Voice in the Fursuit - part 2 (Patreon)

Your breathing is normal, and your heart is beating at a normal rhythm. You don’t need to make a scene, nor do you need to let it out. You just want to buy a single pack of ramen noodles.

It’s late at night. The sun had set a long time ago, and darkness blanketed the town you live in. The murky, dimly lit streets outside cause a purr to rumble in your chest, and your heart to flutter slightly, but you hang on fine.

Yesterday, you got the fursuit you spent two thousand dollars on, and somehow, a cosmic entity named Chaos managed to snake its way inside your suit once you put it on. The entity then tried to kick your conscious out and take over the world, but your heroic struggle managed to keep this creature at bay, enough to gain your body back. This did come with a drawback, however,

“y’know you can just, like, summon a package of noodles if you wanted to,” the creature’s voice echoes in your head, “the reigns of reality are woven into your paws~!”

“First of all, I don’t have paws. Second, my ‘ideal world’ has a stable economy. If I wanna buy a pack of ramen, I’ll do that,” you state clearly, still standing outside the 24-hour gas station convenience store. In response, your hands suddenly morph into black and purple paws,

“Now you do!”

“eugh!” you quickly shake your hands, causing them to turn back into the familiar pale-skinned hands that you recognise, “right now, I don’t want anything to do with you or your horny…shenanigans. This will take two minutes.”

You quickly move into the store. This is your first public interaction since yesterday, as you stayed home throughout yesterday and today not exactly knowing if your work or school will wriggle Chaos out of your body or not. Your movements are fast to the back of the store to pick up a 50-cent pack of chicken noodle soup, and you’re about to turn towards the cashier till when your heart suddenly stops,

“Listen, we’re going to do this real easy. I just want you to open that till and gimme all the money in the tray, alright?”

A man’s voice speaks up at the cashier. Your eyes pick up the sleek black weapon he carries. A handgun, pointed straight at the frozen-in-fear cashier,

“What are you, a fuckin’ deer in headlights? Fuckin’ MOVE!”

You feel your heart skyrocket through your chest within half a second. Your body immediately and silently kneels behind the shelves as you watch the cashier stumble out the money from the money tray.

“woaah, your heart rate just went through the roof! Do you know that guy or something?”

“Shut up shut up shut up shut up” you whisper violently, clutching your head. This could be the last day alive, and you’re spending the last moments of your life in a stupid cramped corner store. You fall into a sitting position, trying to figure out some way of getting out, then running as fast as possible away,

“How about we take ‘em out?” Chaos whispers, “he’s just a human. All humans are weak to corruption. You could use the practice anyway~”

“How is this practice…?!” you speak in the quietest whisper possible, “what do I do…?! How do I…”

“You won’t die. You can’t die, not with me inside you. Approach him and just…tell him to put down the weapon, then go from there~”

Every single brain cell in your mind commands you to refuse any notion of moving towards the threat. You may be a coward, but you’re an alive coward. You have no idea how to disarm a threat like this. And yet, suddenly, your heart rate slows to its normal speed. A wash of cool calmness flows through your body, and your mind untangles itself,

“Just breathe, my apprentice, juuuust breathe.”

You stand up, entirely relaxed. Chaos must have force-triggered your calmness because you have no idea where it came from, but now, you can think clearly.

“Drop the weapon,”

Immediately, the robber drops his gun onto the counter, which causes the cashier to yelp. The robber turns around, “what the fuck-”

“No more talking,” you say. Your eyes faintly glow a slight purple, and the robber immediately shuts up with a soft gasp, “you’re going to call me master now. On your knees.”

He does everything you say, dropping onto his knees, looking up at you with a blank expression of near awe towards you. His position causes a brief hint of heat inside you, a moment of dominance that feels really, really good. You feel an erection growing in your pants.

You turn to face the cashier, “fall asleep, please,” you speak concisely, and immediately the cashier huffs, his eyes heavy, falling back first into the back wall and sliding down into a deep sleep.

You return your attention to the robbery, “you said that anything around reality is under my control?”

“Anything your corrupt mind can think of~”

With a smirk, you undo your pants. Instead of your typical human cock, however, a long, pink, tapered shaft greets the kneeling robber who trails your cock with eager eyes. He pants a little, staring at your huge member, your musk trailing into his nose and mixing up his mind,

“do you like it?”

“m-mmnnmm…~” he mumbles, before nodding. You smile, your hand on the base of your cock,

“well, get to work then. If you’re good then I’ll give you a prize~”

The kneeling robber immediately slides his hands over your cock, stuffing his mouth with half your shaft. You step back a little, surprised at how fast he gave into your light hypnosis, feeling his mouth slide along your sensitive shaft. You feel your balls grow, the black skin of your alternative form spreading down your thighs and thickening out. You feel your tail extend behind you, swishing around. The dark feeling spreads up your abdomen, into your arms, and finally up and around your head, entirely transforming you into the anthropomorphic entity that inhabits your mind.

You thrust into the robber’s mouth. The air shifts and warps, shuttering in place as the heavy amounts of corruption cause space itself to shift and vibrate. The robber’s pants shred as his cock bursts out of his pants, growing into a new, large, bestial cock that dribbles on the ground. his skin quickly turns a similar black, but his whole form is much smaller than your own. His thighs thicken, and his legs completely change into an almost dinosauric form. His feet shred out of his shoes, turning into intimidating looking talons, and his whole body becomes slightly chubby. It feels like he’s sliding your cock deeper into his mouth, but you realize that it’s actually his whole face pushing out into a lizard-like muzzle, fit with large, lust-filled eyes and two cute horns. His hips bulge out to become almost feminine, but his cock continues to shoot out copious amounts of precum.

You growl once, then let out a low, lustful roar as your balls seize up, shooting buckets upon buckets of potent, corrupt seed deep into your new minion’s throat. He eagerly gobbles it up, gulping it all down all while his tongue laps up any cum which dribbles down your cock. In response to chugging tons of your cum, his belly slightly inflates almost cartoonishly while his hyper-sensitive cock starts to cover the ground in his own thick cum.

You huff, your paw on his head, pushing him off your cock as you shoot a few more ropes onto his muzzle. It takes a few seconds of panting silence to come back to your senses, staring at the panting creature in front of you,

“……what did I just do?”

“you’ve made a kobold~! What a cute little minion creature...does anything and everything for their master. A great starting choice for taking over the world!”

“I’m- no, okay, I’m still not taking over the world,” you state bluntly, “now what am I supposed to do with a…a kobold?”

The kobolds tail swishes, still kneeling politely in front of you,

“You can take him home. He’d happily do your chores, take out the trash, and even cook meals for you. They also make for good cum socks.”

“good what?”

“y’know, good things to stick your dick into whenever you feel your balls are getting too big. It’s not like they’ll ever say no to sex, in fact to them, getting to relieve their master is practically what their sole passion is in life.”

You take a few more silent seconds to watch the kobold happily stare up at you. He is very cute, and you wouldn’t mind a friend at home,

“…alright. You can speak now. What’s your name?”

“Elliot, sir~!” the Kobold speaks. It’s still the same voice that stuck up the store, but now with a shining optimism behind it, “I appreciate the new form, master~ your kindness knows no bounds~”

“o-oh, yeah, don’t mention it,” you say.

You drop off some change at the cashier counter to pay for your ramen, before exiting the store with your new kobold friend,

“you’re still in full creature form, just sayin’” Chaos interjects. You breathe in the fresh air in your larger, bestial form,

“I think I’ll stay in this form a little longer,” you huff, “it kinda feels good~”

“aye aye~”