Chapter I - To Oceania (Monthly tale - 28) X

(Women into kangaroos)*

Chapter I: You are here

Chapter II: https://www.patreon.com/posts/chapter-ii-in-29-41968799 

Chapter III:  https://www.patreon.com/posts/chapter-iii-wish-43291238

February 2, 1938

To my dear Regina:

I’m putting a terrible burden on your shoulders after all these years, but as my only living family I don’t have many other options.

With the certainty that you must be busy with your usual shenanigans in Europe I have to request your help, for the first and last time.

This is also the last time I will ever write to you.

We have never really had much communication since you left home and I had to travel to the south to fulfil my outreach duties, but I have been following your adventures from a distance and I’m full of nothing but pride for you.

I know your parents would be too.

That’s why I’m sure you have skills and will necessary to fulfil my request.

The work I have been doing here in Australia, is as fascinating as the land, an open window into the future, but it is also terrible, which I don’t think there’s need to elaborate about.

After all, you are a Wales too.

My request is for you to destroy my few remaining research notes, back in the safe at my office in Sydney, I have provided the directions and details on the back of this letter.

The only request I have is for you to do the right thing.

Sorry for the brevity, do not worry about looking for me, I will be fine.

Trust me, enjoy the trip.

With love, your aunt, Ollie Wales

...

A few weeks later...

The waves of Indian Ocean broke against the steel hull of the ship as it approached the harbor.

It was a bright sunny day with clear skies, most of the passengers were on the deck, enjoying the weather and preparing to disembark to the warm Australian lands.

Regina Wales held her big hat as a salty breeze attempted to blow it away, but it only managed to flutter her mane of dark hair. Long legs, pale skin and a fit body, wearing a single piece summer dress that let anybody who cared to look see just enough of her silhouette.

She looked back at the short, brown haired young Asian man who was looking at her, making the poor guy blush and look away nervously.

Regina smirked fiercely and walked towards him, he looked forward out at the sea, holding the handrail stiffly.

The woman leaned near to him.

“So... You lookin for trouble, boy? Or do you just think I'm cute as hell?”

He gulped.

“I’m sorry... Miss... Ma’am, I don’t know if...”

Regina chuckled, cutting him off.

“Ah, you can cut that out, just call me Regina, or Reggie, my friends call me Reggie...” her eyes pierced the man’s nervous face. “Are you a friend, you’re... mister... heeem?”

“Ryo... Ryoshi Menda... and I... could be one...”

“Bold!” Regina put her hair behind her ear, feeling amused by the little guy. “Are you Japanese, Ryo?”

“Y-yes.”

“And why have you been following me since Hawaii?”

“I don’t...”

“Come on, sweet peach, do you think I didn’t notice?”

“Why didn’t you...”

“Do something until now?” Regina also looked forward, out to sea and the approaching city. “You didn’t seem dangerous and if I had to throw you off the boat I think you would prefer it to be near the docks, wouldn’t you?”

“I appreciate that...”

“You’d better. Then? My answer?”

Ryoshi rubbed the back of his neck.

“You have my word I don’t have ill intent towards you, Miss Reggie... I’m just a... Not sure if friend is correct, but I was one of her assistants...”

“Another of Aunty Ollie’s mysteries, uh?” Regina leaned over the railing, very interested in Ryoshi’s tale. “Keep going.”

“I wish I could say much more...” Ryoshi crossed his fingers. “She’s a brilliant woman, a good woman.”

“That’s what I heard.”

“You two don’t get along? She didn’t speak about you much, Miss Reggie, but when she did it was with fondness.”

Regina’s eyebrows rose slightly, the horn of the boat resounded loudly, making some seagulls go wild.

“I don’t hate her, if that’s what you are asking, she raised me after my parents died and I owe her that, but our lives moved apart and we kinda lost contact.”

“It’s less tragic than what I was expecting.”

“Maybe I’m not telling you the whole story.”

“That would be your right, Miss Reggie.”

“How do you know where to find me, Ryo?”

