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Sun down, a bad time for anyone to be out alone in a distant and parallel earth. Whereas evolution evolved humans from apes, evolution took a different path on alter Earth, choosing to evolve all animals in a similar fashion but not letting them forget what they were, retaining most of the qualities of their wild ancestors.

A lone, large and muscular orange tiger stood at a cave mouth. He was an adventurer and part time bounty hunter. In the dying light he unfurled a crumpled piece of parchment that read; 'WANTED. SLIME MONSTER TAKEN REFUGE IN CAVE SOUTH OF OUR VILLAGE AND TAKING ALL OUR MEN. 60 GOLD PIECES TO WHOEVER KILLS AND BRINGS PROOF.'

"Sixty gold pieces..." he muttered to himself, his muzzle twitching in a half smile. "With that much gold I can go weeks without having to worry about my next pay," he muttered to himself, scrunching the ad in one large fist.

Walking up to the mouth, the setting sun glinted on his light chain mail armour. The large, muscled chest seeming to strain at its binds, his large, strong arms were free of coverings to maximise his manoeuvrability and wore nothing but a pair of tan leather breeches to cover his lower half. He really was imposing, in both build and height. Towering at 7ft tall, he was the epitome of masculine prowess.

"Lets do this dance then," He growled, entering the cave and drawing his giant katana, nearly as long as he was tall. The sun caught his tail as the rest of him was swallowed by the darkness. Unknown to Tygon, this would be his last time in the light as himself...

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Deeper and deeper into the cave he wandered, his keen eyesight piercing the darkness better than most other species were capable of, but even as his pupils expanded to their largest size for maximum light, he found he was straining to see where he was going. As caves went, it was a warren. It was littered with stone shelves and ledges and just dropped in deeper and deeper into the mountain until not even the faintest light could reach him.

"Guess I have no choice..." he muttered to himself before muttering a minor light spell he had learned on his travels. A yellow ball of light appeared by his paw, bobbing around to float at his side like a faithful companion as he continued his descent into the belly of the mountain.

He was loath using such a spell as it gave away his presence to anything and everything that could be lurking in these caves.

A sudden scuttling caught his attention as he swung his sword, just about decapitating a large rat that was trying to make its way away from the light. "If I wasn't so desperate for money right now..." he mumbled before making his cautious way onwards. Rare was it he chose these missions, but he was skint broke now and had to get something in to keep himself sheltered and food in his belly. He could hunt of course, but unusual as it was for his kind, he preferred not to. Too much of the land was hunted already and he still preserved his former clans ways in maintaining the balance of nature.

His footfalls came down softly, despite his obvious size and weight. His tail flicked about now and again as his ears swivelled for any disturbance in the air. But all he could hear was his own steady breathing, the stale taste of the stagnant air coating his throat.

Eventually, he reached a wide chamber that ended in a dead end. Casting the light around the walls he gathered this had once being a sect hide out from the drawings on the walls of worshippers around something he couldn't quite make out. "Looks like this used to be an opening...a good explosive would shift it, but I don't have the tools or the magic skill to cause such a reaction."

Slumping down with a tired sigh, his ears pulled back as his giant paw tightened round the hilt of his katana in frustration before relaxing. "The life of my clan...seems forever cursed," he muttered to himself as he closed his eyes shut, exhaustion claiming him. He remembered as a cub his entire clan was wiped out due to their mountain been slap bang in the middle of a battle zone. Fierce magic and weaponry battered at their home whilst they tried to hold back the armies from all sides. Inevitably, they lost and was all killed. Save for himself who had been found under the rubble of the blasted mountain, miraculously only lightly hurt and was raised by a family of jaguars. His adopted family never told him the cause of the war or why his kind was in the middle, but he had his guesses as what he researched from his clan, they were good at hiding secrets.

Ever since, he had spent his life wandering and earning a living by undertaking quests, training his body and swearing never to settle. Nothing good seemed to come of it far as he could tell. "Damnable idiots..." he growled at the memory, slamming a large fist into the wall he was resting against. Something warm and wet suddenly dripped onto his head, looking up, he was just in time to see a slick, formless mass dropping onto him, shining in his magical light.

Just in time, he rolled to the side only for a blob of goo to fall and hit the ground with a wet splat. Drawing his katana and adopting a battle stance, he stared at what had nearly hit him. "What the fuck...?" he said under his breath.

As he looked on, the goo he noticed was a deep azure colour and seemed to smell strongly of something. A certain scent that got his blood racing, like it was made from concentrated sex. It bubbled and seemed to start oozing upwards, shaping itself as a pair of large bulges appeared up front of a solidifying humanoid figure.

Already he could feel his senses starting to dull, this must be the monster that had being killing the men. "Guh. Got to finish this fast before it gets into my head," he growled, readying his katana before charging the forming goo girl.

