Switched With Style(Lizard Girl Body Swap Tg) (Patreon)

(Slight warning, this is just body swap without process and into an anthro character. Figured I'd give this warning at the start since it's far from my usual content.)

The two couldn't be more dissimilar if they tried, yet they were quickly on a collision course with one another. One was a murderous komodo lizard woman named Saz on the run from the law, the coroners still getting body bags from her robbery gone wrong at a local bank. The other was Cameron, a pasty schlub who was meandering aimlessly down the sidewalk, a few groceries in hand as they wondered what to cook tonight. He didn't have much going on in life and cooking was about the most excitement he could expect from his average day. That's why he thought he was hallucinating at first when he saw her running towards him. It wasn't because she was a beast girl, there were plenty of hybrids at his price fixed apartment, but none quite as flagrant as this one.

Yes there was a gun in her hand, but she was also naked past a bra, which only gave him more questions like what made her nipples so important to cover up vs her bare slit. He immediately moved to the side, deciding he wanted nothing to do with whatever she was into, moving further and further away as she glanced at him, stopping much to his dismay as she glanced him up and down.

"Uh, I'm not rich so um, d-do you want some groceries? I'm not trying to-"

The spines on her neck flared, a violent hissing erupting from her throat as the dull pink of her scalp's gills and spines turned a vivid, glowing purple.

Cameron was trying to think his way out of this, unsure where he fucked up to make her this angry. Fuck, why was this happening to him? He just wanted to get home!

"Yessss you're perfect, they'd never expect me to choosssse you..."

Her tongue was slithering out dangerously close, venom sizzling as it fell on the sidewalk, Cameron trying his best to act like a turtle hybrid and shrink into his clothing as if she'd suddenly lose interest. Laughing at the pathetic sight of him, he felt ashamed, but there was nothing he could do, the hybrid all muscle, even in their massive tits. But of everything he was watching out for, waiting for the end to come, the last he expected were her spikes as the luminescent quills suddenly twisted in his direction, blasting him with their light as the world grew blurry.

It was the worst case of vertigo he had ever felt, like getting tossed around in the ocean, but on land as up and down were indistinguishable, Cameron feeling like he was twirling in the ether as his hair felt hot and thick, his breath tinged with sulfur as the weight of his body sent him collapsing to the ground. Something heavier than groceries clattered from his right hand, the rough concrete scraping against him as he slipped forwards. Usually such a thing would hurt, but instead he bounced against something as pleasure assaulted his thoughts as a low, rumbling roar of pleasure escaped his li... wait where were his lips?!

It took all he could to look up, Cameron unable to process the sight of his own body giggling with a hand on its crotch, running away without a care in the world. They said something but he couldn't quite make it out, his body trembling as the gills on the side of his face trembled at the vibrations, his tongue darting out to feel what happened to his lips.

They were craggly, his teeth exposed unless he closed his jaw, which speaking of felt like he was controlling from the back of his throat. His tongue brushed against jagged teeth, cracked skin, the bottom of his chin, his neck and lower, flicking under what he felt to be a bikini top as they drooled onto the lump under-

"AHHHHHH~!"

The pleasure was near immediate, making him grind against the sidewalk as heat traveled straight to his... cock? No he tried clenching it, but there wasn't the same sensation, something deep inside twitching as fluid dribbled from a leaking slit. He had never felt anything like it, the way his insides stirred when he shoved his nipples against the ground, literally hard enough to cut concrete as he gouged lines out of the sidewalk in his horny writhing. The tile he was on cracked as a hand shot down to feel the wet warmth between his thighs, the arousal building as a talon delved between the scaly flesh. There seemed to be a singular spot it all throbbed at, beating with his heart as he gave it an investigatory poke, growling as a torrent of acidic fluids spilled from his pussy and onto the sidewalk below.

At this point he knew what had happened, even if it boggled his mind, unsure how it even happened as he tried to get up, his legs weak from the orgasm as he flopped a bit like a fish on dry land. Even speaking was rendered difficult with the length of his tongue, part of it constantly rubbing the roof of his mouth leading to extended "sssss" like he was trying to enamor a snake, the sultry tones enticing if they weren't coming from his own throat as he groaned in Saz's slithery tone. Somehow she had switched bodies with him, this fact consistently interrupted by the alien sensations of her body as it was bad enough to be put in the body of a hybrid at random, worse to be put in a female hybrid body and a whole magnitude harder to be in the body of a HORNY female hybrid whose extra appendages and bristles were making his synapses misfire.

