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The Denseri Chronicles

Eight Invocation

The Yellow Eyed Monster

Rye stood at the doorway to the small home gym, watching with a smile as Panthera jogged briskly on the treadmill. Her sports bra was doing an adequate job in restraining her large breasts, but they still bounced around under her pink top with each stride she took. Her small white shorts hugged the curve of her ass, cut short and clinging tight to the large cheeks, her tail flew out behind her with each step she took.

He had been standing and watching her for a good ten minutes. Her moving form was entrancing and distracting at the same time. Even if her clothing was half soaked with sweat, she still didn't look any less attractive.

The lioness didn't seem to notice him; she had her mind focused on her music. The cord for her headphones led down to where she kept her music player, shoved into her cleavage.

Rye bit his lip and started walking towards her, fighting the urge just to grab her and throw her to the floor. She wouldn't mind, but he had things to do and fucking his girlfriend would get in the way.

Softly he cursed the fact that anything could get in the way of screwing Panthera.

His ears perked up as she slowed down to turn the machine off. It took a few moments for the belt to come to a stop, and once it did she stepped off, humming along to her music. Turning around she pulled back in surprise as she found Rye waiting for her.

He gave her a smile, which she returned as she reached up and pulled her headphones of. "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see what you were doing tonight."

She finished a hand down into her cleavage and pulled out her music player, switching it off and wrapping the headphones around it. "Nothing I must do," she said with a small smile, tucking the player back into place.

"Good, because I just got off the phone with Zoie," Rye said, walking up to place his hands on her shoulders, moving close enough that her breasts brushed against his chest.

Her ears flicked back as her smile grew a bit wider. "Oh? What did she have to say?"

"That her girlfriend has something fun she wants to be, and it's the kind of fun where we can join in," he said, moving closer to her, leaning up until they were nose to nose, the smell of her workout clung to her fur and he could see a few drips of sweat falling from her whiskers.

Panthera smiled and slipped her hands around his back, pulling him against her restrained breasts. "Oh really? I'm always up for some fun, and I still haven't gotten to meet her girlfriend."

"We will tonight."

She giggled and kissed Rye for a few seconds before pulling away. "Sounds like a blast. I'm going to have to jump in the shower before we go anywhere."

The fox nodded, his tail flicking happily behind him as he slipped his hands around her. He slid them down over her wet back to cup at her ass, giving it a firm squeeze. "I don't mind, you're going to get sweaty again anyway."

"It's a different kind of sweat."

"True," he replied, pulling her tightly to him and kissing her one more time. "I need to talk with Shawn anyway, so we'll go when you're clean."

"Shawn?" she asked as she slipped out of his arms.

Rye nodded as she walked back to the exercise equipment and picking up her towel. He watched her walk for a moment, a smile on his face. "Jean is showing up tonight, and I thought she would like to come along."

The lioness turned back around, rubbing the towel under her hair, drying the fur on the back of her neck. "It sounds like it's going to be a big group."

"Zoie asked me to bring a few women along," he replied.

She nodded and smiled to him. "Then go chat with Shawn, and I'll go get cleaned up. Then we can all get dirty," she said with a smile and a flick of her tail.

Rye let out a chuckle, and then reached back to run his fingers along the length of her tail. "Take your time, love." His touch brought a purr from her as her tail tuft slipped over his fingers.

"I will," she replied.

As he was walking away he felt her tail slap over his ass. He jumped in surprised and looked back at her, finding the lioness smirking at him.

"You're a tease," he said.

Panthera's smirked moved into a full smile, her ears twisting to the side. "I try!"

He shook his head and slipped out the gym, hearing her giggle as he left.

The fox smiled to himself and started down the hallway towards the bedrooms. He had originally gone to the gym looking for Shawn; it was where he usually went in the late afternoon. Stopping by the bunny's room he discovered it was just as empty.

With a sigh Rye turned away and headed towards the living room. He reached out slightly with his magic, searching the house for his friend, but couldn't find him anywhere.

Instead he found Lisa in the kitchen. She was reading a magazine with a small smile on her face. "Lisa?" he asked.

She looked up, her smile growing a bit wider. "Yes?"

"Have you seen Shawn?"

She shook her head, and then careful closed her magazine, setting it on the table. "He left around lunch time. He said he would be back before dark."

"I see... I hope it's not too long, I wanted to talk to him before we leave."

