Diva's Devolution
Diva's Devolution
By Von Krieger
Brooke stepped off the elevator, unable to keep the wide grin from her face, as she often did as of late. She could scarcely believe that the penthouse apartment in which she lived was truly hers... actually hers, with her name on the papers and everything! She'd been very, very lucky.
She shuddered to think about the run down dump she used to live in. In three months she'd rebuilt her life from the ground up. Looking at her now no one could possibly link Brooke with the person she used to be. A person who was six inches shorter, a hundred pounds heavier, and being overworked and underpaid in a restaurant that was going under.
Brooke had been employed at that place since she was in her teens; she'd never had another job- and it was because of her pay (or lack thereof), and her desperation for sorely lacking rent and food money, that she'd gone to the one place in Megalopolis where you could get good money easily; the underground metahumans betting circuit.
There were always all sorts of illicit things going on. If you had some of the right powers, you could fight for the amusement of the crowds in no rules brawls. You could also offer your healing touch for exorbitant rates on the sidelines... or... if you had something interesting about you, like blue skin, a tail, six arms, two butts, or anything like that there were the strip clubs, then the brothels if you wanted to take a step up in risk and reward.
About a step up (or down, depending on how one looked at it) from the brothels was what Brooke had chosen. Ten thousand bucks, no questions asked playing what was referred to as Blue Roulette. Four contestants, four glowing vials of syrupy blue liquid. No one knew what the hell it was, or how the event's host obtained it... but everyone knew what it did:
Blue Roulette gave you super powers.
There was a one in four chance, or so, of getting some high grade abilities, like flight, invulnerability, or any of the various elemental manipulations. Abilities that screamed "Wear tights and use me to fight crime or rob banks!"
One also had about a one in four chance of picking up something minor instead, like the ability to turn anything you touch blue, or being able to sense plastic, or telekinetically manipulate curtain rods.
However... with great rewards came great risks.
There was a one in four chance of coming out of it with some sort of physical alterations. Changes in skin color or hair color, all the way up to new limbs and in one case having your lungs replaced by gills.
Finally, there was also the worst outcome; the one in four chance of having one's body so incredibly and terribly altered that they would never be able to pass for human. Most people who suffered this fate were 'purchased' by collectors of oddities, mad scientists, supervillains in need of monsters to guard their lairs, and so forth.
Brooke's group of four had been lucky, and were the recipients of boos from the crowd. She'd stood beneath a spotlight, wearing nothing but a bathrobe, along with three others. They'd all downed the Blue Roulette, which Brooke thought combined the worst features of cough syrup, hot maple syrup, and blueberry Jell-O.
The two guys opposite Brooke had their powers known immediately: fire and ice powers. The first had his hair replaced by burning green flames, and his buddy had purple-ish ice form over his body.
The girl next to Brooke had sprouted a pair of angelic wings.
And Brooke? Brooke had no such immediate outward display of her abilities.
She'd happily taken the ten thousand dollar prize that was paid to the 'survivors', lamenting her lack of 'cool powers' at first... but that same day, people started being nicer to her for some reason, and soon afterwards, actually starting flirting with her!
Apparently, it turned out that Brooke's body had started producing some kind of pheromone that had an attracting quality to it, and not only that but she could exert some sort of psychic influence over anyone affected enough by it.
She'd paid for the penthouse, her trips to the body reshaper, and just about everything else from her brand new lifestyle by getting close to some rich guy and setting herself up as his mistress... and the best part of it all was that she didn't even have to fuck them. "Walk on the treadmill for three hours and then leave believing that we spent those three hours having the best sex of your life" was her usual method. Brooke had made herself essentially a stealth personal trainer, the thought of it still made her giggle inside.
As time went on, her gift seemed to only grow stronger. She was the center of attention wherever she went and she'd reached the point where some of the other women in her new social circle were starting to try and get in her pants. Usually prefaced by "I've never felt like this about another woman before, but..."
Entering her penthouse, Brooke kicked off her shoes and began to strip as she moved to the sliding glass door that led out onto her rooftop garden. She couldn't wait to slip into her hot tub and watch the view of the sun setting over the river. After her final piece of clothing fell to the floor, she opened the sliding door and inhaled deeply, enjoying the sweet, floral scents of the nearby flowers, though they seemed a bit stronger than usual.