“I was the one that sent you the letter, it was Ollie’s last request...”

“She asked you not to follow me, but you couldn’t just let it go, am I wrong?”

“No, you’re not” the man seemed deeply ashamed of himself.

Regina chuckled.

“Aunty Ollie asked me to destroy the last of her research and I have the full intention of doing so...” she pierced Ryoshi with her penetrating yellow eyes. “Is that a problem for you?”

“No,” Ryoshi didn’t flinch even slightly. “If that was Ollie’s last wish and you want to fulfill it then there’s nothing else to talk about.”

“I guess we have a deal then, I don’t see why you can’t tag along, after all I wanted someone to carry my stuff and it’s easier for me to keep an eye on you if you decide to do any fishy stuff. What do you say?” With a sharp grin she offered a handshake to Ryoshi, the young man seemed startled by the sudden offering, Regina attacked that moment of weakness with devilish joy. “What? Were you expecting a kiss or something?”

“Of course not! Absolutely not!” the guy was blushing harder than the sun made him, he firmly accepted the handshake. “It will be my honor.”

Regina just pulled him closer, taking the man by surprise and making him realise how strong she truly was.

“Don’t get melodramatic already, we’re just starting...!”

Ryoshi blushed, Regina laughed.

The boat reached the dock, Sydney awaited them.

...

“What are you even carrying in these bags?!” Ryoshi protested, stopping in the middle of the very busy street. “A dead man?”

He laughed at his own joke, Regina looked at the tired man, put her hands on her hips and just said - “Guns.”

It took Royish a moment to process that.

“Guns? Why? Why guns?”

“For the obvious reasons?”

“Do you even have a permit?”

“I’m a proper lady, I know perfectly well how to use guns, now stop whining and keep up, we are almost there!”

Luckily for Ryoshi the building they were looking for wasn’t too far away from the harbor.

17 Billyard Avenue, a fancy two story white walled house.

At Regina's request the two stopped in front of the house, on the other side of the road in the shadows of a dark alley. While Ryoshi sat on the heavy bags regained his breath, Regina took a pair of binoculars from one of those bags and inspected the building pretending to watch the birds.

"Do you think someone else is behind Ollie's research?" asked Ryoshi.

"Apart from you?" asked Regina looking through the binoculars.

“Yes...”

“I’m not certain, but Aunty was a world renowned smartass, so any precautions are necessary... Hmm...” she squeezed her eyes, lowering the binoculars, rubbing her chin. “It seems that nobody has been living there for quite a while...”

“That’s wrong?”

Regina shook her head and knelt down, looking in the pockets of the bag that Ryoshi was using as a seat again.

“Neutral, still don’t like it.” she pulled out one of her handguns, a shiny Webley–Fosbery Self-Cocking Automatic Revolver, and got the weapon ready for action with quick military efficiency. “I will go and investigate the terrain.”

“Wait...!” Ryoshi got up. “I should be the one that does such things...”

The woman just chuckled as she hid the gun in the rear pocket of her dress.

“No.” Ryoshi was going to protest, but Regina stopped him. “Don’t worry, if I find Ollie’s science gizmos I will not burn them right away, you will get your chance to give it a last glance before we burn them... There may be something worth saving in it, no?” she pointed at one of the second floor windows. “I’m pretty sure that’s her office. You wait here and when I’m sure everything is clear I will give you a signal from that window and you can come in, in the meantime stay here and make a noise if you see someone coming up behind me.

Ryoshi nodded, but he seemed dumbfounded by the confident and seemingly capable woman.

“Miss Reggie, I didn’t ask before... but... What do you do exactly for a living? Ollie never made it very clear...”

“Hmm... I guess I am an adventuress ?” she shrugged.

“Can you even make a living from such a profession?”

“It depends on what you consider a living to be,” Regina poked Ryoshi's chest with her finger. “Just stick to the plan: Stay here, come in when I give a signal, understood?”

“Understood.”

“Neat! This seems like it’s going to be a short adventure, so we will have time to get a fancy dinner later!”

