Part 2

The Escapist!

Part 2: The Avatar

The second time was just after I graduated, deep in the mountains.

During my senior year of high school my best friends and I planned to take a grand trip together. Some sort of adventure to celebrate our newfound ‘adulthood’ and to have a final hurrah together before life inevitably drew us apart. We discussed travelling to distant lands, seeing new sights, drinking in exotic taverns, and meeting beautiful foreign boys. But of course, none of us had saved enough for that. We entertained visiting the Freyan Realms to witness the strange mysteries of transformation. This was nixed when our parents sternly forbade us. We talked about taking a discount party cruise, but one of us was prone to seasickness. And so we settled on a month long wilderness trek.

The plan, when we finally solidified it, was to walk The Mountain Trail, a long winding trail that cut along the top of a mountain ridge, linking numerous peaks. It was a popular hiking route, and between the number of people walking the trail and the presence of rentable overnight shelters, it was considered fairly safe. The entire trail would take months to hike and featured some pretty daunting terrain in parts, so we settled on doing a section of the trail that started in a popular outdoor resort town (since that would allow for a certain amount of debauchery before we set off), and ended up in a small mining town with good road access a month’s walk away. Along the way were smaller towns, villages, and hamlets with businesses that catered to hikers: offering a warm meal, a brief indoor sleep with a hot shower, and places to top up their supplies (as well as places to duck out early if things were going poorly). In many ways The Mountain Trail was the ideal trip for a bunch of relatively inexperienced hikers and goofy teenage girls: it was cheap enough we could afford it and safe enough our parents would permit us to go.

On this trip there was me and four other girls. Puberty had finally caught up with me, I was still short but I was finally starting to look like a woman. I had hacked my long blonde hair into a serviceable short bob, developed hips and a butt, and grown breasts big enough to need a bra but perky enough that I never bothered. With me were my best friends Kaigen and Raina. Kaigen was a serious girl with red-brown hair always squeezed back into a severe bun and was tall and very thin. She was the smartest person I knew and had plans to attend a prestigious university after the summer. Raina, on the other hand, was the most generous person in my acquaintance. She was short, shorter than me even, but with a heavy frame that already sported huge breasts, wide hips, a large round butt, and a small potbelly she tried to hide under loose clothing. Her skin was dark and black hair hung down to her shoulders. Our expedition was also joined by Brady and Sage, who weren’t my friends exactly, but were very close to Raina and were along as a compromise. Brady was a very athletic girl, a sports scholarship winner, with a loud, confident manner that I found a bit grating. She was average height, but heavily muscled for a teenage girl, and possessed of a short, curly shock of bright red hair. Sage was almost Brady’s opposite, an earthy, beautiful girl possessed with the sunny disposition of the very attractive. She was nearly as tall as Kaigen, but with her long, flowing sandy hair, an ideal figure, and effortless grace, there was no confusing them. We made for a happy fellowship of brightly chattering young women in sturdy boots and laden with overnight rucksacks.

The first two weeks of our trip went marvelously. The resort town was packed and raucous and we drank and danced and I’m proud to say that I lost my virginity to a handsomely rugged local. The other girls were scandalized, but I could tell they were all a little jealous too. The first section of the trail, the switchbacks from the resort town to the actual Mountain Trail, was pretty grueling, but once we got on the ridge it was lovely. There we were walking in pristine alpine beauty, chattering and laughing, surrounded by stubby pines and fields of wild flowers. At night we would stop below a dome of stars and roast things over an open fire and tell stories and play truth or dare like school children. The hike was turning out just like I had always wanted.

Things started to turn strange around the halfway mark. The trail descended into a forested valley with a small, creek-fed lake in the center. Around this lake was a small hamlet, a modest collection of wooden buildings along a gravel road. There was the usual general store that sold provisions to backpackers and a small café that offered a proper meal and showers to rent. But other than a couple hunting lodges, a few ramshackle houses, and a few small farms, there was nothing really there. We decided to head into town to top off our supply of marshmallows and chocolate at the store and visit the café for precious real coffee and pie if they had it.

