The Bentusi Saga — Human to Godess — Part 1
In the quiet town of Brookwood nestled between rolling hills and a serene river, there lived a young woman named Lila. She had a gentle touch and an unassuming air, working at her family’s garden center, surrounded by the vibrant colors and scents of blooming flowers. Lila had a penchant for the rare and exotic, often spending her days coaxing life from the most unpromising of seeds. Her green thumb was a local legend, whispered about with a mix of awe and envy.
Her innocence was as clear as the dew on the petals of the roses she tended to each morning. Her eyes, the soft shade of a springtime leaf, reflected a world unblemished by the harsh realities beyond the town’s borders. Lila had dreams of a simple life, filled with love and the joy of starting a family. Her heart was reserved for the one she would choose to marry, a bond that she believed was sacred and meant to last an eternity. Her days were filled with the chatter of customers and the gentle rustle of leaves, the promise of her future woven into every plant she nurtured.
This was a special week, as she just graduated high school as was about to start her first semester of college. She was as loner by nature due to her semi-strict parents shielding her from the normal teenage experience. Her parents felt the world would show itself soon enough and that she should stay innocent for as long as possible. As she stood looking at herself I the mirror, she thought to herself how plain and featureless she was. Lila was a about 5 foot seven inches and weighs about 110 pounds, she had mousey brown hair that was hard to keep neat. She sighed at her flat body features, just barely and A cup, not even needed a bra at this point. She also had no muscle definition and her as was flat as a pancake. It did not matter that she was never allowed to talk to boys because they weren’t lining up at the door to meet her.
One evening, as the sun kissed the horizon, casting an orange glow over the town, a shadow fell upon Brookwood. A towering spacecraft, gleaming with an alien majesty, descended from the heavens, its engines purring like a contented beast. The townsfolk gathered, their whispers swelling to a cacophony of fear and wonder as the ship landed in the town square. It up the skies about Brookwood and created a slight rumbling sound about the town. Lila woke up to the sound and looked out the window and was shocked at what she saw. A massive ship appeared to be landing in the fields outside of town. They live semi-rural near that side of town, so there were no neighbors in their immediate area, but she could imagine the town was in chaos. Lila had a good view of the ship from her yard, Her and her parents ran outside and watched as the ship touched down. Fire and police vehicles were already speeding by as if they were going to be able to make a difference in this situation.
A ramp unfolded, and out strode the Bentusi, their muscular forms casting long shadows in the twilight. Lila watched from her window, her heart racing as the creatures announced their presence and their dire need for Earth’s assistance. The town’s people were frozen, unable to process the gravity of the situation. The alien form was majestic with slight feline facial features. They had purple skin that shined like it had gold flakes in it. What appeared to be a speaker system hovered out in front of the entourage and then what looked like the leader began to speak.
The Bentusi spoke of their millennia-long struggle against the Reptoids, a brutal and cunning race that sought to dominate the galaxy. The Reptoids were unlike any creature Lila had ever imagined, a blend of human and reptilian, with cold, unblinking eyes and scales that shimmered like the stars themselves. These beings had no care for the sanctity of life, seeing only resources to be harvested and planets to be enslaved. Earth, with its burgeoning civilization and abundance of life, was a prize ripe for the taking. The Bentusi revealed that the Reptoids had discovered the location of humans, and it was only a matter of time before their war reached the unsuspecting inhabitants of this blue marble. The Bentusi offered protection, but at a cost.
They needed Earth’s strongest and purest females to bear the offspring that would become the new guardians of the galaxy. These young women would undergo a profound transformation, their DNA intertwined with that of the Bentusi to create a new generation of warrior-priestesses. The process was irreversible, a complete metamorphosis that would strip them of their humanity and bestow upon them the power and wisdom of the Bentusi. Lila felt the weight of the revelation in her chest, her quiet world now a stage for an epic struggle she never knew existed.
The next day Lila’s family sat watching the news. The world governments had been notified, and a call to arms was issued globally. The media blazed with images of the Bentusi and the horror of the Reptoids. The choice was stark: Volunteer or face the inevitable enslavement of Earth. The town buzzed with discussion and fear, families huddled together, and whispers of the alien proposition echoed through the streets. The Bentusi made it clear that they would not take anyone by force; it had to be a willing sacrifice. The main revelation that struck Lila was that the Bentusi would only take volunteer females of the earth age of 18. And the final rule was that they would have to still be virgins. She wondered how that matter would happen, but the news explained that there was some sort of genetic and cultural purity test in the Bentusi culture for their process to work. Nobody knew the details of their changing process, not even the news. Lila’s mind raced and started thinking, maybe they changed their lungs to breathe their air, or some other kind of minor change. She had no idea how her life was about to change.
