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Long story short, thanks to all the support for the tale.  I wish I could say thanks to all of you individually, but I really don't know what to say to each one to make sure you understand.

I'm actually thinking of expanding Madison's universe a bit with a sequel tale (though I'm afraid since when I usually do write tales, it ends up taking me forever to get to the TF…this was merely an experiment to just do a TF and nothing more), but I'm currently working with another of my story series on my home board (most of my stories are girls to anthro weres with lots of BE/FMG in them), so it won't be for a while.  I'm sort of surprised of all the support I'm getting though and I'm pleased that a few of you do like this tale.

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Yup; I remember her from the anime Trigun (One of my favorites; I highly recommend it!).  I don't recall her name; she was in only one episode.  But suffice it to say the figure on her shoulder is her mom.  Her father and equally enormous brother were in a previous episode.  They're all bad guys unsurprisingly.

Considering that the mom gave birth to two such behemoths, I can't imagine the sort of labor pain she had to endure!

Actually, that's the mom.  The thing on her shoulder is her daughter…

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Ah yes, the Nebraska family from Trigun.  After the mad scientist and his son are stopped earlier in the series, Merle and Milly take on mommy and little sis…and that's mommy.  She's a tad too freaky compared to her daughter…

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Already commented on this from a friend, but I love the combination here regarding the power and the innocence of this Shulkie.

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Very, very interesting story…
Can't wait for some more…:)

If you have any ideas, I'd love to hear them!  I sort of originally thought of this as a one-shot, but I do have a few other things I may want to do with this…we'll see with what else is on my plate.

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I apologize for the pun, but…

…that's one hell of a story.

Pun taken and understood.  I sort of expected it after that.

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Thanks for the response, pixxie.  Glad to say you're probably the first person to say that to my work..on this board :p

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Having finally seen the ad, something tells me that they are continuing their bias against muscle women, thinking them all as superbuff Austrians. (not that there's anything wrong with superbuff Austrians) 

Whatever this "Order of the Serpentine" is, its not interesting me.

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Dang, not a fan of this "maximum character" thing….or the posting time limit.  Oh well, here's the rest:

