by Mitsunami » Tue May 05, 2020 5:17 pm
The masked invader smiled beneath their mask as Tyr'ahnee nimbly dodged the assault of ice. It was always so much more fun when their target knew how to fight back a little...and made it that much more satisfying to crush them in the end. Sure, the big blue...whatever she was hadn't been hurt by the lava either, but only because her annoying little soldiers had blocked the attack. If she wasn't going to fight by herself, then she wasn't going to be as much fun! So with that in mind, they turned back towards the Martian, spreading one clawed gauntlet covered in a chilly mist and-!
"Uh..." they raised an eyebrow behind the mask, lost for words momentarily as the queen stumbled. "You know, you'd normally wait to do that until *after* I turned the path you're running on into an ice pond...." they rumbled out, right before going silent again when the Martian Queen's shapely rear began to rapidly grow out underneath her, as if enlarging into a cushion to break her fall. For a second, it seemed like the invader's own ice had backfired, freezing themself over from how silent and still they had gone. Then...
"Are....you..."
It happened very rapidly. One moment, the imposing, musclebound figure was glaring straight at Tyr'ahnee, then all at once, the bulging arms and towering height shrank away, dwindling to a thin, yet curvy frame, the black armor and spiky shoulder guards receding into what looked more like spiked shoulderpads over a black T-shirt with a runny heart emblem, stretched out by respectable...bustline?
"Freakin' serious!? Bwahahaha! Oh, that is- hee hee hee! -that's one for the scrapbook, this is too damn funny! You came in all 'Grrr, I'mma stab ya good!' but then you were all 'Eeeek, falling-falling-falling!' and then you were all 'Whhaaaaaa!? How'd I turn into a living pillow!?' and you look so....damn...stupid~~!"
Yes, even the voice was decidedly female now, sounding like an older teen as Lord Dominator's real body became apparent as some species of green-skinned humanoid with pointy, elf-like ears, darker green freckles smattering her skin, and a figure that was somehow easily as lush as Tyr'ahnee's had been to start. She even had white hair, though that was sprouting up from the center of her head and seemed all combed to fall to one side down to her shoulders, while her big pink eyes ran with tears as she tried to stop laughing to the point that it hurt.
She finally let out a sigh as her laughter calmed, drawing one gloved hand across her mascara-streaked eyes before locking Queen Tyr'ahnee with a wicked smile as a snowflake appeared over the tip of one finger, rapidly starting to spin in place and gain more mass, gradually swelling into a massive spear of ice, spiraling like a drill as its point aimed at the Martian's enlarged chest. "Well...this has been fun and very amusing, but...got loot to snatch and a ship to blow up- this one- so I gotta end this now, Queeny. Think I'll hit my target this time, don't you?"
She swung her hand forward, sending the bolt of ice spinning its sharp point on a direct flight path like a javelin...just as her own breasts surged with growth, green spheres plumping up much faster than any watermelon, and just a bit bigger besides, the sudden and unexpected increase in weight causing her to slump forward, changing the angle of her attack and sending the ice spear straight into the floor. She managed to stay standing, giving a gasp of surprise, followed by a second as her long black skirt started to gain some new curve to fall around as well, her buttocks, hips, and thighs all growing out rapidly, fighting for space under the long skirt and-
TWANG "Ow!"
She bit her lip, going lightly pink in annoyed embarrassment as her black panties with the same running heart emblem on the crotch, dropped out from under her skirt, having snapped from the rising mass of her wide hips.
"Wha...what the hell is this!? Are you morons contagious!?" she demanded, trying to brush her hair out of her right eye, as the pure white tresses had started to rapidly grow as well, lengthening and thickening until they fell to the same length as Tyr'ahnee's own white mane...still only falling to one side of her head, though.
Violets are blue,
Roses are red,
We're coming aboard,
Prepare to eat lead.