★Memorable Author: [El_Roy_1999] Hell on Earth - An Experiment

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What happened next was very confusing. The first thing that happened was that a huge number of fighters swarmed the deck and began shooting at the demon soldiers. The second thing was, of course, that the demon soldiers took cover, fired their guns at their surprising attackers and a full-scale firefight exploded all over the ship. Thirdly, Lucy used the confusion and jumped overboard, making a weird discovery on her way underwater. And finally, Aesma Deva shook his fist impotently and tore up the horridly pale fighter that had dared attack him with his bayonet. His frustration vented, he jumped up and flew high in order to spot Lucy swimming underwater.
However, she wasn't there. Instead, a massive dark shape was approaching the ship from under the surface. He looked down, confused at the size of the thing. Unsure of what to do, he flew back down, decapitating a few attackers along the way. The sound of chopped-off heads brought a slight smile to his lips. It was frustrating, but still gratifying in its own way.

Then, the ship lurched aside on an undersea wave and the submarine machine emerged. Lucy stood there, naked, the black water flowing down her muscular body, playing along the crevices of her muscles. Under her, an insane amalgamation of cars, excavators, boats and cranes appeared, its many shears, shovels, drills and torches roaring with aggression. Amidst the mass of machinery, Theresa's head appeared, smiling with detachment.
He howled in frustration as the mechanical abomination clambered on the deck, swiveling it and causing some of his guards to fall down into the stream. Lucy grinned madly and said:
"I'm back. How about finishing what we started?" Turning down, she said: "Theresa. Would you mind handing me a weapon?"
From the depths of the machine came an affirmative growl and a scythe was extended from the steel ravel. Lucy took it, twisted it in her hand and added: "Do you have some kind of armour there as well?"
Seconds later, her body was encased in a rather tight plate armour made of rusted steel and wire. It looked cobbled together but still functional. "Thank you. Now, let's see to the third of our demon lords, shall we?"

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Lucy jumped over on the upper deck of the ship and attacked her foe. Using the scythe's curved shape, she feinted to one side, forcing her opponent to side-step on the uneven ground, and sliced at his wings. A spurt of blood and some torn feathers were her reward. Recovering, Aesma Deva readied his sword and struck at the unexpected attacker. His sword skidded over the shoulder armour, splitting it slightly and causing it to heat up. Lucy ignored the strike and pressed on, letting her scythe turn quickly. The demon tried to evade it, but at this moment, the ship lurched again, making him loose his balance. Another cut appeared on his right thigh. He spat and decided to keep his distance. Flaring his wings, he jumped up and tried to fly off.
Lucy sprinted at him, leaped after him and grabbed his leg. He howled with rage but beat his wings, lifting her up with him. Meanwhile, she climbed further up, parrying his desperate sword strikes with her armoured forearm. He tried to shake her, but the iron grip of her four hands was impossible to overcome. Higher and higher they rose, the ship below them becoming akin to a toy. She climbed on, eventually grabbing his sword arm and crushing it with two of her hands. He screamed in horror as she broke his bones, his hand going limp. The flame-blade fell down, extinguishing as it dropped.

Finally, Lucy had managed to climb on him, hugging him into a triple nelson. Her two pairs of arms fixed his arms and two of the wings, her legs locked his. He was caught in a rack high above the ground. He twisted and turned, trying to switch his body back and forth to escape her iron grip, but it was too late. The resounding crack as his spine flew apart was heard even far away. His body wrecked, Aesma Deva twisted around one last time and looked into his killer's face with a wry smile.
"I see. I shouldn't have toyed with a prey such as you. Too bad. Well, you live and learn."
Through gritted teeth, she replied:
"You won't."

Then they started to fall.

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She could hear the air roaring around her as she started to accelerate. Below her, the ship's engine burst into flames illuminating the area. Aesma Deva howled as he died. Lucy realised that falling from this height would kill her. Spreading her arms, she tried to slow down the fall, but it became clear to her that her seconds were numbered. Then, she understood that there was a very remote chance for her to survive. She grabbed the equally falling demon lord, broke open his chest and started fumbling for the demon's core. Beneath her, the shapes of screaming warriors could already be discerned.
She extracted a long, thin object from the falling carcass and quickly inserted it in her nostril, directing it into her respiratory tract. She suddenly felt a growing  tingling all over her body. The water was now very close, imminent death was upon her.