Lila could not ignore the pull of destiny. Her heart ached for the future she had dreamt of, but the thought of the world she knew being destroyed by the Reptoids was too much to bear. She knew she met all the requirements and watched on TV as there were very few women that were volunteering to join the Bentusi. In recent years there were not as many women that were pure and that made it hard for the Bentusi to recruit apparently. With trembling hands she made her choice, she would join. She approached the gleaming spacecraft, feeling the warmth of its alien metal under her fingertips. The Bentusi, with their solemn expressions and stoic posture, regarded her with a mix of hope and respect.
As she reached the foot of the ramp, she turned to her parents, who had followed her in silence. Their faces were etched with the pain of potential loss, but their eyes held a spark of pride. They knew the gravity of the situation, the fate of their world resting on the decisions made here. Her mother’s hand clutched her tightly, her father’s arm wrapped protectively around her mother’s waist. Lila looked down at her slender frame, her doubt manifesting in the question she directed to the guard before her.
“Am I truly the right choice for this?”
Lila’s voice quivered as the Bentusi guided her into the alien processing room, a chamber suffused with a gentle hum that seemed to resonate through her very bones. The walls, a lattice of shimmering metal, danced with a kaleidoscope of colors, creating an eerie yet mesmerizing atmosphere. In the center stood a figure draped in a medical suit, its outline unmistakably Bentusi, yet its movements were fluid and precise, unlike the armored grace of the warriors outside.
The figure approached, extending a hand that was surprisingly gentle despite its size. “You have chosen a noble path,” it said, its voice a harmonious blend of comfort and authority. “Your sacrifice will not be forgotten.” Lila felt a strange comfort in her words, as if she had been chosen for something far greater than herself. Lila asked the Bentusi doctor “Are there other women like me volunteering?” The Bentusi answered “No, very few around your planet are volunteering, but the ones that are on different ships and will be sent to different special sectors to defend, your zone of protection with be your Sol system as you are the first to volunteer.” Lila looked in amazement that she was the first on the planet to make the jump to save humanity.
The creature led her to a pod-like structure, explaining that the transformation process was safe, but would be unlike anything she had ever experienced. The pod’s lid opened, revealing a cushioned interior that smelled faintly of something sweet and alien.
As she lay down and allowed the lid to close above her, the room grew dark, and she felt the pod’s embrace tighten around her. A moment of panic fluttered in her chest, but it was quickly replaced by a sensation of floating, as if she were in a warm bath. The robotic tubes emerged from the walls, slithering towards her like metallic serpents. At first, their cold touch made her flinch, but as they began to probe her body, she felt a sudden warmth, a gentle hum that seemed to resonate with her very soul. They slid into her ears, her nose, her mouth, and even into her ass and pussy, invading her body in a way that should have been terrifying, but instead brought a curious sensation of pleasure.
The pod began to fill with a luminescent green fluid, and she watched, fascinated, as it crept up her body, covering her in a soft embrace. It was cool against her skin, yet it did not feel wet. It was as if she were being submerged in a pool of light. The purple fluid followed, and with it came the pain. It shot through her like a bolt of lightning, making her body spasm uncontrollably. She screamed, the sound muffled by the pod’s enclosing walls. The pain was unlike anything she had ever felt before, but it did not last. It grew in intensity and then, just as suddenly, it transformed into something else entirely.
Her body felt as though it was being reborn, every nerve ending alive with a new sensation. The pain morphed into pleasure; a pleasure so intense it was almost unbearable. She felt herself starting to leak, her body responding in ways she had never experienced. The pod’s walls grew slick with the fluid, and she could feel it seeping into her pores, becoming one with her. Her climaxes were like waves, crashing over her repeatedly, each one more powerful than the last. It was as if her very essence was being rewritten, reborn in the image of the Bentusi.
Her skin stretched tightly as her breasts swelled, growing to B cups at first, then continued to expand to cantaloupe size. They grew and grew and were on fire. She gasped and grabbed her tits each and in a strange attempt to stop their growth, but it was useless, they grew to what looked like the size of soccer balls on her chest but were perfectly shaped and high on her chest. The sensation of the fluid rushing through her veins, a heady mix of fear and ecstasy. The pod’s lights dimmed and grew brighter in time with her breathing, the room seeming to pulse with the rhythm of her transformation. She could feel her ass expanding, she screamed loud in ecstasy but only bubbles shot out. She shifted her hands to her ass cheeks to try to stop them from growing to no effect. The ass flesh pushed and grew spreading her fingers apart in a fruitless attempt, the flesh plumping and reshaping, pushing outwards until it was impossible to ignore. Her hips then followed, creaking as if her bones were extending and growing to hold the new extreme hourglass shape, her legs longer and more muscular, each cell rearranging itself to match the ideal of Bentusi beauty. Ripples and waves shot across her body visibly looking as if a rock was dropped in a bucket of water, and in their wake left shimmering purple skin, and extreme muscle tone. Her body was no longer her own, it was a canvas for the alien DNA to sculpt into a new form.
