Ukyo had started the morning off with preparing her new sauce. Her thick, syrupy ejaculate had proven to be a potent ingredient, enough to make customers into sex-starved fucksluts within moments depending on the concentration. That was with a significant amount of spunk in it, but there was only so many times she could jack it in a day and even her impressive balls needed to reload.
As such, she scaled back the mixture a bit for today. It was more diluted, measured. It was about as much as she could get with a jar of her syrupy shemale spunk. Hopefully it would be enough to get the ball rolling.
“Alright, here ya go!” Ukyo flipped the okonomiyaki in rapid-fire, practically shooting them at customers.
“Wow!” They even applauded.
Ukyo grinned as she witnessed the results of her cooking. It wasn’t anything as drastic as last night, but she saw results here and there. Couples got a lot more intimate and physical, men eyeing cuties more boldly, and girls unbuttoning blouses or hiking up skirts. They were getting bolder, raunchier, sluttier. It was the seed that would grow into a corrupted blossom.
After the lunch rush, Ukyo had time for a little break. Luckily by the time that happened her cock was hard and ready for another milking. She was about to whip it out and beat off when another idea crept into her head.
“Ah, Ms. Ukyo, sorry I’m late!” She had sent Konatsu out to get more octopus. “The fish market was a lot busier than usual.”
Now that Ukyo thought of it, what sort of effect would her corrupted cum have on the lovely male kunoichi? At the very least it would be good to have another source of body fluids for the sauce.
“No problem, it happens.” She helped Konatsu carry in the goods. “Actually, you haven’t had anything to eat. Let me whip something up for you.”
“But I couldn’t!”
“Nonsense, you’re my employee, so it’s my responsibility to take care of you. I’ll give you something extra special.”
“Ms. Ukyo’s personal dish? I am not worthy!”
Ukyo smirked as she went into the back and retrieved the jar she’d been collecting her semen in. It was running low, but that didn’t matter. It was going to be concentrated, enough to get Konatsu at least up to the edge of corruption.
She proceeded to cook up a unique okonomiyaki not on the menu, one with as many fixings as she could get away with. Konatsu was in awe as he looked at Ukyo’s cooking skills, eventually topping it off with the new sauce she had been making.
“There ya go, and don’t be afraid to ask for seconds.”
“Oh Ms. Ukyo, you are truly a saint!”
“Well, something like that…” Ukyo internally cackled as Konatsu took a bite of the potent okonomiyaki.
He savored every bite, every bit of the corrupted cuisine that was no doubt spreading through his androgynous form. She waited with bated breath as he finished it off, licking every bit of the Ukyo-cum-laced sauce from his lips.
“Ah, that was heavenly!”
“Glad you liked it.”
“Yes, it was…wha…” Oooh, it was coming.
“You feeling alright?”
“Just a bit…oh dear, I think I might have overexerted myself.”
Ukyo’s eyes lit up as she witnessed the subtle changes in the lovely male kunoichi. His face, already feminine and pretty, became more enticing. His lips turned plumper and his eye lashes fuller and thicker. He began shivering, no doubt due to the corruption peaking his arousal.
“Ms. Ukyo I feel…oh…I feel strange…”
“Just relax, it’ll be over soon.” She was getting hard just looking at how Konatsu’s body was warping, changing, transforming into something more in line with Cthulhu’s interests.
Soon Konatsu’s dogi was ill-fitting on his new body, looser in some areas and increasingly tight in others.
“Oh, I can’t breathe!” Konatsu gasped as he tore at his top.
The fabric ripped in two, revealing his fishnet-clad chest. Bosoms were swelling from it. They went from simple beestings to modest mounds to respectable breasts. And they just kept growing. And growing. And growing.
The same happened with his, no, her, hips. Konatsu’s butt ballooned in her hakama, nearly suffocating as her hips became womanly, maternal even.
“Ah! Aaaaahhhh….” Konatsu sighed as her transformation was near its end. Even her voice had become softer and more feminine.
“Konatsu, you’ve really turned out better than I can ever imagine.” Ukyo walked over to the front door and locked it, putting up the “Break” sign.
“M-Ms. Ukyo, what’s happened to me?” Konatsu hefted her new breasts, her jiggly ninja knockers. She stuck her hand down her pants and…it was gone!
