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Denice sighed as she stepped inside the ancient church. Once a place of reverence to one of the Eternal Ones; it is now barely standing. The beautifully carved stone pillars and statues around the building still stand proud, but the wooden portions that knit it all together is completely falling away in some places. Denice practically growls in frustration on looking at some graffiti some kids spray-painted onto the base of one of the stone pillars in the main hall. The church is on the outskirts of the town, so the town guard do not watch over this place. Little brats can break in here and defile its halls all they like with no one to stop them. This was to be a place of worship, not some kid's afterschool hangout!

Most of the common folk stopped coming here when the Eternal One that it was dedicated to was killed by another. Only the well versed continued to come here knowing that the Eternal Ones are.... well, eternal. They were all originally a single God that shattered itself into a million pieces to explore the universe it ruled over. These fragments were no stronger than the average person and so they died of illness, peril, or simply old age. But every time one of them dies; all of the remaining ones become more powerful. When all but one has been killed, the last Eternal One standing becomes the true God once again. Knowing this- many of the Eternal Ones have turned on one another. By killing their fellows, they gain more power. The Eternal One this church worshipped is long dead now- but he was but a fragment of a whole. He isn't gone- he has transmuted to a form closer to its true self. So Denice still comes here to pray, and to attempt to maintain the place, but she can only do so much.

There is no hearth to warm the ancient halls, and the old stones of its framework seem to drink in the cold. Denice wanders its halls wrapped in a large, thick brown leather hooded cloak. The hem and inner layer is a silky smooth cyan fabric that makes it quite comfortable to wear around herself. Her raven hair is bound into a braid on either side of her head that loop over her ears and unite into a single braid in the back. If she lets it down; her hair reaches the small of her back. Her bust is a mere jiggly B cup- just enough that you can see the faint shadow of them through her top. Her eyes are bright and a striking ice-blue, like the eyes of a husky or wolf.

Tonight, Denice plans to stay an entire day in the church in an attempt to catch the children in the act and drive them from this place. There are red and orange leaves at the corners of the halls- having fallen through holes in the roof over the years, they have built up quite a bit in some places. She can see the silver clouds in the sky, following pillars of light up to the holes. The sconces in the building long ago ran out of material to burn, so some places are very dark all of the time, for this reason she carries with her a torch. Just a bat of wood wrapped in cloth dipped in pine resin and lit aflame. Simple, but effective. It is autumn now and the trees in the area have half of their leaves still with them at most, and some trees are entirely naked. Denice is made a bit paranoid of the sounds. There are so many loose leaves rustling around that sometimes it sounds like someone walking through them, when it is merely the wind. The dry leaves put a pleasant smell in the air though, and that helps calm her somewhat.

When finally the teenagers arrived, Denice sprang into action! She tried to scare them in her sudden appearance, and then use a commanding tone to scare them off. She utterly failed on both accounts. Denice forgot to factor in the 'I'm invincible' mindset many teenagers have, and the fact that her voice is quite feminine and higher of pitch... not at all intimidating. Not only that, but in spite of being almost ten years older than all of them; they are all as tall as she is, and one of them even taller than her. She is a rather petite woman, which again- doesn't help her intimidate anyone. Not only did she not scare them off- they threw rocks at her and drove her to take shelter deeper into the building before they decided to leave simply from annoyance of her efforts. They would definitely be back again in spite of her efforts.

Denice rubbed her head, then looked at her hand and seen the blood smeared across her palm. "Wow, those little bastards are animals. Never mind respecting the church of Hul'aru; they wouldn't even care to respect the true God, Theo."

Particularly disrespectful because Hul'aru was not arbitrarily chosen as worship here- till his death; he was the founder and mayor of their town for over a hundred years. Oh, but now that is power does not loom intimidatingly over them- they are quick to mock him. Denice grew up close to the church and always came here as a child in the shadow of a devout father. The church has been in disrepair for longer than Denice has lived, but this place holds many special memories for her, even aside from its divine purposes.

Denice wandered back into the main hall and up onto the main podium to stand before the weathered statue of Hul'aru. She placed a hand on its shoulder. "I am sorry, Eternal One. I wish I could watch over this place all of the time, and drive off those vermin. AAh!" She quickly pulls her hand away, feeling a heat bordering a burn.

