The frog's smug look of a predator who caught its prey soon morphed into utter horror as what she thought was a cute but weak-looking human girl was quickly becoming big and not so weak looking. Mary made an animalistic snort at what felt like the foulest poison mixed had to be liquid magma replaced her blood. Snarling and baring her newly forming fangs as her natural skin slowly morphs into a color that is quite would remind someone of light blackish ash and her hair going from a soft oak brown to an intense inferno of red. Mary never one for outdoor activity, playing sports or truly doing hard labor. She has always been an thinker and bookworm, but her new body was the embodiment of pure power and terrible strength molded perfectly by feminine design. Her monstrous arm was thick as raw iron and her hands could easily pop a full-grown man's head and shoulders like a grape. The lighter yet quite thick bottoms of her now intimidatingly vast feet could easily smother and crush a half man's body under their weighty embrace. Mary glared down at the quite minuscule frog-like one would do to a disgusting roach crawling to one's food. Her still blue eyes glowed with both raw terrible demonic od and a primordial viciousness not seen in the eldest and terrible races of monsters.
The little frog, Arya tried to hop away from the new monster apparently unleashed upon the world until a beastly hand gripped her cream-colored torso like it's nothing and pulled her to the new Mary's face. The fog paled with constantly shuddered like a newborn deer. Fear and awe were on her face that a part of Mary just ate up.
"What the ffuck did you do to me you ugly tadpole!" Her new voice was deep and raspy. With a tidal wave of anger and harshness that both felt utterly alien and yet completely natural to Mary, the frog shivered and coughed at the intense hot odor of sour musk and charred remains wafted off of Mary. Who shook like a doll until yelped "stop" and spoke. " I-I don't know...and I was trying to do is turn you into a...my..m-my little pe-"
The monster was shortly cut off as a hot thick purple tongue erupted from Mary's fanged maw and cruelly slathered the frog. Such raw wrath and lust made her blue eyes shined like two blue suns as more thicker yet quite firm lips roughly kissed the frog's small breasts. Causing Arya both to moan in fear and utter arousal as her froggy highs buckled and spasmed. Mary who was lost in her now unlocked nature with chaotic new hormones and impulses warping her once kind and saintly personality haughtily laughed at the frog's expanse.
'Serve such a lowly foul beast right! Always tormenting those weaker them and relishing in our misery for mere carnal desires and ideas of superiority! It's only fitting that she feels what countless men and women feel in every day in their cells' Now quite realizing the sheer irony and hypocrisy in her thoughts, Mary darkly chuckled at the frog girl squirmed, her long purple tongue mashed up against Arya's vagina. Causing the frog to suddenly arched her head back and screamed in bestial pleasure as she felt the humid tongue was inserted in her vagina exactly as a hungry cock would. Mary's own vagina burned with fiery pleasure as she tasted the girl's inner walls and lapped up the womanly juices. At the moment, Mary was completely lost in the instincts and nature held secret and denied by her caring family
Because it belongs to one of the strongest and most infamous of the monsters; a demonic creature of absolute strength and power, A terrible mystic embodiment of passion, wrath, and pride. Mary is a Asura: the great disasters of the east....
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