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Those were the first words out of the Grineer Scorpion's mouth as she slowly pulled herself to her mechanical feet. Gripping her head in her hands, she silently begged for relief from the massive headache she had contracted.
She didn't care how important this new strain of genetic research was of Tyl Regor's, her life wasn't worth a slight increase in Bombard muscle mass.
"Ror?" she said in sudden fright. Where had that rebellious thought come from? She was a Grineer! Loyal to the Queens and all their underlings, no matter how "pointless" one may see their sacrifice as! Her joy was found in spilling her blood for the glory of the Empire!
Wasn't it?
"Uuunnnggg" she moaned as her splitting migraine only grew worse. She had been guarding the vats containing Regor's new cure for the Grineer gene problem when none other than a full cell of Tenno skoom had shown up and began quickly and methodically killing each one of her comrades. A cursory glance at the laboratory's floor revealed all her comrades were, indeed, dead.
One simply didn't "walk off" being cut in half, as so many of her compatriots had been.
'Better them than me... grat kle?' she moaned again, rubbing her temples as if to stem the tide of mental rebellion. This wasn't like her! Why did she keep thinking these destructive...?
She was immediately aware of the tightness of her armor and under-armor suit. Her face suddenly felt a strange sense of chill combined with... stretching??? Wait, what was "Elshoka" and why did she feel a sudden familiarity with that word?
She yelled as if struck, falling to her knees. What she suddenly felt overwhelm her wasn't pain, but rather a sense of pleasure so immense that it bordered on feeling painful! Her face was the first subject of this odd sensation as it suddenly felt as if a whole pack of Drahk were tugging on her nose and mouth. Her eyes tingled as the colors of her sight seemed to explode into a new vibrancy, bathing the sealab in a new light she had never seen before! Her hands fell to the serum-coated floor as she no longer cared she was in the wreckage of the mad Grineer Scientist's work.
"Armor... too...... TIGHT!" she groaned as she felt the offending metal suddenly strain and pop free of her as if by some invisible force. It didn't occur to her of what it was, even if it was a cloaked Tenno playing tricks on her.
Elshoka. There was that word again. What... was it!? Her only answer was more of the painful pleasure spiking up her spine, causing her to wordlessly gasp as something pulled and strained from her lower spine, feeling as if her tail-bone was...
*SSHHHHHRRRRRRIIIIP*
Her tail-bone was no longer a vestigial bone leftover from ancient evolution, but rather a full blown limb in its own right. Her scrambled senses weren't enough to prevent her from staring in utter shock at the new appendage her body now sported: sea-green with blue fins that reminded her of the ocean she was currently in, waving around with barely a thought.
Elshoka.
The saying goes "third time's a charm," and such held true in this sense as the Grineer girl finally realized what the word meant: it was her name. Horror struck her as she realized what having a name meant: It was her identity, signifying her as an individual with thoughts, desires, and fears of her own. Again, her mind turned to how treacherous this was, she belonged to the Grineer and all glory she achieved was for their Queens and Empire, it didn't belong to any one Grineer, they were all part of the body, a hand couldn't rebel against the arm, she would be outcast if the others found out about her...
Elshoka wasn't Grineer anymore, she realized. Something in Tyl Regor's... experiment had literally changed her!
Even now, the changes continued, a spinal fin ripping through her body-suit, and a pair of ear-fins bursting from her balaclava. She turned her eyes downward, realizing the face-stretching from earlier had resulted in her face having reformed into a muzzle not unlike that of a Lanx, yet still unlike the sea creature. The teal scales covering her tail were mirrored here on her muzzle, leaving her stumped as to what she had become. The closest thing she could compare it to was the "head" of a Chroma-using Tenno, which she had heard referred to as a "drae-gun."
The changes reshaping Elshoka into one of these "drae-guns" were complete, although they were barely visible from the outset due to her body-suit and balaclava still covering most of her. Underneath, she had completely transformed. The only evidence that she had been Grineer was the body-suit and cybernetic legs replacing everything below the knees. She caught a sight of herself in the reflection of one of the windows, realizing that she was... what was happening to her bosom?
