(Raphtalia Futa) Nagisa's Reality Rewrite

This is a 2am Story, that means the quality might not be as high as you are used to from me. Full info about 2am Stories here.

(Includes: Powertrip, body part expansion, mind control, Muscle Futa. Lots of Muscle Futa. You have been warned.)

This is a (noncanon) alternative to the story: (Raphtalia and Myne) Nagisa's Reality Rewrite

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“Ah~ Look who we have here~“ I spoke, grinning over my entire face. “If it isn’t the raccoon swordswoman Raphtalia from the shield hero’s party.“

“You seem to be well informed and polite.“ Raphtalia replied, lowing the sword she pointed at me out of impulse. “May I ask for your name too?“

“Of course~ My name is Nagisa Fulkami, Goddess of Darkness.“ I spoke, bowing to the Raccoongirl.

“Goddess…? What would a goddess want with me?“ She asked, to which I smiled.

“Obviously make you an offer. I have the capability to give you a way to become stronger. As strong as you need to be. As strong as you want to be. And at no cost that you would be paying to me too. Interested?“ I asked, to which Raphtalia looked at me skeptically.

“…that sounds unrealistic. Im sorry, I have to refuse.“ Raphtalia spoke, shaking her head.

“Oh, I can prove that it is in fact realistic.“ I grinned, pulling out my trusty reality marker from thin air. And before she could properly react, I had already written a word on her chest.

<Futa>

A tingling sensation spreads across Raphtalia's body, and her eyes widen in shock. She looks down at herself, her mouth agape as she witnesses an impossible transformation taking place.

"W-what's happening to me?" she gasps, her voice a mix of confusion and awe.

I can't help but giggle, twirling the reality marker between my fingers. "Oh, just a little demonstration of my power~ How does it feel to have something extra down there?"

Raphtalia's face flushes a deep crimson as she realizes the full extent of the change. She stammers, trying to find words, but can only manage a flustered, "This... this is..."

"Amazing? Exciting? A whole new world of possibilities?" I suggest playfully, enjoying her reaction immensely.

The raccoon girl takes a deep breath, composing herself. "It's... nothing. Barely an inconvinience.” Then looked at me again with determened eyes. “That said, how would that help me with becoming stronger?“

“That’s where part two of my plan comes in.“ I declared, diving with my marker towards her chest again. This time, writing more than before.

<You are a futa. Everytime you hear the word “stronger“, you feel a wave of pleasure course through your body. Then from your arms, stomach and legs your muscles will grow bigger and more defined. But at the same time, your rod will also grow a bit bigger and your balls will grow a bit heavier.>

Raphtalia's eyes widen as she watches me scribble the new words across her chest. A tingling sensation spreads through her body once more, and she shivers involuntarily.

"What... what did you do this time?" she asks, her voice trembling slightly.

I grin mischievously, tapping the marker against my chin. "Oh, just a little enhancement to make things more interesting~ Why don't we test it out?"

Leaning in close, I whisper in her ear, "Don't you want to be... stronger?"

Instantly, Raphtalia gasps, her knees buckling as a wave of pleasure washes over her. She steadies herself against a nearby tree, panting heavily. Before her eyes, her arms begin to swell, muscles rippling beneath her fur. Her stomach tightens, abs becoming more defined. Even her legs grow more muscular.

"This...this is incredible," she murmurs, running a hand over her toned stomach. Then she freezes, a deep blush spreading across her cheeks as she becomes acutely aware of the changes below her waist.

I can't help but giggle at her reaction. "Oh my, it seems you're growing in more ways than one~" I tease, eyeing the telltale bulge in her pants.

Raphtalia's ears flatten against her head in embarrassment. "This isn't funny! How am I supposed to fight like this?"

"Why, with your newfound strength, of course! Or do you perhaps wnat to be even stronger?" I exclaim cheerfully.

As soon as the word "stronger" leaves my lips, Raphtalia's body shudders with another wave of pleasure. Her muscles swell further, her biceps straining against her sleeves. The bulge in her pants grows more prominent.

"S-stop saying that word!" she gasps, her face flushed. "This is... this is too much!"

I circle her, admiring my handiwork. "But don't you feel powerful? Invincible? Ready to take on any challenge?"

Raphtalia flexes her new muscles, a mix of awe and confusion on her face. "I do feel... different. But how am I supposed to explain this to Naofumi and the others?"

