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When Claire gets irritated from her boss, she wishes to become powerful and change into a Kaiju. A wish that she immediately gets from a fairy who changes her into this all powerful Kaiju, capable of stomping buildings and sky scrapers down to the ground.
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Gazing out of the skyscraper, Claire groaned, leaning against her arm. She returned back to mindlessly type on her keyboard. The words all blurred together into a black mess — covered with numbers, stats and a whole bunch of useless jargon. A notification suddenly broke her out of the flow. She rolled her eyes, seeing the sender. Jake. The same guy that won’t stop pestering her to go on a date, even after multiple rejections. She politely declined him once more, before glancing in his direction. See, Claire didn’t like Jake. He was an overall douche and asshole. But… she did like his strong body. Bulked with muscle to intimidate and scare others away. Like what her boss did. She wanted that for herself. To be strong instead of being treated like some pretty dainty princess. Her eyes glanced down at her breasts. DD cup. Ugh. Why couldn’t she have muscles instead? “What about that date, Claire?” Jake patted on her shoulders. “Wanna go tonight to that new restaurant?” “I already said no, Jake.” He clicked his tongue. “Fine then stop sending me mixed signals. I’ve seen how you looked at me.” Scratching his chin, he twirled his finger. “Then as punishment, you’ll stay overtime.” “Wait, that’s not fair!” “Hey, I’m the boss here.” He strolled off with a smirk. “Better hand in that report tonight or else you’re fired.” Cursing under her breath, Claire clenched her fists. She was so angry yet she couldn’t do anything about it. Like always, she was stuck helpless… If only she could become a guy. Or some monster to destroy this entire city down, squashing all of her work and perverts down. Fortunately, a little fairy heard her wish. With a little chant, tingles ran down her spine, as the spell resolved for Claire. She let out a little ‘eep’ before straightening her back. Did someone talk to her? Regardless, she went back to typing away. More tingles piled up around her cunt, especially around her clitoris. Good god, she wanted to rub against it. She bit against her lips, staring down at her pants. It wouldn't be so bad if she were to do it at work, would it now? She turned around and headed to the washroom. Passing people, others stepped back upon taking a whiff of her scent. Smelt funny with her rose perfume and sweat combined. Opening into one of the cubicles, she unzipped her pants before taking down her pants and panties. That’s a good boy. Why don’t you play with your clit? Claire scanned the cubicle. Who said that? And why was she called a boy? Oh Claire. I’m just your little fairy trying to bring your wildest dream come true. All you have to do is follow my lead~ She blinked again. Wildest dream? Like becoming a monster? Leaning down, she rubbed against her clit like she was told. Covering her mouth, her muffled moans were soft enough to be unheard. But the pleasure was intense — much more than rubbing inside her pussy. Little did she know, her other body parts were changing as well. Her shoulders broadened out, making her office attire tight. Little dark scales popped out around her neck. So small that they were barely noticeable. Her heels were now getting too tight for her feet. That had a thick bitter scent coming out of it. All the while she let out moans after moans from her rubbing her clitoris. A deep urge manifested within her mind. To follow her fairy’s instructions to become stronger. Bigger. Muscular. Blood rushed around her groins. Gradually, she was digging into her cunt, trying to double the euphoria. Yet, nothing happened. It felt stiff and weird inside like it wasn’t meant to be there. Her folds gradually closed up from the inside, pushing against her fingers out with her new rough scales. Claire, you’re not supposed to rub inside there. “But I’m so horny!” She whined, not realizing how her pitch had dropped a tad bit. Bones extended out, granting her a few inches of height. “Where did my pussy go?” You’re a good boy, Claire. Not some weak girl. Unless that’s what you want… She shook her head. Her clothes tightened around her chest yet strangely her larger breasts had shrunk inwards. Huh? Meanwhile, her hands and arms had swelled up and had bulged around her biceps and triceps. Energy revitalised the changing lady as she stood up. Standing up however, her feet grew larger and bigger. A fart escaped out of her ass, stinking up the entire washroom. Other users of the washroom promptly left, pinching their noses from the stench. Yet, to Claire, she took pride and ownership over it. That this was her territory to mark. Her little giggles now sounded more like chuckles. She moved her toes within her heels, only to find them claustrophobic, trapping them inside. Didn’t take long for her wish to be achieved as her heels broke from her new weight. Her feet broke through the leather parts of her heels, now leaving her bare footed. Good boy. Now why don’t you lick your feet? “My… feet?” She raised her eyebrows. Her voice dropped by another note, alongside her chest retracting into her new pec muscles. Her toes twitched, revealing the sweat between them, emanating her sweat. Sitting down once more, she released another fart. This time even her co-workers from outside could smell it. There, she bent her feet towards her face, licking her sweat off. Her toenails sharpened alongside her larger foot. Her new thick musk was clouding her thoughts with the rest of the changes coming in quick; her jawline sharpened as scales coated her new stronger