“Hey, Sarah,” a voice called behind her.
Her eyes widened in surprise. She just heard his voice. “Ranki?” Sarah turned to see her friend, Ranki, who hadn’t been to school for months. She was very curious as to where he’s been and, especially since his absence began, she’s been thinking more and more of him. He seemed different somehow, the Trianni(1) teen. “Where have you been, Ranki?” she asked, walking closer to him.
Ranki gave no response; he just looked at Sarah, and looked at her hard. “I’ve been here and there,” he answered. His tail had begun to swish slowly behind him as his ears stood in a normal position. “But I have something to show you, Sarah. A new trick, if you will.”
Sarah smiled. She always loved watching Ranki’s tricks. He once showed her his ability to jump while in mid-air, and how he could run along walls and stop while remaining on the wall. Many others were remembered by Sarah, but she was curious about this new trick. “Okay, show me,” she said, stepping back to give him space.
Suddenly, he grinned, showing his sharp teeth. Normally, his teeth were sharp, but not as sharp as they are now. “Well, I can’t show you outside, Sarah,” he responded. “I’ll show you over at my place.” Without waiting for a response from the human girl, Ranki turned and headed for his home.
Sarah had been there once, but only when they had first met as study partners. That was nearly two years ago, so it might’ve changed a bit from what she remembered. She quickly followed her friend closely behind, watching his tail. She was always fascinated by his tail. Not necessarily his tail, but Trianni tails in general to be more accurate. ”I wonder what it’s like to have a tail,” she thought, imagining herself with a tail like that. “What’s this trick like, Ranki?” Sarah finally asked. The Trianni gave no response; just continued to walk. “Ranki?” she repeated.
“You’ll find out when we get there, Sarah,” his response came.
Sarah became a little suspicious. Something was different about her friend of two years. She wasn’t sure what, but Ranki wasn’t acting like… well, Ranki. But she trusted him with her life, so she knew nothing would come of this visit to his home.
Ranki pushed the door open to his bedroom and stepped in. “Come on, Sarah. Inside,” he said, holding the door for her.
She stepped inside, and the blinds were drawn in such a way that multiple rays of light were cast against the interior. She looked to Ranki then proceeded into the room. “So, are you going to show me this trick, Ranki?” Sarah asked, smiling, as she took a seat on the edge of his bed.
“Take off your clothes,” he said rather darkly. He was looking at her with a different glint in his eyes. They were cold now.
Sarah squint her eyes, as if she thought she heard him wrong. “I’m sorry,” she began, “what did you say?”
“I said to take off your clothes, Sarah,” Ranki repeated, darker than the last time, and shut the door.
She didn’t know what she should do. Shuffling nervously, she looked to Ranki and smiled weakly. “I thought you were going to show me a trick?”
His eyes arched further down into a leer. “Your clothes have to come off for it to work. Now, quit your stalling and take off your clothes.” He sounded pretty angry at that point. His eyes weren’t the only indication of frustration about him.
Sarah rubbed her arm in a vertical motion and began to pull off her jacket, showing her neatly buttoned white blouse, which she unbuttoned straight away. With a considerable amount of blush on her face, she pulled it off. Her bra wasn’t too fancy, just a simple white piece to keep her pert breasts from moving. Trembling, her hands made their way to her denim skirt and began to pull it down to her ankles. Like her bra, her panties were a very plain white pair and did their job perfectly. Sarah kicked her shoes off, and pulled off her socks, and stopped, looking to Ranki with large blue eyes and a beet red face. “N-now what, Ranki?” she asked, shakily.
He shook his head and pointed to both articles of her underwear. “I meant strip down completely; take those off too,” he demanded.
She flinched. What does Ranki’s trick have to do with her being naked? Further, why was Ranki so demanding of it? Something wasn’t right. “B-but, Ranki—”
Sarah was cut off by a growl from Ranki. “Remove them, Sarah!” he shouted.
Flinching again, she reached around behind her and unclipped her bra. She dropped it unceremoniously with her other clothes. Very swiftly, she dropped her panties to her ankles and stepped out of them. Now she stood before Ranki completely naked. Her meticulously trimmed pubic mound was visible to the eyes of another, unexpected, individual aside from her own. Bashfully, she covered the triangular blonde patch with her left hand, and brought her right up to cover her pink nipples topped on her lightly tanned breasts. “O-okay… T-totally nude now, R-Ranki,” she managed, shaking visibly from her embarrassment.
Ranki grinned as he began to strip down himself. First his shirt; he tossed it off over his head to expose to Sarah his muscular chest and six-pack abs. Though she was shocked, she couldn’t help but stare. Followed after, he removed the belt at his waist and unbuttoned the jeans he was wearing, swiftly pulling them down after. Finally, he slipped out of his boxer shorts. Sarah took no time in looking down to his manhood. Barely fully erected, yet she guessed it was seven inches in length. The beet redness of her face had doubled. His member twitched. “Like what you see, Sarah?” he asked, mockingly. She shook off her mesmerized state and looked back to his eyes, her face contorting in fear.
Ranki began making his way to her. She was frightened at this point. If she didn’t know better, she’d say he was fixing to rape her with his lengthy shaft. “R-Ranki, w-what are you doing?” she gasped.
“Showing you a very special trick of mine,” he responded and made his way for her. His erection had lengthened a bit, now at nine full inches, and apparently growing longer and wider. He took it in his hand and began to stroke it a bit. “Sarah, this may come as no surprise now,” Ranki began, “but I’m going to rape you. I’ve been lusting after you for so long now, and I’ve just about had it,” he said, smirking still. His member had grown to eleven inches long and about 2 and a half around, and it just now began to stop. “I’m getting my full 12 inches into you, and you’re going to enjoy it.” With his penis at full erection, he pushed Sarah onto the bed.
Immediately, she closed her legs tightly, protecting her maidenhood from his monster of a penis. “R-Ranki! Stop! I’ll call the police!” she shouted. “Y-you’re supposed to be my friend! Why are you doing this?” she added, eyes forming tears.
“Shut up!,” he yelled to her and pulled her legs apart, showing her glistening lips. “I can tell you’re more than slightly aroused,” Ranki teased, smirking at her. She blushed more and looked away, almost forgetting that she was about to be raped, and a part of herself will be torn away forever. “Resistance will only make me want it more, Sarah. You’re too smart to struggle.” He climbed on top of her and looked into her fearful blue eyes with his cold green eyes. While he smiled lustfully, Sarah was frightened of the incoming penetration.
Very smoothly, he thrust into her. She gasped, feeling a fullness in her vagina, followed by her screaming out in agony as the member violated her. He pulled out slightly, letting the pressure out of her, and thrust in again, going much further. Sarah moaned in both pleasure and pain. Having not had sex, she had never experienced something so painful, yet and the same time pleasurable. In and out he went, pushing further and further as he penetrated her. He felt the membrane against the head of his penis and he grinned. “N-no,” she gasped. “I-I’m w-waiting,” she begged.
“Not anymore,” Ranki said as he pulled out just a bit. “That delicious cherry,” he began and positioned himself, to Sarah’s dismay, “is all mine!” With that, he rammed into her, filling her up with his entire 12 inches somehow. She screamed and arched her back up. Hot tears now began to flow. She was no longer a virgin and could no longer give her maidenhood to one she truly loved. Instead, her friend Ranki took it without so much as a care. She sobbed, feeling him continuing to thrust in and out of her. “Ooh, yes, you’re so tight,” Ranki moaned.
When she looked up at his face, his skin seemed a bit darker and his once scarlet hair had become more of a dark shade. His eyes were now in a space between green and yellow, and his hands at her hips seemed more powerful. “R-Ranki, w-what’s happening to you?” Sarah asked as she was pulled in more. Immediately after, she moaned as pleasure rippled through her lithe form.
“Part of the trick!” he shouted, his teeth now appearing to be like fangs. “And here’s the other part!” As Ranki continued to thrust into her madly, as she flailed around, moaning helplessly, he brought his fangs down against her shoulder, biting her hard, causing blood to spurt out. Overcome with more pain now, Sarah screamed with all her might. Hearing her scream sent him more to the edge. He drove his fangs further into her shoulder, relishing every bit of the moment.
“S-stop!” the human girl continued to scream tears streaming down her face. Her blood began to boil and her breathing hastens. She could feel her first orgasm tearing its way into her. Even without the pain of his manliness inside her and his fangs at her shoulder, this moment would be the single most intense moment of Sarah’s life of eighteen years. “R-Ranki!” she moaned as she neared her peak. With a great thrust and grunt, Ranki came viciously inside her, filling her with his hot seed that seemed endless to Sarah. She moaned loudly as she felt it surge through her. It was like molten lava, and she loved it. Finally, she reached her climax, spilling her juices over Ranki’s still rock hard erection.
Finished with Sarah’s body, the Trianni laughed darkly and pulled his fangs from her shoulder and licked the blood off his teeth and lips. “How was that, Sarah?” he asked with a hint of mocking in his tone and began to lick the blood off her shoulder with his slightly rough, cat-like tongue. This made her shiver. “Did you enjoy getting branded?”
She was confused. What did he mean by ‘branded’? When he finished cleaning the blood off her shoulder and stepped away, her hand immediately rubbed the bite. “What do you mean by that, Ranki?”
He laughed a bit at her as he slipped on his boxers. “You know how farmers show ownership of a cow by branding it with a branding iron,” he said, pulling his jeans on. She nodded, still not sure what he meant. “Well, let’s say that I branded you to show ownership,” the Trianni said with a smirk, tossing his shirt on.
“O-ownership?” Sarah repeated nervously, standing up. She twitched as she did as Ranki’s cum slithered down her thigh. She didn’t want to admit it, but that felt great to her. She shook her head at him. “Ranki, you do not own me. I’m leaving,” she declared and began to put her clothes back on.
Ranki’s eyes flashed. “Sit down.” Without a second thought, Sarah sat down on the foot of his bed. The look on her face said plain as day that she didn’t know why she obeyed him. “When a Trianni mates, they’re bodies sometimes get caught in the action,” he began, pacing in front of her. She noticed though that his skin was very much darker than before and his hair had turned into a deep crimson. Instead of green catty eyes, they were replaced with yellow, almost demonic eyes. Something had happened to her friend Ranki and turned him into this monster before her. Deep in the pit of her sex, she couldn’t help but feel aroused by this transformation. “Are you listening to me!?” he shouted to her. She must not have been paying attention. Sarah shook her head ‘no’ at him, eyes pleadingly looking up at him. “The blood within me began to boil as I fucked you. Because of how invigorating it felt to rape you, it turned me on all the more, until my body just went primal. My fangs sharpened and became lined with a kind of venom,” he continued from his previous statement. “This venom will enter the bloodstream of the one I bite—namely, you, Sarah—and makes them mine. The venom will create a mark on your shoulder blade. A mark that will let all Trianni know you belong to me!”
Sarah shook violently hearing that. Did she really belong to him? “N-no. You’re only trying to scare me,” she squeaked, biting her nails. “You didn’t inject any venom in me, you didn’t mark me, and I don’t belong to you.”
Ranki grinned and gestured to his restroom. “Go and check for yourself,” he said, sounding completely confident.
