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   -------------------------------------------------- Belial: One Armed
Samurai and Six Wing Wolfen

   by Von Krieger

   Canine, winged wolf, transformation, hermaphrodite, multibreast,
bizarre, udder, implied unbirth, master/pet

   This is a story set in the Belial story setting, the fan group can be
found here: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/legends_of_belial/ while the
explanation for the place can be found here:
http://www.furnation.com/Demon-Man/

   A canine noblewoman with the ability to change others is confronted in
hir home by a figure shi attacked years earlier...

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   Seffia watched, horrified as hir guards were defeated one by one.  The
blade of the attacker flicking out in the air, like a silvered serpent's
tongue seeking blood.  But the blood was not split freely, far from it. 
The samurai seemed to strike with care, striking more with the flat of her
blade then the edge.

   The overlord quaked in fear, the famed monster hunter had come for hir
and hir brood at last.  None knew where she came from, nor even her name.
No one had ever heard her speak a word, none even knew what she looked
like. Not an inch of skin showed, it was difficulty to even guess at what
her form was like beneath her long, billowing black robe.  All that was
exposed was an expressionless white mask, ceramic, and a clawed steel
gauntlet that gripped the blade.

   Only faint hints of feminine curves could be glimpsed as the warrior
moved.  She always struck with her left arm, never her right, never even
raised it to bat aside or block a blow.  It had led to the only name she
was known by, the One Armed samurai.  It was widely speculated that she was
a transformed, hiding her warped body beneath that cloak.

   Seffia hirself was a transformed, a rich noblewomen with some rather
strange standards of beauty.  Shi had begged an avatar to alter hir into
the form shi desired.  A sadistic avatar of Karma had done as requested,
finding Seffia's desires quite interesting.  Shi wanted to share hir beauty
with the rest of the world, altering those in hir employ into creatures
like hirself.

   The overlord resembled a great bipedal wolf, shaggy black and gray fur
covered hir body.  Ten heavy breasts studded hir torso, leading down to a
massive black wolfcock, eight huge balls in a huge udder-like structure
between hir legs, with six thick teats that leaked precum when shi was
aroused.  A long, muscular serpent-like tail jutted from hir backside, a
trio of cocks arranged on the end around a sphincter-like opening that lead
into the overlord's womb, one of two anyway.

   Hir pussy was placed on the back of hir ballsack/udder.  With all the
weight between hir legs, a bipedal gait was all but impossible, so shi
walked on all fours, or moved through other means.  Namely flight.  Instead
of a wolf's paws, wyvern-like wings sprouted from hir shoulders, allowing
Seffia to fly, or walk using them for forelegs.  A second and third pair
adorned hir back.

   In the center of hir spine, a cluster of six cock tentacles lay.  Each
of hir breasts had four teat-like nipples surrounding a wolf cock.  Hir
seed caused transformation in any human that touched it, though less
extreme then hir own.  Most gained breasts and a cock, the wolfen form, the
six wings, and a rather dull version of Seffia's own tail, lacking cocks or
the delightful orifice.  Sometimes they gained Seffia's ballsack-udder, or
a pair of cock tentacles, but not often.  Seffia didn't mind, shi found
them all beautiful.

   Seffia began to think that snatching the girl that rested in hir womb
wasn't worth it.  Yes, she did wriggled and writhe so deliciously inside of
hir, trying in vane to escape, all the while slowly transforming into
another of Seffia's beautiful pets.  Surely that abduction was the reason
this hunter was here.  The overlord supposed that the girl inside of hir
must be someone of worth, importance, or value to someone.

   With a sharp backhand, the samurai knocked hir last guard aside, and
turned toward Seffia, slowly walking toward the wolf-creature.  "What do
you want?" Seffia demanded.  "What do you want with me?" shi snarled, hir
eyes looking over hir pets below.  Thankfully they were all just knocked
out, not dead.

   Without a word the samurai continued her slow march toward Seffia,
slowly ascending the stairs to the upper floor from which Seffia watched
the battle.  Shi watched, unable to flee.  With the girl in hir belly shi
was too heavy to fly, and hir belly would drag o nthe ground if shi tried
to run, giving her painful carpet burns at the very least.

   The hunter stops a few feet in front of Seffia.  The noble gazes into
the black void in the eyes of the mask, trying to find a hint of
compassion, but can find nothing but empty blackness.  "I have waited so
long for this day, Seffia..." the samurai says, barely more then a whisper.
It doesn't sound like the voice of a powerful warrior, but rather that of a
small girl.  "For three long years I've waited for this day, to finish what
we started three years ago."