It took a few moments for the water to heat, and Brooke hummed happily to herself as she waited, leaning over the tub and feeling the water. That sweet scent was getting stronger, and it seemed to have a bit of an effect upon her: her body felt warm, and her skin had become flush with increased blood flow. When the warmth spread to her loins, she gasped softly, blushing.
"Sssuch a pretty little thing," an odd voice suddenly hissed from behind her, "So pretty and lucky. Drinking the blue and getting to be beautiful."
Brooke spun to face the source and her eyes went wide at the sight. A tall, well-muscled woman stood behind her, a grin upon her face showing overly large canines. Her skin, where it was skin, was a pale blue in shade, and her slitted eyes glowed an unnatural shade of blue: a Blue Roulette mutant.
The human opened her mouth to give voice to a command, but the mutant's scaled hand quickly covered it. "No, no, pretty. That will not do. I know how your gift works; such a lovely power. Better than mine in most cases. You can have power over any mind that lives and breathes. But me? I can't control the mind. All I can do is control the power. Control the Blue."
The creature's tongue traced over Brooke's cheek, causing intense tingling as it did so. "I can even turn your own power against you. That arousal you felt? That's the same effect you have on others, on me. The first time I caught your sweet scent, I wanted to just pounce on you and bend you over a table right then and there. But I think a nice, secluded hot tub would be more romantic. All the best for my little pretty."
The creature backed away, taking her hand from Brooke's mouth. The human began to fumble with her words, wracking her brain to try and figure out a possible command that would get her out of this situation.
"No, no," the creature scolded, her voice taking on an odd harmonic, "No talking. No screaming. No loud noises."
Brooke's words immediately dried up. The feeling was strange, like her brain just didn't want to work anymore with regards to her voice... or like she'd forgotten how to speak entirely. After a few moments Brooke became rather puzzled, not quite sure what she'd been trying to do with her mouth. She turned, seeing her opportunity to get away from the invader that had done something terrible to her, though she couldn't quite lay her finger on what it was.
"And no running away either." The creature said with a giggle, a sound that did not fit her nearly seven foot frame.
Brooke stumbled in mid stride, wind-milling her arms to try and regain her balance. Catching herself on the rim of the spa, she turned and looked back at the creature, confused and afraid. It loomed over her from a height of seven feet, well-muscled and broad in the shoulders... but despite the size, it definitely sported a feminine figure with its narrow waist, equally wide hips, and large breasts.
The creature sighed happily as she tossed aside the large trench coat that had been covering up her altered body. She looked like she was about to tear through the shirt and skirt she wore- the clothes were so small. Brooke could see the creature's nipples straining at the fabric of the shirt as well as... something else.
Her eyes widened at the sight of that 'something else' straining at the fabric of the skirt. The lizard-woman followed her gaze and grinned, and then with a minimum of effort tore the clothing from her body. She chuckled and turned slowly, allowing Brooke to look over every inch of her.
Her arms and legs sported leathery, gleaming navy scales below the elbows and knees as well as following the outsides of her upper arms and legs to the point where they tapered off at her shoulders and hips. Her tail, a good four or five feet of heavy muscle, was similarly adorned with the underside a smooth pale shade of blue skin and the upper portion shiny layered scales.
Two small rows of alligator-like scutes adorned her back and tail, leading up into long, platinum blonde hair out of which a pair of pointed ears protruded. She looked powerful, bestial, and beautiful. Brooke found herself blushing a bit and feeling her arousal spiking. She was unable to keep the creature's cock out of her mind and every time she looked away or tried to close her eyes, Brooke found herself picturing it in her mind and then staring once again at its... beauty.
It was large, thick, black, and alien looking. It seemed like something out of HR Giger's wet dreams, or perhaps Mother Nature's, as Brooke wasn't all that familiar with non-human cocks. The subject had never come up before. Try as she might Brooke couldn't stop thinking about it, the way it glistened with arousal, glowing blue pre dripping from the tip. It looked like... like...
"Like I said, pretty, I control the Blue." She said with a grin, taking a seat on the rim of the hot tub, patting a spot beside her for Brooke to join. The human hesitated but she couldn't think of any other option than to approach, get up, and sit beside the mutant.
"There's a good girl," the creature said, placing an arm around Brooke's shoulders. "I drank the Blue awhile ago. It made me powerful and it made me beautiful. And I can give my gifts to others."
"You've had your body altered, not by the blue, in order to make it more beautiful. But you're so lucky; I can make you pretty too. Pretty like me." She purred, her fingertips playing with Brooke's hair.
