Fifty Shades & Kainé (Kainé TF)

Kieran's breaths came hard and fast as he raced through the forest, galloping over the thick roots and wiry branches that enveloped the ground. The wind brushing against him, he resisted the urge to turn his head and look back - the snaps and cracks of those same roots and branches were all the confirmation he wanted to know that he was still being hunted by those things: Ever since he was a child, he'd been told stories by his grandmother about creatures that lived outside the village and deep within this forest - living shadows that hated, chased and killed anybody they came across. Of course he'd never actually believed such tales... until a town guard came back one day with an arm missing. But even then, it could've just been a bear or a wolf.. right? He was only supposed to out here today to hunt for some rabbits, but today a small part of Kieran's mind couldn't help but wonder if he was about to become the town's latest tale to curious children like him who'd wanted to explore the forest.

"No!" he thought. "I can't be that far away from the village now - just have to run for a little bit longer...!"

Kieran wasn't even sure if he was running in the right direction - he was just plucking the arrow out of a rabbit he'd managed to hit when he saw the yellow beady eyes peering out of the bushes in front of him. For all he knew those Shades were like sheepdogs, corralling him into a dead end before making a meal out of him... He'd dropped the rabbit at first, hoping that it would be enough for them... god damnit, why the hell did he drop his bow, too?! All he had on him was the hunting knife, which wasn't going to do much compared to six pairs of claws and three black maws bristling with teeth. The only thing he could do was run -

Kieran had been so focused on planning that he didn't notice that one spindly root sticking out from the camouflage of brown, red and orange leaves. His foot caught under it, and he was sent over the hidden steep drop that was a couple inches in front of him. He only had enough time to let out a strangled gasp as he plummeted all the way to the bottom, landing on the ground with a sickening crunch. Above, the three shades came to stop as they noticed the deadly drop. Looking around slowly, they relaxed into a more upright standing position before turning to each other and beginning to speak in their gnarled, raspy tongue:

"W͏͞h̷҉e͞͡r҉҉ę ͏̧d͠͏id͢͡ ̧̀҉h͠ȩ ̵̀g͟o̢͏?̴̴̧"

"I͘ d͞on̶'̛t̢̛ k̀́n̶o͞͝҉w.̷̡̕ ̢͏͏M̛̕a̷y̶͢b̨e͠ ̧͘he̕'̴s h̡i̡̕di̡n̛g̢͠ ̢s̵̶͘ome̛҉̵w̨҉h̵̕e̡r̴ę̵!"

"I̷̡ ̧͏h͞o͏p͘͜e̵͏ ͡h̶͜e͝҉'̀͘͠s͟͠͏ ҉͢ǫk̵͡a҉̛y͡ ̛͞-̕͞ ̷̨̡I̵҉ ̵̢d̸̛͢o̢͟ń̛'̧t͢͝ t̷͢͞h̡͟i͜͠n͏ķ͡͏ h͜҉̸ȩ͠ ̢̡kņ̸e̷w͟͞ ̵̡w̶̕e̴͡ ̨̕j̴͜us͏t̡͏ w͞à̶͡n̶͠téḑ̕͟ ̡͟͝t̀͞o ͠p̨̨̛l͡a͝y̕ ̢͝w͜i̧͟ţ̕͡h̶̢͟ ͞h͠͡im̵͞.̸̧"

