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The story so far:

The village of Newkome sees monsters invade and take over the streets every night while humans must hide in their houses. Two of the monsters, Kate and her mother, lived permanently in the village by taking on human form and keeping their true selves secret. Then one night they left their human lives behind to embrace their monster natures and were passionately transformed. Kate turned into an imp queen, a winged salamander that cares for her smaller imp subjects.

Kate expected to be rejected by the village humans and lose all her friends. To her surprise and joy, they accepted her back, and she and her imp minions became a go-between for humans and monsters to deal with their mutual problems.

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Outside Amy's house was darkness and the night's gradual arrival of the beasts. Inside the house the clock issued its ten p.m. chimes. Amy and Carl lounged on the couch and did the best they could to keep up with Kate's excited gossiping chatter. The imp matriarch was enjoying her flirtation with human normality, watching TV and eating snacks with her friends. As they bit into tortilla chips, she dipped her long tongue into a jar of tasty mealworms from the fishing tackle shop.

Kate laughed as she noticed the humans trying not to look upon her.

“Go on, stare away. There's a winged salamander on your sofa, I know how it is."

A winged, six breasted salamander wearing a glossy, olive coloured plastic dress. The lizard man tailor had done a great job, having used a material not unlike a shower curtain as it didn't cling uncomfortably to the big imp's slimy skin.

“How's Miss Green settling in?" asked Kate, between tongue dabs into the jar of wriggling things.

“Oh, her English is getting better, and she wants to volunteer at the library," replied Amy, ogling her friend with a leisurely smile. “And she's getting much better at going out with clothes on."

Kate was not the first crack in the barrier between the monsters of the night and the humans of the day. Grun the troglodyte had been a feature of the village for decades. People actually waved to her from their windows, and got worried when they didn't see her shambling through the streets. Now too elderly to unleash her berserker rage, she took to sitting in people's gardens and other monsters subtly kept any real fights well away from her.

The villagers asked Kate what the monsters were going to do to keep Grun safe in her old age. Her mother said their kind usually died in battle before it became an issue. And troglodytes couldn't live with humans because of their rages, though Grun wasn't capable of all that anymore, but rules are rules…

Then last night Grun was no more, and a surprisingly large old human woman moved into Kate's mum's now empty house.

Lacu had spent many difficult hours on the transformation and Kate ensured he got showered with affection and the choicest takings from the local harvest. The humans welcomed this strange lady like a dear, treasured old friend, and pretended they didn't know what she used to be.

The friends talked on, exchanging gossip with the monster, Kate sometimes giving them a real-time feed of events fresh from the eyes of her little minions. Finally she stifled a sleepy yawn, glanced at the clock, and looked over to the window she had come in from.

“I really loved this, but I should probably get off," she said. “I never got used to being nocturnal, and my new job is mostly daytime anyway."

“You could sleep over," replied Amy. “Like humans have to do past ten o'clock."

“I…" Kate wagged her tail. She was still overwhelmed at the idea that her friends were so accepting of her new nature. “Are you _sure_?"

The imp queen emphasised the last word, pointedly. She was not _really_ supposed to live among humans like this.

“Go ahead and finish off the jar," said Carl. “You have a spare sleeping bag, Amy?"

The other human nodded, and motioned at Kate's abandoned bag of nail technician gear over on a side table.

“Carl, your nails are in a right awful state. Think you can help him out, Kate?"

After the impromptu manicure, Kate curled up and fell asleep near the window. She politely turned down the sleeping bag as she didn't want to slime it up, and she preferred the cool air. Kate eschewed her own bed and used the bag instead, joining them in the living room.

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It was who-knows-what o'clock. The meagre light of early dawn filtered through the curtains, and Carl woke at the sound of a soft yelp. He looked over to see Kate, naked, laying with her back on her dress, her head resting on a folded up pillow. Her stomach looked swollen. Kate widened her legs and laid her tail limply along the floor, while her exposed vagina pouted and oozed with clear goo. Amy roused too, and the humans watched their friend struggling.

“Uhhh, are you okay?" asked Amy. The imp matriarch, panting and squirming, nodded, and squealed. Her abdomen muscles heaved and an unseemly, long, squirming lump appeared through her skin at her crotch.

“Nnnhhhh… rrrrrrrrrhhhh…" she groaned as her labia dilated and a little snout poked through.

“Is there, err, anything we can do?" asked Carl, hoping there wasn't. The matriarch shook her head, squeezed her muscles firmly and her pussy lips quivered open to let the imp's head and arms out.

The creature gripped Kate's thighs and hauled herself out from the big creature's intimate, soft flesh. Kate gave a final push and the little monster slipped free suddenly, sliding a few inches over the laid-down dress in a burst of slick fluids.

