Bodysnatched!
Ovamiat smiled to herself, looking down upon the crowded streets of Detroit. It had been a while since she had last visited Earth, and she was pleasantly surprised to find how much had changed since her last visit. Ovamiat was an incorporeal essence; a supernatural being that existed between two planes of reality. No one could see or hear her, and she could not directly interact with things on Earth. To do that, she needed to find a suitable physical form to occupy.
Ovamiat was a very special kind of being. Many cultures, most on other planets, worshipped her as a goddess of sexuality, strength, intelligence and health. Because she was the supreme being in terms of sex, it was only logical that she would come down and have a little fun with the occasional mortal or two. That was the motive behind this visit in particular. She was looking for a female body to act as a host.
After scanning the street below for a few moments, she found the perfect body. The target was by no means a supermodel; in fact, she was quite the opposite. The young woman was dressed in a rather faded pair of jeans, a green shirt, and an old jacket. She clung to a large paper bag of groceries. Her brown hair was tied back into a ponytail, and freckles dotted her cheeks. Her figure was nothing special; her chest was almost completely flat. She was not gorgeous, but she wasn't hideous.
She's the one! thought Ovamiat, That poor girl probably doesn't have a sex life at all. I think I ought to change that... With that, the goddess dropped down to street level and began to silently trail her host to be.
Allison, the human of interest, sighed as she made her way back to her apartment. She was glad that the college semester was over, but she had no idea what she would do in that time. There wasn't much for her to do in her part of town, and she had few friends. At best, she figured she'd spend the entire month in front of the TV or computer. At least she didn't have any exams for a while.
As she climbed the stairs of the apartment building, Allison stopped and looked over her shoulder. She felt as though someone was watching her. Even so, she couldn't see anything out of the ordinary. Allison shrugged and entered the building, dismissing the odd sensation as stress left over from finals.
Ovamiat pursued the human up several flights of stairs. Finally, they arrived at her door. Allison shifted the bag of groceries to one arm and fumbled for her keys with her free hand. She looked over her shoulder again, directly through Ovamiat. Unable to see the entity, the unsuspecting host shook her head and pulled her keys out. The goddess decided that the time was right. She lunged for the human in front of her, slipping into her body with ease.
As Allison opened the door to her apartment, she suddenly felt a chill run through her entire body. She cried out in surprise, stumbling forward into her living room. She landed on her hands and knees, the bag of groceries spilling out over the floor. "Ouch! Shit...what the hell was that about?" Allison said mostly to herself. She waited a few moments to see if anything else happened. Satisfied that the sudden chill was just another figment of her imagination, she stood up and brushed herself off. "Ugh, I need to get more sleep," she muttered.
What Allison didn't know, however, was that her body now held another lifeform. Ovamiat could now see, hear, and feel everything her human host interacted with. She slowly began to invade her host's living tissue, preparing to make a few "adjustments" to suit her purposes.
The unwitting human began to gather up the groceries she had dropped when she fell. She set them up on the counter, stacking cans and boxes and sorting them for when she put them away. Allison had just opened the door to the first cupboard when another chill washed through her body. This time, it was accompanied by a sickening feeling deep inside of her, as though her insides were turning loops.
She dropped the can she had picked up, and began to stumble towards her bathroom, feeling like she was going to throw up. Beads of sweat lined her forehead as she entered her bedroom. She fell to the floor a few feet from the bathroom door, gasping and trembling. The human felt like she was burning up. She flung her coat off and tried to wipe the sweat from her forehead. What's going on? she asked herself, Am I coming down with something?
Allison lay on her hands and knees; the only sounds in the room were her breathing and her pounding heart. The fabric of her shirt darkened as sweat slowly soaked through it. She struggled to her feet and made it to her bed, flopping down on the soft mattress. She was beginning to become frightened; what if something was really wrong with her?
Suddenly, all her muscles spasmed. It was as if someone had just sent an electrical current through her. The warm sensation that left her skin burning began to gravitate towards her chest and groin. A pleasant tingling accompanied the strange heat at is became more localized. Allison's eyes widened, and her mouth fell open. Her left hand, as if moving on its own, moved up her belly and cupped her small A-cup breast in its palm.
A feeling of relief came over Allison. She wasn't sick; she was just feeling a little randy. She sighed softly, gently massaging her warm breast. A little masturbation session would to do her good. The instant she accepted the carnal feelings within her, the tingling began to intensify, sending a pins-and-needles sensation through her chest and loins.
Allison moaned softly, the tingling passing through her nipples, making them stand out through her shirt. The same sensation intensified in her nether lips. Within seconds, vaginal fluids began to mix with sweat and stain her undergarments. She reached down with her right hand to unbutton her jeans, then slipped two fingers into her panties while her left hand continued to massage her breast.