"Oh? Where are you doing?" she asked, standing up, arching her back and thrusting out her chest. Her enhanced breasts stretched out her shirt, the fabric pulling tight across her small nipples.

He gave her a smile, watching the show. "Panthera and I are going to Zoie's place. Her girlfriend has a fun idea and asked me to bring as many girls as I could. I wanted to invite Jean."

The wolf's ears perked up a bit and her smile returned. "Can I come along?"

"Are you sure? I didn't think you were that amorous."

Lisa giggled a bit. "If you haven't noticed, I'm not the same girl I was when I came here," she said, thrusting her large chest outwards again.

"That is obvious. We'll be leaving once Panthera is out of the shower. Though if Shawn isn't back by then we might have to wait a bit longer."

"Go on ahead, I'll wait for Shawn and make sure Jean knows what is going on. I'm sure she'll love to come."

Rye smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Thank you."

"I'm happy to help, but I do have a request," she replied, her smile growing larger.

The fox smiled and reached down to grab her breasts, squeezing the flesh, feeling the tight skin move over her full implants. "Let me guess, bigger?"

Lisa rolled her eyes then nodded.

Leaning in, Rye kissed her softly on the lips, his magic growing quickly. It danced from his fingers and across her chest, the full implants swelling even larger, her skin creaking softly as it stretched to take on the new mass. He broke the kiss a few moments later and looked down at her strained shirt, pawing at the new breasts.

"There, now you're a match for Panthera," he declared. It wasn't exactly true. She would fill the same bra as Panthera did, but nowhere near as well. Unlike the lioness's breasts, Lisa's didn't have any real sag to them, they were just a bit too full and stood out a bit too round. Any comparison of the two women wouldn't reflect that well on the wolf.

"Good," she replied, her eyes half closed as she pressed her enhanced chest into his hands.

He slipped his paws away and pulled her into a hug. As she pressed against him he worked his hands over the length of her back, building up the extra muscles she would need to carry all of that weight.

"Rye. There's one more thing," she said, nuzzling into his neck.

"What's that?" he asked in return, still teasing over her back. The changes were done, but he enjoyed the contact with her.

Lisa paused for a moment, and when he looked up at her we was surprised to see that she was blushing, the dark red burning in her ears. Her eyes were still tightly closed as she finally spoke. "Can you get me a job at the Cat Box?"

Pulling away he slid his hands up to her shoulders. "You want to be a stripper?"

She nodded, her eyes finally opened as she looked down at her huge breasts. "With these on my chest, what else could I do?" she asked, bouncing on her toes.

"I'm sure there are a lot of things, but if you want that I can arrange it. Thought why didn't you ask from the start instead of the slow change?" He ran the back of her hand over the side of her head, teasing her mind a bit to give her all the skills she would need to dance, and dance well.

Her blush grew a bit more. "I didn't know at first. It was just something different and fun and it felt nice. I liked getting bigger, feeling the new weight and how everything moved when I moved. I really liked the attention it got me, everyone watches me when I walk by; they can't keep from looking. Stripping at the Cat Box would get me more of that attention."

Rye smiled and kissed her softly on the nose. "I understand. I'll call Xander in the morning and see if I can set up a trying out for you, I'm sure you'll do fine," he ran his fingers through her hair, making it longer and healthier. He liked watching long hair spinning around. "I've made sure you know what you're doing, but you should put in some practice."

"Thank you," she replied, and kissed his nose in return.

"I'm glad to help." The fox pulled away, giving her small nipples a tweak as he did so.

Lisa rocked on her toes again, letting her breasts bounce excitedly under her shirt. They were unrestrained, but given that they were too solid to sag there was no reason to wear anything other than for back support.

He turned away from the wolf only to discover Panthera walking into the kitchen, drying her hair with a towel. Her shirt was clinging to her damp fur, but that just made her look more attractive.

Rye walked up to the lioness and gave her a kiss. "All clean?"

"Clean enough," she replied, flicking out her tail.

He reached back to brushing over the wet fur of her tail, and gave her another kiss. "I couldn't find Shawn, but Lisa is going to wait for him. They will both meet us there."

The lioness looked over his shoulder and giggled softly when she saw the new additions the wolf was sporting. She said nothing; instead she pressed herself closer to her boyfriend.

"We should get going," Rye said, pressing back, his hand stroking up her tail.

"Of course," she replied as she kissed him one more time.