Laying on the boardwalk adjacent to the café was a naked woman, beautiful and curvy, maybe in her twenties. She was laying bonelessly on the planks, eyes staring straight above, mouth hanging slack. Raina shrieked and Sage took a step back, hand to her mouth. Brady scowled around nervously, but Kaigen strode forward and knelt beside the fallen woman, touching her neck. “I feel a pulse,” she announced, “she must still be alive.”

“She looks catatonic,” I suggested, leaning forward and staring into her unseeing eyes.

“Why isn’t anyone helping her?” breathed Sage looking around.

“And why is she just lying here in the middle of the street?” grumbled Brady, grabbing Sage’s arm like she was getting ready to drag her somewhere.

“Oh shit!” squealed Raina. “Look out!”

I turned and gasped as I saw, unfolding from the catatonic woman’s vagina a knot of pink, labial looking tentacles. Two slender tentacles unfurled revealing two black, spherical eyes at their tip which blinked at us in surprise. And then came the rest of the tentacle mass, opening out of the woman’s vagina, like a creature climbing out from inside a shell. Soon there were a dozen, three foot tentacles writhing from the poor woman’s cunt, as well as a pink mass that scooted under her body like a mollusk’s tail and lifted it dangling slightly from the ground. “Pa!” warbled a panicked voice from inside the vacated cunt.

The door to the café tinkled open and out strode a grey haired man in a workshirt and coveralls. “Luanne, what is it?” He demanded. And then he saw us, “Ah, more hikers,” he smiled thinly, waving at us with his hand which we now saw had been replaced with pink, fleshy labia. “Sorry to startle ya, girls. This’s just my daughter Luanne, don’t let her appearance startle ya.”

“What happened?” Raina asked.

“There is something in them hills now girls, something that changes ya. My daughter was off with some fool boy and they were both changed by it. I found her like she is, but I never did find the boy.” The man held up his labial hands. “I got these whilst looking for ‘em. Best you keep your wits about you for unnatural creatures and if you see that the ground is slick, shiny, and blue, you best not touch it and you best get some distance from it.”

“Or just turn back!” warbled Luanne.

We stood, silent and gawking. Not sure what to do or say.

“Well, I’ll let you girls get on with your day,” the man said with a cunty wave. “Just be careful! And stop by the café, the pie is amazing.” He turned and started to walk. “C’mon Luanne.”

We all watched the pair move off, the man walking with one of his daughter’s tentacles inserted into his cunt hand, the daughter scuttling the sliding with her comatose human body behind her like a perverse hermit crab. No one moved or spoke until they were out of sight.

“I don’t want to be transformed,” Sage finally said quietly.

“I don’t think any of us do,” I suggested.

“Should we turn back?” asked Raina.

“Of course not,” snapped Kaigen. “Think of how many people hike The Mountain Trail in a year. We would have heard if there was a rash of transformations. That must have just been a one off, a freak occurrence.”

“You got the freak, right,” blustered Brady.

“Brady!” admonished Raina.

‘Well, I’m going to keep going,” Kaigen said, “Who’s with me?”

“I am,” I said, “as long as we stop for coffee and pie first.” Pure bravado.

In the end we all pressed on further along the trail, leaving the hamlet and the transformed man and his daughter behind. We all tried to put on a brave face, but you could see that everyone was nervous, looking for things in the trees and searching the ground for the blue, slick, whatever the man had warned us about. We marched silently, tensely, it was not a fun day and an even less fun night staring into darkness, taking turns keeping watch. This was somewhat less than what I was hoping for in a trip.

The strangeness continued the next day. In the morning when we set off, we came across a patch of shiny blue slickness on the trail. Warily we all stepped around it, intentionally not looking at each other, no one willing to give voice to our collective worry. When we stopped for lunch we saw odd little creatures hopping around in the brush. Raina squealed in surprise at the movement and again when she saw what they actually were: some sort of fusion between a penis and a bird. They had red feathered wings and tails, but glans instead of heads and on their breast they had large, hairy testicles. Sage shrieked and Brady stroked her back, but Kaigen simply shooed the creatures and hectored us about keeping it together. We laughed nervously and pressed on.

It wasn’t until the evening that it finally encountered us…

The Avatar.

