Gargoyle Transformation
She moved through the kata with precision, never missing a step, never losing her balance, never pausing to think about the next move. Her timing was exquisite, and the other students in the dojo looked at her with awe as she executed each technique expertly. She whirled around the room, changing directions as if her feet never even touched the ground. Leaping into the air, it felt to her as if her body was in slow motion, she could feel the muscles in her legs tightening, beginning to throw her leg through the air in the kick that she intended. Her foot arced across her line of sight and she could see in her mind's eye each toe, tight together, pointed in the correct fashion, as they passed in front of her like troops passing in review before a commander. She was proud of them as they fell slowly from her view, and she was confident that they were changing position in preparation for her landing. Her body twisted slowly, ready for the spin that would slow her momentum and keep her from falling. She felt her abdominals tighten as her foot neared the ground, but she felt something else.
In slow motion still, she felt her toes brush the ground with just a bit too much speed. They never gained purchase, and she pinwheeled her arms in a desperate attempt to prevent the inevitable. She fell, hard, landing flat on her face, but her mind was no longer on her failed technique, or even the room around her. There was something else, a feeling she couldn't ignore.
As she drew herself up into a crouch, and then stood slowly, she closed her eyes tightly and a small sigh escaped her lips. Her hand went to her breast unconsciously and she felt what she somehow had expected to. It was bigger. Not much, just ever so slightly, but even as she thought of this, she could feel it swell against her palm. The growth sent a small wave of pleasure through her, against her will, and she felt it run its course, sweeping all the way to her toes. Pausing, she looked around the room, and saw that everyone's eyes were on her, stunned and shocked at what they were seeing. She thought to excuse herself from the room, but just as she moved another shock went through her body, stronger this time. Her hand shot back to her breast, and she felt it growing steadily this time. The warm feeling was now spreading through her body, intensifying and growing harder to push from her thoughts. Becoming overwhelmed, she unconsciously slid a hand down her fit body to her crotch, the immense pleasure swelling there causing her to gasp again, losing herself completely. Her breasts swelled outward slowly, but visibly. Her shirt began to tighten across her back and chest, and her free hand slid across their growing mass rubbing and squeezing sensuously as her other hand found its way inside of her pants and down her muscled, feminine stomach to her pussy, moist with the ecstasy coursing through her body. Her breast were passing the C range, and headed to the D's as her shirt continued to tighten. Her nipples pressed against the taught fabric and she rubbed one unknowingly, moaning in barely contained pleasure.
As her breasts continued swelling into the D range, her shirt lifted, exposing her tight, toned, midriff. She reached further into her panties, the pleasure becoming too much for her, and carefully slid a finger into her pussy. The pleasure mounted as she entered herself, her pussy slippery with juices now, and her breasts reached the end of their growth. With a short, sharp scream, she came into her hand, her back arching as her body tightened and her pussy grasped her fingers tightly. Her body felt warm and comfortable as the pleasure slowly subsided, and she became aware of the people in the room around her, and her own panting.
She brushed the hair out of her eyes as she rose from her knees and looked around the room. No one moved. They stared blankly at her, expressions of shock fixed on their faces, and she became more aware of the uncomfortable tightness on her chest and back. She needed to be free of it. Still unable to think straight, she pulled her shirt slowly over her head, her breasts bouncing freely back to her chest. As she threw the shirt to the side, she looked down at her body. Her breasts stood proudly out from her chest, a solid D cup. They looked pert and firm, and as she brought her hands up to fondle them, they felt soft and warm. Her nipples stood out proudly, and she fingered them thoughtfully as the cool air flowed around the new curves she had just been blessed with. As she began to realize that something needed to be said to the people standing in the room around her, she felt a familiar sensation begin again, this time focused on her hips. Her stomach tightened as she felt her hips begin to expand slowly outward, drawing her body into a more womanly figure. She felt her pants tightening around her waist, and she quickly undid the drawstring and pushed them off, unsure of how far her body would go this time. She moaned in pleasure again as her ass rounded out slightly and her hips finished growing. They had grown to just beyond the proportions of an average woman, and she looked down to see that her body had become the ideal of womanly perfection. Her golden hair fell in a ponytail down to her mid back, and she stood straight, almost defiant, amidst her clothing. Her breasts rose and fell beautifully with her heavy breathing, her pussy glistening in the fluorescent light. She put her hands on her hips and tried to get her breathing under control.
