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Streams of Confidence

Part 13

For Kacacarrotcake

By Draconicon

Servile landed at the airport a few days later, and Amelia was there to meet him. The fact that there was a nine-foot-tall stingray standing in Arrivals was probably more than a little disconcerting to the average person, but Servile didn't seem to mind. Then again, he had seen her quite a few times on stream now; the only difference was that, now, he could see how much bigger she was compared to the rest of the world around her, and compared to him.

Not that it seemed to bother him. He bowed like a gentleman, even pulling off a make-believe had to do the traditional bow. She smiled, shaking her head as she led him out to the parking lot.

"How did you get here, if you don't mind me asking, ma'am?"

"Oh, landed on top of a bus and rode it all the way in."

"I would not doubt such a feat from you, ma'am, but in truth?"

"I had to rent a stretch limo and lay on the floor."

"Horrendous treatment, my lady."

"I know, I know, but what are you going to do when you're this big?"

"I'm sure that you had to work hard to find a tailor to properly outfit you now."

He wasn't wrong about that. She had looked high and low for someone that could actually work with her new proportions. The muscles combined with her height meant that there was almost nothing on the market that would fit her. She felt almost like the vampire lady in that game that had come out lately, standing head and shoulders over everyone with the power to squish anything that bothered her.

Not a bad feeling, really. Inconvenient for travel, but not bad.

They found the limo on the top floor, and headed off. Servile offered his hand, saying that he usually went by Zavis. She nodded, taking it and storing the name away. There was little else said from that point; he seemed willing to give her quiet, and she was more interested in studying him.

He'd said that he was more than willing to give the Recro-TFs a try, and that he was thinking that he'd look good as a snake. She had been a little apprehensive about the idea, since he'd seemed more blunt and direct in the chats and she'd always thought that snakes were a bit sneakier, craftier, crueler.

Now that they were in person, however, she could see some of the resemblance. He had this sort of patience to him, a hint of coldness in the warmth that made it clear that he would wait someone out if he had to. There was a calculating thing under the friendliness, something that measured and stored away information. Not cruelly, she imagined, but definitely for his own purposes.

She'd have to watch him. It would be rather interesting.

The limo pulled up to the hotel and they all but scurried through the front door. Him to follow her, her because her skirt had all but ripped due to an incident with the limo door. She was all for showing off, but the public wasn't exactly paying for a show, was it?

As soon as they walked in, Zavis reached down and -

"Ah ah."

She grabbed his hand before he could spank her. Amelia chuckled, shaking her head.

"I didn't say that we could jump right in. I think that the camera needs a little warming up, first."

"Ah, you'll make me wait, ma'am?"

"I think that a good boy like you can afford to wait for a few minutes. Besides, what about your transformation?"

"In truth, I'd love to experience you as I am, but a gentleman always keeps a lady's pleasures in mind."

"Heh, that's right. I'm glad I don't have to teach you that the way that I did with some of the others."

"Oh, dear. Must I make up for them?"

"No, I think that you'll be fine just proving yourself."

Though she was rather flattered that he was willing. A well-mannered man, this Zavis.

She turned on the computer waiting on the desk, getting the camera pointed back at them. As Amelia stripped off her shirt and her skirt, Zavis quickly ditched his own clothes. Tie, jacket, shirt all came off with ease, and then he kicked his shoes off towards the door. He neatly tucked his socks inside, and then off came his pants.

Amelia was starting to wish that she had saved Soles for last - and also that she had gotten his name, considering that he hadn't actually given it to her like the others had - since he had been the biggest of them. She kept expecting and hoping for a monster to pop out of the others pants', and it wasn't really fair to them.

Still, Zavis wasn't doing badly down there. A nice enough cock, perhaps seven inches long, and a pair of balls that were well-shaved and groomed. He looked like he took care of himself down there, something that she approved of after seeing a number of men - not her fans, but other men - that just kept them rather ragged and smelly.

