"I... I always had these dreams, see," she started explaining. "I... I wanted to be a girl, obviously, but..."
"You always were a girl," I reminded her with a smile, making her blush in that adorable little way. "Just had to make it visible for the rest of the world."
It took her a good ten seconds of standing there, rosy-cheeked, before she could pick up again. "Well, I... I always wanted to be something else. Something... something more... fantastical."
I raised an eyebrow. "Lemme guess - gay-ass mermaid?"
"Huh?" She blinked. "No - well I mean, that - that doesn't sound bad - but... no, not that." She anxiously scratched at the back of her neck. "I always wished I was an... an alien."
Okay, not what was I expecting, sure, but after the whole mermaid experience, it wasn't exactly phasing me. In fact, I already had the ring held up as I replied, "Okay, we're talking... little green men, scary parasite-laying preadtory monster, weird little furry bastard with a lot of bad puns....?"
"Oh no, none of that." Bryce bit her lip, and it was pretty obvious that she was reluctant to say it - and y'know, looking back? Yeah, I kinda get why. Because it was definitely a new kind of weird. "Do you know what a... Great Old One is?"
"Uhhhhhhhh..." I had to blink a few times. "Isn't that like... Cuthu... Catha... Citta..."
"Cthulhu." Right. That was public domain, I remembered, we could actually say it. "I know it's... it's really really weird, but... being a sexy girl, and also an eldritch monster... I always thought that'd be pretty amazing..." She glanced down in shame. "You... think I'm a creep, don't you?"
I dispelled that idea pretty fast by forcing her chin up and giving her a kiss right on those plump lips. "Of course not. I'm like... half-fish, so... can't really say anything." It was at least keeping up the underwater theme, so I guess it fit in with the whole night. In a really freaky way. I didn't have a clue what a Cthulhu girl would even look like... though I just sort of shrugged, and figured the magic would take care of that bit.
"I wish Bryce was the sexy eldritch monster girl of her dreams."
Not to toot my own horn, but that girl had the biggest smile of her entire life as the ring pulsed with energy, and it was all because of what I'd done. So yeah, I might have been feeling a little smug towards the whole universe as Bryce pulled away from my arms and started to convulse under her body's changes. Kinda felt like a goddess right then, and I'd kind of sorta created a goddess in Bryce, so my ego... yeahhhh, it was in need of checking.
That change, though. Woof. I never thought a girl turning green as her clothes dissolved would be sexy, but there I was, playing with my boobs while I watched her hunch over so that a pair of massive leathery wings could rip out of her back. Didn't have a giantess fetish either, but seeing her shoot up to nine feet tall, that got me pretty hot too. And you better believe I was getting horny watching bumps show up around her snatch and extend out into tentacles that writhed everywhere.
But what really got me was the same thing that got everbody else. The gaze. Those ruby-red eyes staring right into my soul. As I'd find out later, Cthlhu had a tendency to drive people mad when they saw him, because just a glimpse of that cosmic beast would make one feeling their own crushing insignificance amidst a vast and unfeeling universe. Bryce's gaze wasn't the sort of thing that inspired insanity, but lust?
Oh boy."
My hands were on my groin instantly, and I do mean instantly. The towering inhuman monster thing, it was hot in its own way, but Bryce's eyes were the kind of eyes that made you feel like you were legitmiately going to die if you didn't get off right that second. So in a way, I guess it did drive me insane - at the very least, it killed enough inhibitions that I decided the only way to alleviate the problem was to dive right into her head-first.
Literally. I dashed right out her without a second or really any thought, running on pure instinct. Those tentacles were all too happy to drag me closer, pulling me in towards her fragrant aroma as she explored her new body with her hands. Why in the fuck I thought to stuff my head inside her soaking wet folds is forever going to be a mystery - but I did it, and honestly, it was heavenly. Drowning somehow becomes a lot sexier when you're doing it in a mega-hot monstergirl's cum-soaked pussy.
Oh, but she wasn't having all the fun. Those tentacles weren't exactly staying limp while the rest of my body was gyrating up and down. Never had wanted anything that phallic anywhere near me, but there was enough of that cute girl left in there to keep the touches gentle, almost loving. She eased her way into every hole, always waiting until she got some sort of physical affirmation that it was okay before sticking it in. An eldritch monster of unspeakable horror and yet incredibly polite about tentacle-fucking you.
It was lucky that we hadn't attracted attention up until that point, but fortune runs out sooner or later. A good ways into the most erotic drowning of my life, I suddenly got yanked back out and hurled onto the floor as Bryce gasped in surprise. Couldn't exactly blame her, given who was standing there and staring at us.