"Oh, that's the beauty of it!" I exclaim, clapping my hands together. "You don't have to explain anything. Just embrace your new strength and use it to get your party to become even stronger still!”

Raphtalia's eyes widen, a mix of curiosity and apprehension flickering across her face, but then moaned as that word caused another wave of strengh to course through her body.

Raphtalia's muscles bulge once more, her shirt stretching taut across her newly-enhanced physique. She lets out a soft gasp as another wave of pleasure washes over her, her cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of red.

"This... this isn't right," she pants, trying to regain her composure. "I can't just keep growing like this. What if I can't control it?"

I circle her again, my eyes gleaming with mischief. "Oh, but that's half the fun, isn't it? Just imagine how powerful you'll become. How much you'll be able to protect your friends."

Raphtalia's ears perk up at the mention of her companions. "Protect them? But..."

"Think about it," I continue, my voice low and enticing. "With each battle, each challenge, you'll grow stronger and stronger. You'll be a force no one want’s to mess with.”

Raphtalia's body shudders again at the repeated use of "stronger", her muscles swelling further as another wave of pleasure courses through her. She grips the tree trunk tightly, leaving indentations in the bark.

"I... I can't deny the power," she admits breathlessly. "But this feels wrong somehow. Unnatural."

I laugh, a tinkling sound like wind chimes. "Oh my dear, what's natural about any of us? You're a demi-human in a fantasy world. I'm a goddess. Embrace the extraordinary!"

Raphtalia looks down at her bulging biceps, then at the prominent bulge in her pants. Her tail swishes nervously. "But how will I explain this to Naofumi-sama? And Filo? They'll notice such drastic changes."

"You think so?" I exclaim, twirling my marker. "I mean, look at your bulge. Do you really think someone would be able to notice that it was off on you?”

“Yes, in fact I do!“ Raphtalia declared, looking down at her bulge which made it hard to even fully press her legs together by now. “I almost look like I am smuggling a dagger and some rocks down there!“

“Then let’s make you smuggle a sword and some bowling balls.” I grinned to which Raphtalia gulped. “Stronger, stronger, stronger, stronger, stronger!“

As the words leave my lips in rapid succession, Raphtalia's body convulses in waves of intense pleasure. Her muscles swell dramatically, her shirt ripping at the seams as her biceps and chest expand beyond its limits. Her pants strain dangerously, the bulge growing to truly impressive proportions.

"N-no... stop!" Raphtalia gasps between moans, her legs trembling as she tries to stay upright. Her tail bristles, standing straight out behind her.

I watch with glee as her transformation continues. Her once-slender frame now ripples with corded muscle, her tearing armor barely concealing the defined abs and powerful thighs. The bulge in her pants has become impossible to ignore, straining the fabric to its breaking point.

"Oh my, you really are smuggling quite the weapon now~" I tease, circling her trembling form. "I bet you could take on an entire army single-handedly!"

Raphtalia pants heavily, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and unwanted arousal. "This... this is too much," she gasps, her voice deeper than before. "I can't go back to Naofumi-sama like this!"

I tap my chin thoughtfully, a mischievous glint in my eye. "Well, we could always make them match you~ Imagine how strong your party would be then~”

Raphtalia's eyes widen in alarm at my suggestion. "No! You can't do this to Naofumi-sama and Filo!" she exclaims, her newly deepened voice cracking slightly.

I giggle, twirling the marker playfully. "Oh, but just think of the possibilities! Your whole party, growing stronger with each battle. You'd be unstoppable!"

“Hnnn!“ The word 'stronger' sends another shudder through Raphtalia's overly-muscled body. Her pants finally give up the fight, tearing at the seams as her enhanced lower half bursts free. She yelps in embarrassment, trying in vain to cover herself.

"This isn't right," she protests weakly, her face flushed. "You can't just... change people like this without their consent."

I raise an eyebrow, smirking. "Oh? But you seem to be enjoying the changes, even if you won't admit it."

Raphtalia's face flushes an even deeper shade of red. "T-that's not... I mean..." She trails off, unable to fully deny the sensations coursing through her enhanced body.

I circle her again, admiring my handiwork. "Just imagine how much more effective you'll be in battle now. How easily you'll be able to protect Naofumi and the others."

At the mention of protection, Raphtalia's resolve seems to waver slightly. "I... I do want to keep them safe," she admits hesitantly.

