Futaba's Orc Experiment (Patreon)

WARNING THIS STORY CONTAINS: Futaba (Persona) Fat, Futa Orc TF and Sexual Content

WORDS: 3000

Given some alone time and a special bottle of lotion, Futaba performs an experiment on herself to see what it's like to experience masturbating as a thick, green, futa orc.

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            “And… start,” Futaba said, backing away from the camera once she was sure it was put in the proper position. Glancing at her visage on the screen with her round glasses and long red hair, a moment of hesitation started to rear its ugly head. Hugging herself and the tank top hanging on her skinny form, she wondered if this may have been a mistake. In the pocket of her saggy sweatpants, she could feel her phone; her way out of the event by informing her friends of her poor decision. However, her confidence came back stronger than ever as she glanced at the thing sitting on her bed.

            The bottle of lotion came with an ominous eye printed on the side right below the label marking it as “Orc Strength Salve.” When Futaba and the other Phantom Thieves had found the mysterious fluid, she had used her abilities to identify what it was. While her Persona was able to clearly inform her what the cream would do, she had deliberately hidden the truth from the rest of the group. The shaky lie that she would need time to analyze the bottle gave her a chance to give it a test herself without fear of them or anyone else stopping her.

            Sitting down on her bed, Futaba opened up the bottle and squirted some of the lotion onto her hand. Taking a sniff brought about a wild, untamed aroma that seemed like a mix of wild beasts and meat. Sliding the dark green substance along her arm, she felt a hint of a tingling sensation. Equally curious and excited, she continued to slide the salve across every inch of her body in the hopes of making the most of the bottle’s abilities. Unfortunately for her, there didn’t seem to be any obvious changes even after emptying out most of the container.

            Squeezing out a few more drops to apply to her face, Futaba couldn’t help wondering if maybe she had misinterpreted the lotion’s effects. Scratching her head, she pondered if this was supposed to be her wake up call to stop spending so much time reading strange fetish stories on the internet. Filing away the experiment as a failure, she made her way over to her camera to stop the recording and then wash off the bad smelling lotion.

            Moments before Futaba’s fingers touched the button, she was sent backwards by a strange tremor that cascaded through her body. A dizzy feeling going through her mind forced her to sit down on her bed to steady herself. Working through a fuzzy sensation that encompassed her form, she managed to look back towards her monitor. A smile managed to work its way onto her face as she noticed the dark green coloring that was spreading across her cheeks.

            Jolting up from her bed, Futaba wanted to get closer to the monitor to see every last detail of her transformation. However, she was kept in place by her body as her change in skin tone also came with a replacement of her scrawny form. While most others would have understandably freaked out at the sight of her rapidly fattening belly peeking out from her top, she was eager to prod it with her elongated, darkened fingernails.

            Futaba’s attention moved upwards as her once small bosom began to fill out into an impressive pair of luscious breasts. The heft that was being added onto her tits came at the cost of taking away their shapeliness as they became larger with each passing second. She couldn’t help herself from letting out a husky giggle as her boobs broke through her top to reveal the full glory of her newly plump and dark green nipples.

            So preoccupied with groping at her enhanced chest, Futaba paid little mind to the way the extra bulk started to envelop her lower body. Her widening stance clued her in that her hips were swelling. There was also the undeniable feeling of her thighs thickening up to better match her tree trunk-like legs. Not even the inevitable destruction of her pants by the hand of her swelling butt cheeks could not stop her from enjoying her fat tits. For now, the fact that all that she had left was a pair of strained underwear was an issue she would put to the side in favor of what she considered more important matters.

            Futaba’s session of examining her chest was finally put on hold to acknowledge the itchy sensation beneath her arms. Lifting up one of the blubbery limbs, she grinned at the sight of the bushel of thick, red armpit hair that stuck out to greet her. The unruly follicles shuddered as more of them began to dot the wide expanse of her back flab. Running a hand across her scalp, she could feel her locks go through a similar growth spurt and in the process become a frayed mess of split ends. Though logic would bring her attention to the sizable bush growing out from her groin, her focus was drawn elsewhere as her plump fingers graze the edges of her pointed ears.

            Recalling the kind of creature she was going to change into, Futaba wanted to savor every part of the process. Getting back over to the monitor, she got her wish as she was able to get a full view of the two, pointed ears on the side of her head that broke up her unkempt, red hair. At least she was until her glasses were knocked off onto her desk.

