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"I can't believe how long it's been raining for..." John sighed, looking out through his window, watching the rain pouring down all over the place. It had more or less rained non-stop since around lunchtime, throwing a spanner into any of his plans for that day. "I don't think I even remember the last time it rained without a single break!" He mumbled, walking back over to his bed, sitting down on it.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the distant flash of lightning, the jagged bolt racing downwards somewhere. Privately, he hoped it wasn't going to cause any problems, be it a fire or a power outage. And a few moments later, the loud boom of thunder shook the house a little. Not too much, but it was closer than the last time, meaning the storm was getting closer still.

"Maybe I should turn this thing off..."

He turned off the lights in his room, alongside the TV. If it wasn't for the light shining through the window, he'd be in total darkness, more or less. Still, sitting alone in a dark room with nothing to do wasn't exactly a lot of fun, and he needed to try to do something to pass the time.

"I suppose playing that wouldn't hurt..." He grabbed his Switch from out of its dock, turning it on. Without as much as a second thought, he booted up Monster Hunter Rise.

The storm continued to rattle on outside, the rain beating against the window, making the man even happier than he already was about not needing to be outside in the pouring rain. Still, it was hard to concentrate on his game as the thunderous booms continued to creep closer, but it beat doing nothing. He smiled despite himself and pressed on, already thinking about meeting up with his friends when he got the chance to next.

"I wonder if any of them are having to deal with this storm as well?" He mused to no-one in particular, setting off on a quest in-game. He knew those friends, like him, were eagerly awaiting the game's expansion, Sunbreak, coming out at the end of June, and they had agreed to gather up, either in-person or online, to spend a few nights hunting all the new critters being added in as soon as it came out.

A new challenge was always something he looked forward to, and new monsters also meant new art and more online. John couldn't find anything bad about it, even if there would always be vocal complainers for one reason or another about something. It was just the nature of gaming these days - nobody would be fully happy.

"June can't come soon enough! I'm ready for this!"

From what had been revealed so far, all the new monsters were ticking the right boxes, as were some of the returning beasts from older games. New or old, having a bigger variety of things to fight was always a good thing, especially since there'd be lots of new weapons and armors to make from them. One of his friends told him about a monster called Astalos, a dragon with a few insect-like traits to it - mainly that the armour that could be made from it looked cool, sporting a neon aesthetic to it, and it was possible to make it glow with a rainbow hue in older titles.

"Can't wait to hunt that thing... that armour looks like something out of a sci-fi show!" He grinned broadly as the game continued, his thoughts firmly locked on the fun that was only a few short, yet oddly long, weeks away. He was a pretty good player, as were his friends, so the new hunts would probably be a snap once they got the new mechanics and the like down. His reverie was broken for a few brief moments by an especially bright flash of lightning nearby, the attendant peal of thunder enough to rattle the drink he had nearby.

"Shit, that was a close one..."

What he hadn't noticed was that every time the lightning moved closer to his house, a winged, shadowy figure was following close by, their eyes gleaming through the darkness. They moved in closer, perching on the house opposite to John's, still keeping their eyes on him through the window.

"And getting closer!" The figure chuckled quietly to himself, watching the lightning get closer and closer. If it ultimately didn't strike the human's house, he did have ways of ensuring it would, but for the moment he was content to watch for now. The storm raged on, and as the shadowy winged figure smirked, a lightning bolt lanced down from the heavens and directly struck John's house. Inside, he pulled his hand back from his controller as he felt an intense amount of energy lance through him.

"FUCK!"

"There we go~" The figure smirked, watching John recoil from the sudden shock. "Was half expecting that to take a little bit longer due to how it went in practice. Still, I do wonder how you'll react to what's about to happen to you?" He kept watching - he'd make his move before too long, it was best to see that everything was going right, first.

"Gah... glad I'm not dead, but goddamn that hurt..." John hissed as he shook his hands, which already felt funny, his upper arms also starting to not feel quite like they normally did. As he opened his eyes and looked in the light of the still active TV, he blinked in shock. His fingernails were splitting apart to reveal sharp, cruelly curved neon green claws, with his hands up to the wrists also steadily growing larger and thicker, covered in black scales protecting rather thick musculature.

"...what the hell!?"

The creature outside watched intently, the scales creeping up John's arms, the muscles underneath growing larger and stronger as they travelled upwards. An odd pain filled his arms as three long, bony protrusions sprouted outwards, the outer one longer and thicker, sporting jagged spikes along their lengths. They spread wide, an odd, semi-insectlike membrane growing between them, reflecting a multitude of colours as he found himself with a pair of strong wings along his arms.

"Mmmfff... why does this feel..." He murmured as a surprisingly aroused growl escaped his throat as the scales climbed further up his arms. Green veins of energy shone through the scales in parts, and his arms looked broad enough to rip a car door off its hinges and chuck it hard enough to decapitate several men. And above all else... John came to the realisation that this felt GOOD. Better than good, even. He wasn't sure what was going on, but what was clear was that he wasn't going to be human for very long. And some growing part of him wanted this.

