Queen of the Monsters part 3 (Patreon)

(contains human into macro, multi-breasted cougar kaiju, lots of building destruction)

Commission for TC.

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It only took four months of development hell, followed by eighteen months of actual development, but Titan Resurrection was out on shelves and online vendors breaking buildings and record sales. After all that, of course, the team was going to party like hell all day. The entire high rise that had served as their game studio had been repurposed with decorations, games, and hang out spaces for friends and family alike. Perhaps more than a few strangers found their way in, but at this point the game makers were too tired and celebratory to care.

Kate Goodwin honestly didn’t think she’d live to see this day, at a young age, anyway. She gave up being a streamer girl at twenty-five to join this development team as both character designer, writer, and 3-D model. Now here she was celebrating her resume’s only worthy job entry only months from her thirtieth birthday. 

It was just a relief everything was going fantastic for the launch week. Then again, a game about big, busty monster girls wrestling on the world’s landmarks was bound to hit a few niche audiences. Getting to redesign modern action girls based on classic mythical monsters wasn’t too bad a job either.

It was only ten minutes into the party that Kate began hating her awesome creativity.

“This was a really dumb idea!”

“It was your idea.”

“I never claimed to be above making mistakes.”

“Will you just come out of there? You already hyped everyone up about this.”

A noise vaguely interpretable as a negative came from behind the locked bathroom door. Not that Tim could be sure. He had only noticed the blond-haired superstar during the last weeks of development. She wouldn’t stop making googly eyes in his direction, so the party was more or less their first attempt at a date.

It could be going better.

Eventually there was a click preceding the bathroom door opening. Out stepped Kate in a costume that cost thousands of dollars from their budget and she hated every aspect. Its design had been based on the game’s main character; a cougar cat girl with cybernetic augmentation. In this regard her arms, legs, chin and neck were mostly covered in casings to resemble metal plates. Stripes of LED lights raced through the cracks of her ‘armor’ to give it the whole cyberpunk flow, complete with sound effects triggered with remote buttons.

The rest of Kate’s body wore synthetic furs like a bikini and thong. A long fluffy brown tail wagged above her shapely butt, while pointed feline ears rested atop her head. Also controlled via remotes. All the magic buttons were stored inside super large gloves that gave her the appearance of having paws. They matched the fuzzy animal boots that muffled her irritated steps.

“I look like every anime geek’s wet dream,” Kate said with a huff. Trying to adjust her fuzzy skin top was a pain with barely movable glove digits. Damn thing refused to cooperate with her d-cups.

Not that Tim minded watching the bouncing show. “Technically, we hired geek cosplayers to make this monstrosity. Besides, you 're way better than they can hope for.”

“Careful, programmers are geeks too.” Kate shot him a look, putting hands on hips, which made her tail curl up. Whoever got paid for that knew his animatronics. “And this kitty is my dream child. Don’t knock it if you don’t want a sonic meow.”

“Whatever, babe,” Tim said as he pulled out his phone and aimed the camera towards her. “Speaking of which, did they include that thing you were hoping for?”

“Oh, you mean this, nya?” Kate hit another button that activated the dozens of skin colored LEDs on her body. Her curves literally glowed with bright purple light, weaving in patterns working in time with the faux fur. Most notable were the stripes going down each cheek to make whiskers. “It’s just like how she charges the attack in game. How cool is that?”

Tim nodded in agreement while snapping photos of his brightened date. “This is going to make amazing promo content. Can you try some better poses?”

While Kate still felt apprehensive about wearing such an overkill costume, she obliged her potential hunk boyfriend with a few decent twists and hip wiggles. It was after when she had to go out and face the rest of her development that ears and tail flopped like they were real.

“Don’t make me pry you from the wall.” Tim was exaggerating but knew that panicked look in Kate’s eyes. The last thing they needed was her to retreat back into the bathroom.

“I can only promise to tolerate so many lame cat calls.” The fake ears folded against Kate’s head when Tim snickered. “And you’ll be the first I strike, nerd!”

“Let’s just get out there already. You’re such a scary ca-OW!”

Tim would emerge from the back room nursing the bicep those deceptively tough paw gloves struck.

