Humanity, a curious thing (OC)

 Manhattan was a rather amazing place, or at the very least Victoria seemed to think so, certainly more interesting then her home ever was with the big sky scrapers and cars moving around the place, she could have hardly asked for a better place to land to then here especially since getting through earth’s air defense net was no easy task. Victoria thought back to her past life before she had assumed the shroud of humanity, remembering her time as __—-_|—_ as a formless, oozing pile of living stem cells, capable to changing into anything in the blink of an eye but, unfortunately for her, she got caught masquerading by one of the most hostile races in the known universe and now the name __—-_|—_  had quite a large bounty attached to it. So she started running and running and running until she came across a plant of blue and green, shimmering like a sapphire in the sky and proceeded to land on it, the woman quickly finding out there were many, many people to blend in with.

Finding a human to find as a reference point for her disguise was hard, least of all because she didn’t know how humans worked with their limbs and their eyes but she did find herself a image of a woman on a wall, quickly assuming her identity and what the alien assumed was her name which was Victoria.S. Secret. With that she quickly ran to the nearest computer terminal she could find, although given her lack of coordination it was more of a mad stumble over as people stared at her. By the time she had got to the computer she had managed to format what she was going to do, quickly typing out human anatomy and reading about them, slowly forming the organs and parts that she had been reading about with the woman coming away thinking humanity was a very weird race indeed.

The most obvious new feeling to the alien was the feeling of bones, the woman feeling as the rest of her cells clung to them like a net to scaffolding, finding it rather hard to believe that they had to stay static within the body and she couldn’t stretch and twist them. Skin was also a weird feeling, Victoria feeling like she was wearing a bag over her body but she eventually got used to it and she had also learnt that humanity had many orifices to choose from with the human subtype she chose to shift into seeming to have the most orifices. Judging by what she had seen on the internet it seemed like humans really liked to use said holes but not just for breeding but they could use them seemingly anytime they like to get pleasure, something that interested the woman greatly in the process.

Human behavior was also strange because it seemed like,despite the love of nudity and breeding that they liked on the internet, they seemed to dislike it during the day especially in public areas. However, at night there were women that would prowl around the street, looking around for members of the Male subspecies where they engage in intercourse for them for some form of currency which they seemed to need for everything, Victoria deciding that it would be best to join this business, maybe putting her abilities to good use in the process.  That was when she discovered another human behavior which was fear, the woman deciding to do a more wild shift of her form and, as the muscles bent and her skin tore, the man screamed and ran away, the woman finding it a mixture of fascinating and humorous, deciding to add to the end of all of her acts that way in the future.

Now she was standing by a mirror, making sure that her appearance was perfect, checking through her thick black hair to make sure everything looked right, that there wasn’t any brain or bone showing through the strands. She’d check her lips and eyes, one eye being blue and one being green since humans seemed to find that detail interesting before she would glance down at the rest of her body, making sure she had the right number of limbs and that all her skin was on correctly, less she has a repeat of the incident where a guy took off her trousers to see that all of her skin came off with the clothing. She’d double checked her hands to make sure she had managed to shift fingernails this time around, something she had forgotten most of the time she left to do her shift, before checking the inside of her mouth,only to see that she had shifted it wrong.

The teeth were all in the wrong places with some sticking out of the roof of her mouth, some sticking out a couple of her gums and a couple even sticking out of her tongue, the woman sighing as she shifted her mouth again. What was once a semi organized construct would become a whirlwind of flesh, bone and muscles, teeth moving around as she tried to put the jigsaw puzzle that was the human mouth together, making sure she got the order of her teeth right this time around, last time she had accidentally put the front teeth at the back. Eventually everything had been moved into its correct place and, with a quick sigh of relief, she would take her bag and would leave to go and stand in an alley at the edge of the city, one secluded enough that only humans that were looking for her services would be there.

As she would walk down the streets she would hear the sights and sounds of Manhattan, hearing the lights in the street buzz away as cars drove somewhere nearby, the atmosphere seeming almost dreamlike. She had wandered around during the day a couple times and she had always wondered what would happen if she let her cells go truly random in the street, wondering how the interesting little beings around her would react as they watched an ordinary human woman turn into a mass of tendrils and tongues and teeth. It would cause terror no doubt, people running away in every direction trying to escape, it would be exciting to see especially now she had a heartbeat to feel and blood running through her veins which meant she could experience true excitement. 

