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Brandon shivered and clutched his coat around his body tightly as the heavens fell around him. He was already thoroughly soaked and it had only been raining for a matter of minutes. He had just been walking up and down the countryside's rolling green hills when the storm had suddenly started out of nowhere. He had heard of the calm before the storm in the past, but he had figured in those cases there were at least signs--dark clouds, ominous rumblings, or a raindrop here and there. This storm though had no such signs and even now as Brandon trudged up a muddy hill did he search his mind for a memory of the weather report he had read this morning. He was certain he had read it was going to be a clear day; otherwise why else would he be out here? He certainly wouldn't have wanted to end up in such miserable weather.

A deep rumble in the darkened sky dragged Brandon's thoughts from his current woes to future ones. He looked up and realized there might be something worse than being rained on. When there was thunder, there was lightning--or was it the other way around? Brandon decided it didn't matter. What mattered was that he was near the top of a hill and high places were a great place to be struck by lightning. He hurried up the hill if only to hurry down it on the other side. Perhaps he could find a ditch down there to lie in. While the thought of lying in muddy grass was unappealing, more unappealing was the prospect of being zapped. He'd rather be soaked and muddy than struck and smoked.

After Brandon reached the top of the hill, he immediately set to sprinting down it. He had descended halfway down and had managed to not slip when the sky boomed. He looked up just in time to lightning lance towards him.

KZST!

Icy Xisaru stumbled back as lightning struck the ground in front of her. Brushing aside her short hair off her furred shoulder pads, she grimaced. Her vulpine muzzle twisted into a snarl as she looked up to the sky.

"I guess that's how you want to play, Skalrud," she said, her blue eyes darting here and there as she searched the stormy sky for her foe. When lightning struck again, the silver fox heroine was unphased. She stalwartly kept her gaze focused on the search.

Spying a shape flitting amongst the clouds, Xisaru smiled. Her eyes glowed silver momentarily as she broke into a run. Each time her feet touched the wet ground, it froze, leaving behind small patches of ice in the wake of her steps. Her silver tail fluttered behind her as she picked up speed until she was running at a speeder impossible for any normal person. At the peak of her speed she leapt up into the air. Her eyes glowed briefly again as her powers activated, converting a simple jump into flight. She rocketed up into the sky, soaring higher and higher with each passing second. Though it got colder the higher she went up, she didn't care. She loved the cold. Whether he knew it or not, Skalrud was actually doing her a favor creating such a frigid storm. Why not pay him back, one favor for the other?

Xisaru came to stop midair. She floated there, blinking away the rain that poured down her face. She narrowed her eyes as she once again searched for the fleeting figure.

"Looking for me, Icy?" a voice boomed from behind her.

Xisaru spun around and found herself face to face with a floating, snarling wolf wearing a tight purple suit. He pulled back a fist and swung at the supervixen. She ducked and dove at him. He grunted as she impacted him, catching him around the waist with both arms. While he flailed from the sudden contact, Xisaru tightened her grip around the villainous wolf and angled her and her opponent so that they began to plummet downwards. When Skalrud managed to throw another punch, she kneed him hard in the crotch. He howled and snapped at Xisaru, catching her shoulder in his jaws. The supervixen grimaced as his teeth drew blood. Still she kept her grip tight around as they fell closer and closer to the earth. Though his bite hurt, Skalrud was the one in for real pain as they slammed into the ground with phenomenal force, skidding a bit before landing still. Xisaru smiled when he let out an anguished howl of pain as she heard something of his crack. She let go of the wolf and stood up, placing her hands on her hips as she looked down at him

"I was looking for you, Skalrud," she smirked. "And now I have you."

"You...urgh--bitch!" he screamed, painfully sitting up. "You broke my ribs! All of them!"

Xisaru smile deepened as she neared the wolf.

"It's the price of justice," she said. "You could have come without a fight."

"NO!" Skalrud snarled, pointing a finger at her. "I'm not done yet."