No one paid him much mind thanks to the literally glowing cat girl that was Kate stepping out next. Lights were intentionally dimmed to make her costume near impossible for any of coworkers and friends to miss. What inhibitions she had left faded with the slow turn of heads leading to applause, cheers, and, no pun intended, cat calls. The attention definitely made the ridiculous costumes price worth it.

“What the hell are they looking at?” Tim had said the thought aloud, yet close enough to peek Kate’s own interest.

Over a dozen people were crowded around the far windows that offered a scenic view east out of downtown. Many were pulling out cell phones to snap pictures of something in the distance. Kate couldn’t hear what they were talking so anxiously about, but the tone attracted more and more attention from her.

“Whoa! Kate, check this out.” One guy in programming had just been admiring the ‘cyber’ parts of Kate’s costume when another group had crowded around one of the large TV’s. They had stopped a round of playing their kaiju fighting game for a news break.

Considering the huge screen they had splurged on for this party most of the room didn’t need to get close in order to see what everyone was gawking at. Scrolling taglines at the bottom of a live news coverage were explaining evacuation orders were coming into effect. Virtually all of downtown was to be cleared right this second, with most of the surrounding communities to follow. That wasn’t catching eyes as much as what the cameras were showing.

“Please tell me that’s a cut scene from our game!” Kate snapped, partially out of faint hope. Marching down the highway, shattering the pavement between green scaly feet larger than big rigs, was what she always imagined Godzilla would look like if she got six boob jobs.

“Impossible,” said a female designer from the crowd. “No way the developers would let us implement a kaiju girl with that big an ass.”

“Kate wouldn’t let us make anything with riots bigger than hers, either.”

“Harr harr!” Kate rolled her eyes, not bothering to find out who spoke. She was way too enamored by the destructive grace the skyscraper lizard woman showed in her stride towards downtown. The look on their thick green muzzle implied all the destructive wake was accidental and something they clearly couldn’t help. Footprints left deep pits in the roads, while vehicles were sent raining across the barriers with every casual wag of her beefy tail. “Wait...is she fucking coming this way!?”

The entire mood died as people gradually realized that same notion. Kate was just one of many heads that turned from TV to the far windows. This time, it was very easy to see the giant green boobs bouncing in the distance. Mount lizard girl only looked like a small dog, but was quickly getting bigger with each step, as were the tremors making idle equipment shake.

“Okay everyone?” Some guy Kate thought might be the head director shouted, despite the general stunned silence of the party. “The TV said to evacuate so I suggest we do it before that reptilian hourglass hip checks us over.”

Kate scoffed, not sure why she felt annoyed that a genuine monster girl was getting better praise than her synthetic fur. “Of course, you guys would find her hot after all the babes I designed for you.”

“I think she’s damn hot too,” came a female voice from the dankness.

“Not helping.”

By that point the windows themselves were shaking and the marching lizard was casting long shadows over the three-story buildings.

“Oy! Evacuation is being called!” Kate had no idea who was speaking, but their message quickly spread among the party’s gossiping circles. “We need to get out of here before that curvy monster gets here. Everyone take the stairs in a lined fashion.”

That was all everyone needed to march towards the nearest fire escapes. General protocol told us to never use elevators in an emergency, but the more panicked of the development team were hardly willing to hear that.

And then there were the few idiots that remained hell bent on watching that monster babe’s approach until the very last minute. If anything, their location didn’t appear to be directly in her path, yet that didn’t mean they were out of danger. One stray brush of those muscular arms might be enough to cause considerable damage.

Kate was one of those crazy stragglers. Granted, she was less interested in how monster’s assets grew the closer she got. Something more subtle has caught her curiosity. A strange humming noise was growing closer, barely audible over the rhythmic earth shaking footsteps. It almost seemed to follow the monster’s approach, reminding her of a vehicle escort. Was that the sound of engines?

“What the fu-AACK!”

There was no ramp up, or any other warning. Hell, no one could even see the source when light blasted through every window in the high rise. Kate’s paw gloves proved useless even for their ridiculous size, covering her face well after being blinded. Judging by the startled gasps and screams, what remained of the party guests suffered similar problems.

