Quarantined (Patreon)

“As the changes really took hold of her body, the young college student realized why the abandoned lab had been closed off for years. She has simply wanted to explore, assuming anything dangerous was long gone, but pushing past layer after layer of protective barrier has been a mistake.

The first thing to change was her legs, beginning with her feet. She felt her toes expand, claws sliding from them painfully, as they swelled and eventually ripped from her shoes. They were patterned with dark, thick scales, which began to spread up her legs. As they did so, her thighs thickened, quickly becoming too much for the jeans she was wearing and tearing her clothing to shreds. She pulled the remains of her pants from her body and marveled at the expanse of scales covering her skin. She felt their smooth warmth beneath her hand and quivered at the sensation as changes began elsewhere on her body.

Behind her a pair of wings began to press outward form her shoulder blades. They grew slowly, but unstoppable outward, stretching her shirt incredibly tight across her body. At the same time, her breasts began to swell forward, pulling her shirt in a different direction, but no less unstoppably. The warm flesh of her breasts continued swelling, growing large and heavy despite the pressure of the overnight shirt and the pull of her wings behind. It was becoming too much for her, and she felt her body respond with an intense arousal, pressure and heat building up in her body as her mind became lost in the pulling, rubbing, changing growth that assaulted her. She felt her pussy moisten, fluids gushing from her as despite the insanity of her situation, she was aroused beyond belief, more turned on than she had ever been before.

The growth continued, her breasts holding their own agains the ever-growing wings, her shirt and the pressure combining such that she felt she couldn’t breathe, until the sound of polling stitches met her ears. First one, then another, and then all at once her shirt relented and tore open. It was orgasmic - the immediate release of pressure, the sensation of her huge wings unfurling behind her, and the weight of her heavy, substantial tits dropping to her chest. Her pussy quivered and she thrust her hips forward in ecstasy as the sensation overwhelmed her and her changes continued…”