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The halls of the convention were bustling, cosplayers in granblue attire all excited to start playing, the midnight release event ensuring the halls would be packed with gamers and fans alike. Impatiently pacing around the line forming in advance of the game going up, were two friends, Caz and Albert, Caz the one pacing while Albert was just appreciating the strange costumes everyone was wearing, a complete stranger to the game and just tagging along because it seemed fun. Of course, if one was looking for a standout costume, Caz was turning many a head with his Metera cosplay, the chance to crossdress in a public venue always a rare and welcome treat, but despite the barrage of compliments and pictures he had gotten throughout the evening, all he could focus on was the slip of laminated paper in his hands.
It looked almost like a porno advertisement, his prize after winning a raffle that read "Join us for a special midnight release. We guarantee you've never felt one quite like this." in a suggestive font, the other side saying "Tear at midnight for a new skin. Admit One." The issue was that with the slip so thoroughly laminated, it was hard to do much past crease it down the middle, Caz not wanting to miss out on what could be a rare fanservicey skin for his waifus, since the game definitely didn't shy away from that side of its fanbase. But as the minutes ticked down without an organizer in sight, and Caz unwilling to leave his spot in the line when the game would start selling any minute now, it seemed hopeless.
"You know you could just ask me for help. The lamination process isn't foolproof and if you just soaked it in some water..." Albert was going off on a tangent again, trying to help Caz as he gripped the sides and began pulling once again to no avail.
"I know you're trying to help hon, but I don't have any water and it's almost midnight!"
"Well why don't I grab one end and you can get the other and lets just brute force this shit?" Well that was definitely a thought, though Caz hoped the admit one thing wouldn't disqualify him from anything, though it was a bit of a stretch given how vague the whole thing was. The organizers would sort it out as long as he had proof of his winnings.
"Alright fine. Here you go sweetie." They both gripped the edges and pulled their own directions, the laminate stretching and showing a little give as the clear cover spiderwebbed with stress lines.
"It's working keep going!" A few of the surrounding players were giving some cheers of encouragement as the card stretched further apart, needing just one good tug to start tearing apart as midnight struck with the opening bells of the release signaling the doors finally opening for the hall. It also seemed to clang out the end of the card's resistance, the whole thing tearing swiftly as Caz and Albert flung apart, Caz's hands smacking against his face while Albert's bottom heavy stance sent his clenched fists rebounding into his groin, a strained squeal leaving him as he collapsed, neither noticing the faint specks of pink dust that streamed from the torn card through their pain, the flecks quickly dissipating through Caz's skin and Albert's pants as the two groaned in victory.
"You okay Al? I'm sorry sweetie I really appreciate the help for this thing... whatever it turns out to be." Caz rubbed his aching nose, the jut of it slowly working its way down to a thin knife that jutted out, the pain gone after a brief uncomfortable period and replaced with a soft tingle that was spreading, feeling nice as it buzzed behind his eyes.
"I-It's okay, the pain isn't t-too bad." Albert choked that out, lying at first as her remained crumpled in fetus position, hands over his throbbing junk. Surprisingly as he said the lie, it became true, the pain fading away to dull buzz that was somewhat pleasant. Even more surprising was how the pain was fading to horniness instead, his cock getting that telltale stretch as it began to press further against the inseam of his jeans. He was sure it would dissipate after a few minutes, though as he felt around he gave an annoyed groan, feeling a small tear in his favorite pair of black jeans.
When did that happen? Could people see his boxers all night? How had Caz missed something like this? It definitely wasn't a small tear, his hand fingering the hole as he found it was more like a full on gash, his finger running along the back of his thigh as he gave a low moan, that strange arousal spike running through his cock once more. Great he'd have people staring at his junk all night long and this was the last thing he needed as he kept feeling the tear, stopping as he almost thought he felt it grow wider. He glanced down, eyes widening in tandem with the tear as he saw something impossible, the denim of his jeans seeming to separate and untangle its threads, the entire right leg of his jeans slinking a little as it drooped down before suddenly compressing, the usually rough fabric feeling softer by the second as he tried to explain what he was seeing, full on panic emerging when he saw the left leg separate and stick to the flesh, leaving his upper and inner thighs exposed while his boxers buzzed against his cock.
Caz was too caught up in his own changes to really notice, part of him wondering why he wasn't immediately going to help Albert up after being such a good friend, but the buzz in his face was too engrossing, small thrills running down his shifting visage as he couldn't stop flexing, poking, groaning. His eyes fluttered, the lashes sprouting as his irises expanded, the growing eyes slanting slightly to give them the almost feral glint of a predatory animal before the buzz left them, running through his thinning, brown eyebrows before centering on both of Caz's ears.
Throughout this he was constantly rubbing his face, wondering if he had been dosed with something as he swore his skin was getting smoother, that pesky five o clock shadow that always bothered him going back to the start of the day, his cheeks and chin growing impossibly smooth as even his sideburns receded, a pleased whine escaping plumpened lips as he felt the bones snap inwards. This wasn't right yet, the harder Caz tried to work up a panic or fight against it, the harder a pressure built up in his head, sending nothing but pleased sensations with every pop and crack in his face. The pressure in his ears was still mounting, his hands now feeling them up, prodding the receding lumps as he felt his earlobes fold outwards and push in, the world going silent briefly as he pushed them in, barely aware of what he was doing until his hands were pressing against flat temples. The pressure was now in his head, running rampant through his grey matter as he twisted and writhed, something in his mind finally snapping as a pleased shriek tore through the halls, the pressure releasing in two crunchy shocks, a new set of ears rising from the top of his head.
These new ears were fluffy and responsive, twitching as they emerged from his hair, the dark brown coloring bleaching to a much lighter brown as the new appendages quivered as they connected to his brain. Caz was bombarded with new sensations, all of them pleasant as he gripped his head and moaned, running his fingers along the shifting confines of his pretty face, reveling in the soft creases, the slimmer jaw, that wonderful little bump that throbbed up from the bottom left corner of his mouth and darkened to a beauty mark. He could tell the new ears were altering his thoughts, pounding his brain into a receptive mush, but he just didn't care, running his fingers along the fluffy tips as the alien pleasure that rushed through his body winded him, his cock pumping out a load before it even had a chance to get hard. He moaned happily at the sudden release, his balls tingling as already he could feel them refilling, his pleased moans rising to the playful soprano of a little vixen as his throat curved into a serene beauty, flat and thin in all the right places as his hands began to tingle.
