Halloween Monstergirl Mashup Part 4 (Kisara Tf) (Patreon)

…so, hold fast to the edge of this arcane cauldron, for the night is young, and there are realms of wonder and terror to explore. As I brim with anticipation, I promise you an experience unlike any other, infused with the essence of the supernatural and the enigma of Halloween itself. I am the Enigmauldron and you, my poor soul, shall be my next victim for tonight!

“Gotcha. I understand.” The next victim for tonight nodded, finally giving me the recognition I deserve. How is he my victim who understands my grandeur… and he is my fourth try. My power doesn't last that long anymore, this opportunity must be seized.

“Mr Cauldron, I think you misunderstood me.” The victim spoke, seeming more irritated than before. “What I understand is that you are delusional and an idiot. Narrating my words… what nerve… Now let me out of here before I rearrange your Pumpkin looking face.”

Never mind. This guy is a lunatic brute too. Alright, here I go again…

Now then, you, unfortunate victim, have been chosen to become my servant, terrorizing worlds and lands to show them the true meaning of Halloween. There is no way out, no escape, only servitude and monstrous power awaiting you here. All for the completion of my evil plan!

“I have been wondering for a while, but I decided to not bring it up until now… But did you just call me a guy?” The victim asked, much to my confusal.

Yes? In the face of the Halloween moon, ready to twist and turn even the most pure of hearts into something wicked, gender matters very little. However I, as the benevolent and respectable cauldron that I am, prefer to address my victims as their correct…

“I AM A GIRL, DAMMIT!!!”

A loud gong sounds echoes through the forest as another kick landed against my metal casing once again. Why is this the most consistent thing that keeps happening lately? Somehow I feel my pride as the legendary Enigmauldron slowly slipping away.

As I was saying… the moment you arrived at this place, your soul has already been magically bound to the contents of my being. For now, the liquid is clear and unsoiled, just like a human should be. But now you shall throw ingredients into the pot, to turn you into a monster to be truly feared. And should you refuse to throw anything in, then I shall be the one picking out components! And you don't want me to be the one to decide! Muhahaha! Ha…?

Another gong sound from another kick. Then another.

“I am not interested in your maniacal banter. If I can’t get out of here as long as you stand, I’ll destroy you and then get out of here. And I want to see you try to stop me!” She said, followed by another kick and another gong.

Listen, your name is Kisara Nanjo, right? I apologize for the confusion. The great me has been dormant for a very long time, therefore I am not the best at determining the gender of a race I don't belong to without its most notable features. Could you please accept my apology and cease your pointless…

Another gong. Another Kick. Another groan from me.

“Thanks man for rubbing it in that I am flat as a board. Don’t you think I knew that already?!? Uwa?!?”

Kisara’s kick missed as she lost her balance for a moment, her lower half suddenly gaining a lot more weight than she was used to. Her butt got noticeably bigger, while her hips expanded too, giving her trouble keeping her balance while standing even just upright. Her thighs fattened up as well, swelling to sizes almost one and a half times from what it had been before.

“What…?”

Fine, I have heard the cry of your heart loud and clear. You want to be seen as a female by everyone. That is a wish I, the great Enigmauldron, can grant to you. Let me add some more chest heaviness to your soul and I will personally vouch that you will never again be mistaken as a man!

It wasn’t really a secret to me which ingredient around here did what. Throwing in a bit of the lovely flower elixir, and our victim had already achieved a much rounder and curvier figure. But that obviously wasn’t good enough, so I didn't hesitate to throw in three melonpans one after another into her still very pure soul stew.

Kisara moaned and gasped as she grasped her chest, clearly feeling the pressure behind it explode into an indescribable firework. Although her hands were not enough to stop it and it started climbing through the rank at speeds that even I was impressed with. Her chest size when from practically nonexistent, to small, to large, to larger, to bigger than her head and their size just keep climbing.

There, this should boost your femininity far over the threshold that anyone could ever consider masculine. Can I now finally get your attention for the reason I have summoned you here?

Kisara panted even more, her breasts jiggling and wobbling so much that she was clearly put off by them for a moment, as they had reached sizes beyond what was categorized in cups. She poked them multiple times, as if to test if they were real, then suddenly flashed a smile and looked at me in a much more civilized manner.

“You know, now that I think about it some more, you seem like a good guy.” She spoke, happily jiggling her chest as if to take in the feeling for herself. “Might be a little big for my taste, but I’ll take it over what I had before any day of the week. What can I do for ya?”

Err… great. So… as I declared previously, the liquid inside of my body is tied to your soul. Your soul stew. And you cannot leave until you have sullied your soul with items around here to the absolute limit, until it can take no more.

“In other words, throwing stuff inside of you causes me to change in cool ways? Like the way you gave me boobs?”