The pleasure grew as the changes grew more extreme. Her skin darkened to a deep purple hue, a sign of her new heritage. The pod’s machinery whispered to her, the alien language soothing her, guiding her through the process. She felt her vagina thicken in a sharp blast of pleasure, as if an invisible force was sucking and kneading, her entire pussy. It started to expand and grow into a plump, swollen mound, the sensitivity increasing with every moment. Each lip swelled as well as her clit, and she could actually feel all of her nerves multiply in sensitivity, maybe even 10-fold in sensitivity. It was a strange and overwhelming feeling, a mix of vulnerability and power. Her once-human body was being remade into something new, something otherworldly. She then felt a wave of pleasure hit her asshole, as if it was responding to her changes in her pussy. A full body blast of pleasure then hit her all at once, sending her into a convulsion of bright pink stars and rainbows, like her pleasure centers were all synced and increased at the same time.
As the process reached its crescendo, Lila could feel the alien DNA weaving through her cells, reshaping her into the warrior-priestess she was destined to become. Her body grew still, the pain and pleasure subsiding as the transformation neared completion. The pod hissed and the lights grew dim, the fluid retreating into the walls. With a soft click, the lid of the pod lifted, revealing Lila in her new form. As she stepped out of the pod, the hoses in her ass and pussy shot out in an extreme popping and slurping sound, giving her one last shivering climax. Fluids sprayed onto the floor as she came and came. Her pussy acting as if it was out of control. She stood, unsteady on her new legs, and investigated a mirrored surface that had appeared before her. The girl she once knew was gone, replaced by a creature of beauty and power.
Her breasts were now large and firm, with dark purple areolas and pointed nipples that stood erect. Her waist had narrowed, giving way to the broad, powerful hips of the Bentusi. Her ass was round and full, a testament to the fertility that would soon be hers. Her skin was a rich tapestry of purple and gold, sparkling in the alien light like a jewel in the night sky. She reached down to touch her new body, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. The changes were profound, a stark reminder of the sacrifice she had made.
Her eyes, once a soft green, had deepened to a vibrant emerald that seemed to glow with an inner fire and now looked almost feline in nature. Her hair had grown longer, cascading down her back in thick, wavy strands that shimmered with a metallic sheen. She flexed her fingers, watching as the muscles in her arms rippled with unfamiliar power. Lila felt a surge of excitement and anticipation, knowing that she was now part of something much larger than herself. She had become a weapon in the fight for the galaxy’s survival, a beacon of hope for the innocents of the cosmos. The Bentusi who had guided her through the process stepped forward, their gaze filled with approval. “You have been reborn,” they said, their voice a gentle caress. “You are now one of us.”
The gravity of the situation hit her like a ton of bricks. She had left behind the quiet life she knew for a future filled with battles and the weight of unimaginable responsibility. Yet, as she looked into the mirror, she felt a strange sense of pride and purpose. The girl who had tended to flowers in the garden was now a warrior, ready to face whatever the universe had in store for her.
The room grew silent as the reality of her transformation set in. The creature in the medical suit approached her, placing a hand upon her shoulder. “Your training begins now,” it said, its voice firm yet kind. “We will prepare you to face the Reptoids, to be the shield that protects the galaxy from their tyranny.”
With that, Lila was led to her new living quarters, a space that was both foreign and oddly comforting. The walls were soft purple, the same shade as the Bentusi’s skin, and the furniture was designed with human ergonomics in mind, yet had a sleek, otherworldly aesthetic. A large, metallic headset rested on a pillow, along with two phallic rods, one slightly thicker than the other. She felt a mix of fear and curiosity as she was instructed to put on the headset and insert the rods into her ass and pussy. The coldness of the metal sent a shiver down her spine, but she listened, her curiosity outweighing her trepidation.
As soon as the rods contacted her skin, they began humming gently, sending waves of pleasure rippling through her body. She gasped, her eyes widening in shock and arousal. The sensation grew stronger, and she felt her new Bentusi body respond, her muscles clenching around the rods as if they were a part of her. The headset activated, and she was bombarded with a cacophony of images and sounds, a kaleidoscope of alien sexual practices and rituals that flooded her very soul. The language of the Bentusi filled her mind, each syllable a caress that left her breathless and eager for more. She then understood that the Bentusi used sexual pleasure in their culture to reinforce their powerful warriors. So that they will be rewarded in bliss in the heat of battle.
The visions grew more intense, and she saw herself in a Mech suit, her new form moving with grace and power as she piloted it through the stars, her every move bringing her closer to ecstasy. The link between combat and pleasure was undeniable; with each virtual enemy she defeated, she felt her body peak in climax. It was a revelation that shook her to her core, a merging of the sacred and the profane that she could never have imagined. Yet, as the scenes played out before her, she found herself craving the real thing.