Albert couldn't help the moans pouring from his mouth, his cock tingling as the separated crotch section of his pants was merging with his boxers, softening to a sheer, translucent stocking material that hugged his erect junk tightly. The separated legs were similarly affected, white fringes and gold accents hardening off the tops as they merged with his socks and shoes, forming sheer stockings that began to buzz and add to his growing arousal, his hands clawing at the material, trying to pry it off but finding it stuck tight, almost glued on. Something about it seemed familiar, especially the ornamentation that was becoming more gaudy by the second, but it became impossible to even care about those minor changes as his exposed thighs wobbled and turned increasingly sensitive, the changes bearing down on his flesh.
His thighs were barraged with an increase in sensation, his usually fit, toned legs increasing in muscle, but fat as well, the skin prickling as any hairs, marks or other imperfections were pleasantly burnt away. Once he started rubbing them and felt their smoothness, it was hard to stop, the firm thigh meat continuing to swell around his encased junk, his still square hips making sure the closing gap suffused his cock in their wriggling glory. It wasn't enough that they were becoming clearly feminine either, that supple fat and silky skin leaving no doubts in his mind despite how impossible it should be, but his skin's pigmentation was brightening before his eyes, his dark tan being overrun by blindingly white smoothness, his cock fully erect as it stood out strangely, a dark dick and balls between two thighs straight out of a wet dream, all his. He thrust his junk up, noticing the pale skin overtaking more of his complexion, running down his thickening thighs in thrilling gradients that stung and increased his growing capacity for pleasure, but his efforts proved futile as the white spread onto his balls, a high cry ringing out as he began cumming.
It was a whole new ballpark of eroticism, the white skin buzzing as it overtook his testicles, a wonderfully harsh buzz jostling the inner workings of his balls as he moaned and grunted, his thighs rubbing together in need while he could feel his insides slowly stirring, the changes fully massaging the inside of his cock and balls. He became increasingly aware of his ballsack, the now lily white sack tightening against his testicles, outlining the precious jewels within before bearing down on them. His thighs tensed, adding to the testicular torsion as he came, a harsh, arcing fountain of cum spurting from his cock as some of the nearby line waiters jumped to avoid his violent releases.
Albert's hips repeatedly thrust up as he came again and again, the pressure squeezing his balls dry, the white releases strained by the sheer material hugging his cock as it came out clear. There was a churning sort of moist pop that resounded, an agonized scream accompanying the sound as he felt his left testicle slip into his body, followed by the right as his cock shot out the dregs of his sperm, a dull ache running through the length of his now balless cock as the smooth skin began climbing, turning the slight ache to a searing pleasure as he felt its spread fucking his cock to oblivion.
"No no oh gaawwd OH GAAAWWD YESSS FUUUUUCK OH FUCK STAAAHP!" Albert didn't care about the logic of what was happening or how it was happening, all he cared about was the tugging at the base of his cock, his hands trying to find some purchase to grab as the silky skin of his thighs clamped down and spread along his struggling shaft. He scrambled desperately to hold onto it somehow, his fingers sliding against the slippery sheer shorts that buzzed against it, encouraging it to continue spurting loads as it made the whole thing a frictionless, pleasureful mess. Every inch of it suffused his body in overwhelming waves of ecstasy and estrogen as he felt his cock slide inwards, pounding his shifting internals into a new shape and making him cum with every painfully pleasured pulse.
"NNGH! HAH! YES! FUCK! WAIT! NO! NO! OHH~! YES! FUCK YESSS!" He couldn't even make his pleased cries match the terror, yesses soon overtaking the no's as his hands began jerking the shrinking appendage, milking it for all it was worth as he lost himself in pleasure, screaming out as the tip of his cock drove itself inwards, a wonderfully velvety tearing noise signaling its inversion as the mouth of his hot, virginal vagina opened to the world, leaking juices as he looked around desperately for Caz, his body on fire. It wasn't his fault his mind wasn't really on top of its game, Albert desperate to get help before he lost himself completely to this ecstatic madness as he called out for his friend, begging him to help him as his fingers spread the opening of his vagina, trying to show his friend what had happened. Of course he wasn't expecting to see the head of Metera on Caz's body, drooling with lust and a clear erection of his own as he stared down at his friend, mistaking the exhibition as an invitation, and moaning as his desperately horny body slid his pants down, exposing his cock as he began to go down on his changing friend.
Caz's body was all the pleasure with none of the terror as the changes suffused his thoughts with wave after wave of comforting lust. The small ticket he had been so focused on before fell from his grasp, his fingers twitching as he flexed them, purring in his wonderful new voice as he worked the masculinity out of them. Soon enough his bulbous fingers and thick palms were all svelte and smooth, his nails shortly manicured to perfection while topping thin, articulate fingers. He loved it, desperate for more and playing with his erect cock, moaning contentedly as he felt his girly hands make his masturbation feel incredible. He didn't care that people were watching, a crowd of concerned and confused onlookers whispering as he pumped away at himself, feeling each pump work his arms down to feminine toned perfection, his hair slowly growing down in luscious waves of conditioned silk. He would have continued like this too if he hadn't heard the pleasured cries of his friend, his eyes focusing on the writhing, cumming form, a sudden craving making itself known as his eyes bored down on Albert's dripping vagina.
His shifting thoughts made it clear to him that it wanted him to indulge in his lust, a wonderfully corruptive shiver setting his cock aflame with every graceful shift he spurred on, a pleased coo resounding as scores of dirty, depraved ideas rushed in.
"Mmmm what's happened to you Albert? You seem to need something badly." Caz made sure every word dripped with desire as he rolled his shoulders around, cooing as the muscled sockets popped downwards, drawing his frame in and giving his armpits a wonderful squeeze as they turned impossibly smooth. God just rubbing his softening skin felt like sex to him and despite him loving every inch of the corruption, he did want to see what sex was like one last time as a man, plus he did owe Albert for being such a help earlier...