Without another word, Sarah stood up and darted into the bathroom. It had two mirrors, one looking right into the other. It was perfect for her to see the alleged mark on her shoulder blade. After moving her hair out of the way of her shoulder, her eyes widened in shock at the revelation. On her shoulder, right where Ranki said, was a circular mark about three inches in diameter. Within the circle was a series of black markings, forming some sort of symbol. She assumed it was the Triannic(2) symbol of his name. “Oh my god,” she gasped.
“Yes,” Ranki said as he entered the bathroom. “You are mine, Sarah.” He walked up from behind her and cupped her breasts, taking care to run his fingers over her nipples. She shuddered at the touch. “Either you’re cold, or someone’s a little too aroused for their own good.”
She shuttered again. Her sex called for him. It demanded that his manhood be thrust inside her again. Sarah stifled a moan, but her face was becoming tinted with blush. Quickly, she rolled out of his grasp. “I-it’s getting late,” she said, “My parents will be upset if I don’t get home now…”
Ranki smirked and shook his head. “Alright. Get dressed and head home.” He approached her and whispered into her ear hotly. “After you get home, go about your regular routine. As soon as you’re all done, head to your room and finger fuck yourself until you orgasm three times. After the third, you may go to bed.” He slapped her backside hard enough to leave a red handprint. Her clit pulsed with need as her posterior throbbed in pain, but she had to keep it in check until she got him. Quickly, Sarah got dressed and left Ranki’s home. He watched her as she started down the porch and smirked. “God, I’m gonna love fucking with her.”
It was a few hours later that Sarah had made her way home. Her parents didn’t question her and why she was out late. They must’ve assumed that she was doing some sort of extra curricular activity. Yeah, she was that kind of girl. She made it in time for dinner, and they ate as a family as they did on everyday occasions. Conversations sprang up about the day they’ve had, and Sarah had not felt comfortable telling them about Ranki raping her. Somewhere, deep in her mind, she didn’t even want to tell them. She knew it was wrong of him and that she should tell them, but she couldn’t. Unconsciously, her hand crept from the table and went under her skirt and between her legs. The thought of Ranki having his way with her again, and giving her another orgasm was turning her on. But as soon as her father asked her to pass the salt, she snapped out of it and returned her stray hand to the tabletop. She did as her father asked—with her other hand, of course—and conversation continued.
Just after the meal, Sarah collected the plates to do the dishes. As she went from the dining room to the kitchen sink, her mother asked her why she seemed so distant from them at the table. “N-no reason, mommy,” she answered, a little ashamed for blatantly lying to her. Though her mind was ashamed, her body seemed thrilled and a warm feeling blanketed over her sex. She fought back a moan with considerable effort. Thankfully, her mother didn’t see the blush over her face.
“I was just concerned, dear,” she responded, nodding to her daughter. “You’ve never been that quiet during dinner, so I just thought maybe something had happened at school.”
Sarah nodded and continued to wash the dishes. “Nothing at school, mom,” she responded. “I was… helping Ranki with some schoolwork.”
“So that nice Trianni boy came back to school?” her mother asked, a happy look over her face. “You were always so intrigued with him, Sarah. How do you feel seeing him again?”
Little did her mother know that Ranki wasn’t so nice anymore. Sarah nodded with a bit of blush along her cheeks—and a bit of a pulse from her clit. “I-it was nice seeing him again.” She began to wash the dishes faster. With a nod, her mother nodded and left. She had the strangest urge to flea to her room and plunge her fingers into her hungry womanhood. ”Bad thought, Sarah!” she scolded herself. The mere thought of doing it made her want it more. She pressed her thighs together as she washed the last of the glasses in the sink. It was then she felt a hot wetness against her skin. Ignoring it, she put the glass away and dashed up the stairs and into her room. Her door clicked with a lock.
Sarah gasped as she began to unbutton her blouse and toss it against the floor. Her skirt quickly followed, along with her bra. Now all that remained was her pair of white panties. As she slid them down, she had guessed they were stained with a mix of the blood from her broken membrane, Ranki’s semen and her juices and were no longer white. Pulling them off completely, she discovered her assumption was right. The wetness she felt earlier must’ve been her juices slipping out from her primal arousal. Taking no time, she ran a finger along her already wet slit and gasped. She was never this sensitive. Was it because the sex? Or was it something else… She didn’t know, and frankly she didn’t care either. She just wanted to drive her fingers inside and rub at the nub that set her body afire with orgasm.
Her finger slipped into her already well lubricated vagina, and she moaned pathetically at how good it felt. This was her first time masturbating and she didn’t know why she wanted so badly to do this. She thought of Ranki’s words. Was she doing it because he told her too? Or was it just because she had a sudden urge? Again, she didn’t care. This felt too good to care. As she slid her finger in and out, it began to lose its edge and she soon discovered she needed more than that. She went ahead and slipped another finger in her and moaned in delight. She figured if two fingers felt that good, what about three? She had to try. As she worked her fingers faster and faster, she added a third finger and she slipped further into ecstasy.
At this point, it was feeling unbelievably good. Her body was becoming coated with sweat as she worked harder and harder at her sex, becoming more and more aroused. Her other hand had found its way to her breast and began to knead it, hoping to milk some pleasure out of it. It was working as she began to moan louder and louder. Part of her hoped her parents wouldn’t hear, but another part of her wanted them to hear! The thought turned her on to heights she wouldn’t have believed if she wasn’t already there. An orgasm rampaged through her senses as her fingers became coated with a sticky fluid. Breathless, she fell backward on her bed and she slipped her sticky fingers out of her sex. Unconsciously, she licked off the juices. Strangely, after the orgasm, she was filled with a new vigor to do it again. Her leg twitched as she thought of it again. Immediately, her fingers were back to work as she moaned and arched her back against the bed. This was going to be a long night.
After her third orgasm, she breathed heavily. Her sheets were soaked and her body smelled of sex. The light casting from her lamp showed against her body as she was sweating profusely from her back-to-back-to-back masturbation. Without even covering herself, she drifted off to sleep.
Ranki sat in his dark room and pondered more about what he could do to Sarah. With a feral grin, he came up with a few things. “How devilish,” he thought aloud. His grin changed into a smirk as he imagined the thoughts taking shape. He chuckled darkly at the very idea. During his month of absence from school, he has learned many things about his culture. That there was a dark spirit lurking within him that could grant him incredible powers if he were to awaken them. This entity—this ‘Dark Trianni(3)’—intrigued him when he found that it could also give him that which he desired so much: Sarah. “The road to a Dark Trianni,” he read from a dark red leather-bound book, “is a road paved with lies, deceit and betrayal. Only if you are willing, follow this path; as there are no return routes.” He laughed evilly at that. He has lied to Sarah, and, in the end, betrayed her by taking her virginity by force, and marking her as his own possession. He was a Dark Trianni, and nothing could change that. And that is how he wanted it. He sat down on a large throne-like chair facing his window. The moon was shining full and brightly as he gazed his yellow eyes on it and laughed maniacally. Throughout the night sky, his cackle was carried about the wind.
The next morning, Sarah was awakened by a loud scream. Upon closer inspection, it was her. As she slept, her hand found her hungry sex and began rubbing it fiercely while her other hand had been groping her breast. As one set of hands teased her hard pink nipple, the other had found her clit and began to tease that as well. Unlike last night, Sarah’s body responded quickly with the rush of pleasure she was getting and climaxed over her sheets. “W-what the hell was that all about?” she gasped as she tried to catch her breath. Her behavior was becoming frightening to her, as well as arousing. She had never had any kind of urge to go into a masturbating frenzy. This was her fourth orgasm she brought herself to, and they were only becoming more and more intense. Getting up from her bed, she wanted to go in for a shower, when suddenly, her clit pulsed. She could her Ranki calling to her in her head. Another pulse and she gasped. A third and her hand flew to her sensitive nub. Sarah supported her self against the wall with one hand while the other rubbed at herself relentlessly, making her breathless with another orgasm. Just before she could reach her peak, her clit felt numb. She rubbing it desperately, but it was as if it wasn’t there. With a groan, Sarah continued to rub her clit, growing more and more impatient. She wanted this orgasm. No, she needed it. But for whatever reason, she couldn’t have it. Sighing in defeat, the poor girl headed for the shower.
In his room, Ranki smirked. The book was right. He could signal her from anywhere. With a single thought, he made Sarah’s clit pulse with need and desire, and then suddenly become null. “What a wonderful feeling of control,” he said with a smirk. He wondered what else he could do with the poor unaware girl. It made him erect with excitement.
While in the shower, Sarah finished washing her long hair carefully, making sure to get the sweat out of it. With that done, she took the soap and began to wash her body free of the layer of salty sweat that had built up overnight. As she ran her hand over her nipple, it sent her spine into a shiver. Her clit pulsed with life once again as it begged for Sarah’s touch. She moaned as she soaped her breasts, caressing and groping them as her clit pulsed with more and more need. To her surprise, she couldn’t stop fondling her perky breasts. Grope, grab and pinch. She couldn’t stop herself. She knew her vagina was hungry—no, starving—for attention, but she was forced to ignore it as it grew more and more impatient. Her nipples were hurting from the pinching, but her hands seemed like they had a mind of their own. Sarah moaned helplessly as it felt like her nipples were becoming more sensitive as time passed. “O-ooh!” she moaned as they grew more erect. “O-ooooh, ooh!” she moaned again. “O-oooh, fuck!”
A light knock came at the door and her mom’s voice came through. “Sarah? Honey, are you alright?” she asked, worry in her tone. Never before had she heard such language from her daughter.
“I-I’m fine, m-mom!” the helpless girl said, trying desperately not to moan. Her nipples continuously grew more and more sensitive and her clit became more and more hungry. She would lose her mind if she didn’t reach orgasm soon. In an instant, it all stopped. Her nipples felt numb from her pinching and pulling and her clit fell numb again. Gasping in breath, she quickly finished up soaping her body, rinsed off and dried herself. ”Mom heard me!” she thought in disgust of herself. While still in the bathroom, she pulled on a fresh blouse and buttoned it neatly, unconsciously leaving a few buttons on top unbuttoned. She threw on a skirt, slipped on her socks and shoes and dashed out of the house with her bag and other school things. What she forgot, and didn’t think about, were her bra and panties.
With another laugh, Ranki smirked at what he had done. He could even control what she can or can’t do. “Today will be a day that lasts forever,” he chuckled and brushed his mane of crimson red hair with his hand and gave the mirror an evil, fanged smile. A thought crossed his mind, but he wasn’t sure if it was going to work. “Worth a try when she gets here,” he thought aloud.
Sarah had been running for a good fifteen minutes when she realized that the school building was in the other direction. Even after this realization, she continued to run. It was like an unseen force was leading her somewhere. The area looked vaguely familiar to her somehow; like she had been there before. “What’s going on?” she asked herself as she continued to run. This was getting more and more strange. First was her sudden urge to masturbate repeatedly, the next was her orgasm waking her up, followed by her clit and nipples sudden pulse of sensitivity, and finally her heading in the opposite direction of school. Something wasn’t right, and she knew it. Just what was the problem, she had no idea. She made her way to a familiar door and ran straight up to it. Just as she was about to knock, the door opened. Someone was expecting her…
“Hello, Sarah,” Ranki greeted her with his standard fanged smile.
