In a world where gear served as aid for casting the most powerful magic, to be stripped of them all and placed in chains, quite literally, was the weakness of any magic caster. A nearly naked moogle sat on the cold hard ground with a sigh. He was in his own cell as if in a prison, yet the only crime he had committed was losing to a band of thugs. He glanced around and spotted several other moogles. In fact, there were only moogles here. Stranger yet, they were in what looked to be a store designed for pets. He had only recently awoken from his slumber from his loss, yet he knew enough about where he was to want out…

Erakir’s big moogle ears picked up at the sound of voices. He poked his head over to the door where he saw the behind of a big fat seeq, a boar-like anthro with a huge protruding horn, a large body, and ears that went down to his chest, covering his nipples. He had pants on, though seeing his ass crack was not very challenging from the back view.

“Heh. What’s it like sellin your own kind all the time? Don’t you feel bad or somethin for doing this?”

“Not really. I barely know anyone in these cages. Gotta make a living. Besides, moogles aren’t physically able to break out of these restraints easily. Many other races can. Moreover, they’re cheap labor. Think about it, if you get a no mou, they can do manual labor. What kind of stuff can a moogle do? Now, do you want one or not?”

“Eh, yeah. Lookin to add onto my size. Let’s see what picks you got.”

As the door opened up, Erakir spotted a well dressed moogle with blonde hair so long that it flowed down his back, literally! He hovered off the ground with his hair behind him while walking with that seeq. The boar anthro looked around from one moogle to another, primarily looking up at their pompom.

“Whatever color you get, they’ll change to accommodate your body part, usually within a few weeks. A month at the most.” The moogle explained.

Body part? So it was true, he was at THAT store, the store in the very same lawless town he had been defeated in that sold off people, not to be used as slaves, but something much more perverse in nature.

As the boar creature continued casually walking by the many moogles in cages, he paused at Erakir and grinned. “Oh, this one looks familiar…did he have a yellow scarf by chance?”

“Probably.” The moogle brushed his pink pompom out of the way with a casual shrug. “Do you want him or not? Just got him in today so he’ll probably take a bit longer to break in than most.”

“I’m not a thing!” Erakir clenched his fists with anger. He marched up to the front of the cage, only for the chains to hold him back. He immediately attempted to use a fire spell, only to be met with a puff of smoke escaping from his hands. He blamed the steel around his neck limiting his magic. “I’m a moogle, you can’t just buy and sell us like a commodity!”

“The feisty ones often give very exciting times too.” The other moogle added to the seeq. “Why, if you want him where I think you do, he’ll pulse and throb and cum like nobody’s business.”

“Heh…I was jus’ seein the thing on his head. It matches me perfect. He’ll look like mah cock right away. Alright, you got a changin room? Or we doin this in front of all these furry freaks?”

“Your choice.” The moogle shrugged. “Personally, I don’t care if they get to see what possibly awaits them, but I don’t like seeing a big pig dick getting thrown around.” The moogle pointed to the back. “You got the changing rooms back there. Just keep his collar on until the first bit of merging begins.”

One payment later, the moogle opened the cage, though the chains kept Erakir in place. “So, my unnamed friend, are you going to cooperate?” He held up a remote and with one press, the chains separated from the collar clasped around Erakir’s neck. “Or would you like to know about your collar’s capabilities?”

Erakir froze in place. Sure, he was free to attack that seeq or the moogle, but he knew he lacked the strength. The moogle he could probably take down, but there was definitely an edge that he wasn’t being told about. Still, based on the fate that awaited him, he couldn’t go down without some sort of fight. “I…” He paused, thinking about his next move. “Where do you want me to go?”

“Follow that seeq and you’ll find out.” The moogle stepped aside, and that seeq grinned wickedly at the moogle. His shaft pulsing creating a visible tent in those pants.

Erakir hesitantly stepped out of the cage and watched as the seeq walked towards the back of the store. Out of the cage, he was able to take in the sights of the many small cages throughout the store, arranged as if it were a pet shop, all with moogles wearing tattered clothing at best, and nude at worst. The conditions were deplorable, yet none of the moogles looked as if their health had deteriorated much. The store had wooden walls with one way in, and one way into those backrooms where Erakir knew if he walked into, he was not walking out. Then, there was the scent he just picked up, the scent of sex out of all things. Not dirt, not grime, but full on sex. “Look, if you want to pound a moogle, there are more legal ways to do that.” Erakir muttered. “You could also probably just pay for those services in this kind of town…” Not that any moogle would be caught dead mating with a seeq. Maybe if he were a maid-wife in some other universe, MAYBE he’d fuck a seeq, but definitely not in this universe!

