F*tanari Goddess and the Transformation

The soft rustle of leaves underfoot broke the silence of the forest, signalling the arrival of another traveller. The boy peered through the dense foliage, straining to make out the figure. A tall, muscular figure emerged from the shadows, its presence casting a shadow over the boy. The figure was dressed in a leafy green cloak that matched the colours of the forest, and a hood concealed its face.

 

Despite the intimidating appearance, the futanari goddess did not seem hostile.

 

Instead, she greeted the boy with a gentle voice and welcoming smile. "Hello there, little one," said the goddess. "Are you lost in these woods?"

 

The boy hesitated, unsure of how to respond. He had never seen anything like the goddess before, and his curiosity got the better of him. "Yes, I am," he replied, trying to hide his fear. "Can you help me find my way back home?"

 

The futanari goddess chuckled, a low rumble that seemed to stir the earth beneath them.

 

Instead, she introduced herself as Elysia and offered to guide the boy out of the forest. Elysia's gentle voice soothed the boy's nerves, and he felt a sudden urge to confide in her.

 

"I-I don't know where I am," the boy stammered. "Could you help me?"

 

Elysia nodded, and they set off into the dense forest once again. The boy was grateful for the company, and he felt safe with Elysia by his side.

 

They walked in silence for a while, Elysia's strong arm protectively around his shoulders. The boy didn't dare to speak, lest he break the delicate peace between them.

 

As they passed through a gap in the trees, the moon appeared above them, a sliver of silver light that pierced the darkness. Elysia stopped, her hood dropping away to reveal her face. Her eyes shone like stars, and a gentle breeze caressed her skin, causing Goosebumps to rise on the boy's arms.

 

Elysia looked at the boy with a mixture of tenderness and desire, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips.

 

"You're so cute," she murmured, her voice barely audible above the rustling of the leaves. She leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on the boy's cheek. He felt a shiver run down his spine as her lips brushed against his skin.

 

"Thank you, Elysia," the boy replied, blushing.

 

He had never been touched by someone so beautiful before, and he felt a rush of excitement at the thought that it might happen again.

 

They walked on in silence for a while longer, the only sounds the crunch of leaves beneath their feet and the occasional chirping of insects in the underbrush. The boy couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to stay with Elysia, to learn more about her powers and the secrets of the forest she guarded.

 

But just as he was starting to feel comfortable, Elysia abruptly stopped and turned to face him. The boy's heart skipped a beat as he saw the goddess' imposing form looming over him once again.

 

"You're very curious, aren't you?" Elysia asked, her voice low and husky.

 

The boy swallowed hard, feeling the weight of Elysia's gaze on him. "I-I don't understand," he stammered.

 

Elysia chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that seemed to reverberate through the boy's entire body.

 

"Your curiosity is understandable," she said, her voice like warm honey. "But you must be careful, little one."

 

The boy flinched at the use of "little one," a phrase that seemed to reduce him to something smaller and weaker than himself. He shook his head, trying to clear it of the fog of confusion.

 

"Why?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

 

Elysia sighed a low rumble that rumbled through the forest. "Because I am not always what I seem. I have a secret, a power that sets me apart from others. And I can see that you are like me, curious and brave."

 

The boy's eyes widened at Elysia's words. He had never met anyone like her before, with such strength and grace. And now she was telling him that they shared a secret, that they were alike.

 

"What is your power?" the boy asked, his voice barely audible.

 

Elysia smiled, and the corners of her lips curved up slightly. Her expression was warm, kind, and inviting.

 

"I can shapeshift," she replied, her voice soft and gentle. "I can change my body into any form I desire."

 

The boy's jaw dropped in amazement. He had never met anyone with such a fantastical power before.

 

"That's incredible," he breathed.

 

Elysia nodded, her eyes glinting in the moonlight.

 

"Yes, it is. And it's a power I've kept hidden for a long time. I've been alone for too long, and I'm ready to share it with someone special."

 

The boy felt his heart race at the thought of being with the goddess. He had never felt so alive, so excited, and so curious all at once. He wanted to know everything about her, her powers, and her desires.

 

Without thinking, he leaned in and kissed her, their lips meeting in a passionate embrace. 

 

They lost themselves in each other's touch, their tongues.