* * *

Zoie's house was fairly plain looking matching with the rest of the houses on the block. It was painted a warm yellow, but not so bright to be annoying. The large front yard was overhung by a towering maple tree it's branches spreading out over the sidewalk and casting shifting shafts of light over everything.

Rye stepped out of his Ferrari and gently closed the door. He walked across the front of the car trailing his hands over the warm hood. The car rumbled softly as it cooled, almost like it was enjoying his touch.

He started up along the shaded path, feeling the warm rays of light from the setting sun dancing against his fur. He came to a stop, looking up at the dancing light, enjoying the feeling of it as it moved across his body.

He could hear Panthera's footsteps as she walked up behind him, her hands coming to rest on his shoulders. "Rye?"

Smiling he turned to look at his girlfriend. "Just enjoying the light is all," he replied.

"Don't enjoy it too long," she replied, giving his tail a gently tug.

"Of course," he said, flicking his tail at her hand and walking the rest of the way up the path. The front door was already open and Zoie was standing in the threshold. The vixen's three tails were flicking behind her, and a smile covered her narrow muzzle.

"I'm so happy you could make it," she said as they came up to the door.

"It's always nice to visit," Panthera replied, taking Rye's hand in her own. Her fur was mostly dry, but some of her hair was sticking out of place. Without saying anything he reached up and tucked a few loose strands behind her ear.

Zoie stepped into the house and motioned for them to come inside. "So, it's just the two of you?"

"There should be more soon," Rye answered, looking back at the setting sun. It was nearly down, with only a thick sliver hung over the edge of the horizon.

The living room wasn't very busy. A large couch was set up against one wall opposite of a TV. A large table sat in front of the couch pilled with books and a pair of small chairs flanked it.

Sitting on the floor next to the table was trim female otter. She had her legs crossed and her long tail wrapped around her hips. A hardback book was resting on her legs, the pages held down with one finger.

Rye looked the otter over, smiling as he did so. Zoie was right; her tail was pretty, as was the rest of her.

The otter watched them as they came into the house, a slight look of worry lining the edges of her muzzle as she closed her book and set in on the table. She looked between Rye and Panthera, slowly working her legs free.

"You must be Lucy," Panthera said, walking to the otter and helping her up to her feet.

Lucy's eyes went right to the lioness's cleavage. "And you must be Panthera."

"And this is my boyfriend, Rye."

The fox smiled and offered out his hand. Lucy gave it a short look then took it to give it a quick shake. "It's nice to meet you, both of you."

Zoie came up behind the fox. "He's the one who gave me my extra tails," she said, flicking the three appendages out at her girlfriend.

"I'm still not sure I believe it," the otter replied in a soft voice, casting her eyes away.

The vixen moved around to hug her girlfriend. "Oh, it's real! He gave me my tails and he made me a giraffe. He can give you want you want."

Rye chuckled a bit and folded his hands behind his back. "It's alright; no one believes it at first. I can provide you a demonstration if you would like."

Lifting her head up, the otter looked at Rye. She crossed her arms over her chest and smiled. "I would like."

A smirk passed over the fox's face as he flicked out his tail. "Then watch me closely," he replied, taking a few steps back from Lucy and starting to gather his magic. It began to tingle, swirling around him and making the fur on his body stand on end.

Taking in a deep breath he held the magic close, letting it build up stronger and stronger before letting it go. It crashed down over his head, rolling across his body like water and altering him in the process.

He shrank a few inches as his body started to become thinner, most of the excess mass falling away to nothing. Grabbing his pants, he held them up as they tried to fall off of his hips. He flicked his head back, his short hair growing in an instant, cascading down back over his shoulder to dance near the base of his tail.

A moment later his chest began to swell with a pair of perky breasts. At the same time his waist pulled in over his hips, the hips themselves filling a bit larger in the process, allowing his pants to hang off the new curves.

The rest of his body began to reshape itself, his limbs thinning out, his fingers and muzzle growing narrow as his ears perked up just slightly higher, taking on a very feminine shape under his now baggy clothing.

Letting out a gasp, Rye's felt her gender changed to match her new body. The now vixen arched her back in surprise and in pleasure, her fur taking on a slight shine.

Panting softly the vixen smiled at Lucy. "Good enough?" she asked, pushing her lose hair back over her shoulder.

The otter was surprised, her eyes wide as she took in the new vixen. Slowly a smile pulled over her muzzle as she began to bounce in excitement. "You really can do magic!"

"She really can," Zoie added.

"And you can change me? Just like I asked?"