   Seffia's mind darted back, trying to figure out where shi knew this
assassin from, but shi drew a blank.  Unable to fight or flee shi closed
hir eyes, letting out a reserved sigh.  "I'm ready." shi says, awaiting the
deathblow.  But what comes is completely unexpected, instead of the cold
touch of steel, Seffia feels the warm, wet touch of a tongue on hir muzzle,
pressing into hir mouth, a hand reaching down to caress hir sheath.

   "Who...  who are you?" Seffia whispers, more afraid then ever.  The
samurai pulls away, her face concealed in the shadows of her hood, her mask
and sword laying on the carpet nearby.  "Three years ago, you and I met. 
You and your followers attacked a caravan containing a swordmaster and his
little orphaned slave girl.  You pounced on me, attacked me..." Seffia can
hear a tone of amusement in hir attacker's voice, shi feels a hand grip the
silk and satin wraps shi has covering hir body, relishing their feel on hir
sex organs and exposed skin.

   The invader rips them away.  "You ripped off my clothes..." Seffia
notices for the first time that the attacker is just as large as hirself,
perhaps a little more then seven feet in height.  A powerful hand grips
Seffia's arm-wing, and flips hir to the ground painfully.  "You threw me to
the ground and then..."

   Seffia can't see the samurai clearly, hir own wings in the way, but shi
can see the attacker's black robe falling, pooling on the ground.  "And
then you began to rub me, stroke me, fondle me." the woman continues,
slowly rubbing Seffia's femsex with three fingers.  "It was a new
experience for me, a touch so gentle, not forceful like my master's, and
then..." the attacker chuckles.

   Something warm, wet, and hard is slowly run over Seffia's udder, sending
a shiver through hir body.  "Then you took that big cock, and shoved it
inside me." the invader says with a grunt, ramming hir cock to the hilt
inside Seffia.  It was far bigger then Seffia was used to taking, but not
nearly big enough to cause hir pain, with a wet sucking sound shi feels the
samurai's knot entering hir, meaning a canine cock?

   "It hurt, it hurt so bad, you were so big, but the pain began to fade as
you changed me.  Slowly thrusting against me, my tiny body beneath you,
begging you to stop.  You laughed at me, reached a wing around my body and
cupped one of my budding breasts." shi says, doing the same thing Seffia
had done years before, wrapping an arm around the overlord's body, stroking
one of hir breasts, kneading it roughly.

   With a sharp yank Seffia is pulled body to body with the girl, her tail
twisted up painfully against hir back, cramping hir tentacles.  "You pulled
me back against yourself, whispered softly in my ear 'Soon, pet, you'll be
mine, you'll belong to me.  You'll be so perfect, so sexy, so beautiful. 
I'm going to make you mine.'" Seffia howls as sharp teeth pierce hir skin
on hir neck and shoulder.

   "I began to change, began to alter into what you wanted me to be.  I
felt my cock stir for the first time, feeling confined in the panties that
you had pushed aside to enter me.  You laughed, then reached down with your
wing and began to stroke..." Seffia can feel something wrapping around hir
own growing maleness, rubbing the slick, black flesh lovingly.

   "You began to, mmm, thrust against me, and I began to change more.  I
felt, oohh, wings burst from my back, my feet become paws, my teeth turning
into fangs.  I started to grow, aaah, started to change.  The pain
vanished, pleasure taking it's place.  I wanted to change, wanted to be
yours.  But, ooooh you feel so good Seffia, you pulled out of me and took
to the air with your flock." the girl says, almost purring in Seffia's ear.

   The overlord can do nothing but lay on hir belly, caught up in the
feelings of being forcibly mated by the invader.  "Cum for me, Seffia,
complete my transformation.  Make me whole again.  Make me beautiful. 
Cover my cock with your juices as I fill you with my seed.  I've want this
for so long, Seffia.  It hurts so much to see myself unfinished, aaaaaargh!
Halfway between what I was and what you want me to be.

   Seffia's gaze drops downward, to the hands on hir chest and cock.  The
one squeezing hir breast tightly is human looking, but has tiny black
claws, but the other one...  The other is twisted and elongated with a
thick membrane between the digits, halfway between a wing and a hand.  "I
want to be like you, Seffia, I want my fur, my muzzle.  I want my breasts,
not just eight small nubs below my own breasts.  I want working wings, I
want a wondrous tail, I want this beautiful udder you have, I want these
lovely tentacles." the girl whispers, Seffia can feel hir tensing, close to
climax.