She shivered at the sight of his fangs. “R-Ranki, what’s happening? Why am I here? Why did I hear your voice in my head, and why am I masturbating like a hooker in heat?” Her questions were rapid and frantic. She hoped Ranki knew the answer, but then, she was also hoping he didn’t. If he did know, it would be strange to her. How could he know? Unless it had to do with that mark he put on her…
Instead of answering right away, he laughed darkly, narrowing his eyes on her. She squirmed with arousal at his stare, and he knew it. Without a word, he stepped aside and let Sarah walk into his living room. “Sit,” he commanded, pointing to a black leather couch. Without any kind of refusal, Sarah sat cross legged on the sofa, hoping he couldn’t see she wasn’t wearing panties. “Now, one question at a time, Sarah: ask me one of them again.”
Sarah looked away and crossed her arms. With a swallow, her first answer came. “Why am I here?”
“Because I willed you to come here,” Ranki answered.
Flinching, she started to sweat. Deep in her, she knew that was true. But why was that? “W-what’s happening?”
“The mark, Sarah,” the Trianni said, looking straight into her eyes. “The Trianni mark; I already explained it. It marks you as my property.” She began to shake. “I can do what I want with my property, right? So, it only makes sense that I can do what I want to you.” With his explanation done, he loomed over her with a smirk, his erection evident in his pants.
Sarah shook again, more violently. “W-why am I masturbating this much?” she asked, fear in her voice.
He laughed at her. “Because you’re so aroused by this whole thing, Sarah!” She didn’t budge. “Even now, you’re shivering: It’s not because of fear, it’s because you’re aroused and want to masturbate.”
“N-no,” she managed, looking down to her lap in shame.
He approached her and tilted her chin up to look at him. “Yes,” he said as he pushed her leg down. Immediately, she spread her legs. “Go ahead,” he stated simply with a smirk, “Jam your fingers in your hot, wet pussy!”
Instantly, her hands flew under her skirt and began to masturbate furiously. She was wet. Wetter than she was last night. Wetter than she was this morning. Wetter than she was while the shower. She was so very wet that it was beginning to spill down the couch, and her fingers continued to push in and out faster and faster. She arched her back with a powerful moan as her other hand grabbed her breast through the blouse.
“Yes, that’s it, Sarah. Fuck yourself like the horny slut you are,” Ranki said to her as she continued to masturbate. “After you orgasm, you will fall asleep and not wake up until I command you to do so. Meow if you understand.”
She didn’t want this to happen to her. She wasn’t some horny slut, she was a good girl. But her willpower was no match for his Trianni powers. Her mouth opened as she plunged her fingers further into herself. ”No! No! Don’t do it, Sarah!” she begged herself. Her mind was betrayed. She meowed. She meowed long and desperately as her fingers pushed further inside her. Sarah knew it wasn’t what she should have done, but it felt great doing it just once. So, she meowed again, more desperately than the last. “Meow! Meow! Meow, meow, meow!” she repeated as she got more and more aroused. Her meowing was exciting her clit as she rubbed it harder. She couldn’t hold it back. She arched her back far, jutting her chest out and causing her hard nipples to poke up, and came harder than she had when she woke up. Her body relaxed as she slid further down the sofa, gave one last meow and closed her eyes.
As she slept, Ranki grinned. He had so many things in store for the poor girl. But what should he do first? He’ll have to think about that. Lucky for him, he had all the time in the world.
“Going somewhere?” a certain voice called to her, making her stop in her tracks. Turning, she saw that Ranki had come in from the kitchen, with a wine glass filled with an amber fluid. His expression appeared to be borderline madness to the poor human girl.
“You can’t keep me here, Ranki!” she shouted with her hand over her chest as she breathed heavily. “My parents will know something’s wrong! And they’ll find me here!”
Ranki grinned at her and began a slow approach. “I can just smell your fear, Sarah,” he said as he took in a deep breath. Licking his lips, he smirked. “And it’s very arousing…” Sarah felt a shudder down her spine as he said that. Something in the way he said it was arousing to her as well. “While you’re by the door, Sarah dear, please shut it for me and sit down,” he ordered as he took a seat in the leather sofa Sarah woke up on. Defeated, Sarah shut the door and started for the chair opposite of his seat. “No, no,” Ranki said just as she was about to sit. With another one of his smirks, he gestured for himself. “Sit here. On my lap.”
“W-what? N-no, I—”
“I said ‘sit on my lap,’ Sarah. And I meant it,” his voice came sternly.
With a visible flinch, she complied and approached the Dark Trianni with a fearful look in her eyes. “What’s he trying to do to me?” she thought as she turned away from him and began to sit. She flipped the back of her skirt down as she sat, so the skirt would be between them.
Again, she was cut off by Ranki. “No, Sarah. Just sit without adjusting your skirt.” Doing as he commanded, she let go of her skirt and sat down on his lap. With her in this position, the skirt rose up in the back, resting against Ranki’s stomach while he could feel her backside against his groin. With a smile, he began to play with Sarah’s hair.
Sarah continued to breathe heavily as she could feel his manhood hardening against her backside. It reminded her of the day before, when Ranki raped her with his massive 12 inch-long penis. Her entire body shuddered. She was aroused again. Her clit pulsed and her vagina demanded to be filled up again. “N-no! Fight the urge, Sarah…” She didn’t want him to know of her need. Arching her back against him, she let out a pitiful little whimper.
Ranki’s nostrils flared as he took in a familiar scent. With a grin, he looked to Sarah. “Stand up.” Quickly, she obeyed and leapt to her feet. When she turned to face him, she began to worry. “Unbutton your blouse and pull off that skirt.”
“Ranki, please,” she begged, eyes welling with tears. Ranki stood up, leering at her with a menacing look on his face. “R-Ranki! I’m begging you! Let me go, please!” She was swiftly knocked to the floor with a quick backhand from Ranki. As she rubbed her sore cheek, she looked up to her attacker and sobbed.
He knelt down to her, still wearing that powerful glower. “Unbutton your blouse… and pull off that skirt…” he repeated, far less than amused. “I demand complete obedience, Sarah,” Ranki added dangerously. Sarah turned her face away from him and sobbed. “Sarah…” She gave no response except for a soft sobbing. “Sarah.” The human didn’t even budge from her position, and kept her eyes off Ranki. “Sarah!” Now Ranki was getting angry. With that tone, Sarah finally looked to him. “Stand up now.”
Sarah gave it some thought, and with another sob, she stood up and rubbed her arm nervously. “Y-yes, Ranki?” Without any warning, Ranki lunged at her and jammed his fangs into the side of her neck. She let out a frenzied cry as she tried to pry him off her. But with each of her pushes, he only sank his fangs in deeper and deeper. He apparently wasn’t about to let up. “R-Rankiiiiiii!!” she cried out in agony. It was now that his claws dug into her arm and waist, lacerating her skin. “Okay! Okay, okay!” Sarah begged as she swiftly unbuttoned her blouse, tossed it off and then pulled down her skirt. “T-there! Let me go!”
Ranki scoffed and withdrew his fangs from her neck and his claws from her arm and waist. “If you do not do as I say, you will face that again,” he warned, cleaning the blood from his teeth and nails. “Now, kneel before me and remove my pants,” he demanded roughly, flashing his now bloodstained teeth to her, just so she gets the idea. Without a word or a nod, she approached him, absently rubbing the bite on her neck. Until Ranki smacked her, that is. “The wound will heal, so quit worrying!”
She flinched at both the smack and his harsh words, but continued to approach him. She knelt down in front of him and raised her hands to the button on his pants. With a gulp, she unbuttoned it and began to carefully glide the zipper down. Following the zipper, she pulled the jeans down and saw his boxers. It reminded her of the circus’ main tent! She felt a chill down her spine as she reached for the waistband.
Her hand was met with a fierce slap. Retreating her hands back, she looked up at Ranki. “I didn’t tell you to pull the boxers down, did I?” he asked dangerously. She looked away and shook her head no. “Then tell me, Sarah: Why did you try?”
Embarrassed, blush lit up her face as she looked away. “B-because… I… Assumed—”
“You assumed, huh?” She nodded, almost ashamed. “What happens when you assume, Sarah?” She didn’t want to answer. She looked away and lowered her head. “Answer me, Sarah,” Ranki demanded sternly.
“It… It makes an ass out of you and me…” She swiftly received an open-palmed smack from Ranki and it whipped her face back towards him. Her large eyes began to tear up again.
“‘It makes an ass... out of you and me…’” Ranki repeated her statement and glowered at her. “Sarah… Why in the world would you make an ass out of me?” His tone was dangerous again. She felt like she was riding an insane roller-coaster, that could, at any given moment in time, end her life. “Answer me.”
She looked up at him and sniffled. “I-I’m sorry, Ranki,” she managed and rubbed her face. There was a warm wetness where he had slapped her. Looking at her hand, she gathered that she was bleeding. “R-Ranki—”
With a vile grin, he chuckled darkly at the poor girl. “Call your parents on your cell,” he said, eliciting a confused look from Sarah. “Tell them that you’re going to stay at your friend’s house… for a few days.”
“D-DAYS!?” she exclaimed.
“Sarah…” came his dangerous tone and a more formidable leer.
Not wishing to make him attack her again, she sobbed and headed for her book bag to collect her phone. Once she found it, she flipped it open and began to shakily dial her home phone number. “Why am I doing this?” she thought with a weak sob. “What did I do to deserve this?” The other line rang dully in her ear as she waited for her parents to pick up.
[Hello?] came the answer. It was her father. [Sarah, are you okay?]
“Yes, daddy, I’m fine,” she lied—she was surprisingly good at it, despite being a good girl. Through the corner of her eye, she saw Ranki standing beside her, watching like a hawk. “I’m not coming home tonight, dad, so tell mom to set only two plates.”
There was silence on the line for a second. [Are you staying with a friend?] he asked, almost a little concerned.
“Yeah. She’s the new girl, and I want to help her with her homework and moving into her new house,” she lied again. Though she felt terrible lying to her father, she couldn’t help but feel a little rush in her crotch.
[Alright, Sarah. I’ll inform your mother.] Sarah silently sighed when he believed her boldfaced lie. [You’re always so busy.] he added. [Maybe you should rest some while you’re there.]
“Okay, daddy,” she said. “I love you. Bye.” With that, she hung up and turned to Ranki. “Why did you want me to do that?” she asked, almost dreading the answer.
“Get your clothes back on and come with me,” Ranki said, pulling his pants back on and heading down the hall to his bedroom. “And don’t even think of running away. You will obey me, Sarah.” His voice echoed down the hall back to Sarah, and she shuddered at how eerie it sounded.
She did as she was told and slipped her skirt up and pulled on her blouse, buttoning it neatly like always. She was in no rush; Ranki already had her where he wanted her, so there was no point. When she had finished with her blouse, she proceeded to follow Ranki down the corridor to his room.
Once in Ranki’s room, she looked around the familiar place. “I was raped in here…” she lamented to herself and stepped in more. Behind her, the door slammed itself shut with a loud bang. Sarah gasped as she looked around. The drapes on the windows were flapping in the wind, so it must’ve been the wind that whipped the door shut. “A-alright, Ranki… I’m here…”
Ranki smirked as he walked out of the bathroom. “Good.” His voice made her shiver. “I have something very special to share with you,” he said, voice cold and sinister.
