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This is a of the Becoming Monsters Universe by AiLoves, used with permission.
The core idea for this series comes from Batthew, and it stars their OC Elise the Bat. This chapter also contains Leo, the OC of RetroLeopard.
Chapter 2: Cat’s Out
The bell above the door to the Bespoke Batte rang again. It had been a busy week, and Elise was feeling quite happy with herself as her next victim… er, customer… walked in. A gray Cat Beastfolk at about 1:30 in the afternoon. He was in a gray hoodie with the hood pulled up, glancing around a bit nervously. Much like so many of her best clients did when they first came into her emporium. “Welcome! How can I help you today?”
“Uh, hello.” Even from those two words she could get a lot of information. He had a faint but distinct British undercurrent to his Seattle accent, so that meant a postChange transplant. Carried himself well, either a Delver or at least knew how to fight. Nice and smooth voice, though, and without a lot of the yowl other Catfolk often let creep in. Either got lucky in the Change or, more likely, got himself some vocal training at some point. Also short for a guy, about her size and that meant a bit under five and a half feet.
“I’m Elise, the owner and crafter for this shop. And you are?”
“Oh! Sorry, I’m Leo. Before you ask, yes, my parents got some laughs over being so close to prophets.” He looked left and right, seeming to be a bit disappointed in what he could see. Then again, this was the open section of the shop, and he didn’t seem the type to be entertained by trifles and newbie Delver equipment. “Do you have… anything stronger in here?”
“Of course! I wouldn’t be much of an emporium if I didn’t, and bespoke orders are my specialty.” Elise’s grin was broad and quite toothy, this one was going to be fun. She could already see his fairly powerful build hiding beneath that hoodie, it kept pressing up against where she could see it and she wanted a taste.
“Okay then. I’m looking for bindings. Something meant for someone normal size or a bit bigger than that, but who is very strong.” He took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment. “Very, very strong.”
Elise considered for a moment. “I think I can do that. Now, these bindings. Are they meant for a fight, or for something more… personal? It changes things.” Of course, the more personal things were more her lane, so she had some hopes.
He almost seemed to blush, though it was hard to tell past the fur and the hood. Something about the skin around his nose reddening a bit. “It’s personal. For me.”
Elise’s smile got a lot of fang to it just then. “Then that will make things easier. What’s your Strength score? That’ll tell me if I can use a normal enchantment or if I need to do something more… personal, shall we say.”
“That makes sense. I’m at twentyeight right now.” He seemed like he really didn’t want to say the number, but understood it was needed.
Elise, for her part, kept her reaction under control. Twenty Strength would have put him on par with Olympic power lifters just a few years ago. Twentyeight Strength meant he could juggle her, easily. Manhandle her like she was an inflatable doll. Fold her up like laundry and have his absolute way with her. That meant that not only was he strong before the Change, he had been training it since then… and given that he didn’t look like a grotesque pile of muscle, it also meant he had to have impressive amounts of Agility and Dexterity. And Charisma, he was quite easy on the eyes. Her nipples were hard, and her chastity cage felt very full.
More’s the shame the guy was probably a bottom if he was asking to be trussed up.
She got up and started walking over to him. “Twentyeight is impressive, Leo, but thankfully under the threshold for using more specialized kinds of things as long as the target is willing at activation. And since that’s you, I am guessing it’s a good assumption?”
Leo looked down. This had the added effect of directing his eyes down her cleavage, which wasn’t his intent, but neither objected. “You’re right.”
“Oh, good. I like to know I haven’t lost my touch! Now go on back through the red light door and stand in the circle I’ve drawn on the floor. We can figure out which of my selection will be best for you, then I’ll make sure to handcraft a set just for you.” She walked over to the door to flip the sign.
“There’s one more thing, Elise. I need this to be comfortable. Possibly for eight hours at a time.” Leo was being evasive. It was obvious, but there was nothing for it but to move forward.
“I will make sure the model you are fitted with will serve, and thank you for making that clear. Now go on ahead, I need to make sure that we are not interrupted.” She actually flipped the sign, then, and added the hanger that said she was with a customer. No way to know with this one if it would be fast or if it would take a while. She found herself hoping that Leo might take some extra special efforts from her. He seemed fun.
