New Found Facet
#10 of New Found Form
New Found Facet
By Von Krieger
Rachel opened the door of her sorority house and stepped inside, book bag tightly held beneath one arm. Her adrenaline was high, her fight or flight response geared up for the challenge that waited within; getting up the stairs and to her room without any of the shallow, vapid, wastes of space without being roped into commenting on a new shade of eye shadow, or a discussion over how a sorority sister ought to be able to get out of a speeding ticket because she was 'special.'
Out of all the sisters, Rachel was quite sure the term 'special' applied to them only in regards to their pre-college education. The sorority and the house had been set up by a bunch of well off individuals who wanted a place for their daughters to stay on campus about 50 years prior. If the current generation was any indication, it was likely to get the obnoxious pests out of their hair.
Rachel's parents weren't rich, her uncle had weaseled and finagled his way into what way left of her great-grandfather's fortune, but her mother and grandmother had been a part of the sorority, so she got in out of principle.
While the rest seemed to just be coasting through college to fulfill the conditions of their trust funds, Rachel was actually interested in education. She was majoring in paleontology, with an interest in dinosaur fossils.
With the sound of footsteps not present, Rachel ran up the stairs, stopping on the second floor to peek into the lounge, just to make sure no one was watching to door to call out to her and rope her into some stupid discussion about whatever empty-headed celebrity had done something stupid and newsworthy today.
Her eyes widened at the sight of Amber and Cassidy on the couch, both topless and in their usual short skirts. They were kissing; passionately. And over in the corner Veronica sat in the recliner, Lyndsey's head between her legs. She hadn't pegged any of the four as lesbians, but considering how much they drank on Fridays, she wasn't really surprised.
Taking advantage of the attention of the four focused on each other, Rachel crept up the stairs to the third floor, where she heard pleasured moans and gasps. She winced and walked by Bethany's room, trying not to look. Her neighbor was upside down on the floor, back pressed up against her dresser, legs spread, pumping a beer bottle in and out of herself. Her tongue lolled out, and her breasts and belly glistened with her love juices.
Rachel rolled her eyes; they had probably gone beyond beer this time. She made a mental note to not drink anything that didn't come from a tap. She tried the knob to what had been the house's master bedroom, which she shared with her obnoxious roommate Tiffany, and found the door locked. She pulled out her key, fixed the problem, and stepped inside, locking it behind her. She was surprised, Tiffany usually left it unlocked when she left, which was essentially an invitation for her sorority sisters to come in and paw through their things.
Taking a deep breath, Rachel noticed a scent that she hadn't really noticed until now. It had been in the house the moment she had stepped through the front door, and had only grown stronger; probably a new perfume that Tiffany had slathered herself with. But oddly this one didn't make her nose and sinuses burn. It smelled quite nice. It made her skin flush with sudden warmth.
She heard a muffled sob from around the corner; she turned and peered into the small alcove where Tiffany's bed was. On it was a large, scaly creature, trying and failing to hit its massive, green scaled body beneath a comforter that was too tiny for the job. Its tail stuck out, as did the spikes on its back. It was also the source of the pleasant scent. The warmth the smell stirred up in Rachel had traveled to her loins, which explained why her sorority sisters were busy pleasuring each other, or themselves.
Rachel let off a soft gasp, trying to hold back from virtually pouncing the creature before her. The creature lifted its head and peered out from beneath the blanket, looking at Rachel with eight watery eyes and a tear soaked muzzle.
"G-go away, Rachel. I'm a monster." Tiffany whimpered, "I'm a huge, creepy, spidery, dinosaur thing." She said, shuddering, "A creepy dino-thing with a huge cock and I think I'm putting out something that makes people horny."
Rachel grinned and pulled off the comforter, revealing Tiffany's entire body. A well muscled, seven foot frame, four arms with three fingered hands, wickedly clawed feet, a long, tapering, reptilian tail, a long, sinuous neck with a muzzle to match, and as promised, a large, thick, beautifully bestial cock.
The human quivered with lust and desire, her arousal no longer purely motivated by Tiffany's scent. She smiled and reached down, taking one of Tiffany's scaly, clawed hands in her own.
"I don't think you're a monster, you look a little weird and you're..." Rachel took a deep breath and mmmed softly, "Putting off something that's got the whole sorority in a lustful tizzy. But I think you're pretty cute."
"R-really?" Tiffany asked, snuffling, her eyes drying.
Rachel nodded, "I love dinosaurs, and you are most definitely one." She said, releasing Tiffany's hand to run a hand over her scaled flank, down her leg, to take a sickle-clawed foot in both hands.
"You're mostly Deinonychus, I think. One of the Raptors, anyway; and the plates on your back and the spikes on your tail are Stegosaurian. You're definitely not a monster. You're made up of bits from mundane creatures." Rachel explained, slipping into the bed alongside Tiffany, wrapping her arms around her transformed roommate.
Tiffany sighed happily, pulling Rachel tightly against her with all four hands. A low, rattling purr escaped her throat, making the human giggle. "See? I don't think a monster would make happy noises when you snuggled it!"
The saurian continued to purr and began to nuzzle Rachel's neck, drawing a soft gasp from the human. "Sometimes people just need a hug to remind them to feel good about themselves." Rachel explained, resting her head on Tiffany's scaled shoulder.
The dino-herm's nuzzling gave way to licking, which made Rachel moan with delight. She took Tiffany's muzzle in her hands and gently brought it to her lips, which met Tiffany's. Rachel's tongue cautiously exploring the sharp teeth contained within. Tiffany's eyes widened, surprised at the tender kiss. But she found herself enjoying it, her new body responding to the presence of a small, aroused, lustful female with increasing desire.