"Mmm, such a pretty, sexy girl you are. With your sweet, sweet power that makes my cock drool just for you. Mmm... you drank the blue once before looking for money and hoping for power. No need to hope this time. Drink the blue and I'll make you as powerful and beautiful as I am." she hissed, looking down at her drooling foot and a half long length.
Brooke felt tears rising in her eyes. She didn't want anything the lizard-woman had to offer. Taking a chance with Blue Roulette once and getting lucky was enough for her. But the creature said she could control it, which would mean that it wasn't random, and making her 'beautiful' like the lizard could only mean mutation.
Unable to flee, she could only turn her gaze away, only to find the lizard gripping her hair, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to guide her gaze back down to her cock. Brooke found her mouth watering at the sight, and her loins aching and throbbing. She managed a small whimper.
"...And this is just after a few minutes of being exposed to your scent on full power. Just imagine the longing that would be felt after hours upon hours." The creature purred, her voice taking on that strange tone once more.
The human found herself forced to imagine it, and not merely imagining it, but experiencing it. She found herself lusting after the creature beside her, unable to think of anything but that glistening, dripping, alien cock, in her hands, between her legs, in her mouth, it didn't matter to Brooke, just as long as she could play with it.
"Go ahead, pretty. Drink all you want." The lizard whispered. Brooke let out a soft sob, horrified, relieved, and confused all at the same time. She leaned over and in and instant had the creature's cock in her mouth. The egg-shaped head just barely managed to fit, spreading her mouth wide and immediately causing her jaw to ache, but the discomfort was nothing in comparison to the relief she felt with finally being able to interact with the object of her lust and desire.
The lizard's pre tasted much better than Brooke remembered Blue Roulette to taste like and she found herself gulping it down eagerly, almost hungrily. "Mmm, the first taste is always the worst. The more you have, the more you'll want. More power, more changes, more beauty..."
Brooke whimpered softly at the sensation of the thick precum coating her throat and stomach, the prickly, icy-hot sensation spreading through her body for a moment. "Yes, drink it all down, pretty girl, drink and let it make you gorgeous."
She couldn't help but drink it all down; she had begun to take more of the creature's cock into her mouth, the small, round bumps on the underside rubbing over her lower lip and tongue. Brooke found one hand going to her loins, her fingers slipping into her dripping depths as she imagine what that cock would feel like being thrust into her.
Soon, everything felt funny: the inside of her sex, her clit as she brushed over, it, her fingertips, even her fingers themselves. Brooke opened her eyes and began stroking the length of bestial cock that she couldn't fit down her throat with her other hand, her skin already beginning to change color around the veins.
The tiny hairs upon her skin receded or fell away entirely as Brooke began her transformation into some kind of mutant lizard. Her rational mind told her that it was wrong, that it was something terrible and unwanted. But her more instinctual side told her that it was a good thing, a gift, after all she was becoming closer in form to the object of her lust and desire.
The mental image of herself completely altered was enough to make a sort of climax rock Brooke's body, her muscles tensing, a burst of fluid released from her altering loins, a sweet pleasure filling her. But it felt odd, different, and rather than dim her lust it instead fanned it on.
The two fingers that Brooke had stuffed into herself had begun to merge; as did her ring and pinkie fingers. The hand before her eyes had turned entirely blue up to the forearm and Brooke could see her red painted nails falling away, replaced by blunt, white claws. She clenched her eyes shut again, not wanting to see any further alterations, she could just pretend they didn't exist...
At least that was until she felt her tongue elongating. Pretend as she might, Brooke couldn't help but use it to further please the beast before her. A foot and a half worth of blue-black tongue slithered around the shaft before her, slipping free from her jaw. "Yesss..." the creature hissed, both hands on Brooke's head, controlling the pace.
The changing human nearly gagged as the lizard pushed her head down, sending every last inch of cock down her throat. She would have gagged if her body hadn't altered in that moment to accommodate such a monstrous thing.
The lizard reached out with one hand over Brooke's back, and coaxed the human's hand away from her sex, her own scaled finger replacing it. "I'll take care of this, pretty; you just pay attention to your cock."
Brooke jumped at that, then fell off of the side of the hot tub and into the water with a whimper from the separation of her mouth and that wondrous cock. The lizard chuckled and turned, looking at the human in the water. "It'ssss okay," she hissed, "You can suck as long as you want."
