Cabin Outing (Commission for Axel1)

TAGS: Transformation/TF, Amazon, Muscle Growth, F/F, Mini-Giantess, Cuddling/Teasing

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Renting the cabin wasn’t cheap, but at least they now had an entire slope of a hill just for themselves, with miles upon miles of untouched nature between them and the nearest annoyance, all for the duration of one wonderful weekend. It was the best anniversary present that Bryn could’ve thought of, and Valeri not only going along with it but being so excited for it that she spent a good week practically buzzing with barely-contained joy was just the cherry on top of the sundae. The couple almost failed to keep things civil and decent on the bus ride there, and in fact had to stop plenty of times on the hike to the cabin before they were fully satisfied. Anyone else would’ve been left tired and spent after such a trek, but not those two; if anything, the happy couple was ready to go as many times as were needed to break their bed in half, but figured it best to try and hold off on their enthusiasm until they could bring out the big guns for the show. Besides, there were plenty of things they wanted to do that didn’t involve making the bedsprings groan as loudly as they themselves did: like skinny-dipping in the small lake outside the cabin!

With summer waning, it was the best time to be out. Not too hot, but still warm enough that they could jump into the water and then climb out without having to worry about the chills, and so the two spent a couple of hours before dinner alternating between pretending to exercise and admiring one another’s curves while floating conspicuously close to one another. Every moment spent doing so was one moment closer to unleashing the creatures that lay within them, but they knew how to control it; they’d been doing so for years at that point, making it child’s play for them to hold off on their instincts… even if Valeri insisted on making a lot of bad puns about dog-paddling that Bryn took in stride. The werewolfess had a trick up her sleeve for later that night, one that would leave her beloved so surprised that she wouldn’t know what to do besides… well, the obvious. Bryn practically salivated at the thought, but managed to keep it together for long enough that the two went off to make dinner.

Unbeknownst to Valeri, Bryn had bought something else other than the stay at the cabin, something meant for their eyes only; or, well, for Valeri’s eyes in particular, given what it is. The two of them were so used to getting down to business as quickly as possible that sometimes they forgot to slow down and enjoy things one step at a time, really pace themselves and savour the experience of being next to one another with nothing to do but be there for each other. Bryn intended to fix this, in the most direct, unashamed way possible, and was so excited for her plan to be put in motion that her partner had to ask her at several points just what was wrong with her, and what joke was she thinking about that made her so giggly. It was nothing short of a miracle that Bryn held out for so long, even managing to last through dinner with nothing but a couple of raised eyebrows and inquisitive stares on the part of her partner.

After the two settled down to watch some bad movies and riff over them while lounging on the couch, Bryn looked for an opportunity to set her plan into motion, taking advantage of a bathroom break to slither back to their couple’s bedroom. There, hidden away at the very bottom of her bag, was a brand new dress, neatly folded and kept clean inside of a plastic wrapper. It was her special, secret weapon for the night; it didn’t hold any special powers or do anything out of the ordinary; it was a simple, red dress, bought from a simple tailor, for the simple purpose of being worn. It just so happened that it looked positively stunning on her figure, and the way it was cut meant it showed so much of her curvaceous body that she’d be better served just going completely nude! She took her time admiring herself in the mirror, tracing her body with her hands and shivering at the thought of her lover doing much of the same, slowly removing that dress bit by bit as the two melted in one another’s embrace, longing for something deeper, more intimate… but that was for later. Now, with a confident nod to herself and a goal in mind, Bryn stepped out of the bedroom just as Valeri was calling out for her; the “good” part of the movie was about to start.

Putting on the best sashaying step she could come up with, the werewolfess slowly made her way to the open door to the living room, making sure to position herself as seductively as possible when she leaned against the wooden frame. She didn’t call out for her partner, instead waiting for them to notice who was waiting for them just a few feet away; the realization didn’t take too long to come, with Valeri having to do a double-take after realizing just who was standing there, looking like the most beautiful thing on the planet. The other woman’s lower jaw was practically unhinged from how hard it dropped, and it was clear from all the stammering that she wanted to say something but had her brain working too quickly for her mouth to keep up with; a perfect opening for Bryn to exploit, and soon enough she was slowly treading the path over to the couch, making a show of placing one foot in front of another, really accentuating how open one side of the dress was. With both hands on her waist, Bryn halted just a few inches away from where Valeri was lying down, blocking the view of the television as she loomed over her partner.

“So, like watcha see?” she teased, leaning down to plant a small kiss on her lover’s forehead, “Or should I get closer so you can get a better look~?”