Albert realized what was going to happen too late, a part of him ashamed to admit just how horny he was as his fingers kept dancing around his new lips, his mind urging his body to move away as Caz sauntered towards him, dick out. Unfortunately his legs were too busy changing to allow for much movement, the thick jiggle of his white thighs filling the tops of his thigh high boot/stocking amalgamations while pleasureful bursts began erupting across his calves. He couldn't stop moaning, realizing how suggestive it sounded as his friend grew closer, his calves shivering and compressing to curved wonders, his shoes crunching down around his feet as he could feel them shrink and wriggle. He'd be lying if he said it didn't feel amazing, each change's bliss impossible to deny, his wonderfully heels and pedicured toes all arching spectacularly as the rubber sole of his now silky shoes condensed to jutting, spiked heels, their size absurd and ensuring he had no room to move as he felt Caz's shrunken hands tenderly caress his body, turning him flat on his back as he spread Albert's legs.
If he had been in his write mind then maybe Caz would have stopped himself from forcing himself like this, but he was too horny, and every continued escalation of intimacy was positively reinforced by his brain, his chest now hairless, nipples puckering as he could feel them submit to the lust. His new voice was promising him even greater pleasure as he began rubbing the tip of his cock against his friend's pussy, urging him on to give in, their minds merging as she stopped taking her time, not even removing the silky material that hugged its crevices tightly as she just felt the need to fuck right now.
Despite his moaned begging, Albert couldn't help but moan hungrily, crying out as Caz's cock began plowing into his virgin pussy, his mind desperately trying to hang on as he felt his vagina purr and throb, dragging his friend in deeper as more and more of his body wanted to be fucked, demanding it. Cazera was shocked at how tight her friend was, grunting as she felt a surprising amount of resistance structurally despite how eager the muscled walls were tugging at her cock. She rammed her cock against the thin channel, pounding at her friend while her arms gripped his legs and spread them wider, barely fitting half his cock in as the two cried out, in a pained, erotic frenzy.
He swore Caz was splitting him, his cock too big for the newly minted privates yet the pain was delectable. Albert should have been horrified at this turn of events, yet all his body screamed out were slurred yesses and shrieks of joy as the pounding pressure of his friends cock began to break through his tight pussy. Cazera pulled back harshly, giving her hips the proper windup they needed before smashing back down, her cock finally tearing through the muscled blockade as Albert shrieked, his hips bursting apart as fat rushed into his quaking ass. His cherry popped, along with his curving hips, Albert's vagina widening as Caz plowed the depths of it, now free to pump away as her cock rammed in up to her balls before pulling out for another cycle.
She loved the meaty sounds as her balls and hips thwacked into her moaning, cumming friend, her own cock nicely enveloped by the stretchy, sleek material over Albert's pussy, the buzz of it adding to his own enjoyment as her balls weren't the only things beginning to bounce as she thrust inwards. Each thwack was rewarded by her changing body, her nipples swelling with blood vessels, pleasure nerves, milk ducts, but most prized of all was the fat that began pooling behind her nipples, making her thrust further and further inward as her body craved that contact her chest made when he really pushed in deep, her erect nipples rubbing against Albert's. Before she knew it her chest was jostling and jiggling, her bosom swollen out to fatty lumps that pounded against her lover's chest as the heightened sensitivity drove her over the edge, Catera crying out as she came hard, the silky divide filtering her own releases to vaginal juices while leaving a vastly changed Albert to scream as his mind began breaking.
Caz was pounding his identity into putty with every deep thrust of her cock, his eyes rolling as Caz's tip scraped his prostate with an especially harsh shove, hot juices pouring from his vagina as the rounded organ stretched and connected into a burning womb. Every thrust sent the wave of pale skin climbing, the silky sensuality that followed crawling up his slimming navel and washing away his tan complexion. He just couldn't take any more, whining happily as Caz's grip tightened, crushing his waist into thin love handles that gave his friend extra leverage, that extra depth to Caz's probing cock driving Albert over the edge as each piercing shove into his needy pussy brought about an orgasm, the flowing feminine fluids washing away any cum and his own identity.
It was all steaming out now, his mind lost in ecstasy as he continued to cum, each strong spurt rocketing out all the unneeded mass in his core, his spine arching and shoulders snapping inwards, reducing his frame to a matching size with his friend's, screaming as Caz's erect nipples agitated his into stiff peaks. He just didn't want to fight against it anymore, consciously giving into the rush as he arched back and screamed, cumming as he lost his identity, his gender, his ethnicity and lastly his name in a hot wad, the pale skin covering every last inch of his body.
Metera was loving it now, thrusting her hips against her lover's to spur on the final changes, moaning enthusiastically as her swelling pecs bounced to their carnal rhythm, her dainty hands gripping Cazera's long locks and pulling as she thrusted her half twin deeper inside.
"OH! YES! YES! HARDER! PULL MY-! NNGH! HAIR! MAKE ME! AGGGGGGH YEEEESSSS! CUUUUUM-PLEEEEEEETE~!" The two went at it like animals, Cazera's forceful yanking at Metera's curly locks stimulating her scalp as the strands straightened and fell, hard jutting bumps beginning to scrape at her skull. Cazera made sure her lovely twin's wishes were amply granted as her core stiffened with heaps of muscles, all compressing to a tight tummy that really gave her an energy boost to fuck her friend into submission. She kneaded her breasts, feeling them swell with every playful tweak, Metera a drooling mess as she was manhandled, identical pairs of hands squeezing and probing her face to perfection. She sucked on Cazera's fingers, her lips plumping with every pleased "mmmph" while her eyes grew to twin luminescent pools of gold. The best was her ears, Cazera's hands breaking free from her mouth to cup both tenderly before massaging at the edges, crumpling them into fleshy buds before forcing them into her skull. Metera cried out in bliss as they popped up top, her body now complete as she came triumphantly, ready to return the joy tenfold.
Metera forced her friend back, not letting her cock escape her buzzing folds, but taking a clear dominant position as she lay Cazera onto her back, happy to see her shirt had twisted to a perfect match of Cazera's outfit while her mind had been thoroughly fucked clean.
"Mmmm Darling..." She trailed off, giving her own face a few wet kisses before playfully biting her half-twin's lips.