The words seemed to calm Brooke, even as her toes began to tingle beneath the warm current. Standing up in the waist high waves, she wrapped her arms around the lizard's waist, hugging herself to the creature as the last inch of darkness slipped between her eager lips. She moaned softly as the sweet taste of the creature's precum spread over her new tongue, her worries forgotten as her fingers began to rub her swollen clit.
She shivered as new, sweet, sexual sensations flooded her body. She could feel something forming within her, tingling as new organs formed to give her a proper manhood. All thoughts of resisting the change vanished as Brooke's mental image of herself as a mutant appeared once more. She would have her own wonderful, sexy cock to play with whenever she wanted and it would drip more of the tasty blue goo she had begun to crave.
Just thinking about it made Brooke moan and quiver with delight. Her lust wanted a cock and it seemed giving in to her desires made them happen, as her clit suddenly surged forth into six inches worth of manhood. From the feel of her new length, it definitely wasn't human, but Brooke hadn't wanted it to be. She could feel the egg-shaped head, the beginnings of the small bumps underneath, the ring in the middle, the darker sheath covering the bottom half.
She stroked herself frantically, willing it bigger and bigger until it was properly sized like the creature's. "Doesn't it feel good?" the lizard purred, "Isn't it so beautiful and wonderful?" she said with a moan. "It will feel even better once you have it stuffed into some pretty little thing. Perhaps passing the gift on, mmm?"
The sensation was overwhelming. Brooke felt like she was about to burst. But the lizard was the first to climax, hot, sticky surges of seed filling Brooke's belly. It was enough to send her over the edge as well, her new cock erupting with incredible pleasure into the waters around her.
But that was not the only part of Brooke's body that seemed to erupt. A similar sensation of surging pleasure rocketed forth from the small of her back. The water of the hot tub, tainted by Brooke's own release, made the skin on her new tail erupt into an icy tingle.
The creature withdrew her cock and giggled, giving Brooke a playful shove, sending her sprawling back into the water. Every inch of her skin tingled with the sensation of change. The last places upon her skin free of the blue tint vanished. Her nipples ached as they turned the same black as her still-erect cock.
"My gift to you, pretty. In the next few minutes your scales will begin to form, and as you sate your ravenous hunger your body will begin to fill out. Soon you'll begin to hear the sound of the Blue, know how to follow it, know how to control it, and you'll be immune to its alterations." The lizard purred, slipping into the warm water, wrapping her arms around Brooke, hugging her tightly.
"But of course that would mean we can't have any more fun. Another dose and you would change more, change beyond me. It'sss your choice of course," she hissed, one hand upon Brooke's breast, the other stroking her cock.
The former human couldn't help but press up against the much larger lizard, her water-wetted skin and scales felt so good against her. "Of course you'd be so sexy changed even more. I have just the thing in mind for you. You'd just love it, little pretty; you would have so much fun with yourself and with me."
The lizard rolled Brooke over in the water and grabbed her tail, running her member over the underside of the ex-human's new appendage, teasingly moving the round-tipped shaft closer and closer towards Brooke's still throbbing pussy. "Jussst back away, tell me to ssstop. Ssshow me that you wish to sssstay asss you are." The creature hissed lustfully into Brooke's pointed ear.
Brooke stood perfectly still, a battle being waged in her mind over her desires. Being a lizard-woman would be just fine... There were stranger looking people in the city, and it wasn't like she didn't have her clothes tailored to her anyway. She could easily be happy like this, especially since she had that oh so sexy cock of hers to play with.
Brooke found herself blushing as she imagined herself at the lizard's size and strength, a cute girl's (or guy's) lips around her cock; such a sexy image. She found her hand around her cock again, now a good foot in length. She wanted the creature's cock inside of her, wanted to feel those wonderful bumps rub over her netherlips, to press against the nerves hidden between her sexes, to make her body light up once more in sweet bliss.
But she'd seen what happened to the people who had been unlucky and gotten that one in four chance of the intense physical mutation. She shuddered to think about some of the horrors she'd seen; hideous, terrible things out of a horror movie, monsters without a single shred of humanity remaining. She didn't want to be one of them, and that was something she knew for certain.
She began to move away, but the lizard's cock entered her. Not far, just the first few inches. It was enough to spread her wide, to fill her with pleasure, and to give her a taste of the delicious pleasures that could be hers. Her muscles froze and her lust-crazed mind demanded satisfaction.
"Tell me, little pretty, tell me what you want. You can even use words just this once." The creature purred, sinking her cock in just a little bit further, enough for Brooke to feel the bumps that would be soon sliding in and out of her aching sex.
