Gold Tier Story - Compleation (Patreon)

Baye had learned to be wary when it came to volunteering for overtime however she was still curious about what Sherri had in mind. The thick hipped female was now significantly more accustomed to her new body, rounding corners and sashaying those sultry hips in heels like she’d been born to wear them. The uniform was also part of Sherri’s idea, not that she minded terribly either, a tight skirt that hugged on her luscious hips with those plump thighs almost bursting the seams. Delicate, dainty, paws in vinyl high heels that clicked musically as she strut about the store like she owned the place, and now those same cute heels were standing in the midst of Sherri’s office. The doggirl wearing a bright sneering grin with eyes practically starlit as she stared in Baye’s direction. “H.. Hey Sherri, you wanted to see me?”

“Right on time!” The doggirl was always eager to gab about the going-ons of the store with her employees and Baye was no exception, “So the pre-release is happening tonight. I’m so glad you volunteered to take some overtime.” Sherri’s voice was almost like liquid chocolate with the way it smoothed along Baye’s ears, the raccoongirl following along guided almost hypnotically distracted by Sherri’s enthusiasm. “So we’re going to do something kind of in theme for the new set, you like cosplay don’t you?”

“Y.. Yeah?” Baye answered but it’s not like Sherri was actually listening, before she knew it she was wearing clamps around her wrists that normally she would object to. “Who am I going to dress up as?” She said timidly as if that should have been discussed long before the metallic bindings around her extremities. 

“Oh, not really ‘who’ but more like a ‘what.’” Trepidation that had given way to curiosity was quickly proving troublesome as Sherri revealed a small jewelry box filled with trinkets that Baye knew too well from a glance. “A little bit of compleation will be great for the Phyrexian Celebration party..”

“Co.. Compleation?” Baye knew those words all too well but her body wasn’t ready for what that could entail, especially given the powerful artifacts Sherri was wielding. “Uhm, you know, maybe uh, someone else could use that overtime..” Baye felt a tingle of intrigue along her spine but her body wrested against the bindings as Sherri drew ever closer, her hand pulling up that carefully selected top and revealing Baye’s full breasts. 

“Nonsense, you’ve been complaining about how you wanted bigger tits to show off to the boys, remember?” Sherri’s hands began to cup underneath Baye’s breasts examining them with her thumbs teasing along the areola. “And I think I know just the way to achieve that.”

“How.. how so?” Baye gulped, eyes warily watching as Sherri’s thumbs pressed against her nipples sending a soft jolt through her body, but then she saw the needle Sherri pulled out, her eyes widening at the direction it was heading. Her perfect pretty nipple felt a sudden sting.. a brief sting, but one none the less, “Ouch!” But it was brief and the pain subsided almost immediately much to her surprise, her ears folding back as it felt like a numbing pleasure washed over her, “Wh.. What was that..?”

“Oh. This?” Sherri said sweetly as she gestured to the item, slowly raising it along with her gaze, “A Mox Diamond nipple piercing. Pretty cute if I don’t say so myself.” It began to glow almost too mysteriously, Baye’s eyes watching as the blood dripped from her nipple to a slow and a stop almost immediately. The jewel shifted slightly, tugging at her sensitive nerve endings and sending tingles of pleasure through Baye’s body as Sherri’s other hand guided against her nipple. “And nothing gets the boys going like a set of CEDH staples..” 

Baye was almost afraid to ask when she felt the pinching sensation against her nipple once more, but this time it didn’t hurt, not in the slightest. It felt good, warm, the slight trickle of liquid that escaped her areola almost darker crimson than the piercing before, and then the next piercing.. Oh Baye should have been terrified when a needle was aimed at her clitoris but she felt the corners of her mouth turning upwards in an excited smile. “Wh.. what’s that one..?” She said with bated breath, her tongue hanging out freely as her wide eyes gazed on over her breasts as Sherri carefully aimed the puncture against her skin.. and once more she felt that pinch in the most sensitive area her body could manage. Shocking pleasure radiated throughout her muscles leaving her quivering with excitement, her toes scrunching in those slutty heels as her body convulsed in ecstasy.  “Guhhh.. Fughh.. Sherri.. Sherri!”