The figure outside picked up on the growl, grinning from ear to ear as he swooped in closer to John's house, hanging down from his roof. The human's clothes were growing tighter, the sleeves of his shirt already damaged thanks to the wings he was sporting. His abs and pectorals developed underneath his top, neon-green scutes forming in over his front, sharing the same segmented pattern as the membranes in his wings.

"Why does this feel so fucking good...?" He growled again, a growing smirk on his face as several kinds of energy flowed through him, his pants getting tighter around his junk and showing off his growing bulge. His pectorals expanded with inhuman strength as his chest barreled outwards, the scutes making him look tough and rather virile. His abs soon gained a scaled six-pack that he ran a hand across, shivering in delight at the sensations. So strong, so fast... no wonder it felt so good...

"It feels good because the beast inside you is finally being freed from its cage..." A voice growled from outside, drawing his attention to the window. A pair of clawed hands pushed it open, a large, anthropomorphic wyvern stepping through it. "All it needed was a little help from me!" He added, John's shirt ripping down the middle to reveal his impressive muscles, alongside the neon scutes and black scales which were wrapping around his back. More electrical energy flowed from his form, sparking along his chest, burning whatever was left of his torn shirt.

"Mrrhhhgg... who the hell are you?" John huffed as he watched the figure enter, suddenly feeling even more aroused than he had been moments before. He had no idea who this figure was, but he knew what they were, and he wanted it. He could feel a warm, sticky feeling in the increasingly-shredded remains of his pants as he came out the last of his human seed, balls swelling to the size of oranges as his cock began to grow girthier and longer. Turning a dark neon green as it gained ridges along the underside as it came to a point, already oozing with potent wyvern pre. He hissed, the pressure in his undergarments now too much to be contained, the zipper splitting down the middle, his dick bursting through both his underwear and pants, a few errant sparks of electricity singing the fabric as it was cast aside.

"The name's Azamuku - technically I'm a Rathalos, but with the traits and abilities of an undocumented wyvern~" He grinned, revealing sharp, blood-red fangs. "I'm responsible for the changes that are slowly assailing your body, freeing you from the bonds of humanity..." He growled, causing John to tremble, the base of his shaft swelling into a fleshy knot. John was about to comment on it further when a sudden - and violent - burst of pleasure washed over him, his dick splitting evenly down the middle into two, a scaly slit forming around the base of his junks.

"Grrhhhffff...ffffffuckkkkkkk...! I gotta thank you for that..." He grinned cockily as feral energy continued to wash over him in waves, sparks starting to fly off of his body in places. Scales continued to spread over his legs, which widened with the same inhumanly powerful muscles he had elsewhere, and over his muscular, scaled ass, a long and thick tail extended outwards from his spine, lashing about behind him. Not even a minute since he'd grown it, and it already felt like he'd been born with it. Or born to become this handsome beast of a wyvern that he was becoming.

"Oh, you'll get to thank me very, VERY soon, my friend..." He stepped in closer, his claws clicking against the wooden floor. John's new limb swayed behind him, the tip of it splitting into several sharp spikes, almost resembling a pitchfork, albeit one that could be supercharged with electrical energy. Bolts of lightning shot from the tip of his tail, charging up in short bursts, striking whatever was close to him. The scales that were creeping down his legs were developing into an almost-insectine look, some parts of the old flesh being left exposed, albeit covered in neon green skin that was just as tough, his feet trembling within his socks as he felt they were next to turn.

The two middle-most toes on either foot began to merge together, becoming almost chitinous in appearance as the end terminated in a razor-sharp claw, the other remaining toes likewise growing, but not nearly to the extent that the others had, likewise ending in a sharp claw. A sharp claw soon grew out of the back of his feet as his stance changed, giving him a digitigrade appearance, more electricity crackling around him. As he breathed in and out, the feeling of supreme strength filled him. He could smell Azamuku - taste him almost. A beast like himself. Strong. Masculine. Virile. "I can't wait..." He purred.

"Mmm... I'm sure you can't wait to try out your new powers and abilities, either... a beast like you could probably zap someone from a mile away~" Azamuku whispered into John's ear, making him shiver - the wyvern certainly had a way with words, almost as if his forked tongue was literally silver. More electricity crackled around him, Azumuku's loins stirring as his own barbed cocks slid out of hiding, already moist with pre. "Not to mention all the money you'll save on your electric bills..." He joked, the scales working vertically up the soon-to-be-ex human's neck, bones clicking and popping as it extended ever so slightly, the scales growing thicker and broader, adding a set of armoured ridges around it. The more of him that changed, the more his body was capable of holding electrical energy grew, and with each progression, the errant bolts grew more and more destructive, one bolt almost putting a hole in the floor.