Her nostrils flared for a moment, seeing if there was any musk to catch, but not this time. He had obviously showered before his flight and been rather assiduous about his odors. There was a faint hint of cologne, but a very weak one, or one that had faded.

As he stood there naked, he put on a small smile and turned in place. He flexed, showing off some very appreciable muscles for his size.

"I hope that I meet your approval, madam Amelia."

"Heh, you do, you do. And I think you'll meet it more after your injection. Snake you said, yes?"

"Python, if you got it."

"I do, as a matter of fact. The only one I have besides sea-snake."

"Not my thing. I would prefer not to be spitting poison. Unless it's an arousing one?"

She chuckled, shaking her head. The poison shift would have been rather interesting, but she doubted that either of them would have gotten much pleasure from it. Too much risk, too many things that could send one or the other of them to the hospital. They were here for pleasure, not pain.

Or at least, not that sort of pain.

"Muscles?"

"Perhaps at the end, ma'am. I'd prefer to get you off my own way."

"Heh, well, we'll see how you do."

Getting the other vials off to the side, she turned, her hand on her hip and the syringe up by her head. She winked.

"Is the patient ready for his medicine?"

"Where shall I take it, my lady?"

"Bend over, Zavis. I think you'll be taking more than one thing up the butt today."

"As it pleases you, ma'am."

He turned, leaning against the bed with just a hint of a tease as he stuck his ass out towards her. It was definitely more than she expected for someone that had been more than willing to flaunt his dominance on the group chat, but she was happy to go with it. Perhaps he wanted to take it as many different ways as possible.

In went the needle, down went the plunger, and they were off.

As soon as she pulled the needle back, she could already seen the green-brown scales starting to pop out of his skin. They were smooth for the most part, though they started getting more pebbly as they worked from the ass outwards. Maybe it was just the cheeks that needed to be smooth, or the thighs, places where things were more intimate.

Stepping back, Amelia put the dose to the side. Zavis was already groaning under his breath, pushing himself up slowly. He wobbled as he reached back, fondling his ass cheeks.

"Hmm...definitely smooth - no, wait, bumpy near where the tail's gonna be..."

"You sound like you studied where these things happen," she teased.

"I was curious, so I looked it up while waiting for my flight."

"A well-read man."

"I try, ma'am."

He smiled over his shoulder, only to hiss as the first little lump of his tail started to take shape. It seemed that the transformation did things in a different order depending on where it was injected. For her, it had started in the core and moved out. For Engy, it had started in the shoulder. For Zavis? Obviously in the ass.

As his tail started to push outwards, slowly rolling down and over his ass, his cheeks started plumping out and firming up. Not getting fat, per se, but getting a nice, thick bubble butt of muscle. She smiled, stroking her cocks as they rose up. The throbbing tips were already dripping in anticipation; this would not be another Soles, and she doubted that he would be able to tease her the way that Engy had with sonar.

This is going to be my rut.

The more that he rolled his hips, the more anticipation built for her. She wanted to pin him and take him while he was transforming, but Amelia was patient, allowing the transformation to get caught on camera without any interruption. This was her unique service. If she didn't offer something like this, then the viewers would start dropping off. Better to let them have their chance to enjoy themselves.

Zavis groaned, leaning against a wall, his hands curling as he huffed, grunted, and huffed again, obviously taking deep breaths to keep himself under control and not just collapse. His legs shook as the scales started running down the backs of his thighs, then along the sides. His tail kept growing, getting longer and longer, far more suitable for a snake.

As the pebbly scales ran up his back, she could see that it had come around his hips, too. She snapped her fingers.

"Turn around. Let the camera catch this transformation."

"Mmmph...yes. I'll want - mmmph - I'll want a copy of this."

"You'll get it."

He turned as requested, showing off his cock again. It was already up and throbbing, but the deep red that she'd seen slowly growing along Engy's shaft was starting to slowly make its way up his. The coloration was changing, going from pale to something deeper, something more animalistic.

