Scions of the Shredder (Karai TG) (Patreon)

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"I don't simp for her that hard! I just like her a normal amount!"

James protested aloud as he finished talking to his friend over Discord, unable to help himself from feeling grumpy at the accusations they had made. It wasn't like that girl was the only thing he cared about from the series! There were plenty! She was just the strongest one! That was normal!

He had only just finished watching the series, but the interest he had in Karai was remaining as strong as ever. So powerful that he was still thinking about her even hours later. How could he not though?! She was so interesting as a character! Was it really so bad he wished he could see more of her development throughout the series? Or more of her villain arc? Or more of the aftermath of that? Or more of her in the last film? Maybe even-

"Ok, maybe I like her a lot. But I'm not obsessed! I'm just a very big fan of her! It doesn't help that she has a nice voice! And design! And fits a ton of my typ-" he blushed at his own thoughts, "no I'm not finishing that! I'm not wrong! Now which canons is she supposed to be good in again? I’ll use that to decide what other things to check out."

Honestly, using how something treats one specific character wasn't exactly the ideal method someone should be going off when finding parts of a franchise to see, but Karai was important like that! If they didn't use her to her full potential, was there even a point to see how the series did at all?

Oblivious to how obsessed and clearly simping his behaviour was becoming, he decided to rewatch another Karai episode from the 2003 show, still having a few days before the comics he ordered would arrive. He went with one from her Shredder arc of course. That was really hot and- well obviously it was due to the quality of the episodes but he couldn't help but notice the first thing too!

James blushed to himself at the thought, clicking on the episode and watching as the events unfolded just as he remembered, Karai's slender form on full display in the process as she expertly destroyed her enemies. Something was strange when the next episode started though, James blinking in confusion at the scene he was met with.

Did... did this episode start like this? He remembered it started with Karai alone, but he could have sworn it was the one with the statue. Had he been so caught up in the hype before that he had accidentally blanked a scene out completely?

It wasn't exactly plot important though, it was just Karai in what might have been her room, one that was filled with folding screens and other Japanese-like decorations. The lack of importance didn't affect James though. More content with his fav character was always good!

She was still in her armour, having just taken off the helmet when she seemed to notice something, her expression shifting from shock to confusion to anger in a matter of moments.

He wondered what she was reacting too, tilting his head as the woman snarled in anger, storming towards whatever she had spotted. It must have been a point of view shot from whoever she had seen. Nobody else was there!

"Who are you!?" she barked, "what is this!? Explain yourself at once!"

"Who is she talking to?" James blinked curiously, the timing almost creepy as Karai only looked more pissed off after he spoke, "fuck she's really hot when she's this angry though..."

She paused for a moment after that, James wondering how he missed a scene so weird in his first watch of the series. She stood really close to the screen and everything! What animator would storyboard it like this? Oh now she looked furious, she thrust her arm forwards and-

An armoured hand burst from his screen, grabbing the man by the throat, James barely having the chance to scream before it pulled back hard, his cry cut off halfway through as his entire body was dragged through the screen.

One moment James was sitting in his chair on his laptop, but the next he was flying through the air, screaming in confusion as he slammed right into a wall. He winced in pain, his brain suddenly having to process the drastic shift in location.

What just happened? Was he seeing things? Is this what being hit by a car felt like? Why did the room suddenly feel so different? And what was that banging noise that was slowly getting closer? All those questions and more rushed though his mind as he slowly pulled himself up in search of answers.

It was then that a hand grabbed him by the hair, lifting the man up like he was weightless as the figure slammed him against the wall, James crying out in terror as three metal claws were positioned directly under his chin, frightened brown eyes meeting cold, slanted green.

"You should answer my questions this time, interloper. Unless you would prefer I carve your neck open? I suggest you answer quickly, I am not so merciful as to give you a third opportunity!"

He didn't know how to react. How could he? How was someone supposed to react to their waifu dragging them through their laptop before threatening their life!? He couldn't form a single word, his heart pounding in terror, shuddering as he struggled to process the impossibility of what was happening to him.

His eyes darted wildly, first around the room, from the folding screens, large bed, and degraded Shredder helmet all the way to the furious woman before him, one hand under his chin, the other tightly gripping him by the shirt.

