[Draft] Devil May Cry Yoga 2 (FemDante TG) (Patreon)

Dante went through the streets of the city like a man on a mission. Unlike whenever he would go somewhere else, this time it wasn’t on the clock and he didn’t have the same carefree aura that he usually had. If any of his friends saw him now they would have been unnerved by the uncharacteristic seriousness that he had. The reason why he was so serious was because he had sensed Vergil’s power.

It was for just a moment, but he was sure that he had sensed his dumbass older brother. It was stronger then when they had last fought each other back in the Demon World by a great margin. Like a hound on a mission he got up and went in the direction that it came from. Occasionally it would flash again and he would be able to tell how close he was. The closer he got to the more sure that he was that his brother had purposely let himself get sensed. It was the only thing that he could think of. If he didn’t know his brother then he was sure that he would have thought of it as a trap. His sibling would never lower himself to setting a trap. It wasn’t his style. As bad as his brother was he would have preferred an upfront fight. A well of emotions went through him that he couldn’t quite identify.

“If you are back Vergil then what the hell are you up to?” Dante muttered. He was glad that the others weren’t aware of this. He was sure that if they learned about this job then they would want to get it, even if there wasn’t any money in it. Dante knew that they would get on it, if they knew that it had this serious.

There was no way that he would bring Nero in on this. Nero could handle himself just fine against any demon, but Vergil was something else, and besides the kid didn’t need to know who or what his father had done. If he did he wasn’t sure what he might do and he would rather not put his only family that didn’t want him dead on the line.

A chill went down his spine and he looked. It was only for a moment, but he swore that he had felt his brother. This whole damn city was like one big jungle. What he didn’t like the most was that his brother hadn’t made a move yet.

Dante’s instincts flared and his hands went to his weapons, ready to draw them on a moment’s notice. With how fast his brother could be with that cheap teleporting technique of his he was sure  He wondered who was the one that was following and what they were planning to do.

“Sorry guys but you’re not the ones that I’m interested in. Mind coming back later when I’m not going to have a family reunion?” Dante smiled. He knew what the answer would be already, but he felt like running his mouth a little. His brother was his main priority, and these small fry were just going to slow him down. After what happened at the Temen-ni-gru, he didn’t know what else his brother might be up to now. “Then again, perhaps using you guys as a warmup wouldn’t be a bad idea. Help keep me sharp before the big clash.”

Several demons came out of the shadows of the alleyways and crawled down the building. The Son of Sparda took note of them all, wondering how this party would start. When he noticed that there wasn’t anymore coming, Dante figured out how he would begin.

Dante charged forward the tip of his blade, Rebellion stabbing into one of the demons. He then brought the blade around and swung it. He slammed the demon onto the ground and then swung his sword, the demon flying off and colliding with one of its compatriots. He blocked the swing from another monster and then kicked it away.

He pulled one of his hand guns and fired it at one of the demons. He leaped into the air and spun in a circles, continuing to fire off his handguns. The bullets showering them in like rain, killed dome of the weaker ones. He brought his sword down on another before it was over and he slugged with the pummel of his sword, making the demon’s head exploded like a grape and the body dissolved into a reddish black ichor as it slumped onto the ground. Dante smirked as he holstered his gun, and looked around one more time, making sure that there wasn’t one cunning Devil or Demon waiting to strike.

“Well I got to say thanks for the warm up guys,” Dante chuckled. “Need to make sure that my blood is throwing before I meet up with my brother again.”

Suddenly a blow nailed Dante on the back of his head, making him feel weightless. The Son of Sparda gasped as his body suddenly felt heavy. He tried to turn around, but all he could do was fall forward as he struggled to keep his eyes open. The last thing that the Son of Sparda heard before he passed out on the ground was a female giggle.

Dante groaned, his head feeling light. He blinked as he stayed up at a ceiling and realized that he was laying down on a mat of all things. He leaned up, wondering where he was and was surprised to find him looking at a plain and boring roof. He slowly leaned up, his instincts telling him that he didn’t have to worry about anything attacking. He saw that hee seemed to be in a yoga studio of all places.