           Centering her vision on the middle of her face, Futaba got to watch her tiny nose engorge itself to match her chubby cheeks. Just as the tip seemed to be left woefully undersized for the rest of her form, it angled itself backwards. With her nose flattening itself out, it eventually gained a few inches to make it better fit the visage of an orcish snout.

            Her mind a flurry of different ideas of what came next, Futaba was given her clue in the form of a thumping sensation within her mouth. Knowing what the feeling could possibly lead do, she purposefully attempted to hold it back. Pressing her hands up against her mouth, for the first time she actually tried to resist the changes. This came with a series of more brutal, bestial grunts leaving her lips as she wanted to make the moment last as long as possible.

            Futaba’s struggle did little to prevent another part of her body from changing. At first, tilting her head down to acknowledge the warmth between her legs didn’t reveal anything. After all, her massive breasts and flabby belly had helped in tripling her size and weight. Gradually, she could feel something sliding across the underside of her gut as it grew larger and larger. It was upon seeing part of her panties sticking out over a foot from her body that she lost all focus. Though this did mean that her new set of ivory tusks were free to jut out from her mouth, it also meant that she was able to witness what she considered the apex of her transformation.

            With knowledge that she could just watch the emergence of the tusks back on video, Futaba moved on to better understanding what was going on with her lower body. Grabbing hold of her gut, she pushed it back to get a clear view. What she saw was her already strained panties becoming tighter and tighter as something pushed against them. Rather than wait for the inevitable pop, she relieved the undergarment of its duty by snapping it apart with a single flick of her fingernail.

            The release of the panties from their service heralded the arrival of the girthy, green cock sticking out from Futaba’s groin. Keeping her belly held back with one hand, she hazarded to use the other to do a thorough exploration. Sliding down the length of the over foot-long shaft, she inevitably had a chance to squeeze at the swollen pair of testicles that were now hers. Shifting aside the balls affirmed that her womanhood was still there; albeit having gone through its own changes to better match the rest of her orc body.

            Bringing her hand back up through her bushel of pubic hair, Futaba continued to explore with eager curiosity. In the wake of continuing to run her palm along the length of her member, she felt an urge pulse out from her manhood. For anyone else, what her body seemed to desire was an act of complete degradation that fully gave into her monstrous visage. For her, it was just an invitation to give herself a chance to enjoy her new gift.

            Though Futaba lacked firsthand experience handling a cock, she had seen enough porn and doujinshi to get a general idea of what she was supposed to do. Using the wealth of perverted knowledge that she had gained by the time she reached young adulthood she tightly gripped her member. Wanting to ease herself into the sensation, she slowly slid her palm along its length. Her slow start was rewarded with a tinge of pleasure and a small, bestial grunt sounding out from her throat.

            Going just a bit faster, Futaba began to move her hips back and forth. The added motion sent her swollen testicles bouncing up against her womanhood as she continued to jerk herself off. Safe with the knowledge that no one else was around, she let her tongue hang out of her open mouth as she continued to increase her speed. The result of her cock’s first masturbation session culminated in a husky, deep moan and a spray of cum across her floor.

            The lingering euphoria that afflicted Futaba left her to stumble back from the mess she made. Slamming her chunky rear back onto her bed sent leftover ripples out across her green, girthy form to make her tits jiggle against her gut. By the time her flab managed to stop shaking, the last few drops of cum from her cock managed to drip out and trickle onto her thighs.

           Sucking in the air to try and recover, the orc was able to take stock of the repercussions of her little indulgence. The most prominent evidence was the glob of her seed she had left on the carpet. While the spill wasn’t very big, it did help in solidifying what she had just done.  Taking in another deep inhale to try and keep herself steady through the lingering pleasure, her attention was drawn to a strange aroma emanating from her body.

           Pulling her hand away from her crotch, Futaba got to see more of her spilled semen clinging to the tips of her fingers. Staring at the glistening droplets on her green skin, something pushed her to lift her digits closer to her face. Opening her mouth, she used her plumped up lips to sample the sticky substance. What she got in return was a heavy taste that, while strange, had a unique appeal to it that seemed to enhance the lingering shivers in her body. Sucking her plump digits clean of any leftovers, she looked down to see that her manhood was erect and throbbing once more.

           With an eager grin on her plump face, Futaba spread out her thick legs. Grabbing hold of her girthy member, she tried to appease the pulses going through her length by resuming the same pace as before. However, her next release wasn’t achieved so easily. Having already spent her first load of cum, her shuddering testicles seemed reluctant to give her another dose of pleasure. Desire turning into frustration, she let out more grunts as she pushed the muscles beneath her fattened-up arms to their limit.