"Looking for that little trick of yours?" she hissed, "don't bother. It vanished as soon as I removed you from within it. I don't know how you bypassed this building's defences, or the hundreds of guards stationed here, but I'll know in due time." She gave a terrible smirk, the kind that made the man weak in the knees, the only thing stopping him from getting horny being the very real threat to his life as her claws grew closer, lightly touching his flesh. "After all, we wouldn't want any accidents would we?"

"W-wait! Don't!" he managed to protest, hating that he was blushing, "please I-I didn't know that-"

"Oh, cease your babbling!" she spat, James wishing his mind could focus on the danger of the situation more than how surreal it was to see Karai in reality, "how much of the HQ are you watching and who is behind this!? The Foot has many enemies. But only a few could be behind something like this! So, who is it? The mystics making another sad attempt at breaking free? Bishop and his organisation? Perhaps I'll find a cowardly Utrom under that shirt! You can never leave me be, can you?! Even after spilling lies about my father and leaving him to rot!"

"I'm not working for anyone! I can e-explain! B-but those things they said! They weren't li-" His instincts only led him into more trouble, James realising that was very much the worst thing he could have said as Karai's eyes narrowed, crying out in anger as she tossed him behind her, the impact lessened by slamming onto her mattress.

He groaned, his body buzzing strangely, almost as if something else felt off other than the situation itself. Whatever it was, he didn't get the time to figure it out before Karai was upon him, her claw raised and ready to strike as she grabbed him by the hair with her free hand.

"Oh I know who you work for. Those pathetic turtles!" she began, pulling harder as the man under her gasped in pain, "I should have known they would give me one last annoyance to deal with! Even in death they continue to defy me!"

"W-well they aren't actually dead they-" he began before freezing, what was he doing? He would mess up the whole show if he said things like that! He couldn't be so weak to Karai he had to answer her every question so damn truthfully!

"WHAT!?" she hissed, watching him gasp and whimper from pain as she pulled harder on his hair, "the turtles are destroyed! I saw to it myself! All save for their meddlesome leader! And I am ready for him when he finally reveals himself! What do you know!?" she pointed her claw right at his face, "answer me! Or else I will-"

"A-ahhhhhhhhhhh~?"

Karai blinked, her expression unreadable as James turned bright red, his whole body buzzing in intense embarrassment. H-had... had he just moaned!? Was this actually hot to him!? This was the worst time to discover he was a masochist! He couldn't stop himself from moaning though, something just suddenly feeling really, really good!

He panted and squirmed, the feeling only growing worse as he was forced to moan again, his heart pounding in terror while he waited for what fate would be decided for him. Karai didn't know what to make of it. Was he enjoying this? Did he see her search for answers as amusing!? It frustrated her to no end, the woman about to bark for an explanation until she noticed something that was right in front of her.

Her hand was clutching black locks.

“What the..?" she questioned, her eyes darting between the soft black strands she was grabbing to the rough brown of the rest of the man's hair. She had taken a good look at this intruder earlier, and she knew that his hair was completely brown, yet this contradiction remained in front of her.

Karai let go, watching as the newly changed strands fell back down onto his head, the new colour spreading out as he shuddered beneath her. It was clear that whatever was happening, the man was changing before her eyes, and based on his moans, it seemed to feel almost sexual to him while his expressions made it appear that he was just as confused as she was.

"What are you doing!?" she hissed, "stop that! Explain yourself now!"

"I-it's n-not me~!" James breathlessly gasped, barely able to stay still from bliss, "I-I don't know what's happeninggggg~! B-but it feels- I feel- soooooooooooo~?"

"Cease your excuses!” she grabbed him by the hair once more, "I don't know what you are doing, but I am ordering you to stop at-"

"GODDDDDDDDDDDD~!" he suddenly screamed, flailing in bliss as Karai let go in shock, the physical contact only seeming to accelerate the process, the woman watching as black engulfed every lock with the speed and brutality of a Foot ambush. They weren't just changing colour, they were growing longer too, a chunk of hair falling over his eyes as the rest flowed all the way down to his shoulders, completely unrecognisable in this new style.

A very familiar style.

"It... can't be..." Karai muttered, staring down at the man who now had a hairstyle that was an exact copy of her own, down to the last hair, but... what did that mean? If that was her hair... could it be that..?

She had to investigate further, the woman running her hand across his shoulder curiously, before suddenly pushing down with all of her might.