It slithered out of the woods suddenly, quietly, without any real warning. She was huge and beautiful, and coming straight towards us. From the waist up she was a towering, tanned, golden goddess with a beautiful face, a curtain of platinum blonde hair, four huge breasts, and four supple arms. Below her waist she was a cross between a serpent, slug, and a vagina. She had a thirty foot long, sinuous tail like a snake, that was split all along its bottom with ragged folds of labia running from the long, drooping clit on her crotch to the tip of her tail. The fluids from her labia left a slick, shiny, blue trail along the ground that glistened in the soft sunlight. She smiled widely at us in greeting.

“An avatar.” Kaigen gasped.

“Fuck.” I whispered.

“What luck!” The Avatar sang. “Fresh players for my game!”

“Game?” asked Brady.

“Yes!” chirped the Avatar brightly. “I have in my possession magic dice!” She fondled her heavy breasts and sighed.

“Magic dice?” Raina asked nervously.

“Why yes! I have these two dice here.” She held out the dice, one in each lower hand, upper hands waving in excitement. “And you will all roll the dice to see how I shall change you! If you roll a twelve and win, I will craft you into a majestic creature of beauty, to shine among the humans. If you roll in the middle, sixes and sevens, I win, and will do with you according to whim.”

“What if we wish to remain unchanged?” I asked respectfully.

“Why you must lose, of course! Roll a snake eyes and you will be sadly spared any change at all,” pouted the Avatar.

“And all of the other numbers?” asked Kaigen.

“The other numbers will fall between the three extremes. A low number will be but a small, sad transformation. A large number will earn you a beautiful change, but one informed by my tastes. Do you understand the rules?” She pursed her lips. “It is vitally important that you understand the rules.”

“And if we were to just run away?” asked Brady, clearly thinking of her athletic prowess.

“Oh, that would be against the rules. I would have to hunt you down and do something…” a look of distaste clouded the Avatar's beautiful face, “punitive.”

“Maybe I can outrun you.” Brady suggested uncertainly.

“I wouldn’t take that bet.” The Avatar said darky. Suddenly she smiled brightly, as if she just remembered something, and tossed the dice in her hands. “Now! Who wants to play first?”

Raina looked at all of us, and with a look of courage stapled on her face, stepped forward. “Ms. Avatar, Ma’am, I will go first,” she squeaked.

“Excellent! Excellent! Step right up! Step right up!” The Avatar snapped a set of her fingers and Raina’s garments vanished. She squeaked in surprise. The Avatar smiled, touched Raina on the cheek and dropped the dice into her waiting hands. “Good luck, little one.”

Raina stood their naked and nervous, rolling the dice in her hands. The Avatar leered at her intently, expectation flashing on her beautiful face. Raina bent towards the ground, her soft belly and large breasts hanging below her. She blew one last time on the dice and rolled them, eyes squeezed shut tight.

The dice jumped along the ground, bouncing rolling, until they landed showing a 3 and 7.

“Ah…” sighed the Avatar happily. Raina peeked out her eyes. “A ten! Not a win for either of us, but an auspicious number none-the-less!”

Raina swallowed heavily, fear in her eyes.

The Avatar looked thoughtful; two hands perched on her hips, two touching her face. “What to do with you? What to do? What to do? Hmmm… Say? Do you like birds?”

“Birds?” Raina said.

“You do! Excellent!”  The Avatar’s eyes glowed blue and she gestured with her hands.

Raina squawked as she felt her flesh seethe and twist. She grew taller, and thinner, and prettier: her waist pulling in and her face growing angular and beautiful as her breasts and ass expanded slightly. She cooed in pleasure for a moment before bright, metallic green feathers began to peak out of her skin while her two large breasts were joined by five more, two then three then two, all stacked on her chest. Raina chirped happily and tried to fondle her breasts and was shocked to see her hands and arms had been subsumed by giant feathered wings, brilliant emerald, but with a fringe of shiny purple feathers along the edges. She flapped her new wings experimentally, throwing up wind and nearly lifting herself.  Raina squawked again and stumbled as her legs buckled and twisted, reversing and growing scales as they became huge avian legs and feet. She hopped like a bird to steady herself and fluttered her wings to find a balance. Raina’s black hair fell out in clumps leaving her head bald for a moment before a crest of iridescent scarlet feathers poked out and grew down her back to meet her new gorgeous scarlet tail feathers. She screeched in pleasure as she orgasmed, her purple stomach feathers rippling as her muscles writhed.