"Of course you do," I coo, my voice silky smooth. "So how about a little curse to make them truly powerful?"

Before Raphtalia can protest, I wrote on her massive muscular chest again, much to her horror.

<When you look at an male ally, they will turn into a girl. Look at a female Ally, and they will turn into a futa. And as long as you look at a futa ally, they will slowly become more muscular and have their dick and balls grow, until they reach the size you are at. No one but you will notice those changes.>

Raphtalia's eyes widen in horror as she reads the new words scrawled across her muscular chest. "No, you can't do this!" she cries out, but it's too late.

"Oh, but I already have~" I sing-song, dancing away from her grasping hands. "Just think of how stronger your party will be now!"

Raphtalia shudders at the word, her muscles swelling even further, as her balls feel even heavier. By this point they really did look like she was smuggling bowling balls. She stumbles, overwhelmed by the changes and the implications of this new "gift."

"This... this is madness," she gasps, her voice a deep rumble. "How am I supposed to face my companions now?"

I grin wickedly. "With confidence, of course! After all, they won't even notice the changes. To them, everything will seem perfectly normal."

Raphtalia's tail lashes in agitation. "But…”

And to cut her off I wrote a bit more on her chest.

<Will go back to her comerades now and spend the next two days as close as she can be to the shield hero.>

"But I can't—" Raphtalia starts to protest, but her words catch in her throat as the new command takes hold. Her eyes glaze over momentarily, and then she straightens up, a look of determination settling on her face.

"I... I need to get back to Naofumi-sama," she says, her voice oddly calm despite her drastically altered appearance. "He'll be wondering where I am."

I clap my hands in delight. "That's the spirit! Off you go then, back to your dear shield hero~"

Raphtalia nods, seemingly oblivious to her massive muscles and the, ahem, considerable additions to her lower half. She turns and starts to walk away, her new gait awkward as she adjusts to her changed body.

"Oh, and Raphtalia?" I call after her. She pauses, looking back over her muscular shoulder. "Don't forget to give Naofumi-sama a big hug when you see him~ A stronger one than you have ever given him before."

Raphtalia nods, a determined look in her eyes. "Of course, Naofumi-sama deserves the strongest hugs," she says, oblivious to how my words trigger another wave of changes.

As she strides away, her muscular form cutting an imposing figure through the forest while her dick was swinging below her like a pendulum, I can't help but giggle with anticipation. Oh, what fun awaits when she reunites with her companions!

I follow at a distance, eager to witness the chaos about to unfold. Soon, Raphtalia emerges into a small clearing where Naofumi and Filo are setting up camp for the night.

"Raphtalia!" Naofumi calls out. "Where have you been? We were getting worr-"

His words are cut short as Raphtalia rushes forward, enveloping him in a bone-crushing hug. "Naofumi-sama!" Raphtalia exclaims, wrapping her massive arms around the Shield Hero and lifting him off his feet. "I'm so glad to see you!"

As she embraces him, Naofumi's body begins to shift and change. His frame becomes smaller, more delicate. His chest expands, and his facial features soften. Within moments, the gruff young man has transformed into a petite, wide-eyed girl.

Raphtalia, oblivious to the change, sets Naofumi down gently. "I'm sorry I was gone so long. I hope you weren't too worried about me."

The newly feminized Naofumi blinks in confusion, her voice coming out in a higher pitch as she says, "Raphtalia? What happened to y-" She stops, surprised by her own voice, but doesn't seem to fully register Naofumi's transformation. Instead, she looks up at Raphtalia with a mix of concern and confusion. "You seem... different somehow. Are you feeling alright?"

Filo bounces over, her eyes wide with excitement. "Wow, Raphtalia-san! You look so strong now!"

As Raphtalia's gaze falls on Filo, the young girl's body begins to change as well. Her childish frame fills out, becoming more mature and curvaceous. A noticeable bulge forms at the front of her dress.

Raphtalia smiles warmly at her companions, completely unaware of the changes she's causing. "I feel wonderful, Naofumi-sama."

I stifle a giggle as I watch the scene unfold from my hidden vantage point. Oh, what delightful chaos!

Raphtalia beams at her transformed companions, blissfully unaware of the changes she's wrought. "I feel stronger than ever," she declares proudly. "I'm ready to take on any challenge to protect you both!"

