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Girl On Girl (Yuri DDLC Tg Pt 3)
🕑 Added 2021-08-31 03:54:58 +0000 UTC
You felt confident, untouchable. Everyone in the frat house knew of your... proclivities, the hush hush nature of it all backed by a national sports team that wouldn't let their star player miss a game just because of some allegations. You were on top of the food chain and nothing could bring you down. Well okay one thing could, a random phone alert letting you know your steam page had been logged into. You knew sometimes the guys used your computer so it didn't worry you that much, but then there was a charge on your card and you knew this wasn't someone fucking around. It was for some stupid romance game that only a nerd who hacked for a living would buy since they can't get a girl in the real world. You quickly called up your card to get things changed and the purchase undone, but that's when something odd happened, the line staticy with a low ominous hum to it, a woman's voice responding from the other end.
"Hello asshole. Do you remember Sayori? You had your fun two nights ago. I think she deserves an apology, so I'm having you make a poem for her. I would have done this sooner but I had to coax what happened out of her. I undid the damage at least, but you're not going to get away with that at all. I hope you're ready for your punishment."
What the hell was this? Did you dial the wrong number? Sayori Sayori... wasn't she that chick you fucked at that mixer? You always liked the shy girls that looked like they wouldn't talk and the naive ones that never know when they're dealing with. But if this bitch thought she could make you cower she had another thing coming.
"Wahh so I got a little rough with her. She had a good time and you can't prove shit. So fuck off bi-"
ALONE
Something was wrong. There had been clamor and yelling all around you before, guys drinking and wrestling and complaining about games as your lively frat house went silent. You were in the kitchen area, and you knew someone had been cooking before but now there was nothing, the room empty, the house eerily silent.
"What the fuck?"
You weren't even talking to her, completely confused by what you were seeing, trying to understand just what had happened. People didn't just vanish like that, though didn't that girl say something right as it happened? You were too busy yelling at her to properly hear-
DARK
The lights went out the second she said it, now just a dim glow. But that didn't make any fucking sense. It was barely past lunch! How the fuck did the sky go dark when it was sunny a second ago?!
"Wh-What the fuck are you doing? How are you doing this?!"
There was a hiss of static before her voice laughed mockingly at your question.
"How do you know I'm doing this? So I got a little rough with you, you can't prove-"
You hung up at that point, hoping that would put an end to the weirdne-
"-shit you... Did you just try to hang up on me? Aww poor little baby. I thought you were going to fuck me up or something like your other victims that tried to talk. I'm going to enjoy toying with you."
You threw the phone, yelping when her voice continued to echo from it, the call switching to speakerphone as it flew across the room. Her voice chased after you as you ran, echoing as its volume stayed the same no matter how far you left it behind, the echo giving it a demonic reverb that bounced with the growing static.
"Run little boy, try to escape me. Wherever you go I'll see you. I control your phone, I control your reality. I control you."
Another word boomed down the halls as you ran to the stairs, hoping to burst out the front door, free of this nightmare.
AMBIENT
You were almost out, the front door at the end of this hallway, your legs taking the stairs four at a time as she laughed, turning the corner to freedom only to find yourself in your room. That was impossible though, your room was on the fourth floor and you had gone down from the second. And wait, was this even your room? There seemed to be random books strewn about, something off like your stuff was shifting between blinks. One wall would seem the same as you looked at it, but then you'd notice a poster for some goth looking cw shit on the other wall. The moment your eyes left one spot they'd return to something different, purples cropping up as your bedspread looked feminine, your sheets folded when you turned to see your shelves filled with books, the moldings even different as you stared.
You couldn't stay here, this wasn't right. You ran, but the halls weren't the same, each corner a new change, the clack of your sneakers muffling as a fuzz seemed to grow at every turn on the floor, carpeting replacing the wood as you slammed through another door, the knob carved and fancy as you found yourself back in your room. No, no this couldn't be your room, there was barely anything 'you' left to it, everything neatly folded and hung, dresses, sweaters, sheafs of old paper hanging next to an inkwell as candles gave a faint glow to the changed interior. A body length mirror rested where your skateboard had been, the posters all where you had yours but papered over with media you'd never be caught dead reading much less hanging on your wall. There was a discomfort that was hard to place, your clothes tight on you as you ran away, finding your way somehow to the kitchen without using the stairs. The geography was fucked, but you weren't going down without a fight, nearly tossing open a drawer as you pulled out a knife.