“What do you want to share now, Ranki?” she asked, half scared and half curious, but completely tame. She didn’t want Ranki mad at her.
With a faint laugh, Ranki approached her, causing her to back away. “Do you know the extent of a Dark Trianni’s power, little Sarah?” With nothing to respond with, she looked away. “I didn’t expect you to.” He turned on his heel and started for his bookshelf. “Tell me… What can I do with something that’s mine?”
“I’m not your possession, Ranki!” she snapped, a bit of a defiant flare still alive in her. After her outburst, she clasped her hands over mouth and gasped. Ranki’s ear twitched. Fear overtook her as she backed away a bit.
Nothing Sarah expected came. Ranki just laughed, and harshly at that. “That mark on your shoulder blade says otherwise.” Suddenly, the mark on her burned sharply. With a painful hiss, her hand flew to the mark and stroked it in a vain attempt to ease the pain. “Anyway… What can I do with something that’s mine, Sarah?” he asked again, still looking away from her.
The burning stopped as she looked to Ranki’s back. Nervously, she rubbed her arm. “A-anything you want?” she stammered, fear welling up in her. She didn’t like where this was headed.
“Exactly!” he shouted, turning to face her. “I can do whatever I please with something that’s mine.” His eyes were arched sinisterly. “And in my case, ‘whatever I please’ means anything, Sarah…”
She squirmed slightly. “What’s the worst he can do?” she thought. “It’s not like he can change me…” Even though she was slightly relieved, it wasn’t enough to completely reassure her that she’ll be alright…
Suddenly, she felt something strange. She didn’t quite know what it was, but something was definitely happening to her. She winced as her blouse was shrinking. Looking down, she realized it wasn’t her blouse at all. Her breasts were growing larger! “O-oh my god!” she cried out as her top button gave out and shot out. They didn’t stop there. They continued to push out of her thin white blouse. Another button burst off as her breasts reached double-D cups in instants. It was becoming too much for Sarah; they were growing in sensitivity too, and her nipples were hardening. With a moan, she jut her ballooning breasts out, straining the last of the buttons to their fullest until they just burst off, exposing her new chest to Ranki. She gasped a few times, as she had met her peak a few times, but was never able to achieve orgasm. “R-Ranki?” she managed between breaths, “W-what did you d-do?”
Ranki smirked and tweaked her eraser-sized nipple, making her gasp and arch back. “What do you think I did?” he asked, his finger circling her large areolas. She couldn’t focus on answering, his stimulation was taking precedence. “I made your tits bigger; near an F cup. I’ve always liked big, fat tits.” He released her nipple, making her whine. Pressing his finger against her lips to shut her up, he smirked to her. “There’s more than just that, Sarah.”
She didn’t know what he meant, but soon she understood. Her skirt began to strain against her hips and backside as they swelled. To equalize the extra weight on her, he lengthened her legs a bit and made them look much better than they already were. Her skirt tore in half, completely unable to contain her new posterior and hips. “W-what are you doing to me?” she asked, breathing heavily.
He adjusted her so she could walk with her new assets—strengthening the muscles of her back, chest and legs, but not altering the shape of said muscles—and made her hair shinier, and gave it more volume. “I’m making you my perfect little doll,” he responded with a grin. He changed her from a very modest and conservative girl to a voluptuous sex goddess in less than a few seconds. He thought that modesty with a curvy body was incredibly sexy, so he made her more modest. However he also liked girls that were incredibly sensitive to the touch.
She could feel the changes taking place in her body. Her naked form brought bright red blush to her face as she slowly brought her left arm to cover her sizable breasts and her right hand to cover her crotch. When her arm made contact with her breast, it sent a wave of pleasure down her spine and hardened her nipples. She gasped and looked to Ranki shyly. “R-Ranki… W-why did you change me like this?”
“Because I can, Sarah,” he answered. Looking over her, he appeared a little displeased. “Something’s missing,” the Dark Trianni remarked, making Sarah flinch. She knew more was to come, but she was a little scared. Finally, a fanged sneer appeared over his face. “I’ve got it…”
Sarah felt a strange feeling take over her whole body. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself as she dropped to her knees. “A-ah! It h-hurts!” she cried out as sweat began to appear on her forehead. Her ears were the first to change. First they elongated outward and became coated in a thin layer of fur. They were becoming more Trianni-like by the passing second. As her ears continued to transform, her teeth began to hurt, making her cry in pain. She felt her canine teeth lengthening and becoming sharp fangs. Curiously, her tongue ran over the new fangs and she realized her tongue had taken on a cat-like roughness and possibly lengthened a few inches. Her eyes clamped shut. Sarah was hoping this was just a nightmare and that she would wake up in her bed, in her normal body with her normal state-of-mind, but this was becoming painful—dreams don’t hurt. Her hands slammed against the floor as her cries of pain became louder. Her fingertips were burning and she felt something growing from them. As she gripped the floorboards beneath her, she felt the wood scraping off. “C-claws!?” she stammered as she felt her feet undergo a similar change. “R-Ranki! S-stop! Please!” she begged, but Ranki only stood over her, wide smirk beginning to form.
On her face where he had scratched her, the cuts began to mold into red markings suitable for a Trianni, and the other side changed to match. Now over her skin, a very fine, thin layer of fur began to appear. The fur gave the illusion of a fairly darker skin tone. A few black striped markings appeared on her thighs, hips, waist, shoulders, arms and calves, and she felt a strange sensation at the base of her spine. Suddenly, she arched her back in pain as a long, tiger tail extended out of her tailbone and began to swish softly. She collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily out of pain and her body was covered in sweat. “There we are,” Ranki said as he looked over his tigress with lust and pride. “Now we’re perfect.” Her eyes snapped open and they had changed too. They were now a very bright emerald green with slit pupils. They also had a natural ‘mascara’ about them, bringing attention to her feline eyes.
The slits reverted back to normal pupils as she looked up at him with teary eyes. “R-Ranki… W-what have you done t-to me?...” she sobbed.
“I’ve made you better, Sarah,” he said, crossing his arms. “You are now a part of the Trianni race—I also altered your DNA to that of a Trianni girl.” She tried to stand, but found it difficult with her new, heavy breasts and sat back down on the bed. “Be proud of your new body, Sarah. With it comes new powers your pathetic human form could even dream of.”
Her ears perked as she looked to him. “But Ranki! I liked being a human! I liked being me! I—”
Ranki smacked her across the face harshly before she could complete her sentence. “No. No, Sarah. You didn’t like your human form or your boring life,” he said, leering at her with his amber eyes. Suddenly, she felt weak and she leaned back against the bed, looking into his eyes with a mixture of fear and arousal. But these weren’t her thoughts! She was about to sit up and plead Ranki some more, but he pressed further. “Your human form was weak and couldn’t handle the things I desire,” he added. Again, she felt weak. “You boring life was nothing compared to most Trianni! In a short eighteen years, I had achieved more than any weak human could in twice that amount of time.” His voice was doing something to her. She quivered and clasped her thighs together, hoping to hide her arousal. He noticed her reaction and smirked. “What’s the matter?” he asked mockingly.
She looked to him with a beet red face as she covered her naked breasts. “I-I don’t know, R-Ranki,” she answered truthfully and quickly looked away. Ranki grinned as he pushed himself on top of her and pushed her arms away from her breasts. “R-Ranki…” she gasped. With her arms away from her breasts, he ran his hands over the surfaces, taking care to glide over her-ever hardening nipples. Sarah moaned at this light touch and jut her chest out for him to touch. “W-why am I doing t-this?” she thought as she shut her eyes tightly. Ranki leaned forward and licked her lips and began to move down her neck with his rough tongue. Her moaning continued as she began to lose herself in pleasure.
With a grin, Ranki stopped and pulled away from her. Sarah was confused at this and quickly sat up to see him looking back at her with his Cheshire Cat grin. “I ‘found’ some women’s clothes just for this occasion; get dressed,” he commanded and crossed his arms.
“R-Ranki, w-wha—” She was slapped again, harder than the last. Her hand immediately went to her face and rubbed. “…D-did I do something wrong?” she asked, very confused.
He pointed to her. “You belong to me, remember?” She nodded, about to speak, but he interrupted her. “And since you are mine, you must do what I say.” She looked away, towards the ground. Roughly, he grabbed her chin and turned her to face him. “Look at me when I’m speaking to you!” he shouted, making her eyes widen in surprise. “You do as I say without question. Do you understand?” She nodded. “I said ‘Do you understand’!” he shouted as he shook her face a bit.
“Y-yes! I do!” she cried out with a sob.
“And don’t cry!” came his command. Not wanting to anger him further, Sarah stopped her crying. Her shoulders shook as she fought back the sobs. “Now, go to that box in the corner and get something to wear,” he said, pointing to a simple cardboard box sitting alone in a corner. He headed to the bathroom and smirked. “I’m taking a shower. If you’re not dressed by the time I get out, you’ll be severely punished.” With that, he walked off and closed the door behind him with his tail.
Although she was frightened about what he said, something in her wanted to know what that punishment would entail. Looking around the room, she saw an array of weapons ranging from long swords to whips. When she looked to the whip with a metal point to it, her heart skipped. Would he whip her with that? Would it hurt? Unconsciously, she was rubbing the lips of her vagina as her breathing hastened. “D-do I want to be whipped? O-or should I get dressed, avoiding the whipping?” The water started running in the bathroom. How she wanted to go in there and shower with him. She rubbed harder and a little faster, her juices beginning to drip. With a low moan, she approached the bathroom door and pushed in…
The door opened all the way with Ranki standing before her completely naked. With a smirk, he looked to her with her fingers working furiously between her thighs. “Well, look who it is,” he said with a slight laugh. “What’s your decision?”
She moaned as she walked into the bathroom against Ranki, feeling his erection between her legs. “W-whip me if you want, but p-please let me shower with you…”
He grinned more as his arm wrapped around her and slapped her backside harshly, getting a soft moan from her. “Ladies first,” he said and gestured to the shower. She eagerly jumped in, her tail swishing quickly, showing her excitement. Ranki proceeded to follow her in, pressing himself close to her much more womanly posterior. She moaned, feeling him against her as she craned her neck to kiss his cheek.
Her body was betraying her. She didn’t like Ranki’s changing her or how he was treating her, but she couldn’t help herself. The b sexual desires she’s suddenly feeling for him, the need to please him, the need to obey him, and the need to be with him; why was she feeling this way? Had she always felt this way for the Trianni? Or was it something he did to her? It didn’t matter; her hungry sex drive was in control of her right now. Just the feeling of Ranki’s b manhood against her drove her mad with desire. She moaned again as blush crept up on her.
He reached out and turned the water on to the hottest setting. The showerhead hanging overhead sprayed them both with scolding hot water and Sarah yelped. Her sensitive body was getting off from the heat of the water and the way it hit her. Water was thundering down on her large breasts, sending ripples of pleasure to her ultra sensitive clit. Ranki’s arms wrapped around her and turned her around to face him. His dark crimson hair drenched and laying flatly on his head, the water pouring down his serious face and his chiseled body. She melted when he pulled her closer and she felt the head of his penis pushing into her waiting slit. She wanted this; to be used by Ranki. But at the same time, she didn’t want it. She was so confused, but so horny at the same time—she couldn’t focus. She needed sex. And she needed it from Ranki. She knew this wasn’t going to end. Part of her begged and pleaded that it would, but the other part dreaded the thought of all this pleasure ending. Ranki thrust deep into her newly formed vagina, and it felt many times better than the first time. She pushed herself closer to him and took more of him inside her. She purred wildly, especially when he started groping her glorious chest.