“Hhhh… hahhhhhh... I'm… okay…" Kate managed.

Amy recognised the little imp as Walnut. The creature got to her feet and smiled to the humans, before gulping up the embryonic fluids that pooled around Kate's hips.

“Let them in, dear," said Kate to her minion after she got her breath back. The beast flew to the window and hauled it open. Three differently coloured female imps, all naked as Walnut and Kate, flapped in and landed upon their matriarch.

What were their names? thought Amy to herself. Saffron, Choc-chip and… oh yes, Lime. Nice, polite, chatty little things. If you closed your eyes you'd think you were talking to a slightly squeakier Kate. But they were also far more used to monsterhood, and didn't have their matriarch's sense of shame. They quite happily joined Walnut at Kate's chest, sucking a teat into their mouths and starting to drink hungrily from her.

The imp queen made soft, sighing noises as she felt her supply of milk leave her body and flow into the tummies of her little charges. After a while, she looked up and saw Amy and Carl, still staring at her, open mouthed.

Kate smiled shyly. Her hand started to move to cover herself, then she relaxed it and made an accepting shrug. “This is me now. This is how I take care of my little guys."

“I… okay," said Carl. “Was Walnut in… there all night?"

The imp unfastened her mouth from her matriarch's nipple.

“I got grabbed and eaten a few minutes ago," she said casually. “But we have a self-defence thingy, if we're about to die, our brains teleport out of us and into the eggs we laid in our Queen, where she regrows our bodies."

“It happens a lot," said Kate. “It's a dangerous world for imps."

“You… respawn?" asked Carl. The imp and her queen looked uncomprehendingly at him. Kate wasn't one for video games, and so neither were her minions.

Kate rubbed the heads of her little monsters as they drank from her, their heads bobbing, soft, contented slurping noises coming from their mouths.

“I know how this looks. You must think we're pretty gross," said Kate, with an embarrassed half smile. Carl just looked on. Kate didn't act gross - her almost maternal care was oddly touching. She didn't look gross. She was slimy, but actually more shapely than her original, plain, tubby human self. And it didn't hurt that she was _abundantly_ gifted in the chest area.

“Not really," conceded Carl readily. “You know, I, uhh, fancied you," he said. “Actually, I don't think I stopped."

Kate blushed. “Oh… I mean, I kinda… But you and Amy?…"

Amy shrugged. “You set us up with each other," she said. “Which was odd 'cos when Carl got a liking for you, you clearly liked him back."

“Yeah…" said Kate, feeling awkward.

“It's okay, we had a long chat about it," said Carl. “We're going to stay friends."

Kate nodded. She shifted a little in the press of imps as she fed them.

“You didn't want to go out with Carl 'cos you're a monster, right?" said Amy. “Even while you had a human form?"

Kate nodded again. Her face wrinkled, then she started to sniffle.

“I… th-thought it best…"

Amy slipped out of bed and crept over. Kate squirmed slightly, nervous about human contact, but her imps pretty much had her pinned. Amy hugged her from the side, letting her skin press against the imp's moist flesh and her night t-shirt soak up her slime. Kate trembled and reached an arm around the human, hugging her as tight as she could without disturbing the feeding imps.

Carl joined them, and both humans tightly snuggled their damp, winged salamander friend.

They remained in place, pressed against Kate's slippery skin, with the nursing imps. No-one really wanted to break it off.

Kate's milk smelled sweet and pleasant. Carl couldn't help but rest his eyes on the many bare, orange and green mottled breasts. He and Amy were just inches from them and the little beasts nursing from them.

Walnut spied his glance. “You know," she said, “there's two more teats down here…"

The two humans blushed at that. Amy giggled. “Well, ahh, I don't, err…"

Such a good idea, thought Kate dreamily. To have my friends and my little buddies share me…

The imp matriarch reached her flippered hands out and gently pressed Amy and Carl's heads down towards her lowest teats.

Her hands met resistance, and surprised looks from the two. Kate left her daze quickly, and blushed fiercely.

“Sorry, sorry! I really shouldn't have-“

The resistance was gone. The humans lowered their faces until their mouths were almost over her lowest nipples. Kate bit her lip and shivered a little.

Amy and Carl's glances met each other, then returned to Kate's soft skin.

No-one else need know, right? reasoned Carl. Just a little…

They opened their mouths around the matriarch's teats and suckled on, their lips pressed against the domes of Kate's bountiful lowest pair.

“Ahhhh… hhhhhh…" uttered the imp queen, her long toes clenching. Amy tasted the cool, strangely oily, fat-rich milk from her monstrous friend. It was deliciously sweet and potent, and she enjoyed the sensation of it sliding down her throat into her stomach.