Rye smiled and rocked on her toes, the arousal from her magic wasn't in a hurry to fade. She hopped she could have some fun, and soon. "I can make you into exactly what you asked for. It will only be for a week, but I'm sure you'll enjoy it."

Her eyes went wide again and then closed slightly as she placed a hand on her chest, her breath was coming in quick gasps. A smile played over her lips as she nodded happily. "I'm sure. I think it would be wonderful. Let me change first, I want to wear something that's worth ripping out of," she said as she dashed out of the room, her long tail trailing behind her.

Zoie laughed and clapped her hands. "We should head to the basement!"

"The basement?" Rye asked, surprised.

The three-tailed vixen nodded with excitement. "That way she'll be able to reach the whole house," she said and then started briskly down the hallway. Halfway down she opened a door, revealing a set of unfinished stairs.

Rye walked down the stairs, her unrestrained breasts bouncing under her shirt with each step she took. Half way down was a narrow landing as the stairs doubled back, leading down into the basement.

It was almost a single large room, the only thing that broke it up was a pair of small rooms around the staircase. The whole room looked freshly cleaned. Only a little bit of dust was lying on the cement floor.

The vixen walked into the center of the room, looking up at the unfinished ceiling. The open rafters were filled with ductwork and pipes with a few wires ducking down now and then. Placing her hands on her ill fitting pants she took it all in. "I see what you mean. She can get to almost everywhere from here."

Panthera came up next to Rye and placed a hand on her back. "No risk of damage?"

"Nope, I should cast a few spells on the house to give her more access. Otherwise she couldn't reach everywhere."

Zoie giggled softly. "And the shower, I want her to have direct access to the shower."

Rye nodded to the other vixen. "As you like."

The three-tailed vixen looked around the room, pulling at the edge of her shirt, her nipples poking against the fabric. "This is going to be fun!"

"I hope so," Panthera replied.

A familiar giggle filled the basement, echoing down the staircase. Rye smiled as he turned to watch Lisa and Jean as they came down the stairway. The bunny girl was bouncing with each step she took, a wide grin on her face. She stopped at the bottom of the stairs and looked directly at Rye. "Oh! You're a girl today," she said with a squeal, then ran over to hug the vixen as tightly as she could.

Rye laughed and returned the hug, her breasts pressing against the bunny's. "Didn't Shawn tell you what was going on?"

She shook her head, her long ears flopping around. "Nope."

"You didn't tell me, Rye," Lisa added.

"He just told me it was going to be a fun," Panthera added.

Rye smirked, her tail flicking out happily as she looked over to Zoie. "Then I guess you'll all be surprised. Just stay out of the way until I'm finished with the changes."

"Okay," Jean replied, working herself free of Rye, then moving back to the base o the stairs. She sat down on the bottom step and folded her hands in her lap, her ears and hair falling over her face. It made her look very pretty.

Lisa sat down next to the bunny girl, a smile on the wolf's face. The bottom of her large breasts hung just above her knees, her shirt straining to hold them all in.

With a smile Rye turned to look back at Zoie. "Now we just need your girlfriend."

"I'm sure she'll be down in another moment or two," the three-tailed vixen replied.

"Then I'll get everything ready," Rye replied as she moved into the center of the room. Bending down she ran a finger over the cement floor, scribing a circle around her. When she closed the circle, the edges starting to glow.

Quickly she stepped out of the circle. A moment later then encircled cement took on the same glow, growing bright and then fading away. The cement had vanished, leaving a dirt filled behind. With a flick of her finger a sheen of water appeared over the dirt and was quickly absorbed, creating a layer of mud.

Zoie looked surprised, bending down to look at the hole. "I didn't know you could do that."

"Objects are easy, just not as arousing."

The vixen nodded, and then turned around as the sound of someone coming down the stairs filled the room.

Lucy was walking down the steps, a smile on her face. She was now in a pair of tight jeans and a yellow spandex top that looked like a swimming suit. It was tight enough to outline her small breasts. Her nipples pressed out against the spandex, hard under the fabric.

The vixen moved quickly to her girlfriend, her three tails flying behind her. "Are you ready?"

The otter nodded and stepped around Jean and Lisa. As soon as she was past them, she and the vixen embraced in a quick hug, kissing deeply.

Her long tail swung behind her as they kissed, finally breaking away after a few moments. "I'm ready."

Rye smiled and clapped her hands together. "Good! Come over here, and we'll begin your transformation."