It appeared her breasts were... growing. And quite rapidly, too. It was as if someone or something was shooting her with a Nukor, but without the fatal burst of radiation. She did feel warm in the chest as it grew, but nowhere near the painful fire of irradiation. Her boobs were quickly approaching a size to match her entire head, and soon overtook that size to strain the rubber of her suit, now free of any armor pieces, the last of which finally fell off to leave her wearing naught but the latex. The incredible elasticity of the suit was soon tested as her growing breasts started to noticeably weigh on her, prompting all thought processes to simply stop as she struggled to comprehend *why* she was growing in this way.
As if hearing her question, her now-overripe-melon-sized "melons" abruptly stopped, leaving her figure now sporting extremely-large mammaries. She remembered reading somewhere their original purpose in non-Grineer was meant as a sign of motherly care. Did that mean these "drae-guns" originally had been caretakers?
"Stop, stop, stop studying it, Elshoka, this doesn't even make any sense so stop trying to make sense of it," she berated herself, noticing her voice had changed slightly from the harsh alto of most Grineer women to something that could be described as "soothing." As if to answer her unsaid plea for something else to occupy her mind, she felt her body bloom with warmth again. But instead of her bosom, she felt it in two other places lower down. Namely, that of her abdomen and *especially* in her posterior just below her tail. In a show mirroring her chest's growth, she saw the flat areas in the aforementioned spots of her body similarly swell with girth. Almost as soon as her belly started, though, it stopped, leaving her with a pert chubness there whilst her derriere groaned and burbled like a pair of monsters awakening from a centuries-long nap.
She raised an eye-ridge at her developing sizeableness as gradually her tail was now joined by a bulbuous pair of growing orbs that were her butt-cheeks. It wasn't long before they soon matched her chest-pillows in size, but even still continued to swell onwards and outwards. Elshoka's eyes widened as her butt continued expanding and swelling, the globular assets of her... ass soon overtaking her tail's reach and bumping said appendage as her butt-crack deepened evermore!
But her body wasn't done swelling her up in odd places.
'Or nu,' Elshoka thought with dread as she felt the warmth center around the tip of her muzzle, even as it continued to expand her rump and haunches to a size that could consume a Drahk pup! But why around her mouth? That area wasn't supposed to be able to have fat deposits on any Grineer.
'I'm no longer Grineer,' Elshoka reminded herself as she felt her lips begin to do the impossible. Her face felt heavier already as she felt her mouth's rim begin to puff up and weigh down, blimping like a pair of muzzle-mounted water balloons that someone forgot to turn the hose off to. She would've gasped if her mouth hadn't been so heavy already when she saw the lighter-teal kisser peering around her muzzle as well as over the top of it! Her upper lip rose higher and higher into her line of sight as she felt her lower lip sag into her cleavage as well.
So taken by the idea of FATTENING LIPS, Elshoka failed to notice her ass cheeks were each now bigger than obese Kubrows, the twin-globes now humongous to a degree that her tail appeared absolutely miniscule. Her fore-legs were now simply the engorged lower-half of her buttocks, whilst the prosthetic lower-legs began to creak and groan with having to support well over septuple her original body mass! Pieces of the metal prostheses began to break and chink off as the sheer weight of her organic mass continued to climb.
Realizing her metallic cybernetics were about to give out, Elshoka dragged her well-weighted face to peer over the side of her building mass to watch in anxious dread as her entire figure was hit with a wave of that warmth that remained yet in her lips and butt. She didn't know her eyes could get any more open than they were, but they widened to just a degree more as she realized that expansive warmth swelling her lips and rump had returned once more to her stomach and breasts, as well as every other inch of her body.
"Void take me," Elshoka moaned in pleasure-ridden apprehension, although her head-eclipsing smoochers muffled her words.
The best way I can explain a Grineer turning into a dragon? Void bullshit mixing with Tyl Regor madness. I look forward to the adventures our former-Grineer girl takes in self-discovery now that she's kicked out of the Empire.
