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Kazuma's Luck Runs Out: Konosuba Aqua TG
🕑 Added 2020-05-07 08:22:42 +0000 UTC
“Awww c’mon Kazuma I just want some drinking money! You gave Darkness and Megumin theirs!”
“I gave you yours too but you spent it all already! Besides if I left you in charge of our loot we’d be destitute by dinner.” Kazuma was pretty annoyed that she had found him so quickly, having purposefully distanced himself knowing that Aqua would piss away her rewards and quickly forget he had even given her anything. He had hoped to be at least drunk by the time she found him, but he had haggled a bit too much and while she might have been a useless idiot most of the time, she always seemed to zero in on him when she was looking for money. This had led to her harassing him through the market and back to their house where he could at least settle this privately without any of her acolytes butting in. And of course now she was trying to give him the teary eyes like that ever worked.
“Y-You’re always so mean to me! Why can’t you be nice just this once?!” He pretended to consider it, but instead responded, “What was it you always called me? A Shut-In Neet?” Her crocodile tears instantly faded to anger.
“Who resurrected you five times last mission?!”
“Who alerted the guards, aggroed the monster and threw me into three traps ‘for fun.’”
“Stop being petty I brought you back to life!”
“It still hurt! Go be useless somewhere else and let me enjoy the night.”
“Waaaah~! Meanie!” She was already a little drunk from the stench of alcohol that came from her, which made what she did that much more worrying once she aimed a hand at him.
“I bet I can make you worship me! I’ll resurrect only the parts of you that like me you fake plastic Shut-In!” What followed were a barrage of spells that sent Kazuma scrambling for safety only for whatever she had sent out to wash over him as the familiar full body vibration of rebirth filled him, his still living status making it feel uncomfortably like every muscle in his body had fallen asleep. The magic seeped into everything, muscles, clothing, hair, all of it buzzing in a way that was ticklishly pleasant besides his boxers. Those were clamping tighter and tighter, grafting onto his groin as he stumbled, scared at what her shitty luck stat and random magic might be doing to him.
Knowing whatever was happening was too late to avoid, he instead stumbled to Aqua, ready to scream her into submission.
“FIX THIS RIGHT N-haaaaa~.” The boxers were more like panties now, riding up his crack and clamping down on his groin, the fabric buzzing at high speeds until it vanished, the pressure still there even if they were no longer visible. It was painfully constrictive, but also undeniably erotic, his cock being rubbed every which way as he hardened. While he couldn’t see it yet, the arousal coursing through him was beginning to have other effects as well, Aqua surprised at first as she saw random strands on his head turn blue, the strands sprouting with a luster that looked very familiar, especially as they continued to grow down past his hips, though he seemed oblivious due to it only being a few strands at a time. This seemed promising.
Kazuma was clearly in great distress from how flushed his cheeks were, his hands trying to grasp and pull at the seemingly non existent panties as arousal continued to mount, his groans turning to moans. It was in this state that he could barely notice how strange it was that he could actually grope at his thighs, his usual pants splitting as the magic ran through them, a slash cutting across the thighs as the lower pant legs and boots merged leaving them as blue boots with his sucks stretching up as pale stockings. The rest of his pants had frilled out, layers folding in on themselves to form a familiar short skirt that on Kazuma’s male build was more exposing than teasing, his cock fully visible while the tight miniskirt sewed itself into his white shirt, corrupting the fabric with dark blue. Aqua found it all incredibly hilarious as she realized what was happening, his sleeves separating at the shoulders, his cape now the white starburst neck wrap with blue trim that she always wore. Soon Kazuma was wearing an exact copy of her outfit, the entire ensemble ridiculous on him as he struggled to fight it, resulting in a burst of laughter from the goddess.
Of course, she wasn’t just content to watch from the sidelines. Hell no this was too much fun to just let him writhe till it was over, she was going to tease the hell out of him. Besides knowing him this was probably one of his fucked up pervert fantasies.
“Awww Kazuma I didn’t realize how much you were into being me.” She rubbed at one of his exposed shoulders, the skin rough and kind of oily at first, but as she rubbed back and forth it seemed to give in to the goddess’s touch, exfoliating to hairless perfection, her traced circles becoming frictionless as her perfect skin spread to his like an infection, only opposite cause this was clearly making him better than worse. To Kazuma it felt like his skin was suddenly bursting with pleasure, an eroticism he had never felt before just from rubbing spreading under Aqua’s touch as he moaned, a good quarter of his hair exploding out in waves of sea blue hair, his eyes opening finally out of confusion towards what he was feeling.
