Pru the Familiar, P6: Duty Calls

Story by SlinkyPizza on SoFurry

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Emma asks Prudence to help with a troublesome monster. She uses an artfully injected genetic sample to enable the monster woman to change into a more useful shape for the task.


( pet play, F/F, artificial insemination, transformation, human, lizard woman, public sex )

Prudence stalked the supermarket hunting for her food. Neatly tinned and packaged items filled her basket, a successful hunt, paid for by the incomes that both she and her pet, Missy, now had coming in. She had her usual clothes on, and underneath them a _nearly_ human body. At her rump was the hefty, weight of her new lizard tail, reminding her of how things now were. Fellow shoppers did a double take at the slightly beastly woman, seeing her as an unremarkable human, then very much not human as she passed by.

Pru watched them watching her. Now she had been registered as a monster she needed to be recognisably, well, monstrous. So now the woman was as she was before, except with a big, swaying, oddly reassuring heiny limb.

“Hello Prudence."

The woman turned her head to the greeting while her tail instinctively rose at the familiar voice. It was Emma the lab supervisor.

“Oh, hi!" replied Pru perkily, walking over. She stretched her head over for her morning rub.

“What, here? In a supermarket?" asked the human, chidingly.

“Oh, right," replied Pru, blushing a little and ducking back. They were used to meeting in the lab without all the human restraints.

Emma walked past her, then suddenly chuckled and spun, grabbed the part-lizard from behind by her waist and vigorously rubbed her tummy with her other hand. Pru hissed, whipped her tail and flailed her arms with giddy surprise. She play-snapped at the supervisor with her normal human mouth, and looked mock grumpy as she enjoyed the intimate belly rubs.

“Mmmmm…" said Emma soothingly as she pressed against Pru's back and rubbed her flesh through her cardigan and dress. Pru let her explore with a few squeaks and grunts, whipping her tail as she pressed the sides of her breasts. Other shoppers looked at the scene with surprise, noticed Pru's monster nature and largely got on with what they were doing with just a few curious side glances. It was just monster business. Monster business was weird.

“You're almost human, apart from your tail and spine," said Emma.

“That's okay, isn't it?" asked Pru a little guiltily, “Missy likes me to be mostly like my old self, and I still can't change myself. This is her compromise."

Emma shrugged. “You're monster enough to not confuse humans, so that's fine. Uhh… I saw you were nearby so I thought I'd surprise you."

The human gently tweaked the tracking tag that was still in Pru's ear. She didn't need to wear it, but she quite liked it by now, and Emma appreciated knowing it was Pru no matter what she looked like.

“Also, Remi might be up to mischief," the human continued, “his tag shows he's flying around the student apartments on Cornel Street."

“Ohh? Is that bad?"

“You remember Rose? The student who was, uhh, bothering him? She lives there."

“Oh dear," replied Pru, nodding. Remi was friendly and amiable, but he was still a wyvern, and if he still had the hots for the student then things could turn really bad. Passion and heartbreak in a four hundred pound winged, clawed, scorpion tailed dinosaur surely wouldn't be a good thing.

“You'd like me to, ahh, distract him?" asked Pru, flicking her tail and going a little red.

Emma nodded. “Just fly up there and lead him away… however you like."

“Fly?" asked Pru. She flexed her shoulder blades meaningfully, noting the lack of wings.

Emma grinned. “You're a familiar. You just need the right genetic material in the right place and you'll soon have wings."

Pru's blush deepened. They had tracked down her new species on the Internet. The rather lurid descriptions closely matched her new abilities.

Emma slipped on some latex gloves, reached into a bag and pulled out a strange mechanism, like a gun with a large syringe for a barrel, tipped with a long tube studded with rubber bumps.

“Here's a lovely, recent sample, straight from Remi," said Emma with an indecent smile. Pru blanched. She looked around at the supermarket and shivered.

“Uhh, I, right here?"

“Time is of the essence," replied Emma. “All you need to do is get into the right position for mating. I'll do the rest…"

Reddening furiously, Pru nontheless put her shopping basket down and stooped over a little. More people stopped to watch her.

“Good girl," said Emma, softly, her every syllable soothing and arousing the familiar, making her spinal frill erect and press against her shirt. The supervisor ran a hand down the bulge it made in her clothes, making Pru gasp and lift her tail, hitching up her skirt.

“Marvellous," coo'd the human. She brought the tip of the device down and Pru felt it nose against her panties, rubbing at the cleft of her soft green-pink, partly reptilian vagina.

“In we go," said Emma. Pru felt the rubbery thing worm its way around the thin white fabric at her crotch, nose against the folds of her labia and sink in. Pru flicked her tail and looked with deep embarrassment at the horrified faces of the shoppers seeing her being penetrated. Emma didn't seem to care.

“Lots of fluid down there," noted the supervisor with approval. Pru had already been wet since she heard Emma's greeting. By now she associated the woman with being mated and transformed by her monsters.

Pru's knees turned to jelly as the device sank deeper. She heard a click and it started to vibrate softly. The near-human failed to stifle a wail and sank to her hands and knees.

“You're responding wonderfully," said Emma warmly and confidently, bending to follow Pru down, reaching a hand under her shirt and rubbing over her human skin and the lizard spine frill.