The middle one looked around nervously before gurgling "W͜͡e̵ ̸s̴͡h̨oư͏҉l͞d͢͞ ̷h̶̢͡e͏a͠d̛͢͞ ̧́͞b̵͟͟a̷͏c̕͜k҉͘ ̴͡͏h͜om̸e҉̶ ̕-̢ ͏̸i̡̛f̢͘͘ ̷̢͏we ̵͡s̷͡t͘r̶̡á̷͡y͟ ̢to͜o far ̧͘͝oùt ͠ò̴f̧͟͜ ́th̨ę̢ ̛f͘ǫ̧͢r̷es̡t͜,̸͢ ̡͢t̴͠͝h̕҉́e͝͞y̛ ̀s͝͝a̧͢͞y t̴̛h͢e̛r̕e ̵̨a͠r͞e҉ ͜p͟e͏͏͢o̕p̵l̕e ̡͢w̷ḩo̧̡'̴͡͏l̷̕͞l҉͟ ͠h̶̨un̴t͟ ̷̧ư̴s͟͡͡ ̀͠d͡҉ow̷͟n͏ į̴f́ ̴̕͝ţh̶͝ey͜ ̵̴̨s̵̛ęe͜͞ ̧́̀u̵s̀͞.̸̨" The other two Shades nodded hurriedly before following the first as it scrambled back into the forest depths... The only sound now was the distant chirping of birds and the hoarse, raggedy breaths that wheezed out of Kieran's throat as he lay on the dampening forest floor. His spine buzzed warmly, and a warm numbness had been slowly spreading from what felt like his chest downwards. His vision already beginning to blur, Kieran felt a little disappointed - was he really just going to be left here forever? His grandmother would spend the rest of her life worrying and hoping for him to walk back into the town completely unscathed... now he was just going to be food for the foxes, eagles and undoubtedly those disgusting Shades once they found his body laying here. Letting out one final, rattling sigh, Kieran began to close his eyes and wait...

...Or he would have if he hadn't noticed that white flicker of movement in the corner of his left eye. Groaning as he turned his head for a clearer view, he let out a muted gasp as he saw a flower that was whiter than even the snow that had blanketed the town all those months ago. A cool breeze shifted through the trees, causing the flower's petals to flow gracefully like a ballerina as they glistened in the sunlight... Kieran's heart leapt for joy - it was a Lunar Tear! Whenever his grandmother wasn't telling him stories about the Shades, she always talked about the legend of a rare white flower that was sent to able to cure any disease or injury... It was even said to completely rejuvenate a person, but Kieran always thought that was just some mystical wackiness tacked onto it. Regardless, if there was a chance for him to continue living, he was sure as hell going to take it! Gritting his teeth, Kieran moved his weakening arm upwards and began to reach out for the Lunar Tear, grasping his fingers tight around it's fragile stem... but just as he tried to uproot it, he found what little strength that remained inside of him suddenly slip away.

"No!" he choked. "C-Come on, please!" Practically strangling the plant now, Kieran screwed his eyes shut as he willed himself to stay attached to the Lunar Tear, ignoring the slight pain caused by his nails as they dug into his palm, unaware that the ridges were starting to thicken and grow slightly before being coated in a silvery coating. The fingers themselves slimmed down next along with Kieran's hand as it became daintier and smaller - but despite this, he could feel the strength in his grip returning even faster than it had left him earlier and couldn't help but cry out "Yes!" as he felt a comfortable warmth trickle down his arm as the lean muscle that surrounded it slandered slightly whilst preserving the firmness that had been gained by years of hunting.

The warmth continued to spread across Kieran's body and he found himself being forced to arch his back as his spine healed with a satisfyingly sharp crack as it pushed itself into a perfect S shape that pushed out his currently flat chest and rear... The warmth carried onto Kieran's right arm and molded it into the same lithe limb as his left before moving downwards to his legs, making all the bristly forest of hair there recede inwards and leaving them silky smooth. His feet shrunk a couple sizes too as their nails were coated in the same silverly sheen as his fingers, but what caused Kieran to finally realise that the Lunar Tear was doing more than just fixing him was when he noticed just how tight the upper half of his leather trousers were and decided to sit up and look down -

"Holy fucking shit!" he yelped before clasping his mouth tightly. It wasn't the fact that he'd sworn, or the fact that his voice sounded higher than usual - it was the fact that his fucking thighs were... well, thick! Stretching his legs out straight in front of him, Kieran turned and pulled up each leg to the knee in order to get a good, long look at them: There was no denying it, they looked way more girlier than they should! Kieran shuddered as he felt the leather grazing his softer and more sensitive skin. The sensation was quickly proving to be extremely distracting; a blush began to form on Kieran's face as another part of him began to brush gently against the taut material.