Needless to say, he freaked the fuck out.
“AQUA WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU-NNGH GAAaaaah~!” His outburst had scared Aqua, her hand pressing down instinctively as his shoulder felt the weight of her pressure, reborn with a crunchy snap that sent Kazuma writhing in shocked ecstasy. It was like that feeling in a massage parlor where they find a knot in your muscles or an ache in your joint you’d grown used to and mercilessly fix it, that wonderful sensation spreading as the smooth skin traveled down his arm, making the muscles twitch and bones pop and relock in their sockets. Before his eyes the small bit of muscle he had actually earned from all of his quests and work was fading before his eyes, fitting gracefully into the lithe sleeve, radiating mana as his fingers stretched to delicate feelers, the whole hand dainty. He realized what was happening to him at that point, horrified that he was turning into Aqua and worse, that it felt amazing.
It wasn’t like he could bluff his way out of how it felt, no his dumb mouth and cock kept making it clear how much he was enjoying it to Aqua’s mocking delight. So he skipped trying to deny it and instead tried to think of appealing to her better nature… sweating as he realized she didn’t really have one to appeal to. She was vain, useless and worshipped by millions of adoring acolytes all in love with her, worshipping her and making her feel so-
“Ahh~hh!” There was a surge of desire at the thought of being worshipped, something Kazuma had never felt before as he rarely cared what others thought of him, preferring to just do things his own was, yet the thought of all those people thinking of her, praying to her, jerking their dull little dicks to the perfection that was- He cut that thought off, but the damage was done, another shiver going down his spine as the tip of his cock began to leak, his other shoulder, arm and hand buzzing pleasantly as he gave another moan.
The following pops and squelches certainly sounded painful, but it felt like bliss to the deifying man, drawing upon his self control to try and reason with Aqua.
“O-Okaaaay~ I’ll give y-OOOH! The money just rest-OHHHre me back to normal!” For some reason that must have been hilarious to her because she just started laughing holding a finger threateningly over his erect cock.
“Aww but that’s not what you really want is it? You’re always so responsible, I bet the horny nerd that you are just wants to… let it all out.” She pressed down on his cock, Kazuma screaming as he came, Aqua actually surprised as her push sent his cock inside an inch. The pleasure was all encompassing, ecstasy running down his shaft and deeper into his body, his skin electrifying as small hairs and scars everywhere popped off to leave a sensitive sheen of godly smooth skin, all of it amped up as his nervous system made the pleasure a full body dive into divinity. Aqua for her part had jumped back, barely missed by an explosion of cum as Kazuma writhed and moaned, his erect member sinking another inch with a gloopy explosion.
His cock wasn’t the only thing exploding out, the rest of his hair floofing down his back, draping him in periwinkle softness as a few strands slid down far enough to tickle his exposed privates. It was horrible for his mind even if it felt better than anything in his life, that greatness making it easier for the aqua in his mind to talk hyperly and extoll how much better she was, her body, her mind. Each orgasm felt like the answer to a prayer, a prayer he was giving to Aqua, her purification driving him wild as his eyes wobbled, the irises flushed with blue. Leaning forward, a big shit eating grin on her face, Aqua giggled at his changing form, appreciating the growing size of his eyes, the way his lips forced themselves to a smile as they plumped up, the pleased moan that rose as his spine snapped upwards, forcing his flat chest to thrust up as his waist dipped inwards, all that muscle and pointless bone scrunching in to her divine curves.
“Who’s useless now Kazuma?! I bet you regret being so stingy now, though if you beg and pay for a night out I guess I can tr- AHH! EWWWW NOOOO~!” Yes Kazuma’s waist really was a perfectly prim thing, all curves and delectable dips, begging to be touched, groped, adored, but all of that mass was jettisoned down, shaking his body as it filled out his bottom half.
The sensations were fucking amazing putting it bluntly, Kazuma’s hips spreading to accomodate all of that succulent fat, swelling his cheeks, making them firm and thick while more of it spread to his thighs, his amped up skin making every slight swell pleasureable as he felt his bony legs turn svelte and pillowy, the erotic rubbing of his skin nothing compared to the way his thighs swelled around his cock, three sets of smooth skin sending him in a state of euphoria. Even with the thunderous shaking of his ass cheeks and heavenly thickness in his thighs, the slim ejection from his waist had too much material left, all of that wasteful mass turning to pure water as it swelled his balls, mixing with all of the cum to shoot out in a geyser as his cock lost two more inches from the pressure, his ecstatic cries only overpowered by Aqua’s ones of disgust as she was drenched in his cum.