Denice looked between the statue and her hand and realized only now that she neglected to rub the blood off. On making contact with the statue, her blood heated to nearly boiling for a moment. Her hear beat became erratic- beating several times off-rhythm. She felt a sudden urge to stand her ground- an unnatural and sudden boost of confidence.

Denice felt an odd pressure in her bones, causing her body to lock up somewhat, so she fell forward a bit and caught herself on the lectern at the front of the main chamber, just across from the statue built into the back wall. Outside it started to rain- though because of how many holes the roof had; it was raining INSIDE a bit too. Denice looked puzzled at her hands as she felt a pinching feeling in her fingertips and the skin under her fingernails quickly turned an irritated red. She felt something pushing through her skin and seen a pale stripe under her fingernails sliding forward! The tip of a claw exposed itself beyond the edge of all her fingernails before the nail started to dislodge itself from her fingers and the claws grew! The claws pushed the skin down further, partially eclipsing the tip of each digit. Denice cried out from the sharp pain as the claws grew out full and completely replaced her nails, which fell away! Like a cat's talons; these claws are an extension of the bone in her digits themselves, making them very sturdy. They extended about an inch and a half and are only slightly curved, but still have very sharp points.

"W...what-? Uh-o-oh, no..."

Her body wobbled in place as she felt the pressure in her bones surge up from her fingertips, into, and through her body. It faded slowly at the base of her spine, but when it touched her feet it did not go away at all, it only grew in strength! She pushed herself back from the lectern in a bit of a panic to scramble and get her shoes off, feeling the same thing now in her toes as she did her fingers- but her shoes did not have room for such claws. Denice collapsed onto all fours as her ankles shoved back abruptly on their own, yanking free of her shoes! When she fell onto all fours her ankles raised... but then continued to raise. The bones in her feet are lengthening drastically, putting her toes and ankles very far apart from each other. The bones were not fusing though- she was not becoming unguligrade, she is turning digitigrade. The end of her feet seemed to want to splay out- so her efforts to remove her shoes quickly became no less motivated for having half her foot escape them on their own. Once freed, she seen the claws overtaking her toes, but also her toes themselves changing! They became much longer and fanned out to spread out. Fat deposits bubbled up on the base of each toe created a soft pad to walk on.

Denice had to grab the base of the lectern and climb it to lift herself up again because her legs were still bulking up, causing her to become more and more unbalanced. Her legs were twice, and then three times as long as her arms are! The extended feet gave her a foot and a half of extra height alone, but the rest of her legs also grew slightly longer too! Her thigh muscles hardened, trapped in an involuntary flex as they swelled larger and larger. This increased the size of her butt too, by association. Her thighs became quite robust, but also pretty solid because they did not bulk up with fat but still retained the fat she already had there as a protective layer over the muscle. For a bit it felt like she was walking on stilts- not at all used to having limbs so long. Having her point of view so far off the ground so suddenly was disorienting to say the least. Though her thighs were meaty now, her lower legs remained as narrow as before, making them look quite thin in comparison. Her skin had also changed color, and the coloration seemed to be bleeding through her skin upward. The parts of her leg that altered immediately turned color- but it was spreading to the unchanged parts too slowly. The new skin color is a dark, charcoal grey. Her claws also took this coloration- but fade to translucent at the very tips where the bone gives way to a keratin coating.

The changes seemed to pause a moment, giving her time to catch her breath and stagger around on her new feet trying to get used to these legs. "A... a blessing of the Eternal Ones? But... what sort of form is this?"