   "Cum for me, Seffia, cum and make me yours like you promised." the
invader says, lapping at Seffia's ears with a long canine tongue.  "Make me
yours." shi repeats.  Seffia breath is caught in hir throat, the continuous
thrusting of the samurai, the massive cock buried in hir, it all feels so
good, better then any mating shi's had with hir pets recently.  Shi felt
weak and helpless, and it was making hir so fucking hot.

   "I cum for you, pet." Seffia gasps.  "You're mine!" says the
wolf-creature, throwing hir head back and howling as hir body begins to
climax.  Torrents of girlcum flowing down hir tunnel to slop over the
samurai's cock, to drip down on their their legs.  Hir maleness erupts,
sending thick jets of cum onto hir breasts, belly, face, and beyond. 
Seffia's howl is joined by another as hir lover cums as well, filling
Seffia with deliciously warm seed, not nearly as much as Seffia would have
liked.

   With an audible pop, the invader pulls hir member from Seffia's cunt. 
The shi-wolf rolls over onto hir back, getting a good look at hir
assailant. Shi indeed looks halfway between a normal human and one of
Seffia's own gorgeous pets.  Not a hair of fur on hir, shi stands on
powerful legs and paws.  Hir cock rivals Seffia's for size, but hir sack is
much smaller.

   True to hir word, the attacker has only two breasts, with eight tiny
nubs below them.  Hir left arm is twisted into a wing, totally useless as
hand and wing.  Shi lacks a tail and tentacles, and the four wings on hir
back are tiny and undersized.  Hir face is nearly human, just a slight
muzzle, sharp fangs, and wolfen ears.

   Moaning, the invader drops to the ground.  "Oh Seffia!  I'm changing!"
shi says happily.  With a smile the overlord watches the transformation,
delighting in the beautifying of hir newest pet.  First are hir breasts,
swelling from nubs, to round, full luscious orbs.  Each one sporting four
engorged nipples and a dripping wolfcock in the middle.

   A tail snakes out of the invader's rear, extending to a length of nine
feet, the tip splitting into three thick cocks.  Reflexively the tail
widens, opening the 'mouth' concealed between them.  With a series of pops
and cracks, hir tiny muzzle reshapes into it's full wolfen glory.  Amber
eyes weep tears of joy as shi feels hir ballsack swelling, growing as large
and full as that of Seffia, teats dripping thick precum.

   With a delighted groan, the samurai's arms and wings alter to their
correct arrangement, large, strong, and powerful.  A soft tingle spreads
across the invader's body, gold and black fur spreading over human skin,
turning to cream on hir tummy.  Panting, hir change is nearly complete,
four thick cock tentacles springing from the area on hir back between hir
lower wings.

   Shi raises to hir hind legs, looking over hir form, finally finished
after so long.  Hir gaze turns to Seffia.  "Thank you." shi says softly,
snuffling and shaking a little.  "I'm so beautiful." Seffia places a wing
on hir pet's shoulder.  "Yes, yes you are dear." the overlord says, pulling
hir new pet into an embrace.

   "Can I please stay here?" the newly transformed girl asks.  "Y-you were
the only one who's ever shown me any sort of love in my life.  I...  I want
to be with you, Seffia." The shi-wolf smiles.  "Of course you can stay. 
Such a powerful warrior you are." Seffia rocks hir new pet gently, nothing
more then a long neglected child in a strong and skilled body.  "You can't
be my pet, however."

   "Why not?" the girl says softly, shi sounds heartbroken.  "Because I
have something special in mind.  I enjoyed it when you forced yourself on
me, I felt powerless against you.  It's a rush I hadn't felt in a long
time. I liked it, I loved it, I want to feel like that again.  You've made
my cum harder then I ever thought possible.  I don't want you to be my pet,
I want you to be my mistress."

   The girl thinks this over for a moment.  "I accept." shi says, smiling.
"I thought you would." Seffia feels a sharp slap on hir leg from the girl's
tail.  "That's Mistress Kaarhia to you, pet!" shi growls playfully.  Seffia
laughs.  "I thought you'd like that, Misress Kaarhia." Kaarhia pulls hir
pet's head close.  "Now kiss your mistress, pet." shi says softly.