But that was only going to be the start. If she remembered the way that snake anatomy worked properly, that was going to -

"MMMPH!"

Zavis hissed out loud, thrusting his hips forward as the head of his cock split right at the urethra. It kept dividing, running down the middle, the two halves of his cock slowly rolling sideways. It wasn't like someone cut it down the middle, though, but rather like two flower petals opening around a nothing-middle. They were so elegant, smooth and tendril-like, and she grinned as she imagined those sliding into her.

The more that they split, the more that the individual rods fattened up, getting thicker than his original shaft had been, and then some. She licked her lips, running her hand down between her legs to give her clit some attention.

"How's that feel, Zavis?"

"Fuck..."

"That good?"

"That...intense, ma'am."

"So cute that you're trying to stay polite."

"Just...doing what I can..."

He was obviously getting affected by it, though. He was huffing, panting, shaking as he leaned back against the wall. His tail had come down to his heels, about another foot or two running along the floor. It might get a little longer, but even if it didn't, it was a pretty respectable tail. Meaty, too.

The scales were gradually spreading up his chest, working over his pecs. The muscles there grew, and she imagined that was part of being a serpent. They didn't have to be more lean and lithe the way that a dolphin would be. They had insanely powerful muscles, and they were made to be thick and strong when they moved through branches and over rocks. Their coils were meant to crush, which meant every part of their body needed strong muscles.

She licked her lips again as the scales started running up his neck, pushing his head up a little bit, making his face a bit longer and ensuring that his head rested a bit higher than it did. Six feet, seven feet. Not that much of a difference compared to her growth spurt, but a hell of a difference for him.

Soon, he was looming over where his human self had been, groaning, thick arms bursting with new muscle. He didn't hold a candle to her Amazonian frame, but she could appreciate what he had.

His double dicks were throbbing, one slowly coiling around the other in a surprising show of dexterity despite their obvious arousal. Pre-cum and slime dripped from one over the other, almost like it was lubing it up, and slowly, a slit opened at the base of the two shafts. His sac had long since pulled inside, giving him a space for his cocks to retreat to. Possibly a space for her to fuck, as well, if she really wanted to hammer home the new difference between her and him.

As he growled softly, his voice turned slightly deeper, and yet, also, more of a hiss. His face slowly extended forward, nose and lips pulled out, and then pushed together. His scales formed them into a boopable snout despite his strong, intimidating body, and he groaned as he rubbed his face.

"I think that the fans are going to love this TF," she muttered.

"Mmph. Feels good."

"I bet."

"I think...I think I can take you," he muttered.

"Heh, what was that?"

"I think I can take you."

"Take me, or fuck me?"

"Both...ma'am."

"Heh, you're still trying to be polite." She shook her head, moving into the camera view as he walked around the bed, the scales slowly running over his feet. "You think that you have to stay polite all the time?"

"How I was raised, ma'am."

"Well, that's not what you need to be here. Here...you be who you want to be. And I'll be the one to 'correct' you if you're going wrong."

It was what she wanted. Someone that would push, but someone that she could push back at. Not someone that held back. Not someone that tried to be good for the sake of being good. Just someone that was awesome.

The snake hissed softly, shaking his head as he obviously tried to work through some of his new instincts, new needs, new urges. She could see his cocks throbbing, the one that wrapped around the other leaking like mad, while the one that pointed forward looked like it was fit to burst. The first must have been working like a cock ring for the second, and she wondered if that was intentional.

With a suddenness that surprised her, he lunged from his place to her throat. She wasn't fast enough to block him, and the surprise was enough to carry her down to the hotel bed. It creaked, but didn't quite break. His hand wrapped around her throat, holding her down as he brought his other hand past her cocks and down to her pussy.

"Mmmph..."

She moaned softly as his fingers dipped into her slippery sex, rubbing her slowly, and he grinned down at her.

"That's what you wanted, isn't it? A rougher man...someone that would take control..."

"Nnngh...you...sneaky little..."