The otter's smile covered the whole of her muzzle, her lips pulled back to show a hint of her teeth. Her dark red eyes seemed to grow in excitement as she slipped out of Zoie's grasp and rushed across the room, stopping to look down at the hole. "Is this for me?"

"If you would care to step in?" Rye asked.

Lucy nodded and carefully stepped down into the hole, her webbed feet sinking slightly into the layer of mud. She centered herself and started to wiggle her toes. "Oh, that feels nice."

The vixen giggled and rubbed her hands over the otter's shoulders. "So, anything else you would like in your change?"

"No, no, just like I described it on the phone."

"Good," she replied, and then kissed the otter on each cheek. Moving behind the otter she ran her paws over the long thick tail, pressing the tip down into the wet dirt. The moment contact was made the otter shivered from head to toe.

Rye stepped away from the otter and smiled at her, already feeling the growing arousal from her magic as it coursed through her body. "Let's give her some room," she said, taking Panthera's hand in her own and walking back towards the staircase. Zoie followed after them, never taking her eyes from Lucy.

The five women gathered together at the stairs, all of them watching the otter. She smiled back at them as the magic made her fur stand up on end.

The three-tailed vixen smiled to her girlfriend, then pressed up close to Panthera.

Rye slipped away from the lioness, taking a few steps to the side. She collected more magic, letting it lose on the otter, concentrating hard as the magic started to grow.

Lucy shivered again, the magic rushing across her body with another jolt. She whimpered softly then let out a gasp as her tail was pulled deep into the ground and pressed against the back of her legs.

Ripples started down her tail, when they reached the mud they spread out, bouncing around the wet dirt. A moment later the mud twisted and brown roots rose up slightly into the air before diving back down into the ground.

Closing her eyes, the otter swayed in place, her feet starting to swell in the mud. More roots began to grow out of her ankles. They twisted in the air, searching for a moment before discovering the ground below. They wrapping around the other roots as they dove into the soil, locking her in place.

The otter gasped and arched her back, the roots pulling her deeper into the ground until she was buried up to her ankles. At the same time her legs started to swell larger, her tight pants quickly showing the strain of the growth with fraying seams. After about ten seconds the seams started to pop, first one by one, but soon the long seam that ran up the inside of her legs ripped apart it only moments.

The ruined pants swung around her legs, giving the group a clear view as they starting to swell together, pressing tightly and merging with her tail. In a few moments everything below her hips was one thick limb.

Lucy opened her eyes, gasping softly as she looked down at herself. Bending down she touched her transformed legs. Her fur cracked under the pressure and flaked off to show the pale green of plant flesh.

Suddenly she arched back and gasped out in surprise.

"Lucy?" Zoie asked, taking a single step forward.

The otter shook her head. "I... I think my roots just hit water," she said, her breath coming in short bursts. "It feels good." Lust was starting to glow in her red eyes.

With a puffing sound the rest of the fur below her hips flaked off like bark as the trunk grew thicker. Her hips started to swell out as well, pushing up the remains of her pants past the bottom of her shirt, and revealing her wet pussy. It was only visible for a few moments before the swelling over took it. When the fur fell away only a slight indentation was left to hint at what had been lost.

Lucy stretched out her arms, holding them out as wide as she could. Each finger started to swell grow. The fur quickly fell away leaving behind dark green flesh. Each of the fingers wiggled, almost like they had a mind of their own. They continued to grow thicker and longer, now double their original size. The former fingers pulsed and then each one split from the wrist to tip then split again and again. The tip of each one swelled out into a wide flower bulb, held tightly closed.

The mass of green that had been her hands started to slide up her wrist. New long limbs growing out of the flaking away fur and joining the others, more and more plant limbs forming until there was too many to count, and her arms had simply vanished into the withering mass.

The partly changed otter whimpered happily, pulling her new appendages about her body. They wrapped around her form, hugging together. New points of green started to appear around her neck, more tentacles starting to slip free of her flesh.

She shivered again, the center of her body beginning to swell out. Her top grew with her, but the remains of her pants were caught by the pressure. The waist of the pants started to creak and strain, then came apart with a snap, falling down on the roots below.

More tentacles were beginning to grow under her tightly stretched top, making it bulge strangely all round her body. They material twisted and wiggled as tentacles grew under it, trying to find a way free. At first only a few were visible, but after a dozen seconds the whole center of her body was alive with them, making the yellow spandex ripple like they were a bed of snakes.