Xisaru involuntarily took a step back as the supervillain's eyes flashed and the sky cracked and boomed from above. She looked up just in time to see lightning split the sky.

KSZT!

Iris laughed evilly as lightning struck just behind her. The humanoid bat in a tight crimson corset and cloak loved the sudden heat, the smell of ozone, but most of all she loved the way her victim futilely crawled away. She swept her cloak around her and then advanced on the shivering human.

"There, there," she called out in the storm. "There's no reason to run."

The man turned over and looked at her, eyes wide and mouth gaping. Iris smiled and leapt, landing on the man's chest and pinning him down. He didn't even try to resist. Instead, he sobbed and looked away as she bent down and brought her fanged mouth close to his neck. She placed a clawed hand on his neck and felt his pulse race beneath the skin. She jabbed him with her claw, drawing blood and a whimper from the man. She brought the claw to her mouth and took a taste.

"Ahh," she sighed in ecstasy. "Delicious."

"Please," the man sobbed. "Please--"

"Oh," she said, placing a hand on his lips. "You only had to ask. Of course I will."

Iris suddenly shot her head forward and plunged her fangs into the man's neck. The man screamed as she noisily slurped his blood. She silenced his screams when she reached a hand back and into his pants, gripping at his manhood. The screams weren't exactly silenced, but rather muffled as the man let out a moan as the bat pleasured his penis while draining his life. A smile ran over Iris's visage when she felt his fondled member grow stiff and erect.

"Yes," she whispered between a slurp of blood. "It's not so bad, see?"

The man nodded, shivering as she gave his balls a squeeze. Iris looked up to his face, her smile deepening once she saw fur was beginning to spread his face and his nose was growing wider and more piglike much like her own. She took another suck of his blood and couldn't help but laugh as his ears moved up atop his head. His hard and angular features too had softened and his eyes had grown big and black. With another drink of his blood Iris felt his manhood and testicles diminish in her clawed hands.

"Yes," she repeated. "It won't be so bad being like me."

The man murmured and laid his head against the wet ground. As she continued to suck his blood, Iris moved a hand to her victim's chest when two soft, pillowy mounds pushed out. She squeezed his growing breasts while continuing to fondle what remained of his shrinking maleness. Soon, the man couldn't even be referred to as such or as human either, because a few moments later Iris was fingering feminine folds while her victim's head and body had finished forming into a batlike shape such as hers. Soon after, Iris ceased her sucking and stood up. She looked down at her victim, pleased with how her victim had turned out.

Sudden rumbling caused the batgirl under her to sit up startled. She looked around in confusion. She let out a squeal.

"Shh," Iris said, bending down and drawing the batgirl's attention. "Countess Iris is here for you."

The batgirl looked up at Iris lovingly. She grinned as Iris helped her get to her feet, her clothes barely fitting her now feminine form. The sky rumbled again, drawing another frightened squeal from the girl.

"Don't worry," Iris said. "It's just lightni--"

KZST!

Tara blinked her eyes and backed away from the window as lightning struck close, too close. The android raptor didn't really have much to fear though. In the compound she was protected by the storm, though its harsh sounds reminded her all too well what it would be like outside. Tara brushed her hair out of her eyes and turned back to what she had been doing. An unconscious guard lay slumped against a wall while an open laptop sat upon a black cube. She hurried over to the computer and bent over as she began to rapidly type into it. She grimaced when she didn't get the result she wanted.

"Come on," she said. "Come on..."

Suddenly a loud siren sounded throughout the compound and the light above her started flashing red. She snarled in annoyance and looked up to it.

"Damn it," she swore. Taking the laptop in two hands, she ripped it in half and walked up to the window. She opened it just long enough to throw the ruptured machinery out. This accomplished, she turned around to find that four more individuals had entered the room, men wearing the same dark uniform as the unconscious guard. Unlike the unconscious guard, they were armed and alert and their weapons pointed at her.

"Hello," she said, claws clacking nervous against the ground. She took a step back. "I--"

"Don't move!" one of the guard shouted. "Not one step!"

