Moonlight Slime
A hunter of were-creatures has a bath one night and turns into a werefrog.
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[b][u][center]Moonlight Slime
For Rayoelgatubelo
By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]
[i]You were lucky.[/i]
That was all that Millicent could think as she went to the bathing chambers of the Redhood chapter house. She hadn’t been found out, and that meant that she had secured her position for another month, at least. If she could find one of those alchemists that were always bragging about curing everything under the sun, she might actually be able to maintain her humanity.
[i]Or you’re just fooling yourself. You got lucky once. You aren’t going to get that lucky again.[/i]
She shook her head, pulling off her bathrobe as she stood by the hot water. It had been pulled in earlier in the evening, something done by one of the virtuous sisters that worked to serve the Redhood order, and she imagined that the sister had been hoping to get a little attention later. Either for the acknowledgement of her work or...well, there were others in the order that were less than virtuous with their fellow humans.
She extended one leg, long and slender, into the water. The feeling of heat running up between her toes and along her legs was a wonderful feeling, starting to take away some of the tension of the day. Millicent sighed as she dipped herself further in, soft skin that had yet to take a shave in the last week - something that she had to remember to do - getting comforted by the warm water.
Soon, she was up to her neck, sighing in bliss and leaning her head back to look up at the ceiling. The darkness outside was a comfort to her. The quiet let her feel like the people around her had gone to bed, made her feel alone so that she didn’t have to hide anything anymore.
She reached down between her legs, running her fingers from her sex to her thigh, and then over it again to the other. She still remembered the biting feeling that she’d felt when she fell into the pond on the way to this chapterhouse. More than that, she remembered the pain that had come with it, and the slight bit of blood that she’d seen when she had taken her clothes off to examine the spot.
[i]Nothing there now, though…[/i]
Millicent shook her head. It was gone. And she hadn’t transformed last night, which meant that she should be fine. After all, last night had been the full moon, and…
[i]Unless you misjudged it, and the full moon is tonight…[/i]
The thought sent a shiver down her spine. She wasn’t that stupid. She wasn’t…
Was she?
Slowly, Millicent turned towards the window of the bathing chamber, looking out into the sky. It faced the horizon, a way for those that bathed in the morning to greet the sun.
For her, it allowed her to greet the moon. The full moon.
[i]...Shit.[/i]
The pale light bathed her face as much as the water did the rest of her, and she gasped at the sudden heat that was bubbling just under her skin. The curse had struck, and even as she scrambled for the edge of the bath, she knew it was too late. She wouldn’t be able to stop it, but she still tried.
Even as she lunged for the edge of the bath, her fingers slipped along the edge. She pulled one hand back, saw the slime that was already oozing from her palms. Her fingers were stained, starting to turn green, and a thin membrane was spreading from her palms up between her fingers, getting longer and longer.
[i]No, no, no![/i]
She grabbed for the edge of the tub three times before she could get a good grip, and even that was barely enough to lift her from the water. The green color was spreading up her arms, running up her shoulders and along her neck. Millicent refused to open her mouth, knowing that she could give herself away with the new sounds that she probably could make. If she started croaking, or worse, ribbiting, then people would start coming to see what was going on.
She heaved herself up and out, but as she put one foot down, she slid again, having to grip the edge of the bath with as much force as she could muster. Her feet. Her feet were slimy, slippery. She couldn’t keep her balance, not without holding onto something with both hands.
Considering that the bath was a good six steps from the door, that meant that she’d take her life in her hands just walking towards it. One false move, and she’d fall and break her neck.
Gritting her teeth, she tried to think of some option, some way to hide herself until the transformation was done. She kept sliding around as her feet started growing, her soles lengthening, her toes webbing just as her fingers were doing. Her extremities were growing more sensitive, almost like her sense of touch was stronger like this.
[i]Back in the water,[/i] she thought. [i]If I can stay in the water until this passes…[/i]
That was a possibility. Few Redhoods bathed in the evening, not wanting to be helpless if a beast attacked the chapterhouse. She had a chance of getting through this, particularly as she could hide herself beneath the water.
Millicent slipped back in, trying to ignore the changes that were rushing over her. Even as her skin started to turn green from head to toe, other parts started to swell. Not just in the neck and face, giving her an ugly, swollen appearance, but...elsewhere, too.
