The New (Old) Tiger God

Story by ghostking on SoFurry

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"Silly tiger god. You think that just because you lack a body, I can't possess you? It's just a minor inconvenience at worst."

A story with 100% original characters. Not a single character taken from somewhere else closes VN. You can't prove otherwise.


The New (Old) Tiger God

By: Lumus King

The tiger god could barely stand. He had to be careful. For spiritual beings as he, expending too much energy does not mean fainting, it means losing your very existence. Somehow this mortal, no, this demon disguised as a dragon-tanuki has him cornered. The tiger god was kneeling on the ground with his torso only being kept up by his right fist firmly planted on the ground. He stared down the demon as he slowly approached.

The demon calling itself Lumus had put up a surprisingly good fight. Although his wings made him look bigger, he was actually smaller than the tiger god, only coming up to the bottom of his chest. He used this to his advantage. He dodged most of the tiger god's attacks and what he couldn't dodge he used a talisman to absorb. The forest should have been an advantage for the tiger god. Lumus was more at home in a city than the forest he found the tiger god in. but he adapted using the trees as cover to make guerilla attacks at the tiger god. Eventually he had worn him down in a clearing surrounded by trees. The tiger god had hoped the clearing would get rid of his cover, but to no avail.

The dragon-tanuki's clothes were torn, and a few bruises showed on his wine-red skin, but he was still walking while the tiger god could not. Several paper talismans surrounded him, the same talismans that blocked the tiger god's earlier onslaught.

"What do you want from me?!" the tiger god demanded when Lumus was close enough to hear. Even his voice couldn't carry as it should.

"I already told you: I want to be you for a week or two," he replied matter-of-factly.

Lumus put a hand on the tiger god's ethereal shoulder, ruffling the black-stiped orange "fur". This was another thing that confused the tiger god. He should not be able to see, let alone touch him. The tiger god didn't have the strength to get away. Lumus circled around the tiger god and stood behind him. With a snap, the talismans faded away along with his wings as he prepared for what's next; they usually only got in the way.

"Trust me, you'll love me being you. Everyone does eventually," Lumus said with a smirk as he placed his left foot onto the tiger god's lower back. The tiger god braced himself for the inevitable kick. Villains were never satisfied with just beating their victims, they always had to humiliate them too. But the push never came. Or rather, the momentum didn't move the tiger god. Instead, he felt warmth as the foot pushed its way inside. A stream of warmth flowing from where the foot entered down to his own paw. He has seen a spirit being possessed before, but they were always taken over by a stronger, evil spirit. A corporeal being should not be able to. Then came a shock bigger than a spirit being possessed.

"How the Hell!?"

The tiger god could feel the ground with his left paw. Not the essence of the ground, but the dirt itself. The only time he could feel the physical realm was when one of his worshipers was channeling him. Yet he was feeling it personally.

His thoughts were interrupted as another source of warmth entered his right side. The same thing happened: warmth then there was the ground. This brought Lumus's pelvis in place inside of the tiger god's. The invader did feel some discomfort as his much thicker tail compacted to fit inside the tiger god's slimmer one.

As more of Lumus sank into the kneeling tiger god, he started experiencing more physical sensations. His lower half was feeling more than the ground.

Lumus pushed his arms into the tiger god's shoulders giving them physical form as well. The tiger god could feel the dirt his knuckles were bearing down on. He could feel his left arm on his left leg, feeling the sensation from both sides since now they both had weight.

The tiger god didn't even notice how far Lumus was inside of him until he felt his heart beating. He could feel the blood pumping through previously non-existent veins. He could feel his chest expand and contract with each breath Lumus made. He started to feel hunger as a stomach formed. He could physically feel confusion, worry, his other emotions he couldn't even begin to describe.

Suddenly he was aware of his "clothes". Like the rest of his form his clothing was not made of physical materials like cloth. They were created by his own aether and as such were a part of him. That's probably how this thing made them materialize like the rest of his body. But somehow, the clothes were not connected to him. He could clearly feel his vest upon his shoulders. He could feel his pants touching his legs.

Then, getting impatient, Lumus slammed his head into the tiger god's. On reflex the tiger god's eyes closed on impact. Lumus's beard were press against his neck as his head entered. Oddly enough all of Lumus's features did not immediately enter into their new home. As he stood, one would see the tiger god with a pair of horns sticking out from behind the tiger god's small round ears along with a second longer pair of ears below them. Lumus's golden hair also stood on top of the tiger god's head and flowed back where it was tied in a braid at the base of his neck.