Before he could even react, the warmth soared up to Kieran's head - more specifically his scalp as his scruffy blond hair bleached out out from the roots outwards into a cloudy white before flowing out to his shoulders and styling itself into a sort of braided ponytail on the right side of his head whilst the hair of his left remained drooping down. Kieran's eyes were next to change, their earthy green irises kindling into sunny, golden yellow that sparkled with surprise as he felt the muscles on his face shift and morph, his nose becoming rounder and softer as his rugged angular jawline melted into a graceful oval shaped face. A tingling sensation building up in his lips, Kieran quickly ran his tongue over them before inquisitively pressing a finger against his mouth - they felt that little bit plumper than he knew they should...

"N-no, I can't be...!" He muttered, gulping and clearing his throat as he heard a husky, feminine whisper come out. Looking down at the Lunar Tear he said; "Why are fuck are you turning me into a girl, you asshole?! And why the fuck am I swearing so god damn much?!" Sighing with frustration, Kieran almost considered letting go of the flower... but as if it could sense his conflict, the Lunar Tear seemed to begin to try and convince Kieran by amassing its magic around his hips; causing them to slowly stretch and widen outwards into a fertile, womanly waist that complimented his thick thighs as muffled popping sounds emanated from his pelvis. However, Kieran's body was still lacking a certain aspect around that area... and Kieran realised what that area was with an "Eep~!" as he felt his butt begin to inflate and gradually push him up as it filled out against the ground with thick, pillowy flesh. Once the sensual vibrating had disappeared, Kieran slipped his right hand down and under his trousers to explore his newly gained asset... and the blush on his face reddened as he found himself indulging in the cushiony cheeks; kneading, rubbing and groping as a soft moan slipped out of his lips.

Just when he thought it couldn't get any better, Kieran darted his hand out of his trousers as he felt the same pleasurable rising sensation now build up around his chest! His high breaths getting hotter and heavier with each passing moment, Kieran could only watch hungrily as he not only saw two mounds grow, fill and push out against his loose white shirt... he felt it too~! As the area under his nipples swelled out with the same soft and pillowy tissue as his ass, waves upon waves of ecstasy traveled outwards from his blossoming bosom and all over his entire being, causing him bite down hard on his bottom lip and claw at the ground with his right hand - but the sheer bliss that was blazing through him was just too much to be held back and he opened his mouth to let out a long, lustful "Fuuuuck yessss~!" that bounced and echoed across the forest.

Feeling the tingling sensation begin to fade away from his chest, Kieran looked down to see just how good his breasts - his tits, he found himself thinking - looked: And they looked so fucking good, big enough to have caused three buttons of his shirt to have popped apart and give him some extremely delicious cleavage - just the simple action of breathing was causing his perky nipples to chafe ever so slightly against the fabric, sending jolts through him with every passing second. The warm finally amassed down at Kieran's crotch, and he couldn't help but let out a shaky laugh that dripped with anticipation before tightening his grip on the Lunar Tear and growling; "S-stop teasing me, you ahh-asshole~! J-just fucking... fucking do it, please~!"

Kieran felt the tiniest tugging on his testicles - and before he could even react, a surge of pleasure slammed into him as the organs slid inside of his groin and dived deep inside of his hips, prickling as they formed into her brand new womanhood. Her mind completely buzzing with desire, Kieran immediately dived her hand inside of her tight leather trousers, pushing past her still completely erect member to investigate the tight, wet slit beneath it.. Even just grazing the outer caused her to instinctively buck her hips against her delicate digits, but Kieran took a hard gulp before slipping the two curious fingers inside-

"Ohhhhh shhhhhit!" she wailed as her newly formed walls immediately clamped downwards onto them, savoring not only the solid and filling sensation that had appeared inside her, but also just how tight and wet she was! Combined with the 5 inches of throbbing firmness only a couple centimeters above her hand meant it wasn't rather hard for her to imagine a scenario where the object now worming its way inside her to be something just as thick, but twice as long... Thrusting her fingers in and out, in and out, in and out, Kieran couldn't help but let a lusty smile grow across her face as her hips bucked after them - she just needed to feel so fucking full right fucking now! The wet slap slap slap sound of her hand thwacking into her groin clapped through the air around her, mixing in with the moans and gasps that constantly huffed out of her along with whispered sighs of "Yes~!" and "Fuck~!"