Then, there was a huge splash. The fighters on the ship were either thrown to the deck or overboard. A fountain of water exploded upwards, spreading mist in the air as the demon lord's body exploded. From the fog and spray, a large, looming shape appeared. Lucy twisted her body, spread her wings, lifted herself up and rose in the air, elated by the sudden sensation of total lightness. Both the demon guards and the pale attackers stood there transfixed by her supernatural body.
She landed on the now wrecked ship, spread her wings and shouted:
"To all you demons and fools! Leave this place now or die! I am Lucretia and I have killed greater foes than you will ever be!"

The warriors fled. Within minutes, only the groans of the wounded could be heard.
Lucy stepped down to Theresa and asked:
"How are you?"
Her slightly mechanical voice replied:
"I am fine. Amalgamating this body has made me feel alive in a way I have long missed."
"It is a little cumbersome, though."
"You should be the last to tell me about the virtues of a compact physique."

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A little later, Lucy and Theresa returned to the shore with the ship and the children. They were scared, first of their captors, then of their liberators. When the whole ordeal finally ended and the parents could embrace their progeny once more, both humans and demons were at peace.
Lucy had chosen to cover her body in one of the elegant robes of her defeated enemy, leaving gaps to allow her to fold her giant wings behind her. Any physiologist would be driven insane by the bizarre complexity of her back's muscles, but this new shape felt natural and becoming to her. With her long flowing golden hair, her featureless eyes and her absurd height of 6'9", Lucy was a superhuman vision to behold. Her overmuscled frame and her four arms suggested power beyond that of any mortal. As she joined the celebrating villagers, she flew on a low house nearby, its structure whincing from her weight and said with a thundering voice that commanded everybody's attention:
"I have brought your children back and I have proven that the rumours were false. Do not trust your fear. Trust your judgment. After all, as you can see with me, we are not so different."
The crowd was silent in acknowledgement. After a while, their stoicism turned into distrustful glances at their neighbours. At last, the goat-woman tavern owner stepped forward and offered the human elder a hand. With endless hesitation, the older woman took the hand and shook it gently. There was a silent agreement in the gesture, then everybody returned to their own groups. However, their steps became smaller and then, finally, they turned around, and Lucy could see faint gestures of approval amongst the erstwhile foes.

After this night, Lucy wrapped up her things and left the village. She bade the people goodbye, telling them that she would go to fight the final demon lord and eventually return. Then, she left, walking into the sundown. She would return to Barricada, ready everything and then finish this.

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After the pair left, several pale-skinned soldiers clambered on the riverside, clearly shaken by the intensity of the combat. Their leader emptied the water from his boots and said:
"Has anybody seen where they went? Father still needs the woman."
His helped freed himself of a bunch of sea-weed and replied:
"Don't know, sir. I guess they walked off to the next town."
"Okay. Let's find some transport and find them. Faster, faster, we haven't got all day!"

Meanwhile, Lucy and Theresa had walked through the night for a while, Theresa's light shining and illuminating their path. When they finally chose to rest, Lucy spread her wings, admiring the feathers and the span. She ruffled them a little, then jumped up, flapping them and ascending in the air. She glided around, soaring and descending in ecstasy. She was elated. When she landed, she took up the head and said:
"Wow! This is great. You can't imagine how this feels..."
"That's true."
"Sorry. I'll take you with me next. But imagine: This is the first time this whole demon-business is actually nice and fun. I love it."
"Good for you. Shall we?"
"Sure!"
Lucy took the sphere, sprinted, spread her wings and rose with impressive speed, her powerful muscles pumping. Below her, the dark earth disappeared. The stars above her sparkled and she screamed in elation. Being a monster is fine if you can feel the freedom it brings.