"Fine," Tara said. "I won't."

Instead she dropped down and reached for her sidearm at the same time. The guards reacted, but not fast enough. They got of a few high shots before she got each of them with a shot to the brain. When the last one fell, she got to her feet.

"Phew," she sighed. "That was--"

A blue, crackling ball rolled out from around the corner. The raptor blinked.

"Shit," she swore.

The ball exploded into a mass of hissing electricity. Tara shuddered and shook as it interfered with her electronic interiors. Without a spoken sound, she fell to the ground totally paralyzed.

"Agent Tara," she heard someone chuckle. The sound of booted feet followed after it and the android raptor felt hands fall upon her. Whether she liked it or not, she was forced to her feet and made to look into the eyes of a smug dragon. She tried to speak, but her voice modulator wasn't working at the moment.

"Hmm," the dragon said. He looked her up and down, leering as his eyes caught sight of her bountiful breasts. "Form over function, huh?"

He reached forward and squeezed one of her breasts. Although the feeling was muted, it was still there, enough to make her shiver a little.

"Perhaps I was wrong," the dragon mused. "Form and function. When your power nearly fails can you feel them then? What are you primarily, Tara? Spy or sexbot?"

"Who are you?" Tara managed.

"Me?" the dragon laughed, his gaze still focused on her breasts. He lowered a clawed hand and reached around her back. He gave her tail a squeeze before feeling at her rounded rear through her bodysuit. "It doesn't matter who I am."

"Yes," Tara coughed. "It does."

The dragon forced a hand down Tara's skintight suit and felt around her crotch. He smiled when she reacted to his touch.

"My, you're sensitive! And are you getting wet? Tsk, tsk, Tara. I thought I might just dispose of you but I think I could make some adjustments to you and then we could forgive all that has happened here, all that you've done to ruin my efforts."

"Leber?" she guessed.

The dragon snorted and shook his head. "You're not getting any information out of me, Tara, but I'm going to get a lot out of you. Oh yes." He licked his snout in anticipation. He turned to a guard behind him. "Call a technician. Let's crack her open and then afterwards we'll have a more personal interrogation."

"Leber!" Tara snarled. "Don't even--"

"Think about exploiting one of the functions you were built for? And why not?"

The storm above the compound thundered ominously.

"Because--ahh!" Tara moaned as the dragon teased her sex. "Because there's a storm gathering and I'm only part of it, only part of...mmmmm!"

"I'm surprised these don't get in the way," the dragon sneered as he hefted her big breasts. He looked up to her. "What were you saying? Storm? Maybe, but whatever happens you won't--"

KSZT!

Valerie looked down at her partner impatiently as he ceased his thrusting, his attention drawn away the nearby lightning outside the cave. The blue furred sergal grumbled and grabbed the male, forcing him to look forward. She pointed a finger down and glared at him. The male tilted his head in confusion.

"Fuck!" she commanded.

The male nodded and resumed thrusting. Valerie purred in pleasure, one clawed hand pressed tightly against the wall and the other squeezed her plump furred breasts while the male thrust in and out. With a snarl she thrust her head forward and bit into his neck. He didn't pause and in fact sped up, rocking them both back and forth while he gripped her hips. Valerie panted and panted as her arousal grew, her slick folds clenching tightly around her partner's cock. Though deep in their lovemaking, she could tell this was the one, the one who would be virile enough to make her bear children. He wasn't the brightest or the quickest, but he was good in other ways and sex was one of them. The sergal was so into it she managed to orgasm before her man; then, while she leaned against him in a daze he shuddered and she felt his seed spill into her. As it filled her womb, she imagined she could already feel warmth growing with. She growled and pulled up tight against her mate, hugging him as he pulled out. Yes. This was the one.

The sounds of the storm drew Valerie out of her reverie. She looked outside the cave and was glad to have shelter. Nothing could harm them out here. Not even the--

KZST!