Swinging in an arc with a force that would have cleaved a skull neatly in two, the azure goo girl held out a newly formed hand and caught the blade as though he had all the strength of a cub instead of a muscle bound tiger. "What the hell? How could you have the strength to stop my attack? I have fought many kinds of slimes and none have been strong enough to put up resistance," Tygon growled out as a flicker of fear flashed through his amber coloured eyes.

Trying his best to wrench the blade from the creatures grasp, he had the hilt torn from his paws as easily as an adult taking candy from a baby. Wincing at the burn left from the hilt he jumped back, rubbing his paws to ease the sting. The tiger looked up in dismay as his katana that was prized for its strength was snapped easily in half as though it was but rust and worn.

He knew instantly that he was in trouble, he had to retreat away from this strange variation as fast as he could. Bolting the way he came, he found to his shock that it had slithered around his ankles, holding him fast with the strength of concrete. Forming back to its façade of a beautiful female, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders in a lovers embrace before kissing him on the muzzle. Feeling those warm, slimy lips on his muzzle caused him to shudder, his senses filled with her smell and immediately felt weaker, like she was trying to suck something out from him.

There was no other option. Growling, his form began to expand, his limbs seeming to realign as his body remoulded, breaking the limits of his clothing as his chain mail and trousers flew off him. In his tribe, a select few were granted the true form of the tiger via a ritual. It was a form he was loath to take as it brought back the memory of the day he received the gift was the day his clan was torn apart. When he had finished, a six foot tall, eleven foot long feral tiger stood in his stead. his strength and speed greatly enhanced as his feral form snarled, bearing huge teeth at the monster.

The slime took a step back at the sudden shift in the males form, looking on in confusion. Not wasting the opening, he lunged at the monster, pulling back a huge paw and extended his five inch long claws to cleave through the goo girl. Slicing right through, he split it in half with a wet 'splorch' sound before watching as the creature split into two wet puddles of goo.

"That was a close call, I better see if I can add a bit extra on my bill for new equipment," he thought, incapable of direct speech in this form as he began trotting out for the long climb up. He would have changed back to bipedal but knew it would be better to stay in this form as it would take a toll on his stamina...and he would be butt naked as his equipment was destroyed with his change.

Setting off at a steady walk, he suddenly found his paws stuck to the ground again. "What? B-but I killed it!" He thought before his feral, amber eyes shot wide and saw two azure pools of goo covering his legs, spreading upwards and slowly covering him. Try as he might, he could not break free and without thinking, he snarled and tried biting before his brain caught up with him.

Too late, he realised his mistake as the goo only formed around his muzzle, sealing it shut before slowly spreading over his body. He tried to move, but it was like he was in the thickest syrup possible. The scent of pure sex began to flood his senses, he tried to close his nostrils to the scent but it was like the goo monster was working its way into him, forcing his senses to accept every sensation. He started to lose his feral form as the creature ate away slowly at his mind, robbing him of will and resistance, but the more he tried to fight back the easier she seemed to invade before an image popped into his head. It was of something he had longed for, to be years ago and when he was growing up but had since locked it away to fit in with the world. Of a female tigress with fiery orange fur, a large chest of at least three or four handfuls, curvy hips, long legs and a very feminine face with gorgeous green eyes.

Then the goo oozed off of him, sliding and reforming back into the alluring azure goo girl. He lay there for a while, his body not moving save for his chest rising and falling with each breath and eyes all misted up.

His mind whirled in chaos, what had she done to him, why did he want to be that all over again...but was he lying to himself? Was he locking away what he really was? He felt...wrong. That goo girl...what did she do to him, did she tap into the image he really wanted to see himself as? It was true he had always looked on at the female felines with envy, that he had longed to have been like them. Since a cub he always felt like he was born in the wrong body, like it was too big for him and...other things he had experimented with. Did the monster...show him what it could do to him though, or was it a trick? "You...can you...change me?" He asked her. Unbeknownst to him,his eyes where they should be white were the same colour as the goo girl who just cocked her head and smiled, walking towards him in a slow deliberate manner.

His mind cried for him to step back, quickly flee, she couldn't be trusted. But...if she could give him what he had carried in secret for all his life, would he risk his life to become it?

"Please...give me a sign you can change me...make me become what I always wanted..." He said to her in a slow, almost slurred manner as though he were half drunk. His heart pounded as she stopped right up to him, putting a glistening hand between his pecs and trailed down slowly. It felt so warm...so soft and seemed to tingle his muscles in the wake. His eyes were riveted on her sensuous form, his thoughts running wild as to what it must be like to have a beautiful body like that. Her mouth opened in a wordless yes, nodding slowly finally in reply.

Through his upbringing with his adopted family he had done a lot of feminine things that had brought a good amount of abuse on all of them. His adoptive dad had mostly beaten the female desires out of him to stop the humiliation but now it was back, stronger than ever. She could kill him right now true...but she could also give him what had being denied from birth, his rightful form.