A minute of this... "self exploration" passed, and Kieran began to feel a warm tension at the base of her cock that was gradually climbing upwards, inch by inch - fuck, she wanted to jerk off so bad... but she didn't want to stop thrusting into her cunt, and she still wasn't sure if letting go of the Lunar Tear would be a good idea... so clearly the best idea was to just cum sooner rather than later, wasn't it~? Quickening the pace of her thrusts, Kieran's breathing began to speed up too as she felt that white hot tension rise faster and faster and-

"FUUUUUUCK~!" she roared, leaning her head back as a long, wailing moan forced its way up her throat and out of her mouth as she was finally sent over the edge, her mind and body completely consumed not only by the warm pulsations ebbing around her vagina as her fingers were coated in hot sticky cum, along with her cock spurting out the remains of her sperm all over the insides of her pants. As she started to float down from her orgasm induced high, Kieran ran her hands through her hand and sighed - for some reason she felt really fucking tired now... Stretching her arms out with a remarkably cutesy groan, Kieran just flopped his head onto the ground and swiftly slipped into sleep.

But just because its user was asleep didn't mean that the Lunar Tear was finished - although the fact that Kieran had ripped it out of the ground during his orgasm meant that it had little magic left to work with. In an almost snake-like fashion the stem began to wriggle up Kieran's arm, and as it did her hands became covered in black leathery gloves that then went up to her elbow in a blue, silky material. On her left arm, the cotton fabric of the shirt Kieran wore began to tighten and part itself, quickly morphing into a bandage that stretched all the up to her narrow shoulder and really emphasized the strength hiding behind the slender muscle. The flower then writhed across Kieran's chest, where the main part of the shirt began to diminish and split itself as it changed into skimpy lingerie made out of the same blue lacy material as the top portion of her gloves, pulling tight against her waist with a black bow.

The skimpy nature of the lingerie meant a lot more of Kieran's creamy skin was exposed to the air; as the top half of the bra section faded away, she moaned quietly as a cool breeze tickled her sensitive breasts. Heading down to her trousers, the Lunar Tear slid down Kieran's left leg as the tough tanned leather began to recede upwards, shrinking as the texture softened into silky white panties that pressed comfortably against her crotch, leaving the smallest hint of a bulge as the remains of her orgasm were magically washed away. Meanwhile,  the leather on Kieran's left leg parted from the waist, stretching downwards and wrapping around her foot as it formed into the same bandaged cloth as the one cased around her arm. Her boots were next to change, turning into a pair of black high heels that fit snugly around her dainty feet. The final things to change was her knife, the metal creaking and groaning as it grew and curved into a more serrated, saw-like blade. The transformation finally complete, the Lunar Tear drifted all the way back up to the top of Kieran's head, nestling into the long strap of hair on her left side and opening its petals as the last of its magic faded away...

A minute or so later, Kainé woke up with a groan. Slowly sitting up, she rubbed her head vigorously as a dull ache ebbed through her brain. Blinking hard, she looked around and muttered, "What the hell am I doing here...?" Something in her mind clicked, and she balled her hands into fists as she stood up and growled "Those fucking Shade assholes! It's time for them to pay for terrorizing our village!" Picking up her trusty blade that lay in front of her, she spun around on her high heels and strutted off into the forest.

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The villagers had seen Kieran leave yesterday morning, but when news finally came back of someone having slain the entire infestation of Shades, the person that stepped into the town center... was clearly not. Everyone was interested by this strange white haired girl in rather impractical clothing considering the task she'd just performed, especially the men, but the fact that her blade was completely coated in the dry, tarlike substance was proof enough of her skill. As the crowd applauded this heroic stranger, an old woman with frazzled wiry hair hurriedly shoved her way to the front, her eyes baggy and bloodshot as she squinted up at Kaine.