The dragoness stared outside the cave, not at all bothered by the lightning. In fact, she wished she could be out there in the storm, to be flying high and unhindered instead of as she was now, gravid and heavy. She too wished that her mate hadn't left her; right now he was out there somewhere in the storm, flying free and no doubt already courting some other foolish female.

With a huff, the dragoness ponderously turned away from the cave. She staggered near to the back of the cave, her swollen belly brushing the ground on her way. She curled up and tried to go to sleep, but the storm was too distracting. Thus, she opened her eyes and stared out at the storm, still wishing to be free of her pregnant weight.

The dragoness's wish seemed to be granted when she felt sudden pressure in her sex. She didn't take notice of the first or second, but a third pulse drew her attention to her hindquarters. She rolled over on her side a little and looked down at it. A fourth pulse and the sight of her slickening sex gave her all the evidence she needed to figure out she was about to birth.

As this was her second clutch, the dragoness knew what to do. She stood up on all fours, leaned forward on her lowered foreclaws, and lifted her tail high. There was a fifth pulse and then it began. The dragoness hissed and shivered as the first egg made its way down her passage rubbing almost pleasurably against her inner walls. The real pleasure was the bout of satisfaction she got when the first egg came out and then the second was on its way. This one came out a little easier than the first and it brought the same amount of satisfaction for less pain. The third shortly followed, then the fourth, the fifth, and finally the six. When they were all out, the dragoness was exhausted. Instincts told her to clean up her eggs, curl up with them, and protect them, but she wouldn't let instincts take hold, not yet. Instead, she walked over to the cave's entrance and looked out to the storm. She wanted so badly to be out there. She didn't care about the rain or wind, of thunder or lightning, or--

KSZT!

Sushi stared at the storm outside of the enclosed facility. Then the shark android turned around and looked at the man manacled to the white walls. Sushi smiled at the man as she stepped towards him. He stared at her naked, artificial body with a mixture of trepidation and awe. She struck a pose, letting him stare at her curves, full breasts, thick tail, and elegant ears.

"You like it, hmm?" she said. "You could be like me, if you want. You won't be me." She stepped forward and booped the man's nose. "But close enough. What do you say, cutie?"

The man gulped and then nodded. Sushi jumped and clapped her hands together, her breasts bouncing. After her celebration, she bent down, showing the man her rear before tentacles burst from her back. They flailed about before unlocking the manacles and catching the man. He struggled against his newfound restraints.

"Oh!" Sushi said. "You look so handsome, even more so soon."

Without another word, the tentacles slapped tightly against the man, squealing as they injected something into him. He shuddered from the pain.

"I know, I know," she said, shaking her head sadly. "It hurts now. Don't worry, I'll fix that soon, hon!"

The nanobots quickly set to work. The man's skin became grey and rubbery while his body gained muscle and artificial muscle. A thick tail burst from the base of spine, growing out in a sharklike tail. His face pushed out, extending into a shark muzzle much like Sushi's own. He growled and groaned as he continued to grow, the nanobots replacing delicate flesh with tougher machinery. When it was all over, he resembled a male version of Sushi. Satisfied, the shark android let him go. He caught himself on his knees. Sushi helped him up, looking over him with pride.

"Oh, you turned out just perfect!" she squealed. Her eyes fell to his endowed manhood. "As I said, just perfect!" She took it in both her hands. "Mmm! Why don't we have some fun? It works the same as it did before, only better!"

Her male counterpart nodded excitedly. Sushi took his arm and excitedly led him to the facility's windows. She pressed her breasts against the glass, raised her tail, and looked back.

"Come on!" she said. "What are you waiting for?"

The sky cracked. Sushi looked up, nonplussed.

KZST!

Twilight Kazukai watched as the intruders broke into her temple just as lightning struck. The bulky acolyte behind her stepped forward but came to a stop when the white furred jackal priestess held up a slender hand. She smirked as the intruders cut down her weaker followers before making their way up to her altar.

"Welcome!" she spoke, her high voice booming. "Have you come to slay me?"

The leader of the intruders, a scarred tiger garbed in plate mail, stepped forward and raised his sword.

