”
Heather’s right ear rises inquisitively, “Done to… oh right, right,” she replies, sighing, “If you want to help there is a unlocking mechanism somewhere on that control panel over there. With any luck you could get me out of here.”
Lilith nods, “Right, stay right here, I’ll be right back.”
“That won’t be a problem,” Heather replies with a huff, Lilith running to the console looking over the series of strange symbols which glow in a steady rhythmic pattern.
“I-I can’t read any of this!”
“Just hit something,” Heather barks, Lilith looking over the massive control panel before pressing a few random buttons, the lights dining, growing brighter, the console sparks shocking Lilith’s fingers, instinctively recoiling and placing her finger into the mouth.
“Ouch!” exclaims Lilith.
“Lilith, are you okay?”
Lilith suckles her hurt finger for a moment, nodding, “Yeah, just stung a little. Let me try this again…” she says with a soft pant, moving back over to the console she looks over the seemingly endless numbers of buttons.
“Be careful. You’re a good friend, I wouldn’t stand if anything bad would happen to you,” Heather says.
“Thanks,” Lilith replies her breath growing heavy, the back of her head begins to itch and ache. Scratching it a tingle of pleasure washes down Lilith’s spine, her body growing hot as she lets out a soft moan, reaching up she touches the back of her head scratching it, a memory flashes before her.
Bound to a table, Lilith struggles against the bondage to no avail. Strange equipment surrounds her, yet the world appears to be covered in shadow. She grunts and calls out for help when a tall shadowy form with piercing blue eyes stares right into her eyes, causing her to freeze every muscle in her body.
“That’s a good girl… disgusting humans,” he remarks, reaching out to tap a console nearby, the sound of drills whirling up echo in her ears, “No matter. This will give you a great opportunity, a chance to be me, when the time is needed,” he laughs heartily, the drills approaching Lilith, screaming out for help once again before the memory ends.
“Yeah, yeah I’m fine I just feel so warm all of a sudden,” she replies, another wave of pleasure surging through her followed by another moan, her hands squeezing onto the edge of the console as her nethers begin to grow hot and moist.
Heather’s ears fold back, her tail pulling against herself, watching her friend’s strange behavior, her nostrils flare, catching the aroused aroma from her, “Lilith, something’s wrong, I can sense it.”
Lilith shakes her head, “No, no, I’m fine,” she replies as pulse quickens, breathing growing heavier and heavier, soft moans escape her lips, her tongue licking across them, feeling a burning pleasure pushing through her.
Her head pounds, the sound of her heartbeat filling her ears, deafening to her friend’s voice as her fingernails scratch against the console, growing golden, claws forming. Lilith’s mouth hangs open, taking deep breaths her tongue hangs out as the cool air around her feels hotter and hotter, her body burning with pleasure, her soft skin rippling her chest feeling less tense, her bust shrinking down, while her shoulders grow tight within her clothes as they grow broader.
Stitching tears along the seams, Lilith cries out in blissful pleasure her sex pulsating with delight, clenching down, ready to burst, her shoes tearing apart as her canine feet burst through. Shoelaces wrap around Lilith’s toes as rubber and shoe material are pushed to the side.
Lilith’s soft white skin grows darker, soft grey fur sprouting all along her body, legs thickening out pushing her upwards, her pants dipping down as a thick anubian-like tail peaks out from her growing tail bone with that same grey fur that is spreading across her body like wildfire.
“Lilith!” Heather calls out with a soft whine, while Lilith appears to be lost in her own world. Lilith’s eyes are glazed over, her hips rocking against the console, sex clenching down hard wanting something to shoved right into it. Lilith’s sex grows smaller and smaller, the heat building up, her clitoris becoming stiff, aching.
Drool drips down Lilith’s tongue, her chest now half the size it was before, barely a handful now, her coat ripping at the seams, shirt tearing, the bra’s back clasps snap whipping in front, only the shirt itself preventing them from hitting Lilith as the clothes continue to tear away, revealing ever more of her soft grey fur.
