My name? I guess i can call myself Ruby. Although my former name is Jackson. Even if it doesn't matter.
It all happened so quickly, all those days ago, all those weeks ago. I had been walking down an alleyway, night quickly approaching, trashbag in hand i had opened the dumpster next to my apartment building and discarded it before making my way to the local supermarket to buy some food for tonight and tomorrow. It was in america, in california. It just so happened that i was to only guy in the area, so obviously, i get cornered by a couple guys, one of them bearing a handgun. I remember being scared as the other guys brandished knives and began threatening me. I, believe it was for my money, yeah, pretty sure it was my money.
Then before you know it, we're all on the concrete ground, grasping at our chests as an intense feeling suddenly embraced us, That was when it started, the clock reaching exactly midnight, the day humanity changed for the better or for the worse.
My change was the worst amongst me and the criminals as their leader simply turned into an amazon, titanic f-cup jugs hung relative upon the extremely well-toned amazonian body enchristened in tanned skin, voluptious curves and long, black hair.
one of the other guys became a harpy, E-cup tits hanging on a petite frame with wide egg-laying hips, bird-like legs and feathered wings instead of arms.
The other one became a blood-demon, f-cup tits hung on a crimson-skinned, extremely well-toned body with raven-black claws, fangs, horns and satanic markings that ran down from the left side of her face, starting under her crimson eye and ending on her left foot.
And then there was mine, the intense feeling in my chest became a merciless storm of searing heat as it almost felt like there was a star inside of me, a star of pure pain. It was so instense that I couldn't even percieve my own screaming, atleast until my lungs stopped working together with my hearing as the changes started. My skin felt like if it was about to burst, an intense feeling was concentrated on my shoulderblades, tailbone and chest. while the skin on my limbs and my back seemed to sear, skin dying, then being shedded as crimson red scales took its place underneath. Overall, my entire body was growing as my clothes were mercilessly torn apart, the skin which wasn't falling off thickened, all hair that wasn't on my scalp fell off together with skin or retracted back into my body the thickening skin also began smoothening as my body gained a feminine shape as my hips ballooned outwards together with my uncovered butt with exception of my limbs as they began growing even larger than they were previously, my hands became massive, strong 4-digit claws, a similar process happening to my legs as they became digitigrade, large and crowned with large claws which dug into the concrete below. My face became feminine as it grew in proportion to my larger body, my large claws having clutched my head as my dirty brown hair was replaced by ruby strands which grew until it reached my proportionately plump ass. Meanwhile my chest had began taking the proper shape of a female as mounds began forming out of my thickening skin which had began taking the brown of a healthily tanned individual. The mounds grew in bursts until it reached E-cup (relative to my size) when the massive scaled bumps on my tailbone and shoulderblades finally chose to take proper shape, my tailbone burst out into a long and fat, crimson-scaled tail with a belly the same colour as my skin. From my shoulderblades erupted two enormous wings, quickly growing carpets of orange membrane, hardened spike of bone jutted out from the hand from which the long fingers of the wings, protecting it from upward assault, with small spikes tipping the ends of the fingers. And after the appearance of three additional limbs, the already massive mounds of flesh hanging from my chest ballooned into even larger mounds, reaching (relative to my size) J-cup, putting the breasts of my former assailants to shame. And so the finishing touches happened, my eyes becoming crimson, reptillian slits, my ears becoming sensitive fins nestling among my ruby hair, my teeth reforming into wickedly sharp teeth capable of rending muscle, skin and tissue without a care. Atop my head, multiple pairs of horns erupted forth curving backwards with sharp ends. Their size and stature dwarfing that of the blood-demon. Then my mind recieved some additions. The instincts of a ferocious predator, a predator that has newly awakened, while the prey had passed away into unconsciousness.
And so the pain, and the warmth, passed away as the changes finished inside as well. And the last i know, my eyes closed. And the next moment. Blood had been spilt...
Waking up in the morning, I quickly found myself in shock at my form, but that shock...