"What...must I do? Please?" He said, no longer sounding like the tough warrior he always tried to be but a desperate cub begging for that one thing they always wanted.

In wordless reply, the alluring monster smiled a sultry, seductive smile and pressed her body close to him, her oh-so soft breasts pressing hard against his own hard chest, wrapping her arms round him in an embrace that was both gentle yet firm. He found himself helpless as he surrendered to her, embracing the creature back with a passion.

Her scent filled his senses, that scent that was like heaven itself. A scent that could turn even the coldest of hearts red hot as he felt himself quickly becoming erect. Then he felt it...his rock hard male nipples were getting enveloped in something warm and soft. With a gasp of surprise his head jerked down to look, almost pulling him away. With a hiss the inhuman strength of the goo girl pulled him hard back to her, kissing him with pure lust.

A sound not far from a cubs mewl sounded in his throat as he tasted her on his muzzle lips, his mouth eagerly parting to accept her tongue inside his own. And then it happened. He felt his male nipples pop through as his nipples became completely sealed with this wondrous creatures goo nipples. His cock became fully erect at the same time by the acts, feeling his six inches of tiger meat spear into her soft depths with ease.

Crying into the kiss, his mind was blown away by the sensations. He felt her start sucking on his muzzle into the kiss, feeling as though she was trying to draw something out of him. Her nipples and pussy seemed to copy her mouth for they started to suck strongly around his nipples and cock, shuddering as he felt himself become hot, his pre already building up from so much stimulation.

More and more he surrendered to her, his own arms wrapping round her like a lover, giving her as much as he could. _"She's going to suck the maleness right out of me...oh...this is..."_he trailed off. He couldn't think anymore. What she was doing to him was beyond what any sane mind could comprehend, never mind one lost in his lust and fantasy.

The more aroused he became, the more pre was sucked from his heavy furred sack and the more he shrunk, both in mass and maleness as his chest muscles became less defined. If his magic light hadn't being extinguished and was paying attention, he would have seen a pale yellow like substance being drawn from his chest and absorbed into the goo girl, adding his male strength to its own like it had done with so many adventurers.

Being that lost in the moment, he didn't even notice himself shrinking slowly, becoming smaller in height as she sucked the masculinity right out of his muzzle, the monsters body trembling at the new strength, her hands roaming along the forming shapely hips and sucking and kissing like a whore, desperate for all he had to give.

Tygon's hips began to thrust into her, his cock having lost more than half its original size, getting more and more sensitive the shorter he became as he willingly filled her with his musky pre.

A low moan caught his attention, sounding something like a soft voice under water, causing him to open his eyes in curiosity, only to see with mild surprise that she was starting to give off an azure glow, the strength increasing the more she took of him.

The light allowed him to see what was going on, and when his gaze locked onto his balooning chest already two paws full, that caused him to cry heatedly into he kiss as he came, hard.

His seed poured into the goo girl, causing her to moan in climax as her body absorbed the life giving seed into her own form. But instead of spraying, her body only sucked even more hungrily, his cock disappearing at an incredible rate as his face formed into a very sultry, very female shape and every ounce of his maleness was sucked out, empowering the monster more and more.

Crying out into what was the biggest orgasam he ever had into the suckling kiss, his orgasam was only spurred on more as he heard his voice. It wasn't that of a prime male, but that of a seductive, sensual female.

As the last of his, or her cock seemed to be swallowed by the monster, a beautiful, female slit began to form in place of his male organs. The tiny pulsing cock became a large clitoris above the glistening female lips and his furred orbs were pulled inside of him, his ribs parting to pave the way for what would become her womb and her once furred orbs now serving as overies. The nipples around the suckling chest became big and fat, the breast flesh pushing out until they would easily fill three hands, looking like they just begged to be played with. Her arms and legs became slender yet still held an edge of strength about them as her hips pushed out, looking ripe for bearing children. As the azure glow faded from Tygon's eyes, they slowly turned a stunning shade of forest green.

"Uhhhh..." the changed tiger groaned as she was finally released from the hold, gently stumbling to her knees, her hands bracing her on the floor as the now slender arms trembled. She could see by the glow radiating from the monster at what she had become. Her once flat, hard chest hanging down like udders at a good few handfuls, she would guess loosely at a DD cup. The once strong limbs now slender and alluring and the orange fur had taken a brighter shade of orange. With a deep, shuddering breath she felt her new folds pulse, the alien sensation strange yet welcoming at the same time as she got to her long, strong legs.

"What...kind of monster are you? You...feed on fantasies or something?" She asked, not expecting any answer, a thrill running up her spine from the husky sound of her voice. Without warning the monster surged onto the changed feline, hardly having any time at all to cry out before her body was swallowed by the formless goo. "I changed you" the creature spoke into her mind as the poor female tried to squirm free from the mess, "because this way I get more from my meal. They are so much tastier when freshly changed."