"You were absolutely wonderful to me..." Her hips slowly increased their circular thrusting, Cazera's cock not allowed to leave as the muscled walls of her vagina drew it in deeper, Metera's pussy lips giving Caz's balls a few kisses of their own.
"And while I do love what you were doing with it, I think it's time to lose this pitiful stain on your perfection, I mean I do love a good cock in me, but on me is a whole other issue and I think it's time I did the fucking in this relationship." With that final tease she slammed down hard, driving her moaning twin's cock deep into her as her lips swallowed her balls whole before constricting around the captive cock.
It wasn't like Cazera was going to say no, her body more than ready to complete itself, but she wriggled, crying out in maddened ecstasy as her entire cock was clamped over by Metera's throbbing pussy, the muscled walls buzzing as they massaged every inch of his cock, the hot juices stewing in it entering his tip and servicing it from the inside as well. Metera grinned at the stupefied lust on her lover's face, every inch of her muscled body trained to reach the peak of control and power in her battles, which included her vaginal muscles as she made sure to milk Cazera's cock for every last drop it could produce.
She didn't wait long, Catera's balls relenting under the constant pressure and spewing out their contents as the walls pressed harder, forcing the empty sacks to compress and pop. Thick, white globules drooled from her dick, the masculine filtered through Metera's sheer pantyhose bottoms to more vaginal juices as the hot bath of feminine juices worked with the constricting muscles to squeeze her pesky cock into her. Cetera screamed as she began cumming in succession, each wild spasm rocketing her balls deeper into her body, ass swelling to a juicy peach as Metera's pussy used her own cock to fuck her hard. Every thrust of Metera's hips drove Cetera's cock deeper inside of her, her pussy continuing to grip every inch as it rumbled along her shrinking shaft, compressing the tip to a hard lump as the once mighty manhood turned stubby and weak, cum dripping from the widened tip in hot shoots that rebounded back into her body, unable to escape the vacuum sealed clutches of their pussy prison.
There was a harsh ripping sound followed by guttural churning and a high, piercing shriek of love, Cetera cumming as her cock fully inverted, a wave of pussy juices pouring from their mingling as her fresh pussy twitched and came, her own pantyhose-like short covering slipping over the need snatch as Metera began grinding against it, their clits rubbing together between slips of sheer fabric. They were both in ecstasy, crying out loudly as Metera fucked away the last bits of Caz left, slapping her twin's thick ass her thighs joined to match, her own costume's heels extending as her feet were driven to dainty points until a crowd stared amazed at two Metera's going wild, both twisting and rolling across the floor, taking turns as the dominant partner as their bodies twisted and came.
No one knew how to respond, the whole crowd turned on and half of them videotaping the proceedings when a hulking guard separated the crowd, clearly nervous and trying to bring order to the show going on.
"Uh... w-we here at Cygames would like to apologize for the uh... s-slight glitch in our cross promotional reward. Apparently it was only meant to change the winer and stop, but after splitting apart the stop code does not read as done and are just spreading. So I have been sent to collect you uh... you two before any more-" The two Meteras didn't much care for his words, but their eyes did travel to the absurd bulge in his pants, their appetites thoroughly wetted as they stopped their own fucking and pounced, using their floating abilities to leap across the room in a single bound.
The first Metera slammed her pussy into the guard's mouth, her legs wrapping around his head and squeezing as she choked off his words, the second knocking his barrel chest down as she used the sharp edges of her heel to slice his pants expertly in two, hopping on his massive cock and squealing as her insides were churned by his resistant thrusts. The crowd cheered at first, not wanting the show to end as the people closest to the front stomped around a bit through the juices that were spreading and pooling along the floor. A few confusedly toppled to the floor, the crowd confused at how a group of people could fall forward until the fallen spectators screamed, their pussy juice soaked feet now clenched in matching golden heels, sneakers, boots and all assorted types of footwear coalescing into the soft silky thigh highs that buzzed against their shrinking feet and thickening thighs.
The ones who had fallen over first screamed as they were drenched in the transforming juices, their feared cries soon turning to lustful groans as their pants separated, dozens of men grunting and cumming as their cocks collapsed, soon only women writhing about the floor as their bodies spewed out cum, growing the puddle and infecting more with Metera, a few spurters spraying the crowd as people began to run, or tried to before the lust kicked in and joined the writhing, cumming mass.
The first two Metera's took turns with the guard, his low grunts of anger rising to ecstatic squeals in a matching tone, Metera loving how easily his body caved into their owns as his well trained muscles compressed. HIs cock was truly an absurd size, giving both of them plenty of time to switch off as they came consistently, though each time they switched off it was a little smaller, pinker, the balls pressing against his thighs painfully. The two of them spread their legs and pressed against the shrinking cock, the third Metera screaming out as she came, entering womanhood gleefully as her old self's walkie talk lit up with concerned voices before crackling and shifting to a gold ornament for the guard's new heels. They stared out at the fleeing crowd, all three satiated for now but loving the carnal chaos spreading through the hall.
"Well what should we do now me?"
"Hmm... I think we've already fucked enough for thirty people and while I could go for another round, I think I'm a tad tired of it for now."
"Well you know ladies..." The ex guard stared up smugly from her position, legs spread and new mentality mixing with her past knowledge as she surveyed the crowds either fleeing or cumming.
"Considering the chaos, I doubt anyone's in line anymore for the games. We have a few controllers and systems in our security office break room, plus even more beefheads just waiting to get their cocks crushed between our thighs. How about we pick up a few copies, fuck my coworkers till we have a full team and make this a truly special release?"
The other two Meteras grinned, picking their sister up and skipping over the twisting forms of changing convention goers to the now abandoned table full of copies of the newly released packs. There was no question tonight was going to be fun for them as they broke past the chaos to the back rooms finding one of the guards slacking off from his post and listening to music away from the main hub which they were sure was full of panicked beefcakes. Unhooking his headphones, he jerked to attention quickly spouting out, "I wasn't slacking- oh those are good costumes. Sweet and you got the new one already? I usually main Narmaya, who do you main?" The three Metera's laughed at that, sashaying around their soon to be sister. There was no doubt at what his question's answer would be in another few minutes.