End of Chapter 2: The Change
As he coiled the whip around his hand, she turned onto her back and sat up timidly, watching Ranki. “Hey… Ranki?” she squeaked, alerting him. As his golden eyes looked to her, she felt something in her sex almost pulse. She was becoming more aroused as she felt his gaze on her body. “Why did I—”
He cut her off with a small laugh. “Because I made a few alterations to your mindset, Sarah,” he answered. “What dull, boring human Sarah would never enjoy, I made the new Sarah very much aroused by the mere thought of it.” She blushed. “Trust me, Sarah. You’ll enjoy your new form.”
“But why—” she was cut off by the whip cracking against the ground, making her flinch.
He waved his finger at her while he wore a conniving grin. “Now Sarah, look what you made me do,” he said, gesturing to the now uncoiled whip in his hand. She jarred back a bit, expecting him to whip her again. “Go and pick out some clothes to wear. We’re going out,” he said as he calmly went about coiling the whip again.
She looked to the box, then back to Ranki as he placed the whip on a shelf with his other ‘toys’. Rubbing her arm nervously, she dug through the cardboard box for anything remotely conservative to wear. Of course with her new figure, it wouldn’t be likely to find anything like that. She decided on a dark blue T-shirt with a V-neck, and a nice black skirt that wouldn’t appear to reveal too much. She quickly glanced to Ranki to see him going through his wardrobe, and then back to the clothes she chose. With a sigh, she thought she’d continue digging for underwear. A few moments of searching later, she came to a conclusion; there were none. “R-Ranki? I d-don’t see any bras, panties or thongs…”
He tossed a snug black sweater with long sleeves and looked over his shoulder at her with a grin. “That’s because there are none, Sarah.” She blushed brightly as he said that. “Of course, a girl such as yourself, might like the feeling of going commando.” She stood with her legs closed as he made his way for her. “It makes it easier for quickies,” Ranki said, walking around behind her and wrapping his arm around her waist. She gasped. “Just think of how aroused you’ll get when all the guys watch as your lovely tits bounce around under that shirt…” Just his voice was arousing her. Suddenly, one of his hands moved up and cupped her generous breast, giving it a gentle squeeze. She purred softly at his touch and arched back just a bit. His other hand tickled its way down to her lower lips and ran a finger over her slit. “Ducking into a bathroom,” he whispered into her more sensitive ear as he pushed a few fingers into her, “and allowing me to fuck your brains out.” She moaned louder and arched back, the back of her head touching his shoulder. He continued to finger her a few minutes more, and she turned around to face him. Just before she could push her lips to his, he stepped back, wearing that same smirk that drove her sex crazy. “Wouldn’t you like that?” Ranki asked as he licked her juices off his fingers. “Get dressed,” he said and walked passed her.
She watched as he left the room and sighed. She lost herself in the overwhelming pleasure again. “That jerk,” she said lowly, blush still creeping on her. She stepped into her skirt and pulled it up her legs. She had a small amount of difficulty getting the thin skirt over her much broader hips. Looking down, she found that it hardly went passed her mid-thigh—it actually went a little under a one quarter of the length of her thigh! At just the right angle, you’d be able to see her panties… if she was wearing any. She felt the blush stinging her cheeks. If anyone saw her like this, she would just die of embarrassment… “Yeah… Em-bare-ass-ment…” she thought bitterly, looking through the corner of her eye to Ranki slipping into a pair of blue jeans. Now that she got her skirt on, she picked up the shirt over her head and slipped it on. Yet another miscalculation on her part: she had assumed it would cover her large breasts and then some, but it just barely got completely over the mounds. And her large nipples were easily outlined by the shirt. More blush attacked her. No bra meant that they would surely move around, especially at their size. “O-okay, Ranki, I have the clothes on,” she said as she took a step forward. She gasped; her breasts moved around just a bit inside the shirt, but it triggered her super sensitive nipples tremendously! “R-Ranki! I can’t walk around like this! My nipples alone can cause me to orgasm like this!” she shouted, arms over her chest, attempting to keep her troublesome breasts in place.
Ranki tossed his head back and laughed. “Oh Sarah, that’s what makes this so fun,” he began as he pulled on his boots. “Just watching as you walk and trying desperately to hold your arousal back…” She blushed even more. “Why not make it more difficult for you, Sarah,” Ranki said, looking to her with a strange glint in his eyes. Before she could say anything, pleasure overtook her as she felt the shirt tighten even more around her growing breasts, stretching the V-neck a bit. Her nipples also underwent a transformation, becoming larger and more sensitive. She moaned and arched her back. The shirt now went over her nipples, but not that much else.
He laughed some more, looking at her stare at her possibly GG sized breasts. “R-Ranki!” she wailed.
“It was a joke, Sarah!” he snapped at her. “If you can’t take jokes like that, I’ll just have to leave them like that,” he said as he turned away from her. Sarah’s eyes widened at that. “Do you want them to stay like that?” he asked calmly, not looking to her. She shook her head silently. Suddenly, she felt her breasts shrink down a bit. She sighed. “And because I’m feeling nice today, I left them at an E cup instead of the F cups I gave you earlier.” Sarah noted that they were smaller. And that the shirt had stretched a bit, it now covered more of her abdomen than it had previously. However, the neck had stretched, offering more cleavage, and it was still somewhat tight against her breasts. “There are plenty of shoes for you in the closet,” he said, indicating which closet.
Sarah opened the door and looked to the floor. There were about five or six pairs of high-heeled sandals for her to choose from. “But did they have to be heals?” she thought, frowning slightly. More for her to show off. With a slightly irritated growl, she took a black pair and slipped into them. With those and her shirt, it seemed like she had placed her glorious breasts on a pedestal for all to see. She didn’t like it, but somewhere in her body, she loved it. She blushed again as she looked to herself in the mirror. She did look like herself, only with Trianni features and a far more feminine form. Even she had to say that she looked beautiful… in a whore-like way… But a few seconds of looking, she dismissed the ‘whorish’ thought for some reason. Be that as it may, she was ready. Despite not keeping with it after the shower, her hair had stayed in a very attractive way that suited her very much. “Being a Trianni does seem to have it’s perks,” she thought as her tail swished delicately behind her.
“Alright, let’s head out,” Ranki ordered, sneaking up behind her, arms around her waist. “And try not to get too aroused, Dear Sarah,” he teased, running his finger over her nipple and heading out of the room. She arched her back and gasped sharply. Had he made her nipples more sensitive after making her breasts smaller? She silently cursed him and followed him out. Her breasts moved a lot, but luckily the nipples were barely grazed by the shirt. She would still have to be careful though.
Sarah took a seat in the passenger seat as Ranki settled into the driver’s seat. Sarah took the seatbelt and looked at it carefully. If she didn’t fasten it right, she was liable stimulate he sensitive nipples. Very slowly, she pulled the belt out as far as it would allow, carefully pulled it over her lap—being sure not to let the shoulder strap didn’t touch her breasts—and clicked it into place. As soon as she let go, the belt tightened around her. To her dismay, it put a lot of pressure on her left breast. She gasped a bit and took her a moment to recover, but she leaned against the back of the seat. She looked over to see a grinning Ranki looking right at her. She blushed with embarrassment.
“Having a little trouble there, Sarah?” he mocked with that same grin. She didn’t respond to that and simply looked out the window. “We’re going to the mall to shop around the Veronica’s Secret(1).”
Immediately, her neck whipped over to look at him. “V- Veronica’s Secret? A l-lingerie store?” she stammered. The simple cotton material of the shirt was driving her chest mad with the desire to be touched—what would it be like if she were wearing a silk top? She blushed so much, her face resembled an apple. “W-what kind of lingerie, Ranki?” she asked, looking away from him to hide her blush.
He chuckled a bit to himself and pulled his keys out of his pocket. As he started the engine and it roared to life, he looked to her with that fanged grin she knows and despises. “The kind of lingerie that the old Sarah would never even look at, let alone think of.” Sarah felt a chill go down her spine, and it felt really good. She was getting aroused again. “Now, lets get to the mall, shall we?”
Her hands shook. It was hard for her to focus. She thought about all the lingerie she might be trying on. She could practically feel the sensation of the material pressed up tightly against her now large breasts and obscenely sensitive nipples. Just as Ranki reached out to shift gears, her hand reached out and stopped him. Her breathing was growing heavy as her breasts heaved in and out. Without thinking, she undid the belt she had so carefully applied and crawled up to him, purring like a kitten the entire time. “Raaaankiiii,” she moaned.
Ranki grinned at her as she purred. She climbed on top of him, straddling him, as he lifted the steering wheel. “My, Sarah. What’s with the sudden urge?” he said with a smirk.
“F-fuck me, Ranki…” she gasped, grinding herself against his crotch. She’d never use that language, but right now she just needed sex. She began to pull off her top, but Ranki stopped her and grabbed a hold of her massive breasts over her shirt. She already felt some wetness on her thigh. “P-please, fuck me hard, Ranki,” she begged, grinding against him even more.
Grinning, he undid the button, unzipped his jeans and took her hand. He gently guided her hand into the top of his pants and rubbed it against his erection. It wasn’t fully erected, but it felt at least nine inches. She gasped, feeling his hardened manliness in her hand, and began to gently stroke it. It was getting longer and harder as she continued. Ranki began to groan as his breathing hastened as well.
Her grip around his member tightened. She had never had such a rush before. The shower she took with him was nothing compared to this. It was like a need to have his manliness thrust deep inside her repeatedly. Sarah couldn’t help herself and pulled his fully erected penis out of his boxers. Ranki didn’t seem to care that she did it on her own accord and she rubbed it roughly against her slit. With a loud huff, she arched her back. It felt good against her like that. Suddenly, his arms went around her waist and his hands fondled her backside a bit. More purrs came from her; she was loving this. “R-Rankiiii,” she moaned, still rubbing the head against her wet lips.
Ranki lifted her up a bit and pulled her closer to him. By now, his head was buried into her, making her moan turn into a pleasurable scream. Grinning, he thrust his hips a bit, digging more of himself into her. “F-fuck me… fuck me,” she murmured repeatedly, her eyes clamped shut with pleasure and her face red with excitement and heat. Taking her hips, he thrust in home. With each thrust, he pulled her in closer to him, driving his lengthy shaft further in. “Yes, yes! O-oooh yes! Oh F-fuck… O-o-oh fuck!” she cried out, arching back and resting her head against the steering wheel. Her arms were pressing up against the roof of the car as she helped Ranki driving himself into new depths of her vagina. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” she couldn’t control herself. She jut her large breasts out as her nipples stiffened up, threatening to poke holes in her shirt. “Fuck me! Just fuck me hard, Ranki!”
Ranki reached up and grabbed a big part of her chest, taking extra care to run his palm over her long hard nipples. She continued to moan even louder as her legs went into overdrive and continued to pump him in and out of her with growing pace. His tail wrapped around her waist once and the tip of it nestled between her legs and rubbed itself against her turbocharged clit, eliciting a cry of ecstasy from the mewling Trianni. She was so wet Ranki knew he would have to put on a new pair of boxers when they got back from the mall. He thrust into her harder and faster, still playing with her nipples with his palms and fingers. His tail was applying more and more pressure against her clit.