When the vision ended and the headset powered down, she felt sudden emptiness, a hunger that could only be satisfied by the union she was about to undertake. The Bentusi guided her to the marriage chamber, where a lord of their kind awaited her. His muscular form was even more imposing than the others, and she could feel his power radiating from him. He looked upon her with a mix of desire and reverence, his eyes lingering on her new form with an intensity that made her heart race. They explained to Lila that her husband will be her support beacon during her transformation into a Bentusi warrior, they will train you, guide and love you, and quench your sexual fires before and after battles to bring you back from the brink of sexual insanity. Her body quivered at that comment, would she now feel this constant state of arousal all the time now?
The ceremony was quick and to the point, a mere formality before the true union could begin. The lord approached her, his gaze never leaving hers, and she felt a strange comfort in his presence. He was to be her protector, her partner in this alien world she now found herself a part of. As he reached for her, she felt the rods within her pulse in anticipation, a reminder of the pleasure that awaited her.
Their bodies joined, the rods retreating to allow for the most intimate of connections. His touch was gentle, yet firm, his alien skin a stark contrast to hers. His 15-inch cock filled her completely, slamming into her new alien sex. But her pussy responded a lot automatically and almost latched onto his huge dick in a strange sucking vacuum sensation sending waves of pleasure crashing through her that she had never felt before. It was as if the universe itself was moving within her, every thrust a promise of power and protection.
The union was more than just physical; it was a bonding of their very essences. She could feel his strength, his knowledge, his very soul melding with hers. Her fears and doubts fell away as she climaxed under his tender touch, the room echoing with their shared passion. It was a moment of pure ecstasy, a testament to the bond they were forging.
When the coupling was complete, she knew that she had made the right choice. She stood up off her new husband with a loud snap and pop as her pussy did not want to let go of his cock. Fluids sprayed at the decoupling and a sent a small climactic shiver up Lila’s spine. She held the head at the sensation, and gasped and felt guilty in loving every bit of it.
The Bentusi had taken her humanity, but in its place, they had given her something far greater: a purpose, a family, and a love that transcended the boundaries of species and star systems. Together, they would fight the Reptoids, and together, they would ensure that the galaxy remained a place where life could flourish.
The following day, Lila found herself in a vast chamber that smelled of metal and oil. It was the Mech fitting station, a place where warrior-priestesses were paired with their mechanical counterparts. She walked through the rows of towering machines, each one a testament to the Bentusi’s technological prowess. They were sleek and powerful, bristling with weapons, and she could feel the energy coursing through them, a silent promise of destruction and protection.
The armorer, a stoic Bentusi with a gleaming gold emblem on his chest, approached her, his eyes taking in her new form with a hint of admiration. He led her to a console where she could customize her Mech, the one that would soon become an extension of her own body. The array of weaponry was vast with plasma cannons, laser swords, and missile launchers all vied for her attention. But she knew what she wanted, an energy sword and a pair of missile pods that could be charged with her own life force. The armorer nodded in approval, understanding her choice of an energy and missile combo.
“Your Mech will not only serve as your weapon,” he explained, his deep voice resonating in the chamber, “but it will also be your reward. The more you fight, the more you will change. The more lives you take, the more powerful you will become. Should you be so skilled as to vanquish a Reptoid lord, you will experience a Super Morph Event and ascend to become a High Priestess.”
Lila felt a thrill run through her at the mention of such an ancient and revered position. It had been a millennium since the last High Priestess had been born from the loins of a human. The thought of her becoming the leader of the Bentusi race was both terrifying and exhilarating.
Ignoring the armorer’s advice of practicality, she chose to give her Mech a form that mirrored her own: a sleek, curvy shape with a massive chassis and an exaggerated hourglass figure. The Mech’s “breasts” and “ass” were ludicrously large, more suited to a pin-up poster than a battlefield. But as she looked at the design, she realized that the Bentusi’s influence had indeed changed her. She felt a strange sense of empowerment, a desire to be both beautiful and deadly.
Dressed in the standard warrior attire of a thong and bra, she stepped into the cockpit, feeling the cold metal press against her skin. The Mech’s systems hummed to life around her, molding themselves to fit her new form perfectly. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, feeling the suit envelop her in a warm embrace. When she opened them again, she saw the world through the eyes of a goddess.
The Mech reflected her desires and her newfound identity. Its purple and gold armor gleamed in the artificial light, the very essence of Bentusi nobility. The cockpit was surprisingly comfortable, almost sensual, as if it had been designed to enhance the bond between the pilot and the machine.