Description

The halls of the convention were bustling, cosplayers in granblue attire all excited to start playing, the midnight release event ensuring the halls would be packed with gamers and fans alike. Impatiently pacing around the line forming in advance of the game going up, were two friends, Caz and Albert, Caz the one pacing while Albert was just appreciating the strange costumes everyone was wearing, a complete stranger to the game and just tagging along because it seemed fun. Of course, if one was looking for a standout costume, Caz was turning many a head with his Metera cosplay, the chance to crossdress in a public venue always a rare and welcome treat, but despite the barrage of compliments and pictures he had gotten throughout the evening, all he could focus on was the slip of laminated paper in his hands.
It looked almost like a porno advertisement, his prize after winning a raffle that read "Join us for a special midnight release. We guarantee you've never felt one quite like this." in a suggestive font, the other side saying "Tear at midnight for a new skin. Admit One." The issue was that with the slip so thoroughly laminated, it was hard to do much past crease it down the middle, Caz not wanting to miss out on what could be a rare fanservicey skin for his waifus, since the game definitely didn't shy away from that side of its fanbase. But as the minutes ticked down without an organizer in sight, and Caz unwilling to leave his spot in the line when the game would start selling any minute now, it seemed hopeless.
"You know you could just ask me for help. The lamination process isn't foolproof and if you just soaked it in some water..." Albert was going off on a tangent again, trying to help Caz as he gripped the sides and began pulling once again to no avail.
"I know you're trying to help hon, but I don't have any water and it's almost midnight!"
"Well why don't I grab one end and you can get the other and lets just brute force this shit?" Well that was definitely a thought, though Caz hoped the admit one thing wouldn't disqualify him from anything, though it was a bit of a stretch given how vague the whole thing was. The organizers would sort it out as long as he had proof of his winnings.
"Alright fine. Here you go sweetie." They both gripped the edges and pulled their own directions, the laminate stretching and showing a little give as the clear cover spiderwebbed with stress lines.
"It's working keep going!" A few of the surrounding players were giving some cheers of encouragement as the card stretched further apart, needing just one good tug to start tearing apart as midnight struck with the opening bells of the release signaling the doors finally opening for the hall. It also seemed to clang out the end of the card's resistance, the whole thing tearing swiftly as Caz and Albert flung apart, Caz's hands smacking against his face while Albert's bottom heavy stance sent his clenched fists rebounding into his groin, a strained squeal leaving him as he collapsed, neither noticing the faint specks of pink dust that streamed from the torn card through their pain, the flecks quickly dissipating through Caz's skin and Albert's pants as the two groaned in victory.
"You okay Al? I'm sorry sweetie I really appreciate the help for this thing... whatever it turns out to be." Caz rubbed his aching nose, the jut of it slowly working its way down to a thin knife that jutted out, the pain gone after a brief uncomfortable period and replaced with a soft tingle that was spreading, feeling nice as it buzzed behind his eyes.
"I-It's okay, the pain isn't t-too bad." Albert choked that out, lying at first as her remained crumpled in fetus position, hands over his throbbing junk. Surprisingly as he said the lie, it became true, the pain fading away to dull buzz that was somewhat pleasant. Even more surprising was how the pain was fading to horniness instead, his cock getting that telltale stretch as it began to press further against the inseam of his jeans. He was sure it would dissipate after a few minutes, though as he felt around he gave an annoyed groan, feeling a small tear in his favorite pair of black jeans.
When did that happen? Could people see his boxers all night? How had Caz missed something like this? It definitely wasn't a small tear, his hand fingering the hole as he found it was more like a full on gash, his finger running along the back of his thigh as he gave a low moan, that strange arousal spike running through his cock once more. Great he'd have people staring at his junk all night long and this was the last thing he needed as he kept feeling the tear, stopping as he almost thought he felt it grow wider. He glanced down, eyes widening in tandem with the tear as he saw something impossible, the denim of his jeans seeming to separate and untangle its threads, the entire right leg of his jeans slinking a little as it drooped down before suddenly compressing, the usually rough fabric feeling softer by the second as he tried to explain what he was seeing, full on panic emerging when he saw the left leg separate and stick to the flesh, leaving his upper and inner thighs exposed while his boxers buzzed against his cock.
Caz was too caught up in his own changes to really notice, part of him wondering why he wasn't immediately going to help Albert up after being such a good friend, but the buzz in his face was too engrossing, small thrills running down his shifting visage as he couldn't stop flexing, poking, groaning. His eyes fluttered, the lashes sprouting as his irises expanded, the growing eyes slanting slightly to give them the almost feral glint of a predatory animal before the buzz left them, running through his thinning, brown eyebrows before centering on both of Caz's ears.
Throughout this he was constantly rubbing his face, wondering if he had been dosed with something as he swore his skin was getting smoother, that pesky five o clock shadow that always bothered him going back to the start of the day, his cheeks and chin growing impossibly smooth as even his sideburns receded, a pleased whine escaping plumpened lips as he felt the bones snap inwards. This wasn't right yet, the harder Caz tried to work up a panic or fight against it, the harder a pressure built up in his head, sending nothing but pleased sensations with every pop and crack in his face. The pressure in his ears was still mounting, his hands now feeling them up, prodding the receding lumps as he felt his earlobes fold outwards and push in, the world going silent briefly as he pushed them in, barely aware of what he was doing until his hands were pressing against flat temples. The pressure was now in his head, running rampant through his grey matter as he twisted and writhed, something in his mind finally snapping as a pleased shriek tore through the halls, the pressure releasing in two crunchy shocks, a new set of ears rising from the top of his head.
These new ears were fluffy and responsive, twitching as they emerged from his hair, the dark brown coloring bleaching to a much lighter brown as the new appendages quivered as they connected to his brain. Caz was bombarded with new sensations, all of them pleasant as he gripped his head and moaned, running his fingers along the shifting confines of his pretty face, reveling in the soft creases, the slimmer jaw, that wonderful little bump that throbbed up from the bottom left corner of his mouth and darkened to a beauty mark. He could tell the new ears were altering his thoughts, pounding his brain into a receptive mush, but he just didn't care, running his fingers along the fluffy tips as the alien pleasure that rushed through his body winded him, his cock pumping out a load before it even had a chance to get hard. He moaned happily at the sudden release, his balls tingling as already he could feel them refilling, his pleased moans rising to the playful soprano of a little vixen as his throat curved into a serene beauty, flat and thin in all the right places as his hands began to tingle.