Something about the strong heat washing over her body told Kate seeing swirling stars was the least of her problems. It was like being flung in a microwave, sweat steaming off the bare parts of her skin as radiation sunk through the pores. The LEDs of her costume bloomed way beyond their intended brightness before the overwhelming energy caused circuits to explode in a series of snaps and pops.

This caused considerable damage to the high priced cat costume. Something Kate didn’t have time to consider. Once the bright energy assault finally stopped sizzling her brain, the dazed woman found herself fallen on hands and knees. Her plump chest heaved against the restrictive furry top in labored pants while watching sweat drip from her nose with trembling eyes.

“What the fuck was that? Whoa!” Kate stood a bit too fast, waving her giant gloved hands outward to keep balance. Leg muscles cried out in stress, much like the rest of her body, making her feel torn and ripped like her costume. Blue eyes glanced down at the bits of ‘robot’ parts hanging off her curves by broken straps, unaware their irises were stretching into vertical slits. “Ugh! If this is a prank I’m going to kick their... nngh... s-screw it. I’m getting to safety first!”

Neither the overwhelming warmth or tenderness left Kate’s body. She hadn’t felt this burnt since being locked in a tanning bed for over an hour. Took a week for her poor body to finish peeling. If anything, she felt considerably worse with each step towards the elevators. Let the rest of the team and friends use the stairs like suckers. They were twenty floors up and she wanted out now!

Someone must have been looking out for her damaged kitty butt, since one lift stood with its door wide open as if awaiting her arrival. Kate wasted no time dashing in and slamming a ripped paw glove on the ground floor button… and roughly all the lower rows of buttons along with it.

“Stupid squishy paw pads!” Kate grumbled as the door closed, beginning a very long descent to every floor below her studio. Leaning against the far wall, she used the same furry glove to wipe at her brow. That short run had really taken the wind out of her. Sweat dripped off her curves worse than a summer in Mexico.

The material of her fluffy top pinched hard against her chest with its rapid surges for breath. She absently adjusted it in an angry huff. “What the hell was all that? Are we under attack? Crap. Where did Tim even go? That coward. After all that time I spent shaking my ass for his attention, he can’t even care if… something… weird happened to my tits? The fuck!?”

Despite all attempts at loosening her synthetic furry cover, it continued to hug Kate’s breasts with aggressive dedication. One look down made the problem abundantly clear. The rising bulge of her two best friends jutted out abundantly further than she remembered them ever capable of without a padded bra. In fact, they were slowly swelling right before her eyes, tightening the rough costume to the point they pushed back against her rib cage.

“My… my…” Kate gawped at her growing breasts in a complete loss. She reached up to grope them in her paw gloves, confirming the expanding flesh as her own. They had already grown bigger than the woman’s head and were quickly becoming too much even for exaggerated cat palms.

SSSHRRRTTT!!

“Aah!” Conflicting emotions rocked through Kate as her bust pressured her costume to its breaking point. A single tear split across the collarbone, allowing the mounds to surge through in a tense display of bulging cleavage. More fabric gave way in several sharp jerks until the whole mass fell into her stunned hands, quickly overflowing them like sandbags. “Stop! Why are you girls growing? The costume is too tight! Damn it! This is the last time I invest in expensive materials.”

KRRRT! SCHUUUTT! KSSSH!

“N-nya!?” Kate gasped, uttering profanities with the weight of her ridiculous bust becoming hard on her knees. She was resembling one of those porn stars with ridiculous beach balls for implants, only a lot less firm because of her natural growth. Not only did they refuse her wishes and continued swelling, but more pressure developed along her stomach now practically hidden under the apron of boobs and nipples. “Y-you got-nya be fucking kidding me. Why am I talking, nya!?”

Lord only knew what was happening to the rest of Kate’s body with only cleavage blocking her downward view. She could still feel something stirring along her front. Something else began puffing out and growing with a much faster intensity than her current rack. Their mass even began supporting her breasts slightly, pushing out in a bid for more space. The mystery quickly became clear when Kate felt something just as plush press up and sandwich her hands between their mounds.

“More breasts!? What the actual… I need to nya out of here!” Kate looked towards the elevator display, dismayed to find it still going down each floor at an agonizingly slow pace. Every time the doors opened to an empty landing it took forever to close again. Everyone else must have already been well evacuated by now. “Did that weird light do this? Someone! Anyone!? I need help!”