The look on Valeri’s face screamed “YES!” but the sounds escaping from her mouth were unintelligible, so Bryn decided to press the issue by… sitting down. In the most ornate, overtly over-engineered way possible, making sure to show her lover every part of her that she possibly could before adjusting herself at one end of the sofa, crossing her legs to reveal that there was nothing down there to cover herself up. The werewolfess could practically see her partner’s eyes glinting as she caught sight of that, but to her credit, Val remained steadfast in her decision to look like a horny idiot.

“Come on now, hun, why don’t you come closer?” Bryn continued to entice her, “You were talking all that good shit just a couple of hours ago, where’s a good belly rub when a thirsty puppy needs it?”

The words seemed to produce the desired effect, seeing as Valeri flinched and seemed to jolt back into reality, the dumbfounded, aroused expression replaced with the same sort of sly grin that she wore whenever she had her “ideas” popping into her head. Already Bryn could tell that the two of them were in for quite the ride, but it still wasn’t time to go there yet; she needed to tease that pretty lady some more before she was well and truly ready to get down to business. Thus, when Val moved herself to get closer to her partner, rather than sit there and wait for the inevitable grabby hands, Bryn got back up, trying to act as if it was just a perfectly normal thing to do.

“Gosh, you’re so slow today,” she mused aloud, “where’s that hunting spirit you keep going on about? That primal rage burning inside of you? Surely you can’t be intimidated by lil’ ol’ me, can you?” - she accentuated her words by bending down, giving Valeri a full view of her exposed cleavage. Just as the woman on the couch reached a hand out to touch it, the werewolfess gently slapped it away, giggling quietly while continuing to take long, slow steps from one side of the couch to the other, occasionally getting close enough to let Val think she could take a shot at touching her, only to go back out of reach right afterwards - “Or perhaps, you’re the one who’d like to be pounced on tonight? Could it be? The mighty Valeri wants to be the bottom for once?”

“... I dun wanna be the bottom…” Val grumbled, her cheeks bright red, her voice revealing she had just spoken a terrible lie.

“Really now? Because I don’t buy that. Not” - Bryn moved closer, face close to her lover’s - “One” - closer still, her own voice hushed to a whisper - “Bit~”

A smooch, a peck on the forehead, and now Valeri was shaking as she tried to keep her inner beast from surfacing. She wanted to say that it wasn’t fair for Bryn to be doing that, but it was hard enough to just keep herself from moaning; trying to get words out would only give the werewolfess the satisfaction she wanted, and if there was one thing that Valeri refused to do, it was lose at that little game they played with one another. Alas, it appeared that the night would not be won by her raw endurance, but by the well-practiced ministrations of a predator that knew exactly where to poke to get the biggest reaction out of her; years upon years of training had led Bryn to that exact moment, to knowing what she had to do and say to bring her lover to the edge and then have her willingly walk towards it with minimal beckoning.

“Come on, why don’t you let her come out? For me? For your precious puppy?” the true huntress continued to tease, her tone mocking, her voice somehow sweet, “Or am I gonna have to coax it out of you like I did last time?”

“The deposit for the cabin wasn’t that cheap…” Valeri murmured.

“What was that~?”

“I don’t wanna wreck the cabin!” the amazon in the making replied louder, “You know that’s what’s gonna happen if I go wild!”

“Well why don’t you then?”

Such a simple question, even if it was a bit of a logical non sequitur, and yet that was all that was needed for Valeri to feel the first signs of her transformation showing up. As usual, it came in spurts, affecting small parts of her before melting outwards to even the rest of her out; surprisingly enough, it actually began in her arms for once, her right arm to be precise, with the sleeve around it suddenly feeling a lot tighter than it used to before the fabric itself began to tear. Seams were ripped open, cloth was destroyed, and soon enough Valeri had one of her arms practically explode from her shirt, looking oddly disproportionate compared to the rest of her. This was soon followed by the left leg doing much of the same to her lower piece, with the amazon looking up pitifully at her lover, silently begging for her to either stop or give her a reason to keep going.

Bryn chose to interpret it as the latter.

“Come on now, darling, you can do better than that,” she murred, getting on her knees and going eye-level with her partner, coincidentally providing yet another great view of her cleavage, “where’s that monster that can tear down walls whenever she wants to get frisky with me?”