As the word "stronger" leaves her lips, her muscles swell even further, stretching what remains of her tattered clothing to its limits. The bulge between her legs grows more prominent, swinging ponderously as she shifts her weight.

Naofumi, now a petite young woman, furrows her brow in confusion. "Raphtalia, you do seem... different. But I can't quite put my finger on how."

Filo, newly transformed into a curvaceous futa, bounces on her toes excitedly. "Raphtalia-san looks so cool and strong now!" she exclaims, her voice deeper than before but still bubbly.

As Raphtalia's gaze lingers on Filo, the bird-girl's muscles begin to swell subtly, her new appendage growing larger by the second. Filo doesn't seem to notice, still grinning up at Raphtalia with admiration.

"Thank you, Filo," Raphtalia says warmly, reaching out to pat the girl's head. "I feel like I could take on an army to keep you both safe."

Naofumi frowns, her delicate features scrunching up in thought. "An army? Raphtalia, that seems a bit... extreme. Are you sure you are okay?”

“Hmm?“ Raphtalia turned around, looking at Naofumi again, causing a jolt to shoot through the fresh womans body. She felt like something alien had just grown between her legs, yet it was so familiar. She shook her head. She had always been a futa, just like Filo and Raphtalia.

Naofumi shakes her head, trying to clear the odd sensation. "I... I'm not sure what's going on, but something feels off," she says, her voice quavering slightly.

Raphtalia's brow furrows with concern. "What do you mean, Naofumi-sama? Are you feeling unwell?"

As Raphtalia's gaze remains fixed on Naofumi, the shield hero's body begins to change once more. Muscles start to swell beneath her clothing, her shoulders broadening and her arms thickening. The bulge at her crotch grows more prominent with each passing second.

Filo, whose own body has continued to transform under Raphtalia's gaze, pipes up. "Maybe Naofumi needs a big strong hug to feel better!"

Before anyone can react, Filo wraps her increasingly muscular arms around Naofumi, lifting the petite shield hero off her feet. "There, there, Master Naofumi! Filo will make you feel all better!"

Naofumi lets out a surprised squeak as she's crushed against Filo's swelling chest. "F-Filo! What's gotten into you?" she gasps, her voice muffled.

As Filo continues to hug Naofumi tightly, her muscles grow even larger, stretching her dress to its limits. The bulge in her skirt becomes impossible to ignore, pressing against Naofumi's stomach.

Raphtalia watches the scene with a mix of confusion and concern. "Filo, be careful! You might hurt Naofumi-sama if you hug any stronger."

The moment the word "stronger" leaves Raphtalia's lips, another wave of changes ripples through all three of them. Raphtalia's muscles bulge even larger, her tattered clothing finally giving up and falling away in shreds. Filo's body swells with new muscle, her dress splitting at the seams as her newly enhanced physique bursts free. Even Naofumi, still trapped in Filo's embrace, feels her body growing more muscular and her new appendage swelling larger.

"Oh my!" Filo exclaims, her voice deeper and huskier than before. She releases Naofumi, looking down at her transformed body in wonder. "Filo feels so powerful now!"

Naofumi stumbles back, her eyes wide as she takes in the sight of her companions. "What... what's happening to us?" Naofumi gasps, her own voice a mix of confusion and awe as she takes in the sight of her transformed companions.

Raphtalia's massive form towers over them both, her rippling muscles glistening with sweat. Filo stands nearby, her once-childish frame now a mass of bulging muscle and curves. And Naofumi herself can feel the unfamiliar weight between her legs, the tightness of her clothes as her body continues to change.

"I'm not sure, Naofumi-sama," Raphtalia says, her deep voice rumbling with concern. "But I feel stronger than ever before. Surely this must be a good thing?"

As the word "stronger" leaves her lips, another wave of changes ripples through the group. Muscles swell, clothes tear, and all three feel a surge of power coursing through their bodies. Naofumi gasps as her petite frame expands, biceps bulging and abs rippling beneath her shredding tunic. The weight between her legs grows heavier, pressing insistently against the remains of her pants.

"This... this is incredible," Naofumi breathes, flexing her newly muscled arms in awe. "I've never felt so powerful."

Filo bounces excitedly, her massive chest heaving with each movement. "Filo is so big and strong now! Look, Master Naofumi!" She effortlessly lifts a nearby boulder, tossing it aside like it weighs nothing.