"Aye, witch-bitch," he said. "Your dark deeds shall no longer echo through this land. Don't fight and I'll make this quick."

"Ha!" Kazukai laughed. "You can no more kill me than you can kill my master. I offer you an alternative: join or die."

"Ha!" It was the tiger's turn to laugh. "Your dark worship has led to dark sacrifice, but what kind of threat is that? You have no weapons, witch!"

Kazukai's smirk deepened. "As you wish."

White bones burst from Kazukai's back in the shape of rings, red stones framing around the bones to appear as feathers might. With one flap of her wings she rose into the air, her form glowing with some dread red power. She pointed at finger at the surprised tiger and spoke a terrible divine word. A red beamed lanced from her finger and struck his armor. The tiger stumbled back, fell to one knee, and held his head. When he looked back up at her a moment later, his eyes glowed red.

"Master..." he mumbled in a drowsy tone. He stood and pointed to Kazukai. "She is our master."

"No!" One of the intruders shouted. "She's corrupted him! You--!"

Kazukai waved her hand over the intruders. A red mist fell upon them that made them lethargic and confused until they too were as the tiger--totally subservient. The dark priestess smiled at her work and rose higher in the air.

"Master!" she called. "They may call me this but I know whom I serve. Master, I have brought you a sacrifice of those righteous made submissive! I ask that you accept it!"

Kazukai rose higher still until she was nearly at the peak of the temple. She waited for a response. When the heavens rumbled, she thought it was divine response. In reality, it was merely the sign before the storm.

KSZT!

Neira looked up in annoyance at the storm. The lightly clad skunk succubus turned her attention to the peasant pinned beneath her. She casually removed her bra and let it fall on his chest.

"Ohhh," she moaned, massaging her breasts. "That was a little tight, don't you think?"

When the peasant didn't respond, she shook her head and look down at him. She grabbed her breasts and pushed them up.

"Don't you want to feel them?" she asked. "I bet you've never felt anything quite so nice!"

"Demon!" the peasant said more in fright than disgust. "The holy man said to lie with unclean spirits!"

"I'm not unclean!" Neira protested, letting go of her boobs. She ran a hand through her blue hair. "I took a bath in Hell this morning. Can't you tell?"

The peasant sputtered. Neira stuck her tongue out and flapped her batlike wings.

"It was a joke," she said. "What is it really? The horns? The wings? What don't you like about me?"

"Demon!" the peasant repeated.

"Yeah, yeah," Neira said, rolling her eyes. She sat up a little and reached for her loincloth. "We already went over that. Fine, how do you feel about this?"

Neira unceremoniously ripped off her loincloth and watched it flutter to her side. When she returned her gaze to the peasant, he was staring at her pussy with fearful lust.

"Looks good, right?" she asked. "All of me?" When the peasant actually nodded, she laughed. "Of course it does. I'm a succubus. You know what that means, right?"

"Demon!" he shouted hoarsely.

"Yes," Neira sighed. "But it means some other things. You won't have to worry about me conceiving demon child unless I want to and right now, I don't want to. Also--" She slyly stroked his cheek. "I promise I won't mark you in anyways. All I'm asking is for some simple sex. Well," she chuckled. "Maybe not so simple. How does that sound?"

The peasant nodded again, this time eagerly. Neira winked at him, then scowled at the sky thundered. She looked up and waved her hand, her arm momentarily blooming with hellfire. With that, the bad weather dispersed. She turned back to the peasant and he was terrified again.

"Ah, of course," she chuckled. "That was just some simple magic to clear up the weather so we could have some calm time together but I see we're back at step one. Well, we'll get there won't we. At least there'll be nothing to interrupt us. Now then, where shall we start? Ah!"

Neira leaned forward and gave the peasant a kiss while at the same time grabbing at his crotch. He squirmed, but relaxed after she really got to work. She withdrew from the kiss.

"You liked that?" she asked, to which the peasant nodded wholeheartedly.

Neira grinned. "Good."