As she settled into the pilot’s seat, the Mech’s systems automatically inserted two phallic members into her most intimate regions, one into her pussy and the other into her ass. The sudden intrusion caught her off guard, and she could not help but gasp as a jolt of pleasure shot through her body, making her quiver with a small climax and convulsed and squirted juices all over the suit. Her pussy once again reacted and sucked on the rod inside her in and did so slowly. She took a moment to collect herself, the memory of her old life in Brookwood feeling like a distant dream. The thought of her friends and family, of the simple life she had left behind, brought a pang of sadness, but it was quickly overshadowed by the thrill of the power that now surged within her.
The AI interface of the Mech whispered sweet nothings in her ear in the Bentusi language, which she now fully understood, guiding her through the start-up sequence. It was a strange symphony of clicks and whirs, interwoven with the gentle pulsing of the alien technology that had become one with her body. The Mech’s systems responded to her thoughts, a symbiotic relationship that was both eerie and exhilarating. With a flick of her wrist, the energy sword materialized in her hand, and she could feel the power of the universe vibrating through the hilt.
Her first battle was against combat drones in Earth’s orbit, a test run to ensure she could manage the Mech’s capabilities. The drones approached, a swarm of metal and circuitry, cold and unfeeling, a stark contrast to the warmth and life that now flowed through her veins. Lila focused her thoughts on Mech’s AI interpreting her desires and intentions with uncanny accuracy. The first drone was targeted and dispatched with a graceful swing of her sword, the plasma blade slicing through it like a hot knife through butter. The explosion of the drone sent a pulse of euphoria through her body, a feeling so intense she screamed out and gushed fluids, the sound echoing in the cockpit.
Her mind raced as she faced wave after wave of drones, each destroyed one bringing her closer to a peak of pleasure she had never thought possible. Her cries of ecstasy filled the comms, and she could hear Charad’s proud chuckles from the command deck. The power was intoxicating, a heady mix of adrenaline and sexual release that made her crave more. The drones fell before her, their destruction a symphony of light and sound, each one bringing her closer to the brink of an orgasm that lasted an eternity.
When the last drone was reduced to space debris, she climaxed hard and sprayed at least a gallon of cum in the suit and leaked sparkling milk from her breasts. She was then left panting, the Mech’s phallic members still embedded within her, pulsing in time with her racing heart. She leaned back in the cockpit, her body slick with sweat and the evidence of her climax. “More,” she demanded, her voice hoarse with need.
The AI in her ear remained calm, a soothing presence amidst the chaos of her desires. “Your training is not yet complete, Lila,” it said, its voice a gentle reminder of her new reality. “But fear not, there will be plenty of battles to come, and with each victory, your power will grow.”
The Mech’s systems retracted the phallic members, and she felt a strange sense of loss, as if a part of her had been ripped away. But the promise of more battles, more power, and more pleasure fueled her determination. She had been chosen for this, to be a weapon of beauty and destruction, to be the bane of the Reptoids.
The training montage that followed the next few weeks was a whirlwind of explosions and screams, her body adapting to the alien technology with each passing day. The Mech’s power grew in tandem with her own, the AI pushing her to her limits and beyond. The pleasure was all-consuming, a never-ending cycle of battle and release that left her feeling more alive than she ever had before.
As she grew stronger, so too did the whispers of the Reptoid threat. The news reports spoke of sightings on the edge of the solar system, of ships that moved with a predatory grace that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest of Earth’s pilots. The day came when she would face them in combat, when she would be called upon to be the shield that protected her new family.
The anticipation grew with each passing moment, the thrill of the upcoming battle and a constant presence in the back of Lila’s mind. Her body had transformed once again, the ancient DNA coursing through her veins like liquid fire, enhancing her Bentusi abilities. The fleet was in high alert, the air thick with the scent of adrenaline and anticipation. The warrior-priestesses and their Mechs were lined up in the hangar, each one a beacon of hope and power amidst the cold, metallic expanse.
Before the battle, Charad offered a choice to Lila, to fuse with the ancient DNA he was holding onto. She asked what would happen to her, and he said there was a chance of failure, but they had no time. She decided to do it, and they ran to the morph chamber, and she entered the pod quickly. As the tubes entered her like before she felt nothing new, but once Charad entered the DNA sample, her body erupted in pain and pleasure as the morphing tubes plunged into her. The DNA fluid pumped into her. Her body pulsed and began to swell even bigger than before. Her mouth hung open in bliss as she had pleasure overload to her half alien brain. Lila felt her skin tighten and stretch, her body reconfiguring itself into something new, something ancient. Her ass grew, swelling until it was three times its original size, a monument to the fertility and power that surged through her. Her breasts ballooned out, their weight a constant reminder of the burden she now bore. Her hips widened, a testament to the alien lineage that now claimed her.
But it was the pleasure that took her by surprise. It was as if every cell in her body was alight with the essence of the universe itself. The pain of the transformation was swallowed whole by a climax that had no end. Her pussy plumped up even more and thickened and tightened, becoming an instrument of both love and war, a gateway to a power that could bring life or end it.
