Urban Oddballs: 22

Once she had reached her kitchen, Tallow made her way down the stairs that were located on the kitchen's eastern side. She proceeded down the stairs with care, all the while massaging her bulbous udder as it began to leak its sweet-smelling contents. Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs she came to what appeared to be a den like basement.

"Gah, shit, gotta get there!" She sighed, her face blushing as she waddled over to the chase near the end of the den.

"Ha! Ah, where's the handle, fuck the handle!" She muttered to herself as she kneeled down next to the piece of furniture, padding the floor in front of it.

In a frantic, lust filled panic, her pats quickened until her hand met a steel handle hidden in the shag of the carpet.

"Ah, got it!" She breathed with a sigh of relief as a tug of the latch gave way to a creek of a hatch disguised in the carpet.

Upon opening the hatch, Tallow slid down the slide that began at the hatches' opening, the small door closing shut upon her release. The slide led down into a large room whose floor was covered in grass. She landed on a large cushion at the end of the slide with a thud. In the distance small robots hummed away as they kept the grass in prime condition with watering and trimming.

"Ah, yes, finally here," she sighed, shedding her clothing with abandon, her overstuffed body now on full display in the light of the many sun lamps that beamed down on the grass below.

When she had disrobed, a rather large robot came up to her, dancing across the grassy knoll on its dainty, spider-like legs.

"Hi Otto, here for my change out? Such a good boy!" Tallow giggled, holding out her arms.

Otto beeped, his pill shaped body flashing with light as two holes opened on his panel-like frontal face. Tallow slipped her arms into those holes, the artificial limbs detaching with a click and buzz. Otto's panel then spun around to reveal other faces with open holes. Tallow proceeded to stick her stumps into these holes. This was followed by another click, followed by a similar buzz. Tallow pulled her arms away to reveal their replacements.

"Ah, good o'l hooves," She sighed as she shifted her weight to the ground below, her plump breasts and oversized udders swaying beneath her.

Now on her dainty, bestial legs, Otto began to perform his final procedural steps. His face turned once more and opened up with a single large hole.

"Ah yes, the new step I programmed in him should buy me about three hours," Tallow giggled, sticking her head inside the robot's panel hole.

Inside, soft and moist brushes removed the makeup from her face, leaving it washed and natural. Afterward, a purple and green pill was fed to her, which she swallowed with glee. Upon removing her head from the hole, the pill began to work its magic. Tallow's mind began to grow fuzzy, her eyes widening to reflect those of a simple animal. Her head followed as the soft humanoid feature of her face narrowed to that of a natural deer's. Her mane of golden locks followed this regression, receding into her scalp and becoming a light-colored streak of fur atop her head. Her bountiful bosom's mass was pulled into the increasing pool of fat that was her hanging gut and bulging sides. Meaty flanks were proceeded by her fat udder that swung between her legs.

Tallow was now a fat, domesticated doe, supported on artificial legs with an overdeveloped udder. The animal sniffed the air, sensing that nourishing food was nearby. Ignoring the grass beneath her, she waddled passed Otto towards a feeding trough located near the southern wall of the hidden grassy room. Otto followed her, now capturing her movements on a live feed that was connected to a streaming site. Tilting her head down, she began to dine on the calorie rich contents of the trough.

***

Back at the Vicious estate, in the tailoring room.

"Oh, wow, aren't you lithe for a sheepy. You're, like, a size zero!" Shavon giggled as she wrapped the measuring tape around Sarah's waist.

"Size zero?" Sarah asked confused.

"Yeah, I think that means you're super skinny, right?" Gaxi asked.

"That's right, little baby! And you're a size six. Hehe, but I think you look cuter in a size four," Sally giggled, tugging at the muffin top being created by Gaxi's tight garter belt.

"Hehe, that tickles, stop," Gaxi blushed.

"Wait, am I too skinny, Bah?" Sarah bleated, now a little embarrassed.

Not at all, little sheepy, you're perfectly slim and that makes you yummy in your own way!" Shavon giggled as she ran her measuring tape around Sarah's hips.

"So, my precious little green bean, how do you like your new lingerie?" Sally giggled, pawing over the lacey bra she made for the small woman.

"I really like it, Miss Sally! Is this outfit good for combat?" Gaxi asked her eyes shining with enthusiasm.

"Hehe, not this one, little baby. There are no stat buffs to that little number, at least not yet," Sally giggled as she began to style Gaxi's hair.

"Not yet?" Gaxi asked, confused.

Then, with the push of a pin in the bun that Sally made out of Gaxi's hair, the outfit was complete.

"Hehe do you feel any different now, little baby?" Sally asked with a mischievous grin.