The Avatar was tapping her teeth with her fingernails. “A good start… but… it’s missing something.” She squinted. “You know, my favourite bird has always been the humming bird. Flying around tirelessly from plant genital to plant genital, drinking the sweetest nectar…. A fitting inspiration!” The Avatar waved a hand lazily.

Raina writhed and screeched again, until it was suddenly cut off as her face, her nose and mouth, merged into the gash of a large vertical pussy. Raina’s eyes lidded with silent pleasure as her new facial pussy spasmed and dribbled.

“Perfect!” declared the Avatar, clapping her four hands. Now you are perfectly made to sample the sweet nectar of man.” The Avatar waved her hands at the transformed Raina, “Now! Shoo! You have had your turn at the game! Fly away and find some nectar to slake your thirst you silly bird!”

Mute I watched the giant bird creature Raina had become hop a couple times, spread her wings and spring into the air. Her metallic feathers flashed green and purple and red in the sunlight and her new wings beat like a hummingbird, too fast to see, making a raucous hum. She hovered for a moment and looked at us all, her eyes shining with love and happiness, silently saying goodbye. And then she turned smoothly in the air and flew off into the sky in search of cocks.

The Avatar watched her go before turning back to us. “Now who is next?”

We all stood silently, looking at the avatar and each other. None of us wanted to volunteer. None of us were ready for this trial. The Avatar frowned. “Alright, I will pick the next player.” She pointed a finger at Sage, “You, there, it’s your turn!”

Sage blanched. Brady who was holding Sage’s hand took a half step forward. Sage put a hand on her shoulder and shook her head. She pushed Brady backwards, leaned down and kissed her on the lips. “It’s alright. Better that we don’t make her angry.” She smiled at the other girl.

“Who could be angry!?” asked the Avatar. “We are playing the game!” She slithered to the dice on the ground, picked them up and handed them to Sage. The Avatar made Sage naked with gesture and then pulled back and wringed her hands. “Now roll! Roll! I cannot wait!”

Sage held the dice in her hand trembling. Her naked, nubile body, all long limbs and soft curves shuddered and her teeth chattered. She held the dice in one hand before her, took a breath, and dropped them to the ground. They bounced once and rocked to a stop.

The dice showed 1 and 2.

“Oh I’m so sorry!” cried the Avatar. “That is a very poor number, very poor. Only a three!” She clicked her tongue and shook her head. “I’m afraid I can only offer you this paltry consolation.” She looked away and gestured dismissively.

Sage grunted, an oddly deep guttural sound. She held up her hands and watched in shock as her slender, graceful fingers became wider and heavier. The change raced up her arms, which grew more muscular and sprouted a thin coat of hair. It reached her torso and her shoulders widened and her breasts, once ripe and full, dwindled and firmed into toned pectorals. Her soft, flat stomach grew a modest but definite washboard of abs. Her hips cracked and shrank while her soft butt deflated and grew firm and high. Her legs shed fat and took on muscle and sprouted her hair while her dainty feet grew longer and wider. Her face remained largely the same, beautiful and feminine, except for the growth of a thin mustache and beard along her jaw. Finally, her clit started to expand and her labia swell as they slowly morphed into a large, erect penis and testicles. Sage grunted again and experienced her, now his, first male ejaculation.

Sage stood stunned and blinked his still wide feminine eyes. “I’m a boy?” he asked in a rich, bass voice.

“More like a man,” replied the Avatar. “I know it isn’t much, but it’s the most I could do for you since you only rolled a three.” The Avatar sighed. “My role is quite difficult sometimes, but it wouldn’t be much of a game if there were no losers.”

Sage stepped back and Brady embraced him, hesitantly, uncertainly. Kaigen looked at her feet and frowned. “I’ll go next Avatar, if you’ll allow me.”