In the back room, she found Leo standing in the circle she’d described. He was looking around, much more interested in the kinds of things back here. Especially the bondage straps. “Some of these look intimidating. Not really comfortable, either, what is this metal?” He was staring intently at one arrangement that was glittering in an ominous manner.
“That one’s made of mithril. No, it isn’t particularly comfortable compared to leather or textile, but it can hold most Giantkin under fifteen feet tall. Now, go ahead and get naked. If we want to test this properly we can’t have those clothes in the way.”
Leo’s eyes widened, showing they were a light blue color reminiscent of summer skies. “Uh, right here? In front of you?”
Elise was going through the displayed models, considering her options for demonstration. “Of course. Nothing I haven’t seen before.”
Leo huffed. “If you insist. Best to do this right.” He started by removing his hoodie and shirt, tossing them to the side before pulling down his pants and underwear.
Elise noticed three things fairly quickly. First was that she was absolutely right about the kinds of sleek muscles this man had, pecs rippling under a slightly darker spot of fur on his chest. Second was that he had hidden his tail in his pants rather than letting it out. The third was the OTHER thing he let out, which distracted her fairly thoroughly from her other task.
“Very nice.” She meant it, too. Perhaps not the largest, but Leo’s dick looked good. Delicious, even.
He continued his blush uninterrupted. “I don’t get that very often.”
“Their loss. We can talk later, but for now…” she walked over with a tangled mass of black straps in her hand, placing it next to him, then glancing at the note card she had in her hand. “Let’s go ahead and test one, this only works on the willing. You ready?” He nodded. “Priapus.”
The straps reacted instantly. Like some kind of tentacled beast from the depths of the Dungeon, the mass leapt onto Leo and seized his limbs in its tendrils. His arms were pulled back and upward, his ankles tied to them, the straps wrapping his arms and legs and chest, another couple of them coming across his eyes, one coming across his mouth as a gag, more of the straps shooting upwards to find the hooks on the ceiling Elise had installed over the circle. In less than a dozen seconds, Leo was suspended a few feet off the ground, slightly swaying with the momentum of the sudden movements.
“I know it’s hard to talk with the gag, but just nod if those feel comfortable.” While Leo nodded, Elise was inspecting her work. In particular, the fact that one particularly exciting bit of the man was left hanging out by intent. “Good! Even though you’re gagged, the safe word for the straps is currently set to ‘pineapple,’ and they will let you go if you say it with intent no matter how garbled it comes out.”
Leo said something, but what it might be was a mystery. It evidently wasn’t “pineapple,” though, since he stayed right where he was.
Elise licked her lips. “And of course, the real trial of things.” She finished her lap, not finding the slightest tangle or twist in the straps. “It would be remiss of me to not test this in the situation it was meant for. Here’s how the next bit is going to go. You have a perfectly lovely cock hanging out and getting hard, I have two hands and am very willing to help with the problem. If you nod to give me permission, I am going to use those hands and a different bit of magic to make you cum at least once. Maybe more if I’m feeling generous. Alternatively, you can use the safe word and we skip that part. What say you?”
Two breaths later, Leo nodded. The nods were quick, eager and emphatic. Perfect.
With two snaps of the fingers of her right hand, she activated the ring she wore there. It was originally a mistake, something intended to create small objects temporarily so that she could have tools even if she forgot her kit. It never did come together to form the object, instead calling a large dollop of slick protoplasm into her hand which would evaporate in about an hour. It was neutral, it was ambient temperature, it was sterile, and it cleaned itself up by its nature. That made it absolutely perfect as lube.
It also used a Creation charm to do it, meaning it didn’t interfere with the lusty enchantments elsewhere in the room.
She reached out with both hands. Her left came to the straps across Leo’s chest to steady him. She made a brief mental note to see if she could build something like that into the enchantments next time, but that didn’t matter right now. With her right she gently but firmly took his penis into her hand and began slowly stroking to coat it in the ectoplasmic lube. It sprung to full hardness almost instantly under her hands, Leo himself thrashing and moaning in pleasure. As much as he did, though, the straps holding him in place barely budged.
“Oh, you like this. Way more reaction than these few strokes should have gotten.” Elise was starting to breathe hard, herself. “I bet you got your Touch enhanced in the Change, didn’t you? Great for balance, great for feeling how air moves, and absolutely amazing during . I’m kind of jealous, you know. It’s not just anyone who gets to experience what you are experiencing right now.”