CRUNCHCRACKPOP

"WAHHHHHHHHH~!" James wailed, his eyes wet with tears as he twitched and convulsed from wild bliss, his whole body subjected to a brew that mixed both pleasure and pain as they became almost indistinguishable.

With such overwhelming sensations surging through him, it was no wonder he was further behind the uptake than Karai, his cock throbbing from the intensity of it all. He had only just noticed the longer hair, his cries of panic only getting louder once he found the slim, yet imposing shoulders that remained.

It was clear to Karai now. It was her. Everywhere she touched on the man somehow caused it to change. And judging by the slimness of the shoulders and black hair, she felt she had a very good idea what the end result would look like~.

The woman was obviously confused by this development, and didn't even know where to begin when it came to logically explaining it, but Karai found herself saving these questions for later, smirking as she got to her feet. For now, after a day of disappointment and inaction, she decided she was going to have some fun.

"W-what's- what's happening to- GYAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" he screamed in pain, almost passing out as Karai suddenly slashed him across the face, sending him flying back into one of the folding screens.

There was a dreadful crunch as bones broke from the impact, his chest forced outwards as James covered his face from the pain, unable to even talk as his throat felt filled with blood. He must have been losing consciousness, his spots of vision wobbling, his face feeling too big, then too small, his confused gurgles sounding off from the sheer sensory overload.

But then it was over, James removing his hands as he gasped for breath like he'd just emerged from water, frantically feeling his face to assess the damage. He'd dreaded finding a huge claw scar, blood, or anything like that, but what he found instead defied all explanation. It felt... unharmed?

That should have been a relief, but all he could focus on was how different it felt from before. The skin was softer, his jaw and nose were noticeably smaller, and even his cheekbones felt off!

"W-what just-" he slammed his hands over his mouth, eyes wide as his blood ran cold, Karai walking towards him in a mixture of interest and what James realised might be excitement.

"Hm. I take it back, you're not so displeasing to look at after all," she said with a terrible smirk.

"W-what- what- WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?" he cried, hating that his cock was hardening, desperately trying to convince himself that he was just hearing things from the impact.

"How do you expect me to know?" Karai snapped, "I am simply taking advantage of what fate has handed me, and now I've seen all I need to. I know exactly what's happening~."

James did too, no matter how much he tried to deny it, grabbing a nearby hand mirror in panic and turning it upon himself, hoping more than anything he could see his own reflection. The desperate, slanted, and tear-filled eyes of Oroku Karai peered up at him, James watching the hope die within them as he felt her... his own face in shock.

"N-no..." was all he could muster now, shuddering slightly from the voice of his obsession leaving his own lips, "t-that's... that's impossible."

"But yes~," now a second Karai was looking down at him, chad in Shredder armour, looking like a predator that had just found some very appetising prey.

"P-please! Don't touch me!" James begged, too paralyzed by fear to move a muscle, "you have to help me! I-I don't want to be you! Please! I-it's not- it wouldn't be honoura-"

CRUNCH

The man screeched, writhing like a worm as Karai grinded her heel into his already shattered spine, forcing the arch in deeper until it was a perfect match for her own. It hurt, yet it was joined by the most addictive of pleasures, the changing man almost sounding like a wounded animal as he grinded his shaft into the floor.

"And what do you know of honour!? I don't think you're in a position to talk to ME about honour!" she snarled, pushing her heel down harder as his back was forced into its completed arch, "I rule the Foot Clan! I trained almost every warrior here myself! What do you know of honour that I do not?!"

She grinded her foot into him for a moment, the man shivering as the simple action relieved him of every hair on his body below his eyebrows, his skin tone lightening as his former race was properly purged with an explosive orgasm. He was left gasping, James's mind feeling like it was tingling from the aftershocks of how intensely he had just come, his thoughts scolding him. He knew nothing. W-what gave him the right to judge her!

He gasped, swearing his brain just pulsed from bliss, flipping over and trying to back away from the advancing Karai, "p-please! I-I'll explain where I came from! I'll do anything! Please! Please just-"

"Pathetic," she sighed, kicking him in the stomach as he cried out in pleasured agony, hugging his core tight as he lurched forward, "I despise seeing you twist my face into such helpless expressions. I suppose I'll have to work on your discipline later."