“Unless The Demon World suddenly  got some new consultants, who know how to make stuff look nice, I’m still in the human world,” Dante remarked. “Now the question is how did I get here,” Dante said.

“That’s because of me and I have to say that its’s good to see that you’re awake,” a female voice said.

The Legendary Devil Hunter turned and frowned at the sight of a curvaceous woman in tight yoga clothing with silver hair that was done in a tight bob. Three was a slight hint of crow’s feet around her eyes, but it did nothing to detract from the beauty that she had. It gave her a more dignified and refined appearance.

“What the hell?” Dante muttered. “There are worse sights that a person can wake up to, but who are you?”

“Oh now that is a way to greet your sister?” Valerie questioned.

Whatever retort that ante had died out in seconds as his jaw drop. He blinked, his tongue normally having a response ready to fire off at anything that someone might say, stilled.

“Excuse me? Listen babe, the last time I checked I only had one sibling and that was a dumbass twin brother,” Dante said.

“Oh dear me brother, if I didn’t know better I might think that you were coming on to me. And I go by Valerie now. Vergil is just a dreadful name to go with my new wonderful body,” the white-haired woman smirked.

Dante stared at the curvy beauty in front of him. This couldn’t have been his twin. Last time he checked Vergil was a man, and not a sexy woman, but from what he was sensing this sexy beauty really was Vergil. The Legendary Devil Hunter was so confused right now that he wondered if he was in some weird dream right now or if it was something else entirely.

“If my words aren’t enough then perhaps this will help tilt the scales a little,” the woman groaned. She flared her power and a blue aura came over her that made her hair rise up.

Dante’s jaw dropped again and again, his mind blurring as it processed. He didn’t want to believe that this woman in front of him was his brother and yet the power coming from her, and his instincts

“Oh sweet Mary and Joseph,” Dante muttered.

“And the last horse finally crossed the finish line,” Valerie giggled. “Wondered how much longer it would take before you finally accepted it. For a moment I thought I was going to have to tell ome embarrassing stories of when we were kids or something before you finally got the message”

“Vergil what the heck happened to you? Why are you wearing an outfit that looked like it came from the 80’s?” Dante questioned. “I thought that you had more style than that, and why do you have boobs.”

“I told you it's Valerie you dolt,” Valerie groaned as she rolled her eyes. “You’re one to talk about clothes considering what you’re wearing.”

Dante looked down and was shocked to find out that his stylish attire had been replaced with something else. His clothes had been switched for an outfit like Valerie’s. He now wore set of black spandex pants that showed off his masculine legs and a red sleeveless leotard that made him want to rip it off. On his legs were a pair of bright red leg warmers that made him want to gag and white sneakers.

“What happened to my clothes?” Dante questioned. “And who changed me into this?”

“Oh I changed you and threw them off to the side since you won’t need them.”

“You changed me?!”

“Oh relax, it's nothing that I had ever seen before,” Valerie waved off. “Besides we’re siblings there is nothing wrong with me putting you in some new clothes.”

Dante gagged a little and shuddered. Right now his mind was a complete and utter mess. Out of all the things that he expected, hearing that come from his sibling that was the last one. What made it weird that his formerly male sibling was now a girl and had done it.

Dante turned when he heard the sound of a door open and saw a male enter the room.

Another happy giggle came from Valerie that made him question just how far his brother had been twisted to turn out like this. She rushed over to him ad all but leaped into his arms. He wrapped

“You gotta be kidding me,” Dante muttered.

This guy was the one who had bested his brother and turned him into his sister? He looked like he had stepped out of an old movie with how he was dressed up. He was seriously considering his policy right now. Vergil might have been an ass, but he didn’t deserve to have something like this happen to him. Moment that he somehow found a way to change Vergil back into a guy he would make sure that his brother didn’t hear the end of it.