When she emerged from the chamber her ass and pussy gushed with sexual fluids, her skin glowed with a purple light that seemed to pulse in time with her heartbeat. Her eyes shone with the wisdom of the ages, and she knew that she had become something more than a mere warrior-priestess. She was now an avatar of the Bentusi’s will, a being of pure sex and power. She looked up a Charad in pure lust and stripped his robe right there and stroked his 15-inch cock till it was pulsing and slammed it into herself in an explosion of juices and spray. Charad dumped his seed into her, and she came like never before, all the lights of the universe exploding in her now ancient mind and seeing all the secrets of mech combat unlocked as well. She sprayed juices for over 2 min straight until she relaxed and snapped out of her trance. She was now talking in an ancient Bentsui dialect that Charad did not understand. She then snapped out of it, looked at him, and said, “Now I can see all of it”. He nodded in acceptance, grabbed her, and said “we need to get you into your suit right away.” Once at her suit, as she was still shaky and swaying from her recent morph, Charad opened her suit and tried to fit her in, but she was easily three times the dimensions now of pure sex. Charad activated the AI and ordered it to re-scan her body and conduct remorph. The AI complied and the nano bots restructured the cockpit to fit her new ultra-sexed body. Lila was still weak, but the AI detected it and slammed the phallus’s back into her holes, and with a pure bolt of pleasure, she was wide awake and gushing fluids all over again like nothing happened. She was now alert and ready to take on the Reptoid fleet. As her now modified mech marched towards the launch bay, the other Bentusi crew looked in utter amazement at the changes to her mech to fit her new body. The breast, and ass armor was now three times the size and the area of the armor that would be her pussy was bulging out with a more pronounce mound shape.
The order came, and the fleet streaked through the void of space, their Mechs a dazzling display of purple and gold against the blackness. The Reptoid scout fleet was caught off-guard, their cold, calculating eyes widening in surprise at the sudden appearance of the Bentusi vessels. Lila’s heart raced, the bond between her and her Mech stronger than ever. She felt every pulse of the ship’s engines resonate through her body, a symphony of power that only served to fuel her newfound feral instincts.
As the Mechs engaged the enemy, Lila felt primal hunger awakened within her. Each swing of her sword sent waves of pleasure rushing through her, each hit connecting with a satisfying crunch of metal. Her body, now three times its original sexual size, was a weapon of unparalleled allure and destruction. Her tits bounced with each step she took, the golden fluid from her swollen nipples leaving a trail of light in her wake. The Reptoids were taken aback by her presence, their cold hearts unable to comprehend the fiery passion that now burned within her.
The battle raged on, the space around her crackling with the energy of her climaxes. Each enemy she defeated brought her closer to the goal: to face a Reptoid lord and claim victory for the Bentusi. The scent of burning metal and the cries of the dying filled the vacuum, a grim reminder of the stakes. Yet, amidst the chaos, Lila felt a strange sense of serenity, her body moving in perfect harmony with the Mech, a dance of death and rebirth.
Her Mech’s systems grew more attuned to her arousal, the phallic members inside her pulsing with each victory. The orgasms that washed over her were like a supernova, her entire being alight with power. Her skin, now a deep purple, glowed with the intensity of a star going supernova, casting an eerie light on the carnage around her. The Reptoids retreated, unable to withstand the onslaught of the Bentusi and their new, enhanced warrior.
Lila emerged from her Mech, her body glistening with sweat and the golden fluid of her climaxes. The fleet hailed her as a hero, her name echoing through the comms like a battle cry. Charad met her with a proud smile, his eyes gleaming with desire and admiration. The DNA had worked, she had become the savior they needed, an Avatar of the Bentusi. But she knew that this was only the beginning. The Reptoids would not rest, and she would have to push herself to new heights to protect her new family and her new world.
In the quiet moments that followed, Lila reflected on her transformation. She had become something more than human, a being of beauty and power that could bring life and end it in the same breath. Yet, as she lay in Charad’s arms, she felt a pang of longing for the simple life she had left behind. But she knew that her destiny lay among the stars, fighting for the very essence of existence. Her love for Charad had grown with each battle, each shared climax a testament to their bond.
Their union had transcended the boundaries of marriage, becoming a sacred pact forged in the fires of war. And as they made love once more, their bodies entwined in passion, she felt the ancient power of the Bentusi Goddess within her, whispering of battles to come and the untold pleasures of victory. Later she was told that now was the perfect time for her to finally bear children for the Bentusi. She looked at Charad with a smile and felt excitement over having his children. They would inject her with special fertility drugs to ensure full fertility, and healthy girls’ children to be future warriors. As the Reptoids have retreated and it would take at least twenty Earth years for them to regroup, it was the perfect window.