It was more pleasure than pain this time, James feeling every bit of it as the useless fat in his core melted away, the man bucking forward and cumming from unfiltered delight as it tightened into a well-toned six-pack. His sides were collapsing into curves, the very same that he had admired so much over the last few months, the man's mind feeling like it was about to burst. This strength! This power! This body! It was too much! It was too fucking much!

"M-MY MIND~! MY H-HEADDDDDDD~! I-I CAN'T OH KARAI OH GAWD I-I- OH GAWDDDDDD~!!!!" he wailed incoherently, his brain too much of a mess to be afraid as memories began to be systematically eliminated from the shadows, leaving the spaces open for the correct ones to be inserted.

"How intriguing..." Karai mused, admiring the unfolding transformation for a moment as the changing man clutched his head, screaming her name as he constantly leaked his own seed. She had to admit, watching this unfold was making her feel... certain things she wasn't expecting. But in this case she found them far from unwelcome.

"But how is this possible? I have never seen anything like this before! I wish Chaplain was here to get some read-" she paused and shuddered at the idea, "on second thought, I am eternally grateful that he is as far away from here as possible."

James wasn't listening, he couldn't focus on a single thing Karai said through the ceaseless assault of bliss he was being subjected to, cumming out his former nationality as the blood of a Japanese woman flowed through his veins. He'd never left the country before, but now his brain was clouding with sights he couldn't believe, of Japan, China, even stars beyond Earth itself!

They were morphing his memories, so many of them already vanished as moments from the show were forcefully adjusted into the first person, the thoughts and feelings he always imagined suddenly his own as all he could do was cry out from bliss.

"KARAI~! KARAIIIIIIIII~!" He screamed her name, the name that was pounding on repeat in his mind, his brain rotting from his own obsession, "K-KARAI'S LIFE~! K-KARAI'S BODY~! I-I'M TAKING IT ALLLLLL~!!!!! IT'S DESTROYING MEEEEE~!!!!!!"

Karai didn't think she had ever heard someone sound so ecstatic in her life, those pleasant feelings she was experiencing only growing stronger as he raised his pathetically flat ass upwards.

PLUMP

"GAHHHHHHHHH~!!!!" he wailed, a surge of wasted mass that was discarded from his stomach suddenly rushing into his rear.

PLUMP

"GAWWWDDDDDD~!!!!" he was crying now, shuddering like he was freezing to death, his eyes spinning as his ass only pushed out further, his pants starting to give.

PLUMPPLUMPLUMP

Karai didn't think he was screaming actual words anymore, his trousers standing no chance as first his rear, then his thighs erupted through the weak fabric. The two pillows feasted on the spoils of mass that were filling his ass, swelling with both fat and toned muscle. Those assets weren't quite finished yet, but they were close. Just needing one more...

THICC~!

"Ah, there we are~." Karai smirked, the changing man screaming and falling back onto his massive ass, cumming all over himself as each little movement sent the thighs of his dreams rubbing his cock.

His mind was drowning in ecstasy, his concerns washed away by the sheer pleasurable thrill of it all, James not sure if he truly cared anymore as Karai consumed him from the inside out. He couldn't go a thought without thinking of her. She was as certain as the sky was blue. She was as present as the instinct to breathe. She was beautiful. She was perfect, flawless. H-he wanted her! He n-needed her~!

Jamrai screamed, sobbing as his arms were flooded with red hot bliss, fists clenching as muscles tightened and compressed, before bursting out of his sleeves, the raw power of hundreds of training sessions on full display as his hands broke down to become dainty and delicate. Whatever was happening didn't seem to need Karai's touch anymore, his rotting brain dooming himself into an endless cycle of Karai-worshipping bliss as he fell into her spiritual touch.

"KARAIIIIII~!!!! LOVE KARAI~! AM KARAI~? WANT TO BE KARAI~! NEED TO BE~! LOVE LOVE LOVE PERFECT SEXY KARAI~!" He drooled, letting his mind fall like a row of dominos, every thought replaced with ones of training, of honour, of combat, of her responsibility to the Foot and her father!  Without them, she was nothing! She needed to let them in! She needed to be better!

Karai stared in increasing hunger, biting her lip as she crossed her identically thick thighs together, watching as his hips shattered to become as wide and impressive as hers. She ran her eyes down the enchanting curves, the plumpness of his thighs, the sheer size of his rear, and even the perfect angle of his cheekbones.