Calling out when the doors opened did Kate little good. By the time the thought of leaving it occurred, her knees were already at their limit. The expanding woman slowly sunk into the floor where her many sets of mammaries spilled across its cold surface. Kitty gloves shook as they moved from her original set to inspect the pair popping out below them, then the pair below that, and finally another duo of mammaries inflating just above her hips.

The idea of a cat kaiju with eight ‘anatomically correct’ tits had been one of the game’s many design ideas, which had been quickly shot down as too risky for American audiences. The fact Kate now found herself literally possessing them was nothing short of cruel irony for her. Attempts to pull herself back up with the elevator’s guard rail quickly became impossible. All the new boobs quickly caught up to her originals in size, becoming so overfull she swore her twitching ears could ear the milk slosh.

“Nya?” The cat noises, while annoying with their increasing frequency, didn’t bother Kate as much as realizing her bust wasn’t the only thing altering. She reached up to swat at her ears with fake paw pads, finding they had slid along the rim of her skull into a resting position near its peak. Catching a side glance at the elevator’s wall mirrors, she saw their entire shape had changed into furry round disks.

That was when she noticed the way her eyes glowed in the overhead light with feline-like mystique. When Kate opened her mouth to cry out, it revealed rows of thinned, sharp fangs.

“No way! I don’t want to be a cat! Is anyone still in this building!!” Another attempt to stand yielded no results. Kate’s many breasts were swelling so large the top pair were starting a gradual rise to loom over all of her vision. Even if anyone had been waiting for the elevator, all that would greet them was a wall of fleshy blobs and nipples.

SHNNK! KKRRRRRRRKKKKLLLLEEE!!

“Oh, great!” The changing gamer grunted when she felt the elevator lurch under her butt and promptly stop its descent. Something told her the maximum weight limit must have been reached.

“N-nya way!?” Kate mewed in distress, watching her pile of breasts grow into the elevator’s ceiling. Lights flickered and strained from the mounting pressure while the chill of the metal doors tickled her bloated nipples. Frantic wiggles to adjust proved fruitless under the eight mounds filling with fat and milk. It drew brief attention to how her tail felt a lot less synthetic and more attached to her spine while it squirmed against her lower back. “Oh shit. Help me!”

Unfortunately, there was only so much space in front of Kate for her tits to take up before they inevitably started rolling back on their own malleable surface towards her face. If their growth didn’t stop soon, breathing would suddenly knock out moving as her worst problem in this situation.

CHUNK!

Another jerk made all eight mammaries slosh violently, cutting out the lights and making the guard rails break off their frames. Kate gasped at the sudden drop that smacked a suspiciously larger ass. It took a second for her brain to recover before realizing what that might have meant. Her circular ears folded back against her head, a new bizarre way of controlling them, as she frowned. Louder strains of metal on metal vibrated just outside the steel box. Most likely the last bits of the supports struggling to hold a growing woman’s enormous load.

“Oh no…”

SNAP! SCREEEEEEEEEEE!!

In one instant Kate found herself going nowhere under a dump truck worth of breasts to going somewhere very fast. If anyone had remained inside the building, they might have been interested in the wild cries of a scared beast that erupted out of the elevator, being even louder than the constant straining of overworked railings.

On the other hand, no one might have wanted to be in the building when Kate’s tits impacted on the ground floor. Not even she expected them to break the long drop like airbags. There was just enough time for her brain to register the sharp slam and then a roar like flowing water filled her airs. Pressure intensified until she became engulfed in foam-like mounds and blackness.

A literal form of flood gates broke after that. Steel supports shattered under the inflating pressure. Flesh covered in golden brown full rolled through the first floor corridors, crashing through pathetic dry walls. Every window along the first floor shattered with copious amounts of boobs eager to bulge their carpeted surface through their small portals. 

The ceiling soon collapsed around Kate’s rising mounds, allowing them to puff out across the building’s second floor. The growing woman lamented this chaotic destruction muffled by her overwhelming mass. There was a department store on that floor she adored frequenting for new costume ideas. Then again, the itching of fur spreading down her arms sent a reminder there were other changes going on.