“Oh my dear… well, calling you friend would be a gross exaggeration. You still don’t quite know what shop you’re in, do you? Show him, seeq.”

The seeq grabbed Erakir by the collar he still had on and carried him to the back of the store easily. Through the set of double swinging doors, he arrived in a large room with booths, which the seeq didn’t hesitate to pick one to get inside of, lock it from the inside, and sit down on the only chair there with Erakir on his lap. While the design of the rooms were plain, the intention of the boar creature was clear. “Gods, spent long enough talkin to that long haired freak. I need me my enhancement now!”

Erakir barely had time to enact whatever plan that was in his head before he was grabbed and not dragged, but CARRIED to the back. He fluttered his wings wildly in a vain attempt to escape, but escaping a horny seeq was impossible. In a matter of moments, he was on the lap of a fat boar eager for some action. “Get it from somewhere else! I’m not gonna add to your tiny size!” The body shop, a shop where a moogle sold his own kind to provide ‘enhancements’ for others. Most of the time it was a cock. Erakir had his doubts this store truly existed, but seeing people with enhancements had his mind changed. He himself had considered it briefly to add onto his paws, but didn’t want to absorb someone to get the job done!

“Look whos callin who tiny.” The seeq said with a laugh. He spread his legs while continuing to easily hold Erakir with one hand and pulling down his pants with the other, revealing a dark blue colored cock with a spin to it, a boar’s shaft with two huge balls and a length clearly eager for some moogle ass. He pulled out a potion and gave it a chug. “One swig and you’ll become my cock. That, or the moogle in charge’s gettin a beatin.”

Erakir barely had time to compose himself from waking up in that cage. He had no idea how the fusion worked, but he wanted no part of it! His clothing, his signature scarf, all of it vanished. He was stuck as a naked moogle with an eager seeq eager to make him a part of that length! The seeq released him once that potion was drunk and Erakir rushed to the door, only to find that he couldn’t reach the handle. He tried to flap his wings to hover up to it, yet the collar around his neck felt as if it gained several pounds upon taking to the air, making any form of flight impossible. Worse, he sensed movement. One look down at his large paws and he spotted his feet being pulled away from the door and closer to the seeq, who was now grinning at him wickedly.

“Heh. You ain’t gonna leave now. Your body’s gonna force itself on my cock, so spread them cheeks! Or don’t. Either way, Imma get ya!”

Perverted didn’t even begin to describe this seeq. The more Erakir struggled, the closer he was pulled, like one magnet to another. He fell forward with his rear full on display for this big perverted pig beast. His legs spread, and even though he kept clawing the ground, it did him little good. He was soon moving up the Seeq’s body with his head upside down, and his body’s mission clear. The seeq wasn’t even trying to hold onto him! All through the power of magic, he was being fused with that cock. Becoming a cock was one thing, but becoming a seeq’s was a form of humiliation unlike any other. “Gods! Why do you even WANT additional length? Let me guess, to masturbate better in bed cause you can’t find someone else?”

“Oh, you’re gonna find yourself in the asses, cunts, and even paws of more women than you can imagine” The seeq laughed. “You think this shit is cheap? Hell no, gil talks to everyone and everything, and luckily for you, you got a rich one here. You’ll be cumming your brains out.” The seeq roughly grabbed Erakir and lifted him up before pushing his ass down on his shaft. “Literally.”

Erakir’s big ears pointed straight upwards along with his pom pom, defying gravity itself. His eyes bulged and his face widened the moment that cock went into his rear so swiftly and suddenly. A fit that should have been impossible, yet not only had he been pulled to this shaft, this cock that went deep inside of him far more than any cock should have been able to in a moogle, but so quickly too! His bare ass already touched the seeq’s leathery balls. Try as he might to struggle, that cock was not going anywhere now that it was inside of him. The magic continued its work, fusing that length to Erakir’s body.

“Ahn, now that’s what I’m talkin bout! Heh…you’re so loose. How much ass you give before this? Ah dun matter. Only form of anal you’ll be doing is ‘pitching’, and only the kinds of asses I want!”

Erakir’s exposed cock twitched and throbbed itself, a size that paled in comparison to the seeq thrust so deeply inside of him. He could feel the pulsing sensation intensify from his backside and his crotch, a throb that occurred in unison as they fused more and more with each passing moment. He raised his paw in a vain attempt to cast an esuna spell, only for his shaft to suddenly spurt a wave of seed, dampening his thighs with his cum. “Ahn! W-why did that spell…why did that spell do that?” His shaft continued to pulse, but far weaker than before as his body began to take on the cylinder shape of that shaft penetrating him. Had he been able to see down there, he would have seen his ass sealed around that shaft. The two were completely connected, becoming more and more into one being by the second.