Another rip, another tear, more clothes being destroyed as the rest of Valeri’s body was brought up to speed on what the program for the night would be. She could barely hold back the need to roar at the top of her lungs, and the werewolfess’ spell-like gaze was keeping her firmly stuck on the couch, even if she knew she was about to destroy it. Her physical form was filling out in every direction, bulk building upon itself in order to have the rest of her body match her arm and leg, rather than leave her oddly lopsided; this had the predictable result of taking care of the rest of her clothing, leading to her informal attire being turned into a series of scraps and shreds spread across the couch and the ground, the former now creaking loudly as it struggled to deal with her increased weight. Yet despite all this, despite now approaching the seven-foot mark and being powerful enough to effortlessly lift Bryn with a single arm, Valeri was still just as pliable and susceptible to her partner’s charms as before; if anything, all her new shape did was turn her on even more, especially since she knew what was going to happen to her in just a few moments.

Predictably, Bryn took this opportunity to practically jump onto her, unashamedly pressing her body against her lover’s, the touch of the velvety-smooth fabric heavenly on Valeri’s skin; it was about as inviting as Bryn’s body itself was when she allowed her inner beast to reveal itself, but that was for another night. This night belonged to Valeri, and both women knew it; so much so that the one who was still clothed deliberately pushed the other one’s hand away whenever it tried to remove the dress. It was there to titillate, to tease, to accentuate its owner’s curves, but not to go away… not yet at least.

“I wanna see how far we can take it this time,” Bryn continued to drive the needle in further, her voice low and her tone preying upon the most sensitive of Valeri’s buttons, “see if we can’t break the bed in under ten minutes, beat the record we set last time, hun.”

Poor Valeri wanted to say something, but the warmth of her partner, combined with how heavenly she felt to the touch, only worsened the transformation: bits and pieces of her chest and abs bulged out, followed by a single bicep and one of her glutes, small injections of mass on an otherwise already-bulked-up body that nonetheless heralded the next stage in her transformation. She tried to say something, tried to get away, but the moment her body shifted position on the couch, the werewolfess brought a single hand to one of her breasts and squeezed down on it, causing such a pronounced reaction that neither woman would be surprised if the neighbouring village heard it from several miles away! This was enough to keep Valeri firmly stuck to the couch, even as other parts of her began to grow, right before her body snapped back into symmetry and gave her what she needed to match all over, head and feet well past opposite sides of the sofa.

A sofa that lasted approximately ten seconds before finally collapsing, leaving Valeri with her back on a bunch of rubble and Bryn with a body pillow that was almost literally larger-than-life, one that was, by then, panting and gasping for breath, no longer worried about the tease monster that had unleashed her transformation. “Hulking out” like that always placed a lot of strain on her body, and while she loved to enjoy it after she was done, the process of getting that big was often so stressful that Valeri needed a couple of minutes to recover… though given that she had an insatiable, overgrown excuse for a puppy cuddling atop her, it seemed easier than it normally was to find where her breath had gone. In the following few minutes, she still had to go through a couple of extra growth spurts, usually her shoulders widening or a few more inches added to her stature; by the time she was done, the couch that she’d broken into bits seemed pathetically inadequate compared to her building story-sized frame and wall-crushing physique, and it was a wonder it ever managed to hold her up at all.

And on top of it all was Bryn, smiling like an idiot, still dressed up as nicely as before, albeit with her clothes a bit more crumpled than they used to be. They looked so helplessly tiny next to Valeri that the latter couldn’t help herself; she had to give that overexcited half-canid a great big hug, followed by a smooch of such immense proportions that Bryn was left dazed and confused by the end of it, perhaps the first time that night where the power dynamic between the two was flipped.

“Big enough for ya?” Valeri mused, giggling to herself at such a dumb line.

“Just big enough,” came the response, with the werewolfess practically rolling around on a chest big enough to let her do so, “makes me wish I transformed too, then we could’ve both wrecked the couch before we wrecked the bed~”

“Save it for later, honey,” the amazon chuckled back, tightening the hug and providing a soft headscratch, “and the dress too; I don’t know what it was about it, but fuck me you looked good in that!”

“I know, why do you think I picked it out?” - Bryn was very clearly proud of herself for having accomplished so much with relatively so little, preening for a bit as she straightened out a few of the creases - “And who knows, maybe I gave you a few ideas of your own?”

Valeri smiled, moving in to plant an unashamedly tongue-filled kiss on her partner, friend and lover, one that lasted for so long and went so deep that anyone looking in could see a slight bulge forming inside Bryn’s throat as her eyes rolled upwards into her skull. And then, it was broken, leaving the two women to stare into each other’s eyes as a wide smile spread across their lips.

“Next time,” Valeri concluded with her eyes going half-lidded, “I get to be the one who teases.”