Outside, all anyone could see was large bulges of fur squishing out each window with enough force that the surrounding bricks cracked. That changed when the eastern side of the building exploded between the second and fifth floor. An arm larger than a train shot out through the crumbling hole it made, slamming an odd mix of a paw and hand into the adjacent property. Large claws racked through steel and glass in long gashes before slamming its rough palm pad into the sidewalk, leaving a deep imprint in its concrete.

Another arm equally covered in brown fur shot out of the western wall. Pudgy fingers waved about being unable to find a brace in the open four lanes of the main road. Instead, it ended up grappling a rig trailer clumsily parked across the two middle lanes. Squeals of failing metal echoed across empty roads as the paw-hand easily crumpled the container into itself.

The south wall finally crumpled away, not from Kate’s overwhelming tits, but by a pair of pawed feet larger than any big transport vehicle. Their meatball shaped toes wiggled some of the rubble out between them before the sensually curved legs pushed the plump pads on their soles through the wall of a neighboring banking structure.

A second crashing higher up announced the emergence of a brown furry ass of titanic proportions. The slender feline tail attached to it thrashed through said banking building’s upper windows with nervous twitching. Fresh air was still pretty cold this afternoon, especially blowing on a giant ladies’ exposed bits.

With little of its base left, the entire high rise began toppling over. Even then Kate barely felt the literal tons of rubble crumbling around her. It was like the flooding warmth of new fur and feline features made her neigh unbreakable. Shame the same couldn’t be said of the neighboring structures. If her extending muscular limbs didn’t drive paws to destroy other places, accidentally dropping chunks of stuff on them helped cause total collapses.

By the time everything finished falling and Kate could see sunlight again, the entire block had fallen into nothing but a cloud of grey dust. She had a strange sensation that might have been deliberate. Even she could barely see anything while trying to place paw feet under herself and slowly rise to a staggering height. Her head emerged, dragging wisps of dust in its long, flowing hair. Jaws extended out into a short cougar muzzle tipped with bushes of whiskers and a pink triangle nose.

“What the nya!?” Kate’s voice boomed even to her large satellite ears. She towered even larger than the twenty story building she had grown out of as a humanoid feline. Breasts arranged in four rows of two continued to swing heavily down the front of her torso, but at least now the rest of her seemed proportionate enough to carry them. Hands reached back to stroke the plump hump of her rear with surprisingly sensitive pads, making her tail twitch about. “Did someone try to make me part of the monster game? I do not remember designing a cat character based on some Star Trek fetish.”

Dust irritated Kate’s nose, making her sneeze to its new sensitivity. She blushed at how even that minor reflex caused much of the dust cloud around her to part. Feline ears and tail tucked back when that revealed one building was now just a large pit of four divots, oddly boob like in shape.

“Oh good. I totalled my apartment too. The landlord is going to have my tail for… shit! I have a tail!?”

“I’ll trade you for the tanker truck I got dragging on my butt.”

Kate jumped with a panicked yowl at the unexpected voice beside her. With a quick whirl and a step back, she suddenly found one foot crashing through the roof of a restaurant across the street. Both arms shot out to her side, waving frantically to keep her balance.

“Sorry about that.” The giant lizard woman gave a meek wave back once they were certain Kate wouldn’t fall. “Thought you heard me coming, but I guess that was a loud entrance you made. I’m Stephanie and I guess I’m your co-star tonight.”

“Oh, this is just a pleasure meeting you,” Kate grumbled, with more focus on gently dislodging her leg from another building. She was already getting sick of stuff being stuck in her toes. A second later, she jerked back to Stephanie, ears perked and eyes wide. “Wait, a tick! The wha? Co-star of WHAT!? The flying frick is happening to me?”

“It’s a long story. Pretty sure it has something to do with that.” Stephanie pointed past Kate with a weary grin.

“Huh? Oh, come on!” The cougar woman followed Stephanie’s scaled finger, tail fuzzing at the sight of an energy force field spanning the borders of at least five city blocks. Its entire outline was lined with metal railings and netted ceiling struts. All of which held stage lights and large devices that might be cameras. “How long has that even been there?”