"Snake? That's what we do. We sniff out weaknesses. And I know yours."

"Do you now?" she asked, a little smile forming before he went from two fingers to four. Oh, fuck, that was almost a fist.

"Yes. You like it when someone teases you. When someone reminds you of how good it is to be a good girl. How much better it feels to just get a pat on the head and a good, hard use...to make others smile..."

He wasn't entirely wrong, but unlike what he had done to her on the stream, she was ready for it. Rather than just crumble and moan, she smiled. He cocked his head to the side.

"Hmm...you look different this time."

"That's because I know what I want."

"And what's that?"

"Your ass."

She flipped, almost like a crocodile going into a death roll, and she grabbed his arm before he could be flung across the room. Spinning around until she was on top, she brought her knee up between his legs, grinding it up against the bulge of his balls down there. He instinctively brought his knees together, trying to stop her, but she had her hand around his throat, now, and she was the one in charge.

"You were saying...how I am a 'good girl'?"

"Mmmph...sneaky..."

"Not just a thing for snakes."

"Heh..."

He pushed back, testing her grip around his throat. It was strong enough to keep him pinned, but she'd forgotten about his tail.

A smack knocked her back, and they tussled. He had a good, slippery body, something strong enough to keep from being pinned immediately, but she had the stamina, and she was more familiar with her body than he was with his. They wriggled, they pushed and slammed each other down, and there were times when he got a good grip on her and managed to get her teased. Once, he managed to get his fist into her pussy, wriggling his fingers around against her g-spot and getting her wetter than she expected, but eventually -

Thump. Amelia pushed him down on all fours, his face against the bed and his ass in the air. She kept one foot against his face, feeling the soft huffs that played across her toes, and she chuckled to herself in more than mild amusement. It seemed that Soles wasn't the only one that liked the idea of being a bit underfoot.

"Looks like the worm managed to get pinned there, heh."

"Mmmph..."

"Heh, something the matter?"

"Didn't expect that."

"What?"

"The, um...worm, thing."

"Oh? You like that, do you? You like being the limp little worm under your mistress's heel?"

"...Wow."

Wow was right. He was spurting pre-cum at that. Apparently, little Zavis had a thing for being demeaned.

She chuckled to herself, giving her cocks a slow tease. The two heads were already more than ready to be buried inside of someone's ass, more than eager to be fully sheathed in someone's hole. It had been nice giving Engy something, but that dolphin hadn't been able to take the full lengths that she had. The size difference had been that little bit too extreme.

With Zavis, however, with him being seven feet tall and with a thicker, stronger ass, she was pretty sure that she could go all out without fucking with him too hard. She rubbed her cocks up and down along his taint, smearing her pre-cum all the way up to the base of his tail before slowly pressing the twin heads against his hole.

"Ready, you little slut-worm?"

"Mmmph...fuck yes..."

"Alright. Take your mistress."

She pushed forward, but slowly, feeling just how eager his ass actually was. She had been surprised with others, but he felt muscular enough that she was pretty sure that he wasn't going to take it easily.

And she was right. He squirmed against her, huffing against the pillows as her cocks strained to actually slide in more than a half-inch or so. She knew that her girth was going to be a bit of a problem, but this was going to be a bit more than that.

She worked them out again, making his rim 'pop' slightly, before pushing them back in. Out, then in, out, then in, each time taking her time to ensure that he stretched out that little bit more before she worked them past the rim again. The feeling of his hole slowly loosening was...surprisingly enticing, almost like she was breaking him in for her own personal use.

Might have to do this with others later...

Biting off a chuckle, she thrust further on the next move, leaving him gasping under her. He shook a little, but the new body obviously lent him that little bit more stamina to take it. Her double-dicks, measuring almost eleven inches long each, throbbed inside of him, oozing pre-cum into his guts, easing the way to take him further.

"Heh, that's it, little worm. Take it. Take it good and deep."

"Mmmph...Mistress..."