Cameron essentially had to relearn the basics of movement, starting from his fingers and toes, wriggling them, even breathing feeling strange as his lungs expanded further inside, requiring more air than usual as he nearly passed out from asphyxiation from his "normal" breath size. The next thing he had to wrap his head around was his new skin, the scales not just full of sensory organs and plating, but their own muscle system as spikes on his forehead bristled, like a case of extreme goosebumps his entire body was experiencing at once where every bump had the same level of control as his pinky toe. Moving one individually was difficult, but the group movement of them was constant and took another few moments to understand, no sweat to be found even as the heat in his pussy was rebuilding itself.

The black shine of his scales absorbed the sun as it beat down, the heat of the day sending an almost euphoric feeling through his body, his organs pumping enthusiastically as he could feel the heat leeching deep into his vessels, flowing like a separate form of blood as temperature regulation was now a part of his survival even on a regular day like this. He flipped over, hoping that the pressure on his breasts would at least slow down the lusty urges he battled with, only to shriek as his tail thrashed under his weight, not reacting well to being crushed by his full weight. Cameron didn't even know how to fully process the tail, the whole existence of it impossible to map to anything he had in his old body, like a third, very sensitive limb that twitched with pain and pleasure as the reflexes made it thrash left and right. It was too much stimulation to comprehend, especially given how it was coiled between his thighs from the roll, meaning every last violent thrust of it rubbed against his leaking pussy.

Once he started doing it he couldn't stop, his body not wanting to be edged like this with such a strong muscular organ near there, the muscle memory taking over as he made quite the scene, howling and moaning as his tail thrashed desperately against his womanhood. The best way he could describe it was like controlling a girthy, long cock with more control and sensitivity, the folds of its scales throbbing as the underside felt especially sensitive to stimulus. His mind tried to make sense of the image of a large cock popped out his ass coiling around to fuck him as its rubbing really got him going, the vibrations of its jerky slaps making his clit buzz as he let his wants take over. It was all so weird and strange, yet the undeniable ecstasy it gave him was also worth mentioning as the movements grew more refined.

Strong muscles at the base flexed, jacking him up like a car with a flat while jacking him off. It was such a slippery surface, the foreign muscle memory much easier to follow than any of his own struggles as the tip of the tail swiped by, parting his lips. That touch awoke another series of involuntary motions, Cameron's back spikes glowing bright purple as his tongue lolled from her muzzled jaw, moaning as the tip of his tail began teasing apart his pussy.

"W-WAIT DON'T GO IN THE-RAAAAAAAWR~!"

He was helpless to stop it, the movement too far gone and he still couldn't control his tail as it shifted left and right, pressing apart the folds as he tried not to be self fucked by his own instinct. If he had any type of experience with a body like this, or even just its gender it was a distinct possibility that he could have had some semblance of control, but the feeling of his tail as it slid the first bump into his pussy was mind melting, the heat from before like a small spark to the sun as his blood boiled, that fiery warmth making his tense coiled up muscles relax and weaken, his screams dying to an utterly satiated hiss as the tail wiggled inside, the spikes on it clawing into his pussy at it jammed deeper.

The roughness of its stirring felt like it should be breaking him, his innards twisting and twirling as they spun faster and faster, yet his insides were like velvet mixed with kevlar, strong, bendable and sensitive beyond belief. His tail was going so hard it scraped his insides, densely folded pleasure filled muscle all being stretched to their limits, acid and spittle pouring in equal measure as Cameron's thoughts turned to incomprehensible gibberish. The tail was girthier than any cock could hope to be, stuffing him near to bursting as it coiled another length of itself inside, the laxening of his muscles making him tumble onto his left as he scrabbled for a support, his claws finding nothing to hold onto as he was swallowed by a maelstrom of fucking.

Time no longer passed in seconds, but bursts of clarity, the pain of a spike clawing through his cervix, the reprieve of his tail when it pulled out slightly before smashing his clit into a flat pancake once more, and the moment of climax, a moment that stretched on for minutes as his tail went again and again, the lust of the original body damn near insatiable as he found the tail crammed up to its first rocky growth, teasing his lips with every thrust. It was painful and ecstatic and everything condensed into his body, his form sinking into the ground as acid formed a him sized gap in the sidewalk. Cameron couldn't tell if he had been fucking himself for hours or seconds, but finally even his tail's strength weakened, the muscle unable to keep itself sustained as the relaxing bliss melted through to the very tip, a satisfied yowl announcing its departure as the tip of his tail popped from between his thighs with a stream of murky, purple cum.