The cries of pleasure were music to Sherri’s ears, the doggirl loving the way Baye’s body bent to her touch and the pleasure therein, the magic that flowed through Sherri’s fingertips began to swirl around Baye’s body, melding into her thighs and scooping up underneath her fur curling around that plump juicy cunt cleft. At Sherri’s side was a metallic looking object, one that was clearly there for a purpose and it began to dissipate into the misty magics that Sherri was building into Baye’s pussy. “The boys are going to love this..” Sherri hummed slightly as the raccoongirl quivered with the magical energies that deeply infused into her body. 

Baye feeling her mind slipping with each passing second as her inner walls were reconfigured, the interior muscles that shaped them curling and swaying, altering themselves to further develop her figure into something that Sherri, the lewdest artificer, had in store. “You know how the boys get over CEDH Staples,” Sherri crooned sweetly up to her new project as her beautiful blue cunt took a more recognizable shape, “And what more would they love than a Cunt that’ll tap for Mana.. Two Colorless Mana..” Sherri licked her lips almost tantalized by her own creation, “On turn 1..” She breathed in and leaned in close, her tongue languidly teasing against the inner depths of Baye’s fully exposed cunt. The racoon girl letting out a pleasured moan as Sherri’s tongue descended deep, tasting at the droplet morsels of sweet mana that teased her tongue. “Mhhhh..”

The moments seemed to blur together for her until she felt something different, Sherri was now offering a different sensation to Baye’s quivering dripping snatch, it felt thick and hard to the touch and as it pushed forwards she felt a body tightening pinch in the base of her spine. Baye gulped down her throat as the thrumming energy neared her warm pussy lips, the metal didn’t feel cold to the touch, in fact it felt warm and almost fleshlike as it pushed against her lips.

“There we go,” Sherri crooned as the scepter plugged itself deep into Baye’s cunt, “A perfect fit if I do say so myself.” Her eyes practically lighting up as bright as the magic that invigorated the staff that was fully inserted inside Baye’s cunt, all the way to that supple womb entrance. It was that look in Sherri’s eyes that made her first twitch with a small droplet of concerned sweat rolling down her brow.

“Sh.. Sherri..?” Baye huffed, breathing deep as her abdomen began to glow from the inside, “That.. that’s not an Isochron Scepter.. is it?” She swallowed hard, an almost painful gulp of realization that was caught in her throat as Sherri’s lips curled into a sneer and her hands glowed ever brighter. Suddenly Baye realized why all the trinkets had been pierced into her body, a Mana Vault, a Mox Diamond, Sol Ring, even her pussy being reshaped into a Mana Crypt made sense now. “Oh, Urza..” Baye whimpered with helpless resignation to her new fate.

They were all tapped at the same time, dragging through her body at once drawing in that energy from her nipples, clit, pussy, all bringing it forth in a focal point with her pussy as the conduit. Mana and juices spilled from between her thighs gushing down the soft slickened fur as Sherri gripped upon her hip with one hand and the scepter in the other. “That’s right.. let it aaaaaaaaall out,” Sherri crooned so sweetly as Baye felt orgasm rush through her body with the only moment of respite being the fact that it ended, her legs didn’t seem to work from the thigh down, her toes perpetually locked as she spasmed. “And.. Here we go again!” 

Energy swirled along the mystical scepter, Sherri had invigorated it with the power of some odd cantrip that Baye was unable to discern. “Sherri..” Her depths parting as the spire began to thrust inside of her, her newly completed pussy walls drinking in the mystical energies. Her depths seized on the flowing magic that filled her body, her back arching upwards with her plump breasts bouncing as her eyes lit up with ecstasy filling her body. “Sherrrriiiiii!” Her voice rang out as she felt something surging through her entire body, not just her quim, the pleasure flowed throughout all of her frame from the tips of her nipples down her abdomen into her clit, the little trinkets that had been attached to her body acting as a conduit for the rejuvenating magics. “Sherri.. I.. I can’t.. breathe..” 