“S-soooo close…” Sarah moaned as she worked her legs even harder to grind against him. Her legs closed around him tightly. She could feel his hardness against her clit now, and that was driving her even closer to her peak. Ranki was so long and hard and he knew exactly how to work every last inch of himself to maximize pleasure. “R-Raaankiiii! RANKI!!” she screamed as she arched her back impossibly. She pumped her hips harder and harder, faster and faster, and she moaned louder and louder. With a final powerful motion, she climaxed explosively. Breathless from such an incredible orgasm, she slumped forward against him. Within a few seconds, Ranki released a stream of his hot molten semen into her with a loud growl. She gasped softly feeling it course through her. “O-oh… Ranki…”
Ranki smirked to her face. “How was that, Sarah?” She had indeed loved every last second of it, and it was difficult to hide it from his watchful eye. With a light scoff, he shook his head. “You can’t hide anything from me, Sarah,” he said, holding her chin so she was looking at him. She blushed a little. “Now, clean me up,” he commanded.
Shivering, she pulled herself off him and knelt down on the floor. He was still fully erect, but now he was covered in a mixture of their juices. She wondered what he tasted like… She mentally slapped herself. She has to stay strong or she’ll lose sight of herself and who she really was. But, obviously, she had to obey Ranki. She couldn’t help that. Slowly, she leaned forward, closer to his member. She poked at the head with her tongue, making it twitch and stiffen a bit more. “T-the taste…” She blushed at the taste on her tongue. She wanted more. She quickly took it into her mouth and began to suck at it with growing need. More of this taste flooded her senses and her arousal was resurfacing. Without even thinking, her hand went down between her legs and ran her fingers softly against her clit. Ranki’s member hardened more, making her suck harder, wrapping her textured tongue around it. By now, she was bobbing her head up and down along the length. Sarah fought her gag reflex as the swollen head touched the far back of her throat. She moaned softly and purred, sending vibrations through his rod. He groaned as his hand rested at the back of her head, guiding her motions. Her fingers slipped into her soaking wet slit and pumped in and out faster, in rhythm to her bobbing. “O-oh my god… T-this is incredible!” She exploded in orgasm again, just as Ranki’s head burst, releasing his hot seed down her throat.
“Very good, Sarah,” Ranki said as he stroked her hair. Though she had swallowed, her lips were still wrapped around his shaft. “Are you sure you’ve never done this before? You seemed pretty skilled at it,” he said with a grin.
She looked to him with a glare and released his penis from her mouth. “You made me your whore, Ranki. Of course I’ll be skilled at this,” she said bitterly. As he adjusted his pants, she got off her knees and sat on the passenger’s seat. There was still wetness on her thighs from her juices, but she decided to ignore it. The only thing on her mind was getting to the mall, getting what they came for and going back. She didn’t want people to see her like this, though no one would recognize her. Ranki revved the engine up, shifted to Drive and backed out of the driveway. As he adjusted the rearview mirror to look up Sarah’s skirt, he stepped on the gas and set off with a smirk.
The mall was very cool inside. It wasn’t so hot outside where someone would be sweating profusely, but it was a little humid. The cold air felt great against Sarah’s long, beautiful legs. “The Veronica’s Secret is upstairs. We’ll be taking the elevator,” Ranki said, not looking to her. She knew why he wanted to take the elevator—he would slam on the stop button, press her up against the wall and pound into her roughly. She snickered something under her breath at the thought, but then her body began to react to it. A chill ran down her spine and struck her sex. Now she wanted it. They began walking to the elevator; Sarah with noticeable difficulty with her great breasts moving about under the shirt. “Having fun?” he asked her, wearing his standard cocky smirk.
Sarah didn’t pay him any mind. She didn’t want to arouse herself by looking at his face. Ranki pressed the button and the door opened quickly. Inside the elevator was a young mother and her little girl, probably no older than 3 or 4. Mentally sighing, this was both a good and a bad thing for Sarah. Though she had been disgusted at the thought of Ranki taking her in the confines of an elevator, she also wanted it to happen. “What kind of girl did he change me into?” she cursed him.
The woman looked to the two Trianni entering the elevator and smiled at them. “Hello,” she said.
“Mommy, they’re big kitties!” the girl exclaimed happily, pointing to Sarah.
“Yes, they’re called Trianni, sweetie,” the mother explained.
Sarah noticed a small smile on Ranki’s face—a genuine smile! She never thought she’d see that! “Would you like to see a magic trick?” he asked the girl, kneeling in front of her. The girl eagerly nodded. Sarah looked back at how Ranki was to her two years ago, and how he would show her tricks from his Trianni heritage. “Now, watch my hand closely,” he said, holding out his palm. It began to glow with a faint light. Sarah saw this one. He would create a small ball of harmless energy and control it with little actions from his finger. And, exactly as she remembered, a small whitish ball of energy emerged from his hand. By pointing his finger up, the ball slowly floated up into the air. The girl watched it with incredulous eyes. She must not have seen anything like this within her short time. Sarah was amazed at the way he was so kind and gentle with this little girl. As he made the ball whiz around the elevator with simple hand motions and the girl watched and clapped happily, Sarah began to think that maybe Ranki wasn’t as bad as she previously thought.
The elevator stopped and the doors opened. The little girl and her mother left first, both smiling happily. Sarah walked out after them with Ranki close behind her. “Ranki, what was that about?” she asked, her ear twitching a bit out of curiosity.
He scoffed. “As if I’m so evil that I want to traumatize a small child.” He crossed his arms as he followed her. “Were you expecting me to bang you in the elevator?” Ranki asked with his smirk again. Sarah’s legs shifted a little uncomfortably at the sight of his face. Why was it so arousing to her? “So, are we going to go to Veronica’s Secret or aren’t we?” Her face flushed again and she swallowed nervously. With a nod, she looked down. Instead of seeing the ground, her view was obstructed by her large chest. Her nipples were slightly erect. She hasn’t even been touched by him and she’s already becoming more aroused. This wasn’t good…
Inside the boutique were a lot of attractive young women looking around at the various pieces of fancy—and possibly over-priced—lingerie and nightwear. Sarah’s eyes skimmed over what she could see and what she saw left her breathless. “O-oh god,” she stammered. Ranki looked to her reaction with a grin. She looked back to him, face red as a tomato and narrowed her eyes at him.
“Getting turned on, Sarah?” She shook her head and turned her face away from him. He laughed a bit and walked up to the register.
“Hello, welcome to Veronica’s Secret,” the cashier said happily, smiling at the customer before her. “My name is Haley, how can I help you?” This woman was considerably attractive compared to the other employees, Sarah noted, as well as most of the female customers. Her face was perfect and very angelic, and her bright blue eyes shone with youth and energy. Looking down her body, Ranki could tell that she wasn’t very well endowed; she was at most an A-cup and her hips weren’t as wide. It was her face that attracted Ranki to the register.
“What’s he up to?” Sarah thought, watching as Ranki eyed the cashier. He wasn’t planning on doing to Haley what he did to herself, was he? She definitely hoped not—a small portion of her was absolutely unwilling to share him. Her tail frizzed in frustration, but she didn’t know why.
“Hello, I’m here to pick up something for my girlfriend here,” he said, gesturing to Sarah who was still standing at the doorway. “I just don’t know what exactly to look for, so it would be nice if you were to assist me in picking something out.”
Haley smiled at him again and nodded. “Alright then, let’s go back here and have a look around.” She left the register and another girl took her spot as she gestured for Ranki and Sarah to follow.
Sarah didn’t like this feeling. What was Ranki planning? It drover her nuts not knowing what kind of plots he was thinking of. “Damn it Ranki, why do you have to be so calculative and unpredictable?”
The saleswoman rummaged through some racks and pulled out various things to show Ranki, each one would be more flattering than the last. Sarah watched as well, but could never imagine her old self wearing anything like that. But her new form was another story. This new Trianni form was drop-dead gorgeous and downright sexy. Anything she wore would simply accentuate her sexiness even more. Ranki decided on a black silk teddy with holes in inappropriate places. Sarah felt her face heat up just looking at it, so she looked away quickly. He smirked at her reaction to it. “This one looks great,” he said to Haley.
“Okay, I’ll take your girlfriend to a changing room, and we can see what this looks like on her,” Haley said, smiling. Sarah didn’t know what was going on, but she had a feeling that Ranki had something in mind. Haley walked passed Sarah and smiled at her. “This way.” Sarah swallowed loudly and followed the petite salesperson into the changing room. Once inside the small room, Haley placed the teddy up on the hanger and turned to the Trianni girl. “Your boyfriend seems nice,” she began.
Sarah shook her head at her. “No, he isn’t…” Haley looked to her with a slightly confused expression. “He’s plotting something, Haley; something that involves you…”
She smiled a bit and shook her head. “Oh, come on. We’ve only just met. Why would he plot against me?”
“No, you have to listen to me,” Sarah said, becoming a little more hysterical. “He did this to me,” she said, gesturing to her newly formed body. “I was a human before today! I didn’t have breasts like this! He transformed me into this!”
Haley looked to her blankly. “And I used to be a cat.” Sarah’s eyes widened. Of course no one would believe her. “Am I on one of those hidden camera shows or something? You’re a really good actress,” she said with a smile.
“You’re on something better than that, Haley,” Ranki’s voice came from outside the changing room. The girls inside looked to the door and the knob began to turn. Slowly the door opened, revealing to them Ranki’s fanged grin and evil amber eyes.
“I’m sorry, but you can’t come in here, sir,” Haley said, trying to hold up her smile. His expression was scaring her a bit. He stepped into the room and shut the door with his tail. “Please, you have to wait outside.” Sarah was shaking as she pressed up against the wall behind her. She was right; Ranki was up to something.
“You see, Haley, I came here to do some shopping, but not the kind of shopping you’re thinking of,” he said darkly, looking right into her blue, almost shimmering eyes. “Sarah here needs a playmate, you see.” Haley stepped back and looked over her shoulder to the frightened girl against the wall. Just as she turned to look at Ranki again, he placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed up against the side wall. Looking into his eyes, she swallowed hard. “W-what kind of s-shopping?” she asked curiously, bordering on fear.
With a grin, his feline-like tongue licked his lips hungrily. “Girl shopping… And I think I’ve just found my purchase.” Haley’s eyes widened once he said that. She opened her mouth to call for security, but Ranki covered her mouth with his tail by wrapping it around her like a gag. “Ah-ah-ah, no screaming, Haley…” Haley’s eyes clamped shut as tears streamed down her lovely face. “You’re gonna love what I do to you…”
End of Chapter 3: Shopping
"Ranki!" Sarah cried out, grabbing his attention from the poor shop girl in his clutches. "Let her go, Ranki," she begged him, getting to her feet from her sitting position, "She has nothing to do with us at all. Please... Let her go..." Ranki scoffed at her and shook his head. "Ranki! I'm begging you! Let her go!"