“Dante, this is Jason, he took care of me after I got back,” Valerie smiled. She then jumped, but giggled happily as she got a slap on the bum.

“So by any chance are you the cause of…this?” Dante questioned, looking meaningfully at his transformed sibling. “And by any chance could you tell me why I’m dressed like an 80’s dancer reject?”

“Oh we thought that it would be good if you were to get in on this. It’s been a while since we had done something together and I thought that this would be the best

“Yeah, yoga is known to help people deal with stress, injuries, and all sorts of situations. It might be just the thing that you need to mend your relationships. All you gotta do is just listen to me throughout the lesson and you’ll find yourself in anew perspective and feeling much better I imagine,” Jason said.

“...I’ve always been a bit more of a loose wild cannon. You know I’m a bit of a rule breaker rather than a follower and considering what you’ve done to my brother. You can bet that I’m going to run wild,” Dante smirked, trying not to let the confusion and weirdness of this whacky situation get the better of him.

“I can understand where you are coming from, but I’m sure that I’ll be able to keep you in line,” Jason said.

Valerie moved and wrapped her arms around Jason, nuzzling against him like a cat would . Jason chuckled and reached out, fondling the Daughter of Sparda’s immense perfect rear end, making her moan like a bitch in heat. s

The smirk that the Son of Sparda had dwindled at that. He glared at Jason, who continued to smile brightly as he played with her delightful rear end.

“Really testing how far I’m willing to go aren’t you,” Dante threatened, the playful look that he had in his eyes now long gone.

Dante moved to try and smack the side of his head, hoping that he could knock him out, but still he couldn’t. He tried to unleash his demonic power and transform into his Devil Trigger state, but even so he couldn’t.

“What the hell?” Dante exclaimed. “I can’t even access my demonic power.”

“Really Dante?” Valerie deadpanned, looking at him with such a flat disappointed look that Vergil would have thrown at him.

It was strange to see it come from a beautiful woman and he still wasn’ quite sure what to make of it.

“Even when you're told everything you still decide to be such a brat,” Valerie groaned as she crossed her arms, propping up her large bust. “You never learn do you.”

Dante didn’t want to stare at his sister’s new bust but he couldn’t help himself to. They were just to large for him to ignore and the cleavage only kept drawing him. He felt like gagging the longer that he stared at his transformed sibling, unable to get the wrongness that he was seeing out of his head.

“Can’t believe you’re acting like such a child over just a little exposed cleavage,” Valerie remake.

“Because those are not natural!” Dante yelled.

“Excuse me!” Valerie snarled, glaring menacingly at her brother.

“Whoa you to relax. Its almost time for the next yoga lesson, might as well work out all that frustration during it” Jason answered.

Valerie’s face lit up in glee, as if she was told the best news in her life, which creeped Dante out a little. He couldn’t recall the last time that he had seen his brother smile. Either way from the smile and with how happy his sibling was, he knew that it couldn't be good for him.

“Sorry to say but I’m going to admit I’m not much of a student. I preferred to learn things at my own pace and do as I please,” Dante snarked, his mind still wondering how he could wallop this guy.

“Oh don’t worry, I’m sure that you will see the wonder of yoga before the day is over,” Jason smirked.

The door to the building opened and the Son of Sparda turned, wondering if it was another bastard that was with them, or some demons. To his shock it was normal human women that were entering the building, talking to each other like old friends. Valerie went over to the crowd, warmly greeting a number of the ladies by their names.

Dante stared, watching how socially active his sibling was and frowned as his anger boiled. His brother had never been an active friend-maker when they were kids, preferring to read like a nerd he was. Seeing him twisted like this made his brother instincts rear their head, despite how much of a wreck their relationship was. The only one that was allowed to mess with his brother was him. He wanted to just leap at the bastard and break his nose, but still he was unable to act on his wishes. All he could do was stand there like a statue.

“The moment I get out of this you are going to regret this and all of your life decisions you know,” Dante said lightly.