She had been able to ignore the low throbbing of her cock for quite some time, leaving it alone to drip precum while Tiffany contemplated her plight. But with the opportunity for sex so near, she found herself losing the battle. Not that she minded.
One pair of hands slipped down to grip Rachel's rump, the other pair removing the human's shirt. Rachel had been at the limits of her willpower, trying to keep from tearing off her clothes and ravishing the sexy 'saur before her. She didn't have to hold back any longer.
Rachel's hands found Tiffany's member, the large, bestial length wonderfully warm and sticky. She scooted down, allowing it to press against her belly, and as Tiffany removed Rachel's bra, her breasts as well.
The cock's heat seemed to seep into Rachel. She longed to have it inside her, needed it inside her. Nothing mattered except for the near-burning ache in her pussy. Rachel wriggled, the fabric of her panties and jeans providing a fraction of the stimulation she needed. IT also made it difficult for Tiffany to get Rachel's pants off.
The human grew increasingly frustrated while the dinosaurian fumbled, "You have claws, just tear them off!" she virtually growled, continuing to writhe against Tiffany. The herm whimpered and nodded, unable to say anything in reply; the way Rachel moved with Tiffany's cock sandwiched between their bodies and Rachel's breasts felt so wonderful.
Tiffany slipped her claws into the waistband of Rachel's jeans, running them down her legs, easily slicing the canvas. The touch of the claws tickled Rachel, making her giggle and move more, which drove Tiffany to the edge of her climax.
The dino had left her cock unattended, aching, in need of caress for several hours, she was naturally sensitive and the wait had her on a hair trigger. She couldn't hold it back, and with a loud roar, released her pent up need, covering the two in her hot, thick, gooey seed.
As the first droplets touched her skin, Rachel cried out as well, arching her back, pressing against Tiffany as hard as she good, wanting to feel that slick, sweet seed against her bare skin. She rubbed against her lover, delighting in the sensation of smooth, sticky scales against her.
Neither noticed the seed soaking into Rachel, leaving a light green stain wherever it touched. But Rachel felt the warmth seeping into her body, spreading out into her bones and muscles, coaxing them to grow and stretch.
With a growl of her own, she pushed Tiffany over onto her back, the dino's spines ripping and tearing the foam mattress. "I... I need you inside me." Rachel said, half pleading, half explaining.
Tiffany just nodded, gripping Rachel's hip with two hands, and her member with the others, guiding her lover and her cock to meet one another. Rachel's muscles turned to water as the thick dino-prick entered her. She clung to the larger saurian, her head between Tiffany's plentiful breasts.
With each thrust of Tiffany's member into her, Rachel felt her body shift. She pushed herself up, straddling Tiffany in the cowgirl position. Her now clawed hands gripped her lover's breasts, more for balance than for the need to add to Tiffany's pleasure. All that mattered was her climax, her climax and her transformation.
Rachel began to reciprocate Tiffany's thrusts, pushing herself upward as the dino-herm pulled out. Her legs gave off a few loud pops as the bone shifted, growing thicker to accommodate the muscles of a running predator, altering to give her the speedy digigrade stance.
The green stain darkened, spreading over her legs as her toes began to merge. Her nails darkened and grew, becoming sharp, powerful claws. Claws that tore at the mattress as Rachel clenched and unclenched her toes in pleasure. She let out a soft growl of pleasure as she felt herself beginning to grow.
Each pump of her heart, each piercing of her cervix, each breath drawn into her lungs made Rachel's body surge with growth. She grew taller, heavier, her skin becoming greener as her size and shape began to more closely match Tiffany's. Within moments Rachel had equaled Tiffany's size.
An incredible surge of pleasure down her spine made Rachel cry out, with a wet sound something pierced through her skin at the base of her spine, quickly growing out and blossoming into a gorgeous, thick, tail with scales of leaf green and lavender.
Like a snake shedding its skin, Rachel human covering grew thinner and fell away in strips, turning to dust in the air as her scales solidified beneath them. Both saurians were rapidly approaching climax. As Rachel face and neck reformed, granting her the same sinuous neck and beautiful muzzle as Tiffany, their eyes met. Both leaned forward, muzzles meeting in a kiss, long tongues curling around one another.
Rachel felt heat rise anew in her loins, something unseen growing and shifting. She had a guess as to what it was, but didn't care as her world became awash with the sensation of her climax. It overwhelmed her sense, her vision going white; the sounds of their shared roars of delight faded to nothingness. Her entire being drifted on an endless sea of purest physical bliss.
The two raptoresses held one another close as their bodies quivered with the aftershocks of their mighty climaxes. There was a new scent on the air, a second sweet, musky, heat-inducing fragrance joining the first in the air. Rachel was no longer overcome with lust at the scent of Tiffany.
The new raptor grinned a fanged grin, taking two of Tiffany's hands in her own. Rachel new, dark green member throbbed between her legs. She stood up and pulled Tiffany up along with her, nodding towards the door.
"Anyone who can make a girl feel that good can't possibly be a monster." She purred, nuzzling Tiffany's neck with her snout.
The spider-dino nodded, her lime green cheeks turning emerald, "I... guess not" she admitted shyly.
Rachel chuckled and lead Tiffany to the door, "I think we ought to show our sister the new us. It'll help quell those lingering doubts you have. I don't think we'll get one complaint from any of them."
Tiffany smiled, "And maybe we could help our sorority sisters find the new them as well?" she asked.
Rachel reached up and stroked Tiffany's cheek, "Of course, lover, of course."