Winry

Cursed by her own existence and made a hermit by her own sibling , Winry had an almost eternal case of trying to act tougher than she actually was in front of others .  She was always a sight for sore eyes given her massive set of hips and waist , possessing a girthy giant of a dickgirl build that suggested plenty of power and plenty of FLAB when it came to her chunky cock, ass, and nuts.Untrustworthy actions taken against the dark-dicked drake lass by her own ilk has her face almost always set in a sneer or a look of soured content . It was long, long ago, where in she was used by her own sister for personal gain, that she ended up with such...an absolute behemoth of a bod...
Where in she found herself waking up in the middle of the night, right the middle of a strange, wiry-looking transmutation circle of sorts, made entirely of fibers that seemed to channel a hidden arcana inside them. Her sister, Claudia, the one she had trust for so long, was the one who would betray her in a way she would never seem to forget:

Imbuing Winry with several curses, whilst she obtained several blessings herself, as soon as the circle lit up with a most uneasy-looking teal glow.

"OOhh  yes~"
Clauda being sated as she sighs, feeling the youthful blessings overtaking her, with form becoming lith, tight, and practically refreshed at all times. It was as though she was being offered eternal youth in the most perfect of forms, as she openly flexed before her despairing sister.
and Winry...poor Winry..
she'd find herself shuddering, looking down at her jiggling..wobbling body, when she realized what was happening:
While her sister was being blessed, she was being cursed.
Her body expanding, growing, *Thickening* in all directions. Her tits becoming enormous and juicy as her mouth opens wide in a silent scream at this sensation. Of her build becoming so soft and sensual, and of a strange, yearning sensation becoming prevalent below the waist. The brightest shade of red flashes upon Winry's face when she realizes what Claudia's chortling is aimed at, taking one good look at what should've been her puffy labia.
Only to find herself staring at her newfound girth- complete with a chubby ballsac that could double as a beabag-chair, and an asshole which seemed more fit for a Clydesdale too. There was no control to this form. She wobbled like a clumsy oaf as she tried to rise to her feet, with cock slapping her chunky thighs and asshole winking like a heft tire between those outlandish cheeks. The drake can only pant as visible tufts of exhaled air come gushing across her breasts, with each as juicy as a melon at this point, poised right above her tubby bellychub. For a dozen minutes, she stood there, just unable to cope with what had occurred, as the laughing of her Sister rang at her head like hammers to her temple.

But this wasn't the extent of her curse.

It was going to get so much worse for Winry, when Clauda noticed something starting to appear behind the chunky drake.
"Oh, by the way sis, eternal youth has an eternal cost you know~"

*SSLLLRCHHHH*
From a portal that seemed to tear straight through the fabric of spacetime, Winry's inviting dickgirl asshole like a freshly-glazed bundtcake, became the prime target of a massive, barbed demon cock sent plunging straight into her ass by several inches. No matter how much she clenched or how much her virgin ass refused to let the spire intrude, the extent of the cock pressed on through he portal and forced its way in any way. Winry's eyes would bulge out wide as she tilted her head backwards, feeling the claws of the hellish intruder grip and shake her tits about with wild admiration. A devil, holding her tight like she was a fresh meatpuppet for some fun. She could feel it, panting against her neck, grappling her tum and slapping the sides, whilst also sizing up her thick legs during every inch the demon drove deeper. It snickered at sight of her cock and slapped her ween, sending out such a pained moan past her lips. Her ass felt like it was being ruined during this time, with every *Sllrchh* it sounded out, the unsightly looking dick thrusting deeper down Winry's newly-made shelf of an ass. She could feel him rooting her deep like the newfound curse-slut that she's been made to be. With every thrust the horned intruder pumped harder; gripping her nipples tight as another palm started to massage her new manbits- gripping her taint, taking HARSH squeezes of her balls and shaking em about, even going so far as to tug at her rod like it was a juicy udder. Winry would have tears in her eyes as she felt drool dribble out the side of her mouth, quickly licked up by the demon fucking her stretched ass with no mercy to her innards, as she became the incubator for the hellspawn's corrupt sperm. Her thick hole would practically suckle that veiny, steaming rod dry, as the chunky lass's belly expanded that much farther outwards. So much of the jizzm would be sent down her ass, that it'd come leaking straight out of her mouth like a watery cascade of demon cum straight over her well-worked, aching tits. Some of the load would even come to coat her own throbbing length- and be forced straight into the tip by one of the demon's fingers which had scooped up some of that seed.
But mere moments after mating her fat ass, the portal would close , and Winry would find herself MOANING at the suction of her own hole practically begging it not to leave during the long, drawn-out yank backwards.
From then on, Winry would find herself subject to the same kind of torment wherever she stood for a prolonged time, as if to be a final, bitter curse,  given her heft form and her tendency to sweat buckets and shake like a banana-strawberry colored marshmallow. ...much to her immense chagrin.