Lucy rolled her head back, growling happily, pulling her lips back over her teeth. Her eyes started to bulge larger in her head, the red eyes taking on a deep yellow sheen. She blinked a few times, her eyes lids becoming thick and leathery as they distorted her face. Then, with an odd popping sound, her eyes pushed free of her head and rose up on a pair of eye-stalks.

Her neck melted away, her head dropping down to rest on the mass of tentacles. At the same time her muzzle began to grow, her lips pulling back to show her teeth. The normally small points began to grow larger by the moment, more of them breaking out of her gums. They began to darken into a deep brown color and looked sharp enough to cut through anything.

Letting out a long cry the former otter stretched her jaw wider than it ever could have before, her tongue lolled out past her teeth, bright red and hanging down past her former neck, licking at the air.

Lucy's whole face began to swell, thick lines of green pressing through her fur, her nose quickly vanishing under them. Her whole head was growing out to match the size of her jaw, enveloping her muzzle, leaving a huge spear dominated by a massive mouth. Her eye-stock shook in pressure, the eyes themselves looking like that of a beast, large with a red gash like iris on a sickly yellow background.

Finally the rest of her fur fell away from her head, though she was no long really a her, but more of an it. The large jaw snapped and shook as the monster's form start to grow even larger, the tentacles of its body withering happily. The only sign of what she had been was the tight spandex shirt around the center of the plant's mass, stilling wiggling with the tentacles under it.

For a moment everything seemed to pause, falling into silence. It only last for a few seconds before a low rumble started to fill the room.

The former otter let out a cry, its whole body shaking as it grew even faster, swelling lager by the moment. The roots wiggled in the ground, the trunk growing so thick that it took up the entire hole it was planted it. The head was rising upwards, nearing the rafters above it as more tentacles seemed to sprout around the beast. The spandex started to creek in protest, but still it held.

With a snap the concrete around the hole started to buckle, lines radiating out from the plant as its roots started to press under the floor.

Lucy let out a warbling cry, the tentacles twisting around as the growth continued. The spandex started to pop in places, small holes forming, but still it held, lasting longer than anyone had ever expected. Then, with a loud tearing sound, it finally gave way, tentacles spilling out as the yellow fabric exploded across the room.

Then with a gasp the plant monster stopped growing. The beast that had once been an otter twisted in place, dominating the whole of the basement. The eye-stalks were inches from the ceiling, and the huge mass of tentacles nearly reached from wall to wall. The only remains of the girl that it had once been were the few scraps of clothing clinging to the roots.

It shook for a moment then sank down, the large head vanishing into the mass of tentacles.

Zoie took a few sweat steps forward, slowly reaching down to touch a tentacle. "Lucy?"

The tentacles shook in place with a soft rasping sound, and then pulled apart to reveal the thick head of the plant. It looked down at the three-tailed vixen with its eyes. The jaw parted enough to allow the tongue to flick out and lick over its lips, leaving yellow saliva in its wake.

With a sudden move a pair of tentacles rushed out and wrapped around the vixen, pulling her towards the center of the plant. As soon as she was in reached the large head bent down, the tongue flicking out to lick over the vixen's face, soaking her fur.

Zoie smiled and threw herself against the plant beast. "Oh, I love you, my sweet monster!"

Wrapping her tentacles around the vixen, Lucy pulled her closer, lowering its head down to rest on the vixen's shoulder.

Rye watched this as she dropped against the basement wall, panting hard from the transformation. Her body was tense from all the work, and her arousal was strong enough that it had soaked through her empty briefs and the front of her jeans.

"Are you okay, hon?" Panthera asked, coming over to the vixen and touching her on the shoulder.

She nodded, and then leaned forward, squeezing the huge breasts in front of her as she leaned in and kissed the lioness full on the lips. A few moments passed before the vixen pulled away, still holding onto her girlfriend's tits. "It's a lot more work to make something that's not real. I can't just let the change make its own course."

"Well, that explains the wet pants," Panthera said as she reached down to rub at the soaked jeans.

Rye giggled and blushed, her tail flicking against the back of her legs. "Tonight we are going to have a lot of fun, but there are still plans for today."

"Oh yes, we can't forget those, whatever they are," the lioness replied, and then kissed her female boyfriend firmly on the lips.

Rye slipped out of the lioness's embrace and turned her attention back to the plant and the vixen. The tentacles were wrapped tightly around her until only her three tails were really visible. She and the monster were trying to work out a way to kiss, but it wasn't easy when one partner had a mouth three feet wide and filled with sharp teeth.

