Locating this temple was the culmination of years of research for Dr. Cassidy and her colleague Prof. Jordan. After years of chasing rumors of an undocumented goddess of fertility and vitality in the jungles of Mexico and following elusive leads, they finally had a definitive location: a site nestled in a secluded valley a two-week-long trek from the nearest trail.
A trek that had not been without its trysts. The companionship over a shared interest had been a welcome change to the dreary life of dusty artifacts and grant requests. And now, finally uncovering the myths they had been chasing for years and getting to share this experience together? Well, let's say some nights in their shared tent were louder than others.
Exploring the ruins, Jordan spotted a hidden entrance revealed by the crumbling of a stone wall. A palpable sense of anticipation gripped the pair as they squeezed through, changing into awestruck wonder as they stepped into the secret chamber.
Nature had started to reclaim the room, but it was clear it was meant to be a ritual site of some sort. Though worn by time, the walls were adorned by carvings of a large individual surrounded by worshipers. Identifying details were unidentifiable, though Cassidy theorized it was most likely the goddess they were looking for, or at least one of her depictions.
In stark contrast to the surrounding ruins, a pristine golden idol sat atop a weathered pedestal in the center of the room. Approaching the pedestal to examine the idol, a subtle urge began to fill Jordan and Cassidy...
An urge to come closer. An urge to study it closely. An urge to pick it up.
Cassidy stopped and blinked, realizing she had been staring into the eyes of the idol. As she tried to gather herself, another surge of feeling washed over them, this time a suggestive ache in her loins and a warmth in her chest. She could feel it; a promise of great pleasure and power if she just reached out and seized it...
The Idol wordlessly spoke to her once more and she fully succumbed as the urge built into a compulsion. Something amazing would happen, it said, she just had to touch it. She needed to.
Jordan was waiting for her at the pedestal and they shared a smile as she arrived at his side. She could see he also had a burning desire to reach for the idol, but their love was stronger. They would receive the reward together. As one they reached out and grabbed hold of the golden figurine.
A bright flash followed by a flood of sensations. Pleasure and strength poured in, connecting them together through some greater, almost divine presence. Through the connection, Cassidy could feel Jordan's muscles swell with superhuman strength and his erect shaft swell to fantastic proportions. She sensed he could feel her breasts and hips expanding as her own sex swelled. The sensations of each other's growths rapidly pushed them both to simultaneous massive climaxes. And as they orgasmed, they felt the lines of identity between them blur...
In reality the transformation took less than a second. The idol had vanished, leaving behind an eight foot tall figure, where two had become one. As she grappled with her new existence, arousal filled her. Her four hands began to explore her new sensual body. Milk began to spurt from her ample tits. Cum dribbled out from her massive cock. Fluid leaked down her legs from her swollen pussy. Rippling muscles flexed in ecstasy.
A divine vessel of sex and strength.
Tags: transformation, female muscle, muscle growth, gender bender, futa, futa TF, merging, lactation, pleasure
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Story by NarcolepticBunny |
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Artwork by StudioArieta-TZ |
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