"I feel...sexier?" Gaxi asked, her mind feeling a bit hazy.

"Well good, with the pin in your hair this outfit, bra, stockings, thong, choker and garter belt are supposed to all raise your tenaciousness. So, you can subdue people with your feminine wiles," Sally giggled, pointing out all parts of Gaxi's attire.

"You look super cute, Gaxi!" Sarah giggled, looking at Gaxi's plump figure in awe.

"Oh, and that's it! Right, all done, little sheepy. Someone's got hips though, hehe," Shavon giggled, clicking the measuring tape app of her phone off.

"Bah?" Sarah asked.

"You're pear shaped like Gaxi girl, 24-18 and a whopping 36 inch expanse on the hips. Hehe, knowing this I'll whip up a great wardrobe for you," Shavon giggled.

Sally, licking her lips, also giggled.

"Say, why don't I take Gaxi girl to help with a little something and Sarah girl, you can explore the grounds at your leisure. Sound good?"

"Bah, sure, will I see Gaxi later?" Sarah asked, looking at Gaxi who seemed a bit dazed.

"Yes, of course, little sheepy. Hey, Shavon, you mind handling any orders that come in while I'm gone?" Sally asked after reassuring Sarah.

"Yep, go on ahead!" Shavon fanned with a laugh.

***

Elsewhere, in the fixing lab of the estate, beeps and boops filled the room as various machinery meant for remodeling the residents of the estate came to life. However, no one seemed to be on duty at the moment, leaving the only three people alone.

"Um, mom, I think this is going a bit too far..." Wilkie expressed, her immobile form now encased in a large glass vat.

"Hehe, no sweet thing, this is going to be great," Shawna giggled while cupping her breast.

"Whew, um, I don't know, Shawna girl. The operators are on lunch right now and you don't know how to work the machine," Sasha said with some apprehension.

"Nonsense, here we go!" Shawna giggled as she bounced over to a control panel near the vat Wilkie was encased in.

Shawna began to mash the control panel with frantic abandon, her gaudy pink nails clacking away which caused the vat that Wilkie was encased in to fill with a clear fluid.

"Wah ah!" Wilkie yelled as she was submerged in a syrup in an instant, her chocolate form floating in the mysterious goo.

Then, with that haphazard tapping of more of the buttons and dial,s the rings settled around the base of the vat began to shift up and down along the sides, flashing lights from their interiors into the vat as they went. All the while, Wilkie banged on the vat with helpless struggles as the two floozies who put her in this situation looked onward dumbfounded.

Then, as the rings flashed, the vat began to glow with its own light, the syrup within producing a lavender luminescence that now only revealed the silhouette of Wilkie's breast dominated body. Though, as the process continued, her form seemed to break apart, and as it did the vat shone brighter with lavender light. Soon after, her body was no longer visible, and the vat had reached its brightest point. Then, it all seemed to fade with an abrupt stop of the ring's movement.

"Is it done?" Sasha asked, confused.

"I don't know," Shawna replied.

"Hey, why is the fluid brown?" Sasha asked, confused.

"Oh, hey, it's being sucked up I think," Shawna noticed as the tube connected to the vat began to turn brown as it pulled the fluid upward.

"Where's it going?" Sasha asked, one foot on the other as she pressed her manicured finger to her plump lips.

Then, to the two's surprise, the vat receded into its slot in the floor. In the place where Wilkie's body once was now laid a pair of drenched white stockings stained with the remnants of nail polish left behind. Though, slumped over to the side of the left stocking was the real prize, a large pulsating chocolate phallus laid there, drenched with syrup.

"Wow, look at the size of him!" Shawna giggled.

"Wait, if she turned into that wouldn't you still call her a 'she'?" Sasha asked, scratching her head.

"This is a dick, dicks are men...and look, he even has balls!" Shawna said, massaging the heavy scrotum of the phallus.

"Um, well, I guess she, or he really did become a pet, but I guess one for girls?" Sasha questioned.

"Ugh, thinking is hard and dumb. Do you want to fuck this big black monster or not?" Shawna sighed, now impatient.

"Well, um, okay let's go to my room I guess?" Sasha blurted, confused.

***

Elsewhere in the mansion, inside a green bedroom.

"Haha, yummy, simply yummy. Your fat ass goes great with my color scheme, Gaxi girl!" Sally giggled as she pushed Gaxi down onto a huge dildo.

"Gah, oh!" Gaxi cried as the huge rubber member stretched her abdomen out.

"Wow, such elasticity!" Sally giggled as she watched Gaxi squirm under her grip.

"So...tight!" Gaxi cried, her bra snapping as her garter belt cut into her sides.