Leo’s moans turned themselves halfway to mewls, the sound wordless but the meaning obvious. He was begging her to finish this, to bring him to the peak of pleasure that she had so quickly brought him into sight of. The sensations coursing through his body were absolutely unearthly. This wasn’t at all what he had come here for, but now that he was in the situation he found that he really didn’t mind. All too soon, he felt his mind white out with pleasure as he shot his essence down at the redorange bat beneath him.
Elise was sharp enough to know to get out of the way when orgasms happened in her vicinity. She didn’t have her special shampoo bottle at work, after all. She carefully kept stroking him, slowly, for as long as he kept cumming. Longer and longer. That’s when she noticed something. Those strokes seemed to be getting more difficult, like the lube wore off too soon. She switched hands to keep going as she called more, not missing a beat, but when her attention returned to the penis at hand another difference presented itself. It was darker in color, pretty much black instead of the gray it had been. It was also no longer the size it had been. Though the shape was still amazing, it had gone from “strictly average” to “porn star” and was still growing. Rapidly.
She looked up and found that the changes were engulfing the rest of him as well. Leo’s fur had gone black, and his wellmuscled form was expanding into something much more intimidating. Inch by inch, the man was getting taller. Broadening. Bulking. Elise stood and took two steps back as she saw something concerning. The enchanted leather straps, meant to hold helpless 99% of humanity if they agreed to go in willingly, were giving way. They were stretching, pressed backwards harder than they were able to contain. Leo’s orgasm stopped, but his moans and mewls changed to deep growls, bordering on roars. There was a pop. A whiff of acrid smoke. Another. Then, like the world’s worst bag of popcorn burning in the microwave, dozens more.
Her enchantments had reached their limits. Those were her runes overstraining and going out.
With a series of loud snaps, half of the straps broke. A blackfurred form tumbled out onto the floor, growling low as he slowly stood. Leo’s eyes opened, shining gold as he stared the Bat straight in the eyes. He sniffed the air, and this time it was Leo’s turn to smile with entirely too much fang. In the same low growl, he addressed Elise. “I am not done. Are you?”
Eyes wide, pupils dilated. She slowly shook her head “no” as he took a couple more steps towards her. The power and presence of him had her at his mercy.
Leo leaned in, his hot breath on her ear. “Then why are you still dressed?
In a blur, Elise found herself nude, pinned against the wall, and VERY happy for the fact that Leo was still heavily lubricated by her little trick with the ring. He was not slow. He was not gentle. She, thankfully, was hornier than she could ever remember being, and quite well prepped for him. When the mighty black werecat form of her customer thrust himself up into her, it was so deep she could almost feel her spine straighten. She felt like it should have hurt a bit somewhere, no matter how ready for it she was. Instead, all she could feel was the overwhelming sensation of being stretched out and stuffed more than she ever dreamed of.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, in a place not taken over with a haze of lust or shattered by the sensation of getting repeatedly rammed, Elise remembered her prediction that he would be able to easily juggle her, manhandle her like she was an inflatable doll, fold her up like laundry, and have his absolute way with her. She just hadn’t predicted that he would do it quite this quickly, or that he would presently be pushing her into a wall with her feet dangling two feet off the ground, her tongue lolling out and yips of pleasure escaping her.
There may have been orgasms involved on her part, she couldn’t be sure if the sensation of her clenching down on him was that or just a result of her hanging on for dear life. Elise couldn’t look down to see if there was any evidence of her spraying across the wall like there was of him splattering his essence on the ground in the circle. Not with the kind of force he was ramming her with and the size of the weapon he was doing it with. He was on her like a thing from the wilds, a ual beast from the darkest depths of the Dungeon, and she could not get enough of it. His jaws were on the back of her neck, his mighty arms holding her own helplessly aside as he pinned her there.
It was with a sense of both bliss and regret that she felt it. The first signs of the coming end. Leo’s alreadymagnified dick swelled up slightly more than even he had been, his thrusting pace growing more powerful and frantic.his hot breath at her neck grew ragged, and with one final growl he let loose a torrent of cum into her the likes of which she barely realized could exist.