“Then its a good thing you’re only getting out when I know its safe,” Jason rebuffed with a grin, earning a glare from Dante. “Just relax, try to enjoy yourself and mingle with the girls. They’re really nice people. Hell talk with your sister since it's been such a long time.”

Dante  wanted nothing more then to stab him right now as more people filled the classroom and the Son of Sparda wondered if these people were those who were originally men, or if they were people that didn’t know the truth of what Jason was doing. If he had to take a guess then it was probably a mix of both considering the set up. Nice enough to get attention, with nothing out of place to draw attention to it.

“Are you ready ladies?” Jason questioned the class.

The women let out noises of affirmation while Dante growled, wishing that he could just flip the bastard off or do anything at all. Instead, all he could do was just stand there and wait for the dick.

“Alright then we’re going to take it nice and slow to start with what is known as eagle arms,” Jason announced as he raised his arms.

Dante snorted, but then much to his distaste his arms raised and copied the man. He tried as hard as he could to break out of the hold, but there was nothing that he could do to fight against its power.

“Oh come on, really going to make me look like a twerp in front of everybody to?” Dante grumbled.

“Everyone has to take part once they’re in class. Otherwise they won’t get the benefits,” Jason chuckled. “Now then as you inhale, stretch your arms out to your sides. As you exhale, bring them in front of you, swinging your right arm under your left and grabbing your shoulders with opposite hands. For those of you feeling brave or trust your flexibility, you can release your grip and continue wrapping your forearms around each other. If your palms can touch, let your right fingers press in your left palm. If they can’t, press the backs of your hands together. After that we’re going to lift our elbows a little higher and relax our shoulders down away from our ears. We’re going to take a few breaths, and repeatedly do the elbow lift. After a few minutes we will be switching sides that the left arm is the bottom one.”

As Dante moved to copy Jason’s pose, he tried to fight whatever power this 80’s reject was using, but it was as if he was a puppet on strings. He could only twitch his fingers as they changed. He watched as the nails that he had only paid passing attention to thinned down and became more feminine looking. He watched in trepidation as his fingers slimmed, and could feel the calluses that he had from years of fighting terrible monsters soften. In seconds as he continued to hold the pose, is fingers had become dainty womanly hands with refined trimmed nails.

“C’mon let’s let it end there,” Dante muttered.

Sadly for Dante it continued up his arms, which slimmed down. His forearms thinned, maintaining the tightness that was there, but gaining a slim elegance that wasn’t there before. His biceps softened slightly as the muscles got smaller, gaining the same trimmed feminine appeal that the rest of his lower arms gained.

Dante examined the trimmed, but toned arms that would have belonged to a woman that would have worked out regularly. As they brushed against each other, Dante noticed that there was still a trim athletic tone to his limbs, which brought some relief to him.

“Small mercies there at least,” Dante muttered flippantly, wishing that he could put that fitness maniac in a chokehold to start, but still he wasn’t free enough to break out of the hold that he had been forced into.

“Alright everyone, for the next exercise move your feet so they are just a little wider than your shoulders,” Jason ordered gently as he adjusted his stance. “Turn your right toes out and align your front heel with the center of your back instep. We’re going to bend our right leg while keeping our left leg straight. We’re going to lift our arms up to our shoulders and extend them out. Then we’re going to move your front knee out and make sure to put a 90-degree with our front leg that’s going to stretch our groin and inner thigh. If your knee can’t reach that far, don’t worry; just go as far as you can without any pain, this is meant to be relaxing and fun after all. Now hold onto that spot because we’re going to hold this pose for 30 to 60 seconds, and then switch our legs,” Jason instructed.

“Feel like a dang dork,” Dante instructed as he followed the pose, his limbs shaking slightly as he continued to fight. He knew that if any of the others were to see him now, they would have gotten a laugh at his circumstances, after they beat this loon up.

“Hey a little help! Anyone!” Dante called out. It galled him to call out for help, especially from normal people who had no right to be involved in, but he had little choice. If he was going to get out of this then he would take any help that he could get.