Madison's eyes opened up without too much notice some time later.  As it opened, she had no clue or idea how long she was out…had it been a minute or ten or even several hours?  She moved as if she had just woken up from the weirdest dream she had ever felt.  Yet somehow, something seemed much clearer than it had ever been.  Well maybe not literally, since she never had vision problems or anything, but something did feel different.  Even before she had opened her eyes, she had sensed with her tongue in her mouth that a couple of them around her canines felt sharper and more carnivorous than it had been.  Its not like it was too noticeable, since it remained in her mouth and didn't try to sneak out, but she did feel it rather peculiar.  As her eyes opened, though, she saw something thrown all across the floor towards her.  They looked a lot like the remains of cotton clothing, like the cute peach-colored pajamas she took with her to bed that night.  But why were they all on the floor like that?  She didn't hate them enough to tear them up either for spite or because she never wanted to wear them again. 
It was just then that she heard a noise coming from towards her left…a noise like that of a dog trying to warn its family from nearby predators.  Was that the Corgi…and what was it doing up here so late at night?  Why wasn't it sleeping?  Madison slowly turned her head, somehow avoiding anything else in the room, until she saw the aggressive face of a small long dog of orange and white growling right towards her.  The Corgi had never been so hostile to her before…well maybe whenever it sneaks away with a piece of steak bone, but its so cute and friendly most of the time.  She stared intently at the growling dog, trying to figure out what had gotten into it so suddenly.  She stretched out a hand to try and make it feel comfortable.  But if this was her hand, then why was it still growling so intently?  Was it so wrong that such long, red fingers with black nails reach outwards towards…it was then that she finally realized there really was something wrong.  She moved what she thought was her arm and only saw the red hand and long fingers move where she wanted her hand to be.  As it moved, the Corgi snapped a couple times towards it, but the fingers moved away before it could get a chunk in.  Fearing what would happen next, Madison moved "it" away from the dog, which returned to a noisy pattern of growls and barks directed towards…something.
The strange teeth, the torn pajamas, the dog being hostile…the teen knew there was something wrong.  Slowly, without too much hesitation, she started to rise upwards.  While she thought it was strange she was in the bathroom this time of night, she knew that maybe the mirror could reflect a bit more of what was going on.  As Madison rose, she started to realize something strange was going on.  Her body suddenly felt much, much heavier than it had been…yet somehow, she was able to handle the new weight with ease.  She felt a twinge heading down towards her back, maybe a bit of a headache and some weird chest pains, but she merely passed it off like it had been going to bed this evening.  As she continued to rise, she knew something weird was happening: somehow her body was going and up approaching the ceiling of the bathroom!  She remembered one time hearing her dad say that the bathroom was a bit over ten feet high, which should have been more than enough space for a cute 5 ft. 3 in girl like her.  So why did she feel so crowded in all of a sudden?  The room must have gotten smaller because it couldn't be her.  Or maybe this could have been why the Corgi had been so hostile…but why towards her?
It was then that Madison finally got a good look at herself through the vanity mirror…and it was then that she finally got the greatest shock of her life.  There, staring right back at her with golden eyes, was an immense red devil-woman where a small little teen girl should have been.  She stood about nine feet high into the bathroom, with the top several inches being one of two sets of horns perfectly place on her head. (making her see that she was actually more likely over 8 ft. than the full size)  The second curved set of horns had emerged from the side of her head towards the front, with pointed red ears sticking upwards in their devilish form.  Her cute black hair, merely rounding her head with a couple small pigtails touching the top of her neck before, had become a long, luxurious river making up most of the length of her body downwards to the top of her tight butt.  Two huge red wings further showed the lack of humanity she held as they held steady at this time, while a thin, long pointed tail swished about looking for its own mischief.  Even her feet appeared differently, looking more like the setup of a beast than those of something of human form.  And then there was her form: what could have been merely tall and beautiful had been covered with massive, developed muscles larger than many would think possible in a female, demonstrating the perfect synergy of both her beauty and unlimited power.  And perfectly complimenting her massive figure were two gargantuan melon-like breasts, perfectly full and firm enough to overwhelm any male hand that touched them, yet playful and firm enough to squeeze or suck upon.  And there, right between her rock-hard abs and tempting g-spot, stood the belly-button with that strange tattoo Madison received this morning, remaining motionless as she stood there in her shock.
She couldn't figure out what to say…she couldn't figure out what to do.  Her eyes continued to dart around, taking in each and every bit of what she had become..and what it all meant.  Was this demoness or devil who stared right back in the mirror really her?  Where exactly did she come from anyway?  Why did she happen to become like this all of a sudden?  Was this all the doing of the strange mark on her body?  And..why the heck was that dog still yapping its brains out at her?  Couldn't it realize that its master, if it was her, had just been through so much and was now more confused than ever about her place in the household, and in the world?  Turning her body around, trying to adjust her wings closer to her body while her extremely bountiful bosom bounce even with her barely moving, she faced the Corgi for the first time since she heard it, her yellow eyes piercing downwards towards the level of the dog.  And thus, Madison opened her mouth and emitted the first words that she could think of:
"Can you shut the hell up, you dumb mutt?  There are starving children in Asia that would love to have you for dinner."
She couldn't believe those words came from her mouth…she would never talk like that to her dog, ever!  But yet, it sounded so liberating to say it, as if this this other form was natural for speaking as such.  She heard her voice sounding so mature, yet retaining her cute lightness of her normal form.  Facing the comments from its master, a small wave of fear shuttered through the dog, as if its voice shut up the moment it heard those words.  Meekly, the beast stepped away from the doorway, its voice continuing to bark out loud, but more in hopes that someone else in the house would hear it.