The two started to gulp at Kate's plentiful reserves, like the four imps above them. Amy daintily pulled at the teat with her lips while Carl slurped half of the breast into his mouth and sucked indulgently at it.

Kate's hands ran over the humans' lightly bobbing heads, wetting their hair and skin with her slime. Her eyes closed and she smiled with deep, delighted contentment.

Amy felt the milk settling in her stomach and, despite its coolness, it made her feel curiously warm. Her body tingled with arousal, and her nipples firmed under her t-shirt. She discretely brought her hand to her groin and rubbed over her panties, digging the fabric into her increasingly wet crevice.

Carl ran his fingers over Kate's hips and thighs. As his touch strayed to her groin, the matriarch curled her tail around and pressed it firmly against the human's stomach and crotch. His manhood pressed tightly against his boxers and rubbed shamelessly against the underside of the monster's tail.

She has so much milk, thought Carl. He coaxed the creature's mammary and let his mouth fill with the curiously slippery, tasty liquid, then swallowed it and drew forth yet more. Carl looked at the other human, who had arched her back like a cat and was rubbing her sex through her panties. She caught his glance and they blushed fiercely and looked away. Amy took her fingers off her pussy, but they returned seemingly by themselves as her mind was occupied by the drinking of the imp's rich lactation.

Amy noticed a strange itching at her chest.

Uh oh. I think that's…

No, just ignore it, and keep drinking. So good…

Amy couldn't ignore the sensation. She brought her spare hand to the itching and felt new sensitive new lumps on her lower torso and upper tummy.

Marshalling all her will, she pulled herself free of Kate's teat and sat straight up. She pulled her t-shirt off and looked down at her breasts - the petite ones she was familiar with, and the four new budding ones underneath.

Amy shuddered and stifled a gasp. She cupped the larger two that were just under her original tits. Each was as large as an orange, and pleasantly sensitive. They seemed to still be growing. They felt moist against her fingers. In fact, her hands were moist too. Her whole body felt wet and her panties clung to her skin.

<Matriarch wants you to be more than a friend,> came a quiet, alien thought in her head. Amy somehow knew it was from Saffron. The orange imp at Kate's teat winked at her mischievously.

<We all do.>

Carl drank on, while Amy saw his body start to glisten with wetness and shrink against the monster he embraced. Carl watched Kate, her imps and the whole world grow. He knew what was happening, but it was so easy to put those thoughts out of his head and concentrate on suckling and fondling the creature he loved.

Amy and Carl felt odd, wordless communications in their heads. The imps and their matriarch were discussing, delegating and instructing each other constantly. The two mostly-humans were now part of their network, their thoughts exposed to the creatures' combined mind. To Amy and Carl's human selves it felt intrusive, but to their increasingly impish sides it was comforting.

Amy witnessed Lime receiving and agreeing to a communication. She pulled herself away from Kate's soft breast and climbed down and gripped Carl's boxers, which were sagging against his smaller body. He obligingly adjusted himself to let the little beast slide them down his legs. His penis sprang free, achingly firm. On the other side of his body his little tail whipped friskily about as it grew.

<I'm turning you into monsters, but I want you to join us _so_ much,> thought Kate to the two. Her guilt and hesitancy was plain. At the same time her matriarch influence shone out, her words important and impossible to ignore.

<No part of me doesn't want this,> replied Carl soothingly as he left her teat, climbed up and rested his shrinking body against his queen's supple, slick front. She placed her flippered hands on his back and rump as he aligned his penis against her pussy, and sank himself deep into her.

Amy, her own transformations subsiding now she was apart from Kate, pleasured herself and watched them mating. Carl was now half Kate's size, but his manhood remained satisfyingly large as he sundered her. He buried his lengthening snout between her highest breasts and looped his tail around her own.

As the suckling and fucking edged the matriarch towards orgasm, all her imps, Carl and Amy tensed with the pleasure sensations emanating from her.

“Hhhhh, ohgod, ahhhh!" groaned Amy, her hands dropping to her sides, no longer needing to stimulate herself as Kate's own rut pushed everyone to climax.

The imps, including Carl, gripped their matriarch tightly as they came against her. Kate, shrieking with sweet release inside all their heads, felt her pussy well with her new minion's cum. Carl moaned with orgasm as his wings sprouted and wrapped around the imp queens torso. Amy doubled over as her ejaculate flowed round the sides of her panties, trickled down her kneeling legs and soaked the carpet.

Carl blissfully gripped his queen with all his limbs as he continued to inseminate her. The human in him got the girl he fancied, the imp he now was had made his matriarch happy.