The fertility drugs coursed through Lila’s veins, a potent cocktail that heightened her already intense desires. With each embrace, her body grew more fertile, swelling with the promise of a new life. Charad took her gently, his alien features a mix of love and determination as he filled her with his potent seed. She reveled in the feeling, the knowledge that with every thrust, she was bringing hope to their dying race.
The pregnancies were unlike anything she had ever imagined. Her body, now a vessel for the future of the Bentusi, grew and stretched in ways that both amazed and terrified her. The doctors assured her that the pain would be minimal, that the transformation would be akin to the ecstasy she felt during their battles. Yet, she could not shake the human fear that lurked within her, the primal instinct that screamed of the unknown.
But as she gazed into the mirror, her swollen belly, a testament to their love, she felt a sense of peace. The ten little lives growing within her were a promise, a beacon of light in the shadow of the Reptoid threat. Each kick and flutter brought a smile to her face, a reminder of the warrior she had become and the legacy she would leave behind.
When the day arrived for her to give birth, the entire fleet held its breath. The Bentusi had never seen anyone of their own carry so many at once, and the event was steeped in both excitement and trepidation. The labor was intense, a maelstrom of pleasure and pain that seemed to stretch on forever. But with each contraction, she felt her body releasing not just the children, but a piece of herself into the universe.
And then, as if by some divine intervention, the normal human babies were born, each one a perfect, tiny reflection of the love she and Charad shared. The surprise on her face mirrored the amazement of the Bentusi around her. They were so... human. Yet, she could see the hint of something more in their eyes, a spark that whispered of the greatness they would one day achieve.
The doctor’s words echoed in her mind as she held her daughters close, their tiny forms nestled against her enhanced body. “They will transform on the night of their 18th birthdays,” he had said. “They will know pleasure beyond their imagination.” She could only imagine what that would feel like, but she knew that she would be there to guide them, to help them understand the burden they had been born with.
For now, though, they were just babies. Innocent and pure, a reminder of the life she had left behind. As she watched them sleep, their tiny chests rising and falling in perfect harmony, she made a silent vow. She would protect them, she would teach them, and she would show them the beauty of the universe that she had come to know.
Their days were filled with love and laughter, a stark contrast to the battles she would soon face. But she knew that the time would come when she would have to leave them behind, to fight in a war that was no longer just for the Bentusi, but for their future as well. With every ounce of strength she had, she vowed to ensure that they would grow up in a world free from the tyranny of the Reptoids.
As the years passed, before the girls grew too old, Lila would escort them at the age of three to live with her parents, when she arrived at the dead of night on her Bentusi light cruiser. They were shocked and amazed at what had happened to their daughter. Even though she looked like an alien goddess now, she sat at the table and talked about old times like nothing had ever changed. Lila loved her parents and gave them a case of Bentusi ore. This was worth millions of dollars on Earth. They were shocked, and then she asked the final favor. The Bentusi server then brought in all ten of her daughters. She then introduced them, “girls, these are your grandparents”, all ten ran and hugged them, and they were so happy. Before leaving she told her parents the rules, but not all the details, and she would return to collect them on the night of their 18th birthday. They gave a puzzled look but asked no other questions as they now had the resources to raise their grandchildren.
Back on Earth, the daughters grew, their innocence a beacon of hope in the shadow of the war they knew nothing about. The town of Brookwood had moved on, the memory of the alien visitors and their strange proposition fading into whispers and legends. But Lila’s family remained steadfast, raising her daughters in the image of the woman they had lost.
Jennifer, the eldest, had always been curious about her mother’s disappearance. Her grandparents spoke of Lila with a mix of pride and sadness, telling her that she had been sent to help in a great war, but never revealing the full extent of her sacrifice. Raised in a house of strict rules and overbearing protection, the daughters were kept from the outside world, especially from the company of boys. Their grandparents’ fears of the unknown were palpable, their overprotectiveness a cage of love.
On the night of her 18th birthday, Jenny felt a strange sensation, as if something within her was awakening. Her grandparents had thrown a small party, the house filled with the warm scent of baked goods and the sweetness of fruit punch. As the evening grew late and her sisters were sent to bed, she found herself unable to sleep, the anticipation of the next day’s celebration making her restless.
The creak of the bedroom door startled her from her thoughts, and she watched as it opened slowly. A figure in a full cloak, the same one she had seen in her mother’s stories, stepped into the room. Her heart raced, but she felt no fear, only curiosity and a strange sense of comfort. The figure approached her bed, and she could see the gleam of purple skin beneath the hood. It was her mother, Lila, but she was different, more... otherworldly.