As the dog left her sight, Madison continued to be in shock with what she had become.  She loved that Corgi too much to talk down to it like that.  And what if it woke up her mom..or dad…or Mickey?  What if they heard the yelps of help…or even worse, what she just said to make it so scared?  Madison looked upwards again, realizing how close she was now with the sky, so much so that her horns nearly touched the ceiling and a vertical skylight that reflected its glassy light downwards.  She put one of her clawed red hands on the ceiling…it took little effort for her to do so.  As she saw how high up she was, she then stared at the construction of her arm…and noticed the pure mass that it held so easily.  Her shoulders, biceps and triceps had become extremely packed with muscle, forming huge masses on her body even without being flexed once!  Yet as huge as they seemed relaxed, her new size and shape were sculpted so they did not make them appear ridiculous and did not seem to eclipse the rest of the body.  While keeping the one arm in the sky, Madison turned her head away towards the other arm, just as large and muscular as the other.  Without too much effort, she began to move her arm into a flex, trying to see how much power she really had.  As muscular as they were relaxed, she watched as her circumference grew several inches as she tightened it up, with both upper and lower muscles growing from its already large size to a more massive level to the point where she could see veins emerging, pulsating blood supply to assist them!  The question flowed through her head again: how was this power possible?
"Hey, Russell?  What's going on there?  Its only midnight…."
Madison's demon ears picked up the voice of Mickey, yawning and showing lethargy, but still him.  If the dog had its way, it would dart him over to the bathroom and then…and then…what would happen?  Could she let Mickey know…could she let anyone know?  She didn't want anyone close to her…she didn't want anyone actually…knowing that this happened!  She hated that this happened and knew there had to be a way to get herself back…but all she needed now was escape.  A way to get out!  She turned to one side, but could only see the doorway out of the bathroom…and Mickey would probably be here with the dog any minute!  She looked to the other side…did she even want to risk tearing down a wall?  Sure she probably could easily, but… Then, the yellow eyes of the devil looked upwards and saw her answer.  The skylight!  Sure there might be a bit of a mess…maybe she could explain it away later and put up with the consequences of being grounded later, but she had to get out now!  But she had a problem: could she do it?  All she had to do now was at least try.
Madison tried to focus.  This was her first flight…she had to get it right.  Concentrating, she focused on her back, knowing that she could not focus directly on something that she never had before.  As she focused, she felt her back moving, twitching about as they tried to make contact with her extension.  She slowly felt her confined red wings flutter, moving not on instinct but at her command.  Her long black hair began to feel a small breeze as they felt the motion of the bat-like wings, making her believe it was working.  With a short crab-like side walk, her long, clawed legs made their way towards the skylight, placing her horns directly below them.  Her ears continued to pick up Russell’s insistence to get Mickey out of bed.  Now was the time!  With her wings wide open, she promptly closed them as she jumped directly towards the sky!  Within moments, she felt her top horns piercing through the glass, making it shatter upon impact!  As her skin felt the shards falling around her, it continued to rise upwards, the immense mass making its way somehow through the tight hole.  Even her juggs and legs seamlessly found their way through the space, as her wings tightly clutched themselves towards her body and made sure they would get through perfectly.  Then, as her entire body stood there, free and naked with the artificial light gleaming down from below, her wings unveiled themselves once again, gloriously showing her entire form to the cool elements of the night!  Within moments, she moved her body from a vertical position into a horizontal one parallel to her house, giving her greater aerodynamic control.  And then, with a brisk flap causing a great breeze around her, Madison glided away from the house, abandoning the place before she knew whether or not Mickey and Russell would reach the bathroom…before she knew what her parents were about to discover…before she would possibly get in trouble and face any consequences.
Making her way across the dark, starless night, Madison flew outwards, over neighborhoods and places that used to be familiar to her, yet now appeared like small, homogenous locations in the sky.  She kept herself at a steady motion, not going too fast or slow, trying to find a pace that would be perfect for her.  The breeze blowing towards her from her speed brushed her hair and her speared tail right behind her back like two long streamers, caressing every part of her nude body with a cold comfort.  Her curved horns blocked some of the current from reaching her head, but she still got a little bit brushing her exactly on her forehead.  As her wings continued her travel, her hands cupped themselves around her immense bosom, finally feeling them for the first time since the change.  Having been flat-chested while watching other girls blossom even this early in high school, she never knew what it felt like to have anything more than a bump with nipples attached to them.  But there, cupped within her arms to prevent dragged, were two immense, firm, soft structures that would even make porn stars green with envy.  Like her muscles, they seemed really huge, but yet perfect for this new form.
As she continued to fly into the night, Madison didn't know where she would go or what she would do.  She looked downwards towards the roofs and streets of the town, knowing deeply that there were possibly people looking up at her right now, wondering what she was and what she meant.  From up here, all these people and places were now small, insignificant, just small pieces of a bigger picture.  She didn't care what they thought just as much as she didn't care what her parents and Mickey and the dog was doing right now.  All Madison was thinking about was herself.  This morning, she was just another high school freshman, trying to get by.  She didn't need that tattoo and did not want to bear going through all that pain and pressure.  And now, here she was, completely different, a normal teen turned devil goddess.  And…at least at the surface, she hated what she now was.  Why did this have to happen to her?  And what did it all mean?  Did she commit the ultimate sin to turn into this thing..or is she just a victim of circumstance?  Does this mean that she's going to become this horrible beast that will kill and destroy for the name of chaos?  How many people would forsake her and even try to kill her if they saw her like this?  Her life was more uncertain now than it had ever been…and yet….there were some things that still intrigued her.  Was it all bad to have what she now did?  Was it worth being this horrific form that, somehow, was so beautiful and graceful?  Was she actually happy for these boobs, these horns..and even for this seemingly unstoppable strength?  And what more could this form bring her?  Madison didn't know the answer to these questions: maybe it was the best or the worst thing to ever happen to her.  But for the moment, all she needed to do was to fly…to keep going until she couldn't fly any more.  And hopefully, if and when she gets home, she'll know what's next in her life…or at least figure out a good excuse to the torn peach rags and the destroyed skylight.

Post-script: Several people throughout the city had thought to see a strange winged being going across the sky that night, the "Seltzer City Tribune" would report the next day.  But due to the cloudy conditions of the moonless night, none of these sightings could be confirmed.

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Update: Because of the structure of recent reruns and what's going on next week, CN has paired the entire Taniya duel into one full hour of amazon goodness.  The new air date is 2/24/06 (next Friday) at 4:30 through 5:30.  For those that missed it the first time, here's your second chance.

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