Art ©
Daikian
Warframe © Digital Extremes
She didn't care how important this new strain of genetic research was of Tyl Regor's, her life wasn't worth a slight increase in Bombard muscle mass.
"Ror?" she said in sudden fright. Where had that rebellious thought come from? She was a Grineer! Loyal to the Queens and all their underlings, no matter how "pointless" one may see their sacrifice as! Her joy was found in spilling her blood for the glory of the Empire!
Wasn't it?
"Uuunnnggg" she moaned as her splitting migraine only grew worse. She had been guarding the vats containing Regor's new cure for the Grineer gene problem when none other than a full cell of Tenno skoom had shown up and began quickly and methodically killing each one of her comrades. A cursory glance at the laboratory's floor revealed all her comrades were, indeed, dead.
One simply didn't "walk off" being cut in half, as so many of her compatriots had been.
'Better them than me... grat kle?' she moaned again, rubbing her temples as if to stem the tide of mental rebellion. This wasn't like her! Why did she keep thinking these destructive...?
She was immediately aware of the tightness of her armor and under-armor suit. Her face suddenly felt a strange sense of chill combined with... stretching??? Wait, what was "Elshoka" and why did she feel a sudden familiarity with that word?
She yelled as if struck, falling to her knees. What she suddenly felt overwhelm her wasn't pain, but rather a sense of pleasure so immense that it bordered on feeling painful! Her face was the first subject of this odd sensation as it suddenly felt as if a whole pack of Drahk were tugging on her nose and mouth. Her eyes tingled as the colors of her sight seemed to explode into a new vibrancy, bathing the sealab in a new light she had never seen before! Her hands fell to the serum-coated floor as she no longer cared she was in the wreckage of the mad Grineer Scientist's work.
"Armor... too...... TIGHT!" she groaned as she felt the offending metal suddenly strain and pop free of her as if by some invisible force. It didn't occur to her of what it was, even if it was a cloaked Tenno playing tricks on her.
Elshoka. There was that word again. What... was it!? Her only answer was more of the painful pleasure spiking up her spine, causing her to wordlessly gasp as something pulled and strained from her lower spine, feeling as if her tail-bone was...
*SSHHHHHRRRRRRIIIIP*
Her tail-bone was no longer a vestigial bone leftover from ancient evolution, but rather a full blown limb in its own right. Her scrambled senses weren't enough to prevent her from staring in utter shock at the new appendage her body now sported: sea-green with blue fins that reminded her of the ocean she was currently in, waving around with barely a thought.
Elshoka.
The saying goes "third time's a charm," and such held true in this sense as the Grineer girl finally realized what the word meant: it was her name. Horror struck her as she realized what having a name meant: It was her identity, signifying her as an individual with thoughts, desires, and fears of her own. Again, her mind turned to how treacherous this was, she belonged to the Grineer and all glory she achieved was for their Queens and Empire, it didn't belong to any one Grineer, they were all part of the body, a hand couldn't rebel against the arm, she would be outcast if the others found out about her...
Elshoka wasn't Grineer anymore, she realized. Something in Tyl Regor's... experiment had literally changed her!
Even now, the changes continued, a spinal fin ripping through her body-suit, and a pair of ear-fins bursting from her balaclava. She turned her eyes downward, realizing the face-stretching from earlier had resulted in her face having reformed into a muzzle not unlike that of a Lanx, yet still unlike the sea creature. The teal scales covering her tail were mirrored here on her muzzle, leaving her stumped as to what she had become. The closest thing she could compare it to was the "head" of a Chroma-using Tenno, which she had heard referred to as a "drae-gun."
The changes reshaping Elshoka into one of these "drae-guns" were complete, although they were barely visible from the outset due to her body-suit and balaclava still covering most of her. Underneath, she had completely transformed. The only evidence that she had been Grineer was the body-suit and cybernetic legs replacing everything below the knees. She caught a sight of herself in the reflection of one of the windows, realizing that she was... what was happening to her bosom?