"C-Come out you fucking cunt! I'll fucking wreck-"
HURT
"NNGH GHH AGHHH!!!"
You were muscled all around, years of training leaving you a beast of a man as you couldn't help but flex just by existing with your copious muscles. Muscles ridged every contour to your body. Every single one of them seemed to tear at once, your legs collapsing as it felt like you pulled your everything, your body one massive, hulking bruise as you fell to the floor. Your screams somehow never drowned out her laughing as you writhed like a fish on land, your muscle turned to jelly as there was nothing but aching pain no matter your position, even the knife in your grip hurting as your fingers felt like jelly. It was in your bones too, each one scraping against ruined strength as you whimpered, crawling bit by bit as the woman's voice laughed.
"You didn't even notice the first thing I changed about you, but don't worry, it'll become obvious soon. But my that sounds painful doesn't it? Let me take care of that for you."
ENTROPY
You couldn't describe what it felt like, the throb of the torn muscles lessening subtly, but there was a tight squeeze, like your body was a stuffed sausage leaking filling. You crawled, knife in hand, groaning as you felt weaker, the halls warping as you felt dizzy. It didn't take long for you to need a break, gasping as you stared at the arm clutching the knife, the skin mottled in red and purple, but there was something else off about it, almost like it was... smaller? You stared, seeing the throb as the muscle jiggled under your skin, the white cuff peeking out from under your jacket- Wait you weren't wearing a jacket you had a t shirt on and some shorts! She laughed as if she could read your mind, clapping mockingly as if to congratulate you for noticing the blazer and dress shirt hugging your top, your leg hair bristling together in the free flowing skirt that hugged your hips.
"I think you pull it off wonderfully, but what were you thinking with those sizes? Much too large for you..."
The clothes squeezed around you, your body giving as you felt the muscle make grotesque, gelatinous sounds as it tightened, your arms deflating, your barrel chest turning to mugs, then lids as you screamed helplessly on the ground. It fucking hurt even with the slowly fading nature of the pain, your body curling up to fetal position as you hugged your abs, feeling them flatten to nothingness one by one until the pain finally subsided. When it was over you nearly cried, groaning as your skin sagged in spots, all your muscle gone as you stumbled to your feet, panting with the effort as you barely had the strength to support your own weight any more. You tottered through a door, finding your new room once more, not even questioning it as you stumbled to the mirror to see the damage. You looked like a beanpole in women's clothing, most of your waist visible along with your lanky legs as if-
VERTIGO
"NNGH!"
The room warped, your center of gravity plummeting, a series of painless but unsettling crunches popping along your body as you fell to the ground, but there wasn't much distance to it as before. The bottom of the jacket now tucked easily into your skirt, no waist showing as the room towered over you, at least two feet of height taken from you.
"I like you better on the ground writhing. But why don't we get to the real fun?"
SENSATION
Chills ran down your body, your skin's folds ironing out as it pulled tight to your body. Your skin was pulsing, the hairs rustling like wheat in a storm as the red and purple faded to a perfect creamy paleness. You sighed as your skin's sensitivity ramped up, gasping as pores coughed out every hair before squeezing together, your hands brushing past soft, perfect skin that looked almost-
INCONGRUENT
"NNGH! MMPH! NRRR!"
Your thoughts stopped as the bones in your face grinded into one another, shifting like tectonic plates as your flesh quaked into a new shape.
There was no control, no way of fighting back, your view a blurry mess as you felt your eyelids twirl around the sockets, their shape falling backwards like a doll with ill fitting glass, your cries quivering upwards as something thick and gooey seemed to block your throat. Tears and mucus spilled out as your nose collapsed into your skull, your brain battered as you swore you could feel it straining out your scalp, though maybe that was just your hair as curtains of it fell over your tear smudged view, tangling in the new lengths of your lashes as you squealed out in a husky alto. There were no words, just terror as your new voice echoed out, your lips wormlike and thick as you shook your head, the curtains opening to reveal your new face as you watched the last of your cheeks soften, your left eye swelling to fit its new socket as you could only stare wordlessly at the impossible sight before you.
It was a woman's face, your hands touching it as the contact made your fingers jerk and shrink as the knife fell to the ground.
"What, wh-what is-"
"What I thought you'd be familiar with the look of a frightened woman. Imagine how many girls felt like this, imagine their-"
SCARS
"AGGGHHH~!"