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A few days later, Lucy and Theresa arrived at Barricada. During her absence, the city had been rebuilt, its new style oriented much closer to the religious order's wishes and beliefs. Lucy still wore the red robe she had taken at the ship and exposed her bizarre shape without shame. On their way to the city, they had met some wanderers who had been intimidated and had usually them all along. Still, she was surprised when the guardian nuns, wearing veils and armour, raised their weapons and challenged her:
"Halt, demon-spawn. This is Barricada. Your kin is not tolerated here. Retreat or die!"
Lucy looked around, almost expecting a demon army to have shown up behind her, but only slowly realised that she was the demon in question.
She looked down at the well-trained warrior women who still were quite a bit shorter than her and way less massive and said:
"You are mistaken. I am Sister Lucretia and I have returned from the slaying of Asturath and Aesma Deva. I just wish to rest here for a while."
"No chance, demon. Your lies are every bit as bizarre as you are!"

Lucy looked at Theresa, then sighed, threw off the robe, spread her wings and let her tattoos burst into flame, her piercings shining brightly. With a loud, thundering voice, she answered:
"Listen, you insolent fool! I am Sister Lucretia! I will not allow you to hold me back. Move aside or face the consequences!"
The guardians fell to their knees and the gate was opened.

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Lucy strode into the cathedral, a large temple building that was currently being constructed in the heart of the city. Masons and workers stopped, the nuns that helped them fell to their knees. As she stepped forward, the elder clergy stumbled in, surprised of seeing her. Lucy noted that their aging bodies had become more wiry and muscular since the last time she had been there. She wondered what had happened. Her confusion was total when Sister Helen appeared.
The once lithe and thin thief had grown tremendously in size. She walked in with a powerful swagger, her over-sized shoulders swaying as she came in. Her nun's habit was designed to allow her a maximum of freedom of movement, her powerful muscles stretching the material with every move. Her trunk-like neck gave the once waifish woman a look of calm power. When she saw the giant woman that had entered the cathedral, she shouted a greeting and ran to her, embracing the four-armed warrior goddess. Lucy bent down and planted a kiss on her friend's front. Then, she addressed the whole audience:
"Greetings to you all! I am very happy to return and I bring good news. Of the four demon masters, only one is left alive. Soon, our world will be rid of them and we will be free again!"

The people in the cathedral cheered. Lucy smiled as the glee swayed the builders and the nuns alike. When they had calmed down, she thanked everybody for their work on the cathedral building and called the leaders together to talk. There was much to be discussed.

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They met in the back of the cathedral, in the elder nuns' home. While a few nuns took her measurements for a new habit and suit of armour to accommodate her now superhuman body, she explained what she had learned on her travels. She explained that the demons were just as diverse as humans and that an alliance with the freed demons might prove to be fruitful. Also, she explained her idea to train some of the senior and more able nuns as traveling justices to provide the people with a guaranteed way to settle their disputes peacefully. After all, an unified people would best be able to hold back the remaining demon lord's armies and the numerous lesser warlords of all kinds that still plagued the countryside.
Once she was done, she sat down, awaiting her new clothes and learning what had happened since her departure. After the assault had been repelled, the city had to be rebuilt. However, the noble houses had instantly reclaimed their position, requiring quite a bit of persuasion on behalf of the nuns. In order to gather the necessary strength, Helen had gone on Lucretia's pilgrimage to the mountains. There, she had received the nectar of strength. As Helen explained how she got her now-athletic body, Lucy could feel her happiness with her transformation.
Hearing of Theresa's fate, the hermit had refused to give her the source itself, but had offered to provide her with some of the nectar. The elder nuns had taken the chance and had used it, giving themselves the dry and wiry bodies they had now.
Finally, they had sent messengers to the fortress Lucy had originally come from to get their expertise, but for now, they had remained silent. Lucy made a mental note of returning there to take a look at what was going on there.

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When all the talking was done, Lucy retired to her quarters. She threw off the robe, took a bath and dropped on the bed, stretching herself gladly. Meanwhile, Theresa had herself carried into the depths of the cathedral-fortress to take a look at the various systems they had recovered from before the Fall. She was quite sure to find some interesting stuff. All in all, Lucy was happy with how it had turned out. She wondered what she would do once the last demon lord had been defeated. She had no idea.
As she dozed off, she heard a faint sound at the door. She got up, folding her wings in front of her to cover her nakedness and opened the door. She asked:
"Who is it?"
It was Helen. The younger nun stood there, wearing a simple robe. She opened it and said:
"It's me. You won't believe how much I missed you."
Lucy was surprised, she hadn't realised that Helen had in any way desired her. The shorter woman continued:
"When you came here, you were with Theresa. I didn't want to interfere. But now that Theresa is... what she is... I think I might be with you."