She shivered, double checking she had locked her door and turned off her cameras before she started to remove her armour, piece by piece, until she stood in nothing but the skintight bodysuit that lay beneath.

"KARAI~!" she barked, watching in an almost sadistic delight as the man came at being called by her name.

"You're almost complete. You're so close to getting everything you've ever wanted~. There's just one final step before you can fully embrace me! Until you are worthy of being called Karai!" the man was watching with bated breath, barely able to stay still, his glaze so focused on the woman before him he didn't even react to his next orgasm.

"Please me to the best of your ability! Kiss me as we become sisters in arms! Kiss me as you become Karai forevermore!"

Jamrai didn't need to be told twice, shuddering as Karai pulled him off the ground and sent him back onto her bed, the changing boy unable to look away as toes curled and shrank in shoes that had become dreadfully unfitting. Any resistance that could have remained in the sea of obsession truly died when their lips met once more, the changing man moaning into his crush's mouth as she kissed herself for as long as she physically could.

She was truthfully thinking as little about the situation as possible, driven by pure arousal as she tore away whatever clothes remained on her plaything’s body, running her hands down his legs with a smirk. Her touch only accelerated their changes, Jarai crying out in delight as he bucked as she sculpted the unremarkable limbs into a set that were bulging with powerful muscle, yet also sacrificing none of their slimness.

They tangled with her identical set, Karai looking deep into her double's eyes and seeing none of the man she had dragged into her chambers, only pure, ultimate submission. Not just for her, but for the mere idea of her. Just the sight of it made her lick her lips as she pressed his cock tightly against her thigh.

If there had been anything substantial of James left, what followed would have been a dream come true, but the wreck he had been reduced to loved it just as much, crying out in eager bliss as Karai grinded his cock into her thick perfect thigh. Their chests pressed together, the massive set of boobs grinding into his own soon allowing it to be joined by another set of inflating tits.

They only got thicker with every grind, Karai crying out in delight as she was finally gifted with the perfect DD's that she deserved! Only Karai could have breasts this huge! Only Karai was worthy of fucking herself like this! Only she could! W-which- which meant-

"I AM KARAIIIIII~!!!!!! I AM OROKU K-KARAHHHHHHIIII~!"

"Y-YES MY SISTER~! FINISH THIS~! C-CLAIM YOUR BIRTHRIGHT~! DESTROY YOUR OLD SELFFFFFFF~!"

She had never came harder as her cock emptied itself of everything, Karai screaming at the top of her lungs as it was forced fully inside her, the new woman falling back on the bed as the intense aftershocks coursed through her.

"Ah... gah... ohhhhhhhhhhhh..." she managed to gasp, awareness slowly returning to her as she got up, clutching her head as everything came back into focus, "I don't... what just-? That felt..."

"Excellent?" Karai finished for her, already reapplying her armour piece by piece, "judging by the show you just put on, I consider that a fair guess."

"Yes... quite," she answered, sighing as she removed the ruined clothes, "though I admittedly don't remember much of the experience."

"Not even beforehand?" she raised an eyebrow, "a pity. I was quite curious when it came to your origin."

"Nothing clear at least. I remember you... me? Other than that it's just random instincts. Like placing constant observation on the mystics in case they try anything and..."

"And what?" Karai asked in interest, her voice filtered by the helmet she had just slid on, her newly formed double deciding it would be best to delay addressing her current behaviour and past treatment.

It was probably nothing. But it was strange. She could understand her twin's actions, but it felt like she had some outsider's view on it all. Could it have been leftover from the man she had been? How could he have had such a complete view on her own life?

"Nothing. I'll explain later. So... what do we do now?"

"Isn't it obvious? We will continue our current efforts! With two of us leading the Foot, we shall be invincible! In fact, with me acting as the current Shredder and you at my side, we could perhaps trick some of our former allies into believing that my father is still with us."

"Indeed..." she shuddered at the mention, deciding she would need to meditate on the matter later, "there is one thing we need to consider the most though... you do have some spare clothes here right?"

And so, after a quick outfit change, the two sisters in arms departed their newly shared room, intent on beginning their joint leadership of the Foot as soon as Karai made her twin known to them. Clad in a new outfit to show her second-in-command status, the new Karai clutched her blade tightly as she pushed the troubling thoughts to one side.

She swore that no matter what challenges would come her way, or dare to cross the path of her or her sister, she would fight for the honour of both herself and her clan...