She was lying, of course, she had had a nagging feeling in the back of her neck since the two had disembarked, but she hoped that whosoever was following them was naive enough to believe her words.

As Regina departed towards her aunt’s house Ryoshi noticed that the woman didn’t have heels under her skirt, but boots.

...

Regina opened the front door of the house with the key Aunt Ollie left for her in the letter, inside it was dark and cool despite the sunny day outside.

She didn’t need the footprints in the dust on the floor to know that several people had come and gone several times to and from the house.

“And they hadn’t found what they were looking for...” she said to herself. “I hope...”

Without making much noise she moved to the stairs, stopping only once when the wood shrieked softly. The office was on the second floor, she went in.

Her suspicions seemed to be proven more than correct.

Papers, ripped books and shards of crystal all over the floor, a whole squad had ravaged the place to the point of lifting some of the floorboards.

Regina shook her head.

She moved to a door on the other side of the office and went in, it was a small bathroom. Leaving the door open the woman readied herself for some manual work, she rolled up her sleeves and tied up her skirt so it wouldn’t get in the way.

Once she was ready she grabbed the back of the toilet and pulled, it came out, she pushed it away, touching the wall.

And smirked.

“Thanks for being such a smartass Aunty.”

It didn’t take much effort to remove four of the wall tiles, the small safe was in the hole behind.

Kneeling down she grabbed the numeric dial of the strongbox, and began to spin it, she had memorized the combination from the letter.

When the wheel made the last click she stopped.

“Ryo isn’t the sharpest of men, but you must be pretty good if you got in here without him seeing you. Did you also know my aunt?” she asked the mirror behind her. “Did you kill her? A thief? Why don’t you come here and we can talk...?”

In the reflection in the mirror there was a shadowy figure outside the bathroom, hiding in the shadows of the office, surprised at having been detected.

The tension was palpable.

Regina opened the safe, grabbed the folder inside, all while she continued talking to the mirror.

“You want this, don’t you?” she walked out of the bathroom, showing the folder to the intruder. “And I want answers...”

The intruder recoiled, getting on their guard.

It was probably female, dark skinned with a few white marks showing in the arms, Regina couldn’t tell much more, she was great at using the shadows and was covering herself with a hood and a cape.

“Aren’t you hot in that?” chuckled Regina. “Australia is a pretty hot place, don’t you think?”

The intruder didn’t lower her guard.

“Does this kind of banter ever work for you?”

“Oh, that hurt...!” Regina put a hand on her chest. “But you would be surprised, it works wonders. Now back to the topic: Who are you and why do you want this?”

“I could ask the same.”

“Excuse me, miss, but you are the one breaking into another person’s house, so you are the one that answers the questions.”

“Sure, as if you weren’t the one breaking in, white girl.”

“I’m in fact not breaking in,” Regina used her free hand to show the key to the intruder. “See? I have a key.”

“How do you have that.”

“Because I’m Ollie’s niece.”

There was a moment of silence, for the first time the intruder lowered her guard just a little.

“How do I know that’s true...”

“Geez...” Regina rolled her eyes. “My aunt must have a pretty busy social life... Wait, what’s that...?”

Both women looked at the window, the window Regina was supposed to use to give the signal to Ryoshi. In the distance both of them could hear a strange voice, like a shrieking coughing.

“Some sort of sickly bird...?” the intruder wondered.

Regina’s eyes widened.

“TAKE COVER...!” she yelled, jumping forward.

The intruder tried to dodge Regina’s advance, but it was no use, the adventuress hadn’’t even reached her before the window blew out.

The window and half of the office wall.

Shards of crystal and wood, it was just luck that they weren’t hurt, but the power of the shock-wave sent both of them flying away.

Regina stopped when her back hit the other wall of the room, as did the intruder when her ass hit one of the bookcases.

Both dropped hard to the floor, stunned and aching, coughing dust while trying to regain their breath and get up.

If the room was a mess before, now it was almost a war zone.

The room’s door was kicked down by a large metal soled boot, Regina recognized that boot.

