The Matriarch (Patreon)

Draven was watching a full gameplay video of Resident Evil 8, he saw all the memes about Lady Dimitrescu and decided that it might be worth a watch on YouTube. He was pretty far into the video, about 4 hours with a few edits and cuts from the YouTube uploads. He vaguely recognized the place and figured that this must be where big Lady D would appear. The youtuber faced the door and the livestream chat recording started spamming "mommy", "step on me", and various other degenerate horny phrases. It wasn't completely unwarranted, considering that she was a woman with a nearly 10 foot tall stature and had clothes that accentuated her thick, hourglass figure. It was what got Draven interested in the game in the first place.


Draven was confused, he saw nothing in the video. The youtuber was just... staring at the door. He figured that the video must've been frozen or corrupt or something along those lines. It's not the most uncommon occurrence in very long videos. He continued through the skillful gameplay greatly enjoying it. He didn't have the money or mental effort to play the game but this would do for the time being.  The youtuber was able to easily evade the Dimitrescu sisters through most of their interactions, but eventually he faltered. Sister Cassandra leaped at the screen, right when she was about to inflict a mortal wound and force the youtuber to restart from a checkpoint, Draven suddenly lost consciousness.


He woke up, dazed, only a few seconds after. A deep, booming voice erupted from the pitch black room he was in.


"Five" It announced.


Dravens environment lit up around him. Only for him to quickly realize that he was in the Dimitrescu mansion. He had no time to contemplate his next action as a high pitched cackle erupts from a room not far away from his. Swift, creaking footsteps became louder as he caught sight of Sister Daniela sprinting towards him. He quickly understands what he must do as he jolts up and attempts to make his escape from the demented girl.


"I wonder what the inside of your cute throat would look like, I guess I'll have to find out!" she cackles as she lunges at Draven with a knife clutched in her hands. Right before the knife grazed his neck, his environment blacked out again.


"Four." the voice announces.


Draven feels the darkness acting on his body, slightly tugging and tingling. He was barely conscious from the shock of what just nearly happened to him, but that didn't stop the darkness from molding his skin soft with a pale white tint. His entire body nearly an entire foot taller. Slightly aroused due to the new transformation, he feels the blood rush to his head. He attempts to stand up and explore this strange place, but as he rose the blood ran straight out of his head, causing him to faint on the spot. Soon enough, Draven finds himself back in the mansion. He gets on his feet only to hear two more voices again.


"Oooooh, we've been given a pesky little plaything." Bella teases.


"You slipped right out of my grasp last time. But don't worry dearest, I won't let it happen again."


Draven starts sprinting in the opposite direction as the sisters quickly catch up to him. Sister Bella pounces on him and knocks him to the ground. "You know, you really should let my sisters help you." she says seductively while her sharp nails slightly puncture Draven's now smooth skin. Daniela stands in front of him and lowers herself down to his level on the ground. She takes her knife and places it against his throat. "You will be with us, in time!" she proclaims. The moment she attempts to draw blood Draven finds himself in the darkness again. Submitted to the void, Draven's figure is shifted and pulled. A slight pressure envelops his chest whilst his height increases by another entire foot. Draven's manhood that before, was throbbing hard from the pleasurable changes, was pathetic and soft. He didn't have time to examine as the voice chanted again.


"Three."


Draven arrives in the mansion with a slight bounce from his chest. He gets up again but this time tries to sneak around. It's going well and he was nearly at the exit. That was until one of the floorboards made a slight creak, and a familiar cackle cried out again. Draven rams into the door with all of his body weight and locks his hands around the knob to swing it open. He successfully opens one of the giant wooden doors, but the moment he stepped a foot out he was tackled onto the ground. "So close darling!" Daniela said in a slightly aroused voice. "Fortunately for you I can't let you go quite yet, not until I taste the inside of your windpipe!" Draven attempted to plead with her to not do it, to let him go. But it wasn't long before Daniela attempted to slit his throat again, ultimately failing as he found himself in the void again.


"Two"


Draven was confused as to what the booming voice meant, but he knew that hitting zero couldn't be good. His theory was confirmed as his hair flowed out behind him to his neck, waves of pitch black, akin to the void he was trapped in. His frame restructured yet again, popping and cracking, causing Draven to squirm in bliss as his waist became tight and smooth while his hips cracked to become something much greater than child-bearing. His thighs and ass slightly adjusted to his womanly hips as they were pumped with enough fat to give him a cute butt and thighs that stretched the fabric of his pants. To his dismay, the pressure around his chest was back, and much more intense than before. It felt like someone was tweaking and pinching his now erect and sensitive nipples while his small breasts pumped up and down, raising in cup sizes with each prod and pinch of his nipples.