"Can't help yourself, can you? A strong woman has you on your knees, and you love it."

"Nnngh...I do...I do...treat me like...like your little..."

"Butt-slut?"

"Mmmph...Mistress...take it...take your pleasure."

"I intend to."

She pulled back slowly, intentionally flexing her cocks, scissoring them outwards just to make sure that he felt the full girth that they could deliver. He grunted under her, his ass cheeks spasming as much as his hole clenched her. Oh, he was loving it, and so was she.

Let's kick this up a notch...

Amelia pushed down, both with her foot on his face and with her cocks in his ass, forcing the latter in as far as they would go and grinding his face right into the bed with the other. He grunted, the air forced right out of his lungs as she started hammering into him properly, each thrust making that muscular butt clench, even jiggle when she slammed in at full force.

The soft grunts that they had been letting out together just got that much louder, the bed creaking and squeaking beneath them as they went at it, strongman and titan stingray rutting one another. She shoved him down, her toes curling at the edge of his muzzle. There was a tongue there, flicking against her toes, a rutting worship from the little worm under her as she took his ass.

In, out, in, out, each thrust ramming in and taking that little bit more dignity from him, that little bit more power that he had wielded over her. She could feel him clenching, could feel him shoving his ass back.

Yeah, the little worm liked it. He liked it a lot.

In, out, in, out, each thrust bringing her balls-deep in his ass, making him squirm under her. The little spasms that ran through his tail, the way that his hands gripped the sheets, the way that he was constantly growling and hissing for more: it was just a perfect little show of how much of a sub was buried in the snake. Oh, he could dom - and she had no doubts that he would have taken it there if she hadn't had the strength to fight him off - but fuck, it felt good to be the one calling the shots this time.

In, out, in, out, his hole slurping around her cocks and taking them all the way to the hilt. Hell, he pushed back to take them all the way to the hilt. His knees bent, his feet coming up between her legs, scaly soles grinding against her pussy and toes almost hooking her ass -

"Ha!"

She pulled back, but not off. Grabbing him by the stomach and the neck, she carried him from the bed to the wall, shoving him against it so he couldn't sneak something into her. She pinned him with an elbow to the back of the head.

"Trying to be sneaky still, little worm?"

"Mmmph...trying...failed..."

"Gonna really give it to you for that..."

"Do it, Mistress..."

SMACK!

She loved the feeling of his hole tightening up around her at the spank. She'd almost thought that she'd fucked him too loose. Nice to see that he could tighten up when she needed it.

She picked up speed again, ramming in good and deep, making him grind up and down the wall. He was barely avoiding getting his cock ground to bits at that point, his pre-cum smearing up and down the walls as his only lube. Every time that she bottomed out in him, she lifted him off his feet, pushing him up and along the wall. Every time that she pulled out, he had a half-second to rest on his tiptoes before she rammed in again.

He came at some point, his hole milking her dicks, drawing out what they could, but he was the one that lost control. He spasmed, shooting his seed all over the wall, and she smiled as she felt the rush of satisfaction of having given her little slut what he needed. What he craved. What he could only get from her.

She pulled out of him at that point, letting him fall. He managed to stop from tilting over, but did stay on his knees as he turned around to look at her. She stroked her cocks, smirking.

"Ready to be marked, worm?"

"Give it to me, Mistress."

"Oh, I will..."

It only took a few strokes to take her over the edge now that she was no longer trying to hold back, and the splatter that followed was as glorious as she could have asked for. Her cocks jerked in her hands, splattering either side of the snake's face before she pulled them together. He held his mouth open, and she painted his tongue, smearing him with all that she had to offer, marking him.

The smell of sex filled the room, and the smell of her seed more so. She smiled, tapping her cocks against his cheek.

"There you go, little worm...there you go..."

Zavis declined to take the full transformation at that point, though he said that he was in town for the next week. He might come back and do more before the transformation faded, with permission, and she gave it to him.