“Hi, Ira...”

In two long strides, the boots reached her before she could get up, two equally imposing hands at the end of very muscular arms grabbed her by the neck and raised her without a problem, pinning the adventuress against the wall.

“Hello, Regina.”

Ira's smile was adorned by a scar at the corner of her lips, her hair was cut very short and pure blond, her fierce eyes shining blue. Regina was tall, but her feet didn’t reach the floor as she was held against the wall, Ira was a massive woman, muscular and wide, wearing gray pants, suspenders and a tank top.

The intruder looked around for a weapon, but the gun made her recoil, two female soldiers in black, wearing helmets that masked their faces and holding rifles had stormed into the trashed room, following Ira to help get control of the situation.

“Against the wall! Now!” yelled one of the soldiers in a thick accent while pointing her weapon. “Raise your hands!”

For a moment the intruder’s fingers moved near one of the bags dangling from her belt... but Regina was too close... so she stopped and obeyed.

A slow clapping.

The adventuress rolled her eyes.

“Please, Ira, don’t choke Miss Wales to death yet.”  said the flamboyantly smug voice.

With limping steps Baroness Sauer entered the room, every step accompanied by the click of her walking stick, a short woman with greyish black hair, a slim thin body, she was wearing a long grayish dress and one of her eyes was covered by an eyepatch.

“You are the boss,” grunted Ira without reducing the strength of her grip by a single ounce.

The Baroness looked around at the mess, her pointy nose twitched, her eyes stopped at the intruder.

“What is an aboriginal savage doing here?”

The intruder's expression didn’t change because of the insult.

“You blow up a building and I am the savage?”

“Such disgracefulness, but I didn’t come here to discuss ethics with a beast... Oh...!” with a smirk she bent forward and grabbed the folder from the rubble, she wiped the dust covering the papers with a few taps of her gloved hands. “Yes, yes, fantastic, delightful, just delightful. Thanks Miss Wales. See, Ira? I told you that waiting for her arrival was the easiest way to find my dear Ollie’s research.”

The Baroness moved behind Ira, smirking in Regina’s face, Ira frowned.

“I... I didn’t disagree, boss...” she muttered.

“Are you saying I am a liar, Ira?”

Regina noticed as Ira’s eyes flickered.

“No...” said the big woman. “No, I’m not...”

“That’s what I thought,” the Baroness opened the folder, began to look through it, Regina tried to get a glimpse of the contents, but Ira didn’t allow her.

“Ugh... Sauer...” Gasped the adventuress. “ Couldn’t we just talk about this like civilized people?”

“The last time I pretended you were civilized, Miss Wales, I lost an eye.”

“You know, it’s pretty unfair to blame that entirely on me...”

The Baroness tapped Ira’s shoulder and Ira raised Regina even more, her head almost touching the ceiling.

“The point is that I don’t make the same mistake twice, I’m not stupid and you are not taking anything else from me... Here...!” the Baroness had found what she was looking for in the folder. “Perfect...!”

Regina didn’t manage to see what was on the paper the wicked woman pulled from the folder, but she saw the expression on the intruder’s face and knew it couldn’t be anything good.

Nothing good at all.

The adventuress tried to chuckle without much success.

“Can I at least know what my aunt was doing here...? I have to admit, I’m a bit clueless about the specifics...”

“You have always been clueless, Miss Wales, that’s your only trait, but with this...” the Baroness gave the rest of the folder to one of her soldiers, only keeping the paper she had pulled from the document. “With this I’m going to change the world.”

“Sure...” Regina knew she shouldn’t, but between the soldiers and Ira’s grappling she didn’t have many other options. “But perhaps you should consider your evil sick ass first?”

The Baroness finally focused her attention on the adventuress.

“The grace of death is too good for you, your existence is an insult to your surname and your aunt’s legacy and that’s without considering the eye incident... Yes... Yes...” her smirk shone with malice. “I think you and your aboriginal partner are going to be my first test subjects in this revolution, it will be perfect. Beasts should not go around pretending to be human, I’m going to reduce you two into the animals you deserve to be!”