When he came, the ridges of scales on his front side vented, arching outwards much like his back as he had to laze in the sun, a lot of heat released whether it be from his pussy or his vented skin as the waves were quite literal, his scales pulsing in that pattern until the aftershocks died down. While he was left panting, his thoughts were finally able to coalesce, Cameron utterly stunned by the worlds of ecstasy he had accidentally stumbled into, feeling like a teenager again as he almost felt tempted to start again, though the hole in the sidewalk was worryingly deep as his common sense hadn't completely gone away. At least he had a feel for how to work his tail, warmth pooling in his cheeks in what he assumed was an attempt at blushing, though the black scales stayed the same color. He probably shouldn't be dwelling on what he had just done with his tail considering how extreme it had been, but it was a part of him that he had to control, shaky on his feet as the tail was at least a solid quarter of his body mass, finding it important to either lean forwards or use it like a walking stick as it thumped against the ground.

One advantage of having such absurdly sized breasts was the counterweight they provided, making his slow stand easier to balance as he got used to his tail. Surprisingly he had one of his earlier questions answered as he stood, realizing just how jiggly his chest could get despite the absurd muscle condensed in each breast. If she could only use one piece of clothing, at least it was this one that kept the 'girls' in some sort of an order as he finally stood for the first time.

Certain things would take getting used to, like the movable spikes in his scalp, Cameron's hair dead skin cells while this was a crop of living tissue that he could move independently, his emotions affecting the level of glow as they pulsed in intensity. He wanted a tactile exploration, cursing as he forgot her fingers had long, sharp claws, nearly cutting his scalp tendrils as he winced in pain. The sound of his curses were definitely leagues more intimidating now, like actual death threats instead of the limp dicked whining of a meek twenty something. The odd gemlike juts of purple from his joints had no feeling of their own, feeling like permanent armor more than parts of his own body. The scales on his back were hard enough to knock on, the spongy flesh underneath only giving some give between the rock hard scales and the dense muscle beneath, though the greyer front facing underbelly was noticeably softer. It was still tougher than regular skin, but there was far more give and the sensitivity was higher too.

He ignored his slit, not even wanting to accidentally tease it, though it was difficult given the thickness of his thighs as their heft rubbed against it no matter what he did, the angled curve of his hips not even letting him spread his legs as much. It seemed like things had finally settled down as he grew more used to the odd quirks of his scaly, female body, and yet with that calmness came a surge of panic as his mind began racing, realization at the consequences of what just happened making him hyperventilate.

It irked him that with this low raspy voice, the quick breathing sounded more like he was in heat than having an anxiety attack, but it was what it was as he looked above the crater he had made, his body nowhere in sight. Fuck, how the hell was he supposed to change back?! Someone who would flaunt their body off this much surely couldn't mean for this to be permanent... right? RIGHT?! How would he explain this to the government offices? Actually shit, if she took his body that meant she had his keys, his wallet, his everything! And who the fuck would believe him like this?! He still didn't fully believe that he had just swapped bodies with her! This had to be a dream, a really visceral, fucked up wet dream because he didn't know the first thing to do about this. He'd need help beyond what he was capable of, he'd need people who knew how she had switched bodies, he needed- Right as he was about to think it, he heard the sound of many footsteps running in his direction, Cameron peeking his head over the ridge to see a bevy of uniformed officers.

"Thank god you sssshowed up! I need hel-"

"HANDS AND TAIL UP SAZ! THIS IS THE POLICE!"

At first he was confused, since after all he hadn't done anything himself past masturbating. Shit were they taking him in for doing that in public? Wait no that was stupid, why the hell would they have their guns drawn and look so nervous if all they were dealing with was a pervert? Looking down to the side, he remembered the gun she had been carrying, almost picking it up like an idiot before he remembered that there were a bunch of trigger nervous officers aiming their weapons at her as she quickly raised her hands. His tail was a different story though, the repeated warnings from the officers to comply not helping as he tried

to flex the back muscles, finding them still sore from sustaining his wait for half of his earlier orgasms as he gulped nervously, the danger making him drool as acid poured from his fangs and into the crater. And just as it seemed he was going to be taken in without a chance of getting his old body back, the extra bit of acid broke through, the ground beneath her breaking open as she tumbled down into the sewers below.

Shots were fired at the cracking sound, barely missing him as Cameron landed roughly on his ass, thankful for all that extra scaling that made what should have been a dangerous fall feel about as bad as a three inch drop. But there was no time to relax, the shouts of the law already creeping closer, Cameron running as fast as his new legs could take him as the shouts to stop slowly faded in the background as the world grew dark and smelly. He'd have to get used to this if he wanted to stay hidden, and he'd have to come up with a plan. He hoped she would return to his apartment, it was the only place he could imagine finding his old body, and if she wasn't there... If he knew this was the kind of excitement he was getting, he should have wished for more boredom instead.