…Yes

This somehow feels degrading. I am trying to make her my servant here.

“Sure thing. Just tell me when to stop, I’ll pick a few things that look cool.” And with that she was off, browsing through the items around here while happily bouncing her chest almost looking like she did it on purpose. Just how badly did she want these…?

“Let’s try this~”

Ah, yes. An Arabian classic. Beautiful and enchanting, a genie is a presence that will always guide mortals towards their certain doom…

Kisara moaned yet again, this time far more willingly. Her body slowly started to float upwards while her legs began to take on a much more purplish hue than before. After a while, her feet and ankles simple stopped remaining solid, instead turning into a purplish mist that traveled all the way up to an antique golden lamp, that had simply appeared in her hand without notice.

“Awesome, what's this? It sounds cool.” She continued, throwing something inside that I didn't quite catch. I believe it was the asura extract, but I am not entirely sure. However, I should… Aha! Yes, I can already see the nubs of her new limbs sprouting below her shoulders.

Great choice, an Asura extract is guaranteed to boost your monstrosity by giving you an extra pair of devastating limbs, each…

“You have an angel feather?!? This thing is so pretty!” Kisara, still growing her additional limbs, yet ignoring them with defiance apparently. And before I could even respond, she had already thrown the next item in.

Ah, yes. An Angel's Feather. Beautiful and enchanting, a angel’s is a presence that will always guide mortals towards their certain doom… Wait! Why is a holy thing like that in my collection?!?

“I… hnn… I dunno. But look! Aren’t they… ha… aren't they cute?” Kisara spoke while moaning heavily, showing her back to me in pride. It was clear why she was so out of breath, many changes were still coming over at the same time. Her second pair of arms was growing long and well, reaching the length of her original pair. Her skin tone had also been gradually shifting since the genie addon, as the purple kept creeping up her body from her legs up.

But that wasn’t even what she wanted to show, as she seemed to be much more proud of the small bits of white angel wings that started to sprout out of her back, slowly growing in size and amount of feathers with every moment. She looked incredibly happy with them, yet I can’t quite let this turn of events sit on me.

I am the Enigmauldron, meant to bring fear and terror to the land. Not create genie-angels.

Your transformation has been going way too friendly, so I insist on adding a few more monstrous components of my choice. Surely you won't object.

“You think?” Kisara looked at her body a bit closely, inspecting her four arms, giant wings and gaseous legs. “I think I am plenty mountrous.”

Silence, you do not embody the spirit of Halloween nearly enough!

And with those words, I threw some more ingredients into the soul stew, which somehow only caused my victim to slowly blink.

With just a drop of Vampire blood, I shall turn you into a bloodsucking creature of the night, lurking and hiding until you get the opportunity to strike. Watch as your canines extend and grow, becoming sharper and pointier. All while your thirst for blood rises within you…

“Oh, I even got a glass of blood to go with them. Neat.” Kisara spoke in response.

With a piece of a goblin ear, your ears shall always suffer eternal deformity. Being long and pointy, far differently from what a normal human would ever have…

“I feel like I can hear a bit better too… interesting…”

With a single piece of cloth from a harem girl's dress, you too shall now be condemned into wearing only the skimpiest of clothes. You will never again know the feeling of clothes that cover much skin, nor shall you feel embarrassed by wearing nearly nothing. Instead, you’ll take pleasure in showing off your amplified curves and capitalizing on the fact that many people will not be able to handle them.

“Okay, everything else I understood so far, but what does me being skimply dressed have to do with Halloween?” Kisara asked, to which I roared back at her.

It is all part of my big evil plan! Now that your soul is filled to the brim and you are fully transformed, your mind will recognize me as your master and you shall be my eternal servant. And as such…

“Huh? Sorry, but I can't be your servant. Personal reasons, but as long as I am not done with a certain thing, I can’t accept anyone as master.” Kisara flatly stated and something inside me died.

Just leave.

“Huh?”

What sort of Halloween monster is a Genie-Angel-Vampire? This one just didn't work out from the very beginning. Just go and have some fun in the nearby village. You are sure to find some delicious blood there that you can steal in exchange for some wishes.

“If you say so~ I don’t mind having fun~” Kisara chimed, happily bouncing her chest as she floated away from me. “See you around, Mr. Enigmauldron.”

Yes… until next time. And I desperately need to figure out what goes wrong with my magic. Four victims in a row and none of them were forced to swear allegiance to me. Even someone as great as myself only has enough power left to summon one more servant tonight.

I mustn't fail! I can’t fail! My grand evil plan will come to fruition and I will subdue the last victim without a shadow of a doubt. My condolences my poor last victim, you shall get the full force of an angry evil being to feel on your own body!