Quickly disappeared as it was dwarfed in the highest possible degree by shock and fear as my eyes discovered the blood that covered much of my body. It wasn't mine. and quickly my eyes found that of the harpy. Crushed and with wings torn to shred, bloody corpse laying in a pool of cracked concrete. close by lay the corpses of both the blood-demon, and the amazon. It had become morning. And i remember seeing shocked expressions of several other monstergirls. Moments pased like lightning, and before any more witnesses showed up i turned, and took off into the sky. Departing the overall half-ruined city. Streams of tears ran like rivers from my face that morning...
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I twitched. Then my eyes sprung open, gasping for air as i sprung from my laying position, eyes darting to and fro as i eyed the edges of the clearing in which i had slept, recovering from a nightmare. A nightmare in which i mercilessly mauled the three monster-girls and listened to their screams. the screams. the womanly screams of terror mixed with the deepness expected from two womanly bodybuilders, but the worst thing was the third series of screams. The young, girly screams and shrieks of pain and terror. The poor harpy. unlike the other two, the harpy had no chance of escape, none at all, her petite frame no match for my strength, her wings incapable of propelling her faster than me. No matter what string of scenarios played out within my mind, the harpy was the last, always the last to die, and she was the one who died the slowest.
𝘾𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙆
I snapped out of it as the whining of a falling tree took my attention, my claw having crushed the middle of the tree, the snapping of wooden tendons whined as the rest of the tree fell, towards me. I looked at it, watching it fall. standing completely still the tree collides with my forehead, before tipping over and hitting the earth beside me as i stand unfazed by the collision. A snarl merely forming on my face as i looked down at the remainder of the tree that had sat on the edge of the clearing. Moments passed in silence as I pondered. Until finally I sighed, retracting my guilty claw from the most likely dead trunk of tree i began to walk away from the clearing, walking into the forest, eyes alert for prey to feed this dragoness. Also alert for other monstergirls. Especially the so-called 'raiders'. groups or individual monstergirls which survive primarily off the work or body of other monstergirls. Although my looks alone have been capable of dissuading raiders, there have been those desperate enough to try any monstergirl they find. Too bad they found me. A monstergirl with enough power to burn forests and slaughter groups.
Even though i've gotten accustomed to the screams of some monstergirls whom either had the wrong idea or was in the wrong place at the wrong time, i've never gotten the slightest bit accustomed to the screams of pain of that poor harpy... It made me sad, just thinking of her. Even if she had been threatening me mere moment before, her face, her damned face was something I couldn't forget, I couldn't bear giving her such a painful death. to watch her scream until her throat became dry, it made me shiver, not caring about the wind as it brushed by voluptious tits that hung on my 10 foot tall body with nipples and areole coloured in amber.
Eventually i spotted the telltale signs of an animal. A big one no less, i could even smell it. It wasn't far away, likely snacking on some bush or something. crouching, I calmly approached the location of the scent, getting closer and closer i eventually recognised the scent as that of a deer. Good. and eventually the deer came into my sight and i eventually stopped. Getting ready to pounce the unaware deer despite my massive frame the bushes and trees provided enough cover. I was about 24 meters away from the deer. And not long after I burst forth, kicking away with my large claws, propelling me upon the deer within a mere second, tits jiggling wildly from the sudden motion, nonetheless my claws reached their target and with a 𝘾𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙆 the deer was instantly killed as it's skull was crushed.
I paused, staring at the dead deer with an indifferent gaze. Couple moments later i relented and let my predatorial instincts go wild as i quickly dived into the deers carcass, blood and gore flying as i ripped flesh apart and gulped it down, consuming the deers flesh, and before long, the carcas of the deer lay flayed and scoured. blood seeping into the nearby grass. Finished, i rise, carefully wiping blood and gore from my face but letting any other remainder which had found itself on any other part of my body stay, including my breasts, the blood practically serving as extra intimidation should i encounter other monstergirls...
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I also feel like i want to find someone to... Keep company. Im getting ever more lonely...