It was true, her body was experiencing an almost constant series of orgasms that raced through her form unending, unrelenting, sending warm jolts of pleasure that seized up every muscle in her form. Her hips rolled and trembled hips arching and lusting as juices spilled endlessly down her thighs drippling wet with pleasure her pussy mound moved and flexed as Sherri guided the item deeper into her cunt. “Its.. That’s.. that’s as deep as it goes!” But Sherri wasn’t satisfied with such an answer.

“Uh uh!” The doggirl teased as she massaged the length of the spear deeper and further into her pussy, every twist and pull drawing out the manalicioius energies of the trinkets equipped to her body. It didn’t dissipate, Sherri wouldn’t waste such an abundant resource, instead it flowed directly into Baye’s body, shifting even more of her form than before. While ecstasy rolled through her body, Baye was able to perceive the modifications that shifted her ever deeper into the prospect of becoming a compleated breeding slut. Her jaw hung open from pleasure.. and from her tongue suddenly taking up more space in her mouth than she was accustomed to, it hung freely as her eyes began to roll up into the back of her head, fingers and toes impossibly clenched as she shook and spasmed so frequently it was like a vibration. “We need you to be able to take care of as many boys as possible..” 

“Remember,” Sherri spoke as the phallic staff would grind deeper into Baye’s body, nudging against her cervix as it began to refit itself allowing for more and more of the staff to plunge inside, her abdomen bulging as the length filled her deepening cavity. “I want rare cards.. foils..” Sherri whispered with hushed excitement, her tongue curling along her lips in fantasy of her desires, “I want reserved list.. Invention foils..” Her eyes glinted with temptation as she looked up to her new trade slut.

“Yes.. Mistress..” Baye moaned out in her compliance, hips churning as her new elongated almost serpentine tongue twitching as it drooled over her neck and now abundantly swollen bimbo tits. It felt so good, so mind numbingly amazing, she didn’t care anymore, the idea of being bred by some of the boys at the shop in exchange for some of the more illustrious magic cards they held was a fine idea by Mistress Sherri. 

A hand guided around the side of Baye’s lower back, gripping at her now abundantly plump asscheeks and moving a single to the side as Sherri leaned in, “I especially want you to find..” Sherri’s voice sounded like a melodic whisper to Baye’s ears even as a fingertip trailed along her pucker and began to push inwards. “Power .. Nine.” Sherri felt a tingle along her spine as she said it, her tail curling into itself as she breathed deep the possibilities that maybe some wayward whale would find themselves lured by the compleated slutcake. At the same time Baye let out a harrowing crooning moan as Sherri’s finger worked its way inside her asshole, delivering pleasure that Baye thought only existed in her twat now duplicated from behind as Sherri’s artifice magics began to rework the depths of her confines to a more suitable breeding orifice..

Everything began to make sense for Baye as she began to roil in her abundance of orgasms, her eyes looked like they were layered in the darkest of mascara as another wave of orgasm overwhelmed her body. She knew what her destiny was now and that itself was bringing bliss to her now fully revamped mindset, her pussy endlessly dripping as the world began to dim before her eyes. The last thing she knew before the darkness overcame her was her mission.

…

The world seemed so fresh and new to Baye’s eyes as she stepped out from the office, she felt like a fresh new woman and in all that time, her ringed tail swinging back and forth as she sashayed into the room while the murmurings of the late night pre-release hummed in her ears. Her eyes practically lighting up as she saw all the prospects that she’d been made for, practically bred for. Her fingertips teased along her hips as she traced her way along the room eyes peering at the men comfortably seated at the tables with decks out and trade binders on display showing off their collections. Her lips curled into a smile, some of the items she’d been sent out to procure. 

“Hello boys,” Baye’s silken voice spoke gently as she approached a pod of players. Her hand found one of their shoulders, the larger of the group, and her digits teased along the nape of his neck. “Feel up to doing some trades?”