Amy beheld the little beast her friend had become, Kate's ninth imp. Carl psychically shared with them all how only two days ago he thought the imps were horrors who had ganged up on Kate and mutated her. The other imps laughed and the closest ones to him hauled him out of Kate's nethers, pulled him up to themselves and hugged him slimily yet warmly.

Carl, blissfully happy at joining the amphibian collective, looked down at his black speckled, dark green body and suggested some ideas to the mass about what food he should be renamed to. Kate quickly asserted that he remain being Carl. His role was to be her friend and resist losing his human side. Carl grinned and nodded.

The matriarch looked over the mostly-human that was watching and listening in on them. Amy had lost a few inches in height, her skin glistened and her modest new breasts hung discretely under her human pair, but she was otherwise her old self.

“Amy," said Kate shyly. “I…" <I really want to continue changing you. I want to grab you and hold you down and drip my milk into your mouth, and watch you turn into my imp. I want to fly with you and Carl for the first time. I want you to crawl into my womb and lay your eggs, so if you are ever hurt you will return to me and be reborn. I want to keep you safe.>

<I… want you to as well>, replied Amy. <My imp… bits?… want to serve you. They want the human side to give in and let you rule over all of me. I and my fellow subjects would die a thousand times to protect you.>

“We… don't have to be hasty," said Kate, with great effort. “Let's sleep on it. If you want, I could even ask Lacu to turn you back completely."

Amy nodded. Then lay on her back, opened her legs a little, and raised her hands above her head.

<Turn me>

Kate, gratefully releasing her pent up instincts, lunged onto her friend's prone body. Amy gasped, looked up at the monster's hungry form, and felt the curiously maternal yet lustful thoughts emanating from her. The matriarch pinned her victim's arms to the floor with her own flippered hands and hung her highest breasts above the woman's head. Amy trembled under her queen as an imp flew to her queen's teats and firmly squeezed them, causing a pale stream to splash forth and coat Amy's face. The near-human opened her mouth and caught the next squirt, drinking it thirstily, while the imps crawled over her form. Amy felt and understood their communications, so she knew Lime was going to shapechange her teeth to become sharp and bite through her panties, just before she did. The transforming girl blushed deeply as Kate commanded her subjects to become male again.

Amy opened her legs wider and mentally suggested Kate pin them down with her own to make her truly helpless. Kate thanked her for being so helpful and anchored her shins over the human's. Walnut gripped Amy's groin and shifted to male form, her imp pussy swelling and her manhood squirming forth from her vagina, to delve past Amy's soaked labia and plunge deep into her body.

Amy writhed under the press of imp bodies as they thrust their lengths against and into her. Carl cuddled her chest and slicked his penis between her breasts, overwhelmed by the enormous expanse of mammaries he got to play with. Saffron, Choc-chip and Lime ground their slippery lengths against the girl's sides and ran their flippers over every inch of her changing flesh. Kate lowered her chest and Amy quickly returned her lips to the matriarch's nipple, drinking on despite knowing she was erasing what little humanity she had left, and she would become one of Kate's slimy little monsters.

Amy slowly but surely shrank into the mass of heaving amphibian flesh. Her tanned pink skin turned a dark, blotchy sand, and her rump sprouted a thick tail, which she wagged as walnut shivered against her nethers and filled her with his cum.

Lime took Walnut's place, sinking his manhood into the changing girl's semen-filled, slick depths. Carl climaxed and erupted his seed onto her long neck and elongating snout. Kate let go of Amy's shrinking limbs and watched the girl from her position over the creatures, witnessed her become her tenth imp, another little beast in the writhing mass that served her.

Amy wriggled among the slimy mass of monsters as she climaxed, her fluids mixing with Lime's spurting semen and spilling from her nethers. She cuddled the bright green imp which was now her size, and Lime licked her throat affectionately.

The tenth imp, despite her increasing exhaustion, continued to mate with Choc-chip and Saffron, one beast at her semen soaked crotch and the other sinking his thick manhood into her maw. By the time they climaxed and contributed their fluids to her, Amy was panting and unable to move, legs, arms, tail and wings open and limp in a puddle of monster cum. All she could manage was to look over her goo-soaked salamander body and stare up at the big, maternal body of her matriarch. Then she gazed into the vast space that her living room had turned into. Beyond it were the other imps that were out on their scouting and pest control activities, and her head buzzed with welcomings and good wishes from them. They wanted to sniff her, fly and mate on the wing, sit in her garden and share the bugs from her flowers. It all felt cosy, perverse and delightfully twisted.

The matriarch lay on her side, picked up Amy and Carl and hugged them to her like dolls. They writhed until they got comfy among her breasts, and sleep gradually overcame them. As Kate dozed off too, the remaining imps, happy at their increasing numbers, efficiently delegated their scouting tasks and returned to their jobs, passionate as always to serve their beloved queen.