“You’ve been improved, upgraded. Just like me.”
Ukyo dropped her pants to reveal her cock and balls. Konatsu gasped at her Ukyo having grown a set of male genitalia, but at the same time was entranced by it. Her cock was hard, throbbing and her enormous balls were now doubt churning away with virile cum. Something in Konatsu’s modified body throbbed. She wanted…she wanted Ukyo’s cock.
“C’mon, Konatsu, are you just gonna leave your boss all hot and bothered?”
“No ma’am.”
Konatsu was on her knees instantly, heart pumping at a mile a minute. Ukyo’s thing was burly, intimidating, far bigger than Konatsu’s now-nonexistent one. Despite that, Konatsu felt hot, a fire growing in her belly. She pumped Ukyo’s cock, feeling its heft and hardness. It was like an iron rod in silk.
“You’re supposed to suck it.”
“Yes, Ms. Ukyo…” Konatsu’s eyes were glazed over from arousal.
She hesitantly licked the pre beading on Ukyo’s tip. The taste was odd, raw, but not bad. The kunoichi went slowly, sloppily, fumbling her way around Ukyo as her tongue and mouth figured themselves out.
“Mmmm, you’d think for as pretty as you are you would have learned some seduction techniques.”
“N-no, never! I was never taught how to use my body!”
“Well, it’s about time someone taught you.”
Ukyo brought Konatsu back to her feet and then bent her over a nearby table. She tore the girl’s useless dogi off her, leaving her in a fishnet top and fundoshi. As expected, Konatsu was now sporting a pristine, unsullied cunt. She gasped as Ukyo fondled and probed her slick passage, so coated with arousal Ukyo’s fingers slid right in.
The newly-turned girl moaned and gasped uncontrollably, overwhelmed as she adjusted to her new erogenous zones. It was like an explosion of nerves inside her as Ukyo warmed her up. And then she felt the head of Ukyo’s cock press against the entrance of her pussy. But didn’t insert it.
“Ms. Ukyo, please…!” She whined, trying to wiggle her hips to get Ukyo inside her, though to no avail.
“Please…what?”
“Please…please fuck me!”
Ukyo gave her just that, spearing Konatsu right to the hilt. Konatsu’s eyes rolled back from the sensory overload of having her pussy filled. It was…oh god, it was too much.
“Don’t tell me you came just from that.” Ukyo chuckled as she began her second thrust.
“It’s….it’s good…it’s good…”
“Careful Konatsu, I might just break you if you don’t brace yourself.”
She thrust into Konatsu again, making her gasp. They continued like that for awhile, Konatsu pressed onto the table as her womanly behind slapped against Ukyo’s hips. Actually, now that Ukyo noticed, Konatsu’s butt and hips actually got even bigger. The corruption was still working its way through her system in order to improve her. Ukyo liked it, watching Konatsu become more and more depraved by the minute.
-Smack!-
“Ah!” Konatsu yelped as Ukyo gave her pert butt a swat.
“Do you like that?”
“Y-yes! More!”
Ukyo gripped Konatsu’s hips and quickened her pace. Konatsu was in ecstasy, her brain awash in mind-numbing pleasure and tingling corruption. She felt her tits get even bigger, squishing against the table as they increased in size to a pair of obscene ninja knockers. She didn’t care, all she cared about was how satisfied Ukyo felt. She loved her cock, the way it ground her insides to mush, how it kissed the entrance to her new womb, ramming her with delicious abandon. This was heaven, a heaven she would be more than happy to be in forever.
And with a final, eager thrust Ukyo finished inside Konatsu, filling her with hot, corrupted spunk. Konatsu’s head blanked out, like her itself brain was being filled with cum. She was another devotee of Cthulhu, another lewd bitch meant to convert and spread the word.
Ukyo looked at the well-fucked kunoichi, her face a classic ahegao mask of pleasure. Ukyo retrieved the jar and began to collect the mixture of her cum and Konatsu’s pussy juice. It was prime material for corruption.
“We’ll be having more of this my dear Konatsu. Much, much more.”
“I look forward to it, Mistress Ukyo.”
Mon Jan 07 06:12:02 2019
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