"Did you see a young man whilst you were in the forest?" she blurted out, causing everyone clapping in the crowd to falter, remembering the blond haired boy as an awkward silence blanketed the square. Turning to face the old woman, Kaine opened her mouth to answer that she didn't meet anybody... but found herself lost for words as she stared at the elder; her throat dried up as she felt a tight and heavy pressure suddenly weigh down on her chest. After a couple seconds she cleared her throat and said;

"I didn't see any kid in that forest."

There was a sharp, grieving gasp and the whole crowd burst into murmurs as some of the villagers rushed to grab the old woman before she fainted onto the floor. As she was gently escorted away to a nearby hut, two women who seemed to be around the same age as Kainé came out of the crowd and approached her. They both had long, flowing red hair and the same striking teal blue eyes that almost seemed to glow depending on the rays of light that occasionally pierced through the clouds. They both wore the same attire; a white robe on top of a black long sleeved shirt with a long red skirt that drifted all the way down to their feet, with the pointed tips of high heels just barely poking out underneath.

"So your name is Kainé, right?" asked the one on the left, whose hair seemed to be styled as a fringe, her wavy hair stretching down past her shoulders and back. The other girl, whose hair was much messier in comparison, reached a hand outwards towards Kaine before chirping; "We'd love to have a little community get together in the tavern later in order to celebrate you getting rid of those Shades. Will you please join us?"

Hesitantly,  Kaine grabbed and shook the woman's hand. "And you two are...?"

"I'm Devola," said the girl as she shook her hand enthusiastically. "That's my sister Popola - we're sorta the village leaders around here."

"It's uh.... nice to meet you."

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The celebration was now well underway, and the tavern was filled to the brim with people as they laughed, drank and danced to Devola and Popola as they sang an a rather beautiful duet  in the center of the building, with the former sitting on a stool as she played a guitar whilst the latter sang in an ancient language. Kainé, however, was simply leaning against a wooden beam in a quieter corner of the pub, her arms crossed tightly against her chest as she held one foot against the beam and her eyes closed in thought: She wasn't sure if she'd stay in this place for much longer - she felt like she needed to go elsewhere and hunt more Shades.

"So, you're the girl that "saved the town" from those Shades, right?"

Pulled out of her thoughts by a cocky voice, Kaine opened her eyes to see a dark haired man standing in front of her. He was wearing a plain red shirt with brown trousers, along with a smile that was as smug as the voice that had came out of it. There was a sort of shine to his eyes; a glazed yet concentrated look that made Kainé purse her lips.

"Yeah," she grunted. "What's it to ya?"

"I'm just curious, that's all." he slurred, the faint smell of alcohol wafting out of his mouth as he spoke. "I mean, you certainly seem to know how to work a blade... I'm just curious about... *hic*, about how you managed to kill all of them without getting a single scratch...." Kainé jumped as she felt the rough skin of his palm suddenly brush against her thigh. "And in such... interesting clothing too." As the man's hand start to slither further inwards, Kaine felt her teeth ache as she clenched them together along with her fists as her eyes watered from the intensity of the glare she was giving him - not that the man noticed, because his eyes were currently fixated on the task of memorizing every detail of her breasts in the silky lingerie that just barely covered them. "And just how strong and flexible you really are, heh..." Before Kainé could swat his hand away, the man pushed through her panties and attempt to cup her crotch... but froze and gasped as he felt something warm and fleshy rest against his wrist. His lecherous grin melted away, and his widening eyes peered down at Kainé's as he said "What the fu-"

"Get your dirty hands off me, you perv!" Kaine roared, kneeing him sharply in the groin before decking him in the face as he doubled over, causing him to collapse onto the ground in a bewildered, pained mess. The commotion caused everyone in the tavern to stop and turn; as a group of men that Kainé assumed to be the man's friends walked over to pick him up, she could hear him groaning and mumbling "She's a freak... She's got..." Anger with hints of fear and embarrassment clouding her vision, Kainé simply stomped her way out of the pub and into the streets - she felt so infused that she didn't even shudder at the frosty midnight wind as it washed over the town.