Regina shook her head.

“You are insane Sauer...”

“I may be, but I won.”

A new loud occurrence shook the whole room right at that moment, but this time it wasn’t an explosion but a crash.

Dust fell from the ceiling, the floor tilted slightly, making the soldiers lose their balance and finally loosening Ira’s grip.

Regina didn’t waste that chance, using the wall that she was pinned against as support she pushed herself forward and hit Ira’s side with her knee.

That powerful blow to the lungs was enough for Regina to escape.

She landed on all fours, quickly re-analyzed the situation.

Her eyes met those of the surprised intruder, Regina though they were nice, pure amber.

The intruder saw how the adventuress ran towards her, jumped forward.

They collided, Regina hugged the woman against her as they both fell through the hole the explosion had opened in the wall.

Regina made sure that her back hit the flower bushes below first.

Ira yelled in Russian from inside the office, but the Baroness quickly took control of her thug and her soldiers.

In the shadows beneath the bushes Regina groaned in pain, the intruder got up over her, they were one on top of the other, the hood had fallen back and the adventuress finally saw her face.

Round, short black dreadlocks, a line of white marks above her nose crossing from cheek to cheek.

“You are a cutie,” mumbled Regina.

The intruder hit her in the chest.

“Imbecile!”

With flowers and leaves stuck in their hair they both got up, looked around. A car was stuck in the destroyed front wall of the living room.

“Geez...” mumbled Regina, shaking her shoulders. “If my aunt ever wanted to come back to this house she’s gonna have a terrible surprise...”

The door of the driver’s seat opened and Ryoshi fell out, a splash of blood on his forehead.

“Miss Reggie, I saw... Armed women... I didn’t know how to help, the car had the keys in...”

Regina reached him, helping the young man stand.

“It might not have been your most brilliant moment, but your big balls move just saved our necks.”

“Who’s she...?” gasped Ryo when he noticed the intruder.

“Uh? You don’t know either?” Regina also looked at the intruder. “I think she may be a pal.”

The intruder didn’t like that at all.

“You idiot! You let them get the folder!”

As the intruder shouted that, on the other side of the car the main door of the house was kicked open, Baroness Sauer, Ira and the soldiers came out, both parties exchanged glances before Regina had to pull her two companions behind the car so they weren’t hit by the bullets.

Sirens were sounding in the distance, a car arrived to collect the Baroness as her minions kept shooting over the crashed car that Regina’s group was using as cover.

A black car arrived and stopped near the Baroness’ group.

“Let’s leave already!” yelled Sauer.

The bad guys got into their car whilst they continued shooting.

“We can’t let them escape!” yelled the intruder.

“I can figure out that much!” Regina peeked round the cover of the car, the black car’s wheels smoked as the vehicle began it’s escape, almost running over some of the innocent witnesses to the action. “You seem pretty athletic, if we cut through the alleys we may be able to keep up with them!” she said leaving cover. “Ryo, you just leave before the cops arrive!”

Ryo nodded affirmatively even as both the adventuress and the intruder began to move.

Regina slid over the crashed car’s hood and began to run in the direction of the alley she and Ryo had used as cover a while ago, her equipment was on the floor.

She didn’t have time to pick anything up.

As she headed down the alley running at full speed she looked at her side and saw the intruder keeping pace with her effortlessly.

“Wow, you are indeed quite good!”

“What’s your problem? You just can’t stop the babbling can you?”

“As a matter of fact: No. Are you gonna tell me your name?”

“Not now!”

They left the alley just in time to see the black car speeding away at the end of the street, so they entered into the next alley without stopping.

“I think they are going to the harbor!” shouted the intruder backwards as she took the lead.

“Makes sense...!” gasped Regina, feeling kind of old.

The second alley led them to an outdoor market, both women skilfully ran between the people and jumped over a couple of stalls, leaving the merchants and pedestrians shocked, angry or both.