The voice was eerie and she had no doubt what she would end up becoming if she couldn't break free. Extending her claws, she managed to puncture a hole in the side of the monster, her head breaking free with a cry and tried to change to her feral form. "No use," it said, the girl face looming at her on a long, gooey neck.

Realising her feral spirit had been taken by this monster, Tygon felt the creature shake with mirth at her helpless expression. Already she could feel her body starting to tingle as the creatures body began to work on her. Giving in to despair, she let herself become enveloped once again. "This is a fitting end...to a pointless existence," she thought before succumbing to her fate...

_ ROOOOOAR!! _

A sudden, deafening roar shook the cavern, rousing Tygon as she felt something red hot pass her by, finding her spilling onto the floor as the goo ran from her fur. Gasping for oxygen and spitting out a mouthful of the vile tasting monster slime, she tried to look around and gather her wits but the fading glow from the monster made it hard to see. But she did hear what was said.

" Nooo...your type...was destroyed after the monster wars..." the goo girl stammered before three glowing objects could be seen, followed by a swift strike that left white after images for a second before the creature screamed and melted into a stinking, sizzling puddle.

"Great...something even deadlier than that monster. Well come on, I can't really put up a fight so hurry and dismember me...or whatever you plan to do" Tygon said in a low, flat voice as a pair of glowing, red eyes swung to scan over her.

As the red eyes approached she braced for the killing strike before a grating, grinding voice sounded. "SUBJECT...TIGER...OBJECTIVE...PROTECT MASTER," it said before charging the collapsed wall, striking at it, shattering the stone and letting light flood the pitch black cave.

"Urgh...what the fuck?" Tygon gasped, shielding her eyes as light stabbed, her sight super sensitive after so long in the dark. Once her vision had adjusted enough, she slowly lowered her hand to see before her, standing in the mouth of the cave a large, chrome mechanical tiger. "You...wait. I think I read something about you in what I could find out about my clans history. You were one of the weapons created back when my kind were widespread to fight in an ancient monster war."

The metal tiger didn't answer but stood there, looking like it was trying to decide something as the light glinted off its body. "Hello?" She said, tentatively getting up off the cold, stone floor. But her form was too new, too alien feeling to what she was used to with the new shape. As her hips swayed, Tygon's slender legs buckled and gave way. Stumbling, the chrome tiger shot to her side to catch her before she heard something click inside him.

"NEW PROGRAMMING...TYGON...FOREIGN INFORMATION..." it said before shaking its head, growling mechanically, the hole body starting to become red hot, making the already frightened and confused female stagger away in surprise before the metal started to cool off.

Steadying herself with a tree that bordered the forest, she readied herself to run as best she could off into the woodland. However, before she could put action to thought she saw his crude metal muzzle open. "Please, don't be worried. After all, I am you," the voice from the machine was still mechanical, but she felt like she recognised it. It sounded...almost like she used to be. "My name is Tygon, and I am your protector."

"What?!" the female said in alarm. "No...no I am Tygon, you are a machine," she said, placing her hands on her shapely hips, her fear turning to annoyance at the name stealing.

"No, you were Tygon," the machine said, stepping up to her with its lethal metal tail swinging slowly. "Somehow, part of your feral spirit seems to have seeped into me, arousing me from my derelict state where I was sealed off."

So...that was how he had been revived right when she needed help. Her rupture must have caused some of what had been absorbed of her to escape and implant itself into this...metal cat. "Yes but...you can't go taking my name. We will have to think of a new one for you," she said before catching her reflection on him as she stepped into the light.

"And do you think Tygon will work for you any more?" it said, seeming to read her thoughts and feelings like a familiar would as it inclined it head. "You are no longer the tiger you used to be..."

The female feline only half listened to him as it lectured to her. She couldn't stop looking at the reflection of her nude form, her orange fur was like a coat of fire in the sun. From her eyes that enchanted her to the long, slender legs. Those shapely hips, that beautiful slit and those large, voluptuous breasts that begged to be grabbed and erect nipples the size of a grape. And that hair. As a male she had always had her mane shaved right off but somehow...she now had a beautiful red mane of medium length hair that almost shaped itelf to her head, nearly covering one eye. Running her hand over them, she felt a tremor of pleasure run through her at how sensitive they were. "I don't think now is the time to be enjoying yourself, you should find some cover and clothes as soon as you can," the mechanical cat spoke to her in a rebuking manner.

Sighing, she relented but found it hard to tear her gaze away. She couldn't believe it was her before leaning against a tree that bordered the forest, a grin creeping across her muzzle. "This is real...this is who I am," she said excitedly. "And from now on yes, Tygon certainly doesn't work. You can call me...Tygriss."