Heather tries to call out to Lilith again, but she can’t hear under her own heavy breath, her lustful lick of her darkening lips, fangs pushing out of her mouth, her face elongating. Lilith’s deep lustful moans grow deeper, a growl runs past her lips, her tongue elongating along with her muzzle, which run across her ever-sharpening canines.
Lilith’s hands grow larger, wider, fingers thicker, golden claws sharper, scratching the console surface while her height grows ever more, separating her shirt and jacket from her pants revealing a growing six-pack set of abs with a distinct belly button.
“Yes… yes…” Lilith growls in delight, pleasure growing higher as the transformation washes over her, her thoughts becoming ever more muddled under the delight of what is transpiring. New thoughts, instincts bubbling up from the pool of lustful pleasure within her mind, ideas of how good it feels to be...me.
Lilith’s legs grow thicker, more muscular height increasing as her pants now look like they were meant for a child but were accidentally put onto an adult. The cotton threads rip apart revealing her grey furred sculpted thighs, her female completely sealed as a set of budding but ballooning grey fuzzy balls grow from the smooth patch of fur. Lilith’s clit now an inch and a half long, her soft pink flesh growing red in tone, as a canine tapper tip begins to form from her sensitive flesh. The new growing aching, throbbing sensation between Lilith’s legs grows ever stronger, harder as… his moans grow even deeper.
Lilith’s auburn hair shifts, growing darker while his human ears meld into his head. More of his human facial features fade away, replaced with anubian-like features in their place. With a thrust of his hips forward, arching his back, the jacket and shirt tearing completely down the back, the tattered clothes sliding down his arms until they too grow too thick to allow them to slide any further.
His masculine grey furred chest shows the last vestiges of his female breasts smooth away into strong muscular chest, pink nipples show through the fur, while tall angular curved tip anubian ears push out from his now raven black hair, a gentle metallic blue sheen forming through the luscious thick head of hair, but even now with his long new ears, Heather’s voice continues to fail to reach her.
“Yes… yes… yes~~” Lilith growls in delight, he closes his eyes tightly focusing on the bubbling lust within his form, his grey furred eyelids become golden like elegantly placed mascara while at the same time the ends of his head hair gains a noticeable golden metallic color, which seem to shine in the light. When he opens his eyes, the amber color is replaced with a piercing blue eyes.
Lilith’s height grows, her mind washing with pleasuring delight, growing aches within his body, Lilith feels herself getting further lost within herself, the growing physical sensations are now matched by those from within. Growing desires, sense of dominance, her human life, memories fading into the pool of ecstasy to be washed away leaving the strong masculine mine of his new, true self, the self that he was always meant to be, the Bandit King, scourge of the universe Lord Nasus.
Nasus' thoughts grew stronger, while Lilith’s ever weaker. His red poker fully extended, showing off its soft knot, the canine tapered shaft, dribbling pre-cum as his entire body aches with need. His full height of 210 centimeters from the top of his head to the bottom of his foot paws finally reaching his full height, the last of his muscular form developing while his slender anubian-like tail completes.
Lilith disappears into the oblivion of Nasus' mind, buried ever deeper as memories flood into him. Nasus grunts and growls as his mind is a fluttered withe everything that makes him, him. The machine reports as the last bits of his transformation completes, “Protocol Carbon Copy, complete.”
Nasus shakes his head, which throbs and aches as he suffered a massive hangover. His lust and arousal apparent to him as he looks around, “Huh? What? How in the… how did I get here?!” he exclaims, stretching out, his ears twist toward Heather who says.
“Lilith?”
Nasus turns his attention toward Heather, a sly grin forms across his muzzle, seeing the werewolf in the cage across from the room, “Now what do we have here? A gift for me?” he asks himself, walking over to her.
Heather whines, her tail between her legs as she takes a cautious step back, “Lilith? W-what happened to you?”