After another dash they reached the long harbor main road, the sea at their side, the black car reaching a private dock where a medium sized steamboat was waiting.

Regina had to pull the intruder back so she wasn’t run over by another car, as thanks the intruder hit Regina with her elbow and returned to running.

“They are there! Don’t stop!” she yelled.

“Wait!” Regina tried to catch up with her.

Baroness Sauer and three soldiers, the two that were in the office and the one that was driving the car, were getting out of the vehicle when the stunned Baroness saw her enemies coming at them at full speed.

The wicked woman pointed at Regina and her companion.

“IRA! DEAL WITH THEM!” she ordered angrily.

Ira was on the ship’s gangway, the folder in the belt of her pants, a lunatic smile on her face and a Degtyaryov machine gun in her hands.

A heavy weapon that she was fully capable of not just holding... but also shooting...

Regina dashed forward and jumped, just in time to shield the intruder from danger once again as the rain of bullets flew around them.

One of the bullets scratched Regina’s shoulder before she could roll behind some barrels with the intruder to allow them to absorb the lead.

"Goddammit...!” she pulled her own gun out, but there was no chance of her answering back the fire with her own fire. “They are gonna escape!”

The Baroness laughed maniacally, watching her enemies being defeated once more.

“Boss, we should leave!” begged one of her soldiers beneath the storm of gunfire.

But Sauer’s pride was just too big for her to leave without having the last word.

“I won, Miss Wales, I WON!” she yelled, pointing at the increasingly damaged barrels with her stick.

The intruder hit Regina on her side to attract her attention.

“You, idiot, I’m gonna do something...” She opened her robe, Regina had noticed the many pouches hanging from her belt for a while, the young woman’s hands began to work with the small tingling bags. “I’m going to do a thing, it will not be... nice... but it’s a desperate situation... I need you to make an opening...”

Regina observed as the intruder mixed the contents of several of the pouches into one.

“Is that a bomb?” asked the adventuress.

“Worse, it’s a power dose, a strong concoction, it will work quickly... They will not escape, I’m one hundred percent sure...” the final addition to the pouch mixture was a tiny crystal vial, once it was inside she tied up the small bag. “Can you give me the opening?”

“OK... but you only get one chance, so you better not waste it!”

Gun in hand Regina took one breath and leaned to the side, leaving cover, the Baroness saw her, but she didn’t care about the villainess, her aim was on the chain holding the gangway.

She only had one shot before she had to duck back into cover, but it was more than enough, the bullet broke one of the gangway chains, Ira didn’t stop shooting, but lost her balance.

“NOW!” yelled the adventuress.

The intruder rose up, spinning the pouch on a short rope like a professional athlete, she gave both speed and power to the throw. They all saw the pouch flying through the air, dodging the bullets, but only Ira was quick enough to escape.

Thinking the pouch must have been some sort of explosive she threw both her machine gun and herself into the sea to avoid the explosion.

Neither Sauer, nor her three henchwomen had either the luck or sharp reflexes.

The bag landed right in front of the Baroness heels, the vial inside cracked open.

For the first time it was the intruder who pulled Regina down, she had covered her mouth with a rag and began to tie another around Regina’s face.

“Don’t you dare breathe or your days as a woman will be done...”

Regina nodded.

Sparkling purple and dazzling blue, smoke, or maybe mist was a more accurate description, the shining cloud quickly surrounded Sauer and the soldiers.

The soldiers covered their mouths with their hands, but Sauer had the curse of knowing, of knowing that if that fog was what she thought it was it was pointless.

And by the way her skin began to tingle there was no doubt.

“It can’t be...” she muttered, truly terrified.

She closed her eyes.

The four women felt as the dust coated their skin, slid inside their clothes... even inside their vaginas...

Muscles began to spark, eyes to dilate, blood to pump...

Regina’s eyes opened wide when she saw the Baroness’ nipples grow hard under her dress.

It had been many years since Sauer’s mature body had felt wet in this way.

She opened her eyes.