She lifted her left leg and clasped her toes together, flexing them to test them. Her feet were almost like another pair of hands now! Denice's toes are long enough and can divide far enough that she can use them as fingers! Her body seemed to undulate several times as the feeling of growth surged again, seemingly travelling through her body, bouncing between various locations where it lingered long enough to be amplified by the concurrent ripples. She lurched onto the lectern again for support, but the growth pulled her arms further from her, causing her grip to slip and she collapsed into the lectern, her torso resting against it, then on its edge... then on its top. Her entire body is getting bigger... or at least longer! Her arms did not bulk up like her upper legs, but they did grow significantly longer to better match her legs! The ulna bone in her forearm also extended backwards however, overlapping and then completely bypassing her elbow joint! Like a quadruped animal, the bone overlapped the humerus above it- allowing it to be braced together. This makes her arm joints drastically stronger. Unlike quadruped beasts though- her ulna extended even further, creating a slightly hooked cone off her elbow, only encapsulated in a layer of thick skin- she can technically use it as a weapon. She can perforate someone by elbowing them. Now the dark grey skin color had swallowed most of all four limbs.

Not having a mirror handy; Denice did not see that areas with higher blood flow were also already turned. Her lips, inner labia, clit, and her nipple and areola are all matte black- even darker than the deep grey. Her midriff exposed itself as her spine became longer and larger- below her clothes the spine segments became more clearly visible through her skin. Denice's face flushed red and she bucked her hips forward in sudden pleasure, practically cradling the lectern between her legs! All the muscles in her lower back and crotch seemed to surge and seethe toward a single point- her tail bone. The existing bones swelled bigger and the final bone swelled longer, then with a dull, muffled pop it broke into two- then the newborn vertebrae also grew long and popped into two! After breaking off, the two segments remained apart only long enough for a cushion of cartilage to form between them and then the process was repeated. Each dull pop tugged the skin longer and the muscles squirmed further out. The growth of the tail shoved her pants down, which would have caused them to fall off entirely- but her enlarged thighs caught them. Denice squirmed in place, grinding her inner thighs together over her radiantly hot vulva- her tail's growth caused a tide of pleasure that ebbed back and forth between its stretching length; and never entirely abated. The growth is far too close to her pussy for it to not be affected. The outer labia turned grey now, and swelled fatter, though because it was only the outer that grew- this better hid her inner labia and clamped her pussy shut. Her pubic hair completely fell out as the grey skin advanced under it, falling off like dust. Her cooing and squirming from the pleasure worked her lowered pants still lower, and once they passed the mid-point of her thighs there was nothing left to hold them up and they fell off completely.

When her tail became long enough and she gained enough muscle mobility in it, Denice quickly shoved back from the lectern a bit and looped her tail between her legs, grabbing onto it with both hands and pulling! It felt like a good stretch after sitting down for a long while, or finally getting to scratch an annoying itch, except the feeling did not pass. When she pulled her tail up, the base also squished into her pussy, and her natural lube started to drip around her tail from her red-hot slit. Denice had to keep shifting her grip on the tail as it grew longer and longer- soon she was holding it at chest level, then flopping it over the lectern as it continued to grow past the height of her own body, and still longer than that!

"OoOoh-hooo! S-so looong... longer. D-don't s-s-stooah-op! Mmmm~!"

The base of the tail actually started to project off her torso at the small of her back- the muscle projecting out before the bone itself, making the tail seem to start higher up than it actually does. The base became as thick around as her meaty thighs and because of how extraordinarily long it is- it gets progressively narrower at a VERY gradual pace. Even with her immensely increased height- Denice's tail did not stop till it was nearly three times the length of her own height! The end ballooned up into a spade shaped tip- the spade is fat in the middle but the edges are quite narrow. The spaded end has a higher keratin concentration, making it much harder than her flesh- if she whips her tail hard enough she can cut or spear someone on the tip.

Even after it finished growing and the automatic pleasure ended, Denice whipped it around herself, wagging its entire length. The newborn skin and muscle in it was not desensitized to the world yet and is very sensitive- the tail just feels good to have. Moving the base around enough also tugs on her anus too- if she pulls it up as far as she can it stretches her lil butthole. She blushed as a thought occurred to her... the spade tip is vaguely phallic.... her tail is more than long enough to penetrate herself with it. She did feel odd twitches of muscle in her lower back though that she still could not identify. When she moved her tail around occasionally she would feel something else shift, separate from the tail. Denice managed to twist herself around far enough to see two fat tubes sticking out of her lower back, just above her tail- so just below the halfway point of her torso. She had no idea what they were though. She still had not turned far enough to recognize what species she was being turned into- the fact she can only view herself in first person did not make it any easier to comprehend.