She ran off to shower, leaving Kazuma whining as Aqua’s voice ringed out in his head, begging to have her presence there. He felt like he was being driven mad between the shrinking of his cock and the growing desire for Aqua in his mind, her every imagined word sending shivers of desire through his body.
Shut up shut up get out of my head I will not lose to a useless gaaawwwd doesn’t that feel amazing to have Aqua’s power coursing through us? Making you perfect? Don’t you just want to let go of all that dumb responsibility stuff and actually enjoy being in a fantasy world? Just dive into the sea of our Ahhhhhhrgh! No! She’s not perfect she’s a adorably dumb, self-centered because the whole world revolves around her deservedly, urggh c-cute, sexy mmm Aqua~!
His moans gradually rose, his Adam’s Apple bubbling to more pure water, exorcising those deep, nerdy tones for something high and soaring. It felt so good to hear Aqua’s voice rising from his throat, joyfull squeals accenting the massaging growth as his stout neck lengthened to swan-like elegance. While her glorious tones pleased his ears, they also surrounded his cock in Aquaness, his balls shriveled, shaft throbbing as it trickled out cum, his cock desperate to release something, anything it didn’t need.
Well I don’t think we need all that dumb intelligence don’t you think?
Oh yes I don’t- wait no s-staAAHHHHHHP~! All of his reasoning skills and argumentative talent were draining from his brain along with strategy and technique, the parts of his brain still his own confused about what they were even arguing about as he hugged his shoulders, crying as they sloped down, his smarts and bulkiness swelling his balls once more before a great eruption shot out, his mind sparking as his testicles nearly crumpled inside him, just needing one small push to invert. Aqua with her usual impeccably horrible timing had opened up the bathroom door, thinking his cock was pushing in only to be drenched once more in his releases, angry crying noises sounding off as she slammed the bathroom door, jumping back into her bath.
The voice of Aqua was just too persuasive, the pleasure too potent and Kazuma was just too dumb to really fight it effectively, catching himself squealing along happily in her voice as Aqua ran down his legs, surving his calves, slimming his heels, making his toes pop out long, dainty and sexy as his legs became sufficient vehicles for Aqua’s godly presence.
But like if Aqua is so super incredibly great and wonderful and stuff then where is she huh?
Silly Kazuma, she’s right here! That’s why we’re becoming Aqua so that we’ll never be out of her presence again. Mmmm don’t you feel so sexy now? And all of those acolytes worshipping at our feet, our bodies, throngs of people longing to please us…
Ohh that does sound MMPH nice, so nice, soooooo~
“OHHHHHH GAAAWWWWDESSS! OHHHH MEEEE~!”
He needed something to shoot out, Aqua’s dainty fingers gifting his cock and balls with their soft touch, pleased that he could grant his own prayers as they pressed on the shrunken raisins that seemed so out of place between the perfection of Aqua’s thighs, squealing as he forced them in, his body writhing as his character sheet was edited, a glowy goopy substance rocketing out his two inch cock as his balls penetrated his body, slurping down and making sure to spit out the rest of whatever it was they were using for lubrication, Kazuma’s luck stat draining to 0. If he could see that stat going down he’d have yelled at it for a while, since he sure as hell felt lucky as Aqua’s ovaries began pumping mana through his body, her essence overwhelming him, filling him with her power, her body, her breasts.
“AHHHH YEEESSSS OHHHH YESSS AQUAAAAA~!” She didn’t know why she was screaming in third person anymore, her brain thrusting out some disgusting stuff from her mind, scouring all the remote parts of her brain for every trace of that Neet Shut-In that she could find, annoyed that he was still lurking somewhere in there. Well he could have whatever corner he had tucked himself into, she was Aqua now and her body had to be perfect. Her nipples were finally erect, grinning at her mana factories in her hips, knowing exactly where they were stored. One of the nerd parts of her sparked, saying the mana was stored in the balls, which made her laugh until she gasped, cumming out that bit of nerdiness and laughing further at her superiority. Stupid Kazuma, mana wasn’t stored in the balls, she didn’t have those! Goddess mana was stored in the breasts! That’s why all the best goddesses were stacked and she was no different.