The people ignored him as they did what the magician told them to. He must have had a spell at work.

Dante looked at his transformed sibling and called out to her. “C’mon Vergil I know you’re in there. You’re not going to let this chump really win, are you? You at least had your balls when you were serving Mundus!”

If his sibling had heard his words, she paid them no mind. It honestly hurt to see what this guy had done to his brother. Seeing what his proud sibling had been reduced to. He wasn’t sure if this hurt him more or the time that he had saw his brother decide to remain in the Demon World.

Dante struggled to fight the confusion that clouded his mind.

The young man could feel his legs change next. It started at the base of his feet, the Devil Hunter had to put more effort into keeping his balance they he would have liked. The muscles in his calves trimmed as if he was losing then, but from the movement, he could tell that they weren’t losing any of the power he had gained over the years, despite how much smaller they had gotten.

Unlike the rest of his legs, his thighs swelled, gaining a curve that they didn’t have before. His eyes twitched as the fabric stretched against his legs as if someone was softly pulling and teasing him with them. His private parts felt like they were being crushed between two slabs of meat. He tried to adjust himself so that he was a little more comfortable, but with how little free movement he had, there was nothing that he could do. His thighs finished growing when they became large seductive strong thighs.

“Okay out of all the stuff that I have gone through this is definitely higher up on the scale,” Dante muttered. It wasn’t painful, far from it, but becoming a woman certainly wasn’t something that he ever expected to happen to him. It almost made him wish that he as fighting Mundus again or something

“Now then, the next thing we will do ladies is we’re going to go from the Warrior to the , "Victorious" Warrior. Come to a Warrior 2 Posture. Your right foot will be forward with a bent knee while your left leg is straight behind you with your foot flat on the floor. You'll be in a lunging position with your torso facing the left wall,” Jason instructed with a grin that emphasis his muscles.

Reach outward with your right arm to angle the upper half of your body. Hold this position. Bring your left arm up and over until your arms are extended overhead creating a V-shape. Keep your torso open to the left wall. By staying sideways with arms reaching outward, you will automatically engage your entire core system to hold the pose. Breathe deeply; focus on the exhales to make holding this a lot easier before we repeat it,”

As the class progressed, Dante was able to see his hardened abs through the leotard get smaller and shrink. The leotard continued to snuggly hold his body as they continued to change. His face flushed as if someone was gently caressing and teasing him with how the fabric gently moved across his body. They finally finished shrinking when his stomach was flatter than a board and looked like some could have eaten it off without any problems.

“Jesus Christ,” Dante muttered, staring at his new gut in disgust.

He looked at Jason again, wishing that he could fire bolts from his hands like this or something just so he could deal with this tall hunky boy.

Again he shook his head, trying to get those thoughts out of his head. “This is bull!”

The thoughts continued to be on the attack the effeminate man, whose mind continued to run wild with fantasies. It was shameful to admit but he was getting a little turned on by some of those fantasies.

“Now the next exercise that we are going to do is called the Reverse Warrior Pose. We’re going to start our stance just like this,” Jason demonstrated as he put his feet apart. “Lift both arms sideways, positioning them parallel to the ground, and bend your right knee. Turn your head to your right. As you settle, stretch your arms further out and make sure to hold that pose. Breathe in as you come up and repeat once you feel relaxed.”

The class followed his instructions along, along with the transforming cambion, much to his disgust. It felt off moving his body like this. To try and force his frame to go against this. It was as if he was trying to fight against nature itself.

Dante groaned and watched his waist suddenly got smaller as if someone had wrapped a corset around his waist and were pulling on the straps as tightly as they could. Due to the tightness of his attire already he was easily able to watch the alteration happen to his midsection much to his horror. It continued to get smaller and smaller, making him wince as he struggled to get himself under control, making his hips and upper body have a certain flare to them and give of a vague image of an hourglass. His waist finished when he had a small slender waist that would have rivaled Trish’s and Lady’s. This was the kind of waist that would have garnered the attention of many. Hell if it was on someone else he would have stared at it as well.