She sobbed and whimpered softly, even though she was allowed to speak. She couldn't make up her mind. A pleasured howl escaped from her throat as the lizard continued to push into her, and before Brooke could stop them the words spilled softly from her mouth.
"Fuck me." She pleaded softly... and the lizard complied.
Her protesting thoughts all vanished beneath the tide of pleasure that surged up within Brooke, growing as each row of bumps was driven into her, and then pulled away. The lizard's cock had not stopped dribbling Blue Roulette and the former human could already feel its hot-cold tingle working its way through her.
Like before it started at her extremities with the cool sensation of change. This time it was her toes that were merging and growing claws. But it didn't stop there. She felt the smooth, leather scales that the lizard boasted, growing on herself, spreading from the tips of her fingers, toes, and tail. But unlike the creature that was fucking her, Brooke's scales did not leave her underbelly areas as normal human skin. She could feel the scales flowing over her thighs, her belly, her breasts, her face. There was an odd sensation that forced the former human to close her eyes, and when she opened them she saw the world differently.
Colors were brighter, more vivid, and more intense. Shadows seemed to hide nothing to her eyes. And even staring at the setting sun upon the river only caused Brooke to blink in a new way, placing a protective membrane over her slitted, blue, glowing eyes to more comfortably look upon the scene.
She felt her legs pop, the bones shifting and altering into a new shape, felt her muscles slithering around into new sizes, shapes, and arrangements. But the sensations from Brooke's middle drew her attention the most.
Something was changing within her belly, something in her internal organs. The sensation wasn't tingle, but rather warm and pleasant. It seemed to spread from her sex, up into her womb, and from there to her stomach and up her throat until it divided, flowing into her breasts.
"Mmm, I thought you'd like this," the creature purred, leaning forward, her hands cupping Brooke's breasts. Much as her cock had before, her tits seemed to swell once they were given attention, "Got to give you plenty of Blue to share, little pretty."
Brooke gasped as nearly everything in her torso seemed to wriggle and writhe at once. But it felt good, no; it felt GREAT; especially when the lizard slipped a clawed finger into each of her nipples. They had altered in form and function, becoming organs of incredible sexual pleasure. She found herself wondering what it would feel like to have a cock stuck inside them.
Her lips parted to moan in pleasure, but the sound was silenced by a finger in her mouth, covered in Blue, her own Blue from Brooke's own body. Just as sweet and delicious as the lizard's had been. Now she would never run out! It brought a blissful smile to Brooke's face, a smile that widened as the lizard moved her hands downward, the sensation repeating as a second pair of breasts blossomed into fullness upon Brooke's belly, swelling outward below her original pair.
Her cock began to grow as well, nestling between her new breasts; Brooke couldn't help but press her tits tightly against her growing shaft, rubbing them and inserting her fingers into her odd, rubbery, stretchy nipples. "Yesss, that'sss it my little pretty. Play with your beautiful new body..."
The water of the hot tub had turned a glowing, fluorescent blue from the leaking of Brooke's cock, breasts, and the juices from her sex. It felt so good on her scales and seemed to enhance her sense of touch wherever it washed over her. Brooke's long, forked tongue lolled from her mouth over sharpened teeth, lapping up the sweet water.
"Just a few more inches, little pretty, or perhaps a little bit of action on your part and you can drink right from the source." The lizard whispered in soft, gasping breaths.
Needing no further encouragement Brooke ducked her head under the water, only a little surprised that she suffered no ill effects from drawing the water into her lungs. She was indeed a few inches shy of mouth and member meeting, but her tongue was enough to bridge the gap... at least until her neck let out several soft pops as it began to elongate.
Her jaw soon followed suit, her mouth spreading out into a broad reptilian muzzle. Gone was the ache and discomfort of taking such a large mouthful and holding onto it. Her spine seemed to tingle and ache, but Brooke paid it no mind. Every sweet sexual inch of her was being pleasured so wonderfully. The changes were worth it, oh were they ever.
She could not only handle being some sort of lizard-creature, but she would absolutely love it if she could be so easily made to feel this good. She felt the sensation of change within her beginning to slow, and then cease entirely. Just in time for the lizard to cry out.
Thicker gouts of blue seed filled her womb than had filled her belly, and not only that but more of them. The creature seemed to climax again and again, filling her womb fuller and fuller over the span of nearly a minute, just as Brooke's own manhood did the same to her belly. She felt her middle beginning to balloon outward from the sheer amount of Blue that filled her; sweet and slick and syrupy and sensational.