“Excellent!” The Avatar applauded. “I love an eager player!” She gathered up the dice and snapped a finger making Kaigen nude. The Avatar reared up and leaned forward, handing Kaigen the dice before licking her face. “I think you taste lucky,” she purred.

Kaigen frowned, “I don’t believe in luck.” She hefted the dice in her hand. “But thank you all the same.” Kaigen weighed the dice in her hand looking thoughtful. She twisted her naked body, all awkwardly long and thin limbs, bony ribs, and small, deflated looking bumps. She pinched the bridge of her nose and flung the dice down. They bounced and rolled a good distance but finally stopped.

They showed 6 and 6.

“Boxcars!” cried an ebullient Avatar. “We have a winner! You, I shall make comely before all eyes! A goddess!” She sprang forward suddenly, grabbing a shocked Kaigen with her four arms on her shoulders and head and kissed her passionately. Kaigen stood shocked still for a moment, but then began to kiss the Avatar back, touching her and stroking her. It was obvious she was changing in the Avatar’s embrace, her body growing taller and gaining fat and muscle. Her hair broke loose of it’s bun and cascaded down her back turning platinum white. A second set of arms grew from her shoulders and clutched at the huge Avatar in passion. Finally, Kaigen cried out in pleasure as she apparently orgasmed.

The Avatar released her and Kaigen stepped back, turning to face us, smiling coolly. Kaigen was gorgeous, truly a goddess. She had a perfect, beautiful face, identical to the Avatar’s and long platinum hair that hung to her waist. She had four huge breasts, and four arms which hung easily at her side. Her body was tall and curvaceous and toned, supple limbs and rounded hips and ass covered in beautifully tanned skin. On her crotch she still had a small pink vagina, but hanging in front of it she had a long, 11-inch cock that was somehow as powerfully feminine as the rest of her. She looked the spitting image of the Avatar but with legs. Kaigen licked her newly full lips and sighed happily. “Thank you mother,” she purred at the Avatar with her new voice.

The Avatar beamed proudly. “I do love it so when we have a winner!”

Kaigen looked thoughtful, a much prettier expression with her new face. “Thank you mother, but isn’t it time for the next player? The game cannot be denied!”

“That’s right my princess! The game! The game! You!” The avatar pointed at Brady who was once again holding Sage’s now masculine hand. “It is your turn to play!”

Brady’s eyes were wide, she was breathing hard. She looked around, staring at the man who was once, apparently, her girlfriend, at me, at the Avatar and her newly made child. “Fuck this!” she screamed, chose a direction at random sprinting off into the woods.

Brady crashed a few steps away, veered around a tree and slipped, falling heavily on a slick, shiny, blue trail on the ground. She rolled in it and climbed to her feet, looking down at herself in horror as her clothes started to dissolve off her body. Brady started screaming as her feet put out roots that slid into the ground, trapping her in place. Her muscular legs slowly fused together, becoming a skin covered stem, her pussy pushing forward and remaining in the triangular hollow where her hips were. Brady took a shuddering breath and moaned in pleasure, wrapping her arms around her torso, causing them to merge with her body, which reabsorbed them, leaving her armless. The mass from her arms shifted and split, becoming six more breasts, leaving the rooted Brady with eight breasts arranged in four pairs. Brady twisted her body around as much as she could and then groaned as her red hair fell out and her eyes melted into her face. The top of her head grew a darker shade of pink and rubbery, taking on the appearance of a cock with the dickslit running vertically from her nose. She gasped, and stood rigidly as her new cockhead expanded hugely, growing taller and wider until it’s radius was three times that of her head. She squealed and a geyser of semen shot out the top of her head, splattering herself and the ground around her, which promptly started to grow tiny, phallic mushrooms.

Brady had tried to run and ended up a cock-mushroom: rooted to the ground, with a stem and armless, multibreasted torso, a neck, her mouth, and a huge cock glans for a cap. Brady moaned. “Thesca, you have to help me,” she pleaded.

“A poor bet.” Muttered Kaigen.

“It’s a tragedy to throw away a chance to win like that,” offered the Avatar sadly. “But the game goes on!”

It seemed everything came down to me. There was no escape. I was conscious of panting and whimpering a little. I didn’t want to be transformed according to the bizarre whim of an Avatar. I had a whole life ahead of me. It wasn’t fair! I could feel tears starting in my eyes.