Not settling for a job half done, he began pulling the last bits of himself in. Lumus's horns sank into the tiger god's head. His long ears then shifted to where the tiger god's ears were and merged into the tiger's. Finally, his long golden hair receded into the tiger god's short head fur. The tiger god suddenly had a physical head. All traces of the invading dragon-tanuki had been fully inserted into the tiger god's newly physical form.

Suddenly, his nose could smell the forest around them. His ears atop the sides of his head could hear the animals nearby. His tongue could taste his mouth. He could feel the wind blowing against his face. He opened his eyes, but instead of his normal blue ones were Lumus's golden ones.

All these sensations were not new to him, but for the first time, they were his. He was not feeling someone else's senses. he was the one whose paws could feel the life waiting to be released from within the ground beneath him. He could hear the life of the forest surrounding him.

Then his mouth smiled and the reality that he was not alone came rushing back. His body, his _new_body moved without his volition. His body stood up and dusted himself off. He was shaky at first; the tiger god was not used to things like gravity and was essentially learning how to stand for the first time. Lumus, being a mortal and as such already had a physical body, was of great help in this endeavor.

Now standing, he started feeling himself. His right hand felt along his left biceps as he was forced to flex it. He raised an arm and pressed his nose into the large patch of orange fur that covered armpit. Smelling nothing, he frowned as he pulled his head back. He placed both hands on his muscle-filled pecs as he alternately tensed and relaxed them, feeling them bounce through his snow-white fur that covered his front from the bottom of his jaw down along his meaty inner thighs to his knees. The same white coloration spread from his chest down the underside of his arms all the way to his fingertips. When Lumus had his fill, he made his way down his front, slowly feeling each big abdominal muscle underneath his fur along the way. When he got to the last row, he shifted his hands to his ass. He squeezed his cheeks. To his disappointment, they weren't very big, but he still loved feeling the glutes hidden under a layer of fat.

Saving the best for last, he took one hand and rubbed his crotch. But what he found was completely smooth. Not believing what he was feeling, he dropped their pants. Looking down, all he saw was a crotch covered in a thin layer of fur. He groped where his dick should have been, wondering if he had somehow inherited Lumus's slit, but all he felt was the fur.

"Of course!" the tiger god said as he smacked his forehead with his palm, both at Lumus's command. His voice was so deep he could feel it rumbling in his chest. "I was spirit, sprits don't have sex. So why would I have anything there? I guess I have to expand my jurisdiction."

Lumus pulled up their pants and shakily walked over to a tree on the other side of the clearing. BY the time he made it, he was walking like a normal person. Lumus leaned his back against the tree and lowered the front of his pants.

Before the tiger god could even guess what the demon was trying to do, he felt something growing from within his groin. A pink growth had started to push out of his crotch fur. It rapidly grew like it was just waiting to be freed. Alongside of it his skin seemed to be pulled along with it, but at about one-third the rate. His breaths became labored as it grew not only in length but in girth. Finally, the growing stopped, but his panting did not. With a single touch, the tiger god knew what had formed: a penis. The skin and fur that grew out with it formed into his sheath.

From below the base of this new sheathe another bulge began to form. This one did not break his skin and instead stretched out from within. As it grew a cleft formed in the middle splitting it in half. The mass grew but the cleft stood in place creating two big furry orbs. He fondled them with his free hand. With these new additions a need started forming. A need the tiger god could not place.

"A bit bigger than I was expecting," the tiger god said as held his new girth in the palm of his right hand. "You sure I wasn't supposed to be a god of fertility instead of a god of protection?"

The original tiger god ignored the question.

"Let's test it, shall we?"

The tiger god shuddered as his hand started slowly pumping his new already erect addition. The tiger god has had one before, only males channeled him. But he never used it. While inside one of his worshipers all he ever did was talk to the rest of his followers. He never stayed long enough for something like this.

His left hand reached inside his vest and started playing with his right pec. With his palm cupping the muscle, the nipple rested in between his thumb and index finger. He rubbed the two fingers against each other in turn twisting the nipple. The rest of his hand was squeezing the muscle feeling how it moved every time he pumped his cock. The tiger god didn't know a male could feel this good by playing with his chest. Being unable to experience it firsthand, he had always assumed it was a female thing.

<Good, good. Big, meaty pecs with sensitive nipples are always a fun combination,> the tiger god thought. But did he?

He started bucking into his hand now. The tiger god had no mating instincts of his own, so his body relied on the invader's instead. The tiger god's head was swimming. With each pump, each buck, a wave of pleasure was sent throughout his body. Right before release, he stopped.