Her lust finally felt satisfied. Eventually the lizard withdrew her cock from Brooke's satiated sex, and this time Brooke did not protest its absence. She emerged from the water, drawing in a deep breath of air and exhaling a glowing mist from her nostrils.
Brooke's muscles were sore; her whole body seemed to ache from her changes. She lounged in the hot tub with her eyes closed, letting the warm water and the icy tingle of the Blue soothe her.
The lizard purred, and stepped out of the hot tub. The glowing water seemed to fall away from her scales instantly, leaving her dry. She smiled and picked up her trench coat and put it back on. "I have a few more pretties to keep an eye on, but I'll be back to check up on my sexiest one. Especially since you've given yourself a third dose of beautiful Blue."
She leaned over and planted a kiss upon Brooke's snout, running her hand over the former human's now bare head and teased the points of her twin phosphorescent blue frills with her fingertips. "My previous commands will fade in a few minutes." She said in the strange voice that Brooke had to obey.
Brooke watched her go, admiring her hips and the sway of her tail before closing her eyes once more and resting in the hot tub, her hands resting on her rounded belly. She felt the icy sensation return, but only slightly. She could feel her belly slowly growing, solid shapes beginning to form within it. The new lizard wondered how wonderful it would feel to lay her eggs, and from the sensations within her, odds were that she was going to find out sooner rather than later. It made her cock hard just thinking about it.
Wait.
Eggs?
Cock?
Lizard?
Brooke drew in a deep breath that she only just barely managed to avoid turning into a scream. The lizard's control over her had vanished, and with it the lustful other-self that had appeared that had adored her rapist's reptilian form and been elated to gain it herself.
The ex-human pulled herself from the tub, darting into the penthouse, not caring one bit about the neon blue droplets that fell on the plush white carpet. She had to steady herself with one hand on the wall, as her legs seemed to bend in the wrong direction now and her body wanted to walk half hunched, with her tail out behind her to act as a balance.
Oh gods, her tail. She had a tail! She was some kind of disfigured mutant lizard, a pregnant mutant lizard; one whose belly seemed to be filling more and more with eggs at each passing moment. Her cock twitched pleasantly at the thought of laying eggs; drooling a thick blue strand down onto the carpet.
Brooke gasped softly at the sensation, just the drip trailing down her member felt incredibly erotic. She had to grab the back of her sofa to steady herself. The new lizard found her gaze drawn to the large mirror that adorned the wall. She wanted to look away, as if looking upon the entirety of her altered form for the first time would make it real.
For the second time in the span of three months Brooke had been completely remade. Hardly a trace existed of her former physical shape. She had become a six foot tall, oversexed reptile with obscenely large breasts bigger than her head, and a rapidly bloating belly that looked like she'd swallowed a beachball.
She reached out a three-fingered, taloned hand, scarcely believing that it was her own. Her body shivered as another gush of glowing precum oozed down her shaft. It made her instinctly thrust her hips, grinding her erection against the sofa, making her moan even louder and making her weak in the knees.
The lizard-woman panted as she felt her netherlips begin to leak also, glowing droplets trickling down her thighs. She backed away from the couch, staggering on unfamiliar legs, still gazing at her reflection. Brooke found herself unable to look away and she found her hands moving, one towards a breast and the other towards her cock.
As horrible as it was, she found her reflection... sexy. It shamed her and disgusted her, but she couldn't deny how arousing her new body found itself. It was only with a great effort of will that she was able to turn away from the mirror and keep her hands off of her alien body.
Brooke stumbled towards the doorway as she realized that she needed help. She also needed to get out of the penthouse, as that lizard creature could still be around. Judging from the ill-fitting shirt and skirt she'd been wearing, she was probably rooting through Brooke's wardrobe.
The constantly growing weight in Brooke's belly made walking difficult. Her muscles all seemed sore from her transformation, and being asked to carry more and more weight as well as walk in an unfamiliar way seemed to tax them terribly. Glowing tears leaked from Brooke's eyes as she fumbled at the doorknob with her thick, unfamiliar fingers.
Her belly was absolutely huge now, and it rubbed against her cock every time she moved. It was so big it looked like Brooke was carrying an entire grown person inside her womb. She whimpered softly as she finally got out into the lobby, losing her balance and smacking right into the elevator door.
