Curse of Success

Story by AnnoyedDragon on SoFurry

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Written October 2010, Curse of Success looks at a couple struggling with a spell that transforms one of them if they attempt to be intimate.

More human on reptile action in this story about a couple struggling with a curse. Every time she comes into sexual contact with her partner, she transforms. Now they have to rediscover their relationship, with the differences in mind.


The investigation was ongoing, that was all they would ever tell us. It had been months since it happened; and it was wearing on our relationship, they needed to fix this faster.

It started when we got a note through the door for a reunion party. She didn't want to go; but I encouraged her. How I wished I hadn't now. Every school had their unsavoury types, reunions were a chance to put the past aside; while secretly rubbing into the face of old enemies how well you had done. Sure enough there was one such person my love took issue with at school, and that wicked women didn't take kindly to her success.

We didn't take her seriously when she began to chant, she was simply the crazy women in a room full of her former fellow pupils. Laughing at the crazy women chanting and talking about vengeance. Vengeance? My love had done nothing to this women, she assured me. This women was just a very angry and jealous individual, jealous of my wife's seemingly natural success.

Which brings us to our current predicament. It turns out that bitch knew a fair bit of magic; and she placed a curse on my love. A vile curse whose aim was to destroy the confidence of those inflicted; and tear apart any relationships they may attempt to have. Even now as we both lay in bed together watching television, relaxing before the end of the day, there is an uneasiness that is left unchallenged.

We haven't been... intimate in a long time. Not that we haven't tried, but every time the curse took affect; and it ended in tears and emotional scaring. The most intimate we could be was to hug and kiss, anything more personal and...

I remember when it first happened. We tinted the lights and lit candles throughout the room, preparation for a moment of love and passion. But no sooner than when our privates first met did she begin to... change. Flooding from the contact points was bright green scales. Her genitals rapidly morphing into something, something not human. Affecting every area were our nude bodies met, scales coated her breasts and stomach as if someone had spilt a fluid across her body; and it was consuming her.

What I remember the most from that night was the screams. The screams and pleading for her lover to help her; as the changes consumed her body and morphed it into something else. Her gown falling to the the floor to reveal a dorsal crest erupting from her back, a thick and rapidly lengthening tail removing her privates from recognition all the more; and her pleading silenced as her face began to push out.

Her fingers grew in length and became clawed, her arms and legs becoming stubbier. It wasn't long before she bared no resemblance to her human self, simply a human sized lizard creature cowering on the floor; and gripping at her lover for comfort. I looked into those reptilian eyes; and struggled to see my love in them. But I knew she was in there, they shined with an intelligence no animal possessed. We both lay there and cried before phoning for assistance. She didn't shed any tears, but I knew she was crying.

This happened every time we attempted to lay together, she would turn back shortly after any desire to be intimate had passed. She could pretty much go about every other aspect of her life normally, but we couldn't be together without causing her to change. Sex wasn't the foundations of a relationship, but it was a very important part of it. The ultimate expression of two people's love for one another, stolen from our relationship. How much longer could we last?

So a night often reserved for passion for one another had been reduced to this. Sat in bed late at night, watching the television, trying not to lye too close to each other through fear of causing the change. Hopefully they would catch that women soon, they needed the person who placed the curse to have the best chance of removing it. That or if we were very lucky; she would walk in front of a bus and all her spells would be broken. I doubted we were the only ones touched by her foul and jealous temper.

But tonight, tonight I had enough. It was over, I was ending this.

"Honey" I said turning to her, staring into her concerned eyes as to what I would say next. "If you would allow me, I'd like to be with you tonight". Her eyes widened in response to what I had suggested. "But..." she said softly, but I interrupted. "I know. But I've been thinking and I want to try. Regardless of what we know will happen, I want to try, to try to be with you". I grabbed both her hands and held them in my own. "Will you let me try to be with you?". She gave a nervous smile, a tear running down the side of her face; as she bravely nodded and said "Yes, I want to be with you. I've wanted to be with you for so long now".