arms while her breasts distributed into pure muscle throughout her legs. Her grip hardened against her feet. The more she licked, the more horny she was and the more she wanted to indulge in her new musk. Complex thoughts simplified into simpler ones. And it showed within her eyes, completely focused on licking against her toes. However, her clitoris had other plans. All this time, it was surging in size. Growing bigger in both length and width. As her pussy sealed itself off, a pair of large nutsack dropped and dangled around her now larger cunt. Hair flattened to scales. While groans replaced moans, Claire’s mind continued to hamper down on her toes. Licking each of them, further growing and intensifying her smelly musk. Her pants ripped apart, torn by the seams; as her office shirt shredded, to reveal her bulky new body. Scales sprouted in multiple patches along her once smooth skin. She farted once more — taking a whiff of that odor mixed with her thick nasty musk. Catching her breath, she rose to her feet, now feeling stronger than ever. She flexed her new biceps and triceps, kissing against her new dark scales. Swamp green. Looking down, a blush emerged from noticing her throbbing cock. As she patted against her chest, she realized her breasts had merged into her shoulder muscles. Wait… was she even a woman by this point? Her eyes gravitated towards her new appendage. Little sensations within it just shocked her mind like electric current had passed through her body. Maybe… being a man wasn’t so bad? Go on, good boy. Touch yourself. Don’t you want to let everyone see your new penis? Your boner? The fairy’s words were like a siren’s call. Immediately, blood rushed up to his cock, erecting it into a boner. His hands slid against his shaft. A mere three inches by this point. He let out a groan, slamming the door open. The other ladies in the washroom shrieked upon seeing him completely naked. His scent definitely made it worse. Like a repellant, they immediately fled, screaming that there’s a pervert in the washroom. Another fart escaped, he chuckled along and watched everyone’s horrified expressions. They must be jealous of his cock. His large boner that stretched for…maybe five inches now? Rubbing against his own cock, his body grew bigger and larger, almost hitting the roof with his bulky muscles and large feet. Security was quickly called. They tried to apprehend Claire but he simply shrugged them off. With a simple slap, the guards fell to the ground as he continued to walk. Precum dripped off of the tip of his fingers. More growls and snarls were added in as he inched closer to a climax. He wanted to cum. Six inches and yet nothing was coming out. Standing on his previous office desk, he roared, stroking his cock even faster this time round. Alright boy. Guess I supposed you deserve your reward, right? The man nodded eagerly. His tongue revealed as he panted. A little more. A little more before he could cum his brains out. He needed this. He glanced down at his large feet, vividly recalling the fun he had in the toilet. Everyone else just gawked at him, all frozen like deer on a headlight. None of the guys were stopping him that’s for sure. Scales continued to coat around his skin. Hardened dark scales. Bones cracked and extended outwards, protruding to ensure his height had grown up. Cum. Cum. Cum. He wanted to cum right now. In front of all of these smaller creatures. His eyes were definitely dazed from the haze of lust. By this point, the guards now called the police, claiming that a strange intruder was in their office, masturbating. Fiddling with the tip of his dick, he growled for the whole office to hear. He flung his arms back , destroying the computer behind him and ejaculated his thick semen onto the floor. The whole office now had his scent while the man was drowning in the pleasure itself. His groans of ecstasy could even be heard from a floor below them. Another fart escaped, marking his table as his territory. Other people pinched their nose, trying to ignore the stench while still doing their work. But this wasn’t enough for the man. With his cock hanging low at six inches, it dripped cum out, leaving a trail to follow behind him. Now good boy, why don’t you get out of here and show the world who you really are? He nodded, giggling. Barging out the room, his jaws began to strut out as his eyes glowed red. His tail bone snuck out of his spine as a little stub at the back of his larger body. Thoughts really were just simpler urges spurred on by his fairy. Climbing down the stairs, his steps stomped through the building. Wasn’t as much of an earthquake as it was merely for sound effects down the various offices. Though this would change quickly. Weight and height piled upon him. From the 6 foot and 200 pound giant, he had grown an extra three feet with his weight almost doubling by the time he arrived at the ground level. Horns now cracked and appeared shooting up his skull. And there, he barged his way out, with his horns cracking and destroying the concrete on top. Receptionists screamed when they saw the giant. Covered in scales with growls and snarls, they immediately dialed for help. His hands were still stroking his cock, nearly reaching a foot now. Outside boy. Show everyone why you’re the best. Why you’re the Kaiju. Claire chuckled. Its last words rang inside his mind. Kaiju. That’s who he was. A giant monster, destroying everyone in its wake. Stepping on people like mere ants and toppling stupid skyscrapers and work. Breaking the door outside, he came out of there. Bystanders all stood around him. Some of them mocking him for his dumb expressions, taking their phones out and taking photos of his limp dick and drooling face. While others were a little more scared. Scared