A soft, sobbing moan escaped her throat at the delicious sensation. It was enough to make her climax, the thick black length of her alien member spewing forth thick gouts of mouth-watering Blue.
She managed to press the button to call the elevator, but couldn't keep her hands off of herself any longer. Her sexualized, sensitive body begged to be caressed and played with. It just felt so good, and Brooke felt too tired to resist. She leaned against the door, her belly still growing and making it hard for her to stand. She didn't want to sit down, as she wasn't sure if she could get up again if she did so.
The elevator dinged and Brooke nearly tumbled in as the door opened. Everything on her body seemed to ache with the exception of her head and her tail. Her chest hurt, her arms hurt, her legs hurt, her back hurt. She slumped against the back wall of the elevator, her legs spread.
She couldn't even reach up and hit the button for another floor, her will had eroded too much to do even that. One hand was wrapped around her cock, the other stuffed into her pussy. Her sexes leaked and drooled, dribbling incredible amounts of Blue onto her tummy and tail, and it felt good.
Brooke found herself enjoying the hot-cold tickle that the Blue brought. Her tongue lolled from her mouth, seeking out a nearby nipple in order to gain a taste of the stuff. Mmm... she felt a bit better. If she gave her body what it wanted, then perhaps it would let Brooke do what she wanted in return.
The hot, achy throb of her muscles soon began to dim, replaced with the sensation of change once again. A sudden spike of erotic bliss shot through her as something seemed to give way within her. Brooke felt unfamiliar muscles tighten and clench, delivering a sweet, unfamiliar pleasure. She panted softly as something shifted in her belly and something solid pushed her fingers aside, spreading her netherfolds and crowning at her sex.
Her elongated neck made it easy to peer over her breasts and belly to look at the rounded object that had lodged itself in her sex. It was most certainly an egg, about as big as a basketball at its widest point, and tinted the same familiar shade of radiant blue. With a deep moan from her maw, her muscles contracted, and the round egg slid out from her, covered in more blue ooze.
It rolled off the rounded surface of her tail and over the tiled floor of the elevator, coming to a rest just out of Brooke's reach. She stared at it for awhile in shock and awe. She found herself reaching for the egg, trying to grab it, wanting to... to... She wanted to snuggle with it.
The thought made her blush, or whatever passed for a blush. Her body's instincts were so strong, and right now they were those of a horny momma-lizard laying her brood. Brooke managed to get her tail around the thing, knowing instinctively that it was very tough and could stand a lot of abuse.
Brooke clenched her teeth as she used the unfamiliar muscles to tighten around it, picking the egg up and bringing it close enough to grab with her hands. She placed it between her uppermost breasts and began to lick it clean, delighting in the sweet taste of the Blue that coated it.
She hugged the egg tightly against herself as she cleaned it, moaning softly as another pushed its way free from her. Brooke shifted her legs to prevent it from rolling away like the first had. She barely noticed the soft pops and cracks from her limbs as they began to shift, the soreness fading from them as they altered from a form meant more for a biped to something that would more easily allow Brooke to carry her large belly on all fours.
The lizard found herself wishing that she had more hands, so that she could steady her egg for cleaning, keep her other eggs from getting away, as well as pleasuring her still-eager body. It felt... nice to give in to her instincts. For the first time in quite awhile Brooke felt happy.
She looked up at the mirror on top of the elevator, looking over her altered body. It was different and unfamiliar, but she'd experienced the same thing before. She'd given up the body she was born with in order to take on one more with her own ideals of beauty, and this was not much different.
But rather than having her form shaped by her perceptions of what the mainstream media had decided on for beauty, the reptilian form she now possessed was one that her new instincts found to be incredibly sexy. She started at her reflection, enraptured by it, fascinated by it. It was so bestial, so alien, so different, and yet just about every inch of it screamed to her "I want to fuck this."
She set her first egg aside, picking up the second with her forepaws, lapping at it as she continued to admire herself. Watching herself lay eggs was just so... hot. It was the sexiest, most arousing thing Brooke had ever seen. In the minute she had been in the elevator, she'd pushed out nearly half a dozen, her juices having made quite the puddle beneath her. But Brooke didn't care about the mess. She rather liked the sweet scent, after all.
A soft sigh escaped her muzzle as a wet popping sound came from Brooke's back. She leaned forward for a moment, allowing the new additions to move around to the front. She watched her reflection as the four new appendages grew. Long tubes of powerful muscle ending in diamond shaped paddles. Not lizard-like, but decidedly welcome.