Sharp lines of pain crisscrossed up your arms and legs, what little muscle you had leaking out in the thin red strips as you watched surface level cuts dance along open skin, your eyes squeezing shut as you felt your nipples sliced in two just below the surface, the last of your strength gone as there was something feminine about the spots, all of the cuts healing to nothing except for the ones on your arms, a texture now added to the brush of your dress shirt.
"Please s-stop! I promise to never-"
"Oh it's far too late for that. That was only a taste of their pain, now get ready to feel truly-"
BROKEN
You screamed, the bones in your body crunching as you felt your skeleton shatter and heal, your internals a hot messy stew as you writhed on the floor. You could feel your hips spreading, shoving the flesh apart as your organs squeezed into a tighter cage. Every joint that could do so dislocated over the course of a few minutes, your shoulders spasming as loud, creaking bursts of broken skeleton angled them downwards, your frame shaved down to petiteness. A hard kick to your spine sent it arching as the bones in your legs stretched and relocked, squeezing your knees together. You thought you were tearing in half, that your body would rupture as your skeleton shifted regardless of what stood in its way. You thrashed on the carpet, broken as your screams and her laughter were the only source of company as your mind felt on the verge of collapse, the aftershocks of pain lasting long after it finally ended as your chest weakly heaved.
"Come on, get up. See how you've turned out so far."
ELECTRICITY
The lights turned on around you, giving a dingy yellow glow to the area around you as you looked at yourself in the mirror. You were like a deflated doll of a woman, no fat or cushioning yet if it weren't for your cock, there was very little masculine about you. Your waist was curved and slender, your hips bony, but broad. While they weren't good legs, you definitely wouldn't see them on a guy. Seeing the unimpressive half girl that had taken over your body filled you with-
SHAME
"Not bad, but it wouldn't be right for me to have all the fun here now would it? I'm not the one you need to make it up to."
JUDGEMENT
Chains suddenly shot down from the ceiling, manacling your arms and hoisting you into a spread eagle, the floor falling away below you as you were dropped into a shadowy main hall filled with books and passageways, murmurs coming from the shadows, getting closer. You shook against the restraints, grunting and screaming for help as the shuffling noises grew closer, shadows starting to dip towards you. Forms emerged as you whipped your head around, shocked to find them familiar, one a mousy girl you had fucked in high school, another the cheerleader you roofied after a bad loss. All of them had a glassy stare, murmurs of resistance and faded panicking spilling from their lips as they inched closer. They were all the women you had ever forced yourself on, all of them shuffling like zombies with the same thing gripped in their hands; a dildo replica of your cock, exact to the tiniest detail.
"There's so many here I bet you must have forgotten some of them. Don't worry, they'll help you remember with your body. They're just going to do what you did to them. Oh but didn't you say they all enjoyed it? Well I'll take your word for it. Let's make it good for you too."
LUST
"NO! STOP! I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'LL DO ANYTHING PLEASE DON'T- MMPPH MMGH MMM~!"
You were gagged with your own cock, the dildo even throbbing like a real one as they stuffed two down your throat. You muffled out a few moans, confused by the warmth swirling through your body, your body responding to their touch as your cock rose to attention. That was the only part of your body none of them seemed to care about, hands tearing away your clothes, leaving you naked as mouths sucked on your nipples, teeth bit all around nails stabbing into your pecs as they pulled and sucked. Your nipples were hard, but the copies of your cock were harder as they were jammed up every orifice, a few thrusting into your ass as you squealed, feeling another smash into your balls.
They were fucking you, slamming your own cock again and again as deep as they could, your nipples swollen and tender, your prostate mashed as you felt it contort in your hips, the throbbing cocks forcing you to enjoy it as they mashed your g spot to mush. You couldn't help it, moaning through the gag as you came, the cum half forced out as they squeezed your balls, the dildos starting to swell as something hot and sticky spilled down your throat, the replica cocks cumming as the fluids poured down your throat and sloshed inside your asshole, your own cum spilling looser and looser as the cocks at your balls dug deeper into the crease between them, the fluids splashing around your insides as you could feel them dribble under your nipples, into your ass cheeks, feeling like you were going to-
EXPLODE
If you could scream you would have, gagging out slurred squeaks as your body writhed, your breasts surging with fat, your nipples swelling in hungry mouths as fake cum sprayed over your chest. Your ass felt massive, your tits even bigger, but the burning pleasure was nothing compared to the tearing pucker below as the repeated thrusts finally tore your groin open as your cock shoved into an open, leaking gash.