Her midriff is quite long now too thanks to the overall growth spurt- making her torso very flexible. Denice obviously does not have a measuring tape, but going by how high she was compared to the statue before and how high up she is now- Denice estimates her height around a whopping ten or eleven feet. Her form is very narrow still though, which is why her shirt still fits- although it only covers 3/4rths of her arms now and basically only enough of her chest to cover her breasts. She groans at the built up heat in her body and gently takes off her cloak to rest on the lectern. Her eyes lock onto a pillar of diffused light from a hole in the roof and wanders over to it, standing in the rain coming through. She sighs in relief. The autumn rain is very chill- which feels divine against her hot body. Now with a moment to think, she feels herself over a bit more. The grey flesh is springier than her normal human flesh- the pours are tiny which makes it look and feel very smooth. It is also utterly devoid of hair. Humans have a light peach fuzz coating of hair over most of their bodies- she now lacked even that. She pat her midriff, noting it was tighter than before too- more muscular but not so much that she had a six pack. Her belly button is stretched quite long vertically thanks to her torso extending- the soft divot between her symmetrical muscles travels up her long mid-section.

Denice seen something move out of the corner of her eye and looked toward it but seen nothing. It kept moving! She turned in a full circle, tossing off beads of rainwater as she twirled trying to find this thing, before realizing it was on her eye. It remained in the corner of her vision because it's on her eye itself. A patch of light. Then small dots of light started to form in other places of her vision. Her ice blue eyes started to darken- flecks of royal purple started to bleed into her iris; which to her looked like patches of light in her vision. The purple iris can see in the dark. When the purple had completely overcome her iris, she could see into the blackened corners of the church without needing a torch. Her pupils gave a surge, and gained four points which then slowly stretched out. Her pupils stretched into a cross-shape, rather than circles.

Denice groaned as her nipples tightened even beyond what the cool rainwater running down her could do. Her inner heat once again battled the chill water as her breasts started to firm up and then swell out! Her top was form fitting to begin with, so now that her breasts grew their shape became more and more obvious, pressed into the fabric. Her areola puffed up a bit and her nipples grew a bit in girth and length till their shape was perfectly outlined in the stretched fabric! The darkness from her black areola turned her breasts to the grey flesh which spread across her chest and upper back quickly, consuming her entire body. The meat tubes on her lower back grew longer and longer- calcium dust gathered in their core and turned to jelly, then condensed further into soft bone, then hard bone. The tubes grew long enough to develop a joint and then started to branch into what at first looked like fingers- but the outer skin stretched with them rather than dividing... she is growing bat-like wings!

It made no outwardly audible sounds, but because the changes that came next were in her own head- Denice could hear the groan of stretching bone quite clearly. It is a similar sound to the trunk of a tree, groaning from an onslaught of powerful wind. The fabric was also getting so tight around her growing breasts that the movement of her boobs against it was starting to chafe her nipples. Denice grabbed her top intending to yank it off, but when she seen how easily the tips of her claws perforated the fabric she dug into her cleavage and yanked the shirt apart- easily tearing it in half to free her meaty melons! Released from their pressurized confines; her breasts surged forward, projecting away from one another before making a loud clap as they fall back against each other in a wobbling fit! Because the grey flesh is tighter and bouncier- her breasts also gained these traits, allowing them to project further out from her chest than they sagged down, though because of their size; they still drooped into a tear-drop shape. Her nipples are so big and hard she could probably cut glass with them. Her breasts made faint straining sounds from the tissue growth and the limit of her transformation catching up with each other. Each breast was easily larger than her head- what looked like unnaturally pert G cups at least- though it was hard to tell size when literally everything on her body had also grown or changed shape in some way.

