Before absorbing the herd, Issac was a hazardous mix match of different bodies and elements. Covered in icy vines with veins of liquid magma, a tail that started off furry but ended with reptilian scales, a granite underbody, four massive arms each made of of a different element, two demonic wings that looked comically small compared to his massive body and a blue wolffish muzzle.
Now, Mary thought, he actually didn’t look like too much of a freak of nature. If she had never met Issac, she might of believed he was a native to the Cloud Plane.
Issac’s body was surprisingly uniform. The majority of his visible flesh was made of cloud, slough one could still see traces of other elements. His body was mostly reptilian, his white scales while pretty were completely redundant for defense because of the soft properties of the cloud. His head took on an appearance similar to the basilisk Issac had fought not too long ago although his head now had two pairs of ears, one equine and one canine alongside his horns.
Issac still retained his four arms, now scaled and bestial, each muscle in them throbbing with pure strength. Not to mention his white feathered wings that had a total wingspan of about twenty feet. All in all, Issac now looked like a very tall cloud lizard man with two angelic wings and most importantly (in Ilvir’s opinion) two canine cocks, each over two feet tall and barely covered by a metallic loincloth formed by Issac’s armor which was now spread out to the limits.
Issac then took a step and felt pure joy in his speed in moving. His entire body felt weightless. Any step he took was natural and easy. Whenever he jumped, he would slowly float down unless he willed himself to fall faster.
“Yes, this is amazing, finally, I am free from the constraints of weight!” Issac shouted in an uncharacteristic glee. Ignoring Ilvir and Mary who both only watched with amazement, Issac tested the limits of his body. He was so fast he could likely climb up the mountain in an hour and fly up it in a minute. The harsh mountain weather no long affected him and after what felt like years of being trapped in a heavy slow body, Isaac was glad to even be able to move without any extended effort.
As Issac played around the mountain, flying and jumping to his hearts content, Mary stood alone on the plateau, Ilvir had long gone with Issac to enjoy themselves and Issac’s new body, but Mary politely refused. Her mind was stuck on replay, continuously watching the battle between Issac and Sagittarius. Specifically the sex. Her eyes had captured every detail, the throbbing of Issac’s thick cocks, Sagittarius’ big balls which bounced with every thrust from Issac, and the absolute look of hunger in Issac’s eyes as he pounded away at Ilvir.
Perhaps it was because she was watching intercourse that involved a cloud creature, or maybe Issac’s lust gaze had affected her too, but either way, Mary couldn’t shake that strange feeling she felt in her belly. She absentmindedly rubbed the cloud cloth between her legs, expecting to feel something but not. Unbeknownst to her, the area between her legs, once pure white, started to darken ever slightly.