She shivered in delight, her fingertips pressing against her moist pussy with a soft, sensual touch she did not know she was capable of. As she stroked herself, Allison failed to notice that her fingernails were beginning to darken and grow longer. She did notice, however, that the rough texture of her pubic hair was beginning to feel finer and thinner. She paused a moment, lifting the waistband of her panties with the back of her hand. To her surprise, she discovered her body hair was vanishing, as if its growth had somehow been reversed.
Allison's mound, now smooth and completely hairless, screamed for more attention, preventing her from dwelling too much on the strange occurance. She plunged her fingers between her nether lips, at the same time pinching and tugging at her left nipple between her index finger and thumb.
She had never been this horny before, but Allison didn't really care. Her clothes were becoming hotter and more uncomfortable by the second. Panting in excitement, she grabbed the collar of her shirt and tore clean through it with her blackened fingernails, which had become longer, sharper, and slightly curved. She threw aside the remains of her shirt and resumed teasing at her nipple through the white cotton of her bra.
The human moaned louder, beginning to pump in and out of her begging pussy with two fingers. As her lust grew, she added a third finger to the foray. She bent her legs and spread them as wide as her jeans would allow, bucking her hips into her hand. Sweat trailed down her bare belly like minute streams of salt water, and her soaked scrunchie began to lose its grip on her hair.
As Allison gratified her sudden, uncontrollable lust, her body spasmed once more. Energy surged through her, and the muscles in her arms and legs slowly began to swell and become more defined. The loose, thin layer of fat around her belly and waist melted away; and her abs hardened, forming first a six-pack, then an eight-pack.
Her hips rounded out into smooth, sensual curves; her waist became more narrow. The pleasure in her breasts intensified; moving from her nipples deep into her mammary glands. Pausing, Allison pulled her right hand out of her pants to join her left in massaging her chest.
Allison squeezed and rubbed her breasts, feeling her nipples strain, then swell. Her breasts followed suit, slowly expanding in size and rounding out into a more even shape. Her bra strained against her rapidly improving endowment, the flesh pushing itself out over the top of the cups. Her nipples, now engorged and throbbing, began to dribble slightly. Allison stopped squeezing her breasts and collected a small amount of the liquid on her fingertips and smelled it. It seemed that she was beginning to lactate.
The smell of her own breastmilk revived the incredible need in her steamy cunt. Allison shivered and whimpered, lost in ecstasy before she had even returned her hand to her nether lips. She found that her jeans and panties had grown tighter around her hips and legs, and she was unable to get her fingers underneath them. Compromising, she shoved her fingers into her pussy through the silky fabric of her panties, which were soaked in her juices. She thrust into herself with all four fingers, wedging her panties into her sex.
Allison arched her back and could barely choke back a scream as the most intense orgasm she'd ever experienced crashed over her. She thrust her hips fervently toward the ceiling, unleashing torrents of thick juices. She pulled her hand out of her pants, which were now flooded by her ecstatic discharge. She licked her fingers off, savoring her sweet taste as she tried to catch her breath.
Allison's climax heralded forth a new wave of changes. Her irises slowly turned from green to a bright yellow. Her skin grew pale and darkened some, coloring it a faint gray. Her breasts began to expand more, her bra creaking under the stress. More milk was dribbling out, which seemed to contribute to the growth.
Finally, with a loud *snap*, the straps of Allison's bra gave way to her bust, which was now a C-cup and still expanding. Moaning louder, she got up into a squatting position, tore off the remnants of her bra, and resumed squeezing her growing breasts in both hands. Her engorged nipples--longer and thicker than before--were shooting milk out in angry spurts, running down her front. Allison eagerly sucked on her milk-soaked fingers, the sweet, creamy taste making her crave more.
The changes came more rapidly now. Her pants became so tight, they split straight up the back, separating the legs. Allison's heels grew out of her shoes; her long, blackened toenails burst out of the toes. She reached down and ripped her panties off, exposing her dripping, swollen pussy at last. She fell back onto her rear, pumping furiously into her snatch. Her scrunchie fell off, and her hair fell down around her shoulders, beginning to grow longer.
Allison was not concerned at all by her rapidly changing features. She felt stronger, sexier, powerful enough to take on the whole world! She let out a lusty, inhuman hiss as her teeth sharpened and grew out into fangs. Her tongue began to stretch, snaking its way out of her mouth as it got longer and thinner. Her breasts were now well over the maximum cup size for any bra, and the milk they released flowed freely down her firm belly.
