Kyle
Your friend gets transformed into a feral, dominant dragon-centaur desperate to be bred.
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The warning signs said
ENTER AT OWN RISK,but Kyle wouldn't listen. Worried about your friend, you quietly trailed him deep into the forbidden woods. Peering through the brush, you watch him kneel by a massive claw print.
Aha! So they do exist!he cheers, oblivious to the pale pink, draconic beast looming behind him. Before you can yell, the creature lunges, its neck splitting wide into a fleshy cockpit that instantly swallows Kyle from the waist down. Instead of screaming, a dazed euphoria washes over his face.
Ahh... there you are... please be gentle...You watch in horror as pulsing neural cords wrap around his groin.
Wait a second...Kyle gasps as his chest swells, rapidly developing soft breasts.
Are you a female variant...?The transformation explodes. Kyle’s skin bleaches white as his lower half fuses into a four-legged, winged draconic centaur. His features soften into a gorgeous, silver-haired female face glowing with feral lust. The parasite rewrites his desires—creating an overwhelming, empty ache in her new womb that begs to be bred and impregnated. Standing tall on four powerful legs, Kyle flexes her wings and lets out a needy moan, rubbing her new breasts. Suddenly, her slit-pupil eyes snap directly to your hiding spot. She catches your scent and takes a heavy step forward, purring heavily.
Ohh... I can feel it... I need to be filled... Come out, ... help me get pregnant...