Albert couldn't help the moans pouring from his mouth, his cock tingling as the separated crotch section of his pants was merging with his boxers, softening to a sheer, translucent stocking material that hugged his erect junk tightly. The separated legs were similarly affected, white fringes and gold accents hardening off the tops as they merged with his socks and shoes, forming sheer stockings that began to buzz and add to his growing arousal, his hands clawing at the material, trying to pry it off but finding it stuck tight, almost glued on. Something about it seemed familiar, especially the ornamentation that was becoming more gaudy by the second, but it became impossible to even care about those minor changes as his exposed thighs wobbled and turned increasingly sensitive, the changes bearing down on his flesh.
His thighs were barraged with an increase in sensation, his usually fit, toned legs increasing in muscle, but fat as well, the skin prickling as any hairs, marks or other imperfections were pleasantly burnt away. Once he started rubbing them and felt their smoothness, it was hard to stop, the firm thigh meat continuing to swell around his encased junk, his still square hips making sure the closing gap suffused his cock in their wriggling glory. It wasn't enough that they were becoming clearly feminine either, that supple fat and silky skin leaving no doubts in his mind despite how impossible it should be, but his skin's pigmentation was brightening before his eyes, his dark tan being overrun by blindingly white smoothness, his cock fully erect as it stood out strangely, a dark dick and balls between two thighs straight out of a wet dream, all his. He thrust his junk up, noticing the pale skin overtaking more of his complexion, running down his thickening thighs in thrilling gradients that stung and increased his growing capacity for pleasure, but his efforts proved futile as the white spread onto his balls, a high cry ringing out as he began cumming.
It was a whole new ballpark of eroticism, the white skin buzzing as it overtook his testicles, a wonderfully harsh buzz jostling the inner workings of his balls as he moaned and grunted, his thighs rubbing together in need while he could feel his insides slowly stirring, the changes fully massaging the inside of his cock and balls. He became increasingly aware of his ballsack, the now lily white sack tightening against his testicles, outlining the precious jewels within before bearing down on them. His thighs tensed, adding to the testicular torsion as he came, a harsh, arcing fountain of cum spurting from his cock as some of the nearby line waiters jumped to avoid his violent releases.
Albert's hips repeatedly thrust up as he came again and again, the pressure squeezing his balls dry, the white releases strained by the sheer material hugging his cock as it came out clear. There was a churning sort of moist pop that resounded, an agonized scream accompanying the sound as he felt his left testicle slip into his body, followed by the right as his cock shot out the dregs of his sperm, a dull ache running through the length of his now balless cock as the smooth skin began climbing, turning the slight ache to a searing pleasure as he felt its spread fucking his cock to oblivion.
"No no oh gaawwd OH GAAAWWD YESSS FUUUUUCK OH FUCK STAAAHP!" Albert didn't care about the logic of what was happening or how it was happening, all he cared about was the tugging at the base of his cock, his hands trying to find some purchase to grab as the silky skin of his thighs clamped down and spread along his struggling shaft. He scrambled desperately to hold onto it somehow, his fingers sliding against the slippery sheer shorts that buzzed against it, encouraging it to continue spurting loads as it made the whole thing a frictionless, pleasureful mess. Every inch of it suffused his body in overwhelming waves of ecstasy and estrogen as he felt his cock slide inwards, pounding his shifting internals into a new shape and making him cum with every painfully pleasured pulse.
"NNGH! HAH! YES! FUCK! WAIT! NO! NO! OHH~! YES! FUCK YESSS!" He couldn't even make his pleased cries match the terror, yesses soon overtaking the no's as his hands began jerking the shrinking appendage, milking it for all it was worth as he lost himself in pleasure, screaming out as the tip of his cock drove itself inwards, a wonderfully velvety tearing noise signaling its inversion as the mouth of his hot, virginal vagina opened to the world, leaking juices as he looked around desperately for Caz, his body on fire. It wasn't his fault his mind wasn't really on top of its game, Albert desperate to get help before he lost himself completely to this ecstatic madness as he called out for his friend, begging him to help him as his fingers spread the opening of his vagina, trying to show his friend what had happened. Of course he wasn't expecting to see the head of Metera on Caz's body, drooling with lust and a clear erection of his own as he stared down at his friend, mistaking the exhibition as an invitation, and moaning as his desperately horny body slid his pants down, exposing his cock as he began to go down on his changing friend.
Caz's body was all the pleasure with none of the terror as the changes suffused his thoughts with wave after wave of comforting lust. The small ticket he had been so focused on before fell from his grasp, his fingers twitching as he flexed them, purring in his wonderful new voice as he worked the masculinity out of them. Soon enough his bulbous fingers and thick palms were all svelte and smooth, his nails shortly manicured to perfection while topping thin, articulate fingers. He loved it, desperate for more and playing with his erect cock, moaning contentedly as he felt his girly hands make his masturbation feel incredible. He didn't care that people were watching, a crowd of concerned and confused onlookers whispering as he pumped away at himself, feeling each pump work his arms down to feminine toned perfection, his hair slowly growing down in luscious waves of conditioned silk. He would have continued like this too if he hadn't heard the pleasured cries of his friend, his eyes focusing on the writhing, cumming form, a sudden craving making itself known as his eyes bored down on Albert's dripping vagina.
His shifting thoughts made it clear to him that it wanted him to indulge in his lust, a wonderfully corruptive shiver setting his cock aflame with every graceful shift he spurred on, a pleased coo resounding as scores of dirty, depraved ideas rushed in.
"Mmmm what's happened to you Albert? You seem to need something badly." Caz made sure every word dripped with desire as he rolled his shoulders around, cooing as the muscled sockets popped downwards, drawing his frame in and giving his armpits a wonderful squeeze as they turned impossibly smooth. God just rubbing his softening skin felt like sex to him and despite him loving every inch of the corruption, he did want to see what sex was like one last time as a man, plus he did owe Albert for being such a help earlier...
