The Great Returnal

Back in 2008...

“Well Alexandra I think the new museum will be a hit with all of the kids in San Diego.”
“Yes Tom, as you can see by the threatening T-Rex behind me. The past comes to life and stomps out the competition”
The animatronic T-Rex let out a roar through its semi broken speakers. It was followed by a lot of woahs from the gawking children. There is a buzz as the transmission ends.

“Can you edit that so that the roar sounds more intimidating or something? It sounds like a squeaky toy.” Alexandra lowered her mic and screwed up her face in irritation.
“And can somebody control these little shits?” Ugh. Like, they all look the same, does someone not know what birth control is?” She pulled her mic to the chest and recoiled as a kid ran past her feet.
“Alright cool off Alexandra.” Josh half-whispered.
“Where are we going next?” She asked.
“The Aztec exhibit there are some new freaky looking artifacts there. They say they used them in sacrifice. Tons of money shots. “ He replied while stepping out the way of another rampaging child.

As they turned up at the Aztec exhibit some workers were installing something. A limestone statue of some kind. She was briefed by the curator and after a couple of fake laughs she stood ready.
“Ok let’s start rolling Josh?” She asked. He fidgeted with something and gave a thumbs up.
“Hello again Tom. We are here in the Aztec exhibit. A cenote deep in the jungle contained this absolutely bizarre statue. Covered in hundreds of carved macabre faces. And-“

The nearby workers shouted and cussed as one of the cords snapped. The statue crashed to the floor, leaving everyone around dumbstruck.
“Tom unfortunately it seems..” It seemed even Tom was looking right through her. Josh was also struggling to hold onto his camera. She spun around to see an enormous monstrous green figure. A chimera of animals. It roared, it’s powerful cry audible through the whole city. People started to run but quickly found themselves bolted to the spot. Then everyone clutched their sides in pain.

Alexandra lapped at the air with the pent up lust of ages as she felt her clit hardening and lengthening. She fell to the shiny floor and and then ripped open her work shirt to reveal her creamy tits. Her confused mind began to play with the cock clit, feeling an urge to excite something that wasn’t quite there yet. The tiniest brushes against the fabric making her moan. Her ginger hair started to fall out and her eyes changed from blue-grey to tea brown. Her hands felt almost as if they were under someone else’s control, as she played with her big enhanced tits right until the moment they deflated and became inert compact pecs.

Josh was changing right next to her. He opened and closed his legs in a coping way as he pulled his trousers off to unveil his new dark haired vagina. His screams of terror could be barely heard over so many others.

In the studio Tom began to feel increasingly hot, unevenly so. All the burning was centered around his chest and groin.
“Clarice.. I don’t feel..” He stood up suddenly, pulled off his shirt and pulled out his cock, he had this unbearable urge to suck it. A deeply submissive feminine urge,  telling him that he wanted to be filled with fluid. That he wanted to be pinned down. What am I thinking? I have a wife and son I.. need more children. I want to give birth to children. I want our people to rise again.

Alexandra groaned as her bones creaked and cracked. Unable to move as her flimsy feminine muscle expanded into respectable warrior physique. Her thighs hardened with muscle and hair grew out around her shaved groin. She began to remember impossible things with crystal clarity. Memories like wrestling with other men, playing ballgames and stalking the jungle with animal skins draped over her shoulders.

Tom was rubbing his now swelling bronze tits against his co-host who was slowly losing her own. His spine snapped and curved, adjusting vertebrae by painful vertebrae. He felt the urge to move his hips rhythmically as they expanded with incredible force and pain. He just ignored it, as the pleasure spread upwards from his balls. He felt a popping and cutting sensation as his vagina opened up and swallowed his cock. His wheat blonde hair lost its  shine, and natural raven hair fell in a wave down his back. The rest of his patchy white skin became just as bronze as his tits.

Alexandra, now Ahuiliztli locked his thinner lips with the female Josh. His now large thick and fully gloved penis grew excited. He pushed her onto a nearby couch. The useless woman inside of him was protesting, completely overwhelmed and terrified at the new desire. He tossed around on the spot as his facial features were plucked away.  Her nose growing and jaw jutting. Alexandra’s defining identity and self twisted into another’s. His inner voice merged with hers as he took over. He licked the edge of her cunt and then after she squirted in his face. He dived in. Giving into the pleasure he dumped his boiling seed inside and laughed victoriously.

Xom brushed the unrooted facial hair from his face. His lips plumped and his eyes became larger, changing from green to hypnotic brown. His nose squishing down into a feminine shape. He moaned in ecstasy as his co-host, now a full grown muscled male Aztec, gleefully thrust into his new slick pussy. The thick head brushing the ridges and exciting her dark breastfeeder nipples.  The new woman barely had a personality yet, but she knew she wanted to come.

 

 The animalistic pack rutted and grunted. The males enjoying their first dip of wetness. Almost the entire studio came in unison and Xom felt a divine revelation of memories of being a Aztec woman some time in the past. She had once been a priestess.. no that’s not right, she was some kind of public speaker… a notice giver.. no that’s not right either. Trivial and silly announcements. How embarrassing, it was her job to guide to spiritually guide the community. Advice with longevity. Then in the dark days... she remembered taking sacrifices.

 

Slowly the returnal ended.  Xom, now Xochitl pulled herself up from the orgy of people in the studio. A mix of cum and womanly juices trickled down her leg. She looked around with her big brown eyes, scared witless. What kind of building was this? She ran over to the window and looked at the horror. So many metal machines and blood everywhere.  Everyone walking past and around each other but not talking. She touched the golden Jaguar necklace around her neck. This was the work of the Gods clearly. She would do her best to aid the frightened children around her!

Ahuiliztli looked all around him in awe. A new sun had risen. The two gorgeous, heavy breasted women panting on the floor next to him might make good brides in this new country, wherever it was.