Gonz lounges back on the bedding in his chamber. The red kobold holds up the scroll he purchased while in town earlier. He raises the parchment aloft with one hand, and with the other, he picks out little candies he had also purchased along the way. While reading, he enjoys licking over the treats until they disappear, then immediately plunking another into his mouth.
While on the surface, he bought the scroll on a whim, he can't help but believe in the authenticity of the magic involved. His scrutiny leaves no doubt in his mind: this magic spell is designed to make him irresistible to the opposite sex.
Ready for the hordes of ladies who would come stampeding down the tunnel, he had already stripped himself down as he went over the final reading. Some transmutation runes are sprinkled throughout the magic, and he snickers as he pokes at the gross fat deposits on his chest. "So long, manbold boobs," he hisses to himself. Then, with a deep breath, he recites the magic words.
The arcane words only take a few moments to pass through his teeth. Still, the moment after he initiates the spell, he immediately feels the tingle going through his being. The cool chill washes over his body. The scroll vanishes into the ether with a bright flash, and his hands fall beside him, his body pinned down to the bedding.
Panting, he goes through the sensations, feeling the power flowing and changing him. Fat sizzles away at his chin, and his jawbones crack and shrink. His horns tingle with more feeling than ever, bits from the tips falling off, flaking away into little cracked fragments on his bed.
"Suh… smaller horns?" he asks himself, his voice a bit higher, probably from the surprise. Generally, he'd thought the ladies would love larger ones. No wonder he had such trouble getting laid!!
The tingling makes its way to his chest, and he smiles, looking down toward his moobs and shuddering in delight. "Oh, yesss, go away, you horrid things!" He hisses in joy, only to gasp when they balloon to a larger size. "Wuh… aah!? Nuh-no, they're not sexy. What are you-"
And the tingling also goes farther down, and he shakes his head. "Okay… horns, chest… girls like weird things, but they gotta love a big dick, right!"
His length, resting outside so he can watch it as it changes, shrinks back into his slit. Through sheer will alone, Gonz moves his arms, desperately grasping at his kobold cock as it slips between his fingers, shrinking away and disappearing inside. "Nuh-no…noo!" he laments, sitting up, his fingers digging around to search for his kobold hold, but all Gonz can feel is the slickness between legs as fingers plumb inside, the kobold squeaking at the feeling, and slowly pulling fingers apart to find the slickness having found its way onto fingers.
“Nuh… no…” Gonz says, voice high, breathy. “I’m… this can’t be…”
No doubt about it now, Gonz. You've just been transformed into a girl!
The sorceress stumbles out of her chamber in a fit of mania, not dressing up, just trying to get away from her body and away from the horror of losing her dick, only to stumble face-first into strong, slick scales. Gonz falls on her tail, whimpering as she pulls it and rubs at the poor kinked thing.
"Oh, so sorry, miss!" the kobold before her says, placing down his pickaxe and holding out his hand. She looks up to him, tears on her cheeks. The kobold male is topless, his muscles rippling. Two of his companions are flanking him, both quite hardy fellows. She gulps, holding her tail closer as they scoop her up and bring her to her feet. "Please, allow me to help you, miss." One says.
"Oh, are you hurt? Here. My mother would do this to fix a bruised tail." He says this, rubbing his palm against the base of her tail up to the tip in a methodical massage.
Gonz is speechless, and her eyes widen as the lead miner undoes the belt of his mining skirt and pulls it from his body. "Here," he says, his whole body on display, slit and all, "You're not covered up. Wear this. Are you lost?"
"In-incredible," Gonz breathes. She recognizes the three from her time as a miner as well. A bunch of brutes and bullies to him, yet here they are, being so gentlemanly. "Yuh… you're so nice?" she can't help but ask.
The leader blinks and tilts his head. "For a lady as beautiful as you? Of course. Please, where can we take you so you can rest?"
She bites at her snout, pondering this turn of events, but eventually, she relents and points back to her room. Two of the kobolds form a basket with their arms, and the third approaches her, his hands on her sides, and lifts her with great strength. "There you go," he smiles, his snout before hers. "So you don't have to walk too far, cutie." And with that, he leans in, pressing his nose to hers.