As he pumped cum into her, it seems to carry the fight out of his body. With every thrust and every spray, he shrank. His fur lightened, his eyes faded back to blue, he lost a lot of the overwhelming muscle. It should be noted that even his end state was still powerful, though, it just looked like a lot less when compared to the being who had just been pinning her to the wall.
Suddenly, he slipped out of her and stumbled backwards, coming fully back to himself. Leo remembered being bound, he remembered the magicallyenhanced handjob, then nothing. The circle had a large splatter of cum in it, that confirmed things. The bat laying on the floor in a puddle of their combined cum was something he didn’t remember happening, but he could put two and two together. “Okay, so… I guess now you know why I need the bindings.”
Elise flopped over on the floor, coming to her own senses. She was covered in cum, some still wet and some starting to dry. Her wings flared out weakly to try to get some balance, but her legs were wobbly enough that balance wasn’t quite enough to get to her feet. “Why would you ever want to stop yourself from doing that?”
Leo walked over to the wall she was now trying to sit up against. He sat down beside her, not feeling the steadiest himself. Well, a couple of feet away, anyway, he didn’t want to get the cum on his fur any more than she enjoyed having it there. “That’s the first time it’s happened when I was feeling lusty. Well, second, but the first time I was also mad. That’s a Class thing you saw me do, and it’s really useful Underground, but I kind of lose control of it sometimes. Usually around strong emotion, but not always.”
“Oh, I see. How much warning do you usually get?” She had managed to get herself at least sitting vertically. Her wings were flopped to the side, and her tail was curled up under her to try to make the hard ground at least somewhat comfortable.
“Uh, usually around 30 seconds, maybe a minute if I know it’s going to be that kind of situation. If I’m on a Delve team, I tell them to clear off and let me take it out on the monsters. If I’m at home, it lets me try to get myself secured, but you saw what happens with that. I don’t have great control over myself in Battle Beast form if I’m not in it deliberately, I just kind of do what I was doing when I went in.”
Elise’s butt was remarkably sore. “So this time you were doing me.”
“Yep.” Leo was definitely doing better than Elise. He stood back up. “I wasn’t asking for magical bondage harnesses in order to have kinky in my apartment. Not that I’m complaining, mind, this was really good. I was asking for them so that I can make sure I’m secure when I don’t need to be fighting monsters. I don’t need to be rampaging in the Delver Villa, that tends to make problems over in the Guild Hall.”
“Ah, well, I see that now. Good news and bad news, I think I have the solution you need. Bad news, it’s not something I keep out here for the demonstration models so you’ll have to trust me on it. And it’ll be a bit pricey. One of the more custom kinds of things I do. Technically a targeted curse, it’ll drain your Strength to power itself, which makes it more effective when you’re having an episode.”
“Huh, clever. Hold on one sec, can you take standard painkillers?”
“Sure. Just nothing with caffeine, but you knew that.” Elise had the fairly standard Beastfolk allergy to it, which was unfortunate on occasion in Seattle but what could you do?
“On it.” Still naked, he walked over to the pants he’d taken off and pulled out a standard twopill packet of painkillers. “I don’t have anything to drink since I usually take them dry, but this should help.”
“I have a water bottle behind my desk if you’d get it for me. You’re… more able to get your pants on right now. Oh, and while you’re out there?”
“Yes?” Leo was already pulling his clothes back on, not bothering with his shoes just yet.
“Two things. I also need my notebook from the desk, and if you could go ahead and switch the sign on the door to the one that says I’m closed for the rest of the day, that would be lovely. I don’t think I’m going to be presentable in the next hour or so.”
Leo winced. “Sorry about that, but I’ll get the things.”
“Did I ask for an apology? Don’t feel guilty about it.” Elise, the proprietor and crafter for the Bespoke Batte, certainly hadn’t asked for an apology. As Leo walked out to the main section of the store, she had other things in mind. Her pride had been stung. Simply put, she NEVER made things that failed. It didn’t matter how unforeseen the circumstances or how many times she wanted to replay the events (because if she could, she’d do this three times a day every day for eternity). Leo had a problem that could be solved by an appropriate magic item and had asked her for help. It did not matter how much time it took or what materials she had to acquire to do it, he would get his solution.
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