She would have to eventually quell such thoughts when she reached the alleyway proper, a dirty area by human standards with a barricade of trash laying at the back of it and an old mattress laying to the side of it, perfect for her to lure her prey too. As she walked into the alleyway she’d look around at the scrawling pictures that were on the walls, part of a thing that the humans called “art” which she had to admit she was fascinated by, reminding her of members of her kind who chose to have more complex and abstract forms. She’d glance at one of them which was true cut off head of what humans would call a sheep, the sheep having black wool and rolled back eyes, the words “Little lamb, come back to me” written at the bottom of it, the woman wondering what it could possibly mean before she would reach her spot and stood there.

She was wearing a pair of tight jean shorts, ones that would show just a slight bit of the top of her ass and showed off most of her legs as well as a tight tank top that didn’t leave much to the Imagination but left just enough to elicit interest in her clients. Now it was just the process of waiting for her prey to arrive, the woman stalking some of the men who went by, seeing those who were on drugs as well as those who were drunk, neither of which were truly fun to scare due to how their senses were inhibited by the substances. Then, after a long, long while of waiting she would see a man come around the corner, her eyes looking up and down his body as she grinned to herself, the woman knowing that he would be a perfect subject for her to scare.

He was a tall man, roughly five or so inches taller than the form she had chosen and it seemed like he came from some semblance of wealth to him given the suit he had on, the woman growing closer and closer to him to take in more details of him. His eyes were blue and he seemed to be cleanly shaven, his hair being short which meant that she could get a good look at his neck, her nose burning at the ever so slight scent of alcohol that was lacing his body as he would stop, turning to face her as she walked. “Heya, big guy. Given how you’re dressed, it seems like a man like you is out here looking for some fun.” She would say in what she had learned was a seductive tone, the woman having learnt it from watching video after video on the internet.

“Depends if you’re offering a good time, sweetheart.” He would say in response, smirking at Victoria as her other hand would move over to his chest, massaging it as she would flash her correctly arranged teeth at him in the process.

“Excellent. Show me your wallet, I’ll tell you what you can get.” She asked as the man would rummage through the wallet, Victoria not actually needing food since her species didn’t really eat for anything but pleasure but it did work to make sure that they brought into the act. He would open his wallet and he would stare at her, her eyes glancing down to the wallet to see a bunch of meaningless bills as she would move her head around as if she was deciding something before she nodded. “Well, I can certainly say you’ve earnt a blowjob with that, handsome. Come with me, no one can see you in that alley.” She would say, grabbing him by the collar and dragging him in, the man following along eagerly as a grin would form on Victoria’s face, the being making sure her wire wasn’t too wide.

Eventually he was led into the alleyway, the woman eventually stopping him right next to the mattress before she proceeded to get down onto her knees, the woman licking her lips as she winked at the man, clutching his trousers in her hand. She had gotten a lot better at taking belts off then she had when she first came here, taking the belt off in a few motions before placing it on the ground, the trousers coming down at moment later as she hands slowly moved up to his underwear, caressing his thighs for a brief moment before pulling them down, his cock springing out. “So, are you ready, handsome?” She would ask, the woman looking up and licking her lips yet again as he nodded to her, the woman putting one hand on either side of his hips before placing her mouth onto the tip of his member, hearing as he groaned out into the air.

She would keep herself at the tip for several moments, lapping and licking away at it as she would resist the urge to turn her tongue into dozens upon dozens of tiny tendrils to lap and push down against his cock but she managed to restrain herself. She moved herself deeper and deeper across the member, slowly making her way down to the base as her tongue would push and grind against the veins and glands, making sure that he simply couldn’t resist her mouth as his tip would rub against her throat. She would stay at the base for several moments, the woman knowing that she could stay there indefinitely due to the fact that she could breath through her skin before she proceeded to pull back to the tip again, licking away at the pre as she did so.

As she would repeat this process she would think to herself about how she would scare her victim this time around, wondering if she would reach up to grab ahold of his hand and then have her hand explode into flesh, wrapping around his hand as he screamed. Another method would be to have her get up and suddenly trip over where he would then catch her which was when she would transform her back into a massive, snapping maw, maybe even twitching her head back to show off her stolen face. Then thinking about face, she came up with a true way to scare him, she just had to make sure the transformation wouldn’t tear apart his body as she looked him in the eyes, seeming the lust infecting him, finding it awfully mesmerizing how much emotion humans could express using them.