Nasus tilts his head to the side, giving an inquisitive look, before looking around the room, ears turning a second before he does in each direction, “Lilith? There is no Lilith here, only I, Nasus, how lucky you are to be in my presence, few get to be so lucky,” he chuckles, approaching the cage.
“N-no, you are not Nasus. You are Lilith! Lilith please remember who you are!” she cries out.
“Silence! I don’t want to hear you whining about this Lilith person!” he commands, Heather’s collar glows before it sends an electrical shock into her.
Heather lets out a scream of pain, collapsing to the ground, head low, ears flat as the shock subsides just as Nasus touches the cage.
“There’s a good girl.”
“Lilith… ple--,” Heather’s words are cut off by another shock to her system, her claws run across the base of the cage, unable to scratch, falling onto all fours, letting out a howl of pain while Nasus shakes his head.
“What did I say? I don’t want you to be speaking about some Lilith. It will ruin my mood, and you don’t want to ruin my mood now, do you?” he asks, unlocking the cage, stepping inside, Heather looking up to see her former friend towering over her, with a throbbing aching red canine cock.
Nasus grins as he lords over her, “Of course you don’t. Make me angry and I just might sell you to some of my shall I say, less than reputable clients, and trust me, they’d love to have you,” he grins, stepping closer.
Heather tenses, unable to look away at her… him, wanting to call out Lilith’s name again, but deep down she knows the futility of it, the pain it will bring from without and within. Nasus reaches down to her, Heather flinches pulling away, letting out a soft growl before the collar shocks her again.
“No, no, that is not how you behave. You should be pleased I am here. You could have been waiting for weeks till I’m ready to pick you up, but what’s better is you get to be with me,” he chuckles, waiting till the shocks subside in the collar before grabbing the back lifting Heather’s head up in a firm yet still respectful manner.
“I’m a reasonable fellow. Do as I say, don’t question me, and I’ll make sure you get sold to someone nice. If you manage to make yourself useful, perhaps I might keep you around for myself, do I make myself clear?”
Heather slowly nods, “Y-yes.”
“Yes, Lord Nasus.”
Heather grits her teeth, nostrils flaring, smelling the thick scent of arousal in the air, “Yes Lord Nasus.”
“Good girl,” he replies, pulling her onto her back, spreading her legs, before thrusting his throbbing flesh into her naked sex. Heather lets out a yelp in surprise as she finds herself suddenly violated by him. A grunt escapes his lips as her folds are penetrated nice and deep into her body.
“Moan for me. Show me how much you love it, want it, want me,” Nasus states, Heather forcing a moan from her lips, Nasus climbing on top of her, pinning her to the floor, his much larger muscular form easily overpowering her.
Nasus thrusts firmly into Heather’s form, her breasts bounce with each impact, his knot spreading Heather’s sex as she clenches down on him. With each pleasuring grunt escaping from Nasus’ lips, Heather feels a little more of herself, her friend fading away, what happened to her was all her fault. She was careless, allowing herself to not only be detected but also captured.
“That’s it, give it to me you bitch,” commands Nasus, his hips rock against Heathers, his pace ever increasing as she is completely taken by him.
Nasus takes his time, claiming his newest slave, testing out her strengths, blowing off the pent-up lust built within him, unsure where it came from, more unsure of how he got here, but in the end, it didn’t matter. When he unleashes his load into her, Heather yelps and cries out in “pleasure”, music to his ears.
Emptying his balls into her, making sure she squeezes out every drop from his pulsating member before pulling out, rubbing his wet length against her fur, his cock slowly beginning to soften as he steps away.
“Not bad, you have potential, maybe enough to service me, but we’ll see if you can prove yourself before I find you a buyer,” he remarks, walking away, only to return several minutes later wearing a spare set of clothes he had tucked away just in case he ever needed it.
The anthropomorphic anubian-like alien sporting a white tank top and camo pants taps into the computer console, contacting his ship for immediate pick up. The last thing Nasus wants is to spend a moment longer on this human ridden world than he truly has to.