of this hybrid with scales, dazed in the air. Still, it didn’t matter for Claire as he tried to hear its voice once more. Now, now, Claire. Just stroke your cock. Have some fun and wreck some havoc! You’re going to be the biggest Kaiju in town, right? With your cum landing on people like rain or your steps stomping down on buildings, right? He snarled out. His skull formed an unusual monstrous appearance, no longer resembling anything like a human with how sharp the angles were. Scales continued to coat his face with his eyes, losing that human touch. The police soon arrived. They held their guns and tasers, pointed straight at him. “Go inside right now, sir before we have to use lethal force on you!” Claire chuckled before striking down his cock. Stroking once more, blood rushed up to his red swollen cock, forming it into an erection. He was the king. The king of beasts. The Kaiju. No human could do damage to him. Policemen began shooting their bullets upon seeing him grow. This wasn’t any human. This was a monster and if they didn't do anything, they were going to regret it. Yet, bullets all fell flat in the face of his scales. Hardened scales that recovered quickly. He scratched his head. Thoughts now weren’t expressed as words but rather images. Images in his mind about these bad people shooting him. A little anger fumed his expression as he stepped towards them. His stomps shook the entire street, with him now standing at 3 feet tall and his body bulking up with scales and muscles; everyone ran for their lives, terrified at this creature. He chuckled even louder. Their shouts and screams brightened Claire’s day. With the street now in chaos, he returned to stroking his boner. Drools dripped onto the sidewalk like raindroplets. Large ones. While most people fled the streets, some stayed behind and documented his change. He was now four stories high, snarling and growling at every stroke of his cock. A giant fart escaped from his ass. Instead of just stinking up an office, it now filled the entire streets with his stench. Most people now had to cover their noses and mouths to flee the scene. Like every fiber of their body telling them that this was his zone. His territory. Those within the building watched him grow larger. Bigger and hornier. He shouted and howled louder, vibrating throughout the city as a war cry. No matter how much he stroked his boner, he couldn’t cum. The pressure within was killing his other human thoughts. He leaned right next to his ex-office. His cock slid against the windows and he pushed it up and down. Up and down. Precum now appeared from his tip as he groaned and shouted. He wanted release. Relief. Claire was in heat. Very deep heat where all of his previous memories as a human were being wiped for each stroke. His previous office shook back and forth, almost toppling down by the force of his cock shoving right next to it but still somehow stood their ground. Most of the employees there couldn’t decide what to do. Do they escape with the monster outside or stay inside and pray for the best. Suddenly, a voice echoed in all of their minds. No, this wasn’t just all of the employee’s mind. It was everyone within the city. If you want to become a sexy kaiju like him, just drink all of his cum up and grow like him. Meanwhile, Claire’s growth was exponential. His weight and height tripled, while he continued to stroke his cock against his office building. By this point, he was as tall as a skyscraper while his cock was about a mile long. Groans still echoed through the city. The tip of his tail now sprouted into a giant one. With each wag, it toppled down buildings and crashed into each other. He only had urges. Urges to be met with how much pressure built up within his shaft. Each step he took caused tremors throughout the vicinity. But more important, the words in their mind continued to linger. If they could just drink his cum… they could become a kaiju like him? For most of the people, this was ludicrous. How could this happen in the first place? But… for some, they wanted it. Admired his large clunky body that shook their city. Or how he had this much power. So they bided their time, watching for him to start cumming to drink it up. It roared once more. With each step it took, it squashed buildings underneath his giant feet. They were now the size of ants to his giant body — mere inconveniences to be squashed. Its cock, the size of a sky scraper, had been stroked so many times that its own hands were getting sore. Alright, big guy, I’ll let you have your fun. The fairy’s last words were completely undecipherable to the Kaiju. But it didn’t matter. It squashed another skyscraper before stroking its cock one last time. Its pants and breaths echoed through the sky before it roared for the whole world to hear. Cum exploded from its shaft and like a volcano, crashed into buildings and people alike. Another fart was released as it experienced the largest orgasm it had ever felt in its life. Overflowing ecstasy expressed with it squashing and stepping on more buildings. Each one of them crumbling before its might. And it didn’t stop. Cum just kept exploding and gushing out with its big nut sack jerking front and back. It was so immense in its own pleasure that it began stroking its cock again, wanting to feel that orgasm once more. Cum still dripped across from its tip, now showing a trail of what the Kaiju had walked. The fairy snickered. Who knew it was that easy to find someone to wreak havoc onto the city? The other government officials from within the country and outside were now panicking. Panicking at this larger than life Kaiju roaming around the streets. As they prepared their weapons, they couldn’t have guessed how hard it was to neutralise the horny beast.