“IT CAN’T BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEUUUUUGH!” her shout was terrifyingly deformed as her neck elongated a few inches as she yelled out her fear. “Nuuuoh! Nooooo!”

The adventuress witnessed, speechless, as the so demure and proud baroness let her walking stick fall to allow her to rip open the bust of her dress, revealing her saggy breasts.

Behind her the soldiers had taken off their helmets and also dropped them to the floor, one had brown hair, the other two blonde.

“What was that dust?”

“What’s happening to us?”

“WHY I AM SO DAMN HORNY?!”

They asked their boss in desperation, confused and horny, two of them had opened their uniforms and were showing their tits just like Sauer, the third had her pants down and was masturbating.

The Baroness looked at that one, the one with the brown hair, looked how she dropped to her knees, watched how short hairs began to sprout and spread on the skin around her masturbating fingers.

Sauer’s ripped dress fell around her knees.

“We are doomed.” she informed her soldiers.

Bones began to loudly snap, cracking, fleshy sounds as muscles were twisted and stretched. Regina couldn’t stop staring at that lewd scene.

A spectacle equally chilling and luring.

Ira, soaked from head to toe, was climbing the hull of the boat thanks to some ropes the sailors had thrown to her, she looked back at the dock when she was halfway up, her mouth dropping open.

Not because the soldiers were undressing and masturbating, but because Sauer was doing it as well after having ripped her panties just as she had ripped her dress.

“MISS WALEEEEEEEEEEEEESH!” yelled the Baroness.

She left the rags of her dress while rubbing her tits and fingering her pussy, she left her heels behind too.

Legs spread as she yelled and masturbated in broad daylight in front of everybody, fur also spreading across her crotch between her dark grayish pubes.

The mature, changing woman looked down at her feet, at the one that had the scar that caused her to limp. Her toes stretched open, dark claws instead of nails, they stretched to an absurd length, enough to fill a clown’s shoes.

Gigantic feet, longer and thinner than any human ones, shaped more for jumping than walking.

Moaning shouts, gasping cries.

The four women were all suffering those changes, feeling the same erotic rush caused by their shifting flesh.

Dark claws on their fingers too, ears stretching, noses darkening.

And then, the most terrible of the snaps.

Simultaneously, both their shoulders and hip bones were twisted so hard that they all had to stop masturbating.

They yelled loudly in pain in very inhuman ways.

Their shoulders widened, forcing their arms down.

Their hips were pulled back and down, totally and abruptly deforming their human forms, so low were their rears pulled that they ended behind their thighs.

“Crap, shit, fuck...” cried the Baroness in anticipation of what was to come because those last changes to their bone structure had made her realize pretty clearly what kind of beasts her and her soldiers were slowly transforming into. “NGHHHHHHHH!”

She leaned forward into her two hands, her arms shortening, her rear raised. A loud growl came from between her lips as both her face pushed outwards into a muzzle and her spine stretched into a long thick tail.

Regina also recognized what was happening to the Baroness and the other women, she covered her mouth with a hand.

“K--Kangaroos... They are becoming...”

“Kangaroos.” said the intruder calmly, looking down at the orgy of metamorphosis.

Whiskers on their faces.

“Why are we turning into kangaroos?!” yelled one of the soldiers.

A new layer of furry skin opened on their bloated bellies to form marsupial pouches.

“Why kangaroos?!” shouted another.

Their breasts began to shrink down and slide down the sea of fur towards the warm safety of their pouches.

“Why...! WHY ISN’T A MALE KANGAROO FUCKING ME RIGHT HERE AND NOW?!” screamed the last of them.

Words stretched out into deep grunting voices.

When her tail had grown enough Sauer managed to stand up on her long misshapen feet, her bones had health, but that didn’t gave her any comfort. So big was the tail, it felt like having a long stool attached to her rear and it kept growing.

She touched the fur of her torso with her shrinking hands.

Arms also becoming shorter, hair falling, she saw her nipples sliding inside her pouch... she cried, leaning her long silly looking face forward...

“UuuuuuuuuuuuhhG!”

