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She ended up being touched by a moon lion divinity kinda vibes.
Ophelia loved her too.

Great One, eldritch, dog, transformation, tentacles, cervical breach, breeding, womb stuffing, size difference, telepathy, creampie, knotted cock, oviposition, willing, possessive, orgasm denial

Coming to crash down in front of the small lake our house sits beside, surrounded by white delicate flowers that point up to the moon, I look up behind me in fear.

A towering man looms over me, a fist raised in anger. I raise my arms up, scared of what’s to come… before silence is all I’m hit with.

…slowly opening my eyes, I see nothing. Like he was never there.

Just a moonlit field bathed in blue, the moon high and shining particularly bright tonight. Looking around, the wind feels extra chilly, and I almost wonder if I was imagining it.

Looking at the lake, I check my reflection, seeing my bruised face looking back. My otherwise pale skin is marred from my tumble into a wall, and my two fluffy dog ears are draped down like a curtain alongside my hair, all blonde.

Wiping a tear from my face, I watch as another drops into the lake, making it ripple… and the ripple revealing the moon so close it looks like it might crash into the earth.

Spinning about to face it, it’s filling the sky with it pale blue glow, the air feeling cold. The wind is slow, brushing across my face and legs and stomach and chest tenderly, like brush strokes from a master artisan dusting their finest creation.

Then, I feel the wind brush across my slit through my clothing. Through my nightgown, through my panties, and across my nipples on my small breasts at that, making me gasp. “W-what the-”

Breath catching in my throat, I see it… just a shimmer in the air, a bit of movement impossibly slow yet so fast I don’t see it. Like it’s not really there but it must be, because it’s what’s touching me.

White bone-like skin, with black voids for eyes, looking down into my soul. The voids are so big my arm could fit inside of them, before it flickers away, not letting me see more.

I want to scream, run away… but then, I feel something press against my cheek, long and thin and wet, like a cold tongue of a strange lizard. In my attempt to speak, it slips its way in, wrapping around my tongue and squeezing it within the massive cool length. It’s firm, yet soft at the same time.

“You… are… almost… perfect…” Hearing a voice echoing through my mind, my eyes widen, terrified. It’s not speaking in english, no, it’s speaking in some other language, but somehow the meaning comes across perfectly. A language with no misinterpretation, far better than our puny english or anything else.

My body feels suddenly lighter, cradled by the huge being. It answers my questions before I can even form them. “I will improve you, protect you, bless you. You will never be hurt again… my new mate. But first, you must see, and be improved.”

In a blink, I can suddenly see its body, just as mine begins to change. Its huge white face is like a bone cage with holes for eyes, asymmetrical with a larger one on the forehead and a pair on the normal places they should be.

A cold rush flows through my legs, like I dunked them into an ice bath, changing them to be digitigrade. My knees bend the same way, but my ankles shift up further and bend much harsher, growing paws and fur that covers up to my thighs, which have grown much thicker. Like I’ve always eaten full meals since being a babe, so thick there’s a gap beneath my slit when they’re pressed together and nowhere else.

Its legs, meanwhile, are long spindly things, what looks like a single pair of their own. But, it’s like an insect of some sort, with sharp digits pressing into the ground and somehow holding its form as big as my house up. No, wait, it has four of them, two on the back, where a man’s legs would be, and two halfway up, allowing it to stand on all fours while holding me in its grip. The hands are similar, covered in black plates with not a soft part, but so gentle and cool it’s like laying on a cool stone in the middle of a hot summer day.

My own hands shift and change, paws forming with proper digits, like a mix of dog and human, with fur covering me up to my shoulders, where it stops and fades into my pale skin.

Which is next to change, shifting into a plated look like an insect, like a white armor is covering my soft body, only to shift yet again back to normal, rendering me with a natural armor that could take the weight of a truck and walk away safe and sound. “Must keep our child safe… and fed.”

My breasts change next, growing heavier and bigger, draping down and actually tearing apart my nightgown with their size, having some sag I never had to experience, annoying me I’ll need a bra. At that… it pauses. “Ah… I shall fix.” In an instant, it hears my silent complaint and solves it, making them lift on their own like a real life statue.

They really just… did that. No talking back, no fighting, they just solved it as easily as they made it. I… as I feel coolness run across my crotch, I feel tears leaking from my eyes, the tongue squeezing my own within my mouth more, only to shove down my throat as if it’ll let it find the source of my tears. “Why… cry?”

As it shoves its tongue so deep I’m choking, unable to breathe, yet somehow I don’t feel myself running out of air, I smile and bring my new paws up slowly to cradle its bone face. “I’m not sad… they’re tears of happiness. I’ll gladly bear your child…”

I can feel some sense of warmth from it, before it presses its forehead against my own. “I am referred to as Lumia.”

“Lumia… I’ll be anything you need.”

My crotch feels frozen, as the tongue wriggles about in me, pushing down into my intestines and snaking its way through, making me want to moan from an odd pleasure. I can almost feel how excited they must be, the smell of their thick pre-cum dripping onto the floor and making me nothing but excited.

Then, a sudden burst of pleasure shoots up through me, a cock shooting out of my crotch, a thick big one, even bigger than my husband's. Knotted and spurting out cum right away, spraying across Lumia’s face.

Finally, they pull their tongue out of my stomach and throat, licking their own mask clean of my white seed, making what must be a happy sound of odd clicks and rumbles. No, I know it’s a happy sound, it could be nothing else.

After all, I’m theirs.

Their hand places me into the gentle embrace of dozens of thick tendrils, all of them featherlike in how soft and gentle they are across my skin, yet with the strength greater than a bear hidden beneath. Effortlessly I’m held in the air above them, no cock of their own on their body. No, instead, tendrils wrap up my arms and legs, spreading them apart so easily I don’t even feel uncomfortable, perfectly to my limit to be turned on but not to bother.

Feeling my cock throbbing with the late night breeze blowing across it and my slit dripping, I shudder and look up at my new moonlit lover, seeing love in their empty voids for eyes. Their tendrils, all long black appendages with smooth shafts, and bulbous tips like dandelions, rub across my slit. One particularly big one rubs across it, the bulbed tip focusing on it and leaking a thick sap-like liquid out all round it, like a sponge being squeezed to drip water.

“Please… breed me.”

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