Give War A Chance (Asa Mitaka/Yoru TG/TF)

Transcript:

It was an accident. You were nearly unconscious when a particular owl appeared, and it asked for your body in exchange to come back to life. Wordlessly, you accepted and it kept the end of the contract, but it also desired something else: amassing “weapons”, or people. It was the War Devil, named Yoru, and you were fine being its host but it wasn’t fine that you weren’t good at attracting people.

So that bird changed you to a better form: it decided on a Japanese girl named Asa Mitaka. It was the downsizing of your temples and cheeks felt first that soon began a whole body shift. The softening of skin, hair spreading downward as its roots blackened, and fat swelling out your thighs and hips as your body thinned introduced an oddly satisfying pleasure. The excitement ramped up as you warmed up, sides curving into a feminine shape spotless without hair. The loss in muscle definition made it even more pronounced, given your now slender legs and arms. Your mind grew fuzzy, stricken by the intense heat that caused your chest to burst out. By now, your penis was the only trace of masculinity as your face was completely Asian, eyes a circular yellow in jet black hair. Your hips throbbed, knees bending down to each other, as you looked at your new bust, losing control of the erection below.

You couldn’t deny the sensitivity of your nipples, the added mounds clouding your will to Yoru, enamored in your own soft, girly moans as you climaxed. Spurts of cum fell to the floor, seemingly endless to drain you all of your male biology. Each squirt felt like an orgasm, but progressively reduced the rod until it pushed all the way back in your lithe body, anatomy warping to create a womb and visibly wet pussy on the outside. You didn’t care about that popping noise, that embarrassing red flush all over your scarred face, or the fact that Asa Mitaka was your new permanent identity.

… At least, at the time. The War Devil was a pain to talk to and had no social cues, and it could take over your body and do unwanted things in public. In the present, Yoru was using your body. You had on black lingerie that matched your medium length hair, and she was trying to look seductive. These new assets made you attractive to people who liked girls, and you certainly weren’t a black guy anymore.

“Come here, boy. Let me become your girlfriend.” … That’s how the War Devil flirted while using your body. This guy was Yoshida, and he got a full view of your frame. Whether you wanted to give war a chance, Asa and Yoru were here to stay.

Art Source: https://twitter.com/ShexyoArt/status/1547308839111909376?t=uTlMqIVgHtkDakUsN9R2yA&s=19

Made this in honor of Bucky