She was so horny and with those tiny arms she couldn’t even reach her damned wet beastly cunt, the frustration nibbling her brain when she felt a moist prod in her beastly cunt.

Sauer looked backwards, it was easy with such a long neck, one of her soldiers, of her companions in this marsupial deformation, was sniffing her pussy.

She looked beyond that, the other two kangaroo-more-than-women were already on the floor of the dock, rubbing against each other in a desperate attempt to suffocate the heat and reach the desired orgasms.

The one sniffing her rear, holding onto some semblance of the chain of command lowered her ears when she noticed that the mature kangaroo was looking down at her.

Sauer’s lips trembled, tears flowed, she swallowed, knowing that more than ever before she had lost.

Need and lust imposed above any sense of pride, modesty or self-respect.

As a woman she had been a Baroness that wanted to steal this power that had made her no longer be a woman and use it to take over the world like some sort of modern Circe. But in this change... in the transformation... she was just another female in this mob of kangaroos...

No longer a baroness or a woman she learned with her partners, leaning into the kinky pleasure and the hairy rubbing.

Tails tangled, muzzles licked, pouches against pouches, even the pointy tips of their tails managed to penetrate those needy pussies.

With a last wave of pops, cracks and snaps the changes reached their conclusion and the four kangaroos, ecstatic in their sexual climax, reached orgasm one after another.

Howls and powerful kicks of their legs as most of their humanity was thrown away, maybe not entirely, but enough for them to know with certainty that there was no way back.

The intruder stepped forward, loudly and firmly, interrupting the orgasm.

The mob of female kangaroos raised their heads and ears, startled, and looked at her, one of them still wearing the jacket that was once part of her uniform on her wide shoulders, another with a pair of moist panties tangled around her tail.

One of them with an eyepatch.

“You wanted to rob and ravage this land and now this land is all you will have!” The intruder spoke firmly and menacingly, imposing herself on the pack of kangaroos. “Never again will you be human! Go to the wild where beasts belong! BE GONE!”

She raised both her arms, hands open, that was all the kangaroos needed.

Leaving behind a bunch of rags in the dock the four beasts began to jump in panic, moving to the road, scaring and surprising everybody they crossed paths with.

Regina watched as they entered an alley... then the screams from the market reached them...

And then she and the intruder noticed the sound of the steamboat starting to sail away.

“NOOOOOOO!”

With that yell the intruder rushed towards the end of the dock, she might well have jumped if Regina hadn’t stopped her, because it was too late, the boat was too far away.

Frustrated, the mysterious woman with the power to turn people into beasts grabbed a plank of wood that had been broken during the shootout from the floor and threw it in the direction of the boat.

The plank splashed in the sea.

On the deck of the boat the two of them saw Ira, smiling and showing the folder and the piece of paper that the Baroness had taken from it when she was still a woman and not a crazed marsupial.

The papers were wet, but still usable.

“Thanks for the help, Regina!” yelled Ira in her thick accent.

Regina saw that Ira’s shirt was also wet, she wasn’t wearing a bra, her small nipples were very hard...

The adventuress realized hers were also incredibly stiff.

Never in all her years of adventuring had she had seen anything like this, something so terrible.

So beastly lewd.

She felt dazzled as the intruder by her side cursed the waves.

“Miss Reggie!” Ryoshi, exhausted and sweating, had managed to reach the dock by following the path of destruction left by the pursuit. “I’m sorry, I would have arrived quicker but... I had to cross a market, there was a stampede of kangaroos... Kangaroos, can you believe it?” he gasped, regaining his breath. “Did you two catch those women?” he looked around, saw a pair of ripped panties near his feet, the odor was so strong it reached his nose. “What in the seven hells happened here?”

Regina didn’t answer, her eyes remaining fixated on the slowly escaping boat, her brain still trying to process all she had seen.

“Miss Reggie?” asked Ryoshi, frowning.

“Ryo...”  the adventuress finally answered, lowering the cloth covering her mouth. “I think we are going to have to delay that dinner I promised you…”