“Rhhh, ffffff, rrrrrrhhh…" grunted Pru as her juices trickled down her legs and she felt the device probe her canal.

“I'll continue to stimulate you, prepare you for the seed."

The probe hummed gently as it trembled against Pru's sensitive, fleshy walls.

The human's hand reached around and squeezed her belly, fondling, feeling for the nozzle through the wall of her stomach and guiding it onwards.

“Fascinating, your reproductive passage isn't human, but it's not wholly lizard either. Quite the challenge finding my way through.."

“Ffff, hhhhhhffffff," gasped Pru, and she started to bob against the probe.

“Sssrryy, can't heeelllp, iiihhht," she moaned, blushing and trembling.

“That's fine," laughed Emma, “just respond naturally. Your movements will help guide me to your ovaries."

The supervisor's probe pressed firmly against a barrier deep within Pru, while its whole length tingled. Emma's glove-covered hand ground against her pussy lips, the knuckle of her thumb nudging her inflamed clitoris.

“I think we're there," said Emma, “I'm sure your sperm chamber's still present in your current form. Are you ready to receive Remi's semen?"

“Hhhhh, hhhnnnn!"

The supervisor patiently waited a little longer, watching with satisfaction as the part-human creature squirmed and shuddering around her impalement.

Pru whimpered and came, hissing with the wave of pleasure surging through her body, her juices seeping from her labia and down Emma's forearm.

“Good girl!" congratulated the supervisor, pressing a trigger, and the lizard hybrid felt a cool liquid presence deep inside her, filling a chamber. Immediately she felt strange monster thoughts, instincts that weren't originally hers, confusing memories that settled inside her orgasm-addled mind.

“Lovely, good monster," continued the woman, stroking her back and fondling her belly, “it's all in you now. Grow wings for me, Pru."

The part-lizard rumbled and squirmed, still coming down from her high, still enjoying the human's shamelessly intimate touch. But she also noticed her arms stretching and warping, her sleeves tearing as flaps of skin slid from her arm pits and connected the sides of her chest to her elbows, then her wrists.

“Nice, strong wyvern wings already. But Remi likes his mates rather humanlike," said Emma, blushing a bit as she remembered some embarrassing events with her assistants that caused her to learn about this, “so I won't change you too much. Still, become more sleek, aerodynamic, a little stronger, so you can fly well."

Emma slowly pulled her device free, rubbing the creature's intimates firmly as she changed according to the human's whim. Her clothes felt more floppy as her flesh became taut with muscle, and her shape became more athletic, with a strong hint of raptor.

As a familiar she could be changed at whim by others she had a bond with. Emma's bond was strong, confident, that of an experienced and caring monster handler to her subjects. Pru rubbed her head against the supervisor's neck affectionately.

“I bet you want to feel Remi resting on you, giving you even more of himself, right?"

Pru twiddled her still unfolding, enlarging wings as emerald scales blossomed over them. She whipped her tail left and right, and looked downwards with a blush.

Emma grinned. “Off you go to the campus. I'll pay for your shopping, and more besides."

“Yes miss," said Pru submissively. She walked somewhat unsteadily towards the supermarket's entrance. The small crowd of humans parted quickly. She could feel the monster semen in her still, deep and goopy. It not only let her grow wings, it gave her thoughts. She knew how Remi used them to fly, to hunt. She remembered the taste of raw animal flesh, of so many different creatures, beasts she had never even seen as a human.

The wyvern woman straightened her dress and tried to look somewhat dignified to all the people who had watched her getting inseminated.

“Uhhh… Prudence," said Emma, her voice now a lot less assured.

Pru turned around.

“I… uhhh…" The supervisor looked a little red, standing awkwardly next to the abandoned shopping basket.

“I haven't gone too far, have I? I didn't really give you the chance to say, well, no. To any of this…"

Pru looked at the vast bat like wings that used to be her arms. Then down at her sleek yet still quite human body, and her long green tail.

The wyvern woman walked up to Emma, and slathered her face with a warm, two foot long, dark tongue. The supervisor spluttered, jumped backwards and laughed.

The monster grinned, turned around again, jogged out of the supermarket and launched herself into the air.

“Huh… I didn't tell her to grow a lizard tongue," Emma said to herself as she wiped her face and picked up the basket. “I wonder how much control she actually has?"

—-

Pru used her borrowed skills to glide through the air, beating her powerful wings and angling her tail to adjust her path into subtle updrafts. The creature's mind carefully tread the path of wyvern and human, simultaneously in awe of and extremely used to flying, giddy with fear and cavalier of everyday flight.

No sign of Remi, noted the wyvern-woman as the campus drifted in underneath her and she settled into a lazy orbit of the property. Not sure how I'd attract him anyway.

Should I take my clothes off? And streak all the students?

I'm a monster. That shouldn't be a big deal.

I'm a very _human_ monster…

She spied a group of students waving frantically up at her.

Huh?

Pru lifted her wings and let gravity reassert itself. She hadn't even touched down when the humans all started talking.

“You gotta help-“

“-here about Remi right?"

“Rose is in troub-“

“-broken in! Remi's broken in!"

They pointed up at one of the upper story apartments in a set of flats. The window was swung wide open.

“He got in! Rose's place! She's is in there too!"

Oh crap, thought Pru.