She squeaks and pulls away, rubbing it, and he shrinks back, coughing into his hand. "Suh… sorry about that, ma'am, don't know what came over me…"
The gentle kobolds lay her down upon her bedding, and Gonz stares at the ceiling momentarily, taking in this odd new situation. When kobolds’ claws hold onto her foot, she snaps back at attention, only to shudder as fingers rub at her tired soles. "O… oh my.." She says as another of the kobolds sits at the foot of her bed, holding onto her tail and kneading the kinks out of it. Finally, their leader rolls her onto her stomach, sitting on her as he works on her back. Her spine shivers at the feeling of bare scales upon her own body
"Oh, wow… who'd thought you guys knew how to care for a girl…?" Gonz thinks out loud as she rests her cheek upon her arms. "I could get used to this…" She says, her eyes fluttering closed, only for her to spring back up. This knocks the lead male back, tumbling into his companions. "No, wait, I mean... Oh no, sorry! Are you all okay!?
Groaning but picking himself up with no issue, the leader gives her a "thumbs up."
"Did we do something wrong, beautiful?"
"No… no, not at all!" she says, waving her hands frantically. "I'm just not… not used to being so pampered.”
"Never at all?" The leader asks.
"No, never!"
"Then, let's give you the full package," he says, standing tall and nodding to his companions. They work on their mining belts, undoing them and letting them slip to the floor, exposing all three to her.
Gonz's heart threatens to explode from her busty chest, her protest caught in the back of her throat. Here he is, one of her bullies, now offering to give her the dick just because she's… she's "Beautiful…?" she repeats in a breathy voice.
“Very…" he responds, and they each slip out of their slits to show off their lengths to her. One is short and thick, the other longer than that, but the leader pokes up like a monster.
She gasps at the sight of the impressive shafts. Her own had once actually been longer than at least one of them, but these three were in the more sociable class. Why did they get the females?
She soon finds out as the three climb up onto the bedding. One of them rolls out his tongue, pressing it to her inner leg and sliding up along her scales. The other sits beside her, pulling her into a great hug, his face buried into her tits, and the third sits in front of her face, leaning over her.
"I… I hope this isn't too forward," he says, then leans in, pressing his snout to hers.
Gonz thrashes around, but the other two keep a hold of her, tongue reaching up to her thigh and fingers brushing over her breasts, quickly calming her down into the nuzzle, and she returns the gesture, her hands moving up to hold onto his cheeks.
"I… I've always wanted…" she huffs, "to be loved."
A tongue finds itself in her slit, and she pushes her hips up against the tongue. That kobold holds onto her thighs, lifting them and putting them over his shoulders so he can get deeper into her.
The other rubs over her breasts, his tongue flicking out just at one of her mounds. She wants to feel more and experience more, but there's so much happening at once.
He pulls away from her mouth, and she huffs, looking into his eyes with a glazed gaze. “Puh… please… I, aah, I love this… I want more…"
He shifts up along the mattress, his cock springing high and right by her cheek. "Does this please you, miss?" he asks.
She gulps, but her throat is dry. She never thought she would be admiring such a shaft, but once more, she has to ask. "Are you… like that, be… because of me?"
"Look, miss," he says, sighing himself. "I've never done this with my bros around before, but… you're just so… so irresistible. I need you now. I'll do anything for ya!"
Feeling a pressure building up within her, she pushes herself up to her knees and grabs his hips, pulling him in close. "Then… let me…" she licks her lips again, her eyes wavering, her body shivering, "let me try this out.”
Gonz closes her eyes, her tongue sticking out and pressing up against the monster of a kobold cock. She brushes the tip of her pink muscle up along the shaft, the taste of soft flesh so strange and unknown. Gonz would have never done this. Is this because the kobold is now sitting here, her body being delved by one kobold while another massages her? It is not Gonz, not at all. This is a whole new kobold, which has gained so much new confidence. One that has become irresistible to the opposite sex. Is this what she was meant to be her whole life?
She slips the kobold hood into her mouth, wrapping her tongue along the shaft as she bobs along it. Her eyes flutter up as she looks at her former bully in the eyes. He doesn't know who she is, who she is. Should that matter? Maybe more than it does, but she doesn't care right now. She only enjoys the feeling of the attention she's getting. She enjoys that she feels their love and their lust.
She keeps going, and it's only a matter of time before her womanly folds contract and convulse, sending shocks of pleasure screaming through her body. As her squeals get higher, she pulls herself free of the shaft that she had been attending, only for his orgasm to erupt as he escapes, covering her face with splurts of his discharge. She coughs, shaking her head as she tries to catch her breath. She rolls over her back, sprawls out, and stares up at the ceiling with one eye closed, a dumb smile all over her face.
But even as she catches her breath, the three males loom over her, looking with their adoring gazes as they scoop and lift her. "Come, my dear," their leader says. "Let's get you to the baths."
She wonders just how long this spell was supposed to last. When she first bought it, she tried to determine if it was permanent. Now, she hopes desperately that it is.