As Dante held the pose, the Legendary hunter winced as his face suddenly ached in pain. It was as if a Devil had slugged him in the face with how it suddenly throbbed, his cheeks burned as heat went through them. He was forced to close his eyes, despite how much he tried not to. His jaw ached worse then when Nero had dropped kicked in the face when they had first met each other. He could faintly feel his lips swelling as his nose let out a low crunch. The moment it passed, Dante blinked as he opened his eyes and gasped when he saw his reflection.

Looking back at him wasn’t his face, but the face of his mother with his coloring. Dante couldn’t tell how long it had been since he had gotten to see his mother’s face and while this one was forced, with how close it was, it was easy for him to imagine that he was looking at his mother instead. If he could he would have traced it for himself to see how familiar it was in that moment.

‘God damn why does he have to be so handsome,’ Dante thought angrily and then blanched again at the thought. The lustful thoughts he was having only got stronger as time passed, making him want to hurl that he was feeling that way at all. Even if they were studly hunks like him.

“Da-!” Dante started only for a sudden rough pulling down there made Dante squeal and buck his hips. The sudden shock of it quickly passed and was immediately replaced by a sudden softness and arousal from it that made Dante’s equipment stand strong and proud, making a noticeable lump form. It quickly deflated like a balloon losing its helium as the shaft of his wang retreated into his body. The legendary hunter could only squirm as the process became more enticing, more delicious with every second. He mewled as if someone was giving him the best blowjob of their lives with how intense it was getting. It just kept getting better as if they were giving it everything that they had.

“Uhhhh!” Dante moaned sensually as the tip of his sword entered his body, making him mewl as a small round of juices appeared down there.

The transitioning Son of Sparda shook his head and tried to fight against the cloudy fog that had come over his head, but it was getting harder. His senses felt out of whack. He moved his fingers, but he could hardly feel them. He felt so light headed now and struggled to keep his focus.

A light giggle rang in his ears and he turned to see that his sister was looking at him with a pleased condescending smirk that he wanted nothing more than to wipe off right now. If he could he would have flipped her off. Instead all he could do was continue to struggle against the power that Jason had exerted. He struggled to keep himself focused the longer it went on, but he still felt like a puppet that was being forced to move to an unseen puppet master’s strings.

Dante grimaced at the realization that he had left of who he was, were his balls, which were trailing against his thighs, as if teasing him about what was happening. They reached the new hole that had formed between his legs and slowly, achingly, crawled in there, as if they were struggling to get in it. They morphed into a pair of ovaries as they crawled their way through his body to their new position. Dante gasped as the last of her manhood entered her body, and transformed into a moist, hungry, vagina that was eager to be put to use.

The legendary Devil Hunter’s mind was in a complete blur as she struggled to process everything what just happened. She brought her thighs together and a small but pleasant warmth from them erupted that made her feel so much better than she had.

A pair of hands resting around her waist made her blink and brought her down from her sudden gender change induced high. Her breathing picked and the fog that clouded her mind parted ever so slightly. She turned her head and then blinked at how fast she turned. The former male adjusted herself and leaned against whoever was cradling her. She saw 3 Jason’s holding her, looking at her.

“Are you alright Diana?” Jason questioned gently with a charming smile.

The white-haired girl stared at the man, and focused intently on his smile. He was like a lighthouse in a fog that broke her thoughts apart. The more she looked, the more focused her thoughts became. The name that he had said, nailed in her head as if she had been slapped in the face earning another groan from her.

“Diana,” the red-clad cambion muttered as the name burned in her head, replacing her original name.

The new daughter of Sparda shook her head as the confusion that clouded her mind vanished. She looked around the room, recalling where she was and what she had been doing. Her eyes went to Jason and her eyes lit up wih recognition. She licked her lips. All of the lustful thoughts that had fought against coming at her now full force. She did nothing stop as she shimmied in place as she imagined all of the fun that she could have if they began exploring the others body.