With a smile on her face Rye walked over to her friends. "Ready to have some fun?"

"Fun?" Jean asked a look of confusion on the bunny girl's face. "How could it be fun? She looks like some sort of movie monster."

"More like something from an anime," Lisa said, her look of confusion turning into surprise, then a blush that covered her fur. "That's what it is? A tentacle monster? Are we... is that thing going to rape us?"

The vixen giggled and nodded her head. "Yes, she's a tentacle monster, and it will only fuck you if you ask it too."

Lisa and Jean looked at each other, smiles spreading across their faces. "It'll be fun!" the bunny girl said.

"I think it will be," Lisa replied, giggling softly as she pulled herself onto her feet.

Panthera pressed up against Rye. "This is going to be a lot of fun!"

"Yep, just as soon as the monster is ready," the vixen replied. She then turned her attention to the plant and the triple tailed vixen.

"Lucy?" she called out.

The plant paused, her large eyes swiveling to look at the former male. The tentacles around Zoie started to relax as the plant let her free.

Rye smirked a bit. "You have five women in here, are you going to do anything about it?"

The rest of the tentacles unwrapped from Zoie. Once the vixen was free the plant monster pushed her towards the rest of the group. At the same time the larger head bobbed up and down, the plant's tongue running over its fat lips.

Rye smiled and pulled Zoie to her side. "Ready?"

The other vixen nodded, her fur soaked with the plants yellow slime.

"Ready for some fun?" Rye called as she looked over her shoulder. Panthera was already walking over, and Lisa and Jean were following her. Soon all five of them were standing in a line in front of the former otter.

Rye slipped away from Zoie and wrapped her arm around Panthera. "Ready?"

"I'm ready," she replied.

"I've been waiting for this," Zoie added. Jean just giggled and Lisa thrust her chest out, a smile on her face.

Rye smiled and turned his attention to the plant monster. It was watching them intently, the mass of tentacles swaying in excitement, the thick bulbs at the end starting to swell, the pedals pealing back.

"We're all yours."

Suddenly the tentacles streaked out, wrapping around all five of the women and pulling them into the mass of the plant. Rye could feel the tentacles start to slip under her shirt, rubbing around her breasts and teasing her already hard nipples. More tentacles slipping inside her pants, teasing over her wet briefs and rubbing the fabric over her cunt.

The vixen shivers as one of the tentacles slipped up between her breasts and out of the collar of her shirt. The thick tip swelled more, slowly unfolding to reveal a yellow and black penis-like appendage. The shaft swelled up, growing hard, thick drops of yellow precum forming at the head.

"Oh!" Rye said, or tried to, but the moment she opened her mouth the plant cock pressed into her muzzle. The flesh was leathery and warm, and it tasted nothing like a real man. The precum was sweat, like honey, and warm in the vixen's muzzle.

She started to suck on the cock as the tentacles worked around her body, they were surprisingly talented as they undid her pants and pulled them and her briefs off her legs, throwing them to the floor.

Other tentacles were working her shirt off, making sure to rub her nipples in the process. Some of the tentacles wrapped around her breasts, squeezing them as the shirt rose up over her shoulders.

The tentacle cock in Rye's muzzle pulled free. She pouted a bit at this, but a moment later it was replaced by a new one, this time with precum tasting more like berries.

With a few tugs her shirt came come off of her arms and found its way onto the floor.

Rye twisted in the monster's grasp, moaning softly as she sucked the thick cock. Around her she could see the others in much the same state as she was. Panthera was hovering on her back on the tentacles, at least a dozen of them wrapped around each breasts. Jean was on the other side of the vixen, her hands were free as she was trying to suck three cocks at once as more tentacles were rubbing around her crotch.

Zoie was pressed against the plant's head, slowly being teased by the tentacles. Her clothing was coming off slowly, one piece at a time. She was the only one left wearing anything.

More of the tentacles around Rye were blooming cocks, the pre starting to run thickly around the vixen. Two cocks started to rub at her muzzles while another one wiggled down to tease at the wet lips of her sex.

The vixen moaned around the cock in her muzzle and pressed down at the one at her crotch. She wanted it in her, and she wanted it badly.

Sensing her need the planet's cock slipped inside of her sex, teasing around just past the lips. At the same time another tentacle slipped up to rub along her clit, sending a jolt through her body.