It appeared her breasts were... growing. And quite rapidly, too. It was as if someone or something was shooting her with a Nukor, but without the fatal burst of radiation. She did feel warm in the chest as it grew, but nowhere near the painful fire of irradiation. Her boobs were quickly approaching a size to match her entire head, and soon overtook that size to strain the rubber of her suit, now free of any armor pieces, the last of which finally fell off to leave her wearing naught but the latex. The incredible elasticity of the suit was soon tested as her growing breasts started to noticeably weigh on her, prompting all thought processes to simply stop as she struggled to comprehend *why* she was growing in this way.
As if hearing her question, her now-overripe-melon-sized "melons" abruptly stopped, leaving her figure now sporting extremely-large mammaries. She remembered reading somewhere their original purpose in non-Grineer was meant as a sign of motherly care. Did that mean these "drae-guns" originally had been caretakers?
"Stop, stop, stop studying it, Elshoka, this doesn't even make any sense so stop trying to make sense of it," she berated herself, noticing her voice had changed slightly from the harsh alto of most Grineer women to something that could be described as "soothing." As if to answer her unsaid plea for something else to occupy her mind, she felt her body bloom with warmth again. But instead of her bosom, she felt it in two other places lower down. Namely, that of her abdomen and *especially* in her posterior just below her tail. In a show mirroring her chest's growth, she saw the flat areas in the aforementioned spots of her body similarly swell with girth. Almost as soon as her belly started, though, it stopped, leaving her with a pert chubness there whilst her derriere groaned and burbled like a pair of monsters awakening from a centuries-long nap.
She raised an eye-ridge at her developing sizeableness as gradually her tail was now joined by a bulbuous pair of growing orbs that were her butt-cheeks. It wasn't long before they soon matched her chest-pillows in size, but even still continued to swell onwards and outwards. Elshoka's eyes widened as her butt continued expanding and swelling, the globular assets of her... ass soon overtaking her tail's reach and bumping said appendage as her butt-crack deepened evermore!
But her body wasn't done swelling her up in odd places.
'Or nu,' Elshoka thought with dread as she felt the warmth center around the tip of her muzzle, even as it continued to expand her rump and haunches to a size that could consume a Drahk pup! But why around her mouth? That area wasn't supposed to be able to have fat deposits on any Grineer.
'I'm no longer Grineer,' Elshoka reminded herself as she felt her lips begin to do the impossible. Her face felt heavier already as she felt her mouth's rim begin to puff up and weigh down, blimping like a pair of muzzle-mounted water balloons that someone forgot to turn the hose off to. She would've gasped if her mouth hadn't been so heavy already when she saw the lighter-teal kisser peering around her muzzle as well as over the top of it! Her upper lip rose higher and higher into her line of sight as she felt her lower lip sag into her cleavage as well.
So taken by the idea of FATTENING LIPS, Elshoka failed to notice her ass cheeks were each now bigger than obese Kubrows, the twin-globes now humongous to a degree that her tail appeared absolutely miniscule. Her fore-legs were now simply the engorged lower-half of her buttocks, whilst the prosthetic lower-legs began to creak and groan with having to support well over septuple her original body mass! Pieces of the metal prostheses began to break and chink off as the sheer weight of her organic mass continued to climb.
Realizing her metallic cybernetics were about to give out, Elshoka dragged her well-weighted face to peer over the side of her building mass to watch in anxious dread as her entire figure was hit with a wave of that warmth that remained yet in her lips and butt. She didn't know her eyes could get any more open than they were, but they widened to just a degree more as she realized that expansive warmth swelling her lips and rump had returned once more to her stomach and breasts, as well as every other inch of her body.
"Void take me," Elshoka moaned in pleasure-ridden apprehension, although her head-eclipsing smoochers muffled her words.
The best way I can explain a Grineer turning into a dragon? Void bullshit mixing with Tyl Regor madness. I look forward to the adventures our former-Grineer girl takes in self-discovery now that she's kicked out of the Empire.
Art ©
DaikianWarframe © Digital Extremes
Category All / Fat Furs
Species Dragon (Other)
Size 1280 x 1225px
File Size 100.1 kB
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