With him dressed and gone - though awkwardly dressed, and with the number for the tailor that she had used - she laid back on the hotel bed. She hesitated for a moment, then pulled out the magic tablet that she had gotten delivered all that time ago. Amelia tapped the screen, and it came to life.

Ailsa was at her desk in some far-off place, looking out over a city that didn't look familiar...and a red sky that she wasn't sure that she liked seeing. Amelia hesitated for a moment, but despite her silence, the other stingray seemed to know that she was on-screen, and audible.

"Nice to hear from you again," Ailsa said.

"I didn't say anything yet."

"I know, but...good to have a call."

"...I was a bit much last time."

"You weren't wrong."

"So, shall we start over?"

"Sounds like the best idea I've heard today."

"Looks like hell's invading over there."

"Less invading, more setting up an ambassador's office." Ailsa shook her head. "I don't want to talk about it. Let's talk about how things are going for you."

"Well...well enough. I'm still figuring out how I'm going to make the whole amazon thing work. I like it, but..."

"Clothes?"

"Yeah, we still have that rule here."

"Pity. It's more fun if you don't have to wear them."

"Yeah, but where's the fun in getting undressed after everyone just goes casual nudity?"

"That's what fetish-wear is for. Casual nudity for the every-day, fetish-wear for the naughty."

"Yeah, but that only works if you have the fetish, doesn't it?"

"Oh, there's magical programs out there to give people fetishes, don't you worry about that." Ailsa smiled. "I can send you a few. You could put them up as filters for your streams, make sure that your viewers have all kinds of kinks that they'll be willing to bankroll."

"Tempting..."

And it was, but only to a certain degree. She liked the idea of making the entire audience like her kinks, but at the same time, there was only so far that she wanted to go in taking advantage and control of them. There was something to be said for the goodness of their support when it was more willing, when it wasn't something that she had to command or push. She was happy enough for some other helpful things - like more different Recro-TFs - but she wanted to keep the mental stuff elsewhere for now.

She leaned back, getting more comfortable on the bed as she watched Ailsa's world. The more that she saw from her camera view, the more that she realized that the other woman was probably very lonely. She was in an office, not in a house. She was looking out at a city, not living in it. Whatever had happened out there, it was clear that she was in a position that left her without much in the way of relief, socially or otherwise.

Reach for the sun, sure. That doesn't mean that everyone can follow you...

Shaking her head again, she got comfortable, pulling a pillow under the small of her back as she settled the tablet against her breasts. Ailsa chuckled.

"Giving me a private show, are we?"

"No, just using the most convenient shelf."

"And I thought I'd had them big."

"Go big or go home."

"Indeed." Ailsa shook her head, gesturing at the windows. They darkened on her end, almost like some kind of spell, but Amelia was hoping that it was just gesture-tech, something more...believable. "So, anything else going on? Anything else I can help with?"

"I...Could you tell me why?"

"Why what?"

"Why you want to do this? Are you just lonely? Trying to buy a little affection, or?"

"...It's not trying to buy affection, but...I guess there's a little hope for it." Ailsa shook her head. "It's lonely over here. I did really well for myself, yeah, but it's pretty lonely. And I want it to mean something. So...I'm not just looking for -"

"Say alt again, and so help me..."

"...I'm not looking for people like you to make them like me. I just...I want all this to mean something. If I can use it to make someone else's life better, then I want to."

"And you want some appreciation back."

"Well...no...yes...a little."

"Well...thank you." Amelia smiled. "And thanks for being honest."

"It's weird. I'm used to lying to people here."

"Well, you don't have to lie to me."

"...That's going to be weird. Good-weird, though." Ailsa smiled. "What should we talk about?"

The End

Summary: Amelia treats one more top tier person, someone that lets her go all out as a dom, properly.

Tags: H/M, M/solo, Transformation, Double Cocks, Cock Splitting. Human, Snake, Python, Stingray, Anal, Choking, Foot Fetish, Facial, Orgasm, Cum, Series,