The next few minutes were amazing for her, a thumping in her hips rising up, slowly pooling under her nipples as they swelled into discs, tenting her outfit as mana flowed and flowed. Her cock could barely take the pleasure of just her beestings, intelligence and luck still leaking in spurts as her bosom swelled, teasingly slow, annoying the goddess as she wanted them now! With a rising groan Kazumaqua squeezed her hips, cooing as that really got the mana flowing, her hands leaving her dick alone to play with her swollen mammaries, moaning and cumming with every growth spurt until her heaving chest thrust out to its full size, the orgasm so strong she screamed as a velvety tearing sound wracked her groin, her shaft throbbing between the pussy lips that threatened to gobble up the pathetic worm that was left.
She giggled at Kazuma’s cock remnants, the two inch nub a dark pink, it’s shape looking ridged and shockingly sensitive, so tender it hurt a little when she poked it but the following ecstasy more than made up for it, a few clear shots of something leaking out the widened tip. She decided to give herself a few prayers of joy.
“Praise Aqua! Praise Me! Goodbye you limp-dicked no good-” Kazumaqua was cut off by a voice in her head screaming no, the remnants of Kazuma coming out of hiding to fight back fruitlessly, Aqua happy to hear that nerd whine as she pressed down on their shaft, cumming as his mental screams of anguish turned into those of ecstatic sublimation. Hot fluids poured from her lips as she pressed the sensitive nub in further, groaning, screaming crying out her name as her fingers delved into her velvet folds, the wonderful strength of her pussy rubbing against every inch of her cock as she thrust it deeper, harder, rhythmically slipping her hand out before diving back into even greater depths of pleasure. With one final dive she felt something split, her ass wobbling as her last fountain shot out her pussy, her new lips trembling from the release as her cum now spread in pools of clear, clean water, her body feeling pure, sexy, horny and ready for a drink. It felt so good being Aqua that she couldn’t help herself, moaning in the aftershocks as she came a few more times in quick succession, wiggling her booty around as the money bag from Kazuma spilled out her top, gold coins scattering about as she showed off her new slit to the world.
“Very nice Kazumaqua. I know Kazuma was always a coward, but that’s a pure pussy if I’ve ever seen one” Aqua grinned approvingly at her new twin, fresh out of her shower, the two of them giggling at their victory, knowing they’d have a full night to enjoy their new sisterhood, and maybe even catch some cute acolytes.
“I got it from the best goddess there is Aqua! Though if you want to show it some worship, I’d be happy to inspect your altar if you’d-” She tried to get up, but groaned instead, her body feeling weird. Usually Kazuma’s luck stat would help offset most of the negative side effects of Aqua’s fuck ups, especially when she had mixed together a bunch of spells half heartedly, one meant for idol worship unknowingly rebounding against a series of other transformation spells, two sets of absolutely awful luck rolling the dice and coming up completely fucked. It was getting harder to move, Kazumaqua’s joints stiffening, her body feeling sluggish, dull. It felt like she was hardening all over, a dull pleasure driving deeper and deeper into her skin. Something was clearly wrong to the point that even the shreds of Kazuma in her brain were allowed to panic.
What did you do?!
N-Nothing! We’re perfect in every way okay there’s no way we’d ever screw up on a resurrection- OHHH~!
H-Hey what’s that moaning for you’re in control you have to stop whatever… ohh fuck ohhhhh yesss.
Aqua stared at her clone confused, their body trembling, barely moving as a torturously pleased moan quivered from her stiffening lips. Kazumaqua was shrinking, her skin plasticizing, that seemingly inhuman perfection literal as her hair became as synthetic as her clothes, her thighs squeaking as they rubbed together, trying to release one final orgasm as all other sensations were numbed into nothingness besides a fulfilling pleasure.
“A-Aqua…” Kazumaqua’s head jittered as she tried to turn to her creator, her body half its size, joints not more bendable plastic than bone and skin, Kazuma and Aqua’s voices ringing in harmony.
“F-Feels soooo goooooooood~...” She tried to say more things, but by that point her vocal chords had solidified, her internals throbbing as they turned into a synthetic goo. Her brain was plasticizing, imprinted only with the prayers and worship of her followers, her every atom devoted to being a figurine for the divine goddess that ruled her life.