Brooke didn't try to force them into position, she simply thought about what she wanted to do and let her instincts guide her new limbs. Two she used to hold her egg in place, while the other two she used to move and arrange the rest of her waiting brood.
This left her forepaws free to rub her eager, drooling cock, but there were so many wonderful, pleasurable places on her body that she could play with. It seemed like a crime to ignore all of them.
The soreness began to withdraw from her arms and legs, seeming to follow the bones into her hips and shoulders, and then more towards her middle, but still remaining upon the outside, leaving her belly alone.
The lizard shivered as wet, sticky, stretching sounds and grotesque pops filled the air. Her scales moved and the skin beneath surged outward into arms and claws. She had eight limbs now; four arms and four legs. Well, twelve if you included the four tendrils upon her back. The two most frontward forelimbs, her original hands, had become a pair of paws that were best suited to allow Brooke to carry around the huge bulk of her belly. The middle two pairs of 'legs' were about halfway between the three fingered hands she'd sported at the beginning of her transformation and the paws just ahead and behind them. She could use them to help in her walking, but she could also put them to good use in other places.
Brooke sighed happily as she began to massage her four heavy breasts as well as her cock, delighting in the sensations as they leaked and dripped Blue own her navy scales. She had scarcely begun cleaning her third egg when she sighed and shook her head. This was never going to work. She'd birthed about a dozen of the beautiful, glowing globes and she was rapidly falling behind.
The soreness in her chest condensed into points, just behind her breasts, which began to grow once again. Brooke gasped with delight as she felt something now familiar slithering forth from each nipple. More tentacles. These were not as strong as the four that grew from her back, nor did they feature dexterous paddles. But they did sport small mouths on the end, looking rather like black pairs of human lips, and about the same size too!
Brooke giggled and stuck out her four new tongues, putting them to use cleaning her eggs. Mmm... she had so many within her, but she didn't mind. It felt so good. She let out a soft sigh as the familiar, wonderful icy tickle of the Blue washed over her for the last time. She would miss it. But it would allow her to enjoy the deliciousness without consequence.
It was making her grow, making her body enlarge to a greater size. Brooke giggled happily; it meant more Blue goo within her, more eggs, more breasts and cock to caress. She smiled and purred happily at her reflection. So pretty, so very, very pretty.
A soft sound filled her ears, soft and subtle. It came from within her, as well as from within each of her eggs. A tiny opening within her that pulsed to the beat of her heart, opening and closing, allowing the Blue to flow into her from its place of origin.
The lizard purred happily as she felt a tiny thread of herself leading back into that miniscule portal, binding her to all the other creatures and beings that shared a tie to the strange, wonderful, Blue place from beyond.
Brooke wondered why she had ever been afraid and disgusted over her body. She looked amazing, she felt even better, and she was sure that she had not even come close to experiencing the wonders of physical bliss that her flesh was capable of reaching.
But for now she was more interested in cleaning her eggs than in truly pleasuring herself. Five tongues made the job so much easier. She had no idea how much time passed, but after awhile she was jarred from her task by the movement of the elevator. Someone had pressed the call button, and Brooke grinned. She'd have someone to help her. Help clean and care for her eggs, help pleasure her, help move the silly things out of the elevator. What had she been thinking, leaving her nest while so close to laying? It seemed such a silly, human thing to do.
The elevator car came to a stop two floors down, it chimed pleasantly and the doors slid open. A young woman had her back to the car as she peered around the hallway. "Jeez, what smells like blue Jell-O?" she asked, looking around for a spill on the rug or an errant pudding cup.
Brooke recognized her, not a friend, but an acquaintance; gorgeous red hair, nice cream skin with just the right dusting of freckles. Green eyes with a slight cant that told of an exotic heritage. How had Brooke managed to keep herself from jumping on her and cramming her tongue down her throat?
No matter, she would rectify the matter now. She reached out with all four of her larger tentacles, each grabbing a limb. Her lesser tentacles began to slip beneath the woman's clothing, wrapping around her breasts, seeking out her groin, sharing Brooke's bounty of Blue by a sweet berry-flavored kiss.
She could feel the Blue within the human now, so anxious, eager, willing to be put to use. Just waiting for a whisper from someone with the proper power until it could wait no longer.
"No noises now, little pretty," Brooke purred, her voice taking on the strange tone it always did when she drew upon her power, "I'm going to make you beautiful!"