It seems we had both been thinking long and hard. It was just a matter of one of us being brave enough to ask; and the other brave enough to consent. This wouldn't be easy, we knew, but we wanted to try.

The television was powered down and we both stripped naked, I lay on the bed first; and she lay next to me. Seeing my wife from this angle, it didn't take long for me to become erect. After all, my body had yearned to be with her for oh so long. We couldn't use foreplay, given that a single touch of private areas at this point would start the change. So we looked on at each other while we played with ourselves a little, preparing for the act.

It didn't take much for me to become excited, her soft genital lips being parted with a single finger; as she stroked over them. I had forgotten what those soft lips felt like. I wanted to touch her, rub my hands over those soft breasts and feel my cock sinking deeply into her. But I had to restrain myself. If we were going to do this; we would do it at a comfortable pace.

Both of us panting lightly as we caressed our own bodies, only for the lightest stimulation; as we gazed upon each other excitedly. But that had to come to an end, and the awkward part had arrived. I manoeuvred myself to the centre of the bed as she stood up and stepped over me. I was looking up at her, standing nude and beautiful, as she then swatted over me with care. Our faces met but made no contact; and she whispered to me nervously "Are you ready?" to which I consented.

I moved my cock into position as she lowered herself over it; and penetration was achieved. My cock sliding into her soft warm depths. There was no delay as I saw scales creeping over her inner thighs, outward from her private area. I had enjoyed her lips on my member for only a moment before I felt them harden and crack with those green plates. Those lips shifted in shape; and the inner walls of her vagina trembled around my cock as their texture changed. I knew when the shifting had finished that my cock was no longer resting inside my wife's treasure, but a reptiles cloaca. I needed to push that to the back of my mind if we were to have any chance of doing this.

My wife was having the hardest time, a mix of the overwhelming sensations of the change; and the pleasures of sexual penetration. She fell forward onto my chest, seemingly to hide sight of her now animalistic private area. But she only worsened the siltation as I felt that soft body press against my own, a texture covering its surface; and then more green scales crawling up the sides of her body. I could feel those succulent breast losing mass, sinking into her body, robbing her of her femininity.

"Hold me" she pleaded, as I saw the beginnings of a tail form behind her; and a lizards crest piecing through her back. I did so, knowing it only accelerated the changes; but comforting her was more important right now. I did not delay, we had set out to defy that evil witch; and I wasn't going to give up now. I pulled her up further towards me, scales sliding across skin, so that we may meet face to her. I caught sight of the lizard in her eyes; and with that I kissed her as passionately as I could. My tongue meeting hers, even as it thickened and grew in length. And during that moment, during that passionate exchange, I began thrusting into her scaly slit.

Her cries grew with each exploratory push, seemingly drowning out her reactions to the change; as a pleasure and intimacy so desperately desired had finally come to fruition. I kept catching sight of a tail jolting upward behind her with each thrust, more and more so as it grew. Although I could not quite see its full length, I knew it was nearing completion as I felt it pressing against my scrotum, the base of the tail joining and incorporating with her private area. I followed a very scaly thigh and found lizard claws finishing in form and resting at my sides where her feet used to be, not much was left of her now.

"I love you! I love youuu! I... I..." She called out as the change took the last of her. Her face looking upward as it pushed out and became reptilian. Her mouth was wide open as her face stretched; as if calling out silently. So I could see her teeth stretching apart and the gaps being filled with rows of sharp ones, as the old ones changed form to fit in with the rest. A long thick tongue curled upward, reptile eyes wide open during the strain until it subsided. My wife's mind was now all that remained of her.

The thrusting had stopped, my throbbing penis resting inside of her quivering innards, as she looked down and our eyes met for the first time in months; during a so intimate moment. She closed her large eyes and slowly opened them again, her mouth open only slightly as she panted from the aftermath of the change. This was an important moment, she was in her completely transformed state. Could we do it? Could I carry on now that all I saw in my wife was this bizarre lizard creature? Could she bare to be with her man in such a state?