“Your body is gonna be a cock!” The seeq said with a hearty laugh. “You’re MADE to be a cock! Whatever fuckin magic you cast to ‘cure’ yourself is gonna make you more into a cock! Cast another spell! I wanna see what happens!”

Erakir tried to think of what spell could get him out of this! Black magic would only cause pain to the seeq, and to him. The duo were so connected that he sensed how excited the seeq was, the bastard wanted to orgasm now, but they were in a state where he couldn’t, though it didn’t stop Erakir from unleashing an orgasm in his place! His shaft unleashed another wave of seed, a burst of cum as his own shaft retracted into his body. He heard the seeq moan in arousal. The pig felt Erakir’s orgasm! “I…” he paused. Part of him couldn’t think of what spell to cast, while another part of him didn’t remember what magic he was able to use! Worse yet, a pressure began to grow inside of him. With his cock gone, there was only one other way to orgasm, and he loathed the idea of unleashing boar seed. He felt the boar, he smelled the boar, a scent that was swiftly becoming his own, and he was beginning to taste the boar’s own seed on his tongue. “G-give me a moment!”

“A moment? Heh. Yous gonna be nothin but boar meat in a moment, and I dun mean mah fat!”

With each passing second, the throbbing and pulsing became more intense. Erakir’s ears fell flat against his head as they melded into his body. He was losing more and more of himself with every passing moment as his body shrank more and more around that cock connected onto him, a shaft a part of him. His entire being wrapping around it as if he were a perverted condom. The shaft that was once in his ass pushed upwards to his stomach and beyond as his body was soon only slightly bigger than the cock, a change that occurred so swiftly, so suddenly, he barely had a chance to comprehend what was going on. The only thing on his mind was how to escape, yet as he tried to recall his magic once more, nothing came. The only thing he had to do was cum, right there for his… no! This pig beast wasn’t in charge of him and he was going to show it one way or another! He didn’t even know the name of this creature, but he didn’t care to. No, he just imagined himself free and away from this beast and…

The seeq reached down and squeezed Erakir using only his fingers. “You so smoll already hah! Well, big for cock, like my cock be, but smoller than before!”

“Y-yeah…right…” Erakir muttered. Unable to control himself, a burst of cum shot out from his maw, dribbling on his lips. The salty taste of seed never left his tongue, and his arms were little more than stubs on that length of his body, making it impossible to wipe off.

“MMmmpphhh…you got this white color on ya with dat blue tint.” The seeq stroked Erakir bit by bit. With every movement of his hands, Erakir’s already elongated body shaped more of itself to that long cock that was thrust deep inside the moogle’s ass. No, Erakir was that cock now, a shaft the seeq was looking forward to thrusting into another rear. “You’s gonna feel loots of tight spaces from now on! I bet you become a whole cock after the first fuck!”

Erakir couldn’t stop the flow from what was now his body, his pulsing throbbing body that had a strong scent of that seeq he now was. His moogle colors of blue and white stuck on the cock, but there was next to no other sign that there ever was a moogle there. Even the wings he once had were gone, molded into the cock as nothing more than flesh with a large vein down the middle. With one sudden burst of cum from his lips, his body went stiff and he soon started cumming spurt one after another, thick salty seed as his form finished changing into a white and blue cock, a shaft for the seeq to play with however he desired, orgasming helplessly into the air as his senses left him, leaving him with only taste to always let him experience cum on whatever was left of his ‘tongue’ as well as feel, a sensation immensely enhanced by his much smaller body. He’d cum and cum, orgasming for a good minute before stopping. The last words he heard before his hearing went made his ‘face’ turn red.
“Dat’s right… get ridda all that moogle cum…you gonna be full of MY jizz from now on!”

Erakir’s body slowly grew soft as he was stuffed between the thighs of that huge seeq. It wasn’t enough that he was a cock, but no, he had to be one of a big stupid pig! He knew he could fight it, he had to fight it. That orgasm drained such a huge chunk of his mana reserves, something he knew he was going to have to train heavy and hard to ever regain again, but so long as he was able to revert this spell, he’d be free! He just had to remember how to change it, and unfortunately this orgasm made him so mentally exhausted and drained he found himself ‘falling asleep’ in the cradle of the seeq’s crotch, going into a state where he was oblivious to what was happening around him.