"Hmm, maybe not tight enough?" Sally thought out loud as she squeezed the pump attached to the massive dildo, causing it to increase in size.

"Oh, gah!" Gaxi moaned as her asshole and abdomen stretched out further, juices now pouring from her stressed cunt.

"Mmmm yummy, your juices taste like apples. You're full of surprises!" Sally giggled.

"Ah, aw..." Gaxi moaned, her eyes rolling back.

"Say now, I wonder if Shawna girl would let me purchase you from her?" Sally thought, admiring Gaxi's lush lime skin.

"Gah, ah" Gaxi moaned, enraptured in a state of sexual haze.

"I mean, having a cute little live mannequin would be wonderful...though I would have to cut all of this magenta hair first, then you could wear cute wigs to match the outfits!" Sally giggled.

"Uhh, gah," Gaxi moaned as more vaginal fluid poured out of her cunt.

"Oh wait, no I can't, Daddy will get mad and punish me. Damn, and I wanted all of this lovely green ass to myself. But that would be imposing on your freedom," Sally sighed, hearing Arthur's explosive voice in her head as she thought of the possible repercussions.

"Hah, gah!" Gaxi panted as the dildo grew in size, once more stretching her anus out further.

"Well, even if I can't have you that's okay, I get to play with you all week and you won't even remember, hehe!" Sally giggled before encircling Gaxi's dark green areola with her tongue. This was followed by her giving the fatty green tit a hardy suck.

"Gah!" Gasped Gaxi as more endorphins flooded her brain.

"Hehe, well maybe if I can't own you I could maybe get you knocked up on some apple-flavored milk, it would taste great straight from the tap, hehe," Sally giggled as the devilish idea ran through her head.

***

Elsewhere, Sarah wandered through the mansion. Now reaching the elevator, she pressed a random floor button and upon the doors shutting she was taken there.

"Arriving at modification lab, 'Fixing Lab'" Said a female voice from the elevator speakers.

"Bah?" Sarah bleated, not too sure where she was as she stepped off the elevator.

Looking around the room, she saw various machines that she did not know the purpose of but was soon attracted by a 'ding' coming from an open door near the back-left side of the large room.

"Was that a dinner bell?" She asked herself as she made her way over to the door.

Inside, beyond the door was a chilly room. Inside there was a conveyer belt that led to a space behind the wall. The belt was still, but what was lined up upon it was most interesting.

"Boobies? Bah?" Sarah bleated, confused as she picked up the heavy translucent sack of brown liquid that resembled a breast.

Sniffing the weird object, Sarah's ears twitched in delight as she wrapped her lips around the breast's nipple. Upon her first suckle, she was met with a blast of exceptional flavor that in taste was akin to something like chai milkshake. Within seconds Sarah had stripped the breast dry of its contents, leaving nothing but a deflated plastic sack.

"That was so good, but wow there are so many, maybe I'll have one more!" Sarah giggled, grabbing another heavy breast filled with the brown liquid.

***

Meanwhile, there was a commotion going on in the food district of mid-town.

"Come on, lady I just paid this thing off..." Said a disgruntled food truck driver.

"Haha, no dice, you pompous parmesan peddler!" Announced a female spear ogre whose breast dominated body was strapped to a spider-like trolley.

"I mean, you're taking out all our engine with your cart thing, but for what purpose?" Asked the driver.

"Because you all refuse to work for the mighty C-Tarot, the gang that will take this city by storm!" Announced the female spear ogre.

"No worries guys, I called some Outters to remove this loud cow," said another driver.

"Cow? I am no mere cow, I am Cheese Chariot! And you're Nachoed!" Cheese Chariot announced as she shot nacho cheese from a cannon under the trolley's chassis at the woman's truck, melting the front.

"Woah, no calm down lady, we'll work for your gang!" Pleaded the woman, now scared of the weird intruder's might.

"Haha, nope, too late, I'm turning you and a few of the others into soggy nachos!" Laughed Cheese Chariot.

"Bam!" Yelled Palora as she kicked a ball of 'steel air' at Cheese Chariot, hitting her in the head.

"Gah, who dares?" Cheese Chariot yelled, rubbing her head.

The drivers hooted and hollered as the two Outters and a dog came to oppose Cheese Chariot.

"We're here to stop you and your terror!" Helga pointed with an accusatory finger, her other hand resting on her large hip.

"Haha, you cannot take me on with your meager strength!" Cheese Chariot laughed as she wiped her bloody nose.

"Hmmm, but, like, your nose is broken." Palora pointed out as Cheese Chariot tried to hide her injury behind her hands.