Albert realized what was going to happen too late, a part of him ashamed to admit just how horny he was as his fingers kept dancing around his new lips, his mind urging his body to move away as Caz sauntered towards him, dick out. Unfortunately his legs were too busy changing to allow for much movement, the thick jiggle of his white thighs filling the tops of his thigh high boot/stocking amalgamations while pleasureful bursts began erupting across his calves. He couldn't stop moaning, realizing how suggestive it sounded as his friend grew closer, his calves shivering and compressing to curved wonders, his shoes crunching down around his feet as he could feel them shrink and wriggle. He'd be lying if he said it didn't feel amazing, each change's bliss impossible to deny, his wonderfully heels and pedicured toes all arching spectacularly as the rubber sole of his now silky shoes condensed to jutting, spiked heels, their size absurd and ensuring he had no room to move as he felt Caz's shrunken hands tenderly caress his body, turning him flat on his back as he spread Albert's legs.
If he had been in his write mind then maybe Caz would have stopped himself from forcing himself like this, but he was too horny, and every continued escalation of intimacy was positively reinforced by his brain, his chest now hairless, nipples puckering as he could feel them submit to the lust. His new voice was promising him even greater pleasure as he began rubbing the tip of his cock against his friend's pussy, urging him on to give in, their minds merging as she stopped taking her time, not even removing the silky material that hugged its crevices tightly as she just felt the need to fuck right now.
Despite his moaned begging, Albert couldn't help but moan hungrily, crying out as Caz's cock began plowing into his virgin pussy, his mind desperately trying to hang on as he felt his vagina purr and throb, dragging his friend in deeper as more and more of his body wanted to be fucked, demanding it. Cazera was shocked at how tight her friend was, grunting as she felt a surprising amount of resistance structurally despite how eager the muscled walls were tugging at her cock. She rammed her cock against the thin channel, pounding at her friend while her arms gripped his legs and spread them wider, barely fitting half his cock in as the two cried out, in a pained, erotic frenzy.
He swore Caz was splitting him, his cock too big for the newly minted privates yet the pain was delectable. Albert should have been horrified at this turn of events, yet all his body screamed out were slurred yesses and shrieks of joy as the pounding pressure of his friends cock began to break through his tight pussy. Cazera pulled back harshly, giving her hips the proper windup they needed before smashing back down, her cock finally tearing through the muscled blockade as Albert shrieked, his hips bursting apart as fat rushed into his quaking ass. His cherry popped, along with his curving hips, Albert's vagina widening as Caz plowed the depths of it, now free to pump away as her cock rammed in up to her balls before pulling out for another cycle.
She loved the meaty sounds as her balls and hips thwacked into her moaning, cumming friend, her own cock nicely enveloped by the stretchy, sleek material over Albert's pussy, the buzz of it adding to his own enjoyment as her balls weren't the only things beginning to bounce as she thrust inwards. Each thwack was rewarded by her changing body, her nipples swelling with blood vessels, pleasure nerves, milk ducts, but most prized of all was the fat that began pooling behind her nipples, making her thrust further and further inward as her body craved that contact her chest made when he really pushed in deep, her erect nipples rubbing against Albert's. Before she knew it her chest was jostling and jiggling, her bosom swollen out to fatty lumps that pounded against her lover's chest as the heightened sensitivity drove her over the edge, Catera crying out as she came hard, the silky divide filtering her own releases to vaginal juices while leaving a vastly changed Albert to scream as his mind began breaking.
Caz was pounding his identity into putty with every deep thrust of her cock, his eyes rolling as Caz's tip scraped his prostate with an especially harsh shove, hot juices pouring from his vagina as the rounded organ stretched and connected into a burning womb. Every thrust sent the wave of pale skin climbing, the silky sensuality that followed crawling up his slimming navel and washing away his tan complexion. He just couldn't take any more, whining happily as Caz's grip tightened, crushing his waist into thin love handles that gave his friend extra leverage, that extra depth to Caz's probing cock driving Albert over the edge as each piercing shove into his needy pussy brought about an orgasm, the flowing feminine fluids washing away any cum and his own identity.
It was all steaming out now, his mind lost in ecstasy as he continued to cum, each strong spurt rocketing out all the unneeded mass in his core, his spine arching and shoulders snapping inwards, reducing his frame to a matching size with his friend's, screaming as Caz's erect nipples agitated his into stiff peaks. He just didn't want to fight against it anymore, consciously giving into the rush as he arched back and screamed, cumming as he lost his identity, his gender, his ethnicity and lastly his name in a hot wad, the pale skin covering every last inch of his body.
Metera was loving it now, thrusting her hips against her lover's to spur on the final changes, moaning enthusiastically as her swelling pecs bounced to their carnal rhythm, her dainty hands gripping Cazera's long locks and pulling as she thrusted her half twin deeper inside.
"OH! YES! YES! HARDER! PULL MY-! NNGH! HAIR! MAKE ME! AGGGGGGH YEEEESSSS! CUUUUUM-PLEEEEEEETE~!" The two went at it like animals, Cazera's forceful yanking at Metera's curly locks stimulating her scalp as the strands straightened and fell, hard jutting bumps beginning to scrape at her skull. Cazera made sure her lovely twin's wishes were amply granted as her core stiffened with heaps of muscles, all compressing to a tight tummy that really gave her an energy boost to fuck her friend into submission. She kneaded her breasts, feeling them swell with every playful tweak, Metera a drooling mess as she was manhandled, identical pairs of hands squeezing and probing her face to perfection. She sucked on Cazera's fingers, her lips plumping with every pleased "mmmph" while her eyes grew to twin luminescent pools of gold. The best was her ears, Cazera's hands breaking free from her mouth to cup both tenderly before massaging at the edges, crumpling them into fleshy buds before forcing them into her skull. Metera cried out in bliss as they popped up top, her body now complete as she came triumphantly, ready to return the joy tenfold.
Metera forced her friend back, not letting her cock escape her buzzing folds, but taking a clear dominant position as she lay Cazera onto her back, happy to see her shirt had twisted to a perfect match of Cazera's outfit while her mind had been thoroughly fucked clean.
"Mmmm Darling..." She trailed off, giving her own face a few wet kisses before playfully biting her half-twin's lips.