“Mother?” she whispered, her voice shaking with a mix of awe and confusion. Lila nodded, her purple eyes filled with warmth and understanding. “Yes, Jenny, it’s me,” she said gently. “Your true mother.” The revelation hit Jenny like a meteor, her mind racing to piece together the puzzle of her existence. Her mother looked like a sexual goddess standing 6 feet tall in all her glory, every part of her body appearing to be meant for one thing, pure sex. The stories she had heard, the whispers in the night, all made sense now. Her and her sisters were always deemed different growing up, hearing strange foreign voices their entire lives’. She looked down at her own body, feeling the same alien changes that had once transformed Lila start to bubble. With a gasp, Jenny arched her back, feeling her body stretch and reshape before her very eyes. The pain was indescribable, a symphony of agony and ecstasy that sent her rolling on the floor. The fabric of her pajamas tore away, unable to contain her swelling form. Her breasts grew, the weight of them now a constant presence, a symbol of her newfound power. Her tits grew and expanded the size of basketballs, just like her mother’s. Her hips widened, her ass ballooning to impossible proportions, and she felt the floorboards creak under the pressure of her transformation. She looked to her mother for help, “What is happening?!!”
Her screams filled the room, echoing through the halls of the old house. Yet, amidst the cacophony, she heard similar cries from her sisters, each one echoing on her own. They too, were undergoing the transformation, the night of their 18th birthdays marking their ascension into the noble Bentusi lineage. The very walls of the house seemed to vibrate with the power that surged through them all.
As the changes grew more intense, Lila’s skin began to glow, a soft purple light emanating from her pores. The same light grew within Jenny, a gentle warmth that spread across her flesh and bones. As her ass, tits and hips continued to swell, she watched in the shimmering reflection of the mirror across the room as her skin changed color, a testament to the alien DNA now dominating her very essence.
Her pajamas lay in shreds around her, exposing her naked form to the cool night air. The room was alight with the purple glow of their transformations, casting an ethereal light over the scene. Her pussy then exploded in pleasure, her head arching back as she gasped. It expanded and grew as it gushed with her sexual fluids. Her ass and pussy exploded in a climax and pink sparkles, stars and rainbows exploded in her mind and body. Now swollen and sensitive beyond measure, her pussy pulsed with an insatiable need she had not known before. It was as if her very core had been rewired for pleasure, each beat of her heart echoing in that most intimate part of her. Her mother knelt beside her, her own body a vision of alien beauty. “You must accept this,” Lila urged, her voice steady amidst the chaos. “You must embrace your destiny and fight for what is right.”
Jenny nodded, tears of pain and pleasure mixing on her cheeks. She knew what she had to do. She had to become the warrior her mother had been, to stand alongside her and protect their world from the Reptoids. And as the final stages of her transformation took hold, she felt the power within her grow, a fiery embrace that promised strength beyond her wildest dreams. The last of the pain subsided, leaving her with a sense of fullness and power that was both terrifying and exhilarating. She stood, her body now a weapon, her mind a bastion of knowledge and strategy. Bentusi’s legacy now flowed through her veins, a gift, and a curse that she would bear proudly.
The house was silent, the only sound was the faint whisper of the wind outside. Her sisters had completed their transformations, each one a vision of beauty and power. They all stumbled out of their rooms panting, and sweating, all glowing purple and aside from their original facial features, their bodies all mirrored their mother’s now with slight deviations. Such deviations were in hair color, eye color, and their purple tones were all different from each other. All had dripping pussies, wanting, and swollen to no end. They looked at one another in shock, understanding the path laid before them. Jennifer entered the hallway with Lila, and they lit up once they saw their mother. She was a beacon of pure sex and power, and although confused, they felt warmth and peaceful. Lila handed them all the customary Bentusi thongs and robes and their grandparents watched in amazement at what had happened. Lila looked at them, and said " Don’t worry mom and dad, they are fine. And they will be with me. We will come back to visit as soon as we can. I can send for you two, even to live with us. That would require a small morph for both of you, but that would be your choice. Don’t worry, it wouldn’t be as drastic as ours.” Lila took her daughter’s hands, her touch warm and comforting. “The time has come,” she said solemnly. “Your training begins now.” Together, they walked out into the night, their eyes set on the stars, ready to face the battles that awaited them. The town of Brookwood lay quiet, the lives of its inhabitants oblivious to the cosmic forces that had just been unleashed within its borders. But the universe had a new trio of warriors, ready to fight for the preservation of life and love in all its forms.
Their journey to the Bentusi fleet was fraught with danger and excitement. They encountered the pockets of Reptoid scouts, each encountered a chance for the sisters to hone their skills and bond with their Mechs. The pleasure of battle became a familiar friend, a release from the constant yearning that filled them. In the endless expanse of space, they grew closer, not just as sisters but as warriors. Each victory brought them closer to the day they would face the Reptoid lords, the very beings that had driven the Bentusi to the brink of extinction. And as they approached the gleaming fleet, their hearts swelled with pride. They were no longer just the daughters of a legend; they were the future of their race.