Jason stepped away from her, and continued to walk around the studio, much to Diana’s disappointment.

“Poo,” Diana muttered as she watched him leave, focusing on his wonderful ass as he walked around the room. She continued to hold the exercise as long as she could, waiting for him to say what the next exercise would be.

“Alright girls now for our next exercise we will be doing what we,”

We;re going to reach out as high as we can, as if we are going to reach out and touch the roof. Then we’re going to lean back as far as we can and stretch out our back and chest muscles. We’re going to slowly bend back until we form a bridge pose,” Jason announced.

Diana paid rapt attention to Jason as he stretched, her eyes locked onto those muscular arms and those hard abs that were barely hidden behind that shirt. She licked her lips. Oh, she wanted to just rip that fabric off and run her hands over them, squeezing them all, but she restrained herself. She wasn’t going to let all of the other girls get a peek at the package that he was sporting and the muscles that he had in their entirety. As far as she was concerned the only that she would was him.

He went over to Valerie and saw her hold back a squeal as he adjusted her stance. She swayed from the side and looked as if she was about to topple over, but Jason was able to easily catch her. Her twin sister shot him a grateful look and leaned a little further against him, making sure that her plump buttocks was pressed against his frame.

“Whoa careful there,” Jason said as he grabbed her hips and adjusted her stance so that she wouldn’t fall over.

“Oh silly me, guess even an expert like me can mess up from time to time still,” Valerie said, her full round ass grinding against his erect crotch.

‘That…that…that bitch!’ Diana thought. She knew her sister had to have messed up on my purpose. There was no way that her sister who praised everything that was precise, balanced, and skilled would just stumble like that. The only way that would happen if she meant to do it. ‘How dare she do exactly what I would do before I did it!’

Diana hummed as she tried to think of what she should do on the next opportunity that came her way. There was no way that she was going to let her bitch of a sister get the upper hand on her. The only question was how she was going to do that. She looked around the room and pondered what would be the best way to get her revenge on her sibling and steal Jason’s attention so he focused solely on her.

Diana looked at Valerie’s bust and frowned at the large bust that heer sister had. She looked down at her flat chest and frowned at the painful reminder that she was flat as a pancake in terms of the bust.

“Bullshit,” Diana muttered. It wasn’t fair! How could her sister be bigger than her when they were twins! It was a law against nature that she wound up stealing their mother’s rack for herself!

The red cambion sighed, lamenting her shitty luck. It wouldn’t do her any good to focus on her lucky sister. Besides there was smokin sexy hunk in front of her that demanded her attention and she was more than willing to give it to him. She might lack in the tits and ass department, but that just meant she would have to make up for it in other ways and she more than had the skill and experience necessary to look sexy in any situation she faced.

Diana moved to follow Jason’s instructions and as she did, a warmth came over that was centered on her chest, but she focused on maintaining her pose. With how focused and wild her mind was going now there was no reason to wonder why her heart had skipped a beat.

Her chest swelled, pushing against her top and making her moan. She looked down, and watched as the round orbs on her chest became more visible. The cambion was forced to adjust how she stood as the weight continued to pull on her upper body. The young woman looked at her sister and then down at her own developing bust, and was pleased to see that the gap between them in terms of curves was diminishing.

“C’mon mama can’t let her sister get the better of her like that,” the Devil Hunter moaned lustfully. Diana frowned at how slow and tedious her growth was, and wished that it would grow faster.

The growth of the white-haired girl’s bust finally slowed much to Diana’s disappointment when her boobs became a large E-cup that would have put some melons to shame with how large and round they were.

Diana licked her lips, imagining all the fun that she would get out of these airbags later. She rolled her shoulders and was absolutely delighted by the rippling breast flesh that she had. God she wanted nothing more than to keep watching her hooters jiggle and play with her bust to see how them ripple all over the place. The only thing that would have made it better would be if Jason would play with her growing girls and then ravage her.