Rye bucked in the tentacles, enjoying the feeling. The one in her muzzle twitched, the precum growing thicker along her tongue.

The vixen flicked her tail back, wiggling her ass a bit as she humped down at the tentacle in her sex. She twisted as best she could while being held in the air, trying to show her ass to the plant.

Lucy seemed to get the idea, another tentacle-cock starting to rub over her ass, the precum soaking into her fur. With a twist the head of the cock pressed under her tail and inside of her ass. At the same time the one in her cunny wiggled and teased in deeper, the shaft swelling larger.

Rye sucked harder on the cock in her muzzle, the precum started to grow sweeter. A moment later it seemed to swell as thick berry tasting cum gushed into her muzzle, filling it with the heavy syrup. She gulped at it, feeling the thick seed roll down her throat and into her belly.

The cock pulled free, a little bit of cum running down her lips before another cock took its place. Rye started to suck at it, enjoying the new taste. She wasn't sure what it tasted of, but it was wonderful.

She rocked against the tentacle as they teased over her breasts. The one in her pussy was starting to thrust while the one in her ass pressed even deeper.

The vixen rocked back against the two cocks, enjoying the feeling as the plant flesh pressed deep inside of her. The pair of shafts started to thrust together, the tandem fucking making her squirt against the plant.

More tentacles slipped out over her, teasing around her tail and breasts. A pair of tentacles had wrapped together, the two cocks starting to tit fuck her as the other tentacles pressed her tits together.

Rye groaned and twisted under the stimulation, jolts of pleasure rushing through her body. She teased her tongue around the cock in her muzzle, stroking it as it fucked her face. She also started to work her sex over the cock pounding inside while trying to squeeze her ass around the other cock.

The cocks picked up speed, starting to break synchronization. The one in her ass swelling larger as it pounded harder.

She kept sucking at the cock in her mouth, enjoying the feeling of the tit fucking and the fucking of her ass. It had been a long time sing the vixen had been properly gang banged, and he otter-turned-tentacle monster did a wonderful job of it.

Rye felt the cocks inside of her start to twitch. In return she started to rock in the air, teasing the shafts as she sucked early at the one in her muzzles. Her pussy was soaked with her juices, to the point that they were running out around the tentacle-cock and soaking the fur of her legs and rolling down the tentacles.

The vixen whimpered happily, feeling her pleasure growing as the cocks picked up speed. The thick precum in her muzzle growing heavy as the other cocks around her leaked the sweet pre over her fur.

A twinge ran through all the tentacles, pulling tight around Rye for then started to shake. A moment later a scream of pleasure filled the basement, one that she was able to identify as coming from Jean. Turning her head she looked at the bunny as she shook in orgasm.

The cocks around Rye started to twitch again, sending jolt of pleasure though the vixen, enough to send her own orgasm arching through her body. She tensed up around the cocks and cried out, muffled by the shaft in her muzzle.

Rye's shaking seemed to be enough to set the plant off. All the cocks pressed into her, cum gushing into all of her holes, thick and sticky, filling her deeply. A few moments later the pair of cock tit fucking her started to cum, yellow syrup blasting over her face and tits, ensuring her body was soaked inside and out.

She shook in the plants grasp, whimpering happily as a second orgasm quickly followed the first. The cock in her muzzle pulled free and she took in a heavy gasp of air, licking the different flavors of cum off her lips.

Finally her orgasm started to fade and she relaxed in the plants grasp. "God, you're a good fuck," she said.

Lucy seemed to agree, slowly working all of her cocks free then gently placing the used vixen on the ground next to Jean. The bunny was lying in a puddle of sticky plant cum and seemed half asleep.

Once the plant let her go Rye relaxed in the cooling cum, adding to the mess herself. She cuddled up to Jean and nuzzled the bunny's neck, the bunny's fur yellow from all the cum.

"Can I ride again?" she whimpered half asleep.

The vixen slipped her arms around the bunny and pressed up close, her own eyes closing. "I'm sure we can," she said.

"Good," Jean mumbled.

Rye murring softly, enjoying the cooling cum, hardly feeling it when Panthera pressed up to him. By the time the plant was through with them, all five women were pressed together, sleeping in the sticky puddle of cum.

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Story copyright 2011 by Panthera Leo (PantheraLioness at gmail.com), reposting and archiving are allowed as long as copyright notice and author's name are not removed. This story cannot be published without permission of the author.