Pitfall (Patreon)

You pick up your pace slowly but surely, going so slow will get you nowhere fast. Before you know it, you’re running frantically through the woods, quickly being even more lost than you already are. Your mental fortitude is completely broken as you sprint through the woods petrified with fear. You glance around you before looking back at your feet again, creatures you’ve never seen in your life before. Humans with spider bodies, unicorns, pixies fluttering around you. This should be heaven, but what has already happened to you has proved otherwise.

After enough running, every sight around you is a new one. Information overload floods your mind as you stumble around. Sounds harass your eardrums, already pounding from your nearly heart bursting BPM. You try to get back on your feet, but as you do, the ground beneath you gives you. Your senses cut out from shock as the last thing you can feel is your body free falling through the air before a crack, then everything going black.

Your consciousness returns to you in only a minute. You’re in immense pain, almost every bone broken. You cry out for help, and to your surprise, help arrives. A pair of bright blue eyes shimmer through the darkness of the pit you’ve fallen in. The figure approaches. As it does, it looks more like a shadow than a person or animal, like… a giant wolf head. A giant ghost wolf head! You can’t move at all, you can only cry out in pain as you embrace your end. The spectral wolf head approaches you with something in its mouth, it lays the object down on your face gently. More gentle than a giant wolf head should be. Your face feels a little warm and tingly from the mask, a sensation barely distinguishable from the horrible pain, the horrible pain that somehow subsides. “Lost souls, do not die so soon!” The wolf head speaks in a raspy voice with broken english. Apparently the wolf head thinks you shouldn’t die, you try to ask him what he’s doing, but no words come out from under the mask on your face.

Your bones restructure themselves together, muscle tissue reforming and tendons repairing themselves. The feeling is strange, sort of numb, but also feeling like popping your knuckles but it’s your entire body. The result of the repairs is a body similar to the feminine one you had before, but even more extreme now. Your hips are beyond child-bearing in size, your waist curving in greatly to form a half hourglass figure, uncompleted by your flat chest. Your hips leave a massive space in between your legs. The feeling throughout your body slowly returns as fur sprouts out in patches, covering your torso, arms, legs, head, everything. Your hair becomes woolier as it spreads across the floor in a slightly tainted white with two white fading into black straps in front.

The ability to move is returned, standing up, but you are still unable to speak a word. Your eyes glow a blazing blue through the mask as you stand up, put off by your massive swaying hips. “I cannot just give you life,” the wolf says, “there must be payment, part of the hunt!” Somehow able to see through the mask, you gaze at the glowing blue markings appearing slightly above your fur. You’re scared of what the wolf is doing to you, but you can’t help but feel relieved and thankful at the fact that you’re somehow still alive. You inspect the glowing marks that appear on your legs and stomach. They soon begin to lightly vibrate, making your entire body feel prickly and warm.

With your hands on your thighs, they start to feel a little larger. What you think is some sort of mistake turns out to be reality as your thighs gush full fat and muscle. They pulse in tandem with your heartrate becoming incredibly large and squishy. Right before your thigh gap is removed completely, your ass begins to gain mass as well to fit your thighs. Each cheek bubbles and pushes out with your black hands sinking into your growing behind. Your dick throbs with pure arousal at the feeling of touching such a huge ass, your own ass.You can't help but lightly massage each cheek as they bubble out together, causing your erection to drip with precum.

“The price, you must serve the forest.” Wolf says. The vibrating covers your stomach as it gains a suitable amount of fat to match your massive thighs and thicc ass. A ring of tuft covers around your neck, soft to the touch, and a little sensitive as you brush your fingers through it. You shiver a bit from the sensation. You take a few steps, most of your entire body jiggles and bounces with every strut. The feeling of having a dumptruck ass is strange, combined with your thighs bouncing and rubbing against each other whenever you move them. Your arousal only grows by the second as a familiar tingling arises from your nipples. Your areola grow to take up a huge portion of your slim chest, your nipples puffing up and gaining a massive amount of sensitivity. You watch as your chest is gently filled with womanly fat, forming supple breasts behind your nipples. A tiny A-cup to start, then rising past B-cup. You cup the mounds of expanding flesh with your hands, even your underboob incredibly sensitive to touch. The weight up on your hands keeps getting greater as the pumping of fat causes your tits to grow past D-cup, even past DD-cup and into E-cup milkers that hang off to the sides a bit. The weight feels a little like a burden, but the arousing bounce of your tits makes up for the slightly straining feeling.

The entire situation is too sexy to handle, the need to relieve yourself is too much. With it barely being your choice, your hands make their way down to your still standing, throbbing member. It aches and pains you a little from leaving it like that for so long, but now you can finally release. Placing both of your hand-paws on your dick, you stroke up and down fiercely while teasing the head with your other hand. The already intense pressure in your crotch builds up to a climax quickly, with one more stroke you’re sent into a spiral of body shaking, quivering from orgasmic bliss. Your cock shoots out ropes of sticky semen as your crotch muscles contract and release, spraying over the floor. Legs buckling and shaking from the waves of pounding pleasure, your dick slips through your cum-slick paws. You continue stroking the phantom member, only to realize that it isn't there. A little under where you manhood used to be, a wet pair of pussy lips reside. “You are here to serve this forest now. You can speak to me, no one else! You are to turn other lost explorers into curvy creatures like I have done for you. The heat in your crotch will burn forever, only tamed by sex and being came inside by an explorer.” The wolf informs you. He isn’t lying, your new womanly parts are dripping sticky liquid on the ground as the wolf speaks. The need to hunt for a mate rises, rustling from a bush not far away, followed by a male scent. The hunt begins..