She saw Jason looking at her and made sure to thrust her chest out just like a proud peacock. Her grin grew when she saw the clear lust in her eyes. The red clad daughter of Sparda looked at her sister and saw Valerie pout, and then adjusted her body to compensate, making sure to push her own bust out as she brushed her hair to the side. Jason’s attention shifted over the Valerie who shot a smirk at Diana and then rewarded  the instructor with a tasteful look at her cleavage.

“So you want to play it like that huh?” Diana smirked. “If you want to play that game then I’m all for it.”

“Alright, the next exercise that we will be doing is the downward dog pose, a classic but a goldie for all of the stuff it does,” Jason announced. He showed it off to the class and all of the girls copied his movements.

The red clad cambion moved to copy Jason, her eyes locked on Jason the whole time as he moved. She was tempted to just leap up and let herself be taken right here and now. Though she was sure that her sister wouldn’t let that go, she would be such a spoilsport if she couldn’t get in on the fun.

The same warmth that had racked her body invaded her plus lower cheeks, earning another delightful groan from the former man. She grabbed the mat and purred as she could feel her lower cheeks expand.

Diana panted as her ass swelled, pushing against the confines of her leotard and tights. The leotard started to raise her cheeks, making her feel as if someone was slowly caressing them much to her glee.

She shuddered as she felt strong hands caress her ballooning cheeks. She looked over her shoulder with a perverted grin and squealed at the sight of Jason adjusting her hips, kneading her cheeks as if he was a professional chef.

The Legendary Devil Hunter wiggled her hips, savoring the extra bounce that was coming from her expanding rear end. She paid rapt attention to how the stretching fabric and leotard dug deeper between her expanding rear end. She mewled gleefully, savoring the wonderful expansion that was happening down there. The new daughter of Sparda could only moan gleefully and bounce her butt as best she could in her position. Every centimeter that was added on to her expanding cheeks was like a blessing to her.

Diana gasped the moment she felt Jason remove her hands from her rear end. She looked and saw he had a playful smile on his face as he continued to move around the room. The cambion bit her lips.

“Could have at least spanked me or something,” Diana commented, feeling as if she had been cheated out of a grand prize. It certainly didn’t help that her loins still felt like they were on fire, but she was sure that would be dealt with in time. If not by Jason then by her hand since she refused to let this needful heat go on. Though she was sure that Jason would love to help after class.

Jason went to the front of the room again and smiled as he looked over the twin daughters of Sparda. His blood rushed down below, at the sight of the twin hotties. The two of them together were enough to raise the heat in the room. It only served to make him all the more eager for everything that would happen after class.

“Alright, ladies that’s it!” Jason yelled. “Hope to see you all again tomorrow.”

The girls in the room groaned as they finally dropped the stance that they were told to.

The female Devil twin girls grabbed some bottle of water and drank them. As the class started to empty out as their fellow students rolled up their mats and talked with one another.

Diana and Valerie swaggered over to one another. They stood next to each other and giggled as they moved their hips in unison.

“Booty bounce!” The twins cried cheerfully in unison and slammed their massive behinds against each other. The two giggled as they felt their cheeks swayed side to side, savoring the feeling that they felt that made them horny.

It was a little tradition that they started up after attending Jason’s classes. They would always do it after class. It also gave Jason a little taste of how sexy they were compared to everyone else in the class. Sure, there might have been a few girls that had curvy bodies with ripe breasts and tight butts but compared to all of them they were unquestioningly the sexiest.

“Well then if you two are up for it why don’t we have a small lesson right after everyone leaves. I could show you a few more poses and maybe later we could grab a bite to eat,” Jason remarked.

“That sounds amazing,” Diana giggled as she moved closer, and pressed her body against Jason’s.

“I would love to have more of your instructions,” Valerie said as she walked over to him and put on a winning smile that oozed sex. “After all, practice makes perfect.”

They squealed as they felt his strong hands start squeezing their cheeks. They rocked their hips in tune with his groping and pushed their butts against his hands. They couldn’t wait to show him some of the stretches that the two of them had in mind. Especially in the bedroom.