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  ----Rya----

  Groaning I try to push myself up, only to immediately fall back down. my head pounding from what felt like the worst hangover imaginable. everything else wasn't faring much better, my muscles feeling as though something just tried to pull me a apart. doing the most I could in the moment I moved my head, small beams of light passing into my closed eyes. opening them what greeted me was a typical temperate forest as you would see on Earth, yet it was painted in alien colors.

  Where I would expect to see shades of browns and maybe some whites on the trees, the trunks were painted in shades of green. most were near to a pastel green, maybe not quite as vibrant as that color but that's as close as I can name. Some were a blue, shades near the same as the greens. the leaves weren't any more recognizable , oranges, greens, purples, blues, every color of the rainbow was represented in the leaves here. it was mystical yes, but still an unknown.

  after just a few minutes my body began to feel better. going from a nearly unbearable level of pain to post workout soreness levels. So I pushed myself up ready to look for Ben, freezing for a moment as I felt something new between my legs. The rest of me not feeling any more familiar. Having a feeling in what I would find down there I decided to ignore it for now. I pushed forward finally getting up to my feet.

  looking at myself I definitely changed. where my skin was that of an average Asian girl it was now the color of abaster, so pure and unblemished. My hair seemed to have changed too going from the typical bck to a deep crimson, it's cut shorter than what I would normally have it, now going down to maybe my chin. It also seems that I am much taller now, or this forest is just short, but having nothing to compare to I have no idea. My build feels simir, I still have the same long legs and arms with small feet and hands just scaled up. But before I would describe myself as someone with petite features on a nky body, the only word I could use now is toned. Where my body once gave way to simple bone, my features are now accentuated by muscle lurking just below my now fwless skin.

  What is also bigger is my breasts, even through this loose tunic I can both see and feel them. before mine were small, there was basically nothing there, my friends would call them my 'bee stings'. Not that it was bad it had it's perks, but what can I say breasts are hot. but lifting my shirt I can tell these are perfect for this body, perky and firm, with just a bit more than a hand full and with no sag either. it's almost like this body was foraged by a goddess....

  Moving down it's time for the thing I was dreading. looking past my breasts I could see a very prominent bulge. blushing I move my hand down, I could already tell that this thing was big. Getting a feel I could tell my hunch was right, I have been with a few men before and even through my pants this felt easily twice the size as any man I've seen. Curious and a little excited I pulled my pants down, and yep it's a fucking monster. Curiously wrapping one of my hands around it sent a jolt through me, it took everything I had to keep quiet. Panting I see my hand covers barely half of the shaft not including the tip. Using the little self control I have left, I confirm one st thing down there and see I indeed don't have any balls. Where balls would be on a typical male is instead the pink slit that I am used to, already glistening with my arousal. That settles it the weird goddess made me a futanari.

  I sit there for a good moment, some point having fallen back on the moss covered ground, just staring, wanting so desperately to masturbate. To use my hand to pump my new shaft, to thrust into anything. It would be so easy, but no I can't. using every ounce of self control and dignity I have, I rip my eyes and hand away. Struggling on the ground to rip my pants up to get rid of the temptation. I can do that ter after I have found safety. Then I freeze, sobering up slightly as I remember I didn't come here alone, I came here with Ben. darting up I search around for my lost friend, the same lost friend who wandered off and got lost in a mall, fuck I'm so stupid sometimes!

  desperately I start looking around, in what I now realize is a small moss covered clearing. I soon find him... or what I think is him, his body isn't much of a 'he' anymore, sleeping maybe 20 feet from where I was. standing over him I sigh. It definitely isn't the first time I found him taking a nap in a strange pce. He definitely changed a lot, much more than me.

  The words I would use to describe his new form is a breathtaking demonic beauty. his skin gone from a Caucasian to an ash blue, maybe near the color of denim. his skin is now just as fwless as mine, not a single blemish as if this form has never worked a day, but even that can't do how perfect it is justice. his hair is now the color of snow and even with it up in a pony tail I can tell it's long, it would nearly reach his butt when down. the most drastic change is height. standing up he might reach my shoulder but that's a conservative estimate.

  looking at his face, it is effortlessly beautiful somewhere between cute and hot. So close one could switch between the two with just an expression. His face has just the right amount of fat in the right pces to be adorable and pinchable, he could have an absolutely devastating pout. Chuckling I continue, his eyes even closed have a fierce shape to them and his lips are lush and full. his eyebrows are thin but well defined and the horns only add to his hotness. Situated just above his eyebrows are two obsidian bck horns, they go out just slightly then go nearly vertical, close to the shape of an L, but with a slight backwards bend with the points pointing backwards.

  unlike me though he actually has armor, not that it would be particurly effective, it's closer to bikini armor. it has vambraces, shoulder guards, and greaves that look normal, made out of a blueish gray steel, with a leather interior, but that's where the normality ends and the sexy bit begin. In pce of a normal breast pte is what I can only describe as a crop top mixed with a pushup bra. his midriff is entirely exposed and his breasts are poring out. the breast pte leaves the inner third of his chest exposed.

  And let me just say dear god, dose he have a set of tits. where mine were rge but reasonable. his are BIG, if I had to guess maybe an F cup. even being so big they look perfect on his beautiful body. and make me want to py with them so bad, but now is not the time, it's time to turn off horny brain.

  continuing with the armor inspection his lower half isn't much better. he looks to be wearing a micro skirt that comes down to cover maybe a third of his now very plump thighs. the sides of this 'skirt' if you can even call it that, have armor ptes with the same blueish gray steel. looking at the skirt I can't tell if he still has his cock down below or not, looking at what Kione did to me I can't be so sure. and I can only imagine what's under the skirt match this strippers rendition of a medieval warrior.

  oh and the 'shoes' aren't any better. I can't imagine Ben making it even two steps in those. instead of anything normal like boots or even sandals, on his feet sit a pair of fucking armored heels. The entire shoe seems to be made of the same blueish gray metal with a leather strap on the ankle. gdly it's an open top type with only the sides of the foot and toes actually covered by metal. but I can't even imagine how one would walk in them with the metal bit. but now the worst part it has what looks like a 3-4in heel in a stiletto style.

  well fuck... this really isn't going to go well, but we'll have to have this talk sooner or ter. He really isn't going to like this. But he might find it fun for a bit? like a change of pace? I can hope for the best with no freak out.

  leaning down I shake him, whispering like a mother trying to wake her daughter for school. "hey wake up sleepy head, it's time to get going." it doesn't take long for him to stir. I find my new voice is slightly deep for a woman, but it fits this now look so well. the almost husky tone almost wading through the air.

  Ben making one of the cutest sounds I have ever heard yawned. where mine is almost commanding, his is... I can only say it fits his face and it sounds like the biggest brat ever. he raises his hand to rub the sleep from his eyes when he opens his mouth to ask. "Rya what time is it-" and that is when he freezes

  seeming to be wide awake now. his eyes widen, now with them open I can tell they are bck with red irises, panicked he looks around as if to find the source of that unknown voice, only to look down and see his new self. His eyes widen even farther and I have to act as fast as I can to cover his mouth before he starts screaming.