Erakir ‘awoke’ what must have been several hours later. He tried to move, only to realize that he couldn’t. He couldn’t move, see, or even speak. It took him a moment to remember why, though the warmth of underwear covering him reminded him what was going on. ‘Right. I’m a cock.’ He mentally groaned. He was ready to start on the magic to revert himself back to his previous moogle form though! Surely the seeq left the shop now and he must have been too stupid to have any sort of protections in place. Erakir dug down deep in his head, trying not to imagine what he looked like, a white shaft with blue markings and a blue tip, a cock that was pulsing and throbbing, one wanting to cum. Deep down, the idea of that orgasm, a mind blowing orgasm that traversed throughout his body was pleasure unlike any other, a kind of pleasure he would love to have more of, but no! He had to fight these changes! He wasn’t a cock, he was a moogle!

With a surge of energy, Erakir cast a spell, a single spell that allowed him to restore his hearing. While he lacked ears in this form, the ability to ‘magically’ hear was gained. Unfortunately, all he heard was the shuffling and walking of the seeq he was now attached to. He was however, extremely grateful he had some magic strength left despite being little more than a shaft full of pig cum. There was a chance his form might be restore after all! He wasn’t going to let this pig win! The more Erakir orgasmed, the more he knew he was going to lose himself, and he could not have that! He cast another spell, one that granted him the gift of vision, but it didn’t help much either. He saw… leather, leather and the crotch of the seeq he was attached to. He swung around from left to right as he smacked against that seeq’s thighs, a boar he didn’t even know the name of, but he didn’t want to get accustomed to knowing it. ‘Hopefully he’s stupid enough not to know I’m restoring myself down here. Okay, next I should restore my…’

“Mph…fuck. Someone’s stirring down there. Dat furry thing said you would get SUPER horny, he weren’t kidding!” The seeq said with a laugh. “We here though, just gotta finds a good one.”

A good one? Erakir faintly picked up the sound of music, the noise of women singing lightly and happily. He couldn’t see beyond the leather, but based on what the seeq said and where he was, there was only one place he could be…
‘No, no, no. Not HER place…’

With a swift yank, Erakir saw exactly where he was, all while he pulsed to life. He felt the strength of magic flow through him, but knowing where he was, he only had a limited amount of time to free himself for sure. He was surrounded by all sorts of species that performed… sexual favors for the right price. Moogles, viera, even female seeq, large pig female creatures with huge giant tits. If he didn’t free himself, it was only a matter of time before he would find himself in the cunt or ass of one of these beings! 

“Mmm…I wonder which one you want first. Prob one of dem moogles…or oh…ey you!” The seeq signaled over a fox, a fox wearing a maid outfit. “I want that arse of yours, but first, lick me up and get me hard!”

A… fox maid? Erakir briefly recalled one of his friends but… that couldn’t be the same one, could it? What was his name again? Kevin? No… ugh. He was already losing his memories! The longer he was attached to this beast, the harder it was going to be to fix himself, something he was sure was established so many times, but that made it much more important to…
‘A-aahhhahahahn’ 

Whatever thought that cock had was immediately cut off by the warm soft wet sensations of a tongue slowly moving up and down that form with a pair of lips gently pressed up against his pulsing, growing form.
No! He wasn’t a cock! Erakir wasn’t a… shaft…yet the feeling flowing through his body filled him with life. He had the power to change back, but the inability to focus on any spell. Any time he started something, that tongue cut his thoughts.

“Heh. Fucker is smaller than a fox muzzle.” The seeq commented with his legs spread. “Put your paws up against’em. I wanna see how big he is compared to those! I wanna see him shoot a load all over them! Gotta lose that moogleness while buried deep in paws!”

“He was a moogle? I know a moogle that looks like his colors that went missing. Huh.” That fox giggled. “Still, looks SUPER cute! One pawjob coming up!”

Erakir was soon caught off guard by the sensation of not one, but two paws rubbing against his form, two large paws bigger than his new body! Paws that made him pulse and throb harder. He was always a fan of such things, and to have giant ones so close and personal… No, he had to focus on his magic! He had to cast a spell of some sort! ‘Think moogle and ca…ca…ahn…I can feel… the pressure…okay…cast…the spell!’
Just as Erakir ‘cast’ a spell, his form unleashed a spurt of cum from his body, wave after wave of seed shooting up into the air and landing on the foxes feet. Those paws had barely touched him, and here he was already shooting a load. His white and blue form taking on a lighter blue hue, except for the top which stayed mainly white with that blue tip, all as he orgasmed onto those big thick paws that had barely massaged him. The seeq and the fox were saying something, but he zoned out during that time. The only thing on his mind was how he wanted to keep going, how to just… keep on cumming, not even bothering to care about the taste. Cocks didn’t care about taste, no. They fucked and came, like good little cocks, like the cock he was.