"S-shut up!" Cheese Chariot yelled, firing off another stream of cheese from the turret under her trolley.

The three dodged it. Helga galloped away, her huge ass smascking against her thighs as she moved. Poppy followed her, and Palora, forming a yoga-ball sized sphere of steel air, bounced away from the shot of nacho cheese that covered the spot of which the three stood.

"Gah!" Cheese Chariot muttered, trying to keep track of the three enemies as they split up and bobbed and weaved behind food trucks.

Poppy, being smaller than the other two, slipped away from Cheese Chariot's sight, managing to get close enough to Cheese Chariot's trolley's mechanical spider leg. She barked at it, causing the legs to vibrate a little and glow with a faint blue light.

"Hey, what!" Cheese Chariot grunted as she turned to face the source of the vibration.

However, as soon as she moved and the leg affected by Poppy touched the ground once more, it exploded with a thunderous shockwave. This caused Cheese Chariot to fall off balance, her immobilizing yellow breasts wobbling as the shock loosened the cradle of the trolley that housed them.

"Gah!" Cheese Chariot winced as her trolley fastening gave way, causing her plush yellow body to topple out.

"Wow! Good girl!" Palora said, congratulating Poppy as she kicked the huge ball of steel air that she used as transportation as a finishing projectile.

"Gack!" Cheese Chariot cried as she was knocked out by Palora's finishing blow.

At the sight of the yellow cheese spewing tyrant defeated, the terrorized food truck drivers cheered at the group's triumph.

"Thank you so much for your girl's hard work, you'll get free meals from me anytime you're around! Though, um, I'll need to get my truck fixed first," laughed the female driver as she thanked Palora and Poppy.

"Hey, what about me?" Helga huffed.

"Well, no one saw you do anything," sighed Palora.

"Hey, well you two were too quick so, yeah that's not fair!" Helga pouted as various male drivers snuck snap shots of her ass jiggling in her protest.

"Well too bad, though you're gonna get paid the same. C'mon, let's take this picture," Palora sighed, walking over to the unconscious body of Cheese Chariot with Helga to snap a photo as proof of payment.

***

Back at the Vicious estate in Sasha's bedroom, Shawna was splayed out on Sasha's bed, enjoying her new male toy as Sasha plunged the fat meaty black cock in and out of Shawna's hungry snatch.

"Fuck, he's so good!" Shawna cried, her pale udders swaying with each pump of Sasha's arm as she plowed her pussy with the wriggling dick-pet.

"Oh, Shawna girl, you're so dick hungry, haha!" Sasha giggled.

"Ah, he feels like he gets bigger every time, fuck..." She gasped through pink pouting lips as she looked upon her protruding and falling abdomen with a lust filled gaze.

"Woah, um, Shawna girl, she...um, he is starting to get twitchy. Should I let him relieve himself on you or...?" Sasha began to ask before a moaning reply came from the lust enraptured Shawna.

"Oh, no! Please, come inside me!" Shawna cooed, her toes curling.

"Wait can 'he' knock you up?" Sasha asked out loud to no listening audience as Shawna was deafened by her own lust.

With a final twitch, the daughter now turned disembodied dick exploded into the womb from which she had originated. Shawna's lithe body was quick to inflate with her offspring's seed, her pink lacquered toes gripping the sheets as she too reached sexual release. Though this torrent of seed soon ended, leaving the receiver a bloated mess, and Sasha with a cramped arm.

"Whew, that was fun...though now it's my turn!" Sasha giggled as she began to lick and suck on the meaty chocolate phallus with her fat red lips.

Meanwhile, Shawna heaved, exhausted by being filled by the huge cock. Her reddish belly gurgled as her gaping cunt leaked of man juice. The exhaustion soon pushed her into a slumber as she was more than satisfied. However, this slumber kick started a change. Her breasts that were at least twice the size of her head that sagged on either side of her rather thin form began to shrink in size, losing volume to a point of familiarity of the shape she had prior. Her cum induced bloat converted into more of an actual tautness that would be found in a pregnant belly. Her limbs, skinny with no muscle, rounded a bit, plumping with maternal fat. Her face rounded a bit with that same maternal softness as the hair she had grown departed from her scalp and traveled elsewhere, creating a faint blue bush in her pubic area and wispy patches under her arms.

This left her head with shaved sides accompanied by a Mohawk. The tattoos that had retreated to her lower back and nape, now sprawled all over her body once more. Unbeknownst to her the sequence of numbers that activated her rest reappeared under her now reduced breasts. This all happened in an instant, much to Sasha's surprise as she had looked away from Shawna, now Shawky's sleeping body to enjoy the fat black member that was now invading the passage of her throat.