She would snap out of her train of thought and go back to focusing on the task at hand,her fingers digging into his legs a bit as she would move her head back and forth at a much faster pace than she had been doing beforehand. Since she didn’t have any gag reflex, she always thought it would get in the way so she never shifted it onto her body, and as such she was going way, way faster then her counterparts ever could, the moans that she was hearing from above being more than enough to know she was doing a good job. She’d twist her tongue around the member, making sure to trace the more sensitive areas and, thanks to the fact he was so deep in his own pleasure and the fact he couldn’t see inside of her mouth which meant she could shift her tongue to tackle more areas and he wouldn’t notice.

That was when she started to think about all the fun ways she could use her shapeshifting abilities in order to pleasure people and maybe one day she would if her species ever flew to the rather out there planet and found them. Her throat could be shifted whilst the cock was still inside to be as tight as it could possibly be or maybe have hundreds of tendrils spread out across it, pleasing and teasing the cock until it inevitably filled up her biomass with that hot cum she had got so used to tasting. Her tongue could also be so much larger and thicker, capable of choking a human in a kiss and smothering is cock in a warm, wet heaven but she was a outsider for now so she’d just have to wait and bind her time until humans become more understanding of human/shapeshifter relations.

She would speed up once again, the woman flicking her fingers against his skin as she would look up to him again, seeing him clenching his teeth in pleasure as she would keep working her tongue, feeling as the heart she had shapeshifted into her chest would beat quicker and quicker. The woman would grow even more liberal with her tongue and throat, using her powers of make her throat shift nice and tight, making him struggle as she would push it down inside of her as well as splitting her tongue into two. She would wrap the tongue around your cock, grinding and pushing against the most sensitive areas, the woman readying herself for the big event as she would clasp ahold of his hips.

That is when she felt the familiar feeling of throbbing inside of her mouth, her eyes lighting up as she realized she would be able to perform her trick to him, her eyes glancing up at him as he got closer and closer to Cumming. She could tell that it was coming closer and closer by the moment, the woman trying to find the best angle for what she was about to do next, pushing her knees down into the dirt slightly before she could hear as he gasped out into the air, the woman knowing what was coming next. He would start cumming inside of her, the woman slamming herself down to the base to make sure that her new act had some more effect to it, the woman feeling the first rope of cum hit the back of her throat before she would glance at him and roll her eyes into the back of her head.

As the first ropes hit her mouth would start to shift, the skin tearing apart and ripping off her body as each of her muscle fibers wiggled around, the sound of her jaw snapping moving into the air a moment later before her head started to crack down the middle, the man falling silent as ropes would escape onto the mass of rapidly mangling flesh. He would only start screaming when she performed her next action, her head breaking completely in two which gave him a good look at a cross sections of a human head before she decided to let her entire head go completely random, the brain and flesh exploding into a series of odd tendrils, some large, some short and all of them either wrapping around his cock or taking his cum onto them. Her bones would split out into it’s own mess of jagged teeth and claws, swinging around the air as she even threw in a couple of extra eyes in there to heighten the fear factor as she watched the now spent man pull out what was left of her head.

He would then go running down the alleyway, the woman flexing her tentacles in his direction before he went out of view, the woman shapeshifting her head back into its more human appearance as she chuckled to herself. She could feel her new heart beating immensely, loving the feeling of adrenaline that the human body provided as she would correct her clothes somewhat, wiping some of the various substances that had dripped out of her skull off as she would do so. With her all cleaned up, her client scared and a deep sense of happiness running through her, she would go strutting out of the alleyway and back of her residence, the woman having a swing in her step as she started to think about her time on earth and what she was going to do next.

Of course, scaring clients would always be enjoyed by her but she couldn’t help but wonder if she engaged in another human behavior known as love, something she found curious since in her planet no one really had relationships with one another with members of her race just splitting a smaller mass off which grew into a fully functioning member of the race.  She had heard so many curious things about love, about how it impaired emotions like a drug, about how it made hearts flutter and eyes blur and, most interesting of all, she had no way of emulating love using her shapeshifting powers with it being the one human emotion she couldn’t produce more chemicals to emulate. Maybe she should find herself a mate,a long term human partner that would appreciate her for what she was and would even accept her for a true form,she had heard that love could crush even the strongest of barriers then maybe, just maybe…

It could crush the barriers between her and humanity too.