Raphtalia watches her companions with a mix of pride and lingering concern. "We certainly seem more capable of protecting each other now," she muses, flexing her arms which made her bisceps bulge bigger and rounder than watermelons. Which is when I decided to step in and reveal myself to them.

“Hello there, dear shield hero party. Glad to see all of you in one place.“ I spoke, causing all of them to turn around.

"Who are you?" Naofumi demands, her newly deepened voice carrying an edge of suspicion. She moves protectively in front of Filo and Raphtalia, her enhanced muscles tensing.

I grin, twirling my reality marker between my fingers. "Oh, just a humble goddess passing through. I see you've been enjoying my little gift."

Raphtalia's eyes widen in recognition. "You! You're the one who did this to us!"

Filo tilts her head, confusion evident on her face. "Gift? Did you make us all big and strong?"

I nod, my smile growing wider. "Indeed I did! And now I am going to make a little adjustment to your party, so that you guys had a little bit more of a fighting chance in this world. Let my reality marker affect your entire party!”

<The Shield Hero’s party are devoted followers of the goddess of darkness. Joining the party immidaitly makes the new person a devoted follower. Naofumi is the hero, the second in command after myself. And Raphtalia is the high priestress, the one to make sure only ultra buff futas are allowed in this fellowship.>

As the words shimmer on my reality marker, a wave of energy pulses outward, enveloping Naofumi, Raphtalia, and Filo. Their eyes glaze over momentarily, then refocus with a newfound intensity.

Naofumi is the first to speak, her voice filled with reverence. "My goddess, we are honored by your presence." She drops to one knee, bowing her head. "How may we serve you?"

Raphtalia follows suit, her muscular form kneeling gracefully. "As your high priestess, I vow to ensure only the strongest and most worthy join our ranks."

Filo bounces excitedly, her massive chest heaving. "Filo wants to serve the pretty goddess too! Can Filo help find more strong people?"

I smile benevolently at my new devotees. "Rise, my faithful followers. Your devotion pleases me greatly."

As they stand, their newly enhanced bodies rippling with muscle, I can't help but admire my handiwork. Naofumi, once a scrawny young man, now a statuesque futa warrior. Raphtalia, her raccoon features accentuated by her massive, chiseled physique. And Filo, her childish form transformed into a curvaceous powerhouse.

"You have been blessed with great strength," I proclaim, gesturing grandly. "Now it is time to use that strength to spread our influence far and wide."

Naofumi nods eagerly, her eyes shining with determination. "What would you have us do, my goddess?"

I tap my chin thoughtfully, a mischievous glint in my eye. “Do what you usually do as the shield hero party with saving the world from the waves and all, but with a new mission to keep at the back of your mind. If someone declares themself your or my enemy, subjugate them and force them to join our fellowship, that should put them back on the right path. Even more so if they declare themself faithful to another religion. And then use Raphtalia’s gift to make sure that any and all that join you are just as stacked in all areas as you three are. Do you understand?“

"Of course, my goddess," Naofumi says with reverence, bowing her head. "We will spread your influence and bring more followers into our fellowship."

Raphtalia nods solemnly, her muscular form radiating power. "I will ensure only the strongest and most devoted join our ranks. Any who oppose us will be... persuaded to see the light."

Filo bounces excitedly, her massive chest heaving. "Filo will help find lots of strong people for our group! And make them even stronger!"

I smile, pleased with their enthusiasm. "Excellent. Now go forth, my devoted followers. Spread my influence across this world, and show everyone the true power of the Goddess of Darkness."

The trio bows deeply, their enhanced bodies rippling with muscle. As they turn to leave, I can't help but admire my handiwork once more. The once-scrawny Shield Hero party has been transformed into a group of statuesque, ultra-muscular futas, ready to reshape this world in my image.

Naofumi leads the way, her powerful strides causing the ground to tremble slightly. Raphtalia follows close behind, her keen eyes already scanning the horizon for potential converts. Filo bounces along, her newfound strength barely contained in her exuberant movements.

As they disappear into the distance, I twirl my reality marker, a wicked grin spreading across my face. “Would say Mission accomplished~ Now then, where to next I wonder~“

And with that, I vanished too, leaving nothing but a puff of smoke behind. Yet with the amount of Futa’s in the world increasing daily, the impact of my actions could definitely be felt long after I left the world…