<Why?> the tiger god thought. He knew enough about sex to know that his body was stopped right before the act was finished. While he thought he would never participate in it himself, he did find the need to learn about his charge's base needs.

<I'm not done,> his mind-voice thought back, but now he was certain that he wasn't the one thinking it. <There's still one spot left I need to familiarize myself with. You never know when I need to reward a particularly good follower...>

He let go of his abused nipple and reached behind himself. Slowly he slid his hand into the rear of his pants. He let out a loud gasp as he felt his middle and ring fingers slide into his asshole. They slowly slid in as if he was looking for something, and with another buck of his hips they found their mark.

"Damn, that was... something else!" he said between labored breaths. The new tiger god was elated to find out he would not have to train his new form.

His fingers started moving more quickly; soon they were moving at a slightly slower, but more forceful pace as the hand around his girth. Now the pleasure was coming from two fronts: His shaft being pumped and the fingers pounding his prostate.

The very smell of the forest changed as the pleasure grew. A new wonderful scent was mixed in, but he could not focus enough to find its source. Whatever it was, it was getting stronger and causing his lust to rise with it. Soon it would overtake the smell of the forest.

The new tiger god closed his eyes so the old one was left with nothing but to focus on but the pleasure. He focused his ears on his own moans. His nose was focused only on the mystery scent.

When he couldn't bear it any longer, he came. Spurt after spurt collected on the ground in front his paws. He held his hand out with his glands resting on the side of his palm hoping that he could catch some of his seed.

After his climax had subsided, he brought the hand to his mouth and liked it. The tiger god was a bit taken back at the bitter taste. But despite the taste, his tongue still licked his hand clean.

<Don't worry,> came his own thoughts. <I hardly ever clean myself up like this. I just think it's important to know how I taste to others. Speaking of, let's check back on this, shall we...>

With that he raised an arm and pressed his nose into his armpit fluff. The tiger god didn't notice until now that he had been sweating. The tiger god realized something as Lumus made him huff his own scent, scent that changed how the very forest smelt was coming from him. It was strong and intoxicating. Some part of him wanted to always smell this. This was cut short when he pulled his head away.

<What... did you... do to... me?!> The tiger god demanded while trying to regain some of his nobility.

"Nothing," the tiger god responded out loud as he put his softening dick back in his pants. He clearly loved the sound of his own voice. "I just became you. Of course, the only ones I am interested in becoming are large, strong, virile, musky men. Technically without a body you didn't fit the bill. So, I guess you changed to fit my needs. Is that what it means to be a god that only exists to serve?" That last part was said more as a taunt than a legitimate question.

The tiger god angrily growled in his head at the thought.

"Now then," His voice had completely changed tone. Gone was the sinister dominating sneer he spoke with before and in its stead was the tiger gods' firm but comforting fatherly tone. Not only had his tone changed, but his eyes were back to their normal blue. If Lumus did everything correctly then the tiger god should be seen as his normal self. Save for the addition of a physical body, of course. No one would be the wiser that their beloved tiger god was being inhabited by someone else.

"I bet my followers would have lots of questions. It's my duty to answer them to the best of my ability, right? I'll probably have to do some demonstrations for the more intimate questions..." He said with glee. While looking straight ahead he reached down and adjusted his bulge as he set off out of the forest towards his temple. Apparently even gods have issues with comfort.

"What's my name, anyways?"

<What?>

"What's my name? I don't expect everyone to call me "Tiger God" at the temple. You have to have some sort of designation."

<You hunted me down and took over my existence and you don't even know my name?> The tiger god taught back pissed.

"I'm _borrowing_your existence. I can already tell being you is gonna be exhausting."

The tiger god stopped himself from giving Lumus what he asked for. Maybe "his" strange behavior would tip off his followers as to the imposter in their mists.

"I wouldn't count on that," Lumus replied to seemingly nothing. "If they were to try something, this is mine." He took a fist and pounded on his chest a couple of times. "If they were to try an exorcism you would be the one kicked out to the spirit realm, not me. That would leave us both in a bind. I hate leaving my former bodies empty; I pretty much will have to make 'you' disappear when I get bored of being you. Plus, I'm pretty sure I want to come back at some point. Having you disappear only to come back is always a pain."

The tiger god took this to heart. If this demon really was as fickle as he says, he could suffer a few days of this to keep protecting his temple.

<Fine,> he grumbled having reached his conclusion. <My name is->