 

She then out of nowhere stripped him and started to transform her crouch area into a long 20-inch penis that scared the boy. He didn't know how to react to that but she immediately took the lead and shoved it in his mouth.

 

She started to deep-throat him and all he could do was feel pleasure from it. Not disgust that he thought he would feel. She then forcefully pushed her cock down to his stomach by extending it while inside of him.

 

She then started moving her cock with vigour and force that he never experienced before. And before he could do anything, she shot way too much cum directly into his stomach causing his belly to swell like he was in at the late stage of pregnancy.

 

She now fully took out the slimy cock and looked back at the boy with absolute lust.

 

The boy who was a having a coughing fit from all the cum he was forced to swallow didn't realize that she was already behind him and positioned herself while lifting his ass to her cock to shove it right in.

 

The boy was in shock as he was suddenly fucked from behind with a futanari. The boy felt her massive cock rubbing and stretching his asshole while thrusting in and out deeply. The boy was in pure bliss and pleasure from being fucked like this, he had never met a futanari before, and being fucked by one was a new and exciting experience for him.

 

As they fucked, the futanari told the boy how she loved fucking boys, especially boys who weren't afraid to explore their feminine side.

 

She would often take boys like him and slowly turn them into girls, her cock being used as a tool to make them more submissive and feminine.

 

The boy was taken aback by this, but he couldn't deny the pleasure that was coursing through his body. He felt empowered and aroused by the futanari, and he couldn't believe how far he had come from being lost in the forest to being fucked by a futanari goddess.

 

As they fucked harder, the futanari's voice grew softer and more seductive.

 

"You're such a beautiful little thing," she cooed, her words like a caress. "So soft and delicate. But you have a fire inside you, a desire that burns deep. I can see it in your eyes, your body."

 

The boy couldn't deny the feeling of arousal that coursed through him. He had never felt so desired, so powerful. He closed his eyes and let himself be lost in the sensation of the futanari's body pressed against his own.

 

He could feel her massive penis moving inside him, stretching him, filling him. It was a strange and intense pleasure, one he had never thought possible.

 

As they fucked, the goddess spoke softly to him, her voice a delicious caress.

 

"You have such a fine ass" she cooed. "So soft and delicious. And you have a fire inside you that burns so bright and a lust that shames even me.”

 

The boy moaned in response, his body thrumming with pleasure.

 

"Take me," he begged his voice a whisper.

 

"Make me your little slave. Turn me into a girl, and train me."

 

She then used her penis to fully modify his ass into a sensitive one that only fit her desired cock. She then came in his ass making him feel the ecstasy that he never felt before a wave of pleasure forced him to cum and empty his balls.

 

His back was arched and he was spamming hard from that anal intercourse. She still didn't remove her cock out of him as he was still energetic and she still had a lot of pent-up libido.

 

He couldn't go back to being a man after what he just experienced and he wanted it to last forever. So he begged her with all he got.

 

"Please," the boy pleaded, his voice barely above. "Make me your cock slave" he shouted this time. The futanari was surprised that her magic broke his brain so quickly but continued to pound his ass and pump it with cum.

 

She found his fragility amusing and kept doing it just to break him even more.

 

She had plans for this boy and she wanted to test his limits to see how far she could push him.

 

 

She suddenly pushed into the boy's ass and placed a spell on him to make him 100 times more sensitive to all forms of pleasure. She now reached her climax and unleashed a massive load of her seed into his insides filling his entire digestive system with her cum alone.

 

The boy was completely dazed and unable to speak or think properly, just feeling pleasure and pain.

 

The futanari then sat the boy down and started to examine and play with him at a more leisurely pace while occasionally shooting a load of cum into his mouth. She was making sure to prepare the boy properly for the next steps and making him more submissive and feminine.

 

She continued to speak to the boy in a soothing voice and slowly explained to him what she was doing and how it was helping him to change and become more feminine.

 

"You see, my dear," the Futanari said as she tenderly caressed the boy's face with her free hand. "This is what it feels like to submit to me, to allow me to guide you and shape you into something beautiful and desirable."

 

The boy lay before her, still dazed from the overwhelming pleasure and sensations he had experienced. He listened quietly, wondering what was happening to him as the futanari continued to talk.

 

"You are mine now, my little pet," the futanari said, her voice low and husky.