Even as she remembered she was standing naked in a small room full of people, the changes continued. A jolt of pleasure shot from her stomach to her pussy, and she gasped quickly at the intense pleasure that centered there. She looked down to see her lips puffing slowly and she reached a hand down to it, almost unsure of what to do. Even as her hand touched her swollen lips, she felt changes begin internally. She cried out, gasping for breath as she felt the inside of her pussy growing and swelling, as if she were being filled by an invisible penis. She dropped to her knees, and then to one hand as the pleasure became too much for her. Her fingers slid inside her dripping opening as if it were not up to her. She could feel a mounting pressure as she furiously pounded her fingers faster and faster, her soft, slippery folds enveloping them easily. She was completely unaware of the room around her as the feeling clouded her thoughts. She could feel nothing beyond the burning need in her loins, juices flowing freely down her thighs as she entered herself again and again, deeper and deeper.
With a wordless scream, her mouth opened and she came with a furious throbbing she had never experienced before. Wave after wave wracked her body, and she could feel each muscle in her body tense individually as her pussy spasmed with a strengh she had never felt. It gripped her hand tightly as she lost herself in the amazing feelings that flowed through her.
Slowly, she began to gain more control of her thoughts, and she slowly rose to her knees, brushing the hair out of her face. She knelt weakly, her breasts heaving, as her juices dripped from her swollen opening down her legs, and off her hand. She barely glanced around the room this time, wondering if it was over, before her body was wracked with change again. She felt a sensation, almost a hard pinch at the base of her spine, and fell again onto her hands and knees, breathing heavily.
The pleasure was mixed with discomfort this time, thought it wasn't outright pain. She could feel something pushing out of her slowly, and looked over her shoulder to see a muscular tail making its way out of her lower back. It was thin now, but as the feeling increased, she could see the tail was growing thicker at the base as it grew longer in length. Arching her back and pushing her ass into the air, she let out a groan while her tail continued to grow. It pushed further and further from her back, slowly, but the girl still felt a sensual pleasure from the experience. The cool air in the room flowed softly around her swollen pussy and her ass as the tail continued to stretch from her, thick and muscular. She arched her back even further and couldn't resist reaching between her legs to massage her aching clit with one hand as her change continued. The pleasure mounted and her tail reached its full length of 6 feet just as she was feeling the beginnings of the next change.
The pleasure mounted as pressure built in her shoulder blades. She flexed her new tail, moving it from side to side, and marveling at having control of a body part she didn't own a few minutes before. She could feel the muscles along her spine flex with each movement of her tail, and she dwelled on these new sensations as the pinch and the pressure continued to build in her shoulder blades. She rubbed circles around her clit as her pleasure mounted all over her body and her breathing quickened. Her feet began to stretch, her toes pushing farther away from her heel as they lengthened and changed. She began panting as it seemed her body was building toward some sort of monumental release. She gave up the circle motion to dig three fingers into her pussy, gasping at the feeling as more juices flowed down her legs, soaking the floor. She worked her pussy relentlessly, moaning as her body continued to change, sensations she never knew working on her psyche and pushing her deeper and deeper into pure bliss.
When she thought she couldn't take it anymore, moaning and screaming, aching for release, everything let go at once. Wings as broad as she was tall spread from her upper back, tensed with the overpowering orgasm that shot through her body. Her back arched, and she felt every muscle in her body, old and new, tense as she came, hard, again and again. She screamed out loud, the floor soaked with her juices, and she felt her pussy spasm furiously against her hand. It seemed as if she would pass out from ecstasy, just as the pleasure began to subside. Her wings folded to her side, and she rolled off of her knees to lay panting in the middle of the floor, her stomach rippling softly beneath her smooth skin and a soft veneer of sweat.
Slowly, she stood. Her body was magnificent. Broad wings stood out from her back and hung powerfully at her sides. Her feet had reshaped into those more fitting of a gargoyle, and her powerful tail whipped lazily from side to side behind her. Her womanly form was perfect, beyond reproach, and her blond hair still fell charmingly from the ponytail it had been in. Her broad hips, full, round, breasts, and tight stomach were only accentuated to an extreme by her new additions. She stood naked in the center of the room, and only now looked around her. Nearly everyone had left the room, and the door hung ajar, creaking lazily as the cool air moved in and out of the room. Behind her, she heard a noise and turned to see another student still in the room. He looked at her nervously, and grinned slightly. He was the only one left. She closed the door and turned to face him. She grinned.