           Futaba’s strained efforts brought out the more savage nature of her new form. Stomping around the room, trying to experience pleasure again, she could feel her rage starting to build. The desperation on her body showed itself in the form of sweat droplets beading her body. The perspiration gave her skin a shimmer that would have been considered strangely alluring if it weren’t for a major downside to her glistening flesh.

           The orc woman’s constant tugging came to a momentary pause as she caught a whiff of herself. Lifting her arm, she brought her head as close to the bush of hair as her thick neck would allow. Snorting up the aroma around the follicles nearly overpowered her sense of smell with how strong the musk was. The odor reminded of her of the exact taste that had lingered on her tongue when she sampled her own seed.

           As the thoughts lingered in her mind, an idea popped into Futaba’s head. Leaving one hand to continue stroking her member, she brought the other up to her face. In time with her pumps, she took deep inhales of her aroma. The mixture of breathing in the heavy smell of her musky, sweaty crotch worked alongside the added lubrication provided by her perspiration to give her body what it was searching for. Given just a few more moments of reveling in her own, savage nature, the orc was given yet another chance to enjoy herself as she spilled her seed across the floor.

           Wiping some of the sweat from her tusks and lips, Futaba felt like she was in complete bliss. Getting back to her feet and feeling her member slowly rising back to full length, she knew that she was far from being done. Waddling her way over to her closet, she looked through her special “tool” collection. What she came away with was the perfect thing to push her pleasure even further.

           Pulling out her desk chair, the orc woman slid it over to the middle of the room. Momentarily ignoring the throbbing sensation working its way across her cock, she instead brought her attention to her neglected womanhood. She more than made up for her focus on her cock as she shoved into the green, plump pussy a girthy, bright purple dildo. Hitting the switch on the end of the toy and letting it go to work, she brought herself crashing back down to the chair to begin her next session.

           While her cock eagerly awaited its next turn, Futaba wrapped her locks of sweat soaked hair around her face. Inhaling the smell cultivated on her follicles, she readjusted her toy to ensure it was in the proper position to stimulate her sensitive areas. She smirked as she felt her cock twitch as if it were pleading for her to begin. Ensuring that everything was in its proper place, she gripped onto her manhood to fully give herself into her urges.

           Starting off with a loud grunt, Futaba rapidly pumped her dick. Each stroke doubled as a method of wriggling around her dildo to ensure both sets of her genitals were in complete bliss. Leaning her hair-riddled back flab into her seat and hearing it shudder from the strain, she found strange pride in the fact that her smell would be stuck to the material for weeks to come. So engrossed by the various pieces making up her masturbation session, she failed to notice the sound of her phone buzzing along the floor in a puddle of her leftover cum.

           Too busy focusing on her building pleasure to hear the steps coming from below, Futaba put her all into reaching her climax. Sweat stained her chair and dripped onto her floor with each violent shift of her flabby form. The hairs sticking to her tusks were rustled as her moans of pleasure became more frequent. Her mind a mess of instincts and lust, she made her final move by almost falling out of her chair as she gave one last pump. The resulting roar of pleasure made her ignorant to the sound of the door opening.

           Head raising up in the wake of her orgasm, Futaba let the lingering shivers of pleasure sprinkle her sweat across the already desecrated room. At that moment, she seemed content to stay in her chair until she slept off the serum or the chair broke under her weight. She was awoken from her lingering euphoria as she heard a familiar series of uncomfortable breaths from nearby.

           Scrunching up her chins to look back at the entrance, Futaba spotted Haru standing in the doorway. The sight of the woman with brown, fluffy hair would have normally been a welcome sight if it weren’t for the massive wad of orc cum dripping down her pink sweater. Haru’s fear and confusion about the situation was slightly lessened as she recognized the red hair and guilty look on the face of the bulky beast.

           “Futaba… is that you?” Haru asked, trying in vain to clean off her clothes “What happened/”

           “It’s a, um, experiment,” Futaba replied, a nervous grin on her face as she scratched at her ears. “But don’t worry, it’s only temporary. I’ll change back in a few hours. I think.”

           “You think?” Haru asked, wincing as she got a whiff of the orc woman’s lingering musk.

           “Sorry, go get in the shower,” Futaba said, gesturing down the hall with her plump finger. “I’ll be over there soon with a change of clothes.”

           Watching Haru shuffle away towards the bathroom, Futaba made a quick trip back to her camera. In spite of the little mishap, she could still feel the lingering euphoria emanating from her green, sweat-slicked form. Stopping the recording, she smirked at the idea of getting to watch her little experiment the next time she got some alone time.