“Ohh crap. Uh Kazumaqua? Y-You there?! C’mon speak to me Kazumaqua!” Eventually the figurine copy of her was finished shrinking, a perfect 1/10th scale replica looking back at her, every inch a perfect recreation. Worried she picked up her teammate, feeling up the figurine for signs of life. Surprisingly the ass and bust of the figurine were malleable, a softer kind of plastic almost like the stuff used in stress balls easily shifting under her grip as she squeezed the replica, each squeeze releasing a hot puff of air from somewhere between the Aqua figurine’s legs. Inside the doll, Kazuma and Aqua were still conscious, yet their separation was eroding, the joy of being handled by their creator like this too much for their plastic brains, the two squealing in perfect harmony as all that was left for them was pleasure in serving and spreading her name, the ecstasy too strong for rational thought or horror or even worry, the figurine in an endless bliss.
Aqua didn’t know what to do, worried about how she’d explain this to Darkness and Megumin when they returned. Why was the world always so unfair to her?! It’s not like this was her fault(even though it totally was)and she didn’t know the first thing about undoing curses. Maybe she could swing by Wiz’s place and get her to fix this if she knew how to do it. URGGH screw it she could think things through tomorrow, for now she had all of kazuma’s gold, a slight headache and a desperate thirst for booze. She’d figure it out in the morning.
Of course she brought the figurine of herself along, not wanting it to be found by any of her acolytes or seen by her other teammates. At this point the figurine found it positively silly to ever think of itself as a human, the pleasure having eroded all the parts of her brain that weren’t devoted towards Aqua. It cheered as Aqua drank tankard after tankard, proud as her formsake wasted away the bag of gold as all good gods should. No one wants an offering to ever go to waste. Meanwhile Aqua was turning increasingly sloshed, Vodka a more accurate name for her body’s makeup after a bar crawl through the town. Finally she reached the last place in the whole area, grinning like an idiot as she upended the bag of Kazuma’s money to finish off the night.
“Boooooooooooozzzzze. Gimme gimme.” To her shock though, the bag was empty, a few too many rounds bought at other places along her crawl.
“Awwwww~! Why didn’t Kaaaasoomah tell meeee weeeee wasss broooooke?! WAAAAAAH~!” The goddess made quite a scene, the bartender who was quite enamored with her look and shape noticing another bag under her arm.
“Uh miss what’s that?”
“H-Huh? OHHHH YAAAAAY~!” She poured out the figurine, a perfect replica in a teasingly compromised position slamming to the table, catching the eyes of the many drunks at the bar.
Oh yes bask in our glory mortals let us show our love and devotion to the goddess Aqua! She wasn’t really worried about being handled roughly, her plasticine body made to be nigh unbreakable from a few buffs her goddess form had, the hard shake just sending further waves of dizzying pleasure through her mind, the eyes and attention of the throng driving her wild with lust and ecstasy despite the unmoving contours of her body.
“Wait aren’t you that goddess that’s been getting popular?”
Yes mortals worship her perfection!
“Uhhh yeah thaaas me Ahhhquaaa. Been t’every lass bar cept thisss one.” Considering that, the bartender began fingering over the Aqua figurine, a chorus of silent cheers and squeals making the plastic oddly warm and comfortable in his grip.
“Well since your a goddess how about I give you a few free rounds, just let me keep this figurine as a token of your visit. It isn’t every day a man gets to serve a goddess.” Aqua doubted that was true, but then again Chris never liked to talk about her actual identity. But wasn’t it important or something? Aqua wracked her brains trying to remember, but all she found was more alcohol and for some reason a lot of baths. Eh she doubted it was all that important.
“Yaaaaaay free booze! Bye mini me.”
She’s abandoning me? The figuring was shocked as she was passed around, realizing that she was currency for the last drinks, subject to the lecherous stares and eyes of the patrons. This would be it for her? The last that she would be carried around all for her formsake’s alcohol?
Oh goddess yes! I’ve finally been useful! She values me so much and is leaving me to spread her gospel oh praise Aqua! Praise Aqua! Praise! While the figurine would be forgotten by Aqua over the following hangover, the figurine would never forget her, days spent being fondled by drunkards, cumming internally every time one of them said her name or passed her around. Her master the barkeeper was also such a hunk and it thrilled her every time he fondled her. She knew eventually he’d pass away or send her off to spread her message elsewhere and the sands of time would tick on, but she’d find a new master, and a new new master and a new new new master.
These were the thoughts that ran through her head as her master grunted, one hand on her, the other on his cock. She always took a special joy the few times he rubbed one off while saying her goddess’s name, his rough grip always a reassuring pressure for her, feeling the love of her master and Aqua with every grunt and release that caked over her. It was so nice to praise Aqua like this. And she’d praise Aqua forever. PRAISE AQUA!