"Heheheh... I'm sure I could zap someone, but right now, the only charge I'm looking for is from being ridden like a beast~" He cackled as he braced himself up against a nearby wall, moving his tail to one side to gize the other wyvern unrestricted access to him. His neck extended a bit more as his hair fell out, spikes growing from parts of his extending jaw as it pushed out with his nose into a powerful wyvern muzzle. His teeth growing lethally sharp inside as a armoured crest grew around the top of his head. Scleras flooding with red as his pupils pulled into reptilian slits. His ears would soon retract and be hidden by more scales, completing his change from weak human to lethally powerful wyvern.

"That's it, my friend... there never really was a part of you that was EVER human..." He leaned in closer, one of his cocks pressing up against the new Astalos' rump. "All there ever was.... And all there ever is... is a sssstrong... sssssexy... beasssssst!" He hissed with unbridled lust, thrusting hard into the new wyvern's posterior, a low growl escaping from John's throat as he did so.

"GRRRGHHH!!" John snarled, his claws sinking into the wall as he was swiftly mounted by the black-scaled beast. It did cause him a little bit of discomfort at first, the sensation of being penetrated entirely alien to him, but he quickly adapted to it, finding himself thrusting against Azamuku's spears. He brought a hand down to one of his shafts, noticing that Azamuku was quick to wrap one of his own hands around the second, the duo pumping them in unison.

"That's it... you're already past the point of no return, more or less..." Azamuku trilled again into John's ear. "... but we'll push you even further past it, jusssst to be safe... You don't want to go back to being human, do you, Fluxwing?"

"Rrrgghhh..." The Astalos growled - that name did sound a hell of a lot better than his old human name. "No... not at all...!"

"Good..." Azamuku's pumping and thrusting grew faster and faster, harder and harder, their balls slapping against each other as they fucked. The two dragons clawed at the wall, steam rising from Azamuku's body, green energy pulsating all over Fluxwing's form. "Then let's wrap this up..."

"Mm..mmrrhgghh..." Fluxwing growled, lost in lust, his long, serpentine tongue lolling from the corner of his maw. His taloned toes clicked against the floor, singing the wooden surface and leaving blackened marks. "By all means... don't hold back on my behalf!"

"Grrrhrraarrhhh..." Azamuku snarled, his knot soon sliding in with one good push, his balls churning. He threw his head back, letting loose a low, chilling roar as he was brought to climax, his other dick spraying seed along Fluxwing's front.

"GRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"

At that time, Fluxwing couldn't hold back any longer, either. His cocks spasmed in the grasps of the two monsters, pre spurting from the tips before erupting, long, sticky ropes of electrically-charged cum splattering all up the wall and on the floor around their feet.

"SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!" A monstrous screech left his maw at the same time, barely able to control the blasts of energy that struck anything close to him. Eventually, their orgasms died down, the beasts slumping forwards as they descended from their twisted highs.

"Mmrrghh.... Rrrrggghhh..." Fluxwing hissed, feeling Azamuku pull out of him. "Oooohhh... that... was something else..." He said with a chuckle, his scaled chest rising up and down with each breath he took.

"Hehe... welcome to the club, dear friend..." Azamuku purred, helping to keep Fluxwing balanced, at least until his knees stopped shaking from the powerful orgasm.

"Mmm... so, was this planned from the start? Was I singled out in particular, or was this all pure luck?" Fluxwing asked.

"Oh, this was all luck - the thunderstrike would change the first human that was shocked, and I had been following the strikes for a good twenty minutes beforehand. Maybe you playing your little game helped single you out~" He teased.

Fluxwing smirked, looking back at his TV - his Switch was still powered on, Monster Hunter playing without any interaction from him. Not that it mattered too much, as he had barely gotten back to town in-game before the lightning strike hit.

"I'll count myself lucky, then!" He grinned. "So what now?"

"Now..." He looked outside, the skies having cleared up. "We can either free more trapped beasts, or feed. I'm fine with either option~"

"Creating a few more monsters does sound rather tempting..." He pondered before being interrupted by the sound of his stomach gurgling loudly. "At the same time, I could go with something to eat. I could whip us up something quickly, if you wish!"

"That is a tempting offer... but at the same time, why don't we go for something that's fresh?" Azamuku giggled. "There's a field just outside of the town, I'm sure they won't notice if a cow or two goes missing..."

"Rrrgghh..." Fluxwing's mouth watered at the thought of sinking his claws and fangs into a fresh cut of meat - the two of them would be able to perfectly cook them as well. "I suppose I could go for a takeaway!"

"Perfect~" Azamuku grinned savagely, gesturing back to the window from whence he had entered. "Follow me, then!" He leapt back outside, spreading his wingarms, taking to the skies.

"Right behind you!" He cackled, following Azamuku's lead, quickly adapting to his new wings like he had had them his entire life. The two beasts took off into the night sky, eager to hunt.