I looked around the clearing. Maybe I could run? Maybe I could avoid the corrupting slime trail of the Avatar? I stared at Brady, her helpless bizarre state and shook my head. Running wouldn’t be wise.

My only hope was to roll double ones, to ‘lose’ the game and go unchanged. But that was unlikely, wasn’t it? I didn’t have the mathematical skill of Kaigen, but I knew the probability of rolling snake eyes was slim. It seemed a paltry hope to count on. But, realistically, it’s all I had.

I stepped forward and held my hand out for the dice. The Avatar smiled and waved a hand at me, making me naked. The cool air caressed my naked body, making it prickle despite my panicked heat. The Avatar cupped my out stretched hand with two of her soft, wonderful hands, and placed the dice on my palm, and then gently closed my hand over the dice. She leaned in, smelling of fresh rain and meadows and kissed me gently on the forehead. “Thank you for playing the game with me,” she whispered.

I held the dice in my hand, strangely heavy. I needed to roll double ones, needed to. Or at least a low number, a minor change. I glanced at Sage’s male body as he stood near Brady watching me. Would I want that? Could I be happy as a man? And then I looked at Kaigen, smiling expectantly at me, four hands clasped eagerly in front of her. Odd behavior aside, she was beautiful and sexy and seemed quite pleased. Would ‘winning’ this game be so bad? And then I thought of Raina, hugely transformed into some sort of cocksucking bird monster, flown off to parts unknown. I shuddered at the thought, but also found myself intrigued by the strangeness and beauty of the form. Maybe I could make the most of this, no matter how it turned out. I took a deep, deep breath and tossed the dice.

I watched them bounce. I willed them to be snake eyes. Or maybe boxcars. Something small or maybe something large. The slowed. Double ones, please be double ones. They ground to a halt.

One and one.

I couldn’t believe it.

The Avatar released a cry of anguish. “No! She lost!” A look of utter tragedy broke on the Avatar’s face. “I’m so, so sorry! I cannot transform you at all! The rules demand it!” She looked heart broken. “I cannot offer you even a token of consolation. Not even a nipple! Only my most sincere apologies.” She clutched her hands to herself, “But if you seek me out in ten years, the rules allow us to play again… You may have better luck! Please find me, let me make it up to you!”

I was stunned and relieved, and oddly, maybe a little disappointed. To have come so close, been prepared for it, and then escape. It was miraculous. Sage laughed gruffly and gave me a warm hug, his strong arms and hard chest pressed against my naked body. Kaigen was weeping openly. Brady asked for someone to explain what was happening.

The Avatar collected her dice and and reared up tall. “Thank you all for playing the game.” She smiled fondly at Kaigen who strode to the Avatar and gave her a last, hungry parting kiss. The Avatar tussled her hair and then smiled sadly at Sage, Brady, and I, before slithering off into the forest seeking more players, leaving a blue transformative trail behind her.

Those of us who remained mobile talked about what to do. In the end we decided that we had best head back to the hamlet and seek help. Lacking clothes or backpacks (which also disappeared when the Avatar magically stripped us), we didn’t have much choice but to set out for the nearest settlement. We didn’t want to leave Brady alone, but we knew we didn’t have a choice. Sage quietly told Brady what was happening, stroking her glans cap soothingly to calm her. And then we set off, an unlikely, naked procession. Kaigen looked at me with pity the whole way.

Afterward life went on. Kaigen and I drifted apart, she became briefly a model and later a wildly successful game show host. Sage and I dated after, maybe out of common trauma, but it didn’t last and he has gone on to live a pretty normal life as a man. We were able to get help and transfer Brady to a pot. The cock-shroom attended college through a Regena program and now counsels those transformed in Avatar incidents. Raina turns up from time to time, stopping for visits between industriously seeking cocks to feed on. She seems happy with her new life. I went to college.

And that is how I escaped an Avatar by a lucky throw of the dice.

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Credits:

Story and words by Indigocarmine

Key transformations, the Avatar's form, and the TF sequence was made in collaboration with LamiaWoman

Additional editorial help by KSG

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Part 3