Once that orgasm finished, Erakir found himself still at half mast. He swore he cast the spell successfully but…it was hard to think when those paws smeared him in the cum that shot out from his ‘lips’ moments ago. No… he was a good cock, and any magic he used should involve in becoming a better cock, a bigger one, with huge balls and cumming for days. He… had magic for that, didn’t he? Should cocks even use magic? ‘W-wait… no…I’m not…I’m not a dick. I’m a… um…a mo…a m…I’m not a dick, but I was something else once.’ He thought with confidence. The fact he could hear told him that some magic had been used on his form, yet he couldn’t deny… those orgasms were so good, so intense. Being stuck between someone’s legs wasn’t a horrible fate. It was a pig, but… still.

“Hah! Ahn dat was fantastic! Now how bout yer butt? Or you got someone with a cunt? I gotta break in this dick all night!”

An ass? A cunt? Yes! Anything for him to complete the… no, he couldn’t do that! The more he acted like a dick, the more Erakir changed! He already sensed he had fused more with that seeq, but any more orgasms like that and he would lose it! 

“Oh, I got someone perfect for a man of your size.” The fox replied with a laugh and walked off. Only moments later, he returned with someone and the seeq beamed. “PERFECT!”

What? Erakir swore he granted himself the ability to see, yet… his sight was once again gone, something he oddly didn’t miss. Cocks didn’t need to see! Dicks didn’t need to hear either! And, just like that, he no longer heard the conversation going on. No, he was a warm cock pulsing and throbbing, eager to cum once more. Whatever was turning this seeq on was doing a damn good job.

Then, he felt it. No more warm paws, but a warm damp place surrounded him, a deep cavernous warm damp place that squeezed and hugged him tightly. No, this wasn’t an ass, this was… and with how deep he was thrust in, it was a seeq! A female one at that, one he had so rarely seen, but no… his job was to fuck, to cum, and without a condom? To impregnate. He knew if he didn’t cast any spells to change himself that he would likely never get the chance to again. ‘I’m gonna… I’m gonna knock up a seeq cumming boar jizz! W-why do I like that? No I… uhnn..stop…stop thrusting. It’s…it’s stirring me up.’ The shaft mentally groaned. Wait… shaft? No his name was… his name was… something with an I in it, he was sure… dick had an I in it though, and dick was also a name. Maybe…maybe that was dick’s name? 

The more dick tried to think about his name, the less important it was. Such things rarely had names. No, his job was to fuck, and cum. He swore he was something else at some point, but it didn’t matter. Being hugged so tightly by these fleshy wet walls was so comforting. He felt right at home. He pulsed and throbbed eagerly, knowing very well what his owner wanted, and was more than happy to provide. He only wished he could cum more! A shame he didn’t know magic. Hah, cock magic, a funny thing dick thought. He didn’t know magic, no! The pressure inside of him quickly began to build once more, the lovely pressure that meant he was soon to achieve bliss once more. A hint of pre leaked from the tip of him, something that was once… something else, but there he was, thinking again! Dicks didn’t think!

With one hard heavy thrust, he orgasmed once more. It was impossible to tell, what with buried deep inside a female seeq, but as he orgasmed, he gracefully gifted this seeq his owner’s seed, all while changing to a completely light blue color, something he wasn’t aware of, but if master was happy, then surely he’d be happy too! This was his life after all, the life of a cock.
Months later…

The seeq returned to the familiar moogles shop with a huge grin on his face. It had been several years with countless fucks. There was that light blue dick dangling between his legs, and next to him he had his daughter, though it had been so long that she was already becoming an adult! The same moogle from before that ran the shop eagerly greeted him with a grin on his face.

“Glad to see you like it! Unfortunately adding on to your length when you have someone down there, even IF they think themselves as nothing more than a swinging shaft between your legs, is a little difficult.” The moogle had heard this story way too many times.

The seeq shook his head. “No no, nothin like dat. See, my dick knocked up a goil if you can’t tell. Knocked up this broad in a club years ago. Anyway, since she’s becomin an adult and everythin’ naow she said she wants someone between her legs. You transform moogles into cunts by chance?”

“Oh yes, I have JUST the one in mind.” The moogle replied eagerly.

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I have to say I usually just end up selling potions myself, or I’ll get my tanuki friend to do it. Something about a chaotic neutral moogle though can be quite horrifying…why, he could end up becoming a ‘good king’ at this rate!