Denise held the sides of her head and hunched over, the sound of stretching bone almost deafening and she could feel her heart beat strong around the base of two horns as they lanced the skin over her temples and slid out. The veins broke by the horns, causing her to bleed a bit, but then the horns stretched the opening far enough that blood could not escape- and then the veins simply transformed to reroute around the base while a few dug into the roots of the horns themselves to feed them. Her horns grew straight out from the sides of her head, but continually grew at a curved angle, causing them to spiral out looking like a corkscrew! When they finally stopped they jut out a foot and a half from her head at least- but were relatively thin the entire length. The surface of the horns is ribbed- each rib marks the edge of a different layer, making the very tip of the horns the innermost layer and the base of the horn where all layers overlap.

She softly flicked her enlarged dark nipples and caused the ends of her boobs to bob. "Oh... I don't need these to drive people off but... I wouldn't mind a little change f-for... myself."

Denice winced at a pain in her scalp and quickly realized her hair was rapidly growing- but its stuck in her braids, so she frantically undid them to let it out; though had a bit of difficulty trying to do that with her new claws. Because of how tight her braids were, when she releases her hair it is wildly wavy, even though it is naturally straight. Denise was shocked by the cascade of shimmering raven black hair that already billowed out when she released it! It fell into a curtain on either side of her head and continued to grow downward till it touched the floor- though she was hunched over slightly. If she stood perfectly straight it would clear the floor by about three or four inches. Her canine teeth also extended into four fangs, and for a few moments she let her mouth hand open in a long groan as her tongue narrowed but grew quite long- becoming pointed at the end. Her mouth widened a bit as well, and her lips became a bit bigger- more pillowy. Her ears itched with blood pressure and heat of increased blood flow, so when her changes once again plateaued; Denice reached up and massaged her ear tips to settle the feeling. Her ears are now at least six or seven inches long, and narrow and pointed now too. Unlike the ears of most animals though, she did not have any additional muscle control in them, and their base is firmly affixed to her head and unable to move around.

Her newly developed wings were tender, and she gave a stuttered sigh of relief as she stretched them out fully for the first time and the nerves in them came alive. The thin but durable membrane that connected the framework of the wings connected from the furthest tip to what looked like an elbow-like joint. But then another segment of membrane connected the other side of the elbow joint down the first two feet of her tail on its sides. Moving the framing bones of the wings was exactly like using the fingers on her hand- because they basically are exactly that. She moved them around herself and brought them up, feeling the wings with her 'normal' hands. The membrane feels like the surface of a trampoline- durable and not easily broken, but very, VERY springy. It also feels even smoother than the rest of her skin- to the point where it almost feels like it is wet even when it is dry, because there is almost no friction. Using the wings felt just like having another pair of arms, though their position was a bit odd. They don't have separate shoulder plates- they share a figure-eight shaped bone locked to the middle of the spine, so they stick out from her body much closer to her spine than arms would.

Looking at herself and just how she moves now, it was hard not to think of herself as a monster, even if it was still just her on the inside. Denice opened her wings backward and bowed forward- using her wings like an umbrella as she looked into the shallow puddle on the floor under her, using it as a mirror to finally see herself. She turned into a Gargoyle! They are creatures attuned to the element of Earth- they original lived deep underground. When human kind cast shadows over the land with their large buildings etched of stone the Gargoyles started to emerge on the surface, using the shadow of human structures to hide from the sunlight. Their flesh does not take to solar radiation well, which prevented them from ever coming to the surface... until humans came along. They are omnivorous like humans and generally not a threat to have around- if anything they scare off other potential dangers, so humans started to carve statues of the Gargoyles to adorn their buildings with. This church already has many around the outside.

Denice hummed in built up arousal... all the involuntary pleasure worked her up, but she never got a full release. She got down onto all fours- having to put her feet back and further apart to make up for the difference of length between arm and leg that still existed. Her long tail slithered around her in the air like a serpent, through her legs, pressing between her breasts to divide them a bit before looping over her shoulder, across the middle of her back, back up between her legs and plunging the fat spade-tip into her tight pussy! She rammed it into herself over and over, hard enough to make her entire body rock- so she could feel the weight of her large tits rocking back and forth- the warm weight gently tugging on her chest. She tightened the grip of her tail on her body and plunged even more into herself! It nudged against her cervix and then turned around- the tail started to bunch up and coil itself inside of her, stretching the walls of her pussy further apart! She flipped a segment of her tail around her right tit and squeezed its base- causing the boob to project forward and pull tight while she leaned to that side and grabbed the other breast with her hand- holding herself up on only one. Denice increased the grip of her tail even more, crushing her torso hard enough that it was hard to breathe- she liked it. She stuffed even more tail into her pussy, stretching it even wider! You could faintly see coils of tail through her crotch and lower gut! Pussy juice dripped freely between tail folds and gathered on the stone floor under her, pooling with the blades of grass between huge stone blocks. The shimmer of light traveled down her long hair like the white crests of ocean waves- though in this position her hair touched and fanned out across the floor some distance away from her.