Lucy looked at the athletic woman with her small, pert breasts and licked her lips. Her old, conditioned reflexes of domination and control returned.
"Come in."

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Lucy laid on the bed, pulling Helen on top of her. Even though the shorter woman was magnificently muscular, she was still small and boyish when compared to her extremely massive counterpart. Lucy gently caressed her partner's muscles, enjoying the swell of her biceps. She said:
"I like what John has done to you. It fits you nicely, makes you a little more assertive. No more twisting and turning."
Helen nodded and grabbed the other woman's tits, kneading them gently.
"Boy, those are nice."
Lucy gave her a scorning look.
"Who allowed you to touch them? No one? Thought so."
Helen removed her hands quickly and made consoling gestures.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know..."
"You better be sorry. Down you go."
With a short gesture, she sent Helen to her crotch. Almost immediately, Helen started licking her. Lucy moaned and twisted blissfully.
"You're good. Don't stop. Don't..."
She inhaled sharply, pressing her monstrous legs together, squeezing Helen's head between her thighs. The other woman made strange, gargling noises as the air was squeezed from her lungs. The asphyxiation made her wild, forcing her to finger herself.

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When Helen came, Lucy released her gently, dropping the purple-faced woman to the floor. As she caught her breath, Lucy stepped over her and said:
"That was beautiful. You are excused."
Helen got up, gave the lying woman a confused look, but left:
"Goodbye mistress."
Lucy dropped back on the mattress and relaxed. Dominating this woman was easy. She could make her obey, even break her, without much trouble. The question was: Was it worthwhile? Was this way of life something she wanted or just something she accepted? After all, when she lived with the demons, she had been different.
Facing these questions, she looked forward to returning to the origin of her transformation.
After a little while, she started fingering herself, looking for some instrument to allow her to come. Eventually, she stepped out, sneaked into the kitchen as discretely as she could and returned with a cucumber she proceeded to thoroughly mangle with her muscular cunt. After cleaning herself up, she slept for a while, dreaming of John. Maybe she should pay him a vision soon.

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The next weeks were spent setting up the basics for her traveling justices concept. Although the other elder nuns were rather unhappy with the idea of treating demons like humans, Lucy's overwhelming power forced them to bow. Using Theresa's help, she created a set of rules and concepts to train the judges and to guarantee the necessary support in the field.
At the same time, she continued increasing her mastery of Helen. Soon, the younger woman was completely under her control. Every night, Helen would join her in bed, lick her until she came and be rewarded with the blissful oblivion of her mistress' crushing thighs. At the same time, Lucy found her situation increasingly awkward. While she was aware that this was what was expected of her, she longed for the uncomplicated life amongst the demons. She was growing increasingly unsure about whether this was the way it should be and decided to talk to her old mistress. Maybe she'd be able to understand her feelings when she had the opportunity to clear this.

When the weaponsmiths and armourers had finished the promised suit of plate and the weapons she needed, she gathered her belongings and set out back to her ancient monastery.

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As you can see from my now shortening contributions, I am once again blocked. As a result, it might once again take a little while until this story continues for good. However, I am looking forward to continuing it as soon as inspiration returns.

So everybody: Any ideas, feedback and comments are appreciated just as karma, of course.

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Well, with 3 of the big 4 dead, and the tensions of the other groups mentioned, I think the next stage would be dealing with the pro-transformation vs purity factions within the church, which may be Lucy's greatest enemy of the moment, especially when she's creating a subfaction loyal directly to her. The spark could be when she has the judges, starting with Helen, undergo the same transformation and body modification she did in a series of rituals.

Tech/magical change is another big one. More human or even human+demon factions utilizing magic and even nectar of strength derived from other sources (prewar biowarefare experiment?) creates a new threat. You could string a series of these problems together until they're forced to unite from the final demon lord.

In the epilouge, or even sequal if you're up for it, you can have this highly transformed and transhuman earth be a hotbed of conflict amount newly arised factions all employing the new sources of power Lucy's discovered and implemented.

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Thank you for the replies and the karma!

blargo083, your ideas are awesome and I'll use them if you don't mind.
solitariodude, no real reason, just the usual: difficulties on the job, not much free time.