The only sounds that could be heard were the wet click clack of her heels on the cobblestone pavement as she stepped through a puddle. She'd had enough of this town - she'd saved it from those Shades and this was how they repaid her?! Heading towards the massive wooden gates that served as the entrance and exit of the village, Kainé punched her fist against it and shouted "Open up!", but there was no response - the guards were either asleep or also gone to the tavern to celebrate with everyone else. "God fucking damnit!" Pulling her blade off of her back, Kaine raised it against the gate and was ready to carver her own way out if it weren't for the familiar croaky voice crying out:

"Please, wait!"

The serrated, edge of the blade was millimeters away from biting into the wood when Kainé had turned around to point it at... the old woman who'd fainted earlier. Kainé wasn't sure what was more surprising; the fact that the old woman didn't look the tiniest bit afraid or the fact that she now felt the urge to put her blade away. "What do you want?" she snapped as she gave into that urge, placing a gloved hand on her hips as she gave the crone the tiniest of glares.

There was at least a minute of silence, after which the woman squinted and replied with "I thought I recognized that flower in your hair... is that a Lunar Tear?" Kaine blinked and gently brushed a hand against the hair accessory. "Yeah, it is. Why do you care?" A warm smile appeared on on the old woman's face as she hobbled over and looked up at Kainé's golden eyes with her dulling bronze ones. "You must know the myth that's behind this flower, right? That it has the potential to heal not just any injuries, but also-"

"But also even change people completely, blah blah blah." Kainé interrupted. "What's your point?"

"I wasn't sure when I first saw you earlier today, but... but seeing you now, up close... I know it's you."

"....What the hell are you talking about?"

"I know this must be so very confusing for you, but please try to understand. The boy I was talking about earlier, the one that went missing... you're Kieran, aren't you?"

"I'm sorry, what?!" Kainé grimaced as she stepped away from the woman. "Are you fucking crazy, you old hag? Last time I've checked, I've never not had these!" She gestured to her breasts, but the old woman replied "Maybe, but... but when I saw you earlier, you looked at me... the way you're looking at me right now, it's like you know who I am to you!"Kaine opened her mouth to let out another barbed retort.... but the words got stuck in her throat. As much as she hated to admit it, the woman was right - there was something oddly familiar about her... about this village, even though she was sure that she'd never been here before...

"Think about it - you said you'd entered that forest to slay those Shades, but why?"

"I... I..." Kainé rubbed her forehead as that headache earlier came back: She... she could remember heading into the forest, but for some reason the actual memory where she decided to do so was just out of her reach. "Just because I don't remember why doesn't mean you're my grandma!"

"I never said that I was." The old woman shrugged. "Look, maybe you're right - you could just be someone who attacked the Shades, got whacked on the head and lost their memories. But looking at you now... The only other reason I thought you might be Kieran is because you look exactly like I did when I was your age; so I thought with the Lunar Tear you've got that maybe you..."

Kaine stood there in quiet contemplation, peering at the ground and feeling the old woman's gaze on her face. Eventually, she raised her head and said "Alright, listen up: I... I might not exactly remember much, but... I guess that means that I don't have a place to stay. And if what you're saying is true; that you're my grandma... then you're the only family I have, right?"

The old woman nodded.

"I guess... I guess I'll stay with you, then. Until I can find my own place or something-" The old woman beamed as she wrapped her arms around Kaine and hugged her tightly. For the briefest of moments Kaine had the urge to push her away or curse at her... but found herself relaxing and even placing her own arms gently around her grandma, allowing a small smile to curve her mouth as she felt the warmth of her frail old body.

"It's good to have you back," Grandma sighed into her shoulder. "I've been needing someone to go pick up the groceries for a while now."

Kaine chuckled. "You asshole."