It started as a shallow split in your groin, the cocks plowing it deeper as they split your thighs apart, ridging it as pain and ecstasy mixed into a forced, continuous orgasm. You flinched with every scrape, moaning as your tits bounced and were passed around like victory trophies, feeling as your balls were folded into the forming pussy, your cock squirting the seed you had left as one by one the girls finished redoing your assaults. Your breasts were kneaded, your ass bouncing as more of them retreated back to the shadows. Eventually you were left there panting, the final few cock copies coating your insides with cum as you let out a needy moan, the cum swimming and massaging your pussy walls before swimming inwards as your thighs swelled to proper girth, giving your cock a constant squeeze as the bindings released you, your room reforming around you as you rubbed your thighs, still shamefully horny.
UNCONTROLLABLE
"Eh? OH! OHHH~!"
Your thighs really began to mash, your fingers teasing your breasts as you began playing with yourself, unable to control your urges as the need moved you to act.
"Ah I should probably mention your past victims really drained you. Now every time you cum it's your identity. You're going to literally cum your brains out, though it's not like that's a great loss. Don't worry if you don't want it you won't lose anything. Now give me a show."
Your phone was there, your body moving on its own again as you jerked your cock, recording as you felt precum already glistening, spilling out as your last name became murky, the sport you played fading as more spilled down your thighs. You could see the scars on your arms, rubbing them against your breasts as you had to follow her orders, Monika's orders, her name making you hornier as your cock began to sink.
"Just can't help yourself can you Yuri? Just shove that stupid thing inside already."
You were begging, moaning, fruitlessly stalling the-
CLIMAX
"FUUUUCK! OH GOD OH GAAAWD I CAN'T STAAAHHP I'M FUUUUCKING G-HUUNNA- UUUUUGGGHHH~!"
You had a monster of a cock, the full foot of it fucking you as it slid down, slotting into the hole that had been your balls as you squeezed the tip, cursing, moaning, bellowing out as you needed to cum, needed to feel release. And yet there was horror, feeling your mind fading as thick, clear wads spilled onto the floor, your grip slipping from the phone as you began to shove with both hands.
You were fading, losing it in ecstasy as your interests faded, your name gushing out down your thighs as you screamed in a high squeak, half your cock shove in, the outwards half now folding what came before as the liquid juices of your identity lubed it up, chunks now sucking in as the hungry emptiness grabbed on, cum firing out like a hose as you were draining, fading, moaning softer and softer as the tip sunk from sight, your fingers sliding out as clear fluids sprayed from your shifting pussy. Something was twisting inside, shrinking tighter, burning as your new name flooded your thoughts, your self fading as you came and came, your eyes glossy, your mind clearing, your moans trailing as you felt the last vestiges squeeze from your brain as your clit tensed, a pitiful moan as your pussy came as you truly became-
EMPTY
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Monika stared at the thoughtless husk of a person, their panting, lifeless eyes moaning as a hand fingered their pussy robotically.
"Well it looks like you've finished before me. No point in dragging this out, that asshole is gone. There's no need for you to suffer anymore."
DAYDREAM
Flickers of awareness. Reading, gothic fashion, morbid humor. Fragments coming together. You had thoughts, likes, hates, wants. You were a person, you were a woman, you loved darkness and hated, you hated... Yuri. You hated-
JOY
Yuri awoke from what felt like a bad dream that turned into a wet one, flummoxed as she twisted in her bed, wondering what she had been doing. It felt like she had relapsed back into her past self, the one she used to hate, but she had great friends now and while she still had a few faded scars, she was happy to be morbid without any self hatred. Speaking of she was late! She had a date to go to and then a girl's night with Sayori and Natsuki! She needed to hurry since she always went the long ways around. It was annoying to be near the frat house rows, but at least she didn't have to deal with those creeps!
Looking from her digital space, Monika was frustratedly fingering herself, happy to have dealt with that asshole, yet now she was alone, the game empty besides her. Sure it had technically always been like this, but now they were all real and she was still stuck in the game, no poem, no host, no boyfriend, though now she had 'friends' who were making her jealousy rise. She didn't want to stay here dammit! She wanted a partner! And it had been so much fun to force that person into Yuri, Monika enjoying the chance to be vicious.. Hmm... well she'd need someone close to her original computer, someone she knew would come to her. Well she had given Natsuki her boyfriend, surely she wouldn't mind if Monika borrowed him tomorrow for a bit of self fulfillment…