He returned to the mansion, towering over the furniture being approximately nine and a half feet tall. The hysterical laughing returns.


"It's too late now, little dove!" the voice shrieks in between sadistic giggles. "JOIN US!"


Draven attempts to run, but his breasts bouncing in front of his face along with his lewd nipples being pleasured from rubbing against the shirt quickly caused him to trip straight on his face mere feet from the wide open exit door. Cassandra jumps on top of him, but instead of going in for the kill, they both end up in the void room together.


"You know, I think you'd enjoy this much more if you'd just... relax." she whispers into Draven's ear as she pressed herself on top of him so she could feel for herself what was about to happen to his body.


The booming is heard again. "One."


The pressure on his chest returned once more. Draven's breasts grew even larger to accompany his soft but incredibly large frame. Each push against his shirt causing a little jiggle. His unfitting shirt bursted open completely as a shirt for such a little man could never contain the bosom of a 9 foot tall woman, exposing his breasts to him for the first time. At the same time, his ass began to fit the profile of a matriarch much better. His cheeks pushed out against the floor, becoming wide and squishy as what remained of his member pooled precum onto the floor from the feeling of his thighs rubbing together against his tiny manhood. At last, his pathetic penis is pushed inside of him, causing the now her to instantly experience a violent climax. Her toes curled and her eyes rolled back in their sockets from the pure bliss. She didn't even notice as Cassandra reached into her chest, her hand phasing right through.


"Zero."


Draven wakes up back in the mansion again. Paralyzed by fear from having to go through the nightmare again, all she can do is turn her head as she hears the same cackling voice from before. Sister Cassandra rolls a mirror in from the room in from of Draven to reveal to him woman with glowing yellow eyes, Black thigh highs that barely contained her massive legs, and a white dress that complimented her large bosom, small waist, and wide hips that formed a sexy hourglass figure. For once Lady Dimitrescu felt at ease. She let out a coo from the sight of her lewd but domineering body. She took a look around and stood up to fully examine her new lavish surroundings. Cassandra couldn't resist such a seductive figure, it was all her doing that this happened anyways, she even cleaned herself up a bit for the arrival of the new Lady D, she deserved a reward.

Cassandra sneaks behind the new lady Dimitrescu and reaches up to tug her dress down. Lady D's giant breasts dropped out from over the dress, and Cassandra didn't spare a moment for reaching up to rub her areole. Draven, now Dimitrescu, had her crotch warm up signaling a heat that needed to be satiated. Dimitrescu was left short of breath from Cassandra's groping. She fell back into her chair again and took advantage of her loss of height. Cassandra pounced on top her just like her sisters did when they were hunting Draven down. She starts suckling on Lady D's nipple that she could barely fit the entirety of in her mouth. She wrapped one arm around her waist and another reached down to Lady D's crotch. Cassandra felt it already soaking as her fingers slipped inside without effort. Dimitrescu erupted with a moan of pure bliss while Cassandra couldn't decide between gliding her fingers in and out of her sopping pussy or teasing her throbbing clit. Cassandra felt the sensations that Dimitrescu did, causing her to moan while still sucking on her nipple, vibrating the sensitive pink flesh. Lady D shook with her breaths unsteady along with Cassandra sucking harder on each of her breasts. With a tease of her clit, Dimitrescu reached a greater climax than when she first gained her womanhood. Cassandra rushed her hands up to squeeze and pull on Lady D's erect nipples while she herself shook from the orgasm. "I'm *AHHHH* g~gonna... faint!" Dimitrescu moaned while Cassandra tugged on her tender nipples. With each wave of bliss Dimitrescu's consciousness faded, until she was swimming in a dark pool of afterglow.  

Lady Dimitrescu awoke with Cassandra in front of her. Cassandra handed her some tobacco, which she gladly lit and puffed on. As she stood up, her fabric stretching ass did a decent job balancing out her well-endowed chest, but there was a still a little getting used to do be done. With how much pleasure could be gained from her new body, perhaps being a part of the family wasn't as terrible as she made it out to be...