She looked up to the statue of the Eternal One at the base from her position on the floor. "T-thank you f-f-for thi-hiiiss form! Ah~!"

Denise was shocked a moment as her skin once again changed color, starting from her toes! It turned a dark blue-grey, and became stone! She hit an explosive orgasm and her lower body quickly petrified, turning to stone all the way up to her thighs and most of her butt. Her hands also turned to stone, then her wrist before tapering back to flesh at her forearms. She would have collapsed from the muscle tremors and pleasure otherwise- but because she petrified she remained held firmly in place even without muscle control. Coils of tail flopped wetly out of her pussy and the stretched opening slowly closed up behind the expunged tail while she caught her breath again. The petrified portion of her body also relaxed, turning back to skin and regaining its dark grey color.

Denise forgot about that part. In order to protect themselves from the harsh sunlight- if a Gargoyle is trapped on the surface when the sun comes up, it is able to use its affinity to the Earth element to turn itself to stone. Sunlight cannot affect a Gargoyle while it's made of stone- though that also means it is unable to move or defend itself during the day. Because of this- Gargoyles instinctively go to sleep as soon as daybreaks and turn to stone, waking only at night, or if there are harsh enough storms that the sky is blacked out. Denice looked up at the nearby hole in the roof. She could fix that, if she could reach it. There isn't really enough room to try and fly indoors- by the time she got enough lift to fully use her wings she would hit her head on the roof. She walked over to the wall and placed a hand on it, concentrating on the feel of the stone. The stone seemed to bubble out, expanding into her hand and she gripped it. She placed another hand higher and did the same thing- as soon as she let go of the first bubble of stone it turned to dust and crumbled back off. She can reshape earth- half the entire structure of made of stone. Using all six of her limbs to climb, creating temporary handholds; Denise reached the roof and touched one stone arch then moved her arm across to the next- crossing the hole in the wooden portion of the roof. The stone from the arch stretched, following the motion of her hand and connected to the other, overlapping and thus plugging the hole.

Denice slithered through the inside of the building, creating stone ribs to reinforce the structure and overlap holes. She then took flight and darted around the outside of the structure doing the same thing. The church became still darker on the inside now that the holes were plugged, though the rain, snow, and leaves would no longer collect inside. She worked all through the night, since her new purple eyes could see perfectly fine in the darkness. She flinched at the touch of light on the horizon as the sun started to rise again, but she was already done her repairs anyway; it was time to rest. She hunched over, resting her large tits on her knees and her hands on the roof on either side of herself. Her tail coiled several times around her arms and legs and her body quickly darkened to a blue-grey and petrified to stone, shielding her from the sun to sleep. When it turns to stone- the individual threads of her hair gather together on their own, so when they turn to stone they all form a single sheet.

The teens returned the next day, and immediately found her discarded clothing scraps on the floor and her cloak neatly folded on the lectern.

"Holy shit, she is running around naked somewhere?"

"What a pervert. Crazy religious fanatics, man."

"Maybe she is still around? I wouldn't mind seeing her naked, haha."

One of the boys rattled a can of spray paint, looking to the pillar he already tagged once. Denise slammed into the floor, falling from the rafters. She cupped her wings downward as she fell so the air pressure when she landed blasted them hard enough to almost knock the teens on their ass. She coiled her tail around one of their throats and yanked them off the ground, yanking them behind her as she grabbed another by the head gently in threat and looked to the third who immediately dropped the can and just immediately ran without saying a word.

Denice smiled. "Time to go home children."