As she sunk into the hot water, she could feel her breasts starting to push outwards. They’d never been quite small, but as she turned more and more amphibious, she could feel them pushing outwards. She held her slimy hands to her growing breasts, trying to cushion them in the water, but as soon as she touched them -
“Ah!”
She gasped, her eyes going wide as she felt how sensitive they were getting. It was impossible, or at least, it should have been. Yet, here she was, holding her breasts in hand, feeling them swelling against her fingers to the point that they were too big to hold, and she was [i]moaning.[/i]
Millicent tried to clench her jaws shut, but the feeling was so strange. She didn’t have the same teeth anymore, more like hardened gums. They weren’t so keen on being held together, either, making it difficult for her to grimace or clench her mouth shut.
And she had a much bigger mouth, too, she was aware. As her face swelled, as her cheeks pushed out a little, she could tell that she couldn’t touch the sides of her mouth with her tongue anymore. It didn’t even reach the front of her mouth, let alone the sides.
[i]Oh no...oh no…[/i]
Yet, even as she feared the tongue that would soon follow, she could feel her pleasure growing. Her breasts were bigger than any other woman in the chapterhouse, full and heavy, and she could feel her hips and ass filling out, too. One hand dropped down, squeezing her rear, and she blushed as she felt how much rounder it had become.
Well, it made sense, she supposed, with frogs being so large in the thighs and belly and butt, but -
[i]No, no, don’t think of that.[/i]
Yet, it was almost impossible not to. Her body was changing. Everything was changing. Was she supposed to ignore that?
As the Redhood leaned back against the rear of the tub, hiding everything but her face beneath the water, she could feel a tingle in the back of her mouth. It spread to her tongue, and then started to fill it up with an odd sort of itch. She wiggled her tongue around in her mouth, and the motion soon spread, becoming something...something very different.
It was growing.
“Mmmph…”
Her hands were too busy along the rest of her body, feeling her bigger breasts, her wider hips, her longer feet. They couldn’t reach up to her mouth, not with their fascination with the pleasure that exploring the rest of her brought.
Millicent was forced to sit there, almost unwillingly molesting herself as her tongue filled up her mouth again. It kept growing, getting longer and longer as the seconds ticked on. Her hair fell out around her, layering the top of the bath with a discolored, darkened mess, and she shivered as she realized that her body hair had fallen out, too.
Finally, her tongue spilled out of her mouth, too long for her to keep it inside without rolling it up to an extent. It dropped into the water, and as it did, it fell between her breasts.
“Mmmph…”
She moaned again, feeling and tasting herself at the same time. The slime that coated her flesh was...not unpleasant to the taste, though it didn’t taste of anything good, either. She could feel how it made everything easier, though, allowing her to sink deeper into the water, allowing her skin to feel so slippery, smooth, and…
And sexy…
She was horny, she knew that, just like she knew that it was a result of the transformation rather than any natural feelings of her own. That didn’t stop her from wanting to feel something against her sex, or feel something inside of her. That knowledge didn’t protect her in the slightest.
So, Millicent gave in, allowing her instincts to drive her. She had more control over her tongue than she thought, and it started to slide down along her body, slithering, almost, between her breasts towards the gap between her thighs. As she spread her legs, she could taste her own juices in the water, and it sent a little shiver of naughty pleasure through her.
Further, further down her tongue went, and soon, she found her clit with it. She dragged it over that little nub, and she gasped, thrusting her hips forward through the water. Another lick, and she groaned, spreading her legs as far as they could go. She even risked pulling her feet out of the water, putting her frog legs up on the edge of the bath for maximum room.
After the third lick, it was impossible for her to not indulge in a little self-pleasure. Her tongue flicked over her sex several times more before pushing in, and for the first time, she got a proper taste of herself.
“MMmph...mmmph…”
It was surprisingly easy to pleasure herself with her tongue, thrusting it into her like she would have done with her fingers in the past. Except this was bigger, thicker, and it could move far deeper than her fingers.
[i]Mmmph...maybe...maybe just one...one orgasm…[/i]
She knew she was lying to herself, but did Millicent care? Not really.
[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]
Summary: A hunter of were-creatures has a bath one night and turns into a werefrog.
Tags: F/solo, transformation, human, frog, breast growth, ass growth, TF, foot focus, slime, cunnilingus, auto-cunnilingus, long tongue, tongue, bath,