With his tail, he swatted her across the face roughly. It was a very strong tail whip and it surprised her. "Sarah, I don't like your tone," he said simply as she rubbed her face. "Remember out little talk? Where you do as I say without question?" She looked away. She disobeyed him, and was likely to be punished now. "I don't need your approval for this shopping trip, yet you're trying to get me to change my mind? No-no-no, Sarah..." He looked her with a gleam in his eyes. "Just sit here like a good kitty and play with yourself," Ranki commanded.
Sarah's hair stood on end when he completed his sentence. "He wants me to do what!? In a public place!?" she thought. Before she realized it, she took a seat back down and spread her legs and her hand began to softly rub her thigh. "W-what?" Fighting against her own body, she tried to stop her hand from traveling further up to her crotch--of course, failing. A soft purr filled the dressing room as she stroked her thigh and crept up closer to her moist lips. "N-no! Don't listen to him!" she scolded herself mentally. However, her hands weren't paying attention to what she was thinking and pushed a few fingers into her waiting slit. She continued to purr louder as her fingers worked themselves in and out.
Haley and Ranki watched as Sarah pleasured herself right before their eyes. Ranki grinned, as to be expected, but Haley watched only in confusion. The saleswoman looked to Ranki, about to speak, but she kept her mouth closed as the dark Trianni turned back to look at her with one of his standard sinister grins. Swallowing loudly, she built up the courage to speak. "W-what did you do to her?" she asked.
Ranki responded with one of his standard sinister grins. "You'll find out soon enough, Haley." He pressed her up against the wall with his strong tail, freeing his arms from having to hold the girl up. Slowly, his hands reached for the base of her top and began to pull it off over her head.
Haley's blue eyes grew wide and fearful. She was about to be raped by this intimidating Trianni! "P-please! D-don't do this! I have a boyfriend!" she begged, tears threatening to stream forth.
With her top off, he had clear access to her shoulder. He licked his pearly white fangs as he hiked up her skirt, revealing a nice pair of lacey panties over her shaven mound. "Oh, what a shame. You won't be seeing him anymore," he said in an apathetic tone. She sobbed loudly and clamped her eyes shut as Ranki began to pull her panties off.
"At least I lost my virginity to someone that mattered to me," she thought as tears began to freely pour. She and her boyfriend had been going out for more than two full years, and they tried to wait until they were married to have sex, but temptation got the better of them. They promised to never regret what they have done. For this, Haley was grateful. But the thought of never seeing him again was unbearable. Was she going to be raped and then murdered? She didn't want to think of that. "Please... Let me go, sir... I won't say anything to the police or anyone; just don't do this to me--" Her begging ceased abruptly as Ranki had thrust into her with his full length. "A-AHH!! P-PLEASE!! NO!!" she screamed, hoping someone would come to her aid.
"Scream all you want, Haley!" Ranki grunted as he continued to violate his victim with his monstrous appendage, "No one will come!" He thrust into her rapidly like a wild animal in heat as she continued to cry out in pain. "Face it! You're fucked! Both figuratively and literally!" Ranki said with an evil cackle.
Sarah was still busy with her furious masturbating, and she had climaxed nearly four times since she started. She couldn't disobey Ranki--he never told her to stop--so she continued with this as the employee was being raped right before her eyes. Looking into Haley's face as it became distorted in pain, Sarah knew she had to help, but her body wouldn't allow it. It was as if her body was in complete control instead of her mind. "O-oh, Haley... I-I'm so s-sorry," she lamented to herself as she arched her back and drove her fingers further into herself. The seat was completely soaked in her juices.
Haley had never been taken like this. She and her boyfriend had done it a few times while standing, but this was so different. Of course, rape was rape, but she couldn't help but feel some pleasure from this. Ranki was at least twice the size of her boyfriend, and almost twice as skilled. She bit her lip tightly to prevent herself from screaming out and letting Ranki know she enjoyed it. "T-this is so wrong! But why does it feel so good!?" With a few more thrusts, she just couldn't take it. Her mouth opened wide as a long, loud moan came from her. "O-ooooh yes~~~~!"
"That's it! Feel it!" Ranki growled as his rutting went to a feverish pace. His groaning only egged Haley on, as she continued to moan louder and louder, her hands moving up to caress her small breasts and perky nipples through her lacey bra. "Feel it as I fuck you harder than anyone else has!" Much like when he was raping Sarah the day before, his fangs began to sharpen as his blood boiled and he intensified his driving into Haley. "Almost there..."
His girth was now stimulating her clit. She began to wonder of her boyfriend even knew where her clit was. "O-oh god! Oh! Oh god! More!" Haley gasped repeatedly as her fingers pushed under the cups of her bra. She had begun to grind her crotch against him, and her legs wrapped around his waist. "This tail," she thought, realizing it was the tail that was holding her up against the wall! There Haley stood, practically hovering in the air as his thrusting became more primal and vicious, but she was just loving this! "H-harder! N-now!" she growled.
Ranki's mouth opened wide as a series of gasps and groans come from him. Haley looked his way at just the right moment to see his razor sharp fangs. Though frightened, she continued to grind against his manhood. The Trianni complied with her request to drive harder, and did it rapidly. He roared as this happened and clamped his fangs into her shoulder and flooded her sex with his semen explosively.
As she felt his load spurt into her, it sent Haley other the edge in ways she felt possible. She had achieved multiple orgasms, and was enjoying every second of it. The pleasure she felt was so incredible. She was so busy with her senses, she had no idea Ranki had bitten into her with his sharp fangs, even as the blood rushed to the surface and spilled down her back. "O-oh, my," was all she could say, followed by several heavy gasps.
Ranki pulled his fangs out of her shoulder and licked the blood off them with his tongue. "For someone with a boyfriend, you certainly enjoyed this." Haley looked away, completely ashamed. It was rare that her boyfriend would ever give her even one orgasm in all the times they've had sex, and this rapist brought her to her peak several times at once. She didn't want to admit it, but this was the best sex she's ever had. "Tell me you're a whore, Haley," he said with a grin. "Tell me you're a filthy whore."
Haley sobbed and looked away. "I'm a filthy, filthy whore!" she said as loud as she could.
"Good girl. I'll reward you with this..." Suddenly, Haley arched her back as her clit pulsed rapidly, causing her to moan loudly. Her hips were gyrating on their own as she rubbed at her clit fiercely. Her moaning continued for another few seconds as her sexual juices slid down her thighs, leaving her gasping for air. "If you do as I say without question, I'll give you a powerful orgasm, much like the one you just had."
"H-how... are you doing this?" the girl asked, almost shaking. This was so strange.
He grinned and looked to the still masturbating Sarah. "You may stop, Sarah," he commanded. Almost immediately, her fingers withdrew from her sex coated with a thick layer of her cum. "Come and show Haley your mark." She stood shakily--sitting with her legs spread for so long, she was a little sore--and approached Haley with her back to her. Ranki lifted the back of her shirt enough to show the shop girl the black tattoo-like marking on her shoulder blade. "This is my marking, Haley," he said, outlining the mark on Sarah's back, making the girl purr at the touch. "The mark shows everyone that the person bearing the mark is my property." He could tell she was confused, so he decided to clarify a bit more. "When I bit you, I left a mark on you, just like this one."
"S-so, I-I'm like a branded c-cow!?"
"Absolutely correct, my dear girl." He pulled Sarah's shirt back down and moved her beside him. "And with that mark, I have control over your body, your actions and your thoughts."
Haley began to shake. "Y-you're lying!" she spat. "It's impossible!"
Ranki laughed loudly at that comment. "If you don't believe me, I'll show you." He grinned at her as he looked her right in the eyes. "But not right now. First, we're going to go back to my place, and then we'll have some fun." The two girls looked to each other; Sarah scared half to death, and Haley still confused and more than a little frightened. "Get your shirt back on, but put your bra and panties in this bag," he said, lifting a store bag. Haley did as she was told and tossed her underwear into it. "Now, go around the store and buy as much sexy lingerie as you can. Make sure to grab a wide range of sizes."
Haley nodded slowly as her body shook. Taking the bag from him, she stepped out of the changing room and began to grab just about anything she could. But she wasn't understanding something: why was she doing as he said? It couldn't be because of the mark he said he placed on her, could it? She didn't believe in witchcraft or voodoo of any kind. But she was compelled to obey this man. She saw Ranki and Sarah as they made their way to the store entrance and waited. Sarah was looking straight at her and mouthed something to her. "I'm sorry?" Haley said to herself. Why was Sarah saying she was sorry? This wasn't making sense.
"Ooh, Haley, what's all this stuff for?" Haley's friend behind the counter asked cattily as she rang up everything Haley picked out.
Haley shuffled nervously. "M-my boyfriend's birthday is today," she lied. "I wanna do something 'special' for him."
"Wow, he sure is gonna like this present," she said with a wink. Haley looked away, with a mixture of shame and embarrassment. "The total is $516.95. With the 25% employee discount, that's $387.71." She reached into her pocket and pulled out her debit card. She was actually going to do this! Good thing she only has $400 in her account--he told her to buy as much as she could, and this was her limit. But exactly why was she even listening to him? She was still so confused. "Thank you, Haley," her friend said, handing her card back. "I hope he really enjoys this."
"T-thank you," she responded and took her purchases. "Can you cover for me?" she asked nervously. Her friend smiled and nodded at her. "T-thanks." With that, she turned and headed for the entrance.
"Very Good work, Haley," he said with his grin widening. "Now, let's get out of here and head home, shall we?" he said as he turned and left the store, heading for the elevator.
Sarah sighed, looking away as Haley nodded and began to follow. "I-is he crazy or something?" Haley asked Sarah as they both exited the shop.
"Y-yes, but he's telling the truth about that mark," she said, body quivering a little. "He made me what I am... I wasn't a Trianni until today... And my breasts weren't this big..."
Haley looked down at herself. Could Ranki possibly do that to her as well? She always wanted to be more curvacious; a pair of nice big breasts, a moderately slim waist that fans out into a beautiful pair of hips and a nice perfect posterior. Maybe this would be a good thing after all.
The trio road the elevator down to the bottom floor. The elevator was very quiet aside from the whirring of the motor. Sarah was fidgeting nervously. Would Ranki hit the stop button and try to have his way with her and Haley? The last time she was saved by the mother and her daughter, but now it was just her, Ranki and Haley. Ranki made his way for the panel, and Sarah held her breath. Maybe he wouldn't? She was certainly hoping he wouldn't...
Ding! went the elevator, and the doors opened. Apparently, he was heading for the door; not the panel. He looked back at the girls and smirked. "C'mon. Everyone off," he said. They obeyed and stepped off the elevator as other people walked in. Sarah could feel someone's eyes on her from the crowd herded in, but it didn't make her uncomfortable. She looked back and there stood a tall Trianni with kind eyes and a gentle smile aimed at her. She blushed and looked away shyly. "Something the matter, Sarah?" Ranki asked slyly, looking to her reaction.
"N-no, not at all, Ranki," she said, not looking to him. But she felt something while looking into that other Trianni's eyes. Exactly what, she couldn't place it. She was so focused on the way he looked at her, she didn't even realized that they had exited the mall and got into Ranki's car.
"Now, lets go have some... fun," he said dangerously, looking at his new toy, Haley. He started the engine, pulled out of the parking lot, and sped off down the road to his place.