She shuddered, then shrieked as a second orgasm, hundreds of times more intense than the first, wracked her body. As she bucked her hips and smeared her fluid over the bedspread beneath her, her nails grew out and hardened into gigantic talons. Her hands and fingers quickly expanded to accommodate them. Her body grew larger and heavier, making the frame of the bed groan under the stress.
In addition to her growth, gray scales began to poke out of her skin, forming a thick hide first around her insatiable sex, then spreading out up her belly and over the inside of her thighs. Her shoulder blades began to protrude from her back, and her tailbone formed a growth on the end. Her feet stretched out, and her toenails thickened into talons.
Much to Allison's dismay, her talons had become insufficient in satisfying her scaly, swollen cunt. At the same time, the bed frame decided to give way. The wood splintered, and the mattress came crashing to the floor with a loud *THUMP*. Allison looked around, startled by the collapse of her bed.
She caught sight of one of the bedposts. It had a round knob on the end the size of a baseball. Allison grinned; this was what she needed. Her fingers weren't enough, and none of her sex toys were big enough for her to even feel them. She tore the bedpost free from the shattered wooden frame, and plunged it into her sex without hesitation.
Allison growled as the round, smooth end of the wooden fragment penetrated her. Despite her increase in size, her nether lips were still stretched by the varnished orb. She plunged it further in, her pussy swallowing the bedknob whole.
The more she pleasured herself, the faster the changes came. Her shoulder blades buckled, then expanded out from newly formed joints. The growth above her rear also grew out and began to flex, developing into a tail. Her breasts were almost finished growing, but they continued to spurt milk in a violent deluge.
The gray scales continued their progress up her belly and around her back. Her compounded shoulder blades stretched out further, becoming jointed in more places. They were now clearly recognizeable as wings. Her facial features sharpened, and her cheekbones began to protrude as the transformation neared completion. As grey scales enveloped her face, her nose flattened and was pulled outward.
Her ears stretched and became pointed, and sharp horns protruded from her scalp. Allison was practically impaling herself on the bedknob by now, and loving every minute of it. As herface was pulled into a long dragon's muzzle, she let out a triumphant and ecstatic roar as she came yet again, most shreds of her humanity gone.
The changes weren't over yet, however. The earth-shattering orgasm caused her nether lips to flutter, then spread wider. Allison's eyes widened, and she looked down at what was happening. She watched as her swollen clit divided, and a partition formed within her draconic sex. Like a cell undergoing division, her pussy separated, becoming two sets of fully fuctioning female genitals.
Allison moaned in both lust and frustration. The bedpost would only be able to satify one of her twin cunts. How would she pleasure the other? The answer came in the form of her completely developed reptilian tail. As if moving on its own, it slithered out from beneath her, trailing up the inside of her left leg, and stroking at her hungry nether lips.
She shuddered in delight, willing her new tail to plunge its smooth, scaly tip into her unoccupied pussy. She resumed pumping into her other sex with the bedpost, her yellow eyes rolling back in her head. Her tail wasted no time thrusting into her with great vigor.
The dragoness squeezed one of her impossibly engorged nipples in her talons. A thick, violent spray of milk exploded out in response. She quickly heaved her massive breast up to her snout and latched onto her nipple, drinking in as much of her milk as possible.
These actions were not her own, however. Even if Allison didn't want to be pleasuring herself, she was not the one in control of her body. She could only be a spectator in the event, thought she continued to feel every thrust and taste every drop of milk that passed her lips. It was Ovamiat that moved for her now, and with each passing second, the goddess gained more and more control over Allison.
With vicious hiss and a final deafening roar, Allison achieved one last earth-shattering orgasm. Both of her voracious slits clenched shut on her tailtip and the bedknob, her thick fluids still squirting forcefully from the tight seal created by her improvised dildoes. Everything began to go dark, and Allison closed her eyes as she drifted into unconsciousness.
As the human side of the new dragoness faded away, Ovamiat came forward as the dominant presence within the body. The sex goddess reluctantly pulled the bedknob out from one of her slits. The several orgasms she had experienced earlier had only served to increase her drive. Ovamiat laid on the battered, soaked mattress for a few minutes, tenderly licking the sweet milk from her impossibly large breasts. She couldn't rely on inanimate objects to satisfy her incredible lust; she needed a real cock inside of her.
The dragoness was just about to get up to search for a suitable male when the silence of the room was broken by a fierce pounding. "Allison!" a man's voice shouted from outside, "What the hell are you doing? It sounds like a frigging zoo in there!"
Ovamiat chuckled under her breath. It seemed as though she wouldn't have to go looking after all. She stood up, both of her slits oozing in carnal anticipation. Tail swishing, she made her way to the door, looking forward to meeting the unsuspecting human on the other side...