I slowly rose a hand, and delicately stroked across the crest running down the back of her neck. She closed her eyes and seemed to enjoy the sensation, slightly raising her head in response. She opened them again, half open with that reptilian grin. I smiled back, my hand ran down her crested back and rested at the base of her tail, I pushed down and we resumed. I could forget how she looked for a short while, she was in there; and that was all I needed.

From that point on the experience became all the more wild. I wrapped my legs around that lizard; in order that I may hold her more closely. Her back legs resisted against the bed, claws embedding into the sheets, and her tail stiffened higher in response to her inner most areas being stimulated. She called out a few times, in her reptilian way, letting me know I was doing right.

Our pace increased, my body glistening with sweat like hers did naturally. An unusual feeling of smooth scales gliding across me; and then the roughness of the other direction. I caught a glimpse of us in the mirror on the dresser table. Her long face reaching upward as I spread her apart and then descending as I withdrew. Her thick tail bobbing up and down and giving the odd flick; as her lower end pressed against me, human legs at her sides. She was deeply enjoying this, months without release from her partner, the reptile body was just an afterthought.

Lizard and man intertwined. We rolled over so that she was under me, me trying not to place too much weight on her. I sat up and looked down at my girl, with that perpetually grinning face and her plump scaled belly. This time I lay on top of her; and pushed into her treasure using both knees at her sides, to intensify the motions. I could feel her new limb curling upward, its underside pressing against my buttocks. Clawed hands rested on my back, holding me close and tightly.

I could tell when she orgasmed. The walls behind her scaly slit squeezing my manhood in ripples; as the she lizard squealed. Her tail violently thrashing up and down, either involuntary or to intensify my motions. The tip occasional whipping me on the back, to which I avoided showing discomfort to her. But it was all too much for my member, as it had hit its peak; and I could only delay the inevitably as the intensity built along its length.

"Ahhhh!" I yelled as my penis erupted inside her. Seed spilling forth into the alien clutching walls, suckling at my pulsating manhood, edging it on to release even more. Only as the euphoria partially subsided did I look at her face. Her eyes closed and a seemingly bigger grin, her opening still contracting around my member; and her tail now limp over the edge of the bed. Slowly she opened those big eyes to greet mine, both of us grinning contently at each other.

She leaned forward and grabbed me in a hug, a thick moist tongue running up the side of my cheek; much to my surprise. She kept hugging me, seemingly not willing to let go, even as my erection faded away still inside her moist green lips. We lay there for a while, with our eyes closed, not yet ready for the connection between us to be broken.

Shortly after a 3rd party had decided on our behalf that we must separate, as there was a knock on the front door. I pulled out of her and got off, grabbing a bath robe off the dresser and throwing it around me. She seemed quite happy to lay there on her back and following my motions as I left the room to investigate. Down the stairs and to the front door, I found a familiar officer outside. He apologised for disturbing us so late; and that he was only here to give us an update.

His line of thought was broken when he saw her making her way down the stairs, her bathrobe covering most of what was underneath. But still, she was a sight to behold; given that she was a big reptile. She joined me at the front door and cuddled, seemingly more comfortable with the form. The officer gave me a look with a raised eyebrow, given that he knew the required situation for her to take that form.

Regardless, he cleared his throat and got back to being professional. He informed us that they had tracked her to a border and that she had left the country. The other authorities were assisting in her capture, but it would take some time. More than likely she had changed her identify by now and would be difficult to find. He apologised for this development, noting that they understand the difficulties of what we were going through.

I looked to my green girl glistening in the moonlight and she looked to me, her eyes telling me my impressions weren't just from that unending grin. I turned to the officer, a new confidence putting past anxieties to rest. "No worries" I told him, "take your time".