"You were absolutely wonderful to me..." Her hips slowly increased their circular thrusting, Cazera's cock not allowed to leave as the muscled walls of her vagina drew it in deeper, Metera's pussy lips giving Caz's balls a few kisses of their own.
"And while I do love what you were doing with it, I think it's time to lose this pitiful stain on your perfection, I mean I do love a good cock in me, but on me is a whole other issue and I think it's time I did the fucking in this relationship." With that final tease she slammed down hard, driving her moaning twin's cock deep into her as her lips swallowed her balls whole before constricting around the captive cock.
It wasn't like Cazera was going to say no, her body more than ready to complete itself, but she wriggled, crying out in maddened ecstasy as her entire cock was clamped over by Metera's throbbing pussy, the muscled walls buzzing as they massaged every inch of his cock, the hot juices stewing in it entering his tip and servicing it from the inside as well. Metera grinned at the stupefied lust on her lover's face, every inch of her muscled body trained to reach the peak of control and power in her battles, which included her vaginal muscles as she made sure to milk Cazera's cock for every last drop it could produce.
She didn't wait long, Catera's balls relenting under the constant pressure and spewing out their contents as the walls pressed harder, forcing the empty sacks to compress and pop. Thick, white globules drooled from her dick, the masculine filtered through Metera's sheer pantyhose bottoms to more vaginal juices as the hot bath of feminine juices worked with the constricting muscles to squeeze her pesky cock into her. Cetera screamed as she began cumming in succession, each wild spasm rocketing her balls deeper into her body, ass swelling to a juicy peach as Metera's pussy used her own cock to fuck her hard. Every thrust of Metera's hips drove Cetera's cock deeper inside of her, her pussy continuing to grip every inch as it rumbled along her shrinking shaft, compressing the tip to a hard lump as the once mighty manhood turned stubby and weak, cum dripping from the widened tip in hot shoots that rebounded back into her body, unable to escape the vacuum sealed clutches of their pussy prison.
There was a harsh ripping sound followed by guttural churning and a high, piercing shriek of love, Cetera cumming as her cock fully inverted, a wave of pussy juices pouring from their mingling as her fresh pussy twitched and came, her own pantyhose-like short covering slipping over the need snatch as Metera began grinding against it, their clits rubbing together between slips of sheer fabric. They were both in ecstasy, crying out loudly as Metera fucked away the last bits of Caz left, slapping her twin's thick ass her thighs joined to match, her own costume's heels extending as her feet were driven to dainty points until a crowd stared amazed at two Metera's going wild, both twisting and rolling across the floor, taking turns as the dominant partner as their bodies twisted and came.
No one knew how to respond, the whole crowd turned on and half of them videotaping the proceedings when a hulking guard separated the crowd, clearly nervous and trying to bring order to the show going on.
"Uh... w-we here at Cygames would like to apologize for the uh... s-slight glitch in our cross promotional reward. Apparently it was only meant to change the winer and stop, but after splitting apart the stop code does not read as done and are just spreading. So I have been sent to collect you uh... you two before any more-" The two Meteras didn't much care for his words, but their eyes did travel to the absurd bulge in his pants, their appetites thoroughly wetted as they stopped their own fucking and pounced, using their floating abilities to leap across the room in a single bound.
The first Metera slammed her pussy into the guard's mouth, her legs wrapping around his head and squeezing as she choked off his words, the second knocking his barrel chest down as she used the sharp edges of her heel to slice his pants expertly in two, hopping on his massive cock and squealing as her insides were churned by his resistant thrusts. The crowd cheered at first, not wanting the show to end as the people closest to the front stomped around a bit through the juices that were spreading and pooling along the floor. A few confusedly toppled to the floor, the crowd confused at how a group of people could fall forward until the fallen spectators screamed, their pussy juice soaked feet now clenched in matching golden heels, sneakers, boots and all assorted types of footwear coalescing into the soft silky thigh highs that buzzed against their shrinking feet and thickening thighs.
The ones who had fallen over first screamed as they were drenched in the transforming juices, their feared cries soon turning to lustful groans as their pants separated, dozens of men grunting and cumming as their cocks collapsed, soon only women writhing about the floor as their bodies spewed out cum, growing the puddle and infecting more with Metera, a few spurters spraying the crowd as people began to run, or tried to before the lust kicked in and joined the writhing, cumming mass.
The first two Metera's took turns with the guard, his low grunts of anger rising to ecstatic squeals in a matching tone, Metera loving how easily his body caved into their owns as his well trained muscles compressed. HIs cock was truly an absurd size, giving both of them plenty of time to switch off as they came consistently, though each time they switched off it was a little smaller, pinker, the balls pressing against his thighs painfully. The two of them spread their legs and pressed against the shrinking cock, the third Metera screaming out as she came, entering womanhood gleefully as her old self's walkie talk lit up with concerned voices before crackling and shifting to a gold ornament for the guard's new heels. They stared out at the fleeing crowd, all three satiated for now but loving the carnal chaos spreading through the hall.
"Well what should we do now me?"
"Hmm... I think we've already fucked enough for thirty people and while I could go for another round, I think I'm a tad tired of it for now."
"Well you know ladies..." The ex guard stared up smugly from her position, legs spread and new mentality mixing with her past knowledge as she surveyed the crowds either fleeing or cumming.
"Considering the chaos, I doubt anyone's in line anymore for the games. We have a few controllers and systems in our security office break room, plus even more beefheads just waiting to get their cocks crushed between our thighs. How about we pick up a few copies, fuck my coworkers till we have a full team and make this a truly special release?"
The other two Meteras grinned, picking their sister up and skipping over the twisting forms of changing convention goers to the now abandoned table full of copies of the newly released packs. There was no question tonight was going to be fun for them as they broke past the chaos to the back rooms finding one of the guards slacking off from his post and listening to music away from the main hub which they were sure was full of panicked beefcakes. Unhooking his headphones, he jerked to attention quickly spouting out, "I wasn't slacking- oh those are good costumes. Sweet and you got the new one already? I usually main Narmaya, who do you main?" The three Metera's laughed at that, sashaying around their soon to be sister. There was no doubt at what his question's answer would be in another few minutes.