Ranki lead the girls back inside his house and into his room. He had Haley drop the bag in the corner of the room, which she had obediently done quickly. "Well, you certainly learned fast, didn't you?" he commented at her, making her look away. "Now, what were we going to do?" he asked, smirking as he looked to his two playthings.
Haley shook as she felt his eyes her. But it wasn't out of fear. She felt herself becoming aroused as she thought about what Sarah was saying about how Ranki changed her. "T-this mark," she began and swallowed loudly, "w-what can it really do?"
"Anything I want," he answered. "Take a look at Sarah. She was a weak human much like yourself, Haley. But now..." He looked to Sarah. "Now she's a super sexy slut at my command." Sarah simply looked away.
"C-can you... do the same to me?"
Sarah looked to Haley with wide eyes. "H-Haley! You have no idea what you're saying!" she shouted, trying to reason with Haley.
"Sarah, shut up," Ranki commanded, crossing his arms and focusing on Haley. Suddenly, Sarah was unable to find her voice. She didn't want this kind of thing to happen to Haley, but it seems that what she wanted didn't matter in the least. "So, Haley... Since you've been such a good girl, I'll give you whatever you desire..."
Haley looked to Ranki and then looked down to herself. "I... I want my body to be sexy," she said nervously. "M-my boyfriend always made fun of me for being flat..." Just as she said that, something began to happen. Looking down, she saw that her top was rapidly filling out. Her breasts were swelling at an alarming rate, but Haley was loving it. Finally, she had breasts, and they were still growing. She arched back and jut her chest out, moaning as sensitivity increased. Cup after cup they grew, her shirt stretching out over her expanding mounds. She was well passed a double-D, but they continued to push outward faster and faster. More of her flesh was exposing itself as her shirt began to tear. Her nipples were growing just as fast as her breasts. Finally when her shirt snapped open, the fabric whipped her rock hard nipples, and caused her to shudder with increasing arousal. When they finally stopped, she guessed she was a double-G cup. "O-oh god... T-that was so hot..."
"Try watching it," Ranki said with a smirk. Haley took another look at her new chest and was thrilled to finally have a pair of great big breasts to flaunt about. "But there's still more in store for you." Her suddenly felt tighter. Much much tighter, and it was still tightening. Her hands went to her sides and she felt them bulging out to meet her palms. It hit her that her hips were becoming wider and her backside more plump. This was like a dream come-true for Haley; she just couldn't believe this was happening to her.
She felt the skirt rip down the sides enough to allow movement, but her hips and backside continued to expand outward. "O-ooh," she moaned as her fingers went straight for her wet hot slit and pumped in and out in a frenzied attempt to orgasm. It didn't take too long, with her arousal swelling in tandem with her hips, and she came incredibly hard. She moaned as loud as she could as her face distorted in pure pleasure. As her juices dripped through her hands and onto her thighs, she continued to finger herself. She was also feeling herself becoming taller as her legs lengthened to balance her growth out. Orgasm after orgasm, she finally dropped to her hands and knees, breathless and with her new perfectly round bottom high up in the air. "O-oh... Oh yeah..."
Ranki was impressed with this one. She was actually getting off on all the changes he was making to her body. He didn't even have to alter her mind. She went from a small girl with a petite figure to a tall, beautiful amazoness reeking of sexuality. "You, Haley, are a work of art," he commented, looking over her. She mumbled something in response to him. "What was that? You'll have to speak up."
She shook violently and looked up at him with hungry eyes. "Give me more!" she growled at him. "I need more!" She sat up on her knees and jut her huge chest out. "Milk! Fill them with milk and lots of it!"
He crossed his arms and looked to her. "Why should I? This is supposed to be for my pleasure," he said with a smirk.
"I'll let you fuck my asshole," she responded quickly, but in a very sexy tone. And then it happened. Her breasts began to feel heavier; much heavier. "U-uhh! O-ooooh yessss!" she moaned as her nipples began to swell up and turn purple from the pressure. They rounded out some too as she felt her pulse send ripples of pleasure through her large round breasts. Instantly, her hands went to her nipples and began to pull them in a milking fashion. She felt the warm milk surge from her now-ultra-sensitive nipples as it dribbled down the slope of her huge breasts. More load moans filled the room as more milk ran down her chest, down her abdomen, and into her sex. "Yeah! Yeeaah," she repeated in a high-pitched voice as she humped the air. Within instants, she came to yet another orgasm and collapsed back onto her hands.
Ranki approached her from behind and spanked her upraised backside, making her yelp. "I'll take you up on that offer later, Haley."
Sarah watched on in surprise at what Haley wanted to be done to her. Just by seeing how she was at the Veronica's Secret, no one would have guessed that she was so kinky behind closed doors. If Ranki doesn't have to change anything in her mind, that's pretty sad," she thought, shaking her head at Haley. A chill suddenly ran down her spine. She instinctively looked to Ranki with a sense of fear. True to her intuition, Ranki was glaring at her with a suspicious smirk.
"Sarah, are you thirsty?" he asked with a touch of evil in his voice. She immediately shook her head quickly. She knew what he was planning. "Oh, come on. I know you are." His eye gleamed for a moment as she felt her lips dry up. Now she was really thirsty. Struggling, she shook her head no again. "Don't be silly, Sarah... Drink..."
She shook in defeat. Ranki's will was just too powerful for her. She looked to the incredibly curvacious Haley and crawled to her, eyes locked on her nipples. Without a word at all, she dove at the girl's left breast and began to suckle for all she's worth. The milk streamed down her throat and into her stomach and it tasted heavenly. Like a mixture of cream and vanilla. As she drank, a light heat raced through her body, particularly in her breasts and inner thighs. Sarah shuddered as her right hand cupped Haley's right breast, and her left hand climbed between her own legs to her dripping sex.
Haley moaned as she felt a pair of warm lips wrap around her nipple. Quickly, she pulled Sarah in closer, pushing more of her breast in the Trianni's girl's mouth. She felt her sharp fangs pierce her skin, and that only aroused her more. "R-right there," she gasped. "R-right there!" she repeated and pushed Sarah's right hand more against the breast, milk spurting out and getting all over her hand. In a few seconds, Haley pulled Sarah closer so Sarah's knee was pushing against her soaked vagina. "M-more... More!"
Sarah's breathing hastened as her fingering picked up. What was in this milk? It was making her horny. She ground her knee against the other girl's slit, causing a moan and jut her breasts out more, giving Sarah better access. Sarah sucked and sucked at her nipple and guzzled down the contents. Without even a prompt, she moved to the left and suckled in a frenzy. Her fingers moved in and out with greater speed as she felt herself near orgasm.
"Y-Yes! Yes yes yes!" Haley screamed out, grinding her crotch against Sarah's knee. "T-this feels better than sex!" she thought with a moan. She could feel the milk draining from her breast and Sarah's teeth biting and nibbling at her flesh and nipple. It was just an incredible feeling. "Harder! Suck harder!"
Sarah did as she was told and sucked harder at Haley's ever hardening nipple while putting more force against the drenched vagina at her knee. As soon as the milk ran out in the right breast, she climbed on top of Haley and locked lips with her hungrily. Her hands roamed the other girl's body and settled on her still wet slit. The fingers pumped in and out furiously, bringing loud moans to her mouth. Sarah's tongue snaked into Haley's mouth as she rubbed her breasts against Haley's giant mounds.
Haley responded to Sarah's passions with her own fierce kiss and feverish fingering. Both girls were crying out in ecstacy as orgasm rushed through them and they both climaxed at the same time. They lay together, resting in a puddle their own sweat and Haley's sweet milk. "Amazing," Haley gasped, fingers still in Sarah's sex, rubbing softly at her clit.
Ashamed of her loss of self control, Sarah climbed off Haley and rushed away from her. The wetness was sticking to her thighs and she felt disgusted. Ranki laughed at Sarah's reaction and shook his head. "I made the milk an instant aphrodisiac to anyone who drinks it... well, except for me. I wouldn't want to lose control, now would I girls?"
"No, Master," Haley said as she sat up.
"M-Master?!" Sarah exclaimed.
Before Sarah can say any more, there was a slow clapping. "Well done, Haley. You're certainly on the ball." Haley looked over her shoulder at Ranki and blushed bright red. "I'll reward you again later."
"Noooo, Master," Haley begged, turning to face him, huge breasts resting in her lap, "I want more..."
Ranki thought for a second and smirked devilishly. "I wonder; Haley, why did you want your tits to fill with milk?"
Haley licked her lips and smirked at him sexily. "I dunno; I guess I wanted to be a milk-cow."
"Milk-cow, eh?" He liked the idea. "Well, I don't see any harm in it," the dark Trianni said and looked to Haley fiercely.
With his eyes on her, Haley had a strange feeling in her throat. She wasn't sure what it was. Opening her mouth, she let out a loud, long moo. "A-ah? W-what was that?" she asked, followed by another moo. She got onto all fours and continued to moo loudly. Her ears were changing quickly--they became very long and floppy as her short brown hair lengthened to just over her backside. Her skin began to darken to a nice golden tan which darkened into a brown from her knees and elbows down, ending with black fingernails and toenails. She mooed more and arched her back as a long brown tail extended from her spine and ended with a nice little tuff of brown hair. "W-what's h-happening," she stammered and mooed again. With a throbbing pain in her head, she felt two small horns burst from her forehead just near her temples. Spots of brown appeared on her arms, legs, back and backside and her body began to ache. When it was all finished, she struggled to her feet.
"Welcome, Haley, the Cow-girl," Ranki said with a grin.
She turned and ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror. She mooed with delight at how sexy she had become. Also, she noted that she had a little more muscle tone than before, and that only added to her exotic majesty. "This is so great!" she exclaimed and looked back to Ranki with a needy look in her eye. "M-Master," she said cutely, "I want to see how this new form can please you..." She approached him and pressed her enormous breasts against his chest. "Please allow me to pleasure you," Haley said, in a sexy, breathless tone.
Ranki grinned at her and slapped her backside, making her moo and push more against him. "Sure; why not. I haven't forgotten about our deal," he said as her groped at the fleshy cheek of her backside. "Get in the shower. It'll be more fun in there." Haley quickly got into the shower as if the offer would expire any moment. Ranki turned to look at Sarah in the corner and smirked. "Shower's big enough for three," he said, obviously extending the offer to her.
She huffed and looked away, almost childishly. "Three's a crowd, Ranki."
Ranki laughed at her remark and shook his head. "Do I sense a little jealousy?" Instead of answering, Sarah stood there motionless and looked away. "In any case, Haley and I will be showering. If you want to join--"
"Go to hell," Sarah interrupted.
"Been there, done that," he joked with a menacing smirk. "One of these days, Sarah, you'll come to accept your life as my sex slave just as Haley did." Silence. He turned on his heel and headed for the bathroom, discarding his clothes as he did so.
As soon as he shut the door, Sarah left the room and into the living room. "'Jealousy?' In his dreams," she said aloud to herself. "Why would I be jealous?" Sitting in a seat, she closed her eyes and sighed in frustration. In a moment, she heard the shower running and the mooing and moaning from Haley started. She sat up and listened for a second and shook her head quickly. "Maybe now he won't pick on me..." she said, perhaps a little hurt. She caught her tone and quickly slapped herself. "Stop it! You can't be jealous!" By now she was shaking. "O-oh no," she gasped. "I... am jealous!"